fairy land.

better.

2009-03-22T05:13:00.000-07:00

i was feeling super depressed a while ago. now i'm only a little depressed.

i'm tired and i feel like my life's super empty right now. maybe it's due to piled up stress from all that happened to me this week. plus the major depression tonight. haii.

as my ym stat goes, i am not gonna be happy. or at least not right now. i dunno. all i know is that at times (or weekends) like this, i would just rush home to rizal no matter how tiring the trip is, and cuddle beside my mom as she rests on her bed as always. it was a very satisfying escape from all the work here in school, and the best way to erase all my worries and sadness. i really miss those times, but of course, there's no way i could go back.

now, there's nowhere - or nobody - to run to. i feel so helpless, i couldn't even text my siblings nor my tita. it's good that somehow, my going online wasn't so much in vain. first, there was a stranger (he's on my list, but we couldn't remember why or how we met) who inspired me to think positive though he didn't have any idea why i was depressed. and then besty went online, and i ranted all about my problems to her. she always listens to me and knows me all too well. and lastly, aj lamorena (prolly prompted by my ym stat) pm-ed to offer to text for me if ever i needed to send an important text message to somebody ('coz my phone's still wasak). it was very thoughtful of her. she really made me smile.

after seeing the result of our accounting exam after mass tonight, i got sad and immediately started making a list in my mind of things that would make me happy. but so far none of them worked. not ice cream. not "love life". not even being an instant gc and studying for my mbb exam tonight (i just couldn't focus).

oh well, i guess it's really the unexpected things that can work they're magic in lifting your spirits up when you're down. I'm still not feeling okay (or maybe i'm just hungry. i ought to eat after signing out), but everything's better. and i hope tomorrow will be better still.

promises

2009-03-21T01:48:00.000-07:00

are meant to be broken. itsumo, itsumo onaji.

haii. good luck na naman bukas. sana makabawi na talaga. mantra: i love accounting.

(magfofocus na nga lang nadistract pa nang 'di oras.)

anyway, good luck batchmates!

Fail day.

2009-03-17T05:15:00.000-07:00

the day hasn't ended yet, and i am super wishing it would. It seems like super mega malas ko today. haii.

101 exam: I started reading last week because I know my sched's gonna be hectic this week. I was ready for the lesson and a bit late (but still just on time for me) for the exam. And for some reason the ikot jeep took forever to load and i ended up arriving super duper late. Mid-exam, my mind just shut off. I know that I was supposed to know the answers to those questions, but the answers just won't surface. It's the first exam ever that I was mental-blocked. It's unfair, to think that I've prepared relatively well for this.

Elevate. I guess you all know what happened. Haii. Sobrang fail ko.

180.1. I've set my mind on reviewing our prof's slides when I get home and spending the night as leisurely as I wish on practicing excel. But boo, I arrive at the boarding house and my sister has just left, laptop in tow. It would have been okay if our other roommate had her laptop, but of all times, she accidentally left it at home. I was desperate and texted two people and tried calling another one to borrow. Pero asa. It was all in vain and I just wasted time. Now here I am, spending the night in a computer shop. I should be pressured on finishing early so I'd spend less money and be able to go home early, but I'm super frustrated now that I just need to let this all out.

Haii. Wala namang mapag-share-an aside from Pipay. Eh I don't want to disturb her more given that she also has an exam tomorrow to prepare for.

Okay, there. I should start working now if I don't want another fail day. Kung pwede lang sanang umiyak. Kaso wala nang time.

correction

2009-03-14T08:59:00.000-07:00

because multiply won't upload pics at tghe moment, i'm doing the mass upload next time. suuuper sleepy.

warning

2009-03-14T07:59:00.000-07:00

i'm preparing to upload tons of pictures. if you don't want to see a lot of me right now, you can skip viewing my albums. but if you do have free time, feel free to browse through my collection. oh, and leave comments. :p

i'm uploading all these from my phone because i don't have a laptop to store my pictures in (my laptop's wasak). since my bro's laptop has bluetooth and i see him rarely, i'm taking this opportunity to upload and give my phone more memory space, even if it's already 3 in the morning and i should be sleeping. need to be back in diliman by 1pm later. -_-

anyway, have a great Sunday! enjoy! :D

JJMA ka? JJ for Fin VP! :D

2009-03-08T00:57:00.000-08:00

JJMA ka? JJMA ako!
JJMA na tayong lahat
kay JJ San Juan!

JJ for a FINer JMA!

JJ for UP JMA Vice President for Finance!

Please check out my GPOA at the CBA 3F front lobby. For questions, comments, suggestions, violent reactions, or anything at all, you can contact me through my e-mail [jjsj1989@yahoo. com] or my phone [0906.286.5040]

Reposted from (and for) JJ San Juan. :)

usapang babae (naman?). XD

2009-01-23T04:32:00.000-08:00

Grabbed from julirose. akalain mong may gumawa na din pala ng sagot, bukod sa notes ni klyonne. :))

Kapag ngumiti ka na ng konti,
nag-ayos ng konti pagkakamalan ka nang malandi.
Hindi pangseryosohang relasyon.

Marinig lang nila na malakas kang mag-salita,
palengkera ka na.
T.O. kagad sa kanila iyon.

Mahilig silang tumingin sa mga babaeng sexy manamit,
kulang nalang makita na kaluluwa.
Pero kapag babaeng seryosohin at gustong ligawan
dapat disente,
dapat mala-anghel ang mukha,
dapat mukhang inosente.
Tapos kami pa raw ang mahilig mamili?
Parang baliktad yata?

Ok, ayan nanliligaw na si lalake.

Dapat pakipot ka para suyuin ka, para habulin ka pa lalo.
Kapag hindi ka naman nagpakipot.. "easy to get" naman ang tingin sa iyo.
Hindi ka na seseryosohin.
Teka! Sino bang may sabing magpaalila kayo,
di naman namin hawak ang buhay niyo.

Natural lang na magtiis kayo, may gusto kayo sa amin eh.
Kapag nakuha niyo na iyon wala na lahat ng mga paghihirap niyo,
babaliktad na ang sitwasyon kami naman ang mamromroblema.
Para lang kayong may gustong bilhin na bagay.
Upang mabili ito kailangan munang magsakripisyo, magtipid, magtiis.
Pag nabili na at mapagsawaan wala na, balewala na. Diyan ka na sa tabi-tabi.

"Tawagan nalang kita pag trip ko o kaya'y pag may gusto akong ipagawa sa iyo"

Ano pa ba? E di sinagot mo na diba. Utang na loob pa natin yun.
Dahil naghirap daw sila sa panliligaw dapat masuklian natin iyon ng higit pa.
Sa umpisa kailangan malambing ka, maayos at laging magsisilbi sa kanya.
Ayaw daw nilang humawak ng relasyon, pero kapag ikaw naman ang nagmando,
aba! masasakal naman.

Sasabihin pa sa iyo:
"demanding ka."

Meron ka pang maririnig na:
"I think we need space.",

..........at kung anu-ano pang ek-ek.

Sino rin may sabing di dapat kami magpakabait,
maging devoted at faithful?

Kapag kami ang sumaway niyang mga iyan, iba na ang tingin sa amin.
Malandi na kami, haliparot, pakawala, makikay at kung anu-ano pang mga bansag ang itatawag sa amin.

Kapag kayo gumawa noon, ok lang.
Lalake kayo eh, macho kayo pag ginawa niyo yon.
Kaya kami, walang magawa. Magpapakaburo at magpapakamadre nalang.

Kapag nagloko na kayo ano pa bang magagawa namin?
Eh di iiyak nalang. Wala namang ibang magagawa eh.

Tungkol naman sa tinatawag niyong pagdedemand namin.

Hindi kami nagdedemand! Karapatan lang namin iyon.
Karapatan namin na lambingin niyo kami, icheck at ipakita sa amin na mahal niyo kami.

Hindi rin ibig sabihin na mas sincere kayo sa amin.

Seryoso rin naman kami ah. At ang maturity wala yan sa edad.
Mas maaga nga kaming magmature sa inyo.
Ang isang 19 year old na lalake eh, isip 15 pa yun. It follows iyan sa lahat ng age group.
Mas mataas pa kung minsan ang pagbawas ng level of maturity.
Kayo na ang mag-math!

Pati yung pag-iyak namin pinupuntirya niyo.

Kesyo drama daw. Diba kapag umiyak ka nagbuhos ka ng emosyon diyan.
Ano tingin niyo sa amin mga artista?!

Alam niyo iyon? Yun bang kulang nalang ay lumuha ka na ng dugo,
pero hindi ka pa rin papansinin.
Sasabihan ka pang tigilan na ang pagdradrama.
Hindi nila kami maiintindihan kapag nagseselos kami.

Bakit naman kami magseselos kung wala kaming nakikita?
Mas iba kaming magmahal. Mas masarap..

Kapag natapos na ang lambingan,
eh di siyempre iwanan blues na.
Kami pa raw ang nagsawa, kami pa raw ang nagtritrip lang.
Sino ba ang lumalayas kapag may nakita nang bago,
sino ba ang mayabang,
sino ba ang nagmamalaki?
Kami ba? Kami ang walang choice...

Kasi ang babae pag sinabing "break na tayo.."
Lambingin lang iyan ng konti balikan blues na iyan.
Kapag ang lalake ang umayaw, pucha, bahala ka diyan.
Kahit mag-tambling ka pa sa harap niya. Wa-epek.
Umiyak ka ng bato.Wa-epek.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tapos sila pa raw ang kawawa?

Post-break up.

Mahal pa ng babae si lalaki.
Sasamantalahin ni lalaki. Magpapagawa ng kung anu-ano.

Naaalala ka lang kapag may kailangan sa iyo.

Kapag pumangit ka after the break up, magpapasalamat sila na iniwan ka nila.
Kapag gumanda ka naman, ipagkakalat nila sa buong sangkatauhan na naging girlfriend ka niya.
Sala sa init sala sa lamig talaga.

Ano ba namang buhay to?

Ang hirap ding maging babae ano. Kala nila laging sila nalang.

Lagi rin kaming naiiwan sa ere.
PUTANGINA SAKLAP DIBA?

usapang lalaki.

2009-01-22T02:00:00.000-08:00

reposted from tiff. 'di ako sang-ayon, pero nakakaaliw din basahin. :)

*gabe. usapang lalake*
*sindi ng yosi*
*hithit*
*buga*

Musta na, pare? Ako, okay lang. Eto. Nagmumuni-muni. Nag-iisip. Minsan talaga may mga bagay na hindi ko maintindihan. Ewan ko ba.

*hinga ng malalim*

Bakit ba ganun pare, ilang beses ko na pinag-aralan pero lagi na lang lumalabas na parang kahit ‘sang anggulo mo tingnan,
hindi nagiging patas para sa mga lalake ang ilang bagay pagdating sa pagmamahal.

*tingin sa stars*

Minsan naiisip ko, alam kaya ng mga babae ang hirap ng lalake
na gumawa ng first move para magtapat ng pagmamahal?
E yung hirap na dinadaanan sa panliligaw at pagsuyo sa mahal nya?
Ang feeling ng masaktan pag nabasted?
Malamang-lamang siguro, hindi ano.
Wala naman yata silang alam sa mga paghihirap naten e.

Ang alam lang ata nila e mamili, manakit, at

magsaya. Tingin mo?

*tingin sa malayo*

Lagi naman ganun. Una pa lang, lalake na ang naghihirap.
Hassle saten ang panliligaw pero bago pa yun,
kung ano pang diskarte ang gagawin naten
para masabi naten sa kanila na mahal natin sila.
Alam kaya nila yun? Mahirap magsabi na mahal mo na yung babae, diba?
Tapos liligawan pa naten.

Patutunayan na mahal nga sila. Susuyuin

to-the-max.

Maghahatid sa bahay, tutulungan,

sasabayan, palalamunin, pagtyatyagaan,

lahat na.

Kulang na lang e pagsilbihan mo nang

walang sahod.

At ano ang kapalit? Well, depende sa trip nila. Oo tol, sa trip lang nila.
Wala silang pake kesehodang mahal natin talaga sila.

Basta ang alam nila, pag di nila tayo

trip,

isang malaking HINDE ang makukuha

naten,

kahit umiyak pa tayo ng dugo o lumuhod sa mga asing buu-buo.
Para lang silang namimili ng damit na di man lang sinusukat bago ayawan.
Kaya kahit mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal natin, sorry tayo.
Hindi nila alam kung mahal mo sila.
Kailangan mong maabot ang kanilang mga standards o uuwi ka lang na bad trip, iiling-iling, at minsan, luhaan.

Wala tayong magagawa, marami silang alibi.

“Hindi pa ‘ko ready eh..”,

“Sorry pero I think we should just be friends..”,

“Ha? Uhhmm.. nagpapatawa ka ba? Hahahaha..”

“Better luck next time na lang muna, okay lang?”,

“Give me a decade. Pag-iisipan ko muna..”,

“Para lang kitang kapatid e..”,

yaddah yaddah.

Isang malaking pagsasaklob ng langit at lupa ‘yon para saten.

*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*

At hindi lang ‘yon tol. Sa pre-relationship stage pa lang yon.
Pag sinagot na nila tayo, satin pa rin ang hassle.

Tayo daw ang mga lalake kaya

tayo ang hahawak ng relasyon.

Tayo ang aayos kung may gulo;

tayo ang dapat magpapakabait;

tayo ang magtatyaga;

tayo ang magiging devoted at faithful;

tayo, tayo tayo.

Sila? Ummm… Teka, isipin ko.

Ayun.

Sila ang magsasabi kung anong oras kayo dapat

magmeet;

sila ang magtetext ng mga mushy at kabalbalang

texts;

sila ang magdedemand sayo ng kung anu-ano;

sila ang magbabawal;

sila ang magsasabi kung kelan ka dapat mag-shave,

kung kelan ka pwedeng tumawag sa bahay nila,

kung kelan sila di dapat bad tripin dahil meron sila,

at kung kelan ka korni.

Ewan. Ganun ata talaga.

*kuha ng bote ng beer*
*lagok*
*lunok*

Hindi pa yun tapos pare, dahil dapat tayo ang bahala kung ano ang

magiging takbo ng relasyon.

Pag maganda, edi okay.

Pag may problema, kasalanan naten.

Haay buhay. Minsan talaga kung tutuusin sakit sila ng ulo.

Kaya lang mahal naten kaya di na natin

iniintindi yun.

*hinga ng malalim*

Pero alam mo tol, feeling ko mas sincere pa tayo magmahal sa kanila.
Alam mo yun, iba tayo magmahal e.
Hindi lang parang laru-laro lang. Seryoso.
At kung magmahal man tayo, lubus-lubusan.

Mas mature?

Hindi yung parang pambata lang gaya nila na kesyo magseselos-selos, iiyak-iyak, iina-inarte, dadradrama, at kung anu-ano pa.
Hindi lang kababawan. Ka-mushyhan. Kababaihan. Iba tayo pag nagmahal.

*hinga ng malalim*
*tingin sa malayo ulit*

At ito pa ang pinakamasaklap.

*singhot*

Ang ending ng relasyon.
Sa mga panahong ‘to, either
sawa na sila, hindi na tayo trip,
may nahanap na silang better saten,
o kaya they need f*cking space and time muna.
Bad trip no? Wala na naman tayong choice. Sila ang masusunod.

At ano pa ang kasamang hassle don?
Syempre wasak na ang imahe naten.
Tayo ang lalabas na may kasalanan.
Na playboy. Na nagpapaiyak.

*iiling*

Tayo siyempre ang mga antagonist
at sila yung mga bidang inaapi at parang mga pusang iiyak-iyak.

Ang ending:
mag-ooffer sila ng “friendship” kuno matapos tayong pagsawaan,
lahat ng gifts naten nasa kanila,
sawi tayo sa pag-ibig, “player” na ang image naten,
at higit sa lahat,
mag-iisip kung papaano ipagpapatuloy ang buhay.
Maiiwan tayong tulala, mag-iisip kung saan nagkamali, mamomroblema sa pag-aadjust sa pagiging single, at di na naman makakatulog.

Haay buhay. Ang hirap maging lalake.
Lagi ka na lang naiiwan sa ere.
Ano? Hindi ka na nagsalita? In-love ka no?

Ako, kamusta? Eto.
Yoyosi-yosi. Bubuntong-buntong hininga. Titingin-tingin sa bituin. Mumuni-muni. Lalagok ng alak

Ang mga babae talaga, oo.

daddy's rules for dating.

2008-10-21T16:31:00.000-07:00

Daddy's Rules for Dating (copied from bart)
Your dad's rules for your boyfriend (or for you if you're a guy):

Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're surely not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a 'Barrier method' of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: 'early.'

Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing or holding hands. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual themes are to be avoided; movies that feature chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

NOTE: This application will be incomplete and rejected unless accompanied by a complete financial statement, job history, lineage, and current medical report from your doctor.

NAME _____________________________ DATE OF BIRTH ____________
HEIGHT ________ WEIGHT _________ IQ __________ GPA _________
SOCIAL SECURITY #______________ DRIVERS LICENSE #____________
BOY SCOUT RANK AND BADGES__________________________________
______
HOME ADDRESS_____________________________________________________
CITY/STATE ____________________________ ZIP______

Do you have parents? ___Yes ___No
Is one male and the other female? ___Yes ___No
If No, explain: _______________________________________________________
___________________________________________________________________

Number of years they have been married _________________________________

If less than your age, explain:
____________________________________________________________________
____________________________________________________________________

ACCESSORIES SECTION:
A. Do you own or have access to a van? __Yes __No
B. A truck with oversized tires? __Yes __No
C. A waterbed? __Yes __No
D. A pickup with a mattress in the back? __Yes __No
E. A tattoo? __Yes __No
F. Do you have an earring, nose ring, __Yes __No
pierced tongue, pierced cheek or a belly button ring?

(IF YOU ANSWERED 'YES' TO ANY OF THE ABOVE, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY. I SUGGEST RUNNING.)

ESSAY SECTION:
In 50 words or less, what does 'LATE' mean to you?
____________________________________________________________________
____________________________________________________________________

In 50 words or less, what does 'DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER' mean to you?
____________________________________________________________________
____________________________________________________________________

In 50 words or less, what does 'ABSTINENCE' mean to you?
____________________________________________________________________
____________________________________________________________________

REFERENCES SECTION:
Church you attend ___________________________________________________
How often you attend ________________________________________________
When would be the best time to interview your:
father? ____________
mother? ___________
pastor? ____________

SHORT-ANSWER SECTION:
Answer by filling in the blank. Please answer freely, all answers are confidential.

A: If I were shot, the last place I would want shot would be:
____________________________________________________________________
B: If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my:
____________________________________________________________________
C: A woman's place is in the:
____________________________________________________________________
D: The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is:
____________________________________________________________________
E. What do you want to do IF you grow up?
____________________________________________________________________
F. When I meet a girl, the thing I always notice about her first is:
____________________________________________________________________
G. What is the current going rate of a hotel room? __________________________

I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT, NATIVE AMERICAN ANTI TORTURE, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE, RED HOT POKERS, AND HILLARY CLINTON KISS TORTURE.

__________________________________________________________________
Applicant's Signature (that means sign your name, moron!)

_______________________________ ________________________________
Mother's Signature Father's Signature

_______________________________ ________________________________
Pastor/Priest/ Rabbi State Representative/Congressman

Thank you for your interest, and it had better be genuine and non-sexual. Please allow four to six years for processing.

You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write (since you probably can't, and it would cause you injury). If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentlemen wearing white ties carrying violin cases (you might want to watch your back).

econ 100.1 finals - does anybody know the time and place? :)

2008-10-14T07:07:00.000-07:00

moving on.

2008-10-07T17:33:00.000-07:00

i've experienced yet a single break-up in my life. and i was the one who initiated it. yet, no matter how many times i told myself that i do not have any right to feel hurt because it was my fault, it was painful. it hurt for some time. after a while though, i got to move on, to go to reunions and see him again with a smile on my face like nothing bad happened.. or like i never did him wrong. i felt guilty that everything passed me by rather quickly, but then again, there was no use pretending that you i still felt dramatic about all that happened though i was really over everything. it was over. that's it.

now, i am happy. or maybe not. but at least i know that i'm not super sad. what i'm going through right now is far different from breaking up with my first boyfriend, but it somehow feels the same. there's the pain, the longing, the what-if's, the guilt. yet, there's also peace, and (okaaay, i have to admit), a bit of happiness. it's still the same old painful loss, but this time around, i'm assured that what - or who - i lost, is in a better state than when we were together. for her, there's no more pain and suffering. just peace. and hopefully hapiness.

i don't like holding on. i move on quite fast. i can get over this. i can, i can, i can. in fact, i've laughed a lot of times since last week. i'm yearning to go to the mall with my girl friends, to see my crush(es), to get good grades (after a depressing accounting exam).. i long to live my life again. there are some major changes, a lot of missing parts in my life, huge decisions that suddenly appeared and now my mind's overflowing with a lot of stuff. my aunts and uncles tell me to just study hard and fulfill my mom's dreams for me, but as of the moment, studying is what i suck at most. i just want to chill, to go out, to drink, to party, to have fun and forget everything. no matter how hard i try, i just can't study. or maybe i don't want to study yet. i try to clear my mind but it's still preoccupied. my stat exam is sitting here in front of me at the computer but i don't know when i'd (want to) start.

okay, i'm ranting big time. basta.. i don't know anymore. my life seems pointless.

let's end this na. thank you for all who came, who texted, and most especially to those who prayed. my mom is happy now, and i guess i should be too, anytime soon. *hugs* God bless.

at dahil pilipino ka.. :)

2008-09-20T23:22:00.000-07:00

UP JMA and

FERN Incorporated

in cooperation with

Hang Ten and Scratch It!

invite you to

BUY PINOY!

A Charity Bazaar for Filipinos

September 27 & 28, 2008 (10am to 9pm)

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good black day. :)

2008-06-22T05:15:00.000-07:00

it has been raining unpredictably for the past days, but i never did expect a black out to happen today. as i sat at home all day hoping for the electricity to go back, plans on what to do when the laptop's up and working again kept running through my mind - copying my unfinished papers to my usb was first, and reviewing for our cwts quiz tomorrow was next (the undiscussed coverage is posted on the website, so i have no means of reviewing it amidst a black out). i waited in vain all day until i finally fell asleep immediately after dinner. at around 10, i woke up to the sound of the tv and my sisters' and mom's loud chatting. it was all too late, but i still felt relieved that finally, the electricity's back.

for today, i learned a couple of things. first was that when rain falls heavier than the usual, only one-fourth of the usual people who go to church actually show up for mass. at first, me and my sister were guilty of feeling lazy as well, given the temptation of staying at home all-day lying on bed and listening to the pouring rain. plus, taking a bath was scary in a pitchblack bathroom. anyway, the rain toned down when we finally stepped out to walk to church. i guess God was telling us then that we were doing the right thing.

for tonight, i succeeded in copying my files alright (after digging into my backpack for minutes trying to find my usb), but i got irritated when the ym wasn't functioning at that very crucial time. my mom's already told me that there's no class tomorrow, but i just needed to find out for myself. and then i found out about the web messenger (okay, sorry if everybody knows about it already and i'm the only ignorante left behind), and i find it so cool that i'm thinking about using it instead of the wreck-prone ym that we have here at home. and thank God again, there's a concrete announcement regarding class suspension. wee! long week-end right here.

plus, i got to chat with bea after a looong time. we have our first date for the sem set on tues. i just hope nothing else comes up on that day. cross-fingers.

haha. it's been ages since i blogged like this. totally missed it. hahaha. God bless you guys! peace.

PS: i'm soooo happy today because there are tons of chocolate at home. i shouldn't miss brushing my teeth before sleeping, or else.. ^^

don't mind me.

2008-06-20T04:01:00.000-07:00

a minute ago my heart's been overflowing with negative feelings that i just wanted to pour into writing. but i guess it will be too risky. i just got suddenly scared of what others might think if i do a dramatic monologue here. so, i guess i'll continue to keep it in. don't mind me. i'm oooookay. ^^

no guts, no glory

2008-06-16T00:09:00.000-07:00

Statistically speaking, unless you are a total hermit, a social retard, or ugly as a putrid bum, there is at least one person in your multiply network that has a crush on you, wants to date you, wants to sleep with you, or simply just wants to kiss you.

So... let's play "No Guts, No Glory!"

The rules are simple.

1. If you want to date the person who posted this, send a Personal Message, not a reply to this post, saying "Coffee?"
2. If you have a crush on the person who posted this, send a Personal Message saying "You're hot!"
3. If you just want to sleep with them & stay friends, send them a Persoal Message that says "Nice shoes!"
4. If you simply just want to kiss the person who posted this, send a Personal Message saying, "I do!"

SCARED?

The only rule is that, you must not make anyone who sends you a personal message feel stupid for feeling that way about you. Acknowledge. Say thank you. Move on.

IF YOU'VE READ THIS, YOU HAVE TO REPOST THIS, EVEN IF YOU'RE TAKEN & see who replies.

SO... re-post this as "No Guts, No Glory", as it doesn't matter if you're married, in a relationship, or single. You opened it so you HAVE to repost it! A test of your bravery...

C'mon! No Guts, No Glory! :D

kakasa ka ba sa grade 5? - from kat. try this. :D

2008-06-14T04:18:00.000-07:00

You need to come up with the correct number to open the attachment. (SEE BELOW)

Good luck with this and have fun! This is a 5th grade math problem. If you can't stand word math problems, just delete now.

If you can open the spreadsheet, you'll see it's a very small list of people who have gotten the correct number. This is not a trick question. This is a real math problem so don't say that a bus has no legs.

- There are 7 girls in a bus.
- Each girl has 7 backpacks.
- In each backpack, there are 7 big cats.
- For every big cat there are 7 little cats.

Question:

How many legs are there in the bus?

The number of legs is the password to unlock the Excel sheet.

If you open it, add your name and send it on to see who else can unlock it. (See attached file: copy of answer sheet-3-1.xls)

Hint: No bus driver.

nais mo bang magturo? :)

2008-06-08T19:35:00.000-07:00

hi! i'm looking for someone who could replace me as a tutor. busy-busyhan na kasi, eh nahihiya naman akong basta iwan 'yung student ko nang hindi nag-eeffort na humanap ng kapalit. anyway, here are the details:

sa emerald mansion, ortigas
3 hours/day, 5 days/week
100php/hour ang sweldo, usually plus merienda naman at c2 :)
'pag perfect attendance, nagbibigay sila ng bonus
weekly ang sweldo, so around 1500+ per week

hmm.. ano pa ba?

the student is a 16-year old korean girl who understands english somehow. or kung magkaroon man ng switch, within their family din ang matuturuan mo.

i was teaching english at first, but lately we've been studying science and math. 'di naman rigid 'yung session, so if you'd want changes sa sched or something, madali din naman sila kausap. i think the classes would be from 5:30-8:30 or 6-9, kasi magkakapasok na din sila sa june 16, eh 4pm pa sila makakauwi from pasig.

lastly, the aunt/mom told me to find someone who's hardworking, patient and kind. so, are you qualified? :)

text me at 09173587262 if you're interested. Thanks so much! :D

first things first. (from tin)

2008-05-20T04:42:00.000-07:00

You have to type the 1st thing that comes to mind whenever you hear these 35 things.

You can’t think and go back and change your answers.
TIP: erase all of the other persons' answers first.. that way u can think in blank

Here we go:

1. Beer: melo!

2. McDo: mcdo go bigtime stubs.

3. Relationships: problems

4. Purple: love! Cellophane!
5. Power Rangers: yellow ranger

6. Weed: grass? Lol.

7. Steroids: nooooo.

8. Cartoons: power puff!
9. The President: hate.

10. Tupperware: plastic.
11. Florida: Disneyland!

12. Santa Claus: Christmas. J

13. Halloween: pumpkin.

14. Alice: wonderland!

15. Grammar: tutor.

16: Myspace: what’s my password again?

17. Clowns: scary..

18. Marriage: scarier. Ugh.

19. Paris: the tower.

20. Cat: the cat in alice in wonderland

21. Redheads: weasley.

22. Blondes: charlie’s angels?

23. Pass the: salt. Haha.

24. One night stand: never.

25. Donald Trump: pusoy dos. What the-?

26. Neverland: peter pan.

27. dixie: pixie.

28. Vanilla ice cream: nah. Choco!

29. Volleyball: trauma.

30. High school musical: oops, forgot to watch it still.

31. Pajamas: bananas!

32. WoodY: woodpecker

33. Wet Socks: eww.

34. Anorexia: lester? XD

35. Love: makes the world go round.

i am lion

2008-05-19T22:39:00.000-07:00

The Rules:
1. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.
2. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.

like most girls i know, i'm a certified chocoholic. i love dark chocolate more than any other kind.

i'm super fickle-minded. last christmas (or for every christmas i think), my mom got irritated because i kept changing my choice of top to buy.

people at home call me a lot of pet names. top three would be layon (a variation of lion), emo (which is actually a short term for demon), and thankfully, ate joyce. similarly, i usually call other people nick names that only less people call them.

i'm pretty kuripot, yet galante at the same time. it depends on how much money i have and how good my mood is.

you can consider me as one of the boys. i've been to lots of movie outings, mallings and meals with all-boy groups.

during our year-ender activity at kalai, my floormates were telling me that one thing they'd remember about me was how i always hugged them. i just looove hugging people i care for.

just one "tara joyce, mall tayo?" is enough to have me tagging along, 'coz i'm very much phlegmatic. especially 'pag libre ng nagyayaya. *wink*

my friends used to count how many times i say sorry in a tambay moment with them. i do say sorry a lot, but for things that are not my fault, i can be very stubborn.

i used to dream of becoming a doctor, but now i want to become a cpa-lawyer. or a model, a singer, a theatre performer, and lots more. i have lots of dreams.

i have this self-pity moments when i realize that i am the laziest and yet the pinaka-pasaway of us four children at home. and i've actually grown to believe that other people know that my parents have only three children, and i am non-existing.

so much for the emo-ness. i tag the last ten persons who viewed my page (and who hasn't done this, hopefully):

hannah
yen
roxanne
dang
ley
deah
ate dianne
jo
kenneth
trish

sa mga walang blog sa ni-tag ko, oras na para magsimulang mag-blog. hehe. peace! :D

PS: for all those who tagged me with this, sorry super late. God bless! ^^

50 odd things about me. grabbed from manong.

2008-05-16T04:34:00.000-07:00

50 ODD things about you!
If you opened this, FILL IT OUT!
Learn 50 things about your friends, and let them learn 50 things about you!

Do you like cheese?
-- suuuper.

Are you a chainsmoker?
-- don't smoke.

Your favorite song?
-- hmm. because of you? (kelly clarkson's)

Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?
-- haha. no.

What do you think of hotdogs?
-- reminds me of ate vicky's/vermont's footlong.

Favorite Christmas song?
-- pasko na sinta ko. emo.

What do you prefer to drink in the morning
-- water, kung iinom man.

Can you do push ups?
-- yep. a few.

Favorite super-hero?
-- ppg! haha.

Favorite hobby?
-- singing. watching anime. reading.

Secret weapon to get the opposite sex?
-- *grin*

What's one trait you hate about yourself?
-- miss fickle-minded.

Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment
-- i have more traits that i hate about me.

-- i'm overly excited about the crs batch run. OA.

-- what to do? gabi na pero 'di pa 'ko antukin.

Name 6 things you bought yesterday?
-- ticket for a streetdance requirement.

-- fudgie bar and choco mucho.

-- lunch at kfc.

-- photox

-- choco mucho ulit, mahal s'ya at 10php.

-- pamasahe. lots of this.

Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?
-- water

-- bearbrand choco

-- rootbeer

Favorite place?
-- bahay. there's no place like home.

Where would you like to go?
-- salon. char.

What color of shirt are you wearing?
-- blue.

Can you whistle?
-- no. *bitter*

Favorite color/s?
-- black. blue. violet.

Would you like to be a pirate?
-- haha. no?

Favorite boy's name?
-- john. haha. ang common naman.

Favorite girl's name?
-- joyce. woohoo!

What's in your pocket right now?
-- no pocket.

Last thing that made you laugh?
-- my sis bullying me. i got mad and grr-ed, and she said i looked like the lion that growls at the beginning of warner bro's films.

Worst injury you've ever had?
-- i was playing with the dog and i tripped and fell headfirst down our door when i was small. eh elevated s'ya na halos ka-height ko nung time na 'yun, so sabog talaga ang noo ko.

Do you love where you live?
-- yeah, a lot, even after that incident. pinaiba na 'yung part kung san ako nadapa.

How many computers do you have in your house?
-- 4 ata.

Does someone have a crush on you?
-- no one i know of. haha. pahumble daw.

What is your favorite book?
-- hmm. no fave.

What is your favorite candy?
-- nerds. <3

What were you doing 12 AM last night?
-- writing a quiz for my tutee.

What is the first thing you thought of when u woke up?
-- omg, it's past 7. eh i was supposed to meet someone at 7. grr, late na naman.

> so much for posting after a long time of hibernation. <

cute depiction of college life

2008-04-14T02:07:00.000-07:00

Every New Semester: After First Week: After Second Week: Before the Mid-Term Test: During the Mid-Term Test: After the Mid-Term Test: Before the Final Exams: Once Get to Know the Final Exam Schedule: 7 Days Before the Final Exam: 6 Days Before the Final Exam: 5 Days Before the Final Exam: 4 Days Before the Final Exam: 3 Days Before the Final Exam: 2 Days Before the Final Exam: 1 Day Before the Final Exam: The Night Before the Final Exam: 1 Hour Before the Final Exam: During the Final Exam: Once Walk Out From the Examination Hall: After the Final Exam, During the Holiday:

THAT'S COLLEGE! XD

Salamat kay lambert na kinopyahan ko nito. :)

farewell.. for now. :)

2008-04-08T21:12:00.000-07:00

what's good in goodbye?

the first time i was asked this question was when i received it via text from my buddy kenneth, and then later on i found out that it was a question that everyone in their corridor was asked to write about. if i were to answer this, out of bitterness i would blurt out:

"wala. meron ba? "

but after giving it some thought (and reading kuya rbee's letter to the third floor boys out of curiosity), i realized that in reality, underneath the loneliness and tears brought by goodbyes, there hide pleasant things that later on, we may be thankful of.

personally, i don't like goodbyes, particularly because i'm sort of a cry baby and even the slightest senti moments make me cry. i remember confessing to my floormates during our year-ender that when i entered kalai, i vowed to myself that i would only sleep there - no mingling with people, no bonding with floormates, no going out to meet my dormmates. i was able to keep up with that life during the first sem, but the second sem got different. and it was a whole lot better. it started with room-hopping, joining the choir, participating in the cheerdance competition, and the next thing i know, my network expanded. i know that i wasn't even close to knowing one-fourth of my batchmates in kalai by the end of my stay, but honestly, i'm glad i opened my door and went out.

and now that it's goodbye, you can bet that i cried a lot more than most of my floormates did. but compared to the previous "farewell episodes" that i've encountered, i cried less. because now i realized that goodbyes may be temporary or permanent, and it will solely depend on me which one it will be. i used to treat goodbyes as a point where there would be nothing more between you and the person you're parting ways with; at present, i'm starting to treat it as something temporary, something that may be turned into a "hello" again in time.

and now, i'm somehow changing my answer from "wala. meron ba?" to this:

goodbyes give you the chance to meet more people, and to prove to the people you said goodbye to that no matter how many more people you meet, you are willing to and you will be able to keep the memory of the friendships and the relationships that you made with those people alive.

okay, that was a looong sentence. i suggest you read it again and hopefully get it the second time around. anyway, what i said there is what i intend to do - keep the memories alive. :)

to the headturners (UP TSRS), my GA-mates, my friends, my dormmates, the RA's, the mess hall people, the staff, the guards... super thank you for everything. and i hope i'd still see most of you around. *big hug*

God bless. i missed you, i missed kalai. and i'll be back next week. wee!

the power of cramming.

2008-03-23T10:19:00.000-07:00

for some weird reason, my hand smells like beer.

anyway, i'm elated. i finished my eng10 paper this morning, sa wakas. i've been sitting in front of my mom's laptop for days now, hoping that for a change, i wouldn't cram my paper. yet every single time, i ended up spending all my pc-time multiplying, and justifying that "i'm not in writing mood yet so i better not mess with my paper just now." oh well.

i'm counting only a few hours 'til i go back to diliman. i dunno if i should be excited or what. all i have to do is submit my paper until 5 today. i hope i leave earlier than 3. 2:30 perhaps? hainako. i usually tend to leave the house until the last minute possible. sana 'di naman today. my paper would go to waste if i don't submit it on time.

err. i'm excited. yet empty. whatever. i dunno if i really am excited. i cut myself from the texting world for almost two days already, and somehow i'm hoping that when i get back sa dorm, things will be the same as they were last week - with all the fun with my friends and floormates. but maybe things will be quite different. it's finals week anyway. and it's our last week in kalai. argh, God don't make me so emotional.

i should have my camera ready just in case. and hopefully some things for my floormates. i'll miss them, i'll miss kalai, i'll miss all the experience and the people. i know, there's no way to get back here. i'm over being a freshie. and a kalai-er. almost.

heck. before i get too emotional here, let me remind myself that i still have two exams to go. God help me.

sorry, ang gulo at plain ng post ko. hope to write a more decent post uli. anybody care to comment kahit ganito?

God bless. happy easter dearies.

PS: crammed this post because i still need to pack. and for something else i crammed, it was an easter card from all of us that made my mama cry.

to boys. or at least some of them.

2008-03-07T16:40:00.000-08:00

i've had this tab opened in my mozilla for hours now, and i still haven't thought of what to write about. i've been too busy these past days and got super exhausted that this weekend, i'd like to do everything slow and live it light. haha. as if i could fool myself 'no? an hour from now, i'd probably be doing my paper for english or studying for bio. there's no more time to relax. rar.

just for a quick post (pity my blog, it's been stagnant for weeks already), i'm writing about the first thing that popped into my mind: boys, and how we'd never understand each other.

to all the male readers, pardon me if i'm wrong, mayabang, maarte, hard-headed.. or whatever you may want to use to describe me after reading this. this is my blog anyway.

okay, here goes. what boys can't seem to understand about me (and what i want them to understand):

one. if i didn't reply, there are just three reasons: i'm busy, i don't have load (or i'm not unli or into sulitext), or i just want you to stop texting me, or at least to tone it down. especially when you've been texting me for more than ten times already and didn't get any response yet.

two. i love smiling and greeting people, especially those with familiar faces. but it's just that, and nothing more. please don't get the wrong impression.

three. i hate it when guys send GM's that are pretending to be messages directed to me (like daily greetings and all). most of the time, i don't reply to them. if you're kind enough and are actually texting me, you could at least include my name in the message. in fact, i really appreciate it when people remember me.

four. i'm the listener type of person, so most of the time, i listen to people's stories, especially when i'm not busy. but please, i don't really need to hear every little tidbit of your basketball game (including how you twisted your hand to pass that ball. argh.). i can tolerate guys who are so full of themselves, but at times, they tend to annoy me.

five. i'm a touchy person myself, but for the touchy guys, please don't be so TA.

six. when you give us something (or treat us), girls would most likely accept. as for me, most of the time i do it out of courtesy. if it's giving you the wrong idea, then tell me. i might send your things back.

seven. it's awkward when a guy comes up to me and says all the weird and mushy stuff on the spot, but i prefer that instead of having those things texted to me. that's just a major turn-off.

eight. it pisses me when guys forget dates or events that are important to me. not just because it makes them kinda insensitive and careless, but because i get distracted receiving all those text messages or getting distractions when i should be studying or doing some work.

nine. if you like me that much, please don't tell me obsessively like it's the most common thing in the world. it flatters me, of course, but it also freaks me out. especially when you're not my boyfriend.

ten. i complain a lot when i feel that a guy is giving me too much attention. but actually, i like feeling loved so much more than being ignored. i just don't like commitments or people following me around or knowing all my activities. at least for now.

sorry for the super vain and feeler post, but i just can't help it. peace guys. sensya na.

thanks for this, besty! *hugs* i'm passing this to mahon, krisha and inghinyero. God bless!

the sign of my true love (daw)

2008-03-07T13:44:00.000-08:00

Your True Love Is an Aries

Why you'll love an Aries:

An Aries has the red-hot seduction skills to woo you

Never boring, an Aries will give you the romantic challenge you crave!

Why an Aries will love you:

You have the intensity and energy to go head to head with your Aries...

And the undying passion to keep an Aries coming back for more.

What Sign Is Your True Love?

dressing up.

2008-02-25T00:26:00.000-08:00

i've ranted about kalai week's paint it red, but the best of the week was yet to come: friday's wacky day and saturday's open house. for wacky day, i donned the yukata set that my host mom in japan bought me for my birthday. it was an uber fun day, and the best moment para umaura. woot! and then at open house, i completely lost all sense of shame when i sang yet again in front of a crowd while paos - being part of a choir was tolerable, but singing for kalai tunes? haha. ang kapal na ata talaga ng mukha ko.

for the following week, my corridor had our corridor exhibit. basically, we were all (supposedly) dressed as toys, and had the chance to get introduced one by one. loved the name of our endeavor, plus the tagline: ToyS R uS, we're out of the box. the mini "after party" was fun as well. happy belated bday, aubs and marielle!

lastly, just last night, i had another make-up session with mei (the girl next door who is so kind to do my make-up whenever there's an event). i also bothered a lot of people in search of an acceptable party outfit at the last minute. thanks so much to up tsrs and mara, for bearing with my fashion dilemma. funny 'coz when i arrived there at adhoc, my attire was totally out of my concern agad. i had so much fun smiling (haha), drinking and dancing. am so glad diosa tagged along! wee.

anyway, since i'm in no mood to feed you with all the fun details, just check out the pics of these events at my multiply. you know you wanna click that link. go on! :)

...

argh, bear with me. there's something bothering me right now and i just need to let this out.

i remember being infatuated (or probably obsessed) with a certain someone in high school. it didn't matter to me that i was the female between us two. i made efforts to be close to him, did him a lot of favor, and probably had "i like you" written all over my face whenever i talked to him.

i always wondered why he purposely ignored me, or why he can't be even a tad nice. but now i know.

heck, i completely freaked him out! imagine having someone you hardly know suddenly popping out of nowhere and sending you signals regarding her feelings every second of the day. no wonder the guy stayed away from me. it must have seemed like i would grab him given the smallest opportunity.

funny 'coz i always knew that that was the scenario, but i never believed it. maybe i didn't want to think that my showing affection to him would be taken negatively, as what actually happened.

now you ask, what am i trying to get at? i told you, there's just something that's bothering me right now. or erase that. there's actually someone. i dunno what to do, but for the meantime i'm steering away.

argh. 'nuff said. God bless you guys.

englebert chua for BA sophie batch rep

2008-02-24T18:26:00.000-08:00

I am just a mere representation of our batch...
voting for me is like voting for yourself...
exercise properly your right to vote this March 4, 2008...

Now's the time to show them what students from CBA really are...
Now's the time to act as one...
Now's the time to take responsibility...
Now's the time to be a true SOPHIE...also a toughie ;)

***posted in the next 2 blogs are my General Plan of Action (GPOA), Specific Plan of Action (SPOA) and some question and answer thing from the COMELEC....

Know well the people you'll vote
Again,

Englebert Chua for Business Administration Sophomore Batch Representative

Don't forget these important dates:
February 29, 2008- Miting de Avance
March 3, 2008- Question and Answer
March 4, 2008- The Big Day (Election time)

EXERCISE YOUR RIGHT TO VOTE THIS MARCH 4, 2008!

***for questions/comments/suggestions/message/quotes/jokes (haha)...just message me or add me engle_chua (YM) and i'll give you my contact number!

> copied this from his site. sige na, vote na natin s'ya! vote for englebert chua on march 4. :D

where is the love?

2008-02-16T22:39:00.000-08:00

whoohoo! a late valentine greetings to everyone. haha. did you all have a date? :))

sorry, ang sabaw ko. okay, okay. let's get this a bit composed.

first of all: i am not bitter. not a tiny bit. in fact, i enjoyed the day of love even without being romantically involved with anyone. oha, oha. (sabaw pa din 'no.) anyway, it has been one busy day for me, and my only frustration was that i was still paos by the production at night. yet i still sang. whoohoo!

for kalai week, the red people (my own floor and the third floor hunks) were assigned to hold a program for valentines day. we set up a booth for the whole day, with 100 ways of saying i love you (in different languages) and 100 super corny pick-up lines (haha. peace jigo!) we also gave out cards saying "Hi, I'm Minnie. Have you seen my Mickey?" and others with different characters, and the first 50 pairs to reunite were given a special part in the program for the night. Hmm, what else? During the whole day, the dorm was booming with love songs and aspiring divas singing along using the microphone. haha. too bad i was too paos to join in.

for the night, we had a series of song numbers, great and funny hosts (yey for hoby and ida!), and a lot of pakulo. the texting promos were fun. we had a gimik wherein the 100th person to text in his student number and crush's name will have a gift delivered to his crush. and then there was another one wherein the audience could send in messages under code names, and a lot of fun and cheesy messages came in. haha. love the fun. :D

i enjoyed singing din with jp, although i really messed up (sorry japoy). plus the music suddenly stopped somewhere in the middle of the song. ooh shame.

what i loved was the lighting of sparks by the people who found their pairs (remember the cards?). i was one of the 5 girls who didn't get a card because the supplies weren't enough, but i got to be a proxy for a girl who wasn't around that night. thanks marco, for pulling me as your pair.

lastly, the day was complete when bea, kat and kenneth dropped by. too bad i didn't get to go to starbs with them 'coz our program was still ongoing. but i love the little chitchat. congrats besty, for winning your 1k gift certficate. haha. libre!

by the end of the night, i was overwhelmed seeing a guy serenading one of my floormates out of the window, and i can't help but remember all those epal moments that i've experienced with some guys in high school. haha.

i am NOT bitter. just... reminiscing. or whatever. heck. i could do with the piece of ferrero that i got anyway. and the ton of greetings. :)

belated happy single awareness day to the single people like me! God bless! :D

pain.

2008-02-03T23:55:00.000-08:00

i've never been a child with a weak resistance. i've had years of complete school attendance, and in the few years that i've had absences, they would be just for a day or two. i was often excused in high school, but that was mainly due to academic and not health-related reasons.

okay, i've cut for a couple of times in college, usually when i'm lazy, i just want to hang out or i have something important to do that can't be delayed. but lately, as this new year came, i've been very sick twice, and felt bad for several more instances. i haven't had a formal check-up or anything yet, but i'm still hoping that there's nothing severely wrong with my body. right now, i'm counting on strepsils and guiafenesin to ease my sore throat and my cough. i hope i'd get better.

as i laid down on my dormitory bed last friday at an early 7pm (early for a night person like me who lies down between 11-1), i felt alone and so pained that my eyes blurred with tears. i wanted to stand up, to attend the himig rehearsals, to sing, to laugh.. but there's just no more energy left in me to do so. in the end i just wished someone was there to hug me - or maybe just hold my hand - until i submit myself to slumber, and i ended up falling asleep alone and oblivious of the fact that in reality, nobody came.

it is during times like that when i really miss having a boyfriend, when i miss my siblings, and most especially, miss my mom. and that is when i get to understand how she truly feels as a patient for years now. whenever i sit beside her as she waits for her chemo, i never really knew how painful it was for her. it is only when i am sick and alone do i feel as she feels, and yes, it's unfair to her.

i went home, ditching all the good events that are lined up during the weekend. i jumped on the bed beside her, and immediately felt relief wash through me.

as we lay holding on to each other this afternoon, i really couldn't tell if it was i who was comforting her or vice-versa. hmm, maybe both. the feeling of being taken care of is so refreshing, that if it can be helped, i wouldn't want to go back to qc again tomorrow.

i better get better soon, not just so i'd be able to be active again, but also so i can take care of my mother more. i love you, ma. God bless, and hope you get better and better eventually. :)

J is for joyce.

2008-01-27T18:27:00.000-08:00

i was listing down codes for all that happened around me since my last blog post (so i'd know what to write about this time), and i noticed that the people whom i listed down are all J people. haha. funny coincidence.

okay, so j is for..

jc. i have my hands up for this guy, who handles music notes so well that i can't help but get carried away during himig kalai rehearsals. before i knew it, i was swaying beside him. (and mcdo was laughing at me. rar.)

jerson. the ever-enthusiastic app head of laong laan is always on the go, especially during the fund run. (i ran an extra half-lap, for more burning of fats! XD)

jena. yey, she's eighteen na din! as usual, i dreaded talking up front (as part of the 18 gifts), but doing it for her made it so okay.

jopay. my cutie cousin loves joining in, and in last sunday's game of donkey, she was perpetually smiling even if she and ate jo were losing.

joanne. my elder sis (with me, actually) picked up the wrong visitor last fiesta and brought him to my uncle's house. good thing we found the right person the second time around.

justin. when i went to the lib for the second time (i looked stupid during the first; i didn't know what to do), i met LL co-app justin. had so much fun chitchat-ing (and secret fishing)!

jeff. friday night, i was asked to sing for the birthday of a person i've never met. as the gossips went, he is a handsome guy. happy 18th, jeff!

jo. after bringing me to jeff's birthday bash, she suddenly appeared in my room and asked to sleep over. She was so engrossed in sketching evan (and she was good), and we chatted until 3.

jp. i never knew he'd be one hell of a nice guy. he introduced me to his floormates (again, during jeff's party), just so i'd gain new friends. and he's so fun to be with.

jim. it was fun having conversation with my canadian uncle. his voice is waaaay softer than mine.

plus,another J is for...

jma. again, there were lots of jma get-aways. firstly, i had fun talking about starbucks coffee during branded gold, a seminar about marketing and branding. and then came the crazy first interviews, apps gone wild, where i did do some insane things while dressed up as a pig. right after my interview was a three-hour nonstop tambay, after more than a week of not showing up at the tambayan (i dropped by the afs office afterwards as well). lastly, there were two activities that got me involved with kids yet again - olympicnic, a day of games with the beneficiaries of jma, and art champ: i can sur-5!, an art camp for children who are battling against cancer. This has been one of the most satisfying jma events so far, especially because i am easily drawn to youngsters.

shamelessly posing during my english 11 class.

of course, there is one J that cannot be separated from me no matter what happens: joyce.

for a couple of days, the right side of my face and neck has been sore, and i've been so sick that i wasn't able to leave bed for meals. but i am thankful to my floormates who cared, especially to jonah and lalet who gave me medicine.

still, there are a lot more fun events around me. there was a friday when i went hav-hunting with bea at midtown near upm, and had dinner with knet and rebby as well. and also, i got well enough later on to dress up for the photoshoot that we had for our corridor exhibit. i'm going for the japanese schoolgirl in winter clothes doll outfit. ha!

yet, some things still hurt. like not knowing how to write my reaction paper for a black-and-white movie with a weird ending (at least for me), cutting philo to review for my bio exam, and feeling like i didn't do well at that same exam. argh. and also, something more, and much deeper than all these things. haii.

anyways, i hope this week turns out all right. good luck to ate jo who will be starting work at medical city tomorrow. and to my mom who will be having her chemo. God bless! smile, smile. :)

"joyce will be joyce, no matter what."

thanks trinabear. i just hope it's still okay to remain as me. (=,

for being impulsive.

2008-01-14T20:50:00.000-08:00

as i was having coffee with bea last friday, we suddenly came up with this crazy idea of transferring to UPM and taking up a pre-med course (and hopefully med) there. i was so much agitated, not just with the thought of reviving my dead dream, but of finally having the chance to start a new. clean plate, i say.

so i went on home and shared the sudden change of heart to my mom. part of me hoped she'd be elated, while there's a part that says she'd ask me tons of question that would make me realize that "oo nga, hindi nga ata feasible 'yun. what was i thinking?" well, she didn't question me or anything naman. she just told me,

"sayang ang slot mo, doule-quota course din 'yan. why don't you just take up med after you become a CPA, or maybe after law. o 'di ba, you'll be one of the 17 doctor-lawyers in our country."

hmm. sounds good huh? i almost hit myself on the head; what in the world was i thinking again?

*sigh* i guess it's goodbye to spontaneous ideas for now. i'm stuck in here, so i better love this spot where i am standing.

though i'm so much lost.

net freak.

2008-01-12T22:22:00.000-08:00

whew. after hours and hours of editing (i'm slow with computer stuff), finally my blog has passed the looks that i want. cheers for that. yey! :D

i've also upload tons (as in tons) of pics to multiply. mostly oldies. :P

anyway, my bro has been bugging me to use the comp since he arrived home. i guess i'll give him the computer throne for now. ta da! God bless. wee~! go tag! ^^v

morphed.

2008-01-09T19:46:00.000-08:00

my blog's currently under construction. whoo! XD

lately, i've been scribbling down everyday's events into my planner. so my enthusiasm to blog decreased. oh well. hope to post again soon! :D

God bless. :)

PS: had so much fun in yesterday's UP centennial kick-off! XD

slambook entry.

2008-01-03T21:11:00.000-08:00

haii. and then suddenly, the vacation's over. anyway, here goes my slambook-like entry to sum up the tidbits of my christmas vacation:

name: joyce
where i spent my vacation: at tanay, my hometown
what i did: attended parties and reunions here and there

top three fave holiday events:
christmas eve gift-opening and christmas day videoke
reunion with my mom's side of the family at new year
the fun-filled laong-laan christmas party

top three loneliest events:
ma's chemo
being left to shop alone at mega (and envying those who have dates)
packing up for school

top three fave barkada events:
t-gang's breakfast slash despedida for merryn at the dike
shopping for kat's debut and the debut itself
SIC's alumni reunion with my elem-mates

top three fave gifts received for christmas:
slippers - from ma and john
bags - from santa (whoo!) and jen
accessories - belt from ate jo, necklace from besty and bangle from john

top three regrets:
having my haircut
not doing my schoolwork (as usual)
buying a crissa top again (i think i ought to go buy from another brand)

most frequently devoured food: free jollibee spag
most frequent activity: watching downloaded detective conan eps
the only schoolwork i did: my covenant writing (with rizal) notebook for english 11

and now that school has officially started (i had my first class kanina - math100), i'm bound to finish my other homeworks as well. haii.

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maybe it wouldn't really matter if i'd happen to cry miserably. just be there to hug me. i'd be fine.

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happy new year everybody! let us be enthusiastic towards school, shall we? haha. God bless! :D

counting. my bente.

2007-12-20T20:08:00.000-08:00

whoohoo! 11 days since my last post. not bad eh. and i have tons to write about. let's start counting. from the oldest, to the latest:

twenty. after much late night to overnight practices, no-chocolate-and-less-frap days, and cheering the kalai basketball and volleyball teams with mere lip screams, i survived the four consecutive nights of song rehearsals and performance for the kalai christmas production as a member of himig kalai.

nineteen. a day after ken fabay's 18th bday, it was our first time to have coffee with him, plus get a honeyglazed doughnut treat for me and besty bea.

eighteen. my whole body was sore after putting on my super "career mode" during the funny bones game with dianne enriquez at the jma apps acquaintance party, in exchange for a david&goliath stack of sticky notes.

seventeen. the UP student regent elections called for an earlier up lalong laan general assembly, in preparation for the chirstmas party and the other activities for this sem.

sixteen. a stupid error put me on the verge of falling 0.25 lower than my math 100 departmental exam grade. whew.

fifteen. we were two hours late and without a ride home, but we had a lot of fun during earaluz cubacub's debut, which incuded a self-conducted pseudo prom pictorial.

fourteen. got wet after foolishly pouring water on myself during one of the games at jma's kids christmas party.

thirteen. finally saw my sister's room during jen's open house, and envies the built in comfort room in their room. haha.

twelve. fitted a dozen of blouses at rob, before finally settling for a blue collared crissa top.

eleven. went back to the dorm late at night for the kalai christmas party, and secretly hoped someone would bid to have me as a date.

"parang... you look good tonight."

ten. went back to diliman on sunday for the up tsrs christmas party, and received a HUGE gift!

nine. showed my love to my closest friends by giving them useless little bears, and was glad they appreciated their cuteness.

eight. did a very careless mistake, and hurt an important person.

seven. went to school from tanay, was thirty minutes late to philo11, and was lucky that my prof arrived even later.

six. "career mode" again, this time for a cheer for our jma guardian melo during the jma christmas party.

five. stayed overnight at regina balajadia's auntie's house in cainta, right near the mall.

four. had to fetch merryn louise ang at junction and keep her company in diliman, but i am so not complaining because i missed her a lot and we had so much fun.

three. did epal at the psychology department's christmas party, seached for a certain person (ehem.), and so loved the chocolate fountain!

two. my phone's memory reached its limit after i took tons of pictures during the up lantern parade.

one. my achievement: cleaning my dorm room for only an hour for the general inspection.

woohoo! now that's a quick recap of all that's happened. as much as i would like to write pages and pages of narration for each one, i'm just too lazy to do so.

anyway, God bless! have a splendid christmas! peace. God bless!

drained.

2007-12-09T23:48:00.000-08:00

it has roughly been half a month and i've never updated this new blog that i set up because i thought my blogging self is alive again. oh well. and now i'm here typing an entry when it's almost midnight and i need to wake up at around 4-5 tomorrow. talk about cramming. haha. so, what to write about? a lot has happened lately, but by the end of every day they all lead me to this same sinking feeling of emptiness. hell, this is getting emo.

okay, let's perk up! first week of december is the big BA week slash this sem's JMA tambay week. whoohoo! i tried to balance it out by being active on both aspects, but i guess jma got the best of my time. teehee. i'm an hour and thirty minutes over the required tambay time for the week, and i did well (ehem.) by being a booster and cheering for jma during bacbacan 2. orayt! the BA involvement for the week would be aux-ing during bacbacan 2. so from the red shirt that said "hey, i'm connected to jma" i had to change to the white "i-am-not-biased" aux uniform. now i'm getting over-involved. or so i think. haha.

the week's also been a big nice birthday celebration! from my ate jo's 22nd birthday (haha. i wonder if she'd go against me posting her age here), to chum's 20th, i've eaten enough food to stock me up for the couple of days of seemed fasting that followed (no, i wasn't on diet. i was just too busy and too kuripot. haha.) it was nice getting to hang out with chum yet again. and good to see he's gained more muscles. ha!

and yes, we're still up for our goal for next year: the starbs planner. kat got hers just last night, and i bet bea has hers na din. oh my gosh, i'm still 5 stickers away. hmm. with the double-sticker promo (you get two stickers if you buy between 12:30-2pm and 8-9:30pm) extended up to christmas day, i guess i'm around 3 coffees away from the planner, or less if someone goes to coffee with me and gives me the stickers. haha! so greedy.

okay, my eyes are almost dropping now. i was planning to put pictures but i'm too lazy right now (i'm always lazy though). oh, and i ought to put the phlegmatic details pa nga pala. anyway, there's still another time. right now, let's call this a night. God bless!

PS: i'm all out rehearsing for the christmas presentation at kalai (my dorm) next week, tues to fri. i can't say we're well-prepared already, but i'd still invite you. drop by the dorm from around 6pm next week tuesday to friday. there will be acting and dancing, and the finale for every night would be the singing. you know where to find me, or do you? haha. see you there! peace!

PPS: why drained? because i am so.

the usual mess.

2007-11-23T20:54:00.000-08:00

ha! funny 'coz i'm blogging again. special thanks goes to all that happened during the past 24 hours and to kat's doodle notebook for inspiring me. teehee. oh well. this post is too unorganized for a start, but bear with it na lang.

okay.. i was eating dinner with jonah kanina, and before my first spoonful of rice and spicy ulam, i just typed into my reminders a quick outline of what to blog about. (okay, i'm a bit of OC). forget creative writing. i'll enumerate them nalang. plus details. boo.

number one: trust.

last night was just one of the nights when my floor conducted a surprise party. "surprise" because i'm always not updated about the activites. anyway, there's this part when they drew lots and had the lucky drawn name's bearer do some sort of stunt. they call it trust fall, and i didn't know what it was. as you may have predicted, my name was drawn. the whole activity made me high. not because of the height nor the achievement, but because of the realization that my floormates trusted me so much that after all the months we spent together, i would trust them. and i did.

number two: phlegmatics.

another highlight of last night was the quiz-type activity that we had, to determine our leadership styles. and based on the results, i'm 100% phlegmatic. no, this has nothing to do with phlegm. *ehem, ehem* phlegmatics are the kind of people who lives to give, and in their kindness, ends up being doormats. but they aren't so bad, kasi nga i'm one of them. (haha. 'yun 'yun eh!) kidding aside, the activity last night made me realize why i'm this sort of person that i am: slow in making decisions and fond of following just what other people directs me to do. i realized that i ain't that bad naman pala, because this is my style. and there are a lot of other people like me. watch out for my post about phlegmatics (i'm obssessed with the quiz, alright). i'm just too lazy to type right now.

number three: starbs.

i always told myself that i wouldn't pay for anything at starbucks until i'm working, or at least until my family becomes financially stable and out of debt. well, i guess plans are always made too early. just this afternoon, i spent for the first time for starbucks coffee. and actually, it felt good. like i'm one of the rich people i'm not. anyway, the best thing about it was the time spent with best buds bea and kat (so sad that mica wasn't there). our goal for the coming year: get ourselves the starbucks planner. haha!

number four: friendship.

if i'm phlegmatic, then kat is probably a choleric. generally, it's more of the leader, assertive type. just this afternoon (before coffee), we had sort of an argument. and it was bea's fault. haha, kidding! it was about bea, but not her fault actually. anyway, though kat didn't mean to raise her voice (which was naturally loud when she argued), i couldn't help but take it personally as a phlegmatic. (i told you, i'm obssessed with the quiz) anyway, i was pissed for a few moments lang naman, and when she said sorry, i told her i'm not angry. i guess friendship conquers all anger. or it's probably love. it is love.

number five: hurt.

there are things, and even people, who are not really for you. sometimes you know it, but don't actually believe it, until you come to a point when the realization is sudden and you just don't know how to react. do you get what i mean? no? good.

oh well. five minutes to curfew. i'm out.