December 2011
2 posts
memories of presents and birthdays. since...
When my brother was 16, we, as a family, collectively forgot his birthday. Not for fun, not even as an intentional practical joke. We forgot for real. With a z. Forrealz. (Well that was gay.)
I actually didn’t mean to forget a few days prior, I was looking forward to his middle of the year celebration since it meant cake. And believe me, I liked cake. But on that very eve of his birthday, I...
let us remove the dust and cobwebs and paint the...
Because I’d like to start writing again.
:)
“I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year.”
– Charles Dickens.
home.
It’s good to be back. For a month!
November 2010
10 posts
and add to that:
Nov. 24 schedule.
Dad flight sked: 9AM Mum flight sked: 11AM
Weeeewooo. How awesome is that? My entire family is willing to give up everything to attend my special day.
I think I’m soaring with happiness!
baccalaureate mass and the end of college as we...
I didn’t prepare at all. While everyone was in make up, all I had on was my usual dark wine lipstick and messy hair. I really didn’t like the sleeves of the blouse we had made especially for this occasion, but as we stood, it looked pretty sweet on all 16 of us girls, and that we weren’t the only ones who looked too fancy-slash-retarded.
The rehearsal was my favourite part,...
“And the most embarrassing one is that, I had no idea you guys call a condom...”
– Emma Watson, on Dave Letterman, 11/15/2010.
I’ve done this more times that I can count even when I’ve tried making myself practice saying eraser instead of rubber, but it’s as second nature as breathing. That’s another mistake I make what with my british english background....
UPLB later.
I am still not asleep and in 6 hours I am heading to UP Los Banos to apartment hunt with future roomies, this is for board exams, people. I must review. Hrhrhhr.
Pics or it didn’t happen! Hahaha! Will update moar. Moar is moar!! HAHAAH!
I miss you Van. Where the hell are you?
survey majig.
1. Have you ever had a song written about you? No, but I’ve been song titled (Deftones - Kimdracula) and briefly mentioned (Nickelback - Photograph). Apparently I was his first kiss and I’ve had a coupla bebies. Sweet cheeses. 2. What song makes you cry? Staind - Excess Baggage. I featured it in the past, click on my audio posts to give it a listen. 3. What song makes you happy? Say...
epic recipe win.
Chocolate Chip Cookies Ingredients:
532.35 cm3 gluten
4.9 cm3 NaHCO3
4.9 cm3 refined halite
236 cm3 partially hydrogenated tallow triglyceride
177.45 cm3 crystalline C12H22O11
177.45 cm3 unrefined C12H22O11
4.9 cm3 methyl ether of protocatechuic aldehyde
Two calcium carbonate-encapsulated avian albumen-coated protein ovoids
473.2 cm3 theobroma cacao
236 cm3 de-encapsulated legume meats...
October 2010
41 posts
promised myself, will do.
I forgot my promise to myself, that when I graduate, I’m getting 2 more piercings. So I am! It would’ve been so fab if I timed it back on 10/10/10 so it’s funny, but it doesn’t matter.
WHOO TRAGUS AND HELICAL PIERCING! Hells yea!
dress buying is tedious.
If you were to spot me in a mall, trying to find a decent skirt and top combination or a dress that I don’t hate, you will hear me mutter obscenities under my breath. Good grief, this thing is hideous. Why would anyone wear this? A sack of potatoes would look better than this. Things like that. Hahahah.
So I will soon be off to scour the metro’s many malls to find something...
“He’s murdering that song.”
– James Binalla, on some random guy singing on a Karaoke thing we passed by in the mall, said with dripping disdain. LULZ.
JAMES, YOU ARE NOW FEMOUZZE. Thank me later.
How I Met Your Mother
Guy1: Pare, did you watch how i met your mother last night?
Guy2: Huh? Kailan kagabi?
Guy1: Oo, dude. Ano?
Guy2: Hindi kita nakita sa bahay ko kagabi, kailan mo nakilala?
Guy1: Huh?
(awkward silence)
Guy1: The fuck, pare... show yun. di ko kilala nanay mo.
HIM - Please Don’t Let It Go From the...
finally.
Finally. :)
“But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t...”
– Marilyn Monroe.
New favourite.
Train - Breakfast in Bed
This song is so...
pride.
Seven great things about myself.
I am a healer. I finally found the word for it, and it took a book to tell me that much about myself. It’s what a textbook describes a person with my passion and talents. To make things grow. Nourish. Nurture. Compassion. Sincerity.
In high school, a friend of mine told me how someday I’d make a great mother. I took that sincere compliment as a...
another challenge, but shorter this time.
Day 1 - Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2 - Envy. Seven things you lack and covet.
Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 - Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 - Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 6 - Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7 - Lust. Seven love secrets.
Awesome. Will do. Hrhrhrhr.