1. What was the funniest thing I did when I was a baby?

Mom: You were an animal killer! I remember once seeing an empty tube of toothpaste lying on the floor next to the fish tank. Then when I looked into the tank, there were white stuff floating around. My brothers were so mad! You killed all their fish!

Dad: I remember you even said you wanted to clean the fish tank and kill all the fish.

2. What was my first word?

Mom: Please, I don’t remember any of your first words..

Dad: It must’ve been “agua”.

3. What was my first food/favorite food?

Mom: the puree (the baby food in the tiny jars)

Dad: you stopped eating that when you were grade school already

4. What was the craziest thing you did when you were a student?

Me? Crazy? I think I was dull student... Craziest would probably just be climbing out the windows. If you remember, the 1C, 2B and 2C class rooms are right next to each other. When I was 1C and the door to our classroom would be locked, I'd always climb in through the window by exiting through the window of the 2B classroom. That one was a piece of cake. When I was 2C, I'd do the same. Climb out of the windows of 2B, cross the balcony area and into the windows of 2C. If 2B was locked, I'd climb through 1C. Simple task but that's all I remember. I don't keep in mind crazy moments.

5. How did you and dad/mom meet? (If it's too awkward to ask, you're excused)

Mom: We met in Valencia during the Fallas Festival of the patron saint of Valencia- St. Joseph

Dad: Yea, I remember it was March 19, 1982 at around 8pm.

Mom: How can you remember all that?

Dad: I even remember what I was wearing! And you were wearing black pants, I saw you lying in the sofa. Haha. You guys were tired since you arrived in the bus but I arrived in a plane. Hehehe...

6. If you could do anything other than what you are doing now, what would it be?

I think I would be packing my bags and getting ready for training at 5pm. While waiting for that time to come, I’d probably go out to the garden and start juggling the ball. But there’s no time for that now is there?

7. Tell me a secret you kept from your parents. (*grin*)

I don’t think I can tell you any secrets unless the secrets are between the both of us. A secret is meant to be kept. I’m just trying to be a good person. Hahaha... But there are no secrets that I have kept from my parents. They eventually found out everything.

8. Tell me something about you that I still don't know.

Well, I love chocolates! My brother just arrived from Spain yesterday and he brought us our favorite chocolates from there... ha-ha. I missed him too! He's grown taller than me na! Yes, that's another thing, Even though I am the third to the eldest, my younger sister and younger brother (that just arrived from Spain) are already taller than me and my older sister.

1. What was the funniest thing I did when I was a baby?

Mom: You were an animal killer! I remember once seeing an empty tube of toothpaste lying on the floor next to the fish tank. Then when I looked into the tank, there were white stuff floating around. My brothers were so mad! You killed all their fish!

Dad: I remember you even said you wanted to clean the fish tank and kill all the fish.

2. What was my first word?

Mom: Please, I don’t remember any of your first words..

Dad: It must’ve been “agua”.

3. What was my first food/favorite food?

Mom: the puree (the baby food in the tiny jars)

Dad: you stopped eating that when you were grade school already

4. What was the craziest thing you did when you were a student?

Me? Crazy? I think I was dull student... Craziest would probably just be climbing out the windows. If you remember, the 1C, 2B and 2C class rooms are right next to each other. When I was 1C and the door to our classroom would be locked, I'd always climb in through the window by exiting through the window of the 2B classroom. That one was a piece of cake. When I was 2C, I'd do the same. Climb out of the windows of 2B, cross the balcony area and into the windows of 2C. If 2B was locked, I'd climb through 1C. Simple task but that's all I remember. I don't keep in mind crazy moments.

5. How did you and dad/mom meet? (If it's too awkward to ask, you're excused)

Mom: We met in Valencia during the Fallas Festival of the patron saint of Valencia- St. Joseph

Dad: Yea, I remember it was March 19, 1982 at around 8pm.

Mom: How can you remember all that?

Dad: I even remember what I was wearing! And you were wearing black pants, I saw you lying in the sofa. Haha. You guys were tired since you arrived in the bus but I arrived in a plane. Hehehe...

6. If you could do anything other than what you are doing now, what would it be?

I think I would be packing my bags and getting ready for training at 5pm. While waiting for that time to come, I’d probably go out to the garden and start juggling the ball. But there’s no time for that now is there?

7. Tell me a secret you kept from your parents. (*grin*)

I don’t think I can tell you any secrets unless the secrets are between the both of us. A secret is meant to be kept. I’m just trying to be a good person. Hahaha... But there are no secrets that I have kept from my parents. They eventually found out everything.

8. Tell me something about you that I still don't know.

Well, I love chocolates! My brother just arrived from Spain yesterday and he brought us our favorite chocolates from there... ha-ha. I missed him too! He's grown taller than me na! Yes, that's another thing, Even though I am the third to the eldest, my younger sister and younger brother (that just arrived from Spain) are already taller than me and my older sister.

Who are you? Strangers always asked that and the one being asked normally thinks "What kind of question is that?". Of course, everyone knows themselves inside and out but when they look closely inside them, they may find it difficult to identify certain traits or characteristics. I know who I am physically and mentally. Philosophy classes are helping me figure out my purpose for life or, my spiritual side. You asked "who am I?" and so I tell you. I was born in Madrid, Spain on May 31, 1990 together with my three other siblings. At the age of two, we moved to the Philippines where my two youngest siblings were born. I started kindergarten in Rosemont and graduated to Woodrose. Like all little girls, I dreamed of being a ballet dancer so I took lessons in Ecole de Ballet until I was grade 7. When I was 9 (grade 4), my sisters started soccer and realized how fun it was so I was forced to play as well. When I was grade 6, I started playing softball for ILLAM with my younger sister. That summer, we also started horse-back riding lessons and volleyball. I also took jazz right after grade 7 in the Alabang Country Club. These are what made me, me. This is my past.

As of now, I still play soccer but I am now part of the Woodrose Soccer Varsity. I also train with MPLFA and the RP team in Ultra. I still play softball with ILLAM but I no longer ride and play volleyball. I dance neither ballet nor jazz but cheer dancing for the school (too hectic, too much stuff to do).

Even though I do not do these activities consistently, I still play/dance them during our family activities. I come from a big family. As of July 7, 2006, we are 23 first cousins from my mom’s side alone. For the same side, we only have Family Reunions every 4 or 5 years since the kids alone count up to 200+ members. In these Reunions, we always have games, dances and other presentations (which are much more fun than Woodrose Intrams). Asides from the fact that we such a big number, we are all divided into different countries and it is very difficult to gather everyone together. Around 1/4^th live in America, 1/4^th in Spain, 1/4^th in Australia and the last quarter here in the Philippines.

These are what makes me, me. If I am not playing soccer, softball, or any other sport and if I’m not studying, I am bumming. I like reading books but only during the summer. This is because once I get into a good book, I will not stop reading. If I read during the school year, I will end up flunking all my tests. What else is there about me? Oh, I cannot speak straight Tagalog. Well, maybe I can sometimes but I’m not very good at it and I find it ULTRA hard! There is a reason behind this and I shall tell the story… It started when I was grade 5. At that time, I was learning new words in Tagalog but then, I went to Spain for 3 months. While I was in Spain, I didn’t speak Tagalog at all and I was relearning my Spanish. By the time I got back to the Philippines, I had lost my Tagalog and had to learn it again. But it didn’t end there. In grade 7, when I got my Tagalog flowing again, I went back to Spain and studied there for 2 months. When I arrived home, I was entering high school and the words were much harder and seemed to be much more advanced than what I knew. And so for that reason, I lost my good Tagalog-speaking skills.

Wow, I really made kwento! Haha... Well, that's who I am. It's still incomplete but I can't put more. As I said in the start, when you look at yourself, it's hard to distinguish certain characteristics you have. I can't put everything in words so I shall end this blog here.

*to whomever reads this, do not laugh. Thank you.:D