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Thursday, September 13, 2007

JUSTICE please.


Wake up.

This is reality.



Monday, August 27, 2007

Currently Reading
The Cry of the Hunter/Paper Money
By Harry/Follet, Ken Patterson
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either i'm pregnant or i'm mad.

Oh hell.

They say jealousy brings out the monster in every human. Well I must say, that's one hell of a monsterslash bitch living in me!

Ever since I arrived home (exhausted and equally exihilirated from the temple trip), I have been absolutely nutty over every little thing. Perhaps it was an instictive reaction or warning maybe, from an impending "jealousy attack". Just as I have sat in front of the computer, surfing for anything interesting-- f*ster, peyups, multiply... BAM! I saw my guy's messages. TO HIS FRIENDS. HIS FEMALE FRIENDS.

That hit a nerve. A very sensitive nerve.

Only because our landline is currently not working and I couldn't talk with him as often as usual doesn't mean that his FEMALE friends (who are unincidentally his classmates as well) could talk with him as "friendly" as they could although I know that there's really no reason to panic because it IS true that they really spend more time with him whatwith school and all and their unbridled communication and they ARE really just being friendly and no more than that, unlike me whose parents don't really approve of him and our relationship and heck they're not even supposed to know that I am still with him (!!), and because of that we couldn't spend more precious time together like what lovebirds really should have done and obviously we aren't from the same school (he to UST and yours truly to UP) and he still doesn't have a cellphone since he lost his and our landline is so freaking not working just yet (!) so maybe I really am just panicking too much and had gotten to much nuts in my head that I am overreacting as usual to my guy's cute boyishness charm that just attracts females who then later on become his closest friends and he's not gay just because he has more female friends in his class and our phone is still not working and I miss him so damn much!

*pants*

Okay. Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. There we go.

I let myself rant again, haven't I?

There goes my piso thought.

Whoo.

Sarap ng filing.


Friday, August 24, 2007

Currently Listening
Oklahoma
By Billy Gilman
Oklahoma
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malas lang o.

Marami nang kamalasan ang nangyari sa akin this past week. Sobra. Heto nga, i-eenumerate ko pa:

1. Noong umaga ng Martes-- 10:00 ang first class ko. At anak ng tinapa, I overslept! Ampf. Kagabi ba naman kasi, nag-aral ako para sa esaam namin sa Histo3. Napa-late yung tulog ko, kaya ayun, hindi kinaya ng katawan ko na magising nang maaga. Tsk. Nakaalis ako ng bahay 10 na. E jusme, sa Padre Faura, Ermita pa yung UP! Mabilis na kung makarating ako dun nang isang oras lang ang nagdadaan.

Tuesday, August 14, unang absent ko sa klase.

Anak ng tinapa naman o.

2. Yung eksam namin sa Histo3?

....

TOXIC.

pota.

(Ganito kasi yung eksam: dalawa lang naman yung parte e. Una, true or false lang daw. Amputek. Utot lang yun. Hindi nga modified, grabe naman sa ka-toxican yung mga statements! Parang out-of-this world yung mga terms. Binigyan kasi kami ng readings na halos one inch and a half yung kapal tapos long bond paper pa tapos typewritten yung teksto. Tapos lahat ng nakasulat doon, kung hindi pangalan ng isang tao, puro mga salitang banyaga na kailangang kabisaduhin. Heto yung pangalawang parte, multiple choice-- matching type. Pero take note, pagkakuha na pagkakuha pa lang namin nung questionnaire, sabi ni Sir, "For the multiple choice, you may choose only 10 sets."

Syempre kamot ng ulo ang mga isko at iska; sabay lipat sa part 2 ng eksamin para ma-browse.

TINAPA ULI!
 
Labintatlong sets ng matching type, fifteen items each! At hindi lang yun, parang identification pa yata na halos tig-iisang salita lamang bawat paglalarawan!

Sa mabuting palad, wala namang naubusan ng dugo sa amin. Hindi na ako nagtaka sa mga nagpasa ng papel na mga estudyante na dinudugo na sa ilong.)

3. Gutom na ko pagdating ng break. Rob kami uli. Matapos ang ilang tambling, nakarating na kami doon. Ayos, gusto ko ilibre ngayon sarili ko pagkatapos nung eksam. Teka nga, maka-withdraw muna.

...

HOLY COW! Nacapture alive ang aking atm card!

Tinapa ng mga tinapa. Banas na banas na ko.

4. Pinapunta ako sa branch ng bangko sa may Kalaw para makuha card ko. Ampf. Tamad na tamad pa naman ako.

Ayun, sa kasagsagan ng bagyo at baha, lumusong pa rin ako sa delubyo para lang makuha card ko. Tsk. Pero pagdating ko doon, "Ay Ma'm, balik na lang po kayo bukas kasi mukhang ma-lalate yung nagbukas ng atm doon e. Sorry Ma'm."

!!!

Nako kung hindi lang pogi ka, nakipaggyera na ko sa bangko niyo.

5. Lumayas dalawa naming katulong. At tanga lang, ako yung nandito sa bahay nung umalis sila.

"Bianca, punta lang kaming Riverbanks ha. Kunin mo muna 'tong susi para ma-lock mo yung bahay pag-alis mo."

Yun. Yun ang mga last words nila sakin kaninang umaga pag-gising ko. Dahil mejo bangag at kalahating-tulog pa ako nun, hindi ko na napansin yung mga gamit na dala nila. Grabe lang. Antange ko talaga kanina.



So far, ang mga yan pa lang naman ang worst na nangyari sa akin noong mga nakaraang araw (at kanina). Marami pa akong hindi nabanggit, pero hanggang dyan na lang muna ako. Baka lalo lang ako ma-badtrip e.

Ay heto, mag-iiwan na lamang ako ng tanong na sagutin niyo. Nalaman ko kasi yung sagot kanina sa prof ko. Either ignorante ako, o tanga lang talaga para mapamangha noong sinabi sa amin yung trivia.

Bakit hindi bumibigat ang mundo anuman ang pagkarami ng mga taong nabubuhay rito?

Let me hear your thoughts.

Cheers.

 



Monday, August 20, 2007

Currently Listening
The Lion King: Special Edition
Can You Feel the Love Tonight?
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juana in college

       Ever since I stepped the grounds of the University of the Philippines Manila, my fear for my survival in college has been growing to such a magnitude that I can barely measure.  Yes, I am terrified of college and everything it embodies. Independence and change, two intangibles that monopolize the usual life of a college student once he or she enters a university also haven’t failed to provoke fear and anxiety more often than not. As a quite well off and very timid young lady in high school, treading into college waters seems to me as a fool’s exploit into reality. But I must be more than a fool, a jester probably, because not only have I entered college, I have actually crossed the alarmingly dangerous territory of the University of the Philippines.

       The high school life that I have gone through in St. Scholastica’s Academy in Marikina appears as child’s play compared to the university. As the new Iskolars ng Bayan, we had our egos boosted so much that belittling other schools already seems acceptable. After which however, we were abruptly pushed forward into the vague reality of being independent. Change became a routine and suddenly I found myself looking for an escape. It was useless, but there hasn’t been an easier way for me to come through all of it.

       How silly I was. I wish I’d been braver.


Friday, May 25, 2007

at long last.

may school na ako.

 

 

 

 

oo. finally.

 



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