RANT RAVE

We're going to be multi-millionares!

2005-01-04T11:42:00.000+08:00

My mom received a letter earlier saying she won 1 million dollars! But at that time I was sleeping so I didn't get to see anyone's initial reaction. But when I finally woke up, it's like nothing happened. No one was bouncing up and down their beds or even talking about it. Non-event nanaman ito. It smells fishy, though. And I'm not keeping my hopes up. Haha pero sana totoo para my rason na ako para yumabang, kasi diba parang ang pangit kung mayabang ka nang walang rason.
And no, I wasn't dreaming! Nakita ko yung letter kanina habang nagbibihis ako. Mukha namang totoo. Dalawang ways daw pwede tanggapin un prize: 1) one check for $50,000+ 2) 6 annual checks for $33,000. Amoy scam. Anyway, nakakatamad sulatin buong detalye kaya hanggang dito nalang. True story.

Last Day!

2004-12-22T10:04:00.000+08:00

Masarap ang shawarma. I just finished eating it, at last, kasi kaninang umaga pa ako may craving nun, kasi last night sinamahan ko si San bumili nun for her sister. In turn, nagpasama ako papuntang Corumi, tinatakot pa nga niya ako on the way kasi nilakad lang namin kahit madilim.
Yesterday pala was our Christmas party. The first 4 hours were boring, inaantok lahat ng tao sa table namin. To pass the time, we took pictures. Eto, para naman kunyari marami akong friends, sasabihin ko kung sino sino kami haha: si Gena (my twin), si Harris (our triplet), Dianne (na kahawig ni THEOPHILA), si Cess (isa sa pinakamakulit na taong kilala ko), Mark Neil, Jam, and Joy (ang taong mataas DAW ang level ng panguunawa). The one who took some of our pictures was Nerthus, someone that I was introduced to at least twice (by Bea and then San), but I've yet to talk to.
When the faculty and student council officers were finally done doing whatever it was they were doing on stage (I wasn't really paying attention. But as I can recall, they were talking and pretending what they're saying was interesting. I'm not really sure though, because I was trying hard to not play truant and to imagine I wasn't hungry), we were finally allowed to get food from the tables.
Each student was given 2 stubs, one for food and another for drinks, to make sure that they only go once. But, I was able to come back for food twice, and the drinks thrice. It's not because the food was delish, wala lang, gutom lang ako. Besides, who am I to pass up an offer to get FREE (wheee!) food? Mga ibang servers kasi nakakalimutan kunin ung stubs kaya nire-recycle nalang namin.
So anyway, we stayed there until about 2, then we went to see Angelo Domingo, the cutest baby ever raw, in the isolation room of the Pedia Charity of the hospital. Kasama ko yung mga people from Grace (Fi, San, Bea, and Isaa), minus Esme and Ness, plus Earl and Desilu (wow paano nasali ang sapnayan dito?). I made him smile, twice!! Hehe wala lang, ang cute niya nun eh, parang shy type haha. And medyo na-impress ako kay Earl nun, magaling pala siya sa mga baby, kasi takot ako hawakan si Angelo eh, baka masira ko siya.
Then, after about 20 minutes of arguing about where we should go, we decided on Glorietta. We took the bus, wasting 3 hours of our life just sitting down and getting bored, again. Sometime in the middle of the ride, a man sat down next to THEOPHILA. He kept glancing down at my cellphone which she borrowed. I was staring intently at him, ready for trouble. After about 3 minutes of that really awkward moment, she suddenly called my name and gave it back to me. After a while, he finally left. I sat next to THEOPHILA then, saying how she almost got raped or robbed. Well at least my excitement ang ride.
And when we finally got to Glorietta, bigla naman nag-text si Eric. Sinundan raw niya kami. From him we found out that the MRT station closes at about 9 pm, pero 6 na kami naka-rating dun, so watching a movie was out of the question. We settled on eating first, then going to the arcade.
It was fun at the arcade, what with so many shiny things that light up when we touch it. We played the basketball game, the canoeing, the horse racing (hilarious!), air hockey (me vs. THEOPHILA), among others. I really really wanted to use the Van Gogh's workshop, pero P70 per shot, badtrip, kaya medyo hindi na namin pinuntahan. Pinipilit ko sila, pero ayaw naman nila, pero it's ok (no bitterness no bitterness no bitterness...).
We didn't have time to buy amazingly mouth-watering bread from Breadtalk, because it was already 9. Fastforward to few minutes later, after the waiting in the long long queue, we were seated on the train, and we somehow ended up trading ghost stories. Even the people around us seemed interested hehe. Fastforward again, we took the Q. Ave. route on the way home and were shocked when we reached Sto. Domingo Church - so many people, all of them paying homage to FPJ! The scent of stampede was thick in the air. I thought we were going to die (I kept shouting it too), and THEOPHILA, the fucking tourist that she is (private joke), kept shouting help. Tapos si San naman, ang bilis maglakad sa unahan. I mean, hello, meron kang kasama! Nandito kami, yoohoo! Or maybe kinakahiya lang niya kami... hehe, pwede. Pero at least nakarating kami lahat sa mga respective houses namin. That's it.

Drawn Out

2004-12-20T07:00:00.000+08:00

Last night I told my mom about our Health Care project (booo!) We are all going to make a family assessment chart and a family tree. She doubted that my dad remembers his grandparents (the big family that they are), but still she'll try to help me any way she can. She's going to start looking for some pictures right now. Anyway, I need to ask my Chinese classmates what name they're going to write down if they have a relative with no English name. Would they write the characters, or the sound equivalents?
Moving on, I feel wretched right now. I'm totally down, out-of-the-loop, on-the-brink-of-being-on-the-brink-of-being-tempted-to-be-suicidal, manic depressive *inhale*. I guess being ugly, stupid, corny, poor, klutz, and a loser that has no friends does that to you. Damn I hate being maudlin <-- (one of my fave words hehe). Sana before tomorrow mawala na itong mood kong 'to para hindi ako mag-mukhang mas tanga sa Christmas party na walang kwenta.
Teka, may nag-text. Si Bea, nag-invite sa Bible study. Punta nga ako. Kaya lang nahihiya na ako kasi tagal ko na hindi nag-attend. Haay, napaka-pointless ng buhay ko ngayon. Sana mabaril ako bigla sa ulo mamaya, yung diretso sa utak. Weh.

Today

2004-12-17T20:00:00.000+08:00

Today, the life count is 1, and the death count is 2, at least in my toll. In the OB charity delivery room where we have our duty, we saw a woman giving birth. Actually, the girls in our group saw her giving birth, and it was only after that when we (the guys) were finally ushered in. We witnessed how the doctor was sewing up her perineum, and the bathing of her baby.
Afterwards, when we were about to take our breaks, we heard a woman wailing. Trailing behind her was her dead baby. Wala na, yun lang. Kawawa siya.
And at about 8:23 PM near our house, there was an incident - someone was stabbed. I was watching Hungry Heart then (O boku no ko e, itsumo do ko ga, naitteru dakara sobara so...), when I heard a racket outside. I looked out the window, and poof!, I saw some guys running, others giving chase, and still others making uzi in the scene. Wait... I'm a witness (along with about 23 others)!! I need to be more careful from now on to avoid anyone out to silence all the possible witnesses that could instigate them on the crime. I need to arm myself and learn martial arts. Or, I could just stop being paranoid. No chance of that happening.

Just Another Entry...

2004-12-13T09:30:00.000+08:00

We're everywhere..

Finally!! We don't have to go in hiding anymore... well not really hiding so much as being isolated. Our sphere of influence has finally reached others. Uhmm, to anyone who might be wondering, I'm still talking about MU alchemy wehehe. In class, there are four of us playing it, namely: me, Harris, and the twins (or at least one of them). It's actually Harris (wow, it's the first time I'm naming names here) who actually introduced me to the server, and he's also the one who let us borrow his friend's CD of it. He said that we should try to keep it all hush hush because there's only one server and it's getting congested, so the less people who play it, the better. Anyway, now I'm level 139! A few more levels then I can change my class to a Soul Master.

Next we'll be taking over the world!! Mwahahaha!!

Well anyway, I just wanted to post my third journal (why is it called journal, when it could be better named "assignment" to avoid confusion?) in World Lit. It's good for a laugh if nothing else.

Disregarded

Fading memories are all that remain
Of our once friendship that now brings me pain.
When all the walls crumbled in my domain,
You may already have realized it was all in vain.

Knowing that what's happening is unavoidable,
When life leads each of us to a different road,
Doesn't ease the ache that haunts my soul -
A hollow hole without you there.

Hoping to find the piece that can fill your place,
I stand, gazing at the crowd, feeling I'm trapped in a maze.
Hearing my name shouted by a voice not unlike your own,
My steps falter, then resume, thinking, "Only I will know what you have thrown."

Beware the Slasher

"Bye Mom, Bye Dad!!" Stefan hollered as he waved goodbye to his parents who are about to leave.
"Now Stef, don't leave the house, okay? It's already dark outside," his mom pointed out.
"Mooommm, I'm not twelve you know," he whined.
"Yeah, yeah, you're already fifteen, as you keep reminding us these past few weeks," his dad said with a grin, remembering his son's birthday about a month ago.
"Well just be careful, okay?" his mom added.
"What do I have to be careful for? I'm not the one who's travelling out of town to go to a stupid convention."
His mom let out an exasperated sigh. "If there's any trouble, just call on your Aunt Beth next door, okay?" his dad said as they both started for the door.
"Sure Dad, love you both," he said to their retreating backs. He went to the window and watched them drive off.
After about an hour of watching TV, Stefan got bored. He switched to a chatting channel and decided to advertise for someone to talk to. He got his cellphone and typed, "bord 15m hir lukng 4 sum1 2 tok 2. sum1 lively nd frendly. just col 621-5389, luk for stef," and sent it to the number flashing on the screen. After three minutes, his phone rang. He went over to pick it up, running over a stack of magazines in his excitement.
"Yeah?" he asked, but no one answered. He frowned as he put the receiver down. It rang again, but no one was still answering. On the fourth time, he picked it up and immediately said, "If you've got nothing better to do than to annoy people, why don't you just drown yourself!" then slammed it down hard.
But someone was still calling. He considered ignoring it, but then realized that it might be his parents or something. "Hello?" he doubted someone would speak. There was a faint, raspy sound on the other line - like someone having a difficult time breathing.
Stefan's heart raced. He remembered a movie he watched once about a slasher employing this same method to scare his victims first so that they would panic, but logic told him that the idea was far-fetched. Besides, he's not some dumb blond that gets scared easily; he's fifteen for Pete’s sake. "Hello, can I help you?" he tried again.
"Yes, may I come in?" a thin, weedy voice asked.
"What? Who's this?"
"You don't actually know me, but I know you," the voice said with a chuckle.
"You're creeping me out man!" Stefan said, starting to panic.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, but please, may I come in?" the voice replied quite mockingly.
"Uhh, no, sorry, but… uhh… my parents... they're already sleeping upstairs... and they don't like being disturbed..." he stammered.
"Oh no, I won't be disturbing anyone, besides, I know you're alone there."
"You're crazy!!" Stefan shouted as he slammed the receiver down. As he picked it up again to call his aunt next door, the line went dead.
"What the..." *DING DONG* He stopped cold. He stood like that, mouth hanging open, unsure what to do. His instincts told him he should run outside right about now, using the back door, and that's what he did. He was headed towards his aunt's house, running as fast as his feet could carry him, not daring to look back even as he heard footsteps following him.
When he finally reached his Aunt Beth's house panting, he knocked wildly, shouting, "Aunt Beth!! Help! Please open up!" He risked a glance around him while waiting for the door to open. There was no one there.
The door opened, with his frowning aunt stepping out, already in her nightgown.
"What's wrong honey? You look like you've seen a ghost! Come on in then," her expression softened as she saw her nephew's frightened face.
"There was someone out there, following me. He called first, asking if he can come in. He knew I was alone, Aunt Beth!"
"Shhh, there, there, you're safe now," she hugged him, worried about what happened.
"He might still be outside," Stefan said as he looked out the window.
"I'm going to call the police, you just stay there and calm yourself down," she said as she proceeded to the kitchen for the telephone and to prepare some tea.
After a few minutes, Stefan related to his aunt and the police officers who came over what happened earlier - how he advertised his number on the phone, the calls he received, the doorbell ringing, and how he heard footsteps behind him as he ran over there.
The officers took down notes as they listened to what he said, but said they found no one outside when they searched the area. Their last instruction was to call again immediately if anyone suspicious comes over; they then double-checked the area as they headed back to the station.
Stefan and his aunt huddled together in the living room afterwards, sipping tea and watching TV. They woke up soon after that in the morning, with the tube still on, and their empty cups on the center table. They didn't realize they had slept. After breakfast, he thanked his aunt for her help as he started back for home, grateful that his parents were finally back.

As you can see, the story I wrote was quite pointless. But to my defense, all I can say is that I'm a ddic, I'm a ddicted to MU, and that I was so not in the mood when I wrote it. And to top it all off, I came to school earlier and was surprised to learn that we had a quiz and a long test in health care! The #$>?@% instructor gave a quiz about something she didn't even discuss to us, only to the other sections. She even had the audacity to be cross with us all throughout the period! The nerve!! I'm really starting to wonder what she's got up her ass when she comes to our class.

Alchemy

2004-12-12T09:30:00.000+08:00

WARNING!! This entry shows extreme excitement and graphic descriptions of RPG elements not normally heard in everyday life. Reader discretion is advised.

7wytSHARKS is reborn!! He is currently lvl 102 wearing excellent +7/8 legendary pants, gloves, and boots given by my classmate and his brother. 3 days of playing and an all-nighter was all it took! Can you imagine?! Back in MUph, it took almost 3 months to get to lvl 75. WAHAHA I'm so glad. I'm finally able to battle in Atlans too, using wicked spells like Blast and Aquabeam. Woohoo!! Look at me, I'm shiny!!

...meanwhile, back in real life, Jason's teeth hurt because his wisdom teeth are acting up again, but don't worry folks, he's all right. He is also quite groggy because of his marginally abnormal sleeping habit brought about by his playing of MU alchemy. It is also predicted that his grades will start to suffer because of this, as attested by his negligence of finishing his homeworks and studying for upcoming tests. Only time will tell what his future will be like if he keeps this up.

Find the Hidden Images... Called 3D Stereograms or Something

2004-12-06T17:53:00.000+08:00

Look for the little springy

Look for the little sharky

I can see Uranus!! hehe joke, it's just Saturn

Now find the little dino

The Day I Get to Wear the Uniform.. oh wait.. classes are suspended..

2004-12-02T07:42:00.000+08:00

What a way to waste a perfectly good morning. I was about to leave for school (wearing our white duty uniforms hehe) when I learned about the mass suspension. There was a torrent of people texting me telling me that we won’t have classes, and people asking me if there really are no classes.
And I already just gelled up my hair!! Does anyone know how much time and effort I spend each morning to make my hair look like the way it is, not some wild and overgrown lawn, not to mention the ungodly amount I use to tame it? Well at least it would still be put to good use. We’re going to SM again to exchange my white shoes - it’s maybe 1/2 to a full size too small. I didn’t notice until now because I didn’t have socks on when we bought it. For now I just have to avoid lying down or leaning my head onto anything. *YAWN* But I’m still sleeeeppyyyy…. ZZZzzzz

Turning Point

2004-12-01T19:15:00.000+08:00

Tomorrow we will finally don our white uniforms in accordance to hospital policy... that sounds too stiff... not even remotely expressing my to-the-brim excitement over finally wearing the quaint yet interesting outfit student nurses/ doctors get to wear. So, to start over: Yahoo! Excited akoo!! If school's suspended though, I'll find a way to get over it.
I meant to start this off kinda poetic, but then it ended up like this, oh well.

For those who don't know about my elf episode...

2004-11-08T19:20:00.000+08:00

It was maybe 2 or 3 days before the first day of first year highschool, I think, and I woke up early, around 4 or 5 am. I had this unbelievably mind-splitting headache that almost made me throw up. I didn't want to disturb anyone's sleep so I just kept myself still, in a sitting position in my bed, waiting for the waves of nausea to pass. I can't really remember what happened between then and there, but when my Mom finally woke up, she gave me medicine, gave me a towel bath, and whatever else parents do to sick children. She had me checked-up at the hospital, but they couldn't find anything physically wrong with me. Basically, I was as healthy as a 20-year-old athlete who just won gold medal in the olympics for running a hundred-mile lap, except for the fact that I had this unimaginabley excruciating migraine incapacitating me. So where else do province/ traditionalist folk go to when modern medicine fails? To the faith healers/ albularyos, of course. So anyway, we finally went to their den, and each successive event that led to my supposed "cure" were so bizzare that, looking back, I'm ready to believe that the whole thing was a dream, as blurry as it was. First, I had this consultation with an old lady that uses candle wax to find out what's wrong with a person. She lights the candle, and then lets it drip over a small basin of water. After that, she said that an elf, or more precisely "lamang-lupa," was infatuated with me, and I got sick that morning because he laid next to me that night. She even HAD to add that this elf was as handsome as me. So whatever, next I was made to drink the water the wax was dripped on - nothing special, tasted like ordinary water, with just a hint of wax. After that they told me to sit on the chair in the middle of a large open area. I was staring straight ahead thinking, "What the hell are these people?" as this man came and started massaging me tapotement style (chop-chop), while he kept making puking sounds (I didn't see if he really puked or not). Later on, they said that he did it to take out some of the sickness. With that done, we came back home with a few of them in tow. They searched the place and concluded that many spiritual entities, whole families of them even, were residing in our house, especially the basement. In order to make them leave, or at least let us be, they said we had to pray Hail Mary or something, I think, a thousand times a day. They even gave us this really loooooong rosary to guide us. We did that for a month, usually with just me, my mom, and sister, sharing the 1k prayers. True story.

Gemini :p

2004-11-08T18:26:00.000+08:00

I came across this site earlier researching about the langauge of Atlantis, and I can relate with it so much that it's scary! It's about my Zodiac sign, Gemini, and their description about me, personally, seems quite accurate. Well, to anyone who want to be bothered, here's what it said:

The TwinsMay 22 to June 21
TraditionalGemini traits
Adaptable and versatile
Communicative and witty
Intellectual and eloquent
Youthful and lively
On the dark side....
Nervous and tense
Superficial and inconsistent
Cunning and inquisitive

Gemini, the sign of the Twins, is dual-natured, elusive, complex and contradictory. On the one hand it produces the virtue of versatility, and on the other the vices of two-facedness and flightiness. The sign is linked with Mercury, the planet of childhood and youth, and its subjects tend to have the graces and faults of the young. When they are good, they are very attractive; when they are bad they are more the worse for being the charmers they are. Like children they are lively, and happy, if circumstances are right for them, or egocentric, imaginative and restless. They take up new activities enthusiastically but lack application, constantly needing new interests, flitting from project to project as apparently purposelessly as a butterfly dancing from flower to flower. To them life is a game which must always be full of fresh moves and continuous entertainment, free of labor and routine. Changing horses in the middle of the stream is another small quirk in the Gemini personality which makes decision making, and sticking to a decision, particularly hard for them.
Since they lack the quality of conscientiousness, they are apt to fight a losing battle in any attempts they make to be moral (in the widest sense of the word). Their good qualities are attractive and come easily to them. They are affectionate, courteous, kind, generous, and thoughtful towards the poor and suffering - provided none of the activities resulting from expressing these traits interferes too greatly with their own lives and comforts. They quickly learn to use their outward attractiveness to gain their own ends, and when striving for these they will use any weapon in their armory - unscrupulous lying, and cunning evasiveness; escaping blame by contriving to put it on other people, wrapped up in all the charm they can turn on. In their better moments they may strive to be honest and straightforward, but self-interest is almost always the victor. If things go against them, they sulk like children. Also like children, they demand attention, admiration, and the spending on them of time, energy and money, throwing tantrums if they don't get what they want. They reflect every change in their surroundings, like chameleons, and can become pessimistic, sullen, peevish and materialistically self-centered if circumstances force them to struggle in any way. If the conditions of life become really adverse, their strength of will may desert them entirely. They can become uncertain of themselves, either withdrawn, or nervously excitable worriers, sullenly discontented, hard and irritable, with "Self" looming ever larger in their struggles. On the other hand their versatility can make them very adaptable, adjusting themselves to control the world around them by means of their inherent ingenuity and cleverness.

Most Gemini have a keen, intuitive, sometimes brilliant intelligence and they love cerebral challenges. But their concentration, though intense for a while, does not last. Their mental agility and energy give them a voracious appetite for knowledge from youth onward, though they dislike the labor of learning. They easily grasp almost everything requiring intelligence and mental dexterity, and are often able to marry manual skills to their qualities of mind. Their intellect is strongly analytical and sometimes gives them so great an ability to see both sides of a question that they vacillate and find it hard to make decisions. But their intelligence may very well be used to control and unify the duality of their natures into a most efficient unit. If faced with difficulties, they have little determination to worry at a problem until they find a solution - they will pick the brains of others. In their intellectual pursuits, as in other departments of their lives, they risk becoming dilettantes, losing themselves in too many projects which they follow until they become difficult.
In love they are fickle, not intentionally so but because of the basic inconsistency of their emotional nature, which has an amoral aspect to it. Their is a side to Geminians which can become deeply involved emotionally, and another, hostile to sentimentality, which stands back from a romantic situation, laughing at it and the protagonists in it, including themselves while analyzing it intellectually. Gemini subjects take nothing seriously. So, in love, in spite of their temporary depth of feeling, for the intensity of involvement lasts only while it is new, they are superficial, light-hearted, cool, flirtatious and unimaginative in the understanding of the pain they may give others. They like intrigue, the excitement of the chase, but once they have caught the prey, they lose interest and look around for the next creature to pursue. In less serious situations they make witty, entertaining companions, good acquaintances rather than friends. Even at their worst they are never dull - there is usually playfulness below the surface, and they can be brilliant conversationalists - but they can also be quarrelsome, prattlers, boasters, liars and cheats.
Geminians can be successful in many walks of life though their general characteristics tend to make them unreliable. They are often skilled manipulators of language, in speech and writing, and may be: debaters, diplomats (though in politics they are more interested in theory than practice), orators, preachers (brilliant rather than profound), teachers, authors, poets, journalists, or lawyers. In business any work which combines quick-wittedness with a change of surroundings suits them; working as a traveling salesperson, brokerage work, or dealing with the public in any capacity is right up their alley. Because they are dispassionate, logical, rational and analytical they make good scientists, especially in the fields of medicine and astronomy. They can also make excellent members of the Armed Forces, for they take danger no more seriously than anything else and can earn themselves a reputation for devotion to duty and heroic acts. In the arts they may excel in music, painting and sculpture. They make good psychic researchers of a sceptical kind. Negatively they can degenerate into confidence tricksters, thieves and even adepts in the black arts.

LIKES
Talking
Novelty and the unusual
Variety in life
Multiple projects all going at once
Reading

DISLIKES
Feeling tied down
Learning, such as school
Being in a rut
Mental inaction
Being alone

The Essence Reached?

2004-10-28T21:30:00.001+08:00

*SIGH* Life gets more boring the older I get. I wish I could turn 7 again so the mysteries of (my) world wouldn't have gotten solved. I could stay up all night talking to ONE really interesting person from across the globe. Pero ngayon parang lahat wala nang kwents. Boring boring boring. Boring boring. Boring. Bakit ganito?? Porket sembreak lang ba?? Eh patapos na eh tsaka may nangyayari rin naman sakin kahit la pasok ah. Pero sayang walang allowance. Pero buti nalang may extra P 1,500 sa tuition kaya may pang-gastos. Sana kayang mag-reproduce ng pera, diba, para masaya. So napanood ko na White Chicks and Dollmaster. Corny and weird, respectively. DOllmaster medyo maganda na sana kaya lang walang kwenta mga taong nakasabay namin sa theater kaya walang thrill. Para silang doll, walang mga reaction. Pero at least medyo nakakatakot rin yung idea na iyon diba kaya ok lang. Anyway na-try rin namin kanina ung Firing Lane. Yun ung air rifle gamit. Awkward. Sana end of the world na. Tsaka sana ma-sama ako sa kukunin sa Rapture. Pero patay, pano yan, medyo ilang ako sa Bible ngayon? Ewan ko kasi kung outdated siya or kung ano naka-sulat dun is fixed and as is. Kasi naman dapat hindi na ko pinanganak para iba na magka-problema ng mga problema ko. Feeling ko naman napaka-bigat ng mga iyon... in a way tama. Sabi nga ni Ally McBeal sa Ally Mcbeal eh, "Because they're mine." Kaya masasabi ko lang, because their mine. Naintindihan niyo ba? Kasi feeling ko malabo akong tao. Mabigat problema ko para sakin kasi problema ko iyon. Odiba ang lalim. Kung hindi man, whatever, para sa akin malalim yun kasi mababaw ako. Teka.. may nangyayari ba? Parang ang haba ng entry ko ngayon, tsaka tipong rant and rave talaga yung theme/style. Wow okay. Nakamit ko na rin ang vision ko nung inisip kong gawin ang blog na 'to. Mayhaps I have reached a new level in my expression of self? O baka bored lang talaga ako. I opt for the latter. Oh well. Oo nga pala, try niyo manood ng Discovery Channel nang 8pm tuwing Friday - Mythbusters. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako manonood nun, at mas lalong hindi ko alam kung bakit ako nagyayaya. Pero baka interesting... sana. One more thing, I'm at the crossroads of my life. I'm debating over a choice I'm not even sure I could make. Pero it would lead to a life more negative than not, I think. Pero I want to stand up for myself for once - to feel that I actually have a future and to take on a hell-be-damned attitude. Pero katulad ng mga mood ko, this "urge" comes and goes as it pleases. Takot naman ako to act on impulse kasi usually mababagabag (yes, na-ka-ka-pag-pa-ba-ga-bag) lang ako kung ganon. Siguro I'll just go with the flow for now, take a feel on what may be right for me. Pero that's already my choice isn't it? Ahhh, the complexities of life.

I've Finally Experienced What It's Like; Me Me Me Me Me

2004-10-19T09:19:00.000+08:00

Yey we went wall climbing! I really wanted to do that for a long time. Okay so, to keep count, we already went rappelling and wall climbing, so all that's left for me to experience before I'm finally ready to die are: fishing in a NATURAL environment, skydiving, bungee jumping, do a cartwheel, being able to whistle/ snap my fingers, and badminton forever.... oh and being dubbed the richest bastard in the universe -- yeah, baby, yeah!

WHAT IM FEELING RIGHT NOW:
hunger
ache
sleepiness
boredom

WHAT I DO WHEN NO ONE'S WATCHING:
talk by myself
look at myself in the mirror then either laugh or get scared
play "catch the little ball thrown at the wall over and over again"
watch comedy shows and laugh as much as I want
take a picture of myself about a hundred times just to have not more than 5 decent ones come out
sing
cry at mushy fics where really great people die
edit my pics
once in a rainbow moon that shines black when looked at only with the left eye, exercise
allow myself to experience pure and unadulterated sloth
paint
draw
whatever the fuck I want to, I'm freeeeee whoooooooooo!

What Would You DO?

2004-10-19T09:09:00.000+08:00

What would you do if you've come face to face with a monster/demon/ghost? Kasi napansin ko lang sa mga movies, mga Japanese mapa-paralyze tapos bago mamatay tsaka sila sisigaw, mga Kano naman paiba-iba (depende ata sa edad), mga bata sigaw tapos takbo (magkahiwalay), mga teens paralyzed pero ung mga kamay naghahanap ng pampukpok, mga matured naman... di ko alam eh, kc madalang lang naman sila ma-feature sa mga ganung eksena, tapos mga Pinoy naman, takbo habang sumisigaw ng mahabang "ahhhhhhhhhhh." Ako kaya? Paano ako magre-react? Pero feeling ko hindi ako sisigaw eh. Siguro tipong Japanese style drama ko... hmm... o kaya takbo lang agad, no delays... siguro nga.

Joke Time

2004-10-17T07:16:00.000+08:00

My joke ako para sa inyo. Anyway, I'd just like to let everyone know that this is the first old-school joke I've ever thought of, so pls. be nice hehe. Pero, parang si Sansan and Fifishy lang makaka-relate... so, here goes...

Bakit ayaw ko sumama sa Puerto Galera?
Kasi yoko ng mga bitch (beach), gusto ko ng whores (horse [referring to horse-back riding in Baguio]).

Ho, uhmm, yeah... I hope I didn't just humiliate myself.

WHY?!

2004-10-14T14:20:00.000+08:00

See something wrong here??

Taken by Tiu

Tidbits

2004-10-14T09:30:00.000+08:00

Random tidbits of thoughts coming from a fic I'm currently reading:

Is it peer pressure that makes you smoke dope for the first time? Or is it just the sudden realization that it is normal and accepted in your current circle...that the very 'taboo' behind it doesn't exist anymore?" And if THAT'S the case....did the taboo ever exist at all, or were the people outside of that circle the ones who have got it backwards?

Skill, without control...is a waste of talent
Power, without focus...is a waste of energy
Speed, without direction....is a waste of time
Anger, without caution.....is a total waste

Kala Ko Pagtri-tripan Ako

2004-10-09T08:30:00.000+08:00

A classmate of my sister invited me to come with them to his house to watch movies. He explained that there were no other males coming except for him (and me if I went with them) so his mother might jump to conclusions. They consisted of 5 girls and him. Anyway, they were fun to be with, in a sense, discounting the fact, of course, na nahihiya ako kasi hindi ko sila ganun ka-close, tsaka naiilang ako kasi nandun ate ko. Ok so I was saying they were fun/ny, especially this one girl who kind of reminded me of Nalian. She was a complete kenkoy and a die-hard laugher.
So the movies we watched were a portion of Feng Shui (the dvd was damaged), a portion of Anaconda 2 (it was boring), and Wrong Turn (an ok suspense-thriller, action/gore movie about mutants who eat humans). We didn't get to watch Resident Evil 2 because it was already late.
On the way home (it was about 10:30 pm), we didn't notice the earthquake. That's just unfair.

I'm Weird

2004-10-07T14:00:00.000+08:00

I don't know what's with me. I was going to buy an internet card in Mini-Stop, but I guess eating snacks while surfing appealed to me, so I picked a bag potato chips. Then I saw that it was a "beer-match" too, so I ended up buying a can of beer even though I know it's bad for me (because I have a cold). So, while watching tv and eating the chips, I was forcing myself to gulp down mouthfuls of beer -- yes, you read right, force. When finally I finished about 3/4's of it and about to throw it out, I was wondering how people come to like it. Then I thought, "Hey, if they can eat vegetables, they can drink beer (referring to adults). Hmm, but what about the adolescent drinkers? Do they eat vegetables too?" To that I had no answer, so I let my thoughts wander.

Anyway, a while back, I thought of smoking too. No real reason, it just popped into my head. I guess I'd like to feel light-headed again. I wonder why. But I'm really itching to smoke right now... just one, really.

The Truth Shall Set You Free

2004-10-05T12:20:00.000+08:00

Or would it? Honestly, if I ever hear this phrase uttered by a person I know, I would shout or slug him/her. People are so close-minded and "sensitive"/ "self-conscious" that telling the truth would either get me whupped or be considered an insensitive, hurtful prat. Whatever. Or better yet, DARE ME hehe.

Feng Shui Movie Review

2004-09-17T20:35:00.000+08:00

Lousy acting, lousy script, good story, nice sounds. If you want a movie you can scream at, this is a good choice, if you can manage to stop the bouts of laughter in between screams. I don't really know if the comedy in this is deliberate or overlooked. I mean, we weren't the only ones who laughed at it. You can only REALLY appreciate it, though, if you do irony and sarcasm.

For those who are planning to watch it, I don't really want to spoil the story, since it's the only thing worth your P71. But these are the scenes you have to watch out for, they're killers!: dropping lizard, Chunky corned beef, year of the Horse, children always being exposed to dangerous situations, first scene in mother-in-law's house, and death of lizard. These are actually what I found funny, especially the last two, which I think have script errors. A person asked one thing, and then another replies something irrelevant, or ignored.

And what the hell, I usually don't notice this, but what lousy acting by Kris, really!

Finished

2004-09-17T08:55:00.000+08:00

Okay, so yesterday was not the day, but today is!! Yes! I finally finished. ALL HAIL EARLY MORNING PRODUCTIVITY!! Someone congratulate me, quick haha.
For the next two days I can finally relax and enjoy not having classes (as if I haven't already). But still, no more pressing concerns.

Only two weeks left, and it's sem break already. I'm thinking of painting on the big canvass during that time, but I don't know what to paint and who to paint for yet.. I mean, I can't really paint for myself, it would just gather dust here at home. Hmm, maybe I'll try doing a portrait of the person I'll give it to?? But it'd just be a disaster, I'm not that skilled yet haha. So, any ideas, anyone??

WTH Am I To Do?

2004-09-16T15:40:00.000+08:00

Ok we are at a PC shop near Perpetual College, we just ate at KFC and just passing time here. I really need to go home now to do the report, because today is the day I will finish it. Sana lang hindi brown-out sa bahay.

I'm bored. I'm also poor now because I gave my money to my sis to pay for our cellphones.

And to the people from CGH, if any, try Mr. Ayson's brownies, masarap! Kahit medyo disappointing yung cookies niya, sobrang ok yung brownies promise! May chocolate toppings on top of smooth and soft cake, with just the right amount of chewy texture. The type na you can chew but it won't stick to your teeth, yung natutunaw agad. Wow sarap. And it's only P12!! Get it before I eat it all!!

So Much To Do So Little Time

2004-09-16T06:00:00.000+08:00

I hate power failures! Yesterday's lasted from 4pm-9pm! It totally ruined my plans of working on my Lit. report! OMG I'm going to be late! AHHH! haha do I sound desperate and worried enough?

But anyway, I think this year's foundation week is quite a success, what with all the new attractions and booths, it's actually become quite interesting, although I don't stay there much. I usually just go to sign the attendance sheet, then go around doing stupid things and laughing my head off, then go back home to do some typing, then again to school for the 5pm attendance, after that I scout for stupid things I could do again. Man I wish we could have an early sem break. I hate studying. I hate doing homework. I hate school. But I guess w/o it, life's going to be boring as hell, or harder than it. So don't take my complains seriously, I'm just an average student thinking universal thoughts. And oh, just so people know, my throat is still raw from all the cheering and shouting I did, so I sound funny- just like the time I was hitting puberty hehe.

Today is the day I will finish this blasted report. Only 13 more pages to go (I already have 2 lol). I will make it even if it's the last thing I do (yeah, I love citing stupid cliches). Today is the day.

Moving On - for Eli

2004-09-14T08:10:00.000+08:00

Mountains soar up high, with height challenging and distance taunting,

Rain drops hard and loud, like tears commiserating and cold suiting,

Flowers gently sway, though beauty fading and scents dulling,

Hearing music play, but ears unhearing and heart unminding,

We move on.

As we forever trek this life, noting things passing us by,

Expecting because hope is rife, then realize it's all a lie,

Reaching over for a knife, but what about those we leave when we die?

We move on.

Friends are disappearing,

Faces are changing,

Love is gone,

Faith is lost,

Time paces indifferently,

World revolves blithely,

So we move on.

Wounds bleed, leaders lead, watchers heed, mothers feed, tenders weed,

Shadows loom, explosions boom, cars zoom, optimists goon,

Feelings hurt, answers curt, expletives blurt,

Bullet kills, time heals,

Move on

1st Day of the Foundation Week

2004-09-13T18:00:00.000+08:00

Ahhh, I finally put my feet down. This has been a long day full of walking, first with the foundation day parade, next with the long walk to the LRT station, then walking around the mall (Robinson's PLACE- just ate lunch there and went to the arcade), and finally jogging from the 1st floor to the 6th of the CGH Building just to catch up w/ the elevator. Our auditorium is located there, with today's feature as "Nostalgia," a musical variety show.

I missed seeing my section's/batch's basketball match against another year level just to watch the overrated variety show. Also, I think my sister had a match then too- she's in the female basketball team, which I, of course, missed. The show went on from 3pm-5pm, full of students imitating music videos and performances. It would have been nicer if I actually saw their faces, but NooOOoo, I was stuck in the back, because it was already packed. Yes, I know, I'm bitter.

Tomorrow's feature would be Mr. and Ms. Nursing, and on wednesday, Song and Dance Competition. I've only got a ticket for the variety show, so I guess I can't watch either, unless someone out there would be kind enough to give me extra tickets ahem ahem.

My Diseases

2004-09-13T06:13:00.000+08:00

Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with Jason's Disease
Cause:	stress
Symptoms:	frequent loss of weight, tunnel vision, sparks
Cure:	don't do it again
Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:

Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with Julvember's Disorder
Cause:	cursed amulet
Symptoms:	hydrophobia, pyromania, excessive tallness
Cure:	take one and a half purple crystals every day before meals
Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:

The World Conspired Against Me

2004-09-13T05:15:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was a totally unproductive day! After writing down my previous entry, I watched tv for a few moments, then noticed what would be a start of a mind-numbing headache (you know, a slightly light, rhythmic punding on your temples), so I quickly put myself to bed to miss it. That was about 1 pm, but then I keep waking up with this terrible feeling on my head and an impression that I'm still sleepy, so closed my eyes again and tried to sleep... this vicious cycle went on for up to about 6 pm, when I finally decided I can bear the diminished ache. So I did the easiest assignment, took a bath, ate, and then relaxed.

And then today I wake up to find that the pic on my blog doesn't load. WTH's going on??

EDIT (after about 3 mins): haha it finally loaded.

Designing This Blog

2004-09-12T09:15:00.000+08:00

Didn't know editing this page could be such fun haha. I spent about 2 hours already, looking for accessories to be used here (got links from Eli's page), writing down my profile, putting down (or is it up?) links, enticing people to visit it... etc. Anyway, I've yet to get a hit counter, guestbook, and whatever else I can put in it.
Also, my PC doesn't crash anymore whoohoo! But I'm still counting the minutes when it finally does happen - hey, you can never be too sure. Ooohh, I just remembered, I've got tons of homework to do! Arrgh!
+Note to self: write down a quotation that's been lurking in the deep recesses of my mind for quite a while now, finish all the written reports you have to do, drink plenty of water, and take a bath! (such heatness here in Philippines, people like me not used)

What's the hell's happened?

2004-09-11T21:20:00.000+08:00

My PC keeps crashing! Is it a virus.. a hardware failure?? What am I to do?? Damn my brother, why can't he just fix this damn thing?! The most recent crash actually interrupted my viewing of my classmates' blogs (hi guys!) I was just about to start w/ Mimi's, not yet on Bern's and Winnie's, and finished w/ Tin's and Jas's, and of course w/ Eli's- if you're reading, is there something wrong w/ ur tagboard? It doesn't seem to post.. I'd also like to ask who were those people in your pic? hehe.
Anyways, lots of people are reacting right now to my pic on friendster hehe, it's nice having someone laugh at it, although i don't know whether to take it as an insult or complement. So go ahead and look too!
Hmm, got to post this right away b4 this junk crashes again!

Personality Assessment

2004-09-10T20:25:00.000+08:00

Okay so I was doing my oral report in front of the class, swaying back and forth stupidly to.. actually I don't know why, and kept being tongue-tied, when our teacher said that she didn't know I was a shy person, because she'd always thought of me as some kind of a siga (in her own words). Well, I ignored the comment and just smiled at her, then continued reporting. (This was before the NAT scores were handed out)
But honestly, I was kinda surprised.. I mean me.. in class?? I wouldn't have been surprised if it were outside the class, when I'm not with anyone, because when I walk in corridors or places w/ many people, I get self-conscious so I just assume an arrogant look and stare straight ahead, without looking at the others (except those in front of me). Hmm, I guess that's why most people's first impression of me is bad: a snob and suplado haha. But that's how most people who are passive are judged, with passive meaning those who won't talk to you unless you talk to them, those that are of a shy nature hehe. But I just can't help it. :p

Eventually Better

2004-09-10T13:15:00.000+08:00

This day started really bad, so what else could happen but it to get better? (good thing it didn't get worse lol). The problem w/ my classmates/groupmates got resolved, our oral recitation's finally over, the NAT (Nursing Aptitude Test) results came back, and my schedule for today is only two hours.
Okay so the result of my NAT is 99+ percentile rank and.. get ready for this.. 800 (perfect)!! I can not believe it, like, oh-my-gah! Haha lumalandi na. When my teacher was handing out the results and announced that I got perfect score, I was actually frowning as I walked to get it because I was wondering how the heck it happened. I mean, I thought I got a low grade.. I was expecting a 96 percentile rank at most and 90 at least. Thank God! And when my classmates applauded at a cue from our instructor, all I could do was stick out my tongue from between my smiling lips, while, head bowed down, returned to my seat. I was debating whether I should do something funny, like taking a bow, or suggesting that I make a speech, or saying "oh well" nonchalantly w/ a shrug, or maybe shouting WORSHIP ME WORSHIP ME w/ my arms outstretched, but I thought they might see it as mayabang or mahangin (how come?) hehe so that was all I did. Haha oh well.

Continuation

2004-09-10T09:30:00.000+08:00

Ok I'll start w/ the bed bath because it's less personal. Every Health Care RLE (Related learning Experience), we do a return-demo where we demonstrate certain nursing skills and procedures to our CI (clinical instructors). Examples are: oral care for unconscious patients, shaving a man's beard, bed making, bed shampoo, back massage, assisting in ROM (range of motion) exercises, and MLT (moving, lifting, and transferring). But this is about bed bath, so... each person was assigned to get a partner of the same sex, b/c duh it's bed bath. Males were supposed to wear only cycling shorts and underwear; females sando, cycling and underwear, so you can imagine the anxiety. Oh btw, our CI for this skill is a female. But moving on, I've already changed to my cycling shorts and bathrobe, but when we got there, she announced that there was no more water (hear the applause?), so we don't need to actually HAVE a bath. So instead of wearing nothing, we got to wear our shirts haha. And we only took 30 minutes for it, while it normally takes 1 hour up to 1 and a half hour. But we finished on 6:30 so I missed hxh.. again.. hehe, and that was the time when Killua's father was fighting Kuroro, the leader of Geneiryodan, one of my fave episodes lol.
I feel this is a nice enough way to end this, so I won't bother writing about any other stuff, at least until I decide otherwise.

FIRST POST

2004-09-09T22:05:00.000+08:00

Wow, nice. My first time creating a web journal. Anyway, right now is a really confusing time for me - too much emotions and feelings crammed together. I'm angry/disappointed at some of my classmates and supposedly "friends", happy because I just got home from shopping (although the bliss comes from the things bought, not the experience), exhausted because my legs are still stiff from playing badminton yesterday and again with walking around the mall, and maybe a little bit surprised and pleased that someone *coughelicough* texted me and said such nice things (missing me and wanting to spend time and still updating each other [aww ain't that sweet?]) because I thought we were loosing contact.

Anyway, these are the things that happened in the mall. I was w/ my mom coz there was no one else I could invite, and I didn't want to go alone (I have to have someone carry all the bags hehe). I bought a way cool pouch, an uber wicked sling bag, a classic cap from bench/, a really really really small umbrella w/c could fit in a pocket and is actually lighter than my previous cellphone (remember the v100?), a cool bandana, and a new shirt. Too bad I missed watching hxh b/c of traffic on the way home. Also, in Amercan Boulevard, I came across one of my classmates (and also my sister's friend). It was funny because we were both really surprised seeing each other there, she was even still wearing our school uniform. But sadly I was really in a hurry so we only had time having a short, casual conversation, and then I sped off.

So... this is it for while, I have to sleep now. I'll just post tomorrow about the disappointment thing. Oh and about my return-demo on the nursing skill: bed bath *shudder* hehe.