Into the Wild

I just realised that I haven't been telling much of the places where I and my family go. This was ages ago but it won't hurt to blog, right?

So, let's just assume that this happened a couple of days. Hehe. (but as far as I remember, this was a mini celebration of my brother's birthday)

We went to Australia Zoo to see some awesome living creature and to watch some animal exhibition.
Here are some of the photographs of the awesome creations we saw during that trip. Forgive me for not remembering the name of each of them but I'll try to recall whilst going through their picture.

He was the first one we saw.

Coolio, are you?

You’re cool. What does this phrase really mean to me? Mean to us? Personally, I think being ‘cool’ is something extraordinary. Extraordinary in my eye, of course! Maybe helping someone in a good way or figuring out something in a not so easy way. Yep, they’re cool. I just don’t understand why other people think they are one when they actually hurt or step on other’s foot. Let me share you a story. I’m not sure if it’s lame but that event was the one that provoked me to think about this.

The other day, we (me and the fam without dad) went to the Plaza to grocery shop and buy some awesome stuff. My sister bought the Harry Potter collection and I bought some chocolate. Yaay! After buying those, my sister bought the ingredients she needs for her Home Economics practical assessment. I decided to stay outside the grocery shop because I was asked to look after the other things we bought. I sat there alone. Bored. So I stood up! Oh, an ice cream shop 7 steps from where I was sitting. I bought cookies and cream, a happy kid indeed! When I came back to where I was sitting, a family (mother, daughter, son [I’m assuming they are siblings]) came to have a seat. The girl was about 7 years old and the boy was probably 10. He looked condescending so it made me think that he’s the elder one. Before leaving to go inside the grocery shop, the mother told the two to not shout and don’t ever fight. She left. Both of them were holding a plastic bag. The boy took out a pair of ballet flats; the girl reacted and shouted, “Hey! They’re mine! The boy didn’t do anything. Actually he did! He moved closer to where his sister was sitting. I think it was on her arm? He hit her. And using those pair of ballet flats, he hit her in the head. The girl just kept on shouting on him. He said, “Give me my shirt!” (since the girl was holding a plastic bag with his shirt) She gave it in exchange for her shoes. He held the shirt in his hands but didn’t give the shoes. He went back to his seat holding the flats. She kept on screaming. The boy dropped the shoes on the floor and told his sister. “Look! I don’t have it!” Scream. Scream. Scream from her. He picked up the shoes and using that, he just continually hit her. After every hit, I can sense, he’s trying to look at me so proud as if saying, “Hey, look at me. I’m suuuuuuuuh cool hitting her.” Everytime he tries to appear in my eyes, I deflect my view. NO. YOU ARE NOT COOL. What makes you think that you are some BADASS being so awesome violating your sister’s right to just be silent on the side? Seeing that, I started to question the mother – how did you raise these children? I probably asked the wrong question. How did the society, the people around them define what’s to be proud or not? Disrespectful much? PLEASE. NO.

I’m lucky (like what I always say). Even though I have a brother who’s nearly like that, he’s still a good man. Even though I have this huge gap between me and my parents, I know that I was raised really well and taught how to act privately and publicly. I know I’m that “Hey, I’m cool” person but not in a way that that boy has shown. And even though I know that I am a little bit annoying (I feel it myself!) I know, somehow, I’m cool in my own way.

I love my cool friends – they always there for me, I know that even I annoy them, I still find myself being in that position where I am advised by them and majority of them are God-fearing people. I love my cool sister. She does the same – being with me through ups and downs, taking a photo with our seedy/wacky/whatever face and letting me know that I’m loved.

Before Anything Else

Feeling ko talaga hindi ako makakapag-aral ng mabuti hangga't hindi ko nailalabas 'to eh.

Naiinis ako sobra at dahil sa sobrang inis ko, naiiyak na lang ako. Bakit kaya 'pag ako, iba 'yung trato? 'Pag sa iba, mabuti namang tao. Ganito ba talaga ako? Anong meron? Pinipilit ko naman lahat para maging mabuting anak eh, bakit ba lagi akong nagaganito? Ako 'yung laging mali, ako tanga, ako suwail, ako gago, ako na lahat. Ni wala ngang nakitang maganda sa'kin kahit okay naman ako sa Acads, marami naman akong naachieve kahit sila 'yung laging dahilan kung bakit hindi 'yun natutuloy. Ano kayang mangyayari sa buhay ko na? Minsan parang gusto ko na lang na mawala dito sa mundo pero masama 'yun, alam ko. Sana lang maisip nila 'yung halaga ko, na kahit ganito naman nakakaramdam din ako. Paulit ulit ko namang sinasabi na masakit sa'kin kapag lagi niyang pinapamukha sa'kin na wala siyang pakialam sa'kin ah. Sobrang sakit. At sa tuwing laging may sinasabi sa'kin na hindi maganda na kahit pa sabihin mong pabiro lang, ang sakit sakit. Bakit hindi niya maisip 'yun? :(

Weekend General Update

When did I last blog? I can't remember but the past few days had been a roller coaster ride (inspired by the roller coaster I didn't have the guts to ride on @ Seaworld)

So Thursday? I thought the day would just flow fine. But that's just what I thought. A fight happened and I did nothing but walk on our backyard and just do my schoolworks (actually, procrastinate). I checked out blogs, posted photographs, etc. I have no idea how to solve that problem so I remained just like the usual.

Friday, I woke up at 6. IT'S OUR SEAWORLD TRIP! I know I something yet unsolved was there for me, the problem that occurred the day before that but I told myself to just have fun on the day. I couldn't do anything. The whole day, I was with my friends. As I went home, it feels quiet but everyone treated me fine. I went into my room, just checked my twitter and Facebook account then slept at 7:30 PM. I was quite tired that day and the next day of that, I have somewhere to go.

Saturday, I opened my eyes at 7 AM but got up by 8. My father, brother and sister were watching the opening of London Olympics as I woke up. I missed the one for Australia but I didn't miss the one from Philippines. :) It was good. 8-9, I sorted myself out. From 9, I started to walk from our house to the mall where we were suppose to meet. We ate to where we usually eat and as usual, it was soooo good (except for their sauce, it changed!!!) We had fun, basically! As I went home, there the wrong thing goes. Something I can't explain through this post. I wish though as I am writing this, everything is fine. :(

But I don't think those worries should be a hindrance of my heavy school load. I am not really busy, I am just too lazy to update and accomplish everything.

Day 5 - Your Siblings

Ohhh. This was the one that I missed.

To the younger peoooopzzzz,

I LOVE YOU, first and foremost. Ate always will. We fight because of simple things, we laugh at stupid stuff, we make funny faces, guess what? That's what we're binding us, the happiness, love and everything.

I really wish you two could achieve whatever you want to be in life. I will support you no matter what. I will try my hardest to protect you.

Love,
Ate.

Day 3 - Your Parents

Ma and Pa,
Thank you! Sorry!

I'm sorry. I'm stubborn, I can't be contented, I'm a pain. Sorry for not listening to you. Sorry for not being able to just follow and realize that you, my parents know what is better for me. I'm sorry for being all of these.


I know I've been an insurgent daughter and a miserable person towards you. But after all, you had and have always been there for me. Thank you for not letting me down and accepting me even though I've been a terrible person throughout that span of time. Thank you for always understanding me, for letting me do what I thought would make me happy, for not making me feel like I'm still lucky to have you.


And to the fullest of my ability, I will change for you, for myself, that those mistakes were lessons and I am here, correcting them and going through life with those lessons.


I love you.


The eldest,
CJ ✌

Holiday

Last Saturday, we went to Movie World and Sea World. Yes, we went to those places in a day.
As usual, I didn't ride on anything 'cause I have this phobia my friends know (Don't know but I feel like not mentioning it. Hehe.)
First stop: Movie World. Looove the shops right there! ♡ And I've finally bought my Batman bag!

Next stop, we watched the Stunt Drivers! Yaaaay. Drifting cars, etc.

I guess this photo is too good to be a drawing.

Dayuuum, who drew this?!

 And the finale, the fire.

 My brother won this hat to a game. Reggae-ish, whaddup?

After Movie World, we've decided to spend the other half of the day to Sea World. We rest for a while, had a little picnic and went to Sea World!

The first thing I saw as we entered was this: Yaaayks! Bikini Bottom!

Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? :)

 The presence of the fountain made me test the shutter. So there was the one! How did I go?

Sea World currently has this dinosaur thing. I LIKE THE LIGHTS.

After the dinosaurs, we went to see the Dolphin Show. It was actually my 4th time to see that but it doesn't matter, I still enjoyed it!

And after the long day, we head back home. The sky was cool that time. It was almost sunset and the horizon is tad magnificent for that day. Unlucky for me, I didn't get a good shot of it. But after all, I still took a photo! :)

It will be an hour before my class. Anyway, I'll just run quickly to share this story that just happened.

Hatred comes randomly. Guilt, pressure, I don't know. Who cares with what I feel? That one person who I've leaned on the most? No. Absolutely, not.
It's just one favour. Besides, it's not too much to ask! It's for my, OUR own good! I always speak about this issue but end up getting nothing. This is not a big case to solve for me, but then, that person is the only one who can solve it.

I know everything sounds vague but I don't want to explicitly share (I'm sorry). This problem is too shallow but look! Here am I, blogging about it.

There are things that I should cherish. Everything feels incomplete though. FINAL WORDS.

(Sorry for the bad grammar and all other sorts of mistake)