http://juliereyes.livejournal.com/
that's my lj. yehey.
i hate this feeling. dread. i'm dreading the
i just created an lj (i feel so cool calling it lj) account. i might choose that over blogger if it feels right. and right now, it doesn't. ang bagal. hasel. hindi ko pa ma-figure out yung body part (part that contains the body of the entry). ok, apparently, it isn't fully loaded yet.
we had our first GA as execom this afternoon. this was for the turnover. the prom theme won, yehey. i can't wait to organize everything (as a matter of fact, i'm not waiting. i didn't even wait for the org to decide on the theme, i just started my research out of boredom and obsession).
this is so weird. i'm actually simultaneously writing an entry on my lj too. i am very odd. and very much in denial of what i have to do. i'll finish this off and go to my lj (did you notice the number of times i said lj in this entry? it's ridiculous). lj.
Lord, Kayo na bahala.
Lord, Kayo na bahala.
wow. you got me mad. and i never get mad. iba ka rin. ang lagay ba eh magtitiisan nalang tayo?
grabe talaga. may isang tao, itago nalang natin siya sa ngalang picolo (i don't know. it feels right. haha) na matapang ang hiya. ang lakas pa huminga. sobrang ayoko nun, yung malakas huminga, yung naririnig ko yung pagdaloy ng hangin at paggasgas nito sa butas ng ilong niya. painful eh. hovering over me while i'm doing my job (something you wouldn't understand). lech. sana man lang nilakilakihan mo yung butas ng ilong mo, or tinanggalan mo ng clutter para maayos yung pagpasok ng hangin, walang ingay. but no, naririnig ko. at naiinis ako. bukod sa panggugulo mo sa'kin gamit ang mapanggambala mong hininga, hindi ka pa marunong magtrabaho. wow talaga. alam ko namang nakukunsensya ka, pero hindi kasi nakukuha sa kunsensya yun eh. lalo na kay ivy. maling mali. ok lang sana kung nagalit mo si ivy, magagalitin yun. pero ako, bez, ako. hindi na nga ako nagagalit eh. but no, talagang sinubok mo ang aking pasensya. ima get u biyatch.
i want cubao shawarma. dalawa, please. ay shet. gab's leaving for the states on friday. i'll miss gab. i don't get to see my high school friends anymore. i miss them.
nakakatawa lang, kasi kanina, we did our baseline control study for 115. you know what happened? nothing. as in nothing of value to our experiment. as a matter of fact, we'll redo the whole thing tomorrow. we won't use the data we got from our 20 participants. shete.
last saturday, i got a text from sir fermin, an invitation to go back to miriam and "inspire" the girls with a talk. that was soooo random. i'm not even remotely associated with "inspiring" but with the prospect of free food (and knowing miriam's obsession with good impressions, other free things), i got convinced by jb to go.
so tuesday, we went to miriam and we were kinda late (some things never change). but we came just in time for the flag ceremony. awww... my first flag ceremony in a loooong time. yun palang eh, sumesentipede na kami ni jb. there was a parade of the alumnae with the class presidents (well not really, we just walked down the flag pole path), and it's very obvious how my school's changed since i last contributed to its finacial growth. three floors na ang new building! samantalang when i first entered mchs, empty lot lang yung kinakatayuan ng building ngayon. tapos may flat screen tv sa labas ng admin building (which i heard was put there just minutes before the alumnae came. hahaha. iba ka talaga sir fermin). oh and ms. ribo will now be known as mrs. ramons, mother of one. shet.
i can't believe i almost backed out (i couldn't get out of bed). it was fun. i love my school.
i'm listening to the songs in my ipod, all of them, for the first time. i started with the first song (1,2 step by ciara) and i plan to go through all of them this week. i want to delete the songs i don't want there. i had this realization when i listened to this song by azure (i don't even know who he is or if that's a band) also for the first time, and it was sick. not good sick, but just sick. it's so painfully emo. emo pop is ok by my standards, r&b emo is just carrot. i don't want it in my life ever.
then i shall proceed to getting rid of clothes i don't use, then to readings that will forever remain unread, then to the shit that currently shroud my monitor and printer.
there's just too much clutter.
i'm scared 'cause i just got a text that read, "natigil na ang iyong Globe UNLITXT. Pra muling mkapag-unlimited Globe-Globe texting, txt UNLITXT20, UNLITXT40, UNLITXT80 to 2870". it was from .unlimitxt, 2870. for the first time, i actually read the message. i never knew .unlimitxt did shorttxt. i always thought it typed the words complete like i do. i'm scared. i don't know what i'll do without unlimitxt. unlimitxt is gone; it's been replaced by some obscure unlitxt being.
You know what's a crying shame? i'm a psych major and i just found out what passive-aggressive is a few minutes ago when i decided to google it (using yahoo). now i think i have it. according to wetzler, a passive aggressive man (woman) has:*FEAR OF DEPENDENCY - Unsure of his autonomy
&
afraid of being
alone, he fights his dependency needs - usually by
trying to
control you.
*FEAR OF INTIMACY -
Guarded &
often mistrusful, he is reluctant to show
his emotional
fragility. He's
often out of touch with his feelings,
reflexively
denying feelings he thinks
will "trap" or reveal him, like
love. He
picks fights to create distance.
*FEAR OF
COMPETITION -
Feeling inadequate, he
is unable to compete with
other men in work and
love. He may operate either
as a self-sabotaging
wimp with a pattern of
failure, or he'll be the tyrant,
setting himself
up as unassailable and perfect,
needing to eliminate any
threat to his
power.
*OBSTRUCTIONISM - Just tell
a
p/a
man what you want, no matter how small, and he may promise to get it
for
you. But he won't say when, and he'll do it deliberately slowly just to
frustrate you. Maybe he won't comply at all. He blocks any real
progress
he sees to your getting your way.
*FOSTERING
CHAOS - The p/a man
prefers to leave the puzzle incomplete, the
job
undone.
*FEELING VICTIMIZED -
The p/a
man
protests that others unfairly accuse him rather than owning up to
his own
misdeeds. To remain above reporach, he sets himself up as the
apparently
hapless, innocent victim of your excessive demands and
tirades.
*MAKING EXCUSES & LYING - The
p/a man reaches as far as
he can
to fabricate excuses for not fulfilling
promises. As a way of
withholding information, affirmation or love - to have
power over you - the
p/a
man may choose to make up a story rather than
give you a straight
answer.
*PROCRASTINATION
- The p/a man has an
odd sense of time - he believes
that deadlines
don't exist for him.
*CHRONIC LATENESS &
FORGETFULNESS -
One
of the most infuriating & inconsiderate
of all p/a traits is his
inability to arrive on time. By keeping you
waiting, he sets the ground
rules of the relationship. And his selective
forgetting - used only when
he wants to avoid an obligation.
*AMBIGUITY -
He is master of mixed messages
and
sitting on fences. When he tells you
something, you may still walk
away
wondering if he actually said yes or no.
*SULKING
- Feeling put upon
when he is unable
to live up to his promises or
obligations, the p/a man
retreats from
pressures around him and sulks,
pouts and withdraws.
A passive-aggressive man won't have every single
one of these traits, but he'll
have many of them. He may have other traits
as well, which are not
passive-aggressive.
People with PAPD are
characterized by covert obstructionism, procrastination, stubbornness, and
inefficiency. Such behavior is a manifestation of passively expressed underlying aggression. In the DSM-IV the
disorder is also called negativistic PD.
PAPD patients characteristically procrastinate, resist demands for adequate
performance, find excuses for delays, and find fault with those on whom they
depend; yet they refuse to extricate themselves from the dependent
relationships. They usually lack assertiveness
and are not direct about their own needs and wishes. They fail to ask
needed questions about what is expected of them and may become anxious when
forced to succeed or when their usual defense of turning anger against
themselves is removed.
yep. that's exactly what i have. i'm never openly mad so i sabotage people to get even.