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[Jun. 13th, 2009|05:17 pm] |
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Technically, it's a little late for this, but since the N1H1 shizz has abruptly hit the restart button on our academic lives, I'm posting this anyway. :))
Stuff going on for me this term:
1) Zachary Quinto's Eyebrows: We're going to be practicing at a studio, starting this term. We're also putting up a fund for the band so we can buy equipment, etc. We're going to be saving up P180/per month each for our fund. :)
There's also an event we're planning sometime in August, but more on that next time. ;) And we're playing on Angie's 18th, at Poquito Mas in West Gate. Hopefully, all goes well.
2) Academics: I'm determined to be a Dean's Lister this term. My subjects this term aren't exactly hard technically; like there aren't lots of things to memorize; there are no animal or plant, for that matter, tissues or microbodies involved. But there is lots of work; many projects and papers to submit on a regular basis, and THAT has never been my strong point. ._. i tend to cut regularly and be very complacent about things. Hopefully I shall not allow myself to be distracted! ;))
3) Malate: I'm not hoping to be published, or anything grand anymore, really seeing as how I have concluded that that is about as improbable as me winning the lottery, a ticket to LA, meeting Zachary Quinto and having him become my bestfriend all in the same day. So my goal is simple: Keep my Reading Journal updated. :D
THTHTHTHTHTHAT'S ALL FOLKS!
Oh, and I want to lose 12 pounds. :)
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| Passion for life- when you have it; you have everything. |
[Jun. 13th, 2009|01:12 pm] |
Thank you, Lord of the Rings for saving me when I was 11. Thank you, Rooney, for saving me when I was 15. Thank you, Star Wars for saving me when I was 16. Thank you.
Thank you, Star Trek for saving me now. Thank you, Zachary Quinto for the passion you put into your acting; for narrating the audio book. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Maybe salvation isn't something we wait for; it's something we find. o_o |
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| Feeling Your Mortality |
[Apr. 27th, 2009|12:27 am] |
Today, I was having a conversation with my friend who Dom and I fondly refer to as "Glasses Guy". And he told me about his 3 profs getting into an accident on the road. One of the profs died, and the others are in the hospital. And GG said, "I just totally feel my mortality right now." After his, he informed me that he also just finished taking the Engineering Board Exams.
I've been thinking about what he said, and I guess I've been feeling the fragility of human life a lot lately, too. And it scares me. Marz and I talk about the blissful ignorance of youth that we sometimes feel we've lost; that innocence we envy others for still having. Now we know that almost nothing is for free; that money plays such a big role in the world. And it gets harder to be happy as you grow older and realize how the world really is.
As I was revising my draft for Malate, I started thinking about a couple of ideas that Martin (Tinio) and Ivan (Mendez) told us at the last GA: (not exact quotations; just the main ideas here) 1) keep your compulsion to create alive despite how useless it all may seem at times 2) try as hard as you can to master your craft and appreciate the crafts of others 3) life is too short to waste on anger.
I started thinking about how continuing to write (or paint, or take pictures, or make music) and worry about these fictional worlds; these real frogs in imaginary gardens is a choice we make that brings us discomfort that we aren't sure will end. And for a while I started thinking about why I write; whether or not I should go on writing. Wala namang mawawala sa akin, diba? Besides, why worry about these "people" and their lives when it's hard enough to worry about my own life? Why worry about how they act and who they are and what they do and what will happen to them and where it will happen? Above all, why continue worrying about how to write about what happens to them? Why worry about your tone and your choice of words? Why worry about the consistency of your language? Why try and organize chaos anyway?
And tonight, I sort of got my answer to those questions. I'm posting it here to make sure that I don't forget.
There's not a whole lot of organic unity to this note so bljahsfrhuaew. :))
I realized while having my online consultation with Akire about the draft I eventually finished (hurrah) that I write for no other reason than to have something to get better at; something to build up and then break apart again and again. Yes, I have to change about 80 % of that draft I wrote. And yes, I have to do it within the week. And no, it doesn't get any easier. But I'm glad I still have something to do. I still have something to accomplish. I still have something to get better at. Sometimes I think writing saves me, and as Neil Gaiman wrote, it is a peculiar way of saving myself. While the story can still improve, or is still being written, the author is still alive. And when it's over, the author's dead. And sometimes I think maybe I save my characters. Maybe they feel kind of lonely, those ghosty people who live on paper and in my mind.
Someone said that our crafts don't save us; don't lessen our despair. He used Van Gogh as an example; saying that after Vincent painted starry starry night he cut off his ear. I'm pertaining to a different kind of salvation in that last paragraph though. Maybe our crafts save us from giving up on other things. Or in case we give up, at least having something to leave behind.
EWAN. BASTA PUNYETA ANG LABO. :))
Organic Unity, love/hate tayo. Mwah. |
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[Apr. 23rd, 2009|10:25 pm] |
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Sigh.
Things haven't been easy lately, to be honest. O_O Basta, stuff sa bahay yadda yadda. Let's just say that the recession's really hit my mom's company. :p they've gone from 3 million a month, to 300,000 a month. so . yeah. meh. I mean, we're still living thank God, but there are certain things we've had to give up that are kinda hard to give up like eating out, using the aircon, and trips to Makati. But it's ok. I just hope things don't get worse. =]
I've been kind of obsessed with Jack's Mannequin lately. I think it's because Andrew McMahon' s so... established? But you know he hasn't had it easy. I admire that. I downloaded their new album (not sure if i mentioned that before) and it's just so beautiful. He has a song for his wife on the record, called "Annie Use Your Telescope".
:') ganda. "Spinning", "Swim" and "Annie Use Your Telescope" are my favorites.
favorite lines: "You know where to find me, anytime you want me." and "When the pain won't stop, Annie, I will make it." :')
deym, that woman lucky.
favorite lines: "Swim for the music that saves you when you're not so sure you'll survive." and "I swim for better days despite the absence of sun."
oh, and "The currents will pull you away from your love, just keep your head above."
<33 yun lang.
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| halalalalallalalalalalalaalla |
[Apr. 15th, 2009|11:41 am] |
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shiyet. so bored. my theoper finals are at 1 pm, but gawd, im so NOT in study mode. X_X so im just here, facebooking and lj-ing my way through "precious" study time. :p im lunching at pizzahut with marz in a while. maybe i'll study there.
i'mfuckinghungry!!!!
and i need to peeeeee. xD
sigh. this term has been so... lazy. T_T ewan ko ba.
super duperrrr meh.
hay. O_O i got my freshly butchered story back last night. and. i dunno. i am honestly starting to doubt my writing abilities. it's been so long since i wrote something i was proud of. oh wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll.
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| Oh, Lately It's So Quiet. |
[Apr. 3rd, 2009|12:27 am] |
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It's strange, really. Lately I find myself struggling to believe in the things that I want to believe in. I want to belive that there's hope in this world, and that in the end, everyone will be happy; can be happy. I try so hard, and it just sucks how sensitive I've become to harshness. Since when did I care so much what people think anyway?
I guess I just hate being treated unfairly. I hate being yelled at or ignored when I don't deserve to be. That's all that this week has been about, and I'm glad it's almost over. I would rather take a billion botany and zoology tests than be treated the way I have by my groupmates; or treat my groupmates the way I treated them. ( I didn't yell or anything, but I was too scared to confront them).
When I got home today, I was so tired. Just so freaking tired. This week has been nothing but a battle between me and groupmates (long story), me and internal forces (what I should do about certain things), me and the evil academe called tertiary education. I'm exhausted. And the thing is it's that kind of exhaustion that only seems to lead to more things to worry about. Frankl or the evolutionary psychologists (can't remember which) was/were right when he/they said that suffering is brought about by insecurity; uncertainty; fear. I think it's true. There are so many things I can't control.
And it scares me sometimes, how fragile our human existence is. It scares me how we can be perfectly okay one minute, and then come undone the other. It scares me how death is so unpredictable. Sometimes I think about religion, and I'm not sure which idea I find more terrifying- that God does exist or that He doesn't. They both seem scary.
I'm so sick of fear. I believe in God, but I don't seem to have the same faith I did before. And I guess that's why people need religion; whether it's real or not. Maybe it's all to eliminate fear. Maybe the importance doesn't lay in whether or not a belief is true but rather in the existence of the belief itself. Maybe. Maybe, maybe, maybe.
Sorry guys. xD This must be a downer right before the long weekend.
Again, I must bring up the Taylor Swift fixation. Today, while Dom and I were with Eri under Yuchengco, Eri said she doesn't really like Taylor Swift because her songs are "shallow." I thought about that whole "this is shallow", "this is deep" concept and it's all sort of bullshit I guess. Everything's subjective; what could be deep for one person could make absolutely no sense to another. And so, I'm not sure I believe in the golden rule. "Do unto others what you would want them to do unto you"? I don't believe it because people are different. So if I wanted someone to give me a LOTR costume for my birthday, that doesn't necessarily make that the best move for me to make when deciding on a gift for a friend who doesn't read or even like LOTR.
Maybe the thing is people forget to put themselves in the other's shoes. And so all appropriateness and context of the saying are gone. It becomes "what would i want for a gift?" instead of "well if i were her, what would i want for a gift?" something like that.
I dunno. It's just to me singing about a love story isn't shallow at all. People who have love take it for granted, I think. And I never want to do that. Never, never, never. So many people are fooled by joyous melody that sometimes they fail to see the irony between the melody and what the song says. "This love is difficult, but it's real." "I was a dreamer before you went and let me down." How is that any different from Leonard Cohen singing, "All I've ever learned from love is how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya" or Jeff Buckley singing, "Wait in the fire, wait in the fireee", or John Lennon singing, "I'm just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round, I really love to watch them roll."
I'm tired of everyone always harping on the beliefs of others just because they don't think the same way. I mean, sorry to be oh-so-shallow; oh-so-Disney but it's like Pocahontas said, "You think the only people who are people, are those who act and think like you."
I guess that's why I've been so annoyed at Marz lately. It's because she can't seem to respect that what she thinks and what other people think aren't always the same. She can't understand that while she might like slightly inappropriate touching and being slimed on, other people don't always like that. And maybe if she were honestly sincere about her apology, I would have an easier time forgiving her. But how can you forgive someone who apologizes and doesn't know what they did wrong?
Reminds me of Shiny Eyes always apologizing but not knowing what for. It's useless. And once you do forgive them, they not only take you for granted, they use you up until you have nothing left for yourself. And I'm just so sick of being used and abused. Tama na. Some things aren't like rubber; they don't go back after they've been pulled at. Sometimes they just break and you can't stick them back together anymore. And sometimes you don't want to.
I just want to live my life. I want to learn, I want to be happy. I want to be healthy, I want to have time to spend with my loved ones (family, friends and Robert), I want to be able to pray at night without having all these thoughts swirling around in my head. I just want to relax. I just want to be. I'm exhausted.
Blah. I'm just babbling. xD
Sorry.
It is hard to be childlike in the aridity of this world. I think I need to read Desiderata again.
Love you guys, can't wait for summer.
Betty it's so hard to relate, to the whole human race I don't know where to begin, I don't know where to begin.
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| Cross Your Fingers, Hold Your Toes. |
[Mar. 16th, 2009|09:56 am] |
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I swear, this song by Laura Marling is insanely addictive. Crazy though, the lyrics are very... err... depressing. Haha. The melody's very light, but the words ... O_O.
"chorus" goes like this: "Cross your fingers, hold your toes, we're all gonna die when the building blows."
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| Fearless. |
[Mar. 3rd, 2009|04:04 pm] |
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I've been quite fixated on Taylor Swift's new album, Fearless. And it's funny- Neil Gaiman said it right: "We save our lives in the most peculiar ways".
I think the reason I'm so addicted to this particular album is because the songs on it are just so refreshing. They have this innocence, and wisdom about them which are two things that people in this world never have enough of. The album makes me want to write; to draw; to paint; to sing; to play the piano again.
I realized that while they joke a lot, and while they have worked hard for the life they gave us,my parents sort of let all their passions drain out of their lives because they didn't give value to those things- literature, art. They viewed them as luxuries; things that are nice but not necessary;They lost those things in the quest for practicality. And I think being around them all the time was sort of starting to dry me up as well. I wasn't writing, wasn't thinking about music or art. And I didn't WANT to because let's face it, life's easier without the constant task of first proving yourself to yourself, then doing the same thing to people who you know are better than you. But I suppose living just ain't living without writing a short story, or singing along to a beautiful melody; maybe even making one up, or well...drawing naked ladies. Don't get me wrong, though I have nothing against my dear parents. :) I love them, but I just don't want to be like them; not in that respect anyway.
I want my life to be filled with as much of the things I enjoy as can be helped. I love God, but I don't want to live a life of restraint and constant repression. It might not be possible all the time, but I will try to the best of my ability. I don't want to be one of those people who end up jaded because they didn't take risks. It's scary, but I'm going to purse my passions- writing, drawing, psychology, music. Those things are me.
During the Malate Orientation Seminar, we were asked whether or not we could live without our craft; in my case writing. And lately, I realized that no. I can't live without it. And I won't. Our passions might not make us happier or compensate for the things we lack, but they make us who we are. :)
Do not lose hope amidst the aridity of day to day life, my friends. Download this album! :)
Taylor Swift deserves her AMA, CMA and ACM awards for best album. Kudos. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|10:18 pm] |
I hate change. :( I hate it I hate it I hate it.
I'm sorry for hating it. I know you only want to make things better; right. But I hate it.
It is the bell. I am Pavlov's Dog. My tears are the salivation. The Food is... the story I can't seem to finish.
I miss I miss I miss I miss what will never be the same again. :( |
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| Nostalgia. |
[Feb. 13th, 2009|11:23 pm] |
As I was browsing through Facebook, I saw an album posted by one of the 6th graders I "took care of" (sounds so wrong xD) back when we were in fourth year (they're HS sophies now), and there it was--- the Manresa School biology lab.
Strange how pictures of people in the green plaid skirt can just send you flying back into memories that you never knew were even important to you.
Thing is, upon seeing the photos, I didn't remember any memory in particular; just the feeling of walking through the halls on the way to the lab; skirt hitting shin, heel hitting floor, notebook and pen in hand. :) Funny. Just realized that what I miss most about High School isn't the people: after all, most of the people I love I've managed to keep in touch with. I miss the place, and the daily routine of things, boring as they might have been at the time.
I miss getting to school at 6:30 a.m. (courtesy of Mang Jun, who was hyperpunctual), and then putting my stuff down in the classroom before waiting for Bianca (Gatchi), who I'd take walks with around school until we eventually bumped into Rina and walked back to the main building together. I miss Sir Mike yelling at us for the table arrangements. I miss that feeling when it's finally Recess morning, and the grumble in my stomach is finally filled by KitKat and some water. I miss skipping out on training with Gia to go to Ms. Goitia's room. ;)) I miss ACP training, even. I miss getting greeted, and I miss doing rifle tricks.
I miss the musty smell of Sir Noe's music rooom. I miss Ms. Ella's classes, and how they made me feel like smelling books at the bookstore. I miss the way my heels would clack on the already cracked tile flooring of the hallway. I miss running to Gate 8 to catch the bus. :)
I miss being half-day during MTs, and driving thru Mc Do with Marz and Carlo. I miss Carlo's innocence (he's so..."manlehhh" now). I miss running into Generosity and slapping Kiki (mas may thrill noon kasi trespassing hahaahha).
I miss sitting through Sir Pol's blinking lectures. xD I miss donating an almost-empy Caritas can. I miss reply slips, and clearance (getting the signatures always made me feel accomplished). I almost miss Ms. Greg's dance classes where she called me out for accidentally getting stuck in Jor's crotch during the boogie "pull-out-from-under" move. :))
Yun lang. Nostalgia. :))
Oh. And I miss Manresan outside food. :)
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[Dec. 15th, 2008|10:39 pm] |
Hey guys! Just a week 'til the party :)
Sorry it took me so long to upload this!!!
Here's a link to a map to Three Salcedo Place: http://www.kabeet.com/flash/detail.php?name_id=1108813 (it's along tordesillas street)
And in case that doesnt work, here are directions:
From Ayala Avenue, Makati:
Turn right into Geronimo Street (marker is GT Tower International), and go straight into H.V. Dela Costa. Then turn right into Tordesillas Street (marker is Century Tower), and straight 'til Three Salcedo Place..it's right across Salcedo Park. :)
Okay, so here is the FINAL LIST of my 18 Sexies:
(note-- I made halo nalang the boys and girls kasi ayoko ng mahabang ceremony...the 18 sexies have to either sing me a song, or dance me a dance. ;) you guys can pair up if you want, just text this number: 0917-524-48-77 [that's my sister] to tell her wat u'll be doing and who you'll be doing it with)
1) Asha Singh
2) Dominique Padilla
3) Bea Cadiz
4) Marz Llave
5) Murphy Katigbak
6) Joy Vidad
7) Angie Pablo
8) Mitch Alba
9) Trish Magsaysay
10) Gia Densing
11) Rachel Mutia
12) Hickey Natividad
13) Gatdu Gatdula
14) Bianca Gatchalian
15) Rina Soliven
16) Kristel Galicia
17) Carlo Atendido
18) Robert Borjal
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[Nov. 17th, 2008|09:03 pm] |
Hey guys, these are examples of 80s clothes.
Girls: oversized sweaters, leggings, heeled shoes or high-cut chucks, fluffy hair, oversized jewelry, asymmetrical hemlines, jagged hemlines, rhinestones, sparkle.
Guys: oversized polos and shirts, tight jeans, jean jackets, leather, chucks, hair slicked back at sides then fluffed up in front.
Hey guys! Here are examples of 80s clothes!
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| Birthday Party. :) |
[Nov. 16th, 2008|08:49 pm] |
Hey Guys! I'll be handing out official invites next week, but while those aren't done I shall have to post this as a sort of "Save the Date" kind of thing.
"Sixteen Eighteen Candles"
(think Molly Ringwald, bitches!)
The party's on December 22, 2008 that's a Monday (for DLSU students, classes officially end December 17th), from 6:30 pm to around Midnight.
It's going to be at the 5th Floor Social Hall, Three Salcedo Place, Makati City (map will come with invite). The party will include dinner, dancing, and drinks.
SLOTS ARE LIMITED- since the venue is very cozy, i've only invited 46 people (not including my family, of course) to the party, so for the people I wasn't able to invite, apologies. :p RSVP by December 1, please.
COME IN YOUR BEST 80s PARTY OUTFIT! xD
The tentative guest list is as follows:
1) Robert Borjal (+3*)
2) Marz Llave
3) Murphy Katigbak
4) Angie Pablo
5) Dom Padilla
6) Bea Cadiz (+1*)
7) Asha Singh
8) Paola Galvez
9) Hickey Natividad
10) Carlo Atendido
11) Gia Densing
12) Mitch Alba
13) Joy Vidad
14) Gatdu Gatdula
15) Kristel Galicia
16) Bianca Gatchalian
17) Rina Soliven
1 8) Donabel Buenaventura
19) Lab Labrador
20) Nico Elicano
21) Steph Reasonda
22) Iris Cruz
23) Arvin Lacdao
24) Sammy Estuesta
25) Cha Bernardez
26) Gillie Labadan
27) Dona Pardo
28) Catie Sabaupan
29) Lyca Diesta
30) Daryl DeVera
31) Kyle Ong
32) Joseph Sinay
33) EJ Tuazon
34) Hana Ras
35) RJ Patulot
36) Rachel Mutia
37) Gerry Avelino
38) Trish Magsaysay
39) Joan Gillo
40) July Vitug
41) Kevin Iranzo
42) Nikki Co
43) Tano*
44) Carlos*
45) Enzo*
46) Faisal*
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| Tell me you'll remember, forever young. |
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Random:
:D The Academy Is... has a new album out. And i think it is wonderful. O_O I mean, it's very different from their Santi (which I loved, too) album which had this very "grown up" vibe, or from their debut Almost Here, which was very "here we come, bitch. deal with it". Fast Times at Barrington High is very... nostalgic, very old but very youthful at the same time.
And I love that about it, listening to it is like flipping through a random person's photo album; looking at the photographs and wondering what they were thinking when the picture was taken, what they were up to, how they felt that day; that sort of thing. :)
My favourites so far are:
Summer Hair = Forever Young
Rumoured Nights
After the Last Midnight Show
'Tis pretty!
Alright, anywho!
Yesternight was Gia's "sleepover". :)) It was lots of fun, but we definitely missed you, Rach!!!
We had fun, Kiki and I were the first ones there, and Murph followed later on. We spent most of the time goofing around in Gia's den and playing with the Wii (yes, as usual...you know who lost -_-). HAHAHA. Ah well, it was all good fun.
Robert joined us at around like... 10? or 9? =)
We spent the rest of the time chowing down on Pizza, Mojos, and Coke. After we got tired from the virtual boxing/golfing/bowling/baseball-ing, we practiced some old ACP sword things, took LOTS of crazy photos, then Gia took her yearbooks out, and we basically leafed through people's photos and ran a commentary. xD
Robert said Dominic P. would be the next richest guy in the world or something. :) Not bad, I guess. He is in MMA. Disney Pixar? haha.
Went home at around 2 am. :)
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[Aug. 27th, 2008|06:16 pm] |
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I am freeee!
I. Academics
Englres is finally over. ~_~ Ash and I had our defense whatever last Friday, and now I can finally...BREATHE. :) Well, there's still the grade to worry about, but whatever---at least I don't have to do anything but worry about it now.
Oh, and I didn't have to take the Intfilo exam, which apparently is optional. xD haha. I got a 3.0, and i'm cool with that.
I'm a bit worried about Histciv, but whatever. I might get a 1.5 or something, but I doubt I'll fail it. I mean I'm sorry but if those fucking alpha-males who do nothing but sleep in class and flex their muscles can pass that, then I sure can. I might not be the most masipag person, but I'm definitely not as lazy as (G language) Cagarlo Pogoncege. >:S it must go to hell.
And Genders was uber fun. I love that class. I met Ken, my Cyber-Peek-A-Boo partner.He's hilarious! He's this super tall, lanky (may pagka-Mik, pero masgwapo ng mga 100 meters si Mik), gay guy (not flambouyantly gay, though) who's an Eco major with a passion for Lit. :)) SWEAR. Super hyper and perky too (not as hyper/perky as Albert, though). 'Twas fun. And he had a "crush" on Asha. Hahaha. He texted me that night like, "OMG Wina!!! Asha made me a guy again. @_@" hahaha.
II. 18th
Well, apparently I'm having an 18th birthday party. Nothing official yet, but the tentative date is December 19th. Hrrrm. Mother wants it , so it shall be. It's not a super formal debut, though. Just a nice, cozy intimate party. Yes, there will be cocktails. And we're planning on having it in the park near my house. :) I hope that part pulls through.
I'm not really sure where this puts our roadtrip plan, now. Hopefully I'll get to go parin. D: :)
Oh, and I'm having 18 eckecks, too, but I just want one set of 18 para quick, then we can eat, have the kwentuhan and drinking/dancing na. :)
Tentative list of 18 eckecks:
Kitin
Marz
Carlo A
Gatdu
Arvin
Sammy
Gia
Joy
Murphy
Kiki
Rach
Pat/Trish
Lab
Hickey
Cha
Asha
Dom
Robert
:)
I want everyone there to make a tiny speech (nothing to put people to sleep please), and then...sing me a song. >:) hehehe. I mean, really. O_O Why do people always have to dance at those things?
:D my sister and i are planning on making it really cute-like. We want to give the girls little tiaras, and the boys little jester hats. ^____^ Hope that all goes well.
III. Others
Girls- I miss you guys, especially Gia, Murph and Rach. >:D< We're getting together at Gia's this Friday, right? :) Yeyyy. heeee.
On September 3-5, I'm going to the Malate Orientation Seminar. I'm a bit excited for it, but a bit nervous, too, because Cha isn't going anymore, so yeah. wahh. .___. the only person i really know is Robert. But hopefully, it'll turn out okay. :D
Zehry's debut was actually fun. :)) Except for the part where we had to dance with random guys... O_O SWEARRR! ~___~ Most embarrassing moment of the year (so far):
Guy w/ greasy hair: So, I'm Zehry's childhood friend, Carl.
Me: Ahhh, really? So are you in college na?
Guy w/ greasy hair: Err, I'm working.
PUTCHA. xD It was fun aside from that though. :)) It was good seeing people again!!! the TOL people were there!!!! :)) Rach, kaw ah. ;) hahaha. Gerry (who I see a lot in school) was there, too, and dammit even in 3-inch heels, he is still taller than me. D: NUUUU. :)) Oh! and it was great seeing sila Hana, RJ, and EJ T (RT 5!!!! 1, 2, 3...GATDU!). :)) ~_~ RJ poked my necckkkkkk. GADDDD. nuuuuu. 'Tis hard to be coerced into spinning in a circle when wearing heels. Terrible!
:) Other than that, uber fun though. :)) And after, Robert and I hung out at Marz's house before going to Mc Do at around 3:00 am due to hunger pains. Pretty good.
I missed you, Kiki.
IV. Future
I shifted to BS-PSYC this term, so next term I'm going to be starting BS-PSYC subjects (ZOOLOGY and BOTANY Lab and Lecture), and I'm a bit nervous, really. Sila Pao and Dom and Bea say I'm going to die. D:
So goodluck nalang saken.
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Hallo, friends. :) Haven't been posted anything decent in a while.
Okay well, here it goes:
(I've decided not to outline-format this. Too...tiring.)
Well over-all I'm happy because I have some of the best friends ever, and for that I'm grateful to whatever greater forces there might be out there. I'm also happy because I am pacing myself...not speeding; rushing through things. And that's...well, that's new for me, but I think it's a good thing. Life is a journey, not a race.
As for school work... blech. o__o This is the one thing I'm worried about, really. I just hope I don't fail anything. I'm not aiming for the dean's list anymore, although it WOULD be nice. My main concerns really, are ENGLRES and HISTCIV. ENGLRES because there's so much research to do, and our final paper is due like...next week? Plus, I lost my envelope of "process requirements". Shite. HAY NAKUUUU. HATREDDDD. And I'm worried about HISTCIV because I don't understand anything our prof says. I hope he's as nice about grades as he is about absences/lates. :( Winwin is scared. HAY.
Malate's alright. :) Er, I'm going to the MOS on September 3-5. I hope it all goes well. ~___~ Must.Do.Residency.
I think I'm going to have to write during term break pa. ENGLRES has drained my braincells to the point of implosion. Nakakainis. Even when I'm not doing anything, I can't write because it hovers around in my head, that mfing APA CITATION. nakakairrritaaa. ~_~ I think I'm going to have to spend the entirety of Thursday in the Library again. :( And I used to love that place. |
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