Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Allergic

Gusto ko mang malaman kung bakit pasulpot-sulpot siya e di ko magawa. Palagi nalang akong pinahihirapan nito. Hindi siya mawala-wala kung kailan ko gusto. At kung hindi ko rin siya kailangan (dahil hindi ko naman siya kakailanganin) e nandidiyan lang siya at nakakapit… sa balat ko.

Kainis. Kating-kati na ko. Gusto ko talagang kamutin. Tiningnan ko na ang mahiwagang lalagyan ng abubot pero nang buksan ko ang takip ng bilugang container ay simot na simot na ang laman. Napabuntong-hininga nalang ako at kumamot ako muli.

Ano ba kasi ang nangyari nanaman? May kinain ba ko? Wala namang masamang epekto siguro ang burger sa balat. Ah, oo. Umulan nga pala ngayon. Heto nanaman sa biglang paglamig ng klima—sumulpot nanaman siya. Bwisit talaga sa buhay ko to. Dahil dito, malamang ay hindi na talaga ako magsuot ng mini skirt sa labas ng bahay.

Pag nawala naman siya kasi ay nag-iiwan ng masagwang marka… sa balat ko. Iisang lugar ang pinaglalagyan at pinag-iiwanan niya ng marka. Peklat na hindi na rin maiibsan ng kung anumang whitening solution o cream na ireseta ng Dermatologist. Wala na talagang pag-asa, doon at doon lang din naman siya sumusulpot.

Ganito nalang ba tayo palagi?

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Inspired by B

Okay, B, kung mabasa mo man to ay alam mo kung sino ka. Ba... hehe. Di ko na sasabihin, and if ever na magreact ka mas magiging obvious na guilty ka (Nyahaha!). Anyways, since kanina mo pa ko ginising sa mga banat mo ngayong gabi e nainspire rin akong dagdagan ang ever honest Multiply blog ko-- this one kasi has a few masking techniques and kulang nalang talaga na banggitin ko yung names ng mga guys involved dito sa posts ko (they are quite a lot). Bago ko tapusin tong blog post or rather bago ko icontinue, let me clear na yung inspiration ay GALING SA SINULAT NI B and not directly coming from B himself. Oh, hehe baka lagyan ng malisya to. I repeat, hindi ako nainspire dahil kay B as a person (but I'm not telling you all na hindi kainspire-inspire si B. Inspiring kaya ang mga storya ng Fness nya. Oops. I'm telling too much na). Anyways, pinahanga na nga nya ko sa sinulat nya (hands down na) and so I will write my utmost feelings and girly annoyance sentiments na nais kong ipahatid (kundi man directly e indirectly) sa isang taong inakala kong ayun na nga pero in the end, narealize kong wag na nga.



In layman's terms and not in my weird wordplays, I was disappointed. Not by that person, but by the way my reactions go with his actions. Mas malayo, right? Anyway, let me relay this para finally this won't bug me and make me sleep. I will also be posting this in my FS Blog for public discernment (yes, I know, wala talagang paki ang tao sa Multiply ko).
This started way back in February. Midmonth. Sometime before the LR3: BTF (again, let me quote that acronym from B). Let me just tell this in a shortcut manner kasi whenever I try to put this into clearer sentences and phrases, I feel this eerie feeling in my chest. I myself can't understand it. So to protect the two people involved, I won't be mentioning their names (I don't exactly know the other naman eh) nor mention anything that people related or knowing them will easily understand.

Here's how it goes: I was so blinded by someone's PREEMPTIVE DENIALS and so I believed it by about 78% already. Yes, I was so close to giving up everything, every single thing I hold since January of this year. I also planned to fully believe this someone, not until there was a mistake I DID: Guess what, I found out something I shouldn't have. Shouldn't have, meaning MUST NOT also. Shouldn't have because it PROBABLY WOULD and REALLY did make me feel something bad. Something is in the pit of my stomach. And it reacts very badly as time goes by... I managed not to be in the super intriga mode and let it be, because I still had this 78% remaining that time, which lowered to 69.


Days passed by and I was introduced to Facebook apps and the like. I loved it. I became part of almost everything in it. And so was Plurk, I became enslaved to it. So was that someone. And so I browsed timelines and the like. I didn't like what I read. I closed the lid. Okay. So that was something. Something I DID EXPECT, but not at the moment when everything seems smooth. So I tried to procrastinate from the devil me. But still, the bitch inside of me won't let go of it. I tried not minding it by removing it from my Plurk timeline. Didn't work for me. And so, it followed that the earlier incident makes sense. After some time, the timeline was gone. It was also gone in my system. I let it go. I forgot... BUT NOT FOR A LONG TIME.


Just recently, I ran across something in FB that I don't know why I did. Okay, that was malabo, pero I won't clarify to protect identities. Anyway, I was disgusted. My hunches and all the gut feelings made sense again. Ooh. A little of that word. Anyway, I looked it up, and alright I said to myself. This would be another blow. It obviously lowered to 20%. And after some SMS, it decreased more. -49%. Haha. That's interesting. I kinda suggested it anyway. But then denials came by. Flashback. There was also the preemptive one. And so it goes, it happened. What can I do? I was right, but of course it wasn't that sure and accurate. I checked all things and still I can't get away with it. The SMS thingies made my mind turn something like 360 degrees. I would want to forget it. But then, look at me now. I'm back as an insomniac.


The worst thing?


I am back, writing specific implied nonsense for those who do not understand and not related, and simply nothing to those who are not ME. Okay, so this is so confusing. I intentionally did that, and also quite unintentionally, because my mind is as obscure as my OUTPUT: This blogpost. I end this post saying, don't believe even the person that is supposed to be your confidante, and trust your feelings. With feelings, forget the lovey lovey part, and make sure it's the gut one. It works a lot, although it misleads more. Just be like Conan and assure yourself that "Shinjitsu wa itsumo hitotsu!": THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUTH!


Whether the truth is contrary to what I will hear from someone, I don't mind anymore. Still, I stick to my wrong beliefs and jumped at conclusions-- those without ACTUAL are by far more real to me, especially when they have IMPLIED evidences. Weird. Weird. Never mind.

Inspired by B

Okay, B, kung mabasa mo man to ay alam mo kung sino ka. Ba... hehe. Di ko na sasabihin, and if ever na magreact ka mas magiging obvious na guilty ka (Nyahaha!). Anyways, since kanina mo pa ko ginising sa mga banat mo ngayong gabi e nainspire rin akong dagdagan ang ever honest Multiply blog ko-- this one kasi has a few masking techniques and kulang nalang talaga na banggitin ko yung names ng mga guys involved dito sa posts ko (they are quite a lot). Bago ko tapusin tong blog post or rather bago ko icontinue, let me clear na yung inspiration ay GALING SA SINULAT NI B and not directly coming from B himself. Oh, hehe baka lagyan ng malisya to. I repeat, hindi ako nainspire dahil kay B as a person (but I'm not telling you all na hindi kainspire-inspire si B. Inspiring kaya ang mga storya ng Fness nya. Oops. I'm telling too much na). Anyways, pinahanga na nga nya ko sa sinulat nya (hands down na) and so I will write my utmost feelings and girly annoyance sentiments na nais kong ipahatid (kundi man directly e indirectly) sa isang taong inakala kong ayun na nga pero in the end, narealize kong wag na nga.

In layman's terms and not in my weird wordplays, I was disappointed. Not by that person, but by the way my reactions go with his actions. Mas malayo, right? Anyway, let me relay this para finally this won't bug me and make me sleep. I will also be posting this in my FS Blog for public discernment (yes, I know, wala talagang paki ang tao sa Multiply ko).

This started way back in February. Midmonth. Sometime before the LR3: BTF (again, let me quote that acronym from B). Let me just tell this in a shortcut manner kasi whenever I try to put this into clearer sentences and phrases, I feel this eerie feeling in my chest. I myself can't understand it. So to protect the two people involved, I won't be mentioning their names (I don't exactly know the other naman eh) nor mention anything that people related or knowing them will easily understand.

Here's how it goes: I was so blinded by someone's PREEMPTIVE DENIALS and so I believed it by about 78% already. Yes, I was so close to giving up everything, every single thing I hold since January of this year. I also planned to fully believe this someone, not until there was a mistake I DID: Guess what, I found out something I shouldn't have. Shouldn't have, meaning MUST NOT also. Shouldn't have because it PROBABLY WOULD and REALLY did make me feel something bad. Something is in the pit of my stomach. And it reacts very badly as time goes by... I managed not to be in the super intriga mode and let it be, because I still had this 78% remaining that time, which lowered to 69.

Days passed by and I was introduced to Facebook apps and the like. I loved it. I became part of almost everything in it. And so was Plurk, I became enslaved to it. So was that someone. And so I browsed timelines and the like. I didn't like what I read. I closed the lid. Okay. So that was something. Something I DID EXPECT, but not at the moment when everything seems smooth. So I tried to procrastinate from the devil me. But still, the bitch inside of me won't let go of it. I tried not minding it by removing it from my Plurk timeline. Didn't work for me. And so, it followed that the earlier incident makes sense. After some time, the timeline was gone. It was also gone in my system. I let it go. I forgot... BUT NOT FOR A LONG TIME.

Just recently, I ran across something in FB that I don't know why I did. Okay, that was malabo, pero I won't clarify to protect identities. Anyway, I was disgusted. My hunches and all the gut feelings made sense again. Ooh. A little of that word. Anyway, I looked it up, and alright I said to myself. This would be another blow. It obviously lowered to 20%. And after some SMS, it decreased more. -49%. Haha. That's interesting. I kinda suggested it anyway. But then denials came by. Flashback. There was also the preemptive one. And so it goes, it happened. What can I do? I was right, but of course it wasn't that sure and accurate. I checked all things and still I can't get away with it. The SMS thingies made my mind turn something like 360 degrees. I would want to forget it. But then, look at me now. I'm back as an insomniac.

The worst thing?

I am back, writing specific implied nonsense for those who do not understand and not related, and simply nothing to those who are not ME. Okay, so this is so confusing. I intentionally did that, and also quite unintentionally, because my mind is as obscure as my OUTPUT: This blogpost. I end this post saying, don't believe even the person that is supposed to be your confidante, and trust your feelings. With feelings, forget the lovey lovey part, and make sure it's the gut one. It works a lot, although it misleads more. Just be like Conan and assure yourself that "Shinjitsu wa itsumo hitotsu!": THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUTH!

Whether the truth is contrary to what I will hear from someone, I don't mind anymore. Still, I stick to my wrong beliefs and jumped at conclusions-- those without ACTUAL are by far more real to me, especially when they have IMPLIED evidences. Weird. Weird. Never mind.

Mafia Wars

The last time I was this hooked in a browser game was 2 years ago, when I decided to return to Newgrounds and Neopets. I was also in to Miniclip but then I stopped, because I don’t have a proper net connection those days. Now that I met Mafia Wars, my world changed. I always have something to look forward to everyday. I have some time killing sprees and also strategic thinking even a little. Mafia Wars really completed my day. Although I was branded as a War Freak because of this, I don’t mind. Maybe I really am. I was just annoyed because I didn’t have the chance to level up when my laptop caught a virus and was not working for 4 days. Aw. I do feel bad about it. But then again, it’s vacation and it’s time to be an addict. That would be all for now. :)

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Resurrection

Mahirap ang resurrection lalo na kapag sa isang non-living na bagay. Halimbawa, mga nasirang gadgets gaya ng mobile phone, PC, at iba pa. Kung marestore man ang ilan, hirap namang ibalik ang dati nitong estado. Sabagay, ganun din naman sa tao. Pero, mas masarap ayusin ang gadget kesa sa taong mukha namang walang pag-asa. Anyways, namimiss ko yung dati kong Windows Live Writer kung saan perfect ang layout ng FS blog ko dun. Ngayon, di raw nya madownload yung settings kaya eto, nagtityaga ako sa walang kwentang default layout nya. Kainis. Mamaya ittry ko ulit. Haay naku. Haay naku talaga.


Sige since wala ako sa mood magsulat nang maayos e itutuloy ko nalang ang pagbblog mamaya. WLM muna ko.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Windang



Windang



Ito ang nararamdaman ko ngayon. Ala-una pasado na't gising pa ako. Alam kong may nararamdaman akong masama sa katawan ko, at ubo pa ko nang ubo.



At eto na nga't sinasayang ko ang oras na dapat ay tulog na ako sa pag-aanalisa kung paano mapapabilis tong bwisit kong Desktop PC. Kung hindi lang siya sentimental e pinaghahampas ko na siguro to ng dos por dos kanina pa...



Naaalala ko noong high school, madalas ito bukas ng gantong oras. Dami kong kachat--sino pa ba edi yung mga nakasama ko rin buong maghapon, yung mga kaklase ko rin. Hindi na kami nagkakasawaan. Biruin mo, sila na kasama mo sa room ng 8 hours, tapos sila rin katext mo pag-uwi at ang mabigat don e kachat mo pa sila hanggang oras nanaman para pumasok? Sobra. At mga mukhang bangag kami pagdating ng classroom.



Anyways, may hinihintay akong importanteng bagay ngayon. At hindi siya biro.



Dapat sana kanina pa siya dumating e. Naiwan pa sa Mega. Haayz. Ito ang sulat ko para sa kanya:



Dear Hazel-PC-Reborn,



Di ko kayang mabuhay nang wala ka. Hindi ko kayang isiping mawawaglit ka ng isang segundo sa tabi ko. Hindi ko rin kaya na wala ang screen mo sa bedside ko. Namimiss ko ang iyong init... ang mistulang heater ko sa malalamig kong gabi... Ang halos magoverheat mong katawan...  (hehe labo!)



Nang iniwan mo ko ng 3 beses, akala ko tuluyan ka nang mang-iiwan. Di pa pala, at heto ka't sinira ko nanaman... I'm so sorry... :( Hindi na kita iinstallan ng mga kung anu-ano basta-basta... Ichecheck ko na rin ang updates mo palagi. Hindi ko na sasagarin ang volume mo. Hindi na rin ako magiinstall ng free antivirus. Sana mapatawad mo ako... *cries*



I MISS YOU, Hazel-PC-Reborn!! waah!



Love,



Hazel





Awat na nga. Mukha na kong tanga. Kulang lang ata talaga ako sa tulog.





Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Weirdest Dream Ever.

I know I have been posting and relating to this blog about the dreams I encounter and vividly remember. And also, I have said the line “weirdest dream” for the nth time. But this time, allow me to prove that this has been yet another of the weirdest dreams I’ll have in my entire lifetime.

As I waited for the BBF Megaup download tonight, this dream I had last night suddenly came into my thoughts.

Again, the dream has no proper sequence. All scenes are consistently random, and they do not make a sense at all. But it has distinguishing themes per part, so I really can’t forget it. Like the scene for instance that I was being called by a Prof to assist her in her… Alcoholism. Yup. To protect the identity of the Prof, I won’t mention her name…

The other vivid scene went before that. I was being called by a surname of someone close to me, but then again I wasn’t paying attention so my classmate tapped me and said, “Ikaw kaya yun!”. I glanced at them, and realized, yes, I was the Mrs. _____ the Prof was calling. Ooh. Talking about marriage and stuff. I guess I wasn’t ready for that.

Anyway, the dream has no specific ending but another scene that was just like inside my 141 class. Room 201 I guess… :) I better not mind this, since tonight I’m going to have another dream—hopefully not as weird or weirder as that. Maybe less weird.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

As I was texting my boyfriend about random things such as Plurk’s  (funkydance)

(funkydance), he made me realize something about those social networking sites, and all that. Yup, he gave me an instant idea. Tonight, I’ll write about it. It’s what I term as the Internet Pyramiding Scheme. This is what we locally term as “social networking”. How does it work? Well, you all know that. Starts from spamming your friends’ emails and of your online pals as well. Then the email spreads and sometimes, it will send multiple times. Of course, there’s also the pyramiding within the pyramid already. This applies to FB games, and FS app invitations. Yeah, this is quite true, but haven’t we realized that it’s something like this? I bet you did, and I will elaborate on it.

So why does it bother me now?

Basically, it’s quite normal for us already. When we play games or apps, we have this option to “invite” friends or to skip, and also when we create new accounts, and more exactly, we receive them in our mails (mostly in the spam box). But then again, we do actually “bite” into these. Curiosity hits us and then we can’t stop clicking. It’s like a new fad or something, and we automatically will join. Peer pressure? In stuff? I dunno. Anything could be a reason, and it actually varies.

Some people I know could resist these social networking knickknacks. I do believe they have a relative good net discipline and self-control. Oh yea, good luck to us who continue to be slaves of the “links”, “invites” and the rest of them. May we all be in peace. I can’t say anything now. I guess I’ll just have to sleep… :)

Diamond Peeling Bonding

Today, the 15th of March, I experienced something new… in my face!

Just yesterday, my BFF asked me if I’m free today. So I answered yes, and asked why. Then he replied that he’ll be treating me to a Derm Clinic for Diamond Peeling. I had second thoughts on going (o yes, I had!), but then with his say, I finally agreed. Oh yea. And I had to undergo the process just earlier this afternoon. Here’s how I went through it:

1. First was the Facial Steaming, accompanied by chikas and that.

2. Next was the massage, with some cream on it.

3. Then here’s the painful part, wherein the blackheads, pimples, and other elements were… extracted from my face. I bled.

4. After some tears, the aesthetician was sorta bothered by my bushy eyebrows, so she took the liberty of “arranging” them for me.

5. After that, I had my face rubbed by another cream, and sponged too.

6. This one’s my favorite part: the Seaweed Cream. Here’s how I looked like:


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God, I looked like a yuurei here! :P

 

7. After some drying time, me and my dude C had this photo op together (sorry I have to post this! We look brilliant anyway! :D)

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Oh yes, that’s us in our yuurei looks. Scary, ne?

8. Finally, the cream was removed with warm water and sponge, then followed by cold water to lock the pores back.

9. And voila! I had my face cleaned… and pricked! XD

Like my friend John said, “Beauty is Pain”. But then again, I didn’t came for beauty. Just the pain. :P Just kidding, this has been a pleasant experience and bonding time for us anyway. :)

Next month, I think I’ll be going back again.

Special thanks to Ate _______ (I forgot her name!) and of course, to my BFF, C.

**My hair still smells like barbecue grill smoke**

Saturday, March 14, 2009

The Gate is Closing…

I’ve been missing out a lot of things lately. When I tried to read some of the things I’ve never seen before, my whole world tumbled.

I never expected to see something like that… well, relatively, it’s on a page about it. Something like this. A Blog.

Just yesterday and earlier, I noted that it’s a small world, after all. I was in a happy ecstatic mode since yesterday’s Friday the 13th. I kinda had an over-all of a nice day without any loopholes. But then today…

How long has it been? Almost a year? Was that something worth remembering? Yes, indeed.

I guess I should still go with them if there would be something next week. A smile or two, then I’ll just walk away. I just could not believe that what happened yesterday will be today’s end.

I shouldn’t have had false hopes and all.

After all, who is the one unavailable between us? I so could totally agree with my conscience…

There’s a lot of things that we can have, and those that we can’t. Either way, we should stick to those we already have.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Japanese Song of the Month! (It’s Back!)

MIHIMARU GT GIRIGIRI HERO (ギリギリ HERO)

Shaolin Girl OST (Main Theme Song)

 

mawari kudoi koto wa yamete
mayoi mo tsurete saa tobikome
dareka ga kimeta RUURU nanka de
katte mo shou ga nai kara


seikaku na chizu nakushite mo
osore mo tsurete saa tobikome
Can You Control yourself, to be a winner again
ii kao wa unzari


muri na jousha wa kiken desu
migi hidari chuui koko kara hajimari sa


*iro asenai jounetsu daite Going On
naki beso kaite se nobishita tte mamoru yo
boku wa kimi no GIRIGIRI HERO


**kaete miseru kinou yori MASHI na Story
hade na KOSUCHUUMU mi ni matowanakuta tte
boku wa kimi no GIRIGIRI HERO sa


wakatta you na kuchi kiite
arigata meiwaku na mushinkei
kokoro no naka dosoku de DOKA DOKA
shinjirarenai you na shimensoka
na no ni hiki tsukerarechau Wonder
itsumo tasukete kurete itan da
kidzukeba boku no eiyuu kimi wa itsudatte Brave


yatte minakya wakannai yo
makkou shoubu saa tobikome
Can You Control yourself, to be a winner again
ashita ni matta nashi


“mokutekichi ni touchaku desu”
mada tarinai.. WAGAMAMA na ikimono sa


iro asenai jounetsu moyase Going on
bukiyou datte kirawareta tte mamoru yo
boku wa kimi no GIRIGIRI HERO


koete miseru kinou yori MASHI na Story
tobenai MANTO kaze ni nabikase nagara
boku wa kimi no GIRIGIRI HERO sa


“jibun dake wa tokubetsu na PLAYER”
nante omotte ima made ikite irya
unubore touzen KETSU ni hi ga
mi no hodo shirazu ee kagen ni sei ya
yume ni mita FIIRUDO ni tatsu to kimeta
koko tsumetai ASUFARUTO
mono to mo sezu kakenukeru
kimi wa yappa HERO


*repeat
**repeat


kanpeki nante iranai
ningen rashiku Let’s Cry
kibun kaete kureru nara
uranai nanka yatte mirya iin ja nai?
daikichi yori daikyou sagaru koto wa nai desho
daishou tama ni wa haraimashou
hekotare oyama no taishou
GIRIGIRI HERO You Don’t Stop…

Monday, March 9, 2009

Shaolin Girl

Woot! This one’s an awesome film. Since I don’t get to open my FS profile and add a review, I guess this nice film should fill in some of my blog’s pages.

Earlier, I lied about going somewhere (yup, the typical student excuse) and doing other things than what I said I was doing. Oh okay, so there I was, on an early date than the usual since school’s the excuse. Skipping all the details from 9 onwards, I better tell something I liked in the film I watched four hours later.

The movie was said to be a sequel (yes, if not a direct sequel) of Shaolin Soccer. There were Japanese and Chinese characters in the movie. My boyfriend and I noticed how they placed the subs and the language they speak, and so the conclusion was made: it really is a collaboration of Japan and Mainland.

The girls in the story have different distinct characteristics that make it quite interesting. The male characters are cranky and some are uptight. There seems to be shoujo-ai in the entire film (showing girl-girl relationships in a loving manner—but not sexually and romantically explicit). This makes it more tempting to watch, since usually we find a romantic interaction between a girl and a boy in every film.

The whole movie showed how important Shaolin is in spirit (okay, fine, that’s not it! :P), meaning camaraderie and team work is the key to success. The dark and the light is then again the usual elements in the story, besides its lacrosse touch.

Overall, this film made me feel happy today. Of course, it’s a date after all. :)

Oh yeah, from this day onwards, I promise not to lie about doing projects and hooking up with my boyfriend in reality. Swear. I feel guilty.

 

Rekindling

I did this, I did that. Nothing seems to make sense anymore. All I know is that I enjoy the present that much. But still, there’s not a thing that I did that really filled up the emptiness and erased the thoughts that continue to linger in my subconscious and conscious being: I am not really happy.

You might wonder why I’ve come up to this statement when you see me laughing, smiling, having the fun things in life, enjoying, receiving many things from others, benefiting from others’ pains, getting more and more of the things I want and I desired, and finally having most of the things anyone would wish for. Just like this sentence, my emotional well-being is not as briefly stated as it should be, since it really is on a platform balance right now—tipped to the left. It’s more on the negating feelings of loneliness where I should not be inclined to. Everything just seems to be topsy-turvy in my POV, but in fact, they all run smoothly. I don’t feel anything has increased nor matured in my life. It’s not easy always having the instinct to think of other things beyond what they appear to be—thinking outside the box.

This “BOX” where I am situated and unable to move forward still locks me, but my mind already went ahead and had gone too far: without me knowing if it is really true or not. This thinking beyond stimulates a good environment for innovation, but hinders the enjoyment of present situations. Whether the thinking outcome is good or is totally bad, it will affect me and my mindset. It’s like I would prefer to think of good things that are outside the world I am in rather than what I currently experience—thinking of the worst scenarios that could be or would be happening. It’s a bad habit, I tell you. You would be constantly stressed of things you don’t need to be stressful of. It’s like a gift, but then it’s a curse as well. I don’t know how to get rid of it completely, and though I want to remove it, whenever I am right I don’t want to change.

I really want to change my perspective of the things and facts around me. If not today, maybe tomorrow… or till I finally get a hold of my fears.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Busy?

It’s been days since I last updated my blog. What have I been doing for the past few days is a big SECRET. I’ve been involving myself in a lot of things lately that is why I almost neglected my best friend—my blog. :)

It has been rather stressful during the last week. As the finals week comes closer, I would want to involve more in acads than what I’ve always been doing. Besides, I found out that the rather stressing things in my life are the things that go around in the net: all those things I read, see, and perceive here make me think a lot about trivial things. They make me feel bad, and so when I think of other outcomes that could happen since I don’t know everything that happens when I leave the desk… they haunt my conscious and unconscious thinking. I’d rather be alone without checking my mail, kenchan YM, Plurk and other social networks (but FB) than checking every single detail those people post in their Plurks and YM status messages.

I realize I don’t really need to know everything that occurs to the people I know through net. It is still better to have the personal interaction (although the net creates a lot of uncertainties since you don’t know what’s really behind the letters and the screen itself). than to base everything in net talk. I know both net and personal could be manipulated, but in the personal interaction you get to have the edge than that person you are engaged with in a conversation. It is easy to see the intention through simple situational tests you can put into action with that person.

This technique involves good powers of observation and of course the sense and sensibility to the things that revolve between your subject and you.

I tried it a lot of times and still, I’m confused in the state where I am in.

I don’t think I could continue it. :) I better steer away from negative thoughts, anyway.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Happiness

English title, pero Filipino content. Bakit ganon, kung ano yung malayo sa’yo, at kung ano yung hindi pwede, dun ka pa mas masaya. Haha. Ewan ko lang ha, pero nawe-weirdohan parin ako kasi hanggang ngayon kung saan saan ako naghahanap ng kaligayahan. Nandiyan lang pala. Haha, ika nga e it’s unexpected.

Pero sobrang labo nito, gaya ng pagkalabo ng maraming bagay. Okay. So sabi ko kanina di nalang ako magbabasa. E di ko naman mapigilan. Tapos yon, weird ulet ng feeling. Buti nga okay pa ko e. Tapos inisip ko lang yon, natuwa naman ako nang todo. Haha. Parang kailan lang sabi kong ano. Ganyan. Haha. Isang tao lang makakaintindi nito e, kahit nga siya di nya gets. Siyempre masagwa. Bigla tuloy tumugtog sa isip ko yung isang kantang nasa playlist ko na for years. Bagay ulet. Bagay.

Ahaha. Sabi ko na nga ba sa sarili kong sinabi ko na yan dati e. Bakit kasi sinabi ko na nga e di ko pa sinabihan ulit ang sarili ko na manahimik nalang? Uy, talking about ambiguity is annoying. Haha. Well sorry I love ambiguity and the like, gaya ng vagueness at blurriness. Hui magkakaiba yun ah. Haha. Kalimutan na nga yan. Miss ko na tong blog, at yon. Haha. Puro haha, di naman masaya :| anu kaya yon?

Oo na sige na wag ka nang magulo. Tumigil ka na diyan at baka kung ano pa magawa ko… pero take note, mas matino na ko compared before. Wait… di pala. Mas tanga. Haha. Sorry naman!

Inignore kita noon. Kaya ko pa rin yon no. Tignan mo lang haha. Baha na kung baha. Sabaw na kung sabaw. Lahat na, tirahin mo. Joke kamo? Joke mukha mo. Haha. Woot. Hehe.

Pero seryoso, namiss din kita.

Oo nga. Nakakapanghinayang to. Too late. Too late. Kahit sabihin mo pa yan ngayon, wala na nga. Wala na. Wala. Wala. Wala, wala, wala! Wla na kong nararamdaman. Hmp. Next time na mag-usap ulit tayo, sige, I’ll try not to avoid you. Pero eto lang masasabi ko… sana get lost. Haha. Bakit kasi ngayon lang e no. Tch, pagkatapos ng lahat… ganyan pa.

*di mo naman to mababasa e*

*sarap maglabas ng sama ng loob sa blog*

Rolling Scotch Tape

If the weird things he’s done didn’t come new to me, well this afternoon, I was so wrong. This time, he did something weirder. Yes, weirder than the usual. When I saw him come out of room 301, he had this tiny bundle or rolled thingy in his right hand. I observed him at the corner of my eye as we conversed. True to what I think it was, it was actually a rolled scotch tape, and it was PERFECTLY round. I would want to laugh at it, but I didn’t.

We had fun with the “rolled ball”, and we played “catch” with it. It was silly. It won’t even “jump” since it’s just a mass of scotch tape. Anyway, I enjoyed it.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Song of the Month!

Kat Deluna - Calling You

I feel like I got the world in the palm of my hands
It's like I'm with you when nobody else is here yeah
Me and you in here together are perfect
Just come a little closer o-o-o oh yeah yeah


Hold on to me, and feel the music
Free yourself tonight


Oh just do watcha want, watcha want
Like nobodies watchin'
Do watcha want watcha want
Keep the party rockin'
What what what
Give it up
Like nobodies watchin'
You know
The rhythms calling you
Lose control
The rhythms calling you


I can't seem to get this curiosity out my head
'Cause when I'm next to you, you make me wanna take you there
Whatever you need, you can find in me
'Cause I feel like boy touch me there
Chemistry is flowing, keep me going dont stop baby


Hold on to me, and feel the music
Free yourself tonight


Oh just do watcha want, watcha want
Like nobodies watchin'
Do watcha want watcha want
Keep the party rockin'
What what what
Give it up
Like nobodies watchin'
You know
The rhythms calling you
Lose control
The rhythms calling you
Calling you
Calling you


The rhythms calling you
The rhythms calling you
The rhythms calling you


Oh just do watcha want watcha want
Like nobodies watchin'
Do watcha want watcha want
Keep the party rockin'
What what what
Give it up
Like nobodies watchin'
You know
The rhythms calling you
Lose control


Oh just do watcha want watcha want
Like nobodies watchin'
Do watcha want watcha want
Keep the party rockin'
What what what
Give it up
Like nobodies watchin'
You know
The rhythms calling you
Lose control
The rhythms calling you


Oh just do watcha want watcha want
Like nobodies watchin'
Do watcha want watcha want
Keep the party rockin'
What what what
Give it up
Like nobodies watchin'
You know
The rhythms calling you
Lose control
The rhythms calling you…

Sunday, March 1, 2009

With Ms. Bb Gandanghari

It was so much fun that I can’t express it into words. Haha.

Well, here are some pics I’d like to share:

Ang bait niya. Pumayag siya ng second photo. Haha. May autographed mag na ko! :)

bbmag