There will always be this longing and questioning like what would have happened if I cared more, exerted more? Or maybe, what if I decided to hold on? But sometimes, we question more intensely, what if I didn't give a damn? Things might have been better or worse. Life, anyway, is a matter of choice. And I chose to not look back. I've had so much of my time regretting and reminiscing. But this won't mean looking for a new one, but rather, growing up on my own.
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Showing posts with label That's life. Show all posts
Satisfaction > Longing
You decided to give your alma mater a visit, the same place where that person is studying and you're not. Honestly, you have no reason to visit anyway. Maybe to see the events? Or maybe not. Usually you visit all by yourself giving the impression that you are there to impress. But now, you are with a friend. That makes a difference. You tried to greet that person from the past but that person won't even look at you. Bitterness? Yes? No? I don't know. Leaving the place, I could see from the corner of my eye that this person is looking at me. But there's no looking back anymore. Things shall pass for me. I felt more satisfaction that longing. Maybe everything's better off like this.
Where is happiness?
Mark this day. This is the first day in my pursuit of happiness.
I came to the realization that I can live my life BETTER and HAPPIER without carrying such depressing memory. Being single isn't bad after all. Although I can't deny the fact that there are these awkward moments when everyone's talking about boyfriends and girlfriends, then, I'm left in one corner listening... and listening.
Anyway, I know I did my part. Actually, almost every part and both parts, I did. So no one can blame me for taking another pursuit of happiness, this time, for myself. Especially that I felt I was cheated. Now that's another story.
I saw this Really sweet pre-nup shoot of Kristine Hermosa and Oyo Sotto from spot.ph and boy, it looks soooo good! How I wish I'll have an ending like theirs, fairytale-like--even though I know it's fiction. Fairytales are fiction. The same goes for happily-ever-afters. There is only "The end." Now tell, where the hell does happiness exist?
I came to the realization that I can live my life BETTER and HAPPIER without carrying such depressing memory. Being single isn't bad after all. Although I can't deny the fact that there are these awkward moments when everyone's talking about boyfriends and girlfriends, then, I'm left in one corner listening... and listening.
Anyway, I know I did my part. Actually, almost every part and both parts, I did. So no one can blame me for taking another pursuit of happiness, this time, for myself. Especially that I felt I was cheated. Now that's another story.
I saw this Really sweet pre-nup shoot of Kristine Hermosa and Oyo Sotto from spot.ph and boy, it looks soooo good! How I wish I'll have an ending like theirs, fairytale-like--even though I know it's fiction. Fairytales are fiction. The same goes for happily-ever-afters. There is only "The end." Now tell, where the hell does happiness exist?
It is coming to an end
It's December already, 2010 it is. This year has been a turning point. There are endless stories, dramas and much more untold. And what's more surprising is that these have made me really different from what I was before. I have grown up somehow.
First, there was college. It is generally a turning point for anyone anyway. It won't surprise you anymore. College isn't just part of education. It is something much more. This was the place/ time/ stage (you might be talking about the school, the part of life or etc.) when my narrow mind finally opened up to a lot of possibilities. This is point when I learned what I really want, I wanted to make a difference. Everyone says this though but I want to make it real and not just dream. I want to build an empire of my own and I will make it, not just say it. I learned to plan for myself, what I want and determine how I can. Then this was when I learned what I really am. I am a naturally restless person. There is the constant need for me to do something and make good on it. And I don't know why. There is always a struggle against myself to do better. Is that bad when my willpower always takes over my body's limitations? My mother says I should stop. My sickness might take a toll on me. But I want to do more. I want the stress and the tension. I need to hate those sleepless nights.
Then came the untold stories of heartbreak and attraction. College brought more heartbreak than tensions. Separation and depression.
It was a choice, I never liked.
First, there was college. It is generally a turning point for anyone anyway. It won't surprise you anymore. College isn't just part of education. It is something much more. This was the place/ time/ stage (you might be talking about the school, the part of life or etc.) when my narrow mind finally opened up to a lot of possibilities. This is point when I learned what I really want, I wanted to make a difference. Everyone says this though but I want to make it real and not just dream. I want to build an empire of my own and I will make it, not just say it. I learned to plan for myself, what I want and determine how I can. Then this was when I learned what I really am. I am a naturally restless person. There is the constant need for me to do something and make good on it. And I don't know why. There is always a struggle against myself to do better. Is that bad when my willpower always takes over my body's limitations? My mother says I should stop. My sickness might take a toll on me. But I want to do more. I want the stress and the tension. I need to hate those sleepless nights.
Then came the untold stories of heartbreak and attraction. College brought more heartbreak than tensions. Separation and depression.
Easy come, Easy go
That's just how you live oh
Take, take, take it all
But you never give
Gave you all I had
And you tossed it in the trash,
Tossed it in the trash you did
To give me all your love
Is all I ever asked
But you don't understand (Grenade by Bruno Mars)
It was a choice, I never liked.
Clinically Dead for 16 Hours
My heart is a terrible failing
I am just beginning to fathom
Love’s difficult concept
Swift beats are bending my mindset
I am just beginning to fathom
Love’s difficult concept
Swift beats are bending my mindset
It’s wasting my time
It’s wasting so much precious time
Touring white castles with other survivors
And then without warning
It’s wasting so much precious time
Touring white castles with other survivors
And then without warning
I was clinically dead for sixteen hours
Show me all the things my heart desires
Let this be the longest happy dream of my life
Clinically dead for sixteen hours
Crossing all the roads where lines began
Break my hourglass and let the sands move in time
Show me all the things my heart desires
Let this be the longest happy dream of my life
Clinically dead for sixteen hours
Crossing all the roads where lines began
Break my hourglass and let the sands move in time
Three short moons I survived that fatal day
But reaching breaking point,
I sleep and face the knife of fate
And my heart breathe air for the first time
Yes, my heart breathe air for the first time
But reaching breaking point,
I sleep and face the knife of fate
And my heart breathe air for the first time
Yes, my heart breathe air for the first time
A stitch in time and skin
Has changed my life and the lives of my kin
A stitch in time and skin
Has changed my life and the lives of my kin
Has changed my life and the lives of my kin
A stitch in time and skin
Has changed my life and the lives of my kin
I’m keeping my time
I’m keeping my precious little time
Touched by the Hand that’s been rocking my cradle
I’ll always remember
I’m keeping my precious little time
Touched by the Hand that’s been rocking my cradle
I’ll always remember
I was clinically dead for sixteen hours
Show me all the things my heart desires
Let this be the longest happy dream of my life
Clinically dead for sixteen hours
Crossing all the roads where lines began
Break my hourglass and let the sands move in time
Show me all the things my heart desires
Let this be the longest happy dream of my life
Clinically dead for sixteen hours
Crossing all the roads where lines began
Break my hourglass and let the sands move in time
No tunnel, no light
No dead love ones
Maybe I need to teach someone
That we won’t realize what we have till we lose them.
No dead love ones
Maybe I need to teach someone
That we won’t realize what we have till we lose them.
Stepping into high school again
It will never be the same.
Just awhile ago, I went back to my old school to get some requirements. When I was walking on the corridors, I thought I was at home. But no, it was not the same school I called home, it will never be now. High school is over. It is not my home anymore I don't belong there. But somehow, I still wish to be back there. But a part of me tells me to not go back. Memories. Memories haunt me. It was a place that was full of extraordinary memories yet it was also a place that reminds me of things I shouldn't even think of, memories that doesn't need to be forgotten but rather, accepted. If were to go back to high school, I wouldn't change a thing even if it will haunt me the rest of my life.
Just awhile ago, I went back to my old school to get some requirements. When I was walking on the corridors, I thought I was at home. But no, it was not the same school I called home, it will never be now. High school is over. It is not my home anymore I don't belong there. But somehow, I still wish to be back there. But a part of me tells me to not go back. Memories. Memories haunt me. It was a place that was full of extraordinary memories yet it was also a place that reminds me of things I shouldn't even think of, memories that doesn't need to be forgotten but rather, accepted. If were to go back to high school, I wouldn't change a thing even if it will haunt me the rest of my life.
Decisions, why so hard?
Decision-making is always the hardest part in every college life. The moment I stepped on the walkways of the university, I felt that I was alone. Very much alone. The worst part was that I knew no one. No one to get second opinions from. It's quite unusual for me to decide on my own. I always get this trouble of deciding by myself, for the fear of actually blaming myself. You know that feeling, when you feel so dumb knowing that it was all your fault, having misfortunes one after the other, it makes me feel I'm so weak. But looking at the bright side, there's always space for the better.
That year twenty-o-nine and twenty-ten.
Shucks! Tomorrow, classes resume. Demmet! :| Ayaaaaw paaaa!
Btw, Happy twenty-ten, people! :D Yea, I forgot (Actually, it's more of I'm busy that I forgot) to blog before New Year's eve so here, I'm blogging again.
2009
That year which was the MOST life-changing so far. Yeah, fourth year life was so much unexpected. I did not anticipate that everything will turn out like this! For once, it was complicated. Then the second moment, everything seems to be at ease. Unpredictable. Sheesh! I love it so much :D
But then, I hate it also. Not because of its spontaneity, but because of it too much spontaneity. Take for an example, for the first few months as a senior, relationships were built easily. I thought it was gonna last. Just because of a few words, everything was destroyed drastically. "Things you build will be destroyed overnight." Now, I believe that. And also, it is a cycle. As I said, relationships are built easily. And in another one, again. But this one, I doubt. Anyway, anything is a mystery, isn't it? In my last two and a half months, I dunno what's gonna happen. Let's see.
Another thing I love about my fourth year is the exposure. E-X-P-O-S-U-R-E. It's a known fact that being in the fourth year means a lot of responsibilities and at the same time, you also reap what you get from doing these responsibilities properly. Say, knowing new friends and getting into larger circles. So far, I've known ALMOST everyone in the campus (It's really small that you'll see everyone even at your first day) although we're pretty much not involved. I mean, I know them but we're not even close to being friends. HAHA. That's something to do: get to know them before I graduate.
Another thing I hate, which I know you already know, is of course, the stress. It's too much to handle. But I eat stress, stress keeps me going. Ironic? Yeah! Sorry for being unreasonable. I didn't mention that I am a reasonable person, did I?
2010
Oh yeah, baby! Goodbye 2009! And hello, twenty-ten! The fireworks at Sampaloc, Pasig was awesome! (Or is it just because it is my first time to witness a fireworks display? HAHA) New year was ALMOST a blast. It's just that, it's incomplete...
Wala si Papa :| Miss him so much. But we do appreciate what he've brought for us like the Wii (It was beyond awesomeness! The Wii Fit Plus was really kewl) and the Jansport (My first Jansport. I liked it! :D). Papa is really a sweetie :"> If you are to read this, Love you, Papa! :D
Aside from wala si Papa, my arthritis (Yea, I got one and it sucks! So much for being a varsity player) was too much to handle that mornight. I was crying because of pain, I cried to sleep :| Damn arthritis genes :'(
And oh, tomorrow, we're back. And I hate it. Hope that 2010 will be kind to me. It will be better, it should be, it must.
Btw, Happy twenty-ten, people! :D Yea, I forgot (Actually, it's more of I'm busy that I forgot) to blog before New Year's eve so here, I'm blogging again.
2009
That year which was the MOST life-changing so far. Yeah, fourth year life was so much unexpected. I did not anticipate that everything will turn out like this! For once, it was complicated. Then the second moment, everything seems to be at ease. Unpredictable. Sheesh! I love it so much :D
But then, I hate it also. Not because of its spontaneity, but because of it too much spontaneity. Take for an example, for the first few months as a senior, relationships were built easily. I thought it was gonna last. Just because of a few words, everything was destroyed drastically. "Things you build will be destroyed overnight." Now, I believe that. And also, it is a cycle. As I said, relationships are built easily. And in another one, again. But this one, I doubt. Anyway, anything is a mystery, isn't it? In my last two and a half months, I dunno what's gonna happen. Let's see.
Another thing I love about my fourth year is the exposure. E-X-P-O-S-U-R-E. It's a known fact that being in the fourth year means a lot of responsibilities and at the same time, you also reap what you get from doing these responsibilities properly. Say, knowing new friends and getting into larger circles. So far, I've known ALMOST everyone in the campus (It's really small that you'll see everyone even at your first day) although we're pretty much not involved. I mean, I know them but we're not even close to being friends. HAHA. That's something to do: get to know them before I graduate.
Another thing I hate, which I know you already know, is of course, the stress. It's too much to handle. But I eat stress, stress keeps me going. Ironic? Yeah! Sorry for being unreasonable. I didn't mention that I am a reasonable person, did I?
2010
Oh yeah, baby! Goodbye 2009! And hello, twenty-ten! The fireworks at Sampaloc, Pasig was awesome! (Or is it just because it is my first time to witness a fireworks display? HAHA) New year was ALMOST a blast. It's just that, it's incomplete...
Wala si Papa :| Miss him so much. But we do appreciate what he've brought for us like the Wii (It was beyond awesomeness! The Wii Fit Plus was really kewl) and the Jansport (My first Jansport. I liked it! :D). Papa is really a sweetie :"> If you are to read this, Love you, Papa! :D
Aside from wala si Papa, my arthritis (Yea, I got one and it sucks! So much for being a varsity player) was too much to handle that mornight. I was crying because of pain, I cried to sleep :| Damn arthritis genes :'(
And oh, tomorrow, we're back. And I hate it. Hope that 2010 will be kind to me. It will be better, it should be, it must.
USTET? easy men! :))
This, this is a very, very late post. I've been busy lately. I do not know for what reason :)) Although, classes were suspended countless times, I still do a lot of things =)) Anyway, last, last week, I just took my USTET :D I actually didn't study for it :)) although I did try to at least re-read my notes last year and the year before. It's quite tiring to study every single day, you know.
My test permit says exam starts 8am until 12pm. So that would be four hours. I arrived like around 7am :)) And to my surprise, gaad! The line was sooo long! I didn't expect that coming. LOL! It was soo early and yet, there I was, standing and waiting for Loren to come. We were supposed to meet in front of the building. She, herself, told me so that I must be there 7:30 SHARP. 7:30 eh? She arrived 7:50am! Oh yeah, the two of us were scheduled on the same DATE, same TIME, same ROOM, same BUILDING and the same PROCTOR. LOL! So that was, August 23; 8am to 12pm; Room 109; Benavides HS building and Ms. Melody. HAHAHA! Kitams! It was some sort of luck that I had someone to go with. LOL!
Honestly, of all the test portions, I found the MAT the hardest. LOOOL! And to think that it was that part of the exam that uses only a portion of your brain, the common sense, I must be so dumb :)) I didn't finish shading the whole thing that I ended up singing in my head, mini-mini-may-ni-mo =)) The reading comprehension was fine and so was math. But gaad! Science is deadly, my weakness :| I HATE SCIENCE. Psh. I was naturally good at it, not until I stepped the 2nd year of HS and everything seems to be so vague for me. *sighs* But overall, USTET? eaasyy.
I almost forgot, this was the day that...that I saw my bestiee again! HAHAHA! After almost a year, I saw her again. Yeah, I think she grew taller, again. Imagine your pinky finger and your ring finger. That's how we look like :)) I am the pinky finger and she? She was the ring finger =)) Okay, okay. I know I'm small :)) I lacked sleep from the very start and I'm so sorry to myself. LOL! So, I waited for her after my exams. She was to take USTET 1am to 4pm? I'm not sure but it'll be in Raymund's building.
So there, I went to line with her although I already finished mine. She was with Ate Rem btw, who's already working. I vaguely remember her as my busmate before :)) When my bestiee got in the building, I xeroxed my reviewer for my bestiee. Then, I went home. The day's quite eventful.
My test permit says exam starts 8am until 12pm. So that would be four hours. I arrived like around 7am :)) And to my surprise, gaad! The line was sooo long! I didn't expect that coming. LOL! It was soo early and yet, there I was, standing and waiting for Loren to come. We were supposed to meet in front of the building. She, herself, told me so that I must be there 7:30 SHARP. 7:30 eh? She arrived 7:50am! Oh yeah, the two of us were scheduled on the same DATE, same TIME, same ROOM, same BUILDING and the same PROCTOR. LOL! So that was, August 23; 8am to 12pm; Room 109; Benavides HS building and Ms. Melody. HAHAHA! Kitams! It was some sort of luck that I had someone to go with. LOL!
Honestly, of all the test portions, I found the MAT the hardest. LOOOL! And to think that it was that part of the exam that uses only a portion of your brain, the common sense, I must be so dumb :)) I didn't finish shading the whole thing that I ended up singing in my head, mini-mini-may-ni-mo =)) The reading comprehension was fine and so was math. But gaad! Science is deadly, my weakness :| I HATE SCIENCE. Psh. I was naturally good at it, not until I stepped the 2nd year of HS and everything seems to be so vague for me. *sighs* But overall, USTET? eaasyy.
I almost forgot, this was the day that...that I saw my bestiee again! HAHAHA! After almost a year, I saw her again. Yeah, I think she grew taller, again. Imagine your pinky finger and your ring finger. That's how we look like :)) I am the pinky finger and she? She was the ring finger =)) Okay, okay. I know I'm small :)) I lacked sleep from the very start and I'm so sorry to myself. LOL! So, I waited for her after my exams. She was to take USTET 1am to 4pm? I'm not sure but it'll be in Raymund's building.
So there, I went to line with her although I already finished mine. She was with Ate Rem btw, who's already working. I vaguely remember her as my busmate before :)) When my bestiee got in the building, I xeroxed my reviewer for my bestiee. Then, I went home. The day's quite eventful.
La Salle, it is.
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost because I'm not used to riding MRTs and LRTs
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost because I'm not used to riding MRTs and LRTs which I was forced to ride because of the waist-high flood in Espanya
For La Salle, I went to Taft all by myself that I almost got lost because I'm not used to riding MRTs and LRTs which I was forced to ride because of the waist-high flood in Espanya, but in the later part, I got a taste of what it feels to plunge yourself in a flood that ceased a little that it reached somewhere above my knees.
FOR LA SALLE! ANIMO LA SALLE! LOOOOL!
So far, this was the most bizarre thing I've underwent for my college application.
7am - I woke up to prepare everything I need to bring
8am - Wasted time doing nothing, waiting for mama to arrive from the market
9am - I am off to DLSU! To start with, news reached me that UST was flooded waist-high! *sigh* Unfortunately, the only route I know going to La Salle is the one passing, gulp!, passing UST :(( and another unfortunate thing is, the only option is to ride a LRT which I am not acquainted with and which is in Gateway and everyone knows I am soooo naive when it comes to Gateway. Okay, okay, I admit, di ko pa rin memorize ang gateway hanggang ngayon =)) at naliligaw-ligaw pa ako sa Cubao :|
Upon arriving at the LRT station in Gateway, I was dumbfounded when the cashier personnel told me, "La Salle? sa MRT po kayo sasakay, dun po yun." WTF? Saan dun? And so here I go, asking manong guard, where the hell is the MRT. "Sa Farmer's plaza yun," came the reply of the sekyu. Now, how do you get to Farmer's??? You see, I only have a vague memory of how to get there. Following my instincts, I managed to get to Farmer's :D then eventually, I found the MRT! There was this Taft station which is the LAST station. Just imagine how far am I from home. I never expected that this is how the MRT and LRT made travelling really fast. In just a couple minutes of standing, I was not even aware that I reached as far as Taft. LOL! When I rode down the train, I was already looking for La Salle, when I saw no sign of any green neo-classical building of La Salle, I decided that once again, I'm gonna ask some manong. According to the friendly manong, I need to ride another LRT, going to Vito Cruz :(( I don't know what place Vito Cruz is, although I've heard it once or twice. Trusting the advice of the friendly manong, I hopped on to another LRT. This time, it was going to a place called Vito Cruz. LOL! During the ride, I noticed this guy who looks somewhat ma-angas. "Taga-La Salle ata 'to," I told myself since most La Sallians are known for that. I know it's bad to stereotype but I've got no choice right? So, there, I stepped down and I saw College of St. Benilde. I was wrong, he studies in St. Benilde. HAHA! Anyway, I was there, in the divisoria-like street of Vito Cruz, near La Salle. One word: Muddy. Grabe. When I reached Bro. Andrew Gonzales Building, my slippers were muddy! *sighs* I was almost not admitted since I forgot my school ID. I know my "I didn't know a ID was required" excuse was lame but hey, I was allowed to go inside :)) Lining up was tedious, many were already passing their application forms too. After about 30 minutes, I've passed it! And I got my test permit! :D October 4 @ Gate 4
Going home, I realized I don't know how I'll go back. LOL! I can't take the LRT again since I am unsure in what LRT I'll go to because you see, LRT have some sort of route and I don't know it. I only knew of the conventional jeepney. But no jeepney was passing, even after 40 minutes of standing in the sidewalk. Luckily (err. for the moment, I was lucky but later, I'm not sure if you'll still call it lucky that that FX passed. HAHA), a FX passed by with a "Cubao" sign. Desperately, I immediately took the ride. I've got no choice anyway, baha man o hindi, bahala na si batman! =)) I just hope that the flood ceased. When we passed by SM Manila, I saw how people scampered their way to be able to cross the flooded road with a wooden plank. I didn't know I'll encounter that same flooded, only that it's xxx times higher! :| GAAAD. Ba't sa Morayta pa?! We were already in Morayta, waiting for almost 20 minutes for the vehicle to get moving, when the driver finally announced, the flood is above the knees and no auto can't pass through except for buses. It will cease apparently in the next 8 hours or more. In short, it's IMPOSSIBLE to pass through. WE'RE STRANDED! I mean, I AM STRANDED. I've got no option but to *gulp*, to go swimming =)) kidding. Despite the flood and the scortching sun, I managed to cross from Morayta to Vicente Cruz (near Welcome Rotonda), trying to keep my test permit dry unless I want to go back to DLSU to have it replaced. Just imagine how far is that, from Morayta to Vicente Cruz! The flood seems to be a wide open sea for me with its lashing waves going towards our way everytime a bus passes by, except that you can see UST in a distant :)) During that time, I met a friend who studies in Morayta, in a school in front of UE. :D We were in the same state, desperate to get home :)) We waste no time walking our way through the flood and talking about things, basically, we were just chatting, almost not minding the flood except when we sense that a hole is somewhere near and we might fall in it. LOL! When we were already in Vicente Cruz and I already caught sight of a jeepney going to Cubao, I bade her goodbye and well, I'm off!
UP is not everything.
Once and for all, I have finally decided that, well, I am not taking the UPCAT. HAHAHA!
I was taking second thoughts about it at first but I dunno, eventually, I've learned that UPCAT is not everything. It's just a test! Except for the fact that it will be my ticket to the country's most prestigious university,... if I passed. LOL! They say I'm throwing opportunity away, that I was just wasting my brain and, and blaaaah~! But gaad, I don't even like UP! You might wonder why of all schools, I hate UP. It's not that I hate, it's just that we're not meant to be. LOOL! First, UP is so damn far! From here, it'll be two LOOONG rides and a walk, a long walk on the polluted road of err, I think it's Philcoa. HAHA! Second, my choice of course is not available in UP Diliman, it's in Cebu! I'll never fly there just for Mass Comm. LOOOOL! Third, my parents don't like the idea of me studying there. Fraternity and sororities daw kase, as adviced by papa. He was a UP almunus but he left the school for UST for the same reasons :| Fourth, nakakatakot sa gabi. Especially if I am not-so-lucky enough that I'll be scheduled to take the test in the evening like my sister. Yeah! She finished the test 10pm last year. It's a good thing papa knew UP but now that he's far away, no one will fetch me if I fell in the same circumstances. Fifth, may mga nare-rape daw sa UP. With it having dark and eerie roads, UP campus is definitely a hot-spot for such cases. Besides, UP is available for access by the public. Everyone can just simply go in and out of the campus. Sixth, it's too big! It's a known fact that UP is indeed a large school. It was so huge that buildings are very far from each other and trees can be seen everywhere. If you've got a class in the next building, goodluck naman s'yo! Seventh, it seems to me that UP is not longer a government school. Their tuition is almost the same with that of the other schools. Government schools supposedly had to have a MUCH more lower tuition that the others but no, it is almost just the same. Eight, too liberal. I think that too much of it is bad. Exaggerating. Too much of anything is bad, right? Ninth, UP IS NOT EVERYTHING. There are other schools out there, probably they are a bit inferior compared to UP but so what? It is still on the student whether he or she will excel or not. LOL!
Right now, I'm thinking of taking up USTET. It's UST alright, my dream school. HAHA! :D
I was taking second thoughts about it at first but I dunno, eventually, I've learned that UPCAT is not everything. It's just a test! Except for the fact that it will be my ticket to the country's most prestigious university,... if I passed. LOL! They say I'm throwing opportunity away, that I was just wasting my brain and, and blaaaah~! But gaad, I don't even like UP! You might wonder why of all schools, I hate UP. It's not that I hate, it's just that we're not meant to be. LOOL! First, UP is so damn far! From here, it'll be two LOOONG rides and a walk, a long walk on the polluted road of err, I think it's Philcoa. HAHA! Second, my choice of course is not available in UP Diliman, it's in Cebu! I'll never fly there just for Mass Comm. LOOOOL! Third, my parents don't like the idea of me studying there. Fraternity and sororities daw kase, as adviced by papa. He was a UP almunus but he left the school for UST for the same reasons :| Fourth, nakakatakot sa gabi. Especially if I am not-so-lucky enough that I'll be scheduled to take the test in the evening like my sister. Yeah! She finished the test 10pm last year. It's a good thing papa knew UP but now that he's far away, no one will fetch me if I fell in the same circumstances. Fifth, may mga nare-rape daw sa UP. With it having dark and eerie roads, UP campus is definitely a hot-spot for such cases. Besides, UP is available for access by the public. Everyone can just simply go in and out of the campus. Sixth, it's too big! It's a known fact that UP is indeed a large school. It was so huge that buildings are very far from each other and trees can be seen everywhere. If you've got a class in the next building, goodluck naman s'yo! Seventh, it seems to me that UP is not longer a government school. Their tuition is almost the same with that of the other schools. Government schools supposedly had to have a MUCH more lower tuition that the others but no, it is almost just the same. Eight, too liberal. I think that too much of it is bad. Exaggerating. Too much of anything is bad, right? Ninth, UP IS NOT EVERYTHING. There are other schools out there, probably they are a bit inferior compared to UP but so what? It is still on the student whether he or she will excel or not. LOL!
Right now, I'm thinking of taking up USTET. It's UST alright, my dream school. HAHA! :D
I'm so witty.
HAHAHAHA! I so love myself. I'm not being egoistic or what but I just love myself :D
You see, awhile ago, I went to Pasig to have my braces fixed. I was alone, all by myself. It was my first time.x) I did not get lost though. To go there, I needed to ride a jeep going to Cubao. Walk a few blocks then ride another jeep to Rosario. I'll ride down at the Rosario Market. Then take another jeep going to Tramo. Ride down at Hampton's Condomindiums. Then *sighs*, I'll walk , again. Whew~! When I reached there, I was tired of course! HAHAHA! Then, the dentistry-work began.
Now, this is where it starts. Going back, I have to ride a jeep going to Tramo. Cross the road. Ride a Bus. A bus! HAHA! I rode a bus going to Quiapo. It was a long trip, a 1-hour ride so I did a little soundtrip. From Tramo the bus passes the following places: Ortigas, Robinson's Galleria, La Salle Greenhills then Greenhills itself! In that stop-over, a man in his 30's sat beside me. He's smelly, REALLY. HAHAHA! He smells like combined sweat, alcohol and I do think he also smokes. Eeww... Lesson 1: Look at the physical appearance. Sometimes, you must "judge a book by it's cover". He intended to sit in the aisle seat but I offered him the window seat to which he look dismayed. It makes me wonder why he chose to sit beside me, I mean, there are still lots of available seats at the back. Why bother to share a sit with someone when you can have your own space. Anyway, he can't do anything, I got the seats first! :p HAHAHA! Lesson 2: Never offer the aisle seat to a stranger. Why? It gives them the chance to corner you. So there, he was sitting beside me looking so annoyed. I asked myself why is it a big deal to him! LOL! It's just a seat for God's sake! During the whole trip, he gives me these stares, the ones that makes you think someone's trying to spy on you. Yeah! He keeps on looking at my things, my bag and at me. GAWD! Am I just paranoid or he's really after my phone? I wished I kept that stupid phone in my bag. Now I know, he's really after my phone :| Lesson 3: Never use a gadget in public transportations. I know I'm stubborn when I used my phone but did I knew that someone as him will sit beside me? No. It's not my fault.x| I'd catch him staring at me, if not making those exasperated sighs, as if trying to say, "Nakaka-asar ka ahh." I clutched my leather bag tighter and closer to me and I tried to avoid his stares. HAHAHA! It's a good thing I brought a leather bag, it's not easy to rip open a leather bag. Lesson 4: As much as possible, do not use bags with easy-to-rip-cloth during long trips as it is a easy target for snatchers. Use leather bags or bags that doesn't rip easily. My destination was SM Sta, Mesa. As I hurriedly walked out of the bus, I could see his face when I looked back. He seems to be very dissapointed and somewhat angry. He still keeps looking at me with his beady eyes. And I heard that he was on his way to Quiapo, the last stop of the bus ride. Lesson 5: Get a hint from their destination. He's from Pasig going to Quiapo and that's one long ride. So, I was thinking that probably he will use the whole trip to at least try to have a target, a vulnerable passenger. And since I'm small for my age (I admit. HAHAHAHA!) and really looks naive, he probably thinks I'm an easy target. Wrong person, dude. LOOOOL~! I'm too witty for you. HAHAHA! I already have an idea of those things. It's too obvious, you'll corner a person and watch his/her every move then do your thing. Sorry, wrong pick. Better luck next time! :p I really love myself, I managed to escape that snatching! Phew!
You see, awhile ago, I went to Pasig to have my braces fixed. I was alone, all by myself. It was my first time.x) I did not get lost though. To go there, I needed to ride a jeep going to Cubao. Walk a few blocks then ride another jeep to Rosario. I'll ride down at the Rosario Market. Then take another jeep going to Tramo. Ride down at Hampton's Condomindiums. Then *sighs*, I'll walk , again. Whew~! When I reached there, I was tired of course! HAHAHA! Then, the dentistry-work began.
Now, this is where it starts. Going back, I have to ride a jeep going to Tramo. Cross the road. Ride a Bus. A bus! HAHA! I rode a bus going to Quiapo. It was a long trip, a 1-hour ride so I did a little soundtrip. From Tramo the bus passes the following places: Ortigas, Robinson's Galleria, La Salle Greenhills then Greenhills itself! In that stop-over, a man in his 30's sat beside me. He's smelly, REALLY. HAHAHA! He smells like combined sweat, alcohol and I do think he also smokes. Eeww... Lesson 1: Look at the physical appearance. Sometimes, you must "judge a book by it's cover". He intended to sit in the aisle seat but I offered him the window seat to which he look dismayed. It makes me wonder why he chose to sit beside me, I mean, there are still lots of available seats at the back. Why bother to share a sit with someone when you can have your own space. Anyway, he can't do anything, I got the seats first! :p HAHAHA! Lesson 2: Never offer the aisle seat to a stranger. Why? It gives them the chance to corner you. So there, he was sitting beside me looking so annoyed. I asked myself why is it a big deal to him! LOL! It's just a seat for God's sake! During the whole trip, he gives me these stares, the ones that makes you think someone's trying to spy on you. Yeah! He keeps on looking at my things, my bag and at me. GAWD! Am I just paranoid or he's really after my phone? I wished I kept that stupid phone in my bag. Now I know, he's really after my phone :| Lesson 3: Never use a gadget in public transportations. I know I'm stubborn when I used my phone but did I knew that someone as him will sit beside me? No. It's not my fault.x| I'd catch him staring at me, if not making those exasperated sighs, as if trying to say, "Nakaka-asar ka ahh." I clutched my leather bag tighter and closer to me and I tried to avoid his stares. HAHAHA! It's a good thing I brought a leather bag, it's not easy to rip open a leather bag. Lesson 4: As much as possible, do not use bags with easy-to-rip-cloth during long trips as it is a easy target for snatchers. Use leather bags or bags that doesn't rip easily. My destination was SM Sta, Mesa. As I hurriedly walked out of the bus, I could see his face when I looked back. He seems to be very dissapointed and somewhat angry. He still keeps looking at me with his beady eyes. And I heard that he was on his way to Quiapo, the last stop of the bus ride. Lesson 5: Get a hint from their destination. He's from Pasig going to Quiapo and that's one long ride. So, I was thinking that probably he will use the whole trip to at least try to have a target, a vulnerable passenger. And since I'm small for my age (I admit. HAHAHAHA!) and really looks naive, he probably thinks I'm an easy target. Wrong person, dude. LOOOOL~! I'm too witty for you. HAHAHA! I already have an idea of those things. It's too obvious, you'll corner a person and watch his/her every move then do your thing. Sorry, wrong pick. Better luck next time! :p I really love myself, I managed to escape that snatching! Phew!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHIME!
Yes! She just grew a year older like me.x) She's actually my bestfriend since, uhm, let me count from Grade 1 up to now. So that makes it 9 years, that's almost a decade! XD I haven't noticed that we've been bestfriends for such a long time despite the fact that we are miles away from each other. I reside in Quezon City, she lives in Cavite; I study in St. Joseph's College, she studies at St. John Fischer School. But that doesn't matter, we still got the common grounds.x) We still could relate to each other. I'm so not regretting the fact that I was a loyal customer to Manong Elyong's bus service (although he is really rude.x|)! Her cousin was my busmate, Renz, and he mentioned to me about "Chime". He asked me, "Naaalala mo pa ba si Ate Chime?" I thought, unknowingly that that person IS my besfriend, "Sino sya?" See how stupid am I? I didn't know that she is already known as Chime. HAHAHAHA! Don't worry besty, I still remember your full name. It's Suzanna Chimelle Resari. *wink* I could even still remember your address before. It was somewhere in Cubao, Maryland St.x)
How we met? Ooh, it all started in the school bus plus she was my classmate and seatmate when we were in Grade 1 and 2. We're just meant to be! HAHAHAHA! XD We're inseparable! We tease each other with surnames. She calls me Kambing (goat) since my surname is Catambing. While I call her sari-sari store. I know it doesn't sound insulting as mine but I couldn't think of anything else. HAHA! I also remember her so-HUGE handwriting that is even visible in the next two pages! And her interest in origami's. She liked those very much. She'd borrow books about them and buy art papers to mak
e use of idle time. And oh, Denise! She's also our classmate that time.x) I think she is one of those few people who got to know Chime and still knows her. You see, Chime always fetches Denise to the clinic when she needs her mom. She's always crying that time! Really. And another thing I remembered about Chime is her hanky! LOOL~! During PE days she would tuck it in her skirt since we don't have pockets. Imbentor. HAHA! Actually, I also used to put my hanky like that.x) Usually, we spent the afternoons in the library reading children's books. If not, we're just in the corridors just doing nothing. See how bonded we were? HAHA! Not until they moved out from the city.x( I was not informed, nothing was said. By the time I was in Grade 3, I thought I lost my bestfriend. It's not that I'm the loner type but I find it quite hard at first of course! Since then, I got a couple of goodfriends but not as much as I had Chime before. December 1, 2007. We met once again! That was during the Band appearance of Kamikazee at our school. She was there! I was more excited to see her than to see that band. Actually, I'm not after the band, not at all. HAHAHA! But to my dismay, I think both of us were unprepared yet. I mean, we only talked to introduce ourselves. That's all. But that was not the end of it. We met again, the next summer! This time, we bonded. HAHA! She brought with her a new friend, Saree. Saree is also her bestfriend.x) We went to SM North. Shameful am I that I forgot to bring their gifts. How's that? I left it! x(( Chime gave me a Winnie the Pooh frosted mug that I'm still keeping in my cabinet. Not that I don't like it but I fear that it might get shattered or something especially that my younger siblings WANT it. HAHAHA!
April 29. I thought that she forgot my birthday! But she managed to greet me around 11:30pm! She made my day more bearable (see my previous post). I just knew that her tito died from heat stroke from some cold country according to Renz. Weird eh? It's called global warming. May 10. I greeted her a happy birthday at exactly 12 o'clock! LOOOL~! I was so surprised that it made her cry. It was unexpected! Okay, I somewhat expected it.x) I mean, I called her using my cellphone considering the fact that she was using Smart and not Globe.x) 25php load din yun ahh! XD And that call lasted for 3 minutes and a second (according to my call log). It was soo good. HAHA! She sent me a message that same morning (it's 12 am!)...
I hope to see you soon, the both of you.x) Probably in college...
Lovelots,
How we met? Ooh, it all started in the school bus plus she was my classmate and seatmate when we were in Grade 1 and 2. We're just meant to be! HAHAHAHA! XD We're inseparable! We tease each other with surnames. She calls me Kambing (goat) since my surname is Catambing. While I call her sari-sari store. I know it doesn't sound insulting as mine but I couldn't think of anything else. HAHA! I also remember her so-HUGE handwriting that is even visible in the next two pages! And her interest in origami's. She liked those very much. She'd borrow books about them and buy art papers to mak
e use of idle time. And oh, Denise! She's also our classmate that time.x) I think she is one of those few people who got to know Chime and still knows her. You see, Chime always fetches Denise to the clinic when she needs her mom. She's always crying that time! Really. And another thing I remembered about Chime is her hanky! LOOL~! During PE days she would tuck it in her skirt since we don't have pockets. Imbentor. HAHA! Actually, I also used to put my hanky like that.x) Usually, we spent the afternoons in the library reading children's books. If not, we're just in the corridors just doing nothing. See how bonded we were? HAHA! Not until they moved out from the city.x( I was not informed, nothing was said. By the time I was in Grade 3, I thought I lost my bestfriend. It's not that I'm the loner type but I find it quite hard at first of course! Since then, I got a couple of goodfriends but not as much as I had Chime before. December 1, 2007. We met once again! That was during the Band appearance of Kamikazee at our school. She was there! I was more excited to see her than to see that band. Actually, I'm not after the band, not at all. HAHAHA! But to my dismay, I think both of us were unprepared yet. I mean, we only talked to introduce ourselves. That's all. But that was not the end of it. We met again, the next summer! This time, we bonded. HAHA! She brought with her a new friend, Saree. Saree is also her bestfriend.x) We went to SM North. Shameful am I that I forgot to bring their gifts. How's that? I left it! x(( Chime gave me a Winnie the Pooh frosted mug that I'm still keeping in my cabinet. Not that I don't like it but I fear that it might get shattered or something especially that my younger siblings WANT it. HAHAHA!April 29. I thought that she forgot my birthday! But she managed to greet me around 11:30pm! She made my day more bearable (see my previous post). I just knew that her tito died from heat stroke from some cold country according to Renz. Weird eh? It's called global warming. May 10. I greeted her a happy birthday at exactly 12 o'clock! LOOOL~! I was so surprised that it made her cry. It was unexpected! Okay, I somewhat expected it.x) I mean, I called her using my cellphone considering the fact that she was using Smart and not Globe.x) 25php load din yun ahh! XD And that call lasted for 3 minutes and a second (according to my call log). It was soo good. HAHA! She sent me a message that same morning (it's 12 am!)...
"Npu2l..Mgsun aq s pxukan, bgai q agd num q..Tnk u tlg, npaiyak mq s 2wa! imzu2! kaw pnkaunang bumati xken..Kht p fam q n x saree naunahan m! Aztg! Tnx ult.. :) nyt p0h"
I hope to see you soon, the both of you.x) Probably in college...
Lovelots,
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
Last week we had a catfight
Just yesterday we make up
Many excuses made up
But I found you to be right
How foolish, how unbecoming
To even think that you're demanding
I pondered on that thinking
Soon found myself regretting
I shouldn't dwell on transgression
Rather, of appreciation
Many things and deeds you have done
Countless as the stars in the sky
If ever time comes down upon us
Forgive us with rekindled trust
We beg your pardon and thank you
Just as you are, we love you!
Oh, I made this poem the night before mother's day, when everyone was asleep ;) This was my gift to my mother :D Aside from that, I edited a picture of her.x) These are the only things I could do for her, aside from the household chores. And I do think that it is not en
ough with all the things I have done against her. Many things, men! Countless, I even reckon that it'll take me ages to list it all down and a lot more years to list down what she have done for us. I mean, mothers do that don't they? They do all that sacrifices but not all them really puts their hearts into it. So I guess, I'm one lucky person to have this mother who really is dedicated and supportive but I must admit that she is a bit invasive. HAHAHA! Also, she might be hysterical and nagging at times, okay, it's at all times. But she's also have a good sense of humor and really sweet.x) I still remember when she would ask me, "uminom ka na ba ng gamot?" when I'm sick, iron our clothes, do the laundry and all those stuff. Before, she was not with us and couldn't do those things when we needed it more. I couldn't blame her when she's away when were still young, she was working for us isn't she? I should be more grateful for that.x) Anyway, past is past and what's important is the present and I'm liking it. I think, she was given to us because we are stubborn and she is persistent; we are really lazy and she's too tidy and indusrious. Well, she's just perfect for us :DWhat a bad start.
I just sneaked in to get the internet working. I wasn't supposed to blog because I'm grounded but I can't help it...
I’m off for a bad start. I wish I did not celebrate my birthday. It is as if it was some sort of curse. My first day was bad. My second day as a fifteen-year-old was worse. I knew my instinct was right; the first day was a precursor. Now, I’m on my third day. If you’ve read my last post, it was about by not-so-biggie birthday. It was not bigtime. April 30. I checked my load balance, I still got 27php. I reckoned I’ll be saving it up until a day before it expires, which was 2 days away. That was a good way to make use of it. Later that, mama asked me if I still had some load. I responded with yes to which she asked if she could text someone, someone important. Since I was the kuripot-type, I said that I was saving it up for an unlitxt (all teenagers do that) and asked how many texts will she need. I think she became irritated that she called my older sister and asked her the same question to which she replied with an answer the same as mine. With that she burst out, angry. She began with a sermon. I reckon I remembered some of it’s highlights, “Dalawang piso na nga lang, ipagdadamot mo pa?! At sa nanay mo pa?!?!!....Mga madadamot kayo!....Kung dalawang piso nga ipinagdadamot mo pa, paano pa kaya pag may sariling kita ka na? Eh di malalaki na mga ulo nyo nyan?!...kung hindi importante ‘tong itetext ko, napatawag pa ako, napamahal pa ako!....Mula ngayon, walang gagamit ng laptop, walang makikitext sa selpon ko, walang mag-iinternet! Btw, the person she was to text who she is saying important was a woman renting our apartment. Mama was supposed to visit the apartment the day after. Anyways, we were grounded. Yeah! As in. Although I do find it shallow. The reason is really shallow, TWO PESOS WORTH OF LOAD?! Just because were on recession, we are fighting over a two-peso worth load? Demmet! Ang babaw talaga. Or maybe because she was annoyed the past few days, Globe keeps on snatching her load. I don’t know how to pick up something from this situation. Thus, the night was the start of some sort of a cold war. Walang pansinan but if needed, we’d talk, only that you’ll feel that you are talking to a stranger. Later that night, I was quite ashamed and guilty. Kaso naman, ang babaw talaga. I did not expect it to end up like.
May 1. We went to school. Although she’s angry at me, she still needs to tug me along as I’ll help carry school supplies. Unfortunately, we were too dumb to remember that it was Labor’s day. So, the school was closed. All along, I felt I was with a stranger. By noon, we were starting to warm up again. But with Globe snatching her load again, men! Sinigawan nya yung operator. But it was all Shanice’ fault. Probably she pushed a few buttons that subscribed the number to services that automatically reduces the load. By afternoon, she left again to go to the apartment. That same afternoon I was having frustrations about the Palm Pilot. Damn it! Everyone was occupied with their doings. Not until mama came back and up again with her sermons. GAWD~! I did not know she left us with chores to do.x| I was clueless. Once again, I was hearing her say things like, "...Wala man lamang nagawa kahit isa sa mga bilin ko!...” but she started to rewind time with, “...Mga kadamutan nyo!...Kung ganyan din kayo, wag na kayo magbigay sa Mother’s day!...Magtatanong-tanong pa kayo kung anong gusto ko! Pag may kelangan naman ako, hindi nyo mabigay!” It all meant one thing, she probably couldn’t get over the two-peso load. She made a big deal out of it! That made perfect sense to me. But what made my blood boil was this.
May 2. Today. I decided to stick to this schedule: In the morning, I’ll sleep after I eat. In the afternoon, I’ll read novels & blog. In the evenings, I’ll study for college entrance exams. In the early morning, I’ll sneak to have some internet time. That will make the awkward feeling go away since it means being alone with myself in the other room.
I’m off for a bad start. I wish I did not celebrate my birthday. It is as if it was some sort of curse. My first day was bad. My second day as a fifteen-year-old was worse. I knew my instinct was right; the first day was a precursor. Now, I’m on my third day. If you’ve read my last post, it was about by not-so-biggie birthday. It was not bigtime. April 30. I checked my load balance, I still got 27php. I reckoned I’ll be saving it up until a day before it expires, which was 2 days away. That was a good way to make use of it. Later that, mama asked me if I still had some load. I responded with yes to which she asked if she could text someone, someone important. Since I was the kuripot-type, I said that I was saving it up for an unlitxt (all teenagers do that) and asked how many texts will she need. I think she became irritated that she called my older sister and asked her the same question to which she replied with an answer the same as mine. With that she burst out, angry. She began with a sermon. I reckon I remembered some of it’s highlights, “Dalawang piso na nga lang, ipagdadamot mo pa?! At sa nanay mo pa?!?!!....Mga madadamot kayo!....Kung dalawang piso nga ipinagdadamot mo pa, paano pa kaya pag may sariling kita ka na? Eh di malalaki na mga ulo nyo nyan?!...kung hindi importante ‘tong itetext ko, napatawag pa ako, napamahal pa ako!....Mula ngayon, walang gagamit ng laptop, walang makikitext sa selpon ko, walang mag-iinternet! Btw, the person she was to text who she is saying important was a woman renting our apartment. Mama was supposed to visit the apartment the day after. Anyways, we were grounded. Yeah! As in. Although I do find it shallow. The reason is really shallow, TWO PESOS WORTH OF LOAD?! Just because were on recession, we are fighting over a two-peso worth load? Demmet! Ang babaw talaga. Or maybe because she was annoyed the past few days, Globe keeps on snatching her load. I don’t know how to pick up something from this situation. Thus, the night was the start of some sort of a cold war. Walang pansinan but if needed, we’d talk, only that you’ll feel that you are talking to a stranger. Later that night, I was quite ashamed and guilty. Kaso naman, ang babaw talaga. I did not expect it to end up like.
May 1. We went to school. Although she’s angry at me, she still needs to tug me along as I’ll help carry school supplies. Unfortunately, we were too dumb to remember that it was Labor’s day. So, the school was closed. All along, I felt I was with a stranger. By noon, we were starting to warm up again. But with Globe snatching her load again, men! Sinigawan nya yung operator. But it was all Shanice’ fault. Probably she pushed a few buttons that subscribed the number to services that automatically reduces the load. By afternoon, she left again to go to the apartment. That same afternoon I was having frustrations about the Palm Pilot. Damn it! Everyone was occupied with their doings. Not until mama came back and up again with her sermons. GAWD~! I did not know she left us with chores to do.x| I was clueless. Once again, I was hearing her say things like, "...Wala man lamang nagawa kahit isa sa mga bilin ko!...” but she started to rewind time with, “...Mga kadamutan nyo!...Kung ganyan din kayo, wag na kayo magbigay sa Mother’s day!...Magtatanong-tanong pa kayo kung anong gusto ko! Pag may kelangan naman ako, hindi nyo mabigay!” It all meant one thing, she probably couldn’t get over the two-peso load. She made a big deal out of it! That made perfect sense to me. But what made my blood boil was this.
Mama: BLAH~! Sharmaine, ilagay mo nga yang mga puti sa basket! At maglalaba ako.Ako: *sunod naman* Ma, eto ba? (pointing to the clothes to confirm it)I can’t fathom how she defines common sense. I was just following what I was told. Eh paano kaya kung nilagyan ko ng tubig yun ‘tas ayaw nya pala, eh dim as lalo ako nasigawan nyan kase aksayado sa tubig. I spent my night reading A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks out of awkwardness. I wouldn’t like to be in the other room, with her. Tension might just build up there. When it was around 11:30pm, I cleaned the CR. I think my conscience told me to do that. It was the “right thing” to do. Weird. We crept into the other room at around 2, when everyone was asleep
Mama: ANO BA SA TINGIN MO? MAY ITIM BA DYAN? MAY IBA PANG DAMIT?!
Ako: *silently doing what was asked*
...
*Minutes later*
Mama: BA’T HINDI MO PINUNO NG TUBIG ‘TO?!? (pointing to the washing machine)
Ako: Eh wala naman po kayong sinabi eh (goes to fill the washing machine). Ang sabi nyo lang ay tanggalan ng tubig yung mga damit. Kung mag-uutos kayo STEP-BY-STEP dapat.
Mama: COMMON SENSE NA YAN! Sinabi ko na na maglalaba ako di ba? Dapat alam mo na yan! Nasaan ba yang utak mo ha?! Di mo gingamit yang utak na yan! Sasagot-sagot ka pa dyan! Ang lakas ng loob mo sumagot!
May 2. Today. I decided to stick to this schedule: In the morning, I’ll sleep after I eat. In the afternoon, I’ll read novels & blog. In the evenings, I’ll study for college entrance exams. In the early morning, I’ll sneak to have some internet time. That will make the awkward feeling go away since it means being alone with myself in the other room.
puppy love.
All of us might vaguely, if not vividly, remember those younger years when we had our err, uh, first love? It drew butterflies to other stomachs, made countless hot afternoons bearable and filled our minds with daydreaming of, well, tying the knot. Considering the young age, it is inevitable that one will already look at the future too fast, too naive.
I was so thrilled with my younger sister. She had this playmate named Miguel. I dunno what's with them but they look cute.x) And yeah! They do show some signs which are somewhat disturbing O.o
How it all started?
We found it quite normal at first since they were kids, not until the second time around.
It never did happened again but it seems that Shanice became attracted to the boy...
Whenever she hears the kids outside playing, she wants to go out. If not allowed, she'll be throwing tantrums. If still, she is not heard or heeded, she would open the window and peek. Then, she will be calling her playmates, "Hi Miguel, Hi Avri..." Desperate. Just awhile ago, she went inside just to say, "Mama, na-horse Miguel" which meant if we could lend her rocking horsey toy to Miguel. Now that's really weird. I knew her for being so possessive and madamot then she suddenly starts to let Miguel borrow her toys?
And all along, during supper, she would be telling stories about her playmates, especially Miguel, although I don't really understand a word except Derrick, Avri, Celio and Miguel. Really freaky. That's puppy love, I guess. It changes you.
It is a bit err, rude but I did find it cute at first. That is what I got when I searched for "marrying + kid jokes". Anyway, I hope you get the picture. That is what young love brings. I can't help but laugh whenever I remember myself...uh, let's stop here. Enough with the details.x)
Little Johnny and Susie are only kids, but they just know that they are in love. One day they decide that they want to get married, so Johnny goes to Susie's father to ask him for her hand.
Johnny bravely walks up to him and says, "Mr. Smith, me and Susie are in love and I want to ask you for her hand in marriage."
Thinking that this was the cutest thing, Mr. Smith replies, "Well Johnny, you are only 10. Where will you two live?"
Without even taking a moment to think about it, Johnny replies, "In Susie's room. It's bigger than mine and we can both fit there nicely."
Still thinking this is just adorable; Mr. Smith says with a huge grin, "Okay then how will you live? You're not old enough to get a job. You'll need to support Susie."
Again, Johnny instantly replies, "Our allowance...Susie makes 10 bucks a week and I make 20 bucks a week. That's about 120 bucks a month, and that should do us just fine."
By this time Mr. Smith is a little shocked that Johnny has put so much thought into this. So, he thinks for a moment trying to come up with something that Johnny won't have an answer to.
After a second, Mr. Smith says, "Well Johnny, it seems like you have got everything all figured out. I just have one more question for you. What will you do if the two of you should have little ones of your own?"
Johnny just shrugs his shoulders and says, "Well, we've been lucky so far..."
I was so thrilled with my younger sister. She had this playmate named Miguel. I dunno what's with them but they look cute.x) And yeah! They do show some signs which are somewhat disturbing O.o
How it all started?
*Shanice goes to mama & tells her something*
Shanice: Mama!
Mama: Yes Shanice?
Shanice: Mama, na-hug ako ni Miguel. Ganito o. (makes a hugging action)
We found it quite normal at first since they were kids, not until the second time around.
*Shanice goes to mama & tells her something, again*
Shanice: Mama!
Mama: Yes Shanice?
Shanice: Mama, na-kiss ako ni Miguel dito. (points to her cheek)
Mama: Shanice, wag ka magpapakiss o magpapahug kay Miguel. Okay?
Shanice: *nods*
It never did happened again but it seems that Shanice became attracted to the boy...
Whenever she hears the kids outside playing, she wants to go out. If not allowed, she'll be throwing tantrums. If still, she is not heard or heeded, she would open the window and peek. Then, she will be calling her playmates, "Hi Miguel, Hi Avri..." Desperate. Just awhile ago, she went inside just to say, "Mama, na-horse Miguel" which meant if we could lend her rocking horsey toy to Miguel. Now that's really weird. I knew her for being so possessive and madamot then she suddenly starts to let Miguel borrow her toys?
And all along, during supper, she would be telling stories about her playmates, especially Miguel, although I don't really understand a word except Derrick, Avri, Celio and Miguel. Really freaky. That's puppy love, I guess. It changes you.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME~!
It is my day, is it really my day or not?
Everything started so nice, even the day before. I was sooo excited with all the greetings that flooded me by the time the clock striked 12. GAWD~! FLOOD talaga, although it is not visible in my FS profile since most are texts or calls and chats. HAHAHA~! The first to greet me? BOUNCY BABY BOY!!! It was Adriel, again. Last year it was also him, yeah! a consistent one, MY NUMBER ONE FAN~! LOOOL~! Then I was flooded...greetings of all sorts but Nicole, who promised to call me at exactly 12 did not.x( boo-hoo! She fell asleep daw. But anyways, it was just fine. It was a nice feeling that you are greeted even by people you are not close with especially when they give you a free 25php load as a gift. Di ba, Merj? Feeling close ako eh. HAHAHA~! Really nice. I fell asleep 1:30 in the morning.
I woke up a bit early than expected for a person that slept to late, 9:30am. When I woke up, it was just like any other day. Yeah! I was greeted happy birthday and all but well, I don't feel the birthday spirit yet. Weird. As part of my birthday celebration, I washed the dishes, kalderos and all those stuff. How was that? It is understood that mama was the one who cooked and it was my turn to do the chores besides, I don't want to ruin MY day.x) The early afternoon was quite boring. Playing Dreamcast for 2 hours is boring, isn't it? And oh, probably you might ask, "What is a Dreamcast anyway?" It is a game console. It's just that it was released in late 1998 according to Wikipedia. So way old~! LOOL~! But it was ahead of its time, but that was during it's time, during the late 90's. HAHAHA~! And what year is it now? 2009! 11 years after it's release.x) How kewl is that? I got a retro phone from Sony Ericsson and now, I've got a Dreamcast, a game console that is still so cool & is working even after 11 years! I wouldn't trade this Dreamcast for PSPs or PS3s. It could fetch hundreds of thousands next 30 years. You'll never know.x) Maybe I could open up a vintage store someday?
Around 12 people were present. We talked about things, laughed, made a video and different stuff. And it was not anything near a birthday celebration. No cakes, no wishing upon blowing the candle but you can exempt the food and the gifts. I received three, a heart-shaped chocolate and two perfumes.x) I hope I don't smell bad though. HAHAHA! You see, I consume too much perfume and I hope (again) that that was the reason and not because I smell bad. LOOL~! I got one from Bayo and another from Plains & Prints. Not bad eh? It's good that it did not come from Bench. I'm tired of it. Then the food? We cooked, I mean, they cooked (I only did the dishwashing) spaghetti, lumpiang shanghai, 2 whole chicken and made cupcakes with icing plus fruit sala. Yummy~! The food was soo good but I did not eat like there's no tomorrow though. There are visitors! And I must behave when they are around. I still have my sanity.x) Even if Lica drank my reserved Pepsi, I must keep shhh...I dont't want to act like a kid this day. I just grew up a year older.
By the end of the day, we were starting to get childish. We played boardgames, dress-up games and puzzles. And a surprise gift, I received another gift! It was 400php! MONEY~! XD And also, I got two ice creams, one choclate and another strawberry. Mind you, those ice creams were just good for one person and my siblings stole it away from me!!! Lica, again, wanted my strawberry ice cream. I gave it away, I hate strawberry. HAHA! Next thing I knew, Shanice was crying over my Chocolate Mousse ice cream. WTF?! THAT WAS MY ICE CREAM~! *sighs* Again, I don't want to ruin MY day. I gave in. I don't want to cry over a spilled milk.x|
Night came and everything became so normal again. But still, it was my birthday~! LOL~! My jumpiness during the morning was all drained up. I feel somewhat wasted. Yeah! W-A-S-T-E-D. Some things that happened are not supposed to be written down here. It will just end up stuck in my head. Probably, the people involved won't even know it. They unconsciously made things that suck. And no one will know anything about it, maybe except my confidant. Later that night, we had a spat. I did not used the computer the whole day! And I want to use it but my sister won't let me although she already had her time. GAWD~! First, someone drank my reserved Pepsi. Then, another cried over my ice cream. Now, somebody's stealing my computer time~! Happy birthday to me. That was the last straw. I locked myself up in the room and called almost everyone. I wanted to talk to somebody, anyone. Then, out of my five besfriends, four greeted me, one forgot it, one was late. How was that? I was quite disappointed but what can I do? *sighs* I wish myself a happy birthday for the next year...
And oh, I appreciated and thank these people: Adriel, Ienne, Edgar, Kuya Marcial, Ate Ixen, Bezthie, Tep, Ate Luleth, Deana, Jonah, Cedhez, Rhezel, Bassig, Ate Karen, Nicole M, Nicole F, Brian, Jaja, Jen, Ana, Jana, Julian, Jhol, Cayla, Faye, Ayelle, Mikie, Nelle, Margx, Jeziel, Ja, Kuya July, Carina, Joemarie, Merj, Isko, Saree, Ate Lala, Liw, Mao, Kuya Matthew, Kuya Neill and the others I haven't mentioned. And also my family of course, I thank them.x)
Everything started so nice, even the day before. I was sooo excited with all the greetings that flooded me by the time the clock striked 12. GAWD~! FLOOD talaga, although it is not visible in my FS profile since most are texts or calls and chats. HAHAHA~! The first to greet me? BOUNCY BABY BOY!!! It was Adriel, again. Last year it was also him, yeah! a consistent one, MY NUMBER ONE FAN~! LOOOL~! Then I was flooded...greetings of all sorts but Nicole, who promised to call me at exactly 12 did not.x( boo-hoo! She fell asleep daw. But anyways, it was just fine. It was a nice feeling that you are greeted even by people you are not close with especially when they give you a free 25php load as a gift. Di ba, Merj? Feeling close ako eh. HAHAHA~! Really nice. I fell asleep 1:30 in the morning.
I woke up a bit early than expected for a person that slept to late, 9:30am. When I woke up, it was just like any other day. Yeah! I was greeted happy birthday and all but well, I don't feel the birthday spirit yet. Weird. As part of my birthday celebration, I washed the dishes, kalderos and all those stuff. How was that? It is understood that mama was the one who cooked and it was my turn to do the chores besides, I don't want to ruin MY day.x) The early afternoon was quite boring. Playing Dreamcast for 2 hours is boring, isn't it? And oh, probably you might ask, "What is a Dreamcast anyway?" It is a game console. It's just that it was released in late 1998 according to Wikipedia. So way old~! LOOL~! But it was ahead of its time, but that was during it's time, during the late 90's. HAHAHA~! And what year is it now? 2009! 11 years after it's release.x) How kewl is that? I got a retro phone from Sony Ericsson and now, I've got a Dreamcast, a game console that is still so cool & is working even after 11 years! I wouldn't trade this Dreamcast for PSPs or PS3s. It could fetch hundreds of thousands next 30 years. You'll never know.x) Maybe I could open up a vintage store someday?
Around 12 people were present. We talked about things, laughed, made a video and different stuff. And it was not anything near a birthday celebration. No cakes, no wishing upon blowing the candle but you can exempt the food and the gifts. I received three, a heart-shaped chocolate and two perfumes.x) I hope I don't smell bad though. HAHAHA! You see, I consume too much perfume and I hope (again) that that was the reason and not because I smell bad. LOOL~! I got one from Bayo and another from Plains & Prints. Not bad eh? It's good that it did not come from Bench. I'm tired of it. Then the food? We cooked, I mean, they cooked (I only did the dishwashing) spaghetti, lumpiang shanghai, 2 whole chicken and made cupcakes with icing plus fruit sala. Yummy~! The food was soo good but I did not eat like there's no tomorrow though. There are visitors! And I must behave when they are around. I still have my sanity.x) Even if Lica drank my reserved Pepsi, I must keep shhh...I dont't want to act like a kid this day. I just grew up a year older.
By the end of the day, we were starting to get childish. We played boardgames, dress-up games and puzzles. And a surprise gift, I received another gift! It was 400php! MONEY~! XD And also, I got two ice creams, one choclate and another strawberry. Mind you, those ice creams were just good for one person and my siblings stole it away from me!!! Lica, again, wanted my strawberry ice cream. I gave it away, I hate strawberry. HAHA! Next thing I knew, Shanice was crying over my Chocolate Mousse ice cream. WTF?! THAT WAS MY ICE CREAM~! *sighs* Again, I don't want to ruin MY day. I gave in. I don't want to cry over a spilled milk.x|
Night came and everything became so normal again. But still, it was my birthday~! LOL~! My jumpiness during the morning was all drained up. I feel somewhat wasted. Yeah! W-A-S-T-E-D. Some things that happened are not supposed to be written down here. It will just end up stuck in my head. Probably, the people involved won't even know it. They unconsciously made things that suck. And no one will know anything about it, maybe except my confidant. Later that night, we had a spat. I did not used the computer the whole day! And I want to use it but my sister won't let me although she already had her time. GAWD~! First, someone drank my reserved Pepsi. Then, another cried over my ice cream. Now, somebody's stealing my computer time~! Happy birthday to me. That was the last straw. I locked myself up in the room and called almost everyone. I wanted to talk to somebody, anyone. Then, out of my five besfriends, four greeted me, one forgot it, one was late. How was that? I was quite disappointed but what can I do? *sighs* I wish myself a happy birthday for the next year...
And oh, I appreciated and thank these people: Adriel, Ienne, Edgar, Kuya Marcial, Ate Ixen, Bezthie, Tep, Ate Luleth, Deana, Jonah, Cedhez, Rhezel, Bassig, Ate Karen, Nicole M, Nicole F, Brian, Jaja, Jen, Ana, Jana, Julian, Jhol, Cayla, Faye, Ayelle, Mikie, Nelle, Margx, Jeziel, Ja, Kuya July, Carina, Joemarie, Merj, Isko, Saree, Ate Lala, Liw, Mao, Kuya Matthew, Kuya Neill and the others I haven't mentioned. And also my family of course, I thank them.x)
Another birthday = looking into the future.
I'll be growing a year older tomorrow. Yey~! But I don't want to. I want to stay this way, the child-ish type. I don't want to grow an age more but I do want to grow taller.x| This life I'm in now is carefree. I only mind myself, not really caring about other people's life. I do not have the obligation to pay for this, do that, work here and there. You know that. But soon, I'll be stepping out of this, exploring a much wider and complex world. Aside from that, the learning is endless. Well yeah, after college, there comes the real world with all the big bosses. That is much harder.x( That time, I'll be climbing the corporate ladder. XD That is, if I'm planning to take up a corporate course which unfortunately, I will not.x) I hate competition, again, IT SUCKS! Men, I've had enough of it although I do believe that competition is what makes the progress possible here. Ironic much? HAHA! But hmm..., maybe I will climb it someday. I still haven't decided if I'll take up Journalism or Industrial Design. Or maybe Accountancy? GAWD! If I'll take up Journalism, I be facing real-time news, with bigtime bosses. I'll be like a puppet who only follows orders which I somehow, dislike. If I'll take up Industrial design, I'll be independent, only relying on my ideas and designs. That makes it err, not-so-good. My success depends on the people, on their likes. If they like my design, then good. If not, saan na ako pupulutin nyan?x| Besides, I'm afraid to face things by myself. Highschool haven't taught me that yet. Maybe college life will.x) Then, accountancy. I have heard that a math wiz in her highschool years is struggling in UST. Btw, her course is also accountancy. That makes me sweat. Siya nga math wiz na nung HS, nahihirapan eh. Ako pa kayang hirap na sa HS math? *sighs* Whenever I see banktellers, GAWD! Sometimes, I just see them laughing and telling stories at work. It's seems to all easy for them. But well, I'm just not good at numbers, maybe words, but not numbers.
Whatever the future holds for me...Bahala na si batman. XD
Whatever the future holds for me...Bahala na si batman. XD
April 21. Something to remember.
In just 24 hours, a lot of things happened. It's just so fast that I did not notice it. Time really does fly fast.
April 21. It should be memorable, for us. It was the birthday of Papa. And he was soooo far away. He's in Canada, working as a nurse. But despite that, he keeps track of us and even monitors us. How? With Skype and cellphone. LOOL~! Pag di kame nakaOL sa Skype, tatawag yan sa telepono. Ang mahal ng charge dun ah, roaming kase. He is really a good father to us and husband to my mama. He's also the disciplinarian-type. You can't make him laugh that easily at kapag galit, talagang galit. At ang pakikipag-away sa mga call center agent ay parang everyday routine na nya. Sanay na kami. Kawawa nga yung mga call center agent na yun eh, nagtatrabaho lang sila eh kaso palpak talaga service ng company nila kaya sila nasisigawan. HAHAHA! I remember one time, yung sa bayantel, talagang sigawan sila sa telepono. sooobra. It was not the same without him around. Hard? Yes. It was the first time that he'll be celebrating his birthday away from home and us. We can't feel the happy spirit, neither did he. It was just like any other ordinary day. Actually, I was even scheduled to play badminton that day. The night before, we presented a video. Yeah! We made our own music video of Home by Westlife. The artists? us. The cameraman-slash-director? me. HAHAHA~! It turned out well. It made Papa cry a little and we also cried. LOL! Nakakaiyak kase. First time. It was a sentimental night for all of us. Anyway, also, that morning, Jazmine's lolo died. Nakakaguilty. But why am I guilty? I was already told last Saturday that lolo was already nearing his err, death. But I was too confident that he'll make it through although he was already in the ICU. I did not bother to visit him last Saturday. By Sunday, Jazmine asked me again if I'll come. She said that this might be the last time I'll ever see him again, the last. Maybe my next visit will already be during the burial. I said I can't because I don't know how to get as far as Taft Ave. He was confined in Medical Center Manila near U.N. Ave. and it was too far aside from the fact that I don't know how to get there. That time, lolo was already asking if I could come since he's having the feeling that he will not last long. Monday. I was already the one begging if I could come, but I can't. My sister's supposed to go to UERM to enroll. If my mama will accompany me, no one will be left home to be with my siblings. GAWD! I was feeling sorry and guilty all at the same time. There is no way I can get there. I hope he understands. That day was his last day. He had multiple organ failures and leukemia, his willing power was the only thing that makes him live and he gave up. He can't survive that long. Out of the 6 patients in the ICU, he was the last to give up. Tuesday. So, this was really April 21. I was playing badminton that morning. By noon, it was raining really hard and we sheltered in Stefanie's home. Cedhez received a message that lolo passed away but I did not although I was mentioned in that text, that lolo was looking for me but I did not come. It was a guilty feeling. I think, the rain is also mourning, crying :(( That same afternoon, we had an adventure. Kame ni Cedhez. HAHA! Since it was raining hard and we had to leave, sinugod namen ang ulan! btw, we don't have any umbrellas with us. HAHAHA! Mga baliw kame.x)
April 21. It should be memorable, for us. It was the birthday of Papa. And he was soooo far away. He's in Canada, working as a nurse. But despite that, he keeps track of us and even monitors us. How? With Skype and cellphone. LOOL~! Pag di kame nakaOL sa Skype, tatawag yan sa telepono. Ang mahal ng charge dun ah, roaming kase. He is really a good father to us and husband to my mama. He's also the disciplinarian-type. You can't make him laugh that easily at kapag galit, talagang galit. At ang pakikipag-away sa mga call center agent ay parang everyday routine na nya. Sanay na kami. Kawawa nga yung mga call center agent na yun eh, nagtatrabaho lang sila eh kaso palpak talaga service ng company nila kaya sila nasisigawan. HAHAHA! I remember one time, yung sa bayantel, talagang sigawan sila sa telepono. sooobra. It was not the same without him around. Hard? Yes. It was the first time that he'll be celebrating his birthday away from home and us. We can't feel the happy spirit, neither did he. It was just like any other ordinary day. Actually, I was even scheduled to play badminton that day. The night before, we presented a video. Yeah! We made our own music video of Home by Westlife. The artists? us. The cameraman-slash-director? me. HAHAHA~! It turned out well. It made Papa cry a little and we also cried. LOL! Nakakaiyak kase. First time. It was a sentimental night for all of us. Anyway, also, that morning, Jazmine's lolo died. Nakakaguilty. But why am I guilty? I was already told last Saturday that lolo was already nearing his err, death. But I was too confident that he'll make it through although he was already in the ICU. I did not bother to visit him last Saturday. By Sunday, Jazmine asked me again if I'll come. She said that this might be the last time I'll ever see him again, the last. Maybe my next visit will already be during the burial. I said I can't because I don't know how to get as far as Taft Ave. He was confined in Medical Center Manila near U.N. Ave. and it was too far aside from the fact that I don't know how to get there. That time, lolo was already asking if I could come since he's having the feeling that he will not last long. Monday. I was already the one begging if I could come, but I can't. My sister's supposed to go to UERM to enroll. If my mama will accompany me, no one will be left home to be with my siblings. GAWD! I was feeling sorry and guilty all at the same time. There is no way I can get there. I hope he understands. That day was his last day. He had multiple organ failures and leukemia, his willing power was the only thing that makes him live and he gave up. He can't survive that long. Out of the 6 patients in the ICU, he was the last to give up. Tuesday. So, this was really April 21. I was playing badminton that morning. By noon, it was raining really hard and we sheltered in Stefanie's home. Cedhez received a message that lolo passed away but I did not although I was mentioned in that text, that lolo was looking for me but I did not come. It was a guilty feeling. I think, the rain is also mourning, crying :(( That same afternoon, we had an adventure. Kame ni Cedhez. HAHA! Since it was raining hard and we had to leave, sinugod namen ang ulan! btw, we don't have any umbrellas with us. HAHAHA! Mga baliw kame.x)
At sinong di aawit kapag umulan,YEAH! nabaliw kame sa ulan kaya sinugod namen siya. Nakakamiss. I was around 5 y/o when I last had my shower in the rain. Masaya. I don't know that gotten into us that we instantly, without thinking, walked out of the house. I had my badminton for cover and Cedhez had her shirt for protection. Bawal magkasakit.x) So, we walked from Magnolia St. (Roxas District) to KFC E.Rod. REALLY FAR but it was fun. HAHAHA! We talked about random things, about college, courses, the future! We did not mind the rain. At least hindi mainet, sooobrang lamig lang. Kaso, wala kame ka-hug eh. HAHAHAHA! Kidding.x) The road was also quite slippery that time, nakakatakot maglakad lalo sa bridge. But we made it through. When we caught sight of KFC, there was a crewman waiting to open the glass door for us. GLASS DOOR men! Kitang-kita na basang-basa kame at nagpupunas pa. HAHAHA! Siguro inisip nun, "Hayy, isa na namang magpapalamig. Lagi nalang sa amin pumupunta 'tong mga 'to. Di naman bibili..." NAKAKAHIYA! XD Feeling namen, alam na alam na nya ang pinunta namen dun, magpalamig at magpatuyo.x) Eh sa wala kameng choice eh, ala namang sumakay kame ng jeep na basang-basa. Baka mandiri pa sa amin yung mga yun. Mukha kameng mga basang-sisiw ehh. HAHAHA! Ewwiness. Joke!x) So ayun nga, pumasok kame at may gumulantang sa amin, soobrang nakakhiya. Mas malala pa 'to kesa nung nakita kame ng lalaki na pupunta sa KFC para magpatuyo. Ngayon, ang BUONG CREW ay nakahilera at naka-upo sa unahang mga upuan sa entrance. O_o MAS NAKAKAHIYA. Nakatingin pa yung iba sa amin. Bakit kaya sila andun? Hmmm... Anyways, sarado pa ang 2nd floor so sa first floor kame, kitang-kita! Umupo kame sa available na seats sa sulok para di mapansin kaso kita pa rin kame sa counter eehh. Kahiya! HAHAHA! Nagkwentuhan nalang kami ni Cedhez dun. Pinag-uusapan namen kung paano kami aalis nang hindi nahihiya. LOOL~! After 30 mins., we left, fast! Unahan sa pinto, parang walang nangyari. Di na nga tumayo yung crewman kanina eh, di na kami pinagbuksan ng pinto. Siguro alam nya talaga...XD We bid each other goodbye and we left. Cedhez, salamat sa company mo. Masaya talaga ang adventure. Sugod ulet tayo sa ulan? XD
At sinong di mababaliw sa ulan
At sinong di mapapasayaw sa ulan,
At sinong di mababaliw sa ulan
ULAN, ULAN, ULAN~!
the easter hunt craze.
Yeah! I admit, this was my first Easter egg hunt since Grade 3. LOL! Kung kelan pa ako tumanda, dun lang ako nag-egg hunt. HAHAHA! We just came up with it yesterday when everyone was already bored.
We got 20 pcs small eggs of a hen. LOL! 3php each, not bad eh? And we boiled 'em, we don't wanna have egg splatters all over
the place especially when we become too overly excited about the hunting that we broke the eggshell before the hunt even ends. HAHAHA! Then, we painted each with our old, trusty brushes. I painted six eggs! The first one was called the "Tribute egg". Birthday na kasi ni dad in a few days. I want to give him an advanced small gift. When they saw it, mukha daw na holdaper.x| HAHAHAHA~! Ang hirap kaya magpintura ng mukha sa itlog, lalo na pag sabog yung bristles ng paintbrush mo. Ampf! At least nagmukha naman siyang tao kahit papaano. LOL! The second one was inspired by Superman! I dunno, it just popped in my nutshell. The third was a red and black-stripped egg inspired by soccer uniforms. The balck and red tandem is really kewl. My cellphone's even red and black. It looks so good, quite eerie. The fourth's an eagle. Okay, I know it doesn't look like one, again. HAHAHA! The yellow part is the beak and the brown is the fur while the small, oblong, black part is the eye. It's an EAGLE! GO ATENEO! :P Don't worry, I'm not a big fan of Ateneo nor am I dreaming to become an At
enean. Sa UST na'ko men! x) The fifth egg is not a red cross symbol as everyone says. LOL! It's the reverse of it, the flag of Switzerland. The red flag with a white cross. It looks simple, but good. The last was actually a leftover. Tinatamad na sila magpintura ehh so I just painted a not-so-good smiley. Hmm...at least it's yellow, right? In one hour, we're DONE! x) We dried them afterward and waited for it to get hidden. Then, we scrammed!
In 20 minutes, the winner was declared. Nakooo~! Andaya nya! Andaya ni Ate Kim! Lahat nalang ehh, kinuha nya. Nako! Out of the 20 eggs, 8 nakuha nya, ako 7, 5 naman sa kapatid ko pang isa. Tss...anyways, she won a 100php. Sayang! 100 din yun ahh, ang hirap na kaya ng buhay ngayon :P And the eggs? Oh, we made an egg spread. Ansarap nga ehh.x)
We got 20 pcs small eggs of a hen. LOL! 3php each, not bad eh? And we boiled 'em, we don't wanna have egg splatters all over
the place especially when we become too overly excited about the hunting that we broke the eggshell before the hunt even ends. HAHAHA! Then, we painted each with our old, trusty brushes. I painted six eggs! The first one was called the "Tribute egg". Birthday na kasi ni dad in a few days. I want to give him an advanced small gift. When they saw it, mukha daw na holdaper.x| HAHAHAHA~! Ang hirap kaya magpintura ng mukha sa itlog, lalo na pag sabog yung bristles ng paintbrush mo. Ampf! At least nagmukha naman siyang tao kahit papaano. LOL! The second one was inspired by Superman! I dunno, it just popped in my nutshell. The third was a red and black-stripped egg inspired by soccer uniforms. The balck and red tandem is really kewl. My cellphone's even red and black. It looks so good, quite eerie. The fourth's an eagle. Okay, I know it doesn't look like one, again. HAHAHA! The yellow part is the beak and the brown is the fur while the small, oblong, black part is the eye. It's an EAGLE! GO ATENEO! :P Don't worry, I'm not a big fan of Ateneo nor am I dreaming to become an At
enean. Sa UST na'ko men! x) The fifth egg is not a red cross symbol as everyone says. LOL! It's the reverse of it, the flag of Switzerland. The red flag with a white cross. It looks simple, but good. The last was actually a leftover. Tinatamad na sila magpintura ehh so I just painted a not-so-good smiley. Hmm...at least it's yellow, right? In one hour, we're DONE! x) We dried them afterward and waited for it to get hidden. Then, we scrammed!In 20 minutes, the winner was declared. Nakooo~! Andaya nya! Andaya ni Ate Kim! Lahat nalang ehh, kinuha nya. Nako! Out of the 20 eggs, 8 nakuha nya, ako 7, 5 naman sa kapatid ko pang isa. Tss...anyways, she won a 100php. Sayang! 100 din yun ahh, ang hirap na kaya ng buhay ngayon :P And the eggs? Oh, we made an egg spread. Ansarap nga ehh.x)
i don't care.
I feel I'm not good enough. I'm just a newbie in this blog-thing and almost everyone I knew about this already discouraging me. *sighs* My grammar might not be too good and my posts are not really a fad but this is some sort of diary, right? It doesn't matter as long as I'm putting my thoughts into writing. I thought it's like in a confession where I could express everything and be anonymous without being criticized for being myself. But it turned out to be otherwise. I find it hard to be liberal, I can't type down the words and phrases that I really want to be read. Why?
When I first, officially, opened up my blog to the world through y!m, I got the first message: "Bonggang-bonggang blog!" I thought it was a complement but it was not. Mahaba daw, ang kornii. NagPM pa siya. Ewan ko lang kung nang-aasar lang pero nakakabw*set eh. Tss... But what's worse is if your own sibling tells you, "Nagba-blog-blog ka pa, wala namang kwenta. Tignan nalang naten kung maaasikaso mo pa yan pag fourth year ka na." There's a truth in it, that I might not manage this thing when the school year starts pero kelangan ba talaga sabihin na walang kwenta ang pagsusulat ko? It's like stabbing me because writing is my passion and telling me that my sharing my thoughts are just a waste of time, it makes me depressed >.< So much for being a sister. I'm exerting effort in my blog and I don't care if you'll give it a damn. Thank you for the people who encouraged me in my blogging. Thank you Jazmine and Julian :)
I fear criticism. I fear rejection.
When I first, officially, opened up my blog to the world through y!m, I got the first message: "Bonggang-bonggang blog!" I thought it was a complement but it was not. Mahaba daw, ang kornii. NagPM pa siya. Ewan ko lang kung nang-aasar lang pero nakakabw*set eh. Tss... But what's worse is if your own sibling tells you, "Nagba-blog-blog ka pa, wala namang kwenta. Tignan nalang naten kung maaasikaso mo pa yan pag fourth year ka na." There's a truth in it, that I might not manage this thing when the school year starts pero kelangan ba talaga sabihin na walang kwenta ang pagsusulat ko? It's like stabbing me because writing is my passion and telling me that my sharing my thoughts are just a waste of time, it makes me depressed >.< So much for being a sister. I'm exerting effort in my blog and I don't care if you'll give it a damn. Thank you for the people who encouraged me in my blogging. Thank you Jazmine and Julian :)
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