Cats are liquid.

Cats are liquid. “Liquids … take the shape of the container while maintaining a constant volume”. That’s it. So cats are liquid.

Husky.

Hi there puppy. :)

How are you doing today?

I've always loved huskies. They're probably one of my favourite kind of dog among many others.

And it's not just because they're adorable. Or look cute yet tough in the snow.

They're beautiful. Active, energetic and resilient breed whose ancestors came from the extremely cold and harsh environment of the Siberian Arctic. Bred by the Chukchi of Northeastern Asia to pull heavy loads long distances through difficult conditions.

Yeah, they're pretty hardcore.

Imported into Alaska during the Nome Gold Rush, then later spread in the US and Can.
They were supposed to be sled dogs but then became family pets and show dogs :)

So there's a bit of history about them.

They're cool dogs. They howl rather than bark. Like wolves. That is cool isn't it?

They're pretty affectionate with people but independent.

They like to run as that's what they're pretty much supposed to do and can get pretty bored easily. So if you want to get a Husky, you better give them tons of attention.

Okay, here's a really awesome thing about them.

Siberian huskies are highly intelligent and are insanely observant.

What I mean by that is, they watch you a bit, see you open and close the door, turn on lights, open the fridge door, etc. And then they mimic all the things that you do :) Just by watching.

I can pretty much imagine myself somewhere in Alaska on a porch, outside my wooden house. Looking outside in the night sky filled with stars, and ta bright full moon. Pine trees everywhere, bits of snow on them. Snow everywhere, no doubt, sparkling beautifully.

The picture isn't even as wonderful as it really is. It isn't like that at all. But even more real and mysterious.

A cold wind blows. My husky comes out of the house and rests on by my feet.

I'm wearing bunny slippers. Pajamas are implied.

I look down at him just enjoying the moment with me, staring out into the distance.

We both pretty much share a certain connection. The dog and owner kind. It's sweet really.

"Wanna go for a ride boy?" I smile at him happily.

His ears perk up and immediately runs to the back shed.

I run into the house and put on my leather boots and change into my thick winter coat.

This is going to be fun.

Like always, we'd go for a nighttime mush.

Snow scatters all around us swiftly, landing on my long side braid.

Adrenaline rushes.

We'd come back and relax by the fireplace with some hot cocoa and blankets.

Soon, we sleep.

Fierce.

Okay. So when I'm older I've decided I want a purple car.

Not just any purple car. But THIS purple car.

Yeah, that's right. Turbo engine.

It shall be a super car that can speed and power of 1180 bhp. 270mph, 62mph in 2.4 seconds. Aww yeah. That's right. Combining superior engineering, aerodynamics and electronics into this good looker!

It shall have style. With beauty. & brains :)

Tweaked engine. Electronics. Suspensions, brakes and exhaust system to produce a power packed car!!! I like to go fast. Swift.

I'm so proud of my baby!

Structural sleek and aerodynamic carbon fiber body. Suspension new design. Chassis tuning has a reworked shock valving front and rear. 2 turbo chargers and a 7-liter V8! OH MAMA.

Okay. So maybe it isn't mine yet. And maybe I can't drive. Yet.

And alright, fine, it doesn't really exist. YET.

But in the future. When I get this beautiful thing, I shall ride down the road, shades on, long dark hair in the wind! I got the summer sun down on me, wearing a flowy sundress, heels.

I got that girly side too you know :) but in this case, I'm more fierce and sassy!

Hardcover convertible too? I think so!
It makes it more chic.

I got the boys admiring and winking at this beaut. ;)

Oh, haha and I don't just mean the car ^.^

I wink back of course. It's polite to do so.

Shortie.

I like chocolate covered strawberries.

Thank you.

Or strawberries dipped in chocolate. That's cool too.

Note.

The songs that I posted by the way weren't what I wrote yesterday.

Haha, I wrote them just now. Yep. Just now. "Underneath the Stars" and "The Place I would Run" and that poem, rhyme, song thingy.

But yesterday's songs were somewhat happy. Ish.

The second one was really catchy, something you'd hum with the birds or something.

The first one was sad and something you'd probably cry to, while looking outside while it rains.

I guess you could say I'm on a roll.
It's weird. When I write songs it just comes from the heart.

In all honesty, I'm probably never going to post the lyrics to the first song I wrote yesterday.
It was just so meaningful and honest.
Who'd want to read that?

Response to your ever whining mouth.

Is that why you climbed up?
Not to climb with me, but defeat me to the top?
I shake my head from being so unprepared.
I squint my eyes and I’ll start to glare

Pushing all the rocks away
I’ll make history in the Milky Way
This time you’re not going to push me down
I’ll be on guard and won’t get tossed around

Don’t worry darlin’, I see right through your smile
Sure I’ll play sweet and nice for you just a while
then ill drop the act just like you dropped the weight on me
im not a fox but ill just be as slyly.

You can beat on me, try to put a fight
but I won’t be afraid anymore
the fear is gone so bring it on some more
you can hit so hard, but I will turn the other cheek
ill be incharge and this time I won’t act slowly

The world is so tough and hard
but I won’t be the charred remains from the explosion
ill blast off
from the cannon and fly away
To the top.

Are you surprised my dear?
To see that I am here? At the top of the mountain?

Don’t give me that look. Save it for the books and the movies.
I figured you out. The bad guy never wins.

Is that why you climbed up?
Not to climb with me, but defeat me to the top?
I shake my head from your evil glare
I smile as I don’t really care.

The place I would stay

Verse 1:
I feel suddenly so used.
Are you even really there?
Don’t you get me confused
Because im tired of that kind of stuff
That makes me want to care

If you try it on me, boy don’t make me try it on you
but instead ill hold all my feelings
so I wont hurt you

Chorus:
Ill run away, to the place where I swore I would stay
but I never did, never did,
because, they kept coming back
it teased me some more
making believe that every single thing that they did was so true
but for now.
ill try to stop
believing in you.

Verse:
This isn’t usually the kind of thing I say
but would you stop making me think that everythings okay
I know you try to pretend that its all good with me and you
but in reality, its all misunderstood.|

Don’t get me started on how ive been there
and how the best you did was maybe share
one thing.

Did you even try, boy did you even try?
or did you keep it in?
all just for you?

Last Chorus:
Will you run away to the place where you said you’ll stay?
or will I have to wait for you?
will you actually meet me there or will I have to hold myself up again?

Ill run away, to the place where I swore I would stay
and I will this time
because, they kept coming back
and teasing me some more
now that I belive that every single thing they did was never true
and right now
I will stop
believing in you.

------------

Wow, this is like the 2nd song I wrote today.. Craziness!

The first one was a slow sad song. And now this one's a rock song.

Towards the end it slowly builds up in the chorus, making the drums get louder and amp up the guitar!

Underneath the Stars

Verse 1:
The sun starts to set on a beautiful day
that’s when it all ends, when the magic fades
I suddenly feel so alone
when are you coming home?

I start pace back and forth
wiping away all of my tears
that have build up from the time
when I found out about her, dear.

So what do I do?
The music’s so loud already.

Chorus:
And ill go out at night
Underneath the stars, letting the wind take me away
I just wish I would forget about you
Because its just too much pain
To see you with her
But ill let you go like a feather
And if you don’t drift back
Maybe its not meant to be

Verse 2:
Ill float on the river tonight
Submerged in the waters so deep
If I yell would you be able to hear me?
But I guess that bright yellow flower has instead caught your eye
It was all made up, it feels like a lie.

Bridge
Why cant I do this? Id rather get on a train and move far away from here.
But I keep going back, going back, to where you are my dear.

Friday, November 18. 2011.

Sky Blue.

I usually have a lot to say. But I've been keeping quiet and busy lately. Many things going on.

So today's favourite colour is Blue. Light sky blue.

I guess I do have colours of the day depending on my mood.

Today was a good day I guess. I did some chacha dancing and some jive.

Haha, I haven't moved my hips or legs that fast in... well I have never danced that fast in my life before. I found it really fun. As well as a newfound love in dancing!

It's amazing really.

My best friend and I, it's really weird. We go online and since we live in different parts of the world, different time zones right? So when she says hi to me, I say, "I was just about to go offline..."
And vice versa. Haha I find it funny. She's about to sign off when I go on, and ditto. I just found it funny.

Well today, I wrote 2 songs :) It sort of happened in an impulse sort of thing. Like it just came out.

Funny thing, I was about to go take a shower humming a few notes and eventually lyrics, then I exited the bathroom and found a pencil and paper and immediately scribbled out the first verse of the song. I smiled to myself. Hey! This is good! I thought.

So yeah, I went to go shower, still singing and I sung the rest of the song! The verses, chorus, and the bridge! It was fantastic.

Quickly getting dressed, I wrote the song. Messy Writing of course. I didn't want to forget the lyrics and the tune.

I called my best friend right after that and sung it to her. She told me that she loved it!

I suggested the idea of well maybe writing the music together when I get back!

She would write the piano, with my help and I would write guitar, with her help.

It is a helpful friendship :)

So yeah, we're getting really exited about it. Because it's one of the songs that were really meaningful to me, I guess. It came from the heart.

It would sound soo good on piano! Just insanely lovely.

Tomorrow I might be waking up maybe 5:30am or so to go for a run with my aunt. yay :)

At the courtyard a few blocks from where I live. It's quite beautiful, I enjoy it very much.

I'm probably going to splurge and get myself a red velvet milkshake or something. YUUUUUM. Did you know that there was also Red Velvet Hot Cocoa? I didn't! Until I saw the poster by the coffee shop!

Ooh. I just heard some thunder...! Or was it a roof or something?

I don't know I have a pretty weird imagination.

I guess this past week has been like an endless weekend of sorts. Only I know how that's like for me. Since well, I'm me.

Boopboop bee boop!

And on that happy note, I bid you all. Goodnight.

Or Morning.

Wherever you are person. Reader. Friend.

Adieu.

You.

So I got myself thinking about you. About our friendship. It's funny how we turned out didn't we?

I know that I'm on the other side of the world from you right now, so far from you. You so far from me. We do talk sometimes, you over there watching out for me still, and me here... uhm, well... huh. What do I do here? Do I watch out for you?

We did have some tough times. They were horrible weren't they? Us screaming at each other, fighting over stupid little things, turning our backs, letting our pride and status get the better of us. When one was down, we hardly picked each other up but instead thought 'They deserved it.'

But we're getting better. No one's perfect.

I don't really say this, but I do get jealous of you. I think that you're very cool. You kind of have that persona where people are just naturally attracted to you, you look great, all the time. And then you have these lucky awesome moments too. I get jealous of that. You're funny. You got great friends. I thought you had it all.

I probably tried at some point in my life- wait, hold that, I DID try to be like you. Who knew you were trying to be like me? There's me just sitting in my uncool corner of shyness. And you, so outgoing and happy. Living life on edge.

Here I sit, leaning on my pillows on the corner of the bed, eating grapes. Yumm.

I'm thinking about life, love, and other things. Still trying to find myself. But I gotta say, I'm thankful for you. We don't have the best friendship, there's those super funny moments and those weird moments too. Where we care, where we get mad, jealous.

I don't know if you are reading this, probably not. And if you are I doubt that you know this is about you. But to me, I think you are the most wonderful friend I have ever had.

You're not perfect. You may not be the best at sharing secrets, school, sports, and all that stuff. But it all doesn't really matter. Because at the end of the day, we're friends. I may be the complete opposite of you. Haha. But we're still friends. We trust each other.

I truly value you. Your friendship is special and I have never met anyone like you. You're weird. I like that. :)

Anyway, I guess I just wanted to let you know this stuff. Thanks. For our friendship. And all of the stuff you did for me. And still are doing for me.

Oh, and another thing. (Well maybe more)

A lot of people are extremely selfish, always thinking about themselves. Yeah, I'm one of those people. Sometimes. Haha, I don't try to be.

But you aren't. You always want to make people happy. Not because you care what they think in that way, but you care about them. You care.

That's what I like about you.

I know you've been through plenty of things. I've been through maybe the same.
It worked out amazingly at the beginning. You had it your way, but then it fell apart. During those times, you know who your true friends are.

I guess I can call myself one of those people since I stuck by you.

What can I say? You're like peanut butter. Sticky, sometimes gross, delicious, great with food-- well some foods, mixes well with Jelly, squishy, brown, made out of peanuts.. and some other butter stuff, sugary, sweet, etc. I could go on and on about peanut butter... oh yeah, what was my point again? LOL :P

You're like peanut butter. Sticky. I'm stuck with you hun. I ain't leavin' this sandwich.

So when you feel like your whole world is fallin' apart and you just wanna die or something like that. I'm here for you!!

I'm not Superman. haha, sorry I don't have black shiny hair, great muscles or abs like him-- yeah, yeah, I'm sure you prefer him, but whatever.. LOL (I probs would too, jk).

But through thick and thin, skinny and fat, ugly and beautiful, normal or weird, smiles or frowns, full teeth or toothless, contacts or glasses, lipstick or mascara... uhm, what was I saying again?

RIGHT.

When the sun shines, we'll shine together. Told you I'll be here forever said I'll always be a friend, took an oath I'm a stick it out till the end.

Not that it's raining more than ever know that we'll still have each other. You can stand under my umbrella. You can stand under my umbrella. (Ella ella eh eh eh)

Under my umbrella. (Ella ella eh eh eh) Under my umbrealla. Ella eh eh eh----

Wait, ahha isn't this a song?

You get my point don't you?

Haha even in silly moments like this.

Still, I hope that we'll still be friends in the future. If we're not, that's fine too.

I'd still like to hear about your stories and fun moments.

Peace.

Magical Night

I went down the escalator, into the night sky.

The atmosphere was mystical, light shops and resturants, people socializing, somewhat like a movie. The trees stood tall, making a lovely row, surrounding the many water fountains.

Pressing play, music starts to fill my ears. I walk slowly, small backpack on my back. Shorts, and a simple gray top with a red design on the side. Gold straps around my feet with a brown base. Curly brown hair falls to my shoulders, simple red earrings dangle down. A long necklace with a ribbon and a mini golden eiffel tower hangs down.

Couples sit by the water on the edge. I think, This night couldn't get anymore beautiful.

I know you're somewhere out there, somewhere far away... The lyrics sound soft and lovely against the piano.

I keep on walking and light up buildings come into view. Against the dark sky, it looks wonderful.

At night when the stars light up my room I sit by myself...

I smile and think to myself, wow, this song is really good. I suddenly feel like I'm living in it.

Talking to the moon.. trying to get to you...

Soon, the moon comes into view.

Wow, I really am living in it. It was a full moon tonight.

In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too...

Or am I a fool.. who sits alone.. talking to the moon.

I get surprised by the lyrics. I can relate.

I look up at the moon again, I keep staring at it and my surroundings.

I pass by 4 lovebirds holding each other, and hugging.

I walk alone and hold on to my backpack having that dreamy look on my face thinking.

I walk on a wooden bridge that arcs over a river with rocks. The water is flowing and the a single star I see twinkles.

Now I really feel like I'm living the song.

Am I in a music video? I think.

I keep on walking. I think I am. God's probably watching me and smiling at me.

It's really lovely.

Do you ever hear me calling? Cause every night I'm talking to the moon

Still trying to get to you....

I remember now that I'm on the other side of the world. From where I used to be.

The next lyrics that come on are

In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too...

Now it doesn't surprise me. Because I know exactly what this song is saying.

Because yes, I do feel it. A million memories start coming. But I don't seem to mind.

Or am I a fool who sits alone.. Talking to the moon.

The pathway finally ends and the long fountain comes to life, water sprouting up as the song is coming to a majestic end. The last thoughts in my head were then sung.

I know you're somewhere out there... Somewhere far away.

Like a thief in the night.

*eye twitch.

*eye twitch.

*eye twitch.

Oh my goodness. I can't believe it.

He was here 13 days ago. 13 days ago. And where was I thirteen days ago?

Sitting on a desk. Doing math. Doing English. Working. Breathing.

But at the moment I can't even do that last word.

I am in disbelief. He was here.

He was here and I didn't know about it. How could I have not known about it?

Something unexpected yet expected as this. I'll face the facts: I was not prepared.

It's true. I was too busy doing other things. I kept my thoughts and all my energy into getting things done, so that I could just finish it and not have to worry about it later on. I didn't keep my mind open to other things, but closed onto one thing.

I suppose that it's good for focus, maybe at school. But no, I have got to say no, not in life.

It's true. Unexpected things do come your way. Like a thief in the night. You don't know that it's going to happen. You're unaware of it all. Caught up in something else.

But dear readers, I must say this. Be prepared. It's quite straightforward. You really never know when someone or something is going to come. Don't miss it by a long shot.

You'll have yourself wondering all the what-ifs in life. Be alert. Awake. Alive.

What if I opened my eyes? What if I listened? Then would I have fallen in love?
Those words spoken in the eyes of someone too caught up in their work to see that their best friend loves them. What happens now? He's probably around 40 and still hasn't gotten over it. (That didn't really happen but thought to provide an example).

It still has my mind boggled. Because what happened today. My realization of awareness has turned a light bulb on.

Thinking about my awareness, completely oblivious that he was here thirteen days ago, has struck me a metaphor.

Jesus. He's coming soon. My Lord and Saviour, the Light of the World.

There's all this talk about when the world will end and dates and stuff, but really no one will ever know when it will. It's unexpecting.

1 Thessalonians 5:1-3 NIV "Now, brothers and sisters, about times and dates we do not need to write to you, for you know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night. While people are saying "Peace and safety," destruction will come on them suddenly, as labor pains on a pregnant woman, and they will not escape.

You really really don't know what's coming.

So then in the next few verses is goes on to say that those who are not in the darkness (meaning followers of Christ) shouldn't be taken off guard or surprise by this.We know where we stand since we are children of light. It says that we shouldn't sleepwalk through life or get caught in things like others but keep our eyes open and be smart.

Then it goes on about how the way we should live.(But that's another story, look it up though, it's a good read.)

I could go on and on about this.

Man, it just mindblows me. I guess I wouldn't have been reading those verses if this didn't happen to me, you know, me missing on it when he cam thirteen days ago.

I guess I should be quite thankful. It brought me this new awareness. Alertness.

In a way, this experience has taught me a lesson.

I'm going to be paying attention more now. In all things really.

Is he going to come back here? I don't know, but all I know is that I missed my chance.

So dear readers, let me tell you to be aware in all things. I don't want you to be blind to what's coming.

Oh and if you're wondering who came here thirteen days ago, you'll know I'm a big Owl City fan.

Ladies and gentlemen, Adam Young.

Exactly.

Story. :)

Author's note:
Hello :) I was in the mall on the day before Halloween and this story came to mind. I wrote this about 2 days ago in the spirit of Halloween. Hope you enjoy :)
Feedback would be great!

-------------------------------------------------------------

“Hey! Dylan! Come back here!” a voice yelled.

Wearing a black baseball-styled hat, jock-style jacket, jeans, and a black t-shirt was Julius Mendoza. He was running across the mall with his fly Nike shoes after his surprisingly fast 4 year old little brother.

He had turned away for only 5 seconds to pay for his little brother’s ice cream cone, and when he turned back Dylan had vanished.
Or was just running towards the toystore. Again.

“Hey there little fella!” a girl cooed.

Marie Cruz bent down to say hi to the little boy clinging to her leg in a batman costume holding a pistachio ice cream cone. A small orange pumpkin halfway filled with candy was on his other hand.

The little boy looked up at her with big cute asian eyes smiling.
He was an adorable little child.

“What’s your name?” she asked grinning. She couldn’t help it, he was probably the cutest Filipino child she’d ever seen in a batman costume.

“Batman,” he said pointing to the Batman logo on his chest.

Marie looked around and saw a guy about her age running towards her.

“Is that your brother?” she pointed to the guy running.

Dylan nodded a yes, as she stood up straight, still clutching on to her leg.

Julius finally saw Dylan, and there he was, right by the toystore… holding onto some stranger’s leg. Again. Not the first time this has happened.

“Dyl,” said Julius approaching him, lightly rubbing Dylan’s head, “Don’t run again okay?”

“Yeah, listen to your brother,” Marie agreed.

Julius looked up at her, still bent down on the ground. The first thing he noticed was her pretty dark brown eyes. Then her long layered curled brown hair. She was smiling at him, “Hey.”

Julius stood back up, this time facing Marie, “Hey.”

They made eye contact for about 2 seconds.

“Hey!” exclaimed Dylan.

They both laughed.

“So this is your little brother?” Marie asked.

“Yep, Dylan,” he replied, “Thanks by the way, for you know, not letting him run off again. Haha.”

“It’s no prob,he sort of just held on to my leg.”

“Yeah he does that a lot,” Julius said with his hand behind his head, “So what’s your name?”

“Marie,” she smiled, “Yours?”

“Nice name, Julius.” He held out his hand. They both shook.

“Thanks, nice hat by the way, I like the Batman symbol on it, it’s cute,” she said pointing to it, “And the shirt, batman again, matches your brother’s. That’s nice of you to take him out trick or treating.”

Julius adjusted his hat slightly, “It’s no big deal, I’m taking Dyl out today then my bro’s taking him out tomorrow again on Halloween.”

There was a Halloween event today at the mall, Sunday, even though it wasn’t really Halloween. Julius made a deal with Mark, his 15 year old brother, a year younger than him, that he was going to take him out on Sunday at the mall while Mark was going to take Dylan on Halloween Trick or Treating.

“Still, not many older brothers take their adorable little brother out while they can hang with their friends on a weekend.”

“I’m not like most older brothers,” he took Dylan’s hand and smiled at Marie.

She was wearing light blue jeans with a black simply designed belt. Plain white tank top, long-sleeved black cardigan over it. A 2 tagged necklace on a silver chain, and black flats. She had a black bag slung over her shoulder. Somewhere around maybe 5”4, only a few inches shorter than Julius. She’s pretty, thought Julius.

She bit her lip lightly then released it into a curved smile, “I figured.”

“Trick or treat!” Dylan squealed, tugging Julius’ hand. This meant it was time for them to go.

“Alright, we’ll go, but thank the nice pretty girl first, “he looked at Marie.

“Tank You!” Dylan reached out for her for a hug.

“Anytime, Batman,” she crouched down to his small height giving him a small kiss on the cheek.
“You’re as cute as a button, stay that way!”

Dylan nodded, his ice cream cone melting away.

“You know, your kuya’s cute too,” Marie looked Dylan then at Julius who looked surprised.

Winking at Julius, she walked away.