take me somewhere else but here

i want to go out somewhere, i just don't know where and who to bring with me. well, i already have enough money to go mall strolling but something's stopping me. the need to save money!!!

sometimes i really hate my sister. (for the shallow reason of) she's not washing the dishes anymore and i hate it when she uses her worn-out reasons that she still has to pack her things up and study. grr, i'm stuck again with the disgusting left overs. i wish i had a witch blood in me so that i can just levitate things here and there and make the sponge and dishwashing liquid to do its work.

i'm being maarte. oo na, eh nakakatamad naman talaga maghugas ng pinggan eh, ang lamig ng tubig, and lakas ng hangin, kulang nalang makatulog na ko.

that's why i hate eating lunch at home on sundays, it means someone has to wash the dishes and the choices will always be me or my dad. that's why there's SM in front of our church, so that we can eat steamy teriyaki rice bowls in yoshinoya and never worry about washing them afterwards. then we don't have enough bugdet. blech!!

i'm enjoying the whole 'being productive' thing by not procastinating. i swear, i felt really good after finishing my homeworks to see that's it only 9pm. wahaha, achievement! then i'll just get lost in my books.

by the way, i've finished reading my 12th book of the school year: narnia 3 - the horse and his boy.
the story is really for the geeky kiddos out there, the only things i like about it are the talking beasts of narnia, the big fonts and the big spacing. The last two are a must in every book. i get sleepy at the sight of compressed words. anyway, i finished it and i'm quite happy.

here are the last three books i'm going to read:
by the river piedra i sat down and wept - paulo coehlo (currently reading)
the catcher in the rye - jd salinger
narnia 1 - the magician's nephew - cs lewis (subject to change)

daily (boring) encounters

what's driving me now?
i'm having withrawal syndromes with not taking in caffeine. i crave, then later i get a headache because i really really want to drink some fappe but then i couldn't. it's very hard to lose against yourself. why? because you don't know how to make it up to YOU. that's why the best bets are bets you deal with yourself, you vs. you. that way you will be more disciplined. try it, it works.

i've been struggling a week of no procastination, it sure's keeping my grades in a stable manner. i can see the progress, it's a shame that i only realized that method now, 4th yr-4th quarter.

new seating arrangements. it was okay, i don't really care who sits on my left or right, as long as i'm on the side with my left-armed chair. i can live with that.

i'm reading a lot of books and i love it! :D

the bored

Your Scholastic Strength Is Innovating

You are the master of new ideas, techniques, and ways of looking at things. You are talented at structuring thoughts, decision making, clarifying, and making deadlines. You should major in: Marketing Psychology Desigin Cognitive Science Economics Photography

What Should You Major In?

a talaga?

You Are Balanced - Realist - Empowered

You feel your life is controlled both externally and internally. You have a good sense of what you can control and what you should let go. Depending on the situation, you sometimes try to exert more control. Other times, you accept things for what they are and go with the flow. You are a realist when it comes to luck. You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random. You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you... But you do your best to try to make your own luck. You have a good deal of power, but you also know the pecking order. You realize that working the system does get you further. You know who to defer to and who to control. When it comes to the game of life, you play things flawlessly.

The Three Dimension Luck and Power Test

hmm... nice.

You Are 18 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

a ok.

You Should Drive a Ford Shelby Mustang Cobra

You have an extreme need for speed, even when you're not in a hurry. And while your flying by, you don't want to look like every other car on the road!

What 2007 Car Should You Drive?

ayos!

You Are a Frappuccino

At your best, you are: fun loving, sweet, and modern At your worst, you are: childish and over indulgent You drink coffee when: you're craving something sweet Your caffeine addiction level: high

What Kind of Coffee Are You?

oi. ang galing nito ah, saktong sakto sa iniisip ko! :D

oh happy day!

you don't have to count the number of times i've mentioned that i love pamayanan.

i recall those times before schoolyear starts when i was spreading the news to my friends that, 'hey, i dreamt that i'll be in sandiwa!' and my silly little post of ranking my most to least favorite classrooms (most-sandiwa, least-pamayanan) basing on the convinience of the spot.

but where am i now?
God put me to shame the time i realized that my name wasn't listed in any of my toplisted classrooms. i thought i already knew what was going to happen, that i'll be in sandiwa, near the cr and the locker, because i dreamt of it. i thought i could decide my unknown future already. but no, he put me into the least of my dreamt-of future and sad as it was to admit that i am a fraud foreteller, i have to accept the fact. but then, it was all well worth it to be part of pamayanan.

our classroom is the worstly positioned classroom of all, did you know that?
we have neighbors who beg us silence just to enjoy the sound of reciepts printing on their old fashioned epson printers and...
we have to hold on tight for the next 50 meters just to reach the comfort room and spill out what's needed to be spilled.


nevertheless, i have no regrets.
i'm not complaining. :)

hm. although there happened to be a mishap during one battle scene, i know she'll be fine. and she is, actually.

yay! our commercial won! yay!
congratulations to all those who won in the english week!

good news, good news! i already finished 'the sisterhood of the travelling pants'
it's now time for 'the valkyries - paulo coehlo'!!

i have a semi-bad news though, shane is slowly exiting my brain.
but i won't give up, i'll still make a 'shane is my homegirl' shirt!!

mass tomorrow!

oh hatred, what joy!

currently listening to: footloose - kenny loggins

i've been working so hard
keep punchin' my card
8 hours, for what?

first the strain, and now the muscle pain
the only inspiration i'm enjoying now is shane
life has been terribly annoyed at me
now, there's nothing left good enough to see

i promised myself no starbucks till graduation
i think that'd help a bit in my condition
but seeing that i have no discipline
i don't think i can fast a week without a frappe with whipped cream

heh. whatever.
i'm 69% in accouting.
senior life can be so damn demanding
i don't care if it's not rhyming!!!!!!!

we have to stand up against karakuch!
ano, tusukin ko kaya sila ng kinakalawang na brooch?

ayoko na wala na ko maisip. =P

alam mo, nakakainis ka! sipain kita eh!

DIY ok?

one of things i learned about life is that it teaches you to become more and more tolerable to pain. life taught me not to cry for a long time because the more i cry the more i can't concentrate on the solution. crying is a way of bringing out your emotions but it is also hindering you from finding the solution.

i hate people who are so dependent to others. people who can't stand alone by herself, even with the smallest things like going to the bathroom or eating in the canteen.

i hate people who cry over little things. when you feel bad, do something that will make you feel better even if it means doing it on your own. just don't lurk and cry in the corner. it's irritating, it's guilt tripping. ~_-

i'm not saying i rarely cry, i do cry but the challenge is how to get over it quick. no one wants to live in misery forever.

oh sucky day. i was watching '100 days with mr. arrogant' and suddenly the laptop gave up. i was freakin in the middle of the movie! good Lord, help me. we don't have any DVD player around except for our beloved duct-taped laptop. =(

i hope mara gets to borrow 'the L word' from her sister's friend. i really WANT to watch it. i mean, i really want to watch SHANE. =D

yeah shane

i'm so into shane mccrutcheon right now.

we just had our last recollection yesterday. it was really fun, it's not mushy (just like how i want it to be) and both of my parents came. it made me feel extra blessed! i love them.
i love my classmates. i'm going to miss pamayanan. as i've told you before, we all get along well AND the people i hate are distributed within the other sections! hehe.

you know what, i printed a bond paper sized picture of shane. i wrote down a silly lesbian poem for her which includes my confusion and her being so androgynously HOT. i treasured that piece of paper, i stuck it in my pocket everytime and i look on it as often as i could because i want to relive the feeling of getting my giddy hormones worked up. you know what i mean, it's been a long time since i last felt infatuation and it really is a BIG MEGA HUGE COLOSSAL DISTRACTION. last time i was infatuated with tony sun, and prior to that... uh.. blue (quite lucky to be the only non-celebrity in the group). before going to sleep i gently put masking tape on my extra-crumpled and heavily-creased sheet of inspiration and stuck it on the wall beside me, for a hopefully shane-filled dream (i said shane, not katherine) but God refused to! probably trying to tell me that "hey, i have set a GUY for you in the future. don't get your hopes up on that lesbo" ... hehe. God would be so cool if he talked like a hippie.

i brought shane's picture with me during the morning prayer and accidentally left it. i went to check it back in the chapel but it's not there anymore. i panicked. the poem i wrote stupidly has my name on it and whatever message the reader gets in it will probably be between the lines of "what a rude girl! bringing this stuff on a recollection? and.. what is this? she's infatuating over a lesbian character in a lesbian tv series?"

you know what? whatever.

my heart leaped a thousand steps to hell when bro. bernard told me that he saw it, read it, and left it on the windowsill (but it got lost again). he even helped me find it! i was confused, maybe he didn't get the fishy stuff in it and maybe he doesn't know i'm arianne. i'm glad.

i'm tired of singing. i want to rest!

hey hey hey! i passed the USTET! com-pre-com.
now i could oppose to one of paulo coelho's quotes in 'the alchemist', if the same thing happened twice already, it is bound to repeat for the third time.

i have to print another picture. :D