Disneyland California Rocks!! (Part One)

Finally, I learned how to add pictures in my blog (thanks to my Kuya Richard and Ate Dada, the two experts of making great blogs). I haven't updated my blog eversince I arrived in the US. For the past few weeks, we're always on the road. Eventhough the road trip was exhausting and excruciating (given the fact that Stephanie, my cousin, and I were seated at the back of a 12-seater van...believe me...it was not fun), it was worth it. The sites that we've seen are amazing and our family has to thank our relatives who have welcomed us in their homes and toured us around the state. We are truly blessed to have them. :)

Our first stop wasn't exactly at Disneyland but these are the first set of pictures that I've uploaded in the photobucket. These are only a few of the pictures since I can't upload all of the pictures in my blog. Anyway, if you're still interested to see some of the pictures , you can see them at http://photobucket.com/albums/y164/keenster13.

While these girls are waiting at the restroom....

(From the left: Lola Lil, Tita Hazel, AJ, Tita Jo, and uhmm...some stranger)

We are taking pictures by the dock. :)

Then we were figuring out what to do since we still had to wait for two hours for the Indiana Jones Adventure Ride. So...we decided to go to the "It's a Small World" Ride. And you would think that that ride could drive you insane after that....

From the left in the second row: my mom, lola lil, and tita jo; From the left in the first row: tita hazel (who toured us during our first day in Disney Downtown), me, and stephanie (i really had a great time with stephanie!! :) i never knew that she's so fun to be with.)

Okay...they were looking for the only Filipina doll in the ride...But me, I was smiling infront of the camera. I know. I'm so vain when it comes to taking pictures :) hehehehehe :)

Ain't she cute?!? She's my cousin, AJ. She really had fun during the ride :) She kept on asking my sister to take pictures of her :)

And there's the filipina doll!! Yey!! :)

Here's a cute picture of me and Stepanie :)

Well, there you have it. I don't know but I"m still having a hard time doing this blog. It really takes awhile and it's also getting really late. I also have to wake up early tomorrow so I hope that I can update this blog as soon as I can :) Hope you enjoyed seeing some pictures :)

Next Stop: Indiana Jones Adventure Ride, Buzz Lightyear, Tarzan Treehouse and a lot more to come!! :)

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Richo and the beast 

Me and My Family 

Pope John Paul II, My Friends, and Me

“Let us tell the world of His love,

the greatest love the world has known

Search the world for those who have walked

astray and lead them home.

Fill the world's darkest corners

with His fight from up above

Walk every step, every mile,

every road and tell the world

Tell the world of His love.”
(from the song “Tell the world of His Love”)

All I ever wanted was to reunite with my highschool friends today; but, something more worthwhile happened. Today is the burial of the pope, the big guy with the biggest heart. When he visited our country, all I ever remembered about Pope John Paul II was seeing him waving happily at us as my mother and I waited for his arrival for three-five hours. And, of course, I could never forget the song “Tell the World of His Love” which is the theme song for our world youth day. Before, that incident wasn’t a big deal to me…although I enjoyed seeing him smiling sincerely to everybody who had been waiting for his visit. To be honest, I never had an intimate relationship with God until I entered first year college. Now, I’m beginning to open myself not only to the people around me but most especially to God. And I’m grateful for people like Pope John Paul II who continue to inspire others to spread the word of the Lord. To never be afraid of expressing his/her love for God.

Somehow, everybody is influenced by the pope in so many ways. Whenever someone is asked why he/she is mourning so much for the loss of the pope, he/she usually says that the pope showed us how much he loved the Lord, and did so many great things for the Catholic community. It is truly a great loss that he has already passed away. As the casket of the pope was carried into St. Peter’s Basilica, I can’t help myself from crying as I see everyone pouring their emotions for the pope. A lot of people love him so much. A single moment with him seems to be worthwhile. There is something in his soul that is so special, and I can’t help my heart from melting because of the warmth and kindness that he has been giving to so many people.

Today, almost every nation has expressed the love that they have for the pope. Gathering and praying together in spite of the differences of their religion prove the pope is still doing wonders in our hearts. Sure, he has already passed away. But he will continue to be alive in us, and we will continue to inspire others as he has also done to each and every one of us. I’m sure that he is already up there with God, smiling upon this gathering. For even though he is already gone, the love he showered among everyone is still growing and becoming even more beautiful.

Yes, my friends and I still talk about what’s been going on with our lives. We really had a great time and enjoyed seeing each other once again. But as we jumped off to different conversations, we kept the television on the CNN channel where the burial of Pope John Paul II was televised. What’s amazing about it was the conversation suddenly stops and we would just end up watching the ceremony....as if we were gathered together for a reason…to see the pope as he will now live forever in the presence of God.

journal 101

"No one can ever know me.
No one can ever see me.
Seems you're the only one who knows what is like to be me.
Someone to face the day with.Make it through all the mess with.
Someone I'll always laugh with.
Even at worst, I'm best with you."
(from the song "I'll be there for you" by the Rembrandts)

All I ever did for this day was organize the clothes that I need to bring to the states. Yes. I'll be taking a two-month vacation there with my mom, my grandmother, and my sister. I'm so psyched to see my sister again!! Anyway, while I was folding the clothes I'll be bringing, I was also watching "Friends" at the same time. For the past weeks, I already watched almost five seasons over and over again. I know. Some people might even think of me as a freak who really should get a life. But even if I watched the episodes for the umpteenth time, I still end up laughing as loud as I can.

The fact that these six people (in spite of their annoying habits and weird personalities) still want to be together for so many years is the best thing about the sitcom. It reminds me of my highschool and college friends. I love having close friends. Its fun to even have nonsense conversations and you're just going to end up laughing about it. Some people might say its difficult to find true friends in this world. I think they're wrong. Whenever I feel comfortable being myself with somebody new, that's when I feel that there something special about this person. Sure, you can't get all the people whom you want to be friends with all the time. I, myself, weren't accepted by others. But if you just keep looking and getting to know different people from school, organizations, and the like, you'll end up having yourself a friend. For me, it's one of the best treasures in life. Having amazing and true friends are already enough for me to survive whether it may be academic, social, or personal problems...I know there's always someone there to back me up.

Now, I have been searching websites or even books about special education. I am thinking whether I am going to continue to major in Math or to prefer Special Education instead. Sometimes, I can't help myself from thinking that I'm not competent enough to be a Math major. That I'm probably in the wrong field. It's not that I'm insecure of my abilities. It's just that I finally admitted and accepted the fact that maybe Math is not meant for me. Sure I passed (averagely) most of my exams..but I didn't even bother checking the answer key. As long as I passed the test, I don't even care where I made a mistake. Suppose I haven't entirely understood the lesson, I'm just going to say to myself that I already pass the exam so why would I even care. See. The thought of hearing myself saying these things worries me. It's a good thing that I'll be going away for a while. Somewhere that I can reevaluate myself. I hope that everything goes well before it's too late. I just don't want to end up teaching something that is not really meant for me.