(500) Days of Summer

Um, yes, um, I don't know what to say. Except. No, I don't know what to say.

First Day Hassle

Guess what? Sobrang stuupppiidd ng load rev process... I HATE it.

Na-dissolve iyong class namin sa swimming which totally came out of nowhere. I expected na maraming magsasabunutan at mapapamura dahil nawalan sila ng slot sa class na yun, pero it turns out na hindi pala. Ayaw pala ng madlang people iyong class na iyon, parang What the eff? Ang ganda nung time, girl pa iyong teacher, bakit why o why ayaw nila?

Sayang tuloy ung victory dance ko after enlistment. :| Hay buhay.

I had to endure the looooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnng line in xavier windo 8. Bwiset. Hindi ko naman kasi kasalanan kung bakit nadissolve iyong PE class ah! bakit ako maglloadrev? tapos after the looooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnng line, pupunta pa ako sa ibat ibang nilalang para humingi ng autograph.GRRR.. Daba daba? Say oo.

"Oo" Me: Buti naman.

Sheesh. okay, I think I sound like a housewife na walang ginawa kundi magcomplain. Okay, imma stop.

On the other hand, Histo 18 was soooooooooooooo FANNY. HAHAHA. We got the coolest prof as in. Big Time. Haha. Sooo Funny. Talaga.[I'm thinking of what he said.] Okay. heres some:

--"You may study for other subjects in my class. That's okay. Anyway, I used to do that to my teachers back then."

--About our group paper: "Please don't submit papers about wrestling, prostitution, pornography. It gets boring after n years of teaching. Well, okay, Pornography isn't boring but... you know? you get me?"

--"...What do you think we do for fun? Huh? We talk about you(students) online. You think we don't have teacher websites? You talk about us online, we talk about you online! Ha! We post our student's paper on the internet, and share it with each other! Hey, look at my student's paper, its so hilarious. Ay, wala yan, look! my student's dumber!" Haha.

That's the fun part, after that came POS, our prof wouldnt look at us! Swear! no kidding and he had the eyes of the slum dog millionaire kid. Grabe.

He kept speaking continuously and kept looking at the floor and at his leftish side. So, tingin naman ako ng tingin dun sa tinitingnan niya, and WALANG TAO DUN!!!! O_O. Ang weird! [but he seems nice though] <--naguilty ako. :D

First time. and it reeaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllly hurts.

Okay, first, imma tell you how my day started.
Woke up with next to severe dysmenorrhea. I think I'm gonna die soon, everytime it comes to that time of the month. Shucks, I wish I really were a guy, coz if I were, Id just be caring about how my hair looks like.

Really hurtful dysmenorrhea, but I had to attend the violations seminar, which I THOUGHT and i was INFORMED that it waws 9-12. but it finished at 1030 AM. These people! Hay, so I was stuck waiting there at the cathouse, sitting there, for hours, until this Blue Babble guy comes, and sits there too. [We didnt talk, FYI., I just mentioned him.] HAHA.

I got bored sitting there, not talking to this Blue Babble guy so, I decided to check out the library. [the library for chrissakes!, that's how cool I am.] HAHA. I though the new one was open, but it wasnt. :( I thought I would be able to christen it with my new flats. :D HAHA. anyhow, I decided to go to the gallery again. [yes, we do, have a gallery!] (The first time is coming up soon)

And then, my dad came.

We went home... I drank sampaguita juice. [thats, for the dysmenorrhea, yeah... I'm cool that way.] HAHA. And fell asleep holding hot compresses on my abs <-- they're really called like that, i dont know any term for them. -__-

Woke up at 3 and prepared to go to *DRUM ROLL* please. The Studio! HAHA.I was late, as always, when Dad is driving. -______- (sigh) when I got there, they werent warming up anymore, they were doing weird stuff I cant pronounce! So, I joined them, and it was FREAKING awesome.

HAHA, so this is how it feels to wait 10 years to dance. :D HAHA.

And, it really hurt, well, not much, I guess, the floaty happiness bubble makes up for it. :D HAHA.

Fin.

Other people can I write, I can just read

Because, I am lazy, (cue the applause, thank you very much) I decided to not have breakfast until an hour ago and sit by this monster of metal alloys and integrated circuits, known as the desktop computer. I was watching Gossip Girl: In the Realm of Bassness (I hate this show, btw), and planning to watch ANTM until Megavideo decided to cut me off [I have to wait 45 minutes before I resume with my day's major agenda].

So I decided to screen through multiply posts of random people, because I don't have Facebook like normal people do [refer to latest quick note] and I saw this post from a girl I knew back in high school, I'm one batch higher than she is. I so her "people-who-touched-my-heart" list and I can't help but be amused.

Sometimes, I think too much of myself, of my failures and shortcomings, of my wasting my days forgetting that the world exists beyond me. And that, it does not really matter if I die after this word, the world still will continue to exist [apart from certain scientfic theories and theological propositions], BUT at the same time, thinking that the world will never to be the same without me, or everyone of us for that matter.

The people that I hate, I hurt, I loved, and loved me back, their lives will never ever be the same, who they are, will not be the same if they didn't meet me. This happens to everyone. Ourselves so fragile, so vulnerable and yet so strong, ...it just is amazing to think that everything happens because it does period. It ends there, and yet, and yet, sometimes I think too much of my own circumstances.

This girl, I wrote about, she wrote an essay, about her person. And I saw her style, her essay, that same style of writing, of combining unmatched and rythmic words together, was my own style of writing years ago when I started to learn to write. That style, I adapted from the same people she knew after I knew them. But, somehow I forgot how to write through the years, somehow, I began to feel afraid of what words would come out of me. And, maybe Ive given up, maybe now, I can just read.

AJMA Leadership Summit

I just woke up cause I wasnt able to sleep kanina cause we had to come up with a marketing plan. sooo tired, and my feet hurt ( cause i was wearing heels)

Thanks to my groupmates
Les, Kat, Butch, Jed and Anjo, for making the tasks less torturous. HAHA.
To les for not being a very comfy bedmate
and to jed for the ride to and from

Thanks to the project heads for making the overnight .....informativE? HAHA.

We stayed at Casa Pura. The most interesting part of the overnight for me was that there was a party outside of our room, and people were playing club music, and IT WAS JUST SO LOUD!!! At first, it was nice cause it was upbeat and all that, but then after you hear the remix of Bleeding Love ( i know, so retro right?) for the 100th time, it begins to result into a migraine.

Haha.

Well, the people partying eventually ran out of booze, I hope not, cause there was a loooooooong table of it at one side, and they left us in peace ...........at around 2 AM. What are party animals? HAHA.


On a totally different note, I was sooooooooo happy kanina, I was planning to write a kickass blog entry for the summit, and my experience, but then aisis pissed me off, I wasnt able to view my grades. Everytime i click the thingie, it said, Sorry, there are no search results to display blah blah.

the nerve!

So, after sometime, I saw my grades, and now, I just want to stop talking and crawl into a dark place....

To people who shall never know Accg 20

May I say that you will be missing a lot of pain and misery. By saying so, i am assuming you are all masochists. coz who in the ellipsoid of this world shall ever inflict such horrible horrible endeavor to such self.

Yet, let me add, that you shall never know that motels are located in Pasig and how the government BIRsify them.

And you shall never taste plain vanilla in your long test.

And you shall never ever see pastel orange and blue matched together like it was dressed on crack.

"CASH" [--_____--]
"Ayni"
"Mayni"


HAHAHAHA.

Okay, lemme go back to the dark side:

You shall never experience how insanely tricky your tests are. that when you say operating activities, without "net" it may MEAN, nay, IT MEANS that net income hasnt been added to the operating activities.

You shall never know how the hell notes receivable fits in a journal entry.




And for that, i loathe you people.

I have to do Sci10 essay.

Where was it? Where the highest point was the lowest?
It was there that we left off. Watching the cursor
blink blink blink
Like your eyelashes batting itself against me oh,
I loved to pluck them out until

Where was it? Where we left off?
The highest point of the hill with the cherry on top
It was a pretty good cherry mind you, impeccably
red