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Thursday, March 23, 2006

how to endure graduation practices

awhile ago's encounter with our highschool teachers was very sentimental for almost everybody cried... except me. i just can't bring out my tears, maybe i didn't see the sentiment of the moment at that time. then they started hugging the teachers, i can't do it. i just don't want to. and in the end i didn't hug anyone. i must be most unsentimental person that time. the highlight for me was the pinning of the school logo pins. the pins were really nice. ms. platon pinned it to me and my rowmates... i also told her i saw her in SM edsa last sunday in her reese('s?) shirt. hehe.

the rest of the day's theme revolved around

"how to endure grad practices"

my tips are horrible... but it might as well work for you
1. bring candies (personal favorite: stork). i usually bring 9 every morning but they'll eventually be gone come recess.
2. slouch a little when the teachers aren't noticing, it's quite relaxing that way.
3. cross your legs... again when the teachers aren't noticing.
4. daydream while waiting for the other graduates to march their way to their seats. talk to youself in your mind, do anything to distract yourself from watching your dear batchmates' shoes get carried away to the yellow line. it's bOOOOOOOOOring. you can hum the grad march music if you wish... but it's a pretty dorky thing to do, honestly.
5. sleep while you're waiting for the giving of the diplomas to finish. it works best when you wear glasses because from afar it doesn't seem like your sleeping at all.
6. uhm... stretch? sitting properly is a big pain in the ass.
7. bring a rubber band and experiment.

well, don't talk to your seatmate. they won't talk to you back especially when you're in between two officers. just keep quiet and do things on your own.

i do his quite often when i'm bored, i make a "ballpen helicopter". i can't tell you how, it's a secret. but pretty much if you're a bored bald-head and everyone around you are bald-heads, you simply can't do this, unless you pluck it out of somewhere else. ouch.

in short, just do all kinds of distracting things. things that will not stick your head to the ceremony because it's boring. by the end of the day you'll see yourslef shrugging your shoulders often because it hurts from sitting up straight.

these tips are only for the practices and i know it's too late to post it since tomorrow will be our last. =P

i'm glad, two more sleeps to go before we graduate.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

behind every performance is a BACKDROP

SAP recognition day today... =)
it was really hillarious! i laughed a lot! :D so far it's the best SAP recognition day i've ever had... hehe thanks a lot to those who organized this event.

all throughout the event i was laughing and i had this very positive feeling about the whole thing but when the show ended it all disappeared...

teka...

1.) AGAIN, for a million years already not a single credit to the Visual Arts Club was said. how dare they? and to think, they displayed all the backdrops we made on the bleachers!! tsk. i think our club is cursed not to get credited forever. i was really annoyed, hate them.

2.) we have no spotlight 'crew' shirt!!! so unfair.

3.) the powerpoint presentation featured two of my personal (c) artworks. they didn't ask for my permission. =
4.) i have nothing against them. it just seems like a line has been drawn between the PA and the non PA clubs.

good thing i'm leaving.
hate me now for i have said a lot.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

the devil is here

not really.
3 days to go before graduation. i just can't wait to get over the agonizing shoes. we practiced them awhile ago and we were damn tortured. i never thought wearing them would cause so much pain.

i really really want to graduate as soon as possible. i am so tempted with breaking the deal i had with myself last year. i said no coffee until i graduated. so far i am successful, but now that march 25 is near i am being tempted to enter any coffee house in sight and take a sip of coffee. during the js turnover, my partner gave me a gift certificate from starbucks. last sunday i recieved a free drink coupon from sb too... now i'm thinking if these are signs that i should break my promise already or might as well it's the devil's plan for me to break it and suffer eternal damnation. i really hate it when i lose to myself.

why may you ask i'm trying to hold myself back from drinking coffee? simply because it's bad and because i'm afraid my bones will brittle and my knee pain will not heal anymore and i can't ride a bike and run freely and jump high and sprint. a lot of things i cannot do with a (semi) incapable right leg. that sucks big time you know. and it's summer already...

i'm still looking for a summer job. if i don't get any, then i'll just devote myself to getting thinner without working my right leg too much. =-
mehn. i'm still reading 'memoirs of a geisha'... i'm in chapter 11 already and Chiyo Sakamoto is still young. it's getting boring but i want to finish it...

i wanna watch V for Vendetta! =D sooooonnnnnnn.....

Friday, March 17, 2006

wow. it's friday

i didn't notice it that much. it's too boring that time has moved slower than usual.

this week is not the busiest but it's the most boring (i know i already mentioned it). i'm glad we're done with the truth in love backdrop (much to my dismay that someone thinks i'm not doing anything at all. thanks ah). in my own perspective it's okay, not grand like the backdrops i've seen before. nevertheless it's nicer and better. i can't be too proud of it because i think (because someone else thinks) i didn't do much. that's why i was venting in my previous post. whatever.

yesterday i forgot to watch a very important episode of kim sam sun! mehn, i hated it. all the while, from the moment i got home i just re-read the manga 'love mode' and downloaded a couple of mangas as well.

right now i'm reliving the yaoi fangirl in me. i want to read mangas or doujinshis that are humorous and angsty. those that will strike a pang of hurt in my heart. heh, i'm hopeless.

mehn, sakura-crisis is down. grr...

i'll wanna watch 'she's the man' this weekend. it'd be hillarious. =D
sorry nez, can't come today (stupid i even urged some to agree =).. enjoy.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

hate list update

you ruined my day. curse you and your goddamn self to the deepest pit of inferno.
may your head sprout in lucifer's mouth and may you suffer the company of your three other brothers. you're now four: brutus, cassius, judas and bruce. LoL, bagay pala...

for your information, i am so depressed with what you said. you dispensed this little ounce of hope in me that believes that i am being useful too.

i have claimed to be a frustrated artist before. now, i am NOT an artist anymore. and i need not prove it. i'll draw when i want to, not because you want me or some group of leg-breakers ask me to.

fuck you.

of course, i cannot contain my hate to you alone because you have suffered a severe case of damnation in this blog as i have mentioned you for a million times already in my hate list.

70% of my hate goes to you but for the remaining 20 and 10...

i just can't bear to hate you for a long time because you're a close friend of mine, thus you recieve just a minute 20% of my hate for the moment (which is subject to wrathful thoughts and evilness). you see, i cannot oppose to your opinion if you think i'm not helping and i'm just slouching around but next time, chose a better translator, one who knows what you're talking about and not just anyone who sits in your FRONT. i still love you as a friend but for the meantime just bear the stoic evilness in me.

you, the odds are high that you cannot read this but i just want to tell you that i hated you because you called my name (and that's a good 10% of my hate). just that, a very shallow reason of calling out my name to be insulted by the bitch sitting BESIDE you. i didn't even know you knew my name. you lost most of my respect (not that you need mine). tsss, and seriously... if you want to break a leg on your coming play, make sure you break both of them... and i mean literally.

you can think whatever you want. that i'm shallow and my reasons for hating people are pointless. but let me warn you that i'm only allowing you to think, not write or blab anything in my blog. this is my vent and this is exactly what i'm doing, i'm venting everything out, like a hot steam coming out from a boiling water.

this is the steam, i'm the boiling water, and you are the fire.

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sobrang nakakabadtrip talaga. kala ko panaman masaya tong araw na to.. hindi pala. ayoko na magpintura, you ruined my mood. it's funny how you seem to affect me a lot, and i'm sinking in humiliation on how i'm becoming loser just because of this.

i can't quit though, not now when i have one wish to strike off of my wishlist. i didn't realize i have to risk my feelings for this.

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bad news: mom's dress, which is my best pick for the grad ball, is hopeless. nobody wants to repair it because the stitches are complicated and the cloth is very fragile.we actually want to make it smaller but it's hard.

good news: we bought a simpler dress in sm dep't store worth 500. it's black and white and it pretty much fits the ocassion (but not like how my mom's dress fit perfectly).

fingers crossed: i hope nobody wears the same dress.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

luck is rare

i beg to disagree. i came through a few realizations when i was in the hotel. i was bored you know and i there isn't much to see in cabled tv so i just went out on the veranda and looked at the night sky. i was in the ninth floor so the view is pretty amazing up there with the lights from the buildings from afar and from the yachts parked on (in?) the bay.

well, there's this minor thing i've been wondering. why do we say we're lucky if we see a four leafed clover or a rabbit's foot? because they're rare. so it sort of implies that luck is rare too. mehn, i don't know but i don't like it that way. luck (good fortune) isn't something to be relied on rare things! how are you supposed to get lucky then? ay ewan, let's just take it this way. you are lucky when you see a four leafed clover because it's rare and it's nice to find rare things but it doesn't mean that it'll bring you luck. you're just lucky because you found something rare.

we brand a lot of our items as 'lucky' charms because something good happens when we are with them. just like my lucky mechanical pencil, it's been with me for 4 years because i realized that everytime i draw with it, it turns out to be amazing but then a pencil is just a pencil, i can draw with any pencil (as long as it's sharpened) just as you can run in any street or look good in any dress.

LoL, i don't see my point.
maybe it goes like this. luck isn't supposed to be contained in a rare item. like how you call a marker rare just because you write good using them and it doesn't happen in most markers. er... haha.. ewan ko.

gets nyo ba?
i suck in explaining things this way, maybe you should just ask me if it's unclear. or maybe you shouldn't bother. anyway, i just want to vent it out.

when i'm depressed i sometimes think that's God doesn't know my feelings (i know i'm hell WRONG but that's how lonely i feel). just like how i don't know others' well. it's like this, when i saw the spectacular view from the ninth floor. i thought everyone was all merry and happy because there isn't a speck of panic or a cloud of dark thick smoke to alarm me. the view from above will make you think that everything's alright and peaceful but when you come down and mingle with them, you'll see how chaotic it is.

does God look at it that way? heaven is a very high place, maybe he sees our country as a peaceful one because he sees only green and he doesn't notice the trees falling one by one. from above earth seems kinda tranquil but from below, from the people's point of view everyone's mad in here.

i think God should let down Jesus once again so that he'll know how bad it is down here.

i know i'm stupid, suddenly questioning God's almighty power of knowing EVERYTHING that's happening around us. I'm was just wondering... key word - WAS. i already know the answer. stupid i only realized now.

Tuesday, March 7, 2006

saiyuki's back


yay! at last i finished my new bookmark. there, i made it roughly the size of a playing card since i don't want my bookmarks to get all creased and folded. =(

saiyuki's back ---> 530pm on GMA. my all time anime favorites are making a comeback. slam dunk has been repeatedazillion times already yet the inner sd freak in me just can't get enough of the basketball action and the "overly" implied gayness among the 6 ft. bishies.

now it's saiyuki's turn to invade the world. mehn, the only thing that frustrates me is the change of character voices. once in AXN, sanzo's voice is sexy and low and very seme-ish, now he sounds like an uke with a higher voice. anyway, it doesn't really matter..

i'm in ff.net right now and i hate it that saiyuki has no character filter! grr... =
awhile ago i had this really devastating dream (i'm exaggerating). i was sleeping on the couch in my parent's room and i dreamt of sitting on a couch in front of Shakey's in FCM. my sister is there, very unusual. i ordered a caesar salad and while waiting my sister and i talked. i remember playing the guitar too.

what happened next really sucked...

as the waitress slowly approaches me with my salad, guess what?

AAAAAHHHH!!! I WOKE UP ALREADY!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I LET MY CEASAR SALAD PASS JUST LIKE THAT!!!! IT'S VERY DEPRESSING. I WOKE UP REALLY HUNGRY, I WAS THINKING OF GOING TO FCM TO CLAIM MY DREAM SALAD BUT I HAVE NO MONEy WITH ME! I WISH I COULD GO BACK TO SLEEP AND EAT MY SALAD! mehn, IF ONLY I COULD USE MY DREAM TO TELL THEM THAT THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME A SALAD. =(

this is sad.