klutzville!

it goes without saying

2007-10-15T09:51:00.000+08:00

I'm Alive, by the way.

I wouldn't even rant about how long it's been since I last made an appearance here. Imelda surely missed me already, and I have to say that the feeling is indeed mutual. :-)

Alright, so I'm here to pay off old debts. To my great great promdate John, though he has a lot of Kamille friends... I assume I'm the one you tagged for the 7 Facts About Me stuff. If not, then hey at least you get facts about me for free! :-)

7 Facts About Kamille Santiago Comilang.

Uno: I've just realized that I really really really want to be a doctor, that choosing my course just wasn't an "ah eto nalang" experience. Well, at least it did seem to be that way before. But now, after three semesters of pre-med stuff, I'm happy to say that I'm getting the hang of it. Whew. So the 40% chance of not graduating as a Biology student goes down the drain.

Dos: I've been asked to pull over by the TMC guys twice already since I got my driver's license. The first one was when I was looking for a parking space along Roxas--which was quite impossible given that time of the day. I thought there was a space fronting the PAL office (the space which they solemnly claim to just be for PAL clients, whattheheck!), but then it proved to be rather small. So at the last minute, I just turned back and halted for the red light. That was a stupid move as I was on the right lane (and that lane could make a right turn to Claveria), so I blocked the way for the other cars signalling to go right. I didn't realize this up until the huge TMC man told me to just move forward and pull over in front of Columbia.

Me: (panicking) Patay. This sucks. (rolls down the window
for the TMC man)
TMC: Hi Miss. (blah blah about
traffic obtruction in German blah blah). Wala pa gyud ka nag-seatbelt. Patingin
nalang ng lisensya mo.
Me: (pleading, smiling,
pa-cute) Ahh, eh.
TMC: (seeing my dad's ID
hanging on the right side of the windshield) Anak ka ni sir?
Me: (suddenly getting my hopes up) Opo, sir.
TMC: Ah, kilala ko daddy mo. (Blah blah talks about my dad in
German once more) Sige, next time mag-right turn ka nalang kapag alanganin.
Me: Opo! Sure po yun! Thank you, God bless.
(closes the window and sighs heavily with relief).

So. Once again, sorry Dad, for abusing your name again. And again. And again. Anyway, the second time was near the pedestrian lane fronting NCCC Matina. It was around 8PM, and I was on my way to Kit Fabregar's debut. So given that people are crossing the street, the wise thing to do was slow down gradually yada yada. I eventually stopped to allow more people to cross, and when I was already about to step on the gas again, my car lurched forward, then came the sound of broken glass, and the "hala" of the people outside. At first, I thought that I had driven over some broken glass or what. But then Kim Won, who happened to be my fortunate passenger (along with Oters hehe!) mentioned about a car being right behind us. So I jumped out of my car, and weee Kim Won was correct. I dunno what model that was, but let's say it's a Honda City. We'll settle for a Honda City. So the Honda City looked wrecked, no wait, it was wrecked! Broken lights, totally bent thing in front of the car (the one that covers the engine and stuff, I'm a girl I dunno what you people call that thing basta yun!), and cracked windshield... yep, that was the Honda City's fate, I guess. Given that image, I didn't know what ot expect out of my car's butt. Strangely though, my car wasn't damaged at all. Seriously! No scratches, no anything! The driver of the Honda City was already pleading sorry when I started to walk towards them. So it turns out that there were three men in that car plus 1 guy who's just a little older than me. The 911 people came (as they were just making tambay at Penong's, whew coincidence!), and they managed the flow of traffic. I called my dad, or course, and he and my brother came to talk about the techie stuff about the rules and insurance and blah blah in German. :-) The thing is, I was just relieved that our car wasn't damaged--if it was, I don't know what my dad will say, or if I would live to actually hear what he would say hehe! After ten minutes or so, they finally settled everything. And so I went to the party. With my car. With no sermon from my dad. Weee! Ohkay, if anything, that really wasn't my fault because the drunk man (as Fino and my dad claimed, duh) hit us from behind. So it's his fault that his Honda City turned into crap. Bow.

Tres: I have not eaten or tasted taho. I'm pathetic, I know.

Quatro: My first crush ever was Aladdin. Yep, my first crush was a drawn human being. Back then, he was my idea of wafuness. But then sense finally took over me, and so I managed to have crushes on guys who are actually breathing. But then I still get giddy whenever I watch Aladdin. Yep, it's just like that.

Cinco: I still listen to the Backstreet Boys! Hahahahahaha! It's embarassing and all, but hey I like their songs! Well, just one song actually. And I always make it a point to listen to it in my MP3 player at least once a week. Jeez, boybands. Waha!

Seis: One of the greatest discoveries I made is about the power of praying, of having faith, and of believing. It doesn't apply only to God or Allah or whoever, it applies to everything and everyone. I may do wicked stuff during the day, but I dunno I always find my way back. You see for yourself. :-)

Siete: I lost a Math contest when I was like 4 years old. Looking back, I could've won... if only I understood math problems delivered English that time. Wahahahaha! See, I told you I'm not smart. :-)

Okay, a lot is in store for me this week. Overnight at Marcel's :-) Tomorrow, I dunno. Whatever. Basta a lot is in store for me this week. Helloooo sembreak!

before 18

2007-05-14T11:49:00.000+08:00

Random Flashback

Late last year, my dad was getting rather busy hanging out with his politiko friends. You see, the politicians get good publicity with his media help; and my dad gets good privileges by whipping up a few good things about Mr. Like This and Judge Like That on the radio, tv, wherever. It's a happy relationship, if you ask me. And it's easy to predict the result of this whole let's-scratch-each-other's-backs thing. So I thought of taking advantage of the scenario...

Mama: Anak, anong gagawin natin sa debut mo?
Me: Debut? AYOKO nun.
Mama: Ha? Eh anong plano mo? Dapag merong debut!
Me: Gastos lang yun! Bigay niyo nalang sa kin equivalent nun in cash.
Mama: Sabihan mo si papa. Sabi niya pa naman yung parang traditional na debut.
Me: Yung may roses blah blah? Ganito, para di na mahirap para sa atin... di na ko hihingi ng party or anything. Wala na talaga. Pero ang gift niyo, kotse nalang.
Mama: (Pause... pause... pause...) Okay rin, pero walang party. Sige ganun nalang.

And so as my 18th birthday drew closer, I realized that I just got this party last Saturday (and we did agree na wala nang party) and (gasp!) no car!

So now I don't trust my parents. Or my dad's politiko-dapat-mapera friends for that matter. Haha, it's pathetic I know. But hmmm... maybe my car's still in a hidden garage somewhere tapos when my birthday comes na talaga, my dad will go "SURPREESSA!" just like how Nerubian Ass does with his backstab.

Yes. Maybe.

Super monsters

2007-04-11T19:21:00.000+08:00

Paradadap paradeedap paradadaap dee dey!

That's Paolo Santos singing gibberish.

I ditched the idea of taking summer classes-- or rather, my mama made me ditch the idea of taking summer classes. As I have learned, mama always knows best so I didn't think about arguing with her about the whole thing.

So if ever you need someone to bum around with, don't hesitate to call me. :-)

Since My Mom Made Me Ditch Taking Summer Classes...

I found other ways to amuse myself. I ran out of DVDs, so I'm currently hooked on answering Crossword Puzzles! Ishee and I were inspired by Marx's Dad because he had this fun crossword puzzle book at home--like we were ganado to answer the whole thing because the 1 Across went like "Finding ____" (Film). Tapos diba the answer was NEMO! Jeez, it felt fulfilling (and smart-dumb, you know, you're dumb pero you're like the smartest among the other dummies) when we were able to finish one puzzle. And so ayun, we bought our own crossword puzzle book thingee. Sadly though, the 75 CROSSWORD PUZZLES FOR WEEKEND CHALLENGE was like way beyond my smart-dumb level. So this is what I have so far...

Simba. Yeah, the lion. Tsktsk. Like I said, don't hesitate to contact me if you need someone to lounge around with.

summer

2007-04-09T15:27:00.000+08:00

Hello Sunshine...

... come into my li-iife.

Yep, and it took me that long to actually let my fingers dance on the keyboard once again. How I'd like to blame my pile of schoolwork for keeping me away from blogging, but then again that thought just seems lightyears away now that I think about it. For the past two weeks, I have been indulging on the things I missed on since school started last January. God knows how many DVDs I've watched on the first two days of summer break, and just recently I finished off a couple of seasons of my just-now-fave TV series. Damn, I have forgotten how good it is to actually feel dizzy from the whirlwind of the plots and characters I've come to know in just the span of a few days, and I have just recovered from a baaad headache which I got (again) from watching over half the season all in one day.

So I sort of detached myself from the actual world just so I could spend some alone time once again. Looking back, I've spent six days with my classmates (or in some cases, groupmates) for the last two months. Since I'm quite sure that I'll end up taking summer classes tomorrow (if I do get to enrol), it's really good that I had the chance to get in touch with my antisocial self even if it was just for a few good days.

Oh, and I managed to whip up a few challenges for myself. Wala lang, I'm just really in need of something to keep me going. So apart from taking summer classes, I also intend to accomplish at least half of what's on my list.

1. Read at least 2 good novels.
2. Get my driver's license.
3. End up with P3000 by the end of my summer classes.
4. Put the P3000 on my bank account. And it's bound to stay there for at least a month.
5. Get a tattoo. On my bony ankle. No, di permanent. Or ewan.
6. If I don't get to accomplish number 5, I'd go for having my left ear pierced again. And again.
7. Be sulit with the P800 I pay at the Metro.
8. Watch and understand The Godfather series. Hehe.
9. Not space out during my AFYOP thing. Again, I'm antisocial, so oh dear!
10. Whip up sensible playlists on my mp3 player. The ones I've put together lately just made me hit the NEXT key all the time. Tsk.

Yesh, these all serve as challenges for moi. Number 1 is difficult for some reason, number 2 is tiring, numbers 3&4 are oh sooo heartbreaking, number 5&6 require guts and not-tamad-days, number 7 is okay, number 8 is something I'm game for, number 9 is intimidating, number 10 is nakakatamad. So go!

!@#$%^&, I'll have summer classes na tomorrow. Tsktsktsk.

2007-03-02T10:12:00.000+08:00

Because I'm a selfish git who has nothing else to do but rant about not having things my way

... when everyone else has bigger (and REAL) problems to deal with.

I dunno, but way back in high school I was still quite sane-- you know, I still had my brains and my soul in tact. But lately, I've been talking to myself more often. It's actually cool because at least I get to talk to someone beautiful and smart for a change, but heck all I've been telling myself lately goes along the lines of, "Bakit ang lupit ng world? Nobody gives a damn about me naaahhhhh. Bakit ganito ang buhay?"

Crap.

That's not how I was before, and that's not how I intend to be now that I'm on my way to the wonderful world of med school (c'mon, I'll be out of my freshman year of college this month! I'm so close to being a doctor, whoo!). Anyway, all I'm saying is that I have evolved into a pretty little monster who quickly gets sad and disturbed whenever things suddenly don't go the way I want then to be.

For instance, I suddenly shifted into my "Ahh di ako love nila Mama huhuhu" self when my mom indirectly said that she wouldn't pay for my Metro expenses. "800 monthly? Eh thrice a week ka lang pumupunta dun, minsan tinatamad ka pa nga!" Actually, even if she does say that, we both know that she'll still give me money to pay for it anyway. But then again I was too absorbed with my hurt ego to consider that thought, so I waged a war against my gastadorang self: I now vow to pay for my gym expenses, and that means cutting down my allowance to P300 a week just to have enough money by the end of the month. I was so dedicated to prove to my mom that NAH I CAN DO JUST FINE WITH ME MYSELF AND I that I passed on her offer of (Allelujah!) P800 this morning. Jeez, I can't believe I turned that down. So now I have to visit that stubborn ATM machine so that I won't have to eat my words. Crap, I tell you. And I'm sure that I'll have to ask my mother for that P800 next month because I know that somehow I won't be able to stick to my vow. Weh.

So much for that. Here's Exhibit B: I was racking my brains for some clue as to where I could get P6000 to get my iPod fixed. Yes, tinraydor ako ng iPod ko kasi siguro nagalit na siya sa akin dahil hindi ko siya hinahandle with care. So he went buhbye.

POOF! Say goodbye to my hard disk Kamille! And I'm taking all your favorite songs with me to iPod heaven. Aww yes, your favorite songs na pinaghirapan mong hanapin at icompile at nakawin sa iba't ibang library ng kung sinu-sino. Akala mo sigurong di kita tatalikuran noh kaya confident ka pang walang pamback-up ng library ko, kaya ayan you just lost 50% of your songs! Baha, you ungrateful sloth! Buti nga sa yo!

There! Jesse the Rockstar (that's the iPod's name) is now dead because his master was too tamad and pabaya to look after him. Huhuhuhu. The Byteworld woman couldn't do anything to help me because my warranty is bulok na, and the cool Apple-iPod-specialist-guy here in Davao told me that the only service that may or may not resurrect the cold hard disk of my iPod is located in Manila. So I'll just have to LBC my iPod (along with the bayad) to Manila and hope that the guys there will honestly fix it. Tapos hopefully my iPod won't get stolen sa airport pag-uwi niya dito sa Davao. O diba, perfect!

Anyway, these are just 25% of the things that have been bothering me this past week. I'm so evil and absorbed with my whirlwind of misfortunes when there are bigger things to be sad about... like Nemia losing her week's allowance on Monday... like my cousin running away from home... like my dad's colleague dying (and not having enough funds to pay the hospital a million P's) because of an accident he had when he and my dad went on a biking trip.

Crap. So when will all of this end? You tell me. I'm exhausted from all the thinking and pondering I've been doing.

happy boitday

2007-02-18T10:13:00.002+08:00

Thank U's

Hibs and Dudepare, thanks for the sweet nothings last Wednesday (Feb. 14). Red na red at Pink pink pa rin yung flowers. I luurrrve you, salamat ulit! :-)

Another round of Boitdays...

Just last night, we attended Jasmine Go's party at Marco Polo. She wasn't really into the formal dancing and stuff, so I guess she was reallllly surprised with the little program that we whipped up for her. So yeay, at least we forced her into doing the 18 roses dance and all that I'm-eighteen-stuff.

For the last part of the program, Akeem (one of the emcees, si Lara yung isa) asked Jasmine for her message. We were waiting for something along the lines of "Thanks Ma, Pa, etc etc..." But she just said, "Thank you... (the people urging her to say more things pa) ... Enjoy your meals!" Nyahahaha. I love Jasmine! :-)

Now I'm going back to sleep. Bow.

birthday

2007-02-09T23:03:00.000+08:00

The used-to-be boy next door.

When I was a kid (yeah, that goes to show how I'm not getting any younger), I used to spend every damn day playing taguanay or that mahal-mo-ba-si-Gabby-yes-or-no game with my neighbors. I wasn't exactly fond of my neighbor friends; if anything, we were just little kids who got bored watching the reruns of The Little Lulu Show, and so we resorted to playing with whoever lives next door in order to pass time (and by the time we're done, a better show will be on TV). Anyway, I didn't care much about my playmates... except for one kid. He wasn't really super-guapo or anything, but I liked him. Not like-like-- ewan, basta lang. I guess that's the effect of spending every afternoon with some weird kid who radiates this hero aura. Kasi diba in a team, there's always this person who serves as the cheerleader-strategizer-we-can-do-this-let's-have-fun, and that was how we saw him. So I liked him in that kind of way. Haha defensive.

But then they moved out of their house and stayed at their gramma's place in Tibungco (and shek, ang layo ng Tibungco). So since then, let's just say that I resorted to just watching the reruns of The Little Lulu Show.

Then I had a life. And I met real friends. And real guys. And I turned seventeen.

Tapos the other day, he was in my mother's office. I remember my Mom saying "Ui Kim, kilala mo ito? Sino man daw yan siya?" I rcked my fresh-from-my-bad-midterm-exams brain for some memory of who he was, and his face was like /gg na kasi nga di ko siya nakilala. "Si ^^^^^! Yan na siya," my mom replied for me kasi siguro nabobohan na rin siya sa akin.

"Aah!" (pause pause pause) "Oh hello!"

So he's nineteen now, and he's in his junior year of being a nursing student. I would've asked him about how he's been these past twelve years. Wala lang, it was the polite thing to do. Pero wala eh, I guess it's been too long to even care.

To think he greeted me pa when I came in, tas I didn't recognize him man lang. Diyahe for him. Diyahe for me.

Tsktsk.

Anyway.

Happy Birthday to Rani Valles (Feb8). She's suplada and pala-away, but she's also very paaannny and witty. In her not-so-buang days, she's actually one of those people na talagang nakakausap ko. O diba. Weh I labs her.

Happy Birthday to Carlo Relampagos (Feb9). He's only seventeen, but hey naglalasing na yan. So Carlo is like the guy who is secretly in love with me haha. Nah, he's just some guy who was lucky enough to be married to me in one of those Kasal booths-- damn, blame high school fietas.

Tomorrow, I'm off to Ice E's party. And come next Saturday is Jasmine G's party. Man, people are really turning 18.

1007

2007-01-26T20:25:00.000+08:00

I'm so damn tired. And broke. And in dire need of someone to take me to the movies.

Whoo! I'm tired. I'm pissed off, and I want to rant about how things are so not going in my favor. But then again, I'm tired. And actually quite amazed at how long it has been since my last post. Merry Xmas? Seriously.

But here's what I've been up to these past few weeks...

1. Kat's Bday! She's 18, she's 18! Whooo!
I love you, Kat!

2. My ate's bday!
Yes, and I'd like to see her someday. Well, I hope it's not too soon, though.

3. Marcel's Bday!
Another friend to hit the "legal na ako" mark. If anything, I love their house. It's a good place for a party ehehe.

4. School!
I like going to school. I don't exactly like attending the classes (like Math, English, hayayayay kapoi!), but heck it's fun.

5. I'm tired. Sabog. Bah.

Anyway, I miss you guys! Whoo alam niyo na kung sino kayo, asus. Sige, kitakits!

Merry Christmas

2006-12-24T09:52:00.000+08:00

Next next round.

MALIGAYANG PASKO! :-) I wish you love, peace, and joy.

favorite things

2006-12-23T08:21:00.000+08:00

Next round.

Berch-Gonz reunion last night. :-) These were the only photos I could get, as the lighting was very poor and Santa still hasn't given me a better camera phone.

Because I tend to be evil most of the time...

For my "Me Time" yesterday afternoon, I watched reruns of the legendary Oprah show. I'm not exactly a fan of Oprah Winfrey, but I like her. I mean, she's been through a troubled past blah blah and look at her now--rich, famous, and black. Well, I like her simply because she's Oprah Winfrey. 'Nuff said. :-)

Anyway, "Oprah's Favorite Things" was on yesterday. And the lucky people from the audience were those that helped out during "the Katrina nightmare" as Oprah put it. So they were all there, thinking that they were just going to talk about helping their fellow Americans who lost everything during the hurricane and to listen to Oprah being Dr. Phil about the whole thing. But POOF! They're there to be praised and to be pampered by the Oprah reindeer personnel who hand out their packages when Oprah says so. It's insane! Good, happy insane.

Hmmm, I think it'll be wonderful if Chincha and I were part of that sure-accommodation-in-heaven audience. We'd sit there thinking that we'd talk about how good, un-libaking friends we've been for the past year. And then we'd share our story to America and the rest of the world, and we'd act really kind and naive and "a hi hi hi". But POOF (again)! Oprah would reveal her wonderful stage with all the giant gift boxes and stuff so good that I could faint and die just seeing it all in front of me and within my reach. Yeah, well. It's free to dream. :-)

But I digress. So there, I just really envy those audience goody-goodies. One guy sold his World Cup tickets just so he could have money to drive off his relief goods to the victims of the bitchy hurricane. And then there was this woman who fed and gave shelter to the animals (think askal!) that were also victimized by Katrina. Jeez, these are like simple things--they didn't have to give millions or what to help out, and I'm sure they didn't ask for anything in return when they decided to do it--and then they get sweet rewards for it courtesy of the Orprah Winfrey show! That's just really nice.

So what are my chances of being a part of that audience? Errr... well, I don't live in America, so there's no Oprah Winfrey (or ahem ahem, no Tyra Banks) within my range. Now if by some weird, totally unimaginable (but possible) twist of fate that Oprah does hold one of her shows here in my humble country, then I don't think I'd be allowed to be a part of that generous audience either. It's a sad fact: we've had a LOT of tragedies here in the Philippines and I haven't taken part in helping my fellow Pinoys out. Damn I'm evil. And I don't deserve all the Philosophy, Sony Vaio, Sidekick, and the $45-brownies that are given out on the Oprah show. Huh!

Well, I can start being less evil next year, and I'm sure that there'd be another one of those monster bagyos come the -ber months. So yeah I can help the victims out. And then Manny Pacquiao or Susan Enriquez (of kay Susan Tayo!) would play Oprah and hand out all the Philosophies, Sony Vaio's, Sidekicks, and P2475-brownies I could get. So yes, that's what's in store for me next year.

Crap, that in itself was an evil thought. Damn, I'm hopeless.

merry xmas!

2006-12-20T05:53:00.001+08:00

Whoo!

This starts the string of parties for this week. Kapoy upload lahat ng pics. Tsss.:-)

1. 10:30AM Meet @ MTS.
2. Sakay ng maling jeepney.
3. Pakyaw ng jeepney.
4. Naligaw ng kaunti.
5. Arrived @ Jewel's place.
6. Ate.
7. Played with the PS2.
8. Played n rounds of poker.
9. Went to the beach nearby.
10. Uwi to Jewel's place.
11. Ate.
12. Went back to Matina.
13. Bigboy Dan for 1 game.
14. Uwi @ 8PM.

Ahh and we gave out our presents din pala. Wee thanks, guys!

hate mail.

2006-12-09T06:51:00.000+08:00

Once.

I was about six years old when I had my first experience of having a kaaway. The little finger back then was like the playground's version of the middle finger; and whenever two other kids would stare at each other while having their little fingers prominently raised, the other kids would just gasp because then and there a pre-hormonal-time war had begun. I remember her name to be Butche (like Booch), and she was my next-door neighbor. We never got along smoothly: she kept claiming my toys to be hers, and I kept on pulling her ponytail loose.

Then her family moved to Manila. I've only seen her once (at one of those magazine stands in GMall), and we were already 15 years old then. She acknowledged me first, and I thought she was some stalker ("Kim? Taga-*insertaddresshere*? Hi!!!"). But it was actually pleasing to see her again; it's just like seeing your old Barbie doll after ten years and laughing at the different cocktail parties and swimming parties she's been to with your old Ken and Kelly. Well, we didn't mention anything about fighting as kids. But it was pretty obvious that it didn't matter anymore because 15-year-oldish maturity has already kicked in.

That was the only enemy I had, I guess. And though we didn't exactly end up as friends, our so-long had sense and class.

I guess that's how it is when you're kids. You haven't been through much drama, through much shopping, through much talking about sense. So it's easy to patch things up. When you're already more than halfway in the -teen zone, things get much more complicated. You fight. You cry. You find friends to let out your smoke to. You avoid each other. You talk, but then it's just polite-talking. You say congratulations (I actually gave a hug) when some part of your life has to end. You part ways. You meet people. You hear stories. You say stories.

And then you're back to the fighting. It's all a cycle! The battle of the playground has evolved into something with more people involved (and others claiming to be involved), with mothers (well, just mother) who come into the defense of their daughter while some actually had the class and decency to stay out of it, and with faceless/nameless people who enter the picture and saying trash about her and her even if they didn't come from our high school!

What's the point? Nothing really, I'm just pissed off that I have to hear about our story for the nth time from a close friend who wasn't even in the same country as I am when things got dirty.

Actually, I'm pissed off that she found out from her mom because a mother talked to her mom about it. What is it with mothers these days?

I was about seven when I first went to our farm. You actually have to walk a loooong way just to reach the interior. So you pass by this little school with little kids looking at you from the windows. You reach a road with huuuuge rocks for you to tread on (well that's their version of cement, raw rocks!). You take a left, and you go through this Bamboo-infested place which gets quite dark as you go deeper into it because then the sunlight would have been blocked but the dense Bamboos. You walk through daylight again with different plants growing on the path's sides, and you say "Tabi tabi po" whenever you pass through little bumps on the ground. And then you reach a wider path, and you can see a small hut with smoke coming out from its kitchen side. That's Mang Doro's hut, and that's where you sit and get cozy for a while. Then when it's time to leave, you go through the whole thing again--just reverse the order. And when you can already see your jeep parked on the side of the cemented road and ready to take you back to civilization, you suddenly step on shit. Carabao shit. It's obviously too far to go back to Mang Doro's to wash up, and civilization is still an hour away. So the only thing for you to do is curse. Damn carabaos and their wastes, and damn yourself for not seeing it from afar when it would've been too obvious--sa laki ba naman nun!

Now I believe that it's just like that.

darth vader!

2006-12-07T20:03:00.000+08:00

Da Who?

The thing actually comes with this voice-changer machine just so you could sound like the real Darth Vader. Cool.

wishlist!

2006-12-03T16:48:00.000+08:00

It's December!!!

For real?

Hitting the right keys for my "Fast Forward" post a couple of months back still seem a little fresh to me. I remember wishing Time to shift to a quicker pace just so I could get over with the hell week then and just go straight to December simply because. Well, December is here, and though I feel giddy about Christmas just being around the corner, I can't help but feel a little uncertain because I haven't saved enough money yet to shop for Christmas presents. I managed to raise (yes, raise) P600 last week, but I'm sure that it's still not enough because my list for this year is unusually looong. Happily, school is still on for a couple of weeks, so that means more money coming in.

We've been having kids coming by our house and "singing" Christmas songs. Gah, I used to like it when they do that--it seemed decent then. But now the kids are really annoying because they just can't get a hint that we're not giving them any money! Seriously, after 10 "Maayong Pasko's" with no response from us, they still don't get that there will be no one who'll come out of our front door to give them change. Are kids that kulit these days? Jeez, even my whole patay-muna-ilaw-kasi-may-magcacarol-so-parang-walang-tao-kuno doesn't work anymore, they still go on singing and banging their tansan-made-into-tambourine! Kids these days, tsktsk.

Wishlist! Whoo!

All right, I promise that I'll get into my generous-goody self soon, I mean it's the season for that, right? I'm quite off with moods lately, so gaaah. Anyway, I didn't make a wishlist last year because I felt that I've been so blessed the whole year to the point that I don't even have to ask for anything more (o saan ka pa, shekkks!). But this year is my last year of being below 18, so I'll demand for gifts! Yeah, I don't see the connection either, but let's just say that this Christmas is supposed to be extra special. Weee!

Please get me earrings! The bigger/longer, the better. Yeah, and those big red/aqua necklace thingee--the type worn with cocktail dressies (just check that on Preview). And yeah, rings! Those big chunky ones! Or you could go get me nice lip gloss--wag yung cheap!!!

Ayan! I'm sure there are a looot of those in Manila, or in Mags, or in those cute boutiques near Port Cafe. Get it, huh? Huh? Huh? But if anything, I'm still a sucker for those Do-It-Yourself stuffies. That I likey-likey!

Photos!

Well, come next week I'll start posting some photos of random Christmas thingees. Wala lang, I've always to do that.

Alright, get into the season, freaks! :-)

the second sem!

2006-11-18T09:29:00.000+08:00

2nd.

It's been two weeks since the second sem started. So far, the load has been quite light--I mean the classes have been mostly about finding rooms, waiting for non-existent teachers, meeting oldies who turn out to be your teachers, getting to know new classmates, and having a new section (read: O2) on your schedule paper thingee. Well, at least that's the case for Marcus, Jewel and 8 of my other very fortunate former O1 classmates. That's was how the first week went, and I feel adjusted to whole back to school thing.

The dumb-ass (in other words, First year) Biology students have sadly (or happily?)decreased in number (a few transferred schools, others had no choice but to not go to school because of some numerical issues). There were two sections with around 40 students last semester, but now there are just 25 human/plant/animal/MichaelJackson anatomy fanatics left in each section. My section (O1, whooo!) even said goodbye to three more people since they'd rather be in the wonderful and overpopulated Nursing program. Mga traydor! So the 20+ of us share our minor classes with a few irregs and Teneo-newbies, but we're all down to just being 22 when we're celebrating our Zoology lecture and lab sessions. Yes, all alone in that it-feels-a-lot-bigger-and-colder room. It gets lonely sometimes, but yeah well. I think I can say the same thing for the O2 newbies, I mean they're just 10 of them stuck in that 02 infested section (duh). So I guess it's a little off for them, too.

Zoology!

It's quite a difficult thing to say. I still blurt out, "Hey nagawa mo na yung Botan---ay no, Zo-ooh Lab Report pala!" Hey, one sem of Botany was enough, but I have to say that I loved it. I learned a LOOOOOOT from it, and I guess I owe that to my super brilliant oh sooo brilliant Botany teacher Ms Corky. Oh, and that there is my shot at presenting animal tissues. I got to finish it during our free-lab-session yesterday. Whoo!

So a new topic in Bio means a new teacher! We have Dr. Pasino for our Zo-ooh lab and lec sessions, and whew I am reallllly glad that she's our teacher (ehem). Upon meeting ehr the first time, it was quite obvious that we'd get a break from all the Corky-ness of the previous sem. She's bubbly, friendly, fair, talkative, and reallly kind. I love her! Although she leaves most of the studying for us--unlike Ms Corky who chooses to really dig into the very details of the subject--she says the stuff we don't find in books, so it's all a mixture of book+exp knowledge. Her style isn't as comprehensive as Ms Corky's, but again I think we deserve a break from that. Now, our post-lab report sessions are a lot lighter and pressure-free because we no longer have those FIRST-BLOOD-SWISH-BEYONDGODLIKE-MS-CORKY massacres way back in the Corky days. I can't even describe how sad and morbid Ms Corky is during sessions like those, but lemme just say that those days are long gone now that we have Dr. Pasino. What a joy!

Oooohhhh, and I have a new sched for my Zo-ooh classes. My lab sessions go MWF, 2 hours; lecture go MW, 5:50-7:20 pm. Then no more classes on Friday (before, it's just 5:50-6:50, MWF)! So we'll play whoknowswhat every 3:40-sawa on Fridays. Tsktsk.

Birthday Party! Birthday Party!

Nemia turned 17 last Monday (NOv. 13), but she had her party last night. So happy 17th to Nemia, who is quite possibly the bubbliest and most charming girl I've met. :-)

the o.c.

2006-11-02T14:33:00.000+08:00

California!

I finally finished watching seasons 1 to 3 of The OC. Well, I've already seen seasons 1 and 2 before when they were still aired on ETC, but oh what the heck it wouldn't hurt to watch the WHOLE thing all over again. I actually thought that I was somewhat losing my mind when I reached the third season--"Gago! Pinanood ko talaga lahat!" But yeah, I'm done with it. The thing is, I made "California" my true tone thingee, and I searched the net for some nice The OC theme for my mobile phone. But the themes were up to no good, so nyah scratch that. And every time I open our front door (we have three doors, so yung door na tinatawag naming the front door, yun na yun), I'd think "Hey, this sort of looks like Newport!" because our garden looks kick ass and the sky looks perfect and everything like that, but oh heck I'm not in Newport. So I think I mentioned something about losing my mind? Yes, I did, right there (points to this par's 3rd sentence).

Oh, the lady in photo is Marissa's bitchy mother, Julie. But weeeeeee, I heart her! She's my fave character on the show. Yeah anyway, I won't talk about her here... they have like FanChats or Forums for that on the show's website. And no, I'm not that much of a fan to actually sign up and gush about Seth and Newport and Ryan's biceps with the other OC fanatics from Wisconsin or kung saang lupalop mang may FOX. I'd rather be the silent fan, yoko nga magmukhang masa. Tsktsk :-)

So I'm sure I'll have this Newport hang-over until the middle of the semester--looking back, when I finished playing FF9, it was all I could talk about for like two days (good thing my seatmate back then was Mon Echevarria, so he can tolerate my FF groupie-ness). And come the first day of the second semester, I'll have something to blab about since I'm pretty sure that our first reflection-paper-that's-oh-so-emo-that-I-wanna-barf for our guidance class would revolve around the refreshing question WHAT DID YOU DO DURING YOUR SEMBREAK? Yeah, I can already imagine all my other classmates saying that they went home for the sembreak and invested their time (and emotions) for something valuable like family and friends whom they haven't seen for quite a while. And then when it's my turn I'll be all, "Oh, I just stayed home and watched this thing called The OC." or I could say, "I spent some time in Newport, this richkid-infested place in the state of CA." Yeah, both sound pretty geeky. I know, I know.

I should really stop it with this OC thing. But lemme just say that my brother still has this grudge with Mischa Barton. Bitchfit galore when she shows up on screen. Geez, my brother is sooo weird.

Second Sem!

As much as I'd like to say that I hate school and I think that school is stupid, I'm actually pretty excited of going back to Ateneo this Monday. Think of all the fun and learning that's in store for me!!! Yeah right. I don't want to go back to school just yet because I don't think I can live with the thought of waking up at 6AM every morning just so I can get those PLUS ONE for perfect attendance crap that some teachers give--oh wait, that's just one teacher, and she isn't even going to be my teacher anymore for this semester! So all the more reason for finding it really saaad to wake up that early now that I don't have any motivation.

If anything, there's no more BOTANY for me this sem! All right, I'm not exactly sure if that's a good thing--I mean, I did start to reaaaaally enjoy Botany because I got to color my fruits for our last lab report. Ahaha, I wished I could have colored my flowers write-up too; but I guess I won't get to have any of those thrills with my crayolas anymore since I really am not up to the challenge of coloring any animals that we might study for Zoology. So I really should have made the most out of my Botany days, tsktsktsk. So this sucks: Zoology Lab Session for like 2 hours ata, then break, then Zoology Lecture. Panget!!! I hate my new sched.

Plus, we have this thing called "Literature of the Filipino People" or something like that. Seriously, I'm not exactly fond of reading Filipino Lit because na-trauma na ako with my fourth year experience (with the maikling kwentos not really being maikli, liar ka Mochtar Lubis!!!). I heard that we have to study Visayan literature, eh hanggang DotA trashtalk lang kaya ang alam kong Bisaya eh ngayon I have to read and understand those deeeeeeep words? Man, I can't even speak Tagalog without shifting to English every now and then. So I guess Lit would be reaaaaalllllly interesting.

That's all I know; I can't recall what my other subjects are, so hehe bitin. Gaaah school again boohoooo. :-(

Last Lingaw.

So last gimik with friends tomorrow (Penong's then the Venue). And then laag on Saturday. Then come this Sunday, I'll spend some ME-Time! Yeah, I'm so gay. So that's it for my sembreak. I actually enjoyed it, to think it didn't even involve playing DotA.

I WANT TO STUDY ZEBRAS FOR ZOOLOGY! CAN WE DO THAT? THEIR BLACK-AND-WHITE STRIPES ARE SOOO FAB.

happy birthday JP!

2006-10-28T10:00:00.000+08:00

Happy 17th, JP Ferolino Abrina!!!

chincha!

2006-10-26T18:29:00.000+08:00

HAPPY BERTDAY CHINCHA! HAPPY BERTDAY CHINCHA! HAPPY BERTDAY HAPPY BERTDAAAAY, HAAAAPYY BERRRRTDAY CHIIIIINCHA!

yeah, first line had the colors, got too tamad to do the rest. Happy bertday Chincha!

sembreak '06

2006-10-20T09:07:00.000+08:00

I'm Really Out Of Cash Now.

Man, I hate my wallet and the way it seems to "move" with me when I'm having fun. I haven't been broke for a looong time, well mainly because I just ask Pa for extra money anyway. But now it's weird to ask for money because I really don't have school, and all I have to pay for are my rides to and from the Metro. Now where'd all my money go? Tss, I thought I saved up enough cash for this sembreak, but oh what the hell I guess all the weeks of settling for cheap food didn't exactly pay off. And the funny thing is that we're all out of cash. My friends have run out of money, too, and somehow that just makes me feel a little better. Yeay! At least we're all in this together. Meet Poordom. Hai.

Anyway, some of my high school buddies are home now. And that, I think, is one essence of the semestral break. More are coming home over the weekend, so I really have to start digging up for gold if I plan to hang out with these people. Or not. Who knows.

Chincha's Play!

I forgot how AdDU high school is so OTT when it comes to the dress code and in letting people enter the campus. I guess I've gotten used to being able to enter the Jacinto campus through the Claveria Gate or the Jacinto Gate when the Roxas Gate Cerberus declares that some part of your fabulous outfit just makes you unworthy of strolling around the campus. Yup, so having to hear the snotty remarks of the HS guard last night just took me back like a million years ago, when freedom was limited by the pages of the student handbook.

Thankfully, though, the guard must have forgotten that even if we were stranded on the benches of Gate 7, there was still that little gate at the end of the oh so short path leading to the babaan-ng-mga-may-kotse zone. So with JP trying to act as a distraction (which didn't exactly push through), we ran like stupid bastards down that path and went, "Ah we're in!"

Sheesh, the things we have to go through just to see Chincha in her play. One more thing, we actually bought her this bouquet thingie--which was relatively expensive-- and she didn't even appreciate the whole thing. Oh well, that's understandable because she was reallllly busy. So we went, "Aww," and went ahead with stalking our old teachers.

After a few hours, Marcel D. and Akeem F. finally showed up, and then after thirty minutes or so, we watched the play na. If anything, Chincha's play was really entertaining--what with the gay love scenes with matching Gardo Versoza music, the not so subtle sex scene of the igat girl with her Calculus teacher, Alfred dancing, Chincha's fabulous costumes, and yeah more of Alfred dancing. Weird, kasi yung character na walang sex scene eh siya pa yung nabuntis. So magic! Plus, Akeem and Marcel's makabobo commentaries added more flavor to the viewing experience, with all their "Ha? Hala si Cynthia nabuntis? Ahh siya yung anak! Ayy wait!"

After watching the second group's play, we left for Penong's because the guys haven't eaten dinner, and it was around 9PM ata. So ayun, we talked about the weird changes in the Matina campus and about what it was like in our colleges. So first, the walls of the covered walk along Acacia street creeped us out because Akeem was saying vague things like, "The Nazis, Berlin wall, ahh concentration camp yan na may konting butas para may konting freedom!" But yeah it was creepy, sheesh. And then the magical garden which sprouted dun sa may grade school. We were like, "Halaaa amazing! But what's the use?" Yeah, we may sound negative about the whole thing, but let's simply say that we just really miss the Matina Campus. Yesh.

Our conversations over our Inato's 1 & 2 were basically about college, how's this weirdo doing in his college, how we're coping with all the demands of college, etc etc etc. In the end we all agreed that so far, college is better than high school. High school was pretty much about friendships, relationships, firsts, with little attention to the grades (due to the absence of motivation, or the need for it). College, so far, is about surviving, pushing yourself beyond your limits, having 3-to-5-unit-subjects that are really what you're interested in, making friends but not growing too attached (that's a sick way of looking at it, actually, and it's not always true), and just keeping all your values in tact despite the pressures that may come along the way. And as I've noticed, we were all happy being in college. Marcel was extra happy, and we were all, "Ano ka man? Bakit ang saya-saya mo?" but then we'd all give him knowing looks because DUH, why wouldn't he be happy? And then more talks about what we do in our course, how we put up with all the studying, how Akeem negotiates with his parents (20% this blah blah, it was really amusing), how the habal-habal is structured, how my campus is just so small and connected, and how happy their schedules were compared to mine. Gaah.

Last night was pretty fun, we ought to do it again sometime soon. Yeah, no photos. I figured that you'll just have to read to get a grip of it.

red nail polish

2006-10-14T12:28:00.000+08:00

So this is it? Okay.

I'm officially on my break from all the rookie Biology stuff that I have to force in my brain just so I could call myself a doctor come the next ten years. The first half of my first year of Pre-med-- and man, I've already ranted about the experience more than I have about my other un-Biology-and-more-human experiences. This sucks; Biology deals with LIFE. So I'm basically ranting about life itself, now that puts me in the shoes of those loser the-world-hates-me-huhu people. Not. Classy. At. All.

What the hell was I talking about? Let's see: I got myself in trouble yesterday, went home rather late but still pretty much what they call a decent hour, then woke up reaalllyyy early with a terrible headache. So this is what they call the semestral break? Right.

Well, the last week of school went well. I mean, Thursday and Friday were pretty good days. We got excited on Thursday and went on playing Defense (that's what they call DotA now) even if we still had exams the next day. Yesh, so I guess Boyztrek Illustre will be our new burrow for the next three weeks. Yes, John, I played DotA when you challenged me not to. Wala pang 24 hours after ng challenge mo I played DotA na. What do you have to say to me now, ha? ha? ha?

Anyway, I've been keeping myself busy these past few days by being a complete bum and watching the OC season 2 again (because I liiiike it soooo much I don't mind watching it over and over again), and I'll probably start with the OC season 3 tomorrow. My brother is being a girl about the whole thing because he has already told me like three times that he does not like Marissa. Well, he doesn't like Mischa Barton, and he throws a bitch fit over it whenever he sees me watching the series (he already watched it before I did because I still had school and all, and now that I'm the one watching it he decides to express his opinions about Mischa blah blah). Yeah, well. I think she's okay because she's tall, and she wears good clothes on the show, and that's partly why I like the show anyway. SO I guess my brother can't say the same thing because what does he know about girly frills and boleros and stuff. Tsk.

Oh right, I actually started writing this post so that I could share stuff about Marcus' 17th bday party, and how we spent the last few days of school, and yeah show some photos. I don't have my USB right now, so I guess that the photos will just have to be published tomorrow. And I obviously didn't mention anything about Marcus' party before this part of the post, so I guess I'll pass that part, too. When my headache is gone and when I'm back to my normal weird self, I'll post something about those stuff soon. But right now, I think I have to leave because we'll play Defense. See what I mean? My life's just about sleep, Metro, Defense, the OC, sleep... and getting headaches on Saturday mornings. Tsss.

Oh and one more thing, I don't know anyone named Jack. As in yung kakilala talaga. It's a common name, right? So what's wrong with me, why don't I have a friend with that name? Sheesh!

My tagboard's a pain in the ass. I hate it. Die! All right, have a nice Saturday, everyone!

happy birthday france!

2006-10-13T18:33:00.000+08:00

HAPPY 17TH PRANCEL!

still here!

2006-10-06T20:18:00.000+08:00

Down to the Last Few Days of the 1st Sem

Yesh, the only thing that I have to do for school is take those final exams in Botany, Chemistry, and Math (all in Thursday, with little breaks in between); and English on Friday. After that, something called 'sembreak' officially starts. I'm finally reaching the end of the tunnel, so I'm all giddy and ungas-in these days.

I haven't updated much (yeah, much) lately because I got myself busy with the last tambak of requirements for my minor and major subjects... in an annoying way, my minor subjects demanded more thingies that my majors. Take Sociology, for example. We'll have to pass a research paper, and back then I thought that it was just all about having an introduction, then problem, then data, then results, then conclusion. But silly me, it actually has the format of the long-forgotten research paper for science, just like the Chico-days. C'mon, we didn't even have to do any research stuff for Botany!

Plants

Speaking of Botany... it's funny how I actually enjoyed doing the last Lab Reports. Yeah, the first Lab Reports I passed were made with the high school spirit of "ahh, pwede na to!" So I guess my scores were also "ahh pwede na to!" I mean, the question goes like, "What is adjfakjf? Explain briefly." And in my vocabulary, briefly actually means like 4 sentences, perhaps? But noooooo, compare my 4-sentenced answer to that of Kay's n-paragraphs with pretty drawings on it and yesh, I'll pretty much give myself a 4/10 and give Kay's a 10/10. Shet, I really shouldn't take things literally. So on my last Lab Reports, I really exhausted all my resources and hidden talents (like drawing better than Marcus, ahahahaha). I even colored the fruits in our Fruits Activity, what the hell! So there, hopefully that will take my Biology back to the 90's, as that was--still is-- my goal for my major subjects. Uh huh.

So again, I enjoyed doing the last Lab Reports. I wished I could have done it better with the first few, but oh what the heck we learn when it all ends, right?

Back on my first day of Botany class, I actually thought that plants were the lamest things in the world, and that I don't need to study plants in order to do well in understanding the human anatomy. I mean, where's the connection: plants are green, we are yellow/brown/black/white/pink--definitely not green. But you know how our super brilliant Botany teacher has that ability to leave a lasting impression on her fortunate students. So here are my fave Botany tag lines from my teacher, Mrs. Corky!

Do you think you could live without plants? They're the sources of oxygen, and they provide other living things with the basic molecules with which to build the organic molecules essential to life.

Plants are smarter than you! They know when to flower, they know which pollinators to attract, and how to attract these pollinators. So ikaw, kung may nagugustuhan ka, magpapacute ka, dapat alam mo kung paano kang magpapacute. Plants, flowers, can do that rather well. Minsan ikaw di pa gumagana ang pagpapacute. (Then she went on with people who are like "petals")

Have you seen an egg? Hard-boiled egg? (then discuss about denaturation)

Someone even answered that the exocarp of that fruit was edible (I think that fruit was pomelo or durian, and the exocarp is the peel of the plant)! I'll consider your answer if you can prove to me that durian/pomelo exocarp is edible. (so you'll have to bleed your mouth out with all the spikes of durian. stupid).

If anything, Ms Corky is probably the greatest Biology teacher... duh, compare her to Toopas. But I'm serious though, she's feisty and evviiiilll, but then she'll recognize your work (err, I think) if she thinks you're trying and actually doing well. She's also pretty fair when it comes to grading and stuff, so that's really good. Plus, she's super witty and sarcastic! She says things about our lesson, then she goes, "..., right?" And then we'll all say YES because she seemed believable when she said it. But then she'll say, "NO! Alam niyo, don't trust me too much. I might say things that are wrong just to check if you are reading our topics before coming to class, and then I might not correct it later. So figure it our yourself!" And it's sad that I started to like her on the last two weeks of classes! I hate this! Gaah!

So Botany may not exactly be my favorite subject, but I learned a whole lot from it! Well, plants aren't so dumb after all. Tss. So come this Thursday, I'll take the last test that Botany has to offer. I'm pretty excited about it, I like taking exams. I just don't like the stuff that you have to do prior to that. Yesh.

Ungas-in!

Some asshole was fortunate enough to have a picture taken with me. Yeah, he so doesn't look ungas-in in the photo, right? Ayusin mo ang buhay mo, hah!

HAPPY BEERDAY MaRX! Yooou OLD!

Gayness

2006-09-16T07:45:00.000+08:00

Kabadingan.

We experimented on Flowers for our Botany Lab session yesterday (and that's until Wednesday). So when I saw Marx's kinawat na sunflower, I basically said, "Ayyy! Hala! Sunflooooower!" Call me idiotic, but I've only seen real sunflowers twice in my life: once in that road going to UP Dil., and then Marcus' sunflower.

Yeah, so the lab tables had different sorts of flowers all over them. We had male flowers, female flowers, gay flowers, blah blah. I dunno, but seeing them all there somehow made me giddy and jumpy... kinda like the feeling I'd most probably get when I see Brad Pitt in person, whenever that is.

I've been singing "All I Ask of You" and that gay "Masquerade" song all week. Carlo would give me a weird look (but then again, he always has that weird look about him) whenever I'd start singing, and then he'd say, "My GAHD, stop singing that gay song!" But then again I'll keep singing it because I like to annoy Carlo. Sadly though, he came up with his own pathetic song that goes, "She's out of my league... (pause) She's out of my league... She's out of my league..." because of some Chinese girl (and Chinese girls only date YELLOW-skinned boys). And since JP's Frufru only dates Chinese people, too, he's also out of JP's league. So Carlo went, "They're out of our league!" And then add me to that, too, because Carlo claims that bald guy is also Chinese (even if he's NOT!). So yan, out of our league. Sad. Sheks, Carlo is so gay. :-)

Anyway, nothing much to report. The week dragged on pretty quickly, and my mood went from No Reaction to Smiling to Giddy and back to No Reaction. That helped when I got my midterm grades, might as well react and then go NR about the whole thing.

And oh yeah, I can't wait for the semester to end. By then I can say buhbye to Botany. Good.

Monster.

something to smile about.

2006-09-09T08:20:00.000+08:00

Finals! Sembreak!

October is fast approaching (yeah, September just started, but what the heck)! Back in high school, we didn't get much of the sembreak feeling since the administration is basically a cheat who puts all our sembreak days on the holidays. So technically, that's no break at all. But since I'm a college person now, I'd get to feel the tingly "Haay sembreak na!!!" thrill as my calendar slowly slashes out the days until October Sumthin.

Dude, when is our sembreak anyway? I never bothered to check.

Anyway, I have been hanging out with JP, Nemia, Rani, Jewel, Carlo, Marcus, and Kay for past three months. Sure, there are other acquaintances involved, but they're usually the ones I'm seen with in school. Unfortunately (or fortunately) though, I still get my anti-social attacks every now and then, which is why I tend to break down sometimes and go quiet all of a sudden, and then I'd go look for Cynthia or Kat just so I could breathe new air. But my anti social attack has only happened once, like this week lang, so I'm basically still immersed in the craziness and laughter of the Bigaon Babes. Heck, I never liked the term bigaon, but Kay baptized our group as that, so now at least it has a new meaning for moi. Shek, Bigaon Babes. :-D

Oh wait, I'm supposed to write about the fast-approaching sembreak! Alryt, I still don't have any clear plans as to what I'm gonna get myself into during the break, but I'm pretty sure that it'll partly be about playing DotA-- with the people I played with when I first learned about the game. And then Metro with Marcus! Yeay! Every single day. Then the other unplanned stuff would come in between.

What a joy, I wouldn't have any Biology or History during those days. It'll be all about being a bum.

What I hate about breaks, though, is that it's all good on it's first few weeks. But when you get to the third week, you're slowly running out of resources, so you scavenge for money--or for ways to have fun without money, which is quite non existent for us who seem to have fun only when we do have money. Yes, we are shallow creatures. Tsktsk.

Hopefully, my money won't evaporate completely on the first week. If it does, then I guess I'll just have to go to Cynthia's house and hang out there--hihi I am inviting myself, how classy. :-) But then again, it's Cynthia's house and we love it there! Now I'm tempted to blab about things that we'll most probably do there, but then dear it'll be a long post.

But it all boils down to two things: we'll talk about the things we blab about during lunch time (when we eat pritong manok or saging+quencher): the media, and people we know. The media would involve the latest Jessica Simpson stuffies, the intriguing world of pornography with guys like Carlo Maceda as the lead (kasi yun ang idol ni Ishee), and stuff in the Buzz blah blah. We're so babaw and dumb, trust me. But we give smart analysis on things though, like Cynthia saying "Ah anong gagawin mo pag virgin pa yung asawa mo tapos pano yan baka di sya marunong..?" and then I'd stare at her because I didn't expect her to think of such things. But it's a smart question, and we'll all go into a passionate conversation with ways as to how to solve that little problem. As with the second topic, well talking about people we know--or we think we know--is quite normal, I guess. Nalang.

O see, na-happy na ako. Man, I don't talk much when I'm in school. Well, not much compared to the others I hang out with anyway. So tiis nalang when I do blab it all here.

Come next weekend, I'll go out with Kat and Cynthia. And JP! Same as last time, yahoo. Feel free to join usshhh. :-)

For now, I have to get ready to go to Ice's house to do our History (yes, History na naman lagi nalang History ano bah major subject ba yan?) project for the finals. :-) Dude, we have the best teacher, I tell you.

huhu

2006-09-06T05:47:00.000+08:00

T.T

finally

2006-08-26T08:03:00.000+08:00

I am a 3D Loser.

Yesh. I am college freshman, but with the work that we have to put up with lately somehow seems to go against my view of what the first year in the university should be like: pretty much like high school. But crap! What we've been doing is not high schoolish ek ek. Teachers are insensitive, and I should stop procrastinating.

So eversince the midterm period started, I've been as loser-ish as ever. Sir Rivamonte has this clever thing with his hand forming a 3-D L. Back then, I'd laugh whenever he'd do stick his L-oriented-fingers up his forehead and face sideways just to show that he was indeed a 3-D loser. But now it seems much more like a reality, with me doing the thing with the left-right-front-back loserness of it all.

I haven't seen a decent movie lately. The last movie I saw in the moviehouse was Superman Returns. Wait, I think I watched a movie with Krishna and JP, but I forgot what that was. *trying to remember asdfasdfasdfadsf* If anything, all I could remember is that we were eating McDo's meal number 5 in the moviehouse, but no memory of what the movie was whatsoever.

Kadayawan is supposed to be happy: no classes for 4 days. But then our History teacher was sooooooo nice and oh-so-not-sadistic that she decided to give us a reaction paper and a great chance to showcase our talents, or the lack of it, through a 30-minute creative presentation on the American Occupation. That covers the last 6 chapters for our midterms. So there, 3/4 of our Kadayawan holidays were spent preparing for that presentation. Ours was actually pretty good because it showed variety--Telenovela, gameshow, walang kamatayang news report, musical, cooking show, rock band concert, Xmas carol, tableau, and interpretative dance. Back in the wonderful world of high school, that would be kick ass. Weirdly though, the other groups had serious presentations--with painted backdrops, straight English and all that. But I'd still say we had a grrreat presentation, basta yun na yun!

I didn't get to shop when the malls decided to have their midnight sale blahblah. My brother actually bought a lot of new stuff, so that makes things worse for me. But then again it's okay since the shops I go to usually put their old stocks on sale, with the new ones still being over P500, so I didn't lose anything.
I haven't driven in three weeks. No more de-stressing therapy, no wonder why I feel so gaaaaah lately.
I still haven't saved anything. DotA during the Kadayawan days ate up all my money (since I didn't ask money from my parents na). And though I'm getting better at the jeepney rides, I AM STILL BROKE.

I'm starting to loathe Botany (agaiiiiin), and so now I'm looking at my Chemistry lectures to somehow do magic with my scores. I understand photosynthesis, but the thought of having to remember the enzymes and the chemiosmotic blah blah of it all puts me on Dumb Ass mode. As with math, it's quite easy but then it gets annoying when your paper has ?'s written all over it--which means that our brilliant and super funny teacher does not understand your answer because you don't have the solutions or the other requirements that he imposed earlier. S.A.D.

The fact that I'm writing about being a loser makes me much more of a loser. Marcus, stop possessing me, youuuu asdf!

Anyway, the midterm exams are up on Thursday (I think). I might as well finish my History reading so that I won't have to cram for it on Wednesday night--sabay pa naman sila ng Botany. At the end of the finals, we're all hoping for a grade of over 90 just so we wouldn't have to take the departmental exams--which covers ALL the lessons during the whole semester. Seriously, who wants to take that?!? So I'm working for that 90.

But before that, I'm off for one game of howling and making wolves and being a wolf and then passively having extra damage. Blah blah, Kamille, 2 hours lang, then study na. Yesh, 2 hours lang, study na. 2 hours lang...

happy bertday john! yeay!

2006-08-21T11:41:00.000+08:00

Uy August 21!

Happy Berde, Tay!!! Yeay!

asdfjkl; asdfjkl; adsfjkl; adsfjkl;. Ahh bully kah.

Ateneo Fiesta

2006-08-12T20:12:00.000+08:00

Fiesta?
*Taglish ang post na to

Shades of brown ang kulay ng shirts namin,
tas denim pambaba. Naks.

Let's see... no classes nung Thursday and Friday kasi nga fiesta namin. Tas no class pa this coming Tuesday. Tas no class again this coming Friday. Tas no class na naman sa 21. Hansaya! So that's like minus a couple of sessions for our Botany lecture... WHAT A JOY! Sadly though, I still have about 10 chapters to read for History because the Midterm exams will be on the first week of September, so asdlfjasdkjfaskdjfkadjfkladjfkdajfkladjflaksjflakjdf.

But I digress; back to the fiesta thing! Haha, oh my God way back in HS I'm basically the type of person who is so anti-parade and anti-kakornihan-like-that because as you all know, I am so cool and perfect and I don't need to do those stuff because that will only put bahid to my perfection. Sheesh, shut up. But then now, because I'm an uto-uto na freshman and I'm a verrrrry responsible and totally hindi tinatamad na class president, I made it a point to show up in the parade of the different divisions in Ateneo (which marks the opening of our fiesta). Yeassh, assembly time at 6AM in Rizal. Then we walk all the way to Jacinto. O, di ko nga kayang magjeep eh, tas palalakarin pa ako. Langhiya, but kasi nga responsable at hindi-inutil ako na presidente, so yeah I decided to come. And sa sobrang bait ko, I decided to show up at 6AM (seriously, I was not like this is high school; what happened to moi?). Shockingly, wala pang tao sa Rizal!

Driver (aka my Kuya): O Kim, ikaw pa lang ata!
Me: Huh! Akala ko 6AM!!! San na sila???
Driver: Naniwala ka rin na 6AM?! May ganyang tao pa pala these days?

Stupid kuya. Hehe joke lang. But ayun, since I was the only student from the NS division na dumating at 6AM, I stayed in the car muna. Tas thankfully, another uto-utong freshman by the name of Marcus Belen showed up after a couple of minutes. So ayun, since we're quite sure na di pa talaga darating ang mga tao (moreover, di pa magsastart yung parade), we decided to walk to Clickerz Bolton. So one game muna. JOY JOY JOY. Minus bente agad sa wallet, eh ang aga-aga pa. Argh.

Then parade at 8AM. Asdfhjkl. Kung kelan ako naging responsable at mabait, tsaka naman di nangyari yung dapat mangyari on time. Unfair!!!

So ayun, parade! If anything, that parade just showed how nerdy and kawawa our division was. Imagine, there are thousands of students in Ateneo. But then only 200 come from the Natural Science & Math Division. Ayun, sad tuloy yung float namin. Huhuhu. Ayoko na! Shift na ako sa Engineering kasi may drums pa sila at talagang kinareer yung pag-parade nila. Langya.

So after the parade, hayun! We had the Mass as usual, then later on made sibat na to go to the mall. The guys (Carlo, Marx, JP) went shopping, and I played the role of Carson the Queer-Eye-For-The-Straight-Guy Gay.

Come Friday, ayun. Dapat maghohorror house kami nun, I mean langhiya I actually paid 8 bucks for the ticket! That's like masakit sa wallet grrrabe. Tsss, we didn't push through with using that ticket kasi andaming pumila. Kaya ayun, we played nalang with our classmates. So may bagong narecruit na naman kami for DotA: Kay Nasser. O diba? Antibay ng influence namin ehhh.

Alryt, so back to the actual activities. Hangulo. Kaninang morning was the Installation Art Contest, and that's still per division. So I was the representative from the first year level, and I had Kay (and Marx) with me. Basta 4 students per year level plus 3 faculty members and 3 officers from the division. The theme had something to do with Mama Mary, and then we were supposed to use ORGANIC stuff lang. Being a genius at Science (since Natural Science nga yung division namin), medyo taas-kilay kami sa ibang divisions kasi nga parang di ata organic yung ginamit nila. Boohoo, so ayun we wallowed in our nerdness na lang kasi bongga talaga yung sa kanila right. But then ours actually worked quite well, so yeay! :-)

And then JP and Nemia decided to represent our division for the poster making contest kasi wala silang magawa sa life nila. So here are their beeeyooootttiiifffuuuulll works of art.

So ayun, tinamad na si JP sa end kaya ayun ang ganda talaga ng work niya. Walang effort. Ipanlaban mo ba naman sa artwork nina Julius (guy sa left) at Good-Artist-Guy (his work yung nasa baba). O, panalo talaga diba?

Hirit din si Nemia. :-)

Sana wala na munang pasok. I don't want to go back into reading about stems and petioles and water hyacinths just yet.

Updates

2006-08-06T11:32:00.000+08:00

Insufficient Gold. No, walaaang gold.

Gaah, I have not saved anything since June. I think I've already exhausted all means by which I could spend less money-- eating lunch at Mom's office, eating toron during breaks kasi six pesos lang yun, making pasundo and pahatid, and not doing any more of my impulsive buying stints. So theoretically, dapat P100 lang ang gastos ko per week. So ano bah, where'd my other money go?

Taxi rides to and from the Metro during weekends (so that's minus P200). DotA (going beyond P100 per week, if Marcel comes along). And then the walang kamatayang miscellaneous stuff, which I offer to pay for just so Mama could say, "Ayy ambait, sige I'll pay for the misc stuff next time."

So because I am already seventeen and in first year college which is supposedly mature enough to try and act in a mature way gaah, I am relearning how to ride the jeepney! I mean, I don't mind if it's just from my house to Ateneo Matina. But then from my house to Ateneo Jacinto, I find it quite stressful and faaar. Huh, and so I have the right to complain when all my other classmates come from Mintal or Toril, or say from Las Terrazas (?) and then going to UP Min.

But sige lang, I'm improving because yesterday, I rode the jeepney to get to my mom's office. Now all I have to do is to keep going at that pace and then by next month I'm like an expert na with the jeepney routes and stuff.

Or better yet, I think my parents should just buy me a car. That way, yeah, I'll have a car.

spot where my future car will be
parked every damn day

Improvements in my Blah-Life.

My nightlife has begun its resurrection. Yeay, I love Friday nights! But that's actually a sad thing because then I'll have to spend money again, right. But nyeh, it's okay. Once a month doesn't hurt, anyway.

Social life? Nah, sadly I'm still quite anti-social. But mind you, I am nice and I smile a whole lot whenever strangers talk to moi. And besides, Carlo-the-social-butterfly gets me to meet other people (ahem ahem), so yeay I think I'll be a little less of an anti-social by September. Man, I fear people. Not. Anymore. Thanks. To. Carlo.

Academic stuff. If anything, Botany lectures are now even more dynamic and ultraelectromagneticpop-ish because our super brilliant Bot teacher decided to go lay-low on her lectures and to put our brains (and aral skills, if there is such a thing) to good use. So there'll be less lectures and more you're-the-student-so-you-tell-me-about-how-this-thing-works-and-if-I-like-your-answer-then-you'll-most-probably-get-a-high-grade. Or not.

Si Marcus kasi bah! Haay, last Tuesday again our Botany lecture was going hahaaay and so I guess nabobohan na naman yung teacher sa amin kasi apparently we didn't know what she was talking about (I think she said, "Have you seen a stem? May cork bah?", and then she'll be frustrated because we're still hesitant to answer her questions--again, nabobohan sya sa amin hahahaha). And so she said, "What do I have to do in order to make you guys study your lessons? Ano bang motivation niyo para mag-aral?" And then Marcus said, "QUIZ!" And then Botany teacher went, "Okay, study Xylem, Phloem, Soil Nutrition, Secondary Growth, and what we have discussed today. Quiz next meeting." So ayun, gaaah mweset! Ang haba nun, kaya yung stinadihan ko lumabas lang din sa brain ko kasi ang dami-daming cortex-parenchyma ek-ek na terms and they all went cerelac sa brain ko. Nalang, I hate reading. I'd rather have the teacher go on about stems and stuff while I take down notes and deal with 'em later pag may quiz na talaga. Boo.

Cheerdance. No idea, di naman ako nagchecheerdance. ECA ko is DotA. See, that's like extra spending. Neoooo.

Free cut pa rin on Sociology tom, so ayun.

Bow.

Mamang Magnanakaw Did JP.

Nyehe, I think yung Mamang Magnanakaw na nakita ko sa jeep last time ang nagnakaw ng cellphone ni JP. Hehe, construction worker with parang highlighted-hair tas reddish-brown ang color ng skin tas basta malaking tao? Haha! Karma nalang sa kanya.

Man, I'm out. I need sleep. Ooooh, andaming bading na guapo. Tsss, sayang! Yesh.

cheering hangover

2006-07-29T07:37:00.000+08:00

So, was it meant to be that way? Yes?

I know that I tend to be bobo in spelling, but I'm not bobo enough not to be able to spell (or read) F-R-E-S-H-M-E-N. In the second photo, niyeks lalo lang ata ako naging bobo! Akala siguro nila na palindrome ang FRESHMEN. Asa pa kayo.

But if anything, the freshies looked like sentinel monsters. Hangkyuuut!

So who won? asdfghjk asdfjkl; asdfjkl; asdgjk l; (too tamad to make kwento).

Ayee!

jp ferolino abrina. tsss.

lyrics

2006-07-21T19:59:00.000+08:00

Nagfast forward na nga talaga!

Nyaha, well today's the last day of hell week. Come to think of it, it wasn't really that hell-ish at all. I mean, I'm naturally born with grace and effortless-ness that I don't have to lose my nerve whenever I cram for the facts in History and Botany. But then again, I don't cram because I'm so perfect and great about everything.

I WISH! So I know that I should've started studying for the exams last Sunday so that I won't have to cram on the night before the much-dreaded-and-much-dapat-at-least-85-ang-percentage-thing-kasi-pangit-ang-ibang-scores-in-previous-tests Botany exam, but I don't care because I think I really got a feel of what it means to be in college. How dumb of me to have thought that come exam week, they'll give us half day classes just so we could prepare for our exams the next day. But NOOO, things don't work like that here.

"Adjust quickly--you can't go back to high school anymore. This is college," as our super brilliant and totally-hindi-sadista Botany teacher would say. And for the millionth time, she nailed that point again (just like when she does in our class discussions, much more our lab reports). Man, she's like the twilight zone.

Anyway, the whole exam scenario had the usual student(A) say "Sino nga yung Governor General blah blah blah," and then student(B) would reply, "HA? SINO?! HINDI KO LAGI ALAM YAN!" And when the teacher comes, student(B) panics because apparently insecure sya kasi may mga di pa siya napag-aralan, so all he/she can do is go, "AHH PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORYYYYY" while focusing on the pages of his/her notebook. And if that doesn't work (kasi Carlo doesn't have photographic memory), summoning Sarah Lopez still is a good alternative.

Bottom line: tapos na ang exam. Hello DotA!

My History Teacher is Psychic

Our super gangster-rapper-tiny-babels History teacher Mrs. Aquino discussed the coverage of our prelims nung Tuesday. Then out of nowhere, she just went on about other exams (I think it was a Nursing exam of some sort) having contents like "As a nurse, what's the best thing for you to do pag may magnanakaw kang nakasakay sa jeepney?" So weird yun.

Then nung Wednesday afternoon, Marcus and I rode a jeepney to school (kasi umuwi kami). Then yung katabi kong girl bababa sa may UM (not the one in Matina), so ayun binitbit niya na ang bag niya tas naghihintay nalang na huminto yung jeep. Then yung mama-in-his-forties na katabi niya, biglang sumiksik sa kanya tas napansin kong may dinudukot sa bag nung katabi ko. Tas naweirduhan ako so kinuhit ko yung girl tas sabi ko, "Miss, yung bag niyo." And then I guess naweirdohan yung girl sa akin, so inulit ko "YUNG BAG MO, BANTAYAN MO." And then nagka-lightbulb yung girl sa taas ng head niya, and so ayun she said, "Ahh, thank you," tas bumaba na siya kasi nasa may UM na rin yung jeep, pero napansin nung mamang-magnanakaw na napansin ko sya. So since wala na yung girl, katabi ko na tuloy yung magnanakaw. Tas si Marcus umurong nalang sa harap ko kasi naweirdohan na kami dun sa magnanakaw kasi masama na yung tingin sa akin. Tas baka may knife siya or something kaya ayun alert si Marcus to box him (kasi nga boxer si Marcus ü) the moment the magnanakaw starts to make a move.

So ayun, thankfully nagtabis lang siya the whole time, and all I could think of was "Err, don't hate me. Magnanakaw ka man, bad man yan. Don't hate me bah!" Thankfully, wala namang effect yung tabis niya so bumaba nalang siya. Oh okay. Then nung pagdating namin ni Marx sa Ateneo, dun pa ako nagfreak out hahaha. Delayed reaction.

So ayun, inisip ko tuloy na psychic yung History teacher namin kasi nga she mentioned about a situation like that. So question nga yun sa exam right, and the correct answer for that daw was PRAY. So dapat nagpray nalang ako while ninanakawan yung girl para hindi magtabis yung mamang-magnanakaw sa akin the whole time. Siguro crush ako nun kaya talagang tumititig sa akin. HAHAHAHAHA, nah, I don't think so too. If anything, evil never wins. Karma nalang sa kanya.

:-)

*How lovely is your dwelling place,
O Lord, mighty God, Lord of all.*

Even the lowly sparrow finds a home for her brood;
and the swallow, a nest for herself
where she may lay her young;
in Your altars, my King and my God.*

Blessed are they whose dwelling
is Your own, Lord of Peace.
Blest are they refreshed by springs and by rain,
when dryness daunts and scathes.
Behold my Shield, my King, and my God.*

I wouldforsake a thousand other days anywhere
if I could spend one day in Your courts,
belong to you alone.
My strength are You alone
my Glory, my King, and my God.*

It's about time. Tara, kantahin natin :-)

fast forward

2006-07-16T12:31:00.000+08:00

Driving: the Diversion Road is boring.

Mood thing again earlier today. It's Sunday, so I just have to compete with a few cars that passed through the D.R. Where's the thrill in that? Huh. That song from Up Dharma Down played again this morning--man, I hear that everyday! NU 107 should stop playing that, gaaah. But the song is nice anyway, so blah blah.

Anyway, back to the mood thing. The weather here is cool nowadays, sort of reminds me of Christmas morning when all I'd wanna do is bury myself under my Minnie Mouse quilts and just feel all "weeee". Hope you got what I meant. Anyway, it's sad that Christmas is still five months away. And in those five months, I'll still go through a lot of hell.

And again, back to the mood thing. If anything, driving puts my mind off my school work... off the Prelims that'll be at the end of this week... off the bad vibes from all those pages of my Botany book which I still have to read and understand. So yun, it's just me and the road. And the cool weather. Plus my dad in the passenger seat, giving out comments about my driving (which I'll just have to put as "constructive and ego-building curses" blah blah). Yeah, what a nice way to spend a cool Sunday morning.

So erase Up Dharma Down and NU 107, I played my Jeff Buckley tunes today. So you could imagine my mood to be all "fast forward na beh" and stuff like that.

So fast forward to 7PM of Friday this week because finally the Prelims are done and I wouldn't care about how I did. The exams are over, and that's always a happy thing.

Fast forward to Saturday this week because finally I'll get to see Marcel again! And I'll get to play youknowwhatcrapthatis again after fasting for two weeks.

Fast forward to July 26 because that'll be the start of my short holiday, what with the teachers having their retreat. What a joy, what a joy!

Fast forward to July 28 (?) because I'll get to watch Igpit's masterpiece for schoolyear 2006-2007. Plus, we miss Ateneo Matina!

Fast forward to mid August because that's always the best time for an Atenean.

Fast forward to the Semestral Break because it is the semestral break.

Fast forward to December 24 because I simply love it when it's December 24.

Fast forward to when I graduate from college and enter med school!

Fast forward to when the Philippines gets a little less corrupt and a little more successful and high-tech and good and not-like-how-it-is-now. Haha.

Fast forward to when Scary Movie gets its 101st movie.

Fast forward to when I faint. And die.

You know what, forget it. I honestly don't like the hell that this week is going to be, but waaah what joy will there be in those fast-forward-to-situations if hell week won't happen? Hell week magnifies the wellness of every good thing. So hell week is essential for my own happiness and fulfillment.

And so Paulo Coelho taught me that.

But if there's really something I'd like to go fast-forward into, it'll be when I get my driver's license done because I honestly don't want to go through all the hassle of getting it. Kapoy. Too much LTO suffocates me. Gaah.

Fast forward to July 17!

HAPPY BertDAY ISHEE! :-) YEAAAAY!

sad

2006-07-09T13:15:00.000+08:00

:-(

pagod

2006-07-07T20:48:00.000+08:00

I. Am. Tired.

Ah wala na talaga. Breakdown breakdown I am exhausted. And I still have a lot of things to do pa. Ano ba, what's wrong with the world. Boohoohoo, ayoko na nito! Gaah.

Okay, so anyway. The prelims will begin on the 22nd (YEAHOO, first taste of how exams in college go). I am so excited to take those damned exams! So excited that you can compare me to an electron that has just met up with a photon from some light source and now I'm like going boom from one energy level to another and back again to my original energy level just so I could produce something that would be a part my emission spectrum. But then again I'm still very excited that I won't return to those lower energy levels just yet, yuck kaya.

Shut up. So a few things that happened this week.. hmm. Sunday, Manny Pacquiao!!! Monday, our group had this much-awaited-and-highly-pinaghandaan-to-the-point-na-namugasay-na-talaga post-lab discussion. After witnessing the previous groups being taray-ed by our super brilliant Botany teacher, ayun we were possessed by some nerdy demon who wanted to prove to that super brilliant Botany teacher that we are smart students who have potentials to become doctors in the future (plus it always feels great to be able to have that HAAA-IN-YOUR-FACE right). Gaah. So ayun we were on rice-mode nga right, tas when we had the discussion (it was about OSMOSIS, by the way), basically natahimik lang din kami kasi ang galing ng teacher humanap ng anything na hindi namin napag-aralan. So the preparations we did were wala lang. Sad, tragic, but it wqas freaking hilarious because we must've looked like complete LOSERS after that. HAHAHAHAHAHA YUCK LOSER! MARCUS LOSER! :-)

Oks, so Tuesday Botany Lecture was fun (as always, rrright). I know a lot about plasma membranes now. Yeaaassshhh. That makes the world a better place all of a sudden. So Wednesday, practical exam for Botany lab. Hell! I KNOW BAGSAK AKO DUN! Nakakataranta, 1 minute tas 3 questions, tas di ko gets yung specimen sa microscope. 4 Numbers lang ang sure ko dun, huhu major ko pa naman yun. That test made me sad. Kaya naghinangul sa hero kill after, gaah I love you Naix! Ayt, Thursday, we had more Botany lectures on the cell structure. ENJOY baya. So our super brilliant Botany teacher would ask us questions right, the type that's quite sarcastic and common sense. But then no one would respond to her questions kasi takot kami sa kanya, so ayun you could see her getting frustrated because we're like super bobo. I even remember her asking in one of her lectures, "WAIT, YOU HAVE SEEN A BOILED EGG BEFORE, RIGHT?" ahahahahahah! Ano kami, primitive people? Ayun, I'm sure nabobobohan na siya sa amin, and it's really funny kaya that's what I think of nalang when I don't know the answers sa quizzes niya kasi at least that way I'll be happy. But anyway, yeah I enjoyed her lectures. Yesssh, endoplasmic reticulum (aayyyy it's sooo Gardo Versoza, parang malaswa weird uy yuck).

Last, Friday! That's today! Math chapter test kanina. Hmm I really wanted to do well on that since I already did badly on the first test. LANGYA, AKALA KO OKAY NA YUNG ANSWER KO EH PERO AYUN DAPAT PALA COMPLETE TALAGA ANG SOLUTION AYAN TULOY MALI NA! But it's okay because I looooooove our Math prof and yeah, it's math. I get happy with that. So ayun, di dapat i-mental math during his tests, so ayun I got praning kanina kaya ang haba ng solution ko. Hopefully ok na yun.

I. Am. Still. Tired.

Lots of nesvita + kulang sleep + Botany = ____ Wala na, bad word na talaga yun kaya ____ nalang. Actually, I haven't found a bad word that would describe it, so ____ nalang talaga.

I'll do all my requirements tomorrow just so I won't cram come exam time. Reaction papers in History and Sociology, research paper in history, parang research paper in Sociology rin, an 8-minute presentation in PE, book report in English. So paano ba yan... even the lowly sparrow finds a home for her brood... haay Lord help.

I. Am. Still. Very. Tired.

I just realized this. Man, it's annoying when you've already done your own share of chanting OSMOSIS-PLASMAMELLA-LEUCOPLASTS at 11 in the evening, tas when you come to school the next morning your classmates still know a whole lot of terms that are like super weird na but connected to your lesson pa rin. Nakaka-insecure, langya! Kaya cram mo nalang sa head mo yung info na yun. BOOHOO. So that's how it feels pala. Wala lang :-)

So JP, Marcus, and I simply go, "CHANNELING SARAH LOPEZ." and then JP does this trick with his hands, and then I'd say, "SARAH LOPEZ, POSSESS ME!" Haha. Freaky. Tas when Marcus asked us a couple of questions about the Allium cepa and the Cucurbita maxima, we were like on fire na kasi we got the answers to his questions. So parang Sarah Lopez was really there, tas biglang we'd forget about a certain term so she'd be like gone na. And then all that's left would be Marcus Belen. JP Abrina. Kamille Comilang. Yun nalang, wala nang Sarah Lopez power.

Next time, we'd do Eugene D. nalang. :-)

Pahabol.

4TH OF JULY = ELI SIDAYA'S BIRTHDAY! SO WELCOME TO THE CLUB, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I LAB YOU, YOU DA MAN!

happy birthday dindo!

2006-07-02T19:36:00.000+08:00

Happy birthday Dindo!

I don't see any significance whatsoever, but he asked me to put this in here. Man, you're really hangul for attention huh? Ha? Ha? Ha? So this is a little crap from our YM session earlier today...

dindo009: naks, di ka invi mode ngayon ah.
kimcomilang: naks ka rin! online ka ngayon ah!
kimcomilang: oist, happy birthday!!! yahooooo!
dindo009: naks, so you still remember. kilig naman ako haha.
kimcomilang: haha! oo naman. eh ilagay mo ba naman sa status msg mo yun eh. tanga na ata ang di makakapansin.
dindo009: birthday ko na nga eh, di mo pa sinakyan! wala kang kwentang babae! HAHA!
kimcomilang: tsss, o happy birthday na! how old na ba?
dindo009: whatever. basta dehins pa bente. o diba? eh kaw, seventeen. bata pa tasss.
kimcomilang: nyaks. ulol! panu yan, dalagang dalaga ka na. hahahaha.
dindo009: oo nga, dami nang manliligaw YUCKY lol
kimcomilang: haha sira!
dindo009: so how's college treating you?
kimcomilang: diba you're my fan, diba you read my blog, diba you're obsessed with me. diba stalker kita? man you should know how i'm doing. boo.
dindo009: oo nga eh, di naman ata halata na lagi kang nagwhiwhine sa mga entries mo. REKLAMADOR TUMAHIMIK KA!
kimcomilang: haha oo nga eh. pero enjoy naman. kayang-kaya! o diba, optimistic!
dindo009: hehe. sira ka talaga. so ano na yan, magmemed ka na talaga? kaw kasi, dapat dito ka na lang nag-aral.
kimcomilang: where? manila?
dindo009: specifically here in la salle.
kimcomilang: o nga, nabasa ko sa tagboard ko. may aswang na nagsabing dapat sa la salle nalang ako. yaks, di naman kami rich tulad mo ano!
dindo009: di ako rich!
kimcomilang: you have a condo in makati, you study in la salle, you drive a car, you wear levi's. kaya shut up!
dindo009: eh mayaman si fafa eh.
kimcomilang: hahaha joke!
dindo009: joke talaga. ano ako, macho dancer? haha!
kimcomilang: ahh, di ka talagang papasa sa pagiging macho dancer.
dindo009: uy, kaw ha? eh alam mo pala ang mukha ng macho dancer huh? :-D
kimcomilang: BATUKAN KAYA KITA! ha? ha? ha?
dindo009: hay, suplada talaga tsktsk.
kimcomilang: di ah, birthday mo kasi. lambing yan hahahahahaha.
dindo009: oo na. wait, i have a paper to write for a crappy subject.
kimcomilang: naks, gumagawa ka pala ng hw. nakkksss naman, achievement! :-)
dindo009: whatever, lady. random question: if you could kill someone, who would it be?
kimcomilang: ano ba yan, bakit naman ganun ang tanong mo?
dindo009: just answer it!
kimcomilang: i'd kill... err... kill ba talaga?
dindo009: eh kunwari lang. o sige, sino ang mga taong dapat mamatay as soon as possible?
kimcomilang: yung mga magsusuicide?
dindo009: ano ba! akala ko ba matalino ka! bigay ka nga ng desenteng sagot!
kimcomilang: eh wala namang kwenta tanong mo eh!
dindo009: o sige ako, dapat mamatay ang mga macho dancer sa mundo.
kimcomilang: again with the macho dancer? tama na, disturbing mental images hahahahahaha! ahem, o sige ako naman, dapat mamatay ang lahat ng mga torpe sa mundo.
dindo009: OKAY! so i'll write a paper about you, basta it's for psych. i'll analyze you blah blah, kung bakit mo nasabi yan. o, okay diba?
kimcomilang: ngeks.
kimcomilang: alis na ko. aral pa ako ng osmosis.
dindo009: at 9 in the morning? lady, i forget that you're a nerd.
kimcomilang: and i forget that you could be an asshole. ayt bai, ingatz! happy berde!
dindo009: oks! ingat at do well in school.

Miss ko na si ___. Don't worry Dindo, it's not you. :-)

2006-06-29T09:35:00.000+08:00

:-)

"How lovely is your dwelling place, hoah Lord, mighty God, Lord of all... Even the lowly sparrow finds a home for her brood. And the swallow, a nest for herself, where she may lay her young. (pause) my KING and my GOOOOOD. (pause pause) I will forsake a thousand other days hmmm mmm mmm (pause pause) my King and my Gahhhhhhhd."

If we keep going like this everytime we have lab sessions for Chemistry, I'm sure that our classmates will start slapping us by the time we get to the "my KING" part. Tss, we won't even get to sing the "and my GAAAAAHHHDDD" part, which we do with full conviction and crap like that. Langhiya, research niyo nga lyrics ng song na to. Hanggang first verse lang lagi eh. Tss.

:-(

Botany lectures are a pain in the ass. Let's see: the prof is obviously verrry smart, and then she asks us these questions just to check if we know about the things she's talking about, but apparently we don't because we're too tamad to read the thick book (some don't even have the thick book), or we're just plain stupid and ignorant about plants.

In my case, I don't read the thick book because the things in there will be discussed anyway, and I am so bobo about Biology because I was blessed with a very good and informative Biology teacher way back in second year high school. So I blame her for the difficulty that I am having. DIE you OLD____. Jeez, joke lang. I don't blame her or anyone for that matter.

I guess I'll just have to keep up in my Botany lectures. So far, I've had good scores in my quizzes, except for that 0/8 in one quiz. But oh well, it's all good... I think.

:-\

I've changed a lot. Yep, college has a way of changing the way you work.

So I take down notes in Botany now right, tas I discovered that I have this special skill of writing crap that the teacher says--yeah, she'll keep talking and I'll keep on writing. Tas when I look at my notes come review time, I remember the crap easily na. So parang when I write on my notebook, I'm like inscribing the crap on my brain na. So I guess my brain's full of crap now. Even when playing DotA, for just a split second, the line "coacervates are bounded by a water shell" just cross my mind. So there. Yeay.

I'm also a loooot more organized these days. Way back in high school, I simply fold all my fact sheets and stash them on my math book. So my math book is filled with quizzes and papers and notes and drawings, right. But now, I have a pink folder that carries all my fact sheets and papers and other stuff. Tas I have this envelope-na-may-compartments for my quizzes! Exciting! I've never been this organized! Man I'm on fire! Sheesh. So I don't say, "LANGYA SAN NA YUNG HAND OUT NA YUN?" anymore because everything and I mean everything is in my pink folder na. Tsss. Bongga. But I think hanggang July lang to. I'll get tamad and be a bum again, so I'll throw my papers in my drawers na lang. Well, I'll have to enjoy my being OC while it lasts.

:-O

Dapat kamukha nina Diego Luna o Gael Garcia Bernal ang lahat ng mga lalaki sa mundo.

Bow.

2nd week

2006-06-23T20:38:00.000+08:00

"So I'm like an expert na with the microscope, Pare."

Yeay! I totally get it now, man! Weeee! My days of saying "LPO-HPO my ass ka dyan!" are long gone. I love microscopes!

So we viewed plants cells (of the squash, bell pepper, onion, and unknown-water-plant-here) for our Botany lab session today. Marcus and I focused on the Cucurbita maxima (that's the squash). Blah blah tamad to go on with my kwento. HAHA.

But my point is... hmm... upon looking at the cells and the fibers that make up that squash specimen, I was able to determine,with full confidence, my sole reason for being here on earth-- and that is to keep viewing nature's wonders under the Low Power Objective (because it provides more light) of the microscope. Yeah, and I'll keep on viewing it until I faint and die. And then the decomposers would feed on my body. And then I'll again be a part of the matter-and-energy-of-the-universe-thing-that-my-super-genius-Chem-teacher-talks-about. And then yeah after a few years I'll again be a part of some other thing, probably a component of another human being's DNA. And that human being will be in the person of Bill Cosby and Angelina Jolie's baby girl. And then ayun, she'll have a pretty baby girl din because that girl contains a part of me in her genes. See, I help make the world a more beautiful place to be in!

Gaah, I'm just a freshman. Bobo ako about Biology and Chemistry. All I know is that I have a lot to learn pa, so someday when I'm wiser, I'll edit the previous paragraph and fill it up with all the genus and weird Biology terms that I could find.

Speaking of genus, I got a ZERO on my Botany quiz kanina. Malay ko ba kung anong genus ng kalabasa noh, basta alam ko lang na orange sya. HAHA. Potek, nag-BS Biology pa ako. HUH. Sa mga nakapasa ng quiz na yun, kayo'y mga dakilang bayani.

Second Week.

So, how was my second week of college? Consider this: I didn't take the elevator to get to our classes on the 7th floor. I got elected as Class President, with my friends saying "WHAAT? IKAW???" (bakit ba? ha? ha? ha? kaloko mo!). I passed my History quiz (whew!), but the things that I memorized just went gazzooom-I'm-gone-na after I took that quiz. I got a zero on my pre-lab assignment for Chem (kasi ignorante kami at new word para sa amin ang "pre-lab assignment". I had to put up with our Math teacher, who glances at Marx and I every five seconds (tss, in lab kay Marcus).

Oh, and I'll have to contribute for the thermometer that we (Marx, Carlo, and I) lost in one of our Chem Lab sessions. YEAY! And Marcus broke a cover slip in Botany. Sheesh, we're so banga, Marx.

O, so I have to put up with this before I go into the wonderful world of med school? Di nalang ako mag-aaral. I'll just work at the counter of BoyzTrek and say, "Five units lang ang available. Open time kayo sir?" smile smile smile. Hay, eat the keyboard sir.

Nah, my second week was actually good. I had fun. :-) Classmate mo ba naman si Anne Curtis sa English, eh!

So out of the 14 years of staying in school to be a surgeon, I covered the two weeks na. That's an achievement!

*sabog post ba? sorry, am sleepy and dota-starved. huhu.*

ayoko na

2006-06-18T14:09:00.000+08:00

Marcel.

Yeah, so I have to do 2 essay papers, research for Botany Lab sessions, finish my lab report for Botany, read a chapter for Sociology, make a big map of region 7 for History. Tapos walang kwenta breaks namin tomorrow. Tapos uniform na. Tapos ayun stressed na ako kasi sana ginawa ko nalang yung essay ko the other day. Tapos di ko pa gets kung paano nga ifofocus yung LPO at HPO dun sa specimen. Tapos sad pa ako. Tapos gusto kong magdrive.

"the observer looking through the ocular sees an enlarged virtual image of the real image."

ANO BA??? Virtual image ba sya or real? Haaa??? Di ko gets!!!

HELP!

But wait, I just talked to Marcel the UP Boy. And he said that he has to read 80 pages for Psychology, 40 pages for English, and that he does not have books pa. And then right now he's in UP because they have Torch Night coming up on Tuesday. And ayun, "close na kami ng block mates ko kasi kailangan mong help ng ibang tao. At kailangan mo silang tulungan--lalo na kung muhilak na sila."

Haha, so somehow ayun I felt better kasi may mas mahirap pa pala sa ginagawa ko. Marcel, if you decide to faint and die I'll do it with you, OK?

JOHN, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! ü

Ge, research pa ako!

first week of school

2006-06-17T10:03:00.000+08:00

First Week of School

So I made it through this week! :-) That's a big achievement, regarding that I was so bitter about making the whole move from the bubbly-oh-so-wala-lang world of high school to this blank-blank-blank world of college. No adjectives yet, I don't want to eat my words later on. Besides, what do I know? I've only had a week of just introductions-- nothing of the real deal yet anyway.

So as always, being the first year ignorant that I am, finding my way around the campus is a challenge. Getting my books for my classes is quite annoying because just a few are available in the school bookstore, and one teacher even mentioned about buying her book in the ukay-ukay (that's Bookshop). Figuring out what to do during our breaks is also still a huge question mark since we can't keep on making BoyzTrek rich. But we managed to find nice places to eat, so that's really something to be happy about. See, I told you we're pathetic.

But beyond that, I think my classes are fun. At least my social science classes. Sociology is quite an interesting subject, and our History teacher might just make History my fave subject this sem (yeah, history is the type of subject that just makes me want to go to sleep). So yeah, I'm having sooo much fun in those two subjects.

As for my Biology and Chemistry subjects, I'm not really confident about the whole thing. Although I now regret ever saying that Chem Lab sessions are boring (I love it I love it!), I still don't know what to expect from my Botany classes and Chem Lectures because.. I don't know, di ko feel? Haha, man, dapat di nalang ito ang pinili kong course. Tsktsk. :-)

English classes? Never really made a big deal about it, but our teacher speaks and acts like a host for a children's party. So I have that to amuse me. Math classes, well we got a free cut for that since our teacher is off somewhere. I hope he gives us more free cuts haha, but I love Math, so whatever.

Oh, and my PE class is nakakawalang gana. I mean, who would want to show up for a class with a teacher who instantly brands Ateneo High graduates as pains in her non-existent ass? "Kaya ang mga galing sa Ateneo High School, please bawasan na ang kaartehan niyo. I hate lousy." Shut up, manang.

So ayun, haha! I already my uniform ready, so come next Monday I'll have no choice but t wear them since we're already required to do so. At least that will lower down the obvious-ness (haha, ano ba yung tamang term?) that we're Freshies.

former schoolmate: Hi Kamille! Dito ka pala? Anong course mo?
me: Yup! Course ko? Human Bi-- ayy, BS Bio pala. (no more Human huhu)

It will take time for Ateneo to gain my trust again. Well, 4 years pre-med, right? Okay.

happy independence day!

2006-06-12T15:49:00.000+08:00

What I'm Loving Now

HAHA. Man, this never fails to make me laugh! Go to this blog, that's where the strip came from. It's probably the site that I go to most often, so yeah you guys (especially Marcus, since we made a comic strip about Star Wars during CLE time, right?) should go and check it out din. :-)

Elias

So today marks our Independence Day, huh? I'm not one to be patriotic and all because it's verrry rare that I ever watch Filipino movies in cinemas, and I don't watch the soaps or the "fantasy shows" that we have on ABS or GMA (no, I don't know anything about Pinoy Big Brother either). So I'm bobo in that field, but patriotism isn't just about that right? I like being Filipino. I like our music. I like our culture. I like our Peach Mango Pie. Gaah.

So I won't rant about how our country is doing. Kapoy, even if I go on and on about it, the problem is still there and we're still not getting any better. So I'll leave you with a "Happy Indie Day, everyone!" :-)

Tomorrow?

I visited the blogs of my friends, and one thing they had in common was the line "School na naman bukas!" Man, school? Ano yan?

Oh oh, get well soon Ganggang :-) We love you!

Man, this post is so choppy. HAHA. Shut up, go read other blogs!

for eli

2006-06-11T22:18:00.000+08:00

Yeay!

Eli made my day today :-)

last good bye

2006-06-10T16:19:00.000+08:00

Last flight, right?

Yeay, this is my last good-bye-la-la-thing. And just like what I wrote in my past good-bye-la-la-things, I wish that you, Pransel, will have a great time in the wonderful world of Ateneo de Manila. Oh how I envy you because you'll get a chance to jog around the campus and stop somewhere near the soccer field to witness that miraculous Manila sunset. And well, you'll get to feel like Dorothy Gail as you take a walk down the never ending yellow brick road once again... gosh we're so ignorante haha. But I do hope that you go easy on checking out the guys of the basketball team whenever they have their practices at the gym (oh wait, that was me... Mr. Jersey Number 4, right? :-p). So all in all, I hope you find a nice place for yourself in Ateneo. What, eh cream of the crap eh! Oh, and pinch you-know-who's cheeks for me when you bump into him along the corridors of the SEC building haha! Peace :-) Waaaaiiiit, Adonis talked to me kanina (and kahapon). Haha *kilig* I never knew that guy could talk. We're buddies now. Haha!

Foo.

I'm allowed to drive again. Yeay! So I drove around that place near the airport earlier today, and with Dave Matthews playing in the background, you could just imagine the mood that i was in. I was thinking about haay-school-na-naman-gising-maaga and all that crap when all of a sudden my dad said, "ANO BA? Sumasayaw na tong kotse ah!" Then he gave me this explanation of not really controlling the wheel blah blah. I get it, Pa, I get it! Yeah, you know me I don't listen to talks about how bad I am at driving.

What, Pa? You can't blame me for not staying focused, what with school being just around the corner. Hey, I like going to school, don't get me wrong. I'm basically a geek who likes learning new things and goes hoooaahwooooow-so-that's- how-it-is whenever I understand something. I get excited whenever I see microscopes, dissected frogs, bottled animal babies, x's and o's in weird algebra problems, matrices used to solve those weird algebra problems, yeah insert more geeky stuff here. What, I enjoy learning. I'm weird like that.

So what's my problem? Those above just make a quarter of what you face in school. The other three quarters whack you with assignments and research writing, yourself sucking up to teachers, and blockmates sucking up to teachers. Haha sorry. But my point is, I'm not into the technical part of it.

Eli would say, "School gets in the way of DotA." Marcus would say, "School gets in the way of the gym." Chincha would say, "School gets in the way of resting." And Kamille would say, "School gets in the way of all those three things. I should be home-schooled." Tss, feeling artisita. Jeez, see what kind of mood driving puts me into?

You know what, screw it. College, take me na, take me na! I'm sure you'll liiike me. :-)

first blood.

2005-06-07T13:35:00.000+08:00

i want a family computer!

marcus, where's my family computer na? :-) man, dota is dota, playstation is playstation, but family computer is still family computer. tss lang hiya ang labo. i remember playing circus charlie (the one with the lion-and-fire thing for stage 1), battle city (mainly for its designing-the-battlefield program), twin bee (red bells, blue bells, white bells), star wars (langhiya ang hirap nun!), blah blah you get the picture. marcus bili tayo ng family computer haha trade-in ko ps namin for a family computer. tsss, stupid.

UP UP DOWN DOWN LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT B A B A SELECT START. ano man daw yan, ha marx?

*lol, i wrote this post only because marcus is on line and we're chatting on my tagboard. ha!*