I'M HERE BUT CAN'T BLOG
i'm surfing AGAIN for photos for the yearbook. blasted diskette screwed itself up.
at 10am we have a dance practice where i'll strive my darndest to save my face on the debut on sunday.
tomorrow, saturday, i'm gonna be speaking to the freshmen in pisay for some 5-minute inspirational stuff. i'm sure about the "stuff", i'm just not sure if it's inspirational just yet. sigh. can't refuse the director when she makes a request.
and tomorrow evening naman, kristia will host dinner at jack's ridge. a debut of sorts, since everyone's here and she has class na on june 9.
yesterday i went to the printing press to work on the yearbook with ex and mike. when i heard that ex misplaced my one-in-a-million baby pic, i made sure he KNEW, for the record that i felt UTMOST HATRED and DEEPEST LOATHING. hehe. i didn't get angry with him, mind you. i just wanted him to look for it. it's all okay now, he forgot that he gave me the photo back sometime ago, and i, having forgotten as well, found it in at home.
in the afternoon i went to pisay to enroll my sister. 4th year na pala ang magandang bruha. it was okay. except that my teachers were, like they did last year, noticing the deterioration of my face. some put it jokingly, some mildly, some not so mildly, but it depresses the shit out of me.
i'm not annoyed with them. after all, i know they mean well and all, but it's just that.. just that. tama na.
my sister's depressed din kasi she's grown fatter na, although the new weight is perfect. last time she was too thin. she's upset my mom didn't allow her another 3-day escapade up the boondocks, and that her new section is not-so-good company. bad company even. bestfriend-less pa.
oh well. gotta deal with all this shit.
and don't forget to smile!!!
right.
oh, i broke my word again. about the title.
u can tell i got carried away. off to dance prac na nga.
SOMETHING WICKED THIS WAY COMES
internet cafe again, but this time in the cubicle-less one, for only 15 bucks an hour. cool eh? pero can't stay long, kasi i've a debut to go to on the 30th, a debut of sorts a jacks ridge on the 29th, and i'm going back to pisay (my high school) tomorrow to enrol my sister. connection? i need to remain as zit-free a i can when i go to the said events, and everyone knows too much exposure sa computer is bad for the face.
anyway, guess what? i'm gonna dance in raissa's debut on the 30th! isn't that just.. APPALLING? it's been ages since i last danced a choreographed dance dance in public, and this time, i've agreed to put my dignity at stake in front of raissa's family and friends. and at the apo view hotel at that. oh well. thirdie, u owe me. hehe.
it' easy to guess there has been no other choice to complete the "circle of 5" dancers. male dancers nlng daw kasi mahirap na sa girls who would be wearing their gowns and all.
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speaking of circle of 5, or should i say Fab Five, i am repelled by the inclusion of sandara in the SCQ magic circle of 5. i think everything that has to be said has been said, but i'll give my thoughts anyway, bwahahahaha.
i feel for neri because it is plain to see that she has the talent that sandara sorely lacks. i feel for sandara because she is, okay, korean and she cannot fully express herself and perform the exercises because of her language difficulty.
but in the choice for the circle of 5, i think that this TALENT search remains true to its name and include neri.
what is the percentage of text votes anyway?! that is what i really am bothered about. in star in a million, texters' choice is a mere 2 points out of 10. the criteria for judging of SCQ intrigues me.
in SCQ, it appears that overwhelming text votes can overcome a contestant's status s "weakest" four days out of five.
i therefore conclude that given sandara's inclusion in the circle of 5, text votes dominate the judging. and i speculate that sandara was never in the bottom 2 in the first place. she should be top in the list! she was placed in the bottom for suspense.
mike says it was perfectly logical for sandara to be in.
popularity = network ratings = money after all.
i'd hate to see sandara the Grand Questor though.
i'm sure, if they did the search for a star circle batch privately, away from the public, as abs-cbn has done previoslt, sandara would easily get booted out.
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popularity is also what american idol is all about.
i feel bad that jasmine had to go. sad even. but part of me was relieved that she would no longer have to endure all the nasty talk she's getting.
she clearly was singled out from the pack of latoya, fantasia, and diana, as the "weakest link" (at least according to the judges), and she failed to shine too in the top 3.
well we know she's good, and top 3 is good enough already, right?
we're proud of you jasmine, but i wish she'd acknowledge her filipino heritage sometime on tv. think about it, she never has.. yet. thirdie insists that she may be pure filipina by blood. hmmm...
i heard from a friend that jasmine sang "mula sa puso" in jesica soho reports. that was nice.
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have to go now. i'm nearing my second hour na in this cafe.
i'm gonna have to look pa for a design for the yearbook. nagvolunteer daw ako. it appears that i was the most vocal kasi about the unsatisfactory design in some pages of the yearbook. hehe.
p.s.
i was supposed to give the blog a new look!
sort of new look. something i've been working on in photoshop.
unfortunately, i can't upload the files in this internet cafe! hmph.
what's with the title? lalang.
can't wait for harry potter.
internet cafe again, but this time in the cubicle-less one, for only 15 bucks an hour. cool eh? pero can't stay long, kasi i've a debut to go to on the 30th, a debut of sorts a jacks ridge on the 29th, and i'm going back to pisay (my high school) tomorrow to enrol my sister. connection? i need to remain as zit-free a i can when i go to the said events, and everyone knows too much exposure sa computer is bad for the face.
anyway, guess what? i'm gonna dance in raissa's debut on the 30th! isn't that just.. APPALLING? it's been ages since i last danced a choreographed dance dance in public, and this time, i've agreed to put my dignity at stake in front of raissa's family and friends. and at the apo view hotel at that. oh well. thirdie, u owe me. hehe.
it' easy to guess there has been no other choice to complete the "circle of 5" dancers. male dancers nlng daw kasi mahirap na sa girls who would be wearing their gowns and all.
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speaking of circle of 5, or should i say Fab Five, i am repelled by the inclusion of sandara in the SCQ magic circle of 5. i think everything that has to be said has been said, but i'll give my thoughts anyway, bwahahahaha.
i feel for neri because it is plain to see that she has the talent that sandara sorely lacks. i feel for sandara because she is, okay, korean and she cannot fully express herself and perform the exercises because of her language difficulty.
but in the choice for the circle of 5, i think that this TALENT search remains true to its name and include neri.
what is the percentage of text votes anyway?! that is what i really am bothered about. in star in a million, texters' choice is a mere 2 points out of 10. the criteria for judging of SCQ intrigues me.
in SCQ, it appears that overwhelming text votes can overcome a contestant's status s "weakest" four days out of five.
i therefore conclude that given sandara's inclusion in the circle of 5, text votes dominate the judging. and i speculate that sandara was never in the bottom 2 in the first place. she should be top in the list! she was placed in the bottom for suspense.
mike says it was perfectly logical for sandara to be in.
popularity = network ratings = money after all.
i'd hate to see sandara the Grand Questor though.
i'm sure, if they did the search for a star circle batch privately, away from the public, as abs-cbn has done previoslt, sandara would easily get booted out.
+++
popularity is also what american idol is all about.
i feel bad that jasmine had to go. sad even. but part of me was relieved that she would no longer have to endure all the nasty talk she's getting.
she clearly was singled out from the pack of latoya, fantasia, and diana, as the "weakest link" (at least according to the judges), and she failed to shine too in the top 3.
well we know she's good, and top 3 is good enough already, right?
we're proud of you jasmine, but i wish she'd acknowledge her filipino heritage sometime on tv. think about it, she never has.. yet. thirdie insists that she may be pure filipina by blood. hmmm...
i heard from a friend that jasmine sang "mula sa puso" in jesica soho reports. that was nice.
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have to go now. i'm nearing my second hour na in this cafe.
i'm gonna have to look pa for a design for the yearbook. nagvolunteer daw ako. it appears that i was the most vocal kasi about the unsatisfactory design in some pages of the yearbook. hehe.
p.s.
i was supposed to give the blog a new look!
sort of new look. something i've been working on in photoshop.
unfortunately, i can't upload the files in this internet cafe! hmph.
what's with the title? lalang.
can't wait for harry potter.
SHORT TAKES II
this time it's for real.
them being short, that is. (i try, trust me)
MUD AND CHEESE
a.k.a. SURVIVOR finale. i never thought the day would come that i'd hate the ending of any survivor season.
Bastard Rob and Amber in the final two? Good Lord.
okay, so they deserve it and all since they worked their way through it, but they were just eeeeevil. or maybe bastard rob mostly (nuff of ur handshakes), but amber, though hot and sexy, has gotten more bitchy than appropriate.
excessive cheesiness in the focus of the romantic side of it ("he makes me feel secure", the proposal, etc..)
i liked the part where the jury got to talk finally though. they were throwing mud at both of the finalists like mad. they deserved every bit of it.
alicia: "..butt-kissing and ego-stroking.."
tom: (tricks rob with a supposed handshake) "don't be stupid, stupid."
TROY
fell short. although it was a good effort, it wasn't too climactic.
the movie had the feel of an old film, and it felt.. HOT. literally. what with the sand, the dust. and they magnified the role of paris, sensationalized possible love angles.
some discrepancies too, but not having read the iliad fully myself, i don't know really. did achilles really enter troy? or did paris shoot achilles WHILE he was dragging hector around? and i'm not too sure about the love thing between achilles and paris and hector's cousin...
tama, my sister absolutely HATES orlando bloom now. everytime she sees him on tv, she says with passion, "bayot(bakla) ka orlando bloom!"
a friend of hers claims that mr. bloom is gay based on some magazine or internet stuff. dunno.
PICOBELLO
grabe, ang sarap tlga ng italian food. especially the genuine type.
as in the type where i'd need a translator to understand the menu, and the prices are out of reach. thankfully i was with mike in a generous mood, and picobello had a buy 1 take one offer 2-5:30pm. mike and jack and i came at around 5:20sumthing after troy. hehe. great food, great view, great conversation place.
FRIENDSTER
whatever happened to my 2004 testimonials?!
hmph. i mean, more than anything, testimonials endear me to friends. hmph.
one of my goals pa naman this summer is to make my friends a testi each. i hope the system's okay na.
BLOGGER
bago na pala blogger!
cool look! looks fresh and inviting.
hmmm.. should i change na kaya my template? hehe.
MATRIX DEBUT
my good friend clang had her debut last night.
her family's well-off, and her mom is just the most tasteful, coolest lady i know. so when i heard she had a debut that required a rave outfit, i knew this was gonna be grand and different and cool.
they booked "the venue" for a night, and made themed it ala matrix.
there was a lift with a pyramid-like something at the center, that would piece by piece be formed per segment of the show, in the ceiling was something that resembled one the insectlike enemies of neo and the gang, and at the side of the stage was a big comfy chair set on a panel that revolved into backstage for use in clang's entry and exit in her preformances. there was leather everywhere, some 5 professional groups of dancers. they showed some clips of the actual matrix flicks, and clang would enter and sing (to our surprise), or dance with the leather-clad dancers, or pretend to be neo and kick and punch and dodge attacks, leaving a pile of agent smiths behind (ala matrix 2). the 18 roses thing was incorporated into a techno dance, some 18 male dancers gave her the flowers in a choreographed dance. ditto with the 18 "candles", where 18 lady dancers used those swords that light up in the dark, and clang would come to each of them, one by one, and with a swipe of her hand, "put out" the light of each sword.
the music turned to "sweet child of mine", and it was the intro to a video docu of clang's life so far, as told by her mom. cool eh? sweet child of mine nga naman. hehe.
later, clang gave another electrifying dance, which culminated in her heading for the drum set, where she played her instrument with a guy on guitar. superb.
i'm lousy in telling stories, but trust me, for a while it seemed like ASAP mania. really really.
after the speeches, it was time for the disco. it was good fun. my rapper friend may anne stole the stage from the band by singing "where is the love" and "shut up" perfectly, and later, it was thirdie who went up to sing "happy".
it was the perfect place for a reunion too. and i was so glad to have met again my friends from far away, especially evita and kristia. and ateneo people, iza and mm. friends in grade 6.
coolest party ever. thanks clang! and happy birthday.
too long now. and my eyes hurt na.
till the next!
this time it's for real.
them being short, that is. (i try, trust me)
MUD AND CHEESE
a.k.a. SURVIVOR finale. i never thought the day would come that i'd hate the ending of any survivor season.
Bastard Rob and Amber in the final two? Good Lord.
okay, so they deserve it and all since they worked their way through it, but they were just eeeeevil. or maybe bastard rob mostly (nuff of ur handshakes), but amber, though hot and sexy, has gotten more bitchy than appropriate.
excessive cheesiness in the focus of the romantic side of it ("he makes me feel secure", the proposal, etc..)
i liked the part where the jury got to talk finally though. they were throwing mud at both of the finalists like mad. they deserved every bit of it.
alicia: "..butt-kissing and ego-stroking.."
tom: (tricks rob with a supposed handshake) "don't be stupid, stupid."
TROY
fell short. although it was a good effort, it wasn't too climactic.
the movie had the feel of an old film, and it felt.. HOT. literally. what with the sand, the dust. and they magnified the role of paris, sensationalized possible love angles.
some discrepancies too, but not having read the iliad fully myself, i don't know really. did achilles really enter troy? or did paris shoot achilles WHILE he was dragging hector around? and i'm not too sure about the love thing between achilles and paris and hector's cousin...
tama, my sister absolutely HATES orlando bloom now. everytime she sees him on tv, she says with passion, "bayot(bakla) ka orlando bloom!"
a friend of hers claims that mr. bloom is gay based on some magazine or internet stuff. dunno.
PICOBELLO
grabe, ang sarap tlga ng italian food. especially the genuine type.
as in the type where i'd need a translator to understand the menu, and the prices are out of reach. thankfully i was with mike in a generous mood, and picobello had a buy 1 take one offer 2-5:30pm. mike and jack and i came at around 5:20sumthing after troy. hehe. great food, great view, great conversation place.
FRIENDSTER
whatever happened to my 2004 testimonials?!
hmph. i mean, more than anything, testimonials endear me to friends. hmph.
one of my goals pa naman this summer is to make my friends a testi each. i hope the system's okay na.
BLOGGER
bago na pala blogger!
cool look! looks fresh and inviting.
hmmm.. should i change na kaya my template? hehe.
MATRIX DEBUT
my good friend clang had her debut last night.
her family's well-off, and her mom is just the most tasteful, coolest lady i know. so when i heard she had a debut that required a rave outfit, i knew this was gonna be grand and different and cool.
they booked "the venue" for a night, and made themed it ala matrix.
there was a lift with a pyramid-like something at the center, that would piece by piece be formed per segment of the show, in the ceiling was something that resembled one the insectlike enemies of neo and the gang, and at the side of the stage was a big comfy chair set on a panel that revolved into backstage for use in clang's entry and exit in her preformances. there was leather everywhere, some 5 professional groups of dancers. they showed some clips of the actual matrix flicks, and clang would enter and sing (to our surprise), or dance with the leather-clad dancers, or pretend to be neo and kick and punch and dodge attacks, leaving a pile of agent smiths behind (ala matrix 2). the 18 roses thing was incorporated into a techno dance, some 18 male dancers gave her the flowers in a choreographed dance. ditto with the 18 "candles", where 18 lady dancers used those swords that light up in the dark, and clang would come to each of them, one by one, and with a swipe of her hand, "put out" the light of each sword.
the music turned to "sweet child of mine", and it was the intro to a video docu of clang's life so far, as told by her mom. cool eh? sweet child of mine nga naman. hehe.
later, clang gave another electrifying dance, which culminated in her heading for the drum set, where she played her instrument with a guy on guitar. superb.
i'm lousy in telling stories, but trust me, for a while it seemed like ASAP mania. really really.
after the speeches, it was time for the disco. it was good fun. my rapper friend may anne stole the stage from the band by singing "where is the love" and "shut up" perfectly, and later, it was thirdie who went up to sing "happy".
it was the perfect place for a reunion too. and i was so glad to have met again my friends from far away, especially evita and kristia. and ateneo people, iza and mm. friends in grade 6.
coolest party ever. thanks clang! and happy birthday.
too long now. and my eyes hurt na.
till the next!
SHORT TAKES
wow. i myself am amazed at the intervals of my entries now. when was my last post? i mean, i'm glad i didn't get hooked. mahal pa naman internet. mas mahal nga lang sa manila and elsewhere, but in this really decent one, really fast one in davao, i have an hour na for 20 bucks. cool eh?
since lotsa been happening, i'm gonna chop the whole thing into bite-size entries. just so u don't get sick of my loong entries just yet. ;)
KIDAPAWAN DURIAN
my tita texted me morning of may 11, saying that my lola wanted me to go there because her durian tree was heavy with fruit. so, in an impromptu decision, my mom sent me by my lonesome to kidapawan city, and there i stayed overnight with my lola who's been having bouts of rheumatism.
she has new this timid househelp by the way, who's so shy that she spends all her energy cleaning the whole house. my lola reprimands her na nga sometimes, kasi sobrang linis na, and she doesn't come to lunch on time. wala lang. pero really, i admire the young lady. mukhang mabait, pero i sure hope she opens up more.
my tita invited me and lola to their place for dinner. my cousin, who's a vet med student and a passionate animal lover (the reason why their place is SWARMING with animals of all sorts) was quite worried that night, because his monkey was sick. its stomach was bloated, and the nearby vet (i tagged along in the "operation" of sorts) couldn't save it. my cousin was disheartened. it was his oldest pet, see. 10 years na rin. he was irked that no proper facilities were available in kidapawan.
ANYWAY, the durian was HEAVENLY.
the seed to meat ratio was 1:4. i don't even know now if the seeds were too small, or the meat too much.
i rode the passenger van home, with a backpack of two large whole durians. they were wrapped in newspaper many times, and a plastic bag each. i was hoping that the rest of the passengers of the aircon van wouldnt notice that i had durian, but it seemed i was caught the first few seconds i entered. i admitted immediately, and i simply had to go out, get another large plastic bag, seal the durians airtight (the previous wrappings weren't too tight), and get back in the van. i'm fully aware of the "smells like hell, tastes like heaven" phrase they always say about durians, but for the life of me, i cannot distinguish the difference between the smell and taste.
to my surprise, my seatmates in the van seemes to like the van smelling of durian. the lady on my right told me, "humut man ang durian" (durian smells good), while the man on my right said "mas maayo pa tong ganina" (the previous set-up [where the bags weren't too tightly shut] was better). i just smiled and tucked the bug durian-loaded backpack on my shoes just the same, away from the aircon vents as much as possible, to avoid any violent reactions from the other passengers at the back. there weren't any.
i had cramps on my feet though, for the entire duration of the two-hour ride. the taste of durian for lunch at my other lola's house in davao made up for it.
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WHOOPS. i thought i'd just make short takes. sorry. haha.
wow. i myself am amazed at the intervals of my entries now. when was my last post? i mean, i'm glad i didn't get hooked. mahal pa naman internet. mas mahal nga lang sa manila and elsewhere, but in this really decent one, really fast one in davao, i have an hour na for 20 bucks. cool eh?
since lotsa been happening, i'm gonna chop the whole thing into bite-size entries. just so u don't get sick of my loong entries just yet. ;)
KIDAPAWAN DURIAN
my tita texted me morning of may 11, saying that my lola wanted me to go there because her durian tree was heavy with fruit. so, in an impromptu decision, my mom sent me by my lonesome to kidapawan city, and there i stayed overnight with my lola who's been having bouts of rheumatism.
she has new this timid househelp by the way, who's so shy that she spends all her energy cleaning the whole house. my lola reprimands her na nga sometimes, kasi sobrang linis na, and she doesn't come to lunch on time. wala lang. pero really, i admire the young lady. mukhang mabait, pero i sure hope she opens up more.
my tita invited me and lola to their place for dinner. my cousin, who's a vet med student and a passionate animal lover (the reason why their place is SWARMING with animals of all sorts) was quite worried that night, because his monkey was sick. its stomach was bloated, and the nearby vet (i tagged along in the "operation" of sorts) couldn't save it. my cousin was disheartened. it was his oldest pet, see. 10 years na rin. he was irked that no proper facilities were available in kidapawan.
ANYWAY, the durian was HEAVENLY.
the seed to meat ratio was 1:4. i don't even know now if the seeds were too small, or the meat too much.
i rode the passenger van home, with a backpack of two large whole durians. they were wrapped in newspaper many times, and a plastic bag each. i was hoping that the rest of the passengers of the aircon van wouldnt notice that i had durian, but it seemed i was caught the first few seconds i entered. i admitted immediately, and i simply had to go out, get another large plastic bag, seal the durians airtight (the previous wrappings weren't too tight), and get back in the van. i'm fully aware of the "smells like hell, tastes like heaven" phrase they always say about durians, but for the life of me, i cannot distinguish the difference between the smell and taste.
to my surprise, my seatmates in the van seemes to like the van smelling of durian. the lady on my right told me, "humut man ang durian" (durian smells good), while the man on my right said "mas maayo pa tong ganina" (the previous set-up [where the bags weren't too tightly shut] was better). i just smiled and tucked the bug durian-loaded backpack on my shoes just the same, away from the aircon vents as much as possible, to avoid any violent reactions from the other passengers at the back. there weren't any.
i had cramps on my feet though, for the entire duration of the two-hour ride. the taste of durian for lunch at my other lola's house in davao made up for it.
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WHOOPS. i thought i'd just make short takes. sorry. haha.
BACK SO SOON
i don't usually go online this often, when i'm at home and netless.
dunno. siguro my mind's been nagging me na too much.
the last time i went online, i didn't even finish reading my mails, and i didn't even make a decent blog.
the former was due to lack of internet time, the second was due to that oh-so-wonderful keyboard (see previous blog).
i'm glad mickey liked that entry though. mickey the writer, of all people!
i'd tell you how someone i know thoroughly enjoys your blog, mickey, but i'd rather not. hehe.
GOD my summer's just started!
i'm so full of energy i could run around all of Davao City naked!
nah, not really. you see, there's a couple of stuff in the way: the abs (the lack of it) and the zits (excess of it).
sigh. hehe. nah, not the time to get depressed. my summer's just begun!
hmmm... i'm not much of planner, see, although dear God knows i TRY.
it's always like that: i plan and i write stuff down as screaming reminders of my masterplans, by i always tend to postpone, cancel, or just decide to "be good to myself" at the expense of my tasks. oh well.
anyway, since my summer's gonna be loooooong (have to be back in s'pore late july),
i plan to do stuff i've always wanted to do but never got to finish.
1. READ MY UNFINISHED BOOKS! grabe, i was fixing up my room since my dad had this closet/bookshelf built, and i was annoyed with myself for not finishing my books. i read a little bit of this and that but never quite finish. you see, i have this mentality with books: if i find the book really really nice, i don't want it to "end", or that basically means i don't want to finish reading it! i don't DEVOUR it whole, i want to chew it ever so slowly, savor its flavor, until i forget that i was supposed to swallow. basta. hehe. before i know it, i'd be chewing another book, never swallowing.
but this time, this summer, i'm gonna swallow the whole shelf (those unfinished lang ah -- i'm no bookworm eh). ;)
2. WATCH LOTSA MOVIES! i guess that also means meeting up with friends, or do some sibling bonding with my angst-ridden sister. hehe.
i admit, my movie life has deteriorated greatly! imagine, i haven't watched LOTR ROTK, Kill Bill, Love Actually, The Passion of the Christ (we have a VCD at home, but i refuse to watch it because, like i tell my mom, i'm depressed enough and i don't wanna watch a depressing movie -- basta, when i'm not depressed hehe), Matrix Revolutions. Basta, you know those movies! those movies that are JUST MEANT to be watched! wala lang.
3. CLEAN UP MY ROOM! or at least try. hehe.
my sister uses my room when i'm gone for school, and right now, even when i'm already here, she doesn't want to move back to her room! so ayun, para akong squatter in my own room. she has the waterbed, i make do with a long sitting area (di rin kasi bench) in a corner. i don't mind MUCH, since i get colds din sa waterbed.
4. CALL AND MEET UP WITH FRIENDS!
opkors! i don't wanna rot at home by my lonesome!
5. REVIVE MY PIANO-PLAYING SKILLS!
my piano teacher told me i was a natural, and seemed to be proud of me (i dunno though if she tells that to all her studes though), and i'm just annoyed that i've neglected one of my few actual skills.
i don't feel annoyed about it when i'm alone, but when my mom prods me to play, and i reluctantly agree, i suddenly feel bad for forgetting that talent.
and isa pa, i wanna learn to play the guitar! maybe it's because of jason mraz or john mayer or the pinoy acoustic guys, basta, i want to learn!
6. INDULGE.
hehe. that goes for food, clothes, stuff.
of course that's quite difficult, considering financial constraints, and concern for zits and fat, but ewan.
i try to strike a balance. and tama, my family still owes me a birthday gift. long-delayed na nga. hehe.
hmm.. long one na. i'll stop na.
3 more things i tell myself:
DON'T go FISHING for good shows when you turn on the TV! you'll only end up a couch potato.
DO make a list of your candidates, and PRETEND to vote for them! the least i could do, i wasn't able to register eh. kala ko nun i'd go for absentee-voting, but turns out i'll be in pinas during election time (yes, that was when i didn't know absentee voting happens more than a month earlier than may10)
DO greet every mom happy momma's day!
i don't usually go online this often, when i'm at home and netless.
dunno. siguro my mind's been nagging me na too much.
the last time i went online, i didn't even finish reading my mails, and i didn't even make a decent blog.
the former was due to lack of internet time, the second was due to that oh-so-wonderful keyboard (see previous blog).
i'm glad mickey liked that entry though. mickey the writer, of all people!
i'd tell you how someone i know thoroughly enjoys your blog, mickey, but i'd rather not. hehe.
GOD my summer's just started!
i'm so full of energy i could run around all of Davao City naked!
nah, not really. you see, there's a couple of stuff in the way: the abs (the lack of it) and the zits (excess of it).
sigh. hehe. nah, not the time to get depressed. my summer's just begun!
hmmm... i'm not much of planner, see, although dear God knows i TRY.
it's always like that: i plan and i write stuff down as screaming reminders of my masterplans, by i always tend to postpone, cancel, or just decide to "be good to myself" at the expense of my tasks. oh well.
anyway, since my summer's gonna be loooooong (have to be back in s'pore late july),
i plan to do stuff i've always wanted to do but never got to finish.
1. READ MY UNFINISHED BOOKS! grabe, i was fixing up my room since my dad had this closet/bookshelf built, and i was annoyed with myself for not finishing my books. i read a little bit of this and that but never quite finish. you see, i have this mentality with books: if i find the book really really nice, i don't want it to "end", or that basically means i don't want to finish reading it! i don't DEVOUR it whole, i want to chew it ever so slowly, savor its flavor, until i forget that i was supposed to swallow. basta. hehe. before i know it, i'd be chewing another book, never swallowing.
but this time, this summer, i'm gonna swallow the whole shelf (those unfinished lang ah -- i'm no bookworm eh). ;)
2. WATCH LOTSA MOVIES! i guess that also means meeting up with friends, or do some sibling bonding with my angst-ridden sister. hehe.
i admit, my movie life has deteriorated greatly! imagine, i haven't watched LOTR ROTK, Kill Bill, Love Actually, The Passion of the Christ (we have a VCD at home, but i refuse to watch it because, like i tell my mom, i'm depressed enough and i don't wanna watch a depressing movie -- basta, when i'm not depressed hehe), Matrix Revolutions. Basta, you know those movies! those movies that are JUST MEANT to be watched! wala lang.
3. CLEAN UP MY ROOM! or at least try. hehe.
my sister uses my room when i'm gone for school, and right now, even when i'm already here, she doesn't want to move back to her room! so ayun, para akong squatter in my own room. she has the waterbed, i make do with a long sitting area (di rin kasi bench) in a corner. i don't mind MUCH, since i get colds din sa waterbed.
4. CALL AND MEET UP WITH FRIENDS!
opkors! i don't wanna rot at home by my lonesome!
5. REVIVE MY PIANO-PLAYING SKILLS!
my piano teacher told me i was a natural, and seemed to be proud of me (i dunno though if she tells that to all her studes though), and i'm just annoyed that i've neglected one of my few actual skills.
i don't feel annoyed about it when i'm alone, but when my mom prods me to play, and i reluctantly agree, i suddenly feel bad for forgetting that talent.
and isa pa, i wanna learn to play the guitar! maybe it's because of jason mraz or john mayer or the pinoy acoustic guys, basta, i want to learn!
6. INDULGE.
hehe. that goes for food, clothes, stuff.
of course that's quite difficult, considering financial constraints, and concern for zits and fat, but ewan.
i try to strike a balance. and tama, my family still owes me a birthday gift. long-delayed na nga. hehe.
hmm.. long one na. i'll stop na.
3 more things i tell myself:
DON'T go FISHING for good shows when you turn on the TV! you'll only end up a couch potato.
DO make a list of your candidates, and PRETEND to vote for them! the least i could do, i wasn't able to register eh. kala ko nun i'd go for absentee-voting, but turns out i'll be in pinas during election time (yes, that was when i didn't know absentee voting happens more than a month earlier than may10)
DO greet every mom happy momma's day!
BLOG'S GETTING STALE, BUT I'M NOT!;)
hey hey hey!
how awfully loooooonghas it been?
anyway, i must apologize now for something:
THIS BLASTED SPACEBAR IS KILLING ME!i thinkit's loose or something.tamo, minsan ayaw mag-work. and, i haven't the patience nor the guts to go SLAMMING thisbutton as hard as i can everytime, so pleasebear with it,ok? ;)
ANYWAY, where wasi?
(kainis tlga tong spacebar, lumalabas ang aking innerOC.hehe. but i've a few minutes left of my internet time in thissmallinternet cafe here, so bahalana.;|)
ohyeah, if you've noticed,myblog'sgetting stale andmusty and boring due to lackof activity. oh well. no net at home,no phone even, so ayun.myapologies.
nowthat the apology's over with, i'ma proceed to um... dunno,STUFF.haay.
i can't help but see the above paragraphs, and it turns out i MUST slam the spacebar harder.
i'm actually quite glad and happy and giddy lately. wala lang.
met lotsand lots of friends! isn't that just wonderful?!
yesterday was the latest. thirdie texted me the night before to come with him and myka as they were gonna look for an outfit for myka to wear on clang's debut on the 17th. you see, clang has this BIG partygoing on, and it's not the usual lovely-princess-for-a-night debut (although that would be great as well), but a rave, gimmick party. even clang goes to great pains describing the outfit. something rave and alamatrix napang-gimik. all of us guests were bewildered. leathery stuff? so ayun, di naman pala necessarily. basta, we're fixing up our outfits na (i'm even gonna borrow a jacket from my SISTER,out of necessity) and it promises to be fun.
so yesterday, what i thought to be an outing of four became a reunion of sorts for my high schoolbatch, the titans. turns out it was me, thirdie, myka,mena,cyril,and even clang herself came to SM to give out the cool matrix-themed invites for her party. lots and lots of shops later (myke couldn't choose still), we met ruth and david, and later, we had a blast from the past when we met my grade school friends from ateneo! ayun. hehe.
it was a little awkward with the ateneo bunch, since wehad lost contactfor the longest time, and now we were forming this big circle (literally) at the mall. hehe.
we watched van helsing, and i thought it was terrific. kinda like LXG or, if you've forgotten, League of Extraordinary Gents. must-see, i tell you.
later, i even saw mike gamalinda,andmy fellowsingapore scholar,ivy. (ihate thisspace bar) i thought we were about to go home, but the electron guys insisted we drop by kaye'shouse, which was alsoalotoffun.
fun lng. yousee, last week i attended jenni'sdebut, and it was a reunion there, too,andlater i met up with jack and mike. hmmm... sino pa kaya? too bad myotherbuds are elsewhere.
SHETE. my fingers are numb na, thanksto this HORRIBLEKEYBOARD.
not only are the keys the hardest to press i've discovered in ALLMYLIFE, the space bar is just.. argh. unspeakable.
anyway, i'll endnanga.
two last things, though.
ROB MARIANO: screw you.
JASMINE TRIAS: i'm proud of ya! and whoa, you're getting prettier by the minute.
hey hey hey!
how awfully loooooonghas it been?
anyway, i must apologize now for something:
THIS BLASTED SPACEBAR IS KILLING ME!i thinkit's loose or something.tamo, minsan ayaw mag-work. and, i haven't the patience nor the guts to go SLAMMING thisbutton as hard as i can everytime, so pleasebear with it,ok? ;)
ANYWAY, where wasi?
(kainis tlga tong spacebar, lumalabas ang aking innerOC.hehe. but i've a few minutes left of my internet time in thissmallinternet cafe here, so bahalana.;|)
ohyeah, if you've noticed,myblog'sgetting stale andmusty and boring due to lackof activity. oh well. no net at home,no phone even, so ayun.myapologies.
nowthat the apology's over with, i'ma proceed to um... dunno,STUFF.haay.
i can't help but see the above paragraphs, and it turns out i MUST slam the spacebar harder.
i'm actually quite glad and happy and giddy lately. wala lang.
met lotsand lots of friends! isn't that just wonderful?!
yesterday was the latest. thirdie texted me the night before to come with him and myka as they were gonna look for an outfit for myka to wear on clang's debut on the 17th. you see, clang has this BIG partygoing on, and it's not the usual lovely-princess-for-a-night debut (although that would be great as well), but a rave, gimmick party. even clang goes to great pains describing the outfit. something rave and alamatrix napang-gimik. all of us guests were bewildered. leathery stuff? so ayun, di naman pala necessarily. basta, we're fixing up our outfits na (i'm even gonna borrow a jacket from my SISTER,out of necessity) and it promises to be fun.
so yesterday, what i thought to be an outing of four became a reunion of sorts for my high schoolbatch, the titans. turns out it was me, thirdie, myka,mena,cyril,and even clang herself came to SM to give out the cool matrix-themed invites for her party. lots and lots of shops later (myke couldn't choose still), we met ruth and david, and later, we had a blast from the past when we met my grade school friends from ateneo! ayun. hehe.
it was a little awkward with the ateneo bunch, since wehad lost contactfor the longest time, and now we were forming this big circle (literally) at the mall. hehe.
we watched van helsing, and i thought it was terrific. kinda like LXG or, if you've forgotten, League of Extraordinary Gents. must-see, i tell you.
later, i even saw mike gamalinda,andmy fellowsingapore scholar,ivy. (ihate thisspace bar) i thought we were about to go home, but the electron guys insisted we drop by kaye'shouse, which was alsoalotoffun.
fun lng. yousee, last week i attended jenni'sdebut, and it was a reunion there, too,andlater i met up with jack and mike. hmmm... sino pa kaya? too bad myotherbuds are elsewhere.
SHETE. my fingers are numb na, thanksto this HORRIBLEKEYBOARD.
not only are the keys the hardest to press i've discovered in ALLMYLIFE, the space bar is just.. argh. unspeakable.
anyway, i'll endnanga.
two last things, though.
ROB MARIANO: screw you.
JASMINE TRIAS: i'm proud of ya! and whoa, you're getting prettier by the minute.
INTERNET CAFE
hey. i'm here in gaisano mall na. internet lang.
you should be proud of me, people. kasi i went out of the house. hehehe.
nah, i've been going out every other day, pero you still should be proud of me, kasi wala lang.
it takes a whole lotta guts to go out when one has a ZIT FIT.
basta. ANYWAY.
i was searching the malls by my lonesome today, looking for the perfect debut gift.
jenni's debut tomorrow, and i'm still unsure what to buy. what on earth to give a nerd-turned-fashionista?! bahala na.
i blogged last night! promise!
blogged on NOTEPAD, would you believe.
now isn't that cool?
ewan. i was at home, see. my sister's still in the boondocks, my lola's still in kidapawan, and i was stuck at home waiting for them to come. they didn't, but it's okay.
anyway, i was thinking about my blog. how musty and moldy and stale it would be while its good ol' master is at home growing zits from doing nothing (ain't life just unfair?!). so ayun, i blogged sa notepad. transfer ko sana dito using a diskette, pero unsurprisingly, i forgot. sorry!
i haven't been too idle din ah. baka you think i'm rotting na at home. tee hee.
basta, i've been keeping myself busy at home. doing stuff. worthwhile din ung iba. but i don't seem to have a summer masterplan. hmmm... i really should make one na.
read emails this afternoon. overflowing na uli. haaaay, i miss free internet 24/7 at the hall.
oh well.
i'll email na nga. i guess it's high time i promote my uncle, running for vice mayor, to my yahoogroups. ;)
p.s.
hoy kai my pretty sister in the boondocks! uwi ka na! sabi mo around 6pm tonight ha?
we have to maximize 3-day weekend sale! help me find a debut gift! =P and if you haven't bought me a welcome-home-i-owe-my-big-bro-lots gift, maybe ...
hey. i'm here in gaisano mall na. internet lang.
you should be proud of me, people. kasi i went out of the house. hehehe.
nah, i've been going out every other day, pero you still should be proud of me, kasi wala lang.
it takes a whole lotta guts to go out when one has a ZIT FIT.
basta. ANYWAY.
i was searching the malls by my lonesome today, looking for the perfect debut gift.
jenni's debut tomorrow, and i'm still unsure what to buy. what on earth to give a nerd-turned-fashionista?! bahala na.
i blogged last night! promise!
blogged on NOTEPAD, would you believe.
now isn't that cool?
ewan. i was at home, see. my sister's still in the boondocks, my lola's still in kidapawan, and i was stuck at home waiting for them to come. they didn't, but it's okay.
anyway, i was thinking about my blog. how musty and moldy and stale it would be while its good ol' master is at home growing zits from doing nothing (ain't life just unfair?!). so ayun, i blogged sa notepad. transfer ko sana dito using a diskette, pero unsurprisingly, i forgot. sorry!
i haven't been too idle din ah. baka you think i'm rotting na at home. tee hee.
basta, i've been keeping myself busy at home. doing stuff. worthwhile din ung iba. but i don't seem to have a summer masterplan. hmmm... i really should make one na.
read emails this afternoon. overflowing na uli. haaaay, i miss free internet 24/7 at the hall.
oh well.
i'll email na nga. i guess it's high time i promote my uncle, running for vice mayor, to my yahoogroups. ;)
p.s.
hoy kai my pretty sister in the boondocks! uwi ka na! sabi mo around 6pm tonight ha?
we have to maximize 3-day weekend sale! help me find a debut gift! =P and if you haven't bought me a welcome-home-i-owe-my-big-bro-lots gift, maybe ...
