it's go time

"i wanna dance with somebody... with somebody who .."

2007-02-04T13:31:45Z

I had my first real swing and cha-cha awhile ago.
Being the only seventeen year old dancing with the ehem "young" ones, is a cliche, but really is not easy.
They were ever so graceful and refined. two synonyms which i still choose to put together.
The instructor was so keen on me he gave me a quick-but-you-have-to-shake-your-groove-thang-like-me lesson on each of the dances.
It ended with a broken nose and a plastic smile.
He said i was too hiphop and too ghetto for the dance.
eventually, i got the hang of it.
refined? need i say more?

what happend saturday?
6am.
almost late for the trip.
laguna to quezon to laguna to wonderland.
with new clique. lol.
camille "i love you slut"
judd "your mah bitch forevah"
erick "ang crush kong mr. propaganda"
ate niña "two-dimensional world. lol"
ate anj "tiyan tiyan!"
we got to ride on top of the jeepney and it was freeeezin!
pagsanjan falls.
majayjay falls.
i had minor cuts but still okay.
250 steps to heaven.
ang flirt ng crush ko.
lol.
12am.
rj picked us up from mcdonalds.
i thought i was going home but NOOO we have to pick cathy's brother at dbtc.
so whatever. i was still in my hiking clothes looking dugyot. lol.
thanks bess, maki, igs for the company.
i got in for free thanks to luigi. now i feel bad for the school who hosted. bankrupt?
il pay my debts. for sure.
i miss hugging you, frank. :)
went home 3am.

random pics from my mini dv.

canooooes are fun!

pagsanjan falls.

topload?

quezon.

judd. kim. cams.
[photo cred: judd]

duuuude. in your face! lol.

friday shoot was efffin fun! we are so adorable!

abs o! hahahah.

pics to come. if not. go multiply.

...
boyfriend: hindi girlfriend. fling lang yun kay _ _ _. yuck kaya!
lol.
love you boyfriend!

imagine that..?

2006-12-29T08:20:38Z

let me greet everyone a merry effin christmas again. :)
the looong break have been the best and the worst.
but its all good.

i drove drunk bigtime smoker uncle's pick up truck, without him fully aware.
by that i mean. he got in the passenger seat telling me to hit the busted gutter.
yemen!

mom: let's dye hair.
kim: finally. after a looong time of persuasion. i shall now see myself in a new light.
mom: not you. dye my hair. my hair.
kim: pooof. there goes my oh my looking all queery inside outside far faraway.
jak: welcome to loserville. population.
argyl: one.

oh friggin fahgiidness..

i heart you [theothercake] . thanks for the:
let me quote.

The I-Also-Have-Hot-Legs-Hot-Enough-To-Wear Skinny-Jeans Award

We hate her! She defied the rules of the group! She wasn't supposed to wear skinny jeans! But no... But whatta she's my idol! I also want to wear skinny jeans! Hahahahaha... The Hot Legs Award goes to... KIM!

tangina. imagine that! hahaha. let me blush for a second. hahaha. *blush* okay. done.

judd: anu ung wish mo?
judd: kayo na ni *bleep* ?
kim: no.
kim: contentment.
judd: lalim.

haha. imagine that. yes. im bleeeping his name. who would have thought.

so there. more to say. ess time. so soon. pictures. yes. please.

do the friendship jump hunnneeee...

2006-12-05T10:18:09Z

takot si bogs sa blair witch.
takot si kim sa clown.
ayan bogs.
wag ka nang CRANKY :P
all is fair in the eyes of God.
and the blair witch.

confrontation with socsci2 prof.
horribly funny. haha.

rock and literally roll at the sunken garden.
bayani kayo caloy.

...
ten things i hate about you.
i hate it when you make me laugh like an idiot.
and i swear to God im hating nine more things.

was out to paint the town GREEN.

2006-11-03T13:43:02Z

MASTER PLAN: get out of the house and meet mary, tah, aleli, beam.
the attempt for a confession failed due to time differences.
yes. the devil can slow one down. in our case.
four. that excludes aleli for being the early birdie who got quite pissed off.
surprise. hahaha.

before i even got out of the house. the devil wears prada resonated within my line of sight.
mom: saan ka pupunta ngayon?
kim: sa edsa shrine po. mag..
mom: ano?
kim: mag-cconfess po.
mom: bakit? mas effective ba dun? hahahha. i doubt it. hahahahha!
kim: uhhh.. kasama ko sila mary..
[mom still laughing]
kim: i'll take the car with me. pag nabangga ko. advance sorry nalang kay Lord ha.
mom: [stares] go..

PLAN A. failed. now to PLAN B.

OYO BOY SOTTO is the bomb.
why dont we all get one oyo boy?
hahahhaha.

mary: gusto mo ganun ka seloso?
kim: oo.. hahahha. hot eh.
mary: kahit to beyond?
kim: ah.. eh.. oo.. hot eh.. hahahha..

... chruch.
Father Roman got stabbed seven times.
i remembered.
forgive seventy times seven times.
sabe ni mang lito mukha daw kasing addict. ayan tuloy.

1.9 ...thank you God. ^_^

here's a little sumnin sumnin.

2006-08-27T05:07:24Z

let me count the ways..

JUNE is ..................

mimic_no_more @ 2006-08-23T18:00:00

2006-08-23T10:21:40Z

my favorite dog-lover just planned out my future for me.

i get out of film school alive, four years later hopefully.
work at a film production shithole for three years.
then devout my whole being for the next hundred years to "the empire".
and if God permits i get damn filthy rich. i get married to some self-made man. [she did mention a name. but it's still in dire need of a bleep.]
he violates the pre-nup.
i file for divorce or whatever.
i marry my one true love and live happily ever after.

oh yeah.. that's going to happen. how about a happily ever now?

bleep.. bleep..

today is "ateneo crashing" day. need i say more? yes. hahaha.
dlsu students should really find time to check out ateneo. i swear.
how'd the car get in without a sticker? hmmm... i wonder.

anyway. you may wanna read this.
aleli's blog is kinda fished up. so if your a fan of hers. then i'm doing you great favor.

people always leave.. - peyton sawyer

the one that got away.. actually, in the reality of life, it's not just one.. we lose people along the way.. often without wanting to.. but, alas, they become ghosts from a distant past.. and we can only regard to them as "someone i used to know.."

tragic, yes.. but that's how it is..

we can't have it all..

today is my chill-out wednesday.. and i found out that the idle mind is indeed the workshop of many beings.. not just the devil..

found myself backtracking..

about people and places i used to know..

when i remember some, i find myself laughing at myself.. really, you don't know how naive you were until you've learned to look at yourself from the eyes of someone else.. and looking at myself.. leaves me laughing like a hyena.. and yet.. there are some memories.. that still leave me numb.. when i remember them.. it's almost as if.. i'm back in that moment again.. only, i know that i'm not.. and in the end i know i wound up crying.. those tears have been cried.. and that's why i'm numb..

you see, there are people i used to know.. but right now i feel like i've never known them at all.. it's sad to think that they've come and gone.. but i've never gotten to know them.. it was only in the end, as the credits rolled up, that i got a first glimpse at them, really.. by then everyone's gone.. and i can only wonder to myself..

who was that person?

when i think of these people.. i still wonder who they really are.. and how much of what i knew of them are true.. but the weird thing is.. there's still a twinge of.. hurt, i guess.. a very small part of me still grieves for the loss.. my loss.. and at the same time.. i wonder.. if the thought of me makes them feel the way i do now.. numb and hurt at the same time.. or if "thoughts of me" even exist for them.. they are like pages in my scrapbook.. for all i know, i might not even be in theirs..

what we had meant something to me.. and what it meant to them.. i couldn't know.. there were days when i'd give anything to find that out.. but those days have passed.. the same time i've let them go.. now i just remember and i think..

i used to know people by the names..

haha, i'm not going there.. :)

i used to know you, you and you..

and you would know who you are..

if you used to know me too..

- ALELI

who's up for down?

2006-08-22T14:53:25Z

i brought my camera today hoping i could finally start on my term paper. English was kick ass.

After my last class, i went stalking again and ive learned a new chant..

"PASISTA! PAHIRAP! PATALSIKIN SI GLORIA!"

yes.. i stalked another rally.. i failed miserably on the photos though. they refused for the picture perfect moment. or so what my head kept on telling me as i run after them.

another encounter with Mr.Imissyou.
badtrip ka tlga!
you can wreck my hair and i'd just smile about it.
guess that's a crush now.
bleeech,

drove to the mall for last stop retreat shopping. oh. jak is. no retreats for sory ass kimoy. i think i had too much already. [not that i'm sick of it.] i love going to retreats. fresh air. silence. peace. love. hope. purity. humility.courage. faith.blech. yes. i do. i do.

it was seven. dad called up for the hundredth time now. the rain had started another chapter on me.
shit. another song.

"pumapatak na naman ang ulan sa bubong ng bahay.."
sing with me now, Lukas! hehehe.

on the way to the parking lot. we passed by this "hey! we make fantabulous hair from what-the-fcuk is that?!" salon.
it was empty. no customer in sight. just a stylist staring blankly as we pass by the lucid glass door.
then i wonder.. what's running through his/her [oh hell.. what do you call someone in between again?] mind whenever someone having a "bad hair lifetime" [bogs. alam mo toh. hehe.] pass by the salon?"
as we head back home. traffic still jammed as usual. here are some guess i've formulated.

"naku naman. hindi ba uso ang suklay sa bundok?"

"uso ngayon ang milk rebonding.. para sayo.. cheese rebonding!" [labo..]

"ohh no! were being attack by apes!"

"pota. kahit i-rebond ata yan mas maganda parin ang buhok ko sa kili kili"

"me tarzan. you cheetah."

"pwede nating ikulot yan. irebond. i relax. tas i-shave na natin pagkatapos!"

"UY! ang ganda! AY! wig pala!"

so.. how's my day?

a.s. spotting.

then the abominable happened.
aleli oh.

bryce the wise.
he gave in to his vice. [basketball]
and ended up getting my advice.
what was it? oh yeah. kick ateneo butt next time.

attack of the x-atenista.
caloy and his "bawat atenista bayani" shirt

we love you caloy!
he's the nicest atentista around. :)
BA you come in second. but dont worry we still love you. :)

who has a better kick ass pose?
aleli VS. coycaloy

but failed!

second attempt:
the carinderia connoisseur of manila VS. coycaloy

[nako nasan na ung octure??]

failed.
caloy wins by smiles :)
we love UP don't we?

my nuno sa punso.
love you bogs. :P

manong bryce.. is that you ? :D
oh yeah. a day later. he shaved his head.

dont worry. gagaling din yan.
to football and beyond!

ooooh.
when i grow up..
i wanna smoke..
and be all miserable.

so how was your day?
fantabulous?

mimic_no_more @ 2006-08-20T19:40:00

2006-08-20T11:45:21Z

rev.
your my hero.

today is bum day. oh yeah.. everyday is bum day. photoshoot today. some photos got "accidentally" deleted by God knows who hates me..

it was Christmas Eve..
on the way back to north pole
the guy in the red suit
suddenly faced the abominable..

.
..
...
....

to be continued...

ages ago..

2006-08-19T10:17:32Z

more bathroom breaks means freedom.

logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan.
logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. what do i do without you?? logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan. logan.

so kids.. remember.. obsession taken too far is waaaaaaay better than bad.. :p

I spent the whole day with veronica and her quirky sarcastic remarks.. yes.. someone can overpower me when it comes to my field. now that she's gone.. i hope i could sneak out and go to joel's party.. though i'm no party type.. rev and joy are going to be there.. and i miss them.. oh.. and joel too.. hehehe.. besides.. the last time he called for a gathering was for alex's surprise.. it was a riot.. i had a blast with those guys. yes. i miss them too. all the fooling around.. or just the plain chat.. oh well.. guess there's always next time..

mimic_no_more @ 2006-08-18T21:00:00

2006-08-18T13:52:15Z

im no expert in that field.
compromises work though. hahahha.

your in a dress. about to go to church. asked to sit at the back of the tricycle.
what do you do?
i say smile. pretend to accept defeat. sit. and as the vehicle moves. take off your christmas heels. throw it in the air. straighten your legs. lastly, feel the breeze. it may be polluted already, but i assure you. its worth the ride.
what after?
you get home barefoot. and happy. ^_^

your sister is a pain in the ass socialite.
what do you do?
give her the space she needs. be kind and nice. [it's not the same]
what after?
you wage war. ^_^

now you feel you've reached the fattest you've ever been in your life.
what do you do?
get over it.
what after?
i dont know. have you moved on?

its a shaky world out there.. keep distance.. hahahha..

cw10 prof: okay ka magsulat. nakakatawa.
me: hahaha.
cw 10 prof: sablay nga lang grammar mo. pero nman maayos yan.
me: hahaha.
...yes. its true. i suck at grammars. yes. yes. yes. now there's one blow. you can kill me now. :P

ping.. pang... PONG!!

2006-08-17T12:29:15Z

i hate firsts.. if it wont be embarassingly enough. it would just suck. ice..

my first ACLE day. I attended sikad's crash course.. and turned out eventually to a "crush" course. hahahaha..

my first ever "yeah bAby yeah" goal.. it should be worth it. it cost me my favorite right toe. [sssshhh.. don't tell the left one about it.. :P ]
my first ping pang pong game! we ended up vandalizing each other's wrists with permanent marker. waay to go mature college people.
^_^ hehehe..

reasons why Ms. Yumpanada is totally messed up and should not do bong again.

ask for tuna, she'll give you pepperoni
ask for chicken, she'll give you pork
ask for sweet pork, she'll give you chili beef
ask for chunky chicken bbq, she'll give you ham and cheese.
her eyes were scarlet.
her voice.. was it his voice? uh-oh
she broke the plate
and still manages to give you perfect change.

.... i just love her! ^_^

F.I.C. bryce.. do not forget.. i repeat.. do not forget.. hahahahah.

mimic_no_more @ 2006-08-16T18:40:00

2006-08-16T10:47:11Z

one.
two.
three.

if i cuss again because of tap dance. im sure il be in hell when i wake up tomorrow.
so pretty soon.. you wont find me near it.. to hell i meant.
i'm enjoying my much awaited 5.0 flat flat flat now.
ive been doing math.. since.. 5 seconds ago..
if i get a hasty 4.0 both in tap dance and kas1..
good for the greens.. bad for the maroons..
then i get 1.00..
hahaha..
im dreaming.
this is just too dumb for me.. :P

went shopping with judd today.
we burned cold cash.
yes.
i am officially getting nags tonight.

i went to church.
met a new friend
named marilet.
she's 3 years old.
and her hands were just cold
its not a rhyme, believe me.
she insisted we snack over M&Ms.
play cards.. fans.. magic.
yes. we had fun.
she ended up happy.
i ended up with a tummy ache.

good man: what do you get from photgraphy?
me: ..... [smiles]
good man: see.. that's what you get..
me: [still smiling. ready to chuck the big axe in his big head. oh yeah. im suppose to say im kidding.]

im thinking of writing a book.
writing a book.
a book.
sheeesh.

happyiloveyouday :)

mimic_no_more @ 2006-08-15T22:10:00

2006-08-15T14:16:31Z

this post is for my dear judd.

hey. i know it's been hard this past couple of days..
life is a bitch. its a cliche.
things happen for a reason..
but we'll kick ass this time around..
love you judd!
we'll shop and die..
to tim manila!
este team manila!!
see u.
^_^

another sore eye.

2006-08-15T10:58:50Z

they just left.

it was quite depressing.
"the one that got away." - aleli
may part2 pa nman. :D
10 years from now. cguro.
hahaha.

oi kenn. di pa ko actibista. hindi pa. hahahha.

pasahan nanaman ng cw10. tang in a milo talaga.

Alernative
Clasroom
Learning
Experience
sa thursday.
walang physics.. awwww.
Crash course kme sa sikad.
Kelngan mangidnap ng isang tao.
kikidnapin ko "siya" and make up all possible "would work" excuses.
hahahahaha.. :D

today's color: BENETTON.

kim walks around A.S. with "daria" shirt.
classmate suddenly pops out from nowhere.
classmate: keeeeeeeeeem!!!! si daria ba yan?!
kim: huh? hindi. [points at the word daria on the shirt.]
classmate: ikaw talaga! eh si daria yan eh! [points at the word daria on the shirt.]
kim: oo nga eh. [smiles.]
classmate: cuuutttttteeee namaaaan..
kim: i got it on sale.
classmate: no. i mean.. you. [does his weird-slash-stern smile]
kim: ha.ha.
talk about lines.
clasmate hah. :P

welcome to "sober"bia.

2006-08-14T09:04:21Z

its cold.
im cold.
its rigid.

bryce was singing his heart out at lunch.
we laughed our ass off thinking it was another one of his stunts..
he sang throughout the ride.
brought to us by ephy's pajero.
oh gracious.
hehehe.
then.
just when bogs and i got the perfect rhythm..
the rain started pouring.
leaving us in shame.
d bale, bogs.
we shall sing again next time! HAHAHA!

mrt news.
aleli was so pissed off. she was asked to set aside [trash it] her perfume and water bottle at the checkpoint.
gawdammit. dats soo mean. policies which is implemented for a few days becuase the media observes. sheeesh.

two girls were talking about this certain guy who is the perfect boyfriend material.
haha. the guy is a material?
now.
name those two girls.
:P

kas1. kill me now. :)
oh.. and tap dance too.

i have to type this down.
in the news today: a photographer for a tabloid, [another media man] just got attacked. How did it happen? He was riding his tricycle when two men came towards him and shot him several times. Well.. he's okay now..

lessons? Why the hell do you drive a tricycle? Am i gonna end up like him too? oh gawd. i hope not.

mimic_no_more @ 2006-08-13T16:07:00

2006-08-13T08:07:38Z

eto na nga.. wala pang title.. suggestions anyone?

He parked his newly washed black convertible outside the host’s house. He went out of the car and lit up a cigarette as to calm his nerves. It was eleven pm and the music was overheard outside the house. He flicked his cigarette and walked towards the front door. He knocked thrice but no answer. He kicked the door and it blasted open. The house was filled with teenagers who used the “group study” plan as an excuse to get drunk and wasted the whole night. As he entered the house, time had suddenly stopped. The music was turned down and the dancing was interrupted. Everyone’s eyes were suddenly on him. With his white sneakers, faded denim jeans, semi-fit white polo shirt; he paved his way through the back door leading to the garden. He grabbed a bottle of beer from the cupboard. Before he could reach the end of the house, a group of girls swarmed towards him. “Groupies” He thought. They wanted to have a little chat with him, so they tailed him wherever he go. Questions were flying here and there. He totally ignored them and continued walking. He reached the back door.

“Goodnight Ladies.” He smiled and slammed the door right on their faces.

“What a bother!” He added.

It was slightly dark outside. The lamp post in the middle of the garden is the only source of light throughout. He sat on the pavement drawing a pack of cigar from his pocket.

“That was rude, you know.” A voice heard from behind.

A little girl walked towards him. Little light from the lamp post shined upon her. She wore her Sunday dress and a red ribbon tied tightly on her long hair.

“Why do you care?” He stashed his packet back to his jeans.

“Have your parents taught you anything at all?”

“Their just some girls who can’t accept their own dejected lives, that’s why they scout out and stuck on other people’s business.”

“It’s supposed to compliment you, mister.”

“You’re just a kid, you don’t know anything.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, old man.”

“Hah. You have no idea who you’re messing with little girl.”

“You’re right. I don’t know anyone as ill-mannered as you.”

“What are you? Thirty? Fifty?”

“I’ll be twelve in a month.” She sat beside him and offered a hand shake.

“Well, you don’t act your age.” He looked at her and faced the lamp post.

“You certainly don’t act your age too. By the way, you’re supposed to shake my hand as a sign of respect. ”

“Oh… Really now…” He laughed as if he was mocking her.

He put out a stick of cigarette and lit it up.

“Hey! That’s bad!” She coughed.

“This?” He jokingly moved his cigarette closer to her face.

He laughed. She moved farther away from him.

“Did you know that on the average, someone who smokes a pack or more of cigarettes each day lives 7 years less than someone who never smoked?”

“Everyone will die, eventually. It doesn’t matter whether you smoke or not. Whether you’re a saint or a sinner, it will still come to you. ”

“Life is too short too mess it up and die miserably.”

“I know kid. What do you think am I doing?”

“You’re doing well on the “messing up” part.”

“Ha-ha. You know good shit kid.”

“It’s called reading.”

“How the hell you knew all these crap? Oprah?”

“For your information it’s Readers Digest.”

“Readers blah…”

“It’s Readers Digest. You don’t read don’t you?”

“I don’t bore myself with unnecessary things.”

“You’re right. You bore yourself with vices to shorten your life.”

“You talk too righteously, kid. It’s irritating.”

“Just admit it, I’m right.”

“You still think you live in fairy tales, don’t you? Come on, wake up.”

“No, I don’t. My dad died of Lung cancer a year ago.” She looked down on her shoes.

“Good for him. He must have died happily.”

“You don’t even know him!” She let out a soft whimper.

“He followed his passion, kid. That’s something to be happy about.”

“You don’t know how it feels to lose someone important to you.”

“I’ve been there, done that, kid. I lost my parents to fire. I know how it feels to be left out all alone.”

“So, that’s why...”

“I just told you how I lost my parents and that’s how you react?”

“Well… I’m sorry.”

“You should be. Look at you; you think you’re all perfect.”

“I am not!” She shouted. “You think I’m perfect yet nobody wants to talk to me!

Even the parents warned their children about me, that they should never come any closer.”

He wondered what she meant. The light of the post suddenly flicker upon the little girl’s face. There were burnt scars all over. He tried to reach his hand to her face. She hedged his hand and backed down.

“What is that?”

She stooped and did not say a word.

There was complete silence.

“So, why aren’t you inside?” He channeled back the mood.

“My brother left me out here. He said that he can’t allow me to wreck his party. I’m a drag to start with, remember.”

“You are. If I’m your brother, wait… good thing I’m not! Ha-ha-ha!”

He chuckled as he smoked continuously. She guffawed and took his remark confidently.

“If I’m a drag then you’re boorish with no manners, whatsoever.”

“Well, tell your brother he’s doing a bad job hiding you.”

“You don’t have friends, do you?”

“You know kid. If you’re eighteen, I could have liked you.”

“If you’re the last person on earth I’d get to spend my life with, I’ll kill me.”

“Call me when you turn legal, kid. I’ll take you out to lunch or something. I know you like me.” He snorted.

“Dream on…” She sneered and walked past through him.

He remained still for a few minutes. Stunned… Then he stood up, flicked his cigarette, dusted off his jeans and ran out of the house like hell.

say what Mr. tocino?

2006-08-13T07:53:07Z

heaven_tres: nakaktuwa naman..
heaven_tres: ^_^
me: bkit?
heaven_tres: ikakasal ka na.
heaven_tres: hahahaha
heaven_tres: ^_^
me: ^.^

... reality seem to take its toll. oh no.

last night at church. a 5 year old kid thought he was flirting with me. but really i was just looking at him dance. the right term would be. he was flirting with himself. pedophile attack!! hahahha. sorry. but im not a big fan of kids. pero panu pag ang naabuso eh ung matanda diba? im not asking this cause i'm old. hahahha.. dammit.

i give no support for the "soul search for the right person" in church. It's violating the sacred-ness of the house of God. But then agin. Finding a good man wouldn't hurt, right?!

I personally believe that Michelle Williams ruined the odds of true love for Jake Gyllenhall and Heath Ledger. I dont even knowif the names were right. [ayyy shoeeebizz! yes to gay love! hahaha!] and im writing this. cause i dont have a life. hahahha.

Here's something to think about today. ohh wait.. MIDTERMS is something to think about everyday.

... oh yeah... im not getting married.

yet!

^________________________^

i heart my bright sky.

2006-08-11T13:03:31Z

CreativeWriting notes:

look at the way pieces are done.
no strangers.
connect.
show but never ever tell.
watch the T word.
learn to withold emotions.
shorter piece, more dangerous.
symbolisms are eeck.

CreativeWriting life notes:

Live! Dont close your doors.
Dont chain yourself with anyone. especially your high school whatever..
Your 17 and commited? NO WAY!
Breaking up is good for the soul. Hell! everyone should try it!
Never imagine yourself to end up with your "first love". You'll drown soon.
Never take anyone into consideration when decisions come in. [well. except your family]
It'll be you. or some shit in a back alley.

we love CW10.. dont we? :P

call me loser, baybeh.

2006-08-10T14:23:13Z

i am now officially late.
you can now call me a loser anytime and id still smile about it.
well. eventually. after i rip those veins off your head. :D

reasons why:

i have missed cinemalaya films. [im a film student. i know. what a loser.]
i havent started my final paper on kas1. its about street foods. [i love to eat. i know.]
i have zero knowledge about the uaap. [jocks are scattered at a.s. but i have no idea who they are. what a..]
i even considered the uaap shit. [WHAT A LOSER!]
i havent completed my 6sheet. [no batchbonding. no buddy date yet. sorry sherwin. ]
my ongoing character sketch is now considered a chic lit. [wala ng tatalo sa pgkaLOSER ko.]
i lost my phone. bryce made me realized that i can't blame anyone now. dammit.

i love you. always and forever.
happy birthday!

where?

2006-08-09T10:58:51Z

it was heck of a looong day.

Kas1 is still jurassic.

BA told me i got [score to be filled up] on my creative writting class.. yess to sarcasm! hahaha. whoever hated it should rot in hell right now.

bonding with judgement. He left his report in my bag and flew back home.
uh-oh.. who's fault is it?

oh yeah. i lost my phone.

dad was surprised.
mum wasn't.

whoever saw it.
just take it.
"good riddens!" -bogs
im no longer a tech junkie.
as charlotte converted to judaism.
so perhaps..
ohh.. not me.

i shall be out of contact till i get well..

just ask the flu where i went.

false apparitions of laziness.

2006-08-08T12:08:36Z

the rainbow.
will never be one.
without the human eye.

i just found out that distemper is cure-able.
she took my cou'pee away..
she'll be paying.
oh yes. she will.
i hate ~~veterenarians~~ now.

still busy working on my cw10 character. [see. i do work around here!]
il post it here if i get to finish.
if..

random thoughts: [note to self.. this should be random.]

bogz has an american size head. [it means its big.]
bogz has the best hair. [in context, it follows wherever you think it should go. ask joeseph and aleli]
bogz has bigger hands than mine. [it means aleli has cute hands]
he has a new name too. and it's borgey. hahaha. as in borgy manotoc's.

peace! still lab your hair.

i hate ~~copy~~ ~~paste~~.

mart: i don't know. feels like my worlds toring apart
mart: but im still standing
mart: haha
me: its not.
me: im still here!!
mart: yeah. thanks.
me: trying to pull it together where you stand..

now. am i just the world's cheesiest friend? hahaha.

i am now dropping p.e. class and yet embarassed. well.. it seems the rianne would survive her chem18 and math17 for me. so i wont chicken out with my tap dancing shit. it was some deal i had to make. it took place among a mining engineer, an industrial engineer, a math major and a film bum. ohmydammit.

cliche.
uncle: ui.. umiitim ka ata..
me: oo nga eh. *smiles*

giving is my new hobby. i dont like it. but i love it. hahaha.

halt. who goes where?

2006-08-04T14:30:21Z

what ive learned from kas1 today.
"tardiness is emotionally disturbing!"
"pag pinagtago ka nila.. puta. magtago ka na!"
"ang volcanic" - ronald
"ang pangalan ng pusa ay manang" - judd
"alam niyo.. kapag ang bahay ay walang dibisyon.. lets get it on!"

on a lighter mood.. what intellectual conversation was in store for me..
"aleli is officially a nivia [nivea] model" - bryce
"heh. shut up nga." - aleli
"...... hahaha.. teka? hahahaha.. " -kim
"surie surie" -bogs
"si bryce.. bungangang tinubuan ng mukha" -kim

"do i make you look fat today?"

happy birthday kenn!
luvyah beach!!

t'was brillig.

2006-08-03T11:24:05Z

the jeep was so fessed up full as usual. 8 pesos will never be worth riding a 16-seater jeepney with 20 people actually succumb to each other's sweat. gawd. if walking permits reaching the uni at the right time. let me. now.

decoding math1.
decoding why math1 still creeps the hell out of me.
decoding why math1 teaches one to love.
decoding why math1 is your ultimate philosophical guide to surviving the cruel sensation of life.

according to aleli. RED is my color. get well sweetie. hahaha. shit. lalanggamin ka na. :) see you tom.

pre-advising wasnt so bad. sir campos was too busy with his laptop-ing job he just checks whatever i subject myself in.
i gave in to philo1 thinking i'd be another smart-ass as i get out.
me: philo1ako ngayon.. kayo?
matt and doreen [uuuuuuy!] : PAN PIL 19! *grins*
me: ay fish! sa kakahanap ko ng SOC SCI 3.. ndi ko na npansin ung panpil.. dammitmit..
matt: hehehehe.. *grins*
yes.. i am still lured by the wonderful discoveries of mankind.. only to be found in SOC SCI 3 and PAN PIL19 class.
these classes are very controversial.. and only peyups can answer why.

had a wonderful [yes. i can use it again] chocolate kiss date with matt, ilsa, and doreen.
thanks for the wonderful [yes. let me use it again] fish-and-fries-and-cake MATT! you hottie.. you! ;)
ilsa: let us kiss matt!
me: hottie! wooohoo!
matt: hahaha.
we should do it again sometime,, ye ol "food critics".. hahaha. wonderful.

here i go again. journey to my merry-go-round..
mrt station a.k.a sardines as usual.
the guards just annoy me. how they completely take over gruesome situations. mehn. tao lang naman kasi. hinayhinay naman sa pag-tackle sa pasahero.
though. a few hours back. a guy suddenly paved his way to the women section of the train. he was politely asked to return to the "non special" train by the stationed guard. he refused to back down and started cussing the hell out of the timid guard. mehn. tao lang naman kasi. sundin mo na yung guard. for WOMEN nga yung train eh. bulag ka ba.

train. 1st stop: Kamuning.
a woman's voice from the speaker. "dun nalang po kayo sa susunod na tren. masikip na po talga"
"paraanin po sana natin ang mga bumababa"
"salamat po"
then a group of hasty women passenger started snickering.
"babae yung driver? nako."
"baka mabunggo tayo niyan."
"baka naman girlfriend nung driver."
"kaya pala mabagal yung takbo eh."
"baka naman napadaan lang. tas natripan."
"wala na talagang magawa ang babae."

takte yan ah. bakit ba. kayo ko naman magpatakbo ng mrt eh. [il be dumber and bore myself to death though.] pero kaya rin naman ng babae gawin yun ah. planggana naman talaga oh.

what happened to uplifting womens rights.. huh?! tayo-tayo na nga lang.. magkakasiraan pa.
~~cmon. dont give me bullshit.~~

cranky as i reach home.
dad: anak, ang itim mo na.
me: *smiles* i love you too dad :)

... yes. it made my day once again. :)

to space and malnourishment.

2006-08-02T14:05:30Z

on tap dance. drop. drop. drop. :) heheheh. im a pathetic loser. let me drop it!

by lunch, bryce and i made a pact on making our lives priority-centered. academics. academic. academ. bullshit.

paparazzi attack.. leli and i were chillin as usual at the steps of love. when swarms of reporters came to us. [ok. let me de-xaggerate] fine. a local network ~~abs-cbn~~ reporter rushes towards us. leli still feeling sick. [this will be easy, i thought.]

reporter: uhhm. would you tell us your comment on the issues on political killings here in the philippines?
me: *still dumbstruck* uhhhh.. killings? *turns to aleli* killings?

haha. give me a break. i wasnt prepared.

by 2 pm. head towards vinzons hall for the assembly. then futsal by 4pm.

i love the hell out of it.

on the way home.. takte. muntikan na ko maholdap.

thank God.

he sure does love a soccer player.. right bryce? [ you ~~badly~~ need a wallet. ]

tomorrow.

we live again.

miss it.

2006-08-01T13:26:31Z

denial..
fear..
depression..
acceptance..
and most of all..
pizza. ^_^

we've all gone through whatever mess available in this world. dont you just love it? yes. crazy it may seem.
but wouldnt you just wanna go home after a long silly-ass-encounter-with-the-you-know-who day and just laugh about it? i did. i love it.

on the other side of the world. the ongoing conflict between Lebanon and Israel is just gaaaaaaaaah.. cmon. peace anyone?

~~"not a chance"~~

oh yeah. store for all seasons is de-pressing.. i hate this tingly feeling inside.
on a brighter note.. well.. uhhh.. there is none.. actually..
we will go back darling.
yes we will. ~~crash again.~~

it takes two to get it started.

kolehiyala? :P

tomorrow will always be the ~~worst~~ best day ever.

to true love and beeeyoooooonnnnd!
~~forever.~~