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plug ----> sundays 3pm on qtv: lois and clark: the new adventures of superman

hehe, what can i say, superman is so hot, i mean dean cain who is also the host of ripley's believe it or not. you can still catch the episodes anyway it just started last week.

i'm becoming a major sasunaru freak. everyday i check ff.net for new interesting fics about them. i'm turning into a big devotee, i don't mind if the story is 30 chapters long as long as it gets an average of 10 reviews per chapter. yes, pretty high i guess but that's how i look for good stories...

[need little help here: if you happen to spare just a little of your time, please tag (blurts) so that i'll know if the nav.area is working. if it doesn't, please comment by the end of this entry and i'll work it out, and do include the net browser you're using (IE, netscape, firefox...) :D] thanks.

The Burn Blog

hey! i have an ideeeeaaaaaaaa!!!

i was rummaging through my archives awhile ago, i was trying to evaluate how evil this blog has been over the ages. i am surprised on how much hatred this blog contains. every now and then i find myself hating someone and end up blind-item(ing) him/her in this blog.

i am considering making another blog and i'll name it the 'Burn Blog' - based on Mean Girls' burn book. how evil is that? but anyway, the chances are high that i'm not going to push through with it, i might have a horn sticking out of my head but there's a halo hanging onto it. if i happened to inspire the inner devil in you, go ahead i'm giving you all the rights to that too-good-to-be-bad idea. it would be my pleasure to conceptualize the whole thing for you.

splash!

this trip has been postponed for 3 weeks already, i'm just glad we pushed through yesterday. can't believe my tears worked.

mehn, i love it there. the hotel room isn't as glamorous as i thought it would be but the pool's great.

there's something funny with the bed though... we were trying to pull the beds together so that we'll all have a nice view of the tv. when we were done, i was like "wait, we left the headboard!" apparently the beds are detached to the headboards so i was watching with my back leaned on the cold hard wall and my headboard is just as indifferent as the rest of them in the other rooms.

we went home with big satisfied smiles on our faces, that is until we all got nauseated with the smell of mom's cologne. i puked a lot, that was a total of 3 bathrooms trips in three different gas stations. oh, i suggest you not to use the bench paradise cologne... it stinks big time.

hey, i'll be having my first therapy session this tuesday at 10am. can't say i'm excited... you see the first time i saw the rehab station i felt like a hundred years old already! there're a lot of grannies throwing big aero balls to their therapists and i couldn't imagine myself like that. oh, during that time too most of the nurses there are laughing at the cries of a 12 yr old boy being circumsized. mehn, how GAAAY is that?

therapy!

we went to the ortho yesterday for a follow-up check-up regarding the results of my MRI test. he recommends therapy so we're going back to the hospital today for the scheduling.

during the consulting, he explained a lot of things to me like where is the lateral meniscus, what is intrasubstance degenaration, and what exactly happened to my good ol' knee.

he says that the meniscus is the space beetween the joints of my knee and in my case, the lateral meniscus is torn. that's why it hurts. everytime it hurts, it produces water thus swelling my joint.

he also adds that there is a part of the meniscus that heals itself, and there's also a part that doesn't heal. right now we do not know yet if the damaged part of my knee can heal itself or not. that's why he advices therapy, if it heals then i'm going to have another MRI test to confirm my recovery. but it if it doesn't heal, he's going to look into it through some some sort of device (i forgot) and well... recommend surgery.

aw mehn. =\ i do hope it heals with therapy!!!

and i know therapy alone will do the job!!!!!!

prince

i'm in love with prince! the prince brand i mean, prince tennis racquets, prince caps, prince duffel bags ... neither of which i own.
now i envy my sister, today is the first day of her milo tennis clinic. and wait... they have new rackets! PRINCE RAQUETS! what the hell? why don't i get to have one? stupid leeeegggggg!!!
i'm stuck at home, i just finished doing the laundry... and i'm glad i did despite the water shortage.

yesterday we went to buy my sister's racket grips. mom says we're not gonna buy anything aside from those and a pack of bread. but while in the sports house i can see her pulling out her credit card. it seems like she's buying the bicycle type gym equipment... and she did.
later that night was quite amusing, all four of us in the family are excersizing together. mom playing with her new equipment, dad jogging on the threadmill while reading 'dangerous prayers 3', my sister practicing a couple of her tennis skills and i playing tennis with the wall.

it was fun, our roofdeck was turned into a mini gym with 4 exclusive members.

professional help needed - if unavailable - a fairy godmother will do

mehn! i've wasted a lot of my internet time downloading programs that will help me with my video converting problems... grr
luckily i found one that works just well but it converts only the first 30 seconds and my files are what? 5 mins. long! pangeeeettttt

yay! terai will buy me new earphones!

about this day,
nothing quite memorable happened aside from my misadventures with trying a couple of producer programs that will make all my files handheld compatible... if you know what i mean.
i'm dying to get the perfect program! but they're not free, sad to say. i have to shell out a minimum of 20 dollars for that thing. oh well, that only means i have to leave it there and get sore listening to the songs in my handheld.

er, just to let you know my problem. i want to transfer my video files from the the computer to the handheld so that not only i have an mp3 player but a video one as well. that beats the crap out of an ipod video which costs almost 20K you know.

and there you go.

this time i temporarily give up for i might consume the remaining gigabyte left on our hard disk. i shall wait for the new computer. (yep! we'll be having a new computer! hurraaayy)

by the way, i'm using a new (2nd hand) monitor since the last one, with the freaky static effect, broke and we might spend more than the price of a 2nd hand monitor for the labor so we decided to just get a new one.

whew, i hope things are going to be smooth tomorrow. i don't want to disappoint myself with last minute decisions.

occupation: labandera

i want to do a lot of things today! the insanity bell rings only when i'm idle and i can't bear to be insane for the whole summer.
you see, right now my college life is a big blur. first of all, i don't know which university to go to. it's not because i have a lot of choices, it's because i don't have any choice!! as in WALA! mom doesn't want me to be in UST and it hurts because it's the only school i passed.
and i won't have a school to enter until late May.

that's why i'm putting that in the least of my worries because it will spoil my summer.

last last afternoon i had a dream, and it really freaked me out.
i was in school, studying and it's music pd. you know how i hate that subject right? then i said to myself, "sana buhay pa si ms. pineda". then suddenly i felt something heavy pressing down on me. i can feel myself sinking in my bed, i tried hard to open my eyes and wake but my eyelids were too heavy. i decided to submit. i went back to my dream and saw myself heading down the stairs, then i stood in front of the organ and began to remove the cover. next thing i knew i was playing already. that's where i felt really scared. i struggled to wake up, i can't continue playing, i don't even know what i'm playing. you know the feeling of struggling to get out of your dream? it's like in your dream you suddenly realized you were just dreaming and you wanted to get out it but you can't? mehn, that's too freaky... i thought i was being possessed in my dream. but anyway, it's nice to think that i can play that well even though i was just a dream.

by the way, it's the second time i experienced a similar thing. last time what i said was, "sana mapanaginipan ko si blue"... then i felt heavy, i was sinking in my own bed... fortunately (or unfortunately) i woke up.

you see, maybe that thing only happens when you wish for something while you're dreaming.

:D