GET INSIDE MY MIND AND YOU WILL KNOW WHAT I MEAN

Hiding.

2011-07-17T03:38:00.001+08:00

I hid some of my posts as drafts. The world is not ready to read it yet!

Octubre de Uno

2010-10-02T01:25:00.002+08:00

Imagine just how time moves so fast. I am a bum for 3 months now (plus a few days). I am waiting.... Everybody hates the waiting part, don't you agree? It is alright. I still feel blessed spending quality time with my family, friends and boyfriend. I also spend more time for myself, discovering new things! I am trying new hobbies for now. I really want to maximize the time I have right now. I stay connected with friends near or far. You know I can not use the excuse, "busy ko eh!" not to see them because I have all the time in the world right now, for crying out loud! I am truly blessed.

Today, I went to hear the first Friday mass with M. I was surprised he was in my place earlier than I expect him to be. We went to church together and I was able to listen to the gospel and homily well. The church was not that crowded or too noisy. I have to be honest, what I dislike about going to church on Sundays especially in big churches is because people come in and out and there's just too much noise that i easily get distracted. I am sorry that my will to concentrate with the priest's gospel or homily is not that strong. I always like going to church on weekdays. Back to the gospel and the homily, it was about St. Therese of the Child Jesus. It reminds us to be child-like so that we can enter the Father's Kingdom. Child-like and not childish. I will always keep that in mind. :)

After we went to the church, M and I ordered XL-sized Calda pizza for the family. It was our first time in Calda Pizza. You know how Bacolod is crazy about huge-sized pizzas, right? I will probably make a blog entry about it soon. When we get home, Mama asked me to buy ice cream to go with the pizza. That was our dinner! I was really happy because we were so full and had a good time.

It is Masskara month for Bacolod. :) Cheers everyone and have a great month ahead of us!

A Sweet Celebration :)

2010-09-24T00:13:00.006+08:00

Today (Sept. 23), M and I celebrates our 21 months of being a couple. Let me rephrase that, we celebrate our 21 months of loving each other and for the many months to come. Cheers!

He took me to a "cake date". He was supposed to give me a cake weeks ago as a peace offering for an argument we had that I already forgot what was about. I told him we'll just have a cake date on the 23rd and so we did. Instead of the usual Bob's and Calea we went to Miren's Dessert Cafe. I know Miren of Miren Dessert Express. I came across her on-line store 2 years ago. She was Manila-based then but I understand she went to Bacolod regularly. I ordered for a revel bar tray but she couldn't made it that time in Bacolod so I never had the chance to taste the goodies :( But not today! M and I ordered revel bar, chocolate cream cheese square, red velvet cake and a decadent chocolate cake. We all have those goodies just for ourselves! I like the revel bar best. I am just a revel bar person. By the way another revel bar I love is that of Kiosko (not sure of the spelling) in Dumaguete City.

Miren's Cafe is the minimalist kind. They just opened probably this month. The walls match the floor's color which is white. If I am to ask I don't think a white-colored floor is a good choice for a dessert shop. It can easily be stained. I know they are bound for improvements for their interiors soon so I wish them luck. The signage outside is attractive, it is not too flashy.

M and I enjoyed our moments together. We talked about our not-so-distant future. Oh, I feel so old! We talked about wanting our own espresso maker someday. After our "cake date", we walked our way to Robinson's mall which is a few meters away from Miren's. We did some window shopping until around 7PM and we both went home. It's really a happy day for us! Plus, it's one of my friend's birthday, Jade. We celebrated her birthday although she's hundred kilometers away. This is indeed a sweet day. I just love moments like this!

FYI: Miren's is located in Lopue's Mandalagan just beside the Riverside Medical Center Satellite Clinic. Prices of cake slices are around 70php to 80php while the pars are no more than 50php. They also serve cold and hot drinks, a tall glass of their drinks will cost you 80php, an average.

From top left-cream chesse square, red velvet cake, chocolate decadent and my gooey revel bar

That's a tall glass of berry-something.

Playing with their neat coasters :)

This looks simple and neat :)

San Marino Tuna Paella

2010-09-23T01:26:00.003+08:00

I wanted to try this canned food because it will be my first time to eat "canned rice". I saw their tv commercial probably 38832059453493 times. If I can only let you hear how they sing "Tunaaaaaaah Paeeeeelyaaaah" in that ad. It is like a song that best suits as a background music for a sex video scandal. Think of "Careless Whisper" in Hayden Kho and Katrina Halili's infamous sex video scandal a year ago. Here's a photo from my Samsung phone.

If I had to rate it I will give it a 6.5. It is not bad tasting and it can really make you full. If you are in hurry and got no time to prepare for your packed lunch, you should try this! It is around 25 pesos if I remember it right. I just find it oily but the tuna chunks are good, they are just enough. So go and try your own "Tunaaaaaah Paeelllyaaaaaaaaaah".

Just Looking Back

2010-09-23T01:02:00.002+08:00

I went to see how I wrote blogs 4 years ago. September 2006. I can't believe that was already 4 years. :) In between September 2006 and to-date I think I changed a lot. Four years ago I was bitter, angst-driven, selfish and was pessimistic. I was also 40 pounds lighter, mind you! Today, I am already 24. I TRY my best to be a better person in any way I can although I admit I really am no good at it. But hey, I am trying!

CHEERS TO THE FOUR YEARS THAT IT HAS BEEN! :)

Happy 21 Months For Us :)

2010-09-23T00:36:00.002+08:00

Today is a special day because it is the 21st month of being a couple with M. I love this man! =) I just want to marry him someday and raise our kids. Hahahaha!
Since there's no word such as monthsary let me greet him a HAPPY 21 MONTHS OF SOLID LOVING EACH OTHER!

What's In A Bag (version 2010)

2010-09-22T01:46:00.002+08:00

I made something like this 4 years ago and I feel like doing it again. Why not especially when you are bored.

And yes, this is my first blog entry after the looooongest time. That was one-heck-of-a-blog-hiatus!

I just came from a children's birthday party yesterday, specifically that of Indie Piccio, daughter of couple Marco and Rahima Piccio. Rahima is a friend since high school and was a block mate in college. I am one of Indie's godmother. I am a godmother to almost ten kids and I am only 24. Here's a quick list of them.

1. Aia - My cousin Johann's daughter, she is turning 7 this December.
2. Teo- Johanna's son to Maurice, he is 3 years old.
3. Jedrick- Udrick and Joan's son. Joanne is giving birth for their second baby soon!
4. Indie- Daughter of Ram and Marco.
5. Yohann- son of Fredelyn and Jeremi. He is 2 years old.
6. Gionne- son of Mea and Jingol. He is also 2 years old.
7. Angelique-daughter of Cheryl Rodrigo.
8. K.I.- son of Ramon. He's 1 year old.

Oh, I have 8. :) I wish I can set a good role example to them!

Weeeh.

Here’s a photo of my bag’s contents for yesterday

Starting from top-left that is a hairbrush I asked my aunt to purchase for me while we were in the mall. My sister, Le Nette has the same kind but of different color. It is not Denman or Goody but I believe it is as good. The pink thing is my umbrella case, the umbrella got broken two days ago and I feel bad because it’s expensive but Papa told me we can have it fix. Next in the picture are ponytail holders, a Snitch chocolate bar because I love chocolates for all the wrong and right reasons! My headphones for my Samsung cellphone, wet wipes I purchased in Novo store, it must be fake or cheap and I use it to wipe my face and neck especially under the scorching heat of the sun. That is my red wallet I purchased a month ago. A fan I purchased in Novo, known for its cheap but almost-reliable products. A bottle of Victoria’s Secret cologne spray, Vitresse hair-something. I seldom use the Vitresse but I think it is reliable for those bad hair days whick I rarely experience. A small bottle for alcohol for those quick hand sanitizing moments. My kikay kit, a soiled white hanky because I like white hankies best. My spongebob coin purse. My SM advantage card, a sign pen, a part of the gift Dwight gave me for Christmas, my Samsung cellphone for either Smart or Sun. That is a notepad my friend Roslyn gave me as pasalubong from Manille. Some cash, a purse Lorygil, my former co-worker gave me, a new fresh hanky, face towel, post-its because I like carrying them around. Lubricant, it is always in my kikay kit, I think I got this from my gay friend. Hahaha! Cove rGirl face powder which I do not use, Face Shop’s face powder which I often use, an eye shadow in silver, Careline’s blush on, ponytail holder, tootbrush, eyebrow wax, another eyeshadow by Clinique, water shine lipstick by Maybelline and a toothpaste! That's a lot! :)

The things inside your bag says a lot about you. The photo displayed in your wallet tells a lot about you too. This is really a nice thing to post in your blog so c'mon show me what are teh stuff inside your bag. :)

an open letter to m from m

2008-11-20T01:41:00.002+08:00

I wrote my first letter for you maybe a week ago. It was drafted from my edorsement for the graveyard shift in the hospital. I forgot where it is but a ggod chance is that I threw it away.

I love making letters because when I get to read it again in the future which is so uncertain, anyways, it reminds me of the past. This past is the NOW that I have. All I care is the now. You are my now.

INSOMMIA?!

2008-09-23T04:20:00.002+08:00

I can't get myself to sleep. I was probably in REM stage when I jerked my right foot and woke myself. Later, I was trying to let myself sleep again. I think I heard myself snore! Hahaha! I jerked my left hand and I was awake once again. Hayyy. I'm exchanging ims with a few friends now. I'll be in slumber land in a few minutes. :)

101 in 1001

2008-09-22T03:24:00.002+08:00

I just lifted this from my blog. It was in October 2006 and I think I have to update it.

101 THINGS TO DO IN 1001 DAYS

1. Live independently in Makati

2. Hand balloons to children I will meet on the streets

3. try at least one local restaurant a month----------------I thik I'm doing this

4. compose a song and ask someone to sing it

5. own a vintage camera---------------I have a Holga 135 BC

6. take pictures of random faces and places----------------I always do this

7. plant a tree on my birthday

8. play the violin

9. dance flamenco

10. donate blood (500-1000 ml)

11. learn to drive

12. own a driver’s license and check the “will donate vital organs Incas of clinical death”

13. fly balloons with love letters tied on it

14. eat adobong balut

15. wear fiery red hot lipstick match with fiery red hot nails and paint the town red

16. volunteer to paint the living room’s ceiling

17. play praise songs on Sunday mornings

18. kiss someone torridly and laugh hard after------------------ I did but the laugh hard was not that hard.

19. fix something broken inside the house

20. will have a tequila body shot

21. memorize by heart a prayer found in Psalms

22. own two black dress; the first from a vintage shop and the second a brandy one

23. drink scotch to sleep

24. make friendship bands and hand them to friends

25. surprise visit my granny and bring her/them something

26. go to the Cathedral, light candles and pray for someone ----------I did this for a lot of times already

27. have coffee with stranger and convince him I am half Thai and half Vietnamese and my name is Ryan

28. be a volunteer to Greenpeace

29. bake cookies and give it to the orphanage

30. write an open-letter to God and have it post in my blog-------- I already did this one

31. camp in a friend’s backyard

32. have a real spa treatment

33. wear colored contact lens

34. eat a fruit I really hate

35. write a story and have some friends read it

36. pick fresh flowers, put it in a vase and put it in my bedside table or better yet give it to a stranger

37. make a video of random people asking them random questions

38. befriend a special child

39. make out in a roof top (while it is raining)

40. will not load my cellphones for a month

41. read the lifestyle section of newspapers every weekends

42. know some of the constellations and stargaze after

43. go to confession

44. play tennis

45. read 2 books a month

46. return all things I borrowed

47. fly a kite

48. ride a real hot air balloon

49. play in the arcade

50. make a cd of “songs in my life”

51. make a photo album

52. hand bind all the stories, poems, articles and etc. that I made

53. clean out the mess in my room----- I am getting good at this

54. file my old notes and put them in a box-----------done! :)

55. donate all the old clothes in my closet

56. drop a bad habit which is smoking--------------of course!

57. reach out to all my high school friends and say hi to them (e-mail, text ...)

58. meet Zanjoe Marudo in flesh

59. will stroll in the city’s downtown and memorize the whole place

60. backpack and visit a town I’ve never been

61. sleep on the shore under the moonlight------------I did this in Guimaras

62. approach a stranger and convince him you were once flatmates

63. make an experimental recipe and let my family taste it

64. write down some cute quotations colored paper and put it in a bottle

65. shed off some pounds

66. have a movie marathon of romantic comedy movies

67. trace my dad’s relatives in the net and say hi to them (atleast 20)

68. paint something on canvas

69. read a story to some kid

70. make a “healthy sandwich” and have it for lunch in a week

71. be a barista

72. make a savings account of my own

73. write quote on some paper strips and put them in a huge bottle

74. visit another country

75. sew a bag

76. get my belly pierced

77. learn mah jong

78. make friend with a kid in a mall

79. write a love letter to myself

80. ride on a train (not MRT or LRT)-----I already did this

81. do an eyelift

82. do a teeth transplant---what about gum scraping?

83. try skindipping

84. jog ten miles

85. will not eat “fastfood’s food” for a month

86. be a barista---ooops, I repeated it and boy, this one is difficult!

87. read more books on bookstores (without buying them)--- I am good at this

88. share cotton candy with an old person

89. wish on a falling star

90. have to see sunrises more than ten times

91. make a movie list of movies to watch (as of present date only) and watch them

92. run around naked on a wide field when its raining

93. convince a guy to pose naked for you and draw him

94. watch sunset with someone I love (more than one is ok)

95. visit the city’s museum and zoo

96. eat pasta using hands only together with someone

97. learn French (seriously)

98. learn another native dialect

99. blow bubbles with some kids

100. make a mixed drink

101. tell a person/s “I Love You” and mean it----- yes, I did this and it did not last too long :(

By :Myzing C.

September 27, 2006; 2:09 A.M

My Witnesses:

_____Liezl Jade Bandiola__________________

___Lyden Barcelita_____________________

__Shrara Mae Corral______________________

Date and Place Signed :___________________________

Life Can or Can't Wait?

2008-09-22T01:50:00.004+08:00

The Sunsilk shampoo ad tells us life can't wait.

The Havitall Daily Vitamins Ad tells us life can wait or there are things in life that can wait.

What's your say?

missing you

2008-09-21T02:13:00.004+08:00

I miss my sister, Wing. We last saw each other last Feb. 2008. She moved to UK with her husband. We talk every week on yahoo messenger voice chat with webcam and exchange sms every now and then but it's way different. Everybody in the family miss her. That's her in the photo (white top) and me, of course! The one texting in the photo is our younger sister Le Nette.

I'll see you my mojaah soon. :) *mwaaah*

juicer: major space occupier

2008-09-21T01:12:00.004+08:00

Today my parent bought an electric juicer. Technically, it should be WE and yes, that includes myself. I involuntarily shell out 750php for the juicer. I was like "Whoa, really?!". I woke up early in the afternoon and my mother told me , "Mabakal si papa mo juicer karon, 750 kuno imo" ("Your dad will buy an electric juicer later and your share is 750php'). I just said yes after telling them sometimes they (my parents) really surprise me a lot. I sugegsted my dad to buy the many-in-1 juicer or whatever itw as called. He told me it costs 3,000 pesos and he has a budget for 1,800 pesos the most only. Fine. He wanted a juicer so he could do carot juice. My dad is really that health conscious. He has hypertension and he just made yet anothercheck up with his physician where he was told to avoid eating canned goods and increase his vegetables and fruits consumption. As a nurse and hiis daught, I am not really strict with him. I would sometimes tease him to eat porkchop or ask him to not religiously take his medicines. He has this maintenance meds for his hypertension. I remember a funny story my dad had with his doctor some time this year. I'll tell you about it when I'm done blabbing about our new electric juicer. When my parents came home tehy already had teh juicer with them. I eagerly tried to set it up. I was so lazy to go through the manual so instead I asked papa to explain to me how to use it. I think it was so complicated! It looks like a n unfriendly robot to me. It looks very close to this photo below:

It looks more complicated when you get to see it and hold it in person. Is it complicated or is it just me? Hahaha! I was a bit hesistant to use it because I might be doing it the wrong way. I even mentioned that it is such a major space occupier in our very small kitchen. I was thinking the appliance is too big for being just a juicer, alone. My dad cut soem apples after washing our new juicer. He asked me to try it so I did. It was a bit time consuming since you have to drio apple slices by twos. The apple slices should also be no more than 3 inches long because it won't go through the hole above the juicer. And, you have to push it down maually! Urgh! It was not an easy job becuae you have to do the slicing and etc. (wait 'til we get to the washing part). Three big apples made 3 glasses of apple juice. I put ice on it and we all enjoyed it togetehr with brownies from Dunkin Donuts. By the way, for this day doughnuts, brownies and drinksfrom Dunkin Donuts were sold at 11 pesos only each. It was a one day promo, though. The juice tastes good. It was maybe my first time to taste 100% natural apple juice. Yeebah!

Here we go to the washing part. Boy, wasn't I surprised that otehr from the pulp found in the "pulp collector" there are more to see inside the juicer. When you clean the juicer, you have to detach some parts so you can wash it. There was a handful if I remeber it right. I felt like maybe this brand of juicer is making too much pulp than it reall should be. I have to found it yet soon when I try other fruits. The electric juicer is not my kind of appliance in the kicthen. Maybe my dad bought the not so good brand. I forgot the brand. I will check it tomorrow. It is too chunky looking and for me it's not easy to clean. It also occupy a big space. I love microwave oven better! hahaha! If I get to do juice a lot of fruits this week maybe I'll love the electric juicer. Who knows?

Ok, back to my dad's conversation with his doctor. I honestly find the conversation somewhat funny but I feel a litte guilt about it. The doctor asked my father if he regularly monitors his blood pressure and my father said no, he does not. The doctor asked him is there somebody in the house who can atleast check his blood preessure once in a while. My father told the doctor that all his three daughters are nurses. Hahahaha, was the doctor surprised! Technically, it was only twoof us because my younger sister was a student nurse then but she's going to take her NLE this Novemeber. I know she can make it. :) I sometimes check my fatehr's blood pressure. It was actually him who doesn't check it regularly. Hahahah. I'm defending myself!

You know what, for today I was thinking of being a chef. Let's see what will I want to be tomorrow.

on that corner

2008-09-21T00:29:00.004+08:00

I am currently doing this blog entry on my bed. My lap top is on top of my crossed legs while on a reclining position. It is not easy because I can feel my legs about to get cramps so I alternately cross my right leg with my left. I could have do my internet surfing on my study table but for weird reasons I don;t feel good there. I was sitting there for a few minutes before I decided to transfer on my bed. Sitting there gives me a "heavy" feeling and it's weird. It was actually the third time around already. I was reading Lestat, The Vampire minutes ago and was planning to do drills on IELTS test. Maybe I was just justifying my laziness to study and chose to lie on bed. Is it some psychological thing or what?

B the way, I cooked something of of adobo left overs. I dipped the chicken adobo into a mixture of bread crumbs, egg, dry basil leaves, flour and soy sauce. I sprinkled it with an all-season and some black pepper. The outer part taste good. I want to do some sizzling dish soon. I even copied a sizzling squid recipe from the internet but I am thinking of sizzling adobo in thick sauce. What do you think?

Photos of my study table...

Le Nette, my younger sister checking her Friendster page, I bet.

I already removed the magnetic white board, no, it fell some time because the adhesive tape was not of good quality.

A personal favorite pizza parlor

2008-09-18T22:29:00.015+08:00

In Bacolod, that is. I like their anchovies pasta. It might be too oily for some but it's fine because I bet my ass it's olive oil. Olive oil is supposed to be healthy, right? I think so. The service is perfect and that matters to me big time!!! I am really nice with really nice waiters and waitresses. You should, I tell you because you don't know what they might added to your food because ou were so not-nice to them.
Pizsas also serve their food under 15 minutes an average. The atmospere is not that of too much fancy but the lightings are perfect and the paintings are nice to look at. They only have one branch left because I remeber they used to have two. You can visit them in Goldenfields Commercial Complex.

The last time I went there I gave a feed back that I like their place and suggested that they add more choices for desserts. The manager, I supposed told me they will add more choices in their smoothies or fruit shakes section. I haven't been there lately so maybe I can check it out soon. :)

I can't memorize everything that are in their menu list but the pizza will never fail you because the thin crust is my real definition of thin crust. It is far from Sky Flakes-like-thin-crust-pizza.

I am lucky enough to save photos from a late dinner I had in Pizsas almost a year ago.

Jeremi and Fredelyn. It was Jeremi's birthday. They now have a cutie baby boy named Yohann Angelo.

I think those were paintings.

Can you see the oozing cheese? It was melting right on my tongue.

And they were all yellow and gone. :]

Fredelyn and the girl behind this blog. *ahemmm*

updates in random

2008-09-18T22:29:00.005+08:00

none really. Right

-I am a RN in the Phil and trying to work my arse to be a USA-RN in early of 2009. You pray for m e and wish me the best.
-I'm a bum. It's been 4 months and counting.
-I like to believe I do self review but being a bum was never this busy. Right.
-I have an on-line business. I sell stuff. You can ask me about it.
-i gained weight. What do you expect?!
-I joined a young professional group that meets on Wednesdays nights.
-I am trying new hobbies every now and then. Lomography. Yeah, what else? No more. :]
-I don't read much just like before. The NCLEX module is a good depressant. It made me quit reading. Thanks!
-I'm enrolled in a master's program. I might be a nurse educator.
-I thought I was in a diet. haha!

old blogs, old love

2008-09-18T22:29:00.002+08:00

And I am back with this old blog. http://zhabbisluv.livejournal.com was the mistress. We had good times, sure enough but I keep on missing this. It must be the old times we had, old lover.

Baby Gion :))

2008-03-25T01:40:00.002+08:00

Finally, I already laid my eyes on this cute creature. He's my friend's (Mea) adorable son. Birthday is March 2, 2008. I saw him a week after in Mea's house. I was with Jenn and Mon-mon, later Apple and her classmates paid a visit too. I just can't imagine how time flew so fast. We were just high school girls yesterday. Yayy. We're finished with college already, actually. More pics on http://myzing.multiply.com/ Here's a pic with Mea, Jenn, Apple, Mon-mon and me surrounding baby Gion in his crib.

SANINGS, finally!

2008-03-16T15:43:00.003+08:00

If you happen to reside in Bacolod City, you might have heard of this infamous karenderia. Karenderia, carenderya, kalenderya or wahtever you want to call it. I do not exactly know what is the English equivalent for that. Let me just describe it. A karenderia is like a diner minus all the frills. It is often small in size. It usually got tables that are closely spaced with each other plus the chairs. The viands are in display for the people to choose what they want. It is always in a ala carte, if that helps. You aske for a serving of viand #1 and then a serving of viand #2. Everyday the viands are different except for a few favorites like Linagang baka (beef stew, maybe) and the adobo, perhaps. Some karenderia offers the meal package in where you it already includes a viand, rice, soup and maybe a soda. The rice are served by first shaping it in a tea cup and then the cup is turned upside down on a plate so the rice serving will transfer on you plate. Some cups are too small and some servers would loosely fit the rice inside the cup making you ask for an extra rice after you are done with your first. Karenderias are usually cheap. There are people who will never dare eat in one because they feel like it's dirty and unsanitized. (Are you people sure that restaurants are clean as you think they are supposed to?) I know some fairly clean karenderias. The thing is that they sould have clean water source (not those open buckets of water), food is served hot and so are the utensils. During my college days I can say that I ate to a fairly a lot of karenderias already. But, I never ate at Sanings. What is with Sanings?

I always hear it from friends, friends of friends and friends of friends of friends. They would say that the people there are flocking and that you sometimes have to wait so you can get a table. The famous menu is the linaga and also the parpilya. It's a secret dining place (no more), they say. You get to eat there with students, yuppies, oldies, "rich kids", mountaineers, emloyees and employers. It is located somewhere in Banago alongside other stalls of vegetables and eateries among others. It is almost hard to miss if you've never been there.

March 14. I finally got there. My bestfriend Jen, woke me up by scratching my sole and told me that we have lunch at Sanings with nong Gene. It was lunch time and so I hurriedly dress up.

It was my first time and it thrills me because first times should always thrill you, right? It was a Saturday and the it was almost full of peole but we managed to get a table quick. We were served with 3 smoking bowls of what appears to be linagang baka, it was greatly decoarted with green onions. The rice are se

Old Coffee Pictures

2008-03-15T02:07:00.006+08:00

Pictures dated last 2006 with Jade and Geofrey. We had coffee at Erika's Cup, thanks Geoff. :)) I think beer followed but let's skip that. LOL. The cigarette pictures, I really want to delete it. I DO NOT like it. Help. :))

The Infinite

2008-03-15T01:32:00.002+08:00

Today, March 14 I pretty well accomplished a lot of stuff. I woke up at about 9 which is too early for me. I tried to upload pictures but Multiply is the b*tch that will occasionally give me anUPLOADER FAILED message. This not-so-reliable PC is virtually low in memory so I have to delete gazillion of pictures before it will be completely dead. I went to my aunt's place for a late lunch because they just opened their grocery store and internet cafe which is named WALING-WALING. I find the name funny. I know it's an orchid variety which Davao is famous of. My aunt told me it was because the owner of the building, which is her older sister and brother-in-law, which is now my aunt and uncle or whatever, worked for many places with flowers associated to it. The couple are doctors in Hawaii and I think that explains. If you happen to go to the Pana-ad festival, the said store is located infront of those amusement park rides. I went to my ex-school (hehehe) to request for TOR, diploma and honorary dismissal. I was absent for my IELTS workshop (for the third time) because nong Gene treated me and nong Dino for pizza. I am most cheap. Bribe me with food. ULK. I bought a book. It's Jessica Zafra's Twisted 8. I bought it because the book look great with it's plastic cover, the book store lights did the trick, the infinite sign looks appealing and I really do read Jessica Zafra. I asked nong Gene if the infinite sign looks familiar to him too. He said yes, it's the ribbon people pin on their breast pocket every World AIDS day. He was helpful, really. Look here....

MAYBE there is a similarity but I learn about the infinite sign in algebra class and the AIDS ribbon from, oh, I never learned about it.
The publisher's note is the most interesting. Read this one:

"It is our contribution to the campaign to reduce the amount of stupidity in the world."

I never know there was a campaign. Maybe because I belong to the umbrella of the stupid.
I read the book when I reached home. I read it in between Mari Mar's final episode and commercials.The publisher said you can read it just like when you listen to your IPOD on shuffle mode. That is what I did even with the previous Twisted series. I was a bit disappointed because i expect it to be much like the other Twisted. I hate it when prejudices influence my readings. Dang. I feel like she's less angsty now, which is bad. Zafra is equals to angst. I think that sometimes I write the way she does. On many of my high school random journals they were either influenced by Zafra or Bob Ong. I was once noted to look like her! I used to wear weird shaped eyeglasses in my senior year. I was obese ('til now) and I kinda hate the world. I was like an old maid wanting all people to be equally miserable like me. I studied Zafra's face on one of her book cover. She has a flat nose just like mine (but mine is cute-ier), zits, large eyes and that's all I remember. I am the prettier version of Jessica Zafra. LOL. She's not that ugly, if you think I am trying to implythat she is. Let's say in a ladder she sits on the pretty step while I sit on both the prettier and the prettiest steps.
I like her entry about how she read the Holy Bible when she was a kid. I was exactly like her. I have my own book of Bible stories. I really want to share that experience I had but I have to make another blog entry for that. I don't want to eat much of your time so I have to do it on a separate one.

My Time

2008-03-02T01:33:00.005+08:00

So, this is one of those lazy nights I always have and love. This is the reason of my lack of sleep and binging too much but it's ok. Staying up late is a learning time for me.

Minutes ago I was blog-hopping. I saw sites of Ala Paredes, Bianca Gonzalez, Patty Laurel, Carlo Ledesma and etc.. They are the famous people (atleast for me they are). I envy them for they traveled a lot. I want to travel into many, many places.

I want to meet people. I want to eat the food they eat. I want to greet them in their dialect. I want to take pictures. I want, I want, I want!!! I am young and my time to do that is yet to come.

I want to go to Japan next year. I do not know how but I want to go to Tokyo, Japan! Oh, I am so crazy. I am not a fan of Japanese cuisine except I eat sushi (which is so expensive!) but I still want to go there. I also want to go to España but not too soon.

I am a nurse now, by the way. REGISTERED NURSE!!!!! I thank God for that. :)

My father suggests I work in Singapore next year. I don't know yet because I have to serve my fellow men first for a year. I am also considering a masteral degree next year so plans are so ever-changing. :) I pray that God will guide me.

Back to those blogs... I envy it much. Don't worry because if I can see the whole world soon I'm going to post gazillion of pictures here, okay?

For the mean time I'm going to upload HAPPY PICTURES. FIREWORKSSSSS!!!! Fireworks make me happy even just for a fraction of a second.

Oooops, I am so sorry. I don't know how to post my pictures properly. :[[ I took the pictures from SM City December 2007.

Welcome back crazy!

2008-01-27T00:35:00.001+08:00

After the longest time of having my so-called blog leave, I am back again. Let's see, I have a mistress blog. It's my multiply account. http://myzing.multiply.com/. I haven't deleted yet my first multiply account which is http://mindofmyz.multiply.com/ I tell you, multiply is user-friendly, themes are ready made and it's like evrything else in one. It's my blog, chat box, photo blog, review blog, links to other sites and etc plus, plus my contacts are increasing. I love my blogspot. It's my first love and I must be honest though this is my first love I had a thought months ago of completely neglecting it but I never thought that the saying" First love never dies" is true. Ok, I have an account on every random sites I know but I try to make this blog the "serious one". You know, for the serious and the old. Kid you. I'll see you later, old lover.

2006-10-10T01:06:00.000+08:00

Great! Guess what happened... Ah, I'm leaving it for you to guess but here's an excerpt from a draft I made in my Multiply account....
"If there is anybody out there who knows the complexity of a middle child, it should be me. Sad to say, I am a middle child and it is something I lived as a struggle of both pain and happiness for twenty years now. I have two sisters. They are two opposing poles, the north and the south. I am their equator. It is never easy handling them both because I act as a younger sister to the other one and an elder sister to the other, thus the middle child complexity happens. To my parents, they see me as the independent one. Someone capable of making her own fucking decisions in life that they sometimes forgot I need them to back me up (even in just choosing a fucking pink top for my pseudo job interview.) I can go out and party all night and they can worry the least of me becasue they know I am fucking capable of finding my way home in the dawn safe and sound .They knew I will never get drunk. they knew I will not do anything so stupid ithat will ruin my damn life. Yes, they knew...or maybe they know nothing at all..."

so BOOORRRINg, you won't dare read this!

2006-10-08T17:50:00.000+08:00

And so it is Sunday. I forgot to play worship songs by the time I woke up this morning. Grrrr.. I have all my "things-to-do" in my mind for today. .....do the laundry, take off the scrap in my room, change the sheets, do my English project... I want this day to be productive so I have to move my obese ass off the bad and keep moving. I am almost done with the laundry which is like 10 tons heavy! can you imagine that? My wonderful family members even left me home alone. Talking about a modern day Cinderella story... Hey, I don't want to be Cinderella. Since I was a kid I always wanted the roles of the evil step sisters and Cruella Da Ville. Now, I'm loving Lavinia's role in Bituing Walang Ningning, too bad it has to end. (As if I religiously watch that series) So here I am, drinking another mug of cold coffee and is trying to figure if it's really a creamer or flour that I put in a while ago. It sill makes the coffee creamier, atleast. My mind is blank now. I have to end this and once again drive my as off this not so comfy seat and finish that damn 10 tons of laundry. The wicked family members will be home anytime soon....

faces of WRATH

2006-10-08T01:48:00.000+08:00

Picture taken from Meg's place, i feel anorexic here (haha)
At the backstage of La Salle's coli jsut after the FIX night
Trying to figure whos upstairs....
I am dissecting a frog here.
fast asleeep.

seize

2006-10-01T23:55:00.000+08:00

I have long overdue posts that I already forgot. I always try to make a point to post something new here every weekend but always fail to. Hay, buhay... always busy.

2006-10-01T01:52:00.000+08:00

"Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves and then we have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos." - Snoopy

Goodbye is a bitter word for almost evryone. We hate to say this but we can't live life long without our share of saying this. I hate goodbyes. I never liked them,

101 on 1001

2006-09-23T19:47:00.000+08:00

Together with Lyden, Jade and Shara we decided to make a list of our 101 things to do in 1001 days. I originally saw it on a blog of a woman residing somewhere in America. I had a thought that it might be fun at the same time will give me contentment. So I have that idea to share it with the three other girls. It is even funny because we four decided to somewhat follow the four bitchy characters of the tv series The Sex And the City namely Miranda, Carrie, Samantha and Charlotte. We call ourselves girls of The Sex And The City And The Beautiful. I am still on my way to the 80 plus of my list but it is not final yet since I want that most of the 101 things do not involve a great amount of money to spend or none at all. I admit it is really difficult because just even to hand a dozen of balloons to a dozen of kids I will meet on the streets will cost an average of a hundred pesos. Hmm..maybe I should not think of the money I will spend rather I will dwell on the after-feeling that I will get so does this mean I won’t have to cross out my regular pedicures and manicures? Will it my list should be less of a self pampering because I should share happiness with everyone else. I have to be less grumpy and be more of a happy person. That’s it!

SOME THING

2006-09-21T22:29:00.000+08:00

The hand-me-down Timex wristwatch broke off almost a 2 months ago.I was in our school bus when I have to stand up and it's screw ( that thing that you touch to set time popped off because it got caught on the seat...) I need a new wristwatch. I don't really like it very much since it's only a hand-me-down, itw as ot my kind of taste. It's sophisticated alright, but I find it so plain. I Bought a new one and a cheap one. Less than a hundred and fifity pesos. Great because it's only 5% of the price of the previous watch. But I love it. It's like more of a statement than being a watch. I had it at the amll. I will post a pic tomorrow. By the way, it was Le Nette's capping and candle lighting ceremony yesterday. I'll post some pics tomorrow night.
P.S. Jade, Lyden , Shara and I made this list f 101 things to do in 1001 days. Cool. I will post it tomorrow. By the way i got to accopliched one of teh hundred and one ewhich is to try a local restaurant (about ten). I had dinner with JAde at a local Chinese diner> i will post pics tom. I have to move fast. I have to read. mwah. This was a long day.

Is it me

2006-09-18T01:40:00.000+08:00

I need to be depressed because it feeds my soul. I need to be introverted. I need to be bitter to have emotions on how it is to grief and to feel sorrow. I need to. It is a choice. I am happily depressed.

A PIECE OF MY WRATH

2006-09-16T23:45:00.000+08:00

(Enter all the curses and bad words you know here).
I am almost dead. I hate everything. I hate my shampoo for giving me this itch in my head. I hate the internet provider for being fuckingly slow. (Shello wishes “they” will have a slow death). I hate my post its. I have a gazillion of my to-do-list there and it’s nowhere to be find. I hate it because I think I lost the book. I hate my self-diagnosed selective memory loss. I fucking hate myself because I always wanted to be a writer even I am of no good at it. I fuckingly hate it because I do not know what to do with it now. I fuckingly hate this blog because it is so crappy. I fuckingly hate everything tonight. I have all my fucking hate emotions bottled inside me. I am not going to explode yet and I fuckingly hate it.

DEEP SHIT THINKING

2006-09-16T23:26:00.000+08:00

Lahat ay langaw. Pangit. Marumi. Nakakadiri. Langaw na gusto ng walang kataposang ta-e.
May mga langaw nakatikim lang ng karampot na ta-e akala nya hari na siya.
Ang langaw ay langaw pa rin kahit ito ay nakahiga sa sankatutak na ta-e. Wala silang pinag ka iba sa langaw na hindi pa nakatikim ng ta-e.

Kabiganin nyo na lang ang langaw na nag papasabog ng ta-e sa kapwa niyang mga langaw. Siya ay mapag bigay. Tularan ang nasabing lanagaw.

NOTE TO SELF

2006-09-15T22:19:00.000+08:00

NOTE TO SELF: All men are idiots and I'm going to marry their king.

School Girl's Bag Contents

2006-09-15T18:49:00.000+08:00

A typical friday. I had 5 hours of sleep (2am-7am) and it felt like eternity ( I had 2 hours of sleep every night for the past nights) . I was rushing all the way to school this morning just to arrive atleast 7:45 am. Gawd, I was not late, thank you. I was not able to eat my breakfast, the only meal I will not always dare to skip if I will wake up before 2 PM. Another boring lecture from the same instructor who once said in class, "Have you tried cremasteric reflex with your boyfriend, class? I once did it with a boyfriend of mine." As if a single soul inside the classroom cares. As usual I did not take down notes although I know we are going to have a post quiz. I hate to mention this but my instructor said "When I went to the international world.."
Ha? Where the hell is that?

Break time. Everybody's favorite. I had my brunch at the school's foodcourt with Lyden (BB-Boobs and Butt sis) and Jade. I had this usual viand and rice. I had the Pork with monggo (which triggered my allergies after) and I have to do extra with the carbs so I had Sotanghon with veggies. It is like pasta, just incase you are too ignorant. BB had some of it and I am always glad to share it with her so I can share some unwanted bulges of fats as well.

I am still on the "sick mode". Runny nose, persisitent coughing and a big plus to the green mucus that resides inside my nose. Would you believe that yesterday I bought one roll of tissue paper (toilet one, ayt?) and it was not even enough for me to sneeze on? Sheeeks. I sneezed about a gazillion times yesterday.

I feel depressed now. Haha. This had been my favorite line for the longest time now. I just feel so low. By the way just before hitting home I was at the mall with 3 of my thesis mates conducting research for women undergoing menopause. It was so gutsy of me as if I know everything about our research. I sound so polite.

"Excuse me, ma'am. We are 4th year Nursing students of La Salle and we are conducting a research on women undergoing menopause. If it is not too much to ask from you ma'am can you be one of our respondents for our survey questions? By the way here is our letter.. (hands letter). "
"You are rest assured that all the personal information will be treated confidential. This will be greatly help us ma'am."

Crap. I sound and looked like a phony.

Oh so, where is the connection of my post to the entry title?

Here is my bag (actually Jez's--credit her please). A bright pink Giordano cardigans. I just held the bag upside down so the contents will fall. Took a pic and here it is.

Contents: ( just try to figure which one I am referring)

1. Lip gloss palette by Penshoppe
2. Long wearing pressed powder by Maybelline (courtesy of my sissy WIng)
3. two masks (for the Operating Room and for the ward)
4. disposable caps (for the Operating room that I got from my sis' bag)
5. More Lighter but the brand is Cricket (well just incase there will be a blackout) :)
6. Pink pouch(which is supposed to be a cellphone's pouch..can you some patski?)
7. toothbrush (I always carry it with me although I don't really brush my teeth outside home)
8. CHN shirt that Jela borrowed a couple of weeks ago
9. My RLE handbook (guard it with your life..hehe)
10. a fan (I got it from Jed, the guy who man the net cafe down the road that I like to pester)
11. clips
12. hairpins
13. broken zipper (from another bag)
14. Checklist of things to do. I havea gazillion of them elsewhere.
15. a hanky full of mucus. :)
16. My id in yearbook (hey, where's my school id?!)
17..umm..what else... dirt bag...

PUMPS

2006-09-10T01:04:00.000+08:00

I feel so lucky upon hearing from Nang Allen, (right hand of grand aunt Theodora/Dors) that there are lotsa pairs of pumps inside the cabinet in Lola's house. It was formerly my Auntie Rosie's and probably my other aunts' collection during their bachelorette days. Last April I had the chance to see the the shoes. I was so excited going throughg the dusty cabinet (and it made me sneeze more tahn ten times, grr! allergic rhinitis! ) They are well kept in their boxes. (My Lola Dors is really good in keeping things intact) There were about 30 pairs I guess. I suddenly feel so rich! I feel like I am Imelda Marcos. I am so rich of shoes! My gawd. I feel so lucky. Imagine, pumps are expensive nowadays and right infront of my eyes are 30 pairs of it. They all come in diiferent styles and colors. Hot pink, yellow, studded black and those I did nt mention. My shoe size is 8. Here is the funny part. The size of the shoes are atleast 6 and a half and 7 the most. Not even Lorwin's feet can get into it and don't wish for Le Nette's, she has 9 as her shoe size. Hay, sometimes, you are not that very lucky. You think you are but then you are not. *sigh*

Here are some of the pairs by the way. I took this pic at my granny's place. I have the twenty pairs with me now (bedroom). I used it for my yearbook pictorial. I was surrounded by shoes. :)

I miss doing this--- CRYING

2006-09-07T00:28:00.000+08:00

Snap. I will cry. Tears will slowly stung in my cheeks. It is easy as 1, 2, 3, but that was many years ago. I will cry over a toothache, a sweet smelling stationery lost in my box, a candy bar dropped on the floor, a good scolding from my parents, a sibling pulled my hair, a seatmate calling me names, a missed homework, movie "Land Before Time", a scraped knee, an ugly dress for Christmas party, an unwanted toy, a bully snatched my lunch, a failed quiz, a missed palce in the contest, ... There is always a reason to cry. But I was a kid then. I was below the age of 10 or maybe 7. Now, I am 20. I am bitter. I know I should not cry and if ever I have to the world does not have to know. I should not cry because the world may think I am weak, it may think I am so sensetive of my feelings, it may think I am an emotional crap. I am tough.. the world has to know that. I can endure the pain that he is giving me. But, that is what I thought. I think I am wrong.

It is nice to know that despite being so tough, I am still human and human that I am, it is always ok to cry. I wish I can cry. I miss the bitter taste of tears staining my face.

2006-09-03T06:01:00.000+08:00

It's been along time since... Don't you think. Oh yes, I miss you. Of course!

The world was so cruel that it did not gave me all the time in this world so I can update you. Yeah, you missed a lot baby. I hate to say that as much I hate to get into details what were those things you missed.

I am soo happy right now although there is a thousand reasons not to be. But I embrace life. I celebrate it. :) See, I am less angst driven lately. It's kinda tiring to frown more and more each day.

I feel like a cast of "the Sound Of Music". Singing the "sixteen Going Seventeen" and yet I really am a 60 something old missy with curly short hair. Haha. I want to dance. Whatever it is. I just want to do some tapping of my feet. :)

dominggo

2006-08-13T14:45:00.000+08:00

Last night or should I say early this mornig I fell asleep on my tummy. I was not sure if it was way past two already. I drank cold coffee so I could finish reading the hard copy of "Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas". I was clueless and the next thing I know it was almost eight in the morning. I browsed my cellphone to read the usual good morning text messages from the early birds. Well, I have to hit the sack still for atleast 15 minutes. Suddenly, images of work waiting for me plays on my mind. Oh my gasolina I have to move now, I told my self. uh-oh not until it was ten a.m.

The usual coffee minus the Sunday papers. I remember Joyann teasing me on cooffee shops how funny I look when I read papers on coffee shops. I make no difference with those fifty something guys whose eyes can't take off from the papers, not even when the brew is too hot.

Hay... I really have to wish that I have all the time in the world that I could learn French some time. my stomach hurts still because I was so engrossed on that cheessy e-book Daneca lend me. Yes, it was so cheesy. I borrowed it for weekend by the way. Just to kill time (as if). I don't like anything so cheesy but the hopelessly romantic in me can't help. Oh well. I am not that so angst driven girl, you know!

It was raining a lot these days. Prettyy depressing. I can't find my red sweats with a "REBEL" print. i wear it a lot on rainy days even sometimes it smells so puppy-ish. It makes me feel warm and naked at the same time. Hehe. I haven't showered myself yet. Sometimes all you want to do on a rainy weekend is satay on bed 'til forever. Lazy bones!

Shrimps were served for lunch today (together with the monggo soup and shrimp paste or "bago-ong"). I haven't tasted an inch f the shrimp. I asked my younger sisiter and my mom to remove the shells for me but they gave me a big "no". Poor me, I can't help but just stare. I hate it when shrimps, crabs and lobsters are served with their shells still on (which is the usual picture). I have to ask a good soul to remove it for me or do a "ipang himay".

Oh my gasolina when worse comes to worst and if I have to marry someday it should be a must that the future husband is forever willing remove the shells of crabs, shrimps and lobsters for me for the rest of my life.

2006-08-09T21:33:00.000+08:00

When I was in my elementary years I was an active member of the The Book Club. During my 6th grade, I remembered watching Wizard of Oz in the library. (one of the perks of being in the said club..) I hardly rememeber the whole movie but a week ago Mavi forwarded me a liner from the said movie.
<-----
I so, so *heart* it.

My Soul Is Pink With Occasional Ink Blots

2006-08-06T00:45:00.000+08:00

Time check- it's a way past twelve in the midnight. (I just stomped hard my mouse twice by the way because it just won't f*cking cooperate with me.) And dad just passed by to tell me I should be tucked in bed as of this time. My dad id cool with having an insomniac daughter. Actually I don't know if he has the idea. I just can't be in bed and count sheeps to sleep.
I have to tell you something. My soul is pink and I think I have to swear on that. I know it's not typical because we always associate souls with ghosts that come in see-through get up or whatever it is as long as they are transparent or invisible. My soul is colored hot pink, to be more specific. But just like a favorite white cotton shirt it get stained at some point. Mine is beautifully stained--with ink blots. I am not planning to wash it off because it makes my pink soul fabulous. :) That is not the right adjective I guess. Let's put it this way--It's just same as what stains of chocolates, ketchup, mud and colored pens does to a once white shirt of a 5 year old boy who is now miles away from her mother. See that? Something sooo emotional. Bla..bla..bla...

I did not notice this week was a swift one. I woke up it's Sunday and now I'll be sleeping and when I'll wake up it'll be another Sunday.
Last Sunday was dad's birthday. I think he's 55 now. We had pizzas, some fruit shakes and blueberry cheese cake. Last Thursday was Le Nette's. She is 19 now. We had a family dinner at home. Last Wedenesday I did not attend my English class. I feel so stupid to attend it that i have to stay in ed. Thursday came and I get so restless by 2:30 in the afternoon that I told my instructor I have to go home because I cannot endure my stomache pain (a big lie). Minutes later I was found sipping coffee with Joyann at the mall and later on watched a movie. Friday came and I went home ahead of the others. You know I am too depressed to go to school. Hey, did you know that Jenn joined in their school's Miss Nursing? That bitch! Roslyn and I was there. We were lucky enough because we don't have to stay long inside the oven-like gym because Jenn did not made it to the final three. She was asked this question: Describe ypurself in one adjective. That bitch said "I'm hoooot.". the other contestants appeared so smart (ehem) that they even had the chance to explain some of the theories why man evolved, the story behind Sputnik, the history of India and it's foefathers, Columbus real intentions and things that ypu know you did not care to know. By the way, I really can't f*cking forgot how dark the knees of the winner was or is. All I know is that it's really dark. Madame, if you have the chance to read this entry please be notified. It is not taht I am being biased. Of course you are lovely and all. You are made of anything fragile but maybe it could help if you could atleat lighten your knees when you join beauty and brain or even jsut beauty pageants. I heard you explained something about the evolution of Nursing during the q&a portion or something like that. But have you ever heard of Maybelline, Revlon, Nars, L'Oreal and Shiseido and alike? If not, I want to tell you that they have their names over amazing concealer that will do a trick or two on covering the uneven color of your skin. Of course, I should know. My axilllas are dark. Bwahahah.

An Angel With Horns

2006-08-01T19:21:00.000+08:00

She sats on one of those seats on the last row of her classsroom.
She chews the same gum she had for lunch.
Her sleepy head rests on the wall.
Her short battered fingernails painted with rose red.
She sheepishly taps her fingers on her desk--as if they were drumsticks.
Her mind is in twists and whirls.
Smell of brewed coffee she thought she smelled.
She stared at her professor talking what embolism is, but actualy she does not care.
She twirls her dark brown hair, rolled her eyeballs and smacked her lips....
She exclaimed, "Oh, I think I have to put a period on this..."
And she did.

got nothing to post

2006-07-22T04:15:00.001+08:00

ay na post yung isa...

anyhuhuhu... ahemm... I'm here at our school now. Overnight. You know. Basta, you know. haaay.
Got nothing topost here really because nothing exiting happened. Let me think or a while.

REALIZATIONS I HAD TODAY:

1. I think I will never leave without a tweezer. I pluck my eyebrows (although it is kinda thin.) I pluck my ingrown hairs on my legs and on my axilla. I like plucking other peopl'es hair too.

2. I think I love eggplant more tham I love green tomatoes.

3. When I say I really have nothing to post, I really don't mean it.

got nothing to post

2006-07-22T04:15:00.000+08:00

it is my baby!!!

2006-07-20T21:00:00.000+08:00

That is my baby Zanjoe. Haaaayyyy.....

another unproductive day

2006-07-20T18:26:00.000+08:00

Picture ko yan. Opo, ako yan. Wala akong magawa buong araw kundi matulog, kumain mag computer at mag reklamo kung bakit ba wala akong magawang iba kundi matulog, kumain at mag reklamo. anyhuhuhu... nasa mood naman ako ma mag tunog kalye. ibig sabihin. mood for walng kwentang kwento at usapan. senseless. wala. basta yun...
exams ko nung isang araw at bukas. english6. hulaan mo!!!!
hula-an mo sabi eh...
wala akong notes.
thank you... applause. galing ko nu??? syempre naman. kaya panawagan sa mga kabataan ngayon.. . sundin nyo po ako at tiyak na ang inyong kinabukasan ay magiging maliwanag. promise!!! oh sige. tawag na ako ng mahal na reyna eh. hanggang sa susunod. paalam! (remind me of batibot.)

Friday spells heaven to me...

2006-07-14T20:25:00.000+08:00

I dread Mondays especially if it's a school week. Hey, I am not here to talk about Mondays. Infact, I am here to ta;k about FRIDAY!!! Today is Friday and my energy is undeniably in its high level. I love Fridays! I am most energetic at this day but ironically, this is the day that I do least of work. Wahahahaha! I have all the time in the world! Let me see...

1. Can sing my lungs out in videoke. Never ending. Oh, I love videoke!!!
2. Hey... "order pa ta beer?"... "Sure pare... di lg patama..."
3. DVD marathons 'til I will fall into sleep
4. curl up with a good book of choice and not my thick Nursing books!
5. Update my blog!
6. text my friends 'til the wee hours (including "Austin")
7. finish my "things that should have been done the other week"
8. talk loud with... uh.. anyone!
9. fix my room
10. stay late and wake up late!
11.
12.

The possibilities are endless. Friday is heaven.

What happened today?--- Friday.

I guess I was a bit early for school today. Naaa, I was just in time. Just in time to cram when I saw my previous concept instructor inside my classroom. What the hell does this mean? It really means HELL! F*cking cow, she was houng to give our quiz right at that moment! and ofcourse ypur beautiful friend here did not study that well because she f*ucking thought the quiz will be ggiven in the afternoon. Adrenaline rush! Well, I was able to answer some questios right but on different numbers. I interchanged two items (3 f*cking points) each. It was a waste. Hey, stop crying over spilled milk! I have to umm... think of the good side of life? Hay, sometimes I want to resort to something stupid like I will drop school.. grrrr! But I guess I shuld not to think there area lot of kids out there wanting o be in my place. Ooooh... I guess I'm lucky after all. (Hehehehe.. atleast this will make me feel a bit ok. Pampa lubag lo-ob.. Awwwe!)
Had lunch from Junie's...take ut thogh because my ed(Olek) told me its better if we will have lunch in our office (yearbook). Of course this very obedient associate/friend followed her friend/ed. The foodcourrt still smells like just-came-out-of-the-microwave-foodof-yesterday. I really cannot describe the smell. I don't know actually how that "food court smell" evolved. I know for a fact every La Sallian loathe that smell. If sticks in your clothing like an expansive perfume and your friend will smell it and I am sure he will f*cking ask you "Halin ka food court ay?". It's restating the obvious.
In the offce I did some editions of the e-data. I was trying to get quick on it.
Haaaayy... I'm starting to bore you now (and myself too). *Yawn*

haha. It was weird seeing too many faces in school lately. I was used to the previous campus (the extension one) where evrybod knows everybody. Sort of.

After dismissal of my afternnon class, Fred asked me to go with her in the yb office. She asked me to arrnge the receipts of the subcribers in alphabetical order. There were 8 sections and about 45 kids on each. Man, I thought it was an aesy job. I was wrong. I spent about 30 minutes to 40 finishing the task. It was 5:30 when I suddenly heard screams from the top. (The yb office is on the basement of the bleachers of the coliseum... not really basement but a part of it is.)
I know it's the girlsa nd gays cheering for the DLSU archers. They had this exhibition game with our USLS Stingers.After our work Fred and I went to the coli. Wait, before that we lined ourselves infront of McDonald's cashier while battling with ourselves to have sundaea nd fries or not. Ummm, we won because we did not bought any food. :) We went to the coliseum. @nd quarter. Score was 11- 22 I guess. Poor us. During the secod ha;f break time I sawa bunch of college and high school girls a nd gays flock to Archer jersey #7. He wasa god probably. I know there were more than 15 camphones and digicams flashed before him He was giving this phony smile that made the girls, gays and men "kilig". Hehehe. Some took pictures of the other players too from the DLSU. That was it. We went out the coliseum and walked our way out to buy peanuts and took a jeep. That was practically my day.

Get into the craze.. MY CRAZE!!!

2006-07-09T11:58:00.000+08:00

CRAZY
4
MYZZZ

That is a statement to watch for. LOL. Really loud. i made a concept of making myself a superstar. Oh well, every one is entititled to be one...err.. I guess. Ah basta, ewan. (oyyy, nag tatagalog na ako!) Eh ano ngayon?? Ampootah naman oh. I've been hearing tagalog rock songs for almost an hour now. Chixilog, that is! Tapos nang gumising ako kanina si Itay naman praise songs ung trip...syempre Sunday ngayon. Alam mo naman siya di ba? Parang lagi nya yun ginagawa tapos si Mikko nag text na kinanta raw kasunod ng kampana sa simbahan nila ang awit nila Regine at Martin... Forever ewan yata yung title.
Haha. aAno ba?? CRAZY 4 MYZZZ... juz get n2 d crazzze!!!

because I always try to...

2006-07-05T21:04:00.000+08:00

Yesterday sucks. Actually even the night before yesterday sucks. Everything was out of my control. Nobody knew it but I had the worst temper and I just can't wait to go home so I could throw plates on a wall but it did not happened. Instead I lie down my bed and screamed "World, I hate you today!!!" I do not know why I had to scream but I did and oh, it made me a bit ok. Just a bit. Before going to bed I texted some of my friends goodnight and reminded them how hankful I am to have them around. I did it because my "unlitxt" will expire that following day and I just want to grab the chance to tell them goodnight and yada..yada...yada... I was trying to let myself feel ok by doing it. I was not expecting any reply but Mikko gave a reply. This is the text he sent me.

Gnyt frnd. Its nice 2
hav sam1 hud be able 2
buy a hamburger
wen u nid 1. And twice
pa.Gnyt!

I was not expecting it. I laughed to myself when I got it. Mikko made my day. He made me feel there's a sense in living this life. (to buy hamburgers?? LOL) I missed him! My sister told me once that Mikko is like a long lost twin that is now found.
Waaah. I'm getting sooo "babaw" you might think. But hey, if I won't I might be advancing my stage on the next level of losing my insanity. And this is because I always try to....

sigh. sigh

2006-07-04T16:12:00.000+08:00

When u think I damn so-so like it, I fuckingly hate it!!! I don't tolerate any bad habits and I swear on that. Tolerate is a different thing from respect. example, if u r a friend of mine and u smoke (and if I do not) I hugely respect that but it does not mean I tolerate u. But that's ur life.

PLEEAASSE,if you r a person I know in flesh I want to tell u I highly DO NOT APPRECIATE EVERYTHING THAT U DO to me. I may agree with u because I just want to shut up d fucking stupidity that u have. I think I'm never vocal when I am mad. I just shut up. And yes, when I shut up I am mad.

DO NOT COME CLEAN. Again, a lesson I learned is that we should not judge other pipol so fast. WE ARE NOT THAT CLEAN. U know what I mean. U hav ur own little dirty secret don't u???

I so hate d world today and a lot of pipol but hell yeah, life s BEE-a-YOU-tee-FULL. There is always a reason to smile for me. :)

Mon and I txted kagina. She was telling me she missed me. I'm missing u too mon! a lot. I just feel bad that we have not seen each other for a while laready. But u know it's still me, never changed. I dropped a testimonial in her friendster yesterday night. Telling her how I meissed d old days we had together with our other ka-berks. LOL.

alpabeto-- d myzing's way

2006-07-03T21:14:00.000+08:00

A - Age:twenteen
B - Band listening to right now: not a band actualy. its gwen stefani.
C- Career: a student nurse. a frustrated writer. musician (violinist)
D - Drink or smoke?: i will answer only th Drink... yes.
E - Easiest person/s to talk to: God, of course! family and Jennifer. Joyann. Jade. Olek.Helmond.
F - Favorite song/s at the moment:Hips don't lie
G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms:worms, sour ones.
H - Have you ever had a boyfriend/girlfriend? thank u 4 asking that.
I - In love or broken-hearted? broken in love
J - Junk foods you like:>> pizza since my family is a fanatic of (xcpt mom). Mr. Chips. hehe.
K - kids:i don't have any. i wish to name one (son) as Gianluka.
L - Last item given to you for free: chocolate cake. tanx mund, dis is ur credit.
M - My favorite Sports:football, what else?
N - Number of dogs:lot. i love dogs. well.
O - One wish you have?:as of now? i wish i could decide for austin. like hell, he does not care.
P - Phobias:alone ina very dark place. growing old.
Q - Quotes:>>love quotes?not a sucker.
R - Reason to smile: because I am loved by God.
S - Singers you love: gwen stedfani. natalie imbruglia.
T- Time you woke up:>> almost 6 in d morning.
U - Unknown fact about you: i hate peeps that are so "matapobre"
V - Vegetable/fruit you hate: i hate bananas xcpt lakatan. atis, chico, garangan, guyabano.dont love lots of tropical fruits.
W - Worst habit:tactless.
X - X-rays you've had:chest
Y- Yummy food/s:chocolates and ice cream
Z - Zodiac sign>> taurus.

2006-06-28T17:59:00.000+08:00

Last night I almost cried to sleep. Almost. I think I am experiencing either the SSS or I think the 20-year-old-crisis. It is hard to relate with it since only I understand what I mean. I am not going to spill all the details. I will live it as it is. My life is a garden of sunflowers after all!!! Ciao.

First day of Punk

2006-06-13T20:57:00.000+08:00

Today was the last time I could ever smell the rainy scent of June welcoming me to a new school year. FYI, I am a struggling senior student nurse in this institution called USLS which stands for University of Saint La Salle. Do you know that up to this moment I still can't believe I am a Lasallian or a Lasallite? Not that I think high of being a "green" but it is actually I'd rather be a maroon, blue or anything else except green for that matter, but I learned to love it. Na develop na rin ako kay Saint John..hehe. I looked around my school as I was hurrying my way to my first class and I saw there were lots of students, freshmen mostly. I was used to our extension campus wherein almost everybody knows everybody because way back in my level 3 year only the cluster 1 (4 sections) of the level 3 people and cluster 2 (4 sections) of the level 4 are only there. Now that I am on my last year we were moved back to the main campus because of some reasons that the level 3 class for this school year are of 16 sections. Anyways, I still remember my "froshie" year. We were always going out with my classmates in a flock or in herd (whichever applies). We will go to the foodcourt, library, cafeteria, outside the campus and anywhere as long as we stick together. We would get excited on seeing previous classmates in the highschool aroud the campus and we would exchange our first day in school experiences. It was like yesterday, really! I never thought I could ever say that line so allow me to say it again. It was only like yesterday! Hell yea, allow me to say it for the third time... IT WAS ONLY LIKE YESTERDAY!!!! Ok, too much for that. I smiled around seeing these "froshies". I was once like them. Much carefree, too excited and such a kid! I remember that you know you've already grown up when you get to say this "Look at them! A bunch of idots!" You say this everytime you see "kids" partying hard or just making tambay in the campus. Now I could hear myself almost say that. HAHA. Still can't believe it!

I know I will miss my alma mater. It is stille arly to be touchy about it but time is running fast.. (to be continued)

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2006-06-05T22:18:00.001+08:00

"You have to change with the times and leave the past where it should be."
LUCKY FORTUNE 10 17 22 30 35 42

Minutes ago I was opening the back case of my mobile phone so that I could change my sim from one network to another (you know what I mean). I saw this finger-long paper folded into three pieces used to tighten the back case of my phone so that I wouldn't be humiliated when I am texting in public because suddenly my phone will fall into three pieces.

Since the paper was a bit torn it took me a while to read the message on it. I also remember how I got that paper. I got it from a pseudo-fortune cookie in a local fastfood chain few months ago. I never had ponder on that quote so I think it's time and I would share it with you (don't you feel so lucky?)

How many of us can't move a step forward because we choose to cling with the past? We choose to become stagnant because of that choice that we cannot divorce ourselves from our past, specifically a bitter past. If not all, most of us had atleast a past we could qualify as a bitter one or anything close to it. I cannot enumerate everything that would qualify as a bitter past because it is too subjective. All I know (and what my foetune cookie says so) there is a moment in our life where we should leave the past where it should be and have to change with times. I know it would take ample time and a lot of courage especially when in your past you are deeply hurt that you feel like it is the end of the world. To think of it this world has no end. It is always you who choose to put an end to it. It is you who choose to gave up on your dreams and do nothing instead because of that past. I know that what we are now is because of how are past molded us. Here is a very story I want to share with you. I forgot how I got it but here it is.

A man I will name here as Tata Selo have two sons that I will name Juan and Pedro. Tata Selo has a lot of vices. He's a drunkard and a gambler, in short a good for nothing father. Anyways, Juan and Pedro managed to grow up. Today, Juan is a very loving and responsible father to his kids. On the other hand Pedro is a drunkard, gambler and often hits his wife and kids. At two different places Juan and Pedro were asked on how they turn out to be the man that they are today. The answer was "If you could have a father like mine, you would know the reason why I turned out to be this man that I am now." And this is the answers of both Juan and Pedro.

I will leave to you the significance of that story to what i am talking here. See, we always have a choice. We may not have the best choice at all times but I am sure there is always another chance that we would make us decide more intelligently, because we learned from the past. See, our past is very important. It is where our heart is. May it be a bitter past or a sweet past. I know it's hard to move out from a past. It's like a hang over or even worst. It affects our character, our being, our individuality. But since change is consatnt ih this world, we need to rise up and continue this journey of ours. There is no U-turns but you can always look back and do a sig and say, "(Fill in the blanks here.)"

Don't you think I sound so Chicken Soup For The Soul? Well, on my Lucky fortune, I just hope it won't go out be the results on the next draw. Aaarghhh.

A mOOd LiFteR...perhaps?

2006-06-05T17:41:00.000+08:00

I do not fell the least ok right now. i need sometthing to lift my mood. Today, I was mostly quiet and busy doin nthing. Ok, not really "nothing". I'm still on my way to finish the "Stainless Longganisa" by Bob Ong. I had two bowls of Lomi (the easy cook variety). As of this moment I am still fighting the urge to have coffee. I feel like I'm febrile. I feel so sick. OMG... what is this?
Ok, here is something that I hope would perk me up.... nah... on the second thought why won't i buy an ice cream. yum.yum. I so heart, heart ice cream! and chocolates. Ok I will be back soon and I will post some pics of my icecream... I am so excited now. Weeh.

A Piece of Drama before I say nytnyt..slepptyt

2006-06-05T02:16:00.000+08:00

I can feel noodle strands ascending my esophagus. I think I am going to have a sore throat from all the yells I had before dinner. I didn't had shower tonight and I couldn't even lift a finger..or maybe. I feel insanely weird. I can smell spam and eggs in this ungodly hour of the day (why?). My lips are dry and I am having a hint that I am lacking water in my system. I suddenly don't feel that I am not the funny person I used to be. I think I will never ever laugh again.. Never. As you can see in my previous post I have said that I want to fall into pieces. Righ now I want to curl into a ball and then the grounds will break and swallow me after. My existence will be obselete. I will be forgotten, as if I never walked into earth. Arrrgghh... I do not want to be a manic depressive. I do not (yet) want to lose my sanity. I don not want to be in a mental rehab center. I do not want you to use this as a proof that I once possess signs and symptoms of a will-be-insane-person.

I hate drama in my life. I hate the bitternes of my life. I hate it's cruelty that I wan to get even. Right now I have a throbbing headache. I can't sleep (as always). I think I already had fall into pieces that now it's time to pick up this pieces that of me..

1. My Mind-- it's still ok, I guess
2. My heart-- severely damaged... I need a cardiologist
3. My spine-- OMG, I can still feel.. i still can!
4. My feet-- I can't walk a mile longer knowing at th end of the road it is still me
5. My hands-- What use can they give me now? But hey,they are still mine
6. ... I don't know, I lost a lot of of pieces of me... Help me search for them. THANK YOU.

*I still have this throbbing headache, my contact lens are all dried up.. I have no choice but to sleep or to sleep. *
Well, nyt nyt...sleep tyt...

the poor writer is me..

2006-06-04T21:34:00.000+08:00

To write. That is one thing I think of when I am inside the bus and just cannot sleep, when I am in fastffod chain waiting in line, when I'm bored with my teacher's lecture,before I fall ino deep slumber and when... I always wanted to write. I wanted to write but I have a lot of frustrations.

...BeCausE...

2006-06-04T21:08:00.000+08:00

I feel like I want to fall into pieces right now. I want to pick each piece of me and put them together once again. I just wabted to because I need to kill time. I don't want to think about the oppurtunities I missed because I was so damn busy doing nothing. Yes, I am always busy doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I don't know if I made a mess out of doing nothing. Maybe I did, it's just I am still in denial. Not that I am boasting but I know I am made of something else special (well, everyone is) but I was too preoccupied with the thought of being too special that I forgot that I could be worn out anytime soon. I could be a scrap. I am a scrap.
I don't know how to put this into details that you may have the slightest idea of how I feel so weird right now. I do not need sympathy. I need ears. I just want you to know that I had let oppurtunities passed by. I closed doors to their knocks. i became deaf to their calls. Now that I want them back, it seems like I'm chasing the wind. Is it too late? Will you tell me it is not yet too late? Will you?
D.R.E.A.M.S.???
I got a handful of them. You see I sleep a lot that I have a handful of them already. There were even a lot of moments that there was no wall that separates me from my dreams to the reality. It is not because that my reality is a living dream but because my dreams became too stagnant that it became my reality. My dreams did not move. They just became dreams. Dreams because once I open up my eyes I know that I already don't have them. My dreams cannot be put intoreality because I choose to and I do regret. yes, I regret that is why I want to fall into pieces. Right Now. NOW!!!

Iced Tea with an Orange Twist!

2006-05-29T17:27:00.000+08:00

Before summer 2006 ends let me share to you this mixed drink that would truly quench your thirst. Since I am a big fan of iced tea and o.j., I had this idea of combining them. Here is what you will need ---> 1 litro pack of iced tea, 1 litro pack of o.j. ( you can use the half of it) and maybe 2 piece of kalamansi. All you got to do is mixed them with a litre and a half of water. shake.shake.shake. And now it's ready to drink! Best served when chilled. By the way you can have strawberry juice mix instead of o.j. It's a yum yum too.

2006-05-28T20:14:00.000+08:00

What I do not like about a beach is when it is too sandy. (photo taken at Lapus-Lapus Island, Guimaras)

PAUNANG SALITA? FOREWORD

2006-05-28T01:28:00.000+08:00

I've been addicted to blog hopping lately and not to mention that I've benn constantly updating my blog in friendster.com. I decided to make a another one than that of my friendster's. I wanted it to be purely "blog". I actualy made one already but that was months ago and it was unmaintined and so here I am...
I don't expect my blog to be frequently visited. Having few friends visit it once in a while is ok. Having pour out what I feel for the day, flaunt pictures and share some iformation and trivias through my blog is more than ok already.
Watch out for my blog, you lucky one! I will constanly update this with...hmmm... let us just see.
I mostly get inspirations from the blogs I get to visit, mostly are funny so maybe expect this one to be funny or maybe not! aaargh! Let us just see.

GET INSIDE MY MIND AND YOU WILL KNOW WHAT I MEAN

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got nothing to post

got nothing to post

it is my baby!!!

another unproductive day

Friday spells heaven to me...

Get into the craze.. MY CRAZE!!!

because I always try to...

sigh. sigh

alpabeto-- d myzing's way

First day of Punk

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A mOOd LiFteR...perhaps?

A Piece of Drama before I say *nytnyt..slepptyt*

the poor writer is me..

...BeCausE...

Iced Tea with an Orange Twist!

PAUNANG SALITA? FOREWORD

A Piece of Drama before I say nytnyt..slepptyt