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.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
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.
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I so, so *heart* it.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
My Soul Is Pink With Occasional Ink Blots
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.
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.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
An Angel With Horns
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.
Saturday, July 22, 2006
got nothing to post
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.
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.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
another unproductive day
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, July 14, 2006
Friday spells heaven to me...
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.
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.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Get into the craze.. MY CRAZE!!!
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!!!
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!!!
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
because I always try to...
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....
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....
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
sigh. sigh
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.
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.
Monday, July 03, 2006
alpabeto-- d myzing's way
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.
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.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
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.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
First day of Punk
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)
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)
Monday, June 05, 2006
article
"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.
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?
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.
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*
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...
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...
Sunday, June 04, 2006
the poor writer is me..
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...
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!!!
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!!!
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