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It's a nice day!

30 July, 2007

Today, July 30, 2007 is one heck of a day!

  • First, I woke up and to my surprise, I was in my original room! (well, my sister is in Cebu and I'm taking the advantage of sleeping in her room which also serves as my study room)

  • I woke up early! haha. It's pretty amazing since I did not alarm the clock and still, I managed to wake up early. Cool! I normally wake-up early with the alarm clock so I could attend the morning mass, but I decided not to since there would be an anticipated mass at 10. (although, I heard my

  • I went to our classroom for our chem class but we were actually scheduled to use the AVR5. So there, I wasted ATP's to climb up and down the 4th floor of Aggie Building. haha.

  • Someone made away mi!! huhuh. she's so mean. She was using really offending and foul words at me in the canteen! I accidentally pulled the chair that she was leaning on. (I swear to God, I did not know she was leaning on it. And besides, I was using that chair before she did. I just stood up to buy a drink so I presumed I still can seat back on that same chair when I returned.) But I did not made "patol" to her. I just kept quiet. But I did ask her "what did I do?" and said "sorry" in a really sossy manner. haha. (poised!)

  • Remember I attended anticipated mass in honor of St. Ignatius, right? well, guess who's with me.... my crush! eeeeek! and we were able to hold hands during the "Our Father!" eeeeeeeekkkkkk!! ^^ ( But what is this? I've got a feeling he's GAY! OH Lord, please! NOT HIM!)

  • We (minus kating) went to ernie's place for lunch. Although we bought our own food, but the drinks were free. and the accommodation was so comfy. we had free chocolate! (but I just had to stop myself. I needed to control chocolate intake so I wouldn't trigger my asthma. tisk.)

  • I was one of the Top of the RLE exam in our class! weee! happy. ^^ although B- rah xa and almost C na if not because of the +1 ni sir Tan. But mayna lang! (just Imagine how hard it is coz' B- japun ang Highest namo. si Lyka!)

  • I spilled Icy Choco on my pants in Dunkin! huhu. The donuts on my tray were practically soaked! Good thing one Gentleman offered some help and took the tray out of my hand. (I was holding the tray with the icy choco on one hand and was taking our stuffs out of the table on the other so I could place my food well.) He immediately asked for a tissue and gave it to me. I barely had a chance to thank him since I felt embarrassed and shy. I went to the Rest Room to fix myself and when I returned, he was already gone. Sayang, I could have formally thanked him. :D And so there, I thought my food were gone and had nothing else to eat. I was with gellie and she offered half of her share. But I denied her offer. To my surprise, DUNKIN replaced all the things that I ordered! Isn't that a good service or what? From now on, I shall be promoting DUNKIN. DUNKIN's the best! They've got cool service! ^^,

  • On my way home, I stooped by a sari-sari store to buy load. (ssshh!! I have a temporary phone! :D) As I was waiting for the electronic load, I saw the children of the vendor eating. They were happy eating Banana with rice; talong with rice. They enjoyed savoring ever ounce of food they could take into their body even if the rice is just paired with unlikely delectable dish. I was strucked. I felt thankful but I felt ashamed. :c

  • wwaaaaaahh! no class tomorrow! OH YEAH!!! ST. IGNATIUS FEAST DAY. All the ATENEO (i think) have no class tomorrow. cool! ^^ but I have so many assignments, test, exams and projects. ugh. @_@

in general, I am feel cool today. Although it's weird, I feel a bit nostalgic prior to High School Life. tisk.


Blogged @ 8:24 PM
Don't let me go -

This is why...

28 July, 2007

Copied from Cheenee Ottara :

In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question, “What kind of man are you looking for?”

She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, “Do you really want to know?”

Reluctantly, he said, “Yes.”She began to expound…“

As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can’t do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man…or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, “What can you bring to the table?”

The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money.

She quickly corrected his thought and stated, “I am not referring to money. I need something more.”

“I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life.”

He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.She said, “I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don’t need a simple-minded man.”

“I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don’t need to be unequally yoked… believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster.”

“I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don’t need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded.”

“I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn’t taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive… he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can’t help a man if he can’t help himself.”

When she finished her spiel, she looked at him.

He sat there with a puzzled look on his face.

He said, “You’re asking a lot.”She replied, “I’m worth a lot.”



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almost all of my friends know what type of man can drive me nuts and crazy. Most of the times, they tell me I am dreaming of someone who does not exist....

well, what can I do? My mind is narrowed by the thought of living life on my own... so, there's a need of a man to prove me otherwise.

For years of reflection, observing and understanding realities in this world, I came to realize life is better when I need not to take consideration of another being very much closely related to me. It may be selfish, yeah, but there's just so much limitations that I foresee having someone with me. I will always have to take "him" as a factor in decision making. I will always have to be aware of his emotions, current situation, and activities. I will have to be bound to be with him (and seeing me with other guys means we're not in good terms or I am cheating). I will have to commit myself to be his personal companion most of the times. I will have to be obliged of informing him about my whereabouts. *i can enumerate more if but it would make this post long...*

Observing my blockmates who are currently in a relationship, they are subjected to always be with their significant other during lunch, break time, and even going home. Whenever there are friend get-togethers and block "laag", they are always left behind for they have to wait for their boyfriend... missing out all the fun. I know that it's their own choice and I cannot deny the fact that they are indeed happy. But I just can't fathom the thought that I will have to become a limited being just because of this (plus I feel, I am already limited... how far then, would my free ground be?) Furthermore, I want to achieve my dreams well and right. I want to pursue my mission in life without any restraints or restrictions. I don't want that one day, I'd regret not grabbing an opportunity for I must not and must have to, in order to maintain the relationship or what. And having another person means being owned. I don't want to be owned. I hate the feeling of being owned. But may be, just maybe I would entertain the thought of engaging into such situation, if and only if the guy fits the words written in the article. As I see it, the limitation is there, but the burden is lighter.

This is precisely is the reason why I am not at all easily attracted to men. Sometimes, I don't appreciate those people my friends call as head turners. I just don't settle for what satisfies my eyes, but also my heart.

I am not a man hater. I am not stone hearted. I am not an enemy of man. I am not a love-spoiler.

It just so happens that I am a woman of great dreams and hopes. And I prefer those, above all the others.

Blogged @ 2:53 PM
Don't let me go -

Stop or I'll sting you!

24 July, 2007

Physical Attraction----most of the people are drawn by this alluring force. Force that seems to blind people and integrate their tingling senses for love. But I tell you, it is a sensation! Many are victims of this and I am one of them...

I hate it when guys start to make "porma" at me after seeing me wear skimpy clothes, fitting dresses, extravagant make-up or attractive accessories. I hate it too when guys find me pretty after viewing my friendster account and ecstatically brags at me that they've accessed my account and made some comments. I hate it more when guys waaaaaay older than me fatasize of becoming a close friend of mine (I've only allowed one person and you know who you are) and begin expressing obviously pathetic gestures just to catch my attention!

Please don't try to make a good record... You're just making a total fool of yourself! I see every ounce of actions people do and I can easily distinguish which is genuine or otherwise. I am not at all insensitive. Infact, I am very sensitive. Too sensitive that I critique all forms of actions and I rightfully "dispose" those people who are just "in" for what they see.

I appreciate more those who see beyond what I show. Those who reaches into my heart and listens to words left unspoken by it.

So please stop. Seriously, all of you please stop! before I begin to sting you...

I will have to hurt all of you if I'm left with no other choice...

Blogged @ 8:44 PM
Don't let me go -

sweet escape

22 July, 2007



I'm loving the song sweet escape and so there is.. I have "labeled" my new shoes as instruments of my sweet escape. (whatever!)

whoosh! this blog has been empty for so long. well, well, well, i need time! T-I-M-E! and miraculously, I have time (to blog)! but come to think of it, this isn't actually a free time. Tentenenen! I am procrastinating again... haha.

This day has been a "worry-free" and "stress-free" day because I am not working on any school stuffs, I did not text the whole day, I am ignoring the fact that I will receive a "pangasaba" from my crew tomorrow and my mom bought me TWO pairs of new shoes!! weee!

Two pairs, making it four shoes! haha. :D I don't know what got into her mind (but I'm really glad whatever that is) but she woke me saying I should get all of my stuffs done coz' well go out and buy shoes! In an instant, I stood out of bed and ate breakfast (I had fried shrimp! num!) Actually, I've been complaining about my school shoes for a long time already. And one time, I kept bugging my mom to buy me a new pair, and she said wait..wait.. wait... my waiting has finally paid off. And not only did I get one new pair of shoes, I got two! all black! sweet! The other black flat shoes are actually casual shoes. Since ballet style shoes are "in" and I since I also find it cute, I bought it! now I have TWO shoes. I'm so eager to wear them na. nyay! :D

Hmmmm... It's pretty peculiar for me to suppress the feeling of self pity. I am actually sad at this very moment thinking about how will I manage to face Ate Honey tomorrow and explain to her what happened last Saturday and why sir Vitorillo got pissed off. huhuhu. I'm scared but I am not making such feeling eat me. I'm managing it so that it will be tolerable. Hopefully, I can make handle it well.

School sucks. Well, I suck. I am totally in the edge of make or break in chemistry. Ghad! I am so stupid at this subject. I suck. I failed our long tests. And now I'm hating it. Errrrr... And I don't know how to cope up with this matter. I totally screwed my grades because of this. eerrrr...

But nevertheless, I still find one good reason to go to school and strive, strive, strive! my crush. eeeeek! haha. Well, he's my blockmate. He's so smart, charming, cute, HOT! Nyaaaahahah! whenever I see him, I get this electrifying feeling of being "kilig"! I know its OA and eewww but I am enjoying it. It's been long since I last felt this feeling (approximately 2 yrs ago). And now, its back and I'm enjoying every single bit of it. And this feeling reaches its zenith every Friday during our P.E class. In our PE, we're taking Table tennis, and well.. I am sorta good at this and he is too! so meaning, since my other classmates are still learning how to play, we only got each other to play with, to play a really nice game of table tennis. I'm enjoying every moment we spend together. (char! yucks! hahahha. :D)

although from time to time, I really wanna escape from reality. I want to pause nor to stop. I want just for a small range of time to be free. Free from all other things. Free from work, school, books, lectures, friends, enemies, lovers, all the rest! I just want to spend time with myself and my God. haaaayzzz.. I need a retreat! And this would be a perfect sweet escape...


Blogged @ 9:02 PM
Don't let me go -

You want to know my best friend?

15 July, 2007

My best friend has always been my close friend. We share many likes and dislikes for which I think is one of the reasons why we got close. Every time I crouch in bed feeling physical or emotional pain, he's always there to ease the it. Every time when I walk on a road alone, I never get scared for I know somewhere in the corners, I'd see him and be with me. My best friend comforts me too, and really takes good care of me. He constantly reminds me to be happy and feel my heart.

What I like about my best friend is his sweet words of wisdom. Our talks always leaves in me in awe or leaves me a thought to ponder. I enjoy every moment I spend with my best friend. In fact sometimes, when we sit together, we imagine ourselves sitting in a colossal land with tiny flowers of all sort of colors scattered resting upon the vast green meadow. We imagine ourselves freely running through the garden filled with aromatic fumes from flowers, fruits and trees, and we then start to chase each other tickling one's ticklish spot when caught.

My best friend is not the kind of friend who's just there when fun is present. Mind you, he even scolds me or worse, makes "mahay" every time I commit a mistake and hurt him.

My best friend knows the deepest secrets I keep. He knows a lot of my weaknesses, he knows a lot of my flaws. Yet inspite and despite of these negative notions, he still chooses to love me and continues to care for me.

I cannot live with out my best friend. I may be a little neglective of him, but I do LOVE him. The kind of love, connection that I never felt with others. I feel free when I am with him. And I am very glad to have the chance to embrace this kind of friendship.

But there's one distinct characteristic I find of my best friend. When we hold hands as we imaginatively attempt to fly, I feel bumps of dry skin exactly at the center of his palm through the back of his hand. Some what a dried wound that never became a scar for the past thousand years. =)

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Im sad. :( school is driving me crazy.... Im getting oh so low grades in Organic Chem. plus in our lab. :( i want to break down already... huhuhuuuhuhuhuhu. *cries*

Blogged @ 11:41 AM
Don't let me go -