Nucking futs -- ELITISTA MODE!!!

Alright, I know I said I won't be writing here anymore but...

Dammit! This blogsite should only be for people WHO CAN WRITE! Ah, the feeling of reading something... totally unreadable.

Excruciating.

That's the feeling that you get listening to all those beauty pageant contestants. You're like, oooh, they're pretty, and the moment they open their mouths, BANG! So not pretty. All those cliches, wrong grammer (oh, sorry, gramMAR), mispronunciation and everything else.

It's an insult to all the Linguistically Intelligent people! Such as myself.

Well then, this last post is dedicated to the people who uphold the name of Intelligent Language. I salute you. You should do the thing some justice!

Maybe it ends here

I'm going to stop blogging from here on until whenever. I've been missing my diary a lot, and reading it again makes me think of the better times when I didn't have to worry about the consequences of what I was writing.

It feels freer there, so I'm going back, after two months of blogging. I don't mind a tired hand.

I need time alone.


So long guys.

Kabaliwan at 6:50pm

Katari : um, postal code?

Katari : ewan

PJ : anong nangyari sau?

Katari : ah... sickness lang ng pc

Katari : kelangan nang ipadoktor toh...

PJ : ahh ganun... anng klaseng sickness un???

PJ : haha.. ahhh ganun.. haha

Katari : hahaha

Katari : virus ang tawag dyan!

PJ : ahhh! haha... malalang virus ba?

Katari : oo!!!!

Katari : ayaw niya sa mga tao... kya namamatay ung YM kpag may nag-IM sakn

PJ : pag sa tao... sars?

Katari : OO!

Katari : TAMA!

PJ : ahhh ganun..... psychological problem pala yan...

Katari : tumatalino ka nanaman a!

PJ : yehey! nadagan na ung iq ko ng 1%!

PJ : *nadagdagan

PJ : malapit ko na maabot ang below average! yehey!

Katari : woohoo!

Katari : celebrate tau!

PJ : ye!!!

Katari : hahahahaha

Katari : hi daw sabi ni ate

PJ : hahaha

PJ : hello

Katari : hehe

PJ : hehe

Katari :

PJ : haha! nasabi ko na ba sau... psychologist ako ng pc...

Katari : oooh

Katari : bagong job!

Katari : anggaling! da first in your profession!

PJ : ye!

Katari : kala ko panaman magiging songer ka, kc may banda ka

Katari : un pla... psycho ng pc!

PJ : ahhhh... pwede nmng pagsabayin ang micer at pscologer ah... hehe

Katari : ah... gud point! gud point!

Katari : so ano... anong diagnosis mo sa pc namin?

PJ : mmm...hypothesize ko muna... i think ur pc... is in the st8t of "lack of publicity"....

PJ : u know that kind of sickness? hehe

PJ : that is my sickness....!

Katari : ngye!

Katari : bka sayo nanggaling ung impeksyon na toh!

PJ : haha

PJ : pero ang sakit na yan... nakukuha yan pag naka encounter ng gwapo... hehe

Katari : ay

Katari : d yata ako bilib dun...

PJ : mahirap bng paniwalaan?

Katari : oo... may lisensya ka ba sa psychology ng pc???

PJ : well u huv to accpet the truth

Katari : bka japeyk ka ha...

Katari : yabang

PJ : do i look lyk japeyk???? japyk!!! da's an insult!

Katari : oh. sorry po

PJ : japeyk is not even present in my name!!!!

Katari : sorry dok

Katari :

Katari :

PJ :

Katari : japeyk mayt nat be in your name, but gwapo is also nat in your name!

Katari : HAH!

PJ : well maybe my name is too pure to hiv gwapo in it< yabang > handsome is close to my name...

PJ : or maybi pogi

Katari : pogi?

Katari : PoJi ata

PJ : P-ogi
A
U
L

Katari : YABANG

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So yan ung kabaliwan namin ni PJ. May emoticons pa yan, kaso NA sa Blogger e

What the?!

Argh!

I have to fix the Graveyard Shift. Excited pa naman akong mag-post. Boo...

Wala lang

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

Sleep doesn't always bring peace

I just came from a nightmare...

*shivers*

I'm putting up my Dreamcatcher later...

On a Monday

All thoughts are escaping from my head. I can't seem to write nowadays. I guess I should just narrate significant events that are happening, but I'm feeling rather lazy to put them in order.

I'll try...

We watched Star Wars yesterday. I wish the schedule wasn't as tight. Stupid delay. It all started with the Mass, which was supposed to start at 8:30am. Guess what? The priest went to Iloilo. And the person who was supposed to inform us didn't. Boo hoo. I wish I could slap him/her.

Rivermaya's ringing in my ears, so I guess I'm not exactly focused. Hehe.

I'm trying to finish a drawing of Megara. I wanted to do her hair, and so far, I guess that's the only identifying feature. I did a chibi of her in my own style, but I think I overblew the head. Oops. And she has a LOT of hair. Shading, shading. I wanted to give her seductive lips, cause she is Meg, afterall. Haha, the attempt made her look like a bird. I'm thinking of a parrot... or a canary. Hahaha.

It doesn't hurt to try. Besides, I had the feeling that I just HAD to draw something from Hercules. Para ma-vent. I've watched the second cd of Hercules for the umpteenth time. Haaaay, Batchi...

Piano went smoothly except for Chopin. Drat that. It's not hard, it's just confusing. I can put one part after another, and you won't even notice. Which is the hard part. I have to keep everything in order!!! Teacher took away the score (cause she asked me to memorize it) and my gawd! Talagang sorry nalang. Hahahaha.

I heard and watched Rooster being interviewed on 93.1 and on Wazzup Wazzup. Small consolation, but a consolation nonetheless. At least... Promise ko to sa sarili ko, bibili ako ng ablbum nila.

Dino just went offline about thirty minutes ago. Dapat talaga hindi toh makita ng ibang tao!! At least the people who I least want to know. I really need a secret blog... Hmmm...

The Graveyard Shift is up, though I haven't posted anything yet. If you'll look in my profile, there'll be two there. An accident. I wasn't able to fix it a while ago since the electricity went out right after. I couldn't check, so I've made two blogs. And no, this isn't my secret blog. DOI. I won't go around advertising it if it was secret, right? It has another purpose.

So there. That's my Monday (with a bit of Sunday's irritation).

Toodle-o

Pretty accurate, I think

Your Dominant Thinking Style:

Modifying Super logical and rational, you consider every fact available to you. You don't make rash decisions and are rarely moved by emotion. You prefer what's known and proven - to the new and untested. You tend to ground those around you and add stability.

Your Secondary Thinking Style:

Visioning You are very insightful and tend to make decisions based on your insights. You focus on how things should be - even if you haven't worked out the details. An idealist, thinking of the future helps you guide your path. You tend to give others long-term direction and momentum.

What's Your Thinking Style?

*sigh*

Geez, does anything WORK around here?!

I can't create another blog 'cause Netscape's displaying the website all wrong.

Phooey.

Ugh.

I'm sick.


Can you believe that?!? Of all the times to be sick!!! May lakad ako bukas, tapos hindi pa pasukan! Sayang! Nakalibre sana ako ng free day kapag pasukan. Tsk. Bakit ba hindi pwedeng pinaplano yung mga beses na magkakasakit ka sa isang taon? Para ma-maximize naman.

Hay naku.

Hafta go. I'm already sneezing my nose off. I'll be putting up my new blog after posting this, though I won't be writing just yet.

Oh yeah, if this post looks weird, it's because I'm using Netscape right now (blast it!). There's something wrong in the modem in the other pc, so Dad took it somewhere for repair. Finally. Sana isunod niya tong pc na to.

Belated 3rd month blog anniv

Tut tut. I've missed my anniversary! Though no special stuff to celebrate, cause I might get myself into trouble again.

Er... so now what? I can't remember what I was supposed to type. I'm just happy to be typing here again. I've missed my bloggie, though my last post was actually just last week.

I just came from the mall, taking advantage of the last day of the sale. I got really dressy... haha, yeah, weird. I usually just throw a shirt on and stuff. Today was a lot different though. I had accessories, a handbag and was wearing sandals! What is the world coming to?! Most of the time I never even bother to think about those, let alone actually wear them. We got quite a lot of stares, the three of us. We were dressier than most people!!! Where are the kikay ones when you need them for cover?!? Anyway, I saw Eugene in the mall. Eugene is a girl, and an acquaintance, for your info. She was the next one in line in the fitting room at Bayo. Nice kid, haha. She's my batchmate, actually.

Anyway, I have to go wash the dishes and give mom a massage. Drat. Bye bye bloggie. You'll be having a sister soon, if all goes well. Haha, of course I'm talking about another blog, though this one is specifically for my dreams. A dream-blog. It's going to be quite interesting, I think. I just wish I thought of this sooner. I hope the Sandman has more cool dreams in store. I'm going to need them.

Off to the kitchen I go!

And so...

My creative literary juices aren't flowing. I think everything got lodged in the fine arts section of my brain, where I bet a waterfall is happening right now. Even my math skills aren't up to par. Remember the drawings two posts ago? Everything I drew was actually 6, not 5. Stupidy-oopidy. And then there's the issue of mood swings. I've been pretty moody lately, so much so that it has actually penetrated my consciousness. I hate doing chores. Will not do it, will compromise, will complain, will wail, will make somebody else do it and then, will settle down comfortably and enjoy the ride. Sama ko no? I don't know how I do it, but I sort of manage to sneak around my chores... though I'm trying to do my part because I'm already feeling guilty. As long as I'm not sticky with sweat, I'm okay with it. Other than that, well... please let me have the fan. And oh, a nice cold glass of water too.

I wonder what's wrong with me. Just thinking out loud. I've been very irritable this week, starting with that hell-hole of a camp. Or maybe it's just because I had my period from the second day onwards. It's not exactly comfortable to be climbing up and rapelling down, while feeling the steady drip, with the knowledge that you don't have anything on. Didn't get my shorts bloody, thank goodness, though I did leave blood spots on the mat. Oops. Sorry EartHaven people.

I don't feel like talking about my camping trip, so I'll just leave it at that. As for today, it being mother's day, we went to see our lola. Our other cousins were there too, and it was quite fun, as we haven't seen them in quite a while. I played the piano for Lola. Kuya David and Kuya Patrick played the violin. I had to suck in my cheeks to keep myself from laughing at Kuya Patrick. The violin sounded like a moaning animal. The need for practice very obvious, Tita Baby immediately went about the task of making practice schedules for each of her kids. It went somewhat like this:

Kuya Patrick: violin 7am-8am
Kuya David: violin 8am-8:30
flute 8:30-9am
piano 9am-9:30

Horror and disbelief clouded Kuya David's face when he heard that. Poor guy. Teh heh. I'll be polishing up my piano skills for Tito Boy's arrival. And then maybe next summer, I can teach little kids as a summer job thing. All I have to do is do what Teacher did when I was just starting out. It seems easy, but I've been thinking it over, and it's actually a very daunting task. I'm not sure if parents would trust their kids to learn from a teenager, and a 16-year old at that. Oh well. Next summer panaman e. Plenty of time.

Walang magawa

Let me ask you this: What is the sound of one hand clapping?

Ah, the wisdom of status messages. Got that from Zarah. Smart girl.


I sketched about 5 drawings today, and I count 4 of them successful, and the last one a complete dud. I must've run out of my stocked talent. Oh well. I can usually go on up to three decent sketches only. I achieved 4 today. Yay!

Dreams again

It's so nice remembering my dreams. I get to ponder the weirdness. Haha...

I'll cut the details and just give you the main gist of it. Um, just link together the following words: School. Departure Time. Different Carpool. Angelo's little sister. Very bubbly. Car door. Would not close. Closed it. End.

Yeah, I'll leave the story to your imagination. As for the meaning of it, I think I miss school. My comfortable routine, the stress, the cramming. Truth to tell, it's not much hard work. I just hate it when there's something big coming up, like an oral defense. Other than that, it's a breeze. For Angelo's little sister... I don't think I have any idea what that means.... hmm... That I like kids? Well, yes, certainly, but not usually her kind. Ubod ng kulit eh (parang yung virus sa pc). It borders on the annoying.

Mraowr. Enough of that.

I cooked sardines today for lunch! Still remember the procedure... let's see... saute, put sardines, boil, add calamansi and serve. Voila! And then we cooked experimental spaghetti for dinner. Why experimental? Kung anu-ano na kasi yung nilalagay namin e. We put in a bit of Worschtershire (spelling?) sauce and then a bit of wine. Dapat brandy, e wala e. Too bad. Mom's spaghetti tastes good with brandy. So anyway, now we're full.

Dino just texted me to thank me for the link. *dances* I NEED TO BUY LOAD!!! Haha, Priority Shift!!!

This life sucks

This is pathetic.

What is there to live for anyway? ... But then again, what would be good enough to die for? I try to contemplate the meaning of my pitiful existence. And it's sad. Because I'm feeling sad.

Feeling slightly suicidal. Just kiddding.

That's stupid.

Cause that's gonna make more trouble for me. I don't think I want to mess with Heaven, Hell and Purgatory all at the same time. I just want one solid destination... one solid and happy destination. Preferrably Heaven.

Where is happiness? What is happiness?

Don't answer that.

I'm not even sure if I should be thinking about these things at my age. Life's too short... yes, even I have to use those cliche phrases sometimes. Haaay, if that's so, what's the point in buying original cds for instance? But then, there's no point in hoarding money once you're dead, right?

This is depressing. Haruki Murakami must be rubbing off on me again... as well as my siblings' giddiness. I just tend to go opposite of whatever's around me. And there you have it. My mood.

Bow.

Exit.