Beautiful Scars
Do I keep longing for the past because I'm not enjoying the present?
I shouldn't get stuck in a pithole of memories.
How long does it take to get over the yesterday?
Memories--that's just it. They're merely memories of things of the past. Things that may never get relived ever.
Over. Done with. Gone.
Whine Vine
The only thing that took a vacation this past weeks are my brain and sleeping habits.
HANGOVERS: they're so bittersweet.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Now THAT'S a Party
What can I say. This week has been a party. Really. Two nights ago, my sister, cousin, friends, and I went to this party in a local bar called Syrup. My sister and I arrived at almost 11:30 and the party hasn't started yet. We met up with my friends and my cousin with her group.
It's amazing cause there was a lot of new faces around. Seems like it's been a while since I've been out in my hometown. It's either the ugly kids grew up to be hotties or aliens from other places just came to visit. Anyhow, it was a good crowd--with the exception of a few skanks and chavs of course. :)
The place was small so the mob of scenesters wasn't well accommodated. Lucky for us, my cousin reserved seats.
Fast forward to 1 AM, the party was getting hot, figuratively and literally. It was sweet, I mean sweaty. I had sooooo much fun though. Really, mucho, mucho, mucho fun. By the way, the drinks were really cheap so it was flowing until the bar ran out. So we had to settle for beer during the last round.
The dancing? Hah! It was damn good. Everybody was sweating like crazy. I know I lost two pounds from all that dancing and perspiration.
At 2, groups of annoying people came in. There was this guy who climbed up the couch where we were sitting/dancing on. I told him to get off the couch as soon as my friend returns. And he was like, "Ok. Later." I didn't say anything but I was really pissed. Then the fucker was leaned towards me and said, "I like you. What's your name?' I was like, "Huh?" Then he asked me again and I told him my name. He even asked for my whole fucking name. It was so annoying.
Without me asking, he told me he's Earl then he offered his hand. I had to be civil although he was really getting on my nerves. Ugh. Anyway, I thought he was done but when I was pouring myself a drink he asked for a shot and he'll buy the next round. I pretended the I didn't hear him and downed the damn drink. Hah!
Well, for sure, I wasn't the only one who was approached (i refuse to say "get hit on" blah!) by a guy. I was with beautiful girls so each had a share of uncalled for attention. Hahahahah...
We fled the scene at almost 4 AM. It was totally awesome.
God, that was really great. I enjoyed that party. My friends were there, my sister and cousin, the cocktails flowed, my outfit was nice (I believe--I was channeling a poor Borgy Manotoc who missed the gym for months) and the vibe spelled B-A-N-A-N-A-S!
It's amazing cause there was a lot of new faces around. Seems like it's been a while since I've been out in my hometown. It's either the ugly kids grew up to be hotties or aliens from other places just came to visit. Anyhow, it was a good crowd--with the exception of a few skanks and chavs of course. :)
The place was small so the mob of scenesters wasn't well accommodated. Lucky for us, my cousin reserved seats.
Fast forward to 1 AM, the party was getting hot, figuratively and literally. It was sweet, I mean sweaty. I had sooooo much fun though. Really, mucho, mucho, mucho fun. By the way, the drinks were really cheap so it was flowing until the bar ran out. So we had to settle for beer during the last round.
The dancing? Hah! It was damn good. Everybody was sweating like crazy. I know I lost two pounds from all that dancing and perspiration.
At 2, groups of annoying people came in. There was this guy who climbed up the couch where we were sitting/dancing on. I told him to get off the couch as soon as my friend returns. And he was like, "Ok. Later." I didn't say anything but I was really pissed. Then the fucker was leaned towards me and said, "I like you. What's your name?' I was like, "Huh?" Then he asked me again and I told him my name. He even asked for my whole fucking name. It was so annoying.
Without me asking, he told me he's Earl then he offered his hand. I had to be civil although he was really getting on my nerves. Ugh. Anyway, I thought he was done but when I was pouring myself a drink he asked for a shot and he'll buy the next round. I pretended the I didn't hear him and downed the damn drink. Hah!
Well, for sure, I wasn't the only one who was approached (i refuse to say "get hit on" blah!) by a guy. I was with beautiful girls so each had a share of uncalled for attention. Hahahahah...
We fled the scene at almost 4 AM. It was totally awesome.
God, that was really great. I enjoyed that party. My friends were there, my sister and cousin, the cocktails flowed, my outfit was nice (I believe--I was channeling a poor Borgy Manotoc who missed the gym for months) and the vibe spelled B-A-N-A-N-A-S!
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Breakfast at 5 PM
I totally had a long, wild night. In fact, it ended at about 6:30 AM.
I'm in the mall right now cause I did some errand and I just had both breakfast and lunch at 5 PM. The last meal I had before that was at around 3:30 AM at Chowking where a friend and I went after dancing like wild beasts or something.
I swear I must have lost 2 lbs. from all that dancing up the ledge. It was cool though, I didn't really care that much if I was sweating like a friggin' laborer in the middle of summer. What can I do? I had to work it right.
Anyway, everything was sudden. This friend of mine and I didn't really have anything to do/anywhere to go so we decided to go around town and hit the night party scene. It was fun, just the two of us talking, laughing, dancing and acting silly. Thank god she didn't get drunk though, I hate it when she's stoned.
We hopped to a total of three bars and a fastfood place where we spent three hours waiting for sunrise.
It was soo great to finally go out and just let loose, and like, not think of school and anything shitty. Alhtough I hated the music in this first bar we went to cause they were playing really sad love songs and I hate that. Ugh, drama. I almost hurled a bottle of beer at the band.
Second stop: Flow.
It was nice. The place is always nice. The crowd was, err, okay. The place was inhabited by these mid-30s people that looked like government workers, and peppered by a few hot people here and there. We had no idea it was 80s and 90s night so the DJ didn't really get us "dropping it". It was all cool though. Cocktails + smooth conversation = fun, fun, fun.
After cocktails, we went to this club nearby witht the hot tunes and all so we got up the ledge and brought it. Hahahahah... It was so much fun. I thought my legs were gonna fall off. I swear I was sweating like crazy. After an hour straight of dancing, we went out and as useual, our hair and clothes smelled of second-hand smoke, sweat, you know what I mean.
So yeah. We then went eating at a fastfood place and took pictures (which are not available right now), talked, laughed. It was great.
It was about 6:15 when I got back to my place to finally sleep.
Ah... there's nothing like waking up to screaming acid in your stomach, a headache and sticky hair that smells like shit.
I'm in the mall right now cause I did some errand and I just had both breakfast and lunch at 5 PM. The last meal I had before that was at around 3:30 AM at Chowking where a friend and I went after dancing like wild beasts or something.
I swear I must have lost 2 lbs. from all that dancing up the ledge. It was cool though, I didn't really care that much if I was sweating like a friggin' laborer in the middle of summer. What can I do? I had to work it right.
Anyway, everything was sudden. This friend of mine and I didn't really have anything to do/anywhere to go so we decided to go around town and hit the night party scene. It was fun, just the two of us talking, laughing, dancing and acting silly. Thank god she didn't get drunk though, I hate it when she's stoned.
We hopped to a total of three bars and a fastfood place where we spent three hours waiting for sunrise.
It was soo great to finally go out and just let loose, and like, not think of school and anything shitty. Alhtough I hated the music in this first bar we went to cause they were playing really sad love songs and I hate that. Ugh, drama. I almost hurled a bottle of beer at the band.
Second stop: Flow.
It was nice. The place is always nice. The crowd was, err, okay. The place was inhabited by these mid-30s people that looked like government workers, and peppered by a few hot people here and there. We had no idea it was 80s and 90s night so the DJ didn't really get us "dropping it". It was all cool though. Cocktails + smooth conversation = fun, fun, fun.
After cocktails, we went to this club nearby witht the hot tunes and all so we got up the ledge and brought it. Hahahahah... It was so much fun. I thought my legs were gonna fall off. I swear I was sweating like crazy. After an hour straight of dancing, we went out and as useual, our hair and clothes smelled of second-hand smoke, sweat, you know what I mean.
So yeah. We then went eating at a fastfood place and took pictures (which are not available right now), talked, laughed. It was great.
It was about 6:15 when I got back to my place to finally sleep.
Ah... there's nothing like waking up to screaming acid in your stomach, a headache and sticky hair that smells like shit.
Monday, October 23, 2006
25 Hours
Currently listening to: Grey's Anatomy Theme Song, Me, Myself and I by Beyonce, etc...
Can you actually, literally go crazy by depricing yourself from enough sleep?
I'm afraid I might have done it to myself. I've never been the one who goes to sleeps the earliest/at a decent hour in this household. Ever since I was young, it's been like that; my sleeping habits have been really fucked up. I remember when I was still a little kid my aunt who used to baby-sit me would spank/scold me for avoiding afternoon naps.
Now, I'm twenty and as much as I hate it, it's the perfect time for me to listen good to those lectures. Really. It's like this: If an average person sleeps half the time of his life, I sleep another half of that time. In fact, it's 2:30 AM here right now, I have a throbbing headache and here I am still online. It's like there's just not much enough time in a day. I mean, if not for rest and health, I'd be up twenty-five friggin' hours. Dreams are nice but foul morning-mouth and uncontollable drool is just disgusting, plus, I have a ton of other stuff to do like surf the net, see my friends, party, eat crap, watch TV crap, etc.
Anway, my point is; do I have insomnia? Last night, err, this morning, I slept at 4 AM. Have I possibly lost it becasue of lack of the Zs? Am I Carrie Bradshaw? lol
Can you actually, literally go crazy by depricing yourself from enough sleep?
I'm afraid I might have done it to myself. I've never been the one who goes to sleeps the earliest/at a decent hour in this household. Ever since I was young, it's been like that; my sleeping habits have been really fucked up. I remember when I was still a little kid my aunt who used to baby-sit me would spank/scold me for avoiding afternoon naps.
Now, I'm twenty and as much as I hate it, it's the perfect time for me to listen good to those lectures. Really. It's like this: If an average person sleeps half the time of his life, I sleep another half of that time. In fact, it's 2:30 AM here right now, I have a throbbing headache and here I am still online. It's like there's just not much enough time in a day. I mean, if not for rest and health, I'd be up twenty-five friggin' hours. Dreams are nice but foul morning-mouth and uncontollable drool is just disgusting, plus, I have a ton of other stuff to do like surf the net, see my friends, party, eat crap, watch TV crap, etc.
Anway, my point is; do I have insomnia? Last night, err, this morning, I slept at 4 AM. Have I possibly lost it becasue of lack of the Zs? Am I Carrie Bradshaw? lol
Monday, October 16, 2006
School's Out
It's sem break and I still have to go to school becasue of some extra duties. What I like about it is I still get to receive my weekly allowance. *wink wink* Downside is sometimes it's just so boring. This is supposed to be my chance to hang around but this place is just bland to me. Better do something exciting pronto!
Friday, September 29, 2006
Pig
September 28, 2006
11:10 PM
I’m getting fat. I’m not yet fat but I know I will blow up soon if I don’t stop overeating. These past days have been cold and wet because of the typhoon and all I did was stuff myself crazy. I have been binge eating and most of my meals are bathed with oil; deep-fried chicken, fries, burger, plus pizza, everything, which is equal to oily skin and pimples! Eww.
I should’ve been watching what I eat. But no, “never mind the weather, the starving people everywhere, the thesis, the deadlines, I just had to be such a pig.” And by the way, I don’t have money anymore. I swear I’m so dirt poor right now because of so much food that I buy. Oral fixation? I dunno, maybe. All I know is I can’t last a day without munching food in unusual quantities. I mean, I’m not eating as much as the whole of China does, but I just didn’t use to be this way. In fact, just two weeks ago, I’d eat just to avoid getting hungry. Now, hungry or not, I really pig out. There is something wrong here.
Classes got suspended today because of the weather. Well, of course, that didn’t stop me from getting my ass to the mall and binge eat with a friend. We had ice cream, chicken, pop corn, coke light, and spaghetti. Talk about sugar shock. I had to withdraw from via ATM because like I said, my wallet is thinning by the minute.
Anyway, I have got to work on my thesis. I really want to graduate this school year. Seriously.
11:10 PM
I’m getting fat. I’m not yet fat but I know I will blow up soon if I don’t stop overeating. These past days have been cold and wet because of the typhoon and all I did was stuff myself crazy. I have been binge eating and most of my meals are bathed with oil; deep-fried chicken, fries, burger, plus pizza, everything, which is equal to oily skin and pimples! Eww.
I should’ve been watching what I eat. But no, “never mind the weather, the starving people everywhere, the thesis, the deadlines, I just had to be such a pig.” And by the way, I don’t have money anymore. I swear I’m so dirt poor right now because of so much food that I buy. Oral fixation? I dunno, maybe. All I know is I can’t last a day without munching food in unusual quantities. I mean, I’m not eating as much as the whole of China does, but I just didn’t use to be this way. In fact, just two weeks ago, I’d eat just to avoid getting hungry. Now, hungry or not, I really pig out. There is something wrong here.
Classes got suspended today because of the weather. Well, of course, that didn’t stop me from getting my ass to the mall and binge eat with a friend. We had ice cream, chicken, pop corn, coke light, and spaghetti. Talk about sugar shock. I had to withdraw from via ATM because like I said, my wallet is thinning by the minute.
Anyway, I have got to work on my thesis. I really want to graduate this school year. Seriously.
Saturday, September 16, 2006
JUST FUCKING KILL ME ALREADY
“I wanna say that I wanna die but I don’t really mean it”
How can a person be so unlucky in a span of 5 shitty hours?
Today, I felt like the cosmos played a very cruel game on me. And what’s worse about it is, I’m mostly responsible. I should come with a sign saying: GULLIBLE AND STUPID. GO ON, FOOL ME.
September 13, 2006, Wednesday, seemed to be a fine day. In our first class, we watched a movie. The next, which was the last, we were supposed to have this exam about The Iliad and The Odyssey but our prof couldn’t make it so we left school early. Yay.
Fast forward in the afternoon, two friends and I went to the mall. All seemed fine.
Come 6 o’clock and everything got fucked up. I swear, there are just people (no, not the aforementioned two friends) who have Satan’s blood running in their veins. I’m not going to spill a lot about it but it has something to do with three hours of waiting for nothing. And knowing just that, you can imagine how excruciating it must have been. While waiting I thought it’s all going to be worth it. But hell, I wasted my precious time. So yeah, I waited for nine fucking hours and all I got was a bunch of stupid, insensitive text messages.
So I waited right? Until a clue found me and finally decided to flee from the shithole I was in.
I arrived at my place wondering why the stairs were wet. The answer came in the form of a sound of water like that of a waterfall, only with less decibels. I fucking forgot to fucking turn off the fucking faucet.
It turned out water has been running forcefully from my bathroom all the way to the stairs outside. It kinda pissed me off that nobody outside noticed and bothered to do something about it. Then again, I don’t even know their names. So there, I had to do some major clean up because my room was drenched.
By the way, those two incidents really bothered me because I haven’t really been having good days lately.
What a day. I wouldn’t be surprised if anytime now, some lunatic barges in my door and murders me. But of course I hope that doesn’t happen because I don’t want to die unhappy AND that’s just a really ugly way to make an exit.
*Sigh
It’s soooo hard to be me sometimes.
How can a person be so unlucky in a span of 5 shitty hours?
Today, I felt like the cosmos played a very cruel game on me. And what’s worse about it is, I’m mostly responsible. I should come with a sign saying: GULLIBLE AND STUPID. GO ON, FOOL ME.
September 13, 2006, Wednesday, seemed to be a fine day. In our first class, we watched a movie. The next, which was the last, we were supposed to have this exam about The Iliad and The Odyssey but our prof couldn’t make it so we left school early. Yay.
Fast forward in the afternoon, two friends and I went to the mall. All seemed fine.
Come 6 o’clock and everything got fucked up. I swear, there are just people (no, not the aforementioned two friends) who have Satan’s blood running in their veins. I’m not going to spill a lot about it but it has something to do with three hours of waiting for nothing. And knowing just that, you can imagine how excruciating it must have been. While waiting I thought it’s all going to be worth it. But hell, I wasted my precious time. So yeah, I waited for nine fucking hours and all I got was a bunch of stupid, insensitive text messages.
So I waited right? Until a clue found me and finally decided to flee from the shithole I was in.
I arrived at my place wondering why the stairs were wet. The answer came in the form of a sound of water like that of a waterfall, only with less decibels. I fucking forgot to fucking turn off the fucking faucet.
It turned out water has been running forcefully from my bathroom all the way to the stairs outside. It kinda pissed me off that nobody outside noticed and bothered to do something about it. Then again, I don’t even know their names. So there, I had to do some major clean up because my room was drenched.
By the way, those two incidents really bothered me because I haven’t really been having good days lately.
What a day. I wouldn’t be surprised if anytime now, some lunatic barges in my door and murders me. But of course I hope that doesn’t happen because I don’t want to die unhappy AND that’s just a really ugly way to make an exit.
*Sigh
It’s soooo hard to be me sometimes.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Two Decades Old
I AM SO FRUCKING OLD!
Oh my God I just entered my twenties and I can’t believe it. It’s as if just moments ago I was sucking on my Hippo Pop while donning my high school uniform. (Okay, that’s so gay! Hahahahahah. Whatever.)
Anyway, my friends and I (the “Fantastic Four”) went out and man did I have a great time! Really. The dancing was insane. And when I dance, I make sure I own the freaking dance floor and get my ass rollin’ everywhere. And I SURE did exactly that just a few minutes ago. Well, we would’ve stayed there and sweat it out even more if only we weren’t in our school uniforms and there was no 8 AM class the next day and it wasn’t 1 AM already. That’s like 4 hours past my curfew! But I swear, we rocked that dance floor. There were even these two girls who danced with me, and so I had to bring it. To their great delight of course!
HAHAHAHAHAH! The dancing was so hot. No wonder the people left there weren’t very happy when we left. AND I’m not bluffing at all. Seriously, it was so much fun.
Back to my birthday—some special people sent me warm messages just a while ago. Somebody even called. :) That was sweet. Just hope each one of them was sincere. Kidding.
It’s friggin’ 2:10 AM right now and God knows what time I’ll be able to sleep and wake up. Oh well, might as well work my way to the Zs.
Happy F*cking Birthday to me!
Oh my God I just entered my twenties and I can’t believe it. It’s as if just moments ago I was sucking on my Hippo Pop while donning my high school uniform. (Okay, that’s so gay! Hahahahahah. Whatever.)
Anyway, my friends and I (the “Fantastic Four”) went out and man did I have a great time! Really. The dancing was insane. And when I dance, I make sure I own the freaking dance floor and get my ass rollin’ everywhere. And I SURE did exactly that just a few minutes ago. Well, we would’ve stayed there and sweat it out even more if only we weren’t in our school uniforms and there was no 8 AM class the next day and it wasn’t 1 AM already. That’s like 4 hours past my curfew! But I swear, we rocked that dance floor. There were even these two girls who danced with me, and so I had to bring it. To their great delight of course!
HAHAHAHAHAH! The dancing was so hot. No wonder the people left there weren’t very happy when we left. AND I’m not bluffing at all. Seriously, it was so much fun.
Back to my birthday—some special people sent me warm messages just a while ago. Somebody even called. :) That was sweet. Just hope each one of them was sincere. Kidding.
It’s friggin’ 2:10 AM right now and God knows what time I’ll be able to sleep and wake up. Oh well, might as well work my way to the Zs.
Happy F*cking Birthday to me!
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Pictionary
Some pictures from last week's party:
Gotta love Filipino Beer; SanMig Light.
That's my almost-drunk cousin right there.
What the... Hahahahahah
The party was held just outside the house by the way.
That's it for now. I look horrible in all three pictures, I know. Whatever.
Gotta love Filipino Beer; SanMig Light.
That's my almost-drunk cousin right there.
What the... Hahahahahah
The party was held just outside the house by the way.
That's it for now. I look horrible in all three pictures, I know. Whatever.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Post Party Depression
God, did I enjoy the party.
The great music, great food and all. Man... Dad even got the road closed because our house is too puny for all the guests.
Anyway, it was all good. My friends came, although not of them. But to hell with those people who didn't make it.
It was nice to get drunk and dance like you're hopelessly horny and just play around. It was all good. I miss it already.
Today is a holiday so I'll keep it short. I haven't taken a bath yet and I stink like a laborer's armpits. I'll try and go around town and look for the perfect specs for my now-damaged eyes. Wish me luck!
The great music, great food and all. Man... Dad even got the road closed because our house is too puny for all the guests.
Anyway, it was all good. My friends came, although not of them. But to hell with those people who didn't make it.
It was nice to get drunk and dance like you're hopelessly horny and just play around. It was all good. I miss it already.
Today is a holiday so I'll keep it short. I haven't taken a bath yet and I stink like a laborer's armpits. I'll try and go around town and look for the perfect specs for my now-damaged eyes. Wish me luck!
Friday, August 18, 2006
"Partay"
There's this party tomorrow for my sister, and I'm not sure yet what to wear.
There's gonna be tons of food and people, including friends whom I have never seen in ages. Of course, I wanna look good. Although the first thing they'll probably gonna say is, "Oh, you're really getting thinner these days." And all the time, I'm fighting the urge to throw some sort of retort like, "And you're getting to my nerves" or "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It's okay that you're fat."
HAH!
I bet the food Mom cooked AND ordered will be gastronomically awesome. I swear I'm ready for some binge eating. I might start later by stuffing myself with junk as midnight treat. There better be something good on cable.
Back to the party, I'm sure there's gonna be drinking. I hope everybody gets drunk. Then all of us can dance to Bob Sinclar, Madonna, Franz Ferdinand, Milky, or even Moony and the Pussycat Dolls! Hahahahah...
That party better be how it should be: Fun and Frivolous.
There's gonna be tons of food and people, including friends whom I have never seen in ages. Of course, I wanna look good. Although the first thing they'll probably gonna say is, "Oh, you're really getting thinner these days." And all the time, I'm fighting the urge to throw some sort of retort like, "And you're getting to my nerves" or "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It's okay that you're fat."
HAH!
I bet the food Mom cooked AND ordered will be gastronomically awesome. I swear I'm ready for some binge eating. I might start later by stuffing myself with junk as midnight treat. There better be something good on cable.
Back to the party, I'm sure there's gonna be drinking. I hope everybody gets drunk. Then all of us can dance to Bob Sinclar, Madonna, Franz Ferdinand, Milky, or even Moony and the Pussycat Dolls! Hahahahah...
That party better be how it should be: Fun and Frivolous.
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Dot Dot Dot
Life sucks.
You know, I'm so scared that one day, I'll open this little, if not pathetic online diary of mine and think I am such a fucking loser with a life worth five cents. I mean, all I write here is bad stuff happening to me. I gues that's what you get when you're 50% manwhore, 49% hedonist and 1% pessimist.
Anyway, I'm in the mall right now and i absolutely have no idea what to do here. I just had a haircut but I didn't wanna go back to my place yet so I went online without any reason/purpose whatsoever. I tried talking to people but they're all uninteresting, err... wait. Maybe I'm uninteresting?! Ugh. Whatever. They're morons.
And I'm they're God.
Aaagh. I fucking hate this. Boredom is one of the worst states for me. It's so destructive. I do a lot of stupid, stupid stuff when I'm bored. And I usually end up broke, even more depressed or injured after doing these stupid things.
Don't get me wrong. I do have friends. They're just not available right now. I'm not sure but I think this has something to do with this city. It's soo puny and the places I go to are so unlimited. Well you can't blame if I'm stuck in this shithole.
Got to go. Maybe I'll strangle a couple of cats for dinner just for the hell of it. Bye.
You know, I'm so scared that one day, I'll open this little, if not pathetic online diary of mine and think I am such a fucking loser with a life worth five cents. I mean, all I write here is bad stuff happening to me. I gues that's what you get when you're 50% manwhore, 49% hedonist and 1% pessimist.
Anyway, I'm in the mall right now and i absolutely have no idea what to do here. I just had a haircut but I didn't wanna go back to my place yet so I went online without any reason/purpose whatsoever. I tried talking to people but they're all uninteresting, err... wait. Maybe I'm uninteresting?! Ugh. Whatever. They're morons.
And I'm they're God.
Aaagh. I fucking hate this. Boredom is one of the worst states for me. It's so destructive. I do a lot of stupid, stupid stuff when I'm bored. And I usually end up broke, even more depressed or injured after doing these stupid things.
Don't get me wrong. I do have friends. They're just not available right now. I'm not sure but I think this has something to do with this city. It's soo puny and the places I go to are so unlimited. Well you can't blame if I'm stuck in this shithole.
Got to go. Maybe I'll strangle a couple of cats for dinner just for the hell of it. Bye.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Random Rants
It's 11:35 AM and I have a grueling exam in an hour and a half.
The weather has been really terrible in this part of the world. It has been raining nonstop for weeks now and umbrellas have failed me so many times already. However, right this moment, it's bright outside. Yes the sun is back. (Gawd, I sound like a friggin' 10 year-old.)
I hope the fucking rain goes away for good. I mean, yeah it's cool to have a little downpour once in a while. But everyday? Please. I don't have that many jackets to wear and shoes to ruin. Plus, it makes me wanna hug somebody when it's cold. And if luck favors it, may be even cuddle, or... you get the picture. Who doesn't? There's just something about the cold, the dim surrounding, and everything. Anyway, fuck it.
My room is a complete mess right now. I just hope by next week, it gets cleaned. But who am I kidding? What with all the junk I have, I don't think so.
More nonsense:
The weather has been really terrible in this part of the world. It has been raining nonstop for weeks now and umbrellas have failed me so many times already. However, right this moment, it's bright outside. Yes the sun is back. (Gawd, I sound like a friggin' 10 year-old.)
I hope the fucking rain goes away for good. I mean, yeah it's cool to have a little downpour once in a while. But everyday? Please. I don't have that many jackets to wear and shoes to ruin. Plus, it makes me wanna hug somebody when it's cold. And if luck favors it, may be even cuddle, or... you get the picture. Who doesn't? There's just something about the cold, the dim surrounding, and everything. Anyway, fuck it.
My room is a complete mess right now. I just hope by next week, it gets cleaned. But who am I kidding? What with all the junk I have, I don't think so.
More nonsense:
- Last night, when I was supposed to be studying, I was dancing like a maniac thirsty of some good ramming. I couldn't help it. I love Justine T's new single "Sexy Back" and Kelis' "Bossy," the video is hot. Bob Sinclar's "World (Hold On)" is also great.
- I want ice cream. I dunno, but lately I've been craving for cold food.
- I *heart* bryanboy.com.
- What is up with me and my phone these days? It's like I'm not interested in it anymore. Like I couldn't even care if I lose it, which I hope I won't. It's just that I'm out of interesting people to talk to. Damn heatbreak.
- Text/Call me.
I'm gonna go and try to make use of what's left of my brain now. Good luck to me.
Friday, August 11, 2006
One Big Break Please...
It's exams time once again and I'm here blogging. Hot.
Anyway, I've been so fucking busy these past days I look like a sexed out corpse. I swear my eyebags are the size of a backpackers' luggage. And the dark circles! Ugh.
As usual, I'll keep it short coz I don't really have much time. By the way, the weather sucks here. A gazillion typhoons have consecutively dropped by to blow the hell out of Las Islas Filipinas. And voila, I have a fucking cold.
So I'm sick, busy and worried. Thank God I'm still alive though. Whatever. I don't know what to say. There's a lot of things bugging me at the moment. I want mental diarrhea.
Anyway, I've been so fucking busy these past days I look like a sexed out corpse. I swear my eyebags are the size of a backpackers' luggage. And the dark circles! Ugh.
As usual, I'll keep it short coz I don't really have much time. By the way, the weather sucks here. A gazillion typhoons have consecutively dropped by to blow the hell out of Las Islas Filipinas. And voila, I have a fucking cold.
So I'm sick, busy and worried. Thank God I'm still alive though. Whatever. I don't know what to say. There's a lot of things bugging me at the moment. I want mental diarrhea.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
So Late Update
i have neglected this blog so much. in fact, i think i'm going to postpone posting more pictures from last summer. it's so old news.
anyway, i've been fucked up lately. i'm emotionally exhausted, and pgysically stressed out. i swear i think i'm on my way to death.
these pictures were taken during our college's acquaintance party. our section went for the military/army thing going on as our identifying mark.
i look stupid in this picture. hahahah...
too bad i don't have the full-body pics right now.
at the after-party.
thats all for now. have to take a bath. and have to pack. ugh. sooo busy. pray for my (in)sanity.
anyway, i've been fucked up lately. i'm emotionally exhausted, and pgysically stressed out. i swear i think i'm on my way to death.
these pictures were taken during our college's acquaintance party. our section went for the military/army thing going on as our identifying mark.
i look stupid in this picture. hahahah...too bad i don't have the full-body pics right now.
at the after-party.
thats all for now. have to take a bath. and have to pack. ugh. sooo busy. pray for my (in)sanity.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
My throat is, like, so fucking painful, it even hurts when i talk sometimes, and it's ruining, like my life
got pharyngitis.
for 10 days now.
dammit.
for 10 days now.
dammit.
Friday, June 16, 2006
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)
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.
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