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YSunday, August 05, 2007 ; 7:24 PM
the love i want ;
is the love i cant have
Waha!! I would like to share my assignment to all.. Well, its not yet finish pero gusto ko siyang ipost sa blog ko.. hehehe.. I did not include the last part because the last paragraph was TOO personal.. wee!! ^.^ but I do promise, maganda ang last part niya.. hek3.. hmm.. feel ko may mga wrong grammar ako.. wehe.. pgpasensyahan niyo na.. rush lang yan.. ;)

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I was born on 19th of May 1989 in Caloocan, second of the three siblings. I grew up in Quezon City not until we moved in Parañaque then to Las Piñas. My Father, Valeriano Veloso Jr. the eldest son in a family of two sons and two daughters.

My Father worked for the Philippine Philharmonic Orchestra at the Cultural Center of the Philippines, as a Violinist. My mother, Escolastica Bajamundi, fourth of the six siblings. At the time of my birth she was working as one of the commercial advertisements.

I was raised as a brat by my parents; all the material possessions I wanted are all given to me. My parents don’t expect anything from me like being great in everything, they just want me to enjoy life and at the same time doing well with my studies. I never imagined myself having a goal or ambition in life not until I am in High School.

My life changed when I met this boy. A confidant, a lover, an enemy. He usually describes himself as tall, dark and handsome but for me its the opposite side. Short, sharp-witted, yes, he is dark as well. He is one of the reasons that made me who I am today. We started as “fillermates” (communicating on each other using cattleya fillers.) until our friendship grew to the next level. Even though things didn’t end up very well, we remained mutually. There are times that we fought and promised to forget each other, but faith leads us back together. With numerous disputations we had or even our rise and downfalls, never did we abandon each other. Maybe a part of transition in our relationship or a part of me which cannot accept that what faith wants us to be is to remain friends and forever friends.

When I become a college freshman, I began looking my purpose in life. Many questions bothered inside me; what do I really want to be? Am I a better person? Am I good enough? The questions I keep on baffling myself when I am not satisfied with my own self. I thought that having many friends will help you do great things but instead, they can be the one that pulls you down from ascending. That’s how I become a recluse from the society. Anger rises as my friends took advantage of me; the meaning of a friend gives me the antipathy and the vision of cynicism to all.

As I think, seek, and alter my whole self, I become more eager in being perfect. I can see how my friend soars through and through in achieving his dreams while I was being left behind. I tried to be the best of the best.

At the age of 17, I started having interest in working. It was the final week of March that I began seeking a job. I entered as a freelance writer for two months but as classes began I stopped working to focus on my studies. Because of the pressure and insecurity I have with him yet again, I search for a different career. With the help of my cousin I entered in the field of modeling, a body image model in Saikou Talent Agency. This time I knew that what I am doing is what I really like.

I wanted to blame him of what I have become. There are times that he made me feel useless, and unconsciously trampling my whole individual. In a way I want to prove something but I did, realizing that my search of purpose had become more meaningless because what I am doing is not for myself but to compete and prove something that I was and never will be left behind more likely as to revenge. Yet, I want start from scratch to search my real self. (besides, changing for others won't do me any good..)

pEoplE mAde mE cRy 0

mAkE mE crY











DISCLAIMERY ;

About me:
 ¼ Chinese (Father) ¼ Spanish (mother) & ½ (Filipino)
 Can sometimes be a pain in the ass
 Paranoid
 Kind
 Picky
 Loves pets (especially cats)
 listening to music, watching movies and eating are my passion
 guileless
 Creative w/ such things (haha!! Especially when it comes to gifts)
 hates being imitated
 friendly
 juvenile
 Can understand Korean, French and Spanish… partially..
 an athlete
 loves reading books and magazines
 Moody
 Nosy
 Loves to discover new things
 Loves taking pictures
 Designer
 Easily pleased
 IMPERFECT!!



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monokuro boo stuff toy
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new clothes.. again
a very cute hand bag
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