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Hi! I'm Erika. It's so nice of you to log on and visit my blog. May you be inspired with my thoughts and laugh at whatever is funny. Ahihi. Have fun reading my posts!!

Erika, 17, Thomasian, Filipino
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I don't know why but I hate how Livejournal could be so messed-up sometimes.


I need a blog where I could put all my emotions without my friends having to read them. (Because I definitely think some of them had possibly found out about my supposedly secret blog.) Blogger is good. Too bad, my friends know about this already.

Shiz. I am so *amnsndfbeh-up. I am so renewed that I wouldn't dare to use any profane words anymore. God, I hope I couldn't for the rest of my life. I was such a failure even from the start. None of my friends knew about these because I smile around them and I hid the grudge inside me. I feel the extreme madness. Madness inside me! It's killing me. But I can't tell anyone about this. I am not the type of person who wobbles a lot of her insecurities and problems and whatever dramas it could be. I'm the girl who used to sit down, cry a little bit and move on whenever these serious "breakdown moments" come by. Although I am not proud of it, but I'm comfortable that way. Yet, I need to change.

But someday, I am hoping something good will happen. Something that will make every single person sing in awe. Something that will make them applaud just for me. Because they couldn't just believe it. Because I just did reach it.

PS. Dear you, don't bother to ask me about this post. I won't tell you anyway. HEHEHEHE. Peace! :)

I don't know why but I hate how Livejournal could be so messed-up sometimes.


I need a blog where I could put all my emotions without my friends having to read them. (Because I definitely think some of them had possibly found out about my supposedly secret blog.) Blogger is good. Too bad, my friends know about this already.

Shiz. I am so *amnsndfbeh-up. I am so renewed that I wouldn't dare to use any profane words anymore. God, I hope I couldn't for the rest of my life. I was such a failure even from the start. None of my friends knew about these because I smile around them and I hid the grudge inside me. I feel the extreme madness. Madness inside me! It's killing me. But I can't tell anyone about this. I am not the type of person who wobbles a lot of her insecurities and problems and whatever dramas it could be. I'm the girl who used to sit down, cry a little bit and move on whenever these serious "breakdown moments" come by. Although I am not proud of it, but I'm comfortable that way. Yet, I need to change.

But someday, I am hoping something good will happen. Something that will make every single person sing in awe. Something that will make them applaud just for me. Because they couldn't just believe it. Because I just did reach it.

PS. Dear you, don't bother to ask me about this post. I won't tell you anyway. HEHEHEHE. Peace! :)

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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