memoir

Waiting for (insert anything here)

2006-11-16T22:21:00.000+08:00

New semester of course means new schedule. And I hate it. Who wouldn't if it means going to school for six straight days? As if I could actually do something about it, how I wish. Only thing I like about it is I won't have to force myself out of bed early.

New semester...new hair? Yeah.
I really chopped it off this time. I've been meaning to have my hair short since last year, and I've been cutting it short gradually. But now I just felt, this is it. I needed some drastic change in my life to fill in an empty space that has been building quite some time now. It's been too quiet lately. The same thing, everyday. I'm sick of it. Cutting my hair was just a start. I might do things that I feel would give me a rush, even if it means doing crazy things.

I just hate being idle.

Even if it is a simple waiting for the next class, I dislike waiting, doing nothing. Idleness. I hate that word. What is it with waiting? You're just there, not moving. It might be that it gives me time to think about things that really shouldn't be thought about. Or it might also be a moment that gives you hope in having something that you've wanted. Or it also might just be that you've got nothing to do.

I hate waiting. But that's all I've been doing.

A frustration in waiting for something I don't know gives fuel to my impulsive nature. Hence, I've been doing everything that will make me move until the time of waiting is over. Whether it be cuting my hair short, wearing a really short skirt, or volunteering for whatever interests me; as long as it keeps me going, I'll keep doing it. And a lot more.

Sem Break

2006-10-23T14:29:00.000+08:00

Yes I know I have been too busy(lazy) to post something here lately. But sembreak is finally here. The much awaited!!! Yey! Thank God I thought it would never arrive. We've been through hell and back again

I haven't slept properly in weeks.
I'm seriously broke. And,
I'm now drinking coffee.

I haven't drank coffee until now; and let me tell you, the stuff really works on me. I was up for 12 hours straight. Damn.

And now it's sembreak. I've been at home being a couch potato and "bed potato", if there is such a term. It's so nice to just sit back and relax for a change. I know, I'll probably gain weight if I go on like this for the whole break, but who the hell cares?! I sure don't. I swear to God I don't.

I wanted to go out, too. Go on a gimik or two with my friends. Really, at my age, I should be going out there and enjoying my night life. Sadly, I don't have one yet. My life.....sucks.

A Weekend Away from Reality

2006-08-08T17:48:00.000+08:00

Last weekend was different from the usual weekends I have. My cousins came to visit!!! Yey! I have missed them so much! It's been too many years now since I last saw them. They've been living in Switzerland, that's why (they're Swiss, so obviously they live there). My cousins, they've grown so big now. The eldest, Daniel, who was just a little boy, is now biiiiig! But not that big yet, I'm still bigger! HA! I had fun especially with Gabriel, the next in line. He's so makulet. And of course, pretty little Anette! She's so cute and she keeps on hugging me. Aaaaaaw...

While staying with them for the weekend at Oakwood, I had a little photoshoot with the kids. It was for my Photography class; we had to re-create an ad from a magazine. Mine was a boy reading a book under the bed covers with a flashlight. So set up in one of the rooms and had Daniel and Gabriel alternately pose as the model. It was a challenge because posing was a tiring thing, but they had fun! And I had fun! Anette had one shot, too. She's just so cute!! Adorable!

Sadly, the weekend must come to an end. And they're only here for two week, and this is the second week. They'll be leaving this Saturday. There won't be another opportunity for me to see them again. I'm sad. It'll be for another couple of years before they come visiting again. But, maybe, just maybe, after graduation I'll go and visit them at Switzerland. Then they'll take me to Germany! Wooyeah! =P haha! Oh well, I'll post some pics of them from the photoshoot when I get them developed.

Of Sleep and Money

2006-08-02T22:05:00.000+08:00

Finally, "Discover" Robinsons Magazine is finished. Today, I have sworn to myself that I won't step foot in any Robinsons Mall for the next 2 years. That is the result of having Robinsons in your mind every waking hour, even in you dreams, and it's usually not a pleasant one. With Robinsons in my life for this sem, sleep became a 2-3 hour session on early mornings during production. I've gotten so used to it that I even developed a way of keeping myself awake! First, I minimize Adobe Photoshop. Next, I double click Microsoft Reader shortcut on the desktop. Third, I click and e-book and sail away.
I call that "taking breaks".
Every one agrees, right? Riiiight? Of course you do.

As most of you who are reading this might already guess, Robinsons is one hell of a big pain in the ass. Not only did it deprived me of my precious usual 5-7 hours of peaceful sleep on my comfy bed with my cow, Moo, and my kitty, Kitty, it also took away a chunk of money from our own pockets. In a very subtle way. I won't go on explaining, since it'll seem like I'm complaining again, and there's really nothing, absolutely nothing that I can do about it.

Oh, and speaking about money, another guilty of making us spend money is Photography. It's really hard to shoot pictures that you don't know what it looks like until it is developed, so you totally have to rely on instincts....and luck. We're using manual SLR cameras, not digicams.

Old school rocks!!!

A roll of film must be developed into a contact print, it's a big piece of photo paper wherein little thumbnails of your photo are printed. Since we're a bunch of sadistic perfectionist, we want all of our shots to be in the right exposure. And since we're not ultra mega super lucky, it's a 90-10 possibility. Yep, that bad. So we kept on shooting and shooting until we ended up with two rolls of film *whisper* that means two sets of contact print, too, which costs a bout 90-130 depending on where you take it to be developed. I'm going to print another one, it's a combination of the two rolls. Yay.

So the gist of this post is, I'm in dire need of sleep and money. I just elaborated some things for the pleasure, if any, of those who are crazy enough to read my blog.

Strike! You're Out!

2006-07-28T22:34:00.000+08:00

This is another 10 minutes of my time, I should be doing the "Discover" Robinsons Magazine instead of this. But what the heck, eto na e.

Strike 1
I sat at the bench, waiting. Then I saw. The day is complete! Just a mere glance. But when I looked closely...Strike 1 occured. She didn't even reach upto his elbows!!! Ok I exaggerate... I took it lightly at first, thinking it was just some friend that he needs to work with. Ok I let it pass.

Strike 2
Building lobby. Elevator front. I see him. What a good thing to start the day! Then out from his side...oh. my. gad. NO. But then again, why not? They're partners in a research or something. *convincing myself*denial* I let it pass yet AGAIN.

Strike 3
This really was the fatal attack. For the third time!!! THIRD. Third is once too many. Obviously this is something more that a research work. But what's ouch is that I have no right to any of these words I'm saying.

damn german. Bitter. BitterKitty.

Surviving

2006-07-19T21:38:00.000+08:00

It's been almost two months since my last entry, and I admit that it was due to:

laziness
laziness; and
Laziness

I should at least try to write one entry a month! Just so this entire blog wouldn't be a waste, waste enough as it is.

*sigh*

It's been a crazy start for school. I have never felt this tired in my entire years at college. I. Am. So. Drained. Deadlines have been flying like crazy! Oh my gawd, there are times when I just want to do nothing, to hell with everything. But I can't, much I would like to. Complaining won't get me anywhere, I know, but I just wanted to tell you, whoever you are that's reading this. I'm not even sure if anyone's still reading my posts after not updating regularly. Oh well, not my problem.

Typing this post was my way of yelling to everyone that Patitay is still alive, barely. But surviving. And it took 10 minutes of my time from researching x-men.

Don't ask...

My Balloon

2006-05-03T17:19:00.000+08:00

I had a balloon in my hand,
I cried to mommy to have it be mine.
Weeks before
It was far away from my reach,
Above my head glinting in the sun
Bumping other balloons softly.

My balloon, it is the color blue,
My favorite, mommy had no clue.
I had a smile on my face
With my balloon in hand.
I was the happiest girl, I thought.
Until I saw another balloon.

The other balloon was fancier.
I ran toward it with a bigger smile.
Not knowing I had let go
My blue balloon flew, forgotten.
I cried once again to mommy
For the fancy balloon to be mine.

But mommy said no.
I only get to have one balloon.
My blue balloon, I just noticed, was gone.
Having so much wanted the fancy balloon,
I lost the only one I had.
Not being able to have the fancy one,
I was left with nothing.

I felt extremely sad.
We walked home,
Only to see my blue balloon
In the hand of another little girl.
It showed me how I cared little
for my favorite blue balloon.
That I allowed it to fly away.

Bull's Eye!

2006-04-27T17:32:00.000+08:00

Two things that hit me straight to the deepest part of me

Raise Your Voice a movie starring Hilary Duff
Jesus, Take the Wheel a song by Carrie Underwood

Just yesterday, I watched Raise Your Voice on dvd for the second time. I never thought that that movie would still affect me just like the first time I watched it. I still felt the same lump in my throat on that same scene. What I saw in that movie was something I wanted, but could never have. And when that something was gone in the movie, it felt like I lost it too. Only the thing is, how can I loose something I never had?

Carrie Underwood, for the sake of those who doesn't know, was the winner of the previous American Idol. This morning, I woke unusually early. What's more unusual was I went down for breakfast; I don't eat breakfast, I'd rather sleep till noon. I turned the tv on and switched to Studio23. Carrie's video of her song Jesus, Take the Wheel was playing. When I heard the lyrics, I was so swept away by it. The message of the song couldn't be clearer when you listen to it. Letting Jesus control your life, let Him be in the driver seat. Allow Him to take you to the right way on the road to your life. Crossroads? Detours? Don't fear, just trust. Trust in Him to lead you to the life He wants you to live. Have faith in Him and sit in the passenger seat.

The End of Everything

2006-04-26T17:42:00.000+08:00

Goal

A word that almost everyone has used and achieved. Everything we do, there's always a goal, an end, in mind. Why do we sleep? Because we want to feel awake the next morning. Why do we play that video game for countless hours? Because we want to get pass that boss that's hard to beat. The end that we reach for.

There is that feeling of triumph, once we've reached our goal. But achieving some goals are sometimes not that easy. Often times sacrifices must be made in order to move forward. Wether we like it or not, there only one way to go and that is forward. No matter how far or near it is, just by having that determination to grasp it, we will prevail. I'm not saying the journey will be easy, yeah sometimes it is easy, but there will come a time in our life that it will be a hard journey to travel. But during the span of that journey, we get to learn something. I don't know what that is, but it is something that can change one's life.

Kick a football, and watch it soar through that goal. The end that we seek.

Score!

At last...FREEDOM

2006-03-25T22:00:00.000+08:00

After a gruelling month of March, the end had finally come.

IT'S SUMMER VACATION!!!!

Oh yes!!! No more Ad design! No more HAR! No more VJ! No more plates!!! but only for two months. This summer vacation will surely be very deserved! After what we've been through for the whole year. My classmates and I celebrated the end of classes last Thursday at Meyrics. Well, if you know what kind of a place Meyrics is, you'd know what we did. And I just had two. ;P It was very releasing for us just to have so much fun and free of worry of plates and deadlines and such! whew!

Vacation also means that I won't be seeing my Peanut Bitters everyday anymore. I'll miss them and all of their weird ways. But before we totally go on with each of our own vacation spots, we have a Corrigedor trip that's long over due. Yes, it's still the same trip that was postponed again and again. We'll going this Monday thru Tuesday. I'm hoping this will be a fun experience for all of us since this will be the first outing our class will have. Unfortunately, not all of us will be going. Peanut Bitters won't even be complete. *sigh* But I'm still looking forward to it! Watch out mga mumu, ADDOS is coming to town! hahaha corny.

As for today, I went to a "reunion". A get-together of my friends from the Shanghai study tour I went to last summer. It was great seeing them after almost a year, but I guess I felt the gap between me and them, maybe because of not seeing each other and lack of communication. I really can't blame anyone, it was I who didn't try to communicate with them. But even if I did, I doubt it will change anything. There's really only one thing we all have in common, and that is we all went to the tour and experienced the "poodle thing". Beyond that, I'm not sure I have something in common with them. I guess I'm just thankful I became their friend.

Beep.

Stalker-ish

2006-03-11T20:58:00.000+08:00

I almost got robbed. Actually, I think I got robbed. My digiCam's case got lost today, and I think somebody pilfered it from my bag. There was this girl at the mall today. She kept following us; at first we thought it was just coincidence, but after a while we got suspicious. I was with Wen, Eds, and Joyce. When we got out of the store, we watched closely if she was really following us. True enough, she was watching us from afar where we were going. When she saw us looking at her, and I mean all five of us stared at her, she panicked and brisk-walked on the other direction. That was one stalker girl. When we checked our belongings, my digiCam's case was gone, and I immediately assumed the stalker stole it from my bag. I'm not so sure, but it's the only heavy accusation I got. Thankfully, I didn't always put my digiCam back into the case, or else it would have been gone. Whew. Wala pang isang taon sakin un e! haha!

Sentinel...Defeat

2006-03-10T11:06:00.000+08:00

Talo kami. Ndi gumana combo namin ni George. Isang beses lng! haha babawi kami!!!!

The Bitter Games

2006-03-03T21:40:00.000+08:00

As any other Friday, the Bitter Games dominated once again in the fields of UST. The game played was Agawan Base, the favorite game of us Bitters. During the height of the game, Annama, one of my team-mate, ran back to the base while I charged forward. We were running so fast we hadn't had the time to break our run....we collided head on. She crashed onto my right shoulder; now, I'm feeling a bit sore on that part of my body. Yeah, the crash was that strong. Thankfully it was my right arm, not my left (since I'm a leftie). The game continued, of course, we were not going to let that small accident stop us from winning. In the end, our team dominated!!! YEAH!!

Story-Teller

2006-03-01T18:21:00.000+08:00

I'm not really good at story-telling, but I just can't resist not telling this.
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I was standing from afar, and I saw the girl named Pat. She was with her friend George near the comfort room. They were slowly walking towards it...looked like waiting for something...or someone. Out came from the comfort room another one of Pat's friend(lalake), and this guy was "friends" with Pat's *toot*, who was also inside the c.r. Now, George saw the opportunity to let this friend(lalake) introduce Pat and her(included para ndi obvious...anak ng...) to *toot*. When I saw Pat's face when the introduction was taking place....oh. my. gawd. EW. She was just smiling...a big stupid smile plastered on her face! She didn't even say "Hi" or "Hello" when this friend(lalake) turned to introduce her to *toot*. After all that has passed, Pat and George went in the c.r., I followed. And what I saw, I totally laugh my ass off. Pat's face was bright red. No need for cheek tint. Just natural blush.
The End.
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Revival

2006-02-24T17:42:00.000+08:00

Yes, you read right. But, hey, I'm known for my on-off update of my blog. I don't know why, I just am. So here I am again, writing my first post after a long, long time. If you scroll down, you can see my last post dating to August. Haha!! You can say I've been lazy, but what's new?

It's been a hectic month lately. Plates upon plates are piling up on me. Our trip to Corrigedor has once again been postponed due to the State of Emergency declared today by the government. The trip was already postponed last month!!! Tomorrow was the re-scheduled date, but it seems that it needs to be re-re-scheduled. Again.

I'm guessing that anyone's familiar with America's Next Top Model. I watch that every Monday night, it's really a nice reality show that lets us see that models are also real women. Today, I became a model. Not ANTM kind of model...haha, yeah how I wish!! I actually modeled for someone who was doing his thesis. His thesis was a clothing line for women and I got to wear one of his works and pose in front of three jurors present. Now, this is only my opinion and it's nothing against him. I really didn't dig the style of his clothes. I mean, if you look at one piece it's ok, but when he combined it with another piece, it didn't turn out great. But of course, I couldn't say that to him, it'll be like a punch in the face! And considering that I'm wearing HIS work! I wouldn't.

All that aside, I'm frustrated that I still have a 24x30 illust. board to paint for that pain in the *ss painting contest we were forced to enter. And I mean forced because it will be considered as one plate. Of course we have to do whatever the prof. requires us to do. But why this!?!?!?!!!

my frogs gave birth

2005-08-13T14:50:00.000+08:00

No, i don't have pet frogs literally. The frogs I'm referring to are the ones on my stomach. Still confused? Well, I call my hunger my "frogs" simply because when you're hungry, it usually makes a grumbling sound that resembles a frogs croak. So, that's how I came to use the term frogs to refer to my hunger.
Yesterday, on the way home, my frogs gave birth to more frogs due to an unfortunate event. Our car met a slight accident on the way home. It was 8:00pm, way past my dinnertime. And those who know me well enough, knows that I get cranky when I don't get to eat right away. Yes, back to the accident. Somehow, our car managed to pull off another car's bumper. I know it's rather bizzare, but yes it happened. Much to our dismay, the occupants of the car we a couple of third sex people, you know what I mean. They were a couple of drama queens, it was just a bumper; it fell off, you clip it back on, done, we all go our own ways. That's what should have happened. But no. They went and looked for the police and made the matter look like such a big deal. I just can't help but roll my eyes in my eye sockets. I'm thinking that it was their first time to have encountered such incident and they want to make a big deal out of it for the sake of having to say they experienced it. My my...people these days. We were parked on the road for a good 45 minutes just trying to reason out with them that giving them 1500 bucks for the damage was pushing it. And during those 45 minutes, my already many frogs produced more frogs! In the end, they settled for 750 bucks for the sake of being done with it. That was one painful ride home. Everyone was hungry, and you had to loose 750 bucks out of the blue. Whatta night.

Before anything else...

2005-08-10T15:08:00.000+08:00

Testing 1 2...3
Sorry first time eh. Puro mga kagahgahan muna mga lalagay ko dito hanggang sa na-ayos ko na to ng matino. haha!! sana hindi toh mabulok like ung previous blog ko. Pero I have other plans for that. Pati narin ung poetry site ko, grabehan naaagnas na un dun. foteeek katamaraaan!!!