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One nostalgic pictionary coming up.

Random Rants

School Stuff

Oh it's good to be home. God, this week has been really hectic. Thank God our whole class was able to enroll. Alhtough we had to pay extra fees cos we're late.

Anyway, I hate the rain! Ugh. I went to the mall yesterday and I went back to my place at around 8:30 after a fastfood binge at KFC. And a horrible mess welcomed me into my room. The damn rainwater somehow got inside and my floor was really shitty. I had to literally roll up my jeans, and wipe the damn floor on all fours. Ugh. It was disgusting but I had to do it. It finally put some of my old newspapers to good use. I was practically melting with all the bodily juices that I sweated off.

This morning, I was in this essay writing contest representing our whole university to the regional competition. The topic was basically about preserving Filipino culture. God knows what shit I blurted out there.

Manila Memories
(I know what I did last Summer)
(continuation)

Thizzizit. *The* view from the condo at night. Gotta love the city lights.

Bright Lights. A little something I did with the camera.

Okay, enough with the city. The last two months was the hottest month here in the third world because it was summer. And summer=beach, beach=fun, fun=cam whoring.

Bitchin' blue. Welcome to Crystal Blue Resort- a fabulous place to stay in when you're in Batangas.

Yo Momma (Nature). Chillin' and killin', time that is, at the lounge area.

Gotta go. more pics soon. Ciao.

Random Rants

School is cool???

Oh man, you won't believe what this past week has been like. I'm so unbelievably busy I don't even know what to say. And to think, classes haven't even started! Hell, I'm not even enrolled yet! Ugh. I'm approaching my senior year now so I guess it's normal for my responsibilities to pile up like my dirty laundry. I'll go to school tomorrow to process more shit. I don't even wanna think about it. God knows what hell I'll go through this time.

Manila Memories
(I know what I did last summer)

It's been weeks since my internship in Manila and I've been back for almost three weeks now yet memories of last summer still frequent my mind. My God, I miss my Manila lifestyle. Starbucks, Glorietta and Gateway malls, everything, even my daily activities as an intern. Ugh. I just hope next time I go there and experience stuff like that I'd be spending my own hard-earned pesos, not my parents', the guilt is nasty.

Anyway, Ive been so busy (and a lazyfuck) I haven't posted pictures and stories regarding my summer in Manila. I know it's long overdue, but what the hell. Here's a pictionary of the first part of my Manila adventures.

Eww, eww, eww. Aboard Cebu Pacific flight 374. I hate my face here. Bad angle and skin is just awful. Ugh.

Hello Metro! These are THE sights from the condominium where I stayed in.















Lovely huh?
My connection's fucked up because I'm currently reading Bryanboy's shit. I'm gonna post a longer entry. Soon, hopefully. Wish me luck!


P.S.

If you're reading this, please oh please FORCE me to post more pictures and stuff here. Damn, I could be really that lazy sometimes. It's like I wanna do it, but I just can't bring myself to hit the keys.

Shall I wave my hand now?

I can't believe this.

Today, May 23rd, 2006, is the last day of my 200-hour internship here in marvelous/monstrous Manila.

After one plane ride, two new pairs of shoes, three "exciting experiences", and a million LRT/MRT rides, I'm about to end my training to be a future media practitioner.

I'm so thrilled of the stories I'm going to share with my family, friends, and everybody else back home. It's so great to experience things I might never ever experience again, eat food that might never touch my lips again, go to places I might never set foot in again, and meet people I might never come across ever again.

I wish to elaborate more on the things I have gotten involved in in the past 50 days or so, but I just don't have the time and the necessary pictures as back-up. Plus, I'm just really lazy. See, I'm currently in the Inquirer office and I don't wanna spend my "last hours" reminiscing the past weeks. Instead, I just want to deal with what's now, and what I'm gonna do to have a grand exit. Kidding.

Ugh. I hate goodbyes. Not because I'm emotional, but because I just don't know how to do it. Shall I give hugs? Wave my hands while smiling? Shake their hands? I'm bad at those things. I find it awkward (therefore hard) uttering a simple "Hi" or "Goodbye" to people I'm not exactly that close to.

By the way, this is a boring post. So I guess I'm gonna end it here. Period.

Man... ila

This is amazing.

In case you don't know (of course you don't know!), the rest of my blog entries here are either done at home or an internet shop. BUT, this one makes the difference. I'm cuurently here at the Lifestyle depertment of the Philippines' most read daily pub. Can you believe that? Just meters away from me are professional journalists, photojournalists, news reporters, fashion writers and other masters in the field. *These* are the peope who are in the mainstream media, looked up to by aspirants just like moi.

You might ask what the hell am I doing blogging when I'm in the work place? Well, yours truly is done writing articles. I'm just waiting for my images to get scanned. :)

Anyway, this is so hot. Tomorrow, I might go to this fashion shoot at *the* Shangri-La Hotel to "observe". Too bad I can't write about it because that would be stealing somebody else's job. Oh well, good enough for me. Those models better be nice though.

Three hours ago, I picked up my ticket at the PAL office. Ugh. I can't believe I'm leaving in a week. It's nice to see again the people back home but I just *lurve* the fast-paced lifetsyle here. By the way, thank God I haven't been robbed YET. Never, I hope. Damn those crooks. They always make me worry everytime I'm in a jeepney or in a bus, or even in a taxi.

Speaking of taxi, my God, you will not believe how money-hungry some cabbies here are. Those assholes will take you to unwanted tours around the metro before they bring you to your target destination. And they get their tips without even asking you. And they easily get irritated once you complain/ask for your change. Ugh. The nerve, eh? It makes me wanna plant a bomb in their cars before I step out, and explode their guts to chunks for poor stray dogs to munch on.

Anyway, I'll try to post some more Manila hullaballoo soon. Byebye.

Internship Update

Yeah, I know. It's been a lifetime since I last put an entry here. Anyway, that last time was when I was being all worried regarding my summer internship here in Manille.

However, today's (or this month's?) entry might exactly be the opposite. A little over a month thru my internship, here I am training under the country's number one daily.

Ugh. I should've been with the Lifestyle section ever since I started my second hundred hour (I have to accomplish 200 hours). What with all the fabulous events and nice freebies, who wouldn't want that?

Today for instance, I was at Greenbelt 2, at this Italian restaurant that serves food with 'bon appetit' all over the menu--Segafredo-Zanetti. My, my, did I have a good time there. I met these people from a PR Agency. I don't know if they were just doing their job, but they were very nice to me.

Anyway, just to give an idea on what I've been through during this whole OJT, well I met THE Tim Yap last week, too bad I won't be able to work with him. Then, I also rubbbed elbows with media personalities from different media outfits, attended press conferences, "explored" Quezon City, and wrote news stories and recently, lifestyle articles, and dined Italian style-al fresco!I know it's shallow but whatever. There's just so many stories to tell i don't know where to start. Ugh.

I hope I can post a longer entry with all the details regarding my stay here in Manila. And if I could just tell all, man that would be one hell of an entry, believe me. Ciao for now.

Hello Manila, Goodbye Zest

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

What is up with this day? I think I'm gonna die soon.

I'm finally here in Manila for my long-awaited internship. About three weeks ago I was so psyched about it. But now, I dunno.

It started yesterday while I was still at home. I started feeling anxious the moment I woke up at like, 10:30 AM. The whole day I couldn't help but feel scared/nervous/a tad excited regarding this internship/trip to Manila. In the afternoon I had to go to the mall to pick up something. After which I decided to go get a foot spa that disappointed me, but that's another story.

I slept at like 12:30 AM even though I knew that I had an early flight the following morning. So I woke up at 4:45 AM feeling like my eyeballs are falling off. Fast forward...

Airport--- With me, was a fat trolly+ a giant travelling bag+ a big carry-on bag+ a box of pasalubongs= almost 50 kilos of my stuff. And the maximum allowable baggage is just 20 kilos. Thanks to the porter, he was able to convince this nice lady (Jocelyn) in front of me while I was lining up to get my things checked in. So I was able to save cash. If it wasn't for her, I would've paid, probably more than a thousand. But I still paid around P336 for the excess ten kilos. Big difference. Phew.

Anyway, I'm now in Manila. Just flew in this morning. And the traffic just killed my enthusiasm.



Dammit.



The heat is scorching I thought I was sizzling. Literally of course. But minor relief came in a form of red iced tea at the "japanice place" near Makati Med.

I was able to visit my potential workplace for the next weeks and I'm not exactly happy about it. Let's just say the place isn't that attractive, what with all the trash, old crusty buildings and carinderias surrounding the vicinity. Plus, the people living around there are a bit "to be obsrved well." The place is quite notorious for undesirable incidents.

Oh God, please spare my life, phone and wallet.

I would put every detail about today in this post if I wasn't down right tired. But I'm just really too down, frustrated, depressed, worried, etc... to do so.

Wish me luck. This is about like, my survival I'm talking about here.

WHERE ARE ALL THE PEOPLE?

What the hell.
No new comments?
I wanna meet new friends here.
Guys, girls, gays, whatever.
Just mack me.
Ugh.

Yeah, yeah.
I know, this is not Friendster or Myspace.
This is a blogsite.
But meeting people through blogs is so much better than meeting them through dirty pictures, fake profiles and canned testimonials, right?
Anyway, I'm not gonna beg some more.
See you around people.

"Me Time"

Yesterday was a looong day. I did a ton of stuff. I woke up at like 8:30 AM and went to school after fixing myself. Had a class meeting and ate with a few friends. (This is boring, I know).

I really didn't know exactly what I would do yesterday but I was planning to have some quality time with myself. After running some errands I went to the mall to deal with schoolf stuff. Yes, I was working on thesis at the mall, I love it. I think I might have spent too much cash though. Whatever it was for "education" anyway.

I bought some stuff for my face after eating at McD's. I really have to take extra care of my skin or else my face is totally going apeshit. Gawd, my crust already looks awful, I don't need it to look worse.

Anyway, I'm so sick of my hair so I got a haircut. I actually already had one last week but the guy who cut my hair just didn't get what I want. So I went to a different salon this time; more expensive but the guys there are good.

Halfway through the haircut, I was loving how my hair was looking. But I think the stylist cut it too short by the time he was done. It's so stupid of me 'coz I didn't do anything. Ugh. I hate myself sometimes. It's like I wanna say something but I just can't do it. I dunno. Now, I look like a military drop-out. Okay, not really but I'm really not crazy about the shape of my head. I'm actually thinking of trimming the sides myself. Maybe later.

After the haircut, I went directly to this dermatology clinic just next door. My derma is currently out of the country so what the hell, might as well try somebody different. And now, I look like I have freckles because of the pricking. Great. But it's all good. I'm glad I was able to do something for myself. What's wrong with a little self-pampering right?

So there, I met up with my cousin at another mall last night after everything I did. We had dinner together. After that, I went to my place with very little money. I'm so poor right now, I swear.

This post is so boring. Even I 'm bored while I'm typing this.

I'm like, sick

Like always, it's been a decade since I last visited my blogsite. I am such a lazyfuck. Well, actually, I have a ton of excuses why I've been too busy to go here. Of course, as usual, school is the culprit. Ugh...

I am literally sick right now. Probably because of over fatigue. Man, am I battered. I'm feverish and this cough is annoying and it's fucking killing me, and my throat hurts really badly. I feel like I swallowed a sewing needle.

Anyway, I've been resting for the past two days after a week of bittersweet shit. Last week was a mix of good and bad.

Good:
1. My internship status is up by one level. Hopefully the progress will go full swing.
2. I had another hosting job + gained new knowledge about script writing.
3. Had a fun weekend with friends; an overnight out-of-town trip which probably gave me this awful condition. I swear, my health is nonexistent.
4. I was awarded with academic and non-acdemic honors. :)

Pix during the weekend getaway:

Bad:
1. I first got sick two Sundays ago until Wednesday. And during this period I had to deal with a lot of school stuff, including final exams.
2. I screwed up one of my final exams.
3. I got totally broke.
4. Blackout.
Oh well, whatever. Tomorrow's another day. I hope I'm well by the morning. Ciao, ciao.

Sleepless

Oh god, I'm telling you. I need serious help. I am so deprived of sleep and rest, I swear I won't be surprised if I suddenly pass off in the middle of the street and get my guts squeezed out by an old, junky truck.

Before, I used to have six hours of sleep and I'd be happy with that. But these past two weeks, ugh, trying to sleep is like trying to keep a slut's vagina dry. It's horrible 'coz I'd be really cranky and weak all day, and then hyper at night. I guess my body clock did a 180.

Anyway last week was the worst. I think it was Monday night, technically ultra early morning of Tuesday. I tried sleeping at around 1:30 AM. My body was ready for a it but it's like my brain was noy cooperating. Like my mind was out of my control. I kept on thinking about stuff I didn't wanna think about. I swear at that time I really was considering to see a specialist.

So there I was, in my bed, my room all dark and all, and I was still awake at 2:30 AM. AND I HAVE AN 8:30 AM CLASS THE NEXT DAY! It was not until about 3:30 AM that I was actually finally able to get some much needed sleep. I had four hours of sleep that night and the night before that, I had I think 5. It's killing me.

The next day I turned into a zombie.

I really need help. This insomniac is going to lose it anytime soon. I don't wanna wake up one morning and suddenly realize that I've been living in the pavement of the metro.

(On the hand, that'd be dirt-glam at its finest.)

I'm fucking dateless AGAIN

11:30 AM

Why do I even bother talking about this shit here? I don't know either.

Oh God. Today's V day. And while everybody else is busy thinking about their dates tonight, I'm here in this puny internet cafe with the lousy connection. I'm really trying hard not to think about, dates and love but I couldn't help it. A few hours ago I was talking to my fellow dateless friends about relationship stuff. Ugh, I hate it. I'm so good at talking about it but I suck at being at it OR getting one. Anyway, I'm planning to sleep the afternoon away. So loser-like right? Whatever, just hope I'll last this day without vomiting in public.

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day- Just stab me already

Ugh. My head is throbbing because of lack of sleep ans rest. Anyway, I'm supposed to do this fucking school work that I have to pass two days from now, but to hell with it. It's just easy anyway. Do it later.

Yesterday was a fun day. I had some quality time with my family. (Awww) I was pig too. God, did I eat a lot or what?! I had fries, mushroom and cheese burger, lots of chocolates and other gastronomic killers.
Watched Emily Rose. It's not that scary but it's an OK movie. I love the part inside the church where she did this contortioning number leaning extremely back with her left arm stretched out. Quite funny.

This morning I woke up at like, dawn, to get to school early. But to no avail. Wasn't able to attend first class. Dammit. Don't think I'm a slacker. I completed my weekend assignments. Hah!

Today is one of those days that I want to get killed or something.---I'm just exaggerating of course. It's just that I'm not feeling well, there's a ton of school stuff that I have to deal with, and tomorrow is V day. Gawd, I just wanna puke upon the fact that the next day's the day of "lewv." Well, I can't help it. I don't have a freaking date. Might just sleep the day away during free time. I dunno. Just hope I'll survive tomorrow. And yes, I'm just bitter. Am I a loser? I don't think so. Just really bad in the Love department.

I suck

Gawd, my posts suck. They're like, trash. No wonder why I don't get any comments. Well, I haven't been feeling right lately anyway, so whatever.

Home here. TV's on. And I have to settle for this humongous caveman-era laptop coz DSL's down due to some electrical sparks that occured this afternoon. Thank God that didn't start a big neighborhood fire.
Man, is it good to be here, sitting on the sofa, and having the whole living room to myself. Hello porn! Hahah... Kidding. So over that stage. Kidding again.
Anyway, today was okay. Watched a movie, Never Been Kissed, for the nth time. I wanted something light and wholesome, so it was a good choice. Then, this evening, my family, some relatives and I went to my late grandparents' house. God, I missed my grandpa. He passed away just last year. Memories of my childhood came flashing in my head. Oh well, those were the days.
Now I'm not really gonna spend the whole night typing here am I? So, wish me luck. I'm gonna go find some people to talk to in YM or anywhere else. Just really gotta talk to people. See, I don't wanna die of boredom again. So I'm gonna hunt down down some bitch to "converse" with or whatever.

Fuck it. I'm bored again.

What the hell is happening to me? This past days I've been nothing but bored. I'm soo out of things to do I wanna stab people walking along the streets. I actually wanna meet new friends today but I dunno how. Stupid? No, just a lil scared. I know, yeah yeah, I gotta take the risk if I really wanna do things. But...
Ugh! Fuck it. This is lame.

if boredom can kill...

whoah.
just got here 'coz of plain boredom. i'm proud of myself. at least i didn't watch porn or something just to kill time. this is more productive.
anyway, it's fucking 2 am and my head is throbbing. don't wanna sleep yet though. i wanna talk to people. i'm like a freaking vampire looking for blood in the middle of the day. i've been craving for a good conversation in the past three hours. but still no luck unitl now. next thing i know, i'm here.
whatever. i think i'm gonna call it a night in a while and drown myself in my own drool.