hahaha. today's Tuesday, 7:41 pm, a few minutes before one tree hill
Pile before Pele? pretty weird. I KNOW. it's just that things are piling up in school -- homeworks, projects, quizzes and the list goes on. There isn't just enough time for me to watch FIFA! the long awaited football season there is in the history of kicked balls. See? Pile of homeworks before descendants of Pele (the greatest football player there is!). hahaha. but to be honest, it seems i'm the only one who can't really feel too much pressure. it seems everyone's complaining about too many assignments but if you ask me, it's just three. yeah, i know the homeworks are really tough but hey, everything feels good once you're done right? it's just a matter of optimism -- something we really need now that we're in our junior year!
Junior Year... ahhh, the year where your grade matters most since it is the indication whether or not you'll get into a good college (for some who cares) and the year that you're hoping you'll have less breakouts and more "uuy! blooming" comments. Speaking of "blooming" i just realized many of our batchmates "evolved" instead of "bloomed". haha. no really, there are a lot who colored their hair (btw, it looks good, it's just that it's not allowed) and the daily use of tints and blush thingies (for confused peeps: make-up). it's not that i have something against these people that i see these minor changes too much but it's just really nice when you see these girls, the ones that usually had juice on their blouses, spaghetti stains on their skirts and tangled hair back in the good 'ol days; are now the cleanest creatures you've ever seen. hahaha. man i wish i could be a little girly, but then, i'd be way over perky.
Okay being all glammed up reminded me again about prom. Haay... kelan ba maaalis sa utak ko yun? Sometimes I just really wish we're not allowed to bring prom dates. Prom dates are hard to find, really. Their somehow like looking for the "right one", they have to be your best bet if you want to have an easy time with your oh-so-tight dress and your thousand-inch heels. I just really wish i could bring matteo, but then again, it's too impossible. But i bet i'll have a good time with him. hahaha.
Okay, too much talk less work. I've got to find the three letters Rizal wrote about Noli... man... homework sucks... hehehehe...
Cheka.out.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Friday, June 23, 2006
Weekend
Hahahaha! It's Saturday!
2:10 pm
This weekend's a very special one. Peeps during the first day of classes can't take their mind of disney's high school musical and neither can I. It was so much anticipated by almost everybody just because it was already shown during commercials mid-summer. I can't wait for tomorrow!
You see, I've always been a Disney fan. I was very much into becoming a Disney talent (secretly) when I was a kid. I even thought that maybe I could be the voice of Mulan's baby in the future when I found out Lea Salonga was Mulan's singing voice. I was pretty much a big fan. I grew up watching the Disney princesses and now that Disney's bigger, I'm pretty much into watching the whole channel. Well, hopefully, time will fly by and maybe I'd be able to watch the High School Musical earlier than I expected. Heehee.
Cheka.Out. ;)
2:10 pm
This weekend's a very special one. Peeps during the first day of classes can't take their mind of disney's high school musical and neither can I. It was so much anticipated by almost everybody just because it was already shown during commercials mid-summer. I can't wait for tomorrow!
You see, I've always been a Disney fan. I was very much into becoming a Disney talent (secretly) when I was a kid. I even thought that maybe I could be the voice of Mulan's baby in the future when I found out Lea Salonga was Mulan's singing voice. I was pretty much a big fan. I grew up watching the Disney princesses and now that Disney's bigger, I'm pretty much into watching the whole channel. Well, hopefully, time will fly by and maybe I'd be able to watch the High School Musical earlier than I expected. Heehee.
Cheka.Out. ;)
It's been WAY too long
May 3, the last time I entered a post
June 23, the second time. 9:18 pm, Philippines
Many things happened after leaving for Pangasinan for my lolo's burial. One good thing about the changes were the constant compliments I got from relatives far from where I live. Hahaha. Talk about affirmation.
Upon reaching Manila after the trip, things got haywire. Phone cut off, PLDT was slow at repairing and reconnecting the line, their stupid new SOP's that even Einstein would hate and the long month of absence from my Friendster account, this blog and my oh-so-favorite, MYSCENE. After that vacation, it was pretty much busy. Training, summer reading program, trips to National Bookstore and the constant "oh my! wala pa akong prom date" talk with friends. I know, prom isn't everything but it's the only happy non-academic staple there is in third year life. The rest of a junior's life would be books and the constant white hair appearance and for some, pimple breakouts.
Prom.
I never knew it came from the word Promenade. hahaha. well, I did but it wasn't a long time ago when I thought that prom was simply a four letter, non-shorcut word. (forgive me for my grammar or maybe my malapropisms...) hahaha. Prom isn't really that big of a deal for me because i have a bigger chance of going stag than hoping Matteo Guidicelli can be my prom date.
Him.
Oh my, did I just blurted that out? hahaha! Maybe, this post would end up in the wrong hands or maybe good ones so just to be clear, let me explain why i like "him". Matteo had always been an inspiration, not the yucky, musshy sort of inspiration but the "wow! I wish I was him" admiration. He's a champion karter, I loved cars. I wanted to pursue F1 racing, I think he did too. So everything started from that. Then, everybody found out about him. What the?!! Turns out he's also a model. The first issues of teen magazines he appeared on became his steeping stone on many girls' hearts but mine was different, it was his racing.
Racing.
Aha. My dad actually doubted I was a girl when he saw how much I loved cars, basketball, football (soccer), eating and getting dirty a lot. I know it's a joke so I don't really ponder on it that much. But really, i love these things. I'm your usual girly girl, I shop a lot, uses makeup when needed (i have skin asthma) and talks about boys. Even my main sport's pretty girly, I'm a volleyball varsity player so it pretty much added up to the "perkiness" my friends connect with me. You see, I'm just all about balance, I'm never satisfied mastering the other side, I have to master everything and it just so happens that I find my tough and pinky side goes so perfectly well together.
Friends.
I thought this year was going to be with the Twodettes, my classmates since freshman year. Our school semi-blocks sections and I thought, "hey, I'm pretty average so maybe I'm going to be stuck with them". Too much comfort I say, the next thing I knew, I was dispatched to another section only to find out I was the only twodette to remain in our old classroom and the only twodette to be transferred without anyone on my side. Talk about being a loner. It's hard to adjust especially when you grew up with certain friends. It's hard to move on when you're trying to get the most out of highschool because you know that you have to move on in college. It's hard to accept the fact that I'm no longer a twodette, maybe in heart and maybe because I'm still in section two that I will still be considered one; but I'm no longer a part of their class, and that I have to be part of another strongly-bonded section.
My section's nice and all, but I really don't feel as welcome. I don't get their jokes when they start to feel a sense of nostalgia, I don't know where to go when we're asked to group by friends and I can't open up when they ask me if I'm okay. I'm a little too formal now, I no longer can goof around and burp all I want in the classroom, I can't shout good morning murderers once I step inside the room and I can't even say love you guys! whenever I want now. Maybe it's better that I'm not with friends and I can solely focus on my studies and transcript but emotionally, I'm a wreck. But don't worry, it's nobody's fault. It's me who has to change.
Change.
Wow. that was pretty dramatic! anyway, change is going to be constant this year. Just last week, I met cousins fromt the US, Stephanie, Noelle and Paul. They're really nice but I wish to get to know them better. Ate Noelle's been very friendly and was actually surprising. She told me that her brother's girlfriend was Suite Life of Zack and Cody's Brenda Song and that was really shocking. I've never met Brenda and I only see her on tv and now, she's my cousin's special someone! WOW. That's a big change! Another change would have to be my club this year, I decided to take a risk and try out for all the clubs I've always wanted to try and I'm hoping I could join or pass at least one of them. Haahahaahaha.
My dad's asking me if I'm finished with using the internet. Although I'm not yet finished, I'll give way hoping you guys would still have the patience to read my future posts. hahaha rock on guys...
P.S.
If ever this falls into the hand of Matteo Guidicelli, will you be my prom date?
June 23, the second time. 9:18 pm, Philippines
Many things happened after leaving for Pangasinan for my lolo's burial. One good thing about the changes were the constant compliments I got from relatives far from where I live. Hahaha. Talk about affirmation.
Upon reaching Manila after the trip, things got haywire. Phone cut off, PLDT was slow at repairing and reconnecting the line, their stupid new SOP's that even Einstein would hate and the long month of absence from my Friendster account, this blog and my oh-so-favorite, MYSCENE. After that vacation, it was pretty much busy. Training, summer reading program, trips to National Bookstore and the constant "oh my! wala pa akong prom date" talk with friends. I know, prom isn't everything but it's the only happy non-academic staple there is in third year life. The rest of a junior's life would be books and the constant white hair appearance and for some, pimple breakouts.
Prom.
I never knew it came from the word Promenade. hahaha. well, I did but it wasn't a long time ago when I thought that prom was simply a four letter, non-shorcut word. (forgive me for my grammar or maybe my malapropisms...) hahaha. Prom isn't really that big of a deal for me because i have a bigger chance of going stag than hoping Matteo Guidicelli can be my prom date.
Him.
Oh my, did I just blurted that out? hahaha! Maybe, this post would end up in the wrong hands or maybe good ones so just to be clear, let me explain why i like "him". Matteo had always been an inspiration, not the yucky, musshy sort of inspiration but the "wow! I wish I was him" admiration. He's a champion karter, I loved cars. I wanted to pursue F1 racing, I think he did too. So everything started from that. Then, everybody found out about him. What the?!! Turns out he's also a model. The first issues of teen magazines he appeared on became his steeping stone on many girls' hearts but mine was different, it was his racing.
Racing.
Aha. My dad actually doubted I was a girl when he saw how much I loved cars, basketball, football (soccer), eating and getting dirty a lot. I know it's a joke so I don't really ponder on it that much. But really, i love these things. I'm your usual girly girl, I shop a lot, uses makeup when needed (i have skin asthma) and talks about boys. Even my main sport's pretty girly, I'm a volleyball varsity player so it pretty much added up to the "perkiness" my friends connect with me. You see, I'm just all about balance, I'm never satisfied mastering the other side, I have to master everything and it just so happens that I find my tough and pinky side goes so perfectly well together.
Friends.
I thought this year was going to be with the Twodettes, my classmates since freshman year. Our school semi-blocks sections and I thought, "hey, I'm pretty average so maybe I'm going to be stuck with them". Too much comfort I say, the next thing I knew, I was dispatched to another section only to find out I was the only twodette to remain in our old classroom and the only twodette to be transferred without anyone on my side. Talk about being a loner. It's hard to adjust especially when you grew up with certain friends. It's hard to move on when you're trying to get the most out of highschool because you know that you have to move on in college. It's hard to accept the fact that I'm no longer a twodette, maybe in heart and maybe because I'm still in section two that I will still be considered one; but I'm no longer a part of their class, and that I have to be part of another strongly-bonded section.
My section's nice and all, but I really don't feel as welcome. I don't get their jokes when they start to feel a sense of nostalgia, I don't know where to go when we're asked to group by friends and I can't open up when they ask me if I'm okay. I'm a little too formal now, I no longer can goof around and burp all I want in the classroom, I can't shout good morning murderers once I step inside the room and I can't even say love you guys! whenever I want now. Maybe it's better that I'm not with friends and I can solely focus on my studies and transcript but emotionally, I'm a wreck. But don't worry, it's nobody's fault. It's me who has to change.
Change.
Wow. that was pretty dramatic! anyway, change is going to be constant this year. Just last week, I met cousins fromt the US, Stephanie, Noelle and Paul. They're really nice but I wish to get to know them better. Ate Noelle's been very friendly and was actually surprising. She told me that her brother's girlfriend was Suite Life of Zack and Cody's Brenda Song and that was really shocking. I've never met Brenda and I only see her on tv and now, she's my cousin's special someone! WOW. That's a big change! Another change would have to be my club this year, I decided to take a risk and try out for all the clubs I've always wanted to try and I'm hoping I could join or pass at least one of them. Haahahaahaha.
My dad's asking me if I'm finished with using the internet. Although I'm not yet finished, I'll give way hoping you guys would still have the patience to read my future posts. hahaha rock on guys...
P.S.
If ever this falls into the hand of Matteo Guidicelli, will you be my prom date?
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