ALyXaNdRiA_BaRBiE (the Sexiest Spy of the Underworld)
"It's the good girls who write in a diary, the bad girls don't have time. Me? I just want a life I am going to remember, even if I don't write it down." Wednesday, July 28, 2004 Time, 4:06 am
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People would be very shocked if they hear me talking about God and religion this way. It just isn't my style... my facade just doesn't seem the religious type. But I want to share what I know and feel. I feel very grateful that God is always there for me. I feel very blessed that He has given me talents and skills that I can take pride in. I feel proud that He has given me intellect and freewill to help me decide about my future and help me cope with daily tasks. I feel very humbled that He has given me very good opportunities and all the second chances I have needed... there are times when I'm too stubborn and too strongwilled to see them, but I am thankful that He has made me, grateful that He has shown me the way. I am especially grateful that God listens to me when I pray. I talk a lot and I complain a lot, yet I know He's there... listening... always. And I'm glad He listens, it has always made me feel better after I've shared my problems and joys with Him. When I talk to God, I can feel every burden I carry being lifted. Honestly. I am not a very religious person. I have missed a lot of Sunday masses and sometimes, I forget to pray, but I believe in God and I know He's always there for me when I need Him most and I am very thankful for that. Do you believe in God? Saturday, July 24, 2004 Time, 5:56 am
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Why Men Are Just Happier People What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be president. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO T-shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut in a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental -- $100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. One mood -- all the time. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend. Your underwear is $8.95 for three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original colour. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck. You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. One wallet and one pair of shoes one colour for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a moustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes. No wonder men are happier! Time, 5:39 am
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I think the people who have watched "The Sea Prince and the Fire Child" will agree with me when I say it was one of the loveliest and most endearing animes ever made. The tale was spun with such magic and beauty that I still think about it until now. It is the story of the two lovers, Syrius, the water child, and Malta, the fire child. It is a story about love, friendship, the importance of family, ideals and determination, with a touch of adventure. (Syrius and Malta) The anime tells of the forbidden love story of Syrius, the Sea Prince, heir of Oceanus, the King of the Sea, and Malta, the fire child, daughter of the Queen of Fire, Hyperia. Of course, what is forbidden is always interesting and sweet. Anyway, I digress. The story begins, as legends go, a long time ago when the King of the Sea, Oceanus, and his sister, the Queen of Fire, Hyperia,are brought apart by the web of lies which the Lord of the Winds, Algaroc,spins between the two. The hurt goes so deep and the chasm so wide that the siblings have forbidden the fire children to play with water and the water children to never go under the sun, or there will be recriminations. (Oceanus) (Hyperia) (Algaroc) The anime starts with the coming of age of Syrius and Malta. Oceanus gives Syrius the responsibility of watching over the ocean and the beings living in it, and of taking care of the Eye of Algaroc, which was taken to subdue its owner, and forbids him to cross the forbidden zone. Like I said, people are always drawn to what is forbidden. Anyway, Syrius crosses the forbidden zone and reaches the surface where he sees Malta guarding the Holy Flame, the flame that indicates the boundary between the fire people and the water people. It doesn't take long for the two to realize that they have fallen in love, an unhappy fate for both of them. They try to seek answers to their main question, why they can't be together, and Aristurtle shares the story of the two siblings' quarrel. He also tells them about the star where water and fire children can live happily ever after and can be reached through the flowers of the Calia plant that blooms during the eclipse at the Hill of Elysium. Syrius and Malta considers this as their only recourse since she finds out she will be crowned the next queen when the sun shines after the eclipse and she will never see Syrius again. The two agrees to meet on the hill during the eclipse to catch the flowers that flies to the stars. Hyperia finds out about Malta's relationship with the water child, Syrius, when she has been negligent of her duty and lets the Holy Flame die. She has been imprisoned but she escapes with the help of her friend, Piale. (Piale and Malta) Syrius has not been doing his duties as the Prince of the Sea and as a result, chaos erupts in the kingdom. When he admits his love for the fire child, Malta, Oceanus has him imprisoned. The time of the eclipse comes with Syrius having no way of escaping. Malta makes her way to the hill and waits for Syrius there as she watches the Callia flowers blooming and flying to the stars. Malta tries to hold on to some of the blooms but she is powerless to stop them. She is deeply heartbroken when the last of the Callia flowers are gone and there is still no sign of Syrius. With the help of his friend, Bibbles, Syrius manages to escape from his imprisonment but is too late because the eclipse has already passed and the Callia blooms are all gone. Syrius is heartbroken when his friend Bibbles is hurt. Bibbles has helped him escape by giving Algaroc his eye to wake him from slumber and shake the bowels of the sea. Syrius is blinded by the incident when his prison breaks with the force of Algaroc's power. With determination, he makes his way up to the hill where Malta has transformed and is being crowned as the new queen. Malta sees him and asks him to go because she thinks it's already too late for the both of them. She is now the new queen. Syrius is drawn to Malta's voice and keeps on going, unaware that the sun is glaring brightly. Malta warns Syrius not to come any closer but as he progresses, he gets under the heavy rays of the sun and dies. He falls off from the hill. Malta cries and releases all the pent-up rage and sorrow inside her as she holds Syrius' lifeless body in her arms. She decides then and there that if Syrius has died because of the sun, she should die in the water so she can be with him. She flies to the ocean carrying Syrius' dead body after which Oceanus appears and holds both the dead bodies of Malta and Syrius in his hand and raises them up to heaven where their souls fly to their star and live happily ever after. Friday, July 23, 2004 Time, 4:29 am
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I have always loved cartoons when I was a kid. I think every child does. I still view a number of cartoon shows until now. But I can't help thinking that the cartoons I've viewed when I was a child were better than the ones I've viewed now (with the exception of the disney fairy tales, of course....I still think they're great). I'm an '80s child and I had been such a total TV freak. I've even memorized bits and pieces from the cartoon shows I've viewed back then. Anyway, I would like to post my favorite cartoons on my blog. I'll think of this as my way of reminiscing about my childhood. I'll start with "The Sea Prince and the Fire Child." I will be putting new ones daily if I have nothing better to do! :) Ciao! Thursday, July 22, 2004 Time, 4:50 am
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Isn't he just downright gorgeous? :) Mela taught me how to post pictures on my blog earlier.... Ugh!! I am such a total retard and technologically challenged. Anyway, I can't just have a blog devoid of any Prince William pictures, so I decided to put one. :) Kiss! Kiss! :) Wednesday, July 21, 2004 Time, 4:20 pm
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I just finished watching the movie "Imelda" with my friends. It was a video documentary about the former first lady, wife of the late strongman Ferdinand Marcos.
Man, it was really enlightening. I don't want to sound like a traitor to my people and I don't want to imply that I've forgiven what she and her late husband did to my countrymen, but I just want to say that I kind of understand her for being what she was, and is. Not because I'm also from Leyte, but because I was also thinking, that if I had become the wife of the most powerful man of the regime, I would also want to buy beautiful things, expensive jewelry, beautiful clothes made of great quality, designer-labeled shoes and travel to wonderful places. I love art, I love music, I love dance..... and that's something I want to share with people..... and she brought it into the country. But that's how far my understanding goes because in my entire life, I can't believe I've ever known a woman as vain and self-centered as she was and is. She gave an entirely new meaning to the phrase, "vanity, thy name is woman." She really exudes vanity, in the classic sense of the word. I wonder what kind of books she'd been reading when she was a kid (maybe Greek mythology that centered on Venus or maybe Medusa before the curse) but it really made her way obsessed with "beauty." She's too.....vain for words, but the thing is, there's something about her that makes people want to gravitate to her, be her friend, hate her, admire her. She actually said in the movie that she's not smart..... but I don't think that was the case, for her success and her failure indicated otherwise. I didn't know whether to laugh or snort when she said "When I see ugly things ... like garbage or dirt ... I just turn my head the other way." I think that was her downfall. She never really understood that beauty comes hand in hand with ugliness and sometimes, people have to deal with it. She was just absolutely, positively clueless about the real world. In the documentary, she said things that made her seem like a child playing dress up and joining the grown ups for dinner. But she exuded strength that I never deemed she possessed. Imelda's main problem, I think, was her lack of compassion. She treated people like her subjects and if they didn't conform to what she thinks was their role, she turned her back on them. That's how she treated the people living in poverty. She treated them like dirt. And since those people qualify for what she termed as ugly, she turned her back on them. And that was a mistake, because they needed her to think of their needs too. The people needed a role model that always extends a helping hand and she came in lacking with the latter. I had been wondering though, on my way home, that if ever I get the chance to talk to her, I really want to ask her: "If you were to go back in time when you were the first lady, would you have done everything differently?" Time, 3:32 am
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Invictus
By William Ernest Henly Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how straight the gait, How charged with punishment the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul. |
Hi! I'm: ALyXa BaRBiE :) (people who are really close to me call me Jinji), 26 years old and an eternal Peter Pan
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