I don’t have A favorite memory. I have quite a few. My favorite memories are when I first meet people that end up changing my life, or the moment I figure out that this person is somebody I do care about. Yeah… I lied. It’s not a few. It’s quite a lot. Don’t go by the list I made of my “favorite” people earlier in the year. That’s not updated, and I don’t plan on making an update list anytime soon.

But I guess if I had to pick a favorite memory, then it would be a Wednesday. More than 20 years ago. March 21, 1990. I might not remember anything about this day, but it is technically my favorite memory. That was the day that I was born and met my parents. I might have this horrible situation at home recently, but I’m always thankful for my parents. They try to be there for me whenever they can, and they chose to have me. I don’t think I really need to say anything beyond that.

So this is kinda sad… I don’t remember this for shit. I don’t know when, where, nor to who… Eh. Oh well.

Dreams as in goals, or dreams as in when I go to sleep?

Eh. I’ll just talk about both.

Goals - Open my own restaurant, cafe, and diner. And for it to be successful

Dreams - Ask me everyday if I have a dream and I’ll tell you then. :]

Well today I am wearing blue jeans, a white undershirt, plain black shirt, my Osiris’s, and later I’m going to change into blue shorts so that I can dance. That’s it.

FYI, I say my week starts on a Monday.

It’s going quite horrible so far. So I’m not expecting anything great to come out of it. There are a few times when it made me smile, but overall, this week is blowing so far.

Well 3 days ago, what was in my bag was everything I packed for camp. Laptop, charger, clothes, blanket, etc.

Today, my bag contains my school supplies, my books, and my notebooks. Oh and it has the shorts I’m going to change into later for dance, and my face towel for when I get sweaty.

Arnulfo Serrano, Jr. (†) - Loved him dearly, and a big reason for the move over here in the US. He was my half-brother, but he was the eldest amongst everybody. We all looked up to him, and we all miss him very dearly. R.I.P. Kuya…

John Robert Serrano - He has his own family now. Complete with 2 children. I love my niece and nephew. Taken care of me whenever he can.

Dhonelle Marie Serrano - My little sister. I’ll always love her. I haven’t seen her in person since she was 1, which makes me really sad. But when I get to go back to the Philippines and I have saved up enough, I will spoil my little sister.

Black sweats with a black long sleeve. Sleeves and legs are rolled up. And I’m wearing my Orange/Black/Grey/White Osirus. Around my neck would be the neck bling I got from Riverside Conference. Oh and my glasses. That’s it. :]

My beliefs are quite complicated. But to put it simply, it’s a modified Catholic belief system. I won’t get into details about my beliefs. If you want to know, then get to know me by talking to me. Hopefully you’ll figure it out sooner or later.

September 13, 2009. The day it all finally collapsed.