Saturday, October 07, 2006 9:44 PM
moving
new site.
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Saturday, September 09, 2006 11:14 AM
Like, totally.
Oh, yes. The humor. The sarcasm. The depression...
Stupid fever and body pains visited be at such a wrong time. Sickness struck me a day before the field trip, and I could hardly move a muscle because of it. And so, ladies and gentlemen, the result: absence at the day of the educational trip.
Omfg. WHY?! Maybe God didn't let me join for a reason. He knows that I'll only get worse if I join the trip. Riiight?! Hallelujah!
Yes, my fellow Blue Heights editors, I have seen the typo, and I am very embarrassed. Managing Editor pa man din haha. Anyway: All in all, the RETREAT was average. :-)
ATTENTION: I NEED A CHARACTER SKETCH. (150-180 WORDS, WRITTEN IN A BOND PAPER, FONT: TIMES NEW ROMAN) PLEASE SUBMIT IT ON SEPT 15-18. THANKS!!! :-)...
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Stupid fever and body pains visited be at such a wrong time. Sickness struck me a day before the field trip, and I could hardly move a muscle because of it. And so, ladies and gentlemen, the result: absence at the day of the educational trip.
Omfg. WHY?! Maybe God didn't let me join for a reason. He knows that I'll only get worse if I join the trip. Riiight?! Hallelujah!
Yes, my fellow Blue Heights editors, I have seen the typo, and I am very embarrassed. Managing Editor pa man din haha. Anyway: All in all, the RETREAT was average. :-)
ATTENTION: I NEED A CHARACTER SKETCH. (150-180 WORDS, WRITTEN IN A BOND PAPER, FONT: TIMES NEW ROMAN) PLEASE SUBMIT IT ON SEPT 15-18. THANKS!!! :-)
Friday, September 01, 2006 8:26 PM
Just now
There are so many things happening within and around me. Some quite irritating and befuddling, some quite joyful.
Our class, IV- St. Cecilia, has won in the Sabayang Pagbigkas which was held last Wednesday. I have not expected it because we lacked time of practice. But thanks to the class' cooperation, and to Commander Opong's hard work, we managed to pull off a great act. I love my section. :-)
Hey! Guess what? I've already got a Globe Sim!!! :-) It came from a friend who wanted a palanca so badly. I love it. :-) Thanks!!! You know who you are. :-)
Our batch performed our original Centennial songs a while ago. Ours were great, but we, unfortunately, didn't win. Too bad. But anyway, IV-St. Irene deserved their victory. :-)
I'm composing our section's graduation song right now. I'm aiming our class to win here. I want our song to be published in the yearbook... Kahit di manalo sa iba, basta panalo kami rito, masaya na 'ko. :-)
Our class, IV- St. Cecilia, has won in the Sabayang Pagbigkas which was held last Wednesday. I have not expected it because we lacked time of practice. But thanks to the class' cooperation, and to Commander Opong's hard work, we managed to pull off a great act. I love my section. :-)
Hey! Guess what? I've already got a Globe Sim!!! :-) It came from a friend who wanted a palanca so badly. I love it. :-) Thanks!!! You know who you are. :-)
Our batch performed our original Centennial songs a while ago. Ours were great, but we, unfortunately, didn't win. Too bad. But anyway, IV-St. Irene deserved their victory. :-)
I'm composing our section's graduation song right now. I'm aiming our class to win here. I want our song to be published in the yearbook... Kahit di manalo sa iba, basta panalo kami rito, masaya na 'ko. :-)
RETREAT.
BUS. The bus bonded us!!! Haha. We ate a lot, talked a lot, and all... we hanged out at a gasoline station, went to Starbucks, and bought Chupa-chups in a matter of 20 minutes. Love it.
SESSIONS. Ugh. Can you say 'boring'? Our facilitator was mundane. He made our retreat a CLE class!!! I mean, a session is supposed to be meaningful, right? Well, all our class did was stare at our facilitator. Irritating.
DORMITORY C. Some of my classmates keep telling me that Dorm C (the room a quarter of us were staying in) is haunted (or atleast, it has the most ghosts). It so happened that the said dorm is where I will be staying. After our second session, Zusi and Joan went to our room and told us the blah stories which, naturally, freaked everyone out.
What happened, you ask? Let's just put at at this: there are 12 beds and 10 people. Only 5 beds were occupied.
Lights were turned off at 10 but most of us slept at about 11-11:30 PM. We woke up at 4:30 AM to take a bath, since wake time was at 5 AM.
PALANCAS. There wasn't time for palancas during the sessions, so I read them at the dorm. I was touched by the messages; I even cried!! Thank you, guys! :-)
FOOD. Man. We eat, like, 5 times a day. Breakfast, merienda, lunch, merienda, dinner... and the food was absolutely good! I loved it!
...All in all, the palanca was average. The sessions were boring, thanks to our facilitator. That's it.
Sunday, August 13, 2006 10:11 AM
Q&A
Q: Kring, it's been a long time since you last posted. How was the UPCAT?
A: It was... (stares at the ceiling) a test... er...
Q: How did it go?
A: I found reading easy. English was average, but the time pressure was toooo much. I mean, HELLO? 85 questions in 50 minutes? So that is, like, 0.588 seconds per question!
Q: Nice math.
A: Don't even get me started on math. I hate math. I failed geometry on my junior year. I got a 74. And science? I only studied biology and earth science, since eveyone's telling me that it composes 50% of the questions. Little did I know that the other 50% was made up of CHEMISTRY and chemistry only! 8g4ehvwou9aqfja9hg...!
Q: Oh, man. So you must fail the test, don't you-
A: Shut up!
Q: Okay, okay. Fssh. How did this week go?
A: As boring as ever. I borrowed a book from the library. The title is Kappa and the author is Ryunosuke Akutagawa. I was curious because he wrote it shortly before he commited suicide.
Q: Wow, must be good, I guess.
A: Yup. It's actually like a children's story, but when you delve deep into it you'll understand that Akutagawa made it from his disgust with many things.
Q: Okay, okay. How about life with your classmates?
A: They're fine so far. I just hate the fact that we're divided. I mean, as early as now there's a sort of grouping in our class, and I don't like it.
Q: I heard your retreat's approaching...
A: Yeah. I need a palanca from everyone. Give it to me, people, on or before August 16.
Q: Can I give you one?
A: Sure. It has to have meaning and substance, alright? I require those.
Q: Whatever. Hey... aren't you supposed to be studying?
A: Psssht. Who cares? We're having our periodicals in English, Computer, and Advanced Algebra tomorrow. And I'm too lazy to care. But I might study later.
Q: What if you fail?
A: I won't fail, alright? Have faith in me.
Q: How's life after the "can't believe that I'm a fool again" scenario?
A: It's normal so far. I'm just hoping never to be abused again. I hate it. It's as if I'm a puppet.
Q: I do hope for the best.
A: Okay. I better go. As you said, I need to, EHEM, study.
Q: I have some more questions!
A: Next time, next time. I know I'm being celebrated, but a celebrity needs to-
Q: Actually, you could go now. Thanks anyway....
A: It was... (stares at the ceiling) a test... er...
Q: How did it go?
A: I found reading easy. English was average, but the time pressure was toooo much. I mean, HELLO? 85 questions in 50 minutes? So that is, like, 0.588 seconds per question!
Q: Nice math.
A: Don't even get me started on math. I hate math. I failed geometry on my junior year. I got a 74. And science? I only studied biology and earth science, since eveyone's telling me that it composes 50% of the questions. Little did I know that the other 50% was made up of CHEMISTRY and chemistry only! 8g4ehvwou9aqfja9hg...!
Q: Oh, man. So you must fail the test, don't you-
A: Shut up!
Q: Okay, okay. Fssh. How did this week go?
A: As boring as ever. I borrowed a book from the library. The title is Kappa and the author is Ryunosuke Akutagawa. I was curious because he wrote it shortly before he commited suicide.
Q: Wow, must be good, I guess.
A: Yup. It's actually like a children's story, but when you delve deep into it you'll understand that Akutagawa made it from his disgust with many things.
Q: Okay, okay. How about life with your classmates?
A: They're fine so far. I just hate the fact that we're divided. I mean, as early as now there's a sort of grouping in our class, and I don't like it.
Q: I heard your retreat's approaching...
A: Yeah. I need a palanca from everyone. Give it to me, people, on or before August 16.
Q: Can I give you one?
A: Sure. It has to have meaning and substance, alright? I require those.
Q: Whatever. Hey... aren't you supposed to be studying?
A: Psssht. Who cares? We're having our periodicals in English, Computer, and Advanced Algebra tomorrow. And I'm too lazy to care. But I might study later.
Q: What if you fail?
A: I won't fail, alright? Have faith in me.
Q: How's life after the "can't believe that I'm a fool again" scenario?
A: It's normal so far. I'm just hoping never to be abused again. I hate it. It's as if I'm a puppet.
Q: I do hope for the best.
A: Okay. I better go. As you said, I need to, EHEM, study.
Q: I have some more questions!
A: Next time, next time. I know I'm being celebrated, but a celebrity needs to-
Q: Actually, you could go now. Thanks anyway.
Saturday, August 05, 2006 9:06 AM
haven't studied yet.
Tomorrow's the UPCAT (University of the Philippines - College Admission Test) and I haven't studied. Not one bit.
UP's my dream school. Aside from having a low tuition fee (10K), a unit costs just about P12. Plus, they give excellent education, which is known world-wide.
I haven't checked/scanned my reviewer. I'm just too lazy to pick it up. Plus, I haven't taken a picture yet (for my Ateneo form and my editorial). Talk about irresponsible.
&*&*&
CLE time, thursday - Aside from being 5 minutes late in this class, our directress, Sr. Edna Quiambao, observed our performance. I was very nervous 'coz my group were to report about Buddhism, and I haven't even researched.
The report was... horrible. Tragic. My groupmates and I relied on our sophomore notes; and some of our classmates just won't go with the flow. They keep on asking about Buddhism, reincarnation, nirvana, even though they are aware of the fact that we weren't prepared. And, hello?! - Our directress was there! She only watched us squirm on our class' interrogations, as if we were on some debate.
After much dead air, Mrs. Tingson, our CLE teacher, allowed us to go back to our seat. I was SO pissed at myself, at my class, at the performance, that I cried. Goodness! I was irritated. Our section's image was not impressive at Sr. Edna's eyes, and I blamed myself for that. 'If I have only reseached' I said, 'things would've been different.'
&*&*&
You know what? I'm being linked with our Editor-in-Chief, who is also a girl!!! Oh man. I'm mortified! Why spread such gossip? I'm very protective of my image, and I don't want such talk to affect my reputation. I value myself a tad too much. Haha. (And besides, I'd rather be linked with Brandon Routh. Duh.)
&*&*&
Okay, let's dab a little sunshine on my post: I'm a yearbook staffer!!! Yehey! I'm so happy 'coz I'll be a part of history!:D Haha!
Guys, wish me luck tomorrow. I need to pass UP... gonna cram now....
UP's my dream school. Aside from having a low tuition fee (10K), a unit costs just about P12. Plus, they give excellent education, which is known world-wide.
I haven't checked/scanned my reviewer. I'm just too lazy to pick it up. Plus, I haven't taken a picture yet (for my Ateneo form and my editorial). Talk about irresponsible.
&*&*&
CLE time, thursday - Aside from being 5 minutes late in this class, our directress, Sr. Edna Quiambao, observed our performance. I was very nervous 'coz my group were to report about Buddhism, and I haven't even researched.
The report was... horrible. Tragic. My groupmates and I relied on our sophomore notes; and some of our classmates just won't go with the flow. They keep on asking about Buddhism, reincarnation, nirvana, even though they are aware of the fact that we weren't prepared. And, hello?! - Our directress was there! She only watched us squirm on our class' interrogations, as if we were on some debate.
After much dead air, Mrs. Tingson, our CLE teacher, allowed us to go back to our seat. I was SO pissed at myself, at my class, at the performance, that I cried. Goodness! I was irritated. Our section's image was not impressive at Sr. Edna's eyes, and I blamed myself for that. 'If I have only reseached' I said, 'things would've been different.'
&*&*&
You know what? I'm being linked with our Editor-in-Chief, who is also a girl!!! Oh man. I'm mortified! Why spread such gossip? I'm very protective of my image, and I don't want such talk to affect my reputation. I value myself a tad too much. Haha. (And besides, I'd rather be linked with Brandon Routh. Duh.)
&*&*&
Okay, let's dab a little sunshine on my post: I'm a yearbook staffer!!! Yehey! I'm so happy 'coz I'll be a part of history!:D Haha!
Guys, wish me luck tomorrow. I need to pass UP... gonna cram now.
Saturday, July 29, 2006 6:36 PM
Confessions
Sorry, but this is another one of my negative posts. Please forgive me for the pessimism. (Oh man, this blog is becoming one of the top I'll-ruin-your-day journals.)
***
Damn.
I have been duped, fooled by someone whom I care for. She abused me again, and I have allowed it. Heck, I believed her. Why? Why am I so stupid? Why does she make me weak? Why in the damn stupid world can't I stop myself from being deceived by her?
NO, it isn't for a quixotic reason. I have pondered on it and have come up with a conclusion: I am enraged simply because this person has fooled me for so many times, (yep - not only once nor twice) and the worst part is, she gets away with it. She gets away without any telling-off from me. It happens all the time.
Why won't she leave me alone?! I'm sick of her fraudulence! She thinks I'm an asshole whom she can sweet talk anytime she wants! Damn.
I'm weak because I allow her to repeat her actions. I'm spineless for the fact that I don't tell her off, as I am fearful of its effects to our relationship. I'm timid because I'm afraid: afraid of what she might say, of what she might think, of how she will behave.
Damn. She's my weakness. I'm fed up....
***
Damn.
I have been duped, fooled by someone whom I care for. She abused me again, and I have allowed it. Heck, I believed her. Why? Why am I so stupid? Why does she make me weak? Why in the damn stupid world can't I stop myself from being deceived by her?
NO, it isn't for a quixotic reason. I have pondered on it and have come up with a conclusion: I am enraged simply because this person has fooled me for so many times, (yep - not only once nor twice) and the worst part is, she gets away with it. She gets away without any telling-off from me. It happens all the time.
Why won't she leave me alone?! I'm sick of her fraudulence! She thinks I'm an asshole whom she can sweet talk anytime she wants! Damn.
I'm weak because I allow her to repeat her actions. I'm spineless for the fact that I don't tell her off, as I am fearful of its effects to our relationship. I'm timid because I'm afraid: afraid of what she might say, of what she might think, of how she will behave.
Damn. She's my weakness. I'm fed up.
