Ahhhh! The world is going gaga again. I’d like to thank Ma’am Chay and Chin Wong for teaching me journalistic skills (a.k.a the art of stalking which enables you to see all the real names of all the students enrolled for a sem, ID numbers, see their grades, find contacts in the most unexpected ways, read private posts, open accounts) Okay, that’s not taught in school, but when you have great friends, and great resources, you die.
I’m sarcastic. Because you know what, it brings you more pain than gain. And this entry is brought to you by the paingain of it. Go figure.
I’m currently stuck at a ton of open word documents. I have a paper to write, and blank pages are staring at me. Yes, I’m not staring at them, they’re staring at me, because I’ve been looking way too long. But no, it’s not writer’s block, because hello, this is my nth entry for the day. Haha. I just love writing and the precariousness of it.
Going back, it’s such a crazy day. And I bet tomorrow will be crazier. How couldn’t it be? Because when you’ve been with someone for way too long, everything should be a choice. You’re so smart, you can’t miss this. I know, by now, you’ve realized that choice.
Enough of your non-discussing of problems that matter. My math teacher said you should answer the hardest questions first. And enough of all blog entries that pertain to that you.
Tomorrow is G-day. I can’t wait. (Oh, and there are a hundred thousand words that start with G. Wikipedia doesn’t have the answer. So, guess what? Is it, good, gigantic, gun, garlic, goodbye?)
I don’t know, too. All I know, is that it will bring happiness on the long run.
1. You like pudding. 2. You like cake. 3. You’ve never been to the beach. 4. You’ve never been to the ocean. 5. You live in the United States. 6. You’ve smoked weed. 7. You’ve smoked cigarettes. 8. You’ve cheated on a test at school. 9. You’ve ran when you were angry. 10. You’ve cried yourself to sleep. 11. You’ve written a poem. 12. You’ve written a story. 13. You like thunderstorms and rain. 14. You like the snow. 15. You prefer warm weather. 16. You sleep with a fan on. 17. You sleep with the TV on. —> NEVER! I hate it when it happens! 18. You’ve sang a song all the way through today. —> Daryl got mad at me because I want him to play Party in the USA the other day :)) 19. You talked to someone you didn’t like today. 20. You’ve drank a whole carton of milk by yourself. 21. You bought something you didn’t need recently. 22. You are wearing jewelry of some kind right now. 23. You’ve drank alcohol. 24. You’ve went trick or treating when you were too old. 25. You have went ice skating. 26. You have went roller blading. 27. You’ve been on a skateboard. 28. You have a pet at your house. 29. You like cats. 30. You like dogs. 31. You enjoy Italian food. 32. You enjoy Mexican food. 33. You enjoy Asian food. 34. You enjoy American food. 35. You’re listening to music right now. 36. You’ve slept walked. 37. You’re currently mad at someone. 38. You’re currently annoyed. 39. You’re currently in a good mood. 40. You like Tic Tacs. 41. You’re currently tired. 42. Your favorite band is the Beatles. 43. You’ve painted your face before. 44. You have a job. 45. You hate your life. 46. You want to go to the movies. 47. You’ve played Strip Poker. 48. You like to play card games. 49. You’re currently bored. 50. You’re currently hungry.
Muchas gracias to Daryl who went with me to buy a phone, and man-shopped with me for a payong (because he needs to meet a friend ASAP). When we saw the umbrella I liked, we immediately bought it without spending an hour thinking. At that moment, I felt like the my routine is cracked up! I’m not used to buying things the way men buy them. It’s disgusting. How can you spend money that easy without going to other stores and looking for the best find? Don’t they just know the meaning of “sayang.” The feeling when you see a better one, at a cheaper price, right after you bought yours?
Oh, men are from Mars, women are from Venus, which reminds me I need to study for Theo!
It’s 4:07 a.m., just finished the first draft of my PR paper. I badly need sleep, and a new blog to complement my randomness.
I once wrote before why I could never be a doctor — because writing is a cure for me.
But two, I can’t be a doctor because I am always, always sick. I’m sick again for the second time this sem. Boo you, my white blood cells. Where is your defense against those viruses? I can’t breathe and my voice is manly and I can’t make my PR paper.
I’m just here, lying in bed, useless.
I just lost my phone the other day and I’m practically out of reach. Save for Facebook of course, which I’m starting to visit less because I need to find that stupid Yeti Zombie in PvZ. Haha.
Hope I could get better by tonight. Three page paper cramming, later. :)
I’ve always thought I was unlucky. I spill gravy on a beautiful dress, I tripped over during my high school field trip, I tripped during the TnT mobing, I broke my stilettos five minutes before a debut party, once I broke glasses on a department store and was forced to pay for them.
And now I got robbed. I lost my phone and that simcard I searched for in Greenhills for about an hour. Oh. This is the third time it has happened to me. If you know my mom, and you’re reading this. Don’t tell her, she’ll kill me.
But still I’m alive and I’m thankful for that. My new bag got slashed, and I lost another.
I’m right. I’m unlucky. Too bad, those bad vibes don’t get into my system. I’m lucky.
I have an 8:00 class tomorrow and I’m still wide awake (considering that I need eight hours *or more* of sleep everyday to keep me sane), and I still plan to play one more game of Plants vs. Zombies. I hate you Daryl for downloading PvZ for me (although I bugged him to do so).
School has started and I think it’s going well. Except for my little laziness which sprouts everytime, school is fun. I’m having what I call “Junior syndrome” because I am starting to regret do the things I have never done before. One more sem and I’ll be in Senior status, with thesis, OJT, PvZ (hopefully not anymore), orgs, friends, and the perennial “personal problems.” Go figure.
But I swear it would be great. I’m looking for a way to make things even better, and I think it starts with goodness. Stop all the bad thoughts na kasi. Diba? Stop stalking. Stop thinking about the past. Stop all that do not matter. (Okay, this is me talking to myself now.) I need to sleep play.
And I think, I badly need to make another blogspot account. I miss serious blogging.
So, I have never blogged anything about what’s happening in my life in this Tumblr account. I don’t know. It’s just that I don’t feel like writing long paragraphs these days. Screw you, newswriting.
School is better this sem, and I am so pressured. Talk about Junior Syndrome. Yes, there is such thing as that. The one that you have when you feel you haven’t reached enough at this point (in time). Sir Sev, kill me now for using this term, but it sounds well, eh!