Are there any more things to say? I mean, come on. Enjoy!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Urge of Writing (Nonsense)
I don't know if its stupidity or laziness or both when I'm supposed to be doing my talumpati (that's speech) for tommorow and memorize it because that would be my semi final grade but instead, I'm here writing this post in the dark. And oh, did I mention that I have an exam for Biology which I haven't studied yet and a quiz on Math tommorow too? Nope. Okay.
All of a sudden, I have this urge to write again! I was reading my old posts and realized how boring they were! Well, not really the posts but my blog itself! I mean, I always keep talking about myself! I know that you get tired but it is my blog anyway, right? It's just that if I write on purpose I don't get any ideas! What a lame ass bitch mental blocks are! Like the talumpati, I haven't composed one yet because I find it hard to express myself using Tagalog! I have millions of topics already but none of them just work! Good luck to me for tommorow!
It's weird but this week is kind of relaxed even though the pressure should be getting to me now since the finals are coming and my grades are lower than Lindsay Lohans reputation. Why don't I feel the pressure is beyond me! I can't eve answer that question myself!
I have to get something to eat! I'm so fuckin' hungry! Ciao!
All of a sudden, I have this urge to write again! I was reading my old posts and realized how boring they were! Well, not really the posts but my blog itself! I mean, I always keep talking about myself! I know that you get tired but it is my blog anyway, right? It's just that if I write on purpose I don't get any ideas! What a lame ass bitch mental blocks are! Like the talumpati, I haven't composed one yet because I find it hard to express myself using Tagalog! I have millions of topics already but none of them just work! Good luck to me for tommorow!
It's weird but this week is kind of relaxed even though the pressure should be getting to me now since the finals are coming and my grades are lower than Lindsay Lohans reputation. Why don't I feel the pressure is beyond me! I can't eve answer that question myself!
I have to get something to eat! I'm so fuckin' hungry! Ciao!
First Bomb
Like a typical teen drama, things don't always go smoothly. Teens, you know, are crazy! Life is crazy and the crazy is just about to start.
In a way. I kind of like what is happening even though people are getting mad and very hurt. It's like, a soap opera, or like I said, a teen drama, DevCom edition. Ladies and Gentlemen, the first DevCom Scandal Batch 2009:
Biology, the bitchy subject no one interested needs to learn but has to, requires multiple brains to help one student figure the thing out and pass the useless subject for the semester, we call it a group study.
The planning has begun and everybody wants to go. Some people jump in the bandwagon, some just miss the chance.
About forty minutes of waiting beside Park Cafe, the students one by one came. Attendance, check. A multicab ride, 7 pesos. Snacks, about seventy pesos. The experience and things that were about to happen after the group study, priceless.
Like any typical group study, it started with chatting then moved on to a horror movie. Nobody really knew what Alleles stood for but everyone knew that the movie 1408 sucked. John Cusack was impressive though.
The group studied eventually, then the fun began. Typically, people would love to spill gossip about anyone when a group of people come together and that was what exactly happened. I'm not saying I'm a saint 'coz I did share things about a friend (nothing harmless, just things that were unimportant and obvious) but all that time I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to say bad things about other people because I know for a fact that people do that to me.
After the backbiting, gossip and potential rumors, everyone promised that what was said would be left there. It takes many chains to form a bracelet but onje of those chains will eventually break out. And so did that chain.
After a week (I'm not so sure), the secrets from the group study started spreading. Everyone owed everyone an explanation, though some people didn't. There was a major catfight and buckets of drama. By buckets I mean tears.
There was one question though, who started the whole mess?
Everone knew that the person who cried a river of tears didn't exactly keep the promise because she told her other friends but the sympathy's on her. Even I became one of her 'rock' even though she betrayed me.
In a weird scenario, I know who told who which started the whole mess and like all other mystery cases, it's always the unexpected one.
The secrets out. Which side are you on? The traitor who gets the sympathy because of all the problems she's dealing with (I doubt people really sympathize her though) or the many vulnerable people who trusted the traitor? Your pick.
In a way. I kind of like what is happening even though people are getting mad and very hurt. It's like, a soap opera, or like I said, a teen drama, DevCom edition. Ladies and Gentlemen, the first DevCom Scandal Batch 2009:
Biology, the bitchy subject no one interested needs to learn but has to, requires multiple brains to help one student figure the thing out and pass the useless subject for the semester, we call it a group study.
The planning has begun and everybody wants to go. Some people jump in the bandwagon, some just miss the chance.
About forty minutes of waiting beside Park Cafe, the students one by one came. Attendance, check. A multicab ride, 7 pesos. Snacks, about seventy pesos. The experience and things that were about to happen after the group study, priceless.
Like any typical group study, it started with chatting then moved on to a horror movie. Nobody really knew what Alleles stood for but everyone knew that the movie 1408 sucked. John Cusack was impressive though.
The group studied eventually, then the fun began. Typically, people would love to spill gossip about anyone when a group of people come together and that was what exactly happened. I'm not saying I'm a saint 'coz I did share things about a friend (nothing harmless, just things that were unimportant and obvious) but all that time I kept my mouth shut. I didn't want to say bad things about other people because I know for a fact that people do that to me.
After the backbiting, gossip and potential rumors, everyone promised that what was said would be left there. It takes many chains to form a bracelet but onje of those chains will eventually break out. And so did that chain.
After a week (I'm not so sure), the secrets from the group study started spreading. Everyone owed everyone an explanation, though some people didn't. There was a major catfight and buckets of drama. By buckets I mean tears.
There was one question though, who started the whole mess?
Everone knew that the person who cried a river of tears didn't exactly keep the promise because she told her other friends but the sympathy's on her. Even I became one of her 'rock' even though she betrayed me.
In a weird scenario, I know who told who which started the whole mess and like all other mystery cases, it's always the unexpected one.
The secrets out. Which side are you on? The traitor who gets the sympathy because of all the problems she's dealing with (I doubt people really sympathize her though) or the many vulnerable people who trusted the traitor? Your pick.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I Have A Magazine Issue
It's been months of Harper's Bazaar-less I have been and I feel pretty left out! You see, my love for fashion before wasn't the same as the love I have for it now. Before, it was like, Oh, I love fashion because it's important to look presentable! But now its, I supper-duper love fashion to the highest level!
It wasn't really like this before I lived in Malaysia. Out of boredom I picked up OK! magazine because it had celebrities on it and I thought I might get entertained. Surprisingly, they covered the hottest fashion from all the fashion capitals in the world with all the designers brands and designer names and stuff. They had this section of the latest trends and criticizing what celebrities wear. I took interest of it and bought my first Malaysian edition Marie Claire.
It was crazy!
I learned so many things that I thought were irrelevant and stupid and I realized that fashion is a big and one of the most important industry in the economy! I loved it to death!
Then I moved on to Harper's Bazaar which is my ultimate favorite considering I have every issue they published since my migration to Malaysia (truly Asia-aaaa!). Of course, I bought Vogue and Elle every now and then and my favorite men's lifestyle mag, NewMan.
Magazines make me crazy! I always wanted to work for one and have a great lifestyle! I hope that'll come true!
Ever since coming back here in the Philippines, life has been magazine-less since I don't like any magazines here because of their layouts and dull spreads. Not to mention lack of high profile designer brands! Everything is pretentious! Ugh!
I hope the Philippines has a version of Harper's Bazaar 'coz I miss it sorely!
It wasn't really like this before I lived in Malaysia. Out of boredom I picked up OK! magazine because it had celebrities on it and I thought I might get entertained. Surprisingly, they covered the hottest fashion from all the fashion capitals in the world with all the designers brands and designer names and stuff. They had this section of the latest trends and criticizing what celebrities wear. I took interest of it and bought my first Malaysian edition Marie Claire.
It was crazy!
I learned so many things that I thought were irrelevant and stupid and I realized that fashion is a big and one of the most important industry in the economy! I loved it to death!
Then I moved on to Harper's Bazaar which is my ultimate favorite considering I have every issue they published since my migration to Malaysia (truly Asia-aaaa!). Of course, I bought Vogue and Elle every now and then and my favorite men's lifestyle mag, NewMan.
Magazines make me crazy! I always wanted to work for one and have a great lifestyle! I hope that'll come true!
Ever since coming back here in the Philippines, life has been magazine-less since I don't like any magazines here because of their layouts and dull spreads. Not to mention lack of high profile designer brands! Everything is pretentious! Ugh!
I hope the Philippines has a version of Harper's Bazaar 'coz I miss it sorely!
Friday, September 25, 2009
Through Gritted Teeth
I would never do that to you, Jacob promising to Bella.
Have you seen the New Moon trailer yet? Well, I'm sure you have. Did you like it? Me? NOPE!
I mean, we've practically seen the whole film with that trailer because it was so revealing and long. Where were the other Cullens? Alice Cullen is gving them a run for their money with all those exposures!
I'm getting bored. I'd rather watch Afterschool than Twilight! But that doesn't mean I wouldn't watch Twilight.
Am I making any sense?
Have you seen the New Moon trailer yet? Well, I'm sure you have. Did you like it? Me? NOPE!
I mean, we've practically seen the whole film with that trailer because it was so revealing and long. Where were the other Cullens? Alice Cullen is gving them a run for their money with all those exposures!
I'm getting bored. I'd rather watch Afterschool than Twilight! But that doesn't mean I wouldn't watch Twilight.
Am I making any sense?
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Oh, Dear Harry. Where Have You Gone?
While I was showering, I realized that as a huge (like very, very huge!) Harry Potter fan, I still haven't got the chance to see the latest movie! It's quite shocking even for me because I watched those kids grow up, I know they're full names, likes and dislikes, birthdays and I collect posters and memorabilias and have all the books! Could it be that Harrys magic is waning on me? I mean, when I watched the trailers months ago, I couldn't help but feel bored. I mean, this was Harry Potter! My obsession! What the eff happened?
I want to get the DVD but I just can't spend a lot of money on one so I'll just wait for someone who has it and borrow. Or maybe I could just buy a pirated one, no?
I don't know, maybe after I've watched the Half Blood Prince my obsession will come back. Or not. Who knows.
I want to get the DVD but I just can't spend a lot of money on one so I'll just wait for someone who has it and borrow. Or maybe I could just buy a pirated one, no?
I don't know, maybe after I've watched the Half Blood Prince my obsession will come back. Or not. Who knows.
Rush by Tyra B.
I heard this song last year and I guess it didn't really make it to the charts or something since nobody's heard of it. But listen to it and you'll love the song. It's a remake of Michael Jackson and Paula Abdul's song by Tyra B. Nope! Not Tyra Banks but Tyra B. Enjoy!
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Attack From Behind
I had some friends over at my home for a group study that didn't end up being a group study but turned out to be a barkada night instead. We watched a movie and talked nonstop about our experiences and about people we love to hate. Of course, we talked about who back bites who. We were talking about other people but something was clear, a lot of people hated me. I didn't bother to ask why because it'd end up like an open forum and I didn't want to cry. LOL.
The next day at school, I was hanging out with my friend and asked him what people say about me. I wasn't really surprised but I was still hurt about people being so two faced! They pretend to be my friends, joke around, share stories and a lot of things that friends usually do but then, behind my back, they say awful things and I become the center of every joke. Which, for the record, I know I already am, thank you very much! They listen to me and wait for things that I say and then when I'm gone, they'll use it against me as a laughing matter. They do that, I don't know, because they hate me? To make them feel better about theirselves? Or are they just too intrested in taking me down, making me look like a fool to everyone else than getting to know me better? Probably.
Then there's this gay guy who keeps asking me about my sexuality and making comments about me for everything! I'm dull for having F on Bio Lab, how my shoulders are not proportional, etc. What the fuck is his problem? I mean, I totally know why he's doing this, he hates me for looking at him so lowly. Or whatever! The thing is, everyone is on my side anyway so it doesn't matter.
It's kind of stressful and scary to socialize when you're afraid after that you do, they make you a piece of laughing stock. I just hope that those people get theirs.
The next day at school, I was hanging out with my friend and asked him what people say about me. I wasn't really surprised but I was still hurt about people being so two faced! They pretend to be my friends, joke around, share stories and a lot of things that friends usually do but then, behind my back, they say awful things and I become the center of every joke. Which, for the record, I know I already am, thank you very much! They listen to me and wait for things that I say and then when I'm gone, they'll use it against me as a laughing matter. They do that, I don't know, because they hate me? To make them feel better about theirselves? Or are they just too intrested in taking me down, making me look like a fool to everyone else than getting to know me better? Probably.
Then there's this gay guy who keeps asking me about my sexuality and making comments about me for everything! I'm dull for having F on Bio Lab, how my shoulders are not proportional, etc. What the fuck is his problem? I mean, I totally know why he's doing this, he hates me for looking at him so lowly. Or whatever! The thing is, everyone is on my side anyway so it doesn't matter.
It's kind of stressful and scary to socialize when you're afraid after that you do, they make you a piece of laughing stock. I just hope that those people get theirs.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Meow!
Lady Gaga for Hello Kittys 30th Anniersary
Ain't Lady Gaga fierce? She has the talent, the fashion sense, the guts, everything! I so love her!
Of Apologies and Rantings
It has been a while since I've posted a new post and I'm sorry. I know I promised to keep you posted but I get writers block all the time. I have all these stories to tell, realizations to write but whenever I start to type, they all just go away. What am I going to write about is always a struggle. Like seriously you guys.
The semester is coming to an end soon and its quite sad that I'm still not friends with most of my blockmates and don't have a close one. My two close ones have abandoned me. One is seriously commited to his girlfriend and the other one is always MIA going to AF.
I on the other hand is a few steps closer to getting an F in all subjects. I'm not good at school, to be honest. I don't really know what I'm good at but I think I'm more of "not-a-school-type", whatever that means. I really need to get determined to keep up with the others or I'll fail! Damn! My parents are gonna be dissapointed! I'm a few steps to a knife and stab myself!
Gosh! I hate my life.
The semester is coming to an end soon and its quite sad that I'm still not friends with most of my blockmates and don't have a close one. My two close ones have abandoned me. One is seriously commited to his girlfriend and the other one is always MIA going to AF.
I on the other hand is a few steps closer to getting an F in all subjects. I'm not good at school, to be honest. I don't really know what I'm good at but I think I'm more of "not-a-school-type", whatever that means. I really need to get determined to keep up with the others or I'll fail! Damn! My parents are gonna be dissapointed! I'm a few steps to a knife and stab myself!
Gosh! I hate my life.
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