the flying spaghetti monster

if you have doubts with your belief, enlighten yourself with pasta and meatballs and get to know the flying spaghetti monster!

we had our cl day awhile ago. we did a praise and worship session which was really fun, except that i can't jump because my knee is still acting like a real bitch, no it's a beeyotch. no again, i insist on calling it a bumble bitch because it's hurting like a bee sting. not really, whatever i'll just call anyone i hate a bumble bitch.

after recess we had this facilitating thing where we're grouped with the other levels. what i found amusing was three of us in our group are non-catholics. hehe.

then came the event that i've been trying to think over and over if i can do it or not. i'm really more of a keyboardist, an inferior keyboardist, but not a guitarist, and most especially not an electric guitarist. it was my first time to actually play on an electric guitar. at first it seemed wrong, coz i'm not yet used to it but then i have to get used to it because, i don't know. hehe.

during our last run in the podium, i felt good (but still shy). i was thinking a lot of what the hypercritics. i am not good, seriously. i just know how to play, but i'm not good.

oo na.

there is someone in our batch whom i despise a lot. i'd like to call her the batch bitch.

she scowls at a good performance, destructively criticizes everything that she won't gain from and is a certified attention-seeker.

karma will surely get back on me for this.

no room for procastination

but look at what i'm doing. great.
i'm not yet in the mood to do my homeworks, i somehow believe that being driven is part of becoming focused, and i don't have a drive with my schoolworks... like, who has?

no room for procastination - no.1 in my new year's resolution. i keep on delaying things... the next thing i knew i'm alreeady sprawled on my bed dreaming of ghastly scenes (because i forgot to pray)...

quit nail biting - is no.2. it's a really nasty habit that i've been trying to avoid ever since i practically discovered that my nails look horrible in colored nail polish. go figure.

i keep on reminding myself that Henry Sy graduated from FEU. it sort of became a consolation thought to me who will recieve two rejection letters in the following month. if all else fails, try the failsafe.

tomorrow is the preliminary defense of our investigatory project. we met awhile ago to discuss certain matters. i was both nervous and excited... nervous that i will stutter and fidget and not finish any sensible sentence at all. excited because we're supposed to do a sales-talk... by which we are to convince the teacher that our product is not trash and that you are making the right descision of buying it.
you see, i like sales-talking... especially when you really get to convince the consumer to buy the product.

i am still thinking if i should write an appeal to ADMU. sounds like a desperada, i know... but i haven't passed anything yet. if UP is meant for me, they can just throw my appeal and move on... but if it is not in God's will for me to pass my dream university, i have my fingers crossed on my appeal.

but if the western stroke of luck didn't come my way, FEU will surely bring me the news that will make my day.

as i have been trying to embedd on my stubborn head, it doesn't matter where you graduated from. it's your ABILITY to survive life and make the right decisions that count.

anyway, not everything that counts can be counted.

i haven't done my comex 13 yet. about the difficulties and joys of being young.
i mean, you could be young and free but at the same time young and stupid.
you might have unlimited actions but that also means you are prone to make unlimited mistakes too.
being young is something we look back on when we're old. just like how we look forward to grow old and successful now that we're young.

life can get distractingly ironic.

on to the rough side of life

i failed twice.
i feel so depressed but i have to get over it quick before i acquire suicidal tendencies. LoL, i might even scratch myself to death with the blunt edge of my parlor hair clips. fortunately, i don't want to die yet. not with the reason of failing an entrance exam not once, but twice (and who knows if it repeats for the third time). that is just too shallow for me to end my freakin' life.

anyhow, who cares if i don't pass? like inez said (or tagged), it doesn't make me a lesser person. i know God has bigger plans for me (and my dearest karlita). we just have to wait.

for the meantime, i am consoling myself with the thoughts of going to FEU-fern and be successful like Henry Sy and Lucio Tan. They weren't the most oustanding students in their classes but they made a very big impact in our economy today. who knows what awaits me who has failed a lot? or rather, me who has experienced a generous amount of failures? have pity on me Lord.

mom treated me to starbucks anyway so i'm sort of relieved. i told you, coffee is VERY therapeutic in my case.

it's my fault i failed. i didn't study well, my grades sucked and i'm not focused on my goals. i've learned my lesson.

meet the new arianne.
still the internet junkie that she is but is promising to be a more focused student from now on. it's never too late for changes you know.

ang saklap naman nito. wala parin akong pinapasahan.

my palm pilot broke

who's to be blamed?
my freakin' sister! she dropped my bag! she didn't know one of my precious material pocessions was there. what a fitch!
i mean, this is what happened. i think she got mad at me for refusing to help her with her egyptian music research. before i knew she murdered my palm, i even told her that i'll let her borrow it for her project but when i came upstairs to check, the screen was cracked and it now looked like a blown up piece of technology. sad.
but i didn't cry! i didn't even think of getting back at her. maybe it was one of my priced posessions but i'm not attached onto it. maybe if she burned my 'dare to fail' book i'll burn her algebra book too.

anyway, ACET results are now out! i still don't know what's my status is. i guess i'll have to check the site again tomorrow.
awhile ago i was chatting with adri, i asked her to ask jami if i also passed. she replied, 'ewan ko'.

mehn, those two words blew my head off. all the while i was thinking i didn't pass! i thought she looked for my name and didn't find it. after that i cried.
i cried on my bed, i punched my turtle stuffed toy and i played the guitar... something which is not exactly a form of stress relief for me but a form of forgetting something... and i failed. i shouted random things to God (no swears! LoL) and thought of happy thoughts.

oh well, i settled things when i asked jami if she looked for my name. i was praying to God that her answer should be NO. and he answered it.
hehe.

i'm very thankful because i reached my quota for today's AVON catalogue in just 3 days! i actually put a quota on myself so that i'll work extra hard in earning money. i said that i should reach at least P500 comission on every catalogue. as of now i currently have 594 on count and i'm wishing that everyone who ordered will pay no later than next week. :D
thank you God.

i don't feel bad anymore. thank you Lord.

'today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.'

i'm currently reading: the sisterhood of the traveling pants 1 - ann brashares

imagination is more important than knowledge

do you agree? well that's according to Einstein.
anyway, school didn't start as bad as i thought it would be.
sometimes during long weekends and breaks, i'm somewhat looking forward to going back to school already. i'm excited over all the funny moments in the classroom, it is definitely something to look forward to, everyday.
there's not a day that something funny didn't happen.

in school, there are LOADS of things you can laugh about!
and i guess that's what i go to school for, to get my daily dose of laughter.
...which reminds me of the few remaining weeks that we're going to consume before graduation. sad. it feels like i don't want to leave senior life anymore.

i was imagining a lot of things awhile ago. my mind is wandering off to dreamland... the pictures in my planner are just too scrumptiuous. maki, choco mousse, starbucks, chocolates... aaahh! heaven.

we had the outstanding award voting awhile ago. it was damn hard! i don't know a lot of my batchmates' talents (hell! like they know mine?!) that's why i kept on repeating the same names. my choices are insufficient... some of them don't even deserve the award but i don't care. i'm not the one counting the votes anyway.


tomorrow is our feast day! i'm excited! no classes! just the mass, a presumably boring talk about Mary's motherhood, food, and film viewing... joy.

yay! may planner na ko!

it's actually a company planner my dad purchased but instead of dreaming of a starbucks planner which generally isn't something i want to spend my whole wealth with, i just asked dad for and extra planner and since the look is plain black with silver letterings 2006... i kind of personalized it. :D



uhm.. well that's the front. :D

i'm not yet ready for school tomorrow.
i'm quite sad that this has been the last day i watched Cinderella and April Kisses =(

well. whatever...
uhm. hindi talaga ako makuntento... this is one of my previous layouts... :D
i just want something red that's all.

you know what i hate with evening news?
they'll greet you "MAGANDANG gabi" and proceed with the bad news after.

quoted from mike enriquez, "...dahil hindi natutulog ang balita limang tao- patay..."
what the?
funny.

i realized something. it's okay if people LAUGH at you, instead naman of having people CRY over you diba?
i mean, nakatulong ka pa pag may napatawa ka... it's healthy.
as i've read somewhere...
everything is funny as long as it is happening to somebody else. :D