Don't tell me that the sky's the limit

Lipat!

2008-12-20T07:00:00.000-08:00

LEFT THIS FOR XANGA.
www.xanga.com/sageng

Happy Holidays everyone! :)

December

2008-12-10T02:28:00.000-08:00

What happened the past couple of days?

December 6, 2008
- Basil's Birthday
- Saw a lot of old classmates, sisters' classmates and old schoolmates at the mall who I haven't seen in a million years
- Met a new 친구~! 레이니 언니. I love her. She was so sweet. Gonna go out again next week
- Starbucks. One more sticker to go to get another planner.

December 7, 2008
- Dance class with the Philippine All Stars
- Bing's birthday

December 8, 2008
- Diliman Trip, didn't get to see Maui though. Grr.
- Shaneen's Birthday!

2008-11-18T05:43:00.000-08:00

This must be one of (if not, the most) happiest times in my life where I'm happy out of my wits that it's finally raining again. Today was just depressingly hot, like you don't even KNOW hot. Global warming is finally making me feel like I do live in the Philippines.. Reminding me that it's never going to snow, and it's never going to be as cold as I want it to be. So imagine how ecstatic I was when I started hearing rain again.

Like 'like in a boy-girl' kind of like?

2008-11-09T07:29:00.000-08:00

Recently, a boy showed me his heart and told me how he felt for me. I could never take confessions like those lightly and easily. I've had two boys confess to me in the past, and my initial reactions were doubt and something close to mistrust. Were they leading me on? Were they playing and toying with my feelings? But with this present confession, instead of logging out of my messenger and trying to squeeze out of him that he was probably joking, I listened to what he had to say and formed mental images of us together as a couple in my head. I tried to make it sound happy, but the reality is that we don't even know each other too well to actually have a relationship. Few with this words, he poured out his heart and made me feel lucky to have somoene like him like me in a boy-girl way. I intentionally did not reply fast enough because with situations like this, you can never be sure with how he's going to take your words or your actions. I don't really recall what I told him that day though, but I'm quite sure it made him uncomfortable because now, we barely talk anymore. Actually, even before, we never really talked a lot. It was more of a hi-hello kind of relationship. Sometimes, I don't understand why he likes me in that way anyway. What did he see in me? There were a lot of prettier girls around me. But who I am to question his feelings and his motives, right?

In a lighter sense, all the gazes, looks, and the glances that I see him steal from me occassionally make me question how things are going to work out between us. Maybe I'm taking this way out of proportion. Hopefully, things will fizzle out right before the year ends.

iPod shuffle

2008-09-13T10:06:00.000-07:00

It's so great when you put iTunes in shuffle mode, but it plays all the nice songs in the whole song list, and skips all the ugly ones, even if you didn't program it to do it that way. You'll understand when it happens to you. Shuffle is the best when it's not so gay and picky.

Home alone

2008-09-10T00:55:00.000-07:00

Home alone again. Classes ended early so I have - yet again - all the free time in the world a frosh can ask for. What else to do? Practically nothing. If I had known that it would be this boring to have so much free time, I would have chosen to be studious and/or actually think of studying. I have so much free time that it's not even funny anymore. I think I passed through all 7000+ pictures and videos of K-Pop for so many times already (not that I'm complaining, though).

Currently playing: Untouchable by SG Wannabe

PS. Please watch Hotel Rwanda. To those who actually have a heart, I hope this movie touches you as it did with me. It's tragic when you realize that the things you see on screen actually happened in real life.

I found

2008-09-03T23:58:00.000-07:00

I have a classmate who has almost the same number as mine. It made me feel happy because if you noticed, we have the EXACT same numbers, except that the 6th and 7th are switched with 8th and 9th respectively. If you didn't get that, you're not so smart. Anyway, it made me feel a little good because it sort of made me gush and for a moment, I actually started to believe in soulmates again. Up until when I found out about this, I sort of let the whole 'soulmate' idea go because a disappointing experience in the past made me believe that soulmates are only meant for movies. So when I found out that this boy had the same number as mine, it had to mean something. I mean, out of all the numbers he can gave, he had the same number as mine?And we were studying in the same school, with the same block, same classes, same course. And he sort of believes in what I believe in as well. We both agree on a lot of things, and we have a lot of similiraties. Soulmates? I think so. But in truth, I really don't think so. But whatever. It's rare for things like this to happen. I think I'm putting this way out of proportion, but let me live in a little moment of bliss. I'm not saying that I do like him, though. I don't. It's too early to call it like that. And I'm not even interested. Love is not a matter of when, it's a matter of who. And I think it's obvious that I'm still too young, naive, and clueless about the whole "love" thing. On a brighter note, I passed my History Exam.

It's raining

2008-08-30T08:29:00.000-07:00

It's finally raining here in the Philippines. And seeing that I don't have (yet again) anything better to say, I'll just write how gratefully happy I am for the rain. It's been excruciatinglly hot the past days. Wow. I'm actually using long words now. Gratefully. Excruciatinglly. And mind you, I barely say anything, let alone long words like those so I must be feeling better because of the rain. It is murder when I commute in the morning to school because it's always so hot, so I'm doing a happy little asian dance (yes, I'm asian) because of the rain. It's been so hot here in the Philippines. Sighs. I hate commuting because of the weather. And the time it takes. Then there are those cranky jeepney drivers sa Main Gate in Clark. What I hate about jeepney drivers in the main gate is that you have to scream at them when you pay the pamasahe. It's like "Maaaaaaaaaaaaanonng~ ETO ANG PAMASAHEE! ISANG UP~!" And when you wait for the change, you have to go like "Manong, ung sukli po sa bente/singkwenta, isang UP, studyante." It's like they're deaf - all of them. I swear. That's why the people who ride jeepneys in the Main Gate should already know that to save from the embarrassment of having to scream at the jeepney driver for the change or for when you pay, you should either pay them the exact amount or sit close to the driver's seat. But that'll be a bad idea because then you have to reach out to everyone else who sat farther kase sayo dadaan ang mga pamasahe. That'll suck, to be you. So I suggest that you save on your 25cents because pwede na rin yong pambayad dito sa Main Gate. But then again, I think I'm the only one who feels this way so just leave me in my misery.

I miss Brightwoods

2008-08-22T22:02:00.000-07:00

2 days ago, I went to Brightwoods with Beena to (I don't remember why we went there). We were shy to go there at first because we felt that we didn't belong. We were talking about how much we missed Brightwoods and truth be told, it's the worst feeling in the world. Being in college, I never realized how much I loved being and studying in Brightwoods. It really feels like family when you're in there, so it was such a happy-sad feeling when we finally did graduate from that second home. How fast time flies. First semester is already ending, and I still have that same feeling that it feels like I just graduated, and am still trying to put it in my head that I'm not in Brightwoods anymore. But what I love about Brightwoods is that even if we aren't students in there anymore, they disregard the fact that we are studying in different schools already and still treat us like family. I miss Brightwoods. It feels like I can never let go, especially since I have a million sisters and a brother still studying there. Yesterday, me and Meg were sitting at the piano and talking about how we were just stressed for college, and it would be such a stress-reliever to go to Brightwoods again. I think that the students and teachers are already used to us (the Supremos) going there to visit BWS every other week. Ohohoho. I visited Brightwoods for three times already in a span of 3 months so I think that's proof enough that I already miss going there. It's obvious that the Supremos aren't really ready to let go just yet. Maybe some of us.

Date at SM!

2008-08-20T07:54:00.001-07:00

Went out with Bing, Irish, Mhae and Jeh this afternoon since we only had one class this day. And it wasn't even a class since we just had an exam. Which was fairly comprehensive, but hard none the less. Went to the mall and we decided to eat at Tokyo Tokyo so that was probably our very first official date as btches. It was a very fun day, and I wouldn't go into details because.. When do I ever go into details? It just makes me forget things just as much as it bores the reader so I guess I'll just say how much I enjoyed being with them. Definitely one of the better days for me as a college student so far. I haven't been actually enjoying my college life fully, so people like these 4 make it all worthwhile. You know what'll be the BEST day as a college student? When I find out that I passed Nat Sci I. Ohohohoho, how glorious will that be? Just amazing. I would flail my arms in the air like crazy to actually rub it in that I survived Ma'am Manalac's subject. But seeing that it is insanely impossible, I'm guessing that the flailing-of-the-arms can wait. In other news, the new look of the dashboard is great! Although I don't really know if that made you jump, but it sort of made me go into my happy little asian dance when I read it. Definitely a good day.

Go China!

2008-08-13T04:13:00.000-07:00

Congratulations to the Chinese for winning gold in the gymnastics thing of the Beijing Olympics. People might be thinking that "Ohh. It's their hometown, that's why. Blah blah blah", shut it. The Chinese were amazing! My favorite was LingLing. Hands down. That little girl is a gold medalist in her own way. There stunts were AMAAAAAZING and their choreography on the floor was beauuuuutiful. Galing, galing talaga. I was watching from the first day up to the awarding, and I was cheering for them the whole time! Galing talaga. I was holding my breathe the whole time they were in the air, which was most of the time, and screamed every time they got it right, which was all the time. It was only this year that I had the sense what the Olympics was really about, because I was too young and naive to care about previous Olympics. The 2008 Beijing Olympics had everything that was needed to make people (considering that I am indeed something you can call human) interested about the event. The song, the jingles, the fireworks, nostalgia, and the pride that you're actually representing your country for something. It makes me so proud to be Asian! The Olympic Song ("Welcome to Beijing") is my official bathroom song for a month or two. How I wish I were an athlete. I'd be the one crying my eyes off if ever my team would win something in the Olympics, if ever we'd make it there anyway. Can't wait for more events. Asians will rule. Goodluck to the Philippine Team! Kaya niyo yan! Kuha kayo ng lakas kay Manny Pacquiao! ;)

Brainfart of the day

2008-08-07T16:23:00.000-07:00

There has been so much hate around that I've been seeing the past week. I'm not so sure if I'm going to to write this cos I might be bashed by a hater that sees this post. Not that I know a hater.. Not that I have a hater (I am hoping that the second statement is at most not true, a hint of reluctancy right there). But whatever. I have lived an honest life, at least I think I did. I shall be one with my senses for the most part. So much hate, it's not even funny anymore. I seriously have nothing better to say. I am not mentioning any names, nor am I going to write a request for them to stop with all the hating. It's just sad to see that as much as these people enjoy bickering and bitching against people in their faces (or at their backs, if they're not so great), the people watching the fight couldn't agree less, and actually enjoy watching the fight(s). At some point, I became like those who enjoyed watching drama. I didn't care about what they were fighting about, but I did watch out of curiousty. (Curiousity really doesn't kill the cat. It's more like curiousity makes you late for a Math class. Pft. Screw it). I enjoyed watching, oh yes. Until I became one of those people who had to go through drama. It's not that I already had a fight with someone, nor have I had anyone talk bull in front of my face. I did have that talked behind my back, but that's all gone away. Anyway, I went through some kind of drama. And it's no fun, no walk in the park, if you want to sound like Confucius. I don't even know to spell the wretched man's name. And I don't even know how to spell wretched. See how much hate has done to me? Tsk. I do not want my children and my children's children to be deprived of what could become a world full of love. Spread the love and become a hippie. Everything works out better that way. At least Austin Powers thinks so.

Isang malaking WTF

2008-08-02T07:36:00.001-07:00

I was going downstairs to print my History Notes for Tuesday's exams, then I saw the newspaper near the mirror near the door. Tas I saw that article. Kita mo, si Noli at (what do you know..), Erap na pala ang gusto nila maging presidente para sa 2010 elections. I seriously want to slap the people who want Erap to win and become president. Pero who am I to slap? I'm still too young to even care about Philippine Politics. I am not at the right age to vote, nor have a say in any political matter concerning my homeland. Pero this whole "Erap is the 2nd best choice to be President according to this survey" is just insane. I swear on a butthole, talagang ang baliw na ng mga Pinoy. Okay, maybe that's taking things too far. But I don't see the whole point of trying to sugarcoat things any longer. Things are bad in the Philippines na. And what's even sadder is that people don't try to understand or try to appreciate what effort the present government is doing. Oh, you might go on saying na "Ganyan ka lang magsalita kase at least ikaw, nakakapag-internet pa. Nakakakain pa, nakakainom pa ng mamahaling kape. Habang ang ibang mga Pilipino, naghihirap nang di nakakain nang ilang araw." That's in fact, true. I still am lucky enough to have these things in my life. Those people who are in poverty have the right to be angry at the government. Pero ako, kahit papano naman, tumutulong naman. Gumagawa rin ako ng paraan para makatulong. Ang gusto ko lang sana mangyari, even if I know it is far from what can really happen, is sana naman, wag na magreklamo ang mga Pilipino. Imbis na mag-rally rally sa harap ng Malacanang, manahimik na kayo. Oo, siguro papakinggan kayo ng mga ilang Senador o officials with your pleas and your shouts. Maybe they will change some things when they see you really fighting for the things you believe in dun sa mga rally niyo. Pero kung inuulit ulit niyo nalang ang mga rally na yan, parang nawawala na ang totoong meaning, e. Parang na-tripan niyo nalang mag-rally. Wag na maging papansin, lalo na pag alam ng mga nagrarally na mapupunta sila sa TV, at makakusap si Korina Sanchez o kaya naman kahit isang saglit, magkaka-15 minutes of fame sa likod ng isang reporter sa News Flashes. But who am I to judge? How would I know if talagang sincere sila sa mga rally, o nagpapansin lang? How would I know? Hindi naman ako sila. It just pisses me off to see that may sakit na nga ang Pilipinas, tas dadagdag pa sa sakit ng ulo sina Juan. It's so sad. I've always wished to live in another country, where people've told me that there ARE greener pastures, but I want to stay here. Gusto ko makitang umasenso ang Pilipinas. Gusto ko talaga. What is with Erap that people love so much? Odiba, halatang hindi ako Erap fan. I am not taking things personally, di ko naman sinasabing masamang tao si Erap. Pero HELLER NAMAN. Is it a hard thing to understand that once a person becomes president, he or she can't become a president again? Sabi don 16% said that Erap would be a good bet for Presidency. Sayang ang boto ng 16% na yon. Sana naglagay nalang sila ng ibang pangalan. Like, I don't know. Some celebrity siguro, para mas masaya. I know that this is just a survey, and maybe this is a whole PMS thing, but whatever. I wish a government official would take a time out of his job, look up Friendster, click the link of my blog in my Friendster page, and see this post. To that government official, whoever you are, I advise you to attend a History Class of Ma'am Ignacio dito sa UP. Patay ka don, babarahin ka non. Anu-ano na kase ginagawa niyo sa gobyerno.

In my room

2008-07-31T04:33:00.000-07:00

I finally have my laptop back.. at the worst possible time. We have a Nat Sci graded recitation tomorrow, I still have a lot to review on, I haven't had much sleep, I failed a NatSci exam, we're gonna have a History exam on Tuesday, and basta. Feeling ko talaga wrong timing ang pagbalik ng laptop. Anyway. I decided to blog because I seriously needed a time out from studying. My mind is having tiny brain explosions, and I do not like it. I need coffee. And it's weird because I do not like coffee. The only thing I order sa coffee shops are the sissy drinks. You know, mango shake, strawberries & cream venti, orange juice, those kinds of things. And I am the best procastinator procrastinatror or whatever you can possibly meet. I'm so good at it it's not even funny anymore. Buti nalang maintenance yung site na I always go to or else, I am surely not going to review. THAT'S FOR SURE. Keep my word for it. Buti nalang talaga I have nothing else to do in the internet beside blog. Okay. I'm really going to get a life na. I'll start studying. Wish me luck.

My First Ever Tag

2008-07-25T19:33:00.001-07:00

It is a glorious moment for my blog life right now. It'll be the first time for me to actually answer a tag. Gaa. Though it's not really a big of a deal, but whatever. I can deal with it (pun intended). So anyway, the tag. Yes. Here we go. I don't really know how to do this, but okay. Gawin na nga 'to.

I was tagged by: BEENA~

The Ultimate blog bloom Tag!

This tag will give you 2 techie points per successful tag.
The rules are:
1. Copy and paste the URLs (ALL OF THEM!) on the list and add them to your blogroll (this gives your buddy one techie point)
2. Add your name according to the alphabetical sequence of the list
3. link your webbie to your name in the list (the second techie point opportunity)
4. add your URL next to the linked name…
5. Voila! just do this, tag as many as you can and wait until your techiepoints grow exponentially! Don’t forget to linkback… in your case link back to JoanJoyce

THE ULTIMATE BLOG BLOOM LIST
Apt 1014
Life in Korea
JoanJoyce
Mckhoii
Nursemagic
Everything Kimchi
Sasageng
Silent Sage
(Okay. I just put my link, right? Okay. Woo. Ka-nervous :P)

The Double Tag
RULE: What you are supposed to do… and please don’t spoil the fun… Click copy/paste, delete my answers, type in your answers and tag 4 people in your lists!

(A) Four places I go over and over:
SM Clark *talagang inuna ko pa ito :P*, Library sa UP, Flints (Dahil masarap ang OMG-Sandwich ni Atcheng Atche), Wala na. Either one of those three places or I'm stuck at home. I know. Sako ako.

(B) Four people who e-mail me regularly:
Xanga Subscriptions, people who ask for the Nat Sci lectures :D

(C) Four of my favorite places to eat:
DITO SA BAHAY! =P~, Flints at UP, Starbucks (ung Strawberries and Cream lang, no Coffee, sorry), Pizza Hut na may dalang Orange Juice galing sa Gonuts

(D) Four places I’d rather be:
South Korea, Japan, Jamaica, Paris

(E) Four people we think will respond:
I don't know.

(F) Four TV shows we could watch over and over:
X-멘, Love Letter, YSMM, Heroine 6

I’m tagging: Ner, Googs, Gale and Misti!

*WHEW* That was a lot of work. Enjoy naman~! Wahaha. Sako nga talaga ako.

Happy Birthday, Da! :)

2008-07-20T11:21:00.000-07:00

First off, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE NUMBER ONE BOY IN MY LIFE. Da, gumagwapo ka, o ;) Blooming! I am going to buy you breakfast from McDo tomorrow, and surprise you with a biiiiig cartolina with big bold words: HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you like it :)

Anyway. I erased a lot of files in my laptop to make room for - yes. You guessed it. Korean stuff. I guess I sort of dedicated my laptop to all things Korean, so I erased EVERYTHING ELSE. Pictures. Documents. Programs that were not needed. Programs that were needed but I still erased 'cause I needed space for new X-Man shows. You know. Those things. And I felt so bad, and still feel bad up to now.. Pati ba naman Fall Out Boy, nakuha kong ma-erase. I reasoned to myself that I still have 2 of their albums and the Live in Phoenix DVD. I just realized I don't know where the hell that DVD is. But I'll manage to find it sooner or later. Anyway, I erased MOST of their songs in my laptop. I didn't have the heart to erase all... I just couldn't. FOB's a part of me no one can ever EVERRRR take away. But I barely listen to them now. And by barely I mean never.. I know, I'm worthless. *sheds a tear* I was looking at a profile of my friend sa Friendster. I was about to click close tab when I heard a familiar song in the background.. Pause, I clicked sa iTunes. I listened to it again, trying to figure out what the song was. Guitar riff palang, e. Then I heard the voice that made me melt a hundred times over.

Lalala come around heeree~ Don't wanna see your face you bettah disapiirr~
The fayah in your eyes and the words are really clear~
So beat it. Just beat it~

Si Patrick.. Patrick Stump. Nagparamdam na rin sa wakas. I listened to the whole song. And ironically, while I was listening to Patrick, I was staring at my favorite Korean band's picture. Talk about adultery. When the song ended, I finally remembered why I loved Fall Out Boy. As I mentally slapped myself for forgetting them for the past couple of months, I could not help but laugh that after all these months, FOB still had that affect on me. Oh, I am such a fan girl. Wala talaga kayong magagawa.

PS. But I still like kPop! WOOT. Go Tei :P

"Pag kayo, naupo sa gobyerno, baguhin niyo, a?"

2008-07-15T01:02:00.000-07:00

Yan ang parating sinasabi ng History I teacher ko sa amin every time we have a class. The Continuing Past. That's the title of our book. It just says that yung mga tae na nangyari dati, nangyayari parin ngayon. That's why she wants us to be politicians and change that image. Well, I am quite sure that I'll never be a politician, but I shall do my best to convince you, dear reader, to take it in consideration. She never misses a class, and if she does, it's only by 10 minutes. I thought that I wouldn't enjoy my history class since, heller, it's History. Who enjoys history? I certainly don't. But the way she tells the stories, the way she analyzes things, you can feel the anger talaga. In our lessons, we're talking about how the Spaniards treated us like dogs... No, scratch that. Worse than dogs. They treated us like we were machines, who didn't have feelings, who did all that was needed to earn gold gold gold, FOR THEM PA, hindi para satin. Sino ang naghihirap mag harvest ng tobacco? Tayo, diba? O ba't sakanila napupunta yung pera? Tas nandadaya pa. Screw that. When she tells the stories, you can really tell and imagine how hard it was for the Pinoys back then. Pati nga ako, nagagalit na kase sobrang naiimagine ko ang mga pinag-daanan ng mga namuhay nung panahon ng Espanya. Kawawa talaga. I've also learned a lot (and by a lot, I mean a LOT) from her stories and discussions. Sa una lang nga, medyo suplada siya. I thought that she'd be our terror teacher. Well, yes, she is quite terrorsome (kase pag di kami sasagot, sasabihin niya bigla "Oh ayaw kong mababagal mag-isip. Gusto ko lumabas ang pagiging analytical niyo. Make your analytical minds work!!!") But the terrorsome-ness is worth it, because what she teaches makes you realize how hard it was for the Filipinos back then (o ito, FYI. Hindi tayo originally called Filipinos. We were the indios. Ung mga Filipinos dati, yun yung mga anak ng Spanish at indios. O ano, sayo mo?) What she teaches makes you so proud to be Filipino, because ang rami na talaga nating pinagdaanan. Tas ang astig parin natin noon hanggang ngayon. Oh how I love History.

Yey For Korean Day!

2008-07-09T08:20:00.000-07:00

We had the usual schedule at school, and time passed by slower than ever. I had my interview for the PsychSoc org. I'm not sure if I'm going to be pursuing joining it, seeing that I really don't know the real reason I applied for it in the first place. Maybe it was because of their appliccation forms. Oh wow. I don't know how to spell application. There. Their application form was pretty, with blank lines and stuff. And I love filling out forms like that. So anyway, I won't be joining the org anymore. I don't know why I should. After that, Soc. Sci. I love Soc. Sci. It's one of few reasons why I look forward to going to UP (besides my blockmates, and Flints, and maybe the library, on a good day). After class, went to UP to talk to Hil. Masaya, masaya. Then after that, my day OFFICIALLY started. I was jumping and screaming the whole time, considering the fact that I was sitting down, so you can imagine my excitement. I was sort of squealing so I think Hil stood aside and watched from afar (my squeals can get pretty annoying). I was beaming. It was Korean Day at SM! YEY! *does a happy dance* It was my first time to be in a Korean event, per se, that was why I stayed a little longer. Natuwa ako, sobra. Mura nalang ako ng mura pauwi. And it was a happy mura-mura. They were dancing, and playing instruments, and the korean boys looked like my crushes sa TV! ^^ and I met a new friend! Deborah unni~ No words can explain. As in no words talaga. Yung nararamdaman ko ngayon? 알거업찬하~ You have to see it to believe it. I want to go to Korea. As in now na.

I Hate Pending App Notifications in Friendster

2008-07-05T13:13:00.001-07:00

It's 4 in the morning (uy, sosyal ala gwen stefunny), and I'm not really that sleepy. I drank mango shake + caramel + whipped cream + nuts + some sort of coffee powder drink from Northern Brew, that's why. I had to stay up to help with some errands, and things ended pretty late. So anyway. This week was a good week. Tuesday, Starbucks with Jameel. Wednesday, Comm I at UP (the best Comm I we had in years, not that I already spent a year in UP but whatever). Thursday, Starbucks with RR. Friday, Starbucks with Hil, Pat, and Nikki. Saturday (which was yesterday cos it's frikken 4 in the morning already), I was at the resort to help out my parents in a catering. I asked my mom if she'd allow me to transfer to Ateneo, and she said yes! So Beena, ihanda mo na ang Chicken Nuggets! I'm very happy about it because I wanted to go to Ateneo and pursue the course that I *drools* loved - Theater Arts. But I chose UP because... Wala lang. Di ko nga alam. I mean, don't get me wrong. Ever since I was a kid, I've always DREAMED of going to UP. And now, here I am, dito na ako nag-aaral, but my course is Psychology, which is interesting, yes. But Theater is what I really love e, and besides, I want to see Chris Tiu in person so cross your fingers. I didn't choose Ateneo when I had to decide between UP and Ateneo because.. ewan. All my life, I've always succumbed to what everybody else wanted, sacrificing what I wanted, and regretting those decisions in the end. But I learned to live with those regrets, e. Pero live with it, I can do no more. Well for once in my life, I finally learn to stand up for myself. Sa tagalog, semi-aktibista na ang dating ko, all thanks to UP. Rumerebelde na rin ako sa wakas! Yes. Go Ann, go.

REPOST: Ten Things!

2008-06-29T09:45:00.000-07:00

It's very quiet today. Considering the fact that it's already 12:12 in the morning. (Oooh. Make a wish.) Anyway. Usually, by this time, there's going to be a lot of videoke singing in front of our house, followed by motorcycles (noisy, noisy motorcycles), and annoying, drunk, loud, trycicle drivers who have fun by.. Oh wait. Never mind. The videoke singing has begun. There they go. Anyway, since I'm very bored today, and I get the chance to stay up late today because we don't have classes tomorrow (just like any other monday, mainggit ka), I decided to make a list of 10 things people did not know, and probably don't bother to want to know, about me.

1. I love halo-halo, lalo na 'yung galing sa Chowking. But I am lactose intolerant, which explains why I don't put milk in my halo-halo. Because if I do, then I'd be farting the whole day. And we don't want that. And I eat halo-halo in a very fabolous way. I eat all the toppings, yes - ALL the toppings. I don't mix them like how normal people do it. That's lame. I eat it like a king. I eat all the toppings, then maybe let the ice melt. Then drink all in one gulp. It's called being smart. I don't mix them, which totally removes it being a "halo-halo (mix-mix)", so they better come up with a new name for it real fast.

2. I cry over the simplest things. Which is weird because the most horrific problems, I can endure. I am used to having to go through hard times. But when it comes to things like old people holding hands, my favorite boy bands singing, sincere people, nature, and animal cruelty, it really does make me cry. It's sort of a thing I grew up with to be empathetic for people and things around me. So if you see someone crying over a dead cat on the road, that would be me. I love simple things. Lyrics to a song, the rain, cats passing by, donuts, people who help me when I don't know what jeep to ride going to UP clark, all those little things. These things make me smile and cry. Seriously. Proof? I cried over a new song of my favorite band. Their voices are just amazing. I am on the verge of crying again... Right now. As in now na.

3. I do not like it when the bands, or the singers I like are going to be known by other people. I know, it's selfish. But I just hate it that. Let me explain, then you'd understand. Example. I'm a BIG fan of Fall Out Boy. Then I meet people who haven't known them. Then I introduce Fall Out Boy to them. A day later, they're gonna be like "I'm FOB's biggest fan and Ann's a loser cos I'm a bigger fan than she is. blah blah blah" I hate that! Anong feeling nila? Don't deny it! A lot of people I know feel the same way too. Ayaw kong sumikat ang mga bands na gusto ko, for some reason. Which is bad but I just hate it when people are bragging so much where in fact, they're just all up for nothing. You'll understand when it happens to you.

4. I am disgusting, to the point of trash. Hindi ako maarte. Wala akong bahid ng kaartehan sa katawan ko. By that I mean, I will touch mud with worms in them, I can kill cockroaches for you, I can eat with my hands (sometimes not washing them, told you I'm disgusting), I'll eat something which I know has been sitting in the fridge for a day or two, I'll eat with my foot up on the chair, puros nalang eat, I don't comb my hair, and the like. Ask my brothers and sisters. They'd know.

5. I'm not girly.

6. I like wrestling, basketball, tennis, and Jack Tv. Please, oh please, ACCTN! Ibalik niyo na ang Jack Tv. I beg of you.

7. I have different kinds of laughs, some of which, have been pin-pointed by my siblings and friends. I have a laugh where I clap my hands and jolt in different directions. I have a laugh where I'm on mute because it only looks like I'm only opening my mouth. My friend said that I have another laugh where it looks like it's just plastic because my eyes look like they're not laughing. I also have a laugh where I spank my thigh in unison with how many ha's I give out. I also have a laugh where I literally say "HaHaAAAAAA!" when I give emphasis on the last Ha. You should definitely try a joke with me. You have different varities of laughs to choose from.

8. I am the most boring person you'll meet, and I mean that. All I do is go online and check my smpi, watch Korean variety shows on YouTube, blog, and that's about it. I don't go online as much on Friendster and YM, which practically has ruined my once social-life. If you can call hanging out once in two months a social life.

9. I have no idea on what I want to be when I grow up. I used to want to pursue Theater Arts, but all that is very hard to reach since I need a GA of 2 or higher to get to UP Diliman. Or I could go to Ateneo, which is where I have that course that I love, but yeah. So anyway. Now I'm thinking of taking up an Exchange Student Program. I realized that I have this unseen desire to travel, meet new people, learn new things, languages, and go to places I've never known that existed. That's what I want to do.

10. I'm a very quiet person. There is a lot of deep thought inside me that I rarely tell anybody else. I barely speak now. I only speak when spoken too, or when there is a need to recite in a Nat. Sci class of Ma'am Manalac. Unless provoked, I say nothing. I'm loud with my HS friends. College is definitely something new so I'm getting used to it. Yes, when I talk, I'm very loud. But I am not the life of the party, nor am I the party. I enjoy a lot of alone time. I always go to SM alone, and just sit down in coffee shops or Gonuts Donuts. Just people watch, maybe enjoy the company of one person, two at most. But nothing beats the feeling when I'm alone. I am not lonely, though. There's a difference.

So, there you go.

Naiinis ako!

2008-06-26T04:12:00.002-07:00

Baket ang gagwapo ng mga Koreano sa YouTube? Yung mga idol ko doon. Di ko na ilalagay kung ano ano ang mga pangalan nila kasi ako, sa mga bagay na tulad nito, madamot talaga. Kumbaga, ayaw ko sabihin kase baka magpaka-ewan ka at maging known-it-alls. Alam mo na. 'Yung mga ganoon, ayaw ko nang ganoon. Tawag namin doon ni Ga, teenyboppers. Ayaw ko rin ng mga gwapo sa YouTube! Nakakainis na sila a! Ako, ayaw kong inaaway, a. Nakakalagas na ng buhok, e. Ang gwagwapo nila, anak ng tuna. Bakit walang ganoon sa Pilipinas. Kase dito, puros nalang mga skinny jeans with matching swide-swept bang. At take note, hindi lang siya bang, side-swept siya, at most of the time, nasa left para daw takpan iyong isang mata nila, tapos igaganon ung ulo pa-ganon para alsin iyong bang, tas ibabalik ulit ung bang para takpan ang mata. Gets mo? Hindi man sila natuwa at nag-enjoy i-bang-bang ang ulo nila. Meron din ang mga lalake iyong tela na inabalot sa leeg na parang gusto na niyang maging katulad ng mga matron sa dorm ng mga babae, na sinusuot ang mga sinusuot nila, with matching shades na tinatawag nilang "avs" (short for aviators, para dun sa mga galing sa sinaunang panahon daw), na either nakasuot o kaya naman nakalambitin sa isang DIY necklace gawa sa rubber band o sintas ng sapatos. Talo pa nila ako. Ako ang babae, at ako ang nagmistulang lalake. Ako ang pinagkakamalang lalake. Sa pananamit ko, lalake na ang dating ko. Ang mga lalake kase ngayon, ginawa nilang panlalake ang mga damit ng mga babae. Kaya tuloy, wala nang choice ang mga babae kundi gamitin ang mga panlalaking kagamitan. Pero ayos lang. Astig naman siya, e. Lalo na ung mga jeans nila - yung hindi skinny. Yung mga babae kase ngayon, puros skinny rin tsaka Havaianas. Hindi ko naman sila pipintasan sa taste nila sa fashion (kung fashion nga ba ang tawag diyan, di ko alam), pero ewan ko. Teka. Ba't napunta sa ganito ang pinag-uusapan ko? Ah. Nag-sawa na nga pala ako. Gets. Oyun. Sana naman makapunta na kami ni Beena sa Korea. Natutuwa na ako masyado sa mga Koreano sa TV tsaka sa mga Koreanong nakakausap at nakikita ko sa Starbucks. O eto pa, isa pa tong Starbucks na to. Ginawa nang hotspot ng mga bata ang Starback na yan. Pero I won't go on ranting about it since this post is way too long already. So anyway. I hope na makarating na kami ni Beena sa Korea. Lord, nag-aaral na po ako ng mabuti. Di katulad nung highschool nung nagbulakbol ako. Amen, amen.

Ann, ang taba mo na!

2008-06-25T05:09:00.000-07:00

A lot of people have been commenting about how I gained weight the past few weeks. "Ann, tumataba ka!" Not that there's anything wrong with it, since I was so thin before. It's been bugging me a lot lately, because whenever I come in a door, yun ang unang sasabihin nila. "Ann. Tumaba ka na." Even the Gonuts Donuts people said that too! I'm always there at Gonuts SM Clark. And by always, I mean always. They know what I order, so that's proof enough. So anyway, sabi bigla ni Kuya Josh *evil eyes*, "Uy, tumaba ka yata?" Kainin ko 'yun e. But yes, I was very thin. So anyway, tumaba na daw ako. Which is supposed to be a good thing in itself because all my eating has finally paid off! Hindi nasasayang ang pinambibili ko sa pagkain! Effective naman pala e. But I don't know if people are liking my gaining weight. Not that it really matters if they do or don't, because it's my body. Actually. Tama nga naman. Why am I even making a blog about it? I guess maybe because it really doesn't matter to me. I've been eating like a pig since Summer '08 started, and I've been enjoying every single moment of it. I've probably gained 10 pounds. Hahaha. I'm so fat. Ah. Not really. But People's perception of "fat" is so different nowadays. It's so sad. As time passes by, the waistline of the word "thin" becomes smaller and smaller, so small that maybe in time, no one's going to be thin. They're all going to be fat fat fat. It's sick how being stick-thin is in nowadays. Buti nalang walang masyadong ganyan sa Pilipinas. I pray for those models who faint on runways. I pray for the teenage girls who want to grow up to be like those models. I pray for the teenage girls who starve themselves with one leftover tuna sandwhich from the fridge - only to remove the tuna from the sandwhich. And not eat the whole thing. And if they do eat it, ilalabas rin nalang nila sa kubeta. And not the natural way. Fat. Fat. Fat. Hay naku.

UP @ 100

2008-06-18T07:01:00.000-07:00

UP Clark-ians went to Diliman a while ago to join in the celebration the centennial year of UP, which is nice for me because I get to be the Freshmen for the Centennial Year of UP. Ayos na yan, fullfillment na ang dating. I mean, c'mon. Who gets to be one of the Freshmen in 100 years? And sa UP pa, diba? So. We watched 100 balloons fly in the sky, we went into 3 different CR's in maybe 3 different streets (2 blocks away each), I ate 3 cones of Ice Cream, and we met the most interesting person in the world (see future picture in Friendster for proof). We were just walking, around UP because conciously and unconciously (for me), we were waiting for the 100 runners. No, not the joggers. You know... the other runners. Yung Oblation Runners. Actually, THEY were waiting for the OR's. I really wasn't waiting for them, because I'd want to retain a good girl image, yung malinis pa yung mata. But a good girl image is never good, most especially when you're studying in a school where every girl bullies the good girl - IF they were any good girls in UP. I mean, c'mon. It's UP. Walang pakelamanan dun. So anyway. We were sitting on the streets, just like any UPean did on any day (because ma-feeling lang talaga ako), and everything was quiet. Then a band came up (they were amazing, the music they played kept my eyes and my mind off the naked runners) and there it came... The Oblation Run. In the flesh (no pun intended). It was sort of a disgustingly funny moment. It was... There's not even a word to describe it. I made a poker face the entire time the runners were there. They were right in front of me. Wow. Este. Yuck pala. Pero at least. I can finally actually say that taga-PUP's na talaga ako. Met Maui before leaving. In fairness, pati pala siya, di memoryado Diliman. It's a freakin forest. UP, ang galing mo!

Charice Pempengco signed my laptop!

2008-06-16T01:14:00.000-07:00

No classes for me today. If I were in highschool, I'd be on pins and needles to hear that. Yes. Walang quiz sa math! But I'm in college already, and a no-class day does not give the least bit of excitement to me. There's nothing to do, because the professors I have don't really give things to study. You have to know what to study, read their mind, perhaps, to get ready for a surprise quiz which they announced days before, which removes the surprise-y element of it all. But anyway, there you go. No classes. Not like there's anything exciting about it. Listening to another feel good Korean song. It's feels so good to listen to fool geed songs. I've been sort of depressed days ago, so it's pretty refreshing to listen to music other than Madonna on bad days. Definitely made me feel a lot better (duh. that's what they're made to do). Went to Charice Pempengco's mall tour yesterday. My mouth was open the whole time. I mean... Yung pinapanood ko sa YouTube, anjajan na lang sa harap ko. I was smiling, jumping, and squealing the whole time. I really was. If you were there, and if you saw me, you'd definitely get annoyed. It was sort of reminiscent to my Fall Out Boy Concert days. Only this time, I got to hug the star. She's such a nice little girl. And she signed my laptop! And my sisters' iPod. I hope she remembers us. Maybe in one of her concerts, or on TV, she'd ask for us. Pag nakita ko siya, I'd go like "Charice! Kami yung nagpa-sign ng laptop dun sa SM Clark. Tas siya yung sa iPod!" *brings laptop/ipod out o bag*. That would be nice. It's definitely gonna be worth all the no classes I have in my schedule. Buy her album! Mura lang. Ganda pa ng boses. Listen to it while you're in the car while your brother's driving. It is going to drive him insane.

Movie Romance

2008-06-14T02:55:00.000-07:00

I watch too much romantic movies. It kills me every time I do. I would always wish that the things that happened to the characters would happen to me. You know, some sort of tragedy then a guy would show up, then would propose to me while I was in my pajamas, looking as disheveled as ever, but still was the girl-of-his-dreams. It would be okay because even if I had drool over my face, he'd see past that and say that no one was more perfect for him than me. And that seeing me in my pajamas was better than me being in a red dress, which is totally not true, but in that case, it was perfect. Then it would end in a hug, if it were rated GP. I defintely want one of those! I'd be the happiest person in the world being single, but seeing almost-perfect love dialogue in a movie makes me want to have an almost-perfect movie boyfriend. It makes me depressed that I don't have someone as perfect as JJ in Unrequited Love. All girls would want that. That is why the boys I meet are never at par with my expectations, because I usually compare them to those in movies. They are no where near my movie boys, except maybe one. Yes. There was one who stood out, but it never worked out. This depression of me watching these movies is the reason why I don't watch a lot of movies anymore. But Kung Fu Panda is definitely on my list.

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Dentists

2008-05-29T08:50:00.000-07:00

I forgot what I was supposed to be writing about today. But I do remember some parts of it - some parts about me talking about how it's hard to talk to a dentist while she's checking stuff in my mouth. I had a dental appointment this morning. It wasn't really an appointment seeing that I just have to walk a few steps to the next building (where my dentists' office is located), which is just 20 steps away. 32, if a song is playing in the background, because I end up dancing to it and doubling my steps, and end up looking like a washed up rag because of it. It takes a lot of me, this dance thing. Then I have to climb up to the dentists' office. Whenever I enter, I usually see a lot of kids' scared faces near the door. I don't get the whole point of kids getting scared of dentists, though. I don't know if that whole horror-dentist demi-demon story is still existing, but when I was still a kid, we were supposed to hate the dentist. And it's not like we had a choice. We just had to. It's one of those "youth-phases" where, when you grow up, you'd be like "Ah. Yes. I remember those times. Good memories." The reason, we do not know. It's some sort of mind-game adults play on us when we're still young. They'd be all "He's gonna kill you," and all. But no. The most a dentist can do is just discreetly replace anesthesia with water so that when he pulls out your tooth, it will hurt like hell. But don't worry. Dentists aren't like that... They aren't all like that. But you didn't hear it from me. Anyway, as usual, my original dentist wasn't there so I got stuck with the two new ones. They're okay. They just talk a lot. Like I'd have my mouth open and they're cleaning my teeth. Now my mouth's all foamy from the toothpaste/drool/water like I have rabies and the dentist'll go "San ka mag-aaral nyan?" It would have been the 9th time they asked that. Maybe to kill the awkward moment of having to put her hand in someone else's mouth. That's why I never wanted to be a dentist. Takes a lot of you. Makes you sweat and step a whole lot more. Dream big!

To slash wrist, press one

2008-05-10T08:52:00.001-07:00

Have you ever had a sick feeling in you? Like that stomach-upsetting feeling you get after eating a bag of Doritos and Cheese Popcorn while watching Speed Racer? I have. And it's not very pretty. It's sad to know that for days, I'd be going through that same feeling. Everyday. Maybe for a week, if I can lay off the Doritos. (cheese pa mo ang flavor, omg). The only way where I can vent out this so called "phase" is either through Dancing or a kickback with Anarrsen (which helped in more ways than one). Good timing pa mo, nag-aaral kami ng Crumping sa JMT. I can bring all the anger up to my face to make it look like I'm some sort of a hotshot, which is really far from the truth, but bear in my mind that I am emo. So please excuse my innate ability to pretend that nothing else mattered. That life is just dandy, and everything's a-ok. But no worries. I'm just fine. Which reminds me, the recital for JMT is coming up. Can't wait. I'm on pins and needles.

You look like a Nicolas Cage :))

2008-05-03T08:21:00.000-07:00

That's it, I'm coming clean. I am now officially insanely addicted to Korea...n boys. Haha. I am insanely addicted with Super Junior and DBSK. I need more videos and/or pictures of them in my life. Lately, all I've been watching are Fall Out Boy outtakes on YouTube (not that it's a bad thing, since FOB is a passion worth watching), but it's a good breath of fresh air to watch something as funny as Heechul acting gay, or Eunhyuk being.. erhm, Eunhyuk. It came as a shock to my friends when they found out that I finally succumbed to their will of me turning Korean. But hey, I got shocked too. To be honest, I never thought that I'd be liking them. Pero kase naman, who can resist this?

This face is worth a million dollars. Lalo na nung nag-peace sign siya. Wow. As of now, I have opened 3 windows with 10 tabs each, all of which are YouTube Tabs of either Patrick Stump in his Honda Civic, or Super Junior and DBSK (though a majority of it is Super Junior Full House). I never laugh as hard as I did when I watch(ed) Full House. Guys. Lagot kayo, addict na ako! :P Supah Juniyah, Pool haws! I am new to this Korean thang so please excuse my insane take on this. I am at a shock and at a loss for words. Ayos naman pala, e. This Korean thing. So my message to all those people who haven't turned Korean yet: "I am not saying that you have to." Bow. Haha.

Michael Jackson must be so proud

2008-04-30T04:31:00.000-07:00

I have just finished watching the new Beat It video of Fall Out Boy's cover. It was just this morning that I found out that my semi-not-so-childhood heroes have made another video (ready to make me fall in love for them all over again). I did not know how I could watch it since the internet here has been very Annalee-friendly. (takes about an hour to connect, poor thing). So I must resort to either going to one of the schmuck internet cafes here in Angeles, or miss half of my life by not watching it, and just wait for it to show on TV. But being the addict that I am, I am willing to (no, not go to those schmuck cafes) connect the internet with every possible way my intelligent brain (no, not really) can think of to watch the video-at-hand. Fortunately, I got to connect the internet in time to watch the video two times. And I must say. Fall Out Boy has done it again. The video was amazing. I was literally screaming my nail-arted nails off while watching. Well okay, I didn't have nail art. But I was screaming - very loudly. Every head bang of Pete, every guitar riff of Joe, every beat of Andy, and every vocal amazing-ness of Patrick shall have been followed by what was called my infamous squeal. I was like a kid opening a gift for Christmas. Excuse the very cliche simile but it's all that I have. Fall Out Boy has rendered me speechless once again. And Patrick was dancing. Take that, Brendon Urie.

David Cook kills

2008-04-24T09:13:00.000-07:00

Everytime I hear David Cook sing every week on American Idol, I die a slow, but insanely enjoyable death. A death full of high notes and sweet music. Sweet, sweet music sung by someone who I feel is even sweeter. He holds the microphone like a real man. Like how a lady should be held with utmost care and respect. He grasps it and sings the song like it's never gonna end. Which I hope it wouldn't, because that would be missing out on the best 2 minutes of my life. As of this moment, I am having tiny brain explosions because I saw what is supposed to be the most beautiful picture of him - ever. I'm looking for more, though. I might stumble upon a good few on the way, seeing that I have initially planned on sacrificing my whole YM time just to look for pictures of him singing to me. Every week, I make it a point to watch Idol just to hear him sing. Just to see him smile his usual smile. It kills me everytime he does. A spur of reality hits me every time he does - that I'm never going to be able to hold his hand the way he holds the mic. When he hits the high notes, he closes his eyes in a way that I'd never seen a man close eyes before. Or maybe I'm just biased because he just looks amazing when he screams the high notes. But either way, David Cook kills me. What's even more amazing is that he plays the guitar (lefty flip, pa). It pains me to know that I'd never be as cool as him. Well, not really. But, David Cook is just amazing. I hope he wins. I'm sure he'd win. And if he won't, it shall be a little reminscent of the Chris Daughtry saga. You know, "won't-get-in-but-he'd-be-waaay-more-better-than-the-crowned-AI". It's always like that. The winners aren't really that popular after the reality show because all the voters are over and done with, and the hype has finally stopped. But nothing's going to ever replace the high I feel when I listen to David Cook sing. David Cook is an amazing performer. He brings me to a place where I know I can say I am at a happy-little-high.

Ang inet!

2008-04-21T23:49:00.000-07:00

People would often think (and maybe shout out) that I am a very social person. That I easily interact with people around me, and that I'm very loud. Though the last thought is very true (due to the fact that people turn deaf whenever they're with me), I beg to differ. I am a very quiet person. Boring, even. I am at a maximum volume of loudness when I am in the vicinity of my friends. You see, I live a very exciting life. A life full of late-night sleeping, early-morning waking (by that, I mean 11 am), and eating. That's about as good as it gets. Other than that, all I ever do is think about the environment and jumping out a car. Okay. Maybe the last one was true, but either way, my life is not as exciting as it looks like. I need happy pills, and thankfully, I did not forget my happy slip. It's my sister's birthday today, by the way. And it's supposed to be an Earth day today. Well it's very earth-y today since the sun's blazing. It's the hottest ever since summer started. It's a shame that those greenhouse gases Al Gore talks about in the Inconvenient Truth never understand how I feel about the heat. I feel like I am gonna pop a toe today. Ugh. Ang inet.

So let's start.

2008-03-20T05:17:00.000-07:00

Okayy. I have ANOTHER new blog? How exciting. Haha. It's annoying how I make a lot of accounts - on Friendster, Myspace, Xanga, Blogspot, Imeem, YouTube, and all the other sites in the internet, and I don't even get to use them. I mean, I don't know what's so annoying about that, but you do agree, right? Let's count. 5 on Friendster. 1 on Myspace. 3 on Xanga. 2 on Blogspot. 1 on imeem. 1 on YouTube. 1 in Candymag. 1 in Cartoonnetwork. 1 on this pet site thing. And more to come on Friendster. See that? Where am I going to? Answer: Nowhere. What do I get? Answer: A shitload of eyebags and wrinkles. Usually, that happens because I spend a million hours trying to write drafts for my weblogs.. este, posts in my blogs, and end up not using them. That's why I start screaming at the world for being so unfair for giving me eyebags, while I work my ass off trying to sound as poetically inclined, as mucho as possiblo, in my blogs. You never know, I might end up as a hot-shot in a TV show. That'd be cool. Where shall I go? Off now. Till the next time, or so, when I do remember I have this blog.