The Heroine from the Royal Sidewalk

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If you met a wo/man who you instinctively knew would be the love of your life, what would you say/tell him/her?

WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE FOR MAKING ME WAIT SO LONG. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY BOYBAND AND TAYLOR SWIFT SONGS I’VE MEMORIZED BECAUSE OF YOU. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY JOURNAL PAGES I’VE RIPPED AND BURNED (LITERALLY) AND WASTED BECAUSE OF YOU. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY MOMENTS I FELT SO MEAN FOR CRITICIZING THE GIRL WITH THE HUGE PIMPLE ON HER RIGHT CHEEK OR THE GIRL WITH THE SO 90’S OUTFIT OR THE GIRL WITH TOO MUCH LIQUID EYELINER AND RED LIPSTICK SITTING AT THE TABLE BESIDE MINE ALL BECAUSE SHE HAD SOMEONE (AND A CUTE ONE AT THAT) TO HAVE COFFEE WITH AND I DIDN’T. OF COURSE YOU DON’T KNOW BECAUSE YOU WEREN’T THERE TO HAVE COFFEE WITH ME. YOU WEREN’T THERE FOR ME, PERIOD. IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT I TURNED OUT TO BE LIKE THIS. AND THERE YOU WERE SOMEWHERE, FOOLING AROUND AND GOD KNOWS WHAT YOU REALLY WERE DOING AND WHO YOU REALLY WERE WITH. YOU ARE SO IRRESPONSIBLE AND SELFISH AND MEAN, (MR. KRABS).

But gawd. You’re so hot. So fine, all’s forgiven. Now give me a hug, you.

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have you ever felt that feeling when you get used to someone in your life but then suddenly he/she just disappears?

Oh yes. Many, many times already that I lost count. Of course it sucks (really, there is no other word for it). At first I thought of it as a curse or something. But eventually I figured that I am not the problem. And neither are they who all of a sudden disappeared. It’s just how it is when it’s not meant to be. I also figured that there is always a very, very valid reason behind every disappearance and that I don’t necessarily have to know every single one of that reason. :)

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What hurts more, saying something and wishing you had not said it, or saying nothing, but wishing you said something?

Oooh, I’ve seen people answer this question before! And majority of them said that saying nothing and wishing you said something is more hurtful. But I don’t know. I think the former hurts more. Because saying something that you will regret later is not only damaging to you, it’s also damaging to the person (or persons) whom you’ve addressed those words to. At least when you keep things to yourself, there’s only one who’s most likely left damaged (even if that one is you). I guess because I’ve always played the martyrdom card (haaay tabangi), I think I’d rather shut up than blurt anything hurtful especially to the ones I care a whole friggin lot about. Oh, I know, I know. I sound so emo right? Hahaha. But yeah. The truth of it all is that I can’t bear hurting others by my words (because the words that come out when I do speak up really sting, I tell you). So I just keep these words to myself and let them hurt me instead.

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If you were gifted with a new ability, what would you want it to be?

Ability to do mental math. Seriously. :|

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who’s your favorite film director?

There are a lot! Can I make a top 5 please? Haha.

1. John Hughes
2. Sophia Coppola
3. Tim Burton
4. Woody Allen
5. Quentin Tarantino

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If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?

Wherever he is in the world, that’s where I want to go. Hahahaha. But seriously, I would give up anything to go to Ireland. There is just something about that country. Sigh. It’s so green and wet (haha) and it’s so rich in culture and it’s the perfect place to be all romantic. Everything about that country is sooo romanticizable, it’s just perfect for me. Plus the Irish are so adorable. Siiiigh. Irelaaaand.

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Do you consider yourself a good dancer?

Looool. You really want me to answer that question? Hokay, I was a “cheerdancer” once, if that makes me feel any better. Although right after I saw my hideous self on local telly, wearing the skimpiest clothes I will never ever ever ever everrrr wear again and dancing like a complete Luna, I hid under a rock for a couple of days because of, umm, humiliation. So no, although I try, I so am not a good dancer. Haha.

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What will be the name of your first child?

First daughter? PENELOPE HELENA (nickname: Penny Lane HAHA). First son? Not so sure yet.

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What was your childhood career choice? You think you’re making the kid you proud with what you’re doing now?

It was my childhood dream to become a teacher like my parents. I remember making lesson plans filled with words that don’t even make sense and using my Barbie collection as my students. Some days I would go to the extremes and wear my mom’s clothes, shoes and reading glasses, and even use silly visual aids that I stick on our newly-painted walls (much to the annoyance of my parents hahaha). So you might be wondering whatever happened to that kid. Truth is, I’m not very sure. I have no idea what happened that time I was filling my application form for college. But somehow I found myself writing on that piece of paper my top three careers and Education wasn’t one of them. I think it was some time during my days in Cebu when I realized that although I’ve always thought of teaching as a very noble profession, it just isn’t for me. I’ve seen my parents struggle a lot over their small wages and many working hours. People only think that being a teacher is just going to school, teaching kids their ABC’s and 123’s and that’s it. But it’s so much more than that. No one knows about the tantrums these kids throw, or the lost voices from talking at the top of your lungs for 12 hours straight, or the sleepless nights of making and checking test papers, or the dramatic encounters with high-maintenance parents.The best teachers in the world are those who have the most patience. And patience is something I don’t have, I guess. Even though I really wanted to teach I know that I will never do it well enough. So I said goodbye to my childhood dream. And I’ve surprisingly been really happy all throughout college, with my chosen course as one of the many reasons. Sure, now that I am out in the real world, I keep worrying a lot about where I’m heading with my career. But I’m proud of my decisions. And I’d like to think that the kid from way back is proud of me too.

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What’s your favorite season of the year?

Autumn. :) Oh wait, we don’t have that here. But I’ll just pretend that I don’t live in a tropical country. I’m good at pretending anyway. Hahaha.

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What’s your biggest regret?

Chasing them. And making myself appear cheap.

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Would you rather vacation at the beach or in the mountains?

I hate the beach. No wonder Brazil is not going to be good for me. So yeah, Mountains!!! Like maybe somewhere Aspen-ish. Haha. I wanna stay in a cabin and wear cashmere and drink hot chocolate with marshmallows while reading a nice book in front of the fire place. And I also want to try hunting. HAHAHA. Oh, kidding about that one. Trying to become an advocate of animal rights pala.

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