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Name: Jenavee
Country: Philippines
Metro: Manila
Birthday: 12/26/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: These words describe a concrete idea of my being: poetry, music, art, nature, grace (?), internet (hehe ^_^), wisdom, knowledge, God, harp music, rock and classical, language.
I love travelling.
Oh well.
Expertise: hmmm. For now, I like creating poetry. Sometimes I sing. I listen to music, or I create them. I also do some art (if my mood will allow me), and I also dance... in my room... alone. with no one seeing me.
Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
9/26/2004
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| Putting aside my wisdom tooth (that's been bothering me for some time, uuuuuuuuuurgh  ), here's some updates from me. But first,
:suddenly stands straight:
the purplepixiepoo campaign! >=(
I personally campaign for her because I believe the contest won't be a contest without her. 
Here are some of the pictures that I personally picked for this.
(Haha, just for the laughs... If you noticed, she took the picture above with the camera upside-down! Heehee, cute!)
Oh yeah... She definitely knows how to showcase that dress. Haha, I'm no model like her, so I don't think I can do what she does.
Please vote for my candidate, purplepixiepoo! Just go here and tell them you're voting for her, she's the most beautiful person in the world, that she's so pretty you'd visit Philippines and stalk her everyday...
Okay, just kidding about the stalking stuff... H-hey, stop looking so seriously! You stalk her, and I'm gonna kick your balls! 
Oksy, so here's my little update.
I'm in the process of writing this story that's been brewing in my mind ever since maebemaebenot, along with The Xanga Team, smacked me with a French Fries Mini. I'm going to post it when I've finished writing it.
Oh, and kvdubs, I was going to post a Happy Banana picture, but the internet doesn't give Justice to the beauty of the fruit. I'm thinking of making my own picture of it, if you don't mind.
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| Happy Potato!IF you wanna see the happy potato, scroll down and ignore the rant. Anyway, I just wanna rant. Rant rant rant, oh lalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
(Wow, I never run out of things to write here.)
What's so wrong with letting go of a commitment? What's so wrong with admitting that I cannot do it anymore? And who are these people who tell me that I can do more? Who are they to tell me what I should do? Why can't I just peacefully say that I can't commit anymore?
I can't commit myself anymore. Okay? And how was I able to deduce that conclusion? Well, it's easy:
- When I stopped being motivated on the things that I do for them
- When I started making excuses on not being able to do my responsibilities
- When my priorities changed (i.e. they're not a priority anymore)
- When I actually said to myself, "I quit".
Seriously, who are they to tell me who I am, what I can do and what I want? I've tried to understand them, but what I don't get is their selfishness. For once, I want to think about myself, not them. Why can't they understand that? I'm not getting any fulfillment in what I do anymore.
I can't commit anymore.
I can't commit.
What's so hard to comprehend there?
And now, a happy potato! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! 
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| Rugby SongsToday, I got pissed off at him.
I just stormed off because of something really petty, but I guess I can't help it. 'Cause in real life, when I'm serious, it -never- helps to joke around. When I'm serious, I'm dead serious. You -don't- joke with me. I do tend to throw things around. And today, I just did that inside the classroom.
Ehhhh. I never expected that to happen, though. I didn't even expected my negative reaction, nor the little tantrum.
Oh well, we learn something everyday about ourself.
So today, because I sent you another unhappy Lala Aura, I will now try to entertain you. Here's a Rugby Song for you all. 
Come Away My Love With Me
Come away my love with me,
To the station lavatory.
There is an expert there who can
Fill up three times the glittering pan.
The happy youth has no idea
He's suffering from diarrhoea,
Expelling clouds of noisome vapours
A fortune spent on toilet papers.
He tranquilly pursues his art
And shakes the building with a fart
O come away my love with me
To the station lavatory.
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| Let me entertain you.And yet again, let me tell you about my aspirations.
I wonder if I am able to entertain you with the little Audioblogs that I do. Especially the ones where I sing. I post them with 3 purposes in mind:
- To entertain you.
- To know what the "public" thinks of it. It's my little experiment. Sort of Research Marketing.
- Erm, to entertain you.
Right now, I am finding ways how to make my resignation on my org acceptable. I don't know how I will make that happen, though. I want to push my plans right now, but I am stalled from doing them because of my org. They say it's "time management" problem, but then again, if you're preparing for your future, wouldn't it be wise to put your whole effort on it?
I am determined. I do want to entertain you.
My fall-back plan would be this business prospect that I showed you days ago. It's my brain child. My baby. It would be my source of income to make my plan stable.
And no, I'm not vying for Law School. I hate Law School. I just want to prove to everyone that I don't need a title to "gain respect" and "be successful" in life. I want to show them that that's not the only way. I want to be that pioneer in our clan. I want to blow their minds to the fact that title isn't everything. 'Cause I attest to that. Me being the VP of our org is really nothing. Titles are biased little pedestals that creates the illusion that one is better and higher in "status" than many other people.
I hate it. HATE.
So there. I hate sending hate auras to everyone, and yet again I fail. Ehhh. Here's a beautiful banana split for everyone.
Well, I guess it's big enough for everyone.
Anyway.
I know this is way off the topic, but I smell too good right now. Is that a bad thing?
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| People say smoking is a choice. But if you’re addicted to something, doesn’t that rule.....out choice?
I hate Truth questions. They give out leading and biased questions that is not openminded enough to be answered in different perspectives. Oftentimes, they just provoke quarells and agravate misunderstandings. I really do wish they'd stop doing this. It's getting in my nerves. I just answered this Featured Question, you can answer it too! | | |
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