Thursday, November 29, 2007
Starstruck
Elena's deboootieeee.
I didn't get t take any pictures, grar! 'Cause... XEL wasn't around for me to camwhore with. GRARSH. Haha but I don't blame Xel. :D
GAH SHAOLIN BUTIKI FAILED ME! He didn't come. OHMYGAAH! But fine. HIS LOSS damniiiit. HAHA. My table was with the basketball staaaars. There was one horrific baboy among them (guess who nalang), one terribly quiet and one, well, normal. Thank Gooood. Small talk with the normal basketball player. But that was it. Haha. Tatlo lang, wala pa si Kirk Long, langya. :)) OHWELL life has to suck.
ELENA looked lovely! YEEHEE. But she was still so shyyy. Haha yuck nastarstruck ako sa Chicosci. HAHA. Yung hair ni Migs, yun yung tipong type ni Jech. (Baka labasan). HAHA. ;)
I met new friends! Well, I met Elena's best friend and Elena's cousin. YAY. Un-lonely me. :D I got to take home a mini cake. Lovely lovely cake, by the way. ;)
'Twas really fun, Elena. Hope you had fun! It was too bad about the Trillanes shit, but I'm glad people really did try to come. Too bad for both of us lang, if you get what I mean, but thank you so much for inviting me! Loooves!
Nagulat lang ako sa 18 candles.
Reese: Text text text to Sev and Xel.
Host: Reese Lansangan.
Reese: HUH? AKO? (outloud)
Basketball stars (yes naman): Tingin in surprise
Reese: says something stupid and wrong and bobo.
So yea.
I had to leave early and WALK home with our helpers. Yes. Malapit lang naman e. Reached home to type this. I'm just ultimately relieved I didn't get harassed or anything. YUCK FEELER. Tangina. Must go now.
;)
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Bluetit
Warning: Can only be understood by my ES classmates :D
BLUETIT= some other smaller species.
Sir Araneta was trying so so so hard to avoid saying this, when all BLUETIT means is a bird that is prey to the hawk. Or something. I didn't really pay attention because the BLUETIT was distracting Sev and I.
Nobody laughed with us.
I think everybody else is corny.
Photgraphy talk today. All I can say is- "Putangina, FHM!"
Yea.
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Life of a Schmuck
Why do I have such a pathetic life of watching YouTube all day and fantasizing about John Mayer and his lyrics?
Putangina.
If I weren't such a sucker for you.
GAH.
killed a random reader @ 7:55 PM
Moving On (NOT)
No Essence at all today. (YUCK talagang yun yung intro e. Shiiit)
I think I already jinxed it since I was overly happy yesterday. Haha. OHFREAKINGWELL. Moving on.
PE was...grr. I think soccer balls hate me. HAHA I swear. MJ makes it look so easy, it's unfair. I hate her for being some sports expert. And we HAD to be friends. GRR. HAHA. I see her un-struggling with the ball, kicking it and moving it side to side, forward and back, while I'm too busy chasing after the ball I've been forbidden to touch. Gah, it's sad because I really want to do this. HAH. Whatever, I'll practice with some jackstones balls. I think I have a big one somewhere here... =))
We didn't get to read the Jaime Biron Polo Jr. handout for Fi, partly because we did math (MJ almost solved the whole thing for me, becausa YES, she had to be good at math also) and mostly because we didn't have a handout. Haha. MJ's some big worry-wart. HAHA hindi naman tayo pinalabas kanina. BOO. :))
Filipino time. Kami ay nagbasa ng aralin mula sa aseteyt. Mainam na midyum>/b> ito ng pag-aaral. Kung kami'y patuloy na gumamit ng aseteyt sa aming mga aralin, kami aymakakagradweyt. Ako nga pala ay naglaro ng kanina.
Yea, basically, that was our Filipino. I'm starting to really look forward to our Fil classes. Some good thing.
Math, a.k.a the Tata subject (HAHA sorry Tata ;)) GAH, of course I did NOT understand the matrix shit Sir Bugs was explaining, I really didn't. The inverse and the whole connection with the codes and the movie that will "bomb the turtle" really didn't make any sense to me, so whatever. I'm studying tomorrow, after I get through with this shitty Ecological Footprint Calculator for ES lab. GRR! Grr.
So that was school today, pretty much. Essence nowhere to be found, the fuck. Haha. Elena's debut is coming up, some Thursday night. The venue's perfect because I could really just walk home after the event. My village is just THERE. Haha. Ooh, no Shaolin Butiki either. HAHA, ok, losing interest. But no, not really? HAHA. Confused litol girl.
I slept through the whole ride home. I hate the fact that it rains hard only AFTER classes. I mean, I love rain. I think everything is prettier when it's raining. So I would love to be prettier at school, more than anywhere else, really. HAHA WTF?????
I am not making sense, so I should seriously stop this now. Grr. I will not mention Essence for a third time at this post, but I really think I just did. Plus, I know you're annoyed with the senseless code name. BLAME GUIBEE. He started the whole darn thing.
Photography talk tomorrow!
*sing-song* Guess who has a decent cameraaaaaaaaa? *sing-song*
I know for a fuckt, it's NOT ME.
killed a random reader @ 3:28 PM
Monday, November 26, 2007
Essential
YUUUH.
ESSENCE DAY TODAY, OKAY? Booyeaaaaah.
Overall, today is a very happy-happy day. Too many people made me happy today, and here's a pathetic little list of them, since I love them all so much! Oohlah :>
Happy Person # 1: Bea Benedicto
WOOHOO, Bea. Ang galing ng ano mo, photography skills. Ganda ni MJ e. =)) Sa pic na yun, panalo. HAHA. LOVEYOUFOREVER. ;) Tumatactics. ;) Expert ka na ata sa ganyan e. Haha.
Happy Person # 2: Tata Yap
HAHA kinilig tong si Tata e, di ko na sasabihin kung bakit. HAHA (insert disco music) Basta it happened sa third floor of SEC A, where all the magic happens :>
Happy Person # 3: Rian Bautista
ZOMG RIAN! Super bentang bentang BENTA sakin yung ginawa natin kanina. HAHA.
Me: Hindi naman siya suguro titingin sa taas no?
Rian: Oo nga, ang layo e.
Person: TINGIN SA TAAS
Me and Rian: TAGO AND SUPER TAWA.
Love it Rian, LOVE. IT.
Happy Person # 4: Anjo Joaquin
OKAY NA SANA E! Kaso naman, hindi nagsabi beforehand. Di tuloy ako nakadiskarte ng amayos. HAHA NEXT TIME ANJO HA? Next time :> :> :>
Happy Person # 5: Mandee (ohnoes the last name!)
Habang nagdudusa ako sa upuan ko (OHGAAH), I was talking to Mandee about our crazy obsessions. HAHA. Shiiit. But that kept me really sane!
Happy Person # 6: Paolo Abrihan
Dahil... alam mo na yun. HAHAHA. SHH!!!!
Happy Person # 7: NICOLE SEVERINO!
Okay, super nag enjoy kami nito sa mga tactics namin. HAHA. SUPER LOVE THIS DAY WITH NICOLE, AS IN!
Nicole and Reese: Tingin sa likod.
Nicole and Reese: UY PAALIS NA SIYA, DALI!
Nicole and Reese: Walk away quickly, then tawa tawa.
OK kami lang makakagets nito. HAHA.
Happy Person # 8: MJ Gacho
For the PAASA conversation. =)) GRR you always do this to me. HAHA.
OKAY, shempre may sad happenings din.
Sad Happening # 1: Did NOT get to see Shaolin Butiki boy during the "usual" schedule. but I did see him at SEC, with SOME girl. Fcker. Haha but fine, sige na nga, OKAY LANG.
Sad Happening # 2: Beware of the great SNOB! Loser, Sev, pero okay lang, let's give him ONE MORE CHANCE (parang movie lang a. :)))
O ayun lang.
HAHA BASTA. This day.
Okay I must shut up now, I might jinx Mondays na. PAKSHIT.
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Sunday, November 25, 2007
Neil Gaiman, the man
HELLO CIVILIZATION.
Since I had to see Neil Gaiman, and I had no driver today, my helper and I embarked on a smoke-filled journey to fashionable Bonifacio High Street in a not-so-fashionable manner.
We had to take a trike first. The smoke from the trike in front of us almost choked us to death, of course, but we made it alive, so I must thank the driver for not killing us some other time. THEN we had to find this bus to take us to "Guadalupe". Grabe, 20 bucks per person, excuse me. Haha. Sobrang hangin pala sa loob ng bus, over, as in literal. Napamura talaga ako. Haha. I'm glad I wasn't wearing earrings, else it would;ve flown out the window and crunched by a Fortuner tire. Or something.
So we went off in "Guadalupe" where it started to freaking rain. I had my "kaka-commute ko lang" hair and a black umbrella, while my helper had the small Powerpuff one. :)) GAH. We had to cross the other side using the overpass, and had to get a jeep there going to The Fort, but alas, my umbrella was overturned and got ruined. I semi-screamed in panic when that happened. Street kids laughed at me endlessly. Tangina yan.
We got in the jeep. The right one, thank God. Since it was raining, there were plastic flaps covering the window that might as well have been opaque since I practically couldn't see anything. As expected, we missed the Serendra stop and had to get off someplace inconveniently far from Fully Booked. So we ran and walked and ran again to the right building. I went inside the bookstore with wet feet and mud splats on my legs. Among the dressed up, heel-clad women of the South, I looked like a homeless with Crocs.
Neil Gaiman still wasn't there. I tried to find a copy of Fragile Things, which I originally intended to buy months before but then I got Bohemian Manifesto instead. But freaking fuck, they didn't have a copy anymore. I should've known every other person inside FB was in search for any Gaiman book in hopes of an autograph signing session. Grr.
Instead, I found a perfectly misplaced Good Omens hardbound copy for only 599. GRR! I grabbed it, of course, immediately, seeing there shouldn't be any copies of that left in the store (except for the reserved ones, I've checked with Customer's Service). Got what was left of my week's savings, whipped out my discount card and barabing-baraboom (?), 539 bucks for that. Goody!
Went at the top floor and saw Noel Juan. He was with Paolo daw. We talked briefly, until I went outside to wait for the Gaiman. Some magician (Eric Mana something. Was it Mana?) was going around doing, well, magic. That's when I saw Paolo Juan somewhere being grabbed by the magician for his trick. I didn't see the trick, of course. There were too many eager people pushing themselves everywhere just to get a view of his trick. So okay.
The magic thing lasted too long and therefore I already considered it as a stalling tactic. Neil Gaiman was late. Grar. They said 3:00. It was almost 4 pm.
But, okay, so he came soon after a weird magic trick involving the Mirrormask book. I thought I've just about had enough of his illusions, but Neil Gaiman came with a cardboard at hand. It was some trick he was involved with and I said, "Oh well, fuck it. It's the Gaiman."
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Some fugly picture of him holding up a card. This is only as far as my zoom power of my sucky Cybershot can take me. I am sorry for the ugliness of the picture. I'd hate it myself, if not only for Neil, whom I can now call by his first name.
He started talking and talking, and I kind of felt bad I couldn't write anything good enough to get me to the VIP seats. My back was aching from all the standing up, and there were some people beside me with annoyingly funny side comments about every single thing. DSLRs were also everywhere, and I felt lonely having left mine in a Canon store somewhere.
I love the guy. He is naturally funny without trying to be one. He brought his son Mike to the stage and told us how he got his idea for "The Day I Swapped My Dad For Two Goldfish" from his son and this argument they got into before.
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Here is another one of them sucky pictures, which wouldn't be so sucky if a DLSR would crawl to me willingly. But alas.
The intermission was OKAY, I guess. It was some drum group which used those gallon water bottles filled with colored liquid for their beats. Some were doing arnis moves in arnis attire (which arnis students in Ateneo wear), and some, I really couldn't tell. But hello, it was too long. I stood there for about 5 inutes, wondering when the intermission is going to be interrupted. And ended, for good.
Gaiman came back, announcing and kissing the winners. I hated the winners, of course, but didn't hate them as much as I would if that was Lemony Snicket up there instead of Gaiman. God, I would kill to see Snicket. And touch him or something. But, I guess he's too good for the Third-World. At least, Gaiman has a heart.
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Gaiman's last picture in my paki-tapon-na-sa-bintana Cybershot
Some asked him questions, by the way. One particularly asked about the Amazon Kindle (which I would like to get for Christmas, already loaded with many ebooks, of course, since I can't purchase within the Third-World boundaries HINTHINT). I think I would really love to have a Kindle. Or at least be Gaiman's daughter. Oh but I absolutely adore my late dad. :D
I hoped I would win at least a signed bookmark in the Fully Booked raffle, but we didn't stay long enough to know if I really did. It's sad because I've never really won anything like that in my whole life. Like, I never get picked for free stuff in school, no matter how measly and pathetic their give-aways were (e.g. milk sachets, cheap bags, imitation Pucca shit, etc.)
So yea. We had to go to Market! Market! (is that how you type it? With double exclamation points? Haha) to buy stuff from National. I'm afraid that if I get caught by our new English teacher without Manila paper, I'd die. Really. The wrath of Bleep. :D
We took a taxi on our way home. Almost went bankrupt. Well, we actually did. We had to get money from the house for the cab fare. I spent everything on books, just because I really can't help myself.
I think I made the right decision to go to Bonifacio, even with all the commuting hassle. I think I made the would've been boring Sunday interesting-ish, to some degree. Even though I really didn't shop for anything other than books, and my umbrella was so unjustly ruined by the wind, I'm happy I braved the storm warnings today.
The intimidating typhoon never really hit us. I am beyond selfish to even say that I'm quite disappointed, because I love heavy rains, even without the suspension of classes. I just think rain washes everything away. It makes me less troubled, but a whole lot wetter at my pants bottoms every time.
I'm trying to write more songs right now. I'm feeling the song-writing vibe, but no new melody has come to me yet. So far, I've got some for the Verse, but not the chorus. UP Music classes started yesterday, by the way. Mr. Fojas gave me Lullaby by Andrew York for guitar, which he claimed was lovelier than Waiting For Dawn, but Waiting will always be my first guitar classical love. That one always, always move me.
So, I think it's high time for me to goes now. Fashion photography talk is still coming up. I still wish I had a decent camera. But I have to wait, which I can do (I think). I've already talked to Tito Dennis Pilapil (our prof. photographer family friend person :) ) and, well, he said he'll be coming over soon to help me. I think it's just really between 40D and 400D. The price difference is some big, but I still am very vury confused. As much as I would just want to buy something and get it over with, I want to choose something that feels right, if you catch my drift.
So yes! Check out my DeviantArt page pala, http://easy-peasy.deviantart.com for updates. Carbon dreams! I think it's something really different from what I usually do.
Also, I learned something this week: You Can't Hurry Love.
Go D.C.!
Cheers.
killed a random reader @ 4:22 PM
My Love, Hoshie
I almost forgot I was in love with Josh Groban before.
And now...
I'M IN LOVE ALL OVER AGAIN!
Fuck his voice and his sheep-y face.
GRAR!
And my mom had to re-insert our concert DVD of him today. Putangina. HOT.
killed a random reader @ 5:34 AM
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Plis?
Can I just say:
I WANT MY OWN JON!!!! Complete with the british accent HA.
Kahit PBB pa to, putangina, jologs na kung jologs, okay?
BASTA.
Dumating ka na naman, plis?
PLEASE?
Okay, yun lang.
killed a random reader @ 3:59 PM
Friday, November 23, 2007
Culture Shock + Andy Pandy
YIKES.
Long day. Such a long, loooong day today. Grar.
My off time was supposedly 11:30 am after the very boring mistake of an Environmental Science class, but noooo, aMp GA had to happen today at 4:30 until 7:00.
If it weren't for friends, nabulok talaga ako sa kakahintay.
Special shout-out to Majoes, who left somewhat early but still, she counts, Gelabeefoe, who stayed with me while I epal-ed during Comm Block A3's InTACT class (boy did we HAVE a LOT of fun insulting youknowwho) and Jechjiff, for staying the longest and buying me a ring for free from the booth. (ASA. Hindi yun totoo.)
So, props to Jech for managing to drag me out of Ateneo and into Cantina. Putek. CULTURE SHOCK? Haha di joke lang. Drew's will forever be the WORST. Super init pa dun, tae. Now serious,y WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT?
So anyway, Cantina shit. Jech with the A3 block again. I drank, of course. Water. ICED. Grr. Haha everyone else had Red Horse and they passed one bottle of vodka around. Jech talked about his... bleeps. HAHA and OTHER GROSS STUFF on our way to the overpass. PUTEK kalimutan ba namang babae ako. Yes.
I spotted Paula, Ute and Dom B. at the booth nearest the CR and ditched A3 for a while to have some Holy talk. Tangina yan, Holy talaga e. HAHA. Paula was being the bad girl playing the good girl, if you got that. HAHA. Paula, tsk tsk. I said, JUST SAY NO!
Okay, walang nakagets nun.
aMp GA was okay, I mean there's free food from Banapple and Chippy bags all over the place. Plus, cotton candy that tasted like talcum powder, but props to whoever thought of the idea to have a machine put up there anyway. There are some soloist night issues, and honestly, I don't want to think about it yet. I hope we get to sort it all out, really.
Mom picked me up and we had to pick up my sister from Vista wherever (Real?) near Eveeeeer, because she was at her classmate's housies. Haha at Grade 5, I don't think I remember me skipping from house to house, really. Bad kid, Denice. :)) Naw, just kidding.
UP music classes resume again tomorrow. I am terribly excited for another violin session, and GUITAR! Mr. Fojas is back from his travel thinger, and well, I still have long and unfiled nails that are not in a for-classical-guitar shape-Mr.-Fojas-stlye, and he'll probably kill me tomorrow, but OH WELL. He just came back, I think he can manage to be at least sympathetic.
There's a Ligaya North Sector bazaar thing I think tomorrow? I'm quite excited. I might talk to Tito Dennis about some DLSR issues. My camera, please? GAH.
OKAY MORE RANDOM, NOV 23 THINGS:
1) I struggled to learn the name of the guy MJ supposedly "fancied" during recess by reading his ID (which I was mentally ordering to show it's reverse, picture and information side). HAHA.
2) Essence day today. Let's go, Shitface!
3) I both got really depressed (semi-drunk with SM "tonic" water) and super giddy at the same time. Andy Pandy really made me laugh with the google comment. It's her birthday today, do greet her!
4) Cantina Culture Shock (a fact worht re-mentioning)
5) My sit-in InTACT fun with Gelabee. OOOH YOU BIG FLIRT! =))
6) Shaolin Butiki day today din! Three times, babe.
Yea. That's it.
And since it's my SHS super-duper best friend's birthday TODAY, I'm pasting the end part of my LONG letter to her:
Now we still have our occasional moments. Random sleep overs with Patty over our breaks, or conversations in DeviantArt. Text messages during class hours and phone calls for sudden UST outbursts. Some Fushigi Yugi marathons and One Tree Hill appreciation. I really really love it that we still get to do these things. We still get to find time to bring ourselves back together even though we're far away.
You know that I also want you to be happy. You've been through a lot and I'm sorry for the times I've never been with you, or haven't responded to a text message when the intensity of your emotions were at its peak. I'm sorry I let you down when you don't deserve it. I just want you to follow your heart and just know what's good for you. You always go in that direction.
I have so so so many other things to say, like how I appreciate your spontaneous friend-mode (like when you left that VFD cloth on top of my bag- I have it wherever I go, but I feel like you still have so much to do, so many things to think about, so many text messages and birthday greetings to read and to reply to. I hope this letter, even though by email unlike your handwritten letter I'll FOREVER be keeping, no matter what you say, was something that made you feel better. I hope you never regret anything that has happened in your life right now. I'll never regret what happened to mine. Look where these mistakes have gotten us?
PRIVATE PART
In college, you'll meet many friends. You'll meet Bautos and Mikans and all other UST friends that may be refreshingly different from the plain old Tete from cheap SHS/ blue ADMU. But no matter how many fabulous people you meet, I hope you never forget what we share, 'cause I value it so much, and it's one hell of a friendship we've built through the years. I hope you'll never forget our moments and all the things we've told each other over the phone, in passing, and everything, just absolutely everything in between.
And though I absolutely adore the plastic heart Patty gave me for my birthday, I love you, and no amount of curly beads can ever, ever justify that.
I love you Andy Pandy Alog, beyond sketchiness, beyond words, beyond time. And don't you ever ever ever forget that you deserve so much better, and that we deserve to have each other.
"These are the days of our lives."
And our lives are just beginning.
Teto/Tetorusey/Tete/alter-ego Reese or Best Friend Till The End Of Cheesiness.
Or just Therese.
With love, and all that crap.
P.S. Happy Birthday:D
ANDY PANDY ALOOOG! You are the love. ;)
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Thursday, November 22, 2007
Some Toxic Drama
"MALAS MO, IKAW ANG NATIPUHAN KO." - Oo by Up Dharma Down
Natipuhan.
Reminds me of the word matipuno, which is in no way, related to this post.
So drama. Putek.
I just needed a reason to write SOMETHING.
P.S.
I LOVE MY LIMJOCO!
It's her birthday tehmaaaraaaaw. Androy love. I wish you everything in the world. Curliness, and all that shit. I LOVE YOU ANDY PANDY!
High School wouldn't be as miss-able without you.
"These are the days of our lives."
I love you, sketchy witch!
killed a random reader @ 4:07 PM
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Death number 899
Death by ESSENCE. For the 899th time.
No 900th.
Ops band name NANAMAN ba yan? Haha. Ok kidding. My chums would get this.
GAH. More people who know about the Essence semi-obsession craziness shit. I look and FEEL pathetic. GAH. Plus I like the shaolin butiki guy. WHY? WHYYYY? I am weird.
School was a so today. Essence makes me happy and sad at the same time. I really don't know why. He's like some eternally thinning piece of wood, really. But gah. The love. Or like.
FAS General Assembly today.
Nicole (Sevypoo) and I felt gullible because we were wearing yellow and hardly anyone was. HAHA we had a laugh inside the bathroom. But she had to leave early. BOO THE WHORE! Only to find out... DI PA PALA. GRSHK.
I think I love the activities lined up for Photography. GAH. I think I'm gonna enjoy it especially 'cause I'm with my Tata Love. (insert disco music here, she knows why HAHA) I'm excited, if not for the fact that I STILL have the Cybershot I SO wanna throw out of the window... Well not really, but still. I'm hating, hating.
Anyhooooos, we made a quick visit to Tita Angie today, and met Ate Maita Ponce briefly. She's so very pretty in person, I already hate her (in a good, inggit-ako way). And she's so talented, it kills me. In a good way, again. We ate some homemade rum cake. Kicked ass, that did.
Went home and posted Photobooth pictures of my Patty/Androy sleepover. Fushigi Yuugi marathons, baybeh. LOVEDIT. Super. Gah. I have nothign to say except that my legs STILL hurt so much from soccer. We're soccer-ing again tomorrow. Well, more like running, and I don't know how to even move properly. THE SHIT. I STRETCHED NAMAN E. Puke. (Yuck that was conyo. I hate myself. Putanginaaaa)
Yea.
This ends the end of this post.
...
WHUUUUUT?
killed a random reader @ 3:28 PM
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Depressed and Dying
My legs hurt big time because of soccer. I think i took the "jog with your toes" too seriously. Fuck it. I can't even do the run and turn and turn again properly. Gah, my legs are moving but my upper body gets left behind somewhere in the air. Haha. I suck at this.
I forgot to do my Filipino homework draw a symbol that represents you and explain). We did some impromptu assignments over the 2 and a half hour break. Grah. Our Fil teacher, Sir Tenorio, is super super good. Im so glad we got him plus Sir Diccion last sem. I didn't get bored AT ALL. Some surprising fact, but yes. Interesting teacher. Props to himer.
I need my camera. Putangina. 40D please? PLEASE? I need it now. I need it now, I swear. As in, NOW. . . I don't think I can wait any longer. Putangina I'm suffwering a Cybershot life of 5.1 megapixels. Thank you ha. Punyeta. Pinopost ko pa naman yung ibang shots ko sa DeviantArt. Oh the shame.
Post summary: I need my Canon now. NOW. SABING NOW E.
Seriously.
:((
P.S. I'm depressed. My widgets restarted itself and all my stickies notes are gone. Putek. My daily spontaneity was captured there. I hate it, really. Now I know how Sir Diccion felt when all his files got erased. Zomg. Only, his situation was def, obviously worse.
Gotta go back up my files.
CANON PLEASE?
P.P.S No Essence yet this week. I'm dying. (Not)
killed a random reader @ 3:04 PM
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Illiteracy and her daughters
A bunch of spur-of-the-moment/angsty/evul/you're-annoying-me poems fer you guys. I would love to post some more, but maybe next time. HAHA
This first one's addressed to different people (one person per statement- where the quotation marks end)
Things I'll Never Say (a Lavigne rip-off)
"I really hate your user pic."
"I don't like you at all."
"Don't give me all this rubbish, please"
"I hope, somewhere, you fall"
"I care about you, little."
"No, don't care to pretend"
"You're a fugly social climber
And I hate you to no end"
"Quit following me, stalker"
"You'll never measure up"
"How poor and out of place are you
You helpless little schmuck"
"Do wear something (half) decent
We can all see up your butt
Stop strutting like you own the place
Pathetic little slut"
"You're stupid and incompetent
Stop acting like a pro"
"You'll always be the perfect whore
You put the o in Hoe"
"You're misspelling the word you're typing"
"And no one even knows
That you're all a-holes, can't you see
You stupid freaks are foes"
COMMENT: WTF was the ending. I couldn't think of a nicer rhyme! It was supposed to be 'And you don't even know' but, well, foes? know? NAAAH.
This second one's really sketchy. This was written in less than a minute. Haha I was just merely typing stuff up. This was based on a specific summer memory. Untitled, by the way.
Giggling teenagers
Out by the window
Calling out a name
They know all too well
Desperate for something
Other than a face on a folder
We're screaming teenagers
Hormonal outragers
COMMENT: Can be improved. I might edit it someday. HAHA. Or not.
This third one's for freakhead.
You're Freaking A-nnoying
You steal my pencil case and you open it
You take out my pencils and sharpen it
The caps of my ball pens, you're twisting it
And I'm secretly annoyed.
You grab my two bag straps and play with it
You squeal at my polish and worship it
You pull out my wrist and examine it
And I'm secretly annoyed
You get out my *bleep* book and ruin it
You look at my handouts and write on it
By taking my pencil, you're using it
And I'm secretly annoyed
The stitches of my jeans, you finger it
The zippers of your bag, you're unzipping it
But you can't zip up your fly, take a look at it
Cause Im secretly annoyed
I am smiling at you but I'm faking it
I'm making a fist, you're the cause of it
And I'm trying hard not to hit you with it
Cause I'm secretly annoyed
COMMENT: You better not read this. HAHA.
This last one's my favorite. HAHAHAHAHA. I made this up while I was chatting with Majoe. Just four lines. Have fun! Or nooot.
Essential (uh-huh)
If I could cut your face
I'd keep it forever
I'd put it in a bottle
Like a buffalo's liver
COMMENT: THAT'S IT =)) My blockmates will get this. ;)
GAH. I'm such a freak of nature, really.
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Friday, November 16, 2007
Mistake number 347
PUTEK! Finally, WEEKEND!
GAHHHH!
School's been a mild bitch, so I'm glad the week is ovah.
Tae. Yesterday, it was so so cold, and so I wore a jacket, assuming it would be just as, today. BUT NOOOO, I was wrong to assume that. Putek. Big mistake. Wrong move number one. Pawis day, freaks!
I forgot to bring my Rubik's cube for English class (we had to bring something that supposedly represents ourselves, don't ask why it's a Rubik's cube. Haha) and I had to draw one in a one-fourth sheet of paper for class explanation. HAHA. Wrong move number two! But I got complimented for the interesting explanation of the symbol, OHYEA.
I got Jech and Majoy to stay from 11:30 to 4:00 before I went to aMp practice, so I wouldn't be that lonely. And they did. Had a lot of fun talking about, well, xxx stuff (HAHA LET'S GO JECH, GARAGEBAND NA ITO!) and rating shit. Haha. Our topics ranged from stupid to serious to sentimental. HAHA (Can you say, BRONTASAURUS? Gago ka Tiu.) Funny stuff. Pat B, Dom B and their friend gave us some cake for unknown reasons. Haha. We ate it anyway.
Anyway, we were supposed to meet at Xavier Hall at 3:40 pm, BUT NOO! When I went there, Vica and Anjo texted me. Andun na daw sila sa Kublai's amputa. Akala ko pa naman isasabay nila ako papunta dun. OHMYGWAH panic mode. What to do, what to do. Mag trike daw ako. PUTANGINEH, I've never "triked" alone, NOT IN FREAKING SHORTS (why did I choose this day, why?). I was panicking, trying to find someone who'll commute with me. If only I could hitch a ride, it would be all good, but NOO, everyone had to go home early because all classes from 1:30 onwards were freaking cancelled. So putek. I even asked the Waffle Time lady to accompany me in the trike! HAHA she was willing (nice girl) but then ayaw nung putek na driver kasi magkalayo yung Kublai's sa bababaan nung Waffle Time girl. So tenks. Wrong move number three.
Putek talaga, buti nalang nabuhay ako sa trike. HAHA ang OA, pero if Mom knew about this, she's gonna kill me, I swear. Ni hindi ng aako makatawid ng overpass ng hindi tumatawag sa kanya para magpaalam. Gwah. But I made it to Kublai's alive! Yay to me!!!!
Okay.
When I got there, Vica, Anton and Anjo were already there. Late schmate. We practiced for two hours. When we were leaving, the guy let us hear the shit we made. He recorded the session pala, amputa. I can't hear my voice that well over the instruments. Nobody told me my voice was a fuck when recorded. HAHA putek. Putek talaga. Wrong move number four, nakakarami na ko!
I got picked up at Starbucks. I was alone of course. If only (blankblank, or blank) was there. HAHA ULUL. Asa.
Fun day today. It is the love. MMHMM! Essence all the way, baybeeeeeh. ;)
P.S. I doubt if anybody understood this post. GRAR.
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Thirty Secrets, and then some
From Sharie Maneigo.
30 secrets About Yourself. Be honest. No matter what.
[One] Who was your last text from?
.+ Mom. Gee, do I have a very active social life! HAHA! Putek.
[Two ] Where was your default picture
taken?
.+ Ateneo by Tata Young!
[ Three ] What's your middle name?
.+ Esteban.
[ Four ] Your current status?
.+ In YM? ULUL ang corny. Well, I'm single and ready to fucking mingle. Or not.
[Five ] What is your current mood?
.+ Obsessed. HAHA SO NOT. Or yes-ish.
[ Six ] How old are you?
.+ Sevunteen.
[Seven ] If you could go back in time and change something, would you?
.+ I would want to but can't. And anyhoo, my life's supposed to be like this, so I won't.
[ Eight ] What's your favorite
color/s?
.+ OMG, parang lahat na ata. Haha. I wear so many colors. But I guess... white? Brown? Volkswagen Yellow?
[ Nine ] Ever had a near death experience?
.+ Yea, car accident. Dad died there. BOO!!!!
[ Ten ] Something you do a lot?
.+ I stalk. HAHA YUCK parang panakot. Well I talk a lot. A lot. A LOT. A LOTLOTLOT.
[ Eleven ] Who can you tell ANYTHING to?
. + Taeya, Ayi, Andy Pandy (Alog)
[ Twelve ] Name someone with the same birthday as you.
.+ Bea Bene! JOHN MAYEEEER! (ohyeahotttt)
[ Thirteen ] If you could have one super power what would it be?
.+ Special attracting powers. HAHAHAHA. Not.
[ Fourteen ] What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
.+ Wala, face lang. I don't single out a part of his face, like eyes or whatever. Basta if you look good, you look good. Yuck how shallow and superficial. But yea, we all are.
[Fiftee n ] Favorite season?
.+ Rainy, baby. We don't really have autumn, so...
[ Sixteen ] Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?
.+ CHYEAH all the time.
[ Seventeen ] What are you eating or drinking at the moment?
.+ Alcohol, duh. NOT. Haha just water. (UY MJ! HAHA)
[ Eighteen ] Do you speak any other language?.
+ English/Tagalog/Swahili. Don't believe the last one. Haha.
[ Twenty ] Do you have any tattoos?
.+ Henna. HAHAHAHA. Once upon a time.
[ Twenty-one ] Who was the last person you hung out with?
.+ Sevy and Paolo
[ Twenty-two ] What are you thinking about right now?
.+ Mayer's song Belief. I'm singing it in my head, not really thinking about it. Haha.
[ Twenty-three ] What should you be doing?
.+ Stealing Essence/Talking to Future Best Friend.
[ Twenty-four ] Who was the last person that made you upset?
.+ Essence. He was wearing the same footwear AGAIN. =)) Kidding.
[ Twenty-five ] What are you listening to?
.+ My sister cutting some colored paper for her CL class.
[ Twenty-six ] Do you like working in the yard?
.+ I don't work. HAHA KIDDING.
[ Twenty-seven ] Who is with you?
.+ Sissypooo.
[ Twenty-eight ] Do you act different around the person you like?
.+ I tend to be extra crazy. As in, EXTRA. EXTRAEXTRAEXTRA. And I freak out a lot.
[ Twenty-nine ] What is your natural hair color?
.+ My hair is a brownish-blackish tangled mess.
[ Thirty ] Last time you were really happy?
.+ October 29. DISNEY TIME! I cried when I re-saw the fireworks again. Haha I just love DIsney. Haaay.
As Bea would say, MY LIFE IS A LIE! No wait, I don't have a life.
OBVIOUSLY.
SCHOOL STUFF:
Our Math teacher was young enough to be a second year, over-eager AMS person. It's Sir Bugarin by the way. No hot people there. But lots of new classmates.
Roddicks (sp) has let me down. I was expecting to get their Tapa after Math but when I went down, they were already cleaning up. Fruck. So I ate Nova instead while I talked to Sev and Paolo the McPervy. HAHA. Oh, and our Fil teacher is just like Sir Diccion. But I will still so miss our old Fil teacher. AND SIR TAN GANA! Please come baaaaack and teach us Botany again! GAH. AMP GA tomorrow.
OhGod. My Math schedule putanginang sucks. IT SUCKS. A 4:30 dismissal is really NOT funny. Really not.
I wish I don't suck at PE. I can tell our teacher's really nice. MJ has varsity issues, but tis okay me loff! No need to be sad, you'll rock the soccer field- or gym floor. Right? Right! We'll spot the hot people. Unless they hide from us. Or me. Shit ang labo ko na. Haha.
It's been a long day today. Both figuratively and literally.
YES.
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Monday, November 12, 2007
I May Come Off As Strange, But...
I made this shitty thingo while my sister disturbed me from my internet time and did her research. Why can't she use her own, you ask? Her computer sucks is why. And mine is the love. Yes. This wasn't really thought of. There wasn't any decent rhymes here so don't bother looking for any.
BTW, I've updated my deviantart loads! http://easy-peasy.deviantart.com
So hoes, here you go:
I May Come Off As Strange, But...
So
I'm sucking on my Pina Colada flavored pill
As I write this pathetic excuse
To write about you
You see,
I told you
I'm just a random girl
Who wants to make you hurl
Please twirl me around the dancefloor
And say that I'm enough
But
I'm sanely deranged
Imperfectly strange
But you're my favorite guy
And
I just can't help helping myself
Everytime
THE ENDDDDDUH.
P.S. First day of the second sem. I remembered to bring my ID. Our English teacher (the one who replaced the missed Kokoy) doesn't seem to be Miss Congeniality to me, to tell you the truth. I just hope I'm wrong. And, we're doing TATARIN of Nick Joaquin (we're acting it out, the shit) in Lit! It's, I think, sexy-ish. No way in hell I'm going to be part of those scenes. Haha. NARRATOR AKO, reserved. ;) In ES, can I just say there was zero hot people except for the E2 Block. HAHA ok and all those other people I do know from ES, but yea, no hot people so BOO BOO BOO. I say bye to distraction once and for all.
LOFF AND DEPRESSION,
Reeseypooo
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Friday, November 09, 2007
So Freakin' Right
I got this from Jescialoff. ZOMG so right! Yay for Information Design! Yay for Humanities!
Loff all around ;)
|
What Ateneo de Manila University "school" fits you best?
created with QuizFarm.com |
| You scored as School of Humanities you are fit for SOH, people see you as an airhead, but the thing is they are just envious because you really look hot. you put beauty and happiness to the world. you follow your passions wherever it leads you. you are indeed a happy person.
School of Humanities |
| 86% | School of Social Sciences |
| 71% | School of Management |
| 71% | School of Science and Engineering |
| 43% |
|
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Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Kyu-Pee-Ay
Am I the ONLY one whoi's not at all proud of my QPI? Really I mean everyone seems to b e posting their grades and cartwheeling about their satisfactory QPIs and I, well, I almost threw away my card. Fcuk English and Lit. Is it my fault that the papers you've assigned me to write didn't catch my interest? Is it MY fault?
Of course, I got a low QPI of GRSHKZMMTKKZ. Yeah, that's what I got. I'm not even posting ABOUT my frustration of not becoming a Dean's Lister or whatever by some measly points because I'd be dreaming if I did.
Kyu-pi-ay.
Ateneans are way smarter than I thought.
Looks like I need to go to AMA now.
Or somewhere.
killed a random reader @ 1:26 PM
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
History
An original song that I'll probably, eventually, hate because of the crap lyrics and the wtfisthatchordy melody. Yea. So I'm posting it before I actually do hate it for good. The recording is up on my playlist, if you care. OHGOD please don't ask me the story behind this. I shall never ever tell. FUGGERS!
HISTORY
Verse 1:
I said
I don't wanna talk about it
Can't be reminded
It's not my fault you've been mislead
By the words I must've said
Before I got ahead
Just wanna get you out of my head
CHORUS:
And I
Just want to shut you down
But you keep coming 'round
I'm sorry to be taking back what you have found
'Cause I
Can't have it fast or slow
Just want to let you know
That I've spent the last days thinking
How to let you go, go, go
Verse 2
You know
I never liked commitment
I haven't promised you a single thing
But this prospect that you bring
Has left me out there wondering
('Cause) I never meant to let you in
CHORUS
Bridge:
I cannot remember
I can't
What happened that November?
We let it all fade to black
We know
There'll be
No looking back
No
CHORUS
Final Verse:
I said
I don't want to talk about it
Can't find myself to admit that
You're part of this catastrophe
You're taking part in history
And you'll always be my misery
So just forget about me
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Monday, November 05, 2007
My Jologs Statement
MY JOLOGS STATEMENT:
OHYEAH. LET'S GO MJ!!!!!!!!
killed a random reader @ 9:17 AM
My Jologs Statement
MY JOLOGS STATEMENT:
OHYEAH. LET'S GO MJ!!!!!!!!
killed a random reader @ 9:16 AM
Tick Off
AN UPDATE ON:
MY SUPER FABULOUS, FIRST-TIME-NA-MAHABA-ANG-SEMBREAK-KO TO DO LIST:
I've ticked off the stuff I've done.
Watch:
Gossip Girl
The Simpsons Season 3 to Infinitay
Kid Nation (sorry, but I LIKE it)
YouTube (more and moooore)
EDIT EDIT- I've watched Arrested Development instead. :)) MARATHON!
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. Nobody 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.- JUST A FEW
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.- DEF NOT.
Laughing at yearbook write-ups.
Posting more Multiply albums.- JUST ONE.
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-tubbing 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 @ 8:26 AM
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Flattery
GUADA TAGGED ME! YEHEEAAAY! I don't know why I'm happy, but, something to dooo!!! Okay so let's DO THIS!
1. the person(s) who tagged you is ...
Guada Tagalog!
2.(your relationship with him/her is ...)
My English Blockmate (Kokoy power, in a lot of ways), my blockmate Nicole's best friend, noy my new friend! Yeehee!
3.(your 5 impressions of him/her ..)
1. Gagagaling mag guitar!!!!! GEHMAHGAH.
2. Madali kong makakasundo (true enough, yeehee)
3. Ayos kausap
4. Mahilig mag all-caps in YM like me. (YES)
5. MaBOYS! (Yes, Guada)
4.(the most memorable thing he/she had done for you)
Nung nag confe kami nila Sev at naiwan namin siya mag-isa (kumain kaming dalaw ni Sev) at gumawa siya ng poem and nag monologue sa confe. (WELCOME TO GUADA'S CONFE!)
5. (the most memorable words he/she had said to you)
IN A LOT OF WAYS, the juxtaposition of... and so on :))
6.(if he/she becomes your lover, you will)
HAHA. Lesbo-han ba ito?
7.(if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be)
TEKA we're not lesbos =))
8.(if he/she becomes your enemy, you will...)
We shall not be! Diba? :))
9.(if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be ...)
Inagaw niya si Essence. JOKE LANG =))
10.(the thing you want to do for him/her now is ...)
Get her a real boy. NOW.
11.(your overall impression of him/her is ...)
Gotta get closer to Guada!
12.(how you think people around you feel about you)
Loud, evil, gago, basher, immature.
13.(the character you love of yourself is ...
Hindi ba dapat "about"? Anyway, uh, I guess I'm, SUPERKADUPERFUNFREAKINGTASTIC! And I lied.
14.(on the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are ...)
I AM immature and irresponsible and mapanlait and too noisy that it annoys other people. BUT DEAL WITH IT! Haha Kidding.
15. (the most ideal person you want to be is ...)
Kuya Jes! A girl version of Him. :))
16.(for people that care and like you, say something to them ..)
I know you love me. GAGO joke lang. Don't stop the love. NOT! Ano ba to.
17.(Tag 10 peeps!)
PEEPS amputa. Sparky, is that you?
1. Majoe - my kanto girl
2. Jecho - Math God (NOT)
3. Bea Bene - my Essence substitute (haha)
4. Gelabeefoe - fo shizzle ma nizzle
5. Kar -my gossip girl mate
6. Cha - my- NOTHING. HAHA kiddaayng.
7. Andy Limjoco - my SHS bestest friend!
8. Jakers - the porn poser blockmate
9. My Sistah Denice - my sissy!
10. Elena - my fellow long "fantasizer"
(who is no.6 having a relationship with?)
=)) BASKETBALL PLAYERS. Lots of them.
(Is no.9 a male or female?)
Shemale. Kidding!
(If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?)
No because that will be very TATU-ish.
(How about no.8 and 5?)
=)) Can beee!
(What is no.2 studying about?)
OMG PERFECT! Math duuurr.
(When did you last have a chat with no.3?)
Last week me thinks?
(What kind of music band does no.8 like?)
I don't know? My music? NOT! HAHA. Emo stuff I guess because Jake is so EMO! Cut yourself.
(Does no.1 have any siblings?)
Yeff.
(Will you woo no.3?)
HAHA no tenks. ANG DAMI NIYANG BOYS SOBRA.
(How about no.7?)
She's mah homie!
(Is no.4 single?)
I guess? Haha. She better be!
(What's the surname of no.5?)
Abola!
(What's the hobby of no.4?)
Being SABAW.
(Talk something casually about no.1)
Yo Majoe, Essence is coming down with the Water. YES OR NO? Di niyo gets no? HAH.
(Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?)
SHEMPRE! GO JAKE! =)) Not! Don't flatter yourself, porn boy! =))
(Where does no.9 live at?)
Meh home, too!
(Are no.5 and 1 best friends?)
SECRET! No, they don't know each other naman ata.
(Is no.6 the sexiest person in the world?)
YEAH SHE IS. Alright, pay me now, Cha!
HAHA DONE! YES YES YES!
YUNG MGA TINAG KO. Putek, Answer.
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Saturday, November 03, 2007
Copycats
If there's one thing I hate, it's copycats who can't think of their own brilliant ideas and just have to show off and flaunt your own as their own to the world. They're all bitches and bastards and they deserve to drown in their own world of un-imaginativeness.
Basically, they suck.
They FUCKING SUCK.
GET YOUR OWN IDEAS, LOSERS! Stop being such incompetent assholes.
And if you can't afford your own ideas because you all are poor and cheaply unoriginal, then go fuck off and stop existing. You cannot possibly contribute to the greater good of this world. Thank you very much.
Note: For all those whom I might've copied off before, then this applies to me too.
Shitheads.
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