goodbye michael jackson..

I am not a mj fan, a full pledge fan i believe i am not... i love his songs but i am the fan of his songs... But i am not a fan of mj in person... I have heard about the news that mj died at the office i joked around and said "di yan 220 eh superhuman kaya si michael jackson noh di cya pede mamatay"... But really he is dead and he is not a superhuman no one can bring him back to life. Next day my day was as typical as it is, calls sleep and bum around the usual things i do, when i open up my tv and watch e-news and entertainment tonight the features are all about michael jackson...Even the news on local channels are all about him.. Yada yada yada king of pop. Everybody is talking about him. Even in his death he is really a star.

Last night while i am watching entertainment tonight they are featuring mj memorial and i became hooked by the fact that it is his memorial and watched the said thing until 4am yeah i stayed in late just to watch it. While i was watching the memorial i cant help but cry when some of his friends talk about him at the stage. I was so touched when Brooke Shields talked about mj being a child and he will always be a little prince on her heart... I was also touched by the story shared by one of his brothers mj sneeking out to buy something at the store wearing make up and stuff so he will never get notice at that time mj only wants to be a regular kid.. mj wants to live like what other kids do... yes he have lived a lavished life, he have so much wealth but upon hearing the stories during the memorial i can say that he have been deprive of the simple things in life that he wants to have... Yeah really you cant have it all...

I was so moved at the end of the memorial when her daugther, Paris gave a message about her dad ... that his dad have been the best father she could ever imagine.. and she love him sooo much... For me that was the most touching moment of the memorial and that ended the memorial of michael jackson...

Yeah i am not a fan.. But it was before, now i can say i am a fan of him... a fan of his life....

Goodbye Michael Jackson, i hope from where you are right now you are happy and you can be the regular guy thatyou always wish you are. No camera. No Crowds. Just you being you and doing what you like..

Stories Behind Storyline: The Shaira Luna Story

It was my typical friday night (typical before my friday night shift at work started). I was scanning the televisions channel for shows that i want to watch at that time. At that time my telly viewing attitude attacks. I personally describe by telly viewing attitude attacks as moody telly watching attack. It means that i am scanning the telly for shows depending on my watching mood. Yeah sometimes what i watch depends on my mood. It happens when i have nothing to watch or if my favorite telly shows are not on schedule.

So i start scanning the telly. Scanning for me is first pressing the remote to check out the channels that i like most. After checking the channels that are my favorites then ill do the usual scan it all mode. I was past 12 or past 11 pm i guess. When i bumped in to this channel. It is channel 34 on my cable provider, it is ABS-CBN News Channel (ANC). My attention was caught because i saw Shaira Luna talking about herself. Shaira Luna the first ever pro-gifted child featured on the promil commercial. I remember her so well. I think i am 2 years older than she is. When i was a little girl probably around 10 or 12 she was that famous. She is like the know it all kid, a whiz kid. Stories and features about her was all over magazines, TV shows, commercials and newspapers. She have a a bright future ahead of her, what more can she ask for. She belongs to a well-off family, she studies at a well known school, she is accelerated because she have an IQ of a genius, she can play the flute, she is a science whiz and the list keeps on going. She is one damn kid a my time. Yeah i envied her. Who will not be envied of this girl she have everything, she is happy and she can be a billionaire in the future.

At storyline she talks about what happened to her. Her career now. And the struggles she have growing up. She is now a photographer, yeah not a scientist or a mathematician as i expected she will be. But she is happy on being a photographer, she said that it is the career that she wants. She is happy on what she do and this is who she is. That made me smile knowing that she have found her real passion. In storyline, she talks about her hardship during her college life, where everbody expect her to be perfect (because she is the promil kid she is pro-gifted). Her professor was surprised when she flunked or didnt have a perfect score on test, they said how can this happen shaira is pro-gifted. But maybe they have forgotten that shaira is human. During her college days she said she experience being a regular human like riding on the MRT and eating alone. Also at storyline she tackled how is her realationship with her mom. She said that her photography was never appriciated by her mom and she is glad that her mom is now in the states and she is living now with his boyfriend.

Watching shaira tell his life story at storyline made me think that really someone cannot have it all. And i am happy that shaira have found what she really likes doing. She have found her passion which is photography. I have seen samples of her shots, Oh wow she is really good. Toast to you shaira. I hope and wish that you keep on doing what you like most and always be happy. And may God Bless you always.

Now every week my friday night telly watching have changed. Now i have this schedule of watching storyline at ANC. I recommend this to everyone who loves watching sensible and great documentaries. I was produced by one of my favorites Patricia Evangelista, who is also a very good writer. If i am going to rate storyline from 1-10 being the highest i will give it a perfect 10. For showing the lives of real lives of people, because not only the likes of shaira luna are featured in the said documentary also lives of normal people. (they even have a story of labandera.) Every week they feature 3 stories so really it is a must see. Kudos to the producers and staffs behind storyline, great job guys. Thank you for making documetaries that are really to be proud of.

Blood for Baby Benjamin

March 9, 2009... I am on my 2-10 pm duty at the ospital ng cabuyao operating room when i heard the story of baby benjamin. Baby benjamin is a newborn in the neonatal intensive care unit of the hospital who is in need of blood donation. Baby benjamin is confined inside an incubator because of his health status. His mother is only 18 years old, and no one in the family in that moment can give the blood needed by baby B. The staffs inside the operating room at that time tackles on who will give blood to baby B. Baby B needs type O blood, which fortunately is the same as my blood type. So i have volunteered myself as a donor.

For an added information, I myself is a Red Cross donor. I support the Philippine National Red Cross Blood Donation Campaign. For me donating blood is an honor and it is a great help for other people who really needs blood. As a Red Cross donor i believe that i have helped others to continue their lives. Giving blood is like giving a part of your life to others who needs it much. I am a type O, and one of my goal is to be a Red Cross Galloner (and more! yebba!). One can be a Red Cross Galloner by donating a gallon of blood (Ooops but it doesn't mean that you are going to give that kind of blood at one time it takes a couple of sessions, months or years for others.) or just completing their Red Cross donation card with signs that you have reached the rank of a galloner because of couple of donations.

So 30cc of blood is taken from me directly, using a 50cc syringe. Yeah, a big syringe. Using a syringe for me in the extraction of blood is new for me, because during my previous Red Cross donationa they have this so called blood extraction device ( that's what call it ) where they have this intravenous kit that they use in extracting blood from my veins. But the use of the said syringe doesn't stopped me from donationg for baby B. Because baby B realy needs the blood. The nurse first inserted the syringe at my left arm vein but unluckily no blood is extracted from it. She said that maybe she have hitted the wrong vein. So again another insertion have been done on my right arm vein, luckily she have hitted the right vein, and without a ease she have extracted the needed blood for baby B.

I felt good after the extraction, i have experienced true happiness by donating a part of my blood to a baby who needed it much. After the donation i visited baby B at the neonatal intensive care unit, i look at him and watched him closely. As i am watching i smiled at him and whispered "you will be okay, you will soon be fine and you will grow up as a healthy baby boy". And to my suprise baby B smiled at me, at that time my heart skipped a beat and i have felt happiness. I am very proud to say that an angel smiled at me, its baby B's way of saying thank you and i am very much welcome.

So as you are reading this i am persuading you to donate blood and support the Philippine National Red Cross. Donating blood is an act of kindness, as we donated blood we save lives, lives of others who needed it the most.

To access the Philippine National Red Cross website just follow the link:
http://www.redcross.org.ph/

If you think you don't have the qualities and resources that can help others in saving their lives. Think again. Just a small amount of your blood can make a difference. A small amount can save lives. Be a Red Cross Donor, be a life saver.

His current: the recent GF and me the girl they call ex...

Last night i have nothing to do but watch tv. My day turned out ordinary; washed my clothes, eat lunch, sleep in the afternoon, watch tv till my eyes hurt and keep on texting and texting untl i run out of load. (yeah!) My common text friends texted me; my mom of course, my ampon insan Mikko ( yeah the cute guy from canossa ), my brother and some others who dont need recognition. (OMG) But to my suprise, yeah unexpectedly i have recieved a text from azi.

So now who is azi. For the sake of others who doesn't know azi, she is my ex current GF. Yeah we are now friends, unlike before that we are not enemies nor friends now we are in the frendship status. She ask about how i am, and she have heared from a common friend that now i have a work. I told her about my work, and i am happy that right now have this place i called office. She said she is happy to hear that, and maybe we can see each other sometime maybe have some coffee or just eat out. i said maybe next week, and she said that would be wonderful. After van and i broke up he had azi for a gf. Yeah she is the girl after me. At first i hated azi, cursed her, everytime i hear someone mentions her name as if i am a volcano ready to errupt. But that changed when i have known the real her. She is nice and wonderful, and now i am proud that van choosen her as a new GF. She is into medschool and i am so proud of her. Yeah van found a girl better than me, much better but that only made me feel happy for him atleast he didnt replace me for a good for nothing girl.

I realized that maybe sometimes current girlfriends can be friends to their ex's girls as long as they keep it civil and true. I like azi for van, no hard feelings. am proud of azi, and somehow i wished that she and van will always be happy. From our small talks, and current text marathons azi and i talk about our past and future and how wonderful it is that we are now friends. I guesse what important know is that we are happy on what we have.

The story about my friendship with azi is one example of how friendship and understanding ends one conflict. Now i want to recognize my ex's girlfriends. Since i have learned and felt the feeling of love i have only recognized four official BF. Boyfriends who i love the most and i have love truly. ( if given a chance to get back together why not, but he must be single at that time... you are the best ex bf guys.) They are Mar, Paul, Jan and ivan. Right now i want to recognized and say that they have wonderful and lovely GF's and i hope they will always be happy.

And to the others who have not mentioned. (yeah, may iba pa?) The relationship we had are priceless but i guesse it is not that greater than the other four. But i do hope that you are happy now with your lives.

Yeah current GF's of an ex is not all evil. But some are, some who are really envious of their bf ex some who are not contented about their selves. I am not dropping names now what i am saying is the truth. Almost every girl who have ex's have experienced that. Maybe i do in the past. But now i dont care, because like what i always say. They can say everything about me, i may not look good and i may not have lots of money like them. But i am proud to say that when i am with my friends we dont talk about her about how i hate her i dont care why must i care i am me no matter what. I am happy and contented on who i am, FLAWS AND ALL. I was born imperfect and ill die as the imperfect cherrylyn diamante penalba that i am. I might done something bad in the past, but all of us have dark sides; but sorry i have darker.

But above all of this she cannot be me. And me cannot be her. (oh no never will i want that). Why do people talk about other people; most especially other people flaws and other people failure? For me it is because they want to feel superior to them, they want to show others how perfect they are compared to others. But why? Maybe, maybe basing it to Psychiatric Nursing (thanks sir lester) maybe deep inside them they feel the real inferiority against that person and at that time they or she talks about the negative things and the other peoples failure she is superior. And maybe even do she dont want to admit it there is really envy inside her that want to be released, defense mechanism baby. Also other reasons are one wants revenge, and until now she is not satisfies on the results of her revenge status.

So what i want to say now is. Let us go on with our lives, and live it to the fullest. Be what ever we want us to be. Be friends with friendly people, cherish everything that you have as if it is the last time. We have the right to choose or friends and our friends reflects who we are (so that's it), i am proud to say that i have glenys and she have me. i have vena (akin na din ung mga cute na mn me nya..hehehe) and she have me. I have few people to call friends but know they are true and sincere, azi i know you are and i thank you for that.

On my status right now, I am not successful i dont have a lot of money. My last out of town vacation was years ago. I am living only on my apartment. Yeah i am working, i have wonderful officemates. I am imperfect so imperfect that i have the right to be envy to others. But i am not, and if ever i become envy, i will choose the one i will be envy of. I can say that i am fellingera, i am a social climber; but i am proud of who i am this is me and im so glad and proud i am not you.

THANK YOU GOD FOR MAKING ME CHE! THE IMPERFECT CHE, BUT ABOVE MY IMPERFECTIONS SOMEBODY STILL ENVIES ME. LOVE IT!

a tribute to the master rapper: Francis M.

Last Friday, march 6, 2009 a sudden lost in the entertainment industry happened. Around 12:20 pm the master rapper, the king of Philippine rap passed away. Many grieved, many cried, many felt sad because of the sudden lost. The cause of death is multiple organ failure secondary to leukemia. The master rapper is diagnosed with acute leukemia which is the kind of leukemia that one acquire from his own environment.

After the said death Francis M memorabilia are every where. Everything that reminds us about the master rapper. The "3 stars and a sun" word have been a famous line. But its sad to know that some of this memorabilia's are pirated in nature. Sad to say that even Francis M memories are being pirated by selfish people. I hope that we as buyers must be responsible on choosing what to buy and why we buy them.

Francis Magalona has been one of those people who promoted Filipinism in his own way. He have been called the Man from Manila. He has always been proud of where he came from. One of his dreams is to be known worldwide as a filipino talent. He want other races and nationalities to know that we Filipinos have our own identity, that we are talented and we are proud of ourselves.

The master rapper have been a good example to all of us. I know he will be remebered as the king of Filipino rap. He have inspired almost all of us. Yes Francis M have finished his fight; but he difinitely have a glorious battle. I hope and pray that his memories remains in us that we as simple Filipinos must do our part in helping him continue his legacy; his dream... That we Filipinos will be known as a race of talented, wonderful and intelligent individuals who loves our country, who are proud of our race, a group of people that makes a difference in the world. We are not just Filipinos; WE ARE FILIPINOS.

During Francis M battle against leukemia; he have showned us that there is always hope. That no matter what happens; there is God to help and guide us. (if you want to visit Francis M site at multiply just click this site... http://happybattle.multiply.com/ )
He have been a good example of courage and strength. And until his final moments with his family he have been an inspiration to all of them. The multi talented Francis M have left us; but he is now happy with the God above. He have lived a well lived life and battled against cancer gloriously.

Thank you master rapper. Thank you for touching our lives.

Welcome to the bloggista experience....

I WELCOME YOU TO THE CRAYON BOX! my crayon box... this is my life... the colors that composes me... i am welcoming my self to the bloggista world.. after a long time of planning and wanting to have a blog now... yes now... i have my own blog to be viewed by everyone... basically the blog will be composed of articles about my thoughts and feelings for a certain book, a certain movie, a song or anything that i can talk about... i am a self confessed talkative person... i talk and talk and murmurs even when i sleep... OMG! in the past months many things happened in my life events that have changed and shaped me as i am now.. i am not a perfect person frankly speaking i have done many things in the past that i wished i have not done but at the end of it all,mistakes had made me became me now... i am bad, i am a bad person; i am the one trying to be good and wanting to be bad and so on (Yeah d'sound love em)... i am the one that your mom told you to stay away from... i am devilish when i am angy... but i can be an angel at times...
I know a lot of people yeah knowing many helped me to understand different attitudes of people.. yep i know many, i have hang out with many.. but i only have few to consider as my friends... one of them is my girl best friend glenys (i sooo love you sis)... she is my sorority sister... my dynamic duo... the friend that i cannot live with out... we are not together that often but still the sameness in us is always there... i always thank God for having her maybe God knows that i need somebody like her to helped me realized that i am special in my messed up life... i see myself being her friend until we get old and spending weekends with our grand kids and telling them stories of the adventures we had that nothing can replace....
I am che, cheri, purple... i am cherrylyn.... i am anyone who i want to be.... this is me...
WELCOME TO MY LIFE! WELCOME TO THE CRAYON BOX!
BOOOM!
YOU ARE INSIDE MY CRAYON BOX! SO WHATS YOUR COLOR?