Random Rants

I think I'm really gonna graduate. Okay, that declaration came with a fear of getting jinxed. Whatever My thesis has been in a lot of progress thank god. I've been working on it really hard. Jeez, I've missed soo much sleep over that. Well, actually, I've lost soo much sleep on my thesis AND drinking/hanging out with friends.

I had a haircut three days ago. That fat bitch at the salon didn't do sucha great job on me. I don't like it. What do yu think? I'm planning to get another haircut in a few days when I have time.


Anyway, it's my Uncle's burial this afternoon. Still not sure what I'm wearing.

Remember the black jeans I was ranting about? You know, the one I got from Topman which I thought I lost? Ugh. Thank god Mom found it. In her closet! Jeez... I was freaking out when I was looking for it in my apartment. Thank god she found the damn jeans. Whew.

Moreover...

Take a peek.

This is what happens when you have too much time at 1 am.

Coming soon:

Later.

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Plain Day

How boring and unproductive is this day? My god, all I did was eat, go online, then eat, go online, whine, worry... It's frustrating. Seriously. I didn't even chat online 'coz everybody's offline or the ones online are just plain boring, safe, assholes or perverts.

This is one of those days when you either want to sleep really, really late because you wanna make the most of the day hoping everything will come together or sleep early thinking there will be a better day when you wake up. I don't which I want to do.

Shout Out

Shout out to Dakota for visiting and leaving a comment. Gotta appreciate that. Nobody reads the shit I put here. I barely get comments; like rain during summer. It sucks. Whatever.

School

I'm gonna go to school tomorrow. Have to deal with a lot of stuff, and attend a meeting. I intend to wake up early but God knows what time I'll get out of bed.

I'm soo bored I'm just gonna post these pictures I took within the past weeks/months.

Pictionary

Say hello to my hometown's beach.

Boredom, Babies, Hospitals

It's a sunny Monday afternoon here at home and I haven't taken a bath yet. Thought I'd go online and check mails and maybe chat.

It's been an hour and I'm still talking to myself. And the fact that this freakin' computer works like a dumb snail is not helping. Gawd, computer errors, fucked up connections and the like irritate me soo freakin' much. I am bored out of my wits right now. There's nothing good on TV either. I swear just checked it. I've already browsed through some websites and dissected perezhilton.com and I'm still not happy. Ugh.

I don't know, but I have a feeling my life is in some sort of... what do they call it? Turning point? I don't know. I mean, college is almost over, then I have this job waiting in Manila, so I have to fly there and have a different lifestyle and all. Wow. it's nauseating. Everything. But of course before the major changes occur, I still have to deal with a gazillion of other things as of the moment. Case in point; my thesis. It's not even finished yet. And then I have to move out of that place I've been staying in for the last three years. Then "talk" to some friends about stuff. Gawd, there's just soooo much to do. Where do I start?

My baby nephew is about to go out of the hospital today. Thank God he's okay now. I can't stand crying babies OR hospitals. Depressing. Very depressing. Anyway, I love him much. Hospitals however---so freakin' depressing. I swear to God I can't stand it. The smell, the look, the interiors. Hospitals are just the opposite of cozy.

I stink and my face is oil centrale. I gotta go. Bye.

Black Denim Anger

I'm soo freakin' pissed. No, I am outraged.

Just got back from the hospital. My newphew got admitted. The poor thing's sick. Anyway, that's not what this emotional bomb is about.

I don't know but I suddenly thought about this black pair of denim pants I got from Topman last December and I thought I'd wear it this week. Problem is, I haven't seen it lately. So I looked for it. All over the house. And it's fucking missing. The helper can't friggin' find the damn jeans either.

Gawd, I am so gonna murder someone if I lose it. I wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight because of this. It's a favorite dammit. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

Anyway, I'm chatting with a hottie right now who's been keeping me entertained for the last hour. Diversion, diversion, diversion. That's exactly what I need right at the moment. Which is why I gotta go. Nighters.

Off Guard

My Uncle died yesterday. And I got the news while I was in a movie house with friends. No I didn't cry or sob or anything like that. I was caught off guard though. Minutes before that, it was the first time I knew about his condition. Relatives told me that he was deteriorating. But I never expected that he would pass in a few hours. It's saddening. However, everyone seems to be okay. Or at least the ones I saw today. Haven't gone to the wake yet. Maybe later with my sister and cousin. God bless his soul.

What the hell. Just this very moment, my sister sent an SMS telling me my baby nephew has to be admitted to the hospital. Gawd, what' up with this? Gotta go. Ugh.

Bora Loca

Soo busy. I can't be bothered to write too much shit right now. My thesis is a wrok in progress. Gradual progress.

I'm in the mall again. Waiting for a friend. Remember that little trip to Boracay 2 weeks ago? It paid off pretty well. It was actually for two of our school projects. It was crazy. Loca indeed.

Here's a little pictionary.

Friends and I at Juice.

Who wouldn't love Boracay? God this place is paradise. It's really one of my most favoritest places.

My hair AND skin are an abomination. Period.

Gotta love fire zipping.

Ugh. I look so frigginn' tourist-y here. Eew.

Put the aah... in Bora.

Marching On

Final exams and I'm here in the mall with friends.

God, too bad I didn't have the time to blog the past days. Two friends and moi went toBORACAY last weekend. Jeez, was that a great time. It was so friggin' awesome alright. Hope to post some more pics soon. Words cannot describe how beautiful thatv place is. I love it there. It's one of my most favritest destinations. The place is fucking orgasmic.

Anyway, graduation is so near yet so far. Finished the first draft of my thesis but it's still a mountain of work. School, as usual, is stressful. But I'm enjoying part of it thanks to friends--and monetary allowance.

Speaking of graduation, two weeks after that, I'm off to Manille to work! Yes, like, salary-office-fuck-co-worker work. I'm having a hard time digesting it but yes in a matter of weeks, I'll be back in Manila and work my ass off. There's so many things to think about like lodging, food, outfits and money. I don't even want to elaborate on those. Oh well, I really hope I'll earn money sufficient enough for my "needs". I wanna shop every two weeks dang it! And I also want wine+dine+fine, and a fling or two.

That's it for now. It's the first day of the month so I have to straighten up my act. Not that I believe in all that superstition bull but I seriously have to focus, focus, focus. I can't afford to mess up during this critical period of my life.

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V Day

How was your Valentine's day? Mine? Hectic. Actually, the whole week was kkkrrrrazeee. However, I managed to go on a date with friends. It was really fun. It's just a bummer how I've never been on a romantic/something-like-that date on V Day. Nonetheless. I really enjoyed that V day dinner with friends. Friggin' fun.

Pics from my humble/cheap :) Valentine's dinner with pals:

Friends, me, and my recovering skin. Ugh.

Let's not even start on love and heart matters here. Gawd, I''ve had far too much reminiscing already. I also did a lot of hoping. Now, I'm just *trying* to be patient and wait. Whatever. Enough said.

School: 10 School Days Left

Graduation is just around the corner. It's very scary. Seriously. It's gonna be rough. I know it's been and will be difficult to reach that day when I'm in my toga, going up the stage to get my certificate, and all. Ugh. I don't even wanna elaborate on that. God knows what shit I have to go through in the coming days. Seriously. My school work are piling up. I don't even know where to start. There's this project however where we have to promote a place/tourism with the use of a window display and print ads. Our group is promoting BORACAY. I love it. And our ad campaign is called "Livin' La Bora Loca". Hahahah...Hot right? Love, love, love it. It's my idea dammit.

My Stuff

1. key to my place (main door)

2. coins/loose change- philippine money

3. mint gum- the container is from Victoria's Secret For Him breath mints. I replaced the contents with Airwaves.

4. Bench hair stick- i love it.Ii usually like my hair matte and it does the trick.

5. my ancient Nokia phone- hope to get a new one soon. This one reminds me so much of the past. And it's just not because it has a lot of memories in it.

6. Old Guess wallet- my sister-in-law gave this to me. It's battered. But I still like it.

7. pqi 1 Gb flash drive- if you don't have one of these, you're missing a lot. This baby does me wonders. All my pictures, files, documents, music, etc. are in this.

8. Banana Republic Glasses- go this in September of last year. I hate it that my vision is damaged.

That's all for now. Nighters!

Word Vomit + Pictionary

I'm sick of thinking about my face. he whole day I'e been ranting about how acne is ruining my life. It's like an ad Proactiv or something. Only I don't use Proactiv.

Anyway, enough with that skin crap.

Today, I braved the mall with my sibling and some kids hoping someone I know won't see me in that condition. We ate at Jollibee. And voila, two of my friends came there too. But whatever. It was okay. We talked stuff involving graduation and careers for a short while. I hated how this one friend of mine was beng so friggin' cocky about how she's going to go abroad. One plans to go to New York and the other to London. I got annoyed so I was like, "You're going to wash people's asses." Everybody wants to be a nurse these days. And everybody wants to go out of the third world and work somewhere where politicians are less corrupt, the weather is colder and Guess clothing is cheap.

(Photo taken three weeks ago at a cousin's place.)

Last night, I talked to two of my friends /classmates about post-graduation plans. The three of us want to go to Manila and work there and maybe even live together. So I phoned them and discussed the possibilities. My second phone call, which I intended to be about careers and jobs and our little rendezvous tomorrow to work on a project led to more stuff. It was crazy. We somehow came to chat about dates, dream habitats, our and some people's sex life, monkeys, and other stuff. I'm telling you, that was verbal diarrhea right there. And guess how long our supposedly short chit chat lasted. Five juicy hours! Seriously, it was just uncontrollable. Two motor mouths spilling the dirt on other people. Hahahahah... It was fun. I got off the phone at about to 2 AM. Oh well, the last time I talked to somone over the phone for over an hour was with that damn heartbreaker from the bowels of hell. :)

Speaking of matters of the heart, it's Valentine's season and as usual, I don't have a date. Nada. Will this Wednesday be any different and change the course of history? I doubt it. But what the hell. What comes, comes.

I have time so here's some random tidbits:

The gold shoes I bought off a part of the garage sale money. Nice? No? Whatever. It's cheap anyway.

Some snapshots I took on a boring afternoon. No that's not a hard-on.

Stuff for photography/photojournalism class:

That's all for now. Gotta go. Nighters.

Hopeless

R.I.P.

My world is crashing down. It's the end. It's really getting worse. But before anything else, let me just say that it's so sad what happened to Anna Nicole Smith. So tragic. She did a Marilyn Monroe. How shocking. It's beautifully sad however.

Back to me...

I'm dying. It's horrible. I abhore myself. My skin is absolutely hell. It's like a thousand bees attcked me on the face. It's that bad. Ugh. I'm internally falling apart. Seriously. I can't even look in the mirror without feeling like shit.

I went to my skin doctor two days ago. I had a gel peel and some facial cleaning. And you know what happens after a cleaning. Gawd. My face is just so... so... bad and awful. I have the meds and all but I just can't go0 out in public looking like this. E-E-W would best describe my condition. Why wasn't I born a hot, gorgeous, perfectly awesome filthy rich billionaire? Jeez.

That's great, I'm poor AND ugly. Gawd. And I thought I was just close to that. Now I think it's worse. This is why I can't wait to get a well-paying job and get myself a better face and body. Seriously.

By now, you must think that I'm poor, ugly AND stupid. Whatever. That will not make my bad skin any better will it? I don't think so.

I need some serious help here.

God help me.

Like pronto.

After School

Gawd, theese past days have been quite interesting. I've been contemplating on what I'm gonna do after graduation. My thesis is on it's way, or so I like to think. It's ready for the first editing. I plan to print it out this weekend and pass it next week.

Anyway, I've been freaking out on what I'm gonna make of myself after studying. I want a glamorous, nice paying career dammit! A magazine personnel perhaps? Hello fashion editors! A dedicated assistant here. Just give a handsome salary and free clothes stuff and all, and I'll take care care of your shit. I wanna go to pictorials, parties and stuff like that.

Hahahahah... How generic. I know. It's shitty but I really wanna try working in a fashion/lifestyle magazine.

So far, I've been to 2 job fairs. Can you believe it? I can. The turn-outs have been quite well. I have interviews and callbacks and exams in schedule. It's been fun going to those things. People trying to look "corporate," speaking eloquently (or trying at least), and putting your best self out there with your resume in tow. I personally find it entertaining mentally scrutinizing everyone's outfits however.

Anyway, school is still on so snap back to reality. I have stuff to deal with so ciao.

Some Things

I can't think right now considering i'm in a cafe where they charge an arm, legs, and balls for a few minutes of Internet use.

I'm here in the mall to buy a notebook.

Might have Chinese for dinner.

WTF am I saying? Anyway, last week has been really productiv. I hope I'll be able to accomplish more school chores in the next coupls of days.

Graduation is nearing and the pressure to have a decent career is lurking. Seriously. I'm very concerned. So are my folks.

I gotta go. I'm waiting for a friend.

Byers.

Random Rants

I know. I have not updated in a long while. Okay, let's get it rollin'

The Pageant
I didn't win the friggin' pageant but I got 5th place (out of 11 guys). I'm not conceited, I'm just being honest, but I deserve more than just 5th place. Seriously, you can ask everyone who watched the show. Anway, it's done and over with so I'm glad I can live my life again now.

Gold Shoes
Remember the earnings I got from the garage sale? I spent a part of it on a pair gold shoes.

School Bull
Classes are back and I'm not liking it. There's a kilometer-long list of things I have to do. Responsibilities! Responsibilities! Ugh. I wanna graduate already dammit.

Something
I've been dry for weeks. Ugh.

But...

Hahahahahahahah...

That's fucking hot.

Period.

Gotta go. I have to piss and I have to see my skin doctor. Ciao.

They're Out

The photos came out today. Yes, including the ones where we're our in swimwear. Ugh.

Classmates say they're ok. Some say they're actually good. They're okay.

So busy. Don't know which to do first. Be back soon.

Wish me luck. Nightie.

My Video-Photo Shoot

Had a video-photo shoot yeaterday in this bumfucked ranch in the middle of nowhere.

We were literally wet cowboys and cowgirls. Fuck the rain. It totally ruined everything. By the way, the guys had to wear trunks, including moi. Ugh. I'm praying that my gut sticking out won't be too obvious in the photos. Blame it on the organizers, we posed in our skimpies right after we had lunch!

Fuck it. I don't even know what to think anymore. I'm not ambitioning to look exceptionally dashing in the pictures, I just don't wanna look horrible and put myself absolute disgrace.

Ugh. I'm fucking sick of this whole thing. If only I can, I'd quit this early.

Byers.

Dior Homme

I've been salivating.

I want Dior Homme dammit. I hate it that I'm so poor and I can't afford Dior YET. Ugh. When will I ever have enough money for shopping?

My new year wish list courtesy of Dior in eluxury.com:

Sweet, sweet things huh? Dior Homme= Testosterone chic.

Enough dreaming. Gotta hit the sack.

Nighters.

Pressure, Stress and All...

I'm doing my best to tread the path towards self improvement.

Translation: I exercised a bit then loaded up carbs. Ate at Joillibee; cheeseburger, chicken, fries and coke. For dinner, I had fish, mashed potatoes with buttered corn and Nesvita. I also had espresso. I know. It's crazy. I was expecting Nesvita (high-fiber drink) to induce diarrhea but it didn't. The last and first time I tried that, I shit was shooting out me ass five times in a day. I don't know what happened this time.

I bought black trunks today. Then I spoke to someone this evening and told me that the guidelines indicate "swimming shorts". Great. Sometimes, you just can't rely on some people to relay correct information. Whatever.

I've been preparing my cowboy number today. I lack the boots though but i'm trying to put everything together. This whole Mr. Something is stressing me out. Gawd. As if I don't have enough things to worry about. I know whining isn't going to solve it. Yeah, yeah... But you know. It sucks 'coz there's too much pressure on me at the moment. There's just a gazillion things to do and I don't know where to start.

Maybe I'll start with dozing off. Gotta wake up early tomorrow.

Signing off.

Ciao.

Black Trunks

There's this pageant I HAD to join a few months ago, and then I won. Now I have to represent the whole college in the university level. Then there's this video shoot they told me about earlier for the contest and I was told to bring trunks. Black swiming trunks.

I'm so fucked.

As I've mentioned before, I have been pigging out in the last couple of days. Duh, it was the holidays. That's a valid excuse to eat like a hog and then sleep and act like a sloth and then eat again. Binge eat I mean, to be exact. Ham, cake, steak, chicken, carbs, oysters, fruits, mashed potatoes, the whole parade. (The other night I almost threw up after I stuffed myself like a maniac. Seriously, I couldn't breathe well.)

Now, I believe I gained a few centimeters around the waist and they want me to wear black fucking swimming trunks? Gawd. I don't even have that. The last time I wore trunks in public was back in high school when I didn't know what shame means and when I looked like a trunk myself, of a century-old oak tree or something. And I was in Boracay. It's only now that I realize how ridiculously, horribly fucked up I was.

Here's more; they told me that the pageant's theme is Western-inspired. So when I knew about that I thought, "Hmmm... Tight pants, plaid buttoned-downs and cowboy boots will do." Or you know, something modern and Western. But where did the friggin' black trunks come from? Are we really going to shoot a VTR of some sort for the competition or make an amateur Brokeback-inspired gangbang video? Seriously, what the hell is up with that?

Ugh. I do not have time to sculpt killer abs and get toned. So the least I can do is to get rid of the excesses. I plan to detoxify very soon. The shoot is on Monday which means I only have 2 days left. GAWD.

By the way, my skin is so fucking awful too. Ugh. And my hair too.

Nighters.

Goodbye 2006, Hello 2007

The past days have been crrrazy. Absolutely unbelievable. I've been intending to write about it sooner but I was either too busy or the connection's fucked up again.

Anyway... Oh, what's that? The garage sale? Oh. HAHAHAHAH... It was a success. Gawd. Who would've known. I was wishing to make at least P3,OOO but God is good. Or rather, people are starving so they need cheaper clothing options? Kidding. We got a total of a bitching P13,000+. I love it. Ten grand more than what I wished for.

I wanted to take pictures but I just didn't have time. I initiated this whole thing so i had to be there the whole time. We opened at 9 AM of Saturday and there were already customers at 9:01 AM. Seriously, it's overwhelming.

Here's another unexpected thing. I invited a couple of people to the sale including my ex who was too busy. SO, the new boy came instead, with some company. He liked my super old yellow Nike rubber shoes I used to wear in high school. I got those for like P5,000+ and I got it for sale at P1,800. Anyway, it was a total surprise when this silver car pulled up in front of our garage then in comes this guy who introduced himself as the boyfriend of *****. I was so fucking surprised. I really didn't expect anything like that. Anyway, he liked my stuff including the shoes. He bought a couple of stuff for himself and for my ex and told me he's gonna pick up the shoes the following day. Anyway, to cut it short, he didn't get the shoes when he came back the next day. He said they're just too big. He says he's an 81/2 and the shoes are 11. HAHAHAH... That's after he talked me into dropping the price to 1.3K. Ugh. I hate it. Fucking cheapskate! I'm kidding. Whatever.

All in all, the sale was great. In fact, it was supposed to be a one-day affair. But since the turn-out was so great and there were still stuff left by Saturday afternoon, we decided to have a second swing the following day. It's just so wonderful. By the way, the whole family ended up digging thru their stuff and joined the sale. Hahahah... It was crazy. FUN FUN FUN. Definitely.

I was able to get rid of stuff I no longer want that much AND earned 5K+. Fantastic.

Moving on...

Happy New Year! I hope this one's a better one. 2006 was a blast. Bittersweet memories still linger around my insides but I don't even wanna reminisce last year's roller coaster ride. I have no time for drama right now. But seriously, those 12 months was one hell of a time in my life.

I'd love to blab a little more but my face is sooo oily right now it could put Saudi Arabia to shame. I'm gonna go wash up and whatever else.

P.S.
I'm so tired by the way. Been doing a lot of stuff lately. We have guests in the house and I'm playing host, or something. At the same time, I'm savoring every minute of this break. In fact, I might be doing a little too muvh savoring. Gawd. I've been binge eating. My tummy looks like a friggin' blimp. Oh well, it's the holidays so spare me the guilt.

Good night. Bye.