lol. just trying out my e-signature. haha.
comments? comments?
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
soaked
no, sorry. this would not be an intellectual post since I'm not intellectual and not even close.
i'm experiencing writers' block.
I felt that I can't write anymore.
i'm experiencing writers' block.
I felt that I can't write anymore.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Goodmorning sleepyhead!
Surprisingly, my mind rejects food thoughts and I can't decide on what to eat for lunch. Was it because of that brewed coffee from figaro? watthefigaro.
***
I woke up 5 in the morning only to sleep again. I would set my alarm at five and I never seriously woke up at five which I find weird. And so, I planned to go to class early to cram for my quiz only to realize that what I have reviewed is completely useless. My second quiz in financial management, i expect, would be total failure. two thumbs down.
After the super failure test, we ate at Z2. Elai told me that she'll cut the last two classes for the reason that she wasn't able to get enough sleep or she wasn't able to sleep at all. I craved for coffee and lasagna. Coffee costs a meal. that is really a bad purchase.
However, I do love coffee of all sorts and tastes so I bought it just to minimize drowsiness.
***
I'm in a loner state right now. I'm currently listening to suicidal songs which i find inspiring to finish my paperwork on theology.
***
12:50 p.m. - supposed to be dismissal of my not so existing class. not so existing, mainly because our professor makes sure to not attend our class once in a week. Elai, possessing the cutting-class power, told me to cut his class and to just finish whatever I have to do. Me, possessing the weather-dictator power, being the goody good student still attended his class and hola, elai is so fucking right.
told ya elai, we really should follow you instincts. Guess what? I just wasted forty-five minutes of my time.
And writing in this blog is another thirty minutes waste of time.
***
I woke up 5 in the morning only to sleep again. I would set my alarm at five and I never seriously woke up at five which I find weird. And so, I planned to go to class early to cram for my quiz only to realize that what I have reviewed is completely useless. My second quiz in financial management, i expect, would be total failure. two thumbs down.
After the super failure test, we ate at Z2. Elai told me that she'll cut the last two classes for the reason that she wasn't able to get enough sleep or she wasn't able to sleep at all. I craved for coffee and lasagna. Coffee costs a meal. that is really a bad purchase.
However, I do love coffee of all sorts and tastes so I bought it just to minimize drowsiness.
***
I'm in a loner state right now. I'm currently listening to suicidal songs which i find inspiring to finish my paperwork on theology.
***
12:50 p.m. - supposed to be dismissal of my not so existing class. not so existing, mainly because our professor makes sure to not attend our class once in a week. Elai, possessing the cutting-class power, told me to cut his class and to just finish whatever I have to do. Me, possessing the weather-dictator power, being the goody good student still attended his class and hola, elai is so fucking right.
told ya elai, we really should follow you instincts. Guess what? I just wasted forty-five minutes of my time.
And writing in this blog is another thirty minutes waste of time.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
the leader of the band
Once upon a time, I called myself a writer who has nothing to write.
***
Just because of that stupid craving for a free milo, we experienced the dreadful D.O. I forgot about the no eating-drinking inside the classroom policy. I was totally, as in totally, enjoying my cup of milo when suddenly, the guy dressed like a bodyguard of a politician waved us out of the room. Next thing I knew, our friends are cheering us because we get pass the discipline office. All because of Elai's katarayan and reasoning, we're saved.
so Elai, naranasan mo na lahat.
***
It happened again. Tinext na naman niya ako. Ano nga bang dapat maramdaman kapag nagtext sayo ang isang taong isang taon mong pinaglamayan? ako, thrilled. parang thriller ni michael jackson, na mas sisikat pa ngayon dahil namatay na siya.
Sa totoo lang, namiss ko yung feeling na nanlalamig ang kamay ko at kinakabahan kapag nagtetext siya. yung tipong gusto mong isend ng isang libong beses sa kanya para siguradong nareceive niya at magrereply siya.
mga friends, hindi na ngayon. Isa na lang siyang friend. siguro nga nakamove on na ako. anu pa bang dahilan para hindi pa makapagmove on, diba?
Anu kayang mararamdaman mo pag ganito ang takbo ng usapan.
"O, ba't masama ang gabi mo?"
"kasi nagtext ka."
"ay, sorry"
"pero tinext mo na ako ngayong umaga kaya maganda na"
hay. Kung pwede lang na sabihing, sige na! bolahin mo na ako. bolahin mo pa ako. pero please, don't make me fall for you again.
Lahat naman ng love story ganito ang tema. tipong manghihingi pa siya ng second chance at malay daw namin kung magwork out. syempre, isa akong magulong tao at hindi ko talaga naiintindihan ang gusto niyang sabihin. ang sagot ko ay, "ayoko, asa". Hindi naman siguro masamang maging matalino sa desisyon, diba?
ang labo.
***
Just because of that stupid craving for a free milo, we experienced the dreadful D.O. I forgot about the no eating-drinking inside the classroom policy. I was totally, as in totally, enjoying my cup of milo when suddenly, the guy dressed like a bodyguard of a politician waved us out of the room. Next thing I knew, our friends are cheering us because we get pass the discipline office. All because of Elai's katarayan and reasoning, we're saved.
so Elai, naranasan mo na lahat.
***
It happened again. Tinext na naman niya ako. Ano nga bang dapat maramdaman kapag nagtext sayo ang isang taong isang taon mong pinaglamayan? ako, thrilled. parang thriller ni michael jackson, na mas sisikat pa ngayon dahil namatay na siya.
Sa totoo lang, namiss ko yung feeling na nanlalamig ang kamay ko at kinakabahan kapag nagtetext siya. yung tipong gusto mong isend ng isang libong beses sa kanya para siguradong nareceive niya at magrereply siya.
mga friends, hindi na ngayon. Isa na lang siyang friend. siguro nga nakamove on na ako. anu pa bang dahilan para hindi pa makapagmove on, diba?
Anu kayang mararamdaman mo pag ganito ang takbo ng usapan.
"O, ba't masama ang gabi mo?"
"kasi nagtext ka."
"ay, sorry"
"pero tinext mo na ako ngayong umaga kaya maganda na"
hay. Kung pwede lang na sabihing, sige na! bolahin mo na ako. bolahin mo pa ako. pero please, don't make me fall for you again.
Lahat naman ng love story ganito ang tema. tipong manghihingi pa siya ng second chance at malay daw namin kung magwork out. syempre, isa akong magulong tao at hindi ko talaga naiintindihan ang gusto niyang sabihin. ang sagot ko ay, "ayoko, asa". Hindi naman siguro masamang maging matalino sa desisyon, diba?
ang labo.
a cold hand on my skin
It is cold as winter
waiting for the warmth you'll offer
months in vain
shadow's unseen
Expectations degrade
frustrations arise
it was cold as winter
'til when it would suffer?
Rainbows after the rain
smile amidst the pain
it is cold as winter
thy love, when would it come back?
Darkness in your eyes
questions on my mind
sleepless and depressing nights
it was cold as winter
I hope it's summer again
waiting for the warmth you'll offer
months in vain
shadow's unseen
Expectations degrade
frustrations arise
it was cold as winter
'til when it would suffer?
Rainbows after the rain
smile amidst the pain
it is cold as winter
thy love, when would it come back?
Darkness in your eyes
questions on my mind
sleepless and depressing nights
it was cold as winter
I hope it's summer again
Coca-cola cravings
Can't imagine that I'm already a month old in this dorm. yay, I survived.
I'm currently fighting the boredom that it offers me.
***
Saturday was spent with him. Always my alalay. He didn't even complain about it. He's never tired to say 'okay lang' whenever I ask him if it looks good on me. Always the tagabitbit. How I love my dear berting.
Sunday is church day. Sunday afternoon was also spent with him. We went to MOA. Our last resort. To criticize is the game. We spotted an amateur band and we gave our sarcastic applause. We enjoyed being stupid. We enjoyed being childish. We enjoyed being mean. It doesn't matter. We're both happy. We saw the bassist and he isn't happy and for that, we gave another round of applause. We caught stares. We do not care. We're happy. It's all that matters. We gave our hearty laughs.
Monday is back to school. Nothing special really happened. I just got a good score on my quiz. I just got an unexpected free cut on my second course. I just got a COSCA orientation for my last course for the day. I'm interested on spending my seven hours of community service in PAWS. My second choice would be mangrove reforestation in batangas. and my..hmm..third choice would be on La Salle Preschool even though I do not like kids that much. I also consider spending it on rehabs where I believe that companionship is needed the most.
Tuesday is accounting day. BUSORGA prof showered us with stories and saliva, as always. Whenever Elai would wear white pants or shorts or whatever white, It rains. It would always be an urban legend. She told me it was a miracle since it was a sunny day. I contradicted and said that it would rain. Turns out I was right, it rained. creepy and at the same time, fantastic. I predicted again the weather. was that a power or was it just the right word at the right time? looks like Kuya kim would retire early. Elai was frustrated and blamed it on me.
Accounting wouldn't be complete without I-know-everything-and-I-want-you-to-hear-it-bitch seatmates. At times, I find it so annoying. It would be a pleasure to tell you, "okay. ikaw na ang magaling. Ikaw na ang CPA. Ikaw na. Ikaw na. Ikaw na."
Later that night, I received a text from a guy who's breaking up with me. The catch, he's not even my boyfriend. so how was that? I was shocked. We have nothing to break up. hello.
Wednesday is a thursday. For crying out loud, I'm so annoyed with my psycho dorm mates. They're always shouting, or screaming!!! for no reason at all, no shit. How am I supposed to react with all the screaming just because they saw that guy from boys over flowers? WTH!
***
Isa akong simpleng tao na nabubuhay sa kanyang sariling kabobohan.
I'm currently fighting the boredom that it offers me.
***
Saturday was spent with him. Always my alalay. He didn't even complain about it. He's never tired to say 'okay lang' whenever I ask him if it looks good on me. Always the tagabitbit. How I love my dear berting.
Sunday is church day. Sunday afternoon was also spent with him. We went to MOA. Our last resort. To criticize is the game. We spotted an amateur band and we gave our sarcastic applause. We enjoyed being stupid. We enjoyed being childish. We enjoyed being mean. It doesn't matter. We're both happy. We saw the bassist and he isn't happy and for that, we gave another round of applause. We caught stares. We do not care. We're happy. It's all that matters. We gave our hearty laughs.
Monday is back to school. Nothing special really happened. I just got a good score on my quiz. I just got an unexpected free cut on my second course. I just got a COSCA orientation for my last course for the day. I'm interested on spending my seven hours of community service in PAWS. My second choice would be mangrove reforestation in batangas. and my..hmm..third choice would be on La Salle Preschool even though I do not like kids that much. I also consider spending it on rehabs where I believe that companionship is needed the most.
Tuesday is accounting day. BUSORGA prof showered us with stories and saliva, as always. Whenever Elai would wear white pants or shorts or whatever white, It rains. It would always be an urban legend. She told me it was a miracle since it was a sunny day. I contradicted and said that it would rain. Turns out I was right, it rained. creepy and at the same time, fantastic. I predicted again the weather. was that a power or was it just the right word at the right time? looks like Kuya kim would retire early. Elai was frustrated and blamed it on me.
Accounting wouldn't be complete without I-know-everything-and-I-want-you-to-hear-it-bitch seatmates. At times, I find it so annoying. It would be a pleasure to tell you, "okay. ikaw na ang magaling. Ikaw na ang CPA. Ikaw na. Ikaw na. Ikaw na."
Later that night, I received a text from a guy who's breaking up with me. The catch, he's not even my boyfriend. so how was that? I was shocked. We have nothing to break up. hello.
Wednesday is a thursday. For crying out loud, I'm so annoyed with my psycho dorm mates. They're always shouting, or screaming!!! for no reason at all, no shit. How am I supposed to react with all the screaming just because they saw that guy from boys over flowers? WTH!
***
Isa akong simpleng tao na nabubuhay sa kanyang sariling kabobohan.
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