about the little girl
I love….
I love reading (books, magazine, blogs, good news, etc. anything informative). I love singing. I love music. If id be a thing, i want to be a song. I love dancing. I love and respect my mother very much. I look up to her. I love storytelling with my two nephews and I love hanging around with them. I always feel happy and in good spirits when I’m with them. We always talk about stuff and anything. I learned a lot from them. I love my drinking buddies and friends coz they made me feel important and accepted. I love life eventhough sometimes its not fair..
I want and like…
I want to make something useful and meaningful out of my life. Like helping others, or caring or teaching and be of service to the world. I want to be as unique as possible but I don’t have the guts to be different. I like writing my feelings or experiences down on a journal or any piece of paper (I think that’s therapeutic). I like shopping with my mom especially in ukay2s and garage sale. I want to write a book someday. I’d like to write a book like Tuesdays with Morrie where I can impart some wisdom or just some experiences about life. My professor said 4 a person to be remembered for at least a hundred years, 1. Write a book, 2. Plant a tree, 3. Have children. I want to learn a lot of things (driving, song writing, baking a real cake, manahi ng clothes, php, cad rendering, the list goes on…) I used to dream big and to be super rich but now Im contented with where I am and what I have in my life. I want my business to prosper in a year.
I am…
I am extremely shy. I pray but I’m not a saint. I have my own share of mistakes and shortcomings. I cry just to feel the pain and then I let go of the feeling. Then I rest everything up to Him. I am afraid of the dark. I am terrified of rats(except Mickey Mouse), sharks, and thunder. So when its brownout and raining (with loud thunder) I really got scared. I know it’s childish. I don’t eat lanzones, duhat, and sineguelas. I don’t know why.
I wish..
I wish I can overcome my shyness. I wish I have a loving father. I wish I am taller. I wish I can change things just to see if life would be different then. I wish I can show or describe to everyone who joycie really is but I guess words aren’t enough. You can either love me or hate me. embrace me or despise me.
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