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JOHANNA.
student.
ballerina.
multimedia artist.
dreamer. believer.
lives to glorify God.
give me chocolates, and we're good.




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Thursday, July 16, 2009
hassle rain, hassle!

It has been raining the whole day.
And I've learned something today.

I can wear slippers on my way to school. And then change into my sandals when I get there.
That way, I won't get hassled in wearing chucks the whole day with my feet wet and not drying.
And, the DO won't catch me wearing slippers inside the school.


WOOOOHOO. :))

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Sunday, July 05, 2009
looking through reflections.

In front of her monitor, she starts opening her online journal, clicks create new post, and types the title. Doesn't how how to begin, she changes the window that's opened and checks her Resto City. She's addicted to it. Not a day, or a time in front of the computer, that she doesn't open it. Staring at the monitor, she suddenly sees a familiar name going online, and IMs for a question. While waiting for a reply, she goes back to her journal window and began typing what she thought of.

She loves to write, but she only writes when in the mood.
She loves to read. Inspirational books are what she is into right now. Series books interests her too.

She stops typing, and thinks of more deeper descriptions.

She's beautiful. There's no one that God created who isn't. She knows it, but doesn't have the confidence to show it. Afraid? Insecure? Conscious? I don't know, but maybe she knows.
She's talented. Only, she needs to develop them more and believe that she can do them well.
She's a ballerina; trained and disciplined to be one.
She's organized. She knows how to handle things well. She arranges things and plans OC-ly.
She knows how to manage her time and to prioritize.
She hates confusion. She wants things direct to the point. It frustrates her when something or someone confuses her.
She's thin, and wants to maintain it til like, forever?
She like to have a lot of friends with her, but when working, she prefers to work alone.
She cannot stand a day doing nothing. Staying at home for so long drives her insane. She feels so useless when at home all day, doing nothing.
She loves being productive. Accomplishments make her day.
She is random.
She gets hyper so unexpectedly.
She loves humor.
She wants to graduate already so she can be independent.
She wants to achieve a lot in her life, and that drives her to give her best.

Excellence is the goal.
Laziness is the word to avoid.
Love is there to wait.
Obedience is the key to the right direction.
Glorify the Creator, not yourself.
These are what she believes in, and tries to live them.

Many times she already thought of giving up in life, but never she did consider.
She knows that she is destined for greatness.
She believes that, and keeps the promises in her heart.

She now ends her journal entry with words:
Settling for less is not what we are created to be.

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