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Saturday, December 24, 2005
before i launch into full blogging mode, i just want to say that i am using a mouse-less computer. i've been surfing the internet and chatting using only the keyboard. it's been hard.
first of all, i finally have a working cellphone. thank God (and dad). it was supposed to be a surprise thing. he had it wrapped but there wasn't a gift tag because he was sure i was going to open it anyway even if it wasn't addressed to me (which is true in all but one, this one, occasion). anyway, when they got home and saw that i haven't opened it yet, my sister opened it and let out a nonchalant "ay cellphone ni ate". uhmm. haha. i love my family, we are the less grim version of the adams.
second, thank you JB!!! the best gift mo. haha. it's so well thought out. free delivery pa! ayos. haha. but then again because of that, i feel like i have to get you a 10 megapixel cam or a boyfriend (we know that's the only thing that could top a digicam). yehey! by the way, the curlers work, for my sister at least. i haven't tried them yet.
heto pa pala. ang walang hiyang freeloading, ungrateful tita ko ay nagmumuryot na naman at nababad vibes na ako sa kanya kaya lalo ko siyang pinapabad vibes. i mean, cmon. how immature are you? nakakatawa, nung nagdadabog siya sabi ko, "ang ingay mo." sabay kanta ng "i'm like a bird" by nelly furtado. haha. if it weren't for my mom's peacekeeping request, i would've told her how fugly she and her boyfriend are as a couple. the pagdadabog went on 'til morning. i was smiling like a loose psychopath (but not as deranged as her kind) just to piss her off. what an immature old hag. i pity her, really. it must be sad to be nicknamed "aso" by your nieces (my cousins call her that 'cause she acts like a rabied dog ready to pounce on anyone in her bloody path). hell, if you end up fighting with everyone you live with (ang kapal eh, nakikitira na nga lang), there must be something terribly wrong with you. what a curious psych subject.
anyway, it's a really cold christmas season. ang lamig ng pasko, literal. none of those "why-can't-i-have-a-boyfriend-to-cuddle-and-sip-hot-cocoa-with?" rantings. i have a great family to warm my christmas up. thank You Lord. happy birthday!
first of all, i finally have a working cellphone. thank God (and dad). it was supposed to be a surprise thing. he had it wrapped but there wasn't a gift tag because he was sure i was going to open it anyway even if it wasn't addressed to me (which is true in all but one, this one, occasion). anyway, when they got home and saw that i haven't opened it yet, my sister opened it and let out a nonchalant "ay cellphone ni ate". uhmm. haha. i love my family, we are the less grim version of the adams.
second, thank you JB!!! the best gift mo. haha. it's so well thought out. free delivery pa! ayos. haha. but then again because of that, i feel like i have to get you a 10 megapixel cam or a boyfriend (we know that's the only thing that could top a digicam). yehey! by the way, the curlers work, for my sister at least. i haven't tried them yet.
heto pa pala. ang walang hiyang freeloading, ungrateful tita ko ay nagmumuryot na naman at nababad vibes na ako sa kanya kaya lalo ko siyang pinapabad vibes. i mean, cmon. how immature are you? nakakatawa, nung nagdadabog siya sabi ko, "ang ingay mo." sabay kanta ng "i'm like a bird" by nelly furtado. haha. if it weren't for my mom's peacekeeping request, i would've told her how fugly she and her boyfriend are as a couple. the pagdadabog went on 'til morning. i was smiling like a loose psychopath (but not as deranged as her kind) just to piss her off. what an immature old hag. i pity her, really. it must be sad to be nicknamed "aso" by your nieces (my cousins call her that 'cause she acts like a rabied dog ready to pounce on anyone in her bloody path). hell, if you end up fighting with everyone you live with (ang kapal eh, nakikitira na nga lang), there must be something terribly wrong with you. what a curious psych subject.
anyway, it's a really cold christmas season. ang lamig ng pasko, literal. none of those "why-can't-i-have-a-boyfriend-to-cuddle-and-sip-hot-cocoa-with?" rantings. i have a great family to warm my christmas up. thank You Lord. happy birthday!
Thursday, December 22, 2005
andito ako ngayon kay ayla at may natuklasan ako: Hindi ko na mahahanap ang aking one true love. multiply na mismo ang nagsabi. bad vibes. wala na tayong magagawa pag nagdesisyon na ang multiply.
anyway, manonood ata kami ngayon ng king kong. thank God, nakaalis din ako ng bahay. five days straight akong walang human interaction. as in ako lang at ang tv... for five days. ayos ah. musta naman ang pagcultivate ng aking social skills. whooh.
anyway, manonood ata kami ngayon ng king kong. thank God, nakaalis din ako ng bahay. five days straight akong walang human interaction. as in ako lang at ang tv... for five days. ayos ah. musta naman ang pagcultivate ng aking social skills. whooh.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
There comes a point (or in many cases, several points) in a person's life when she is just done caring about other people's feelings, which are actually just little fits of egotism most of the time. fortunately for those whose lives are marked by my constant presence, i haven't yet reached that pinnacle of indifference, contrary to popular belief. i still am and, as it appears, always will be an observer, a conformist and a pushover. sadly, assertiveness is not of abundance in my personality, compared to my overflowing desire to please. my passivity in my dealings with the world will ultimately lead to my unending unhappiness and dissatisfaction, with the lingering thoughts of shoulda woulda couldas. it's just sad.
and of course i'm exaggerating. i'm just trying to show you how a person drowning in self-pity would have blogged about her existence. however, i do think i lack assertiveness. where could i buy that? maybe i should borrow some from *name withheld on the grounds of peer betrayal*, who has assertiveness at dangerous, actually virulent levels.
wow. there. something just happened to back up the pretty much established fact that i am weak. is it because i'm a psych major? is my giving attitude a mere euphimism of a highbrow, condescending interaction with the "less-informed"? do i let other people have their way because i think i know better? arrogant as i am, i think it's more than that. i'm done psychoanalyzing myself. i have four to nine more years for that.
two nights ago, when i was (again) reflecting on my relationship with God, i thought of how overused "God quotes" are (in fact, they were constantly mentioned in the not-so-recent reason of my being grounded). none of them actually make sense when i take time to think about them logically, yet i tenaciously rehearse them over and over like an LSS. then i thought of the saying, "God moves in mysterious ways", most satisfying of all divine excuses. sometimes, this could be misleading. we often look for miracles, those "mysterious moves" by God, that we overlook the most basic, obvious, "natural" blessings. it doesn't have to be cryptic to be heaven sent. divine intervention isn't always accompanied by the parting of the sky, a blinding beam of light and a choir of angels. sometimes, it's just water vapor forming coulds that condense to rain to fill the la mesa dam for the not-so-rainy days. Isn't God just great?
and of course i'm exaggerating. i'm just trying to show you how a person drowning in self-pity would have blogged about her existence. however, i do think i lack assertiveness. where could i buy that? maybe i should borrow some from *name withheld on the grounds of peer betrayal*, who has assertiveness at dangerous, actually virulent levels.
wow. there. something just happened to back up the pretty much established fact that i am weak. is it because i'm a psych major? is my giving attitude a mere euphimism of a highbrow, condescending interaction with the "less-informed"? do i let other people have their way because i think i know better? arrogant as i am, i think it's more than that. i'm done psychoanalyzing myself. i have four to nine more years for that.
two nights ago, when i was (again) reflecting on my relationship with God, i thought of how overused "God quotes" are (in fact, they were constantly mentioned in the not-so-recent reason of my being grounded). none of them actually make sense when i take time to think about them logically, yet i tenaciously rehearse them over and over like an LSS. then i thought of the saying, "God moves in mysterious ways", most satisfying of all divine excuses. sometimes, this could be misleading. we often look for miracles, those "mysterious moves" by God, that we overlook the most basic, obvious, "natural" blessings. it doesn't have to be cryptic to be heaven sent. divine intervention isn't always accompanied by the parting of the sky, a blinding beam of light and a choir of angels. sometimes, it's just water vapor forming coulds that condense to rain to fill the la mesa dam for the not-so-rainy days. Isn't God just great?
Sunday, December 18, 2005
"Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown up things again.", sabi ni peter
"never is an awfully long time...", sagot ni wendy.
grabe, crush ko talaga si peter pan (and no, not because he's a kid, jb, pam, and the rest of you). he's one of those guys that you wish really existed. i remember religiously watching the cartoon series on abs-cbn and dreaming of being wendy. being wendy, i'd be able to fly (cheese), tell stories to gaping little kids (which i still do, sometimes. but in a different, more deceptive context) and be worshipped like a goddess for every little thing i do (oh yes.)
it's fun to remember those days when fun was about tv and spaghetti. just hand me the remote and shove food into my mouth every so often and i'm good and kept silent for an indefinite amount of time. sometimes i wish i were stuck in neverland as well. not only would i have a whole island's worth of adoration, i'd never have to worry about the idiosyncrasies of adulthood either. but like wendy said, never is an awfully long time. unique as i like to think of myself, i too, have to grow up along with the other unfortunate souls of my age. otherwise, the leadership of this country will be left to the incompetent forever, and forever is even more awful than never.
much as i loved Peter Pan, the movie left me depressed and sullen (in fact, as i write this entry i still have that sinking feeling in my stomach). why on earth didn't they just end that story with peter pan being the long lost child of mr. darling's boss and then marry wendy when they grow up? onga naman. the problem's with the growing up party. peter pan is never to grow up, otherwise kids of future generations wouldn't have him to dream about anymore. how selfish of me.
anyway, here are some of the memorable lines from the movie:
Captain Hook: If I were you, I'd give up.
wow. i must have really loved Peter Pan.
"never is an awfully long time...", sagot ni wendy.
grabe, crush ko talaga si peter pan (and no, not because he's a kid, jb, pam, and the rest of you). he's one of those guys that you wish really existed. i remember religiously watching the cartoon series on abs-cbn and dreaming of being wendy. being wendy, i'd be able to fly (cheese), tell stories to gaping little kids (which i still do, sometimes. but in a different, more deceptive context) and be worshipped like a goddess for every little thing i do (oh yes.)
it's fun to remember those days when fun was about tv and spaghetti. just hand me the remote and shove food into my mouth every so often and i'm good and kept silent for an indefinite amount of time. sometimes i wish i were stuck in neverland as well. not only would i have a whole island's worth of adoration, i'd never have to worry about the idiosyncrasies of adulthood either. but like wendy said, never is an awfully long time. unique as i like to think of myself, i too, have to grow up along with the other unfortunate souls of my age. otherwise, the leadership of this country will be left to the incompetent forever, and forever is even more awful than never.
much as i loved Peter Pan, the movie left me depressed and sullen (in fact, as i write this entry i still have that sinking feeling in my stomach). why on earth didn't they just end that story with peter pan being the long lost child of mr. darling's boss and then marry wendy when they grow up? onga naman. the problem's with the growing up party. peter pan is never to grow up, otherwise kids of future generations wouldn't have him to dream about anymore. how selfish of me.
anyway, here are some of the memorable lines from the movie:
Captain Hook: If I were you, I'd give up.
Peter: If you were me, I'd be ugly.
Peter: I want always to be a boy, and have fun.
Wendy: You say so, Peter, but I think it is your biggest pretend.
Wendy: Surely you must have felt love once for something... or someone.
Peter: Never. Even the sound of it offends me.
[Wendy tries to touch his face, and he jumps away]
Peter: Why do you have to spoil everything? We have fun, don't we? I taught you to fly and to fight. What more could there be?
Wendy: There is so much more.
Peter: What? What else is there?
Wendy: I don't know. I guess it becomes clearer when you grow up.
Peter: Well, I will not grow up. You can not make me.
Wendy: Yes but he was rather lonely.
Hook: Lonely. He needed a Wendy.
Hook: A kiss. He does feel. He feels for you.
Hook: What of Pan? Would unhappy thoughts bring him down?
Wendy: He has no unhappy thoughts.
Peter: Then leave. And take your feelings with you.
Wendy: Peter... I should like to give you a kiss.
[Peter holds his hand out]
Wendy: Don't you know what a kiss is?
Peter: I shall know when you give me one.
Slightly: I remember kisses, let me see. Aye, that is a kiss. A powerful thing.
Mrs. Darling: There are many different kinds of bravery. There's the bravery of thinking of others before one's self. Now, your father has never brandished a sword nor... nor fired a pistol, thank heavens. But he has made many sacrifices for his family, and put away many dreams.
Michael: Where did he put them?
Mrs. Darling: He put them in a drawer. And sometimes, late at night, we take them out and admire them. But it gets harder and harder to close the drawer... and he does. And that is why he is brave.
Peter: Wendy? One girl's worth more than 20 boys.
Peter: Girls are much to clever to fall out of their prams.
Wendy: This belongs to you, and always will.
Hook: Pan... you're pink.
wow. i must have really loved Peter Pan.
Friday, December 16, 2005
wow. i've never been so proud to be a UP student (i'd say iska, but i still do pay 6013 pesos so... haha. julie, the ungrateful freeloader)than when people from everywhere flocked my school to watch *toot* on the loose (haha. i still use this lebs statement from last year.) it was nice (no, not it). bitin nga lang (in more ways than one. hihihi).
anyway, the highest high was when we got shot for rpn news. this is it. if PBB can't get me on tv, the oblation run will. thank you, alpha phi omega boys. by the way, it already got featured last night, and i wasn't able to catch it.
I missed my own national tv debut.
if i missed that, what other personal milestones am i going to miss? argh. haha. sorry, i don't mean to sound so narcissistic, i just am.after the "dance of the brave" (oh and brave they were for subjecting themselves to attacks on their masculinity), we met up with Mico for lunch. we ate at Chicken Bacolod, which i learned (after spending 13 years in Katipunan) is actually a pretty good restaurant. see how you never really see the beauty of something until you move away from it far enough to see it clearly? yes, and i'm still talking about Chicken Bacolod.
after lunch, we got back to UP to get some snowcone in front of BA (although i didn't get any. weird turn of events. hehe). so we started to cross the street and lo and behold - Raef on the loose! he was running a marathon, i think. aww! haha. so crush number 1 was there (the number assigned is chronological, as in in order of time of "crushing"). i tried to wait for him but the Psych party was calling (and another somebody. hihi) so we walked to PHAN. ultimate ang songs sa Psych party! as soon as i heard the first song playing (i can't remember which it was though), i knew, PSYCH REALLY IS THE COURSE FOR ME. ultimate good vibes!!! Pam C and I were "getting our groove on" to the tune of the best 1990s dance songs. as in yung mga chinese chinese pa ata yun. basta the best! you know those song-and-choreo packages? i love 'em. by the way, crush number 2 wasn't there.
for some reason, we found ourselves walking the length of that road in front of the eng building. wow. i can't even describe the overwhelming joy and energy that was flooding through me that time. i won't talk about it anymore to keep the sanctity of that moment. hehe.
then it was time for the lantern parade, where my camera stubbornly gave up on me. wow, just in time for that huge float thing. there were beautiful, uhm, lanterns? basta they were really pretty and some were so humorously clever, i ran after them. joke lang. by the way, i saw crush no. 1 again. oh how i love drummers...
after aimlessly walking for about an hour, we ended up at mico's party car (unanimously voted as favorite ride). after soaking up the "party vibe", we went somewhere (sorry, you know how i get with new places) and watched the fireworks display thoughtfully spent on by our budget-deprived school. it was soooo overwhelming. i love fireworks. they are among the best chinese inventions. thank you, chinese people. what was even more overwhelming were the smiley-face fireworks. moments before they blasted those, i was actually wondering whether we have them here in the Philippines. wait, it's so true that i have to say it again, I LOVE FIREWORKS. i probaly love fireworks more than i love ice cream. or balloons. or pedicures. or massages. i think i'll add fireworks on my wish list.
when the fireworks display was done, we were all almost-teary-eyed. I LOVE FIREWORKS. we saw Ayen and Shobe at the other side of Mico's car. uhm, mozta, di ba kami nagkita. haha. then, as i was talking to my giddy friends, a certain someone pops out of nowhere, says hi to shobe and walks away. guess who that was? no other than the french/ilocano/manok crush number 2!!! wow. God is sooooo good. anyway, we saw, of all people, Mr. Dino Pineda, loitering on our University grounds, wearing his complete Ateneo "costume": Ateneo jacket, ateneo shirt, ateneo grade school shorts. wow, Dino.
hay. i wish everyday in UP went like that. unfortunately, that would be impossible, because not only is UP an actual school, it also lacks the budget to make me high on pyrotechnic smoke 365 days a year. but thanks so much. i loved it.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
isn't this sad? i actually have time to type the same entry twice (stupid computer wouldn't cooperate). it's hard being grounded, especially if you're not even sure if you're really grounded.
tsk. 'tis the season to be jolly (everytime i hear this word i mistake it for a barok somebody calling me) and 'tis definitely time to party, BUTEDENAGEN... bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep goes my life line. they have pulled the plug on my social respirator (yeah, as if i'm not having enough problems with this) and i am now, a sad social cadaver. open me up, explore my insides and learn from the mistakes that landed me in this cold metal bed. haha. cheese.
anyway, i'm done with all this negativity. hatred is weighing on me, and it's not even directed to anyone in particular. it's just pure, unadulterated, non-specific hatred. i hate. i'm a hater. i should stop.
what know what afro-saxon means? they are those white kids who act black. think Justin Timberlake, Nick Carter and that other kid that looks like Nick Carter's brother. why do boy band boys choose the path to afro-saxonity? do they do this to compensate for the extreme cheesiness that they infested the 90s with? so how does being an overly confident, egotistic, sex-crazed nigga help the situation? (ok, i'm not saying black people are like that, it's just that those hip-hop kids like being treated that way)
ayoko na. ang gusto ko havaianas. *best please-santa smile*
tsk. 'tis the season to be jolly (everytime i hear this word i mistake it for a barok somebody calling me) and 'tis definitely time to party, BUTEDENAGEN... bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep goes my life line. they have pulled the plug on my social respirator (yeah, as if i'm not having enough problems with this) and i am now, a sad social cadaver. open me up, explore my insides and learn from the mistakes that landed me in this cold metal bed. haha. cheese.
anyway, i'm done with all this negativity. hatred is weighing on me, and it's not even directed to anyone in particular. it's just pure, unadulterated, non-specific hatred. i hate. i'm a hater. i should stop.
what know what afro-saxon means? they are those white kids who act black. think Justin Timberlake, Nick Carter and that other kid that looks like Nick Carter's brother. why do boy band boys choose the path to afro-saxonity? do they do this to compensate for the extreme cheesiness that they infested the 90s with? so how does being an overly confident, egotistic, sex-crazed nigga help the situation? (ok, i'm not saying black people are like that, it's just that those hip-hop kids like being treated that way)
ayoko na. ang gusto ko havaianas. *best please-santa smile*
Sunday, December 11, 2005
wow. i just realized how big my real problem is: my faith is starting to falter. my relationship with God is not at its best, i guess. I just don't feel His presence as much as I did before. or maybe i've just been less sensitive...
sometimes, religious (for the lack of a better, less discriminating term) people have a harder time containing their frustrations. we often question why bad things happen to us, why we can't always have things our way, when we have so much faith in Him. Why do good things happen to those who don't believe in Him, or who would not even take 30 seconds of their time for thanksgiving? sometimes it feels like our faith is more of a burden, like something that heightens our expectations of how things should be, thus making bigger room for disappointment. but then maybe we take our faith for granted. maybe faith is the blessing in itself. the fact that we have the faith makes us more blessed than any other freakishly blessed but spiritually dry person out there. thank You God for my faith.
anyway, just in case you're feeling the same way right now, here's a reassurance: God loves you. If you can't feel His love, try being more sensitive. block out the negativity and let God's love overwhelm you. God bless, brothers and sisters!
sometimes, religious (for the lack of a better, less discriminating term) people have a harder time containing their frustrations. we often question why bad things happen to us, why we can't always have things our way, when we have so much faith in Him. Why do good things happen to those who don't believe in Him, or who would not even take 30 seconds of their time for thanksgiving? sometimes it feels like our faith is more of a burden, like something that heightens our expectations of how things should be, thus making bigger room for disappointment. but then maybe we take our faith for granted. maybe faith is the blessing in itself. the fact that we have the faith makes us more blessed than any other freakishly blessed but spiritually dry person out there. thank You God for my faith.
anyway, just in case you're feeling the same way right now, here's a reassurance: God loves you. If you can't feel His love, try being more sensitive. block out the negativity and let God's love overwhelm you. God bless, brothers and sisters!
shit. i'm grounded. grounded like ground beef. actually nobody told me i was grounded, i just declared myself grounded because my mom wouldn't talk to me to tell me i'm grounded. haha. so medyo lie low muna ako mga dong. bad vibes, christmas party time pa naman. sabi siguro ni God, kailangan ko ng alone time to reflect (as if i don't have enough alone time already. tssss.)
teka, may joke yung ninong kong super kaduper corny, i don't even know why it should be funny:
Q: anong pinagkaiba ng naghuhubad sa naliligo?
A: ang naghuhubad, nagtatago; ang naliligo nagtatabo.
putek. mas malala pa siya sakin ah. i guess kacornihan runs in the family. it's a sad gene, that corny gene.
meron pa palang tinext sa pinsan ko. natuwa ako eh:
A prince was cursed by a witch that he could only speak one word per year, but if he doesn't speak, he could save the word for the next year. one day, he saw a pretty princess and fell in love with her. he waited for ten years to say "darling, i love you, i would like to marry you". and guess what the princess replied, "Pardon?"
hahaha. ewan natatawa ako. ang sad kasi eh. parang you waited for that perfect moment and somehow, you screw it up. classic. haha. parang ako, i waited for crs, and, well, you know. kas on the loose! bad vibes.
anyway, medyo lahat ng subjects ko ay may exams bukas... shit ang weird ng sentence construction ko a. God bless nalang sakin.
please pray for my Lola Soleng. she passed away two days ago.
teka, may joke yung ninong kong super kaduper corny, i don't even know why it should be funny:
Q: anong pinagkaiba ng naghuhubad sa naliligo?
A: ang naghuhubad, nagtatago; ang naliligo nagtatabo.
putek. mas malala pa siya sakin ah. i guess kacornihan runs in the family. it's a sad gene, that corny gene.
meron pa palang tinext sa pinsan ko. natuwa ako eh:
A prince was cursed by a witch that he could only speak one word per year, but if he doesn't speak, he could save the word for the next year. one day, he saw a pretty princess and fell in love with her. he waited for ten years to say "darling, i love you, i would like to marry you". and guess what the princess replied, "Pardon?"
hahaha. ewan natatawa ako. ang sad kasi eh. parang you waited for that perfect moment and somehow, you screw it up. classic. haha. parang ako, i waited for crs, and, well, you know. kas on the loose! bad vibes.
anyway, medyo lahat ng subjects ko ay may exams bukas... shit ang weird ng sentence construction ko a. God bless nalang sakin.
please pray for my Lola Soleng. she passed away two days ago.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
wow ultimate bagal ng blogger ngayon ah. everything's going super slow today... haha. naalala ko yung kanina sa jma tambayan. putek, one minute went on like forever. seryoso. i'm not even kidding.
tomorrow i'll be walking/running/jogging/crawling 4.4 km for UP lakay. shooting stars. i don't even have decent shoes for walking/running/jogging/crawling. plus, it's in conflict with my clc caroling practice (naks naman, dedicated). now when's the auditions for *toooooot* (i'm sworn to secrecy)? i want to audition. i love auditions (uhmm, hinobboy mo ba).
waaah. i'm so bored i can't even blog right. i'd tell you the extent of my boredom but it might be too much for you (i can't even believe i'm doing it) so...
i saw happy-starstrucky crush at casaa, as expected. by the way, he had a haircut (super bagay) and got red highlights (i know...) and i didn't recognize him right away (magdreadful red highlights ka ba naman eh) but soul sister jc (yes, soul sisters na kami) saw happy-starstrucky crush as soon as he was within his peripherals. BUTDENAGEN, happy-starstrucky crush didn't eat there! he bought taho, so i followed him outside to buy taho (i know it's pathetic. haha.). BUTDENAGEN. stupid me positioned myself, uhmm. i can't describe my position, alam niyo na, kapos sa spatial intelligence. basta, i couldn't see him when he walked back towards the AS walk. tsk. susundan ko sana kaya lang ang freaky na eh. haha. so there, happy-starstrucky crush was gone forever. BUTDENAGEN. after artstud 1 (where we observe the art of gay flirting, or just flirting in general), nakita ko ulit si happy-starstrucky crush!!! o c'mon. just when i was about to give up on looking for him, he popped out of nowhere (actually, not out of nowhere exactly, he came from the direction of PHAN, which leads me to think that he's a psych major. oh God, please, sana psych siya!!!). yehehesss! panalo to the nth level! kaya lang... mukhang zhadingazhenzz... although jc wasn't getting "the vibe" from him (unlike Mr. T-bird). well it takes one to know one, and hopefully, he's not one. please lang.
anyway, i just have to mention this: NAKAPASOK NA AKO SA MAIN LIB!!!
thank God for form5s!
yun nga lang hanggang parang lobby lang kasi they require IDs sa loob ng library talaga.
tomorrow i'll be walking/running/jogging/crawling 4.4 km for UP lakay. shooting stars. i don't even have decent shoes for walking/running/jogging/crawling. plus, it's in conflict with my clc caroling practice (naks naman, dedicated). now when's the auditions for *toooooot* (i'm sworn to secrecy)? i want to audition. i love auditions (uhmm, hinobboy mo ba).
waaah. i'm so bored i can't even blog right. i'd tell you the extent of my boredom but it might be too much for you (i can't even believe i'm doing it) so...
i saw happy-starstrucky crush at casaa, as expected. by the way, he had a haircut (super bagay) and got red highlights (i know...) and i didn't recognize him right away (magdreadful red highlights ka ba naman eh) but soul sister jc (yes, soul sisters na kami) saw happy-starstrucky crush as soon as he was within his peripherals. BUTDENAGEN, happy-starstrucky crush didn't eat there! he bought taho, so i followed him outside to buy taho (i know it's pathetic. haha.). BUTDENAGEN. stupid me positioned myself, uhmm. i can't describe my position, alam niyo na, kapos sa spatial intelligence. basta, i couldn't see him when he walked back towards the AS walk. tsk. susundan ko sana kaya lang ang freaky na eh. haha. so there, happy-starstrucky crush was gone forever. BUTDENAGEN. after artstud 1 (where we observe the art of gay flirting, or just flirting in general), nakita ko ulit si happy-starstrucky crush!!! o c'mon. just when i was about to give up on looking for him, he popped out of nowhere (actually, not out of nowhere exactly, he came from the direction of PHAN, which leads me to think that he's a psych major. oh God, please, sana psych siya!!!). yehehesss! panalo to the nth level! kaya lang... mukhang zhadingazhenzz... although jc wasn't getting "the vibe" from him (unlike Mr. T-bird). well it takes one to know one, and hopefully, he's not one. please lang.
anyway, i just have to mention this: NAKAPASOK NA AKO SA MAIN LIB!!!
thank God for form5s!
yun nga lang hanggang parang lobby lang kasi they require IDs sa loob ng library talaga.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
what is wrong with tagboard??? wala na nga akong comment link, wala pa akong tagboard. mozta naman ang pagiging non-interactive ng blog ko diba.
anyway, i think i know what i'm going to do for my jma dilemma:
i'm gonna keep on doing it until i can't do it anymore. haha. basta bahala na. para naman may masabi akong kaya kong gawin ang isang bagay. i'm never matiyaga enough for anything. sana mapagtiyagaan ko ang rigorous jma app process. God help me. thank You po.
anyway, tomorrow, we have clc caroling practice and then there's the bakbakan. struggle boy.
anyway, i think i know what i'm going to do for my jma dilemma:
i'm gonna keep on doing it until i can't do it anymore. haha. basta bahala na. para naman may masabi akong kaya kong gawin ang isang bagay. i'm never matiyaga enough for anything. sana mapagtiyagaan ko ang rigorous jma app process. God help me. thank You po.
anyway, tomorrow, we have clc caroling practice and then there's the bakbakan. struggle boy.
walang title yung entries ko kasi walang title bar dito. wala lang, just in case you were wondering.
there a few things i'm pondering on (just 'cause i have absolutely nothing else to think about at this point)...
which is a better mindset towards *insert org here*:
a. sayang naman yung perang pinangbayad ko, itutuloy ko na.
b. nagsayang na nga ako ng pera, sasayangin ko pa ba ang oras at energy ko?
hmmm. i'm so confused. it's like the case of conflicting "truths"; both are very appealing right now. plus my pride is soooo stubbornly high, i can't just quit. well actually i can if this is something easy, but this one is actually posing as a challenge. if it weren't so damn hard and complicated, i would've just dropped it right away. but then again, if it weren't that hard, i wouldn't be so discouraged in the first place.
anyway, that isn't really that relevant right now, because we all know that i don't decide until something happens that forces me to.
so on to something "napapanahon". things are looking up in UP. haha. i see more cute guys this sem than i did the last. they look cleaner and more "starstrucky". haha. i know, much as i taunt starstruck fashion, i do like 'em nice and clean. there's this guy that i saw while i was climbing up the eternal AS stairs. he's cute. super clean, soft features. mighty cute. he's not even hot, just cute. haha. then i saw him again yesterday at casaa. i told jc about him, and it turns out that we're crushing on the same guy. haha. he said "casaa boy" eats at casaa MTh. now ya'll know where to find me at 10am,MTh. haha.
i joined a lot of orgs this sem, and i'm planning to join two more: UP YFC and UP mountaineers (simpler version. haha). i don't even think i'd be active in any of those. God knows how hard it is for me to warm up to new people (it took me almost 3 years for yfc).
good news: i finally paid for a UP ID
bad news: hindi pa rin ako nakakuha.
i swear it's the most stupid thing. i didn't even konw we needed to submit a 2x2 picture before we could get our id. waaaaah. you could just imagine my frustration. on that pivotal moment when i actually mustered up some energy and desire to get an id, i failed. i guess it's just not meant to be. i'd forever be id-less. good bye up lib, i barely knew thee (actually not at all eh. pfft.). worse, i'd never get a discount at max's (and i wanted this sooo bad).
there a few things i'm pondering on (just 'cause i have absolutely nothing else to think about at this point)...
which is a better mindset towards *insert org here*:
a. sayang naman yung perang pinangbayad ko, itutuloy ko na.
b. nagsayang na nga ako ng pera, sasayangin ko pa ba ang oras at energy ko?
hmmm. i'm so confused. it's like the case of conflicting "truths"; both are very appealing right now. plus my pride is soooo stubbornly high, i can't just quit. well actually i can if this is something easy, but this one is actually posing as a challenge. if it weren't so damn hard and complicated, i would've just dropped it right away. but then again, if it weren't that hard, i wouldn't be so discouraged in the first place.
anyway, that isn't really that relevant right now, because we all know that i don't decide until something happens that forces me to.
so on to something "napapanahon". things are looking up in UP. haha. i see more cute guys this sem than i did the last. they look cleaner and more "starstrucky". haha. i know, much as i taunt starstruck fashion, i do like 'em nice and clean. there's this guy that i saw while i was climbing up the eternal AS stairs. he's cute. super clean, soft features. mighty cute. he's not even hot, just cute. haha. then i saw him again yesterday at casaa. i told jc about him, and it turns out that we're crushing on the same guy. haha. he said "casaa boy" eats at casaa MTh. now ya'll know where to find me at 10am,MTh. haha.
i joined a lot of orgs this sem, and i'm planning to join two more: UP YFC and UP mountaineers (simpler version. haha). i don't even think i'd be active in any of those. God knows how hard it is for me to warm up to new people (it took me almost 3 years for yfc).
good news: i finally paid for a UP ID
bad news: hindi pa rin ako nakakuha.
i swear it's the most stupid thing. i didn't even konw we needed to submit a 2x2 picture before we could get our id. waaaaah. you could just imagine my frustration. on that pivotal moment when i actually mustered up some energy and desire to get an id, i failed. i guess it's just not meant to be. i'd forever be id-less. good bye up lib, i barely knew thee (actually not at all eh. pfft.). worse, i'd never get a discount at max's (and i wanted this sooo bad).
Monday, December 05, 2005
ang liit ng mundo. sobrang liit 'di na ako makahinga. hindi ako sanay ng ganito. i compartmentalize my social life into little pigeon holes to be sure that people i know won't know other people i know. pero hindi, the walls of my pigeon holes are collapsing, my friends are mingling, and it's out of my control. i hate it. haha. ang selfish eh.
basta. pray for me. i'm getting suffocated. i might just move to uranus. eww. haha.
i can't sleep. must be because of that looooong nap i had.
basta. pray for me. i'm getting suffocated. i might just move to uranus. eww. haha.
i can't sleep. must be because of that looooong nap i had.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
whoodeehoO!!! Good vibes. had i decided to blog seven hours earlier (around the time i decided to hybernate and forget) i would've written a long, dragging entry about someone who hurt me a lot this morning. tsk. anyway, like i said, itinulog ko na at ngayo'y good vibes na naman ako.:-)
i remember all the fun things that happened to me yesterday (siempre ihuhuli ko na yaong ultimate)
1. CLC caroling practice
ang galing talaga ni Cel! siya yung nag-arrange nung kakantahin namin (pati nung kakantahin ng cssp people, which i'm not even sure about dahil nang-eavesdrop lang ako). anyway, saksakan ang kataasan ng carol of the bells. help.
2. MCHS fair
in fairness, walang nagbago. haha. just the ferris wheel, which catastrophically, i wasn't able to try. there were still nice, pretty boys whom i'm not interested in anymore (promise. haha) and ubiquitous giggly girls, all clad in their best starstruck outfits. haha. i swear, they all looked the same. the boys were all "preppy-ish" and the girls were all, "bratz-ish". we saw teacher yvette and she paid for our snow cone and caterpillar ride (and my wedding sana, kaya lang walang groom. haha.)
3. Just Like Heaven
i wouldn't normally watch a romantic comedy in a moviehouse because i'm not a fan of the genre (mga pang-dvd sakin), but this one i actually enjoyed. cute. it's about being alone, a concept i am absolutely alien to. haha. quotable quote: "without you, it's like i don't exist." nakanampuch. daig pang love to love sa hirit ah. moral lesson: don't ditch dates.
4. barkada reunion
so as we were walking the length of gateway, we decided to drop by shoe salon (was that it even?). lo and behold, we ran into sandy(krungs, as we fondly call her) and joseph(sep, his barkada nickname). grabe, we haven't seen each other in so long, we just hugged and besoed for all the mall to see. it was so embarrassing. i remember when we used to just go out and have fun (oh how ditzy) until showbiz tear us apart. krungs and sep went off to become starstruck (star circle, whatever) stars, mich decided to be a daughter of Wilma Galvante's (gma big boss), JB became a designer and I, a humble top model. it's sad story. but now we're back together, together. i want to show you... our picture:
Bestfriends for life!
my multiply is slowly becoming active! haha. yeah, slowly, like 6 pictures a day. yehey!
i remember all the fun things that happened to me yesterday (siempre ihuhuli ko na yaong ultimate)
1. CLC caroling practice
ang galing talaga ni Cel! siya yung nag-arrange nung kakantahin namin (pati nung kakantahin ng cssp people, which i'm not even sure about dahil nang-eavesdrop lang ako). anyway, saksakan ang kataasan ng carol of the bells. help.
2. MCHS fair
in fairness, walang nagbago. haha. just the ferris wheel, which catastrophically, i wasn't able to try. there were still nice, pretty boys whom i'm not interested in anymore (promise. haha) and ubiquitous giggly girls, all clad in their best starstruck outfits. haha. i swear, they all looked the same. the boys were all "preppy-ish" and the girls were all, "bratz-ish". we saw teacher yvette and she paid for our snow cone and caterpillar ride (and my wedding sana, kaya lang walang groom. haha.)
3. Just Like Heaven
i wouldn't normally watch a romantic comedy in a moviehouse because i'm not a fan of the genre (mga pang-dvd sakin), but this one i actually enjoyed. cute. it's about being alone, a concept i am absolutely alien to. haha. quotable quote: "without you, it's like i don't exist." nakanampuch. daig pang love to love sa hirit ah. moral lesson: don't ditch dates.
4. barkada reunion
so as we were walking the length of gateway, we decided to drop by shoe salon (was that it even?). lo and behold, we ran into sandy(krungs, as we fondly call her) and joseph(sep, his barkada nickname). grabe, we haven't seen each other in so long, we just hugged and besoed for all the mall to see. it was so embarrassing. i remember when we used to just go out and have fun (oh how ditzy) until showbiz tear us apart. krungs and sep went off to become starstruck (star circle, whatever) stars, mich decided to be a daughter of Wilma Galvante's (gma big boss), JB became a designer and I, a humble top model. it's sad story. but now we're back together, together. i want to show you... our picture:
Bestfriends for life!
my multiply is slowly becoming active! haha. yeah, slowly, like 6 pictures a day. yehey!
Friday, December 02, 2005
waiting position.
no shorts, only talls
ang pagdadalaga ni major dooyit
ate! ate!
i hate errands
all glory to that
shit --> bwisit na BFG
nahulugan po ng hair dye
kasi nagtae yung ballpen
wag mong bubuksan ang likod, magsisisi ka
basta andami pang nagpatawa sakin today. nanginginig-nginig pa nga ako eh. whoohoo.
grabe, napaka-ungrateful talaga niyang linchak naming alma mater. to think sobrang in love pa ako sa kanya kaninang umaga. hmph. di kami nakapasok dahil nakashorts si jb. uhmmm. bez, black shorts. hanggang tuhod. at naka-green raulroco/mahal-kong-maynila top pa si jb. tsk. mc. napaka un-fair mo! (yikee, lame attempt sa witty banter).
o sha, next time nalang i'm trying to work my multiply. (yeah, my english is deteriorating)
no shorts, only talls
ang pagdadalaga ni major dooyit
ate! ate!
i hate errands
all glory to that
shit --> bwisit na BFG
nahulugan po ng hair dye
kasi nagtae yung ballpen
wag mong bubuksan ang likod, magsisisi ka
basta andami pang nagpatawa sakin today. nanginginig-nginig pa nga ako eh. whoohoo.
grabe, napaka-ungrateful talaga niyang linchak naming alma mater. to think sobrang in love pa ako sa kanya kaninang umaga. hmph. di kami nakapasok dahil nakashorts si jb. uhmmm. bez, black shorts. hanggang tuhod. at naka-green raulroco/mahal-kong-maynila top pa si jb. tsk. mc. napaka un-fair mo! (yikee, lame attempt sa witty banter).
o sha, next time nalang i'm trying to work my multiply. (yeah, my english is deteriorating)
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