432 hours, 1221minutes
Sunday, December 06, 2009 finished blabbering 2:57 AM
GGGGGGGGaaaaaaaHHHHhhhh!
Well, actually I’m not scared, I’d just like to pretend that I am because I think people expect people to be scared when they’re about to say goodbye to their dizzy, whirlwind-y teenage life. Not that my teenage life was full of “I-kissed-a-girl-and-I-liked-it” drama, nor getting stuck in the bathroom with the hottest guy I could ever hope for, or even the one where everyone’s-against-me-and-nobody-loves-me-in-this-dog-eat-whatever’s-left-under-the-table kind of world.
My life’s pretty much like everyone else, just of a different variety. Haha! So much like everyone else that it’s almost boring. Boring to the point that I’m glad I am the coolest person I’d like to believe I am. So cool that it actually hurts.
I would not say that the past 2536 days (I actually computed it via a handy notebook and pen!) of my life had been very much crazy colorful. Well I like colorful, and I’d dare say I’m crazy in my own crazy Rejoice way and I do have crazzzy than crazier friends, but teenage life? Nope. I’d been the good little girl that everyone knows me for, for the last couple of years. (Booming thunder rolls)
O-kay.
I partied some? Tried doing cartwheels without breaking my arms. Sang karaoke. Hookah Shisha-ed, or shisha hooka-ed? (Tsk!) Danced lots! Danced with a stranger. Laughed my life out that tears were rolling on my face and I swear I thought I was turning blue. Drank alcohol (Yes. Ethanol! Durrr.). Slept on a bed beside a person of the opposite sex not related to me by blood. Had baths with girls. Hahahahahahaha! Painted my nails green and pink and blue and starry orange. Cried myself to sleep because of a boy. Aww. Induced myself to cafeineted nights for school work. Cursed groupmates. Continuously thanked God for his greaaat, greaaaaat, GREEAAAAAATTTTTT love for an unworthy person like me. Loved my siblings. Skipped (a loooooot) of classes! Hospitalized 3 times? Uno-ed a subject. Cyberstalked college crushes. Hahahaahahaha! Realized that choosing over the love for family and family is just plain unfair, not just for a 15 year old but for everyone, in the harshest way possible for a 15 year old birthday girl. Wished every time I saw a White Starex (Not kidding @.@ I seriously don’t know why I did this before!). Got addicted to PvZ. Spent half the years of my teenage life pinning after the “ideal” boy turned guy? Turned man? who didn’t get to realize how wonderful I was (or not yet. Haha.) Absolutely crazy love my crazy friends who made my crazy life even crazier.
So there, well, just so you know, some of the things I wrote were not exactly that flipping exciting, the writing just made it look like that. Well, whatever. You see, I think that what I went through was not as overly stereotypically normal teenage life could get. But I did get to have a teenage life that I’m most grateful for.
I don’t aim to have the coolest, the most scandalous, or the ridiculously out-of-the-box, brain-shattering teenage life that others like and have. I can’t even say that I’d live my teenage life the fullest up to last wringed out droplets of it, because I know that I didn’t. I’m not as angsty cool as I wanted to be. I’m not funky, hippie, artsy fartsy as I idealized myself to be. I did not spend my teenage years as my 8 year-old self pictured a cool version of me saving-the-world, doing everything I want because I am a teenager, 12 years back.
I had no regrets. Cheesy and so cliched it may sound but, seriously, yeah.
I still wake up each day, and pray that I still do for the next couple of years :)), with an over-snoozed alarm, flecks of muta in my eyes, three pillows scattered all over the cushion, and a smile in my lips thinking that I am very blessed to live another day.
Blessed that no matter how sleepy boring my life is, I’ve got my crazy friends, crazy family, crazy self and goody crazy God who loves me.
For the last *gasp* couple of hours, I’ll be counting by the hours because it seems as if I still have a long time instead of counting by days, before I turn 20 and officially hurtle into the 3rd decade of my life, I’d like to try and compartmentalize my life and let you take a peek. Well. Yeah. It might get pretty boring but I’ll still be writing so boohoo for you.
I’d like to make FULL use, and deviate from my usual lazy procrastinator being that I am, of the time before I leave my teenage life. It’s not as if I’d write everyday. It’s just that I’d get to do two things I love most: writing, and talking about myself. KIDDING! But I will write and talk about myself.
Look back. Look ahead. Let you and let myself catch a glimpse of me. It’s a bit idiotic, time-consuming, and just CHEESY. But hey! I like it, and I know I’d get to laugh at it when I become 50 years old. NO.
I’d get to appreciate life even more with this idea me thinks. :)
432 hours, 1221minutes left. (It does sound long, doesn’t it? Haha!)
About a boy.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009 finished blabbering 8:39 PM
Two years back, I had a crush. This crush had a cousin.
Two years back, I had an exam. I didn't take the exam, um, because of a serious illness called katamaran.
Two years back, the professor was too kind and gave me a second chance.
Seems like the cousin also had a chance.
We were supposed to meet in the professor's office at said date and time.
I blew it off, again.
I went to class, the professor asked why I didn't come. She told me the cousin was looking for me.
I told her, there was an emergency (which is for real, really!).
It made me smile. Not that I wasn't able to take the exam, but well because
You see, cousin was also cute. Not that cute as crush, but definitely cute.
The class ended.
The sem ended.
All I know was his name, and his course. Hahaha!
1 and a half years ago, I kept seeing him around.
Almost bumping into while him going into class.
Usually passing him in corridors.
Always seeing him while waiting for my next class.
Maybe because I knew his face already.
Or maybe because I found out that he's ***, which is a major plus.
Or maybe just because it's him. And it REALLY doesn't hurt that he's cute.
In short, he grew into me.
His stupid, annoying smirks. Yeah, I know, it's not directed at me.
His curly hair (at that time).
His unmistakable bamboo-ish thinness.
His dugyot outfits! SERIOUSLY.
His all over bad-boyish aura.
TOTALLY not my type.
But then again,
It's a breath of fresh air from 3 years of that stupid goody shoes boy that I also knew.
MOVING ON.
I realized I liked cousin.
He doesn't smoke. Lol.
Liked him enough to "almost" join an org in hopes of becoming his orgmate. Which, by the way, is really stupid since I was not sure if he's a member or not. Haha!
Well.
1 year ago,
I just see him once.
Literally once for that sem.
The crush faded.
I thought he left school.
4 months ago, I saw him.
He's cute.
He's more emo looking than ever.
His big umbrella just looks plain ridiculous.
And he really is just and still cute for words.
An hour ago,
I listened to his cover songs.
Never knew he'd be able to sing like this. Hahahaha.
Looks like I'm throwing the violin in exchange for a guitar. (Sorry. Sort of semi-myself-inside joke.)
His voice made me melt.
For the past hour I'd been giggling.
Smiling stupidly.
Sighing dreamily.
Repeating 5 short songs for like _ times already.
And I'm still smiling and giggling and sighing.
All because of that stupid exam.
Pshh.
And his voice.
Now I'm seriously regretting.
And knowing me, I DON'T, I repeat, I DON'T ever regret not missing any exam.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Yes, maybe I did sound a little freaky, and obsessed ? No.
Hahaha.
But feeling giggly and smiley like a teenager (hey I'm still 19 ^.~).
Okay like a 12 year-old.
Well.
It's a good feeling.
Hahahahahaha.
Such high school kilig memories.
I miss it.
For the most adorable and lovable Panget on Earth,
Sunday, August 23, 2009 finished blabbering 9:06 PM
Hindi ka man kasing hot gaya ni Sisig,
Hindi ka man kasing tangkad gaya ni Person,
Hindi ka man kasing toot gaya ni Zwei,
Hindi ka man kasing ____ gaya ni Gu Jun Pyo,
Hindi ka man kasing kuya gaya ni Older being,
Hindi ka man kasing GC ni Voldie,
Hindi ka man kasing panalo sa punchlines gaya ni Dumdeedum,
Hindi ka man kasing, kasing, *insert adjective here* gaya ni *insert whoever/whatever here*,
Hindi ka man akin,
Ching! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
Alam kong ikaw ang MAN para sa akin.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW.
I know that this is so retarded and belated. Sana napatawa kita. Belated na nga eh. Hahaha.
Pahabol na isang masigabong Happy Birthday Panget. Wala man ako dun, makakaasa kang sa bawat pagbuo ko ng hand gestures during practice sa handmime, kumakanta ako ng Happy Birthday Song sa isip ko kasabay ng pagtugtog ng Thank You by Katinas sa background.
Madaming pang birthdays na dadating na pwede akong makabawi. :)
Adorable ka. I swear. But Panget pa rin nonetheless. Hahaha. Siguro after 10 years mo na lang malalaman. Just believe me. Hahahahahahaha. May logic 'yun. Haha. At least in my mind. At para mabawasan ang ka-feeling-an mo. Lol.
Pag natuloy sa tuesday. Eh di natuloy. 'Nuff said.
I'm sure, alam na 'yun ni Lord. :D
Just when I thought my bag is waterproof...
Thursday, July 16, 2009 finished blabbering 1:02 PM
HINDI PALA. >(
Five ? Days.
Tuesday, June 02, 2009 finished blabbering 7:18 PM
Friday.
MOA with Ate Sweetie-Rein-Dear, Ate Aiz at pahabol si Kuya H. :)
Panalo moments:
Ang madaming firsts, SKYPE at ISLAND COVE ni Ate Larein.
CHARLIE CHAN CHICKEN PASTA ni Ate Aiz, I'll never look at you the same way ever again.
Careless Whisper ni Kuya H!! Panalo!!! 100!! Aat. Ang left turn at kanan na sagot niya kung dire-deretso na ba.
Junior Domondon moment ko. >.< Nakakahiya.
Bus Ride. WEH.
Saturday.
Ang day-out ng SS Teachers na naging day-in na lang. Nag-ecopark para kumain ng baked mac ni Tita Otie. At umuwi sa bahay nila dahil ang LAKAS.NG.ULAN. Thank you Lord for the rain! Whee.
Mas masaya. :D
And Ate Anne, for the shirt. I loves it. My peyborits.Yellow na, stars pa! Yey!!. :D
I. Fail. Pinoy. Henyo.
"Jose P. Rizal??" "Pwede! OO!"
"Jose Protacio Rizal?!" "OO."|hand gestures|
"JOSE?!" "MANG JOSE?!!!!" "KUYA JOSE?!!!" "JOSE BURGOS??!!!!"
Aaand. The answer is: JOSE RIZAL. Bang.
Sunday.
Joint Fellowship. Super migraine day. Dumiretso sa SM North Annex. :(
Na-miss ko high school. :(
Pauwi na kami biglang nakita ko si..
"EERRRIIICCCKKKKAAA JJJAAANNNEEE!!!"
Sumagot siya ng
"OOOOHHH MMMYYYY GGOOOSSSSHHH!!!!"
Hindi ko alam na super scandalo pala ang nangyari sa lakas ng greeting. Sorry naman, akala ko nasa UP lang ako (commercial: waves to Gian, "FFFRRRIIIEEENNNDDD!!!). :|
Ngayon pag gusto nila ako pagtawanan sa bahay sumisigaw sila ng Ericka Jane at Oh my gosh. Bleh.
Monday.
Ownow. Flu.? Wag ka matuloy. Owpleaseno.
Tuesday.
Ang almost two years delayed DATE WITH CHERITH! :D
Last super bonding ay bago mag-college. Grabe. :)
Mabuhay.
Hahahahahahahaha.
"..talino at kalooban..."
Hahahaha.
'Nuff said.
WEDNESDAY.
ENROLLMENT. NA.
Rain, rain go away.
Pero love ako ng CRS ngayon. 18 units ako!!! :P
Pero kelangan ko pa ng MST. :)
Pero pag tinamad at na-excite ako,
Magbabayad na ako. :D
Keep Off The Grass
Monday, May 18, 2009 finished blabbering 12:13 PM
Pang-top 3 sign na walang nilalang sa earth na nagmamahal sa'yo sabi sa Morning Rush kanina ay kapag daw namatay ka tapos nakasulat sa lapida mo ay, "KEEP OFF THE GRASS".
Hahahaha. Natawa lang ako ng bongga.
~
Kanina sa DVBS, yung isang student namatay yung lola kagabi. Nagulat nga ako nung dumating siya kanina sa church. Yung bata, hindi yung lola. Ako pa naman yung unang teacher na nakasalubong niya.
Gusto kong tanungin kung okay lang ba siya pero hindi ko na natanong kasi alam kong hindi. Ayaw ko din kasi na makita siya biglang umiyak. Kasi naiiyak din ako pag ganon. :'(
Kaya naman major fail lang ako nung ang nasabi ko lang sa kanya ay, "Andun na si Bryan sa loob". :(
Hindi nakakatawa.
~
Pag-uwi nag-check ako ng CRS, wala pa din yung grade ko sa 120. Super fail na talaga yung prof ko doon. Yung prof. HINDI AKO.
Mas hindi nakakatawa.
~
Kelangan ko na gumawa ng visuals para sa lesson tomorrow. Tinatamad ako.
Sabi pa ni Jeci kanina, "Ate, galingan mo bukas. Super effort si ate Janna kanina."
(Naks! Congrats Anak! :D)
Hindi ako artistic. Bleh.
Favorite Sunday School story ko pa naman yung i-di-discuss ko bukas. Kasi nung primary ako noon, hahahahaha, ang ganda nung visuals na ginamit nung teacher namin doon. Hmm. Sana magawa ko din. Hahahahahahaha. Para may isang bata na pag laki niya, matuwa din siya sa pagiging SS teacher. :D
Nakakatawa na nakakatamad.
~
Um. Maigsi na buhok ko ngayon. Naninibago ako kasi Grade 6 pa ata last ganito kaigsi buhok ko?
Nung friday kasi may kasal. Tapos sabi ni Ma magpagupit ako ng konti. Ang sabi ko sige, papabawasan ko yung bangs ko, tapos mga 2 inches sa buhok.
Shinampuhan ako. Tinanong kung gusto ko ba daw magpa-igsi. Sabi ko ayaw ko, kasi natatakot ako. Pag maigsi na kasi siya matagal na humaba ulit. Tumawa yung nagtanong.
Dumating yung nag-gu-gupit. Tinanong kung anong gupit ko. Sabi ko hanggang dito po. Sabi niya okay.
Tapos narining ko sabi niya, "Bye-bye hair". Tumawa ako.
Binasa ko yung magazine. Pagtingin ko sa salamin, maigsi na buhok ko.
"Bye-bye long hair." Hindi naman panget, maigsi lang. ?
Natawa si Jeci nung nakita ako.
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Natapos na yung swimming lesson nung thursday.
10 meeetings na 6-7pm. Nag-absent kami ng isang meeting. :P
May classmate kami na trans. :) Hindi niya ata alam na alam namin. :)
Nakakatawa kasi mas maganda pa siya sa akin. Haha!
~
Ang others ni Dad. nag-mi-miss call siya ngayon. Eh nasa baba siya. Sumigaw ako ng, "Daaad!"
Tumawa siya.
Natawa ako kasi hindi si8nasadya na sumakto yung ginawa niya sa "theme" kuno ng blogpost ko. Lol.
I think I'm in llluuurrrvveee
Friday, May 15, 2009 finished blabbering 3:11 AM
I was able to get two last minute tickets for David Achuleta's live studio appearance on Sis. Haha! And syempre kahit sa Sis pa siya, go lang ako. Haha. With Jeci, pumunta kami kahapon.
And tadaaa. We got to see him for an hour much closer than any Gold tickets can in a concert. Hahahaha.
I remember staying up late, watching and downloading every video clip he has on the net when he got in the Top12 last season. Kaya naman super starstruck talaga ako. Hahaha.
Hindi na nga lang kami nakaka-pag-pa piture with him, kasi ang daming tao na after na mag-pa-pa-autograph and such.
Basta.
MASAYA. NA. AKO. :)
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Sorry sa fans ni David Cook. Kay Archuleta talaga heart ko. :P
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