Saturday, February 24, 2007

Talk and Talk.



Ayu and I were talking about our very big GIFT problem last Thursday night. The big surprise was when we actually talked to our GIFT moderator and said sorry for not attending GIFT.

Ayu's excuse:

Her stepmom always uses the car every thursday. And to conclude it, she doesn't have any other car to use as transporation to go back home on Thursday.

My lame-ass excuse:

THIS IS ACTUALLY TRUE.
RIght before GIFT time, I have a swimming class. And by swimming, we mean bad-ass cramps going on my legs. I think that's soo bad.


well, we managed to talk to the moderator. And by golly! She understood every word we said! Hallelujah!



I'm actually happy now.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

I am terribly happy. Except for one thing,,,,

This day is probably the only day I was able to figuratively breath amidst the nose-wrenching stench that I can smell right now. But the point is, there are only two things on my mind right now that can hinder me from being free and happy as I want myself to be. And those are: our Filipino Chamber Theatre and and the final examination. God I want this year to end. And then I can choose to either go to the BARCODE party or go to Davao on the 16th.

I have nothing good to tell you right now besides the fact that I'm really happy. So, let's reminisce!

When I was in grade school in which I studied in this particular co-ed school, I was known as a pathetic BUT good kickball player. From 4th grade to 5th grade, I was definitely up for MVP. But I was so pathetic that they decided that to let me enter the team was probably the only good idea you can squeeze out.

But when 6th grade came, something went wrong. Before the intrams, my mom bought me new shoes for my sport. It was good, aside from the fact that it's so NOT for girls, and it was 3 sizes bigger than my humongous foot. I was an 8 back then, so my mom therefore got me a schmighty 11.

And so, the game day came. I was nervous as hell.

And when it was my turn, I walked back to gain force as the server served the damn ball.

3....

2....

1....

Up up and away my shoe went. It flew 12 feet above me, and it even smashed me in the head. As part of the scene, everybody laughed. I was terribly ashamed as ever, most especially to my crush who was our team captain. After that strikeout, I tied my shoe VERY tightly that my foot became numb.

As I was given my 2nd chance, it happened again.

You wanna know the ending? We actually won 3rd place.

nyahaha.

Saturday, February 17, 2007

I Wanna Rock The World

This week is the most HECTIC as far as schoolwork history goes. Well, you can blame that dipshit video production in History. And all I learn from this crap is to NEVER EVER CRAM AGAIN. Or you'll suffer as much as Charlene and I do.

It's like I'm alive again, with no bars or anything that would hinder me from having my "me" time. That stupid video production trapped me from my usual doings in life, and all I could do was to make my life problematic because of it. But now it's gooone, HALLELUJAH to the LORD.

Let's make a video production again, shall we? *BLEECH*

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Lately, I've been thinking too much of next school year. I guess I'm overhearing too much of my upperclassmen busmates' conversations. They're all talking about being wait-listed, letter of appeals, recommendations, theses, and much much more college stuffs. Yeah well I guess I'm not up and ready for the next challenge. I'm not as bad-assed as any nerdy high schooler would be, but I know that least I would pass in ONE college.

Here's my course of choice:

If I pass in ADMU
I would take up European Studies in Business and International Relations track, History, Applied Computer Systems, or Electronics and Communication Engineering

If I pass in DLSU
I would take up B.S. Computer Science with specialization in Software Technology (ST), AB major in History, AB International Studies, major in European, American and Japanese Studies, BS Electronic and Communications Engineering, BS Civil Engineering, BS Industrial Management Engineering minor in Information Technology (BS IME-IT), BS Computer Engineering (CPE), or BSE major in Mathematics with specialization in Computer Application.

If I pass in UP-D
I would take up nothing because the chances of me, passing UPCAT, is .00000000000000001%. I'd die if I pass UPCAT.

If I pass in UST
I would only take up AB in Asian Studies.

If I pass in UA&P
I would take up Civilization programs and Asia-Pacific Studies Program


Yeah well that's up for now.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

I Guess I'm Dumped After All

The worst thing that you can probably get before Valentine's Day is rejection. I know, I know. cliche. Again.

Whatever.

Love is a big WHATEVER.

Along with the Siberian wind had my chances of a Valentine gone. Now I know the great feeling of rejection and emptiness. It totally sucks.

Right now I'm hating very much every TWO-TIMERS in this hellhole. They should be executed now. Like, right now.

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This post-prom week was very crucial and tiring. People kept asking.........



I'm not in the mood. I'll just continue this tomorrow.



yadeedadeedaaaaa....I just hope that the RAIN would go away so I could really play..

Monday, February 05, 2007

Prom Escapade.......................not.

Yesterday was the day I've waited since last year to happen and finish off quickly. I haven't been studying because of it. I haven't been thinking anything besides it. It was my arch enemy.

Prom.

I don't really know the stinkin' purpose of this event. I can barely figure out why we have to do this, since this is just like a big gimmick with people in formal wears. We don't even have to practice formality NOT prior to what my T.H.E. teacher said.

Let's see... I bought my dress on the very same day. Everything was just soo hectic because I can't find the perfect dress for my unperfect body. It took me 4 hours to roam around the mall and cry myself out to find a dress. A FUCKING DRESS is all it takes to make me cry.

On a scale of 1-10, I'd rate it 7. 7 for being a little boring and not stag-friendly.

Oh wait. I forgot. I HAD a date. But due to misconnections, he wasn't able to come. And the extra 1000 was really nothing.

I didn't really liked it. But it was okay.
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I'm getting a new haircut later. I spankin' new hairstyle, that is.