8:24 PM
Saturday, August 18, 2007
I'm imagining...Relentless rains. Sure, I love it. But please don't ruin
my plans. Aack.
So much for watching too many movies in a month.
I appreciate GMA's effort to yay students and government officials as she declared the two August Mondays to be both holidays. But seemingly out of pure luck for the most, the two holidays are just plain extensions of their (our) already free weeks.
Classes have been called off several times already this month. I mean, sure it's nice but
I'm worried of what actions DS might do to catch up with those missed classes. For God's sake, don't cut our semester break short, and don't dare delay our
graduation Summer vacation.
And please no Saturday classes-- I hate that.
I already have plans for our weeklong semester break. I know, I know, I still have two months to go but you know me,
I'm a living planner. I have hordes of plans. And one of those plans is that I'd go out-of-town and hone my photography skills.
If ever I have the skill. Or if not, I'd go spend my time with Dad, Tita Shao, and little man, but since little man still has a long way to go before he could finally see me, I think I'd have chances of visiting my cousin who's now a graduating student of nursing in UP in her place and go spend time with her, or maybe I'd just grab my friends along and we'll go somewhere and try do things we haven't done before...
bungee jumping! Whoah.
That'd be nice.
Then we'd go to Palawan and
scuba dive. Of course, I'd try to catch a lionfish if I see one and keep it as a souvenir. I'd probably keep the fish in a large glass bottle festooned with pictures of Nemo on its exterior. I wouldn't let anyone touch it so my future children would see it. Sounds great isn't it? Then we'll go to different shopping malls/centers and go buy ourselves clothes, shoes, and all that so that we'll have
loads of new stuff for next year. Then we'll go to... to... to that place where we could go parachuting or sky diving and make friends with the migratory birds.
Then. Then. Then. Tsk.
Of course, I'm KIDDING. =P Whoah. As if I can go somewhere and do just that. PATHETIC! PATHETIC! PATHETIC!
Kidding aside, I really have plans, (
normal and realistic plans :P), for the whole vacation period, and I want it to be as overwhelming as I'm thinking it would be. And if these catching-up would ruin all my plans, I'll sue Sir Greggy, or Mrs, ProtrudingMouth, or that
pa-sweetum nun. Geez.
Anyway, Dad's wedding will be in a week, and I swear,
I've never seen him so ecstatic! He's been calling me from time to time (may I say every day?) and all he has to stay are stuff concerning the wedding. And
he sounds happy all the time! It's so nice to see your dad doing great out there, with a nice job, with a cute daughter (yihee! Ako ba? haha), with an intact family, with his gorgeous fiancée and of course, with *
little Shane (little man).
*Well, since Shane is a unisex name, they decided to call him
baby Shane for now. (Dad, did I spell it right?) Geez, I love it! Baby Shane...
awww. Reminds me of Shane West. Whut?
One of the things I have in mind by the time baby Shane's out in this world is that Dad, Shane, Tita Shao, and I would go somewhere, say someplace in London or New York and just go strolling. I'd love that. :) Even if Tita Shao ain't my natural mother, I would love to spend a munificent time with her together with (our) family.
I won't leave Mom behind of course. Maybe when the time comes that we really can't do anything about her choosing Randy to be her lifetime partner but to accept it, I would probably consider
endless shopping somewhere in Chicago-- Gosh, I want an authentic
Dennis and George scarf! I remember when Mom went to Chicago a few years ago, I was in my grade school years, I badly wanted to tag along with her but I ain't allowed to go since one, I have to go to school (I was in the honor roll) and two, I didn't have a passport yet. That was a total bummer.
Ha. And I still want my D&G scarf! haha. :P
Anyway, those are just the things I'd love to happen if chances would allow it. I'm not pushing for it. Coz
I know life will be different five years from now. I would probably in a Medschool or Business School, and my parents would probably send their kids already at school and all that. Sigh.
But I ain't giving up my hopes. Haha.
See, I told you
I'm a living planner. I'm a dreamer. I have lots of things in mind I want to happen.
I even want Sir Greggy to be our country's president! Haha. Kidding aside, if the thoughts I'm aiming for are too good to be true, then I would probably just need to wait and keep at it. Coz who knows, might be that simple imagination might come to realism sooner or later, better than how I put it altogether in my mind.
Lo and behold! It's raining outside, the temperature's down, and I've eaten three donuts (including this one I'm eating as I type this) already and, as usual, I fussing over my
siopao-like face
yet again. La lang. The noise coming from the heavy rain taps is annoying the hell out of me.
Goood.And this is the best time to loosen up. Geez, I want a nice sleep. I have to salvage my energy.
Rest...
10:03 PM
Friday, August 17, 2007
Exam-Vanity-Fun
The week was crazy and I'm glad it's over. I'm not relieved though, no, not yet. Not until I get the results of my exams. Believe me, I screwed almost all the tests and I'm afraid I won't pull a high-five report card this quarter.
So much for telling Dad and grandmother how well I'm doing in school...
Can you believe it? I WAS a nerd. haha.
I did some serious reviewing naman, but minus the full effort. I can't take exam stress, for all you know. It's always been a rule to me that I must always feel relaxed in any written exam I am to take.
However, due to the rule I've imposed on myself for the past four years, the results of my exams so far are somewhat "death defying". And it ain't good for someone like me who wants to do well in school-- academically speaking, especially now that it's my last year in DS and that I am a graduating student.
I just hope God is hearing my prayers right now.
PS:
SD brainiacs, it's all yours. Do your all your bests okay? Show them what you all got. =)
Anyway, since they had to dismiss us by 12pm for three consecutive days, we had the opportunity to do whatever we want in the afternoon. Yes babies, we never went home straight to study for tomorrow's exams, and it's nice... really nice. Imagine having the entire time to some place when most students were having tedious classes (and grave reviewing). Oh, pure luck.
It's nice that I got to spend most of my time with these people (Eka, Lhorns, and Cham)-- Wow, I sound like it was a first-time albeit they are the ones I usually hang out with. Haha. No really, maybe it was just during those times that I came to appreciate truly their company. I mean, we don't need malls, we don't need gorgeous outfits, and we don't need shopping moneys just to spell out F-U-N. It's nice...
really nice.
Oi. I think DS would be a better campus if they choose to dismiss us
that early on a daily basis. I swear, all students would love to transfer there. Haha. :)
So much for wishing a half-day session in school.
As if!***
Maypaningit
It was just last Thursday during our mini meet up (she asked us to help her do some stuff at the coord. room) when Mrs. Sarmiento (our nanay-nanayan) told us things that made me admire my class section even MORE.
SD (St. Dominic) class has been regarded ever since as the "B" section, the "second" section, or simply the section where the so-so students belong. But that's just how most people see it-- you try the clearer way, you'll see that the second section is not really behind the other class where the five top students are in. I mean,
DS ain't a public school for crying out loud.
It's really no big deal but the thing is, some students belonging to what they believe the "B" class, tend to undervalue themselves just because they think their mentors see them as students who can never be as good as those that belong to the other class.
Mas magaling daw ang kabila. Tsk.
Ma'am Sarms proved it all wrong.
True enough, just as what she and
Sister Althea said, SD has better performance in terms of academics.
Don't react yet. True, SD doesn't have the mega brainy dudes of the Senior batch, but we all have the potential naman daw to excel well in studies (as in
WE). When you try to see the exam papers in Values of us seniors, you'll see that most students who got incredibly satisfying scores came from the SD class. Even in Fil.
I'm not bragging-- I have evidences and people to bear it out.
According to Ma'am Sarms,
SAG's more active on EC Activities. Well, oo nga naman. Every time that merong School Activity kase, nangunguna talaga ang SAG. Hehe. I don't know why the SD dudes are so discreet. Maybe...
just maybe... we really have our own world. [read: may sarili kaming mundo.] hek hek.
Basta, mas ginanahan akong mag-aral ngayon. Mag-aral together with my classmates and friends. I'm so happy that I chose to be in this section. And I'm happier because I've got a second mother to keep me motivated, wide awake, and positive.
I love you
nanay!!! And oh, thanks for the extra credits! I needed that. :)
***
Sister Althea is my nanay number 3. I love her so much I want to hug her. *hugs*
She believes in me, and I know not a soul but her who can give me full support and genuine spank at one fell swoop. Even if I tend to get all sleepy during her class, I make it a point to take in somehow all the lessons. If truth be told, ever since Sister Althea got to teach us in our Values subject, I've been having a greater sense of understanding regarding Religion, being a Catholic, and most importantly being a creature and child of God. If not for her, I wouldn't learn to compromise, to forgive, to be repentant, and to be who I am today. She's helped me in thousand ways and I'm truly thankful I found not only a mother but also a friend in her. Moreover, I now have deeper sense of recognizing the wrong from what seems to be righteous. Sigh... there's so much prized knowledge Sr. Althea's been imparting to all of us and only she can make us understand the whole point of such things. And I swear, if you're under her, it will show. Gosh, we're so LUCKY.
We're so lucky to have her instead of that SuperMario who did nothing but contradict and criticize her students. That SuperMario deserved the ousting she got from DS-- tsk. As if we needed her. Haha.
Peace. I didn't really mean that. ;P
Btw, that man you see above is Mr. Greggy. ;P
***
Magbalik
They had to call for a 1-3pm review and it was the last day of the 1st quarter exams. Wow, How shitty is that?! But since most of us didn't want any brain cracking session anymore, we decided to go somewhere na lang. We didn't escape. In fact, we bumped along Ma'am Valle on our way out.. haha.
Anyway, before we went out:
Yes, we had a guest in SD. Actually we had three, but Jujang was the most commendable. Ha-ha-ha!
Oh wait...
Do you still remember this
Jujang guy? That "
chakababe" in my 2006 blogspot? The one with clichéd hirits that Ynah and I found pretty hilarious? Hahahahahahahaha!!! I betcha, he's back! And he's even more... uhm...
sagacious!
Aliw na aliw si Jujang sa Hawak-kita camera effect. Haha.
..and it's just now that I was able to put a face on this Jujang guy. Hahaha HI JUSTIN!!!
While waiting for Cham to arrive, Eka and I had a mini photo shoot. PICTURES will be up soon. :)
10:13 PM
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Why is this so?It was a lazy afternoon in the gym when it hit me that I'm frustrated over something I realized now
I don't really need. The radio was on at that time and we SDs were busy finishing our fan-arts. The radio was playing over-romantic songs fit for a prom event. I would have groaned and asked somebody to change the station if I was in my normal self but, you bet, instead of doing what I was supposed to do, I sulked. I sulked over imagining myself dancing with someone I'm head-over-heels with because
I don't have Mr. Someone in reality.
Sure, I've got suitors waiting in line, but that doesn't cut it. None of them has ever really touched my
kilig point. I don't see a potential prom date either. Oh boy, what the hell is wrong with me?! Okay, so maybe I just miss having "someone" since it's been two years since I last engaged in a relationship, but dude, I was just saying I don't need a man right?!
I'm not in love with anyone and that's the real problem.
Jeezus, I don't even know why I'm saying being not in love is sort of a problem already! If truth be told, I don't want any commitment and a boyfriend for myself right now. I'm probably frustrated in being in love, but having someone to lock my fingers in? I don't think so.
Gusto ko lang siguro talagang kiligin. He-he. =)
I can't wait till Valentine's Day...
Then GRADUATION. Ha-di-ha!
***
The Rest DayYou know why I love Sundays so much? It's because I get to eat lovely foods I'm derived from during weekdays! Whenever my grandparents arrive from hearing mass, they make it a point to buy me something that I'd surely love. Gosh. I can't miss a Sunday without donuts and smidgets!
For good-mood Sundays, we have cakes (think Red Ribbon and home made cakes, aha!) and nice meals. In fact, there are Sundays that beat a Noche Buena feast when it comes to food. My grandmother cooks really well and I swear, you would love to ask for more when you taste any of her dishes.
This probably explains why I seem to look fat during Mondays. He-he. I can't blame myself, anyway. The foods are too scrumptious to resist!
***
Btw, I want to thank all nudgeheads who appreciated my comeback. I didn't expect you to be all grinning and all that. I'm not doing drama.. I'm just...
touched. :) You cupcakes are giving me oomph to continue blabbing bout my unpredictable life, and I'm thankful that you're not getting tired of keeping up with me.
Naksss. =)
Thank you thank you thank you! Smooches. =)
7:03 AM
Friday, August 10, 2007
Ha-ha-ha.I'm back to
blissful-chanting, cupcakes!!! And hello PUBLIC EYE!
we meet again! :)
I'm not saying anything, though.
No dweeby speech.
If you want to read my posts last month (July 2007), you're free navigate through my ARCHIVES. :)
Enjoy. :)
4:46 AM
Work-a-holic
Much as I hate to admit it, I kind of, you know,
miss school. I'm not saying I miss Dominican School for that matter, no, I want to graduate na nga remember? Maybe I just miss doing stuff in school. I hated the afternoon lectures, quizzes, and all that but now, I miss it so bad.
I wouldn't mind listening to Sir Greggy's afternoon discussion on Economics for two whole hours, I wouldn't mind answering test questions from Ma'am Valle's class, and I wouldn't mind having a havocked mind during our Physics class. Oh please, I just need to do something!
Why the sudden work appetite?I don't know really, dear. Perhaps it's the fact that I'm not an idle person. So maybe I tend to get lazy on some things, but I swear, as long as the work requires my hand and brain to work simultaneously, you may count me in. :)
Some would detest the thought for sure. But no shit, I really can't help it.
***
Behind the lens
It's a blatant truth that I ain't fit to be one of those girls we see on Vogue and other top magazines. I'm petite for crying out loud, I don't have the perfect facial features, and I certainly got no body to swank (I have this nice shape, they say, but that doesn't cut it).
Nevertheless, I am perfectly eligible mentally, emotionally, physically, and even spiritually to be "the one behind the lens". No bull, I want to be a photographer. It's been a dream of mine ever since. It's not that it's the only thing I ever want to do when I grow up-- I still want to be a top businessperson or a doctor someday -- just that I want to be one of those nudgeheads who people may call as "the one who took it".
I have a thing for photographs. When I was about seven or eight, every time my folks would give me something to read, a book on Eight Wonders of the World for instance with real photos in it, I would stare at the pictures for minutes and finish the book even looking only at those spectacular pictures-- sod the texts and all that.
There was also a time, back when I was cleaning this particular cabinet used as a storage for old pictures a year ago, I found old pictures (of people I didn't recognize) that were in Sepia and black&white tones. I would have put it back if I were some flimsy asshole, but since the old photographs captivated me so much I wanted to know who took it, I held it long and had my eyes gawk at the beauty of those. I remember bringing it to school the next day and have it scanned by a friend for me to see on my computer. Hah!
I don't know where's it really coming from-- these fondness I have for photography and the admiration I'm giving to photographs-- how the photographer got the best shot of it, the effects of light, the way the camera lens was focused to capture the subject, the beauty of colors, and oh, just name it! I don't know anyone in the clan who has something to do with photography. It was never in the blood, as far as I'm concerned.
So if ever I decide to pursue a course in photography (perhaps before or after taking my priority course), I'll be the first in the family. :) And I'm so gonna be proud of it.
***
I have an issue.
I'm a girl. And it's perfectly normal to sulk over my subversive eating habits, right?! Coz right now I still can't get over the fact that I tend to gorge every time classes are called off.
Matakaw talaga ako. Kahit ano pinapatulan ko. So if ever that newly bought Blueberry cheesecake's nowhere to be found in the fridge, BLAME ME.
I ate it. Whoah! I'm so weird. What constitutes my being
foodo-weird? It's that after I enjoy munching that particular food, I would hate myself for eating it. I would even think of spitting it out-- but of course, I wouldn't spit it out, God's blessing daw! Aha! Thanks lola!
Therefore, I'm left with nothing but a rounder and chubbier face.
***
niiiiceee :) Arigatou AND dou itashimashite, my friend. :)
6:49 AM
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Spidey PigThe Simpsons Movie was
aliw. It was more than entertaining we had to laugh at the corniest jokes even. I liked that the movie had this heartrending twist rather than its usual punch-lining scheme. The movie worked for me
indeed--I laughed, I cried, I got mad, I
awwww-ed, I went ballistic, I got kilig, I panicked, I, I, I,.. I was WOW-ed.
A+ lang pero.
If it wasn't for the dopey sound (DDB pala ha,), I would have given the whole viewing a mega A plus plus. Whoah.
I blame the cinema house.
***
Rain Rain please stay.
The weather is soo good. I missed the rain. I missed the chilly atmosphere. And it's here! Yesss. One of the few things I love about rainy season, besides having to wear those new sweaters I bought last summer, is that I get to have a good time doing things I'd missed doing.
I love that I get to wake up later than usual-- later than breakfast time, and later than lunchtime. I love that I get to sit all day long in front of my computer foolishly doing almost the same thing (internet exploring, games, soundtrippin', yadayadayada) over and over. I love that I get to watch the telly until noon. I love that I get to finish the novels I've been dying to finish reading before and go on to the other books piled up on my desk (yes, I have a desk at home, you dope!). I love that I get to eat and eat and eat all day long without worrying of any time constraints. The only thing I'm worried about though is my rowdy food intake which causes my cheeks to get even flabbier and my face rounder. Whoah.
It's been a donut-filled weeklong vacation man, and I'm seriously gaining loads of weight. I have a sharp jaw line before-- that became an asset of mine thankyouverymuch. When you feel it now, you could barely even feel a bone! It would now feel like a cushion newly stuffed with the softest cottons in the world--, which are apparently just the fats anyway.
Awww... Why do I have to have an unbalanced body anyhow? That one which the only part that gets chubby every time an overeating shit comes in the way are the cheeks-- not the body-- the body would just remain as thin as it is. You may think it's cool, but when you really look at it, it's not as cool as what you think it really is. It's UGLY. It makes me look like a newly unwrapped lollipop. Body can deceive eyes in thousand ways. A face cannot. Oh, DESPAIR!
Whoah.
So I love that I get to grab my guitar and compose songs yet again. I love that I get to sleep as long as I want to anytime. Oh cupcakes, I just love to love the season.
I'm not worthy of any filth whatsoever anyway coz boy, we need the rain so bad! Mr. Dry Spell ain't setting off yet. If the rains would stop right now, then we're gonna live our lives again under extreme heat causing unruly effects to us people and our environment.
And if you're gonna ask me, I'd rather be in school than stay at home. Even if there are thousands of enticing and seemingly enjoyable things to do at home that I mentioned earlier, being in school (or even at work!) would always be different-- even if it's raining cats and dogs. And for a person like me who loves working, then having a day out would mean a sweet dreary day at home.
Classes are suspended until tomorrow and I can't do anything about that anymore. Sigh. Just when I'm missing someone tapos... ! amp!. =p uuuy. He-he-he. The only thing that's left for me to do now is to just enjoy the long weekend and do all things I mentioned earlier and oh, I betcha, Exams will be up next week so I might review my lessons too. :P
Besides, I'm loooving the weather. ;p
Hayz. Just keep on raining Mrs. Rain okays?
A-ha-hah!
2:33 AM
Saturday, August 4, 2007
BraincrackIt's gonna be UPCAT day tomorrow--
12:30pm, ASTRODOME. Did I get that right? Coz really, the venue written on my test permit's confusing me.
Whut.
We've been taking lots of tests/exams since summer, take note SINCE
summer, and you expect me to get all panicky and jumpy on this? Nononononononono... I'm going to eat a supersize Hawaiian Delight pizza for Pete's sake and get quarter of the exam questions right (hah!).
... then a nice little cup of coffee.
You see, I'm relaxed.
Way too relaxed. I am so not going to make a big fuss over these entrance examinations, except for USTET maybe coz I'm prioritizing UST (but Dad really want me for UP. Hay.) , but they all say USTET's the easiest examination so... Ha! Easy peasy cupcakes!
The only thing that I need to worry now is my friggin academics. Remember that time when I was fussing over my Statistics Unit Test? Well apparently, I
almost failed the test. I only got 43/80 and son of a gun it was the only unit test that got me...
dispirited! Others, not to brag or anything, didn't go past ten mistakes.
Ugh.
What's the difference between Discrete and Continuous anyway?
Ack.
So
I'm married with Physics. Hah! Physics loves me more that anything in this world-- but don't get me wrong...
I don't love Physics in return. I hate the subject, for crying out loud! I hate calculations, I hate using formulas, I hate analyzing problems, and I hate having to draw straight lines at precise angles! But I'm one lucky girl, Physics continues to bring me joy time and again. And this is what I call--
meritorious academic infatuation. =)
***
Fartworks.
It was only a 30-minute stay and look, I'm well-heeled with pictures. Whoever the paparazzo was at that time-- you're a fish! Ha!
We were supposed to finish Book Lover's club's bulletin board but since we were all tamad, we decided to finish our fans instead (Miss Eva thought we were doing the bulletin board, shashing!). I wasn't able to finish my fan, though. The two girls succeeded in prodding me to go to the mall with them so I chucked out doing my fan and boo... Lakwatsa. Then some friends tagged along with us and voila, happy day.
To boot, we also bumped along with our guy friends at the mall, and boy how drunk those guys were. We're friends with them but we kind of got pretty scared with them at that time. Woo. Even that one particular guy who declared some petty stuff with me that same day scared me to death!
I still have high respect with those guys, though. Coz man, I OWE THEM MY LIFE.
***
Here's something:
5:02 AM
Friday, August 3, 2007
Bon Appetit!
Ratatouille was scrumptious-- though it wasn't really that heartrending unlike other Pixar movies. But it still had its moments though-- scenes such as when Remy the rat first saw the view of Paris and those scenes that came after the brilliant flashback that Anton Ego the food critic had after tasting Ratatouille, where the only thing you can do is go "awwwwwwwwww......"-ing and boy had Eka didn't divulge some parts of the story, I would have cried a river.
And surely enough, anybody can cook!
***
Oi. I got my ID na.
And...
Saktong August 1. Woo! haha. Imagine, nagpapicture kami some time last July tapos ngayon lang nabigay. Haha. Idol!
Considering all the changes made na halatang ginamitan ng Photoshop pero lame yung pagkaka-edit, I look like a MALDITA YOUNG LADY waiting to eat some potential carnivorous' food. Hekhek, adik! Basta, amp! so panget ever!!!
Asar no, gragraduate ka na nga lang, ang jologs pa ng last highschool ID mo.
And look naman, ang layo ng itsura ko ngayon sa itsura ko diyan! and what if authorities would claim na hindi ako yan?! Haha. Adik ka talaga.
***
Oi. I heard DS won over MG this afternoon. Ay naman.. Congrats DS!!!!! Woo!
I wasn't able to watch the game anyway. Sad. But anyways, the mere fact that DS won, I'm happy na rin. :)
Ay shocks. It's Jazel's birthday pala ngayon. Oy, ZEL!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! wahaha. Ü
Wala lang. Tagalog mode ako ngayon. Halata ba?
4:55 PM
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Hidden Tracksung by: Aaron CarterIn consequence of persistent sleep deprivation, my eyes seem to get sappier and glassier day after day with these fit to bust blackish puffs beneath. Ever since I found the drive to stay up late at night to finish certain tasks, to try updating my bloggy which significance isn't actually known to me, and of course, to have small chats through mobile phones to people whose distances away from me are horrendous and insufferable, I've replaced the ghost lurking inside the house turning myself from a preposterous sleepy human to a real living ghost who constantly opens the fridge now and again to grab some bite,
oh yumme-- No wonder why Granma always puts up a face every morning. Hah! Like,
where have all the apples gone?! Ha-di-ha!
And Goodness Gracious, I found the joy of putting layers of concealer to cover up these semi-circular overweight thingies. It has been one of my morning rituals to apply such and
ohmyfudgeebar to egotistically compliment myself in front of my dresser mirror for a job well done. =p
But anyway, since I'm halatang-wasak-pero-ayaw-aminin [evidently], I'd rather leave the beauty crisis to my board of beauty trustees-- my concealer, face powder, and lip shimmer. Raging teenage-slash-
jologsky hormones, cupcakes! Aaacckkk.
***
I still can't f----- move on. I knew that I should have scrutinized it all before finalizing my decisions. If only I prepared well. Damn.
How could I've been so stupid?! How could I've been so stupid to not realize that what I was doing was entirely wrong no matter which side you see it. Awww. What are the odds of ending up in great victory?
FLAT ZERO.Damn. What have I done?! Judgment day will be this afternoon and I'm sooo terrified to see/hear the sentence.
Please... pray for me.
Coz I don't know what I would do if I fail...... my
Statistics Unit Test.He-he-he.=)