Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Breakdown
I can see them through the big glass window in our library. The kids wearing black, or at least, shades of it- wearing purchased costumes or badly inprovised ones by their equally eager beaver parents- wearing thick white powder, or blood red lipstick on their faces. They're all trick or treaters with a variety of bags to place their candies in.
And this year, I'm not one of them.
Putangineh bigyan niyo nga ako ng costume. GUSTO KO TALAGA PUTEK.
killed a random reader @ 1:36 PM
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Globetrekker (NOT)
GUH.
I'm in Hong Kong Schmong Kong right now. My mom brought us to this trade fair thingo, which turned out to be SO SO SO fun. We got a lot of free stuff haha! Plus Im with my cousin. And there's free internet! So now I'm typing this. Hah. Yea.
OMGEH Bene's debut last night was so frekken fen. Okay, details some other day, pictures, I have yet to steal. I have to goooo schmoooo though! My feet freakin hurts. I think my legs are gonna fall out any minute now. PROSTHETICS NOW! Not.
NEWSFLASH: I already know how to solve the Rubik's Cube. Funfreakingtastic. Loveitloveitloveit. BOOYEA!
Okay so that's it. A worthless post to annoy you.
Bye loves.
killed a random reader @ 10:29 AM
Friday, October 26, 2007
So not me
OMG why am I doing this? I am officially turning into a haliparot malandi slut whore bitch, yes? Gah. This is so NOT me. I should be tibo tibo, right? But heck, it's what you call "getting the message across" (wink wink with much sarcasm).
Yes.
Please don't question me for answering this. Or condemn me. Or anything like that.
Do I want "my" guy (OMG that sounds so sluty and possessive) to be...
1. Suplado: YES! But only at first, because I like stuff like that. Then he should be surprisingly sweet in a non-awkward way. Yes.
2. Mr. Shades: No please. Repapeep? No tenkkks.
3. Bad boy: GUH. I repeat, NO.
4. Masculado: Err, doesn't really matter (GAYOT! Not)
5. Guys who give flowers: ChocolateSSSS nalang, puhless.
6. Smiling face: Sureness.
7. Hiphop: OMG PLEASE BANISH THEM FROM THE FACE OF THE EARTH.
8. Guys who ask permission before courting: A must, but I'm not up for courting yet, no no no.
9. Has earring/s: GRAR. Stud's the limit.
10. Used to chew bubblegum: Uh, I guess? As long as he doesn't do it in a gross way.
11. Long-hair: I'd rather not let him have that.
12. Bald: Uh, not a fan.
13. Antipatiko: PWEDE! Again, at first. He should ALWAYS redeem himself to me.
14. Torpe: Yeah, sure. Just not over. I hate rushers.
15. Computer-games addict: NO NO NO NO NO. OMG NO TALAGA. Lalo na online gaming. DIE YOU FOOLS, DIE!!!!!
Well, unless Sims yung game. =))
16. Basketball player: GEH. UUUY sino kaya yung basketball player :> Inside joke, people.
17. Mr. Count-my-ex's-till-you-drop: No. What a fool.
18. Mestizo: Yuppo!
19. Guys who sing well: YES YES YES PLEASE!
20. Quiet/tame: Uh, not a fan. HELLO sinong kakausapin ko?
21. Cumlaude: GAH! Marreh meh. JOKE.
22. Formal: Ooh, chah-ming, me ladies.
23. Friendly: D-OH.
24. Mr. I have an opinion about anything: Uh, just don't be annoying.
25. Motorcycle guy: NO. Poor ba siya, walang car? =)) Joke, sorry.
26. Rocker: Uh, wag sobra please. Ang turn-off minsan e.
27. Skate boarder: Wag lang in a squatter way :))
28. Alaskador (prankster): Ish.
29. Flirt: One word: DIE.
30. Mr. Campus Crush: GAH!
31. Bigotilyo: Two words: DIE AGAIN. Especially if yung baby whatever, yung subtle bigotes. OMG PLEASE KILL ME.
32. Painter: GAH!!!
33. Galante: All boys should be THIS.
34. Poet: Oh please.
35. Maporma: Sure.
36. Talks Too Much: He shouldn't talk as much as I do.
37. Soccer Hottie: ALL SOCCER PLAYERS ARE HOT. In my opinion, okay, wag na kumontra.
38. Anti-Christ: NEVER IN MY LIFE.
39. Mama's Boy: Yes! Sensitive boooy!
40. Hangs Out With His Friends A Lot: Wag kang uminom, please. Contain youself! Alcohol is BAD! =))
41. Mysterious Guy: Spontaneous guy.
42. Cute Idiot: Not an idiot-idiot, please. Haha.
43. Guitarist: Ayos lang? Pero mas cool kapag brass instrumentalist! Just not a trombone.
44. Wide Vocabulary Guy: Yuppo. Just don't be a know-it-all, putengineh.
45. Loves you: DUH. Will you ever be with a guy who doesn't? If yes, then that's a mistake, mateys.
YEA.
My ego has just self-destructed.
killed a random reader @ 8:31 PM
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Doom and Delight
So my class schedule sort of sucks but not really, but I still got the subjects I wanted so I guess that's fine. But the process, oh my God, the process of the enlistment was grueling beyond belief. As my previous blog entry (if you do read my entries) might have informed you, my DSL was and used to be (glad THAT'S over) busted for five days. And surprise surprise, enlistment time came and they still haven't fixed it. So what I do is, I rush to this internet shop (thank God they've opened one just one block away) and I enlist there. But gah, it was so full of online gamers which I feel strongly but unexpicably negative about (sorry people, nothing personal, it's just...yeah. I can't explain it.) so I go and enlist. And curse when the incredibly sluggish loading annoyed me. But, I still got the ones I wanted so here:
For PE, I'm Section M for SOCCER, baybeh. 10:00 to 11:00, T-TH
So yea, I don't know a thing about soccer, so sue me.
For Nat Sci, I got ES 10 Section E! Same sched as last sem, 10:30 to 11:30 M-W-F and for lab, well, nobody really cares about lab anyway.
The only sucky thing is that my math, instead of last sem's 12:00 to 1:30, gets moved to... dumdumdum! 3:00 to 4:30. I MEAN, COME ON. Math sucks enough already. The schedule need not follow its example. So after Fil, I'll be rushing back to SEC for math. But the good thing is, Majoe and I are together! Last sem we weren't, so guuuh. I don't know who else got the same math section from our block, but I'm pretty sure amost all (if not all) Math 12s are together. Or not.
So that's it. No more interesting stories after that. I just felt like I had to post that. It's Bea Bene's debut tehmerrew. OMG which reminds me of something that I shall not tell you :)) ANYWAY.
Nicole's debut was a buh-last. My pictures are all CRAP-O so I'm still thinking if I should upload them.
Much love. Or not.
killed a random reader @ 5:11 PM
Internet Schminternet
I've written this while I was deprived of civilization. Postiiing!
My DSL has been down for five days, it's the second week of sembreak and I'm sitting in front of my computer right now, typing at TextEdit (for I can't even read the Yahoo Entertainment articles for today), wondering how the fcuk am I going to survive this predicament.
When I have time offs from school, it only means one thing: INTERNET TIME.
Sure, there are books to read and DVDs to watch, clothes to pack and luggage dust to, well, unpack, but the internet is really the sole source of ultimate satisfaction that can provide you with all of these. There are ebooks that you can purchase (or download illegally, if you're too cheap to pay like, 10 bucks for a stupid, typed manuscript), there's YouTube, God's gift to mankind, and all other movie links out there so you can watch X rated films at the comfort of your own cushioned computer chair, and, believe it or not, websites that offer packing services for your vacation trips, if you're too rich and too lazy to do your own packing.
Indeed, the internet is the way, the truth and the life. No, I am not condemning Jesus in any way, for I love him, and I'm sure he's so much better than the internet, which is already one of the best things in the world, at least for me. But yes, the internet is just one of those things I can't manage to be without. I read gossip through internet, I download illegal shit through internet, I amuse myself by watching other people's idocies through the internet, and well, that's what pleases me. I guess it is true, the saying: God giveth, God takes away. Or taketh. I don't really know, and frankly, I don't really care.
In the meantime, with the absence of loverly internet, I feel very disappointed. I mean, come on, it's sembreak, and sembreak is good, no matter how bored you seem to be. Sembreak means "away from school and anything related to it" and it calls for doing stuff that is productive, worthwhile and, well, worthwhile, and barabing-barabung, I'm not doing anything. I obviously try to preoccupy myself, as if to convince my subconscious that I don't really need internet to find something advantageous to do. So I arrange my files, create unnecessary folders, watch a few DVDs, catch up with my discontinuous Fushigi Yuugi marathon, stare at my books, pick up something to read, bring it back on the shelf, rearrange my files, stare at my dresser, mentally think of what to pack for vacation, reject the idea of packing anytime soon altogether, re-rearrange my files and maybe type up something in TextEdit like this measly and pathetic blog entry only because the internet has been fcuking down for five fcuking days.
This is making me crazy and those PLDT guys better call me NOW with the godly news because I already feel cheap.
No seriously.
killed a random reader @ 12:05 PM
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Not Enough: A Poem
Maybe, to write about you is not enough.
How else could I write about you
Without missing anything at all?
How else can I describe all the things that I know
With mere words that are forgotten once they fade away
Perhaps, writing is not enough.
And to write about you is not enough
But I know you're enough.
Only we know that we aren't.
ZOMG. Haha. I've written this before before before. Just posting it now now now. Gah, I know there's nothing poetic about it at all, but there you go. I just typed as I was thinking the ideas up in my head, so there was really no editing. Raw ideas, people.
killed a random reader @ 8:43 AM
Friday, October 19, 2007
bloggerdom
Hey hey schmay today. (?)
Okay, I've just cross-posted all my BLOGGER stuff (from http://reesevstheworld.blogspot.com) to HERE, my Multeefleey site, so you can, well, I don't know, read them or something?
Or not.
I'm not really asking you to, since there's quite A LOT of stuff, and I'm terribly sorry for flooding your Multiply page with my updates AGAIN.
Gotta love it, still.
Read them, if you like, and make me happy.
They're all crazy shit anyway, so you probably won't be bored.
Loff all around!
Cheers.
Devious and Twisted,
Therese
killed a random reader @ 6:37 AM
Thursday, October 11, 2007
GAH!
MY SUPER FABULOUS, FIRST-TIME-NA-MAHABA-ANG-SEMBREAK-KO TO DO LIST:
Watch:
Gossip Girl
The Simpsons Season 3 to Infinitay
Kid Nation (sorry, but I LIKE it)
YouTube (more and moooore)
Read:
Prep
Adrian Mole (3 books)
Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim
The Truth About Diamonds (sorry, I'm such a, GAH)
Write:
THE *Ladidahcensorshipladidah*Chronicles (Blehblahboooo. Bobody knows this except Meghan Schmeghan, me cousin of loff.)
The super duper extra special schmecial letter to... *bleepdadeepcensorshipdadeep*
More Quirky Quotes.
More emo slash spontaneous slash whetthefeeeeerck stuff.
More poems.
More songs. (YEHEEES. [right.])
More stories.
More dreams.
More insults.
More ABC's. (Only I know about this ;) )
Start:
Losing FREAKING leg weight. Or weight in general.
Laughing at yearbook write-ups.
Posting more Multiply albums.
Completing iTunes Album Art.
Finding a TREASURE for Bearoooose.
Go:
To Nicoley Pigeonholey's Orangey debut bash.
To Bea Bene's Heaven and Hell debut.
Bonifacio High- MUST MUST MUST.
HongKongeeeers.
Have:
MY FREAKING 17th BIRTHDAY (On the 16th of October, SO GREET ME because I know you care.)
My SUPER KADUPER Andrea-and-Patty ONLY sleepovah! (EHMAGAAAAAH I am so excited)
Jam time with Majoe, Gelabeefoe, Nicoley, and, sige na nga, Jecho. =))
Swimming Wimming with Majoe, Gelabeefoe, Bene, and whoeveeer!
Hot-tubbingi with me sistah and mumsy.
More books.
More cash.
More books.
Kirk Long??? =)) (I loff you, chocoholics!)
More loooove.
More LUURVE.
Drink:
MORE WATER. (No seriously.)
Be:
Old.
Bold.
Bitchy.
Fabulous.
SO YES. Watch me tick these ALL off.
Cheers, loveys.
Twisted and Devious,
Therese
killed a random reader @ 11:01 PM
Thursday, October 04, 2007
homay
PUTANGINEH TALO ANG UE?
Puta.
Kung ako yung coach nila, magbibigti ako.
Garr La Salle.
...
...
...
Hindi ako natutuwa.
(Sorry DLSU people! :D As Kokoy said, we're genetically programmed to hate your wins. NOTHING PERSONAL, it's just basketball bitterness, seriously.)
Congrats nalang?
killed a random reader @ 5:45 PM
footengineh
Footangineeeh.
Tomorrow is free cut day, so I'm not going to school! *rejoices*
Victory dance.
BUT BUT BUT!
THINGS TO DO/FINISH (I doubt) FOR TOMORROW:
- Start on the freaking ENGLISH PAPER due on Friday
- Study for MATH 'cause I'm zis close to failing
- Get The Woman Who Had Two Navels freaking OVER AND DONE WITH, please?
- Read shitty yearbook write-ups in Profile '07 (leisure time!)
- Think of things to do for glorious SEMBREAK!
GYAAAAH.
I cannot wait 'till it's all (temporarily) over.
GRAH.
P.S. JECH IS THE ENEMY OF TODAY. He is evil, sneaky, and evil.
But he taught us math, so I'm supposed to forgive him. BUT NO!
Mj, right? Do we fergive Jech?
CBF?
GRSHK.
;)
[EDIT] : To add to To-Do's. MEMORIZE THE FREAKING VIOLIN PIECE FOR THE ASSESMENT ON SATURDAY! Putengineeeh. I don't know A THING, kahit bowing di ko memorize. Putnaaam. Grshkkk.
- Get Romulus da Grayt tickets and companion. PUTEK mag-isa lang akong manonood.
killed a random reader @ 5:44 PM
yearbook schmearbook
PROFILE '07
CAN I JUST SAY?
- I look fugly in my graduation picture. I mean, seriously fugly.
- I am very very partial to the yearbook layout (good job with the intro and ending parts!) HOWEVAH, the paper quality kills me. Seriously. But, tis okay!
- It is only now that I've realized, I should've submitted the OTHER creative shot in the yearbook (the mistake one). HAHA, but still, 'tis okay.
- I noticed there weren't any individual achievements beside the write-up or below the name. I guess the profile staff decided that Kim Garcia had WAY too many awards to be printed out. Not only does it take more than half the length of her write-up, but people might start feeling a wee bit insecure. Plus, parents might go complaining and condemning their children.
- GRR, I wish the class intros were colored too. Lalo na yung Rainbow High thing of Pananagutan. Shizzaaaaym. Grshk.
AND...
There's a typo in my write-up. FYI, I will put a STOP to the uniformity and dullness of this same-same world, not put a SPOT, thankyouverymuch.
SO YES. That's it. HAHA.
P.S. Check out the newly put up Musical Madness thing on the homepage. I've uploaded a music clip there, and I will be uploading more self-recordings, if my ego calls for it. LOVEYOUS!Labels: profile, yearbook
killed a random reader @ 5:43 PM
belief
A weird poem. the idea just came to me while watching TV, and I tried writing. The rhyming is shit, but, there. Haha. I hope somebody does get it. It's kind of ambiguous :D Enjoy!
Belief
A boy I loved once told me
That he can see a flag up there
Stuck on the moon made of green cheese
Under the night sky that we share
With the scent of the grass, he told me
"I see the stripes among the stars"
And I searched the moon in vain
But all I could see were crater scars
I asked him "Where?", and he pointed up
To the heavens, as we lay
But I couldn't see a flag because
The moon was as clear as day
So I cried through the night as he held my hand
He whispered, "It's okay"
"Just close your eyes and believe in me
For you're wIth me today"
"And if you see naught but the moon
This is my solemn oath
Stop your tears, I see the flag
I'll remember it for us both"
And I believed him, yes, I believed him
I closed my eyes, and then I knew
That one last look, it told me
That what he said was true
For there was one single speck of red
Among the universe of blue
One single speck of truth
Among the universe of blueLabels: poem
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