Thursday, July 31, 2008
Midterms are starting to loom forward like a heavy thunderstorm and I'm still sitting pretty and acting like I don't give a freak about exams.I care. I really do care. Why wouldn't I care? I value my education as much as I value my life. The former sentence was just one of the streams of thoughts running through my head. Positive words. But laziness is getting in the way.
I honestly don't know when will I ever learn to take my studies seriously. Modesty aside, I can say that I'm not a bad student. In fact, I get above average grades, but, that wouldn't be the same if I worked harder, right?
This is getting boring. I guess I just have to force my lazy ass and start preparing for my midterms.
Monday, July 28, 2008
I hate eggplants and I'm going to stand for it FOREVER.I really don't like eggplants. I don't know why but it disgusts me. I don't like its slimy and seedy...watchamacallit.
What made me hate it even more was that really embarrassing and unfortunate incident last Saturday.
I was at Gil Puyat with my Intro to MassComm groupmates and as we were walking our way towards Mercury Drug to buy some baon, I slipped on something totally gross and brown.
A big brown gloop clung onto my pants and a there were bits of those browns splattered around. My first thought was, "Oh, shit. TAE!"
But my groupmate checked it and said, "Hindi, talong lang."
TALONG LANG.
I was beyond irritated not just because my pants were dirty and I shamefully shamed myself in front of strangers but also for the reason that my untouched Yumburger, large fries and iced tea from Jollibee were goners. It fell to the ground with me and irritatingly dropped to a puddle of water. What a day.
I am never going to like talong forever.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
I AM OFFICIALLY ON A DIET SINCE MONDAY, THE 21st OF JULY 2008.I love eating. I turn to eating when I am depressed, bored, nervous, happy, OH SOD IT. Eating is love!
Before, no matter how much food I stuff in, it doesn't affect my weight and body measurements. I was able to maintain the beautiful figure I used to have before but now, I am shamefully blowing up.
My tummy looks like as if I'm carrying a 3-month baby and my arms looked like a skinny boy's legs, and my cheeks are starting to look like a chipmunk's.
Several people are noticing my body changes. I shrugged it off at first since I really didn't care as long as I am able to eat every food that I'm craving for. But as days passed by, I started to feel bad about my body. The shirts that I used to wear doesn't flatter my figure anymore, instead, my tummy is bulking beneath, and some of my pants are beginning to tighten.
I AM STARTING TO BECOME A HORRIBLE, FAT MONSTROSITY.
As of now, I am still eating meals three times a day BUT with a lesser intake. And I try my best to exercise every morning. It's a nightmare, really. Turning my back from something that I love to do and facing some things that I find it hard to do. But, hey, if I really want to shed some pounds off then, I have to do it.
So long, food trips!
Monday, July 21, 2008
FOREWARNING ALL OF THOSE WHO ARE PLANNING TO READ MORE OF THIS ENTRY: This is just a drop of wotzits to ease my headache and calm my nerves down.Oh, still reading? This is just a waste of your precious time, really. But if your curiosity got the better of you, then, thank you in advance for keeping up with me.
Well I'm frustrated, I'm hurt, and I'm numb to any feelings of love right at this very moment and I ain't gonna spill. I know, right? Makes absolutely no sense. I'm just looking for a way to cool off and I know that I only have my blog to lean on. Thank God for creating the person who invented this thing.
Til here. Sorry for wasting your time.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Taken a month ago by me at Baluarte de San Diego. Breathtaking, isn't it? It makes me feel more blessed because I am able to witness one of the beautiful and magnificent creations of the Lord, which is the sunset. Isn't it amazing when you see the sky change colors as the sun slowly sets?Enough about sunset. The real purpose of this blog is to announce that my blog skin is new (obviously), and that I lost all those people in my links who have such beautiful blogs. Oh well, this means that I have to start all over again.
I have to go. I'm craving for Zuma and I can't get past on Level 9. I hope somebody could relate to this nonsense crap that I'm talking about.
TTFN!
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Before I fill this post with loads of distasteful words and rants, I would first like to thank the Lord for blessing me and Memel a wonderful relationship that has been going stronger for 8 months last July 3, 2008. I love my man, and I'm going to keep him forever. :)Brace yourselves for a load of harangues because I am feeling rather bad at this moment for some reasons.
My boyfriend hanged up on me just because I disagreed with some things he said about his family. I won't barge in to details but the result was, he was offended and he went crying. He also kept whining about how awful his family was and how he hopes to stow away and live his own life and wish for a chance to pick his own family.
I've been through worse. He actually has no idea what I've been through here in our house and the things I've dealt with involving my family. I wanted to move out; to just escape from all the dramas that I've been seeing and kept being accused of. It was really bad. It was, in fact, dreadful.
Okay, I just got off on the phone with him and I'm bawling my eyes out because he thinks na hindi ko siya kinakampihan. Great. JUST EFFIN GREAT. Dahil lang hindi ako nag-agree sa kanya eh hindi na ako kampi sa kanya? WHAT THE ****. What does he expect me to do? Tolerate his wrongdoings and push him to do bad things and think bad thoughts? WELL SORRY FOR HIM BECAUSE I AM NOT THAT TYPE OF GIRLFRIEND. I want the best for him and I want him to be a better person than he was before. I am not changing him, by the way. I am merely bringing out the best in him because I know that deep within that facade is a more matured person struggling to get out. I feel so sick because I don't know what else to do. I've talked to him and tried to explain my side but he's just plain stubborn. He's so hard-headed and self-centered, he doesn't want to hear my opinion!
Oh my God. I am feeling soooo sick right now. I feel rotten because I can't find the right words to say to calm him down and make him understand my point. I feel like a bad girlfriend. A very bad one. Others know what to say and what to do but I, on the other hand, don't. It frustrates me because I want to make him feel that I could be the person whom he could run and talk to whenever he feels bad. Tough luck. My efforts are pushing him away. I am just not what he needed. I am not that person.
I want a Dark Mocha Frap. Straightaway.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Okay. Let's start off by saying that I EFFIN LOST MY NOKIA 3230 yesterday because of my glorifying stupidity after forgetting to pick it up before leaving the computer shop yesterday. My boyfriend tried to retrieve it (he was really sweet, we were already at Robinson's to watch a movie and he volunteered to go back to the computer shop at UN) but to no avail. It was already gone.Oh well, I just wish the best of luck to that kleptomaniac who claimed it. That phone was already crappy, anyway. The housing is rusty and the battery's a jerk. Thank God I have a spare phone.
School's been treating me like hell these past few days. And there I was, thinking that it would be all fun and exciting to be finally taking up the course that I've been dying to take up since elementary. NOT. Sure, there were the odd, little good times but the vast majority were a couple of urgent homeworks and projects. And quizzes are about to transpire and doom us with nerve-wracking professors checking our test papers while we anxiously wait for our scores.
AND I COULD ONLY HOPE FOR BETTER DAYS.
Oh well. As they say, "NO PAIN, NO GAIN". And I sure am in a lot of pain so I am hoping that I would be gaining so much from all these hard works. 2 years is not so long from now, after all. I just really have to persevere and get my butt of the bed and chair and focus my eyes on my books and notebooks instead of gluing it at ETC.
I have to concede that I am not actually really buckling down on my studies because I AM BEING HAUNTED BY MY INDOLENT, SLUGGISH, AND IRRESPONSIBLE ALTER-EGO and I am feeling really evil for falling into that crappy other side of mine. It's not right, I should be studying my butt off and doing my effin best in able to fulfill my dream of being a dean's lister. Which is prolly out of the question now.
THANK GOD FOR MCDONALD'S (this doesn't really make sense and is not relevant to the previous paragraph so, ignore it).