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je t'aime

Can you imagine what would happen if we could have any dream? I'd wish this moment was ours to
own it and that it would never leave. Then I would thank that star that made our wish come true.
'Cause he knows that where you are is where I should be too. If this was forever, what could be better?
We already proved it was. We're gonna make everything in our whole world change.
Right here, right now.. I'm looking at you and my heart loves the view... cause you mean everything.
Right here, I'll promise you somehow, that tomorrow can wait for some other day to be.
Right now, there's you and me. Je t'aime, I love you.

biography

I fell in love ♥
18/05/09

Name is never to be given out on internet. Rule set by loving parent. Oh who am I kidding? So yes, my name’s Jeneva. Most call me Jen and I most prefer it that way, thank you very much. Some call me Jenny. My dad calls me Neng. Until now, I never knew how that came about. I have a much much longer name but I'll leave it as it is for the sake of internet safety precautions... but on second thought, not that many people read this crappy blog... at least I don't think so.

Emotional is my middle name. Well, not really, but you know where I’m getting at. I cry at literally anything. Whether it’s happy/sad/sweet/ridiculous/pathetic, yep, I tear up. I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with me. I should get my tearducts checked, shouldn’t I? They’re uncontrollable it’s not even funny.

Sibling is fortunately one and only but that does not mean that she couldn’t be considered an endangered species and taken away, in case one of these days I go psycho, kill her, and then she becomes lost to the world. If I had 3 words to describe her: violent, rowdy, noisy. Mind you, she’s only 7. Keywords are ‘she’ and ‘7’.

Music is something I love. Of course, who doesn't? I'm not the kind who listens to anything, everything though I must admit. I cannot stand rock/hip-hop. Well, if it's John Mayer-esque rock, I'd love it. But if it's AC/DC-esque rock, I'd probably don't. Yeah, I'm picky. Being in my church choir, of course I love gospel music. Pop, Soul/Blues... yup. I think my dad plays a huge part in how I came about liking only those genre of music. The fact that I grew up in a Filipino community where we consider soprano-type voices fan-flippin-tastic doesn't help either.

TV is one thing I never have time for. If I'm lucky I may be able to watch a few shows a week. Other than that, I basically don't watch it. I know it exists. It just doesn't exist in the places I want it too. For me, it has always been the internet. Seriously, I cannot go a day without switching my computer on. I guess my so-called addiction on graphic design doesn’t help. Neither does knowing that there are awesome people waiting for me at Archuletafans.com, Team Archie and ZF. Besides, without the internet, how the heck could I act all Mission Impossible (in this case, possible) and find juicy stuff regarding Zac and Vanessa's relationship? Cyeah, I thought so.

Actors are people I have total respect for. I honestly can't imagine having a camera shoved in my face while I'm trying to do something that everyone else does. Besides, some of them are so good it’s just amazing to me that they can revert back to being normal people when they're roles are all over. I don’t know, being an actor is just not my forte. It’s funny how people say I could be an actress. After reading this paragraph, think again.

I find fan-girling insanely embarrassing but that hasn't stopped me yet. That's about it. True, my opinion about fan-girling isn't much of a clincher but hey, no one actually reads this part.

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i'm wishing...

to see you again.
for a Singapore vacation.
for that dress in Just G.
~~for that striped shirt + vest in Just G.~~
~~to meet David Archuleta.~~
~~for a Build-A-Bear bear.~~ Thank you so much Kyle for Jr. ♥
for that "Shield of Faith" necklace.
for John Mayer's guitar string bracelet.
for John Mayer's Delux "Continuum".
~~for John Mayer's "Room For Squares" album.~~
~~for John Mayer "Where The Light Is - Live in LA" DVD/CD.~~
for the "High School Musical 3" album.
~~for the "High School Musical 3" DVD.~~
~~for a proper iPhone case.~~
~~for a laptop/Tablet PC.~~
~~for a docking system for my iPhone.~~
for that "Live In Love" leather bracelet.
~~for that locker-type case to keep my albums.~~
~~for new jeans.~~

Monday, June 8, 2009, 9:47 PM

life at home

Yeah, back to real blogging now, cause some people are complaining that my posts are too mushy haha (; Don't blame me for being... *cough* moving on! Okay, so, the past 3 weeks or so had been uneventful but there are some revelations here and there. The temporary house we're currently living in, before we move into the condo next year, has been okay I guess... but I swear, this house has so many complications, from the paint job, to the light switches, to the lack of AC (haha), to the small kitchen (mom's complaining), to the super dirty backyard... you name it. Dad says we just have to bear with it. Oh, I am.

So, I've finally got a stable school. My old school, but the Las Pinas branch. I think I'm moving to the Greenhills branch when we move into the condo next year. The exam was scary. It was hard! And the paper was from where? Stanford University. Yes, that Stanford. The interview was interesting... instead of asking me about school and my grades, I was asked about hormonal changes, crushes, and yeah... awkward much? But yeah, I got in. My score in the exam was 2 grades higher than the passing grade. I was suppose to just pass for Grade 9, but I passed for Grade 11. I guess I had nothing to worry about after all. I love my school uniform though, and we have a prom next February, an Acquaintance party this July, a Christmas Tableau this December, a Formal Dinner next February... yeah, the activities are interesting. But gosh, I have 14 subjects.

Anyway... I've been nothing nowadays. Just watching mushy movies, telenovelas... that's prolly where I got my mushyness. I miss it there in Singapore. It's so different here. For one, if there's a thunderstorm, school's cancelled just like that haha! Not that I'm saying that's bad, but that's one of the differences. Everything here has a prepaid, like seriously. And it pisses me off. Internet, Landlines... there's a prepaid for it gosh. And the internet I'm using write now's prepaid, it's making me bankrupt.

I can't remember anything interesting that I've done... prolly cause there are hardly any interesting events haha. I guess I better go now, I'm on a 30-min limit... stupid prepaid haha. So, i'll blog again real soon, before school starts, which is on the 15th. After that, I'm not so sure cause our normal curriculum time's from 7.30am to 4pm. So, we'll see. Till then. I love you all.

gosh, I miss you.