For My Birthday...

Instead of having a big blowout shebang kind of thing, I would like music. Lots and lots of music. Plus some awesome other stuff. ;D
My wish list is:

1. An original VINYL record of Michael Jackson's - Thriller.
2. An original VINYL record of The Beatles - White Album, Penny Lane, Magical Mystery Tour, or Sgt. Pepper and the Lonely Heart's Club Band. [Either one of these would be EXCELLENT]
3. An original VINYL record of John Lennon's - Imagine.
4. Shoes from Stella Luna.
5. An instant film Polaroid Camera [plus film would be awesome].
6. A VINYL record of Nirvana - Bleach
7. A VINYL record of The Velvet Underground and Nico
8. A VINYL record of Kanye West - 808's and Heartbreak Album
9. A VINYL record of Camera Obscura - My Maudlin Career Album
10. A VINYL record of Weezer - Red Album

or you can say screw all of that and get me a Dalmatian puppy. Tee hee. ;D

Mind you this list is going to be updated constantly. Check back for more updates.

Oh what a world we live in...

I'm sure we've all heard of the atrocities on going in Iran. The Iranian government has forced all international news groups to leave the nation. The government thought that it would be a way to keep the protests ongoing silent and within closed doors. They thought wrong.

Iran has the largest community of bloggers in the world. Also, once the Taliban came in, everyone in the nation was given an education. This means that almost every citizen in Iran is literate. This means that they are smart people, they know what is going on and they want an end to it. Many are saying that the presidential election Iran was rigged. A part of me agrees with them, but who am I to say anything about that? I am not a citizen of Iran at all. In fact, I am a teenage girl witnessing these atrocities on the Internet. What does this mean? It means that if the people of Iran are posting the happenings on YouTube[TM] or on Twitter[TM] it means that they are using their voice. Kudos to them for a world wide protest against their government.

What they are doing is something that I find to be very insightful. But, why? Mainly because of their bravery of bringing in a camera to film everything that is ongoing to keep the world in tune with them, to let the world know how terrible things are there. I find that insightful. What I find honorable is that the citizens of Iran are risking life and limb every time they step out their doors for a protest. They risk being shot or beat by the Iranian police. All of these can be seen on the Internet. The citizens are tweeting, they are posting videos on YouTube. It's a viral world now. Getting information from one person to another is faster and easier. Iran is using their voice. They are asking the world for help. And world, I think it's high time that we give them the help that they need.

Well, joy.

Well, today was just the same old thing. Woke up, went to the gym, went home. Just like every damn day I've been here. I need change. I need something new to do. As whiny as it may sound, I am whining. It's extremely unattractive, but this is the interweb! I do what I want. I just wish that there was more to do. For example, go out. And enjoy myself. Hell, last week, I only didn't go to the gym for ONE DAY. ONE DAY. It was Wednesday, I went to the gym every damn day after that. Including Saturday and Sunday. Fuck, this isn't whining anymore, this is just a rant.

I'M GETTING TIRED OF THE GYM. I love it there, I feel in control there, but hell, it's getting tiring. Yoga at 2PM tomorrow. Yay me? Not so sure anymore. I love yoga, I really do. I need a gym buddy. I need a GYM BUDDY. Yes, I have a trainer, but come on, I can't talk to only him! Sides, I think I may be around him to much considering the fact that I well, did something stupid in the car ride home. Let me explain.

So, I'm in the car ride home and I was talking to my sister. She came to pick me up after school and well, what happened was, I was telling her about my conversation with my trainer. My trainer has two kids, different mums. So, I was telling her about how I asked him what he did for father's day. And unknowingly, I spoke and I was talking exactly like him accent and all. Did I notice? HELL NO. Did my sister laugh at me? HELL YES.

GAH.

I need something to do this summer. I can't go on like this ALL SUMMER.

Gosh..

I think I may need to take a break from going to the gym so often. Hahaha. I've been going to the gym daily except for Wednesday. That's the only day I didn't go to the gym. But, I have a gym appointment tomorrow. Ergh. Eh, who cares. Maybe I'll be able to have a Choco Banana from Fruit Magic or go to Jugo Juice after. Then do some grocery at Healthy Options. Yay me!

Grrr.

I've become a snob to other gyms. My only belief is that Fitness First is the best gym in this country. Ergh.

I can't help it! Fitness First is soo awesome.

Why did it get weird?

OK. Things between Babe and I feel awkward. On my end at least. The only reason I'm still calling him "Babe" is because I don't know why. Possibly to hide his identity on the interweb, but I don't personally call him that anymore. I guess the only time I'm actually gonna call him Babe is if we're ever going to be a WE which mind you, is doubtful. Would I? I'm only here for two months, then what? Do I get my heart broken? Do I try and make a long distance relationship of 6000 miles work? We talked a lot about how long distance relationships are doomed for failure. Fuck. That's literally all that is on my mind. FUCK.

You know, I was at the mall today and I was at Gloria Jean's while waiting for the driver to pick up S and I. Well, to say the least, the driver took forever. While I was deciding on my order, in he walks. He's going to the gym. The gym is on the lower level and well, S says, "Amanda look away!" I turn and see him, thankfully he doesn't see me and I run out the door like the biggest damn coward in the whole damn world. How effing pathetic is that?! Seriously. I can't even talk to him properly without wondering WHAT IF? Ugh. I'm gonna go shower. Night.

I don't know if I'm mentally stable. I'd love to be with him though. Even if it would hurt me.

I could really use a hug right now. :\

A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're half-asleep.

So, I had a dream last night. The main star in my dream was Babe. Quel suprise. This is the very first time that he's ever been in my dreams at all. Oh, did I tell you? He found out I had a cigarette and didn't talk to me for several days until I called him properly and told him what happened. All good now I suppose. Now, where were we? Ah, the dream. I had a dream that Babe and I were a couple. And it was nice. He held my hand like a gentleman. Kissed me gently. And, do you know when a guy holds you from behind and wraps his arms around you and locks hands with yours? Yeah, he did that too in my dream. The strange thing is, I liked it. I normally don't see him in that way. And in my brain things are like this. Disney said it, "A dream is a wish your heart makes. When you're half-asleep."

Doesn't that make you wonder? Even in the slightest bit? Yes. No. Maybe so.

Would I really go out with him? I doubt I would. I mean come fucking on in his car, we talked about how long distance relationships are doomed for failure. And now this. Plus fucking Disney is the farthest thing from helpful.

Kaskade on Saturday? Ooer.

Day 4
Went to the gym with S and well, worked out. Yoga was psychotic. I am definitely not used to that kind of yoga. Usually, it's pose, hold, then new pose. This one was non-stop changing of poses. I was like, huwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?! But, overall, a very good workout. Then, my sister and I did cardio for a while. I ran a mile, stopped, then went on a stationary bike and did two miles. Then I went to a different bike, and did another mile. I feel proud. Then, I went home got dressed and went to Greenhills with K and talked a bunch. I had dinner at Yoshinoya. BLECH. But, indulgence and the only one for this year. I wanna be skinny. So, I got home and talked to Babe online about going out on Saturday because I don't exactly want to go to my Grandma's house even though, I'll eventually have too. But, I can leave early. Mean yes, but I want to go out. So, Babe and I might go out and watch Kaskade live in Manila this Saturday at the Embassy Super Club. ;D

Did I mention that he scolded me about smoking? Ugh. But then he told me to stop. And unfortunately he's one of the few people I truly listen too. UGH.

Maybe I can do it in secret????

I feel sore.

So, I arrived in Manila on June 7. Yay me. Right? Possibly.

Day 1
Went to Greenhills with S and had breakfast at Bizu and lunch at Cibo. We hung out there for so long, we even did groceries. Yay us! I miss Trader Joe's, Whole Foods, and World Market. Unimart is so depressing! It is beyond depressing, it is suicidal! No fun colors, friendly employees, or organic/vegetarian food. UGH. So, when I got home, I invited the girls to sleep over. We went swimming and had lots of fun. Yay us again!

Day 2
So, the girls were still here and well, yeah we had fun. Haha. But moving on, after just chilling out here for a while K and I went to the gym while her little sister went swimming at school. Then, I ran on that damn treadmill for hella long. I even did a bunch of other workouts and I am still sore. I wanna go back to the gym!!! Agh. Haha. So, after that I went home and K and her sister went to choir practice. I then passed out at around 9:30PM while waiting for my Mom and Brother to arrive from the airport. They were on business in China. So, my brother comes into my room in the middle of the night to wake me up. So I'm like, ugh. You woke me up. Loser. But moving on, he got me this really cool attachable lens thing. It's awesome. Hard to explain what it is - so I won't explain it at all. I then went back to sleep.

Day 3
Woke up at like 7:14 AM. Chilled out and had a yummy brekkie. Watched TV for so long because I had nothing else to do. I was just really killing time until it was time for me to get ready and go out with Babe. K on the other hand came over unexpectedly. She was crying. Well, we took care of that. I felt so guilty about going out with Babe. I wanted to break my plans with him and just chill with K. But did K let me? No. I felt guilty hanging out with Babe the entire time. Aiyah. So, Babe and I watched Night at the Museum 2 and had lunch at Cibo. I'm vegetarian. They had good food. :D

Who knows what I'll be doing tomorrow. xD

-Manda<3

Summer.

It's summer. It doesn't necessarily feel like it. But, I know it is summer and I'm loving it.

I'm leaving for Manila tomorrow and I'm sad to leave. I made great friends this year and I'm so stable. I was genuinely excited for summer this year - until I found out I was going to Manila.

It's not that I don't want to go to Manila, I do. But, I would've had a better summer if I just stayed here. My friends are going to Great America. I'm missing out on my Forensics Camp with the team.

But, I am going to have a good summer.

I got lots of hugs today at the mall. It made me smile. Especially when I got a hug from my bestest friend who claims he doesn't give hugs. He gave me two hugs. I smiled even wider. I'm gonna miss him the most this summer. Who am I gonna call when I can't sleep? But, there is always AIM and I'll talk to him there.

If I could go out with him, I would. But, he'll never be ready.