Journal Entry: The very last.... i think

As for my last journal entry, I would write something that's good...... or maybe not. Still, like as always, I don't know what to write. I'm not in the mood for writing something anyway. Or am I? 

 I'm really nervous of the VPA concert which is gonna happen tomorrow and the day after!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Even, if I'm still prepared of what music i'm gonna play, i'm somehow just nervous. I couldn't think of anything else to write........ I don't know wat to write. and at the tournament, my team ended up 2nd place. Couldn't think of anything else. I don't know what to write now, since summer is getting closer. Now with that coming, I could just sit back and relax.

Journal Writing

Today, I'll talk about the future and what will it look like in my mind. I think that it will look like floating buildings with floating cars and....... you know what I mean. And then there will be floating food and floating people, floating everywhere....

Anyways, the YBA Playoffs is at Saturday, 1:30pm to 6:00pm, at JIS, New Gym (lower) to people out there who want to come. Speaking of the Playoffs... actually, nevermind.

So.... (so bored......) I couldn't think of anything else to write...... so bored.......

Journal Writing: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Today, I'm gonna write about........ uh....... let me think. Aha! I'll write about Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! Today in Drama class, we watched Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (which was the older version by the way) and it made me so hungry! The wafers, the chocolate bars........ ugh, I'll feel sick after 5 bars I think. But we only watched halfway (to the part when Charlie discovers that he has the golden ticket); and I like the newer version of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory because it has better graphics. But still, the old one was actually pretty good. Well, I think that's all I can tell you. Uh..... (how do I wrap this up?)..... ummm..... well, see ya down the road.

Journal Writing: Sick!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry bout the last journal writing i wrote. it sounded crazy and I'm not gonna try to make a think, think, think part 3 to all of you who hated my previous journal writing and I'm saying sorry to the people who loved my previous writing. Anyways, I think I'm  gonnna write what i did when i was sick. Starting from the day before, after spanish class, i felt really sick so i went to the nurse. they said that i had tonsilitis( which i kinda normally get when im sick). Tonsilitis is this illness where your tonsils hurt ( that wobbly thing that hangs above your tongue just like in the cartoons and when Buck from ice age 3 was holding on that thing to get out of rudy's tooth) and you get fever too. my mom told me to gargle with this glass of salty water and to drink ginger and lemon water. day 2 or tuesday, my fever was gone but my tonsils hurt really bad more than the one in the first day. I asked nick wats the homework and then i did the homework like as usual except i didn't complete all of them and then i rested a bit and then slept. day 3 or today, I felt completely well!!!! and that's how I ended up sitting on this blue chair, with my hands on the laptop in q2 in middle school in cilandak in jis in jakarta in java in indonesia in southeast asia in asia in the world. actually, it isn't that wobbly thing but it is between its two sides.

Journal Writing: This is too crazy ( AKA Think,think,think part 2)

Whoa!!!!! I made 7 touchdowns at touch rugby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Is it awesome or what? Well, that's my update and I think I'll be writing bout............. uuuuhhhhh............... uhhhhhhhhhh............... I don't know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well at least I thought of the same title. Uhhhhh........... uhhhhhhh........... uhhhhhhhh............. I don't know what to write in my journal entry. Maybe I'll write about why I can't write things in my journal entry now! It's because i can't think of anything. hmmmmm.... or maybe it's because all of them are secret...... I can't tell whether it's the first or the second. Hey! I got an idea, I'll write which choice is better choice 1 or 2! hmmmmmm........ I don't think that will work. Hey! I got an idea, i'll write about why things don't work! Maybe it's because they're sometimes malfunctioned and........... I can't think of anything now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this is the craziest journal writing ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Journal Writing: Semester Break part 2 (only part of it)

I can't show part 1 because it's classified and the second isn't quite as secret as it is. The semester break I'm talking about is the one last year in October. That time, we landed in the Philippines (I and my dad only, my siblings and my mom are in Indonesia), and my grandpa was waiting outside. Then, we went to his house where my grandma and my uncle and my aunt and my cousin were. They actually missed us! We ate breakfast (It was 6:30 in the morning and we left Indonesia at 2:00) and I played PSP. I can't remember the rest, sorry about that.

Journal Writing: Think, think, think

I don't know what the title would be, and also, I don't know what to write about. I'll try to write about what's going on in my what-I-am-gonna-do thing (Can't think of anything else) because there are events coming up. Like, Interscholastic Basketball tryouts are coming up and I should practice, and there is the movie I'm gonna be acting in. I can't think of anything else. So hard to think!!! Well at least I thought of a title.

Journal Writing: Not Again!

12/1/10
Last year, at the first week of sixth grade, I was totally stressed out. So I went to the counselor and tell her about it. Then, after a month, I felt relaxed and felt normal again. But now, in the second semester, I felt really worried because of the new subjects I'm gonna take. I thought to stop worrying because it didn't happened yet. Anyways, at the first day of the second semester, I looked at the new subjects I'm gonna take and it was Drama and Movement. Not bad. I realized that being stressful can make you too worried but it didn't happen. Now, like in some of the stories or cartoon shows, the moral lesson is to not be worried at all. It's like you're scared of what's inside the closet but you didn't open it. Oh well, looks like that my problems were solved.

Journal Writing: The last week

15/11/09
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Today's the day of the VPA concert, and I'm screwed because I didn't bring my VPA concert uniform. My strings teacher is gonna get mad at me so much, and the performance starts at 1:10pm! Also, my phone ran out of pulsa. If I could just borrow someones phone (hope it has pulsa) and call my mom to bring the uniform, then I'll no longer have problems. I hope that could happen. Anyways, that's the bad news. The good news is that I can't wait for the sem break on friday! I could play Warcraft and spend time with the whole family from the Philippines! It's gonna be awesome! But now, I just have to wait for it and spend time solving my problem. Now that's what I call another problem! Well, I really don't know if it's a problem or not, but anyways, at the VPA concert, we're gonna play this music called Rhythm and Blues. It may look really hard but if you practice it many times, it may sound easy.

Journal Writing

I was thinking about something which makes me really embarrassed and ashamed and that something is "How does it feel like to be short?". I know it sounds awkward and weird but I wanted to find out how it feels like. Here are the good things about it. Being short can make you really sneaky and crafty, for example, Napoleon, he may be a midget but he's intelligent that he looks. Also, being short can be a little funny like this short filipino who's really hilarious at this filipino show. This essay might be awkward but I'm quite fond of writing weird things.The bad thing about being short is that you might beaten at sports, for example, basketball. Well, I think that's the only bad thing, and you don't get bullied at all. Again, I know this essay might be awkward but again, I'm quite fond of these weird things.