Let's see how good I am at keeping promises. The following were my resolutions for year 2008. In RED ang mga hindi ko natupad:
1. not to shout my words when mama can not hear me
In all fairness, nabawasan naman ng konte. Kumakamot na lang ako sa ulo na parang may kuto at sumisimangot every time na kelangan ko ulitin yung mga sinabi ko.
2. not to mess up my room anymore (i still don't promise to clean it myself..heeeheee)
hihi. guilty.
3. to reply at important text messages when i have load
In fairness ulet, nagrereply na ko. Kadalasan lang, late na at as in super late na, like kinabukasan o ung sunod na bukas na. At least, nagrereply na ko!
4. not to come late during mass
Dahil sa taong ito, mabibilang sa fingers at isama naman ang toes, na nakapagattend ako ng mass. Hindi na late ang lola mo, absent!
5. to be more patient and more godmotherly with James
Wala sorry, pumapatol talaga ko sa mga sutil na bata. haha..
6. to shave my legs regularly
Katamad eh!
7. to stick with my 'apple a day' routine
'Chocolate a day' routine pa. Kaya eto nagsusumigaw ang mga shomabelbels. p*%@*& *^@
8. to lessen my consumption of sweets
Sana nakakaanorexic na lang ang mga sweets, bwiset!
9. to jog again during weekends
Asaness.
10. to pray before dozing off
Lord, patawad kung talagang antukin ako.
WOW. Puro red. I am not bad at keeping promises, I'm awful! P@&$^%#
12.30.2008
12.25.2008
Merry Christmas everyone!
But first of all, Happy Birthday Lord Jesus!
It is your day today, yet I felt like it is my birthday. I am surrounded by people I love and cherish most in this world - my family, from both clans - the Lontocs and Rodils.
To my inaanaks, please bear with Ninang's gifts. Those are the best I can give you, dear little ones, for now. I'll make it up to you! :D
A day of rest, eating, munching, picture-taking, singing, eating, eating, talking, laughing, eating, eating and non-stop eating!
I hope you spent this special day with your loved-ones too. Thanks Lord. I really had a merry Christmas.
It is your day today, yet I felt like it is my birthday. I am surrounded by people I love and cherish most in this world - my family, from both clans - the Lontocs and Rodils.
To my inaanaks, please bear with Ninang's gifts. Those are the best I can give you, dear little ones, for now. I'll make it up to you! :D
A day of rest, eating, munching, picture-taking, singing, eating, eating, talking, laughing, eating, eating and non-stop eating!
I hope you spent this special day with your loved-ones too. Thanks Lord. I really had a merry Christmas.
12.23.2008
Memae
Happy Birthday my ever dearest and favorite sister, Memae!
We may not see a lot of each other anymore but you are always
in my heart and in my prayers.
Always.
I've always been proud of you and I know you are of me too.
I hope you get whatever it is you have wished for.
You have no idea how much I love you.
Happy Birthday.
:D
We may not see a lot of each other anymore but you are always
in my heart and in my prayers.
Always.
I've always been proud of you and I know you are of me too.
I hope you get whatever it is you have wished for.
You have no idea how much I love you.
Happy Birthday.
:D
12.13.2008
*twalahyt*
I know this post is weeks late, but I'd still post it anyway. It was only Friday and Saturday last week when I got to watch Twilight and only today that I get to update my page. I find the movie really bitin and kulang-kulang. Pero obviously nagenjoy naman ako dahil inulit ko pa siya ng sumunod na araw. I love Twilight. Kahit pa siguro si Bea Alonzo ang gumanap na Bella, papanuorin ko. I was expecting too much sa movie kase nabasa ko yung book. My favorite scenes were the baseball game and the piano scene. Edward (Rob) still made my heart skip a beat. Four thumbs-up still (kasama mga hinlalaki ko sa paa). Sulit na rin ang 160, plus I had watched it with my GFFs.
12.01.2008
Christmas :)
Since it is the first day of December, my favorite month of the year, I would like to start counting down to my favorite day of all days in this earth - Christmas Day!
24 tulog na lang! yipee!
I think the reason why I so love Christmas is that it suggests to bring out the child in each one of us. Actually, when I look back at my childhood days, one of the few things I can recall vividly are my Christmases. Ride your sleighs, for I think this is gonna be a long trip down to memory lane.
I think I was already eight or nine when we first had a Christmas tree, a real one. I had asked my mom why our tree was different from others' trees inside their homes. You see, while most have green pine trees decorated with balls & ribbons of different colors and sizes, ours would be strings tied to a nail and stretched to a short distance to form something that at least resembled a tree (which I still think did not) and she would put the pop-out Belen we had been using for years, inside the improvised tree. Another year it was an inverted walis tingting decorated with old little balls and other colorful decors made of metallic paper we bought from the market. The closest to a real Christmas tree we had was this plant in our terrace whose leaves had already fallen out. Mama hanged our old little balls again and put some garlands and shining lights on it. I think her answer to my question of why we do not have a real tree was that "Wala tayong pambili, anak."
That was fine. We always had wonderful Christmas together. And then one night, Mama and Papa came home holding this box so large. They had shopped for a real Christmas tree! My sister and I were so delighted to finally have one. We helped Mama in building and decorating it. When we were done, it still lacked some decors, but I was too happy to care.
My sister and I also hanged our socks for Santa Claus to see. We would borrow Papa's socks because they were bigger. I can't remember exactly who told me that Santa isn't real. Even when we knew, Ate and I continued hanging our socks. One Christmas, when instead of a wrapped present I found ten bundled 20 pesos in my socks, I jokingly made parinig to good old 'Santa' saying "Ang barat naman ata ngayon ni Santa." I saw my mom trying to hide her smile.
I also remember how Papa would decorate the outside of our homes with Christmas lights. There was this time when I thought the house looked like a cabaret because there were lights at every corner and angle. I still loved it anyway.
Noche Buena was never a tradition. We only started doing it 4 or 5 years ago when my aunt suggested we do it. She and my cousins and uncle would go home the day before. We'll cook a lot of food. Everyone's favorite, spaghetti, was never lost on our plates. We will wake up a little before 12, eat together and then open our gifts. In the morning, we will go to mass together if we hadn't the night before.
And then the actual day! Ever since I could walk and talk unashamedly, my cousins and I made Christmas our negosyo. In our barangay, wearing our best Christmas outfits with sling bags hanging on our shoulders, we would go from one house to another, knocked if doors were closed and say our rehearsed "Mamamasko po!" We would mano to every adult in the house and they would give us coins if they aren't our relatives, orange or red paper bills if they are, and purplish ones or luckily a Ninoy, if they are our dear ninongs and ninangs. Thankfully, more than half of the population in our barangay are our relatives, so imagine how good business was for us. We'll go home, our bags and pockets fat and our hands barely managing to hold on the gifts. What a merry merry Christmas!
It was only when I started high school and I already had some bumps ahead that I stopped going door-to-door with my younger cousins. Since then I stayed in the house and just watched kids who do exactly what we did when we were little. At times, I would be the one giving them the aguinaldos.
This year, we will continue with our tradition. I can't wait to cook and eat our favorite dishes, wrap gifts and open the ones for me, and watch kids (some of them my inaanaks already) walk through the house and wish us a merry Christmas. These are the simple joys that even at nineteen, makes me look at Christmas with child-like wonder and happiness.
In case you would like to know, this is how our Christmas tree looks like now:
Beautiful, isn't it? :D
24 tulog na lang! yipee!
I think the reason why I so love Christmas is that it suggests to bring out the child in each one of us. Actually, when I look back at my childhood days, one of the few things I can recall vividly are my Christmases. Ride your sleighs, for I think this is gonna be a long trip down to memory lane.
I think I was already eight or nine when we first had a Christmas tree, a real one. I had asked my mom why our tree was different from others' trees inside their homes. You see, while most have green pine trees decorated with balls & ribbons of different colors and sizes, ours would be strings tied to a nail and stretched to a short distance to form something that at least resembled a tree (which I still think did not) and she would put the pop-out Belen we had been using for years, inside the improvised tree. Another year it was an inverted walis tingting decorated with old little balls and other colorful decors made of metallic paper we bought from the market. The closest to a real Christmas tree we had was this plant in our terrace whose leaves had already fallen out. Mama hanged our old little balls again and put some garlands and shining lights on it. I think her answer to my question of why we do not have a real tree was that "Wala tayong pambili, anak."
That was fine. We always had wonderful Christmas together. And then one night, Mama and Papa came home holding this box so large. They had shopped for a real Christmas tree! My sister and I were so delighted to finally have one. We helped Mama in building and decorating it. When we were done, it still lacked some decors, but I was too happy to care.
My sister and I also hanged our socks for Santa Claus to see. We would borrow Papa's socks because they were bigger. I can't remember exactly who told me that Santa isn't real. Even when we knew, Ate and I continued hanging our socks. One Christmas, when instead of a wrapped present I found ten bundled 20 pesos in my socks, I jokingly made parinig to good old 'Santa' saying "Ang barat naman ata ngayon ni Santa." I saw my mom trying to hide her smile.
I also remember how Papa would decorate the outside of our homes with Christmas lights. There was this time when I thought the house looked like a cabaret because there were lights at every corner and angle. I still loved it anyway.
Noche Buena was never a tradition. We only started doing it 4 or 5 years ago when my aunt suggested we do it. She and my cousins and uncle would go home the day before. We'll cook a lot of food. Everyone's favorite, spaghetti, was never lost on our plates. We will wake up a little before 12, eat together and then open our gifts. In the morning, we will go to mass together if we hadn't the night before.
And then the actual day! Ever since I could walk and talk unashamedly, my cousins and I made Christmas our negosyo. In our barangay, wearing our best Christmas outfits with sling bags hanging on our shoulders, we would go from one house to another, knocked if doors were closed and say our rehearsed "Mamamasko po!" We would mano to every adult in the house and they would give us coins if they aren't our relatives, orange or red paper bills if they are, and purplish ones or luckily a Ninoy, if they are our dear ninongs and ninangs. Thankfully, more than half of the population in our barangay are our relatives, so imagine how good business was for us. We'll go home, our bags and pockets fat and our hands barely managing to hold on the gifts. What a merry merry Christmas!
It was only when I started high school and I already had some bumps ahead that I stopped going door-to-door with my younger cousins. Since then I stayed in the house and just watched kids who do exactly what we did when we were little. At times, I would be the one giving them the aguinaldos.
This year, we will continue with our tradition. I can't wait to cook and eat our favorite dishes, wrap gifts and open the ones for me, and watch kids (some of them my inaanaks already) walk through the house and wish us a merry Christmas. These are the simple joys that even at nineteen, makes me look at Christmas with child-like wonder and happiness.
In case you would like to know, this is how our Christmas tree looks like now:
Beautiful, isn't it? :D
11.30.2008
a taste of 'that' life
(Nov 24, Monday)
I can't remember ever being to Taguig, more specifically in Bonifacio Global City.
We went to the Department of Energy to get some data we need for our thesis. See? We are really working on it. After sweating it all out walking in the street, going in and out of several buildings, we got it! Not all of it though. I think we will have to go back there. I don't mind!
Then off we went to Market Market to feed our rumbling stomachs. Btw, I'm with Chiq and Kimee Choy. Choy's working on a different thesis. My other partner, Hasper, got this day off since it was his birthday the previous day. Belated Happy Birthday! ;D
And then I saw these condominiums in Serendra. The moment I set my eyes on them, I fell in love with the place and knew at that instant that I want a home there. The question is where in this holy world am I going to get the money to have one?! I did not have to ask anyone to know that it costs a fortune.
We walked along High Street, to our ultimate destination - Fully Booked! I was so thrilled to see a 5-story building teeming with books of all kinds, for all ages. I could not decide what book to get first, because they're so many I felt like drowning. We went from one floor to another touching everything we could get our excited hands to.
that's Choy.
Chiq & moi.
After more than two hours of raiding Fully Booked, we went out empty-handed. In fairness, I almost bought a book. ALMOST. :D
It was already past six so the lights in the street were already on. I fell in love more with the place. We walked nonstop. Since it was not a weekend, the streets were not crowded and it was so peaceful to walk around. Feet tired. Hair messed up. WDC (we don't care!).
When we were in the bus, reluctant to go home, I looked back at the things we did and I saw. I felt like I witnessed the other part of the world. Shiny cars. Expensive stores and boutiques. Beautiful people. No beggars begging. No traffic jams. I sure would like to live in a place like that. And then I remember my parents. I want them to experience that kind of life too. I wish I could give them that. Trying my best! :D
I can't remember ever being to Taguig, more specifically in Bonifacio Global City.
We went to the Department of Energy to get some data we need for our thesis. See? We are really working on it. After sweating it all out walking in the street, going in and out of several buildings, we got it! Not all of it though. I think we will have to go back there. I don't mind!
Then off we went to Market Market to feed our rumbling stomachs. Btw, I'm with Chiq and Kimee Choy. Choy's working on a different thesis. My other partner, Hasper, got this day off since it was his birthday the previous day. Belated Happy Birthday! ;D
And then I saw these condominiums in Serendra. The moment I set my eyes on them, I fell in love with the place and knew at that instant that I want a home there. The question is where in this holy world am I going to get the money to have one?! I did not have to ask anyone to know that it costs a fortune.
We walked along High Street, to our ultimate destination - Fully Booked! I was so thrilled to see a 5-story building teeming with books of all kinds, for all ages. I could not decide what book to get first, because they're so many I felt like drowning. We went from one floor to another touching everything we could get our excited hands to.
that's Choy.
Chiq & moi.
After more than two hours of raiding Fully Booked, we went out empty-handed. In fairness, I almost bought a book. ALMOST. :D
It was already past six so the lights in the street were already on. I fell in love more with the place. We walked nonstop. Since it was not a weekend, the streets were not crowded and it was so peaceful to walk around. Feet tired. Hair messed up. WDC (we don't care!).
When we were in the bus, reluctant to go home, I looked back at the things we did and I saw. I felt like I witnessed the other part of the world. Shiny cars. Expensive stores and boutiques. Beautiful people. No beggars begging. No traffic jams. I sure would like to live in a place like that. And then I remember my parents. I want them to experience that kind of life too. I wish I could give them that. Trying my best! :D
11.15.2008
happy birthday to me!
11.09.2008
2nd sem, here i am!
Day: Anong feeling ng last sem mo na?
ME: Walang feeling. (said without any trace of emotion)
Nyiiii!
Ngayon ko lang napagmuni-muni na ang ibig ko palang sabihin ng 'walang feeling' ay 'sobrang daming feelings.' na hindi ako makaugaga kung anong uunahin kong harapin.
Una, at ang pinakawalang kwenta sa lahat, katamaran! What's new? May lamat na kaagad ang attendance sheet ko dahil nung isang araw, pinili ko pa manood ng Bones kesa pumasok sa school. Mas masaya nga naman yung ginawa ko! Eto pa, sa 3 days na ipinasok ko, 3 times din ako nalate.
Ikalawa, pagkatuliro dahil sa sobrang daming kelangan na gawin. Last semester na nga, full load pa din kame, mejo umaawas pa nga, with 25 units heller baler naman?! Andyan ang thesis! Mejo lost pa din kame dito ng mga partners ko pero promise we're working on it naman. Andyan din ang iba pang mga subjects na pa-major. In fairness, major nga naman pala sila. 7 major subjects in a sem, mejo nalolorkalooosh lang talaga ako. Aside from these, iniisip ko pa din ang pagpapagrad pic ko, at ang pambayad na hihingin ko na naman from my impoverished parents. Sana sumisinga ako ng pera para hindi na sila masyado namomroblema sa tambak na gastusin ko. Natutuliro din ako at hindi na ko makatulog sa gabi dahil sa kakaisip kung ano ang creative shot ko, at tsaka kung paano ang smile ko, labas ba ang ngipin, o hindi. Suggestions? Recommendations? Donations please?
Next feeling, amazement. Sobrang bilis grabe. Parang kung kelan lang, umaatungal ako dahil I was having a hard time with the adjustments sa college. Pero ngayon, konting kembot na lang habang tumatawid sa alambre, finish line na. How time flies!
And then there's the excitement! Excited ako magtrabaho at kumita ng sarili kong pera. Wala pa man akong trabaho, kadalasan pag nasa bus ako which is always my time to contemplate about things, nagbubudget na ko ng magiging sahod. Alam ko mejo kabaliwan yun pero di ko talaga maiwasan eh. I'm excited about buying the things I long to buy for myself and my family, about the places I'm dying to reach and about the food I would very much like to experience. All of which maeexperience ko na siguro if I'll have my own money to spend. Alam ko na money does not make the world go round, pero one needs it in order to visit places in this world. It's one of my biggest dreams.
Last but not the least, I am scared and I'm too proud to admit it. Some time ago, I believe I have already learned a thing called responsibility. Pero the responsibility na naghihintay sakin after college, it's bigger and heavier. There will be tougher decisions to make and tougher people to meet. I am not certain kung ready na ko. Of course, I have to be. I am scared of going out of my comfort zone - my friends, my family, my couch. I need a lot of growing up to happen after school. College may be my ticket to a better life. After that, I am completely on my own. And I have to be familiar with the road I am about to take, the bumps and humps I am about to encounter. I think that's what makes it so scary.
ME: Walang feeling. (said without any trace of emotion)
Nyiiii!
Ngayon ko lang napagmuni-muni na ang ibig ko palang sabihin ng 'walang feeling' ay 'sobrang daming feelings.' na hindi ako makaugaga kung anong uunahin kong harapin.
Una, at ang pinakawalang kwenta sa lahat, katamaran! What's new? May lamat na kaagad ang attendance sheet ko dahil nung isang araw, pinili ko pa manood ng Bones kesa pumasok sa school. Mas masaya nga naman yung ginawa ko! Eto pa, sa 3 days na ipinasok ko, 3 times din ako nalate.
Ikalawa, pagkatuliro dahil sa sobrang daming kelangan na gawin. Last semester na nga, full load pa din kame, mejo umaawas pa nga, with 25 units heller baler naman?! Andyan ang thesis! Mejo lost pa din kame dito ng mga partners ko pero promise we're working on it naman. Andyan din ang iba pang mga subjects na pa-major. In fairness, major nga naman pala sila. 7 major subjects in a sem, mejo nalolorkalooosh lang talaga ako. Aside from these, iniisip ko pa din ang pagpapagrad pic ko, at ang pambayad na hihingin ko na naman from my impoverished parents. Sana sumisinga ako ng pera para hindi na sila masyado namomroblema sa tambak na gastusin ko. Natutuliro din ako at hindi na ko makatulog sa gabi dahil sa kakaisip kung ano ang creative shot ko, at tsaka kung paano ang smile ko, labas ba ang ngipin, o hindi. Suggestions? Recommendations? Donations please?
Next feeling, amazement. Sobrang bilis grabe. Parang kung kelan lang, umaatungal ako dahil I was having a hard time with the adjustments sa college. Pero ngayon, konting kembot na lang habang tumatawid sa alambre, finish line na. How time flies!
And then there's the excitement! Excited ako magtrabaho at kumita ng sarili kong pera. Wala pa man akong trabaho, kadalasan pag nasa bus ako which is always my time to contemplate about things, nagbubudget na ko ng magiging sahod. Alam ko mejo kabaliwan yun pero di ko talaga maiwasan eh. I'm excited about buying the things I long to buy for myself and my family, about the places I'm dying to reach and about the food I would very much like to experience. All of which maeexperience ko na siguro if I'll have my own money to spend. Alam ko na money does not make the world go round, pero one needs it in order to visit places in this world. It's one of my biggest dreams.
Last but not the least, I am scared and I'm too proud to admit it. Some time ago, I believe I have already learned a thing called responsibility. Pero the responsibility na naghihintay sakin after college, it's bigger and heavier. There will be tougher decisions to make and tougher people to meet. I am not certain kung ready na ko. Of course, I have to be. I am scared of going out of my comfort zone - my friends, my family, my couch. I need a lot of growing up to happen after school. College may be my ticket to a better life. After that, I am completely on my own. And I have to be familiar with the road I am about to take, the bumps and humps I am about to encounter. I think that's what makes it so scary.
10.19.2008
3 days out
I've been away from home for a few days, enjoying my vacay! No, I did not go to the beach. I wish I did. Still, I had a good time, with people I realized I actually missed spending time with.
~Wednesday~ around 7 pm, Trinoma
I met up with four of my beloved Ocean's 12 - Ace, Carla, Allen & Michy. We were supposed to watch a movie, but then decided to just dine together, talk and laugh like crazy. It was cheaper that way ;) I wish I could post some pictures of us here. I'd still have to grab them from Michy.
~Thursday~ San Mateo, Rizal
The trip was surprisingly quick and comfortable. I was so happy to see my cousins, my aunts and uncles, and of course, my adorable niece/inaanak. Kids nowadays grow amazingly fast and unbelievably smart. This is the lovely two-year old Kate Audrey (Audi).
~Friday~ Trinoma again
I played yaya to this uber likot, uber maldita, uber liksi kiddo. Imagine me trailing behind her to prevent her from getting lost or smashing breakable objects in the shelves. That was one hell of a chase! But she's still adorable. Her innocent smile and hearty laughter wiped my weariness away.
A couple of days more to enjoy this so-needed vacation! Yipeee!
~Wednesday~ around 7 pm, Trinoma
I met up with four of my beloved Ocean's 12 - Ace, Carla, Allen & Michy. We were supposed to watch a movie, but then decided to just dine together, talk and laugh like crazy. It was cheaper that way ;) I wish I could post some pictures of us here. I'd still have to grab them from Michy.
~Thursday~ San Mateo, Rizal
The trip was surprisingly quick and comfortable. I was so happy to see my cousins, my aunts and uncles, and of course, my adorable niece/inaanak. Kids nowadays grow amazingly fast and unbelievably smart. This is the lovely two-year old Kate Audrey (Audi).
~Friday~ Trinoma again
I played yaya to this uber likot, uber maldita, uber liksi kiddo. Imagine me trailing behind her to prevent her from getting lost or smashing breakable objects in the shelves. That was one hell of a chase! But she's still adorable. Her innocent smile and hearty laughter wiped my weariness away.
A couple of days more to enjoy this so-needed vacation! Yipeee!
10.18.2008
because i'm a girl
Dysmenorrhea is keeping me awake at this time of the night. Was it Whisper that actually said 'It's fun being a girl.' ? I know some girls who also experience this kind of pain, will agree with me when I say "Sometimes, it's not so fun being a girl."
Well, indeed, there are just some things I don't like (but not actually hate) about being a girl. I've been called/mistaken/teased about being lesbian several times. Let me get this straight: I AM NOT. I have nothing against them, gays & lesbians, because no one will want to get stuck in that kind of dilemma. If they will just be given a choice, they would choose to be a straight girl or a straight guy, and not half of both. Or will they not?
What I don't actually like about being a girl. For one, because I'm a girl, I can't just bring myself to walk to the guy I like and tell him how I actually feel. That is not a problem for some girls out there, I know. But for me, it is. It's a pity I do not have that kind of courage in my body. Some guys say that they would actually like being walked to and told that they are liked. Some are turned off by the idea. That's the thing. I am not one of those girls who are brave enough to take risks of whether this guy they walk onto is one of those who gets flattered or those who does not. There are times when I wonder about how things would be like if God made me a real guy. Maybe, I got myself a girlfriend by now. Because I'll have the balls to introduce myself to this girl, start a conversation, ask for her number then ask her out for a date. Maybe.
Secondly, the double standards. If this has been a law on this world, can someone from the Senate with good sense, pass a bill for its abolishment?! The thing is, when guys sleep around, we hear people say "Well, what can we do? He's a guy. Guys can't say no to temptations." But, when girls sleep around, they are called plenty of names. Bitch. Slut. Whore. And they get branded with the title. I am not saying that the world should be more understanding of girls sleeping around. In fact, I wish that sleeping around (this applies for both sexes) with other people, especially if you are in a relationship, should not be the trend. Let us spare the world of plenty of tears and heartaches. Let us not tolerate those men who go behind their partner's backs and jump to bed with other women, then they still have the nerve to walk with their heads held up high. Cut the thingy!
Thirdly, why can't girls just hang like guys in jeepney handle bars and enjoy the wind in their faces? Well maybe we can, but we'll surely get the ridiculous stares and whispered remarks like Is she crazy? or What is she thinking hanging that way like a monkey?
These are some of the things I do not like about being a girl. But hey, no complaints here about being one! After all, by being a girl, I have an excuse to cry at chic flicks, to roam around a shopping mall for hours and not buy a thing or to deserve a seat in a bus. Because I'm a girl. No ifs, whys and buts :)
Well, indeed, there are just some things I don't like (but not actually hate) about being a girl. I've been called/mistaken/teased about being lesbian several times. Let me get this straight: I AM NOT. I have nothing against them, gays & lesbians, because no one will want to get stuck in that kind of dilemma. If they will just be given a choice, they would choose to be a straight girl or a straight guy, and not half of both. Or will they not?
What I don't actually like about being a girl. For one, because I'm a girl, I can't just bring myself to walk to the guy I like and tell him how I actually feel. That is not a problem for some girls out there, I know. But for me, it is. It's a pity I do not have that kind of courage in my body. Some guys say that they would actually like being walked to and told that they are liked. Some are turned off by the idea. That's the thing. I am not one of those girls who are brave enough to take risks of whether this guy they walk onto is one of those who gets flattered or those who does not. There are times when I wonder about how things would be like if God made me a real guy. Maybe, I got myself a girlfriend by now. Because I'll have the balls to introduce myself to this girl, start a conversation, ask for her number then ask her out for a date. Maybe.
Secondly, the double standards. If this has been a law on this world, can someone from the Senate with good sense, pass a bill for its abolishment?! The thing is, when guys sleep around, we hear people say "Well, what can we do? He's a guy. Guys can't say no to temptations." But, when girls sleep around, they are called plenty of names. Bitch. Slut. Whore. And they get branded with the title. I am not saying that the world should be more understanding of girls sleeping around. In fact, I wish that sleeping around (this applies for both sexes) with other people, especially if you are in a relationship, should not be the trend. Let us spare the world of plenty of tears and heartaches. Let us not tolerate those men who go behind their partner's backs and jump to bed with other women, then they still have the nerve to walk with their heads held up high. Cut the thingy!
Thirdly, why can't girls just hang like guys in jeepney handle bars and enjoy the wind in their faces? Well maybe we can, but we'll surely get the ridiculous stares and whispered remarks like Is she crazy? or What is she thinking hanging that way like a monkey?
These are some of the things I do not like about being a girl. But hey, no complaints here about being one! After all, by being a girl, I have an excuse to cry at chic flicks, to roam around a shopping mall for hours and not buy a thing or to deserve a seat in a bus. Because I'm a girl. No ifs, whys and buts :)
10.14.2008
hello October!
---> mga araw na pwede niyo kong kaladkarin para manood ng debede, movies, series, xrated, documentaries, koreanovelas, japanovelas, congonovelas, indie films, name it!, o kaya naman tambay lang, tunganga together, barberuhan, gala, tusok2 sa plaza, at kung ano-ano pa. Wag lang yung masyadong magastos, dahil wala akong anda this month. Hintayin ko ang bakasyon ninyo friends!pwede niyo nga rin pala kong dayuhin sa bahay.
passes: dvds, de lata, pancit canton, chips, at kung ano pa gusto niyo kainin. doncha worry, ipagsasaing ko naman kayo ng kanin :)
ang KA-TA-MA-RAN. bow
Harujusko!-anonymous
Bakit po ang tamad tamad ko?!
Haru inay ko!
Panu ako yayaman nito?!
Ang pinakamaganda at pinakamakabuluhang tula na nabasa ko sa taenang buhay ko. Too bad hindi nagpakilala ang napakamatalinhagang powet na yan.
Bakit nga ba mahirap alisin sa sistema ng tao ang katamaran? Ako na din ang sasagot ng tanong ko. Doble kara ba. Bakit nga ba?! Ewan ko, di ko sure.
Kakatapos ko lang gawin ang final paper ko for our Urban Eco class. Deadline ngayong alas 10 ng umaga! Dahil tamad ako, pinapasa ko na lang sa isang mabuting kaibigan. For three whole days, I had the chance na gawin siya pero I didn't. Dahil tamad ako, may inasikaso akong ibang bagay, mas imporatanteng mga bagay, like blogging, sleeping, watching TV, multiply, friendster, ym, etc. Dahil tamad ako, kaya inabutan na ko ng paglubog ng araw, good night Philippines, at hello world again, nasa harap pa rin ako ng computer, nagcacram, pigang-piga ang English, nagbabarbero. Dahil tamad ako. bow. And the truth is, ganito ako lagi. Kelan kaya ko matututo?! Doble kara ulet. Ewan ko lang.
Anyways, I'm done with the last cross para sa semester na 'to. I now declare that I'm officially on vacay! YIHAAAAAA!
10.12.2008
surviving Survivor
I am a big Survivor fan. The Amazon season was the first na nasubaybayan ko talaga. I remember na every week na nagtatribal council, I was writing down the names of those na natanggal na on my mini planner. My favorite castaway then was Rob Cesternino.
Basta ang naaalala ko he was funny and very madaldal for a guy. He also had an alliance with the two beautiful ladies, Heidi and Jenna (the Amazon sole survivor). He wasn't as physically strong as the other guys in the tribe, but he was really mautak. Unfortunately, he ranked 3rd only.
Next naman na sinubaybayan ko: Survivor Pearl Islands. Sa una pa lang, nahumaling na kaagad ako sa castaway na 'to, dahil sa halatang obvious na kaguwapuhan at kamacho-han niya. Burton Roberts.
Navote-out na siya ng maaga pero ang masaya, nakabalik din siya dahil sa isang very unexpected twist of the game. Pero hindi din siya nanalo. He ranked 5th anyway. Another strong personality sa Survivor Pearl Islands was the Hagrid-look-alike Rupert Boneham.
He got voted off the tribe because he was an obvious threat. But he also won a million dollars after being voted by the public as their favorite castaway. Lucky laki man. The winner of this season was Sandra Diaz-Twine, ewan ko nga ba kung bakit. If my memory serves me right, siya yata yung castaway na hindi man lang marunong maglangoy. Sinwerte lang.
Then came Survivor All-Stars, which was the most exciting for me dahil mga returning castaways ang mga kasali. Kajoin ulet si Rob Cesternino dito pero hindi ko na siya naging peboret. Pati si Jenna Morasca kasali ulet kaya lang nagquit siya because she had a bad feeling about her mom who had cancer. A few days after she left the island, her mom died. Naiyak pa nga yata ako eh. Kasali din si Rupert. Ang favorite castaways ko na sa season na 'to ay ang nagkainlab-an na sina Rob at Amber. Amber was the winner, at kahina-hinala pa ang ginawang pagpopropose ni Rob bago ang announcement.
Sadly, after this season, hindi na ulet ako nakapanood for some reasons: wala akong TV sa dati kong dorm, naging busy at kung ano-ano pang kachorvahan.
Pinapanood ko din ngayon ang Survivor Gabon. Si Marcus naman ang bet ko na manalo dito, dahil of course si Doc, mukhang yummy, ay mabait pala!
Then Survivor gets local!
I got really excited when GMA 7 started airing commercials about Survivor Philippines. Dahil sa may TV na ko sa bago kong tirahan masusubaybayan ko na siya and not only that, siyempre dahil mga Pinoys naman ang mapapanood ko. I haven't missed an episode so far. I got gossip from showbizjuice.com (thanks to the equally tsismosero Ace for the site!) about who the winner is. Pero gossip is gossip. I want Kiko to win dahil siya ang pinaka-deserving manalo para sa'kin.
Ako din, gusto ko din sumali sa Survivor hindi para sa pera (echos!), I really want the experience. Nyikes, kayanin ko kaya?! Ilang beses ko na inimagine ang sarili ko na castaway din.
Ang strategy ko, huwag mageepal, magmamarunong, magdadadaldal at higit sa lahat, huwag magrereklamo sa simula pa lang dahil malamang mavote-out ako kaagad. May isa pa pala, huwag magpapatamad-tamad. Magbuhat ng mga kahoy kahit mabigat. Gumawa ng bahay kahit hindi marunong. Maggawa ng apoy kahit sobrang hangin. Basta busy appearance dapat para makita nila ko as important and necessary sa tribe and be spared of being vote out early in the game. Ang problema ko antukin ako, baka palagi kong mafeel ang need for siesta, isipin nila ang tamad ko. Sana na lang may coffee para hindi ako masyado antukin!
Another thing, huwag din magpapakita ng pagka-homesick at pagka-miss sa totoong world dahil makikita nila yun definitely as weakness, ikaw rin.
Sa mga challenges, kailangan galingan dahil pagtatamlay-tamlay ako at natalo tribe ko, baboosh! Pero huwag din masyado galingan kase baka naman makita ako ng mga tribemates ko as threat, eh di baboosh din?!
Then of course I'll have to enter alliances too. Gagi! Mukhang mahihirapan ako dito, magbabase na lang ako sa mga hitsura, kung sino yung mga mukhang sinungaling, hindi ko yun kakausapin. Dun ako sa mga mukhang takot makarma makikipag-alliance. Ang tanong, makipag-alliance kaya sila sakin? haha
Pero ang major concerns ko kung makakasali ako sa Survivor ay ang mga toiletries. Sa dagat ba ko pu-poopoo? Nyay! Pwede bang magdala ng deodorant? Nakakahiya naman, baka may mga tribemates akong gwapo tapos amoy anghit ako. TTO. Total turnoff! Pero sabagay, mabaho din naman siguro kilikili nila kaya quits na. At tsaka nga pala, pwede bang magshorts? Mejo shy kase ako magbikini eh. hehe.. At bago ko pa nga pala makalimutan, do we get to have supplies of sanitary napkins? Siyempre within thirty-nine days panigurado dadalawin ka. Major concern namin yan ng classmate ko habang naguusap kame ng pabulong about Survivor dahil nagdidiscuss ang prof ko. Sabi ko, kapag nafeel ko na dadating na ang dalaw ko, magpapavote out na ko! Kesa naman tagusan. Naykupow!
O yan ang mga dahilan kung bakit kahit gaano ko kagusto jumoin, eh nagaalinlangan din ako. Sana siguro kahit crew na lang, basta maexperience ko din.
Eto nga pala yung bagong billboard namin. :)
Basta ang naaalala ko he was funny and very madaldal for a guy. He also had an alliance with the two beautiful ladies, Heidi and Jenna (the Amazon sole survivor). He wasn't as physically strong as the other guys in the tribe, but he was really mautak. Unfortunately, he ranked 3rd only.Next naman na sinubaybayan ko: Survivor Pearl Islands. Sa una pa lang, nahumaling na kaagad ako sa castaway na 'to, dahil sa halatang obvious na kaguwapuhan at kamacho-han niya. Burton Roberts.
Navote-out na siya ng maaga pero ang masaya, nakabalik din siya dahil sa isang very unexpected twist of the game. Pero hindi din siya nanalo. He ranked 5th anyway. Another strong personality sa Survivor Pearl Islands was the Hagrid-look-alike Rupert Boneham.
He got voted off the tribe because he was an obvious threat. But he also won a million dollars after being voted by the public as their favorite castaway. Lucky laki man. The winner of this season was Sandra Diaz-Twine, ewan ko nga ba kung bakit. If my memory serves me right, siya yata yung castaway na hindi man lang marunong maglangoy. Sinwerte lang.
Then came Survivor All-Stars, which was the most exciting for me dahil mga returning castaways ang mga kasali. Kajoin ulet si Rob Cesternino dito pero hindi ko na siya naging peboret. Pati si Jenna Morasca kasali ulet kaya lang nagquit siya because she had a bad feeling about her mom who had cancer. A few days after she left the island, her mom died. Naiyak pa nga yata ako eh. Kasali din si Rupert. Ang favorite castaways ko na sa season na 'to ay ang nagkainlab-an na sina Rob at Amber. Amber was the winner, at kahina-hinala pa ang ginawang pagpopropose ni Rob bago ang announcement.
Sadly, after this season, hindi na ulet ako nakapanood for some reasons: wala akong TV sa dati kong dorm, naging busy at kung ano-ano pang kachorvahan.
Pinapanood ko din ngayon ang Survivor Gabon. Si Marcus naman ang bet ko na manalo dito, dahil of course si Doc, mukhang yummy, ay mabait pala!
Then Survivor gets local!
I got really excited when GMA 7 started airing commercials about Survivor Philippines. Dahil sa may TV na ko sa bago kong tirahan masusubaybayan ko na siya and not only that, siyempre dahil mga Pinoys naman ang mapapanood ko. I haven't missed an episode so far. I got gossip from showbizjuice.com (thanks to the equally tsismosero Ace for the site!) about who the winner is. Pero gossip is gossip. I want Kiko to win dahil siya ang pinaka-deserving manalo para sa'kin.
Ako din, gusto ko din sumali sa Survivor hindi para sa pera (echos!), I really want the experience. Nyikes, kayanin ko kaya?! Ilang beses ko na inimagine ang sarili ko na castaway din.
Ang strategy ko, huwag mageepal, magmamarunong, magdadadaldal at higit sa lahat, huwag magrereklamo sa simula pa lang dahil malamang mavote-out ako kaagad. May isa pa pala, huwag magpapatamad-tamad. Magbuhat ng mga kahoy kahit mabigat. Gumawa ng bahay kahit hindi marunong. Maggawa ng apoy kahit sobrang hangin. Basta busy appearance dapat para makita nila ko as important and necessary sa tribe and be spared of being vote out early in the game. Ang problema ko antukin ako, baka palagi kong mafeel ang need for siesta, isipin nila ang tamad ko. Sana na lang may coffee para hindi ako masyado antukin!
Another thing, huwag din magpapakita ng pagka-homesick at pagka-miss sa totoong world dahil makikita nila yun definitely as weakness, ikaw rin.
Sa mga challenges, kailangan galingan dahil pagtatamlay-tamlay ako at natalo tribe ko, baboosh! Pero huwag din masyado galingan kase baka naman makita ako ng mga tribemates ko as threat, eh di baboosh din?!
Then of course I'll have to enter alliances too. Gagi! Mukhang mahihirapan ako dito, magbabase na lang ako sa mga hitsura, kung sino yung mga mukhang sinungaling, hindi ko yun kakausapin. Dun ako sa mga mukhang takot makarma makikipag-alliance. Ang tanong, makipag-alliance kaya sila sakin? haha
Pero ang major concerns ko kung makakasali ako sa Survivor ay ang mga toiletries. Sa dagat ba ko pu-poopoo? Nyay! Pwede bang magdala ng deodorant? Nakakahiya naman, baka may mga tribemates akong gwapo tapos amoy anghit ako. TTO. Total turnoff! Pero sabagay, mabaho din naman siguro kilikili nila kaya quits na. At tsaka nga pala, pwede bang magshorts? Mejo shy kase ako magbikini eh. hehe.. At bago ko pa nga pala makalimutan, do we get to have supplies of sanitary napkins? Siyempre within thirty-nine days panigurado dadalawin ka. Major concern namin yan ng classmate ko habang naguusap kame ng pabulong about Survivor dahil nagdidiscuss ang prof ko. Sabi ko, kapag nafeel ko na dadating na ang dalaw ko, magpapavote out na ko! Kesa naman tagusan. Naykupow!
O yan ang mga dahilan kung bakit kahit gaano ko kagusto jumoin, eh nagaalinlangan din ako. Sana siguro kahit crew na lang, basta maexperience ko din.
Eto nga pala yung bagong billboard namin. :)
10.02.2008
a pause from a busy sched
It is finals week next week, the reason for the flood of papers we were asked to do. I know I'm not the only one being maloka-loka trying to catch up with deadlines and that's consolation enough for me. I should be feeling excited about the coming semestral break but for some reason I can't feel any. Maybe because I am too busy cramming and trying to work my way up from the pile of schoolworks and other worries.
I realized that we are now in the 2nd -ber month of the year and is about 80 something days away from Christmas. I'm afraid I won't be wrapping gifts this year for my beloveds. Just like US having a financial crisis going on, I also am experiencing that. I do not want to ask any more than my very understanding family is giving me, because by the time the second semester comes, they would be paying much much more inevitable school expenses for me than they already are. $
It is the 2nd of October today and I almost forgot that it's my late favorite grandfather's birthday. And I realized that I had already stopped praying for him for so long already. What kind of apo does that make me now? Sorry, I am really forgetting a lot of things lately.
I got distracted just now by the featured article in Yahoo. It is about calculating your destiny number. Mine is 8, if my math still works. Amazing that 8 is actually my favorite number. It says that I am:
money-oriented. assured. authoritative.
Am I?
Then more from the Numerology ekek:
Destiny Number 8: A destiny number of 8 opens the door for you to strive for accomplishment and success in your work and life. Setting goals and working diligently toward them will reward you with many gains including authority, personal recognition and financial success. It is important that you do not set financial gain as your only goal in your endeavors in life, although you will likely find that with hard work that will be one of your rewards. Work instead for the sense of accomplishment of a job well done and for the simple love of doing what you do and happiness and success will likely follow.
Okay, good, but don't you have anything to say about my love life?!
:)
I realized that we are now in the 2nd -ber month of the year and is about 80 something days away from Christmas. I'm afraid I won't be wrapping gifts this year for my beloveds. Just like US having a financial crisis going on, I also am experiencing that. I do not want to ask any more than my very understanding family is giving me, because by the time the second semester comes, they would be paying much much more inevitable school expenses for me than they already are. $
It is the 2nd of October today and I almost forgot that it's my late favorite grandfather's birthday. And I realized that I had already stopped praying for him for so long already. What kind of apo does that make me now? Sorry, I am really forgetting a lot of things lately.
I got distracted just now by the featured article in Yahoo. It is about calculating your destiny number. Mine is 8, if my math still works. Amazing that 8 is actually my favorite number. It says that I am:
money-oriented. assured. authoritative.
Am I?
Then more from the Numerology ekek:
Destiny Number 8: A destiny number of 8 opens the door for you to strive for accomplishment and success in your work and life. Setting goals and working diligently toward them will reward you with many gains including authority, personal recognition and financial success. It is important that you do not set financial gain as your only goal in your endeavors in life, although you will likely find that with hard work that will be one of your rewards. Work instead for the sense of accomplishment of a job well done and for the simple love of doing what you do and happiness and success will likely follow.
Okay, good, but don't you have anything to say about my love life?!
:)
9.13.2008
flat-footed
Ako'y natisod, natapilok
Natisod, natapilok
Di maingat sa pagmamahal . . .
I. JUST. HATE. THE. SONG. If I am sexy and hotness Fergie, I would freak out 'til my lungs can't take it anymore. Funny thing is this was the first song that my mind played after my little "accident".
I earned myself a cute little wound in the face that wasn't cute at all. I met an accident last night. A collision. Oh well, not really an accident but let's just call it that because I can't bear to think how stupid I could really be oftentimes. I collided with the wall! I wasn't drunk. I wasn't in drugs. It just so happened that the wall was there, standing tall and proud so I banged my face because I was stupid enough to not turn on a light. WHAM! BAM! That hurts like hell. For half a minute, I was on the floor cringing in pain. My worry was that I might look like beaten Pacquiao after his first match with Morrrrrales in my graduation picture. GOD. Good thing we haven't scheduled it at this time, at least not yet. And oh, I also have bruises on my knees, left and right.
Natisod, napadapa na na na na tatanga-tanga. . .
Natisod, natapilok
Di maingat sa pagmamahal . . .
I. JUST. HATE. THE. SONG. If I am sexy and hotness Fergie, I would freak out 'til my lungs can't take it anymore. Funny thing is this was the first song that my mind played after my little "accident".
I earned myself a cute little wound in the face that wasn't cute at all. I met an accident last night. A collision. Oh well, not really an accident but let's just call it that because I can't bear to think how stupid I could really be oftentimes. I collided with the wall! I wasn't drunk. I wasn't in drugs. It just so happened that the wall was there, standing tall and proud so I banged my face because I was stupid enough to not turn on a light. WHAM! BAM! That hurts like hell. For half a minute, I was on the floor cringing in pain. My worry was that I might look like beaten Pacquiao after his first match with Morrrrrales in my graduation picture. GOD. Good thing we haven't scheduled it at this time, at least not yet. And oh, I also have bruises on my knees, left and right.
Natisod, napadapa na na na na tatanga-tanga. . .
9.05.2008
who said graduating is this expensive?
Oh well, I did.
While mama was deeply absorbed in watching a soap, only half-listening to what I was saying, itinodo ko na!!
"Ma, wag ka masyado mabibigla ngayong September ah, sobrang dami namin babayadan. 'Yung sa grad pic (amount here), mahal talaga 'yung yearbook eh. Tapos may mga conference pa kame na aattend-an, may bayad yun na (amount again). Baka nga di na ko masyado makauwi eh. . ."While mama was deeply absorbed in watching a soap, only half-listening to what I was saying, itinodo ko na!!
Mama: Ah ganun, eh kung di talaga eh (eyes still on the tv).
Mama: (attention still not on me) Ah sige basta ilista mo lang ng ilista.
Little did she know na simula pa lang ng kalbaryo nila at ng kanilang mga pockets. Pasensya na po, estudyante pa lang. At wait lang nga pala, gusto ko sana ihabol sa mahaba kong litanya, pero hindi ko na idinugtong dahil baka masira ang mahinahon spell na bumalot sa buong kabahayan.
"Ay Ma, ung college ring at grad pic, hindi sila assurance na gagraduate na talaga ko. Lahat talaga ng mga 4th year students dumadaan sa ganyan. Basta wag ka muna maging kampante ha. Pero syempre nagsisikap naman ako, ok ok? Yaan mo, yayaman din tayo, relax ka lang." ;)Grabe, ang hirap magpaaral ng anak!
8.30.2008
happy anniversary!
Today marks the first year of my web log! To everyone who pays my page a visit whenever they feel like it, you are too many to mention but I'll mention anyway: Ria, Ace, Allen, Ria, Ace, Allen, Allen, Ria, Ace, Ace, Ria, Allen, Ria, Ria, Ria, Ace, Ace, Ace, Allen, Allen, Allen, most especially Ria, Ace and Allen, THANK YOU SO MUCH! YOU KEEP ME GOING. I WOULDN'T HAVE MADE MY FIRST YEAR WITHOUT YOU GUYS. KEEP UP THE SUPPORT AND LOVE. I TRULY APPRECIATE IT. I HOPE TO SEE YOU AT MY AUTOGRAPH SIGNING WHICH WILL BE HELD IN MY DREAMS. (tigas ng mukha ko I know!)
Seriously, thanks to the few people who drop by and bother going inside my thoughts and keeping up with my endless dramas, ramblings, cheesy lines and pathetic jokes. I also go visit your blogs as often as I open mine and I must say, it helps diminish my longing for your company a pinch.
I started a blog for several reasons. Firstly, I got so inspired with Bianca Gonzales'. Her posts are really heartwarming and moving. I thought that if like her, I write from the heart, I will inspire people too or make their day at least. I don't know how I am holding up but this much I know, everything I post here was typed by my fat fingers, guided by my heart.
Secondly, I want to prove myself that I can do things and one of them is write. I am far better a writer than a speaker, or so I think. I eat my words when I speak. I seem to develop a P&F, B&V deficiency when I'm nervous. I forget my lines and my stories. I keep everything short when I talk. I struggle with my subject-verb agreement too. With blogging, I have a chance to reflect on what I have written and consult with dictionaries and thesaurus for words that best describe how I feel or what I want to say. Readers, unlike listeners, would not be able to see me blush or hear me stutter stupidly.
Thirdly, I find blogging relaxing and therapeutic. They say and I agree that it's good to write your feelings down. To let go of and get over with the negativities and have the good ones to keep and ponder on. It's like having another friend, only this 'friend' will not give you the advice you need or talk back to you like living friends do.
Fourthly, I keep a blog because it makes me feel that I'm tactful and nice. I am not so good with paying compliments, niceties and comfort words because I am not sure how to say them right. Oftentimes, I just end up saying stupid nonsense things. I do them better when I write. It is also in here where I publish the letters I so wanted to give, but for some reason, could not.
And lastly, this blog helps me express my mind, my heart, myself. It reveals many parts of moi that interested people are very much welcome to have a glimpse of, like : the writer in me, the poetic side of me, the I-know-what-I'm-saying me, the me who love and appreciate and hurt, the part of me that actually thinks, the emo in me, the coward me, the sucker-for-romance me, the ME who dreams, etc.
Thanks really for bearing with me and I'll continue keeping you posted about anything and everything under the sun and the moon!
God loves us all!
~hugs&muahz~
sharry/shashi/sexy
Seriously, thanks to the few people who drop by and bother going inside my thoughts and keeping up with my endless dramas, ramblings, cheesy lines and pathetic jokes. I also go visit your blogs as often as I open mine and I must say, it helps diminish my longing for your company a pinch.
I started a blog for several reasons. Firstly, I got so inspired with Bianca Gonzales'. Her posts are really heartwarming and moving. I thought that if like her, I write from the heart, I will inspire people too or make their day at least. I don't know how I am holding up but this much I know, everything I post here was typed by my fat fingers, guided by my heart.
Secondly, I want to prove myself that I can do things and one of them is write. I am far better a writer than a speaker, or so I think. I eat my words when I speak. I seem to develop a P&F, B&V deficiency when I'm nervous. I forget my lines and my stories. I keep everything short when I talk. I struggle with my subject-verb agreement too. With blogging, I have a chance to reflect on what I have written and consult with dictionaries and thesaurus for words that best describe how I feel or what I want to say. Readers, unlike listeners, would not be able to see me blush or hear me stutter stupidly.
Thirdly, I find blogging relaxing and therapeutic. They say and I agree that it's good to write your feelings down. To let go of and get over with the negativities and have the good ones to keep and ponder on. It's like having another friend, only this 'friend' will not give you the advice you need or talk back to you like living friends do.
Fourthly, I keep a blog because it makes me feel that I'm tactful and nice. I am not so good with paying compliments, niceties and comfort words because I am not sure how to say them right. Oftentimes, I just end up saying stupid nonsense things. I do them better when I write. It is also in here where I publish the letters I so wanted to give, but for some reason, could not.
And lastly, this blog helps me express my mind, my heart, myself. It reveals many parts of moi that interested people are very much welcome to have a glimpse of, like : the writer in me, the poetic side of me, the I-know-what-I'm-saying me, the me who love and appreciate and hurt, the part of me that actually thinks, the emo in me, the coward me, the sucker-for-romance me, the ME who dreams, etc.
Thanks really for bearing with me and I'll continue keeping you posted about anything and everything under the sun and the moon!
God loves us all!
~hugs&muahz~
sharry/shashi/sexy
8.25.2008
ako din aba!
dahil nainggit ako kay buRia, minanga ko din sarili ko. siyempre pinacute ko ng konti ang cute ko ng mukha.
manga-nize your face too at
http://www.faceyourmanga.com
manga-nize your face too at
http://www.faceyourmanga.com
8.23.2008
aylabshu, goodbye?
Hurtful words have already been said.
Some things can no longer be undone.
Have I crossed the line?
Has 'us' gone beyond repair?
Some things can no longer be undone.
Have I crossed the line?
Has 'us' gone beyond repair?
Is this the part we say goodbye?
Is it too late for a sorry?
Will it help if I say I love you?
Giving up 'coz you're tired and weary?
Am I losing you?
Are you gonna say,
"This is the part we say goodbye." ?
How about giving second chances?
Honoring promises?
I've been stupid. I was an ass.
But this ass is still in love with you.
So tell me,
Could this really be the part
where we say goodbye?
Or is this the part we say,
"Hello, let's start all over again." ?
Please.
Tell me.
Please.
Forgive me.
Is it too late for a sorry?
Will it help if I say I love you?
Giving up 'coz you're tired and weary?
Am I losing you?
Are you gonna say,
"This is the part we say goodbye." ?
How about giving second chances?
Honoring promises?
I've been stupid. I was an ass.
But this ass is still in love with you.
So tell me,
Could this really be the part
where we say goodbye?
Or is this the part we say,
"Hello, let's start all over again." ?
Please.
Tell me.
Please.
Forgive me.
8.19.2008
BD
I finished reading Breaking Dawn at 2 this morning. As always, I am reluctant for every good story to end. Meyer's really good. Bella and Edward's love story is the best I have witnessed so far. Now that I have too much of fantasy already, it's time I get back to reality - like going to class and facing the results of the preliminary exams. (ba na na na)
8.18.2008
When you can live forever, what do you live for?
Hmmm, lemme see. That was a tough one. Not that I wish to be a vampire but well if I can live forever and of course if I have lots of money and some superpowers - just like the Cullens - I say I'd probably stalk Justine Timberlake all the way to his concerts, to his dates, even to his bathroom! That seems to be an exciting idea, huh? Maybe, I'd be all giddy and thrilled for some time, but what happens when I get tired of looking at his sexy yummy body and staring at his gorgeous face, (not that I will be, it's just good to have options though) what do I do next? Find another good-looking guy to stalk on, and another if I get tired again? Maybe not a good idea after all, stalking crushes.
I just have to think of something I could really do for the rest of forever. When I think of forever, faces of love-ones flash in my mind. I believe it is just right that I spend it with them.
If I can live forever, I would gladly spend every day of my existence loving the people in my life and savoring the love I get from them. I believe there's no better hobby in this world than that.
This post is Twilight-inspired, obviously. I am reading the fourth book at this moment, Breaking Dawn! Just wanted to exercise my fingers and post something new in here!!! It's been ages. I'm going back to reading now. Have a good night sleep :)
I just have to think of something I could really do for the rest of forever. When I think of forever, faces of love-ones flash in my mind. I believe it is just right that I spend it with them.
If I can live forever, I would gladly spend every day of my existence loving the people in my life and savoring the love I get from them. I believe there's no better hobby in this world than that.
This post is Twilight-inspired, obviously. I am reading the fourth book at this moment, Breaking Dawn! Just wanted to exercise my fingers and post something new in here!!! It's been ages. I'm going back to reading now. Have a good night sleep :)
7.29.2008
got me
I took a Personality Test and I must say this one's 98% accurate. It is surprising that it had assessed my personality pretty well before I even knew it. This is sooo me, at least a part of me is.
You don't usually get angry too easily but some things can annoy you, however you are sensitive about what others think of you. Your concern about rejection and ridicule cause you to feel shy and uncomfortable around others. You are easily embarrassed and often feel ashamed. Your fears that others will criticize or make fun of you are exaggerated and unrealistic, but your awkwardness and discomfort may make these fears a self-fulfilling prophecy. People generally perceive you as distant and reserved, and you do not usually reach out to others. You tend not to express your emotions openly and are sometimes not even aware of your own feelings. There are times when you believe that a certain amount of deception in social relationships is necessary, however you are mostly candid, frank and sincere. People find it moderately easy to relate to you, however you generally see others as selfish, devious, and sometimes potentially dangerous. You take your time when making decisions and will deliberate on all the possible consequences and alternatives.
7.28.2008
pieces of heaven
The previous weeks are so far the busiest and most stressing weeks I've ever had in my entire 19 years of life. Whenever I could not take anymore of the pressure and stress, I escaped through these masterpieces. With these, I found comfort, relief, kilig, inspiration, love, love and love. I swear my vision became hazier after I finished reading my PDF-format copies uhmmm I have errr uuhhhm stolen from the net. (sheepish grin)
Stephenie Meyer, I promise to purchase all 4 books (Breaking Dawn included) the moment I get a grip of my finances.
Guys, read on and fall in love.
7.20.2008
raison d'être
People are naturally proud. So proud that they believe they can do everything on their own. That they think they do not need anybody to justify their existence in this world. You can fool them all about being strong and sturdy. But there are two people in this world you will not be able to deceive, ever: GOD and yourself. It is our nature to seek companionship, to seek happiness, to love and seek love. You need somebody. We all need somebody. And it is never wrong to admit that.
Our dreams are quite simple. We just make them sound big and high like no one could reach them but us. "BIG" dreams like the following when translated are this simple:
~You might dream of navigating the world = At the end of the day, you would just want someone you could go home to and share your adventures with.
~You dream of having a long list of accomplishments trailing behind you. = You just want that someone to be proud of you.
~You dream of being looked up to by a crowd of people. = You just want this someone to look at you with believing and loving eyes.
At the end of every day, when you think about what you have accomplished, ask yourself, "Now that I have these things at my hands, what am I going to do with them?" No matter how far you have gone, there will come a time when you'll realize that everything you have means nothing, nothing without that thing you wanted more than everything else in this world combined - someone to share your victories and failures with. Find that someone and never let him/her go when you do. Only then will you understand the purpose of your being in this world.
Our dreams are quite simple. We just make them sound big and high like no one could reach them but us. "BIG" dreams like the following when translated are this simple:
~You might dream of navigating the world = At the end of the day, you would just want someone you could go home to and share your adventures with.
~You dream of having a long list of accomplishments trailing behind you. = You just want that someone to be proud of you.
~You dream of being looked up to by a crowd of people. = You just want this someone to look at you with believing and loving eyes.
At the end of every day, when you think about what you have accomplished, ask yourself, "Now that I have these things at my hands, what am I going to do with them?" No matter how far you have gone, there will come a time when you'll realize that everything you have means nothing, nothing without that thing you wanted more than everything else in this world combined - someone to share your victories and failures with. Find that someone and never let him/her go when you do. Only then will you understand the purpose of your being in this world.
heaven-sent
Everyone, meet the world's next best thing. Someday this angel is gonna rock this world! My newest pamangkin/inaanak: Adrielle Dwayne. Mikmik for short.
7.18.2008
oiliness
"Papatayin lang din naman ang Pilipino, ayaw pa biglain." the driver of the passenger jeepney I was riding in said, while paying for gas. He counted several paper bills which he reluctantly gave the waiting gasoline boy and then "Hooh! P@$?*^ina, wala ng natira!"
Tomorrow, the price of diesel will increase by three pesos, the price of gasoline by a peso. It's like the increase will never ever end. I may not be owning or driving a car, and I may not be always keeping an eye on the price of petroleum. But I am aware of what is happening around me, what every peso increase is doing to my society.
When price of petroleum increases, everything else in the market seems to increase too. Being a student, one who is still dependent on parents for allowance and all other expenses, the effect of every increase is not greatly felt. I could still buy myself a king's meal whenever I feel like it, go to the movies, or pay for a friend's jeepney fare. I may be sounding like a squanderer now. I am not (gulp). I know how hard my family works for a living. That's why I set priorities and try to save everything I could, (errr, i mean, some at least).
I hope we don't blame the government, or each other for this matter. They do not have control of the price of oil in the world market. And believe me, even the most corrupt of officials are getting pissed of increasing prices of almost every good. Everyone's being affected, and when I say everyone, I mean each and every one of us in this country. So I think the best we could do is avoid getting under each and everyone's skin in this face of crisis and hope for good things to come. We should be all in this together after all, right?
Tomorrow, the price of diesel will increase by three pesos, the price of gasoline by a peso. It's like the increase will never ever end. I may not be owning or driving a car, and I may not be always keeping an eye on the price of petroleum. But I am aware of what is happening around me, what every peso increase is doing to my society.
When price of petroleum increases, everything else in the market seems to increase too. Being a student, one who is still dependent on parents for allowance and all other expenses, the effect of every increase is not greatly felt. I could still buy myself a king's meal whenever I feel like it, go to the movies, or pay for a friend's jeepney fare. I may be sounding like a squanderer now. I am not (gulp). I know how hard my family works for a living. That's why I set priorities and try to save everything I could, (errr, i mean, some at least).
I hope we don't blame the government, or each other for this matter. They do not have control of the price of oil in the world market. And believe me, even the most corrupt of officials are getting pissed of increasing prices of almost every good. Everyone's being affected, and when I say everyone, I mean each and every one of us in this country. So I think the best we could do is avoid getting under each and everyone's skin in this face of crisis and hope for good things to come. We should be all in this together after all, right?
7.13.2008
lessons learned
Things i have learned these past few weeks:
*Do not blame your misfortune on others. Just carry your own cross.
*Go and watch a movie in the middle of a stressful busy week.
*It's healthy to tell a friend how you are really feeling deep down.
*Have fun while working. Laugh it off if you have to.
*Stop for a while and smell the roses, and daisies too.
*A busy day is not an excuse not to pray.
*Never give up. Keep on trying. Keep on praying.
*Things happen for a reason. They really do. :)
*Do not blame your misfortune on others. Just carry your own cross.
*Go and watch a movie in the middle of a stressful busy week.
*It's healthy to tell a friend how you are really feeling deep down.
*Have fun while working. Laugh it off if you have to.
*Stop for a while and smell the roses, and daisies too.
*A busy day is not an excuse not to pray.
*Never give up. Keep on trying. Keep on praying.
*Things happen for a reason. They really do. :)
6.22.2008
frankie
Dear Frank,
You can never imagine how wide my smile was when I got the news that classes in MM will be suspended today. It was a wish granted two weeks late, but granted still. Two weeks ago I wished that start of classes be moved, you see. It wasn't moved but you made it possible to extend the vacation I so longed for.
There are complications though. While I am enjoying my extended vacation, there are people who are trying to salvage what's left of their stuffs that have already been flooded. A farmer is worrying right now because you are ruining the crops that is his and his family's only source of meager income. A man is lying awake right at this moment wondering how long his roof could last the furious winds. And in case you hadn't realized yet, there are families who are in deep suffering, wondering if their loved-ones had survived in the vast seas.
So please, can you keep it subtle? I mean don't let people get hurt. Don't hurt them. Don't blow their roofs away. Don't flood their houses and crops. Don't make more boats and ships sink. Just don't do anything that would cost a life. It's not fair.
You can never imagine how wide my smile was when I got the news that classes in MM will be suspended today. It was a wish granted two weeks late, but granted still. Two weeks ago I wished that start of classes be moved, you see. It wasn't moved but you made it possible to extend the vacation I so longed for.
There are complications though. While I am enjoying my extended vacation, there are people who are trying to salvage what's left of their stuffs that have already been flooded. A farmer is worrying right now because you are ruining the crops that is his and his family's only source of meager income. A man is lying awake right at this moment wondering how long his roof could last the furious winds. And in case you hadn't realized yet, there are families who are in deep suffering, wondering if their loved-ones had survived in the vast seas.
So please, can you keep it subtle? I mean don't let people get hurt. Don't hurt them. Don't blow their roofs away. Don't flood their houses and crops. Don't make more boats and ships sink. Just don't do anything that would cost a life. It's not fair.
I am a bit lost
These past few days, I don't know what has been happening to me. Everything looks boring to me. Things I enjoy doing means nothing at the moment. I feel too lazy and so bored to walk, to talk, to cook, to read, to sing, to write, to clean the house (this one's understandable), to think, to smile, to crack a joke. This entry I decided to write, in hope that I could trace the roots of my sudden feeling of boredom, of nothingness. In hope that while I am pressing letter keys, space bar, enter enter to express how I feel, something would spill out of my subconscious and I would finally know what's been bothering me. I think bothering is not the right word. Because nothing is bothering me except the fact that I am not bothered by anything at all. That doesn't seem normal, to me at least.
Let me try. These past few days, nothing extraordinary happened to me. I attended my classes. I read what we were assigned to read in class. I ate my meals. I talked and laughed with friends. I walked home after classes. I slept soundly. Everything seems to be fine and normal.
So why am I suddenly feeling a bit lost in my little uncomplicated world? After rambling and ranting, I failed to answer my question. Well, if I failed in doing so, maybe I could suggest a few solutions to my own problem (problem? wrong word, but this will do).
Possible solutions to the problem which is not at all a problem:
1. Have a haircut. Do it myself.
2. Read the research paper we were assigned to read. It's like a lullaby.
3. Bang my head to the wall.
4. Have a cold shower. (Let's cross this one out.)
5. Open the fridge and stuff my stomach with anything I would get.
6. Chat with sex-deprived maniacs on the internet.
7. Pick my nose.
8. Run outside in the rain and see if I'll get wet.
9. Smell my stinking shoe.
10. Put my finger to the door frame, then close the door abruptly.
Maybe I really need to do something crazy. Something that would get my mind out of my boredom. Something that is out of normal bounds. Then maybe I'll find my way back to normalcy, to the normal ME.
Forgive me for being such a rotten company tonight. Things look brighter in the morning, so they say. I'll try to catch some sleep. Thanks for not complaining about my endless nonsense ramblings.
xoxo,
i actually don't know
Let me try. These past few days, nothing extraordinary happened to me. I attended my classes. I read what we were assigned to read in class. I ate my meals. I talked and laughed with friends. I walked home after classes. I slept soundly. Everything seems to be fine and normal.
So why am I suddenly feeling a bit lost in my little uncomplicated world? After rambling and ranting, I failed to answer my question. Well, if I failed in doing so, maybe I could suggest a few solutions to my own problem (problem? wrong word, but this will do).
Possible solutions to the problem which is not at all a problem:
1. Have a haircut. Do it myself.
2. Read the research paper we were assigned to read. It's like a lullaby.
3. Bang my head to the wall.
4. Have a cold shower. (Let's cross this one out.)
5. Open the fridge and stuff my stomach with anything I would get.
6. Chat with sex-deprived maniacs on the internet.
7. Pick my nose.
8. Run outside in the rain and see if I'll get wet.
9. Smell my stinking shoe.
10. Put my finger to the door frame, then close the door abruptly.
Maybe I really need to do something crazy. Something that would get my mind out of my boredom. Something that is out of normal bounds. Then maybe I'll find my way back to normalcy, to the normal ME.
Forgive me for being such a rotten company tonight. Things look brighter in the morning, so they say. I'll try to catch some sleep. Thanks for not complaining about my endless nonsense ramblings.
xoxo,
i actually don't know
6.14.2008
I
I'm not the easiest person to love.
You see,
I can be very stubborn at times.
I bore people with my boring stories and corny jokes.
Taking a bath is not my most favorite thing to do.I sometimes have my own world.
I can be brutally and unthinkingly honest, and rude.
I curse a lot.
I have quite a temper.
I am papansin.
I can be irritatingly persistent at times.
I may be a lot of bad things. I don't know and care what impression I imprint in people's minds.
I'm not the easiest person to love.
But not the most difficult either.
I can be brutally and unthinkingly honest, and rude.
I curse a lot.
I have quite a temper.
I am papansin.
I can be irritatingly persistent at times.
I may be a lot of bad things. I don't know and care what impression I imprint in people's minds.
I'm not the easiest person to love.
But not the most difficult either.
6.10.2008
umaapela po ako!
Super Valid Reasons kung bakit hindi pa dapat bukas ang pasukan at kung bakit dapat ma-move ito sa June 16:
1. wala pa akong notebooks, pens, yellow paper at kung anik-anik pang pambala sa pagpasok!
2. hindi pa plantsado ang mga uniform ko.
3. maglilipat pa ko sa bagong kwarto sa dorm (that's a lot of work! madaming gamit ang kailangang hakutin.)
4. may kailangan pa kong tapusin na mga dvds. (aba naman!)
5. feast of St. Anthony sa Friday at kailangan kong tumulong sa mga preparations sa bahay.
6. uulan ata ng malakas with rainshowers and thunderstorms (nagtext si Ka Ernie from up above)
7. nakaburol pa si Daboy.
8. hindi pa ko marunong gumising ng mas maaga sa 9:00.
9. basta hindi pa dapat magpasukan!
10. dahil hindi pa ko readyyyyyyyyyyy! waaaaaaaah!
Sa aming Rector at sa university administration, please reconsider. Thank you po!
xoxo,
SHASHI
1. wala pa akong notebooks, pens, yellow paper at kung anik-anik pang pambala sa pagpasok!
2. hindi pa plantsado ang mga uniform ko.
3. maglilipat pa ko sa bagong kwarto sa dorm (that's a lot of work! madaming gamit ang kailangang hakutin.)
4. may kailangan pa kong tapusin na mga dvds. (aba naman!)
5. feast of St. Anthony sa Friday at kailangan kong tumulong sa mga preparations sa bahay.
6. uulan ata ng malakas with rainshowers and thunderstorms (nagtext si Ka Ernie from up above)
7. nakaburol pa si Daboy.
8. hindi pa ko marunong gumising ng mas maaga sa 9:00.
9. basta hindi pa dapat magpasukan!
10. dahil hindi pa ko readyyyyyyyyyyy! waaaaaaaah!
Sa aming Rector at sa university administration, please reconsider. Thank you po!
xoxo,
SHASHI
6.08.2008
mom
Before the 8th of June officially ends, I would like to greet the woman who is responsible for my pretty looks and million-dollar smile (Uyeah, she is to blame for all that!). The woman who has so much love to give and plenty of kindness to share, my mom.
HAPPY 49TH BIRTHDAY MAMA!
We love you so much! :)
HAPPY 49TH BIRTHDAY MAMA!
We love you so much! :)
6.01.2008
today
I was standing in a gymnasium full of people, singing His praises, with my eyes closed and my hands at my left chest, feeling the beat of my heart. From where I stand, the future and life in general, looks unclear, but before that moment, I have never been that confident that I would be able to get past through every single hurdle that'll be standing along my journey.
I was standing in a roomful of people, some I know, mostly I don't. I just knew that we all have this common friend. It was real hot inside and I felt sweat dripping down my back, my underarms and my forehead. Yet when I closed my eyes, I felt at peace with the world. I felt so confident about everything in my life; and from where I was standing, things make sense, my life has meaning.
That was a very priceless 15 minutes, magical indeed. The band was hitting so loud. Someone was standing in the middle of our circle, speaking about something I could not hear but I understood his heart, and I know the rest of us also did. I am just so thankful that this common friend brought all of us there together. Today is a wonderful day.
I was standing in a roomful of people, some I know, mostly I don't. I just knew that we all have this common friend. It was real hot inside and I felt sweat dripping down my back, my underarms and my forehead. Yet when I closed my eyes, I felt at peace with the world. I felt so confident about everything in my life; and from where I was standing, things make sense, my life has meaning.
That was a very priceless 15 minutes, magical indeed. The band was hitting so loud. Someone was standing in the middle of our circle, speaking about something I could not hear but I understood his heart, and I know the rest of us also did. I am just so thankful that this common friend brought all of us there together. Today is a wonderful day.
5.27.2008
busted?
The first time I actually tried making the first move, hinting to a guy that I have a crush on him, all I got was raised eyebrows like he was saying, "Yes, what do you need?"
To think that I pulled every ounce of courage in my body, to start a conversation, to find a way to keep in touch at least, and to catch a glimpse of him; then all I would get was that?!
That is so not fair! I feel like I got no balls. And I forgot I really have none.
I'm fine. Thank you.
To think that I pulled every ounce of courage in my body, to start a conversation, to find a way to keep in touch at least, and to catch a glimpse of him; then all I would get was that?!
That is so not fair! I feel like I got no balls. And I forgot I really have none.
I'm fine. Thank you.
5.26.2008
the best i ever had
For the second time, I am doing a blog because I got inspired by the TV series One Tree Hill. This time, by the handsome basketball star-turned-coach/novelist Lucas Scott. He wrote a book about his town Tree Hill, and a big part of it was his and his high school friends' lives.
I have really been thinking of writing about my friends, my high school friends, for some time now. I was thinking like, "They are a big part of me, why not write about them?" So now that I have the time at my hands and the heart to do it and no any other thing to write about (",) , I am.
We call our barkada Ocean's Twelve, not because we adore the movie but simply because, we are twelve in the group. I bet some of us have not even watched it. Some of us have been together since freshmen years, some we became close with only at our last year in high school. I do not know how it happened or why it stopped at twelve. We do not know exactly when we started taking breaks altogether,walking home or going to the toilet all twelve of us. All I remember is that suddenly I just found myself sitting with, laughing with, shouting with, and goofing around with this crazy bunch of people. And this is what I miss most when I think about high school, being completely carefree and doing stupid things with my crazy friends. Just to be fair with the not-so-crazy ones, I would like to get each one of them introduced, my way! In alphabetical order, my high school barkada, my Ocean's 12:
Name: Fidel, Michelle
Nick: Chelle, Michy
Bday: Dec 22
We go to the same university. I could never have made my first year without her to cheer me up. Before senior year, I've only known her as the girl who went to the same prep school as I did and that her dad works in the municipal office where my mom does too. It's funny to think how she becomes one of my 3 best friends today. She is (was) my badminton buddy. We both love to eat, a loooot! And then we'll both complain that we can't stay on a diet. She lends me maaksyon pocketbooks, DVD series, we fantasize about chefs, TV stars and other gorgeous men and our conversations just make a lot of sex, i mean sense! I just loooove her!
Name: Gonzales, Marie Grace
Nick: Beybi, Apple
Bday: Sept 2
She is not exactly the youngest in our group but we treat her as if she is 6 months old and is no doubt, the group's favorite. She is figuratively and literally the APPLE of our eyes. Back then, we loved making the Beybi cry, dressing her up (imagine her squirming), feeding her, teasing her nonstop, and then we would sing our apology when her tears start pouring. Then we would make her cry again, and again. That's how we love her!
Name: Mojica, Ria Clarisse
Nick: Ria, RiaMilot, RiaDion
Bday: Jun 5
She was our Denial Queen, the WishKoLang girl, the girl who lives in the village, and the girl who loves the videoke. More than that, I will always remember her as the first friend I made in high school. She'd been into hiding from us for months, but I still felt close to her through her blogs. Back then, she would imitate our teacher while the teacher writes in the blackboard, do the kitty sound in the middle of a class discussion and deny it outrightly. Just by thinking of those things she did makes me smile alone. I know rah-ayt Ria??!
Name: Moskito, Joyce
Nick: Ganda
Bday: May 26 (today!)
The most maldita in our group. You would not like to mess up with this girl or you'll get a try of that sharp tongue of hers. On the other hand, she can be a real sweetheart too. She never runs out of stories to tell or of words of comfort to soothe you when you have problems. It's also good to know that in a world full of mean people, you have someone like her to fight by your side.
Name: Papa, Mailany
Nick: Nani
Bday: Oct 3
We used to talk long hours over the telephone before we had our line cut. Sweet, thoughtful, smart and she has an infectious smile. I never felt like I lost connection with her because there's always the SMS and online chatting between us. Business-minded and has a head for numbers. There was this one incident I'll never forget her kindness. My so-called friends put this picture of a dead grandmother lying in a coffin, in my pouch, because they know that it's going to scare the hell out of me and that would be fun for them. When I was crying in fear, she was the only one who had the heart to take it out of my pouch and asked if I was alright. Oh! Before that, she was laughing with them too :) I don't know how she does it but she has her special way of making me feel that she truly deeply cares!
Name: Penus, Allen
Nick: Allen, Panty
Bday: Dec 12
The most-behaved among us. She smiles a lot more than talk when everybody is telling his piece of story. Secretive and very cute with her chinita eyes. A real smartass too! She writes very well and I got news she is graduating earlier than the rest of us. The "panty" thing is another story :)
Name: Plantig, Liel Ma. Theresa
Nick: Yel, THERESA! (pasigaw), Princess, Doctora, D***tera
Bday: July 26
The clever one. It's amazing how she will always have her way out, from a difficult examination, to unallowed gala. She is one of the craziest people in the group. One of my thesis partners. She is a very strong person. Only once did I see her cry and she gets serious very seldom. She is very positive and confident with life. Happy-go-lucky but knows her responsibilities. She fills our meetings with stories of her escapades. In three years' time, she would make all our teeth dazzling white.
Name: Ricafort, Allan Cris
Nick: Ace, Asiong, Pogi
Bday: Dec 4
The only thorn among the gumamelas. Has a big mouth, literally (see picture) and figuratively. He had earned himself several haters but we completely love him! My other thesis partner. The craziest person in the group. Our batch valedictorian. The president. Mark Bautista-look-and-sound-alike. Also a prep classmate. The drunkard with excellent grades. We got into troubles mostly because of him but that just adds up to our list of adventures. Our kwentuhans would probably be empty without his share of stories and corny jokes. :) I know someday he is going to run this world, run it in chaos!
Name: Rodil, Sharry
Nick: Sha, Sexy, Gorgeous
Bday: April 19
Well, i am just the hot girl next door. Whose blog is this anyway?!
Name: Roderno, Carla Almira
Nick: Carlita, Carlong, CarlaRiznel, Gary
Bday: Sept 26
My jeepney buddy! Most responsible. Most industrious. Gifted with a very lengthy patience. Her love affair with Rizzy had always been our favorite topic of conversation. Really sexy. va-va-voom! A bit hysterical at times. The organizer. She is the person behind most of our outings, meetings and other galas. Gets drunk easily, but would never admit it. Very thoughtful. An obedient daughter, a good sister, a trusted friend and Rizzy's faithful lover. peace:)
Name: Rogacion, Khristine Paola
Nick: KP, Kepong, Kepyas, 'Pyas, Cinderella
Bday: Aug 5
The Cinderella. She always has to get home before the clock strikes six. Our beauty queen. Sweet and very innocent, as in VERY innocent. Difficult to reach via mobile or online. Hardworking and responsible. Gets fascinated with little things. Has a very cheerful disposition. Child-like but not childish. A real beauty inside and out.
Name: Ynion, Korina
Nick: Keng, Kengkeng, Pukengkeng
Bday: Nov 11
She provides us the hottest gossips in town. Beauty in braces. Talks very slow, laughs very loud, cries very often. Open-minded. Texts very seldom. A kaladkarin friend, ready to go anytime anywhere. Had been through so many things in life. A crybaby but is a lady of extraordinary courage. A real darling.
My Ocean's 12 are probably not the shoulders to cry on nor the people to run to when you are seeking for some serious sane advice. They would be the ones to tell you to sit it over and would invite you for a drinking session to make you forget about all your worries and problems. You would have to pay the bill of course.
One thing they had taught me is to see the funny and crazy side of everything in life. I miss these guys! The trips to the toilet, the cut-classes, the friday gala, the goto, isaw, turon treats, our picking on someone especially on our own teachers, our sigawan & murahan, our outings and my every day life with them back then; those mean so much to me! You guys are the best (and worst) bunch I ever had. Mahal ko kayong mga pakshet kayo!!!
one of my most-treasured pics.
April 2005
I have really been thinking of writing about my friends, my high school friends, for some time now. I was thinking like, "They are a big part of me, why not write about them?" So now that I have the time at my hands and the heart to do it and no any other thing to write about (",) , I am.
We call our barkada Ocean's Twelve, not because we adore the movie but simply because, we are twelve in the group. I bet some of us have not even watched it. Some of us have been together since freshmen years, some we became close with only at our last year in high school. I do not know how it happened or why it stopped at twelve. We do not know exactly when we started taking breaks altogether,walking home or going to the toilet all twelve of us. All I remember is that suddenly I just found myself sitting with, laughing with, shouting with, and goofing around with this crazy bunch of people. And this is what I miss most when I think about high school, being completely carefree and doing stupid things with my crazy friends. Just to be fair with the not-so-crazy ones, I would like to get each one of them introduced, my way! In alphabetical order, my high school barkada, my Ocean's 12:
Name: Fidel, Michelle
Nick: Chelle, Michy
Bday: Dec 22
We go to the same university. I could never have made my first year without her to cheer me up. Before senior year, I've only known her as the girl who went to the same prep school as I did and that her dad works in the municipal office where my mom does too. It's funny to think how she becomes one of my 3 best friends today. She is (was) my badminton buddy. We both love to eat, a loooot! And then we'll both complain that we can't stay on a diet. She lends me maaksyon pocketbooks, DVD series, we fantasize about chefs, TV stars and other gorgeous men and our conversations just make a lot of sex, i mean sense! I just loooove her!
Name: Gonzales, Marie Grace
Nick: Beybi, Apple
Bday: Sept 2
She is not exactly the youngest in our group but we treat her as if she is 6 months old and is no doubt, the group's favorite. She is figuratively and literally the APPLE of our eyes. Back then, we loved making the Beybi cry, dressing her up (imagine her squirming), feeding her, teasing her nonstop, and then we would sing our apology when her tears start pouring. Then we would make her cry again, and again. That's how we love her!
Name: Mojica, Ria Clarisse
Nick: Ria, RiaMilot, RiaDion
Bday: Jun 5
She was our Denial Queen, the WishKoLang girl, the girl who lives in the village, and the girl who loves the videoke. More than that, I will always remember her as the first friend I made in high school. She'd been into hiding from us for months, but I still felt close to her through her blogs. Back then, she would imitate our teacher while the teacher writes in the blackboard, do the kitty sound in the middle of a class discussion and deny it outrightly. Just by thinking of those things she did makes me smile alone. I know rah-ayt Ria??!
Name: Moskito, Joyce
Nick: Ganda
Bday: May 26 (today!)
The most maldita in our group. You would not like to mess up with this girl or you'll get a try of that sharp tongue of hers. On the other hand, she can be a real sweetheart too. She never runs out of stories to tell or of words of comfort to soothe you when you have problems. It's also good to know that in a world full of mean people, you have someone like her to fight by your side.
Name: Papa, Mailany
Nick: Nani
Bday: Oct 3
We used to talk long hours over the telephone before we had our line cut. Sweet, thoughtful, smart and she has an infectious smile. I never felt like I lost connection with her because there's always the SMS and online chatting between us. Business-minded and has a head for numbers. There was this one incident I'll never forget her kindness. My so-called friends put this picture of a dead grandmother lying in a coffin, in my pouch, because they know that it's going to scare the hell out of me and that would be fun for them. When I was crying in fear, she was the only one who had the heart to take it out of my pouch and asked if I was alright. Oh! Before that, she was laughing with them too :) I don't know how she does it but she has her special way of making me feel that she truly deeply cares!
Name: Penus, Allen
Nick: Allen, Panty
Bday: Dec 12
The most-behaved among us. She smiles a lot more than talk when everybody is telling his piece of story. Secretive and very cute with her chinita eyes. A real smartass too! She writes very well and I got news she is graduating earlier than the rest of us. The "panty" thing is another story :)
Name: Plantig, Liel Ma. Theresa
Nick: Yel, THERESA! (pasigaw), Princess, Doctora, D***tera
Bday: July 26
The clever one. It's amazing how she will always have her way out, from a difficult examination, to unallowed gala. She is one of the craziest people in the group. One of my thesis partners. She is a very strong person. Only once did I see her cry and she gets serious very seldom. She is very positive and confident with life. Happy-go-lucky but knows her responsibilities. She fills our meetings with stories of her escapades. In three years' time, she would make all our teeth dazzling white.
Name: Ricafort, Allan Cris
Nick: Ace, Asiong, Pogi
Bday: Dec 4
The only thorn among the gumamelas. Has a big mouth, literally (see picture) and figuratively. He had earned himself several haters but we completely love him! My other thesis partner. The craziest person in the group. Our batch valedictorian. The president. Mark Bautista-look-and-sound-alike. Also a prep classmate. The drunkard with excellent grades. We got into troubles mostly because of him but that just adds up to our list of adventures. Our kwentuhans would probably be empty without his share of stories and corny jokes. :) I know someday he is going to run this world, run it in chaos!
Name: Rodil, Sharry
Nick: Sha, Sexy, Gorgeous
Bday: April 19
Well, i am just the hot girl next door. Whose blog is this anyway?!
Name: Roderno, Carla Almira
Nick: Carlita, Carlong, CarlaRiznel, Gary
Bday: Sept 26
My jeepney buddy! Most responsible. Most industrious. Gifted with a very lengthy patience. Her love affair with Rizzy had always been our favorite topic of conversation. Really sexy. va-va-voom! A bit hysterical at times. The organizer. She is the person behind most of our outings, meetings and other galas. Gets drunk easily, but would never admit it. Very thoughtful. An obedient daughter, a good sister, a trusted friend and Rizzy's faithful lover. peace:)
Name: Rogacion, Khristine Paola
Nick: KP, Kepong, Kepyas, 'Pyas, Cinderella
Bday: Aug 5
The Cinderella. She always has to get home before the clock strikes six. Our beauty queen. Sweet and very innocent, as in VERY innocent. Difficult to reach via mobile or online. Hardworking and responsible. Gets fascinated with little things. Has a very cheerful disposition. Child-like but not childish. A real beauty inside and out.
Name: Ynion, Korina
Nick: Keng, Kengkeng, Pukengkeng
Bday: Nov 11
She provides us the hottest gossips in town. Beauty in braces. Talks very slow, laughs very loud, cries very often. Open-minded. Texts very seldom. A kaladkarin friend, ready to go anytime anywhere. Had been through so many things in life. A crybaby but is a lady of extraordinary courage. A real darling.
My Ocean's 12 are probably not the shoulders to cry on nor the people to run to when you are seeking for some serious sane advice. They would be the ones to tell you to sit it over and would invite you for a drinking session to make you forget about all your worries and problems. You would have to pay the bill of course.
One thing they had taught me is to see the funny and crazy side of everything in life. I miss these guys! The trips to the toilet, the cut-classes, the friday gala, the goto, isaw, turon treats, our picking on someone especially on our own teachers, our sigawan & murahan, our outings and my every day life with them back then; those mean so much to me! You guys are the best (and worst) bunch I ever had. Mahal ko kayong mga pakshet kayo!!!
one of my most-treasured pics.
April 2005
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