Death Note started out as a manga that Ann (Cerebro QA) introduced to me. FYI. A manga is the Japanese word for comics and print cartoons (http://wikipedia.org). I didn’t read it on a daily basis but a few days ago, I finally finished it. I searched for it in youtube and found out that they made the anime version! What a bummer! But anyway, it’s okay… At least I have something to watch in youtube aside from Naruto and Bleach.

This is not based on a true story or what… But it’s something that I hope I have… In the manga/anime, the death note is used my “shinigamis” or death gods. They would write the name of the human while thinking of the human’s face, and the human would die of heart attack in 40 seconds. The shinigami may also specify the cause of death. Get the picture?

In the manga/anime, Ryuk (a death god) left his death note in the human world on purpose. He was bored in his “wasteland”. Ryuk’s death note was found by Yagami Raito (he looks hot hehehe). Raito, at first, wanted to use the death note to rid the world of the evil people… But in the end, he became evil as well. He wanted to be the ‘god’ of the ‘new world’ that he would make.

What point am I trying to make? I have no idea… If it were real, I guess, I’d end up just like Ratio… Be someone that I’ll never be—God. I would say that evil people (I use the word evil instead of bad because I’m talking about murderers, rapists, and the likes… and “evil” politicians and businessmen) outnumber good people. And it wouldn’t hurt if we had lesser evil people.

I think I’d be able to sleep better if I knew that there were lesser evil people. I would even consider raising more than 2 kids. But, it’s not for me to say. Don’t get me wrong God, you’re doing a great job… Somehow, things are still balanced according to Your will…

I’m glad that I’m not a shinigami. I might end up killing someone who was wrongfully accused by the judge (because the judge was bribed). See what I mean.

Just try to read it. Hehe.

If you’re to talk about 23 years, where would you start? Good question. Let me answer that. I’ll start with the most important part. Since I’m writing this, you don’t have a choice but to read or to click “X”. hehe.

I am content and fulfilled. Family. Friends. God. I am content. I am fulfilled. Work? I’ll leave that for some other time. There’s nothing good to talk about that part of my life. Nyorks.

My 23rd year was, oh! It still IS… It is full of happy memories. Ü This year, I got married and extended my family. This year, I got myself a father. Well, my husband’s father that is. Ü This year, I was able to snorkel for 2 hours. Ü

When I was 6 (or 7, I think), I told my mom that I will not attend my kindergarten graduation ceremony with a straight hair. I had my hair curled. Hehe

The first and last time that I was able to celebrate my birthday with my Dad was when I turned 12. Nearly all my party guests were children. It was a school day but we were sent home because of a typhoon. When I got home, it was super hot and humid. It was a blast! AND! The same thing happened during my 11^th birthday—the lost typhoon. ü

I last saw my dad when I was 16… I was off to college and he didn’t want mom to take me. So he did. Probably he knew that it would be the last time that we would be able to spend time together. When he left, there were tears in his eyes… I was crying and I cried some more when I got to my dorm room…  My dad was wearing a white shirt (buttoned down with long sleeves) and blue jeans… Plus his trusty boots… I don’t know if he looks the same…

The other years were great as well. I came to realize the importance of my family when I was 17. How? I was in the hospital because I was sick (head?). My nephew and my niece gave me a card they made… It was 6 years ago and I can still remember it clearly… They tried to print the card but it only printed half way. So they finished the card using a blue ball pen. On the front page was a duck. Hehe. They also gave me a call… And I will never forget what they told me. But I’ll keep it to myself. It’s one of my most treasured memories. Ü

During my 18^th birthday, my friends and I had a kiddie party at Jollibee. Ü We wore party hats, we had games, a mascot, and etc. We “undressed” the mascot and “gave” her food. Well, it was more of “forced” her to eat.  I also met my first love… Kitkat… hehe. She’s my pug and according to my niece, she’s not a pet but family. She’s right.

When I was 21, I landed my first job. That’s it about the job.

Phew… There’s more to say but too lazy to type. Hehe. I enjoyed and I still am enjoying life. So far, so good. Yeah, shit happens but it happens to every one. J

No problem too big for me. I have a bigger God.

*Here’s a song I’ve been playing in my iPod…

Real by: Plumb

Look at me I’m twenty three
Beautiful a sight to see
Tonight

A little dress to draw the press
And I’ll be leaving
All the rest behind

Well be pleased girl
If this is what you wanted
The whole world is watching you take the stage
What will you say

Aren’t I lovely
And do you want me cause
I am hungry for something that will make me real
Can you see me and
Do you love me cause
I am desperately searching for something
Real

I close my eyes imagine time
Will not forget
My sacrifice

I numb the ache and decorate
My emptiness
Stand naked in the light

Well be pleased world
If this is what you wanted
This young girl is everything that you made
What will she say

Aren’t I lovely
And do you want me cause
I am hungry for something that will make me real
Can you see me and
Do you love me cause
I am desperately searching for something
Real

The world goes home
The lights go down
My lipstick fades
Away

And do you want me cause
I am hungry for something that will make me real
Can you see me and
Do you love me cause
I am desperately searching for something
Real