The impossible is possible tonight.

I know, I know. This entry's over a month old. Forgive me. I just feel like reposting this for the people out there who need some insight. Haha.

Enjoy.




I only had one dance class today instead of the usual four every Saturday so I was able to go home early today. The first thing I did when I came home was take a really long hot water shower. I was unbelievably tired so I just sat there under the pouring hot water.

I thought of the latest problem I have to face. It's been bugging me for days and I don't know if I should do something about it or not. Then I thought of things that made the problem worse.

And with that, I started crying. It's been a while since I've had a good cry. I tried not to concentrate on the problem so that I wouldn't have to cry anymore. A voice told me that crying won't help me solve it at all. I told it that it was the only way for me to let it out without anyone knowing at all. I don't know if it was the right thing to do but I couldn't think much at the time.

I would like to say that I envy water. It's amazing how water just flows down, no holds barred, nothing in their way to stop them. Even if there was something to stop them, water would still find its way around.

But is that really how I want to be? An aimless free spirit that can't be stopped? I don't want to be rushing into things too fast. I don't want to crash and burn. In the fast-paced world we live in, we're all tempted to beat the rush and move even faster. I just need to stop and stay still sometimes. No rock to cause a ripple, no ripple to cause a wave.

I started to trace random patterns in the water with my fingers. I noticed how some patches of water would attach themselves to other patches of water and in the next second, those patches would be all alone again. No strings attached.

That isn't what I want to be either. Being the sentimentalist that I am, there are so many things that mean a lot to me. For example, I wouldn't throw a ratty old teddy bear away because it was the teddy bear I carried with me on my very first day of school. I don't know if the scene with the water just means I should let go sometimes. Even if I don't want to, I shouldn't push myself. This is so easy to type, but I understand how hard it will be to release myself from certain things like a cable car. Sometimes, you're just in it for a ride with the others and then the time you unlatch yourself from the other cable cars, you're gonna have to make your way through the concrete jungle alone.

My immaturity kicks in more than usual. I need to grow up. I can't always look at the world through rose-tinted glasses. Even if it means getting scratched in the process.

For now, I'm just going to live my life as it is with a few modifications. Sure, I'll stay the same but I'm pretty sure that there will be some parts of me that'll be different. I need to think my age, and not as an eight-year-old without any direction. The last thing I want is to be lost in this world and not find a way back.

No one wants to get lost in a sea of unfamiliar faces without anywhere to go or anyone to turn to. It's like getting lost in the mall as a little kid. You see these figures towering over you, in a mad rush, concentrated looks on their faces. You frantically move around with your head up, in search of a face that you have come to find love and understanding in. You find consolation in actually finding your loved one, welcoming you with open arms and keeping you safe from the unfamiliarities of this world.

I know I'm still young. I still have my whole life ahead of me. I still have lots of time to change myself for the better, to influence others to do the same.

I've always been hesitant to do these kinds of things. Most of the time, I feel like I'm saying all the wrong things. There are days when something tells me that people will view me as this kid trying really hard to grow up. But that's not me. It's definitely not me. Like I said before, I'd rather not rush into things. I want to stop and smell the roses before running away from the field.

That's all I have to say. I don't ask for your comments, but if you want to, it's fine with me. All I ask of you is not to bug me with questions asking me what the problem is because no matter how you try to press it out of me, I won't give in. Thanks for listening, I guess. :)

I've only been gone for a few hours and what do I get? A new look for Buzznet. Yaaaaay. 8D

It's serious advertising for MTV but I'm fine with that. At least there's a little color to the homepage now.

That is all, my sweet ducklings. I bid you adieu.

My friend Chikai and I made this because we were bored. :)) You can steal if you want. Make it spread like wildfire on Buzznet. (I'm kidding.) Just don't take out the credit, please. Thanks. :)

theshufflesurvey.
{made by Chikai&Donut. Don't remove this little line of credit. Thanks.}

1) If you stepped on a rock on the beach, what would be the first thing you would say?
A: My Favorite Accident - Motion City Soundtrack. Not really. =))

2) What would you do if you're the only person on Earth?
A: When You're Around - Motion City Soundtrack. What the hell. No one's around. :))

3) If your plane crashed, what would you do?
A: Rough Landing, Holly - Yellowcard. IRONY. =))

4) What does your crush call you?
A: Crushcrushcrush - Paramore. :> :)) (But my Dirty Little Secret answer on my Multiply still pwns. :)))

5) What is the first thing you'd wear in a storm?
A: Sexy Back - Just Surrender. Whutts? :))

6) Where do you want to get married?
A: The Beach - All Time Low. Nice. =))

7) Who is the first person you would call after a car accident?
A: Miss Delaney - Jack's Mannequin. I don't know her. =))

8) What would you do when you failed an exam?
A: I Will Follow You Into The Dark - Death Cab For Cutie. .___.

9) If you wanted to kill yourself, what would be the reason?
A: Guillotine - Urbandub. You're kidding me. =))

10) What do you think of Simon Cowell?
A: I Wanna Love You - The Maine. WTFFF. =))

11) What do you look like when you get up in the morning?
A: Poetically Pathetic - Amber Pacific. Ouch. =))

12) What do you look like at night?
A: Girl Of The Year - FM Static. Yeah, bby. =))

13) If you run away from home, where is the first place you would go?
A: Le Disko - Shiny Toy Guns. Wow. =))

14) What do you usually eat for breakfast?
A: Seed - The Academy Is... I would eat a seed? =))

15) What is the best thing that happened to you so far?
A: The Curse Of Curves - Cute Is What We Aim For. WOAAH. =))

16) What will you name your first child?
A: Call It Karma - Silverstein. WTF. =))

17) What would you bring on a deserted island?
A: Sexy Back - Justin Timberlake. I'M BRINGIN' SEXY BACK! :>=))

18) What's your favorite pizza topping?
A: Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks - Panic[!] At The Disco. Wow. =))

19) What are you thinking about right now?
A: Saturday - Fall Out Boy. Mm'hmm. Right. :))

20) What would you say if you swallowed a chicken bone?
A: Hallelujah - Paramore. HAHAHA. =))

I sigh as I stare at the black almost-shrapnel on my table. I see bits of green, orange and well, more black. Beyond the shrapnel is the object of my grief. A six-sided object with a solid color on each side. Well, that's what it was before. Before I twisted its neck and ripped it apart.

The object? My 40-peso Rubik's Cube. It died a sad death.

I was almost done solving the second layer. One simple right-inverted turn and SNAP. There goes the green and orange piece. I can't even put it back in; it's already cracked from the slot out. I'm like, submerging the cracks in glue right now.

Pfffft. I'm gonna have to buy more glue to stick the little plastic shreds back. .____.

Anyway, change subject. Have you guys heard of a book called Click? No, it's not the novel version of the Adam Sandler movie. It's a novel with ten award-winning authors (like Eoin Colfer. The genius behind Artemis Fowl. Plus, he's Irish.)(Gregory Maguire, the author of Wicked, is on it as well.). I bought it today and I'm almost done with it. No matter how n00b this may sound, it's a really really really good book. The cover's awesome. Lol. :))

By the way, KEITH BARRY. ^:)^ I LOVE YOU. Kidding. :))

Song of the moment: Baby, It's Fact - Hellogoodbye.

I haven't written here in a while. :))

Just a few minutes ago, I uh, "went back in time". I was looking through my Multiply blog and then it hit me. I've been blogging for about two years now. I read my first few blogs and how disgusted I was at what I read.

I was trying to be someone who I wasn't. I tried to act like how everyone else acted. I didn't know crap (am I allowed to say that here on Buzznet? Lol.) about originality. I didn't recognize myself. I followed the trends to the dot and I never made any ideas of my own. I defied punctuation rules too. My blogs were full of !!!!!!!!!!!, ?!?!?? and ................. Being the OC grammar freak I am now, the thought of it disgusts me. O___O

I didn't watch what I said either. I wrote without looking back to see if I had written anything that would offend anyone. I bashed. I insulted. I backstabbed. What was I thinking?

I would love to say that I'm ashamed of my state at that time, but I won't. Without it, I wouldn't be who I am now. Without this little "recollection", I wouldn't know what to correct and I won't change from that.

But comparing my blogs to now my blogs before, I guess you can say that I have well, matured. (Well duh, it's been years.)

Anyway, just in case any of you haven't read my first few Multiply blogs, I've hidden them from everyone's view. Sorry, kids. ^__^

... to a 4-8 year old

Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. SRSLY. Touching
words from the mouth of babes. A group of professional people posed
this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?"
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have
imagined. See what you think:



"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her
toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got
arthritis too. That's love."

Rebecca, 8


"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."

Billy, 4


"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and
they go out and smell each other."

Karl, 5


"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French
fries without making them give you any of theirs."

Chrissy, 6


"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Terri, 4


"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip
before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."

Danny, 7


"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing,
you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"

Emily, 8


"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening
presents and listen."

Bobby, 7


"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who
you hate,"

Nikka, 6


"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it
everyday."

Noelle, 7


"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still
friends even after they know each other so well."

Tommy, 6


"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at
all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.

He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."

Cindy, 8


"My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

Clare, 6


"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."

Elaine, 5


"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is
handsomer than Robert Redford."

Chris, 7


"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all
day."

Mary Ann, 4


"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes
and has to go out and buy new ones."

Lauren, 4


"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars
come out of you." (what an image)

Karen, 7


"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's
gross."

Mark, 6


"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean
it, you should say it a lot. People forget."

Jessica, 8


And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a
contest he was asked to judge.

The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an
elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's
yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy
said,

"Nothing, I just helped him cry"

I love how little kids are so uh, spontaneous. 8D

I don't know what's gotten into me while waiting for ballet today but I just started scribbling things with an orange marker on the back of my yellow Math filler. Just thought I'd share it. :)

Remember those long nights we spent lying under the stars till the sun came up smiling down on us? When we just stayed there, needing nothing and no one else but each other? It seemed like a dream. A dream we were rudely woken up from. As we opened our eyes, you slipped farther and farther away. You drifted off gracefully like you would be coming back.

But you didn't.

You left me alone with nothing but a train-wrecked heart that once beat for you. I thought I couldn't fix it; it was a fact that I lived up to. It was a stain I couldn't wash off.

But all that's changed now. You made me stronger, you made me a better person. I found all the answers to the questions you left me pondering on.



That's it, kids. Sorry, I don't do well with endings. Comments are loved, but aren't really necessary. :)

Hi there. theredcardaudition here. No need to call me by the username; you can call me Donut. [Yes, my nickname's actually Donut.]

I'm not writing this to get attention on this side of the Internet. I have no intention whatsoever to make it big here or something; I'll just let things fall into place. But if I do, well. That's a plus. Lol.

I'm a big fan of all things Fueled By Ramen and/or Decaydance, a TAI fan, a TAI TV tuber, a big Motion City Soundtrack fan, a frustrated photographer who rarely uses flash, a ballerina, an honor student, a confused bystander that doesn't get the point of putting fans on chopsticks to cool your noodles. [That's just odd.]

I love Panic At The Disco. [I know that seemed noob-ified, but that's just the way it is, yo.]

I don't get why so many child stars are screwing their lives up.

I have been around the world.

I listen to almost every genre of music. My iTouch is pretty much a cacophony that's pleasant to the ears.

I'm surprised as to how 7-year-olds are dressing up now - the younger, the slutter [in some cases].

I get really annoyed with sTiCKy caPs and textspeak. Sweet jeebers.

I don't get why people are so blind towards issues like global warming and poverty.


Donut's just your regular decorated emergency.

You'll know more about me as time passes by.