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Stolen from Joel [
Posted on November 03, 2009 @ 2:20 am
]
[ mood | Morning much. ]
[ music | Bad Romance - Lady GaGa ]

 Start at 100% and subtract 1% for everything you’ve done. At the end, repost this as “I am ___% Virgin at Life”. 

 
1. Smoked.(weed)
2. Drank alcohol
3. Cried when someone died.
4. Been drunk.
5. Had sex.
6. Been to a concert.
7. gotten/given a handjob.
8. gotten/given a blowjob.
9. Been verbally/sexually harassed.
10. Verbally/sexually harassed somebody.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 97%
 
11. Felt someone up and/or been felt up.
12. Laughed so hard something came out of your nose.
13. Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before.
14. Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend.
15. Been to prom.
16. Cried at school.
17. Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store.
18. Went streaking.
19. Given or received a lap dance.
20. Had someone of the opposite sex in your room.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 92%
 
21. Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over.
22. Slept over at someone of the opposite sex’s house.
23. Kissed a stranger.
24. Hugged a stranger.
25. Went scuba diving.
26. Driven a car.
27. Gotten an x-ray.
28. Hit by a car.
29. Had a party
30. Done serious drugs.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 89%
 
31. Played strip poker/darts.
32. Got paid to strip for someone.
33. Run away from home.
34. Broken a bone.
35. Eaten sushi.
36. Bought porn.
37. Watched porn.
38. Made porn.
39. Had a crush on someone of the same sex.
40. Been in love.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 87%
 
41. Frenched kissed.
42. Laughed so hard you cried.
43. Cried yourself to sleep.
44. Laughed yourself to sleep
45. Stabbed yourself.
46. Shot a gun
47. Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day.
48. Been online for 9 consecutive hours.
49. Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours.
50. Watched an animal die.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 80%
 
51. Watched a person die.
52. Kissed and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present.
53. Pranked somebody
54. Put somebody in the hospital.
55. Snuck into someone’s room and/or your own room after being out.
56. Kissed somebody of the same sex.
57. Dressed punk.
58. Dressed goth.
59. Dressed preppy.
60. Been to a motocross race.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 77%
 
61. Avoided somebody.
62. Been stalked.
63. Stalked someone.
64. Met a celebrity.
65. Played an instrument.
66. Ridden a horse.
67. Cut yourself.
68. Bungee jumped.
69. Ding dong ditched somebody.
70. Been to a wild party.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 72%
 
71. Got caught stealing something.
72. Kicked/punched a guy in the balls.
73. Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend.
74. Gone out with your friend’s crush.
75. Got arrested.
76. Been pregnant.
77. Babysat.
78. Been to another country.
79. Started your house on fire.
80. Had an encounter with a ghost.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 71%
 
81. Donated your hair to cancer patients.
82. Been asked out by someone that you never thought you’d be asked out by.
83. Cried over a member of the opposite sex.
84. Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over or 3 months.
85. Sat on your butt all day.
86. Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself.
87. Had a job.
88. Gotten cut from a sports team.
89. Been called a whore.
90. Danced like a whore.
PERCENTAGE SO FAR: 68%
 
91. Been mistaken for a celebrity.
92. Been in a car accident.
93. Been told you have beautiful eyes.
94. Been told you have beautiful hair.
95. Raped somebody.
96. Danced in the rain.
97. Been rejected.
98. Walked out of a restaurant without paying.
99. Punched someone/slapped someone in the face.
100. Been raped
PERCENTAGE: 64%

Wow. Just. Wow. I was actually expecting higher.

Now the fun part. Guess which numbers I counted ;).


What we do. [
Posted on October 05, 2009 @ 11:30 pm
]
[ mood | GAH. MATH. ]

 Just thought this deserved a post and stuff. So here it goes. 

I actually thought of it while brushing my teeth after eating a single orange, after I found out that citric acid can erode your enamel. Became more OC than usual (which is NOT OC) and that's why I did that.

Anyway, during that idle time, I thought of all the things we are doing now; about how we all (almost) hate the burden given to us. About how we have to do it even though we don't like it, just because we have to. So we resort to 'time-saving' tactics like copying homework and cramming and shits. 

Then I realized how much I hate knowing that we do it just because we have to. Not that we don't have a choice; we do, but sometimes, the 'right' choice isn't exactly the one we want.

And so we do the very things we hate, just because someone or something else dictates us to do it.

And I hate it.


Our lives are made in these small hours... [
Posted on September 04, 2009 @ 8:47 pm
]
[ mood | Twists and Turns of Fate ]
[ music | Little Wonders - Rob Thomas ]

 Just today I became addicted to another song, "Little Wonders", by Rob Thomas. It's from the movie Meet The Robinsons, but I swear this song is too big just for that movie. It means much much more.

The song made me think of those small little moments that seemed so candid and unimportant then, but had a huge effect on my life now. The simple "I want books over toys" mentality I had as a kid made sure that I grew up surrounded by books, books, and more books. I grew up a bookworm, which I'm sure contributed to my know-it-all aura. I'm naturally a bookworm, but I'll only read books that I like, and when I'm forced to do so, the less likely that I'll read. So yeah.

Okay. Labo ng post.

Also, there was that moment in Japan, the one I used for my Ateneo Application essay. Who knew that what seemed to be a candid, out of nowhere question, answered by a small kid would be the basis of everything he does for the rest of his life (for now)? 

Small hours. Who knew they would mean so much.

TBC. Should be doing English now.

 

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Sand [
Posted on August 30, 2009 @ 11:15 pm
]
[ mood | We are her legacy. ]
[ music | Let It Be - Beatles ]

 Ma'am Paz died sometime today. I still can't believe it. She was one of the best teachers I had. And to think that she's gone so young. Oh well.
 
She may be gone, but we have to continue living on. In us, she will continue to live on.
 
We are her legacy.


Water. [
Posted on June 12, 2009 @ 1:08 am
]
[ mood | Life. ]
[ music | The Climb - Miley Cyrus ]

 Hey. Long time, eh? The last entry wasn't even a really decent one. Oh well.

I've been...uh... I dunno really. Busy? Not since the end of May. Well, sort of. Distracted? Well, yeah.

A lot of things have happened since my last post. I never saw the dog again. I bonded with the SSIPeople who work onmy side of UP (Science Complex) at the CS Caf. The MSI people finished their time. The Engineering people finished their time. Lunch time people dropped from people in the Science Complex to just me and Jana. In the end, I extended mine. I wanted to finish the damn thing. 

Don't get me wrong; I loved my job in NIGS. Just like I love using strong words of profanity. 

So, yeah. For now, I have tons of things piled up. I have to finish my SSIP portfolio, an Abstract for Dr. Alampay, my MATH homework for a school year that hasn't even started yet, an STR homework with the same situation, and I haven't even bought notebooks for the next school year. I'm not prepared at all for the coming year. Oh, I also have that Filipino Math and General Knowledge homework from Eager Learner Review. 

So, that's my life for the moment. One big mess. It's like this whirlpool;  all that water and debris, and all you can do is just suck it up an live with it. One big mess, things just thrown in and mixed up and it all just ends up like that. 

Or worse.

So there. But wait, there's more! Let's take that watery metaphor to another level. Water, left alone, has great freedom. It puddles. It flows. It mixes. Hell, it evaporates. With such freedom, it has a lot of power. Potential power. But there is only one way to show, to make use, to harness such power. 

It has to be manipulated. It has to be controlled. It has to be directed.

Right now, I feel like water. I've already told you one part; about being like a whirlpool, being a mix. Now I tell you the other part.

I feel afraid and scared right now because of two things; fourth year and college. Fourth year's another story, maybe more on that later. College scares me NOW because the college entrance exams are DURING the school year. And a major part of applying for college is choosing your course. And for us scholars, that has to be a Bachelor of Science course if you don't want a breach of contract.

For me, that's where the problem starts.

My parents gave me ABSOLUTE freedom to choose which course to take. I'm really thankful to my mom and dad for the (relative) freedom I have, and I appreciate it really, but sometimes it can get confusing. And contradicting. You can do anything you want, yet you don't know exactly what to do. And the moment you are pushed to do something, you rebel and hate it, getting used to being free and doing thing you chose to do. 

You have to find the right balance of interest and future. You don't have to be filthy rich. As long as it makes you comfortable. 

My mom said that, more or less verbatim. Through YM, of course (Yeah, they're updated like that. Heh.). Honestly, I agree. Personally, I know that already, way before she told me. I don't have to have a future sleeping on bags of money and with furniture made of white, yellow, or rose gold (my choice). As long as I feel comfortable with what I can attain and that I feel satisfied and fulfilled, it's okay. 

The BIG problem is, I don't know what to choose. Right now, I'm defaulting BSChem (and no, NOT ChemEng). But I am actively looking for courses that interest me. Those that remotely sound like stuff that would interest me (Yes YOU, FOOD TECH) wasn't what I thought it was at all. Some stuff are just too ambiguous and sound too similar to let you make your mind up (BSChem, ChemEng, BIOChem). And, well, some things aren't even allowed to begin with (Byebye, International Studies). So, to sum it all up, I'm still pretty undecided.

As for NIGS and Geology, though, well...hmm. I sort of now have a background on what goes on in there. I know the exciting places they go to (KL, Japan, the stuffs), but as for me, I just can't see myself as the type of person to be really interested in Geo to begin with, or to be someone who is extremely active AND willing to get his hands dirty on the field. International conferences on major global cities? Sure, why not. Hiking mountains and getting my hands (and clothes!) dirty on unpaved trails and setting out to sea on a stormy day? Eeh. 

See?

So, college course? None. Homeworks? Not even thinking of it. SSIP Portfolio? Inexistent. NIGS Scientific Paper? Half on the shelf, half working on it. That's good enough.

On a really good note though: I started writing here. Again. *smiles*

That's all for now.

Damn, I'm thirsty. 


Rquiescat in Pace [
Posted on May 20, 2009 @ 10:45 am
]
[ mood | I can't believe it. ]
[ music | La Vie Boheme - RENT ]

Dearly beloved, we gather here
to say our goodbyes

Here she lies
No one knew her worth
The late great daughter of Mother Earth
 
Not everyone is as fortunate as most of us. All we can wish for is that their suffering may lessen, or that the end of their suffering be hastened.
 


The Case of the Gucci Wallet [
Posted on April 23, 2009 @ 5:35 am
]
[ mood | Going home... ]
[ music | Persepolis Theme - Persepolis OST ]

 It's been almost 20 days since my last (and somewhat useless) post here in Taiwan. And I should say, it was one heck of a vacation. Did tons of things that I've never done before (visit theme parks and stuff OUTSIDE the usual Taipei/Taichung/Kaohsiung are), things I've done before (overnight at Inah's, TGIFridays, SOGO and Mitsukoshi) , and didn't do things I usually do (bought a Versace stuff while in Taipei).

I wouldn't say I bought alot this summer. (cricket) Okay, so I sorta did, but unlike previous trips, I wouldn't say I splurged at this trip. Not yet. To be honest, I've never had this much cash in reserve. Well, maybe not ever, but, you know what I mean. Everything I've bought so far for myself is just a continuation of what I usually buy in the Philippines (movies, OSTs, clothes, etc.), but still follows the "only buy what you can't have in the Philippines, or a cheaper price" rule. So yeah. Da Vinci Code, Persepolis, Marie Antoinette. Some clothes, that I spent a lot of time looking for in the Philippines (you know, that FREAKIN turtleneck).

To be continued.

UPDATED April 25 : I BOUGHT IT. GAH. More on it later.

By the morn 24th, I still had not bought anything that much, well, except for that replacement bottle of Versace Crystal Noir in my coffret that I broke for some reason. But then, I regained the desire to buy things, like well, that bottle, some external hard drives and a new xD card for my camera (the one I bought in the Philippines stopped working WITH ALL MY TAIWAN PICTURES GODDAMNIT ). Still, I didn't spend any amount of money yet, even though I had with me a pretty considerable amount. 

The day of the 24th, though, was a whole `nother story. I was video-hopping in YouTube the eve of the 23rd when I came across the Gucci Show last Fall-Winter (2008). As the music played and the models walked out (while doing that photo categorizing job my mom put me on), I realized that THAT wallet was my only possible link to that past, and, personally, overly fad-ish collection. It was beautiful, over the top, and, as long as people will still remember it, WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN. Between the keychain-slash-Swiss Knife-slash-bag charm that I wouldn't find any use for and the tote that I don't really have the money for (still), that was my best bet. And besides, My Girbaud wallet deserves the retirement AFTER that after school year incident. And at that moment, I made up my mind and decided to chase the dream.

That day, Tita Nora from my mom's office decided to treat us all for lunch. It was either Taichung Steakhouse or the Hong Kong thing at Sogo. Tita Cathy made "no" signals at Taichung Steakhouse, I opted for the other one, thinking that it was the Hong Kong diner thing NEAR Sogo. On the contrary, it's a whole `nother resto, on the 16th floor of Sogo. Had a fun time. At the end of lunch, one thing started the domino effect of spending like a crazy shopaholic - a lovely stimulus package from my mom (recession talk LOL). Heh. So much for saving up money. At the very end of the day, I ended up with around NT$ 1400. Amazing. Less than 10% with what I started with plus the stimulus package.

And to think that the Versace one is still a little less than a year old. Oh well, this one replaces the Girbaud. The V remains the reserve, fancy-shmancy wallet that holds all the big boys. The G will replace, well, the G. 

Oh well. That's all for now. I'll go start drooling on my new wallet. Next post would probably be in the Philippines. Heh!



Random Sarah Thing LOL [
Posted on April 03, 2009 @ 12:05 am
]
[ mood | Persepolis! ]
[ music | That Girl - Linday Lohan ]

Okay. Stolen from the above mentioned person. Need something to kill time while waiting for my torrent (PERSEPOLIS THE MOVIE YO!) to finish and while killing mosquito(e)s.

Put your MP3 player on shuffle and post the first lines of the first twenty songs.

You tell me you're in love with me
In a perfect world
I never thought I would find myself
Blue skies
Now you've been holding me down
Fed up with your indigestion
Tristes apprêts, pâles flambeau
Always talking around this
When you can wear what you feel
Look for the Bear Necessities
All along the western front
Love, love me do
Get a load of me
I'm busy throwing hints
To the beat of the rhythm of the night
I just want you close
Hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf
New York City
O Kal'kaua he inoa (Kalakaua is his name)

OMG WHAAT. Okay na sana. Stupid ending.

Anyway, that killed the time of waiting. Heh.


Oh Wow. [
Posted on April 01, 2009 @ 2:30 am
]
[ mood | Gah. Flight. ]
[ music | Beautiful - Moby (Devil Wears Prada OST) ]


In a few hours, I'll be boarding a plane bound to Taipei. I mean, wow. I'm gonna fly again? The last one's still fresh in my memories. And yet, here we are again, only this time I'm with family (and not with stoneface Inah).

Haay. Nervous and excited. Gah.

Anyway, We had our Naomi and Luis Pseudo Birthday party with my old barkada from grade school. Had tons of fun at the bowling alley, even though we all suck (except Jamille. Hisss.). Ooh ooh ooh. Funny thing kanina. While we were playing, somebody just suddenly noticed that my whole right sleeve was torn from my clothing. Which was weird. That was around the half of the first game. And so I spent the rest of the game and another one wearing Sheena's jacket. Hehe. Thanks again, Madonna.

Hehe. Pink, Jollibee, Queen Kong, Madonna, and, probably the worst of them all, Pabarooti =))

Gah. THE SPELLING MEEEEEEHN. Hehe.

Anyway, after the second game, I convinced the girls to let me get a shirt. SO we went to Kultura to get the shirt I sorta wanted. Whee. Now a proud owner of a "got sisig?" shirt. Haha. Funny story again. When we first looked in Kultura, we saw 2 variations, black on white and white on black. As usual, I went for the white on black. I got the biggest size (it was packed in this plastic container thing, just trusted the label) and bought it. I went to the restroom to change. When I tried it on, I wouldn't fit in :)) Naturally, I went back to Kultura to replace the thing. What I didnt know was that the white on black shirts were for women, and so are in womens' sizes. And DUH I wouldn't fit. So I got the black on white shirt. Whee.

We ate at KFC after that and chatted and stuff. Our barkada has changed alot from our old grade school one. This time, we only had the science high school students. And so we decided to give it a new name. Which took a while. We actually thought of nicknames before the barkada name. I'm Richie Rich (how... ugh.), and we have Blossom, Sara, the Precious Moments Girl, and, uh, frogot Naomi's. Anyway, we had a very fun time just making up the names. Hehe. I was in autistic mode the whole time. Which was embarrassing when I think about it right now.

Well, that's all. Had blueberry muffins and DQ with Jam after everyone left already. Heh.

Whee. Naomi's APPLE GREEN bukkit.


Updates : You Deserve It [
Posted on March 31, 2009 @ 5:40 am
]
[ mood | GAH. ]
[ music | Heart of the Matter - India.Arie ]

Okay. Someone just rang the doorbell (YES, in this bloody time in the morning), I brushed my teeth procrastinating, cleaned my room which looked like a pigsty with papers instead of mud (well, it's half clean), which was the condition it has always been since time immemorial (or, at the very least, since summer started), and my bed's filled with stuff that's supposed to be in my suitcase already (but isn't). Oh yeah, have I mentioned that I havent slept since around 11 in the morning yesterday? No? Heh.

Anyway, I really can't sleep right now. Well, besides my bed being occupied by something else (the clothes), I'm having that before the flight jitters thing that happens days before the actual flight. Heh. And I have a very very very last minute gig later at SM North EDSA. Heh. I swear, sometime today, I'll just drop unconscous to the ground snoring. And hopefully, it won't be at the bowling alley.

Well, more... hmm. I got 1.400 in my final grade for this year (DL!), I finally settled with PNRI as my SSIP institute (possibly with AVIEBANGSBANGSBANGSLOL) , and I'm finally cleared. Also, I might might might miss a few days of SSIP, but that's minor. I've finally accepted the fact that no, you're no longer AX, i had a chat with ate Ellie some nights before, and had a very intelligent chat about how stupid the rule regarding the science course in our contract is, helped her cope with losing more than 300 SLR pics from their skiing.

Also, I made a sorta crammed design for the almost two years in the making Ilang Shirts, settling with tthe theme of GUCELICIOUS! and geese as central motif. Heh. Thank you Moschino for the inspiration.

Well that's all for now. If you're lucki, I'll update again later (if I'm not unconscious yet) about the gig. If not, then maybe the next update will be... *cue sound effect* at Taiwan.

Heh. S'all. Ciao!


Suddenly, Reflection Turns Our World To Stone [
Posted on March 19, 2009 @ 5:10 am
]
[ mood | ... ]
[ music | Finale B - RENT OST ]

 
Just today, at 4 something am, something happened.

Just as I was preparing my stuff for possibly the second to the last time.

All those three years, all those pent up feelings and emotions at the end of the year.

The sadness that everyone but me seems to feel at the end of the year.

The melancholy that I seemed to be resistant too since First Year.

Suddenly just sank in. Just like that.

Three years. Imagine.

And the next year's the last, if I'm lucky.


Songs that Defined my 15th Year - Part I [
Posted on March 17, 2009 @ 10:40 pm
]
[ mood | Hmm. ]
[ music | Heart of the Matter - India.Arie ]


It's been a whole month and a day since my birthday. Heh. And since I don't have anything better to do (actually, I do, but I'm just too lazy to do it) I'm doing this. Songs that Defined My 15th Year. Heh. This will be chronological, btw. Just saying.

1. Heart Of The Matter - India.Arie
All the other songs before this one was just a fad. Fad Fad Fad. Anyway, my obsession with Sex and the CIty Movie started with this song. I first heard it and fell in love with it instantly. It's about forgiveness (which actually became a HUGE part of my Third Year. You know.), but it's about lovers (So it's still sorta off. Hey, can't be perfect all the time.). It shows the development (more of downhill roll) of that realtionship and how important love and forgiveness is to everyone.

My fave part (chorus, actually):

I've been trying to get down to the heart of the matter;
But my will gets weak, and my thoughts seem to scatter,
But I think it's about forgiveness (forgiveness)
Even if (even if) you don't love me anymore.

2. Tranquilize - The Killers
Okay. So this is my first "hardcoar" emo song during that year. Hehe. Srsly. It's actually my introduction to what was going to be one of my fave bands for the year (The Killers), and, guess what, I got it from the Gucci Show (Haha!). To be honest I don't know what the message of the song is (hehe) but for some reason the lyrics, when I heard them, just clicked somehow with what I was feeling then, and next thing I knew it was my LSS.
 
Silently reflection turns my world to stone
Patiently correction leaves us all alone
And sometimes I'm a travel-man
But tonight, this engine's failing.

3. Gimme Gimme Gimme - Amanda Seyfriend and
Take a Chance on Me - Julie Walters (Mamma Mia! OST)
Okay, so, AbbaMania hit me and, well, the rest of my friends when we watched the movie version of Mamma Mia! This was my personal LSS, I don't know about the others. I swear, this was one fun LSS. Even sang Gimme Gimme Gimme in homeroom one time (Which was when my Bebot shirt was at stake. Hehe. Hi Plata :P). Haay. Talk about ABBAmania.
 


Seasons of Love [
Posted on March 15, 2009 @ 10:55 pm
]
[ mood | Hmm. ]
[ music | Seasons of Love - Cast of RENT ]


525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - How do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes, how do you measure a year in the life?

How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of love.

525,600 minutes, 525,000 journeys to plan.
525,600 minutes - How can you measure the life of a woman or man?

In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned, or the way that she died.

It’s time now to sing out, though the story never ends.
Let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.

Remember the love! Remember the love! Remember the love!
Measure your in love. Seasons of love!
 


Post 199 [
Posted on March 08, 2009 @ 12:15 pm
]
[ mood | STUDY! ]
[ music | City of Blinding Lights - U2 ]


So, here it is. Post 199. I checked. Haay.

Today is the Sunday before the end. It still all too... uh... I don' t know, surreal? Heck, I don't think that suffices. I don't think there's even a word for it. Heh.

And so, as usual, before ANYTHING at all ends in Pisay, we have to go through one more test. Periodic exams, more like it.

Haay. Our schedule for the week:

Monday
Math
Bio

Tuesday
Physics
SocSci

Wednesday
Chem
English

Thursday
SocSci Debate

Friday
Farewell Special?

There we go. I think I should study now since the only real thing I accomplished yesterday was buy a shirt and choose a tie for Thursday and finish the Kite Runner book we had. Heh. Oh well.

ALSO. I have to exchange dollars ulit. Gah. I swearz yo. No more Peso in my wallets. Gah.

STUDY. STUDY. STUDY!



The Begining of the End [
Posted on March 07, 2009 @ 11:55 pm
]
[ mood | A little more... ]
[ music | Heart of the Matter - India.Arie ]

It's been a long, hard, 10 month journey, but, right now, that 10 months seemed like a quick flash of light, over before you even think about it. And, yes, I know it wasn't always like that (ahem*physics homeworks*ahem) and that there were times that I really really did wish that the whole year was over. But then, that's how we are supposed to be, naïve, wishing for something without knowing if it was what we really wanted, and not knowing what we could have wished for instead. It's the wai it was, the was its supposed to be, the way it happened.

And now that THAT 10 months are merely a week away from ending, I'm suddenly filled with nostalga and longing, for those small moments that we really enjoyed, those small moments when everything was still allright, those small moments that felt so good, those small moment where nothing could have gone wrong, those small moments we knew we wished would have lasted forever.

But then, there are those other moments, moments we wished never happened, moments when we wish we did something else, moments we wish we didin't do anything, moment we wished would just erase itself. In those moments which exposed every little crack and blemish we had, cracks and blemishes we try to hide and deny.

In these types of posts, post where I write down the moments feelings and emotions to put them and preserve them somewhere, scared of them ever leaving me, that I usually say that, in the way it ended, I would never bother to change a thing, because it was the way it happened, and that the whole experience was all the more richer because of it. I wanted to say the same for this post, but then I realized that lying here would mean making forever a lie that I made up, and, knowing my memory, forgetting the truth. If this was supposed to be my everlasting record, might as well as set the record straight:

There is a thing I wish I could change. ONE thing I swish never happened. ONE thing I wish could have ended before everything else does.

But then, despite all, despite all the saying that say that nothing is ever too late, I do believe that it is too late. And that somehow, someway, things are fixing themselves without it. Without intervention. Nature will balance itself in time. More intervention will just screw it up.

And so, I leave things the way it is. So that when the year ends, the summer passes, and a new year begins, I hope to see something better than the way I let it be.

In a little more than 24 hours, we will sit down, pens at hand, and begin answering our last exams.

In a little more than one week, we would be in limbo, and won't see each other for some time.

In a little more than 2 months, a whole new year will begin.

But right now, it's the begining of the end.



A Wishlist. [
Posted on March 03, 2009 @ 4:20 am
]
[ mood | I waaaaant. ]
[ music | Hold Me Tight - Across the Universe OST ]


Okay. So, it's been two weeks after my birthday. Can't say I got a lot of gifts, but, well, one gift made it all worth that. Hehe. But there are some things that I really REALLY want and I still don't have. Hehe. They're very recent obsessions, really. Wala lang. For people who want to give me gifts but can't find anyting to give me. So, here you go. My super advanced wishlist. Hehe.

A lot of people know that, ever since I was a kid, I've been a really big bookworm. Heck, among the first books I've read were encyclopedias. Heh. Makes me look like I was destined to be a nerd/geek kid, eh?

So, my BOOK Wishlist.

1. On Food And Cooking : The Science and Lore of the Kitchen - Harold McGee

Okay, so this is not really that much of a secret anymore (not to my cousins, anyway). I really REALLY want this book. As an added bonus to you guys: IT'S EFFING AVAILABLE HERE IN THE PHILIPPINES! Wheeee!~Hehe. Writen by "gastronomist" (well, Food Scientist) Harold McGee, it puts your common kitchen ingredients and food items in a new light. And here's the best part: I can actually UNDERSTAND that light. It's actually more of a Biology and Organic Chemistry book that your usual Cookbook. But then, that's the most interesting part about it. Hehe. That's why I actually want and like it. So there. Please buy it for meeee. *Smile*

2. Persepolis 1 and 2 - Marjane Satrapi

I saw its moveie trailer in my DVD of Across the Universe and, well, fell in love with the concept. I researched about it (like I usually do with anything that catches my eye) and found out that it's sort of autobiographical and is based upon two (well, originally four) books. They're comic form and, well, seem very VERY interesting. It's about Marjane Satrapi, and her life as a kid in Iran before and during the Iranian revolution.

Here's the cover, for your reference:


3. Marie Antoinette: The Journey and Love and Louis XIV : Women In the Life of the Sun King - Antonia Fraser

I've always loved the stories of the French royals, and , lucky for me, biographies of my two favorites, Louis XIV, the Roi Soleil, and Marie Antoinette, are available here, in the Philippines. Also, I really loved the Kristen Dunst movie (which was abesd on MA:TJ) so, yeah. Also, Jana has Marie Antoinette as a prom gift from her parents (hehe). Kuds to Antonia Fraser for such wonderful books, and hugs for the person who gives me these. *Smile*

4. The World is Flat and Hot, Flat, and Crowded - Thomas Friedman

Well, I actually got the interest for getting thse from my former SocSci teacher. Wala lang. I guess I have som SocSci leanongs as well. It seems very interesting and, well, they seem like a very good read. I want to get them for the very same reason I got Deluxe: How Luxury Got Its Lustre; for information about a topic that I am really interested in. I guess it's the SocSci geek in me trying to get its way. Oh well. But still, I really want these two as well.

Also, on a side thinggy. Hot, Flat, and Crowded is 40% off at Fully Booked The Block. Wala lang.

5. Tao of Pooh and Te of Piglet - Benjami Hoff

Ah. Love this. Actually, I've read Tao of Pooh already, it's just that I think I lost it somehow, or it's with someone I know who isn't telling me that they have it and stuff. Oh well. Anyway, I want them as a set. As in, both, some edition, same cover style, everything. They have to look good together, right? Hehe. I was this in Fully Booked Gateway, so, go!


Well, I guess that's all for now. You know, because it around 30 miutes away from the time I'm suppose to wake up and around an hour away from the time I really wake up. So there. Go hunting na, people.

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Of Automatons and Myrmidons [
Posted on March 02, 2009 @ 12:25 am
]
[ mood | Gah, the homeworks. ]
[ music | Pulling Our Weight - The Radio Dept. ]


Call this an opportunity to procrastinate, but I'm writing it anyway, despite knowing that my Filipino play script is practically bullshit, our ComSci documentation less than half done, and my Physics and Math homeworks are practically inexistent. Heh.

I was dutifully doing (and, well, procrastinating. a bit.) our ComSci documentation when suddenly my trian of thought stopped dead in its tracks. I was staring at my freaking hell large lcd screen, with JCreator right in front of me with the codes we "made" for the ComSci calculator. In my mind, only one word came up; "Bullshit". Then my train of thought went somewhere else. Somewhere most Pisay students have probably wandered before.

I was thinking about what all these things we have was all about. I mean, sure, they're homework. They're important, somehow. But why? Why do we give up our sleeping hours to get these pieces of shit done? And so I started questioning their importance, not for the grades, not for the short term, but for the long run.

While I was taking this break, I took a small trip to Sir Martin's blog, and, specifically, this post. I found that it perfectly matched what I was thinking right now. But I managed to find some small differences with my thoughts, and this post is to make that heard.

From his "bureaucratic mummies" for "subterranean tombs", I change it to Automatons, robots, or even Myrmidons, someone who follows orders without question. With the heavy load we receive almost every weekend (or even everyday), I feel that what they're trying to tell us is to not fight what comes our way, and just endure it. Which, in all honesty, I don't like. We're talking about homework here, people.

Also, with the system as it is now, I feel that it's also trying to tell us to just do what we are give and told with unnatural perfection and without question. These homeworks are hard (try making your parents answer them) and, well, they don't really seem that important in the long run. Teachers, kill me now, but I swear, they don't really seem important after the long test, quizzes, and periodic exams that cover them are over. I'l attribute to this the fact that we don't even BOTHER to remember stuff from previous quarters. They just don't seem important enough.

Back to my main question: what are we doing these for? Well, there really is only one answer for that. Grades. I mean, for those numbers that seem to mean so much, we break our backs and spend away hours we are supposed to sleep with in front of the computer, finishing a presentation/document/report/shit. Right now, it seems like a total waste of childhood. Highschool only seems inportant now because of all the people you get to know. Besides that, nill. Maybe except some lessons that are really worthwhile.

Myabe I'm just complaining because I just can't make myslef fit (haha. size pun) in the system we have. I can't make myself an automaton who can make homework with perfection. I can't make myself a Myrmidon who does things witohut weighing them for my benefit and questioning them. Maybe that's just me; I know a couple of people who were able to mold themselves to work in our situation. I also know someone/somepople who are prefectly fitted for the type of system we have (and, honestly, one/some of them disgust me greatly about that), and that I and some other people (I think) just cant handle it and rebell against it just becasue of that. (Well, I don't, I try to fit in my own ways, but still question it.)

But still, somehow, somewhere inside me knows that the system we are in and is imposed upon us is not natural and that either it's really not the way it's supposed to be or that it's not what we long for. When we entered Pisay, eyes wide open and hoping for the best, we (well, most of us) were hoping that entering this school would mean a better and brighter future for us, with a system completely different and much more effective than where we came from. I personally hoped that, by changing schools, I would find escape from the tiring and monotonous system we used to have back in my old school and find myself in a new system, with better learning and stuff. Now I realize that I never really excaped that system we had; I just entered the same one, with heavier loads and less escape. Now, we're no longer the wide-eyed; we're the sleepy and baggy-eyed teenagers. We no longer hope for the best, we now only hope for higher grades and passing grades. Somehow, Pisay was able to dampen the hopeful, young spirit we had before entering it, and subdued us to teenagers who will just settle with what we are given and do it without question.

But then, there are those of us who are aware of what can be done, what can be changed, and what we have to do, all for the better. There are those of us who can see the cracks, the flaws, the structural damages and burns (2nd floor fire pun) that the system currently has, and have ideas on how to mend it and make it better.

Just my thoughts. And 40 minutes of procrastination.


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GAH. Seriously. [
Posted on March 01, 2009 @ 2:40 am
]
[ mood | OMFG. ]
[ music | Four Minutes - Madonna ]


Okay. WTFH. I got this from my Friends pages just moments ago, and complained that alot of people are getting the same results. Except Isabel, who got bubble (Ha!). But now I regret comlaining about everyone being the same. Dayum.











Survey! [
Posted on March 01, 2009 @ 1:50 am
]
[ mood | Gah. Homework. ]
[ music | Blue Jeans - Ladytron ]


Something I got from Isabel, who got it from my AKSIS assistant. (Joke lang, Marz.)

I have a step or half sibling.

I have velvet pants.

I have a t-shirt from a museum before.

I’ve been to Dunkin’ Donuts before. (Haha. But, like, long time ago.)

I’ve been on the subway. (Well, in other countries, anyway. Where the metro is ACTUALLY a subway.)

I usually get movies from the library.

I’m scared of heights. (Hell I am.)

I should be asleep right now. (1:35 in the morning.)

I have something that smells like mint.

I have spare batteries.

My speakers are off right now.

My computer is in my bedroom. (Duh.)

I only have one blanket on my bed. (A big, thick one too.)

I own or have owned a teddy bear.(Tons. Guilty.)

I’ve memorized bohemian rhapsody.

I’ve played Runescape.

I like to make lists.

I’ve listened to the Beach Boys.

I am very flexible.

In bookstores, I walk around with my head tilted sideways.

I like wearing hoodies.

I know a lot of weird facts.

I've watched Nightmare on Elm Street before.

I know what papillon means in English. (Yes. Somewhere around “butterflies”, I think.)

Sufjan Stevens makes me happy.

I wish my nose was smaller.

Who lives in North Dakota, anyway?

I like to eat goldfish.

I get at least three e-mails per day. (I’m that busy.)

I smile a lot.

I use “however” instead of “but” when writing an essay.

I’ve seen The Breakfast Club.

I've had a burping contest with someone.

And I won the contest.

I like sharing books with my friends.

I usually recognize the poets my English teacher talks about.

A stranger has given me a high five for no reason.

I’ve been to a Harry Potter book release party.

I have tiny hands.

I like to look for shapes in the plaster on my ceiling.

I prefer pencils to pens.

I write on my hands when I need to remember something.

I’ve been to a roller skating rink.

I own a piece of clothing that is rainbow patterned.

I own a piece of clothing with skulls on it.

I am extremely patient.

I wish I could dance well.

I’ve been to an ice skating rink.

I have a lot of trouble falling asleep at night.

I’ve been on the high honour roll.

I have a purse with flowers on it.

I like to watch people.

I’ve written an acrostic poem.

I have bad posture.

I’ve fallen asleep in class.

I am very easily embarrassed.

I liked to make up stories when I was a kid.

I take prescription creams/face washes/pills for acne.

I drink milk daily.

I’ve been told I act like I’m on drugs.

I have my hair up in a bun.

I own something Beatles-related.

I don’t use the caps lock key often.

I have very strong opinions.

I love to eat grinders.

I don’t call long sandwiches grinders.

Teachers have asked me if I’m depressed.

More than once.

I don’t care what you think of me.

I have a toothache.

Wonderwall is my “I like someone” song.

There's a book on or beside my bed.

I hate innuendo.

I really admire improvisional comediennes.

I don’t like gym class.

I am going to do better this academic year.

I don’t use the word fag.

I’ve been told I have a beautiful singing voice.

I can read Shakespeare without translations.

I adore English class.

I know what the Kinsey scale is.

I read more than one book at a time.

I love places that sell dollar-a-cup coffee.

The Magic School bus taught me a lot.

I liked to dance on the kitchen table when I was a kid.

I've lived with a relative more than a year.

I hate sharing a bed.

I cried a lot as a kid.

My friends have excellent taste in music.

I know what I want to be when I grow up.

I like to drink coke zero.

I watched Labyrinth only because David Bowie was in it.

I bite my nails a lot.

I’ve been to a music festival.

I’ve gotten sunburn before.

And it bled.

I hate the noise vacuums make.

I prefer showers to baths.

Jeffree Starr is way overrated.

I don’t like my mouse pad.

I love people who look classy.

My nail polish is chipped.

I’m going to read a book today.

My mattress is on the floor.

I am an insomniac.

Cabaret punk is love.

I have a DVD I want to watch.

I’m a really picky eater.

I take ibuprofen a lot.

I tan very easily.

The sun is shining right now.

I love yellow Jell-O.

I’ve made Popsicles with an ice cube tray, juice and toothpicks.

And I called them ghetto pops.

I’ve never met my neighbors.

I’ve drawn on the street with chalk.

I’ve been in a tree house.

Tire swings are really fun.

I love abandoned places.

I have a plastic bag near me.

I only watch TV when I’m really bored.

I can’t wait to graduate.

I’ve pulled an all-nighter so I would be really tired the next night.

I really hate needles.

I get along with my parents.

My font on aim is tiny.

I don’t use aim.

I fall in love with songs that have beautiful lyrics.

I listen to anti-folk.

I have no idea what anti-folk is.

I like to blow bubbles.

I’ve won a hula hooping contest before.

I’ve almost drowned.

I’ve choked on something.

I’ve taken a first aid course.

One of my friends is in a different state right now. (More than one. Another country, even.)

I’ve been to Chicago.

I really like mohawks, but I would never get one.

I am always warm.

I have some weird eating habits.

I like to spin in desk chairs.

I have a beta fish.

I have big lips.

Tape is way better than glue.

I like stickers.

There is a type of music that I think is awful.

My favorite girl from The Hills is Audrina.

No, I prefer LC.

I don’t have texting on my phone.

I prefer New York to California.

I’ve read all the Harry Potter books.

Lord of the Rings too.

My cell has a cover on it.

I want to get a tattoo that has to do with a band.

My family doesn’t eat dinner together.

I’m worried that I won’t get into any college.

I’m already in college!

I own more than one flannel shirt.

School is very important to me.

I’d live on the beach if I could.

Avocado is so good

I can speak five languages fluently.

One of my friends already has a kid.

I drive everywhere.

I hate when people say things aren’t art.

I’m currently texting more than 3 people.

My best friend wears the same size clothes as I do.

I’ve only been in one serious relationship.

One of my parents is gay.

I rescued my pet from the animal shelter.

I want to live in many different states when I’m older.

I hardly ever go to the movies.

I’ve liked one of my favorite bands for many years.

I’m looking for a serious relationship right now.

A lot of Starbucks are closing by my house.

We don’t have H&M in my state.

That’s my favorite store.

I never order things online.

I’m constantly listening to music.

US History fascinates me.

Oranges are the best fruit.

I have lactose intolerance.

I always watch the National Spelling Bee on TV.

I’m on a family plan.

Parties aren’t my scene.

I’ve lost friends throughout my life and I’m okay with that.

There are some friends I still wish I had.

Fake nails look gross.

I own an oyster card.

My birthday is in the fall.

2008 was a horrible year for me.

Actually, it was the best.

I’ve been on a cruise before.

I like chemistry more than biology.

I like taking surveys more than making them.

I absolutely despise the color pink.

I don’t have a significant other.

I get all four seasons where I live.

I only shop when I absolutely have the need to.

I have an older brother.

I have my driver’s license.

I don’t want to have kids.

I wear more jeans than shorts.

I'd rather wear sneakers than high heels.

I don’t go to church.

I’m very much into heavy metal music.

I own like, a hundred hoodies.

I couldn’t draw to save my life.

I’m a very good cook.

I always have to look at the keyboard when I type.

I’ve had surgery before.

I don’t mind getting shots all that much.

I’m not afraid of bugs.

I love hot, hot weather!

I’m usually not very picky at all when it comes to food.

I have huge eyes and long lashes.

I’m naturally very pale.

My Parents are divorced.

I’m not addicted to doing surveys, but I find myself doing them anyway.

I’m addicted to MySpace.

I don’t have a Facebook account.

I have perfect vision and I don't need eyeglasses or contacts.

I don’t wear makeup when I go out.

I hate stores like Forever 21.

I’m very much into sports.

I don’t see what the big deal about photography is.

Or fashion design.

I don’t really appreciate art that much.

Horror movies are my favorite.

I don’t care if people cut in line in front of me.

I don’t even remember the last time I put on a piece of jewelry.

My hair is naturally straight.

I have more friends online than I do in real life.

My siblings are all older than I am.

My significant other is older than I am.

I curse in almost every sentence I speak.

I get straight A’s in exams.

I don’t know how to play any instrument.

I only know how to speak one language.

I don’t have my own personal blog.

I’m allergic to something.

I’ve been stung by a bee at least once in my life.

This is the last survey I’m doing today.

I have seen someone propose in public before.

And they got rejected, poor bloke.

I wonder if I will ever get proposed in public.

Heck I don’t even know if I’ll ever get married.

I know what a sake bomb is.

I’ve tried it before.

I’ve watched ‘Paris Hilton’s My New BFF’.

I think Paris Hilton is a brainless bitch.

I celebrate Chinese New Year.

I’m not Chinese or a tiny bit Asian at all. (I’m very White.)

I have a step-sibling.

I have a weak tolerance of alcohol.

Are you kidding me? I can drink all night long!

I want a new cell phone.

I have my own bathroom.

I sleep on a single sized bed.

Nah, I have a King/Queen size bed!

I think one night stands are no biggie.

I’ve been on a helicopter before.

I’m actually afraid of heights.

My date rented a limo to take me to prom.

Pfft, I wish I had a date.

I haven’t had my prom yet.

I like clicking on advertisements.

Pop-up ads are so old school.

I recently took a bath.

I never bother, I just take showers.

My Christmas holidays were the bomb!

Ugh, mine sucked like hell.

I’d love to go to Japan one day. (Went there. More than once.)

I’ve seen a ghost before.

I can write lyrics!

I can, but I’m not very good at it.

I would like to become a musician one day.

I love finding things in sofa cracks.

Black people can sing really well.

So can Filipinos!

Really, anyone with talent can do that.

I know someone that’s trying very hard to fit in a stereotype.

Every cup of water I drink equals to a trip to the toilet.

I recently received my exam results.

They were quite good!

Nope, failed it all. D:

It’s my boyfriend’s birthday today.

He never gives me gifts.

He buries me with them.

I wish I had a boyfriend that actually spends money on me!

I love him very much.

The Beatles rock my world.

Actually, a lot of classic rock bands rock my world.

It takes me a really long while to get to sleep.

I’m a personality quiz fiend.

I am and have always been a night owl.

I love reading Sarah Dessen books.

My earphones are in my ears practically 24/7.

I am an only child and that’s not because of any death.

I hate school and everything else connected to it.

I’ve never been in any romantic relationship.

I have a lot of favorite names.

And I plan to use those names on my kids.

I’m reading a comic book right now.

I’m listening to music right now.

I memorize lyrics really easily.

But memorizing stuff for school isn’t always as easy.

Math is my worst enemy.

I love bolding surveys. Nice and easy.

I pick Guitar Hero over Rock Band.

I’m afraid of heights.

And spiders.

Actually any disgusting insect.

I really don’t mind being all alone.

I talk to myself.

My favorite animal: zebras.

I know that there’s such a thing as a Supersaurus.

Dinosaurs fascinate me.

English class is love.

I know how to make layouts...


Happy Belated Birthday? Part 2 [
Posted on February 28, 2009 @ 11:00 pm
]
[ mood | OMG. APPS! ]
[ music | Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall ]

Well, this is sorta even more late than the one before. Hehe.

So, here's the deal for the Friday of that week, which was, sorta, in a way, the second twist for my 16th birthday.

So, the week was used to build up the shiz behind the (F) word concert, which was after the classes that day. So, for that week, we put up the posters and shiz for the concert. Sometime that week, during one of those times when we were putting up the posters, something, uh, horrible happened. Really really horrible. So horrible, that I wouldn't even tell you about it. I'll just say it will crack you up.

Also, I was assigned the task of making the concert posters for the thing. Thanks and hugs for Adie for the thinggus and printing our shit. Joker will handle our finances to pay for it. Loves.

So, that Friday, before going to the concert, I went and looked around SM North to comfort me a bit. You know, go window shoppers mode. Bought something to make me feel even better. Then it was time to go to the (F) word concert. At Bantayog. Which practically became AKSIS's off-campus HQ. I mean, seriously. We'v used the damn place twice for the two years we've been alive. That's WOW.

Anyway, I went to Pisay first to check on the posters that we were supposed to use to decorate the place. When I got there, i noticed that the 4 front posters were still there; they were supposed to be there as well. At least the (F) word posters weren't there, which means they were in Bantayog already.

I walked (yes, you read right, WALKED) towards Bantayog with Luna and Nixxx and Gino and the other guys. They were gonna play as a band (K band). Along the way, they were discussing how to properly tell the audience that they will not play any instruments AND not seem unprepared. Heh. I just told them that they can do it and that they should rock in Bantayog any way they want to, with or without instruments. ALSO, along the way, Joker/Pau (who cares, same size anyway) called me to tell me to buy water and shiz for the AKSIS people and others who were there. I was already tired from walking (well, not really, just a bit lang) and I didn't know a store on the way. I don't know what happened on the other line, but the call ended with a very public FUCK YOU on my side of the line, and in front of the streetwalkers with us. The guys who were with me just applauded and stuff. Heh.

So, at Bantayog, I got some wording from Joker and Pau about the incident, but I just waved it off and went to MY task at hand; decorating the bare Bantayog. We were still sorta mad/angry at each other for the phone thing, so I sorta did the decorating thing without them, just to spite them. It is my task, after all.

I decide to place the posters on the two main trees on the entrance to the "Open-Air" stage we had at the field in the Bantayog. Of course, I had there my AKSIS assistant of the year, Marz (sorry Marz, pero you kinda are, practically. hehe.) and three people to do the work for me (hehe.): John-John (go monkey!), Franco (who called upon the spirits to calm the tree people), and Esguerra (who was the only one tall enough to do the tying). After that, we were able to enjoy the rest of the concert. Well, of course, not without Joker criticizing my work. Heh.

But of course, as the nature of our friendship is, Joekr and I soon calmed down a bit and became amicable. I asked him if I could text my dad to tell him that I would be coming home late (from the concert). And I thought I'd be staying with AKSIS for the rest of the night, just under the sky and the moon, the wild sounds of the city night just surrounding us, just as our rock bands try to block out the noise with their own. (Naks, poetic.) That is, until my dad replied. That we had a family dinner. That night. Of course I couldn't say no.

So, my dad and I just texted back and forth for the few first parts of the concert. Until he stopped replying. Which was about duringthe start of the Rendrops part. So, I just decided to give back to Joker the phone and stopped texting "Mr. Estrada" (which was how my dad's number was named in his phone. can you believe it? my dad, on Joker's phone. heh.) and enjoyed the rest of the concert.

Then I got worried. My dad didn't text back, and part one was about to end. So, I walked around for a while, checking if he came down there to pick me up or something. Then, after a few more moments of hanging around, I did what a good boy would do; go home. So, I went outside Bantayog, and , luckily, in the seemingly traffic spot in front of Bantayog was an empty taxi, stuck there in traffic. And so, I got home.

And when I got home, my dad told me that he wasn't able to reply back because he exercised. And that we won't be leaving for at least 45 minutes. Damn. Imagine all the things I could have seen in Bantayoby that time. Oh well.

ANd so, we went to my tita's house from a taxi. We rang the doorbell, my tita comes out to open the gate and welcomes us in. She asks about where I cam from, and asked about the concert. And we walked along and enetered the house. And then I see...

Will Be Updated. Srsly.



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