patching up

i want someone to yell GET A LIFE in front of my face. if you notice, i've been blogging almost everyday since the christmas break... like i have a lot to tell when in fact nothing much is happening in my life. really. and i'm surprised that i actually managed to write something. hehehe.

oh this is going to be my last entry for the year! cheers to that.

since 2006 is going to end anytime soon i'm going to follow the bandwagon of people who write resolutions, acknowledgements and apologies. just for the mere pleasure of having something to blog about.

♥ new year's resolutions

1. i'll, hopefuly, quit biting my nails.
- actually during the vacation i've grown them! long enough for my taste but still short compared to others. i have short fingers and when my nails grow past them they easily catch dirt since there's no skin beneath it. i hate it when that happens so i always say it's better short and clean than long and dirty. and when it gets long i, out of a silly habit, bend them with my thumb until it cracks. then poof. they're gone once again and i have to swear, for the nth time, that i'll let it grow. so, in the name of this blog... i solemnly swear i'll TRY to leave my nails alone and mind my own business (of growing them).

2. stop procastinating.
- it's an illness! a lethal one that could kill your academic life!!! i'm struggling to keep it from getting into my genes and being passed on to my err... future kid. uggh. we all hate ourselves when we procastinate but what's better than warming up your braincells a bit before diving into a whirlpool of homeworks?

3. save $$$.
- where's money when you need it? unless you're filthy rich and arrogantly wealthy, i'd guess you've said that line at least once (or twice and more) in your lifetime. i swear i'm going to save half of my allowance every week to be able to accumulate enough money to buy a killer laptop.

♥ apologies

hehe. i know i've hurt someone one way or another but the thing is... i can't remember! weh. it's either *i've already said sorry or *i'm not aware i hurt someone. to all those i've bashed before (whom i've apologised to already), i don't think i deserve to give them a second apology. once is enough. don't get used to it. i'm just being fair and it's different from being generous. SORRY is a very sacred word to me, and when it comes out of my mouth i mean it! i don't just apologise because the ocassion calls for it.

either way.
sorry.
heh. labo.

♥ thank you!

there's so much to be grateful for!! this year has been really eventful. yeah, to the point of me blogging almost everyday as if something noteworthy always happens. GOD is and always will be on the top of my credits list. in fact He's given me way too much optimism and inspiration to push through life regardless of its hostile way of welcoming me.

thanks to all the people who contributed to my graduation. i mean, to those helped me earn my diploma and not trip on the stage. those include... my friends, family, peers and counselors. mehn, you're the best. hi five!

thank you... mommy and daddy. i was the result of your love-making. lol. at least you love me and will always do. i love you too. aww. cheesy.

thank you... my sister! yeah terai! most of time i feel like you act so unlike your age, so childish but you've always been here for me. without you i'm lost. seriously. if you hadn't taught me beforehand the shortcuts from math building to humanities and from registrar's to the dorm, then... i'm dead. thanks for keeping my secret. my dear dear secret that shouldn't be spilled in the dorm.

thank you... my dear co-muses. we've proved ourselves better than sex. hahaha. thanks for all the laughter and joy. i laugh hardest when i'm with you. you're my cure!!

thank you... college friends. you taught me a lot. you see, i was an idiot when i came to the university, now i can safely say i'm a partially-learned woman (and will still learn some more). you're the reason why i still hadn't killed myself on the 3rd day of school. and you're also the reason i didn't cry when i got a 5.

thank you... dorm mates. you make me feel at home.

heh. basta thanks to everyone who has been part of my life. hah. how cliche.

and lastly, thank you Blogger for publishing this entry.

a toast to 2007.

each day has enough troubles on its own

i'm starting to feel really odd about myself. i wish instead of being a rotten engineering student i should've pursued my abnormal fancy for computers and took, against all odds, computer science. it's the only course i THINK i would enjoy despite its own antagonistic air. it's the only course i THINK i would appreciate even when professors kept on bombarding us with loops and strings to trip us over. it's the only course where GEEKS are given a new definition. they're not people who go to school with the weirdest clothing line and carry the heaviest books. GEEKS, in this department walk with effortless fashion and speak like geniuses. Coming from Einstein, "Great Minds Think Alike" and indeed, you cannot simply mingle with these people if you do not know their language... which make them seem higher than the rest of us yet so isolated from the real world. they secretly plot for world domination using the one thing most of us are illiterate in. Codes.

that's exactly how i want to spend my college life. it's the only place where looks are utterly deceiving.

i'm so confused. one day i'd say i really want to be a com arts student, then comp sci then business major... then journ. then fine arts. then... maybe i should be an out of school youth. heh. not likely but still. you don't know how detrimental it is to my wilting health to think about my futuuuuurrrreeeee.

do i even have one?

oh the mood

wee. nothing much. i just feel like blogging. like usual.

warning: rants and raves on this particular entry are extremely shallow. read at your own risk.

i'm not wearing my watch now. and i feel so weird and uncomfortable. i've grown accustomed to glancing at my right wrist every once in a while to check the time and now i've got nothing to depend on. now i have to cock my head to the left to keep sight of the wall clock and strain my neck with doing so. i know you know how it feels to lose something you're so fond of. i'm not putting in practical applications here. yeah but it feels wierd not to have a watch tied on your wrist.

i'm excited to draw. i bought 2 metallic pens awhile ago (pink and blue) and i'm just so eager to do another version of my playing-card sized bookmark. thing is, i forgot to buy a black pentel pen. grr. just imagine the coolness of it. pink and blue metallic pens on a black paper. i'm so excited.

i realized. Blue (don't give me that look) taught me one of the most important things i have to consider in life (aside from how to pitch a softball properly and how to hold the bat when you're on the homebase. ooh memories) and that is to 'live life to the fullest'. it has become my motto ever since i read it in her profile. weh. hehehe

it's weird not having your wallet around. but for me, it's weirder not having a watch.

brad pit is the 100th sexiest man on earth. i can't believe it. he could've made it to the top 10 but 100th? who are you kidding? perhaps they haven't watched Troy yet.

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that's actually an edited version. i dry-brushed it using photoshop to, hopefully, hide the erroneous mistakes i've made. like the face for instance. i haven't drawn a decent face since... i can't remember and i can't seem to draw a decent face anymore. hahaha. that's darna, if (how odd) you haven't realized. i just copied that somewhere. i can't upload it in devart for now because they won't let me! they say my browser is an outdated version already and i have to update! nye. sinungaling.

i just realized this last night. when an author starts to enumerate things in 1,2,3 he's not aware that his book is somewhat morphing into a teen novel. i'm nearly done with The Zahir - Paulo Coehlo. there's a part in the novel where he lists down the possible conversation topics he might come across while dining in with some important people. i swear he almost sounded like meg cabot. it was that part where he complained a lot about how uncomfortable it is to spend a night with people whom you barely know but should keep you company just because you're one of the most influential people in the world. apparently, just like everyone else in his shoes, he partly hates being a celebrity. well well well... just that part. his work is still magnificent though this particular novel didn't have that much effect on me.

next in line: Eleven Minutes. i've been hearing good reviews! i'm excited to read it, i'm just waiting to finish the zahir. theen... after Eleven Minutes i'll resume to completing reading the Harry Potter series. i'm on the 3rd book already. and it's the last i should read before i can finally say that i've read the whole bunch.

happy birthday mika!

the big and the bang

oh i love yesterday. barkada christmas party at hannah's! karlita and i were the earliest to arrive, hence we're the earliest to leave as well. i ate a lot, talked a lot and you know, laughed like a lunatic. i mean, they wouldn't mind! they're my friends! they know me! i'm really a monster in disguise. we played games, shared stories, took pictures, gave gifts and sang songs. mehn. i just love yesterday. in fact when we were eating we almost looked like 'the last supper' since we're 13 and complete. though i wouldn't want to put it that way, being the 'last' you know. wahahaha. my cheeks are so stiff right now from laughing, i think i'm starting to grow abs as well. wow. great. if we only have reunions everyday then probably by the end of the month i'll have the perfect abs! hahahaha. kagabi lang ulit ako natawa ng sobra ever since i entered college. e hello, may nakakatawa ba sa college????? aside from the oblation run? WALA.

so...
let's go back to the other side of reality where there are homeworks to be done and clothes to be packed for the back-to-school curse we have to deal with. i certainly do not wish to go back to school yet. though it means having to meet your college friends once again, i know it wouldn't be as fun because meeting them would only mean talking about schoolworks, schoolworks and more schoolworks. haaay Lord, please help me.

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. it also meant seeing your crush after a weeklong break. nah. i'm not as excited with seeing him but 'seeing him' sends little sparks to my heart so i might as well be glad. in fact, i'm more excited with watching Ryan Agoncillo on the big screen. i know it's gonna be so heart-shattering and painful but I'll get by. haha. ako pa. hahahaha

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adsense alert!! would you believe, i've reached $19.92 already! aww... keep on clicking the google ads guys!!

sometimes you have to risk disobeying your parents just to be with your friends. damn, right. my mom doesn't want me to go to hannah's house because someone told her it's dangerous to go there at night. i'm being stubborn here. i'm so bad, but i just can't miss it. come on, i've been waiting for this. i miss them.

ooohhh deeeaaarr, i have to watch Kasal Kasali Kasalo.... even if it means risking hurting my feelings in the process. you see, i've carried my extreme fancy for ryan agoncillo to the next level. for the first time, i dreamt of him. it was really nice, i even took a picture of him on my cellphone which, of course, will only exist in the forementioned dellusional part of my brain. but then again i have his picture in my cellphone! --- in my dreams that is. all i remember is him sitting somwhere near, talking to US. yeah, unfortunately... US means me and my sister. i'm lucky enough his fiance isn't there or else everything will be lopsided and disastrous. i'm not a flirt. i simply sat there as a fan, a wretched fan, a longing fan.... a psycho fanatic. we talked, though i can't remember and he's laughing. jeez, i swear i was melting at that time. ♥ hahaha.

alright. so Kasal Kasali Kasalo is currently on RANK 2 on the box office. Enteng Kabisote is still no.1. hmm... i have to watch. di bale na mag-isa!

yehey!

happy christmas everyone! today's a very tiring day. but i love it. come on, like i have any reason to curse this season. first thing in the morning, like 12 midnight, terai woke all of us. yeah i was so sound asleep, it's the first time i slept early ever since i entered college and a light tug from my sister broke the record. i got pissed off, she opened the lights and it was blaring in front of my eyes. super bad wake-up call. but then she just came in to give our gifts. i have a new dictionary at last! i've been begging for it for years. thanks.

of course i went back to sleep. the following morning (or maybe a couple of hours later) we ate breakfast merrily, it's really typical there's nothing special on the table, then went to my aunt's grave for a short mass since today is her 40th death day. there were just a few of us plus a couple of policemen from my uncle's mobile unit. then we headed to my uncle's house for lunch. okay so pretty much we just ate, paid respect to the elders, gave gifts to youngsters then finally went to the rooftop to chill with my cousins. we drank wine then slept at the tent (yeah) under the mango tree (they didn't cut it down when the rooftop was made) and woke up after a few hours when our little cousin is already sueing us for terrorizing her playground. so we went out of the 'treehouse' and ate... again.

blah blah blah blah. weh. i felt guilty for those people i didn't greet this christmas just because i'm using unlimited text. haha. sorry. sa new year na lang. =)

o sigeeee... merry christmas ulit!