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 Erika, 17, Thomasian, Filipino
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After 4 Years
written on Thursday, December 29, 2011 @ 3:28 AM ✈
So we had this Centennial Celebration for our elementary school. I was batch 2007-2008. And guess what, out of the hundreds of students in our batch, only 10 came. OMG. Lame? A little bit. But it was fun. Especially the games. I couldn't complain how few we are since all the other batches had only 2 of them, even 1. Maybe the gatherings isn't the problem. Maybe the one that organizes the event.
Anyways, after the "short" parade was the program. There were cheers although few and low but I believe they've given their best. At first, I was all shy. And I couldn't believe I was like that. I mean, during our years, I was too loud and frank. Comical, they say. But then I was surrounded with the people I once knew were my very close friends, and then they seem like living in a world apart from mine. They're too gone with the flow and too flamboyant. I guess I was "out-of-placed". For the very first time, WITH THEM. o.o
*** But everything changes in the afternoon. I was not introverted as I was that morning. I was alive. Finally. HAHA. They were willing to converse with me any more. Darn it. I miss them even more. I wanted to be with them so bad I don't want time to run so fast. There were a lot of changes I see in them. From the way they speak, the way they dress and the way they react to such things. They had also told me about the changes my other classmates went through. Oh god. I couldn't even think about it. Wuhooooo. And all they could say of me is that I'M GETTING FAT. O.O "Oh Erika, you're getting fat. Chubby cheeks! Plumped arms! Ooh. Ooh." OH REALLY? Really huh? Psssssh. Darn.
*** And so then came the evening. Beverly's group chose to dance hip-hop. It's originally from their Intramural dance. But even before that, I had discovered something new. This friend of mine had recently broken up with her boyfriend (now ex-) because she is in love with another one. Some believed she even two-timed her ex with her new before. Oh god. This is so not good. I can't believe she ever did that. She turned out to be the "love expert" when we were in grade 6. No, seeing her, it seems like she's one of those people who'll probably die when they don't find themselves a girlfriend/boyfriend. Eyck! Why are they so addicted with this love thingy? I still don't have a boyfriend yet. Can't they just wait. Papalit-palit nalang. Buwan-buwan.
I was in a mood for clubbing/dancing in a disco with Ammiel and Bev when all of a sudden, this guy came and joined with us. Everything else just blew up. I didn't want to be cranky anymore. He's my friend but I don't want to hurt his feelings. Endofstory.
Labels: reunion daw
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After 4 Years
written on Thursday, December 29, 2011 @ 3:28 AM ✈
So we had this Centennial Celebration for our elementary school. I was batch 2007-2008. And guess what, out of the hundreds of students in our batch, only 10 came. OMG. Lame? A little bit. But it was fun. Especially the games. I couldn't complain how few we are since all the other batches had only 2 of them, even 1. Maybe the gatherings isn't the problem. Maybe the one that organizes the event.
Anyways, after the "short" parade was the program. There were cheers although few and low but I believe they've given their best. At first, I was all shy. And I couldn't believe I was like that. I mean, during our years, I was too loud and frank. Comical, they say. But then I was surrounded with the people I once knew were my very close friends, and then they seem like living in a world apart from mine. They're too gone with the flow and too flamboyant. I guess I was "out-of-placed". For the very first time, WITH THEM. o.o
*** But everything changes in the afternoon. I was not introverted as I was that morning. I was alive. Finally. HAHA. They were willing to converse with me any more. Darn it. I miss them even more. I wanted to be with them so bad I don't want time to run so fast. There were a lot of changes I see in them. From the way they speak, the way they dress and the way they react to such things. They had also told me about the changes my other classmates went through. Oh god. I couldn't even think about it. Wuhooooo. And all they could say of me is that I'M GETTING FAT. O.O "Oh Erika, you're getting fat. Chubby cheeks! Plumped arms! Ooh. Ooh." OH REALLY? Really huh? Psssssh. Darn.
*** And so then came the evening. Beverly's group chose to dance hip-hop. It's originally from their Intramural dance. But even before that, I had discovered something new. This friend of mine had recently broken up with her boyfriend (now ex-) because she is in love with another one. Some believed she even two-timed her ex with her new before. Oh god. This is so not good. I can't believe she ever did that. She turned out to be the "love expert" when we were in grade 6. No, seeing her, it seems like she's one of those people who'll probably die when they don't find themselves a girlfriend/boyfriend. Eyck! Why are they so addicted with this love thingy? I still don't have a boyfriend yet. Can't they just wait. Papalit-palit nalang. Buwan-buwan.
I was in a mood for clubbing/dancing in a disco with Ammiel and Bev when all of a sudden, this guy came and joined with us. Everything else just blew up. I didn't want to be cranky anymore. He's my friend but I don't want to hurt his feelings. Endofstory.
Labels: reunion daw
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It's all about who we are..for real
“I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.”
Bill Cosby
Hey!I'm Roseanne Erika A. Loquellano. My friends call me Erika, but when I reached college, some of my new-found friends call me Rosiee or Chichi. And it's weird hearing that.
I've been living in this crazy for 17 years now. My journey has always been and will always be a bumpy one. I've been through the loudest laughter and the saddest tears but still here I am today, standing still, proud and happy to who I really am.
I have an amazing family. My dad, Ronnie, has been working overseas since I was three. God knows how much I miss him every single day that he's not around. He still calls my mom 'Love' and it's so thoughtful of him for doing that. My mom, Evelyn, is a public elementary teacher. She was my Filipino teacher when I was in the 6th grade too. She's a bit loud I tell you, but deep inside, she's really sweet, funny and of course loving. I have two ridiculous older brothers. Rodney, the eldest, dreams of becoming a pilot but still hasn't find enough financial support for his training, which leads him to apply for a job in a ship company. Michael, my older brother, is on his last year in college already. So we'll be expecting a fully-payed nurse maybe 2 years from now after his board exams and additional experiences. I, being the youngest of the siblings, am on my first year in Biology, because I hoped to become a doctor some day.
Being a doctor isn't just my only dream by the way. I had hoped of becoming an actress ever since I was a child. The limelight has always been the source of my inspiration every time I declaim, which eventually make me look like I am natural. Well, my mother was an actress anyway. In her college years, she was an athlete, musician, declaimer and a dancer, no wonder how I got my ever awesome chromosomes. Ahihihi. I wanna explore the center stage, and I wanna know what it feels like to win an Oscar and have a sold-out concert. But yeah, I have to stick to college first. My mom says, no matter what age you'll reach dream, it's still fulfilling `cause you know you have accomplished something really important to you.
I always remind myself to stay inspired. Because it is only through inspiration that we are motivated to move and be different. This still ain't my moment to shine (bright like diamonds and make tons of money, hihi), but somehow someday when my moment comes, I will be a champion. :) Stay inspired!
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