One hell week down, a million more to go...

Quotable quotes for the week:

"Guddupterrnown."

Yeah, good afternoon too.

Today is Friday. THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY! Only thing though, if there weren't any Fridays, then I suppose there would be one school day less... but anyway...

"An eye for an eye, a toot for a thoot!"

Nope, that's not a typo. It's sounds hilarious when you hear someone say it like that.

"The world is a vampire, cause it sucks."

I agree.

"MALIIIIIII!!!!!"

And that's what we say when we cram. We, the members of group 4, have finished our board game on India's caste system in less than three days, with six mistakes on the board, tired fingers, several lost things, a place that looks like a trash bin and still enough energy to make everything look decent. YEAH! Here's one thing I learned though: Kahit ka-grupo mo ang Anak ni Rizal na si Nika, mas malakas parin ang Cramming kaysa sa powers niya, o sa powers naming pinagsama-sama. We barely made it through. It was a miracle we managed to salvage the thing. Patawad po Ms Brigino. Halatang hindi ako isa sa mga Diligent Students na pinaparinigan mo kanina, haha. Patawad, patawad. Kung hindi lang anim na subjects naming derederetsong ginagawa yang proyekto namin... Basta tenkyu Lord!

"Huwag maniwala sa biased."

Newspaper Drive.

Nagmumukha nang bodega yung classroom namin. Seryoso. Andami din mga papel na nakakalat, sumasakit na ulo ko. And because we were cramming (I can't actually call it that; WE'RE ALL BUSY, DAMMIT! Wala kaming oras!!), we just grabbed whatever resources we chanced upon. Sorry sa mga taong nawalan ng scissors, pandikit, tape, lapis, pambura, bolpen, art paper.... argh, hindi ko na maalala yung listahan! Anyway, back to the newspapers. MELINDA, I LUFF YOU! Dahil na-inspire mo kami lahat na magdala ng dyaryo (yok drama, haha). Mga sako-sako, bundle-bundle, pati yung mga magazines (na gustong- gusto ni Carla, sussss) at mga tabloid na hiningi nila noong ginawa nila yung door--to-door... basta. Ang galing niyo II-5! Kilala na kami ngayon bilang "ang seksyon na may maraming dyaryo".

But seriously though... I think the fact that we challenged the leading section in the whole of highschool (I-4) spurred everybody else (aka all the other batches and sections in highschool) to do what we were doing. Ts, nakakainis. Kami nauna sa door-to-door strategy. Argh... but anyway, sana manalo kami. We've been working so hard for this. Magwawala kami pag hinde...

Lord, kayo na ang bahala.

Backtrack

Hehe. Kawaii, neh? Um, please ignore the fact that I didn't draw the body. I got too lazy to calculate the real position of the arms, since I drew the hands BEFORE I even drew (or attempted to draw) anything that has to do with the body. So there. I just included the neck so at LEAST it's a hint that he has something that supports the hands. Aaaand no, they aren't floating.

Backtrack to the weekend. I haven't posted in quite a while.

Friday

We watched the Eco Songfest in the afternoon. Five schools participated in the event, which was held in the Assumpta. Opinions on their performance is below.

1st Group (Miriam College):

Hm... The introduction seemed overly long and exaggerated to start with. They started out as sleeping fairies and then when they woke up the three groups began to sing some sort of roundabout intro. Something like "Zum-zum, zum-zum, zum-zum..." and another group goes "Lalala, lalala, lalala". And they were singing that with weird stiff actions. It's kinda hard to explain, but it was amusing. It faintly reminded me of Oompa-Loompas in the first movie. Their intro sounded rather peculiar, but Ate Justine told us (who's an Eco Club member and so helped with the organizing) that they were out-of-tune, because she heard them practice before. Kabado siguro.
I can't remember their song so I can't say anything about it. Their costumes... er, could have been improved, if they took off that ridiculous "skirt" that they wore at chest level. Their white pants and white shirt was fine.

2nd Group (Assumption Antipolo):

VERY powerful voices. Clear tones, excellent choreography (!), nice costumes. Oooh, KOMU!!! Ang galing niyo!!! All of us got very excited once we realized that it was our group who was about to perform. Which caused numerous hushed whispers to break out. Of course, put them all together and you're deaf. I was torn between wanting to scream in excitement (I didn't though) and being tempted to slap everyone who was making noise. Oh well. Their performance made shivers go down my spine. It was just so... AMAZING. I'm AWED. I wish I could have a cd of all their performances in the past years, ever since I got to watch the Songfest back in 7th grade.

3rd Group (School of the Holy Spirit):

I liked their performance better than Miriam's, though it was a pity that the mic malfunctioned while the soloist was doing the intro. Must've caused them points. Too bad.

4th Group (Cainta Catholic College):

Ay ito malupet. SONGfest po ito, hindi DANCEfest. They had a painted backdrop of trees and stuff, and the people on stage wore different costumes. They had seven singers down on the orchestra pit, and their musicians used a rock approach.
Okay, first of all, I think they got the wrong idea of the songfest. Secondly their seven singers seemed useless, since I could hear only ONE voice, which belongs to the girl standing before the mike, and on top of that, tunog paos pa. Their rock group was drowning out the song, and the dancers on stage, besides having unextraordinary choreography, made use of their uniform as one of the costumes which should have disqualified them, since they shouldn't wear anything that would identify them to the judges. Thank you for the laughtrip though. Better luck (and everything else) next time.

5th Group (De La Salle Araneta):

I didn't know there was a La Salle Araneta. But their group was pretty good. They had a cool tribal intro (think Lion King opening) with dramatic lighting. They used a violin, which was an excellent addition. Their soloist, a male, had a good voice. And except for the fact that they were doing The Robot at some point, I liked it.

So. On to the results.

Miriam placed third. I wonder why... I still like SHS better. La Salle placed second, which I agree on. (Most people I know share my opinion. We applauded loudly here.) And for the first place, having an astounding average of 95% (!) is... ASSUMPTION ANTIPOLO! At that, all of us leapt to our feet and screamed and cheered. Ah, school pride!!!

That win certainly made my day. Plus I got to borrow Ja's manga, HAHA! The stupid people to which I surrendered my pens (anything that may cause damage to the theatre: vandalism, etc...) lost my friggin things though. Damnit (I have an attachment to my pens. don't ask). I NEED A NEW PEN!!!!! ARGH! Made me furious. I'll get back to that on Monday.

So Ja lent me a Yaoi manga. Nothing lewd. I liked the story, hehe, kahit kabadingan siya. (Wataru, you're such a sissy!!! You behave like a girl...) HAHA, baka maging Jatism convert ako... or is that Paganism? HAHAHA. Ja, magaling kang preacher ng kulto mo a. Hahaha, kidding. Anyway, walang kakupas-kupas yung kwento. Kahit ilang beses ko basahin... haha, ang saya parin. Ja, salamat sa panandaliang aliw.

Ah, reminds me of the good old days, back when most animes I watched had good storylines. It's hard to find that now, which is why I'm losing interest. Reading a manga... hay. I'm still envious of comic artists. I think I'm getting rusty with drawing skills. I just do doodling right now. Hay...

Saturday

Went to the dermatologist at St. Luke's Medical Arts building (my face is getting a pimple attack. boo). It was the first time I've been there... yet. I've seen this before, in a dream. And it was a dream I had as a kid. I remember the wooden walls, exactly that color, and the corridors, just like that, with the benches outside lining it. Amazing. I thought no such place existed. No, it didn't feel like it was deja vu. But the sight greeted me like an old memory. Yup, memory. More like that than a dream. And in the dream I used to have, it was also Mom and I, going to the doctor's. And it was raining too. Galing.

Today (HAPPY BIRTHDAY KUYA BENJI!)

Went to Mass.

I suppose I'll study after this... or maglalaro. I've got a Stat test tomorrow, and then AP on Tuesday. We still haven't got around to doing the project on the Caste System. Which reminds me of another report pending. I need to research, but I don't have an internet card...

I don't feel like spending.

Oh wait. I do. I feel like going out and buying an Orange and Lemons cd. Yeah... that'd be nice. That would be very nice indeed...

Eh!

I TRIED doing Ate Don's avatar a while ago. And the result was... raaaaather not quite what I was thinking. It was easier doodling it during Algeb but really drawing it on the pc is hard. Ate Don doesn't have a cartoony face. I'll still attempt to do one, but here's one thing for sure: while it most probably won't look like her, it'll surely contain her personality (hopefully). Just like the other avatars I've done.

Oh yeah, the fact that I'm doing avatars again means that the pc monitor's fixed already. Woo! I'm listening to Rivermaya (Between the Stars and Waves) right now. Balisong is playing currently. I missed this soooo much.

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http://www.vinegarbook.co.uk/Making_Vinegar.shtml

Must visit for IP.

AKO AY PAGOD

Two reports pending tomorrow, one late.

One test tomorrow.

Visit to special "children" tomorrow.

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LAB WAS DISGUSTING.

Damn you, Lab.

I got Tagged

First time I do one of these things. Thanks to Ate Don for the tag.


TWENTY YEARS AGO...

Twenty years ago, my parents weren't married yet. I was a poofy lump of something floating around in Limbo, waiting for my turn. My sister was a hundred places ahead of me in the line, and I THINK I got to see the stork wrap her up in cloudy diapers and send her off to my parents. That was AFTER they got married, of course.

FIFTEEN YEARS AGO...

I was barely three months old then. I just know I was cute.

TEN YEARS AGO...

I was five years old back then and starting school. I remember being extremely shy, and talking with strange kids terrified me. I also hated singing those excruciatingly long and repetitive number songs. Oh yeah, I hated meditation time too. "Smell the flower, blow the candle..." That's what my teacher would say a gazillion times over and over again. I never discovered the point of it all until I could think on my own. Back then I literally imagined smelling a flower, and puffing out a candle.

Haha, I also remember Mom's rules. Don't drink from the drinking fountain, it's dirty. Don't share any brush, eating utensil, towel or toothbrush with your classmates, that's unsanitary. Don't touch the stair rail, it's teeming with germs. Don't pet the cat, they might bite. Don't touch the baby, you'll infect it. Don't talk to strangers. Never accept anything from them. Eat all of your food, or else. Be polite. Be respectful. Say po and opo. Say please and thank you. Obey your elders. Don't, don't, don't!

What a tiringly long list.

FIVE YEARS AGO...

A strange time, very vague. I dislike being a 10-year old. I seriously think I wasn't very aware of my surroundings and myself, and this is a time when I sort of forgot... everything, I suppose. I feel wonderfully alive when I plan, manipulate (hehe), analyze, persuade and use all of my capabilities, all of which I am perfectly aware of. I love being 15. Good-bye ten-year old self, good-bye, good-bye...

LAST YEAR...

Possibly the best time in my life. I love my freshman year. It was when I realized that jumping on to the bandwagon was like extinguishing your individuality. I need not conform. And I could live my life as I want to, regardless of other people's opinions. I suppose that's why I like myself most, among all the people I've met, and if there's one thing to keep me going, it's vanity. Yes, vanity and vainglory. Hoho.
I detest anything that goes against originality.

Haha, Kuya Nino. Opinionated nga ako.

TODAY

I helped out a bit with Mom's catering. Nagtuhog kami ng hotdog, pagkatapos ay hiniwa yung jelly para sa buko pandan. (Incidentally, Mom made me carve a pig out of a patola last night. It was only after a few tries that I bowed down to the realization that I can NOT carve a vegetable to even save my own life. So much for the mutilated patola. Gulayin na lang daw.) After that we watched Nicole Kidman's The Others. Gawrsh. I'm such a sissy. I can't believe I nearly screamed my head off watching that not-so-scary movie. And in broad daylight too.

I phoned Angel after.

And now I'm obviously typing.

TOMORROW

I will wake up at 8am for Mass (the lateness of which is likely to infuriate Dad again), dress up, and go to Mass. After Mass I'll most probably be playing with Batchi and Leann in the chapel. We're going to our Lola's afterwards and have lunch there. And then I dash off to my piano lessons. And then... I will frantically try to research in order to save my grade from being butchered. Submission of the written report on Health is on Monday. There's an icky Lab experiment pending for Tuesday, as well as a quiz on Algeb. First test for Bio is on Wednesday.

That's so far as I can remember.

FIVE OR TEN YEARS FROM NOW...

Ten years from now I shall be a glorious twnety-five year old (HAHA!). Most probably I'll be working, just like Ate Trixie. That is, of course, assuming that the world leaders haven't declared war on each other. We never know.

AND NOW I TAG...

Hm... anyone who wants to do this. Ate Don has tagged Ate Fay already. Dunno... I'll tag Kuya Luis, but only if he'll deign to do this. But to anyone who wants to, consider yourself tagged!

t3h h3LL!

Thursday sucked. Napaginitan yung mass na ginawa namin. Actually lahat kami. Pero tinuturo yung second year.

What did I feel? Ashamed? A little. Sad? Yeah. Indifferent? A LOT. I couldn't care less, but I wish our principal would get on with the TWENTY-MINUTE SERMON, which I literally zoned out on. And then Mrs. Aguilos didn't even give us the consuelo de bobo, the long recess. Awww. We were indignant upon learning that, to which she replied coldly "Tell me why you deserve it." Ouch. Real ouch.

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WE WANT SISTER CARLA BACK!!! IBALIK! IBALIK! Haha, kilos-protesta na tayo, Shei.

Our CLE teacher extended the sermon. I thought I could've died of boredom. Lupet mehn. Excruciating. Babagsak na ulo ko sa antok.

Enywei.

Friday. All the officers had to miss the Highschool Assembly in order to have a meeting with the parent reps in accordance with the thing we were launching. I can't remember anything properly (cause I think I spaced out... *I THINK*) so I can't really explain. But they had the idea of uniting our batch by giving it a name, a motto and values that we want to uphold. Something of a trademark, an image of our batch that we want the school to remember once we graduate. It's not a bad idea. I like the idea of merchandise. HAHA. Shirts, caps, etc... But a logo and a motto has to be accomplished first. We did the voting for both a while ago. I was forced to submit one because Ms. Molave made us do one in Homeroom. Poo.

Eep. Tumitindig balahibo ko tuwing nakikita ko yung ginawa kong nakapaskil dun sa pader. And my classmates kept coming up to me and going like "Uy! Kita ko gawa mo. Distinct ng handwriting mo e." To which I'd cringe. Dear God. Please don't remind me of the shame. Curses on my very distinct handwriting.

Ina visited today. Yay. I miss my former classmate. Oh well.

Sher was singing that song that goes "Doncha wish your girlfriend was hot like meh!" nang paulit-ulit. LSS nanaman toh... Ugh. I suppose better than last time. Last time it was Zarah's "Nibble on my nipple" jingle (complete with actions). Distuuuurbing.

Must listen to other songs.

We got out Debate Manuals today. Helpful stuff. Haha, when they said they'd photocopy the original copy, I didn't think even the last page was included. Well what do you know. It was the whole thing, down to Leloy's smiling face at the back. (Had to go WTH?! when I saw that, haha)
It was Carissa's turn to do some practice debating. She was the Opposition Whip. I think their topic was an easier one (compared to ours): THBT: We should make the first contact. An open motion. Unfortunately, the Government pulled a fast one on them and defined it as us making the first effort in contacting aliens in outer space. Wooh. Hirap. I didn't see that coming. I'm just glad I was the one WATCHING, instead of doing it. Scary mehn. Just scary.

The 98th post

My classmate bought a Disney paperdoll from the fair, drew our uniform, and clothed the paperdoll with it. ALIW!!! I wanted a paperdoll afterwards too, but the fair ended yesterday, which sucks. Awww! Somebody buy me a paperdoll!!! The pretty one, please. So I can try my fashionable artsy skillz on it.

There's also this type of doll I found out about through a post in a forum. Check it out at www.eluts.com . They're "Luts" Dolls, though I have no idea why they're named like that. The name isn't very pleasant on the tongue. I mean, I have trouble pronouncing it straight. Just purdy little things.

Oooh man... What is it with dolls these days?

My Hate List

Things (or anything else) I hate:

-Liars
-The vain
-The arrogant
-The braggy
-The insensitively dense
-The vulgarly rude
-The flirty
-The stupid know-it-alls
-The preachy self-righteous hypocrites (-_- sp?)
-People who lack the respect and decenty for people and everything else
-People who break their promises
-People who waste my time
-People dumb enough to treat me like a kid
-Groups of overly-giggly girls before and after a soiree (no one in particular)
-Society's stupid, stuck-up formalities
-Piracy
-Ang mga papansin (there are just some things that sound better in Filipino)
-Stupid, cheesy quotes that all sound the same

Amazing what anger does. I've been wanting to do this for a long time, just to make it "official". Aimed at no one in particular (REALLY) and not really something that I'd follow to the letter... unless you annoy me. Then I'd write you here.

Oh wait, I have to add something:

-Bon

Leche. Wag ka na tumawag. Isang beses maghanda ka sakin. Interview kita.