balik primelink

haha. i'm back at primelink.

i just went to check my stats today.
i realized i'm rank#1 on yahoo when you search 'opm songs backmasked'
i'm also on some google search feed page when you search 'penshoppe'
this site can be found in windows search live when you key in 'ferrari'
in msn search i'm part of the first page when you look for 'penshoppe stretch pants'

so yeah. what's saddening is the fact that i just merely mentioned those keywords in my blog and i'm not really supplying enough information on the matter. heck this is a personal blog, what do you expect. hah. couldn't care much.

i'm excited to go home.
no matter what happens i'm gonna buy new flats and that white musk perfume from body shop (care for an advanced birthday gift?). i was trying to save for the perfume because they have a promo so i get a free moistuzer for every thousand but what happens to my allowance is... well it goes poof! gone. i eat a lot. well, i really need to eat a lot because i'm in a very poor health condition.

chem17 has started. the lecture was boring. the lab... it could be fun, but our first quiz was like 'whoa. where the hell did that came from?' i doubt anyone got that blasted question right. and you know what, i'm sooo overusing the word 'fuck'. not just in this blog. well, i think it's better than a shet and PI. hahaha. i freak a little when i hear someone curse in Filipino. e kasi mas nakakatakot pakinggan. diba??

i like our first experiment, 'Flame Test'. coooooll. elements when heated give off a unique trend of colors! they're just so wonderful to look at. i spilled HCl on my hand and it itched and burned like hell. haha good thing it wasn't that bad. my lab gown stinks already and i can't bring it to the laundry because we have lab everyday. hahaha. fun. i'm starting to love chem, seriously. but then again... my brewing passion for chem is inversely proportional to my grades.

very. ironic.

the good, the bad, and the ugly

my previous summer schedule says this
now it says thisso parang nabaliktad lang naman.

the good: the good thing is i still have breakfast and lunchbreaks. well, that's the only good thing.

the bad: ugggh. i hate it. why do they have to put the lab before the lecture? that's like so useless! a lecture pretty much sums up to a prelab! and prelabs are so fucking important and most of the time the 'key' to our predated quizes. mehn. i hate my schedule.

and wait.

the ugly: i'm gonna skate with my friends on the 28th! how do i fit that into my schedule? the1st sched is already a big ok-i-think-i-can-handle-that because i have the whole saturday afternoon to spend malling and skatiiiinnng (the only thing hyping me up. that was before). but now... i don't know what will happen to me.

the least you can do is pray for me that i pass this blasted thing.

lol. i miss mike.

i.need.a.good.news.

mehn. i really hadn't thought of this

how can i be so happy about my 665th post when the next is err.. the 666th. if kat hadn't reminded me of it, i seriously wouldn't be fussing over it. hahaha. so this is my 666th post. and no i'm not going to post something radical this day. i just went online because of the aircon. the dorm still stinks. my illness is getting more serious everyday. i can't stand the smell anymore. i sneeze at average of 10 per day. you think that's cool? no, that's hell. last night when i wheezed out for the nth time, my chest contracted painfully. it scared the hell out of me, it reminded me of the fact that you can break a rib just by sneezing and wtf i don't want that to happen to me.

my sister, uncle and mom should be visiting me here today. you know what... i badly want to go home. just to breathe fresh air. apparently, renovations are 'in' this summer. the whole street smells like paint. it feels like a desert. i don't want to stay here anymore. how am i going to study? the paint could be harmful to my brain. it can impair my vital organs, and i'm staying here for a month. you think the smell of the paint will go away after a month? especially this summer where the increase in temperature critically affects the solidification of the paint mixture on the walls? wtf.

i dreamt of my previous crush last night. hah. it's the second time already. only, i forgot what happened. but i know it was a nice dream. haha.
gosh. i want to go home already.

arrggghhh, i miss mike. =(

happy 665th post to me

would you believe i've reached post number 665 already? there's nothing really significant with that number. but since i've been blogging for 3 years already... and has been feeding this blog with utter nonsense and shallow rantings for a long time, you've got to congratulate me for being consistent! come on congratulate me! haha wtf.

ahahaha. i just can't shut up. especially that my parents gave me money to waste online. wait. i'm back to starving myself just to go online. oh well, i'm planning on getting thinner anyway. so... i went online because i can't take the smell in the dorm. you know, paint. well, my nose is running fast. hahaha. after an hour i'm going back to eat.

yehey. i feel wierdly happy. hahaha.

heeey! i'm going to relive the neopets mania once more! i'm gonna play! yehey! hahaha

still lucky

i thought i'm gonna die of lovesickness. what?! every fucking minute i think of him my heart is filled with mixed emotions. i'm happy because i met him yet sad because there's a slim chance of us meeting again. i just hope he still remembers me. err, well i'm trying to discard the thought of 'us' since it's quite settling into my nerves that in his work, he has to be extra friendly to his customers, no matter who they are. but i just can't stop thinking! that day when i sat down with my cup of coffee i was secretly eyeing this group of teens who also bought coffee from him. i want to prove that he's not always like that, you know, talking to people... to girls, befriending them and putting hearts on names with the letter i. then i saw the difference... hahaha. i still won. LoL. my name is written really big... and it has a heart. hah. beat that! so is my second cup, where instead of a heart he just drew a sun. whatever. can i just shut up? ok! shut me up! shut me up!

i'll shut up about him now. oh, for your information... i'm back in los banos - where i'm starting to get weaker and weaker because of the freakin smell in our dorm. i'm wheezing like hell here! apparently, our dorm has just been repainted last week so the stink still lingers. i can handle that, it's been around 5 years since i last stayed in a newly repainted house and i'm not missing it. haha but i can bear the smell alright.

life has been terrific. haha, you ask? i don't really know. i'm just becoming my usual optimistic self. my previous crush, the one i was online-stalking - would you believe my luck - is going to take summer classes too! (well, i think so because i saw him just now and now is the summer registration date) great! i'm gonna see him! good Lord. but it doesn't mean the feeling's going to come back. heck. i'm still a poor lovesick puppy. i said i will shut up.

so. early morning i went to men's dorm to meet with kat. yey. i missed her! then we went to CEAT for our form 5. blah. summer registration procedures are extremely boring so i'm gonna skip them. the point is, i'm already registered and all i have to do is chill out until the 18th comes for the start of classes, which is already on wednesday. i'm taking chem17. please pray for the continuity of my sanity. a lot of people have been warning us not to take the blasted subject because it's too hard but as i would love to spend summer at home, i have no choice but to take it. ah, you know my reasons. anyway... that's pretty much it.

i can't wait till april 28! ice skating with barkada! golly, i miss them! and for heaven's sake... i need a break!! i haven't gone swimming yet! oh maybe when we pass chem17 i'm gonna treat my friend-classmates to go swimming! yahahahahaaa. and then by that time i may have saved enough money to treat myself to MoA! i will see him at last!

i'll shut up now.

what do we need them for?

i'm finding it hard not to see him. fuck. i'm aching to go back to mall of asia, purchase a cup of coffee, and in the process have a little conversation with him again. i miss him! i hope he'll still talk to me when we meet again. come on, he should remember me... he's the first one who talked to me anyway. i wouldn't have noticed him in the first place if he didn't take me into that conversation! it's his fault. yah, seriously. i miss him baaaaddddlllyyy.... coz apparently, i can barely remember his face anymore. hahaha and it sucks because the feeling is getting bigger and heavier and blaaah. love is really weird. it's confusing and damn hard to distinguish. i don't know what it means. wtf i'm not in love. definitely not. this will expire in due time, just like what happened recently, i completely forgot the guy i was online-stalking because of *checks yesterday's receipt* mike ♥

LoL. oh, about the title. yeah, i received a quote about that once saying one of the reasons we need guys for is to constantly assure that we're not fugly tramps but something more beautiful. in short, girls are uber insecure and they can't take their friends/and anyone else's word for it. why, it's more credible when a guy says you're beautiful. much more credible than having to hear it from your mom... who'll probably still stay you're the most beautiful girl on earth even when you've just walked out of a septic tank. whatever.

aaaah, well actually i'm not trying to say anything at all. i'm just, not sure of the term, love-sick, whatever that means. i hate to call myself like that, especially that it's just a little (maybe a bit more) crush. and come on, everybody loves starbucks baristas. roight.

and so i introduce to you another doodle in the making, the title: 'parker doodle'. really. it's lame i know. hah, it would've been lamer if i called it 'Mike' since he's the once who inspired me in this big time and if not for him, that (bottom) piece of paper will be empty. why parker? ah, because i'm using a parker ballpen for it and believe me... if this would've been an ordinary ballpen, you'll throw it out with utter hate and remorse but because it's a parker... you'll feel sorry for the 350 bucks you paid for it and the shiny metal plating tearily pleading "please don't throw me, my ink may have disappointed you but wouldn't my shiny silver dress with golden laces make up for it?". the ink sucks. i have to retrace the linearts one two many times just to make it visible to the human eye... i'm just putting up with it because it's a freakin parker. and it's my dad's. parker ballpens have gone cheaper now that Cross is enjoying the spotlight, locked behind the clear glass sheves of National Bookstore for everyone to gape upon. just that.

alright, on to my doooooodle. it's not yet finished. i'll post the finished thing soon... =)

wanted: patient reader

wednesday afternoon:

met with mika at starbucks, sm north. had my precious dose of coffee. the barista heard my name wrong. it's ok, it's not always that you get christened with a new name. though it sucks cos i forgot to mention that my name's Adrianne and not Arianne (or Marian, whatever). watched 300 at last! great film. laudable edits. distracting abs. COOL queen. love the queen. super. hehehe. basta, there were only a few people in the cinema that time and that's good. although i can't seem to figure out why the film is only r-13 when it could've been r-18 for those err, boobs. lol. after the film we strolled a bit, looked around and... blah. then mika and i separated. met with my sister in the bag area and from there we went up to get my jumper replaced. ok, done. then our parents texted us, they're gonna fetch us so... hooray for that. we strolled even more! mehn, i'm so tired. i can't wait to get home.

finally! we got home at around 8. mehn, my feet are sore! but i had a great day. thank you Lord.

yesterday after lunch:

my sister invited me to go malling. AGAIN. AGAIN. so we're like SM hopping this whole week. i was supposed to refuse because... i'm tired and i feel like i'll be having my period anytime that moment. in the end i went with her. our parents dropped us off at Buendia where we took the bus to MoA. we arrived there at around 1pm. and fuck, i was right. i have my freakin period already. good thing i was wearing emergency pads. thank goodness. because of that, i nearly spoiled my sister's day because i can't go strolling with her kasi masakit puson ko. T_T. but she's fine with it. super. i thought we're gonna quarrel the whole day but no, she even suggested that i just buy a drink from starbucks and sit down while i wait for her to finish her usual mall strolling.

and so, i bought coffee. again. haha. i was like struggling to walk properly to the counter because the abdominal cramps are killing me. my mood was so hellish i want to transform their chairs to a bed so at least i could lay down properly and rest. i almost hated this day... almost.

me: isang venti mocha frappe po.
barista: name po nila?
me: arianne po
barista: san pa kayo galing?
me: ha, fairview po.
barista: layo ah!
me: onga eh.
barista: nagpa-shuttle kayo dito?
me: hindi, commute lang po.
barista: diretso yun? ano sinakyan mo?
me: bus, papuntang MoA.
barista: alam mo yung sa 'Soldiers'?
me: hindi, san yun?
barista: diba sa fairview ka?
me: oo, sa west kami eh pero di ko alam yun. village ba yun?
barista: :) dibale, sorry di ako familiar sa fairview eh.
me: hehe ok lang.

weee. he's so cute. i almost forgot i have a monthly curse to bear with. i was so grateful that someone talked to me that way because i feel really cross that day. instant mood uplifter. i was about to exit the shop and i heard him say, "thank you, arianne!" i just gave him a thumbs up without turning around.
a.thumbs.up.
uggh, sometimes i act really weird around guys.
wait, before going out the store... or before the guard let me out, the guard asked me if i know how to make a star out of a paper. i said, "sorry, hindi po" and he just smiled, thanked me and opened the door. what do you need an origami star for anyway? heh. so there. i sat down relieved that the fucking tension in my abdomen is starting to fade away. haha, and to think i'm drinking something cold. i don't have anything productive to do. i could've doodled on the their tissue paper you know, but i don't have a freakin pen or something. heh. so i just turned on my mp3 player and stared into places while i sip through my favorite drink. my sister arrived with a bag of chips from the dep't store snack bar. thanks a lot, i could use that plastic bag to keep this almost-empy venti cup.

confession: haha. this sounds so pathetic. i'm actually collecting starbucks plastic cups. i usually keep those who got the spelling of my name right, but this time i'm going to make an exception because he put a heart on my name. fuck. hahahah. now, LOL all you want. mehn, you just have to bear with me sometimes because i'm just fond of documenting rare things that happen to me. like this. and besides, my life has been dull enough so forgive me for indulging like this.

and because my sister still have plans to leave me to stroll EVEN MORE, i bought another cup. haha. why, i love coffee too much i think i'm gonna die of it. so i walked back to the counter and ordered another cup.

me: isang pa pong venti mocha frappe
barista: anong name ilalagay ko?
me: arianne na lang ulit
barista: mag-isa ka lang?
me: di, kasama ko ate ko
barista: ah *gives receipt and change*
me: senxa, nabitin ako eh matagal pa ko tatambay dyan eh. hehe
barista: arianne, ilan taon ka na?
me: 16 po
barista: :) hindi mukha
me: onga eh (i actually saw this coming T_T)
barista: san ka nag-aaral?
me: UP po
girl barista from behind: wow sosyal! (sosyal na maging taga UP? or sosyal kasi afford ng isang tagaUP -FOR NOW- na magkape? lol) sa manila?
me: los banos
barista: layo ah! :)
me: onga eh, full time kayo?
baristas: yup

so i took my cup again. yey. this is so heaven! then the girl barista asked me, "arianne gusto mo tikman yung banana java chip namin?" i answered, "free ba?" she replied, "oo naman! teka lang arianne ah, dyan ka lang." hehe. how nice, i get a free taste of their newest drink. so there, i carried them all out, careful not to drop anything because i'm holding the venti cup, my wallet, phone and the other cup... blah. just so you know, i'm not rich. maybe you think i am because i can afford to drink like that but truth be told, i'm just a coffee addict. i spend more for coffee than anything else. heck i can tighten my wallet on regular meals just to get a decent cup of coffee. it's my drug. my personal heaven on earth. sorry.

my sister and i left at 5pm and commuted to megamall because our parents are going to fetch us there. we're almost running out of time because our parents are already there, waiting for us. they even called and told to us to just commute our way home but noooo, i don't have enough money. fuck. good thing the driver of Rainbow Express is such a law breaker. he did everything! speeding, tailgating, overtaking on highways, loading/unloading on prohibited places... everything! and to think he didn't know we're on a rush . we're like on the 'super' ride of our lives!! it was an ordinary bus so i could feel the violent gush of air from the window that threatens to throw be aback. fuck. the hell i care. we used to hate these kinds of drivers but in reality, they come in really useful. hahahaha

whew. after that, i came home with a skullsplitting headache. this is what you get for drinking too much coffee, wasting too much money and riding on Rainbow Express.

but honestly, i don't regret doing all those. =)