i think cropping your friends out of a photo is rather impolite but so what i need a new dp. HAHA
This will be my Christmas dp. :P
i think cropping your friends out of a photo is rather impolite but so what i need a new dp. HAHA

This will be my Christmas dp. :P

Afternoon wasn’t that bad today. I went out with friends after two weeks of hibernating. Vince gave us our customized shoes and then as usual we copied movies and TV series from each other (I’m going to have a Doctor Who marathon this evening, yey!). And then Vince decided to feed us all so we went to the nearest McDonalds, where we talked about random stuff such as the psychoanalysis of The Adventure Time series, religion (about atheism in particular), porn (discussed the plots of all we’ve watched :P), jejemon people we know, the pathetic Christmas party we’re sort of planning and other stuff. And we also judged all the couples we saw on the street because we just hate them all. And there was this creepy schizophrenic guy staring at us from outside of McDonalds, peering at us from the glass. He was grinning at us and we tried to hide our faces because he might recognize us and murder us the moment we go outside. T_T And then we went home. Dale, Lyndon & i just walked home because we just feel like it.
I haven’t been out of the house for two weeks and i really miss this. We’re seeing each other again next Saturday or something for Vince’ post-birthday photoshoot where we will model his customized shoes or something corny like that. Can’t wait for that, though. Gonna be fun :>

Afternoon wasn’t that bad today. I went out with friends after two weeks of hibernating. Vince gave us our customized shoes and then as usual we copied movies and TV series from each other (I’m going to have a Doctor Who marathon this evening, yey!). And then Vince decided to feed us all so we went to the nearest McDonalds, where we talked about random stuff such as the psychoanalysis of The Adventure Time series, religion (about atheism in particular), porn (discussed the plots of all we’ve watched :P), jejemon people we know, the pathetic Christmas party we’re sort of planning and other stuff. And we also judged all the couples we saw on the street because we just hate them all. And there was this creepy schizophrenic guy staring at us from outside of McDonalds, peering at us from the glass. He was grinning at us and we tried to hide our faces because he might recognize us and murder us the moment we go outside. T_T And then we went home. Dale, Lyndon & i just walked home because we just feel like it.

I haven’t been out of the house for two weeks and i really miss this. We’re seeing each other again next Saturday or something for Vince’ post-birthday photoshoot where we will model his customized shoes or something corny like that. Can’t wait for that, though. Gonna be fun :>

Because sister hasn’t annoyed the hell out of me today and it’s a rare moment so i’m happy :)

Note that i haven’t taken a bath yet when we took those photos and she didn’t even complain in her exaggerated way that i smell like a hermit. Usually she stays out of my hair, like literally.

But i don’t smell that bad! Well, i’m not sure after 3 days of no bathing and all, though. :P

Time is 11:49 pm and i’m still drinking coffee. As usual, i won’t be sleeping again. I’m having a Community season 1 marathon tonight, yey! Since i don’t have a boyfriend to cuddle with in this bed weather, TV series & rain is the perfect combo. :>

Time is 11:49 pm and i’m still drinking coffee. As usual, i won’t be sleeping again. I’m having a Community season 1 marathon tonight, yey! Since i don’t have a boyfriend to cuddle with in this bed weather, TV series & rain is the perfect combo. :>

November 5, 2012

So yesterday i finally had the chance to remove my lazy butt from my comfy chair in front of my laptop & went out with my cousins to the mall. :) Window shopping isn’t really my thing & my feet got tired from strolling the mall but ok, i maintained a straight face because after that endless giggles & gossips & judging ugly people that dared to show their ugly faces is a promise of unlimited rice. So i’m broke & i am still very much dependent to my earning cousins so i’ll do anything they ask me to do k.

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And then last night i got drunk again but who am i to complain when i didn’t chipped in any money. HAHA. Kuya Toytoy is pressuring me to find a job already for my future sponsorships. o_O

Anyway, i woke up early this morning, around 8 o’clock, because hang over just wakes you up early. So i’m in a very foul mood today where i hate everybody and i want them all to die & come back again when i’m feeling a whole lot better.

And also, take a look at my new DP in facebook. My friends & i have been judging a lot of people in fb lately and so i suddenly developed this anxiety that other groups of friends out there are judging us also. I erased my face, you see.

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Visited papa in Alang-alang cemetery today. I can’t believe it’s been almost 15 years already since he passed away. I almost don’t notice his absence anymore, to tell you the truth. There’s nothing much of him in my memory, either. He died when i was what, 6 or 7? And he spent a lot of my childhood years in the army and my memory of him at home is coming home drunk and fighting with my mother & kicking this one particular cabinet & leaving a foot mark that is still there until now. Whenever i see that foot mark every time i visit my mom’s place, i smile because hey, my father did that. That’s him in that cracked piece of wood.
But i remember loving him of course. I remember crying at his funeral- me, a little girl in that white dress & bangs trying to hold back the tears but just couldn’t. I remember my cousin, Leanne, crying beside me, clutching my hand. & remembering that day now makes me a bit teary eyed. But i don’t mind. It’s been a while since i last thought of my father. 
Sometimes it’s weird when i see kids with their dads because you know, i grew up without any. Well, of course my grandfather has been there for me ever since but it’s not the same, you know. & it’s a little sad too imagine that all these years i’ve survived without having actual parents because ever since that day my father died & went to “heaven”, my mom left us as well so we went to our grandparents’. & thinking about that now makes me feel sorry for myself. 
No wonder i’m so messed up.

Visited papa in Alang-alang cemetery today. I can’t believe it’s been almost 15 years already since he passed away. I almost don’t notice his absence anymore, to tell you the truth. There’s nothing much of him in my memory, either. He died when i was what, 6 or 7? And he spent a lot of my childhood years in the army and my memory of him at home is coming home drunk and fighting with my mother & kicking this one particular cabinet & leaving a foot mark that is still there until now. Whenever i see that foot mark every time i visit my mom’s place, i smile because hey, my father did that. That’s him in that cracked piece of wood.

But i remember loving him of course. I remember crying at his funeral- me, a little girl in that white dress & bangs trying to hold back the tears but just couldn’t. I remember my cousin, Leanne, crying beside me, clutching my hand. & remembering that day now makes me a bit teary eyed. But i don’t mind. It’s been a while since i last thought of my father. 

Sometimes it’s weird when i see kids with their dads because you know, i grew up without any. Well, of course my grandfather has been there for me ever since but it’s not the same, you know. & it’s a little sad too imagine that all these years i’ve survived without having actual parents because ever since that day my father died & went to “heaven”, my mom left us as well so we went to our grandparents’. & thinking about that now makes me feel sorry for myself. 

No wonder i’m so messed up.

That is one awesome headband and that belongs to our curtain! Yey! o_O
And yes, that’s a product of having nothing to do all day.
The spirit of unemployment is finally upon me. :)

That is one awesome headband and that belongs to our curtain! Yey! o_O

And yes, that’s a product of having nothing to do all day.

The spirit of unemployment is finally upon me. :)

Spending the afternoon with my friend, Angie because she’s leaving for Manila on Wednesday. She’s going to have a job there soon. 
I am so pressured right now. I need to find a job too. o_O

Spending the afternoon with my friend, Angie because she’s leaving for Manila on Wednesday. She’s going to have a job there soon. 

I am so pressured right now. I need to find a job too. o_O

So now I’m going to write again how dull my life is compared to that of other people and how I don’t mind it one bit.

I’ve tried partying. I’ve tried being drunk for three consecutive nights. I’ve tried making-out and flirting with strangers only to end up regretting it the next morning when I’m sober and rational. I’ve tried nicotine. I’ve tried ignoring the Lord of the Rings series I borrowed from a friend that sits on a corner of my shelf screaming read me! But no, you wonderful book that could take me to my ideal world, as much as I love to feel your papery goodness on my fingers, I have a social life to build and people I need to impress with my… I don’t know what. So I’ve postponed the things I do for fun just to be more socially acceptable and to know if I am missing out on any fun happening on the outside world while I spend all day watching movies and reading in the confinement of my bedroom. But I realized I am not. When I sit in a bar drinking shot after shot of those sharp-tasting liquid and inhaling those sticks of nicotine that could reduce my entire lifespan, I realize it is not me. And that hot guy on the other side of the bar, he is not prince charming. So after three weeks of being with people, I’ve had enough. Even with my neurons swimming in pools of alcohol, I know I need to escape. Fast.

So I found myself the next day with my head buried in a fantasy book, sipping on caffeine, with my delicate back resting on a pillow. Now this is my weekend. No more, no less.

But oh well, it’s good to be myself again. J



Hello everybody, this is my school crush. LOL. I know I look like crap in this picture and normally I would untag myself in facebook when my face looks like this, but hell, this is probably the only picture i’ll ever have of him so i’m going to forgive my disgusting face. :)
And in case you are interested to know, this picture was taken after the Mr.&Miss PSU in our university where he is a contestant. And no, we are not close and we have never spoken ever. And the reason his arm is around my shoulder is because of the heat of the moment. HAHA. No, i asked him to. That’s the sad part. But who cares.   :P

Hello everybody, this is my school crush. LOL. I know I look like crap in this picture and normally I would untag myself in facebook when my face looks like this, but hell, this is probably the only picture i’ll ever have of him so i’m going to forgive my disgusting face. :)

And in case you are interested to know, this picture was taken after the Mr.&Miss PSU in our university where he is a contestant. And no, we are not close and we have never spoken ever. And the reason his arm is around my shoulder is because of the heat of the moment. HAHA. No, i asked him to. That’s the sad part. But who cares.   :P

He’s changed my life in such a way that going back is nearly impossible.

He’s changed my life in such a way that going back is nearly impossible.

We went on a date yesterday afternoon despite the fact that half of downtown and Robinsons was closed because of the Holy Week holiday whatever.  So I took him to Trio Café, where we had the place to ourselves because no one else was around (everyone else is probably at home praying). We just talked, a three-month worth of catching up because long distance sucks and wireless technology isn’t really enough. I have to say all the pains and all the hatred I have for him vanished the moment I saw his face again, and I’m glad I did not let him go. I feel guilty for all that I’ve said about him on my previous posts because really, I was just so hurt and I did overreact and now I feel sane again. I’m really lucky I have him in my life. He’s not that bad in person. I realized I’m the queen of fundamental attribution errors. I always blame him and his attitude whenever we fight but really, the long distance is just difficult for the both of us and we react to it differently. Next time I have to be very careful with my judgments. I said sorry to him. Anyway, we had dinner at Mcdo and he bought me a sundae despite my protests that I’m on a strict diet and that cup of sundae screams calories.
We’re seeing each other again on Sunday. He’s leaving again on Monday. L

We went on a date yesterday afternoon despite the fact that half of downtown and Robinsons was closed because of the Holy Week holiday whatever.  So I took him to Trio Café, where we had the place to ourselves because no one else was around (everyone else is probably at home praying). We just talked, a three-month worth of catching up because long distance sucks and wireless technology isn’t really enough. I have to say all the pains and all the hatred I have for him vanished the moment I saw his face again, and I’m glad I did not let him go. I feel guilty for all that I’ve said about him on my previous posts because really, I was just so hurt and I did overreact and now I feel sane again. I’m really lucky I have him in my life. He’s not that bad in person. I realized I’m the queen of fundamental attribution errors. I always blame him and his attitude whenever we fight but really, the long distance is just difficult for the both of us and we react to it differently. Next time I have to be very careful with my judgments. I said sorry to him. Anyway, we had dinner at Mcdo and he bought me a sundae despite my protests that I’m on a strict diet and that cup of sundae screams calories.

We’re seeing each other again on Sunday. He’s leaving again on Monday. L

BORED.

BORED.

while waiting for the aversive stimulus, which is Professor Sugbo, to emerge from.. i don’t know where.
taken this afternoon outside division of humanities’ office. :)

while waiting for the aversive stimulus, which is Professor Sugbo, to emerge from.. i don’t know where.

taken this afternoon outside division of humanities’ office. :)