DILLEMA
I am invited to over three debut parties this vacation, to Jhaycee’s, Fhau’s and then to Maila’s…
Last Friday was jhaycee’s party. It was ok, meaning that, it’s just ok, nothing much! Overly stated and all! I mean everything is fine except for the fact that it seems that the whole thing is not intimate as expected! Meaning, I felt no warmth in the whole party. I really have no idea what is going on behind the whole affair, making me a useless friend! Yeah, it’s seems a little awkward and all. I’m really in no position to say this, but Jhaycee needs more than just a party, that’s all. How I wish I could talk to her more. Anyways, I am going to see her in Fhau’s party and I am having this vibe that it is going to be a whole lot of FUN!!! And I meanF.U.N.! Definitely not your usual, average debut, it is going to be a blast that is for sure! But for the meantime I have to sell some books and newspapers just to afford a decent gift for her… hahaha… I mean my gift to jhaycee is really rocking! (Pearl necklace) it was my tita’s but she said I could give it away since we have a bunch stored in our room! (The one that you can see muslims sell in Quiapo. It is less expensive and besides I am the one that has to make it into a jewelry because it is sold in bundles and plain strings.) I am thinking of making myself into a human glow in the dark!!! (sabi ni Fhau eh! the theme is Whimsical) Hahaha… not sure what to accessories my dress since I am going to wear the same outfit that I wore last Friday… it is hectic and still I am bored in between!
I am going to call Ate Hannah, I have to learn the violin fast. It is for free, expect for the violin itself. Let’s see if I still have that certain touch when it comes to musical instruments.
I am currently reading the untouched selections in our lit copies… I need more stories to fill in my schedule…
Bored, not so, I think.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
yaddie yaddie yadda!
yaddie yaddie yadda!
Im completely feeling blue… im lost without you… I don’t know what to do… sweet love without you.
It is just one of the many songs my lolo loves to sing! (LUVULO’)
The one that opened my mind into the liking of the smell of the beer! And who told you that small boys are the only ones that think about that!
No, my entry is not at any extent related to that. Or maybe the first line! Gosh! What the hell is wrong??? Why do I have to refresh the sites all the time! (yahoo mail, blogsss)
Ok, I basically forgot almost everything that happened to me this holy week or things that did not at all occur! So, here it goes a sudden gosh of memory!
Im completely feeling blue… im lost without you… I don’t know what to do… sweet love without you.
It is just one of the many songs my lolo loves to sing! (LUVULO’)
The one that opened my mind into the liking of the smell of the beer! And who told you that small boys are the only ones that think about that!
No, my entry is not at any extent related to that. Or maybe the first line! Gosh! What the hell is wrong??? Why do I have to refresh the sites all the time! (yahoo mail, blogsss)
Ok, I basically forgot almost everything that happened to me this holy week or things that did not at all occur! So, here it goes a sudden gosh of memory!
Abstinence is good! But the thing is, I found out that when you try to impede the loving, it would only lead to finding another outlet!!! I stopped eating meat last Wednesday! Yes, I successfully did, however due to certain balikbayan-stuff I convert myself into a living chocomaniac! I ate chocolate cookies with white chocolate chips and choco coated biscuits on breakfast, I ate bread with choco-orange spread for snacks, plus MILO, then chocolate barssssssssssssss on the side after dinner! I don’t know if I’m gaining tons right now, well I stopped last Sunday anyways so what the heck! La na Chocolate e! it’s in my system and already digested well. Maybe that’s the reason I’m blue. No more choco…
Im reading a book about a sixteen year old schizo girl, I never promised you a rose garden. Hell, it is exciting! Hehe…
I just finished The Divine Secrets of Yaya Sisterhood last week, it is heart-warming…
I bet it is way better than the flick version, as always!
What to do when you are bored: well this is the top ten during the Morning Rush (rx 93.1) If you don’t know this program then maybe you need to explore more on your radio frequency. It’s a show hosted by chico and delamar and yes, it’s a morning show that starts at 6 to 9:00am!
Well, I am having my own version!
- Open your radio, listen non-stop!
- Do not splurge on your usual radio program
- Listen to Magic 98.9 around 10 to 12:00pm! Mo twister is hilarious! Mojo jojo is so GAYYYYYYYYY! My brokeback fellow!
- Listen to NU 107, if you are feeling that angst!
- Interact, request, greet, even if it means you have to sacrifice P2.50 on every SMS
- Eat then, blog until you drop!
- one entry (morning rush) suggest that you think of the time when you get all the money you want! dude, this is exactly what i do every single day! condo, cars, palawan mansion(OC style), real estates! or maybe I will be a filthy rich Hollywood star turned rockstar (drummer) due to well, what else but boredom in paparazzi and cheap acting!
- google your crushes!!!
I just watched Ice Age: The Meltdown yesterday! Thanks for the free movie, large fries and ice tea FHAU! Haha… pre-debut??? Damn, it is so nice to have friends that always have that extra money! And to the free ride na rin!
Cannot wait for the parties I’m attending to.
* yahoomail still hungs up!!!!! darn this things!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
APRIL 2, 2006:
Last night, I was contemplating on how fascinating my dreams could get that it actually foresee things that is bound to happen. It was in the middle of summer 2003 when I had this dream about a few bitchy classmates of mine that seems to piss me off in front of my crush in the midst of a Eucharistic ceremony in UST Chapel. They were at the back, standing and staring at me as I enter the chapel, anticipated my arrival and armed themselves with all the teasing they had muster all their lives. And there, they go lambasting my whole moral with their sassy looks and evil words. I swear, if I could just swear in front of God. Well, here goes the weird part. I saw a grade school batch mate; we are not friends or anything like that, we do talk for formality sake, but that’s it. She just appeared and what do you know, she saves me from those demonic bitches. How she did it I do not know. After a year, she became my classmate, cheatmate, phonemate, secret-keeper, go-home-buddy, since we do ride the same jeepney and one of my best friends! I was remininiscing because she actually asked me to be one of the candles for her début this coming May. Then the second time it happened was when I had a dream about two of my classmate in second year. I was on the rooftop of the high school building eavesdropping on a couple (my two classmates) arguing on something, and as if it’s so automatic that it just slips out of my mouth something like, “Naku, L.Q. na ‘to ah!” The day after that, I told the dream at my girl classmate’s bestfriend, and she goes, “OH MY GOD! Napanaginipan mong sila? Eh, crush nya yun e!” I was clueless. They barely talk so they do not seem to share something like that, a simple crush. And to make things even more wicked is when I found out that later after that year the boy classmate of mine started courting her! They did not end up to each other’s arms though. Well, I guess that explained why they are arguing in my dream. Actually, that is not the end of a series of my ala-Professor-Trelawney’s-prediction. So much for that, well actually I haven’t got that much of a dream these days. I mean they make really no sense at all. A dream of a cuddling moment with my “puppy” doesn’t seems like it’s going to happen anytime soon, but last night I had it. I dreamt that we just received our economics final test result. And guess what I got, 54 over 100! Then I started throwing my things in the air and screaming like hell! I flunk! I AM AN IRREG! I went home, bitter and all, feeling sorry for my never-saved-ass, devastated, cursing and yeah you know when you flunk… or maybe if you haven’t (good for you!) when you get to see student mortified by the last-breathing-most-notorious-professor or over-sized geek tumbling down the stairs, that’s how I looked like. Shame, envelopes the whole me. But, when I woke up, to my surprise I suddenly realized that, that is the exact grade I should have to pass. 54 over 100 means 77% (yeah, I know, ang bobo noh!) anyhow Mrs. Diaz told me that atleast I should have this percentage in my final exam to pass. So, does that mean I did pass? Hay, I don’t know if this dreams of mine could really take me any further. I guess, I just have to pray harder than ever.
and look and behold, i passed! hahaha...
Last night, I was contemplating on how fascinating my dreams could get that it actually foresee things that is bound to happen. It was in the middle of summer 2003 when I had this dream about a few bitchy classmates of mine that seems to piss me off in front of my crush in the midst of a Eucharistic ceremony in UST Chapel. They were at the back, standing and staring at me as I enter the chapel, anticipated my arrival and armed themselves with all the teasing they had muster all their lives. And there, they go lambasting my whole moral with their sassy looks and evil words. I swear, if I could just swear in front of God. Well, here goes the weird part. I saw a grade school batch mate; we are not friends or anything like that, we do talk for formality sake, but that’s it. She just appeared and what do you know, she saves me from those demonic bitches. How she did it I do not know. After a year, she became my classmate, cheatmate, phonemate, secret-keeper, go-home-buddy, since we do ride the same jeepney and one of my best friends! I was remininiscing because she actually asked me to be one of the candles for her début this coming May. Then the second time it happened was when I had a dream about two of my classmate in second year. I was on the rooftop of the high school building eavesdropping on a couple (my two classmates) arguing on something, and as if it’s so automatic that it just slips out of my mouth something like, “Naku, L.Q. na ‘to ah!” The day after that, I told the dream at my girl classmate’s bestfriend, and she goes, “OH MY GOD! Napanaginipan mong sila? Eh, crush nya yun e!” I was clueless. They barely talk so they do not seem to share something like that, a simple crush. And to make things even more wicked is when I found out that later after that year the boy classmate of mine started courting her! They did not end up to each other’s arms though. Well, I guess that explained why they are arguing in my dream. Actually, that is not the end of a series of my ala-Professor-Trelawney’s-prediction. So much for that, well actually I haven’t got that much of a dream these days. I mean they make really no sense at all. A dream of a cuddling moment with my “puppy” doesn’t seems like it’s going to happen anytime soon, but last night I had it. I dreamt that we just received our economics final test result. And guess what I got, 54 over 100! Then I started throwing my things in the air and screaming like hell! I flunk! I AM AN IRREG! I went home, bitter and all, feeling sorry for my never-saved-ass, devastated, cursing and yeah you know when you flunk… or maybe if you haven’t (good for you!) when you get to see student mortified by the last-breathing-most-notorious-professor or over-sized geek tumbling down the stairs, that’s how I looked like. Shame, envelopes the whole me. But, when I woke up, to my surprise I suddenly realized that, that is the exact grade I should have to pass. 54 over 100 means 77% (yeah, I know, ang bobo noh!) anyhow Mrs. Diaz told me that atleast I should have this percentage in my final exam to pass. So, does that mean I did pass? Hay, I don’t know if this dreams of mine could really take me any further. I guess, I just have to pray harder than ever.
and look and behold, i passed! hahaha...
Saturday, April 08, 2006
slow, bastard-creature and the SNOB!
slow, bastard-creature and the SNOB!
Ok, so this whole crap is taking me to heights! The internet seems so slow here… no realllllly slow. I have at least 1000+ messages waiting to be opened or at least be trashed out in my mail box and this damn net connection just keeps on bugging me! Well I guess this spare time is good for me to type in anything that I want in my blog. I cant open the dream entry that I have. Oh this is killing me! I really and badly want to share those weird dreams that I’m having back in high school, but I guess I have to wait and find a better net shop that will supply my needs. Ok, everything is HANGING BIG TIME right now! Not a single window is moving and I cant log in, in blogger. I am bothered but well, it’s all good I miss this thing, typing like nuts, typing like there’s no tomorrow, whatever crosses my mind I just type it in. So, ok that’s why the shop is deserted. Usually at this time of the day it will be jam packed and there is like no stopping anybody in there constant gaming and for some endless waiting. Well, this is a different shop all together alright! Ok, some are just to slow!!! This one is… ok, I’ll just tell you a brute thing my cousin did last night! First of all I’m not sure if he or she, or whatever fucking species he or she belong to, is my cousin! Tita said they are not sure… since his.. (ok stop! I’ll call him “creature”) if the “creature” really is a family… ok, wrong blood related! Family is broad; here we don’t treat each other like that! Sad, well not really, but true! Tita said the “creature’s” mother has tons of men under her skirt that they don’t know if he really is related to us! It’s about 11:30 pm, I think, since it’s my night shower escapade. I heard some banging on our gate and guess what it’s the “CREATURE”. IT started howling like mad dog and endlessly bangs our gate! Suddenly I felt Tita Myrna moving across the second floor and looks out the window. And behold what the goddamn creep yells. “Tita Myrna? Nandyan ba si Tita Ave? Paki sabi PUTANGINA niya! Wag syang pakita sa akin!!! Tita Myrna sabihin mo!” the guts to call them "Tita"! Wow, the moment I hear this, I felt like bulging out the house and give him or “creature” a beating! I'll be the famous GAY BASHER in our block or in the even in the whole Sampaloc! My heart beat races like wild horses on the loose; I do not know what to do! I don’t give a fucking care if they’ll make fun of me and say “Sa ust pa naman nag-aral!” believe me this situation needs no cultured system! They do not have the capacity to grasp a whole new idea called MANNERS and CIVILIZATION! Sir Melvin told us before that if you’re talking make sure you’ll be understand by our listeners! Oh, no they need no words! They need beating believe me! I know this junk and his like. They act like they own the whole block flirting with every bastard looking guy that is foolish enough to hook with them! If my grandfather is alive I’m sure he’s dead by now. Literally! Now it’s so vivid that they wont allow me to mingle with this people. Now, I understand why I feel so bad when I’m with them. I mean, bad in a way that I feel superior and all! Believe me they do not have manners! Ok, so what if they belong to a broken family? I don’t have a fucking mother and father to look after me either! They are not the role model that they should be and I know that ever since I laid eyes on them. But I AM Fine! And what the fuck is wrong with them? They may be calling us arrogant but I tell you I rather be like that than be useless. They are bums and fucking shits! Yes, they are! If they do that to me I’ll smile and go lambasting every muscle existing in their body! If I have to break some bones I will, and God spare them for I will never know what I’ll do next! I don’t asked my Tita Ave want is that all about I’m in no mood to hear whatever it is! I will never ask, I will remain as ever stoic about it. If I see that bastard-creature I’ll act the usual way. SNOB.
p.s. do not try pissing me off! I've been waiting for a time that i'll get to work my muscles out. and if you happen to be that non-luck creature i tell you back off if you do not want to die. Literally.
Ok, so this whole crap is taking me to heights! The internet seems so slow here… no realllllly slow. I have at least 1000+ messages waiting to be opened or at least be trashed out in my mail box and this damn net connection just keeps on bugging me! Well I guess this spare time is good for me to type in anything that I want in my blog. I cant open the dream entry that I have. Oh this is killing me! I really and badly want to share those weird dreams that I’m having back in high school, but I guess I have to wait and find a better net shop that will supply my needs. Ok, everything is HANGING BIG TIME right now! Not a single window is moving and I cant log in, in blogger. I am bothered but well, it’s all good I miss this thing, typing like nuts, typing like there’s no tomorrow, whatever crosses my mind I just type it in. So, ok that’s why the shop is deserted. Usually at this time of the day it will be jam packed and there is like no stopping anybody in there constant gaming and for some endless waiting. Well, this is a different shop all together alright! Ok, some are just to slow!!! This one is… ok, I’ll just tell you a brute thing my cousin did last night! First of all I’m not sure if he or she, or whatever fucking species he or she belong to, is my cousin! Tita said they are not sure… since his.. (ok stop! I’ll call him “creature”) if the “creature” really is a family… ok, wrong blood related! Family is broad; here we don’t treat each other like that! Sad, well not really, but true! Tita said the “creature’s” mother has tons of men under her skirt that they don’t know if he really is related to us! It’s about 11:30 pm, I think, since it’s my night shower escapade. I heard some banging on our gate and guess what it’s the “CREATURE”. IT started howling like mad dog and endlessly bangs our gate! Suddenly I felt Tita Myrna moving across the second floor and looks out the window. And behold what the goddamn creep yells. “Tita Myrna? Nandyan ba si Tita Ave? Paki sabi PUTANGINA niya! Wag syang pakita sa akin!!! Tita Myrna sabihin mo!” the guts to call them "Tita"! Wow, the moment I hear this, I felt like bulging out the house and give him or “creature” a beating! I'll be the famous GAY BASHER in our block or in the even in the whole Sampaloc! My heart beat races like wild horses on the loose; I do not know what to do! I don’t give a fucking care if they’ll make fun of me and say “Sa ust pa naman nag-aral!” believe me this situation needs no cultured system! They do not have the capacity to grasp a whole new idea called MANNERS and CIVILIZATION! Sir Melvin told us before that if you’re talking make sure you’ll be understand by our listeners! Oh, no they need no words! They need beating believe me! I know this junk and his like. They act like they own the whole block flirting with every bastard looking guy that is foolish enough to hook with them! If my grandfather is alive I’m sure he’s dead by now. Literally! Now it’s so vivid that they wont allow me to mingle with this people. Now, I understand why I feel so bad when I’m with them. I mean, bad in a way that I feel superior and all! Believe me they do not have manners! Ok, so what if they belong to a broken family? I don’t have a fucking mother and father to look after me either! They are not the role model that they should be and I know that ever since I laid eyes on them. But I AM Fine! And what the fuck is wrong with them? They may be calling us arrogant but I tell you I rather be like that than be useless. They are bums and fucking shits! Yes, they are! If they do that to me I’ll smile and go lambasting every muscle existing in their body! If I have to break some bones I will, and God spare them for I will never know what I’ll do next! I don’t asked my Tita Ave want is that all about I’m in no mood to hear whatever it is! I will never ask, I will remain as ever stoic about it. If I see that bastard-creature I’ll act the usual way. SNOB.
p.s. do not try pissing me off! I've been waiting for a time that i'll get to work my muscles out. and if you happen to be that non-luck creature i tell you back off if you do not want to die. Literally.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
grr.
i was about to post something about my dreams and how it came to life, but guess what? The diskette that have my entry wont open. So wait na lang for it and my visions... hehe.
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