meanwhile

i am stalling sleep on a monday night buying time in front of the pc. i should really be doing 198 now, tomorrow's deadline is looming. but i cant. am writing/stalling, instead of sleeping or attempting to be productive. my next tick box reads -- watch Greys. and i have every plan of checking my box.

twelve hours of today was spent inside Room 301 for 177 for the final presentations -- some of it for reporting but for the most, part for palpitating. waiting for your turn sucks -- especially if you cant help the hyperventiations everytime you think it's your group up next. yesterday's was draw lots, so your chances of getting picked are just about as good as the others. and well, the more mundane woes like not looking smashing. it was crazy. and tiring. more on that when i feel like writingwriting.

anyhoo, today is... *drumroll*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRIENDCESS! :)

PMS, crabby days, smashing/smashed reports, baaad groupmates, secrets, life issues, catfights, bad internet & ym windows that hang, shoes we drool for and never get to buy and so much life shit than we care to deal with -- thanks for sharing :) the you-rach-and-meee trio is till my favorite :)

here's to more sleepovers, great reports and an unbelievably smashing resume *cough* chinese boys for you and scruffy boys for meee *cough*! haha. ooh, and more gossip girl! i wish you a grand time :D
xoxo, with love from me to you :) haha.
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bye, Lola.

wednesdays

i always tell myself on tueday evenings i'd watch all the TV i want because there's wednesday anyway. and it's deja vu all over again every wednesday because surprise surprise, i dont get to do anything. um, am not really complaining :P

today the best thing happened to meeee -- Cadbury Crunchie! :D the ultimate best, believe meeee :) i say the best things come in purple wrappers. when i first saw it in the bag, i thought it was the Nestle Crunchy, the one with the rice crispies. am no fan of rice crispies so i was like, it's still Cadbury so what the heck. until i opened it this morning... wow :D

it's the same Cadbry bar that comes in the big bar with the small squares, only it has the Crunchie honeycomb teeny pieces inside :) ah, love. love love love eet :)

i get weird dreams in the morning

beautiful sunday morning. that thing hapenned again -- me waking up earlier than i intended to, and then going back to sleep. and getting dreams about... um, that.

so, is this like a sign? dunno. it's just weird how things feel so... um, real. i dunno if its just me or i really am in for a big surprise. i really dunno. but yeah, what the heck, if it's the surprise part, bring it on! :D waw, antapang! haha.

must go now. hafta be somewhere for surveys. hallo housewives, please be kind :P

ooh, writers induction! i'll write about it soon -- swimming in duster shirts, picking up "poop" from toilets (ew), and moaning like porn stars! ayayay! :P

gotta get going! bye! :)

oddly tired

i oddly feel tired. i think -- and then i figure i havent been doing a lot of things as of late.

*i digress -- i see there's this video tool on my blogger toolbar now :) has it been there long OR was i just not observant enough?*

anyhoo, going back, i look back to two weeks ago, and figure ive been whiling time away, feeling tired and not really getting things done. i had two weeks in a row of unbelievable 5-day-weekends and they were all a blur with snippets of Desperate Housewives and all those jellobrain movies i caught. i write this as i cram my group contribution for the brand framework homework for tomorrow, together with my bakery brand framework -- which i, by the way havent done anything for. its just gotten so baad. monster P, i stomp on you -- sabi nga ni April.

maybe i feel tired now because after all, i helped Mother Earth get better by picking up twenimilyen candy wrappers at the lagoon earlier this afternoon. itsa Haribon thing which Writer's signed up for. by the way, we got a number of used condoms, a pantyliner and our first realfirst "basura"? a porn cd with a topless woman showing her nips for the world to see. and i thought lagoon stories were sleazy jokes.

we were the last ones to do the rounds and we so we got the really difficult area. this thing spans from the back of the admin building to the front of the main lib. wow, thatsalotta stamina, thankyouverymuch. and erm, bad smelling shirts from all the pawis and the basura, ick please quit any visual images you might have conjured. and and.. all soft mud in my brown rubber tsinelas. wow.

i have happy entries really, am just really busy being tired.

P.S. i shall write about that escapade with markie and sweet when... um, am not so tired anymore.

P.P.S. me watching live tomorrow at the Araneta :) and and... i have three new favorite letters and three new favorite numbers. my letters are x and j and w, in no particular order. and my new favorite numbers are 8 and 9 and 7 :) go figure. haha *wink wink*

the rain does things

because i find ways to NOT do homework, i come up with very creative ideas to work on. like this thing i did two nights ago -- this is me imitating myself in a conversation with someone i really like. tehee :) sorreh, i have bad schitzo tendencies like these.

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[/edit]: itsa sunday morning, and am online at ten. wow, am getting better at self-control and discipline. NOT. i always say ill be on for ten minutes -- only. but i end up staying three hours. rawr, this is just so wrong. i edit this post instead of making a new one, int he hopes that i wont babble (which is exactly what am doing now, oyeh) to fill up space and not feel bad about a short post. okay, so much for defeated purposes.

anyhoo, the reason for this entire thing really is -- how twisted i think i am for doing... erm, what i do. two days back, something totally stupid happened, and for the life of me, i just cant do anything to make my lot a wee bit better. so i i'd have to settle for status quo because anyting i get to think of at this moment (and well, the past few days) will only make (and i say this with soo much certainty -- take it from me, i just so know this)things worse, and believe me when i say that. no, this is not some life-altering whatever, it's just me and the hormones and what happens when am on such an estrogen high because of the rain.

iw as squirming in my seat the other day when i just found out what the heck i did/ hapened. but then i catch myself going in and out of this "thing" to see if what happened really happened. and gahd, for the pathetic life of me, i actually enjoy seeing what i see. i cross my fingers and hope that that thing stays there. one more "view" and that thing's out. and i think thas sad. so yeah, you can so tell am loathing-liking this entire thing i got myself into. oyeh, loser hits :)

and with that, i have to pick my arm up, force it click the x buttons on all the windows, click the Start and shut this deym thing off -- atleast ideally. oohm. self-control. oohm. discipline. ooohm. whatever. *that was me chanting* sorreh. if this thing feaks you out, click the x button, immediately!

au revoir!

e-babbling

it's been the same since Wednesday -- wake up at 8.30a, Morning Rush til 9a, very slow breakfast, Desperate Housewives at 10a, and then the rest of the day becomes a blur from 11. i haven't even studied for any of my exams. stalling's so inviting. here are different versions of my stalling :D *** You scored as English/Journalism/Comm, You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Communication, English, Film, Journalism, Literature, or Writing. It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. English/Journalism/Comm 94% Psychology/Sociology 88% PoliticalScience/Philosophy 69% HR/BusinessManagement 69% History/Anthropology/LiberalArts 69% Education/Counseling 56% Accounting/Finance/Marketing 56% French/Spanish/OtherLanguage 44% Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health 38% Religion/Theology 38% Visual&PerformingArts 38% Biology/Chemistry/Geology 19% Physics/Engineering/Computer 6% Mathematics/Statistics 0% WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU? created with QuizFarm.com um, what exactly am i doing in BA? *** because one's never enough:

katC -- [adjective]: Visually addictive 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

take that! :)

***

the other night, i was laughing my head off reading from my red journal. it was a post from six months ago, and you can so tell i was just a shitty emotional mess. on a happy note, i thought there was wit in the midst of my turmoil, haha :D because things are over and done with, and i thought I'd bring more laughs to anyone who'd happen to come by this thing, here dig in :)

"... Now, getting back to real life, i have issues. Apparently, they did not disappear in the past year but lay dormant in the dark recesses of my brain. and now they're surfacing. I've been kinda okay about staying single and fuss-free. i was -- until recently.

i kinda miss having someone visit me in the house. i miss having someone travel all the way to here to see me. i miss surprises on my birthday, love letters and for calls for sweet nothings. i miss having to say i love you, fighting and making up (out, haha : P not) and thinking about that one who's thinking about you, too. i miss cuddling, i miss senseless kwento, company at the mall and a general bring-along-anywhere hottie :)

i miss not caring if friends don't want to go out with you. i miss only caring about just that one person who'll go out on v. short notice. i miss having someone to tell the senseless details o my life -- i don't even have to write them in a journal. i miss the constancy of that on person"

oyeh, i have more of this in the red journal, but i guess that's it for public consumption :D

***

i was so shaking. like the ew kind of shaking -- i was tensed, embarrassed, flustered and helpless. and now that i think about it, i must've looked really funny. hay, Thursday what now. i still am thinking until now. how could that have happened when i am so fcuking sure that i check all the freakintime. and no, whoever came up with the idea (ooh, kat it's you, and mark, and mahal) that it was checking out the other way around, you are so wrong. think, thepartypooper is sucha "creative" name, something someone (i.e., stalker) wouldn't get to come up with. this is me acting out my "girl version" -- over analysis, rationalizing to no end, making a fuss out of everything :) you know how some things are irritating they're entertaining?

it's the rain -- it just does something to me :)

stalling

yey again to whatever UP has to disrupt the normal classes. ACLE on thurs and i guess it has, somehow, something to do with the 175 postponement. whatever. atleast i get to take it easy tonight and not force myself to take in threefreakinhundred pages of global marketing. weeeee! :) exam's next thursday, maybe i can study like one chapter a day so it doesnt get too overwhelming. butstill, tomorrow's the geog exam and were supposed to draw the map -- on a BLANK bond paper. ftw. am supposed to read two chapters and memorize the freakin boundaries. hay.

here's to giving in to monster P. me and stalling. haha. i got this thing from multiply. ten things for ten people. sounds fun. shyeah, lets stall studying for sea30 :)

1. i have unlearned you. it was probably naivette talking at that time, but yeah, this works better for me.
2. i am appalled at the person i am seeing now. and i thought things were going really well. apparently, that was just me.
3. i miss having someone like you around, but yes i've come to terms with many things. am finally growing up, you'll be proud of me :)
4. am happy at the way things are going with us, i just wish you'd let me know you more. you dont always have to appear put together and perfect because i will understand you. i wont fault you for being imperfect because everyone is.
5. um, what's with the look? dont be shy am not as strong as i appear to be :P id appreciate it if you'd quit looking and start talking :)
6. so, what exaclty do you think of me now? thanks a lot to technology, now i cant look you in the eye anymore. i wish i knew how to quit you :) *naks. just wanted to use the last part. itso ditzy, i love eet*
7. thank you for being the kind of friend that you are. i never thought i'd learn to like you enough to be freinds :) but yeah, the more i get to know you, the more i am reminded that life shouldnt be about prejudice. thank you.
8. thanks for never forgetting, ill forever love you for that. but i hope you learn that life's not all a party, there's dirty work to be done, and youth as an excuse expires when you hit 25. but still, i love you and i hope you do better :)
9. youre difficult, youre strong and you tell me things i dont want to hear. youre the only one that can make me hate you so much i cringe when i see you, but youre also the only person i can love with such a passion. thank you for standing by me :)
10. i wish i could stay longer :)

the college kid, poetry and checking you out

happy birthday to my Dad :D cheers to my favorite golden boy, weeee! i love you Dad :)

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hoorray to proscrastination :D *not that itsa good thing in itself* but today, all my wishing paid off -- the SEA30 exam and the 175 midterms moved to thursday :) weeeeee!

*thinks again* and i just realized it got put off, but am still taking it in two days time. howell, whoever said you can have your cake and eat it, too. *there goes my cliche quota fulfilled for the day :)*

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i seriously think my SEA30 teacher was wearing eye liner earlier. waw, watta way to start my day, Sir. thanks. okay, with that out of the way, lets go. when i came to class, that one was looking. before i sat down, that one was looking.when i turned back, that one was looking. and then before that one left, he looked my way as if to telepathy the bye (erm, that was just meee :P). now am still thinking whether that one gave me that look. i need like two more days to check to see. rawr, i make it sound like rocket science this entire checking out thing. yesyes, i do have a life, i just get a kick outta this. gimme this one :)

had lunch with Ming earlier and laughed our heads off talking about my person she calls, "not so true love". iiick we know, we get it. weve made a long list of our cast of characters following this iick theme. dig in: (1) si Asian teddy bear athletic classmate -- it used to have the words chinese and basketball until we figured it was such a giveaway. and then the bear series (2) grizzly athletic bear -- who is not a classmate and managed to get into our conversation and (2) the cute and cuddly koala athletic bear classamte, who i, btw, love to bitsss :)

[/edit] today caught me staring like crazy (cuh-rey-zeeeh for the effect). i was in such a "good" position that i can look without getting caught (or so i think, says friendcess -- and uh, this is soo gradeschool, but am liking it :P). he was effortlessly adorable. and um, cute. and um, really endearing to look at --- erm, wrong, sounded so mommy. but really, it was fun looking and trying not to get caught. haha. and then i got caught - just once, and friendcess says if he caught me looking, then he must be looking, too (iick. eew. aaack. sorreh). haha, this is getting too detailed it's making me gag. but yeah, he isnt really beautifulbeautiful but hes fun to look at. and that disarming stare. and he looks clean. maybe hes mabango, too. iiick, may perv factor na yun sorreh. yeah, you can tell i like him :)

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this afternoon was WC reading session. we read two poems which were brilliant in their own rights. "Father", the free verse with the "enjamb"-ed parts, and the Jorie Graham "I was Taught Three" which sent us spinning. and well, feeling like very small, uncapable writers. haha. the entire thing was fun. Moral of the entire thing: read more, and uh, according to me, reading with other people around reading with you is way fun-ner and more exciting.

uhm, why do i get the feeling that i write better in the wee hours of the morning? i liked my previous entry better thatn this, uh, very gradeschool diary-sounding thing i am publising... NOW.

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[/edit. uh, yes again]
i found Pon and Zi in the internet the other day :) i just need some show and tell space :)

arent they the cutest? :) i love the "this is how you make my tummy feel". my that one still doesnt make me feel that. um, you, where exactly are you? :) haha.

i SHOULD be sleeping now

i have two exams on Monday. i have SEA30 final exam for the geography part which basically covers half an inch of copyright infringement. and then there's 175 midterms which covers 7 chapters, which i dont have to describe visually cos the 7 chapters speak for itself.

and then am here, at 1am on a Sunday morning sharing my very random thoughts for the whole world wide web (wwww) to see. rawr. havent read a single thing for my monday things. i should be scared.

i've been busy, yanow. my head's throbbing. i think it's from too much time on the monitor. but shyeah, i cant pluck myself outta here. baaaad.

i realize i like this one a lot more than i care to admit. sounded every bit ditzy. if in case anyone's thinking this is a very subtle hint of a love life on my part, i send this disclaimer out and give you a big, fat, plump on the sides N-O. it is not. this is more of a, like, grade school fan fancy. take it from two posts back -- fan girl.

this is why i think broadband HAS been a bad thing. even before i got into this, ive been staying on the pc for more than i have to. and then this. you can just imagine how many precious hours i spend here now, clicking away random, non-value adding clickables. pft.

ive figured myself how this is very bad for any social life. the researching part is good for getting to know companies you target as potential employers, or maybe research on some hotshot celebrity you have to interview for a hotshot talk show you have going under our belt. but not exactly the healthiest thing when the researching is targeted toward a random hapless (erm, not really) classmate. not value-adding (to any social life, or maybe life in general, iiick) at all. what value do you get from knowing random classmate (RC from hereon) likes to wear green shirts and sleeps in the folks' room until now? nothing much, except that you feel really bad for knowing this from some random corner of the web, rather than from RC himself. but shyeah, like the way you look at your reflection on all shiny surfaces (i.e., car windows, fast food glass windows, among other kinds of windows), however tacky you know doing it looks like, you just can't help it. you look at your reflection and check yourself out -- all the freakintime.

and just when i was about to close my windows (no, not the shiny ones but the ones on your computer), i find out i actually am one click away from the real reason why i spent the last few nights googling my way to some semblance of relationship (albeit twisted and one-sided) with my RC. of course i click. and all my eye bags amount to a handful of fotos. and even with all my shit, i have to gall to say i only like RC a little. oyeh, i have pride issues :D

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i DONT like it when i start thinking about whether someone is giving me that look. cos when i do, i get too keen on checking out whether that look is really that look. and even if i get to find out that the look isnt that look, i start giving that one that look. itso weird but i cant help it. and that's me wishing that the look i thought to be that look really turns out to be that look. so please, if it isnt that look, please dont look at me -- love, person with a lot of (made up) self esteem issues. aaack. i dont have to make sense its 1 in thefreakinmorning.

am sleeping NOW. yes now. erm, taking a bath first. and then sleeping. NOW.

because i think am writing again :)

today's the day i think writing came back :)

i was into poetry when i was nine. i even sent my work to the then Junior Inquirer, and got a cap for my published poem. i wrote a lot of poetry then cos i headed the school paper and yeah, that grandstand-er in me wnated more paper space, so i wrote poetry. but since high school, i've stopped. it just din't make sense to me -- the whining through ryhyming became tedious and i became a child of the prose. it was prose for me since then.

and then today. not in my imagination did i think i'd get to write poetry in my tags. but i just did :D and yeah, thanks to you for this.

so yeah, this is me dabbling in poetry again -- after eons. nothing fancy. my first in a reeally long time. bear with the comebacking poet/pwet. haha.

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Fan girl

You were okay
You weren’t too beautiful
You weren’t bad looking at all
Definitely not
You were short, which was bad
Since I dig tall men
But you kept me glued

There was something about you
That was mysterious
You were interesting
You had that weird flair
That seemed to call on to me
That look,
It was telling me that you were someone
More than I think you are

And that
It was that conversation
And it wasn’t even ours
I was meant to hear it
It was for everyone
And you just wowed me
Without even trying

It was that fire
It was within you
I knew everyone felt that
It was the passion
It was so thick
I could touch it

I knew since day one I’d like you
You feel different
You were quiet, and alone
And unlike them
You didn’t invite attention to yourself
And I like that
It was probably that
and you got me hooked
And I didn’t even notice :)

of poems and stolen pieces

i saw this back last month in Jake's multiply, and i just thought he was nothing short of a lit genius. ooh, and he takes really nice fotos, too :)

ang galing. that i was i could muster.

i like you just because
by Jake

I like you.
And I know why.
I like you because when I tell you something special
You know it’s special
And you remember it
A long, long time.
You say,
“Remember when you told me something special?”
And we both remember.

I like you because
You don’t pretend to listen, when you don’t want to listen
But sometimes you do.
That’s because I need an ear.
So you keep nodding in agreement as if you understood every single word I just said
And we both end up knowing that you didn’t get a thing.

I like you because
You pay for your own fare and I pay for mine.
You don’t pretend to take out your coin purse and wait for me to say something…
(3...2...1...Zero.No? Nothing? Nothing at all?)

When I think something is important,
You think it’s important too.
When I think something is ridiculous,
You think it’s ridiculous too.
When I say something funny, you laugh.
I think I’m funny. You think I’m funny too.
I like you because
You know where I’m ticklish and you don’t tickle me there.
Except just a tiny bit. . .
Sometimes.
Stop!

You know how to be silly.
That’s why I like you. You’re silly.
I like you because you know when it’s time to stop being silly. Maybe day after tomorrow.
Maybe never.
Oops! Too late!
It’s quarter past silly.

I like you because
You laugh at yourself, and you don’t mind if I laugh at you
If somebody makes a complete fool of himself in front of us
We don’t have to say a word…
We become two giant Thought Bubbles—
Mine says: Are you seeing this?
Yours says: You bet I am.
Our Thought Bubbles go together so well we could be a comic strip.

When we eat out
You know I’d love to have that last French Fry.
Hiding at the bottom of the carton
Its head peeking through the corner
I like you because you just let it be
Though I know you’re dying to have it too.

That’s because you really like me
You really like me, don’t you?
You like me. And I like you back. And that’s the way we keep going.
And going.
Everyday.

When I am feeling sad
You don’t come comforting me right away
You just sit there.
Sometimes it’s better to be sad
You can’t stand others being so happy
Every single moment.
Like they were acting out a Brady Bunch scene.
You want to know things. It takes time.
You want to feel a tear caressing your face.

I like you because
If I am mad at you
Then you get mad at me too.
It’s awful when the other person isn’t.
They are just so nice and so hoo-ha you could just punch them in the nose
And get away with it.
I like you a lots because of that.

I like you because
When you pass gas
I don’t have to pretend I'm busy
Looking outside the window and all that
I say something like: "Maybe you should stay away from camote for a while"
And you say: "Maybe."

If I fail, and if you fail too,
Then it is lots of fun to fail.
We both are sorry.
We eat ice cream.
We splurge.
We binge.
We tell everybody exactly what we did and they wish they failed too.

I like you because
When you come up with a great paper
Or a great logline
Or a great idea,
You don’t come up to me and say
“Oh, this suckkks. What do you think?”
No, you don’t. You shove it to my face and you say: I’m a God.
Which you are not.

I like you because—I don’t know why—but—
Everything that happens is nicer, with you.
I like you because…because…because…
It’s December 25
On November 25

And if you and I had some drums
And some horns and trumpets and cheap firecrackers
We could be a holiday
We could be a celebration
We could be a whole parade.
See what I mean?
Even if it was the nine hundredth and ninety-ninth of July
Even if it was August
Even if it was way down at the bottom of November
Even if it was no place in particular in January
I would go on choosing you
And you would go on choosing me
Over and over
Again.
That’s how it would happen every time.
I don’t know why.

I like you.

***
and now am tired. i copy/pasted this entire thing, line by line. yess. hurts in the eyes. but yeah, reading it again will make up for it :)

i wish i'd come off this poetic. hay. hats off to Jake :)

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and yeah, maybe it wouldn't hurt to get to find that one i could tell, hey look someone wrote about us :)

monday night

happy birthday Dianne Miranda! :D twenteen is fun :)
i hope i get to see you guys reaally soon :D

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i have so much to do.

• 3 individual papers for OpMan, one for each speak up
• OpMan company audit with my econ group
• ocean spray case for global marketing
• Total in Sudan case for cross cultural
• French report on friday/tuesday that's a reaally huge chunk of my cross cultural grade
• php82-worth readings for WC which i need to read faaaast
• friday is workshop piece deadline *dies*

but i get to blog. this is me and my thing with proscratination. pft, i just cant do eeet.

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caught Ratatouille last saturday with the folks. it was fun, errr... kinda. yeah, funny. i was just prolly off somewhere, space cadette signing off. haha. anyhoo, we came in early for --- *drumroll* the trailers! :D i wanna watch everythingggg.

• evan almighty -- steve carell is a hit :) i need happy thoughts. haha.
• license to wed -- and again, robin williams i a sure hit :) and yeah, everyody could use some mush.
• enchanted -- patrick dempsey. nuff said :P but really, in my attempt to use words and not just onomatopoeias (spell right?), it's a story book set in new york where random production numbers like those in Grease are laughed at on the streets. things dont meld perfectly because there are bikers on the street and people doing their things. looks like a fun watch.
• national treasure + somethingsomething -- i think my dad wants to watch :D i might get to see it for freeeee :) weeee.
• no reservations -- catherine zeta-jones and this italian person with the cleft chin in the kitchen as chefs. so this was the movie tet wanted to see. and now i want to see it, too -- with him. screwmeermscrewhimnlangormaybescrewus. pft.

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i need break. a really looong one. this is bad. am graduating in two sems time and i dont feel like an adult. i should be thinking grand plans of conquering the world by storm, like any normal, dreaming college kid. but no. am here, doing non-value adding things and NOT dreaming. pft. am weirdly happy though. am just not sure if that's a good combination -- NOT dreaming and happy. life expects so much of me and am scared i just might not deliver.

blogger = solace

and thanks to kristel's multiply for this meme :)

1) What side of the heart do you draw first?
~ right

2) Can you dive without plugging your nose?
~ hmm, its been really long.

3) What color is your cellphone?
~ black

4) Who will repost this after you?
~ dunno. baka wala.not much meme fans here.

5) Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?
~ ooh, si transformers dude, we'll laugh our asses off :D

6.) Where are you right now?
~ pretty lost.

7.) How do you feel about carrots?
~indifferent. not a veggie fan.

9) Who is the best Spice Girl?
~ posh -- because she has becks :P

10) Do you know what time it is?
~ 12-ish

12) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?
~ panic, attempt to think happy thoughts, scream for help -- in no particular order.

15) Do you have a crush on anyone?
~ my favorite SMB :)

16) Do you use words that people dont know the meaning to?
~ wala ko maisip eh, but maybe.

17) Do you like to sleep?
~ yes

19) Do you know the song Total Eclipse of the Heart?
~ shempre pa.

20) Do you want a total makeover?
~ i'd love a new hair color :) and yeah, maybe new hair altogether.

21) What's something you've always wanted to do?
~ be certain.

24) Would you rather swim in the ocean or a lake?
~ id rather walk

25) Do you wear a lot of black?
~ i tend to. my default color.

26) Describe your hair?
~ messy

28) Are you an adult?
~ i try to be

31) Are you a television addict?
~ i can be.

32) Do you enjoy spending time with your mom?
~ yes, just not on bad hormones days.

33) Are you a sugar freak?
~ i can be. ice cream, cake, and all things sweet. hay :)

34) What is your favorite movie?
~ cant hardly wait(?).. just because i saw it earlier.

35) Who's your last crush?
~ si favorite SMB parin

36) Where do you wish you were right now?
~ faaaar away.

37) What are the places you've been to today?
~ dito lang sa bahay

38) Do you know how to use chopsticks?
~ not really

39) What brand of shirt are you
~ are you... wearing? parang walang brand to eh.

okay. work. now. pft.

explosm.net

because when i needed pick-me-uppers anjan si insan, err.. long story but parang ganun :) i found this link from danica's friendster. the stutter boy was the ultimate benta :D too bad i couldnt find it.here are some strips from explosm.net :D


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net


Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

and from this ad same site, that sell vintage tees: i wish my lawn was emo so it would cut itself :D haha.

BA third front

am now on Rach's lappy here in the lobby. i wait for her while she gets the car from law from her sister. i sit here in solitude err.. not exactly, kanina ka was here and ermm.. i have clover ships and a bottle of c2 for company :) and now friendcess is here :D -- asking about harry for tom :)

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the worst thing in the world -- poopy and sleepy and helpless about it. and friendcess says yes :P we were at gia's last night working our asses off for that 102 report on celebrity endorsers. and no sleep. lemme say that again, NO SLEEP. no freakinshuteye. well i kinda had, twentyfreakin minutes. dude, ive been awake for 31 hours! ayayay. goodbye dreams about good skin. and rach is here -- and si friendcess papasok na. and rach says yes about the poopy-ness. yes, like Rj Ledesma says, there's weird humor about bodily excretions.

the 102 report was kinda okay. and for me, i talked to much. like the way i always do when i try to cope with extreme pressure and stress that i cant run away from. err.. like that report earlier. i felt like a running faucet that i couldnt turn off. you can just imagine how frustrating that was -- and no, contrary to popular belief, i wasnt, i repeat WAS NOT grandstanding. who would grandstand that way when i couldnt even get good grip of the words i use. arhgh, that bxtch of stuttering. die you freakin thing, die!

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i figured i was really very tense earlier because iw as literally hurling invectives at every possible inanimate object. and then later, the i couldnt stop saying the g-word, and the f-word, the s-word said the UP way and all those amateur badmouthing. i am not ususally panicky, at least i'd like to think am not, but this morning i was jumpy like crazy. and let me just let this thing out --- shiyeet.

eveything to day was a bad blow to my ego. and no, this is not about some random person fxckxng the day out for me. it's an ego issue thing. pft. when things cdan freakin go wrong, they always freakin do.

and no am not an angry kid. just an angry writer today :)

everyday things :D

blue top. that's the new theme for the next 102 report. unfortunately, my very small corporate closet collection doesnt have anything blue. were pretty lenient for this one, no bouts with color blindness while scouring malls, because we actually agreed to go with ANY shade of blue ( i dont understand though, why bluegreen doesnt count. the fact that its BLUEgreen makes it a shade of blue, right?)

this search for the blue top has taken me places -- Glorrietta, SM Makati, Shang plus that little (or big?) scuffle with the cabbie who stole our fiftyfreakinpesos (can you just freakin imagine, we were charged php50 for that trip from shang to that tiny street that goes left after San Miguel Ave, the one where the old Medical City building used to stand -- fiftyfreakin pesos for just about 10 meters of movement. wtshushu), then this afternoon Metro East and Sta. Lucia. hello sore feet. but yeah, a bit of it was me being stubborn about my choices and not wanting to buy anything unless i got to "tour" the entire place.

after twenimilyen stores, i finally settle for an aqua top from Plains and Prints. now am pretty broke because it is pretty expensive -- putting it in blunt-er terms, shet naubos na pera ko. but i dont know, i kinda feel weird about my purchase. hindi ecstatic hapy eh. may be because i thought it was too expensive. or maybe because had i not been told to buy blue, i wouldn't. ermm, Mum says i SHOULD like my purchase.

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i went to school again today with the blue adidas backpack. and because i still unfortunately do not have a car at my disposal, i have to lug all my things around when i go places before going home, like my mall trip earlier. here's a teeny story about me when i went to BigR:

Kuya Guard: *mutters some incomprehensible message to me*
Me: *removes earphones* anu yon kuya?
Kuya Guard: Fitness First?
Me: ermm.. no. umm.. shopping?
Kuya Guard: okay.

and then i go in baffled. Fitness First? (of course in reference to the relatively new branch in BigR) hmm.. does that mean i look really fat that Kuya thinks i go to FF, or is it that i look trim (which i very highly doubt :P) i look like someone from FF? Mum says it's just the backpack, and yeah implicitly tells me am extremely paranoid :P

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tibaks in the house

Stand-UP was in the WC tambayan, in time for the buddy bidding, to talk about why HSA was a bad idea to begin with. then i start missing debsoc and nonpartisanship, among all other things. thats me assuming WC has tight ties with LFS and other affiliated orgs with similar thrusts and freaking out about me -- then the red light inside my head lights up and says, "wrong choice, honey" and gives me that impulse to start moping about not thinking about thaaat. until one smart one smart kid (who happened to be part of DS) piped in asking about WC's political stance. Moki saves the day by saying, WC's neutral, nonpartisan and encourages its members to have their own set of opinions. nobody forces anything to anyone :D and i thought it was really dumb of me to not ask and start moping.

fridayis tibak night still. were all going to the Stand UP-hosted kapihan at the Hardin ng mga Diwata for a cultural night. just when i was thinking about not coming and all, April says, dapat ngayon palang nagpapa-good shot na kayo samen. okay. and then i decide i should come. but yeah, am not too freaked out about friday night. i kinda want to go to the poetry reading din :)

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i just had to write about this :D 105 today is speak up day and the group brought two people from BPI. yeah yeah, there has to be no comparison... but i just had to say it it because it is working for me :D Krip(?) is from the Ateneo and Lesther is (woot!) from UP and from Ma'am GVT's 106 class. and to justify this, i say the comparison is inevitable :) Lesther definitely outperformed the Aboy :) and yes i know it is not a god idea to gauge school's by listening to one member of the population, butsill :) haha, give this to me, it made my day :)