THESE ARE PEOPLE WHO DESERVE TO BE EATEN BY CANNIBALS
First is my...well, I'm not gonna put any adjectives here anymore. Well...my English teacher. I just can't understand how she came to be accepted as an English teacher. I mean...she...she's just...whenever she asks us to write something like, for example, an essay, she'd give examples and write it on the board. And her grammar kinda...sucks...if you know what I mean. And her diction is kinda funny. And when she reads a poem or a story out loud...man, you should hear her. She's like, O.A....exaggerated. Like she's reading to a bunch of kindergarten kids.
I want to be a journalist. And English is my favorite subject ever since. But with her as my teacher, how can I like English more? I love writing. But she's not helping me develop it. She commits more grammar mistakes than I do. And, get this, she doesn't even know how to translate nakunan to English. Duh. Miscarriage. Oh, Ms. Jen, Sir Edilio, why did you two have to go? Whyohwhyohwhyohwhy?
I'd love it if: She will be eaten by an old lady beggar she helped in the streets but turned out to be a hungry cannibal.

Now, the next person who deserves to be locked up in a room full of bees is a schoolmate of mine. Gio Bueno. This guy's got a really huge conk. Yes, a seriously big, huge, gigantic nose. We used to sing Heaven Knows (Nose) to him when we were freshmen. But I seriously thought he's alright. Until a while ago. He called me Patay na Bata. A phrase which means something like a geek or a student who doesn't join in on the fun. I don't think he meant it as a joke. He doesn't have the right to call me that. Who does he think he is?
I'd throw a party if: He accidentally slips while walking and his skull would crack open.

God, I think I'm becoming a pscyho.

I just want to share with you guys these photos of the guy I'm going to marry...
Yes, I'm going to marry him no matter what happens!
On our wedding day, which is going to be on August 17, 20-whatever(ooh, that's random)the motif will be black. And I want black-clad ballerina dancers to dance around while we walk down the aisle. Type O Negative's Love You To Death will be the official wedding theme song...
...but anyway, back to the present...and to reality, I just can't get enough of Gerard after I saw him in MCR's new video Ghost Of You. I just have to say that he looks so fucking cute in the video. Sure, he had me crushing on him the first time I saw him in I'm Not Okay, in spite of the Snape-like hair and the black-lined eyes. But in Ghost Of You, he looked different. If you've seen the video, I'm sure you know what I mean. I was like, Swoon! Swoon!
I think I'm already in love with him.

But that's not what I'm going to blog about today.
Last Saturday, I interviewed two girls for my blogging story in KNN. The first one is Nicay's friend while the second one is a 2nd year H.S student from Miriam. So I decided to interview myself about blogging. I'm gonna ask myself some of the questions I asked the interviewees. Well, here it goes:

Lea: Can you say your name and how old you are?
Lea: I'm Lea and I'm 15 years old. I study in a school with doorless CRs and a "fetus fun-sucker" for a principal.

Lea: Where did you hear or how did you learn about blogging?
Lea: I first learned about blogging in Candy mag because they have this section called "Blogger of the Month" in which they feature different bloggers and a small part of that person's latest entry in her blog. So from that, I kind of like figured what a blog is already. And it was summer vacation when I decided to create an account here in Blogger.

Lea: For you, what is the difference between online journals and written journals?
Lea: Written journals are, of course, private. It is strictly for the user's eyes only. And the user can write anything that he/she wants without having to worry about the feelings of others or what they'd say. While in the case of online journals, of course it will be displayed online. So, anyone can view it. Of course in online journals, you have to be careful in what you write because some people may not agree with you. And in online journals, since it's public, you also have to be careful about giving out too much info about yourself.

Lea: Are you comfortable with having strangers read about your life, your thoughts?
Lea: It's okay with me. That's the purpose of blogs anyway. And it can also be a great opportunity to meet new friends through viewing each other's blogs and dropping a comment.

Lea: What do you usually blog about?
Lea: Usually, I write about my day, if anything interesting happened. And I write my rants, raves and sometimes random thoughts. And sometimes, I also write about a book I've just read or a movie I've just seen.

Lea: What kind of blogs do you have?
Lea: I only have a Blogger. I created an account in LiveJournal but I've given up on it because it's too complicated.

Lea: What do you think are the advantages and disadvantages of blogging?
Lea: Advantages...you can express yourself through writing. Disadvantages...uhm...of course we can't avoid "thieves" in the 'Net. There are two things they're good at: Copy and Paste. So they might "steal" a picture, an article, a poem or a story you posted. But there are codes that disable right-clicking.

Lea: Do you have any tips for the people who wants to try blogging?
Lea: Try it. It's fun! But you also need patience in blogging because those HTML codes can get so complicated.

---Well...that was fun.

-Aqualung-

I never understood before
I never knew what love was for
My heart was broke, my head was sore
What a feeling

Tied up in ancient history
I didnt believe in destiny
I look up you're standing next to me
What a feeling

What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
Brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, i don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine
And it's brighter than sunshine

I never saw it happening
I'd given up and given in
I just couldn't take the hurt again
What a feeling

I didn't have the strength to fight
Suddenly you seemed so right
Me and you
What a feeling

What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
It's brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine

It's brighter than the sun
It's brighter than the sun
It's brighter than the sun, sun, shine.

Love will remain a mystery
But give me your hand and you will see
Your heart is keeping time with me

What a feeling in my soul
Love burns brighter than sunshine
It's brighter than sunshine
Let the rain fall, I don't care
I'm yours and suddenly you're mine
Suddenly you're mine

I got a feeling in my soul ... [repeat chorus to end]

---Currently addicted to this song...

I wonder why people love watching romantic movies with tragic endings? I wonder why they like to be sad? I'm thinking about the romantic movies I've seen. The Notebook made me cry. Sweet November made me sad. (Tragic! Tragic!) A Walk To Remember, uh,well, it's a bit sad. A Very Long Engagement and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind doesn't have someone who died in the end. But they're still great love stories. Shakespeare In Love has so many quotable quotes (Actually, those can be found in Romeo and Juliet). I didn't like Wimbledon that much. The Prince And Me is an "okay" movie. And there's this movie I saw in Star Movies called Deeply starring Kirsten Dunst. I can't forget it although I only saw it once. It's got a sad and moving story.
*Sigh*
But right now, I think I'd prefer to watch comedy, action or thriller movies than love stories. It'll only make me sadder and more depressed, I guess.
L O V E. It got me wishing my heart is made of stone or ice so that I won't have to feel it. But no, it seems that my heart is made of glass. Vulnerable. So vulnerable. Tsk tsk.
It sucks. Big time.