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 ...
BACK HOME
argh. i spent two hours in this net cafe and i haven't done the stuff i intended to do! hmph.
what i did were, chat with jasper and dea (which is a very good thing, btw, since they're two of my closest friends), and edit this blog! goooooooooooodneessss gracious, i realized how APPALLING this blog looks like from an internet cafe here in davao! i just had to do something about it. you see, i've been using my laptop to check my blog in singapore, and it turned out nice and cool (to me at least). i didn't realize i had some miscellaneous stuff to keep its appearance that way, like font smoothing etc. i hope it looks um, presentable, right now.
hmmm... not the right mood to start an i'm-back-home-and-i'm-oh-so-happy blog.
oh well.
anyway, in case you haven't yet figured out, I'M HOME NA!!
isn't that great and wonderful and wooohooooo?!!
hmmm.. what have i been doing the past three days? NOT blogging, i'm sure you've noticed. ;)
actually, it's been just "peachy" (dea's favorite word).
i'm actually IDLE a lot, but that's a good thing. i just sit and relax and meet my folks (sister's still on a secret mission in the boondocks =P) and my lola and uncles and tita, and villagemates and friends. quite fun. and ooh, the tv is my new best friend. hehehe. i'm figuring out the changes to the small screen since i left. and oooooh, american idol everyday at 6pm on ABC! it's delayed of course (last night was group 4 showdown which included jasmine, george, john), but in a few weeks, it'll catch up with the real-time airing. i hope. i'm mighty sure korinna's gonna enjoy it. and, i'm checking out for myself if marina isn't as corny as it could easily be mistaken to be. hee hee.
hmmm.. i told myself i'm gonna blog and check my email when i came here.
i guess the first one's done, so i'm now gonna check my mail. ;)
after that, i'm gonna find non-boring ways to spend my 3-month long summer. =P
argh. i spent two hours in this net cafe and i haven't done the stuff i intended to do! hmph.
what i did were, chat with jasper and dea (which is a very good thing, btw, since they're two of my closest friends), and edit this blog! goooooooooooodneessss gracious, i realized how APPALLING this blog looks like from an internet cafe here in davao! i just had to do something about it. you see, i've been using my laptop to check my blog in singapore, and it turned out nice and cool (to me at least). i didn't realize i had some miscellaneous stuff to keep its appearance that way, like font smoothing etc. i hope it looks um, presentable, right now.
hmmm... not the right mood to start an i'm-back-home-and-i'm-oh-so-happy blog.
oh well.
anyway, in case you haven't yet figured out, I'M HOME NA!!
isn't that great and wonderful and wooohooooo?!!
hmmm.. what have i been doing the past three days? NOT blogging, i'm sure you've noticed. ;)
actually, it's been just "peachy" (dea's favorite word).
i'm actually IDLE a lot, but that's a good thing. i just sit and relax and meet my folks (sister's still on a secret mission in the boondocks =P) and my lola and uncles and tita, and villagemates and friends. quite fun. and ooh, the tv is my new best friend. hehehe. i'm figuring out the changes to the small screen since i left. and oooooh, american idol everyday at 6pm on ABC! it's delayed of course (last night was group 4 showdown which included jasmine, george, john), but in a few weeks, it'll catch up with the real-time airing. i hope. i'm mighty sure korinna's gonna enjoy it. and, i'm checking out for myself if marina isn't as corny as it could easily be mistaken to be. hee hee.
hmmm.. i told myself i'm gonna blog and check my email when i came here.
i guess the first one's done, so i'm now gonna check my mail. ;)
after that, i'm gonna find non-boring ways to spend my 3-month long summer. =P
TIME TO PACK UP
i'm packing up as i type.
sigh. i have to fit loads of stuff into 2 containers, the only allowable baggage count for the use of the F-block lounge for storage over the looong holidays. i have two HUUUUUUGE cartons anyway, so that makes me feel better. the two boxes are so big i could fit into them my other suitcase, my big printer box, a smaller box, my hardbound books and notes, and get this: even my laundry basket. bwahahaha. good thing they never specified what "2 containers" actually meant.
watched lots of OC. im in episode 6 now. and this anna stern is the coolest gal.
watched survivor too. am i GLAAAAAAAD shii ann the underdog made it. i don't feel for alicia, sorry! well, maybe i felt for her after the reward challenge revealed that she wasn't too popular among the group she's sticking with. but then, that should have given her a clue. i love survivor. i'm a psychoanalyst in disguise. be very afraid.
and oh yeah. it rained this afternoon. it should be a relief from the scorching heat wave that hit singapore in recent MONTHS, but dammit, it rained on the ONE SINGLE DAY i didn't want it to. i was doing my final laundry for the sem, before i stuff them clothes and towels in boxes, and it happened to just rain, for the heck of it. it was playing on me! it rained long enough to wet my clothes, and then it was gone. hmph. it's fine. i guess i'll have to bring my damp towels and all my pants home.
hmmmm.. i shouldn't be blogging now.
i have to pack up, and bring the stuff inside the F lounge before zhou yang the keeper of the key goes to bed.
9:40am flight tomorrow to manila. afternoon flight to davao. can't wait.
guess i couldn't blog much in davao. no net at home, see. oh well. maybe it's a good thing. OR, maybe this means i'll only have to think of more creative ways to chronicle my adventures. basta, i'm going home, i'm gonna miss singapore yes, but i'll get over it. hehe.
i'm packing up as i type.
sigh. i have to fit loads of stuff into 2 containers, the only allowable baggage count for the use of the F-block lounge for storage over the looong holidays. i have two HUUUUUUGE cartons anyway, so that makes me feel better. the two boxes are so big i could fit into them my other suitcase, my big printer box, a smaller box, my hardbound books and notes, and get this: even my laundry basket. bwahahaha. good thing they never specified what "2 containers" actually meant.
watched lots of OC. im in episode 6 now. and this anna stern is the coolest gal.
watched survivor too. am i GLAAAAAAAD shii ann the underdog made it. i don't feel for alicia, sorry! well, maybe i felt for her after the reward challenge revealed that she wasn't too popular among the group she's sticking with. but then, that should have given her a clue. i love survivor. i'm a psychoanalyst in disguise. be very afraid.
and oh yeah. it rained this afternoon. it should be a relief from the scorching heat wave that hit singapore in recent MONTHS, but dammit, it rained on the ONE SINGLE DAY i didn't want it to. i was doing my final laundry for the sem, before i stuff them clothes and towels in boxes, and it happened to just rain, for the heck of it. it was playing on me! it rained long enough to wet my clothes, and then it was gone. hmph. it's fine. i guess i'll have to bring my damp towels and all my pants home.
hmmmm.. i shouldn't be blogging now.
i have to pack up, and bring the stuff inside the F lounge before zhou yang the keeper of the key goes to bed.
9:40am flight tomorrow to manila. afternoon flight to davao. can't wait.
guess i couldn't blog much in davao. no net at home, see. oh well. maybe it's a good thing. OR, maybe this means i'll only have to think of more creative ways to chronicle my adventures. basta, i'm going home, i'm gonna miss singapore yes, but i'll get over it. hehe.
WOW
talk about self-control. i actually didn't blog for a whole day! isn't that just super?!
wow. i'm mighty proud of myself. i thought i was hooked. great. ;)
(ACTUALLY, the real reason's that the earlier half of my day was spent sleeping, since i had this hangover from dirinking last night at boat quay again, and because i have finally begun carrying out my plan to PACK UP for my sing-manila-davao flight on saturday)
hmmm.. tonight (or last night) the cambodians bade goodbye, jennifer hudson got the boot on AI (it was supposed to be a surprise, but for some reason i have this "spoiler sense" which detects the tiniest hints of spoiler material through people's conversations. hmph. I STILL HATE SPOILERS), and i watched the third ep of the OC on tv.
OC is cool. it's intense. it's relatable. it's in-your-face.
i like seth. i guess that doesn't surprise anyone. hee. and marissa is effortlessly beautiful. still not in the ranks of "lovely" just yet, but i'm thinking she'll charm me more in the next episodes (almost end of season 1 in the US already).
TAMA NA YAN, INUMAN NA
LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LAS I I I I I I I I I I NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGG!
oh, i should tell you about how brice got drunk the other night. i was shocked that mr. bartender actually gets drunk. it was hilarious really. i'm gonna be skimpy on details, as brice might not be too proud of it, but i can tell u that it happened when we got back in the hall, and it involved the floor, some grass, a wrong room, and some cold water. haha.
it was a weeknight (a wednesday, but not ladies' night), but we went nonetheless, as it was supposedly the bridging kids last night-out before we become undergrads. we were only 6 though, out of 13. noe noe went out with his burmese seniors, the 3 cambodians had a buffet dinner somewhere else, tuk had plans also with her seniors, ivy wanted to save money and korinna wanted to watch american idol for the last time in singapore. it was me, boat, xay, brice, dust, diana. all boys daw sabi nina brice and dust! hahaha. buti na lang game si diana at hindi pikon. no econs tutor tongni to treat us, so we spent our own moolah.
the pub was in boat quay, and the setting of the outdoor tables was great. we were beside a serene, calm river, and across it were the bright city lights. the gentle breeze was just the perfect temperature, occurring in similarly perfect intervals. it was a romantic place really, but when you turn to your left, you see this whole block of clubs and pubs pulsating with music, glowing with neon lights, and smelling of booze. perfect. perfect place to get drunk.
i almost did, and for a while i thought diana was drunk too. but i managed to control myself by not taking any more when i thought i was close to getting there. i thought it was time to stop, but boat, my thai friend and aspiring model, asked me (in the second pub we visited) to down a mug with him, saying, "JOSEPH! for FRIENDSHIP!" hahaha. who am i to refuse, right? ;) that's the thing with me, i'd like to think my "pakikisama" skills are above average.:P
i never quite understood why people drank and got drunk before. i realize now that it's more than the booze. it's more than just throwing away good money for some liquid that turns your pee to a golden yellow, and that leaves a crazy whirl in your head. as diana said, in a tone that didn't seem quite drunk just yet (or maybe it was just me), "bonding bonding lagi kapag inuman." right on.
[i'll post photos sometime tomorrow. it's amazing how much fun a digicam can add to any occasion. ;) ]
talk about self-control. i actually didn't blog for a whole day! isn't that just super?!
wow. i'm mighty proud of myself. i thought i was hooked. great. ;)
(ACTUALLY, the real reason's that the earlier half of my day was spent sleeping, since i had this hangover from dirinking last night at boat quay again, and because i have finally begun carrying out my plan to PACK UP for my sing-manila-davao flight on saturday)
hmmm.. tonight (or last night) the cambodians bade goodbye, jennifer hudson got the boot on AI (it was supposed to be a surprise, but for some reason i have this "spoiler sense" which detects the tiniest hints of spoiler material through people's conversations. hmph. I STILL HATE SPOILERS), and i watched the third ep of the OC on tv.
OC is cool. it's intense. it's relatable. it's in-your-face.
i like seth. i guess that doesn't surprise anyone. hee. and marissa is effortlessly beautiful. still not in the ranks of "lovely" just yet, but i'm thinking she'll charm me more in the next episodes (almost end of season 1 in the US already).
TAMA NA YAN, INUMAN NA
LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LAS I I I I I I I I I I NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGG!
oh, i should tell you about how brice got drunk the other night. i was shocked that mr. bartender actually gets drunk. it was hilarious really. i'm gonna be skimpy on details, as brice might not be too proud of it, but i can tell u that it happened when we got back in the hall, and it involved the floor, some grass, a wrong room, and some cold water. haha.
it was a weeknight (a wednesday, but not ladies' night), but we went nonetheless, as it was supposedly the bridging kids last night-out before we become undergrads. we were only 6 though, out of 13. noe noe went out with his burmese seniors, the 3 cambodians had a buffet dinner somewhere else, tuk had plans also with her seniors, ivy wanted to save money and korinna wanted to watch american idol for the last time in singapore. it was me, boat, xay, brice, dust, diana. all boys daw sabi nina brice and dust! hahaha. buti na lang game si diana at hindi pikon. no econs tutor tongni to treat us, so we spent our own moolah.
the pub was in boat quay, and the setting of the outdoor tables was great. we were beside a serene, calm river, and across it were the bright city lights. the gentle breeze was just the perfect temperature, occurring in similarly perfect intervals. it was a romantic place really, but when you turn to your left, you see this whole block of clubs and pubs pulsating with music, glowing with neon lights, and smelling of booze. perfect. perfect place to get drunk.
i almost did, and for a while i thought diana was drunk too. but i managed to control myself by not taking any more when i thought i was close to getting there. i thought it was time to stop, but boat, my thai friend and aspiring model, asked me (in the second pub we visited) to down a mug with him, saying, "JOSEPH! for FRIENDSHIP!" hahaha. who am i to refuse, right? ;) that's the thing with me, i'd like to think my "pakikisama" skills are above average.:P
i never quite understood why people drank and got drunk before. i realize now that it's more than the booze. it's more than just throwing away good money for some liquid that turns your pee to a golden yellow, and that leaves a crazy whirl in your head. as diana said, in a tone that didn't seem quite drunk just yet (or maybe it was just me), "bonding bonding lagi kapag inuman." right on.
[i'll post photos sometime tomorrow. it's amazing how much fun a digicam can add to any occasion. ;) ]
A "NEWSWORTHY" SUDDEN THOUGHT
i was reading the news again, courtesy of channel new asia (collapse of a highway yesterday), and then it hit me:
I MISS NEWSWRITING.
Here is a brief article about the unfortunate incident.
i used to write news for our high school paper. i loved joining press conferences for it. it was something i didn't WANT WANT at first, but when i was thrust into it by my schoolpaper adviser in my junior year, and the contests turned out well, i realized, i can be quite good at this.
it's brilliant, really, any news item. it's smart, it's concise, it's direct to the point.
totally different from my random ramblings in the blog, of course. hehe.
i used to think that news was something drab and boring and black-and-white dull, something that shuts off one's creativity, unlike the colorful feature and literary worlds. i realized later though, that news is cool. you're given a set of facts, you kill through the unnecessary stuff, and you present them in a fashion that appears intellectual yet not pretentious, that covers all the bases thoroughly, that tells an interesting story in an interesting manner: backwards.
and of course there's a certain style to writing news.
a consistent judge in press conferences and a local journalist, mr. ed fernandez, says that you can memorize all the news elements, the inverted-pyramid requirement, the conventions in the presentation of facts, but you can never figure out how to write it WELL unless you fully GET IT. you have to understand how it's done, and read read and practice practice.
too bad there isn't any journalism course in NUS. i would've taken that as a minor.
i was reading the news again, courtesy of channel new asia (collapse of a highway yesterday), and then it hit me:
I MISS NEWSWRITING.
Here is a brief article about the unfortunate incident.
i used to write news for our high school paper. i loved joining press conferences for it. it was something i didn't WANT WANT at first, but when i was thrust into it by my schoolpaper adviser in my junior year, and the contests turned out well, i realized, i can be quite good at this.
it's brilliant, really, any news item. it's smart, it's concise, it's direct to the point.
totally different from my random ramblings in the blog, of course. hehe.
i used to think that news was something drab and boring and black-and-white dull, something that shuts off one's creativity, unlike the colorful feature and literary worlds. i realized later though, that news is cool. you're given a set of facts, you kill through the unnecessary stuff, and you present them in a fashion that appears intellectual yet not pretentious, that covers all the bases thoroughly, that tells an interesting story in an interesting manner: backwards.
and of course there's a certain style to writing news.
a consistent judge in press conferences and a local journalist, mr. ed fernandez, says that you can memorize all the news elements, the inverted-pyramid requirement, the conventions in the presentation of facts, but you can never figure out how to write it WELL unless you fully GET IT. you have to understand how it's done, and read read and practice practice.
too bad there isn't any journalism course in NUS. i would've taken that as a minor.
SEVEN THINGS I LEARNED TODAY (or yesterday)
1. you can call the travel agency in the morning and get your ticket that same day [i thought it took a week].
(how could i have missed that? when i'm an amazing race fan? dummy.)
2. you can stay in a university for two semesters and still take the wrong bus.
(or actually the right bus, but headed for the wrong direction, taking the looooooooooong way. MAJOR DUMMY)
3. you always get lost in orchard. and your knees always hurt from too much walking there.
and the high-end designer items always seem so distant and unreachable, constant SCREAMING reminders that LIFE IS NOT FAIR. yayaman din ako! bwahahaha! just you wait.
4. Kinokuniya is indeed the best and biggest and coolest bookstore in Asia.
(kinokuniya.. don't memorize the word, and i bet you'll forget it in a few hours [kinonokia? koniyinuka? kinukoniya?] )
5. some bus drivers can be just plain DEAF. blasted driver ignored me when i buzzed the button to let me alight at the law link. i was going to karen's room in temasek hall, to give her the ransom money, and so i stopped at the next bus stop and had to wait for another bus headed for the opposite direction uli. wasted my time ah. that's the 3rd transpo screw-up i had in one day! that's it, mr bus driver, i'm gonna be a very bad passenger from now on. what exactly i'm gonna do i still haven't figured out, but WOE TO YOU. (nah, i take that back. i won't curse you na, just get some FREAKIN' COTTON SWABS!)
6. cheese crackers can be heavenly after all. thanks karen!
(and sorry, no amount of cheese crackers can dissuade me from charging you interest.. hehehe.
pero be good to me, and i might lower it a teeny weeny WEEEEENY bit.;P )
7. you can go to a foreign country, all alone even, just to have your hair done.
(korinna did hers in malaysia. haha! peace tayo kor!) and to do some shopping na rin pala.
yun na. have to pack up na! i'm still figuring out how to stuff my paraphernalia into two large boxes.
and oooh, CSI and CSI Miami epidodes are waiting for me (wayne's shared network folder). later na pack. ;)
1. you can call the travel agency in the morning and get your ticket that same day [i thought it took a week].
(how could i have missed that? when i'm an amazing race fan? dummy.)
2. you can stay in a university for two semesters and still take the wrong bus.
(or actually the right bus, but headed for the wrong direction, taking the looooooooooong way. MAJOR DUMMY)
3. you always get lost in orchard. and your knees always hurt from too much walking there.
and the high-end designer items always seem so distant and unreachable, constant SCREAMING reminders that LIFE IS NOT FAIR. yayaman din ako! bwahahaha! just you wait.
4. Kinokuniya is indeed the best and biggest and coolest bookstore in Asia.
(kinokuniya.. don't memorize the word, and i bet you'll forget it in a few hours [kinonokia? koniyinuka? kinukoniya?] )
5. some bus drivers can be just plain DEAF. blasted driver ignored me when i buzzed the button to let me alight at the law link. i was going to karen's room in temasek hall, to give her the ransom money, and so i stopped at the next bus stop and had to wait for another bus headed for the opposite direction uli. wasted my time ah. that's the 3rd transpo screw-up i had in one day! that's it, mr bus driver, i'm gonna be a very bad passenger from now on. what exactly i'm gonna do i still haven't figured out, but WOE TO YOU. (nah, i take that back. i won't curse you na, just get some FREAKIN' COTTON SWABS!)
6. cheese crackers can be heavenly after all. thanks karen!
(and sorry, no amount of cheese crackers can dissuade me from charging you interest.. hehehe.
pero be good to me, and i might lower it a teeny weeny WEEEEENY bit.;P )
7. you can go to a foreign country, all alone even, just to have your hair done.
(korinna did hers in malaysia. haha! peace tayo kor!) and to do some shopping na rin pala.
yun na. have to pack up na! i'm still figuring out how to stuff my paraphernalia into two large boxes.
and oooh, CSI and CSI Miami epidodes are waiting for me (wayne's shared network folder). later na pack. ;)
SING ALONG
hahaha. if you notice that my webcounter counts too much the last few days (i don't think you would, since it's semi-hidden anyway, but even if it weren't i don't think anyone would notice), it's because i've been singing along to "burn" by usher. hehehe. yeah, i have it in windows media player, but opening the blog is the easiest way to go.
needless to say, i refresh it a lot just to hear the song. hee hee.
katy, my editor-in-chief in my senior year in high school, once commented that i sing usher's "u got it bad" quite well. hehehe. i'd flatter you too, kat, but i think by now everyone knows you're a smart young lady who sings and dances and draws and paints and writes. (hmmm... i don't think she'll read this anyway, so anything i say is okay, right? =P)
and oh yeah, i used to do some rap too. hahaha. the bone thugs type ala "breakdown" with mariah. hmmm... maybe i'll practice over the summer? hehe.
i've always liked r&b. actually i think i decided on it during my music-searching days in grade six. right after everyone got over backstreet boys (haha! i'm brave enough to admit! everyone loveD them BEFORE, right? come on!).
so i was drawn to usher's music, and the cool vibe that emanates from his songs. and he's got this falsetto too, something like justin timberlake's, but i daresay usher was first! and for some reason, usher doesn't seem a litttttttle bit girly when he hits those high notes, unlike justin. well i like justin too, just tryin to be objective. if that's even possible. hehehe.
i'm glad usher made this HUGE comeback into the music scene. number 1 song, number 1 album, never mind if he broke up with chilli of TLC. and this "burn" song i really like. something like "u got it bad" if you may, and i find some meaning in it. basta. hehe.
i've come to appreciate different sorts of music over the years, and they all play randomly in my head. i like alternative and acoustic and rap and r&b right now, and they all get their time to play randomly in the jukebox that's my head. but heck, sometimes even sound of music songs (nothing comes from nothing...lonely goatheard...how do you solve a problem like mariaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!), sometimes even choir/opera-tic stuff like josh groban and charlotte church, or gospel and church tunes, and at times even the oldie oldie stuff my dad likes.
wala lang. and of course, i'm really really into jason mraz. i like how he, what do you call that (teka i'll google it), SKATs. you know, it's singing notes without using words, but just feeling the music and letting out impromptu syllables that essentially don't make sense. something like, bopadididubopdeedeedipdeedidipdididdooorararapahhhhhhhhooohlaaaa...
something like that. it's senseless right, but it sounds great (um, well maybe not my random typing of syllables).
come on, you know jason mraz right? he does the coolest skat i know. ;)
p.s.
regarding my trip home, i've decided, with the influence of brice, that it's not worth going to manila if i'll only stay for two days. nothing much i could do, and what i probably would have done in that short period of time wouldn't be worth all the stress traveling a long way from the airport and enduring the traffic, settling in my aunt and uncle's house, only to pack up after a few days. don't get me wrong, i'd love to meet my dearly-missed friends in manila, but you see, i'm pressed for time. sister wants me home for a secret surprise on the 25th. so that's it, i'm gonna take a connecting flight, on the 24th. may final outing pa pala yung bridging kids dito. sabi ni brice inuman daw. hahahaha. that guy's beginning to call me his "drunkard friend" na. hahaha. it's not true of course, eh sya ata ung lasenggero-cum-bartender eh.
anyway, i'm definitely dropping by manila in july, before coming to singapore. by that time, i'll hopefully look presentable enough and consequently more confident to show myself to my friends and relatives. seeing me now isn't such a good idea, honestly. ;)
hahaha. if you notice that my webcounter counts too much the last few days (i don't think you would, since it's semi-hidden anyway, but even if it weren't i don't think anyone would notice), it's because i've been singing along to "burn" by usher. hehehe. yeah, i have it in windows media player, but opening the blog is the easiest way to go.
needless to say, i refresh it a lot just to hear the song. hee hee.
katy, my editor-in-chief in my senior year in high school, once commented that i sing usher's "u got it bad" quite well. hehehe. i'd flatter you too, kat, but i think by now everyone knows you're a smart young lady who sings and dances and draws and paints and writes. (hmmm... i don't think she'll read this anyway, so anything i say is okay, right? =P)
and oh yeah, i used to do some rap too. hahaha. the bone thugs type ala "breakdown" with mariah. hmmm... maybe i'll practice over the summer? hehe.
i've always liked r&b. actually i think i decided on it during my music-searching days in grade six. right after everyone got over backstreet boys (haha! i'm brave enough to admit! everyone loveD them BEFORE, right? come on!).
so i was drawn to usher's music, and the cool vibe that emanates from his songs. and he's got this falsetto too, something like justin timberlake's, but i daresay usher was first! and for some reason, usher doesn't seem a litttttttle bit girly when he hits those high notes, unlike justin. well i like justin too, just tryin to be objective. if that's even possible. hehehe.
i'm glad usher made this HUGE comeback into the music scene. number 1 song, number 1 album, never mind if he broke up with chilli of TLC. and this "burn" song i really like. something like "u got it bad" if you may, and i find some meaning in it. basta. hehe.
i've come to appreciate different sorts of music over the years, and they all play randomly in my head. i like alternative and acoustic and rap and r&b right now, and they all get their time to play randomly in the jukebox that's my head. but heck, sometimes even sound of music songs (nothing comes from nothing...lonely goatheard...how do you solve a problem like mariaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!), sometimes even choir/opera-tic stuff like josh groban and charlotte church, or gospel and church tunes, and at times even the oldie oldie stuff my dad likes.
wala lang. and of course, i'm really really into jason mraz. i like how he, what do you call that (teka i'll google it), SKATs. you know, it's singing notes without using words, but just feeling the music and letting out impromptu syllables that essentially don't make sense. something like, bopadididubopdeedeedipdeedidipdididdooorararapahhhhhhhhooohlaaaa...
something like that. it's senseless right, but it sounds great (um, well maybe not my random typing of syllables).
come on, you know jason mraz right? he does the coolest skat i know. ;)
p.s.
regarding my trip home, i've decided, with the influence of brice, that it's not worth going to manila if i'll only stay for two days. nothing much i could do, and what i probably would have done in that short period of time wouldn't be worth all the stress traveling a long way from the airport and enduring the traffic, settling in my aunt and uncle's house, only to pack up after a few days. don't get me wrong, i'd love to meet my dearly-missed friends in manila, but you see, i'm pressed for time. sister wants me home for a secret surprise on the 25th. so that's it, i'm gonna take a connecting flight, on the 24th. may final outing pa pala yung bridging kids dito. sabi ni brice inuman daw. hahahaha. that guy's beginning to call me his "drunkard friend" na. hahaha. it's not true of course, eh sya ata ung lasenggero-cum-bartender eh.
anyway, i'm definitely dropping by manila in july, before coming to singapore. by that time, i'll hopefully look presentable enough and consequently more confident to show myself to my friends and relatives. seeing me now isn't such a good idea, honestly. ;)
HOMEWARD BOUND
hmmm... nothing to do now.
nothing academic at least.
i was never a good planner. i know i'll be at home by the end of the week, but i haven't decided on the details yet. today, after my last mass in singapore for the next three months and last lunch at KFC in clementi with some pinoy seniors, i almost headed to the mrt station to board an orchard-bound train to get me a ticket.
i thought it over a while beside the water fountain (not a drinking fountain!) in the town square, and realized that my lack of masterplan was plain foolish. i didn't call dad yet, when i should have, since he wants us to hike up mount apo at the end of the month, to coincide with some release of a philippine eagle into the forest. cool eh?
but anyway, i didn't know when the hike is actually scheduled, i didn't know where to store my things yet (can't keep stuff in the room unless i'm staying for the holidays), i didn't know if i was staying in manila for a few days or if i'd take a connecting flight.
so there. having stayed by the fountain for a while, scribbling notes and things to do in my small notebook, and instead of leaving for orchard, i went to the grocery NTUC fairprice, bought me a comb, and asked if they sold large cartons.
i was told to go to the manager's office, where i was led to the back area, where the empty boxes were. got 2 large cartons (you see, the storage at the F-block lounge is limited to two containers per person. no size restriction, but on an FCFS basis.)
i rode the bus carrying the cartons, and met some pinoy seniors again. i was worried that i looked like a relocated squatter or basurero in the 2 buses we rode, but nah, it was okay. sabi nga ni kuya gelo, anong masama sa basurero? hehehe. oo nga naman! so sabi ko na lang, ayoko kasi i-deny ang aking true occupation, which is a student. diba? hehe.
hmmm... now i have two large boxes in the room, a mountain of dirty clothes to dump into the soak-wash-spin washing machine, and miscellaneous clutter all around. i should be packing up soon, but right now, i just wanna surf. ;) tamad! =P
p.s.
haha! in my (usual) digression i forgot to tell you the important stuff about me being homeward bound!
i called home this evening, and kai my laughing sister wants me home on the 24th for a secret surprise. or 25th daw. so that's settled, i have to be in davao on the 25th.
i was thinking about dropping by manila to meet some people, especially the ajssers and the pisay titans, so the original plan (if it was even one) was to go there on the 22nd. it's gonna be monday in a few minutes, and i'm still unsure if i can make it out of singapura in three days. have to buy stuff pa, pack up, box stuff, transfer stuff, basta i have to do... STUFF. hmmmm.... bahala na. morning's wiser than evening, so i'm just hoping for enlightenment when i wake up. good night!
hmmm... nothing to do now.
nothing academic at least.
i was never a good planner. i know i'll be at home by the end of the week, but i haven't decided on the details yet. today, after my last mass in singapore for the next three months and last lunch at KFC in clementi with some pinoy seniors, i almost headed to the mrt station to board an orchard-bound train to get me a ticket.
i thought it over a while beside the water fountain (not a drinking fountain!) in the town square, and realized that my lack of masterplan was plain foolish. i didn't call dad yet, when i should have, since he wants us to hike up mount apo at the end of the month, to coincide with some release of a philippine eagle into the forest. cool eh?
but anyway, i didn't know when the hike is actually scheduled, i didn't know where to store my things yet (can't keep stuff in the room unless i'm staying for the holidays), i didn't know if i was staying in manila for a few days or if i'd take a connecting flight.
so there. having stayed by the fountain for a while, scribbling notes and things to do in my small notebook, and instead of leaving for orchard, i went to the grocery NTUC fairprice, bought me a comb, and asked if they sold large cartons.
i was told to go to the manager's office, where i was led to the back area, where the empty boxes were. got 2 large cartons (you see, the storage at the F-block lounge is limited to two containers per person. no size restriction, but on an FCFS basis.)
i rode the bus carrying the cartons, and met some pinoy seniors again. i was worried that i looked like a relocated squatter or basurero in the 2 buses we rode, but nah, it was okay. sabi nga ni kuya gelo, anong masama sa basurero? hehehe. oo nga naman! so sabi ko na lang, ayoko kasi i-deny ang aking true occupation, which is a student. diba? hehe.
hmmm... now i have two large boxes in the room, a mountain of dirty clothes to dump into the soak-wash-spin washing machine, and miscellaneous clutter all around. i should be packing up soon, but right now, i just wanna surf. ;) tamad! =P
p.s.
haha! in my (usual) digression i forgot to tell you the important stuff about me being homeward bound!
i called home this evening, and kai my laughing sister wants me home on the 24th for a secret surprise. or 25th daw. so that's settled, i have to be in davao on the 25th.
i was thinking about dropping by manila to meet some people, especially the ajssers and the pisay titans, so the original plan (if it was even one) was to go there on the 22nd. it's gonna be monday in a few minutes, and i'm still unsure if i can make it out of singapura in three days. have to buy stuff pa, pack up, box stuff, transfer stuff, basta i have to do... STUFF. hmmmm.... bahala na. morning's wiser than evening, so i'm just hoping for enlightenment when i wake up. good night!
TIME TO CELEBRATE
4:24am.
the bridging kids (well, having finished the exams, we're now FINALLY Year 1 studes) just arrived from a fun and crazy night-out with tongni, our economics/statistics tutor cum ivy and korinna's major crush.
the exam finished yesterday afternoon, and we were just SO GLAAAAAAAAAD that it's all over and done. and yep, i think i did OKAY. not fantastic, but i was able to get some final answers, which is a GREAT thing in any physics exam.
i'm too sleepy right now, but major highlights were that
1) i got almost-drunk again (almost, since i never quite lost my self-consciousness)
2) I DANCED LIKE CRAZY IN THE DISCO! and i had no partner! (dance like crazy = without inhibition, but still not at par with the the caucasian and indian lovers who were sexy-dancing [muntik na ngang maghubaran] and kissing on the dance floor and on the bar tabletop)
and oh yeah. tongni is the coolest tutor in the world. he seems as if he's only 22, one of those who like to party and dance and joke around (animatedly even), but he's 29, and he's getting his Ph.D in a year's time. he's brilliant, and he's simply just a naturally good guy. ask korinna, and she'll say he's the handsomest guy in NUS. hehe.
thanks to him for the pitchers of beer (S$25 each)! haha! and for everything else, which of course, matter more than booze. i was glad i was able to do his number-one-fan korinna simple favors by asking him this and that, and taking photos and all. ;)
i'll continue this sometime else, if i'm not too busy (i have no more classes and exams, but there's always something to do =P). but now i have to sleep, so i'd wake up in time for the 10:30am mass. g'night!
4:24am.
the bridging kids (well, having finished the exams, we're now FINALLY Year 1 studes) just arrived from a fun and crazy night-out with tongni, our economics/statistics tutor cum ivy and korinna's major crush.
the exam finished yesterday afternoon, and we were just SO GLAAAAAAAAAD that it's all over and done. and yep, i think i did OKAY. not fantastic, but i was able to get some final answers, which is a GREAT thing in any physics exam.
i'm too sleepy right now, but major highlights were that
1) i got almost-drunk again (almost, since i never quite lost my self-consciousness)
2) I DANCED LIKE CRAZY IN THE DISCO! and i had no partner! (dance like crazy = without inhibition, but still not at par with the the caucasian and indian lovers who were sexy-dancing [muntik na ngang maghubaran] and kissing on the dance floor and on the bar tabletop)
and oh yeah. tongni is the coolest tutor in the world. he seems as if he's only 22, one of those who like to party and dance and joke around (animatedly even), but he's 29, and he's getting his Ph.D in a year's time. he's brilliant, and he's simply just a naturally good guy. ask korinna, and she'll say he's the handsomest guy in NUS. hehe.
thanks to him for the pitchers of beer (S$25 each)! haha! and for everything else, which of course, matter more than booze. i was glad i was able to do his number-one-fan korinna simple favors by asking him this and that, and taking photos and all. ;)
i'll continue this sometime else, if i'm not too busy (i have no more classes and exams, but there's always something to do =P). but now i have to sleep, so i'd wake up in time for the 10:30am mass. g'night!
SPOILT
that's it.
God knows i HATE spoilers with a passion.
two back-to-back spoilers about tv shows aired tonight.
spoilers i didn't want to hear (or see), but that's what happened.
of my current favorite shows even, survivor and american idol.
great.
AND,
kathy and john peter lewis got booted out of their respective competitions. hmph. fine.
i just watched survivor and i'm annoyed kathy didn't make it. i like kathy. i even call her kick-ass kathy, who, at 50, won a grueling physical immunity challenge against 25-year-old (half kathy's age) amber. she plays well, smart and sharp, and i sincerely think she's a good lady. yeah, she helped vote out ethan, but i forgive her for that. all part of the game. kathy was cheerful in her final words, which is a good thing! even though she admitted she was quite disappointed. no harsh words or malice still, which merits her more points in my card.
american idol is being aired RIGHT NOW. i won't watch it, though.
i guess that shows that i like survivor better than AI. but then, it's only the results show, which means the finalists won't sing tonight (well except the bottom two). i like JPL. i've always known he wouldn't be THE next american idol, but he sure was a fun guy. i didn't want him to get booted out just yet. why not diana degarmo please? oh well.
that's it. two spoilers back-to-back, and two current favorites mercilessly expelled from their respective shows.
my (tv) life can sink no lower. AND i have my physics exam tomorrow, which i'm currently struggling to study for.
walang tulugan! help me Lord!
that's it.
God knows i HATE spoilers with a passion.
two back-to-back spoilers about tv shows aired tonight.
spoilers i didn't want to hear (or see), but that's what happened.
of my current favorite shows even, survivor and american idol.
great.
AND,
kathy and john peter lewis got booted out of their respective competitions. hmph. fine.
i just watched survivor and i'm annoyed kathy didn't make it. i like kathy. i even call her kick-ass kathy, who, at 50, won a grueling physical immunity challenge against 25-year-old (half kathy's age) amber. she plays well, smart and sharp, and i sincerely think she's a good lady. yeah, she helped vote out ethan, but i forgive her for that. all part of the game. kathy was cheerful in her final words, which is a good thing! even though she admitted she was quite disappointed. no harsh words or malice still, which merits her more points in my card.
american idol is being aired RIGHT NOW. i won't watch it, though.
i guess that shows that i like survivor better than AI. but then, it's only the results show, which means the finalists won't sing tonight (well except the bottom two). i like JPL. i've always known he wouldn't be THE next american idol, but he sure was a fun guy. i didn't want him to get booted out just yet. why not diana degarmo please? oh well.
that's it. two spoilers back-to-back, and two current favorites mercilessly expelled from their respective shows.
my (tv) life can sink no lower. AND i have my physics exam tomorrow, which i'm currently struggling to study for.
walang tulugan! help me Lord!
LET THE MUSIC REMIND YOU
changed the music to "something about you" by five for fighting.
sounds familiar?
remember the swatch commercial? the one where two lovers on a bus literally get (pleasantly) stuck with each other? yep, that's the song used.
well, to my sister kai, if ever you visit here when you have free time (i know you're busy with your philippine eagle internship), may this be a HINT.
hehehe. uwi na ako in a few weeks, and i hope you give me a pleasant surprise (gift). ;)
nope, i don't want you to "buy" me a lover, i don't want a free bus ride, and i don't want five for fighting's album. think think! what could be a bigger giveaway? :D
changed the music to "something about you" by five for fighting.
sounds familiar?
remember the swatch commercial? the one where two lovers on a bus literally get (pleasantly) stuck with each other? yep, that's the song used.
well, to my sister kai, if ever you visit here when you have free time (i know you're busy with your philippine eagle internship), may this be a HINT.
hehehe. uwi na ako in a few weeks, and i hope you give me a pleasant surprise (gift). ;)
nope, i don't want you to "buy" me a lover, i don't want a free bus ride, and i don't want five for fighting's album. think think! what could be a bigger giveaway? :D
MATH EXAM
math exam was, dunno. i thought i did okay, above average even, but i realized afterwards, during the post-exam discussion with the bridging folks, that i have quite a number of mistakes. oh well. what's over is over, and i haven't the luxury of time to worry anymore since it's time to panic for the physics exam on saturday!
well after that, i go home! yehey! and with my wallet now safely tucked in my pocket, i can buy the ticket over the weekend! wooohooo! (pardon the hysteria)
but right now, i'm gonna sleep first, flush out everything math-related out of my system, and go mugging in the science library after dinner. yowza!
math exam was, dunno. i thought i did okay, above average even, but i realized afterwards, during the post-exam discussion with the bridging folks, that i have quite a number of mistakes. oh well. what's over is over, and i haven't the luxury of time to worry anymore since it's time to panic for the physics exam on saturday!
well after that, i go home! yehey! and with my wallet now safely tucked in my pocket, i can buy the ticket over the weekend! wooohooo! (pardon the hysteria)
but right now, i'm gonna sleep first, flush out everything math-related out of my system, and go mugging in the science library after dinner. yowza!
HAHA!
found my wallet! yowza! ;)
went to the lounge to study, and and sat in this REALLY comfortable leather couch, and began my last minute studying. the same chair i sat in yesterday morning. i dug into the uber soft cushion, and felt my way around to see if my wallet was just stuck on the sides. it wasn't. the same conclusion i got when i checked yesterday noon.
i reached deeper and deeper, until my hand felt air. the chair had a hole under it. i stretched my arm ever so slowly, and woooooohoooooooooo. the blasted wallet was waiting for me! yippeeee!
and oh, i was doing all the aforementioned stuff discreetly, because there were other people in the lounge, and i didn't want to seem weird.
and so, when i finally -- slowly -- felt the fake black leather of my wallet lying on the dusty floor under the couch, and a sense of pleasant recognition swept through me, i just wanted to jump and laugh and do imaginary cartwheels right there in the lounge, where three guy seniors were busy reading the morning paper.
it felt like finding saddam hussein in that dark underground hole, and i wanted to proclaim to the world in the same light, "WE GOT HIM!" then there woluld be cheers and jubilation across the planet.
but of course, i just managed a small smile to myself, and i think for a second there my mouth gaped open. the other guys were too busy reading the paper to notice.
okay, 'nuff of this wasted study time. 3 hours and 55 minutes before my math exam.
self-control joseph.
yowza! (whatever that means.. haha!)
found my wallet! yowza! ;)
went to the lounge to study, and and sat in this REALLY comfortable leather couch, and began my last minute studying. the same chair i sat in yesterday morning. i dug into the uber soft cushion, and felt my way around to see if my wallet was just stuck on the sides. it wasn't. the same conclusion i got when i checked yesterday noon.
i reached deeper and deeper, until my hand felt air. the chair had a hole under it. i stretched my arm ever so slowly, and woooooohoooooooooo. the blasted wallet was waiting for me! yippeeee!
and oh, i was doing all the aforementioned stuff discreetly, because there were other people in the lounge, and i didn't want to seem weird.
and so, when i finally -- slowly -- felt the fake black leather of my wallet lying on the dusty floor under the couch, and a sense of pleasant recognition swept through me, i just wanted to jump and laugh and do imaginary cartwheels right there in the lounge, where three guy seniors were busy reading the morning paper.
it felt like finding saddam hussein in that dark underground hole, and i wanted to proclaim to the world in the same light, "WE GOT HIM!" then there woluld be cheers and jubilation across the planet.
but of course, i just managed a small smile to myself, and i think for a second there my mouth gaped open. the other guys were too busy reading the paper to notice.
okay, 'nuff of this wasted study time. 3 hours and 55 minutes before my math exam.
self-control joseph.
yowza! (whatever that means.. haha!)
THUD
how does it feel to hit rock bottom? i'm guessing it's something like THIS.
don't ask, but yes, i lost my wallet again. and my double sim attachment to my handphone managed to even further my misery by deciding to go dead on the same day. great. just when i need to panic for my math exam tomorrow.
i didn't have much money in the wallet, unlike last time, so money's no big deal. even if, if i may clarify, i'm virtually cashless, coinless (i have a few malaysian ringgit and some philippine pesos, if you wanna count them), and broke. however, i panicked because it's the week of exams, and i need my matric card to take them. i went to the registrar's office, and thankfully, i just needed my passport or student's pass.
i plan to rush getting my plane ticket pa naman right after the exams, but now i have to get myself a new atm card from the bank and pay the charges. and yeah, my matric card costs a whopping S$17, what with its electronic door-unlocking and food-claiming and cashcard features.
and the double-sim attachment to the phone cost me S$22. now i don't get to connect with my pinoy friends and singapore friends at the same time na. AND i have to pay to have it fixed pa, if still repairable.
haaaay naku, everything seems so trivial when stated in writing. parang napakashallow.
anyway, now that i let it out na, i can now happily panic for my math test tomorrow.
how does it feel to hit rock bottom? i'm guessing it's something like THIS.
don't ask, but yes, i lost my wallet again. and my double sim attachment to my handphone managed to even further my misery by deciding to go dead on the same day. great. just when i need to panic for my math exam tomorrow.
i didn't have much money in the wallet, unlike last time, so money's no big deal. even if, if i may clarify, i'm virtually cashless, coinless (i have a few malaysian ringgit and some philippine pesos, if you wanna count them), and broke. however, i panicked because it's the week of exams, and i need my matric card to take them. i went to the registrar's office, and thankfully, i just needed my passport or student's pass.
i plan to rush getting my plane ticket pa naman right after the exams, but now i have to get myself a new atm card from the bank and pay the charges. and yeah, my matric card costs a whopping S$17, what with its electronic door-unlocking and food-claiming and cashcard features.
and the double-sim attachment to the phone cost me S$22. now i don't get to connect with my pinoy friends and singapore friends at the same time na. AND i have to pay to have it fixed pa, if still repairable.
haaaay naku, everything seems so trivial when stated in writing. parang napakashallow.
anyway, now that i let it out na, i can now happily panic for my math test tomorrow.
