Woo~ Tapos na ang UP-CAT!

Ang ganda ng experience. As in, 'yung preparations... After umalis ng bahay, kumain. Pagdating sa testing center, met the dormers, kain. Habang nage-exam, kain. After exams, kain. Bago umalis sa testing center, I met Ton, so, kain. Pagdating sa bahay, dinner~!

Oh yeah, parang food trip lang. Harhar.

Anyway, natawa ako sa mga questions na Filipino. Una sa lahat, dahil hindi ko ma-gets. Pangalawa, uber corn-E 'yung mga naintindihan ko. "Magkano 'to, patawarin mo 'ko." As in tawa ako to the max. *LOLed* Ang pinakamahirap na part is English. *died*

Ang boring nung Reading Comprehension. Ang binasa ko lang, yung nag-iisang poem at 'yung tungkol sa pamamanhikan. *LOLed*

Ang best part ng UP-CAT ay na-hug ko 'yung mga hindi ko ma-hughug (dahil nasha-shy ako kunwari), at na-hug ako ng mga ayaw magpa-hug. *waves at Ivana*

Ang ganda talaga ng UP-CAT. Sana lang talaga, kasing ganda ng exam 'yung results. *prays*

Labels: life, luck, update

I've Plurked about my dream of Miru, but, it's more fun if I blog it. *twinkle*

BTW, Miru is a friend from Pisay - CVC, and we love each other 'cause we're both fangirls + scholars! *hugles Miru*

Miru and I were walking a familiar path. (I just thought it should be, 'cause I was walking as if I knew the place).

Me: San tayo pupunta?
Miru: Pisay, syempre.
Me: I already know that, I mean...
Me: Bat tayo pupunta dun?
Miru: May nakalimutan lang ako.
Me: Ano naiwan mo?
Miru: Handout ko sa Bio.
*walks for a moment without talking*
Me: San tayo pupunta after this?
Miru: Kung san tayo dalhin ng hangin?
Miru: *walks faster*
Me: Gutom ako, kain tayo....
Me: *walks the other way*
Miru: Wait, malapit na!
Miru: *continues walking*

Then I woke up, inside my dream. I dreamt I was excited so I plurked it. Then I really did wake up. And, yes, I plurked it. (LOL)

Even in my dreams, people make pasama to me; and I even get gutom, *sheesh*; and I plurked in my dream! Talk about addicted! (LOL)

Labels: life, random

Ang hirap kausap ni John Dee. x__x

Me: Ah, okay. Pupunta ako, anong gagawin?
JD: Basta, pumunta ka nalang.
Me: Oo, pupunta ako. Pero, anong gagawin?
JD: Andito kami sa SciLab.
Me: Ano nga gagawin?!

then again...

Me: Gagamitin ko ba yung second page? Meron pa kasi 'yung ibang entries like pano nakuha yung project, yung defense, etc...
JD: OK.

*rolls eyes*


[edit: adding]

Me: Sino mga witnesses noong Saturday?
JD: Guards, Ais, Reyna.
Me: Si Justin?
JD: Si Albei na rin.
Me: Eh, si Justin?

Labels: life

EIGIE: Kasya sakin 'yung sapatos mo
GEMILLE: Kasya rin sakin 'yung sayo
E: Magpalit tayo minsan
MOMMY: WHAT? Bakit?
E: Para isipin nilang bago ulit 'yung sapatos namin.
G: *points at an imaginary person*
G: Because we're rich, poor!"
E&G: *evil laugh*

Great.

Naka-Adidas si Eigie, naka-Nike si Gem... Great. Just great. >_>

Labels: life, random

I need to update my picture.
I need to update my multiply account.

I have to review for UPCAT.
I have to study for Physics and Math.

I want to watch JUMP-ing Tour part 2.
I want to sleep.

*dizzy*

Labels: life, list, me, random, school

There are things we say we know even if we're totally clueless. There are times we say we can even if we're far from succeeding. There are times we say we do, but we don't see the point.

People can change over night... and can lie about changing or not.

Labels: emo, life

Moral Lessons learned. :)

01. There's at least one angel hidden in a crowd of demons.
02. Not because you look good here, doesn't mean you'll look good everywhere.
03. Reindeers look like goats. (thank you, John Dee. xD)
04. Donkeys don't always walk in all four legs. (Ilocos Sur Research Group knows that now.)
05. Stuffed toys really have special powers! >__>
06. Fumes from decomposing garbage can make you blind.
07. One man's trash, is another's treasure!
08. Never say "things couldn't get any worse," 'cause it can!
09. Never fix your hair if you know nobody will look at it anyway.
10. Goats are dumb.


SHOUTOUT TO EVERYONE!
SEGREGATE YOUR WASTE! GAWDAMMIT! There would be no need for a dump site!

Labels: life, waste

I'm not talking to my mom. We didn't have a fight. It's not a fight unless I fought back, so, no, we didn't have a fight. But, I'm still not talking to her. :x And now she's bribing me with a new bag. Yeah, it's pretty, but... another bag? x__x I already have tons.


♬ Now let's dance, dance, dance~ ♬

Labels: life, random, update

Hey there Chip Tsao!

I don't even know who you are. Either I'm off, or you're just not famous enough. Nonetheless, I don't care who you are... or rather, I didn't care who you are, not until now.

Philippines is not a 'nation of servants' as you have claimed it to be. So, your maid is a Filipina, and so are thousands of other families' helpers. So what? It only shows you need the hard-working people to do your dishes! Maybe the Philippines is in a crisis right now, but, heck, we continue living. Gawdammit.

It has been by instinct for us Pinoys to do something, anything, to give our families what they need. It has been your maid's choice to work for you, but that doesn't give you any rights to call her country a 'nation of servants'. We are outraged by your racist acts. If you have enough time to research about us, If you have enough time to write about us, you might as well go jump off your building and do something more productive.

I hate you like every other Filipino.

Your Shinigami friend,
Wendi

---

Mga Pinoy,

Huwag na Huwag tayong magpapatalo sa g*ng 'to. Grabe naman, kung kayo walang VIOLENT reaction sa ginawa ng cheap Chip Tsao na 'to, magbago na kayo ng nationality! Kung kayo walang ginagawa sa mga buhay-buhay niyo, samahan niyo na ring mag-jump off 'tong pare nating si Chip. Kung kayo, walang pakealam, kayo ang rason sa lumalalang krisis sa Pilipinas!

Galit ako. And I'm not supposed to be here right now! I have my own damn problems (aka, pera). I made time to blog when I can't even find time to fix my bedroom! Grabe.

Labels: life, tatak pinoy

Continuing my rant...

We had this "talk" in Cesium. And, I'm sorry if something bad happens after this. [ remember the issue with my ISNHS-is-stupid postS? when i was still a crappy writer? 1 2 3]

Should I write in English or Tagalog? or... whatever.

Ma'am Gracia entered the SciLab(our temporary classroom) with good news and a lot of bad news. Good news: wala pa rin bagsak sa Cesium. Record. Kami lang 'yan sa buong IRC.

Then she started talking about a parents' conference or something. She started pin pointing the "misbehaved" students. I'm not one of them, but, I was already feeling sick.

She said, "kailangan meron and parents n'yo sa -the parent-concerned thingy- and sa card-giving day."

People started talking, complaining, laughing, idk, our class is one hell of a zoo.

We then arrived in this topic: review centers.

"Kailangan na raw mag-review center para sa UP-CAT."

Everybody starts to speak again. Complaining about OJT, Research Paper, AJSS...

"Bakit ba may OJT, eh, sa ibang campuses wala naman?" Or something like that, I asked.

"Sa main naman hindi required, ba't sa amin?" Jam, one of my fellow debate-r [if that's a word.]

Ma'am just looked at us, like she's shocked, thinking, lost...

"Nakaya naman nila [I don't remember who], 'di ba?"

"Para saan pa 'yung OJT, ta wala naman na kaming time para baguhin 'yung Research Paper namin," I know I'm right.

She looked at us again. "Ewan ko."

I hate it when teachers say, "ewan ko."

So, again, composed and mature as we are, we talked and talked and complained, all at once. [ Oh, sarcasm, you found your way back home to me! ]

"Ma'am, magre-review kami? Mago-OJT pa kami? Ano pa natira?" Yes, Reyna, please, go on. "May AJSS pa 'yung dalawang ka-group namin sa Research..."

And we got back to UP-CAT again. And, for the first time since the results came out, we openly talked about the decreasing passing rate.

"Mostly kasi, karamihan [yes, she said that] ng hindi nag-review center, sila 'yung hindi nakapasa."

I got really pissed, and started joining everyone again.

"'Di ba, may review naman sila sa school? Ba't mababa 'yung passing rate?" and under my breath I added, "nadedegrade na kasi-"

I couldn't here my own voice, really, 'cause they all had their opinions to shout.

"TSAKA, nasa bata naman kasi 'yan. Kasi 'yung mga 'di nakapasa, sila rin naman 'yung dating ng bumabagsakbagsak."

Kim gave an example of a "bumabagsak-bagsak" but still passed UP-CAT. Others atarted joining in.

"Kasi si [pinpointingwhosit], kumuha ng quota course na first choice. Second choice n'ya, quota pa rin. Manila tsaka Diliman. Talagang hindi s'ya papasa."

And pin pointing continued... Argh. These scene is soo disgusting. I can't believe this.

"Bakit ba kasi kailangan mataas? Dahil lang mapapahiya ang school?" This is Jam.

"Oo," and this is not good from a teacher.

OMG. I don't know if there's any sicker situation in this world.

"Si [idon'treallycarewho] pumasa, UP Baguio..."

"Oh, so, Bagiuo na lang kami?" That's how I see it... "Kung quota course 'yung gusto namin sana, pumili na lang ng iba?" Really pissed. Argh.

"Hindi naman sa ganun-"

Then, we got back to review centers and such. Argh.

Labels: life, list, me, school, suicidal, update

I'm so upset this week.

I don't take criticism harshly. I take them positively. That is, if it was given to me directly, straightly, clearly. And, yeah, I've been ranting lately [like here<-you won't be able to read it if we're not friends in LJ, and here].

Monday.
We had a surprise quiz in Bio. Quiz bee type, too. Guess who was called first? That's right, lax me. And the ironic part? I even exclaimed, "lucky~". I didn't review the night before. I never do. And how would I know there'd be a quiz? I think I did well, though.
SocSci became so booooooring again. Bobby-sensei, what happened?!
I somehow ended up reviewing for PE instead of Health. IDK. I'm stupid. I don't think I got it all going on in that expected quiz, but, I listened to the discussion, so, yeah... I feel O.K. [Okamoto Keito]. :P *trying to be happy*

Tuesday.
We had our pathetic Lab Activity in Chem. And when I say pathetic, I mean useless, irrelevant, stupid, boring, and very very elementary.
We had our expected quiz in Trigo. I pass without thinking so much. Either I'm a super smart like Shige, the quiz is super easy, or it's God's will that I pass.
Irah and I chatted about this book she read. And wow, we talked for an hour! Seriously.
I got an 'okay' grade for the expected Filipino quiz.
We were dismissed early in Stat!
I stayed up all night finishing my Physics Problem Set, and thinking about the English Impromptu Speaking.

Wednesday.
We moved to the SciLab. Why? Because the school is duh-head. They started finishing the second floor in our building. Like, hello? Why would they sacrifice the students' comfort? The SciLab is stinky, hot... it's not conducive for learning! All the time other students, and teachers, walk in and out. How annoying.
And the English Impromptu Speaking was postponed. Gaah. My panda-eyes for nothing. T^T

Thursday.
We got a quiz in Math again. As expected. Passed again. Lucky.
Stupid Stat class.
We were off by lunch.

Labels: life, list, luck, me, school, suicidal, update, waste

it was boring.

i got kidnapped... almost.

I was so tired, hungry, sleepy... my neck was threatening to snap. I was waiting for a jeep on my way home. It was already 6 p.m. Damn it. I hate waiting.

This jeep stopped and I got on. DEMO, the guy said, "Private 'to!"

I was getting off when another said it was okay. So, I stayed. A lady said the jeep will go to a place called Bussiing. I said, "Okay po."

We traveled for like 40 minutes? And they were talking about jueteng. OMG. Kobradors. I thought I wouldn't get home alive! I thought I was being kidnapped. AND, that explains the boxes of money. O_o and I mean, BOXES... and BAGS!

I was dying with fear! And I know I become asthmatic! I thought they'll rape me, kill me, chop me, feed me to the fishes swimming under the river flowing through a bridge we passed by. I forgot I was hungry, sleepy, tired... Even my neck seemed to have rejoined my body. OMG. I was sweating even though I should have been wearing a jacket.

After dropping the money off somewhere, we continued to the 'real' route. Then they started interviewing me, about PSHS and such. That was when I realized I might make it home alive. xDD

I almost died.

Labels: life, luck, me, school

Today makes me 15 years old for 10 weeks. What have I proven? What else am I suppose to do?

Surely, I've proven nothing much. I don't remember anything special, anyway.
I have a lot to do. I have a lot of things I want to do. I have so many dreams. I want to go to different places and meet different people...

What makes me want to go to Japan is Toma. That's first. I want to see the places he has been. It really doesn't matter if I see him or not.
Another reason would be Akihabara. Akihabara (literally means "Field of Autumn Leaves") is a town in Tokyo, Japan where otakus live. Maid cafés are, of course, very popular. Cosplayers can walk around the streets in their costumes without being called stupid or weird. I'd like to try cosplay once. Haha... Oh, and Ikuta Toma did play Box in the Jdrama, Akihabara@DEEP.

I'm not planning on going to Japan right now, people. No, not now. Not yet.

Yes, I think I do have a Toma complex. I may not have watched every single drama, movie, play he's in(I've thought of it... still thinking about it, really), but still, I watch every video clip of him that I get a hold of. I know the basic things about him. I know he'll be 24 years old this year. I also try to know more about him. Thanks you, internet! Haha... I also know he'll start filming his new drama(Maou) this July.

After 42 weeks, I'll be 16. Before that happens, I'd like to finish the mangas I'm reading: Death Note and Hana Kimi. Well, it's pretty impossible to finish Detective Conan. Haha... Yeah, I'm still a bit childish for a 15 years old. Haha... Also, I'd like to save money and buy my own laptop. Like that would happen... The saving money part. Haha...

Labels: life, me, random

Wendi: Romeo, patulong nga, oh? 'Yung dito sa rhombus.
Romeo: Ah... Ganito yan..
scribble... scribble...
Wendi: "Heron's Formula"
Wendi: Sino si Heron?
Romeo: Si Heron. 'Yung partner ni Sandara Park-n.

For the whole weekend, I've been frustrated by the Geom project. Actually, I've been frustrated until Tuesday because of that damn thing. Kainis!

Ashley: Grabeh! Bakit isang araw lang ang foundation day?!
Justin: Kaya nga, eh. Foundation "day" talaga. Hindi pa (nila) ginawang "week".
Justin: Teka! Parang narining ko na 'tong conversation na 'to, ah? Déjà vu.

What a foundation day! February 4 lang sana talaga, kaso, ginawang two days. 'Yun. Wala lang. Masaya rin naman. Pero, mas masaya sana kung wala 'yung Geom na iisipin.

Fed: Gay!
Ashley: Ano?! Sino?!
Fed: ...
Fed: ... ako!
Ashley: Narinig mo 'yun, Oscar, ha?
Oscar: And you're happy? you're gay?
Fed: Yes, I'm happy! I'm gay!!

I'm not happy. I'm dead tired! waah!!! Bat ganto? Everyday quiz, every week long test??! Damn it! Wala na 'kong time magbasa ng manga, manuod ng animé, matulog... Grr... I'm not gay!

Fed: 'O nga pala, may Sophdate pa.
Fed: Jemar, may sophdate ka na?
Jemar: None! Ayoko!
Fed: Oscar, may Sophdate ka na?
Fed: Tayo nalang para wag na tayong sumayaw.
Oscar: GAY!

Gah! Ang lapit na ng Sophies Night. Grr... Waah! Hmpt! I don't know what I feel... I'm so mixed up!

Labels: life, school, suicidal

January 17, 2008. At about 1:40 pm.

My teacher is writing "293.47" on the board.
Huh???
Why does this scene look so familiar? I look at the board:

Feb. 22, 2008
Venue: Covered Court,
Half court
Time: 4:00 pm - 12:00 midnight
___________- 6:20
7:30 - 12: 00 Dinner

What???
We're planning for the Sophies Night. It'll happen just once, yet, it looks and feels familiar. Why do I have this feeling...?
It can't be...?

February 22, 2008. At midnight

The dinner was great! The party was fun, fun, fun!!! Oh, so, memorable! Now, it's time to go home...
As I'm waiting for my ride home, I look at the text messages I received during the party. While thinking of disturbing my sleeping friends, a man came to me. He stabbed me and took the phone out of my hands. I can't believe it. This is how I'm going to die...? Then, he stabbed me for just one more time.

I dunno the date nor time.

Someone's approaching. A man. Who is he? I'm dead, right? Where am I? Is this. . . Heaven?
"Are you entering?"
"What?" And I realized I can talk.
"Are you entering?" He repeated.
"I dunno. Are you?" And I realized I can feel. "Where should I enter, anyway?"
"It's your own choice." He smiled.
"Aren't you going to decide from a record of my deeds or something?" I ask such awkward stuff. I think I might have blushed.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." I did blushed, didn't I? "It's your own choice."
Man, he's a man of small words, or something like that. "Can I go back?"
"Go back where?" He looked really puzzled.
"I dunno..."
"Didn't you want it to happen this way? You did try it by yourself, didn't you?" I think he means suicide.
"This is different. I was stabbed, right? It wasn't me who stabbed myself." Holy
crap! I think I've said too much.
"Why go back?"
"What?"
"Why do you want to go back? Where you go might be a little bit more peaceful."
"I can't go there. Wherever "there" is. I have a lot of things to do. I didn't even met my Nakatsu, yet. I didn't make it to the DL! I can't die. Not now."
"It's your own choice," he said for the third time.
"Then, I want to go back."

January 17, 2008. At about 1:40 pm.

My teacher is writing "293.47" on the board.
Huh???
Why does this scene look so familiar? I look at the board:

Feb. 22, 2008
Venue: Covered Court,
Half court
Time: 4:00 pm - 12:00 midnight
___________- 6:20
7:30 - 12: 00 Dinner

What???
We're planning for the Sophies Night. It'll happen just once, yet, it looks and feels familiar. Why do I have this feeling...?
It can't be...?


<*The part in February 22, 2008 is only fictional. I just got the idea of writing my experience of déjà vu. When I was writing this, on the same day, 3:00 pm, the man who stabbed me just came to my mind. I dunno if it's because of Death Note and Detective Conan which I am reading, of Blood+ which I am watching, that made my mind do it. That's all.*>

Labels: life, me

I wrote this July 2, 2007... lunch break...

And then I'm back
Back again to being ignored
After my fifteen seconds of fame
From cutting my wrist
And spilling my blood
I'm back again
Back to being ignored

What do you think? Anyway, I didn't prepare for this post. I just felt that I have to post this here and now. I guess it's women's instinct or something.

And then I'm back
Back again to being ignored

I really hate being ignored. Malamang kulang ako sa pansin or something. Basta, ganun 'yun.

After my fifteen seconds of fame
From cutting my wrist
And spilling my blood

Adelfamous pips, remember Bio? About the Microsoft... este... microscope pala... When we had our lab chuva. And I practiced... you know what. And then we looked at my blood under the microscope. It looked so stupid, pero. hehehe...

I'm back again
Back to being ignored

Alam nyo na yung feeling na parang wala kang halaga. Basta... Madrama kasi ako. Anyway, let's all try to SMILE! Kasi contagious ang frown!!!!

and...

THANK YOU TO EVERYBODY!
PLEASE READ "When Emos Attack".
Thanks.

Labels: emo, life, me, school, suicidal

I no longer want to be an emo. I can't stand faking a smile, a laugh, and everything else. I want these smiles to be real. I want to laugh about something without hurting someone, or simply myself. I want to be with somebody who doesn't expect me to be someone else. Man, I am emo! Well, you don't need to pass a test to be an emo. You don't have much of a choice! It just come slapping you on the face. It's not a choice. It just happens.

I'm no longer a freaking suicidal weirdo. But it doesn't mean the faucet of problems has run dry. It doesn't mean someone turned it off. I, myself, can't turn it. How could anybody else? But then, there were these little people passing by, who saw me crying trying to bust this damned faucet. One told me not to cut my wrist. It may come off, and my faucet will never have a chance to be turned off. Another told me he have the same problem. Knowing how it feels to be lonely, he accompanied me. But I didn't notice how close he was. I carelessly splashed some problems in his direction. I didn't knew this until I turned to look at him, walking away from my life. I'm sorry. Ei...

I stood up, and left the stupid faucet on. I looked around me. I was astounded. I tried all my life to stop the problems flowing. But, people around me, who are damn happy, have buckets, pales, and stupid looking containers; God, Family, Work. These are the things that can contain your problems. Stupid! They were there all along!!! Everybody have these jammed faucets of problems. I was not smart enough to think of something to catch my problems, instead, I waited for the time I forget about it. Now I know why it always comes back. And the pain dives into my heart deeper than usual.

To all of the problematic people: snap out of it, dude!
To all of the people who cares: thanks...
To all the people who have time for the bucket, and pales...: that's great! Keep it up!

To YOU: I'm really sorry. I know it was my fault. I was careless. But I can't take this anymore. I can't take it when we just pass by each other without a simple hello. I know I'm stupid. But please forgive me. I know what I said, but forget it. Now, I'm telling you: Sorry. I need you in my life.

Labels: emo, life, me

WeLay

Isang pa-cute na bata na mahilg magsuot ng sleeveless shirts at baggy pants. HS crush ng bayan. Palangiti kasi nasa Student’s Council (Supreme Student Government sa ISNHS). Masayahin at matalino. Bagamat wala pang ginawang Wendi Appreciation Day, madalas s’ya sa stage, para tumanggap ng awards. Marami s'yang kaibigan. Maraming insecure sakanya. Mahilig sya sa hip songs, ‘yun bang sasayaw ka ‘pag narinig mo. Madalas kumanta kahit piyok-piyok naman ang boses. Nasa class officers. Charming. Confident. Leader.

Nagbago nga ba ako? Eh, makapal pa rin naman ang mukha ko at maganda’t matalino pa naman ako. Nagbago ba ko?

Matagal na ang suicide sa buhay ko. Wala nga lang may alam kundi ako. Kung tinatanong n’yo kung sinubukan ko nang uminom ng lason, maglaslas ng pulso, o magbigti… hindi ko kayo masasagot nang matino.

Matino ba ‘ko noon? Eh, ngayon? Mahilig ako sa kalokohan at sumasayaw o kumakanta ‘pag trip, dati ‘yan. Ngayon, puro suicide ang pinagsasabi ko, problemado, at in-love sa suicidal music ng MCR. Oh, ano? Matino ba ko?

‘Yung “ako ngayon”, ay ang nakatagong ako noon. Mahirap paki-usapan at moody. Ayaw ko sa kanya. Kaya lang, lumalaban kasi. Naghahanap ng kalayaan… “Impossible dream!”

Isa sa mga hardcore kong comment ang “impossible dream!” Naisip ko ‘to habang nangungulit sa isang kaklase (pero ‘di ko na naaalala… basta Armstrong!), hanggang napadalaas kong banggitin. Isa pa sa mga walang kwenta anng “No Comment”. Ang gulo ko talaga, dati na.

Violent ba ko dati? Ang alam ko, hindi, at hind pa rin naman. Kasi wala (pa naman) akong balak pumatay ng tao. Matindi (‘ata) akong mang-insulto at magmura… dati joke lang, ngayon totohanan na. (One point!)

Naalala ko pa ang pagiging “out of reach” ko sa mga teachers. ‘Yun bang may nakalagay na “Not for Hire nor for Rent” sa nuo at likod ko. Isang beses ko ring sinubukan ang sumipsip, but it’s not my type of game. Wala pa akong binastos (directly) o nilabanan ang kasinungalngang pinagsasabing teacher. First year of HS, nasubukan kong kwestyunin ang teacher kong walang alam. Grabe! Density of water daw, eh, 2g/cm³! Half of the period naming pinagdebatehan ‘yan. First timer ako, at kaunaunahang tangang tumayo sa klase namin. Dahil takot ang mga bata, walang tumulong sakin. ‘Yung iba talagang sumasangayon na sa teacher namin, sabay tingin sakin at snasabing, “umupo ka na!” Dahil istudyante lang ako, ako ang natalo. Sa mga sumunod kong laban na nagmistulang laban ni Pacquiao, meron na akong mga kasama. Napagalitan na kami’t pinarusahan. Proud naman kami dahil totoo kami at hindi plastik. Kailangan ko lang talagang gawing miserable ang buhay ng teaher kong ‘yun, Ang ganda kasi ng Science! (ting-ting-ting! Two points!)

Dati na akong madrama. Dati nga iyakin ako. Pero, ‘di nagtagal, nahiya rin ako. Hindi ibig sabihin na nagbago ako. Kasi, madrama pa rin naman ako.

Mahilig na ko dati sa music. Mga love songs, Final Fantasy (CD ni ate), at M2M (CD rin ni ate) ang pinakikinggan ko dati. Simple Plan (CD ulit ni ate) at Eraserheads (CD naman ni Dad) ang pop rock band ko, dati. Okay naman sakin ang MCR dati… pero takot lang ako kay Gerard Way at Frank Iero. Pero nagbago 'yung tingin ko sakanila nung nagpa-bleach si Way. Hanep!!! ‘Yun, nagustuhan ko na. Ta’s meron pa si Bob Brayr! Perfect!

Iba talaga ako sa mga… uhhm… iba. Dati type ko rin ang branded. Kaya lang, ayoko kasi nang nagdadamit ng sinuot na ng iba. Mas type ko ang magpataba kesa magpa-slim. Totoo yan! Peks man! Mas type ko ng short hair, kesa long hair. Mas type ko ang shirt plus baggy pants plus flipflops (sosyal na tawag sa tsinelas!). Fashion conscious din ako dati, pero budget-freak na ngayon. Nasa isip ko ang future ng buhay ko, buhay mo, at ang Plipinas (baka kasi malapit ng lumubog). Humorous ako! Mahilg ako sa libro. Mas gugustuhin kong magsulat kesa magmake-up. Ibang-ba ako sayo. Iba ka rin sakanila. Unique ako. Proud to be.

Labels: life, me

Woo~ Tapos na ang UP-CAT!

Ang ganda ng experience. As in, 'yung preparations... After umalis ng bahay, kumain. Pagdating sa testing center, met the dormers, kain. Habang nage-exam, kain. After exams, kain. Bago umalis sa testing center, I met Ton, so, kain. Pagdating sa bahay, dinner~!

Oh yeah, parang food trip lang. Harhar.

Anyway, natawa ako sa mga questions na Filipino. Una sa lahat, dahil hindi ko ma-gets. Pangalawa, uber corn-E 'yung mga naintindihan ko. "Magkano 'to, patawarin mo 'ko." As in tawa ako to the max. *LOLed* Ang pinakamahirap na part is English. *died*

Ang boring nung Reading Comprehension. Ang binasa ko lang, yung nag-iisang poem at 'yung tungkol sa pamamanhikan. *LOLed*

Ang best part ng UP-CAT ay na-hug ko 'yung mga hindi ko ma-hughug (dahil nasha-shy ako kunwari), at na-hug ako ng mga ayaw magpa-hug. *waves at Ivana*

Ang ganda talaga ng UP-CAT. Sana lang talaga, kasing ganda ng exam 'yung results. *prays*

Labels: life, luck, update

 

I've Plurked about my dream of Miru, but, it's more fun if I blog it. *twinkle*

BTW, Miru is a friend from Pisay - CVC, and we love each other 'cause we're both fangirls + scholars! *hugles Miru*

Miru and I were walking a familiar path. (I just thought it should be, 'cause I was walking as if I knew the place).

Me: San tayo pupunta?
Miru: Pisay, syempre.
Me: I already know that, I mean...
Me: Bat tayo pupunta dun?
Miru: May nakalimutan lang ako.
Me: Ano naiwan mo?
Miru: Handout ko sa Bio.
*walks for a moment without talking*
Me: San tayo pupunta after this?
Miru: Kung san tayo dalhin ng hangin?
Miru: *walks faster*
Me: Gutom ako, kain tayo....
Me: *walks the other way*
Miru: Wait, malapit na!
Miru: *continues walking*

Then I woke up, inside my dream. I dreamt I was excited so I plurked it. Then I really did wake up. And, yes, I plurked it. (LOL)

Even in my dreams, people make pasama to me; and I even get gutom, *sheesh*; and I plurked in my dream! Talk about addicted! (LOL)

Labels: life, random

 

Ang hirap kausap ni John Dee. x__x

Me: Ah, okay. Pupunta ako, anong gagawin?
JD: Basta, pumunta ka nalang.
Me: Oo, pupunta ako. Pero, anong gagawin?
JD: Andito kami sa SciLab.
Me: Ano nga gagawin?!

then again...

Me: Gagamitin ko ba yung second page? Meron pa kasi 'yung ibang entries like pano nakuha yung project, yung defense, etc...
JD: OK.

*rolls eyes*


[edit: adding]

Me: Sino mga witnesses noong Saturday?
JD: Guards, Ais, Reyna.
Me: Si Justin?
JD: Si Albei na rin.
Me: Eh, si Justin?

Labels: life

 

EIGIE: Kasya sakin 'yung sapatos mo
GEMILLE: Kasya rin sakin 'yung sayo
E: Magpalit tayo minsan
MOMMY: WHAT? Bakit?
E: Para isipin nilang bago ulit 'yung sapatos namin.
G: *points at an imaginary person*
G: Because we're rich, poor!"
E&G: *evil laugh*

Great.

Naka-Adidas si Eigie, naka-Nike si Gem... Great. Just great. >_>

Labels: life, random

 

I need to update my picture.
I need to update my multiply account.

I have to review for UPCAT.
I have to study for Physics and Math.

I want to watch JUMP-ing Tour part 2.
I want to sleep.

*dizzy*

Labels: life, list, me, random, school

 

There are things we say we know even if we're totally clueless. There are times we say we can even if we're far from succeeding. There are times we say we do, but we don't see the point.

People can change over night... and can lie about changing or not.

Labels: emo, life

 

Moral Lessons learned. :)

01. There's at least one angel hidden in a crowd of demons.
02. Not because you look good here, doesn't mean you'll look good everywhere.
03. Reindeers look like goats. (thank you, John Dee. xD)
04. Donkeys don't always walk in all four legs. (Ilocos Sur Research Group knows that now.)
05. Stuffed toys really have special powers! >__>
06. Fumes from decomposing garbage can make you blind.
07. One man's trash, is another's treasure!
08. Never say "things couldn't get any worse," 'cause it can!
09. Never fix your hair if you know nobody will look at it anyway.
10. Goats are dumb.


SHOUTOUT TO EVERYONE!
SEGREGATE YOUR WASTE! GAWDAMMIT! There would be no need for a dump site!

Labels: life, waste

 

I'm not talking to my mom. We didn't have a fight. It's not a fight unless I fought back, so, no, we didn't have a fight. But, I'm still not talking to her. :x And now she's bribing me with a new bag. Yeah, it's pretty, but... another bag? x__x I already have tons.


♬ Now let's dance, dance, dance~ ♬

Labels: life, random, update

 

Hey there Chip Tsao!

I don't even know who you are. Either I'm off, or you're just not famous enough. Nonetheless, I don't care who you are... or rather, I didn't care who you are, not until now.

Philippines is not a 'nation of servants' as you have claimed it to be. So, your maid is a Filipina, and so are thousands of other families' helpers. So what? It only shows you need the hard-working people to do your dishes! Maybe the Philippines is in a crisis right now, but, heck, we continue living. Gawdammit.

It has been by instinct for us Pinoys to do something, anything, to give our families what they need. It has been your maid's choice to work for you, but that doesn't give you any rights to call her country a 'nation of servants'. We are outraged by your racist acts. If you have enough time to research about us, If you have enough time to write about us, you might as well go jump off your building and do something more productive.

I hate you like every other Filipino.

Your Shinigami friend,
Wendi

---

Mga Pinoy,

Huwag na Huwag tayong magpapatalo sa g*ng 'to. Grabe naman, kung kayo walang VIOLENT reaction sa ginawa ng cheap Chip Tsao na 'to, magbago na kayo ng nationality! Kung kayo walang ginagawa sa mga buhay-buhay niyo, samahan niyo na ring mag-jump off 'tong pare nating si Chip. Kung kayo, walang pakealam, kayo ang rason sa lumalalang krisis sa Pilipinas!

Galit ako. And I'm not supposed to be here right now! I have my own damn problems (aka, pera). I made time to blog when I can't even find time to fix my bedroom! Grabe.

Labels: life, tatak pinoy

 

Continuing my rant...

We had this "talk" in Cesium. And, I'm sorry if something bad happens after this. [ remember the issue with my ISNHS-is-stupid postS? when i was still a crappy writer? 1 2 3]

Should I write in English or Tagalog? or... whatever.

Ma'am Gracia entered the SciLab(our temporary classroom) with good news and a lot of bad news. Good news: wala pa rin bagsak sa Cesium. Record. Kami lang 'yan sa buong IRC.

Then she started talking about a parents' conference or something. She started pin pointing the "misbehaved" students. I'm not one of them, but, I was already feeling sick.

She said, "kailangan meron and parents n'yo sa -the parent-concerned thingy- and sa card-giving day."

People started talking, complaining, laughing, idk, our class is one hell of a zoo.

We then arrived in this topic: review centers.

"Kailangan na raw mag-review center para sa UP-CAT."

Everybody starts to speak again. Complaining about OJT, Research Paper, AJSS...

"Bakit ba may OJT, eh, sa ibang campuses wala naman?" Or something like that, I asked.

"Sa main naman hindi required, ba't sa amin?" Jam, one of my fellow debate-r [if that's a word.]

Ma'am just looked at us, like she's shocked, thinking, lost...

"Nakaya naman nila [I don't remember who], 'di ba?"

"Para saan pa 'yung OJT, ta wala naman na kaming time para baguhin 'yung Research Paper namin," I know I'm right.

She looked at us again. "Ewan ko."

I hate it when teachers say, "ewan ko."

So, again, composed and mature as we are, we talked and talked and complained, all at once. [ Oh, sarcasm, you found your way back home to me! ]

"Ma'am, magre-review kami? Mago-OJT pa kami? Ano pa natira?" Yes, Reyna, please, go on. "May AJSS pa 'yung dalawang ka-group namin sa Research..."

And we got back to UP-CAT again. And, for the first time since the results came out, we openly talked about the decreasing passing rate.

"Mostly kasi, karamihan [yes, she said that] ng hindi nag-review center, sila 'yung hindi nakapasa."

I got really pissed, and started joining everyone again.

"'Di ba, may review naman sila sa school? Ba't mababa 'yung passing rate?" and under my breath I added, "nadedegrade na kasi-"

I couldn't here my own voice, really, 'cause they all had their opinions to shout.

"TSAKA, nasa bata naman kasi 'yan. Kasi 'yung mga 'di nakapasa, sila rin naman 'yung dating ng bumabagsakbagsak."

Kim gave an example of a "bumabagsak-bagsak" but still passed UP-CAT. Others atarted joining in.

"Kasi si [pinpointingwhosit], kumuha ng quota course na first choice. Second choice n'ya, quota pa rin. Manila tsaka Diliman. Talagang hindi s'ya papasa."

And pin pointing continued... Argh. These scene is soo disgusting. I can't believe this.

"Bakit ba kasi kailangan mataas? Dahil lang mapapahiya ang school?" This is Jam.

"Oo," and this is not good from a teacher.

OMG. I don't know if there's any sicker situation in this world.

"Si [idon'treallycarewho] pumasa, UP Baguio..."

"Oh, so, Bagiuo na lang kami?" That's how I see it... "Kung quota course 'yung gusto namin sana, pumili na lang ng iba?" Really pissed. Argh.

"Hindi naman sa ganun-"

Then, we got back to review centers and such. Argh.

Labels: life, list, me, school, suicidal, update

 

I'm so upset this week.

I don't take criticism harshly. I take them positively. That is, if it was given to me directly, straightly, clearly. And, yeah, I've been ranting lately [like here<-you won't be able to read it if we're not friends in LJ, and here].

Monday.
We had a surprise quiz in Bio. Quiz bee type, too. Guess who was called first? That's right, lax me. And the ironic part? I even exclaimed, "lucky~". I didn't review the night before. I never do. And how would I know there'd be a quiz? I think I did well, though.
SocSci became so booooooring again. Bobby-sensei, what happened?!
I somehow ended up reviewing for PE instead of Health. IDK. I'm stupid. I don't think I got it all going on in that expected quiz, but, I listened to the discussion, so, yeah... I feel O.K. [Okamoto Keito]. :P *trying to be happy*

Tuesday.
We had our pathetic Lab Activity in Chem. And when I say pathetic, I mean useless, irrelevant, stupid, boring, and very very elementary.
We had our expected quiz in Trigo. I pass without thinking so much. Either I'm a super smart like Shige, the quiz is super easy, or it's God's will that I pass.
Irah and I chatted about this book she read. And wow, we talked for an hour! Seriously.
I got an 'okay' grade for the expected Filipino quiz.
We were dismissed early in Stat!
I stayed up all night finishing my Physics Problem Set, and thinking about the English Impromptu Speaking.

Wednesday.
We moved to the SciLab. Why? Because the school is duh-head. They started finishing the second floor in our building. Like, hello? Why would they sacrifice the students' comfort? The SciLab is stinky, hot... it's not conducive for learning! All the time other students, and teachers, walk in and out. How annoying.
And the English Impromptu Speaking was postponed. Gaah. My panda-eyes for nothing. T^T

Thursday.
We got a quiz in Math again. As expected. Passed again. Lucky.
Stupid Stat class.
We were off by lunch.

Labels: life, list, luck, me, school, suicidal, update, waste

 

it was boring.

i got kidnapped... almost.

I was so tired, hungry, sleepy... my neck was threatening to snap. I was waiting for a jeep on my way home. It was already 6 p.m. Damn it. I hate waiting.

This jeep stopped and I got on. DEMO, the guy said, "Private 'to!"

I was getting off when another said it was okay. So, I stayed. A lady said the jeep will go to a place called Bussiing. I said, "Okay po."

We traveled for like 40 minutes? And they were talking about jueteng. OMG. Kobradors. I thought I wouldn't get home alive! I thought I was being kidnapped. AND, that explains the boxes of money. O_o and I mean, BOXES... and BAGS!

I was dying with fear! And I know I become asthmatic! I thought they'll rape me, kill me, chop me, feed me to the fishes swimming under the river flowing through a bridge we passed by. I forgot I was hungry, sleepy, tired... Even my neck seemed to have rejoined my body. OMG. I was sweating even though I should have been wearing a jacket.

After dropping the money off somewhere, we continued to the 'real' route. Then they started interviewing me, about PSHS and such. That was when I realized I might make it home alive. xDD

I almost died.

Labels: life, luck, me, school

 

Today makes me 15 years old for 10 weeks. What have I proven? What else am I suppose to do?

Surely, I've proven nothing much. I don't remember anything special, anyway.
I have a lot to do. I have a lot of things I want to do. I have so many dreams. I want to go to different places and meet different people...

What makes me want to go to Japan is Toma. That's first. I want to see the places he has been. It really doesn't matter if I see him or not.
Another reason would be Akihabara. Akihabara (literally means "Field of Autumn Leaves") is a town in Tokyo, Japan where otakus live. Maid cafés are, of course, very popular. Cosplayers can walk around the streets in their costumes without being called stupid or weird. I'd like to try cosplay once. Haha... Oh, and Ikuta Toma did play Box in the Jdrama, Akihabara@DEEP.

I'm not planning on going to Japan right now, people. No, not now. Not yet.

Yes, I think I do have a Toma complex. I may not have watched every single drama, movie, play he's in(I've thought of it... still thinking about it, really), but still, I watch every video clip of him that I get a hold of. I know the basic things about him. I know he'll be 24 years old this year. I also try to know more about him. Thanks you, internet! Haha... I also know he'll start filming his new drama(Maou) this July.

After 42 weeks, I'll be 16. Before that happens, I'd like to finish the mangas I'm reading: Death Note and Hana Kimi. Well, it's pretty impossible to finish Detective Conan. Haha... Yeah, I'm still a bit childish for a 15 years old. Haha... Also, I'd like to save money and buy my own laptop. Like that would happen... The saving money part. Haha...

Labels: life, me, random

 

Wendi: Romeo, patulong nga, oh? 'Yung dito sa rhombus.
Romeo: Ah... Ganito yan..
scribble... scribble...
Wendi: "Heron's Formula"
Wendi: Sino si Heron?
Romeo: Si Heron. 'Yung partner ni Sandara Park-n.

For the whole weekend, I've been frustrated by the Geom project. Actually, I've been frustrated until Tuesday because of that damn thing. Kainis!

Ashley: Grabeh! Bakit isang araw lang ang foundation day?!
Justin: Kaya nga, eh. Foundation "day" talaga. Hindi pa (nila) ginawang "week".
Justin: Teka! Parang narining ko na 'tong conversation na 'to, ah? Déjà vu.

What a foundation day! February 4 lang sana talaga, kaso, ginawang two days. 'Yun. Wala lang. Masaya rin naman. Pero, mas masaya sana kung wala 'yung Geom na iisipin.

Fed: Gay!
Ashley: Ano?! Sino?!
Fed: ...
Fed: ... ako!
Ashley: Narinig mo 'yun, Oscar, ha?
Oscar: And you're happy? you're gay?
Fed: Yes, I'm happy! I'm gay!!

I'm not happy. I'm dead tired! waah!!! Bat ganto? Everyday quiz, every week long test??! Damn it! Wala na 'kong time magbasa ng manga, manuod ng animé, matulog... Grr... I'm not gay!

Fed: 'O nga pala, may Sophdate pa.
Fed: Jemar, may sophdate ka na?
Jemar: None! Ayoko!
Fed: Oscar, may Sophdate ka na?
Fed: Tayo nalang para wag na tayong sumayaw.
Oscar: GAY!

Gah! Ang lapit na ng Sophies Night. Grr... Waah! Hmpt! I don't know what I feel... I'm so mixed up!

Labels: life, school, suicidal

 

January 17, 2008. At about 1:40 pm.

My teacher is writing "293.47" on the board.
Huh???
Why does this scene look so familiar? I look at the board:

Feb. 22, 2008
Venue: Covered Court,
Half court
Time: 4:00 pm - 12:00 midnight
___________- 6:20
7:30 - 12: 00 Dinner

What???
We're planning for the Sophies Night. It'll happen just once, yet, it looks and feels familiar. Why do I have this feeling...?
It can't be...?

February 22, 2008. At midnight

The dinner was great! The party was fun, fun, fun!!! Oh, so, memorable! Now, it's time to go home...
As I'm waiting for my ride home, I look at the text messages I received during the party. While thinking of disturbing my sleeping friends, a man came to me. He stabbed me and took the phone out of my hands. I can't believe it. This is how I'm going to die...? Then, he stabbed me for just one more time.

I dunno the date nor time.

Someone's approaching. A man. Who is he? I'm dead, right? Where am I? Is this. . . Heaven?
"Are you entering?"
"What?" And I realized I can talk.
"Are you entering?" He repeated.
"I dunno. Are you?" And I realized I can feel. "Where should I enter, anyway?"
"It's your own choice." He smiled.
"Aren't you going to decide from a record of my deeds or something?" I ask such awkward stuff. I think I might have blushed.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about." I did blushed, didn't I? "It's your own choice."
Man, he's a man of small words, or something like that. "Can I go back?"
"Go back where?" He looked really puzzled.
"I dunno..."
"Didn't you want it to happen this way? You did try it by yourself, didn't you?" I think he means suicide.
"This is different. I was stabbed, right? It wasn't me who stabbed myself." Holy
crap! I think I've said too much.
"Why go back?"
"What?"
"Why do you want to go back? Where you go might be a little bit more peaceful."
"I can't go there. Wherever "there" is. I have a lot of things to do. I didn't even met my Nakatsu, yet. I didn't make it to the DL! I can't die. Not now."
"It's your own choice," he said for the third time.
"Then, I want to go back."

January 17, 2008. At about 1:40 pm.

My teacher is writing "293.47" on the board.
Huh???
Why does this scene look so familiar? I look at the board:

Feb. 22, 2008
Venue: Covered Court,
Half court
Time: 4:00 pm - 12:00 midnight
___________- 6:20
7:30 - 12: 00 Dinner

What???
We're planning for the Sophies Night. It'll happen just once, yet, it looks and feels familiar. Why do I have this feeling...?
It can't be...?


<*The part in February 22, 2008 is only fictional. I just got the idea of writing my experience of déjà vu. When I was writing this, on the same day, 3:00 pm, the man who stabbed me just came to my mind. I dunno if it's because of Death Note and Detective Conan which I am reading, of Blood+ which I am watching, that made my mind do it. That's all.*>

Labels: life, me

 

I wrote this July 2, 2007... lunch break...

And then I'm back
Back again to being ignored
After my fifteen seconds of fame
From cutting my wrist
And spilling my blood
I'm back again
Back to being ignored

What do you think? Anyway, I didn't prepare for this post. I just felt that I have to post this here and now. I guess it's women's instinct or something.

And then I'm back
Back again to being ignored

I really hate being ignored. Malamang kulang ako sa pansin or something. Basta, ganun 'yun.

After my fifteen seconds of fame
From cutting my wrist
And spilling my blood

Adelfamous pips, remember Bio? About the Microsoft... este... microscope pala... When we had our lab chuva. And I practiced... you know what. And then we looked at my blood under the microscope. It looked so stupid, pero. hehehe...

I'm back again
Back to being ignored

Alam nyo na yung feeling na parang wala kang halaga. Basta... Madrama kasi ako. Anyway, let's all try to SMILE! Kasi contagious ang frown!!!!

and...

THANK YOU TO EVERYBODY!
PLEASE READ "When Emos Attack".
Thanks.

Labels: emo, life, me, school, suicidal

 

I no longer want to be an emo. I can't stand faking a smile, a laugh, and everything else. I want these smiles to be real. I want to laugh about something without hurting someone, or simply myself. I want to be with somebody who doesn't expect me to be someone else. Man, I am emo! Well, you don't need to pass a test to be an emo. You don't have much of a choice! It just come slapping you on the face. It's not a choice. It just happens.

I'm no longer a freaking suicidal weirdo. But it doesn't mean the faucet of problems has run dry. It doesn't mean someone turned it off. I, myself, can't turn it. How could anybody else? But then, there were these little people passing by, who saw me crying trying to bust this damned faucet. One told me not to cut my wrist. It may come off, and my faucet will never have a chance to be turned off. Another told me he have the same problem. Knowing how it feels to be lonely, he accompanied me. But I didn't notice how close he was. I carelessly splashed some problems in his direction. I didn't knew this until I turned to look at him, walking away from my life. I'm sorry. Ei...

I stood up, and left the stupid faucet on. I looked around me. I was astounded. I tried all my life to stop the problems flowing. But, people around me, who are damn happy, have buckets, pales, and stupid looking containers; God, Family, Work. These are the things that can contain your problems. Stupid! They were there all along!!! Everybody have these jammed faucets of problems. I was not smart enough to think of something to catch my problems, instead, I waited for the time I forget about it. Now I know why it always comes back. And the pain dives into my heart deeper than usual.

To all of the problematic people: snap out of it, dude!
To all of the people who cares: thanks...
To all the people who have time for the bucket, and pales...: that's great! Keep it up!

To YOU: I'm really sorry. I know it was my fault. I was careless. But I can't take this anymore. I can't take it when we just pass by each other without a simple hello. I know I'm stupid. But please forgive me. I know what I said, but forget it. Now, I'm telling you: Sorry. I need you in my life.

Labels: emo, life, me

 

WeLay

Isang pa-cute na bata na mahilg magsuot ng sleeveless shirts at baggy pants. HS crush ng bayan. Palangiti kasi nasa Student’s Council (Supreme Student Government sa ISNHS). Masayahin at matalino. Bagamat wala pang ginawang Wendi Appreciation Day, madalas s’ya sa stage, para tumanggap ng awards. Marami s'yang kaibigan. Maraming insecure sakanya. Mahilig sya sa hip songs, ‘yun bang sasayaw ka ‘pag narinig mo. Madalas kumanta kahit piyok-piyok naman ang boses. Nasa class officers. Charming. Confident. Leader.

Nagbago nga ba ako? Eh, makapal pa rin naman ang mukha ko at maganda’t matalino pa naman ako. Nagbago ba ko?

Matagal na ang suicide sa buhay ko. Wala nga lang may alam kundi ako. Kung tinatanong n’yo kung sinubukan ko nang uminom ng lason, maglaslas ng pulso, o magbigti… hindi ko kayo masasagot nang matino.

Matino ba ‘ko noon? Eh, ngayon? Mahilig ako sa kalokohan at sumasayaw o kumakanta ‘pag trip, dati ‘yan. Ngayon, puro suicide ang pinagsasabi ko, problemado, at in-love sa suicidal music ng MCR. Oh, ano? Matino ba ko?

‘Yung “ako ngayon”, ay ang nakatagong ako noon. Mahirap paki-usapan at moody. Ayaw ko sa kanya. Kaya lang, lumalaban kasi. Naghahanap ng kalayaan… “Impossible dream!”

Isa sa mga hardcore kong comment ang “impossible dream!” Naisip ko ‘to habang nangungulit sa isang kaklase (pero ‘di ko na naaalala… basta Armstrong!), hanggang napadalaas kong banggitin. Isa pa sa mga walang kwenta anng “No Comment”. Ang gulo ko talaga, dati na.

Violent ba ko dati? Ang alam ko, hindi, at hind pa rin naman. Kasi wala (pa naman) akong balak pumatay ng tao. Matindi (‘ata) akong mang-insulto at magmura… dati joke lang, ngayon totohanan na. (One point!)

Naalala ko pa ang pagiging “out of reach” ko sa mga teachers. ‘Yun bang may nakalagay na “Not for Hire nor for Rent” sa nuo at likod ko. Isang beses ko ring sinubukan ang sumipsip, but it’s not my type of game. Wala pa akong binastos (directly) o nilabanan ang kasinungalngang pinagsasabing teacher. First year of HS, nasubukan kong kwestyunin ang teacher kong walang alam. Grabe! Density of water daw, eh, 2g/cm³! Half of the period naming pinagdebatehan ‘yan. First timer ako, at kaunaunahang tangang tumayo sa klase namin. Dahil takot ang mga bata, walang tumulong sakin. ‘Yung iba talagang sumasangayon na sa teacher namin, sabay tingin sakin at snasabing, “umupo ka na!” Dahil istudyante lang ako, ako ang natalo. Sa mga sumunod kong laban na nagmistulang laban ni Pacquiao, meron na akong mga kasama. Napagalitan na kami’t pinarusahan. Proud naman kami dahil totoo kami at hindi plastik. Kailangan ko lang talagang gawing miserable ang buhay ng teaher kong ‘yun, Ang ganda kasi ng Science! (ting-ting-ting! Two points!)

Dati na akong madrama. Dati nga iyakin ako. Pero, ‘di nagtagal, nahiya rin ako. Hindi ibig sabihin na nagbago ako. Kasi, madrama pa rin naman ako.

Mahilig na ko dati sa music. Mga love songs, Final Fantasy (CD ni ate), at M2M (CD rin ni ate) ang pinakikinggan ko dati. Simple Plan (CD ulit ni ate) at Eraserheads (CD naman ni Dad) ang pop rock band ko, dati. Okay naman sakin ang MCR dati… pero takot lang ako kay Gerard Way at Frank Iero. Pero nagbago 'yung tingin ko sakanila nung nagpa-bleach si Way. Hanep!!! ‘Yun, nagustuhan ko na. Ta’s meron pa si Bob Brayr! Perfect!

Iba talaga ako sa mga… uhhm… iba. Dati type ko rin ang branded. Kaya lang, ayoko kasi nang nagdadamit ng sinuot na ng iba. Mas type ko ang magpataba kesa magpa-slim. Totoo yan! Peks man! Mas type ko ng short hair, kesa long hair. Mas type ko ang shirt plus baggy pants plus flipflops (sosyal na tawag sa tsinelas!). Fashion conscious din ako dati, pero budget-freak na ngayon. Nasa isip ko ang future ng buhay ko, buhay mo, at ang Plipinas (baka kasi malapit ng lumubog). Humorous ako! Mahilg ako sa libro. Mas gugustuhin kong magsulat kesa magmake-up. Ibang-ba ako sayo. Iba ka rin sakanila. Unique ako. Proud to be.

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