Confessions Of A Desperate Shy Girl - Blogithttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/From the diary of a teenage shy girl who had her fair share of life's ups and downs, frustrations, loss, heartaches, and tribulations, which she gradually combat as she continue on her journey through her search of meaning and purpose in life. This diary contains her emotions, feelings, and insights as she transformed from a dull, boring and drab highschool girl to a thriving 29 year old columnist who has it all.Princess Diaries in real life. A geek-to-the-core turned into a dazzling gal story which will enlighten you that serendipity comes even to those who are timid and shy who dreams a lot. hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00The Need For Inspirationhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/608727I feel so lazy to get up on bed. The morning breeze is still calm and cold outside---it's really nice to sleep. I know that Dad is still on bed. I didn't hear his tea spoon stirring over his cup of coffee. Dad must be feeling so alone because last night, I didn't have those moods to talk to him....My First Crushhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/608565Dear Diary, I've got a crush on Patrick. Please don't tell a soul, you know me that much. I'm a person who has full of secrets and having a crush on someone is the first thing in mind I have to hide. No one will ever know it but you, diary dearest. We're in the same class, so I have to be very...Mom Is Leavinghttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/587359Mom is going to work abroad. She will work as a domestic helper in Hong Kong. This was it. We have to admit that life really became so topsy-turvy. We're hitting the poverty line and we just have to accept that life is different for us now. Before our flag retreat in school this afternoon, I saw...Dad Is Homehttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/586703Another pressure from school has passed at noon break. This is one sunny day walking away from school thinking again about happy boys and girls. Everything's coming back to me so fast, so different, and maybe for them, so natural. Gale --- a girl whom I've known to be intellectual yet so shy and...The English Aptitude Testhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/564373My brother Todd asked me how was I getting along in school. He asked me about new chums and teachers I've been dealing with hoping he'll find me enjoying a lot of stuff in my new school so soon. My brother always wanted me to be in. He never realized I'm the same shy girl they have in the family....Cozy Cornerhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/563034The bell rang. It's what everybody here in class is waiting. One hour and forty-five minutes with our English teacher is so boring that I can't help to stiffle a yawn. Gals out here can't wait for their turn to chat about their new crushes and bubble about our teachers who they find so very...My First Day In High Schoolhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/561697I dressed up quickly. I'll be late in school. I don't want to be late on my first day of class not because I'm so excited, but because I don't want to be the center of attention as I enter the dramatic entrance. Can't get over my shyness enough. I told you, I should not be even entering this...I'm Going To Saint Paulhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/560315It's hard for me to write this down. I know that putting words on the page will make it seem real, and I wanted it so much to be just a joke. But it is real, Mom would enroll myself in Saint Paul High School. She told me this day while we're having our lunch. She dedided it would be too nice if I...Saying Goodbye To Childhood Dayshttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/558795I must find a way to keep my dolls with me! One day, Daddy would ask me to surrender all of these stuffs in my room to my cousins who are five, six, and seven years younger than me because well I hate to repeat this statement again....I'm a teenager now. Does this really mean i have to stop...Nikka Is My Bestfriendhttp://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/teetotaler/557253Nikka was an old friend. We started out as friends when were in the sixth grade. I was enjoying the company of my old friends when our school principal moved me to the higher section where I don't know anybody. I was accelerated because I've earned good grades. I should be so proud of it but...