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Why? Of all the days of the week. Of all the months of the year. Of all the years of century. She picked Sunday to die. Sunday, to be so blind that she couldn't see the pool and walk right into it. It's been almost been a week since it happened. And just last night, it hit me. I was about to close my eyes to sleep when the dread and sorrow fell over me like a thick blanket. And just as I realized it, the feeling was already gone. I've made my peace with what happened to my poor dog. I won't ever forget the time when we took her with us on a vacation. She was still a puppy then. During the whole ride, she slept next to me. She laid right next to my thigh, keeping half of me warm while my parents blasted the AC in the rented van. I remember when we were looking for her one night. We couldn't find her since her fur was so black. And the only reason why I found her, sitting on the couch in the living room, was from the silver gleam in her eyes reflecting the ...

It was so much fun being at the Heritage Month Culmination Reception! ABC7 News was there, so we got our 24 seconds of fame. :) But besides that, the different cultures represented were so beautiful. And then I looked at our choir, and knew that this was a small glimpse at what Heaven was going to be like. Mayor V (since I have no idea how to spell it) even said that the most segregated time and place is a church on a Sunday; but that Shepherd of the Hills was the exception to that. If you look at our church, it is filled with so many different races and cultures. Like Mayor V said, "you guys are a kaleidoscope of the community." I mean, just look at this photo! This is just a minuscule number of people that represent Shepherd. Imagine, 8,000-10,000 people, all different in the way we look, but all alike in the belief of Jesus Christ dying on the cross for everyone. Pretty cool, eh?? A friend of mine did some Spoken Word a while ago, and what he wrote really correlat...

She goes to my church Shepherd of the Hills...awesome way of showing her testimony

Just shutup and let me do this the way I know it needs to be done. You don't know me. You don't know how I feel. You've never, "been there." These days are different than yours. It's not the same. Maybe to you it is. And in generic ways, sure, I'll agree to that. But don't think that you have the right to tell me what I should or shouldn't do. Don't tell me that you know my parents, or that you know ME. "Your parents love you and want the best for you." That right there SHOWS you don't know my parents. My dad could give a crap for how much he "cares about me." He's only about saving face, and using me to brag to his other friends so that he can appear better than them. The man almost hit me when I was six!! He used to dig his fingers into my head while he constantly told me that I was useless and could amount to nothing. I used to try to show him drawings and sculptors I made, and he would always thro...

Height: 5'2" Weight: 110 lbs State of mind: frustrated anger This has been the most amusing few months, I must admit. Who knew that such events would unfold in my life? If you had told me this last year, would I have believed you? I'm not sure. Maybe. Maybe not. But no one can remove themselves from this present to change the future for their own benefit. However, that is what I wish for at this moment. To make a decision, to say the words that should've altered the reality I exist in now. But, as I have already mentioned on another blog (so as to keep prying eyes away from what I'm really feeling since what I'm feeling is wrong according to some people) , I don't appreciate reminiscing about past ventures. Ventures that recently have left me scarred and aggravated to no end. When a venture is cut off due to certain feelings, actions, and so on, it is completely erased from my mind. I remember anything about it no more. Good things, bad things, and ...

Alright, folks. Tomorrow's the day that things will change. I'm not going to talk about it here since it's pointless to waste virtual space talking about the crap in my life. What I will say is that I'm going to confront a certain person tomorrow and just be honest. I'm going to "suck up" to her and get this huge burden off my shoulder. She probably won't give a damn and will rub everything in my face. But whatever. I'd like to put more, but again...who really gives a crap about this? I'm done living at the bottom of the sewer aka my life...so just watch what I do next.

Now I see. Now I get it. It all makes sense now. You all don't give a crap, do you? Sure, you'll say some nice things. You'll say you'll pray for me. You'll give me a hug. You'll give me a verse to memorize. But you can't fool me. None of you can. You jerks should all know...that I can read if a person is being sincere or not. It's not in the way you speak, or the way you look at me. I won't even tell you how I know. But the point is, I'm fed up with all your crap. You think I want a pity party? You think I want your sympathy? I just want you to be able to hear me out and really BE THERE for me. I blog. I email. I text. I talk on the phone. But it makes no difference! No amount of your empty words will ever make me believe you. Because if there's one thing about me that I'm really good at, it's being sincere. It's not like some skill I picked up. I can't just pull it out of a hat. No, it's ALWAYS real. ...

Don't read about that Bible passage I posted a while ago...I know that I said I would blog about it, but right now..I neither have the heart, or emotional stamina to talk about that. In fact, these past few months, I've just been running away from God. I've been running away from the fact that I've been doing so many things wrong. So many things...and I've been in denial about it. But now that my world has come to a train crashing halt, I've had to force myself to take a hard look at my life. I haven't cried yet. Crying makes my face look all puffy and when I cry at night, I can't open my eyes the next day. Basically, crying makes me look like I have the mumps, so I try to avoid doing it as much as possible. But it's been a while since I've had a good, long, chest heaving cry. I'm overdue, actually. But what to do??? If I had a sit down with you and told you all the things that has happened to me in the past few months, you would mos...

Alright, before I address that passage I posted early this morning, can I just vent a tiny bit?? NEVER, in my 19 years as a homosapien have I ever been so confused, pissed off, and hungry all at the same time. Well, the last one is practically constant since I do need sustenance everyone now and then. However, I have never felt this frustrated...to this DEGREE!!!! I got a message on facebook around 12:30 in the morning..and a poor bystanding pillow had to endure my screaming into it. You know what??? HERE. Just read it for yourselves. It pertains to that incident I posted about a couple weeks ago. Here's what SHE put. "hey its been a while now...i was wondering if you have some sort of money to pay me back yet?...i'm sending this to you on facebook since you don't seem to respond to calls and i can't force you to sign a promissory note if you don't want to i'll just have to rely on you honesty that you plan to pay me back without cheating me" Sec...

"For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse. For although they knew God, they neither glorified him as God nor gave thanks to him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened. Although they claimed to be wise, they became fools and exchanged the glory of the immortal God for images made to look like mortal man and birds and animals and reptiles. Therefore God gave them over in the sinful desires of their hearts to sexual impurity for the degrading of their bodies with one another. They exchanged the truth of God for a lie, and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator—who is forever praised. Amen. Because of this, God gave them over to shameful lusts. Even their women exchanged natural relations for unnatural ones. In the same way the men also abandoned natural relations with wom...

Alright, so I've been typing about myself for the last few days, and that's just plain selfish of me. Even though...this is MY blog. Well anyway, I just wanted to vent a little bit about some things that have been going on in the Bravo household. Prepare for the ultimate soap opera!!!!!!!!!!!! See, my uncle and his wife (we'll call them Frank and Mary) came from the Philippines to stay with us until they were able to become US citizens. It's been 9 months since then, and HOLY HOT CHEETOS was it awful. Let me give you a little more background about the situation. See, Frank married young and had a son. Unfortunately his wife divorced him and moved here to the States. 32 years later, he marries again. This time, it's a 26 year old named Mary. DO THE MATH HERE PEOPLE!! Frank's pushing 60 at this point. Even his son is older!!! But Mary has no clue about guys, so she follows what her friend Trixie says and just goes along with the wedding. It's been ...

It's been a while since I last blogged. I've been sick with bronchitis and sinusitis. ugh...getting sick is probably the last thing I need right now. What with all the crap flying around my life, my health is quite important to me. Maybe it's all the stress...I mean, is this like, the labor pains people experience when going into adulthood? I mean, now when I sleep, as long as I get 6 hours, I'm good. Whereas in high school, I needed at least 7-8! Also, my appetite has been fluctuating, I have gastric problems sometimes, and "kids these days" is becoming a common phrase in daily conversation. Honestly, I feel a lot older than I really am. Some would say that I'm just mature for my age and that I shouldn't worry about these things. However, I do. Quite frequently, to be honest. I mean, I'm a theater student, an aspiring actress, I've got an IQ of 132, I've never had sex, I've never been drunk, I've never been high, I've...

Thinking back on these past few weeks, I can honestly say that I have never been so emotionally and physically drained. I have been through a lot in my life, more than the usual teenager should experience...but I've always made it through with only a few scrapes here and there. However, this time is beyond anything I've had to go through. Once when I think it's going to get better, it gets worse. Put simply, I'm in quick sand and the only branches around me are snakes. I'm just SO FRUSTRATED. List of things that are currently making Sharai upset: 1) An ex-friend wants me to sign some promissory note that I have no intention of signing because of the sheer stupidity of the idea. 2) I owe money to EVERYONE. (ex-friend, church friend, even MOM.) 3) I actually thought this guy I met was in his 20s. He's 39, and I almost went out with him. 4) Keep thinking about said man. He was in my dreams a couple days ago. 5) I'm a slut for thinking about him. 6) I have n...

Well, well, well. This is for everyone who's going to the party on Saturday. Hope it's not too much for anyone who dares to get me a gift. Anyway, the following link is for my gift registry at Sephora. https://www.sephora.com/auth_secure/registry/list.jhtml?giftlistId=gl732244681 Log in username is: sharaibravo@me.com Password is: reyna1 I really don't expect people to get me the $300 brush set, because I think that's just ridiculous for anyone to go that far for a birthday present.And, if you can't afford the stuff I'm looking for, gift cards are nice too =) But Sephora isn't the only store I love. Through the years, people think they know me pretty well...but they give me the WORST presents imaginable. Of course, I bear it and grin. I'm not ALWAYS a diva, haha. But just in case YOU (my lovable posse) wanted to know, here's a list of stores that have a special place in my makeup drawer and closet. 1) H&M 2) XXI 3) Sephora 4) DSW 5) Steve Mad...

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I was very fortunate to have attended the screening for the last three episodes of Pushing Daisies today. It was next to the Arclight theater in Hollywood. I was a bit sad to see the last of this beloved show come to a close. Yea, there's DVD's, and they'll be showing the episodes 3 weekends in a row starting May 30...however, that's it. There is no more. The finale was a bit rushed...let's say, SQUEEZED into the last 30 seconds of the show. And that kind of made everyone just want more. It was everything and nothing that the audience wanted. If that makes any sense. Write more later...I've got to deal with a certain Balrog tonight. I'll spill some details tomorrow. goodNight!

So in a couple weeks I'll be turning 19. I actually want a few things this year since I didn't really expect any in the last two. I mean, I didn't get to spend them the way I wanted to, so this year, I'm going to try to think up something. For those of you who read this and know me pretty well, I like makeup. Hey, I AM a girl you know. So I decided to make a registry on Sephora of some things I like. Here it is! https://www.sephora.com/auth_secure/registry/list.jhtml?giftlistId=gl732244681 I really don't expect people to get me the $300 brush set, because I think that's just ridiculous for anyone to go that far for a birthday present. And, if you can't afford the stuff I'm looking for, gift cards are nice too =) But Sephora isn't the only store I love. Through the years, people think they know me pretty well...but they give me the WORST presents imaginable. Of course, I bear it and grin. I'm not ALWAYS a diva, haha. But just in case Y...

A long time friend just broke ties with me. Over money. Yea, it happens to a lot of people, but the way this situation unfolded was anything but ordinary. It was downright juvenile. Put simply, a message on Facebook. Exactly, why? Something like this couldn't have waited a little longer? I just finished a 9 day show, and sang in 3 services. My body is exhausted, I got a touch of the stomach flu or whatever is ailing me, my sister may have cancer, and yet I find a message in my inbox telling me that our friendship is over because of money? Hmm, that's pretty lame if you ask me. I mean, to throw away years of friendship so flippantly? That may happen to some people, but that does not happen to ME. However, it was her choice, so I respected it. I prayed about it, and I believe it's God's will to let this happen. I have not shed a single tear, nor will I ever regret making this decision. Looking back, I realize that I deserve better. And that she needs someone who...