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Hailie

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Hailie is a 23 24 year-old girl who moves in the sometimes harsh reality under the name Karen. She loves reading, especially classical books and books written by Jeffrey Archer. She is a self-confessed ham who loves taking the center stage. She loves dancing and singing - but that doesn't mean she knows how to dance and sing. Her never-wavering dream is to become an actress...no kidding. A DVD addict, her favorite shopping places are Quiapo and Divisoria. She also recently discovered St. Francis Square, where she now shops for clothes, shoes, and anything Hello Kitty. Currently dreaming of owning an PlayStation PortableiTouch, pink Moto Razr Okwap i885, a portable DVD player, and the black pink DS Lite. She salivates everytime she sees the still-to-be-released recently-released Sony PlayStation 3 and Nintendo Wii. In love with life, love, and Frank Lampard Brandon Routh Joo Ji-hoon Milo Ventimiglia Daniel Henney (the last item changes from time to time...shifts from Rafael Nadal to Won Bin to Josh Hartnett or whoever). Her ultimate goal in life is to die happy.



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Monday, January 28, 2008

I've been tagged...

Number 1
From Macy: For One More Day
(This was such a long time ago...but I only got around to hearing the song this weekend)

After hearing the "For One More Day" soundtrack, Ordinary Day, Macy threw us this question (the same question Mitch Albom threw to Oprah): "How would you spend one more day, with someone you loved and lost?"

If I'd have one more day with someone I lost, it will definitely be with my Tia Ly. Her death was so unexpected because I always saw her as someone strong and smiling and healthy. It surely came as a shock to me upon knowing that she was ridden with cancer. Because it was my graduating year and - I now have the courage to admit it - because I was then in denial that such a terrible thing can be happening to her, I spent so very little time in the hospital. Yeah, I did pop in every now and then but I never stayed too long in the hospital. Seeing one of the very few people I truly loved and admired lying in bed, helpless, it made me feel helpless as well. That was why back then, I tried to stay away from the hospital as much as I can. But when Tia Ly died, it was heart-wrenching and I suddenly wished I did not clam up at the sight of her weakening body.

If, like Charley Benetto in the book, I was given one more day with Tia Ly, I'd tell her everything I never got around to saying. I will thank her for all the years that she stayed with me and my family, for all the help she unconditionally gave us. I will apologize for being such a brat at times and I will tell her that, eventhough I rarely say it, I love her very much. And that she should be proud for raising three beautiful, responsible individuals.

Not being able to say these words to Tia Ly in person will forever be one of the biggest regret of my life. But I'm sure she can still hear them, wherever she is...

Side note: Mitch Albom's For One More Day is, in my opinion, the best he's written so far. If you want an easy, heartwarming read, this is definitely the book you're looking for.


Number 2
From Hye: How Happy Are You?

You Are 84% Happy

It's unlikely that you know anyone happier than you.
You know how to be happy, no matter what life throws at you.
How Happy Are You?


I wonder where the 16% went? It bothers me, really. Because I like to think of myself as a really happy individual. But there are times when I think that all the happiness is just a way of masking the pain I feel inside. This seems to validate that thought.

But I guess it's better to mask all the pain...it makes life easier to live. And nobody can really be a 100% happy, right? Sadness is still an essential part of life - it makes us appreciate those moments that make us truly happy.


Feeling: Photobucket sleepy
Curled up in bed with: If Only Geri Halliwell
All ears to: All At Once The Fray

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