Johnny Depp

i know some of you would think, “uh oh, another Johnny Depp fan, let’s get out of here” … , however i don’t care.

i’m not obsessed with JD and i’m not the person who keeps track of his latest movies and sometimes the news or rumours that i’m hearing about him will come to me very late just like i’m the only person who doesn’t know whats up.

but, i really wanted to see him. i want to have his autograph. a picture together. a shirt from him. a bracelet from his wrist. a hat that i can wear and boast, “i got it from Johnny!” , something like that.

i’ve started to like him ever since i saw the movie Pirates of the Caribbean. because of his weirdness and he’s so eccentric that each time i see him, i’m falling…….

it’s a dream alright, but i’m so crazy about Johnny like i’m gonna explode any minute now. any second….

i bought JD magazines, CD’s, and my ate Cha gave JD shirts! it’s not a lot but i’ll work it out.

Johnny Depp Movies

Johnny Depp Magazines

he’s a good individual. i didn’t know his attitude for sure and i didn’t know anything about who he really is.

i still feel like he’s a mystery. a big question mark. that’s why i wanna know more about him.

and what i’ve noticed, is that he’s weird and all on his movies but, he’s so different when he’s taking his interviews. i like his style and taste of clothes.

when the time that Paradis and him went separate ways on June, i haven’t realized that Johnny would date again. it’s kind of disappointing, however it’s his life.

still dreaming of dear Johnny.

cheerio.

 

reposted from www.novembearmay.wordpress.com, i’ll delete this post from that blog because i’m going to make it my filipino/tagalog blog. =) i can see some bloggers do it, and i want to give it a try.

this post is originally posted on March 10, 2013.

transfer blog post. that’s all.

The Imaginarium of Emily : The Johnny Depp Project

I’m ready!

I’m a fan of Mr. Stench a.k.a. John Christopher Depp III a.k.a. JOHNNY DEPP.

I have been day dreaming about Johnny almost everyday, thinking that one day, I’m gonna finally meet him.

*Drumrolls*

*serene music*

One time, when I was cutting Johnny Depp’s Picture out of a magazine, a strange vision came out before my eyes.

A vivid imagination came straight right through me, as if I’m in another world.

As I realized it, I’m like in a dream. I don’t wanna wake up but, we can’t fight reality, well anyway, that’s how it is.

Going back, I saw myself, hiding behind the bushes with a telescope on one hand, then a Jellyfish net(Spongebobs’) on the other and a binocular that hanged around my neck.

I became a stalker. Golly Me. From a distance, there he was, just like Edward Cullen in the movie Twilight, his skin is glimmering from the sun’s rays, his devious but innocent eyes sparkling, his hair has it’s own critical way of falling in front of his forehead, and a glance that is very hard to ignore, his movement. =D

Little did I knew, I had a shotgun hanging on my back as if I’m gonna go hunt some deers or something.

Am I going to kill him? or just simply stalk him? hahahaha… hard to know, but I’m eager to find out.

But I will stay far away from him, so here I am.

He’s at an Italian restaurant, alone, drinking a fresh white wine on his right hand, listening to music, while doing something with his Laptop. I hope he’s twittering me. =D

Me singing : ” Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy ….. but here’s my number….. so call me, maybe?”

hahahahaha… what a nice way to have a big laugh *giggle*

I’m still at my post, looking through my binos, waiting there for every motion that I see.

Oh, gosh… How I wish I could be there beside him, with a guitar while singing *Pangarap lang kita*. I’m gonna translate it to english so he would understand. =)

Then a girl came, greeted him, I’m ready to pull the trigger of my shotgun but anyway, It’s just a “Hello”.

And when I thought about it, my cover will be compromised so I musn’t. Kindda Morbid eih? hahaha. just kidding.

I got hungry so I laid a blanket near the tree of wisdom(I hope the Zombies will not attack while I’m eating. Hope not (“,))

I laid the mushroom soup, next to my plate. Some Garlic seasoned bread on a wooden basket, near a whole baked chicken. I must not forget, the PIZZA. Yahoo. I ate and I’m so full that nearly can’t breathe. LoL. And lots of Water. Almost 3 liters. Whoa. What a snack(oh yeah, you read it right, It’s just Snack time) *evil laugh*

Johnny’s been sitting there for almost two hours.

I decided. “It’s time”.

I lose my telescope laid it on the ground. I took off my binos, then I got rid of my Bazooka. Wait a sec, this is a Shotgun a while ago?

Oh well, That’s how my imagination works. LoL.

I wore my Johnny Depp Shirt. Said to myself, “I’m Ready”.

As I was walking towards him, I felt goosebumps running through my spine. Nervousness and Excitement.

Can’t take my eyes off of Dear Johnny. A wind blows through him, then it passed me, and oh gracious, I like his scent, his cologne.

He, then, noticed me standing in front of him. If it wasn’t for that table between us, I can have him already.

I crooked a gentle smile, looking at him with such ease and with a joyful heart. “At last, I’ve done it”.

He just stared, looking at me, confused but intrigued.

My smile disappeared.

I was about to leave…. then I heard my name.

“Emily”

I spun so suddenly that I didn’t even have time to react.

From a Hug.

of a friend … (awww… Expectaions will try to, really, really hurt you…)

I don’t know what to do, or say.

I glanced at my friends back, then Johnny’s not there anymore.

My world vanishes. It turned to dust.

And me?

Without anything to admit, without anything to see. I just stood there.

Waved goodbye to my friend. But I still stood there. In front of the table where Johnny sitted for almost 2 hours, drinking nothing but White Wine. Cold left it, but the warm of his hand stayed.

Just a blink of an eye, I was back to where it began.

Cutting his picture out of the mag.

“What an awful story. Disappointed?”, he murmurs.

“Yeah, but you know Johnny, you were much charming in reality than in my dreams”, I answered.

“Aww, C’mon you!”, Johnny dazzled, then gave me an incredible Hug that I could ever dreamed it would be.

Y’know what, we never know when our own imagination would stop. Then Don’t think about the ending.

Keep Believing.

Just Keep Dreaming.

=)

Happy Reading (“,)