Finally, something worth writing about...

today we had 4 exams, and instead of going home exhausted and heading straight to bed, i actually had enough energy and motivation to scribble something here... or rather.. something actually happened today that gave me any interest at all to do so..

lets start with this drink i had at C.I.
i had always been a caffeine addic so i never did tot dat sumthing like dis was possible.
i ordered a white mocha latte, but if i can remmbr corctly, i think i read sumthn bwt it having a hint of espresso.. but then i rly didnt mind thinking dat i was capable of such chemical..
anyway.. bago pa humaba ng todo toh... when i was on my ride home.. i felt unusually weak.. and i could feel my hands shaking.. same with my knees.. that damn espresso actually got me palpitating..(tama b?)

when i finaly got home i had to rush to my aunts haus to borow the typewriter we needed for todays exam.. it was bad enough that i was kinda nghihina,but then i came to the realization that the typewritr is almost as heavy as i am!! (exagg?? yeah well.. kaninang umaga nga sbi ko mas mabigat pa sakin eh) grabe.. at may kasma pang adaptor na kasing bigat ni gaily!! (eto walang exag na tlga.. got dat frm jonas)

anyway.. i decided to ride a tricycle on my way bak.. and forced unto myself a dose of energy to carry it myself.. tapos ung hinayupak na typewriter na un eh medyo sinusumpung pa.. and when i finally got to our last class.. it ran out of ribbon..

that thing has got to go.

hhmmm...sad story ba??.. eto happy ending.. cuartero told us that some of our confession article impresed him, which included mine (yup, unbeleivable) and wanted to feature it in newspaper with our permision.. cnu b nmang ayaw dba??? but dn i actually felt unsure kc nga... CONFESION un... ders nothing intriguing about mine anyway.. my frends know about it.. but i just didnt like d idea of people feeling sorry for me.. i even made jonas promised his life not to read it even if i had him print it for me... well anyway.. la nrin akong magagwa kc knay sir na ung aken.. i know its mababaw.. but for sum1 lyk me who never saw herself being a writer.. big deal na un noh!!
(nah-uh dont you dare give me dat aww-shes-not-so-bad comments,, i am so not fishing fo compliments)

hhmm.. dont u think ds is kinda too long for a first entry??

yeah well.... long entry for long day.

gilmore girls.unicorns.sweet valley twins.pearls.ribbons.laces.cofee.white chocolates.frapuchinos.whipped cream.lattes.caramel sauce.butterscotch.cakes.blackforrest.strawberry cheescake.spiderman icecream.choco chip cookies.marshmallows.stilletos.mules.trench coat.butterflies.vampires.pink.purple.black.red.friends.bags.photos.puppies.

"people look for material things in exchange for the love they never felt"------Morrie Schwartz


wished they could make me happy now

i colored my hair today. i think it was because i was so bummed the other day that i opt for sumthing new. and this was d best i could think of. actualy i made some resolutions too, they dont sound so new coz they have been my new years resolution ever since i can remmber, but then they never really came true. here are the lists:

1. no cursing.(hard)

2. no drinking.(harder)

3. no fooling around wt guys.(hardest)

4. no smoking.

5. stop feeling sorry for myself.(hardest to the 2nd power)

6. stop splurging.(hardest to the 3rd power)

hay nakooooo,,,, wish ko lng.....

i dont know if this is god's way of making up to me, or is it his way of begging me to please pay attention to the good things he had set around me. after a few days of suffering from depression, i actually felt good today. actually, i feel so great that i am actually feeling silly over the things i stressed about this past few days.

ngaun ko lng napansin na sa super concentration ko sa pagkadepressed ko.. d ko napnsin ung mga katawatawang bagay na nagyare sken.

it started at cofee indulgence. i hated that waiter cos he looked stupid. im not saying this because he looks clumsy but because he really is clumsy. he had been giving us wrong orders and it really pissed my friend off. but he also did sumthing to me dats quite "unhatable". i ordered white choco latte that cost $59, but when i gave him a hundred pesos, he gave me a change of 60. thinking that this was just somthing that rarely happens to sum1, i decided to keep it. after all, it was only 20 pesos. no biggie.

well actually i think it was. i havent seen that waiter these past few visits.

and then it happened again just 2 dyas later. when my friends and i went to megamall to see a movie. we were hungry so we decided to stopp by macdonalds get something to eat inside the cinema. i ordered a burger meal and a caramel sundae. when i peeked through my meal i realized the waiter forgot to give m spoon for my sundae, so i returned and asked for it. we wanted to see sum trailers so we kinda rushed our way out. when we finally got settled, i realized i was still holding the 500 bill i was supposed to pay to the waiter. i am so sure about it because i rly didnt have any money left othr than that.

i decided to pay it back after the movie, but it striked me funny that the waiter actualy forgot it too. feel ko rin nakakahiya pag pumasok ako sa mcdo, i was thinking na maybe the guards are all looking for me, ready to arrest me.

so we decided to laugh at it and leave the mall immediately.

i tot it was the end of it. i coulndt be dat lucky ryt??
boy am i so wrong.

it happened just a couple of hours ago when i was with aa n jonas at blu wave. we ate at pizza hut and told the waitress to make it on separate bills. when we were about to leave, aa gave me her payment and so did jonas, since i didnt have smaller bills then. so i payed the whole bill.[labo??] it all cost 360, and i gave a 500. i was surprised when the waiter gave me a change bigger than wat im suppose to get. turns out that he charged only one order. i was supposed to get only 125 and he gave me 320. anyway.. i tot this was too much n honesty took me over so i told the waiter about the mistake.

it sure feels great to do the right thing. but i had to admit, i never did felt sorry for the first 2 idiots who gave me a free meal.

just ended a relationship wt a boyfriend.

you knw wts so bad about it??

it actually felt good.

A man in my shoes runs a light and
All the papers lied tonight
But falling over you
Is the news of the day

Angels fall like rain
And love (love, love)
Is all of heaven away

Inside you
The time moves
And she don't fade
The ghost in you
She don't fade
Inside you
The time moves
And she don't fade

A race is on, I'm on your side and
Here in you my engines die I'm
In a mood for you
Or running away
Stars come down in you
And love (love, love)
You can't give it away

Inside you
The time moves
And she don't fade
The ghost in you
She don't fade
Inside you
The time moves
And she don't fade

Don't you go
It makes no sense when
All your talk and supermen just
Take away the time
And get in the way
Ain't it just like rain?
And love (love, love)
Is only heaven away

im so restless that i actually browsed my myspace acount.
sa dinamidami kong frends dun, i actually noticed a familiar face.
the face of this gurl that used to make me sick.
actually it still made me sick.
shes the best frnd of my ex that used to cause our arguments a lot.
then i chekd out her pictures.
i saw another familiar face that left a comment on one of her pictures.
this gurl, the 1 my ex courted for 11 months b4 me, but never did bcame his gf because she was still too young, accrdng to her.
i want to say i hate her but its hard to, she was rly nice to me
when i was stil wt my ex, even though obviously my ex wasnt over her, she actually distanced from him, unlike his so called bes.

anyway, to cut it short, i saw one of her picture wt my ex.
and it still bothered me.
nanlambot ako.
bkt ganun???

its exactly a year ago.
and i think i have a more recent love problem that im supposed to be woryng abt.

haaaayyyy....
first love...... bullshit

shit ngayon ko lng naicip...

totoo kaya???

HOY! INSECURE K BA SAKEN??

if yes. you dnt know what an idiot u r.

if youre not. then it makes you a far more stinky person.


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tel, how cum u always make sense????

ive been keeping this blog from others, coz for som reason, i have a hard time dealing with the fact that everything i write here has to be read by people im not really close with.

unfortunately, buking ako..

so anyway, just so u know...

i never really liked pink.

d nga....

pramiz...

it just happens na uso cya ngayon....

and ders a lot of pretty things that come in pink.
{the wallet.. the bag.. earings... bracelet... some clothes....}

about this site nmn....

d lng tlga ko marunong..

so im stuck with this stylesheet until i find my way here in tabulas.

about the pink addiction nmn...
actually it bothers me...
coz i cld still rmmber how i used to hate pink.. but lately ive been strutting in nothing but pink.

this is sumthing i used to beleiv in:

PINK=FLIRT

eh lately.. ive been this:

ME=PINK

could it be??...

ME=FLIRT???

nahhhh...

wahahahahha!!!
inaantok ako.

I look at our fingertips, almost touching, near the table’s edge and try to estimate the distance between your left ring finger and my right thumb. Your hand, for the moment motionless beside your textbook, fascinates me like the rest of you.

You look up, see I’m not reading my notes, and smile, as if to say: what will you do for the finals? Then the pages devour you again.
I try to concentrate. But the lighting inside the coffeeshop is dim; the counters, noisy. So I look again at our hands, now anxious to know only one thing: How far?

I attempt to measure with my eyes. There’s a ruler on your right, but I dare not use it. Just a little over two centimeters, I thought. Then your middle finger twitches; I hold my breath. The momentary movement, almost spasmic from my vantage point, ceases. Yes, about two centimeters.

Your cell phone rings. You pick it up with your right. You smile again; your eyes apologize for the disturbance. You speak. Hi sweetie. Yes. I’m just about to finish. Did you like the tulips? Great! See you at nine, aight? Bye.

You smile at me for the third time, put down the phone, and return to your book for a few more minutes. Your left hand hasn’t moved.
Again I assess the distance.

A thousand kilometers. At least.