February 2011
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Bad habits are hard to break!
I just cannot…
Not get out of a bookstore without buying a book or even just a pen or anything cute.
Not get out of a mall without checking its Booksale franchise, if it has one.
Not buy an iced-coffee whenever I see one.
Not put a lot of powdered milk in my cold coffee at home.
Not get out of McDonald’s without buying an ice cream.
Not put chili flakes or hot sauce on my pizza.
Not...
Dear diary 02/26/2011,
Finals on Japanese class today… T__T
I didn’t really study… because I got lazy yesterday (more like, I am lazy everyday!). Anyway, uhmmm… the last part was really difficult, had to translate one Japanese paragraph to English. It was from one of the stories we’ve read but I just really cannot remember what that paragraph was about… T__T And I forgot what “beside” and...
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Suicide night tonight!
I have a total of six requirements due for tomorrow and I haven’t even started anything yet, not even one. Well, that’s just the kind of person I am - a great procrastinator! Hahaha! I have long ago fully accepted that side of me. I probably won’t be getting any sleep tonight. I don’t know whether I’d immediately start working on these requirements or I’d take a...
We went to the House of Representatives today
…for our class in Philippine Constitution. We got lost a bit. Hahaha! Nevertheless, we arrived there unscathed. We toured it a bit, the tour wasn’t fun. But we were able to go to the place where they hold the sessions of the congress and it was really cool. I only get to see it on TV. I don’t really care about the current political or whatever issues the country has but I told myself that...
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Why can’t I freakin' tell you I like you?...
When I like someone, it’s a firm decision that I will never tell them about it unless it’s been years back and I’m totally over them already or just unless I get caught and I have no alibi anymore. ~^v^~ Last year, I had a small talk with a high school schoolmate, I told her I used to like one of our colleagues very much and she asked me why I didn’t say so at that time and I was like “Why would I...
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Smile For Me
Your posters hang on my wall I hope someday you’ll heed my heart’s call I have my earphones amidst the noisy, busy street, Listening to your love songs’ every beat A crumpled paper on my hand says my destination Going to my next job, I set out without hesitation The lights sparkled like stars in the night The façade, to imitate heaven, was painted white Everything is set for...
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I wake up in the morning,
…feeling my heart trembling. What could possibly cause this? The dews of the morning dawn, the icy dripping on each flower in the garden or could it possibly be because my heart keeps beating too fast and is about to burst from too much you?
But as I start my day with a smile, with music playing in the background, I don’t care about the petty details. No one cares anyway, it’s only about...
Happy days
Finally, the tears I have long been wanting to shed fell down my cheeks, for real. Well, I wanted too much to cry because it seemed like the only way I could vent out my negative feelings (I seemed to have reached my limit?…). I tried to cry, since I’d said my eyes won’t allow the tears to flow, but soon enough I realized I was actually already crying. It seemed to wash away my negative...
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Wishing upon a star...
…won’t make my dreams come true because some things not meant to be will never be. Whether I make a wish on a million stars every night or whether I throw millions of coins in wishing wells, I’d be all put to waste. Instead, in the midst of the darkness of my room, I put my earphones on and listen to songs. Shunning myself from reality and letting the tears flow continuously down my cheeks,...
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*SIGH* That's all I could do for now...
I was just waiting for the earth to open up and swallow me whole… just like those I read in manga.
I wanted to cry right then and there… I felt like crying. I’ve been wanting to cry these past days, anyway, but like I said, my eyes won’t let the tears flow. And crying won’t solve anything, and it’d make me look more foolish than I already am…
Well, I...
Yellow Tulips
Yellow tulips from Yuu-chan’s debut… May 2009.
According to our Botany book, Yellow tulips symbolize “hopeless love”. I only got to know about this fact last year, 2010. Perhaps the hopelessness of love is really already engraved in my unconscious, in my destiny.
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Usually, my head has too much pride to let my...
Finally, this post-valentine’s date I was talking about pushed through. I just couldn’t be happier! I can’t wait to show-off to other people. Hahaha! Yes, I’m that kind of person… I’ll just blog the details some other time in some other post. Aside from this great and cool thing, today was the day after valentine’s and nothing else great happened. Eh… destiny kept playing with me, I kinda got some...
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Syncopated: Accent the unexpected
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First of, I wanna apologize to the original owner of the main photo we used on the poster. Sorry for using it without your permission. I supposed it was from a preview of some paid stock photos.
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Anyway, my beloved college org will be having a fund-raising concert on Feb. 24, Thursday. That’s rather uncommon, why a Thursday? because we have no classes on the...
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HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! ♥
A short compilation of the heart-related deviations I have on deviantART.
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バレンタインの日おめでとう！
ごめんね、でも、君がとても好きですよ!
Sometimes I wish...
my friends or anyone who knows me personally, do not read this beloved blog of mine. I post stuff here they would probably never hear from me in real life because I use this blog for venting out my frustrations, emotions, and stupidities. I don’t mind if someone random and a complete stranger stumbles upon this blog and reads this. It’s just like reading an article anyway, but when I know that...
I laugh at my old self
whenever I read my past writings, poems, stories, and blog posts. We all have a feeling that the present us is better than the past us, right? But that past us was real too. It had been us once in our life. And no matter what you’ve been through, what you’ve felt at that time had been real too.
I write love poetry when I get inspired a.k.a. when I see/read a romantic story, hear a romantic...
They ask me questions…
but no matter what I do, I can’t give a definite answer.
No matter how literate I am,
no matter how many words I know,
no matter how wide my vocabulary is,
no matter how fluent I am in whatever language,
no matter how I explain it;
they will never understand unless they become me…
…because I am the only one who can feel the warmth of my happiness, the only one who can fully understand my...
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Frappe for dinner…
Because I was too tired to blog last night, I’ll be blogging today.
This all happened yesterday…
At long last, after weeks of postponing it, our oral exam in Japanese class finally pushed through. Whew! I was able to answer most of the questions, though I’m not sure whether I answered it properly. I didn’t do badly but I didn’t do too well either. Anyway, at least now I can breathe already....
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Doodles, sweets, and avoidance....
Hi! Seems like I’ve been updating this blog almost everyday. That’s nice. I need to vent out some emotions and rants.
Looks like I’m about to catch a cold, unless I prevent it fast. I’ve been sniffing lately. *sniff sniff*
So, boring classes today. Are there any interesting classes still? Seems like I’ve been slacking off lately because graduation is just somewhere around the corner, a month and a...
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I can see the color cherry slowly spread on your...
Why?
Because you want to complement the blue sky?
Or because I passed by?
Then I saw you puff, put both hands over your cheeks, and pout.
Don’t get mad at me!
Or if you look that cute when you’re mad,
Then you can get mad at me forever!
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Randomness only because I love the color cherry, something between red and violet. Neither red nor violet, cherry!
One last summer left…
It’s so hot, it feels like summer. I had to tie my hair in a bun to keep some of the heat away. I like to think it’s summer already, school’s out, and, in place of the Cherry Blossoms which doesn’t grow here, there are yellow Golden Showers falling from their trees, ready to give shelter to anyone who might need a place for a love confession. A love that blossomed with the summer but will endure...
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I just really love having this blog...
I get to rant about anything and everything under the sun, considering, of course, that I do not belittle anyone. I don’t have plans of doing so, anyway.
I use this blog to post all my rants which are too long for twitter. I barely use my twitter account for personal rants like I used to, the use of twitter for me these days is for retweeting the tweets I liked from some people I follow. Anyway,...
Yearbook write-ups are just like...
putting your best foot forward. Exaggerating the truth that would haunt people you want people to remember for the rest of their lives. You could lie, no one would know, anyway, people barely keep the yearbooks, they are excited for the first week or month of getting it, but afterwards, they keep it under their beds, or in the top most cabinet, to rot there forever. Or until a class reunion comes...
Monday morning, I woke up early...
but the day seemed gloomy. I was supposed to go to school, but since the day was a bit gloomy, I decided to just stay at home and bum around. I read a book, ate a lot, watched a little TV, and played computer games almost all day. I finished playing The Three Musketeers - Milady’s Vengance (I played it for just one day), Strange Cases: The Lighthouse Mystery, and Wedding Dash 1: Ready Aim...
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I feel nostalgic, isn’t this where we first...
Where our destiny changed the moment our lives became intertwined? Where we exchanged numbers but no one dared to make the first call. Where the probability of meeting you was one in a trillion, against the more than one hundred countries in the world and its people. And yet, our paths crossed, where the sunlight, even when obstructed by the glass, passed through it just to meet with your cheek....
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The first that I remember seeing you...
was when I was sick. Perhaps your smile was the reason I immediately felt well. Prior to that, I already met you, I just didn’t care yet. After that day that I was sick, it took me a few while to appreciate you. You were a very reliable and responsible student, from my viewpoint. One of the first things I remember about you was your smile and your small eyes too when you smile. You looked so...
Yesterday and Today
Yesterday:
Hoorah!
Whatta day I had yesterday!
I ate out with friends. Pizza and pasta. Yum!
We also had a job fair in school, courtesy of the guidance center. Us, seniors, were required to visit at least 5 company booths, inquire and probably pass our resumes. I passed my resumes on all the 5 booths I visited. All the companies seemed business-related, I mean, what I was looking for was more on...
I was ranting on deviantART earlier at the school library because there’s no other site where I can rant. They blocked all social networking sites!
Link to the original post.
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Lesley’s note to me!
Cute, I’d say that’s a compliment. Huggable, ermmm, is that a compliment? Being huggable means you have lotsa fats, that’s why you’re huggable. Hahaha! Well, I do admit having lotsa fats, it’s not that you can’t see that. Hahaha!
*Yes, she’s a big Tricia G. fan, and so am I!*
