Late Night Update#9

this one's quite old. multiply was going maintenance @-) so i couldn't upload it then...

NUMBER ONE.

Blogging. I haven't blogged in a long time. One reason is probably because I don't have the time. Another is that I do, but I'm lazy. Another is that visiting Multiply is quite sad.

I dunno. No one goes here, so no one really reads. And I don't really want to move to Facebook. But I don't want to go to wordpress or blogspot where you don't really know if anyone's reading. Ewan ko ba.

But as far as my observations have been going--even us regular bloggers don't blog as often anymore. I visited some of our Multiply sites, and the intervals between each blog go really long. And I mean, really long. :|

Multiply, you're not motivating us... Kidding.

NUMBER TWO

Joseph. ACK.

Malapit na! Manood kayo. (Then again, who am I even talking to on this blog?)

It is very tiring. And by very, I mean to place an adverb that increases the degree of tiredness I'm experiencing--it's just that I didn't because it's too brain juice-consuming. Gah.

I'm eating more than I usually do just because I run out of energy by the start of practices.

And lem'me just say it ruins my voice to block scenes. Mainly because I have to contend with everyone else's. Dammit. Why am I even blocking scenes? Lol.

Because of the sorry state my voice might end up in, I've bought myself some voice-healing drugs. Thanks to Ms. Par! :D

First, Pei Pa Koa. I haven't tried it yet, but Mr. Palan agrees that it's the best remedy.

Then, I bought some tea. I drink it every night. Somehow, it makes my throat feel better right away.

Last, honey. I add it to my tea and to my oatmeal. I think it's really helping. Yay!

Ms. Par recommends that if I get desperate, I should take some shots. Yeah, shots. Shots of apple cider vinegar that is. (Yeah, I know, she's crazy. That's what I was thinking too--KIDDING! I love you, Ms. Par.)

Anyhow, all of you (yet again, sino nga pala 'tong 'you' na kinakausap ko?) must watch the show. 'Coz you have to watch my jaw-dropping solo. Oops, I don't think I have one. Lol. But what the hell. WATCH! I didn't just spend all that money on all those shtuff for you not to watch :P (And don't get me started on transpo...)

NUMBER THREE

Kuala! We just watched Tinimbang Ka Ngunit Kulang for Filipino class. That was just... amazing. Makes me wonder why we didn't send it to the Oscars. In fact, why didn't we send the films from the Philippine Golden Age? Himala. Oro, Plata, Mata. Maynila: Sa Mga Kuko ng Liwanag. Etc?

Really sad film. But it was beautiful...

NUMBER FOUR

CAT is killing me. Seriously.

First of all, someone's being an inconsiderate ass. Second, the heat is making me darker than I need to be. I mean, there's a line of contrast between the color of skin covered and not covered by my sleeve. Third, the heat is killing me. I can't think straight. Fourth, my shoes and socks get filled with unwanted sand.

I'm being a brat, but whatever. :P

Thank God it's graduation next week.

NUMBER FIVE

I don't really have a number five. So there. Bleh.

Kill me now, why don't you? I still have a speech to worry about. :| Hahaha. Good luck. :D

Little Fat Boys and Pig Bellies to Comfort the Ailing

*transferringmusictomyphoneheadacheaghhhhh*

Where was I?

Oh yes. I was just about to write a blog--something I haven't been doing even if I told myself I'd keep on doing it at least once a week. Don't we all forget our New Year's resolutions anyway? Yay, consistency!

Why yes, I'm still alive. I haven't died yet even though it seems like there's no life in this blog. I guess one reason behind that is because I've been micro-blogging a lot. No, I don't (technically) use Twitter. I'm non-conformist... I use Plurk. I guess short instant statements basically take care of all of my thoughts, so I have nothing left to write about.

It's just like coughing. When you've spit out a whole lot of phlegm, you can't technically cough out a big one when you feel there's something wrong with your throat... There's nothing there. Poor you.

Okay, bad analogy. I just want to say I'm still sick... but I'm getting much better.

But hell, that's all I've been saying. "How're you now?" "I'm better."

What's that supposed to mean anyway? It's like saying "NICE TO MEET YOU!" when you're being introduced in a really loud party. You don't really know what to say, so yeah, "NICE TO MEET YOU!" (Better analogy... I think.)

So, whilst my illness continued, a lot of things happened. Major things. Like really.

For example, my sabaw article on the elections actually made it past the red tape and in to the latest issue of Stallion. Okay, that's not that major, is it?

What's major? The FX Musical. My QTs. The end of high school.

Yes, I was sick for most of that. Sick of what, you ask (or not)? Pneumonia--a mild form at least. Well I dunno really. Just saying pneumonia easily answers the question.

"What's your sickness?"

"I'm just coughing a whole lot."

"Huh?"

"There's some small stuff in my lungs."

"Huh?"

"I have pneumonia."

"Ohhh... Get well!"

I spent Sunday night in the hospital. No, I wasn't confined or anything. I was just in the emergency room, waiting all night long for the x-ray results. They found something in my lungs. It isn't exactly pneumonia--the doctor didn't say it was. However, she wrote down pneumonia on the prescription sheet thingo. (Maybe she thought about how I'd have a hard time explaining and wanted to help me out a bit with the word pneumonia.)

Well, being sick was a bummer.

First, I missed my speech contest. Damnit. And I really went all the way to Makati for rehearsals the day before. Gee, total good use of time. :|

Second, the first preview of Joseph was cancelled because I couldn't make it and neither could my understudy make it.

Third, I had a really bad preview on Thursday.

Okay, I'm not blaming the bad preview on being sick. There were a couple of factors behind it, and I don't want to get depressed again, so I won't name them.

Needless to say, we really improved on the fumble and had three amazing shows. :D

Thank God. Joseph is over. Well not really... I miss it. But what I mean---gah, you know what I mean. All the hyper practices, the cups of tea with honey, the forgetfulness, the intense singing is finally done. I'm going to write an actually ending blog for that. I won't say much here because I might not be able to cough out a bigger, better blog about it later on.

It was tiring, but it was amazing. I'm going to miss it. I miss it.

As I said, I was sick.

I missed two days of class, meaning I had to make up for them. As such, I had Filipino QTs when no one else did. I also took a whole lot of makeup stuff. Chinese this. Soc Sci that. English this. In Filipino, it was very nakakalula, like OMG'yah!

QTs went pretty well. CLE was all right. Science was pretty okay. Math was a breeze. Soc Sci was pretty okay as well.

Want to learn a secret? But don't tell anyone, I'm such a BI.

I didn't study for the Math QT. Shhhh! I was busy making my Filipino thesis and English reader's companion. Hehehe. I basically crammed everything I needed to know the morning before the test. But yeah, that was easy. I think I was made for log. :P

DON'T COPY ME!

Well. School finally ended today. To celebrate, the whole class--well, most of us--went to the Fort and played paint ball. I didn't actually play though. I'm poor and I'm sick, so scratch that idea. Instead, I took pictures, friend under the sun and died in boredom. But it was fun! :D

(Note: Sarcasm.)

Since most of them decided to skip the movie and go grocery-shopping O.o, Mark and I decided to split. We went to Shang and watched Alice in Wonderland. Great film! :D

Long story short... Well, okay, I don't know how to turn this into a long-story-short summary.

I had a busy two weeks. And it seems quite bittersweet how it's ending. But I won't talk about that here. I'll have a series of blogs about this... prolly. So I won't cough this one out just yet. Hehehe. (I'l prolly be using Facebook for some of them. OMG, NO WAY!)

My phone is making me dizzy. I think I should sleep now. :P

(Gahd, I've been rambling. Need to get my thoughts clear...)

Crappiness

It's sad being at home and sick when there's so much you'd rather do... just like a musical. Anyhow, before I continue on with my hell work duties, here's a few updates.

I am sick with something close to pneumonia.

I went to the doctor last Sunday... to the ER actually. They should have a room with another name. I mean, I wasn't in an emergency anyway. Well, I had fun in there. They pushed me around in this wheelchair--not that I couldn't walk. But it was... I dunno, traffic-prevention method? The nurse had nothing else to do?

Well, they said I was fine naman. But we were re-reading the reseta (yeah, whatever you call that thing the doctor gives) and it said pneumonia. The doctor never mentioned anything about it. But it did say if I had one of the more common symptoms (difficulty breathing, fever, etc.) that I should return. Luckily, I didn't have any of them.

Well, the illness came in such a good time of the year, didn't it?

I mean, I didn't just miss my speech contest, I'm also missing the first show of Joseph. Crappiness! (Make a song to tune of Charlie Brown's Happiness, will ya?)

Anyhow, yesterday, I was kept stress-free by being banned from opening the computer. No homework--and subsequent distractions. Lol. As such, I had to find other sources of entertainment.

1. Jessica Zafra - I've been reading the second Twisted book. Hehehe. Her schemes on world domination have been keeping me entertained... as well as her delusions on Sting and Mel Gibson. Lol.

2. Showtime - It's quite interesting actually. Vice Ganda and Gladys Reyes give it fun. :)) But it does have a couple of dull moments. Nonetheless it made for some sort of distraction in the early morning.

3. My phone - Thank God for wifi. :D I've been Plurking and FB-ing from time to time. The chat app was quite annoying, but at least I was able to use Y!M. Hehe.

4. Iron Chef - The secret ingredient was langoustine. No, it's not related to the mangoosteen. Well, it was sooo inspiring, I made pasta just a few minutes ago. Hehehe.

5. Other stuff. I'm too tired to think.

I was supposed to blog about something more substantial but the song Happiness is too nakakasabaw. I forgot about everything. Anyhow. Off to work.

Everybody, SHOT! SHOT!

This weekend was nothing short of awesome. :D

Varie-Fair-Prom-Fair

Friday was pretty cool. We barely did anything, so I was happy. Wahaha. For once, some rest.

I enjoyed Math class, actually. Everyone knows I enjoy arguing with teachers. Right, Ms. Cuevas? So yes, Ms. Bermejo was the victim that day on why the total surface area of that.... yeah, you'll get bored.

After class, intense FX practice. I had fun "directing/choreographing." Wahaha.

It was crazy. Afterwards, I was tired. I was paos. But what the hell, it's fulfilling.

Then varie. As always, Sponge Cola and Parokya deliver! :D

I felt sad for Akafellas. Hindi sila hit sa crowd, but they were really, really good. :P

Did I mention, I had direct eye contact with the guy in yellow... and with the lead from Imago. (Not only that, she smiled for my camera. And was laughing when I was smiling at her.) And just like last time, nakamay ko na naman si Yael. :)) Lol.

Dance X ended the night. YOU GUYS WERE GRRRREEEAAATTT! :D

Moving on.

(Gahd, whatever happened to my new style of blogging. I haven't been developing it. I'm narrating again...)

Fair the next day. Didn't wake up as early as I planned--as usual.

So yes, I was the voice in the Dedication Booth--the one with the exaggerated DJ accent. :P I was going to try the Jamaican accent after an hour--but I totally forgot about it. There was a time we had nothing to do, so we played the theme to Jurassic Park and Pirates of the Carribean... as well as Enya. o.O

Anyhow, I left early to get ready for MC prom.

So yeah, awkwardness at the meeting place--parents and photos... yeah.

I had fun... though the food was meh.

The afterprom was... YEAH!. It's just like the pre-prom. Lol.

I arrived home at 3. Shhh!

Sunday. Yet again, I didn't wake up early. :P I thought I was late for my CAT duty, actually.

Anyhow, CAT duty was meh. I got bored doing nothing really. Didn't see any fights--other than those on the gladiator booth. MR YUUUUU!

Basaan was crazy. Too bad it was cut short.

Dancing was crazier. Batch legacy: destroying ping pong tables. Hihi!

Changing was whole other story. Lol. I was very wet. And apparently, I was also dyed green.

I went to mass after at MTQ... Alone. First time yata... haha!

On the same pew as mine was Ms. Rocafort. :|

What was really embarrassing was me falling asleep during homily. I got shocked, everyone was standing already for profession. Gahd, tiredness.

I retired in Starbucks. Got myself a drink, would've fallen asleep...

Lol.

Anyhow, later that night I watched a Chinese movie for Chinese class... crazy film. I was flabbergasted right after. o.O

Today felt accomplished. I got all the errands I needed done, done. :D

Well... that's me blabbering on. Gonna sleep now. :P

Late Night Update#8

D'you know what I want to do?

I want to hang out with friends. It's been a long time since I last did. Sad, actually.

I want to meet up in Shang.

Watch a movie. Have some crazy Starbucks session. Fight over where to have dinner.

Then I want to adventure to Sandy's place. And then just hang out.

La lang. It feels like it's been a long time.

And it'll be a long time again. My weekends are packed. Jampacked. I'm just glad we'll only last till the first of March. But the same thought makes me sad, too. We're leaving Xavier. Booo. Sigh.

Sayang. Maraming magagandang movies on the way.

No time to watch them though. Sadness.

Last Saturday, we had a soiree with Woodrose people.

Had a helluva time. :D

That involves dinner on banana leaves, daring people to do strange stuff in public, playing air hockey and singing out of tune. :D

The only BV thing is Fuzion. Don't eat/drink there. Seriously.

And maybe Weston and his outright remark. :|

I could've done without Archie for a night. Hahaha. Let them discover it? Lol.

Anyhow.

I'm a bit worried for FX right now. SOOOOO much to do. So little time. :|

But we'll manage... somehow.

I'm a bit worried if I'll survive as well. Hehe.

I'm trying to spread out my work so that I don't end up cramming too much. We're amping up the rehearsals, so there's going to be less time at home.

I dunno if I'm going to last. I have this strange allergy thing, and I'm developing phlegm and sore throat. Strange really. I hope this doesn't last for three weeks. o.O

My singing doesn't feel right. Vocal rest.

Well. I be leaving now. Hehe.

Oo, siya'ng tunay!

Gahd. That was one amazing weekend.

I don't really feel like going through everything-everything that happened in there--not that I have the time. But I just wanna say that it was an awesome experience. Waking up at 2:30 am was worth it.

So yes, if you've been following Plurk/FB/Twitter, I woke up pretty damn earl and was in school at 3:30am. By 4:30, we were in Volvo Makati. What was I doing there? I joined this leadership camp thingo sponsored by--you guessed it--Volvo. From there, we headed to Tagaytay.

I miss Tagaytay. Seriously.

So yes. It's sorta like Edsor. You have the seminar talks whatever. You have the amazing race kind of thingo. You have the workshop output whatever. But this one was way more... umm... God-centered. And also way more fun. ;)

Sir Joey, one of the facis, was just really, really crazy. Hahaha. Seriously.

But I was the target for his Oo jokes. I didn't mind of course--I was "Sabik na sabik!"

The Hydrophobia game was cool. Though I secretly wished I got wet more. Hehehe...

The bonfire at night was wicked. Okay na ako kung ganoon na ball namin.

Cold air. Fire area. Soft music. Romantic lights. Ayos. If only there were a place like that in Manila. Hehehe.

Anyhow, the camp thingo is also a preparation jig for a speech contest on--you guessed it--leadership. To prepare, we wrote some speeches and performed it in front of panelists. Mine were a Palanca Award-winning poet, a Volvo leader and Raymund Lauchengco--the singer. It was cool to be compared to an Off-Broadway show. Hehe. I was happy they were entertained--you could see it in their faces.

I regretted one thing though--I didn't get Menchu Lauchengco Yulo's signature. Hahaha! Yeah, you prolly don't know her. She's the one who played Mrs. Lovett in Rep's Sweeney Todd. Haha! She was one of the other panelists.

I thought I'd be able to go a whole day meeting new people without being compared to a certain someone. But just before the day ended, I was proven wrong. Shucks. In addition, I now sorta look like another person. *facepalm*

Well. What made the trip fun was the people.

Crazy people actually. But to tell the truth, I was sorta loner-ish. :| I dunno. I blame Vito and Walter :P Nahawa ako sa anti-social tendencies. Kidding.

But yeah, I was quite shy actually--strange, I haven't been that shy in quite some time.

Anyhow, I hung out with a bunch of peeps during the campfire. Did crazy stuff.

And the bus ride home was tons as well. This time, with other peeps. But sadly... it was the bus ride home. :| Tama nga ang sinabi ni Isabella, dapat yesterday pa.

The kicker at the end of the camp was Really amazing.

Looking at balloons flying into the sky felt like a surreal experience. We should do that for grad. ;)

This blog is definitely all rambles. :| I'm ashamed. But whatever. Haha.

I had fun. The end. :D

Late Night Update#7

May tao ba d'yan? *echo*

Just making sure. Malay mo, nagka-bug ang Facebook.

Well. Fatigue.

That's it for now. Wala akong maisip i-blog. But I'll go on anyway.

If you haven't heard the news, I passed UP. The doughnuts worked!

I just wonder--what would've happened if I actually too the math part more seriously. What would have happened if Kim hadn't tricked me into thinking the Math part would be pretty easy to answer. Ewan ko ba.

When I found out, I was jumping around. Friggin' shocked, was I.

I had given up all hope on passing UP already. Hehe. But there it was. I was jumping for joy... not that I was going to study there or anything. Haha! It's just... you know, knowing you passed.

Actually, I would've felt sorta bad if I hadn't passed.

My father's from UP. Nakakahiya.

In addition, when I came out of the Math building, I was smiling. I dunno why, but I was. My dad took it as a sign that I found it relatively easy, and started telling that to my relatives... who were contrasting me with my cousin and how when she went out her hair was all over the place. Gahd. Kind of embarrassing if I didn't passed.

But God. I did. Thank you!

Unless you can convince me otherwise though, I'm thinking of heading for Ateneo. Management Honors, baby!

I do have a few problems though. One, people plan to shift out of it without even trying. *ehemmichaellimseanponceehem* And I don't want to be relatively alone in the beginning whilst I face problem number two: WILL I SURVIVE?

Anyhow. I'm glad this college talk is over with... somewhat. Well, not really.

Basta. Hahaha.

Since I'm going crazy already, I guess I better sleep now.

(Might actually help me understand Physics. o.O)

What's It Like to Be Fired?

'Coz that's how crazy I am. Before I even decide on my college course or on the job I'm going to choose, I'm already thinking about being fired. Strange.

No. It's prolly because I just watched the first few scenes of Up in the Air. (It's a brilliant film, I must say. And I haven't even finished it yet.) I'm definitely going to watch it again. I've just recently added it to the list of films I must see again before I decide on my future. Crazy, no?

In the same list is Revolutionary Road (Kate Winslet and Leo DiCaprio) and... Okay, crap. I've forgotten what they are. Damn.

Anyhow. I said I owe it to my parents to actually blog about this, so here goes.

I made it into the Ateneo! :D But not just that: MANAGEMENT HONORS. *pride*

So here's the dilemma: I have a 100% full scholarship in UA&P. I dunno. When people around you keep talking about it too much, things like these seem to be so much of a drag. My father said I should think about the pros and cons of this. (We'll he's said a lot of things. And he's trying to pry for schtuff I don't really want to talk about. Gahd. College talk is such a drag.)

So here I am. Not necessarily a pro or con table. Just me and my thoughts. Yours would help a lot as well. So yeah, do comment.

COURSE

It's Entrepreneurial Management versus Management Honors. I guess EM was pretty much designed for business men, considering you have to start a business by fourth year. You don't have to write a thesis, but if you don't make the minimum profit level, you won't graduate. It's the top course of the university and (according to a teacher--and my supposed half-aunt :|) it's based on AIM's curriculum. (AIM being the top business school of the country.)

Management Honors is also one of the toughest courses of the Ateneo. I think I might go full-on nerd if I do take it. Quite scary also. Considering only 5-15 people get to fully complete the course, it is scary. But I like challenges, though the question would be if I can handle this challenge. But post-college, I hear there's a lot of very good offers for them. I dunno.

Either way both courses require a heavy deal of schtuff I don't really enjoy--I think. I haven't tried my hand in accountancy or statistics. But the sheer gravitas of the words are scary. ACCOUNTANCY. STATISTICS. Shivers. I don't think I'm that bad at math--just careless. I do best in Trig and Geom. But oh wells.

Why am I even in here? Don't you expect me to be in Theater Arts or something? Lol.

NAMES

Pretty much both schools have good names--I think. Well, in the business world, both do make names.

However, I did have this awkward conversation:

"Where'd you pass?" "In Ateneo and UA&P." "UNNP?" "UA&P "Where's that?" "In Ortigas." "Uhh... I dunno that." That isn't verbatim. But you get the point.

Iba pa rin ang Ateneo.

But then, if I graduate from UA&P, I'd have "full scholar" attached to my name. That's quite impressive in resumes as well, if you think about it. Though, I've been reading up on these UA&P magazines, and it said that they had a hundred scholars the past year. So is it really that impressive?

THEATER

Okay. I don't think you should expect this to be missing. I think I wanna keep doing this. UA&P has this theater org called Kultura. Based on their magazine and the posters I saw, the only thing I recognized that they did was Charlie Brown. The rest were... I dunno really. It's a small theater group, and well, it is a small school.

Ateneo on the other hand has three of them. And I believe they do some impressive material. However, if I do take the course, would I even have time for it? Which goes the same for other probable orgs.

FRIENDS

Hmmm. I dunno who's passed UA&P. Seriously. There's Charles, but he's a definite Lasalista. So consider it a very, very fresh start. It's like a reset button on friends.

On the other hand, a lot of Xaverians will be in the Ateneo. I used to talk about going to UP being really great 'coz I'd be exposed to more people--meaning less Xaverians. But you know what, there will be other people as well. And I don't think this'd be a problem.

SCHOOL

I dunno, but I'm more comfortable in Ateneo. It feels very homey. I've been to UA&P a couple of times already, but it still feels sorta rigid and stuff. I like how Ateneo's more green and definitely much bigger. Also, Katipunan is my home already. ;)

And did I mention it is bigger. More people. Though, the thing about being UA&P is that it'll be much easier to shine in a small crowd.

REPUTATION/EDUCATION

How good of an education will I get from both schools? I'm quite certain about Ateneo, but seriously, I don't know that much about UA&P to even say anything. Practically the only thing I hear about is "Armani and Prada" which I don't think is an accurate description.

I'll have a decision by Tuesday morning. I'm already past my scholarship deadline actually. But they said, if I called early enough, the slot might still be open. So the question remains open. One way or the other, there's an opportunity that's going to be lost.

Late Night Update#6

Gahd. I'm falling asleep here... which is good. Curfew time is near.

So I watched the first Idol episode of Simon Cowell's last season. (Aww.)

My favorites are Katie Stevens (who sang an amazing At Last), Jennifer Hirsh, (with a jazzy version of a Wizard of Oz song), Tyler Grady (who did a version of Let's Get It On that's totally better than Matt Giraud's last year) and Ashley Rodriguez (with a beautiful If I Ain't Got You).

One interesting character didn't make it through: Andrew Fenlon.

Part-nerd, part-diva, part-pompous. Therefore making good television. His singing wasn't all that bad as well if he polished it a bit. But Kara gave him the boot before Simon could say yes. Boo. This would be so much more interesting than Bikini Girl.

If I were to audition, I think I'd sing All My Loving. The Beatles.

I dunno why. It just feels good at the moment. But that might change.

I think I'll try some vocal rest as well as some actual. I've got a lot of notes to hit, and it ain't going to be easy. EDSOR prayer thing is this Friday already. And so is the supposed FX Night--which I guess will be singing intense. I'm pscyhed. I don't think I've ever worked my voice this hard--then again, is that a good thing? Hehe.

Anyhow. I don't think I have much to talk about now. Night!

Late Night Update#5

I think this is the latest late night update I've ever written. Oh wait... nevermind.

What can I talk about? About how I blocked Ms. Lopez from escaping the classroom in order to stall while Rap finishes our group work? About how lunchtime CAT training was a big mess? About how mentioning the words 'what're you gonna do about' and 'college' can ruin my night? About how a sphere can be filled with orange liquid by twice the volume of a cone?

Nah. Boring.

Then again, I have nothing much to talk about...

Except maybe about my epic fail. Hehe. I'm sorry, world. I ate some sweets last Saturday. I couldn't help myself: it was too tempting. How often do you encounter Fig Newtons anyway? (No, I'm not talking to you. Apparently, you stock up on them.) And also, how often are you served sweets whose names you can't even pronounce right?

Yes. I went to a debut last Saturday night. It was awesome.

There was a photo booth. There was BAMBOO! There was head banging and what-not. Don't you just love being plus one? Happy Birthday, Clara! You may not know me, but thanks!

Anyhow, today was a day of intense singing. I'm doing the solo for Don't Stop Believin'. It's in my range, but it's in a high octave. I can reach every note, and it's brilliant. But gahd, that's intense singing. Then more singing for FX.

Don't we ever get tired? Nope.

Anyhow. Night!

Three witches await in my bed. And prolly a dagger as well.

Don't Make Me Cry.

I just wrote a new song. If I were gifted enough to actually play it on the piano, I would... but I'm not, so bleh. It's very bluesy if you're wondering. And if you're wondering what the title is, you don't have to look too far... seriously.

What to blog about now?

Last night was fun. Plus one-ness is awesome-ness. Now, I'm just waiting for the pics.

What else?

This morning was not. Trust me.

No Fear, please make yourself available already! :D Thank you.

Since my mind is blank anymore, that's it for now.

Late Night Update#4

I love these updates. They're fun.

I'm developing my writing skills, which is awesome. Don't you agree? If last time I was thinking about vlogs, (God, that still sounds awful to me. Why can't it be called blogees or blogeos or viddies or something. Okay, those were bad suggestions.) this time, I'm thinking of writing a blog.

Okay, I'm prolly not making any sense to you right now. Here. So I watched 'Julia & Julie' a few weeks ago, remember? So it's about Julie Powell--who writes a blog about her cooking adventures. No, I'm not saying I'm going to write a blog about my cooking adventures. I'm thinking, I wanna expand my audience? I dunno. I think it'll be fun. But what do you think?

Doing this everyday is fun. And yes, it's better than doing it in some one else's persona. I'm sorry, I think I get too brain dead to get ideas for a new story everyday. Hehe. Yes, hundreddays guy is prolly dead by now.

You know what else is fun? Brilliant, 100-point poems. Yes my poem 'If the stars align tonight, what would my mother say?' got me a hundred points. That's what. I literally jumped for joy. That was a gamble. I didn't know if it would hit or not. But it did, thank God.

What else have I been writing? A journal. Yes. May blog na ako, may journal pa.

Since I didn't know what to do with my Starbucks planner, I made it a journal. So every night for the last two nights, I've been writing about some thought or feeling that I had the day. Before I shut out the lights, I'd be on my bed, writing some vague personal reflection on something really, really personal. Hehe. (The last two have been about a certain person ;) )

Yes, It's 1:50. I'm way past my curfew. (So I'm not only diabetic, but also a political prisoner. I kid.) But put it into context: I woke up at 11pm. Happy?

Anyhow. I read another article from Yahoo! Lists of Banned Words for 2010.

Crazy. I don't think 'sexting,' 'app,' 'friend' as a verb, 'tweet,' or 'Obama' as a prefix will go out of season anytime soon. They kidding? Though I do agree with one commenter. They should stop attaching "-gate" to related scandals. I just find it useless.

I made a better eggy in a basket. This time, it wasn't fail. That was random.

I don't have anything much to update about now. Crazy.

So I'll shut up and go to bed. Besides, there's a mosquito that won't seem to leave me.

Of Dreams and Football

I just read this damn sad article on Yahoo! It's about two football quarterbacks on a very sad night.

I know what you're thinking. "Why the hell are you--of all possible people--reading about football?" Well, the title seemed really interesting... as well as the very sad picture. "College star's tearful throws to dad." I had just been watching Adaptation (Meryl Streep, Nicholas Cage), and the title seemed to have the makings of a good film.

I'd link it once again. (See my Plurk/Facebook) However, the damn link closed down on me. All the comes up is Yahoo can't find the damn page. Wth. Just a few minutes after reading. Not even the Yahoo site brings up the right link.

But just in case it comes back up: try it again.

The article was very well-written. And I was listening to the emo side of Laura Izibor ("Mmm..." Really good Irish soul singer).

It made me feel quite sad, it did. A dream slashed is, I believe, is just the saddest experience one can have. I really sympathize for them. I do.

To dreams... and dreams. Fuck reality.

Sigh.

Late Night Update

I'm on a roll. Am I night?

It's my third consecutive night of blogging. I'm enjoying this. Aren't you? (That was rhetorical. But you know, if you wanna leave a comment and say YES. Why not?) I doubt how long I'll be able to keep this up. Things are gonna get pretty intense once all the homework start pouring in and the rehearsals get more serious. But this is cool for now.

What to say? Ahh. My weekend.

For my weekend, I was planning to watch competition/support a few friends. What do I mean? A certain school on the same street is performing Grease. Hehe. However, that was cancelled. I'm now going to a debut. Lol. So I'll be partying instead.

What else? My diabetic life! (No. I DO NOT have diabetes, mind you. I'm calling it that now.)

I think I'm getting used to the lack of sweets. I wasn't looking for anything tonight. Yeah, female dog! Instead, I cooked a failed version of eggs in a basket. It still tasted god, but the egg definitely wasn't just in the basket. It was everywhere. :|

Since we are talking about food, I'm gonna be cooking this weekend as well. Why? Because I'm tired of ham sandwiches and peanut butter sandwiches and whatever sandwiches. I shall teach my maids how to make other sandwiches. What exactly? I dunno. But what's life if we don't do some Dora-ing. (Not rat killing. Exploring.)

Add to that, I'm going to succeed at making eggs in a basket this time!

Anyhow. Today, we had a very interesting talk from Mr. Francis Kong.

He's an amazing speaker, I must admit. Really got us going. I just don't remember now the main idea of what he was talking about.

Now, it's 12:55. I shall leave to make my 1:00 deadline.

Wish me luck on the Shakespeare quiz! :D

Late Update #2

Right now, I am munching on a slice of an apple.

By munching, I mean to imply that I'm not enjoying. By apple, I mean to imply that it's just some red fruit with meat that's too mushy and totally unlike the apples I like eating. By a slice, I mean to imply that I'm not eating anymore slices of said fruit. Bleh.

God. A life without sweets.

How long will I last. Till Easter, duh. You have discipline! (...right?) But someone seems to enjoy mocking me. Tonight, I spotted food for the gods, butterscotch, durian candy, this sugary ball thingo and (my all-time love) piaya. Why?!

In other news, I listened to the music on my (brand new) phone last night. Yes, I did complain about the sound quality of the speakers. But hot damn. I plugged my earphones in last night, and it was music heaven. Seriously. It would totally kill my iPod if it had more memory.

And in more totally unrelated news, I am glad to say I will be enjoying my Chinese-free curriculum once I graduate Xavier. And I know you might say I'm wasting all those years of Chinese education (or not), but seriously, I don't think I'll be using it any time soon. The world is globalizing (if you want to think it is), yes: that's why there are translators.

*Luis, at the moment, is being child-like and shallow. He is enjoying playing with the apple he bit but did not chew or swallow. It has formed some kind of strange but interesting shape.*

I got a C in my HSK results, which I am totally grateful for. I'm not even Chinese, so what am I bothering about? But what is bugging me is the fact that Chinese might be my downfall. My poor long test grades don't exactly bode well with my hopes of graduating with honors. Meh.

I am hoping for a miracle. Amen.

Now, I shall finish my apple. Uck. Finished.

Late Night Update#1

Hi. I'm hungry.

The only available food right now are bread, sky flakes and a cinnamon roll.

I'm not in the mood for bread or sky flakes.

Guess there's only one item left in the list. Sad to say, I've refused pastries already. See previous blogs. Good luck to me. *cries in one corner*

I kid. But seriously. Heeeeeeeeeelp.

Temptation. Temptation. Temptation.

Also, I plan to sleep early tonight.

By early, I mean not past 1. I'll take this slowly until I reach my goal of 10:00. Hehehe

That's another one of my resolutions. I should really write them down formally, shouldn't I.

(I slept at 2:30 last night finishing my reader's companion. :| Gah. To think I didn't fall asleep right away pa.)

And there goes an update. Hihi. Good night.

Oo, Bawal Ka!

I am enjoying my music tripping right now. Flamenco guitars. Janis Joplin. Billie Holiday.

Quoting Sister Act, my taste in music is eccentric. I'll listen to anything. :P

However, I shouldn't be enjoying them. Boo.

My poem won't record itself. And that project won't finish itself. God.

But I'll have two more songs before I finally send in my recordings.

Then I'll watch Almost Famous. :P

Oh yeah, have I mentioned I've been watching movies lately. (No, not the crappy MMFF entries.) Recently, I watched:

• Adam - Hugh Dancy was great in the role. Too bad he's gonna be snubbed this year. Lots of contenders. And the story was awww... Though I think I share some symptoms of Asperger's. Oh noes.
• Funny People - I wasn't satisfied, I wanted Adam Sandler to die. Lol. I'm sorry, but it just wasn't complete enough. Nabitin ako. Though it was a great movie. Bo Burnham was there, LOL. Leslie Mann and Eric Bana were amazing. Hehe. Fuck Facebook!
• Julie & Julia - Meryl Streep was wow. Haha! Hey, and give Amy Adams some credit! Gotta marry a girl who's ambitious in the kitchen. Hahaha!
• Precious - That was just WHOA. Mother fucking' bitches, it was mother fuckin' amazin'! Gabourey was great. Ang Mo'nique was mother fuckin' scary. And Paula Patton made me want to become a Harlem teacher for a few moments.
• An Education - Carey Mulligan! Totally convincing acting. I thought she really was schoolgirl age. She's 24. Wow.

Since my titles already have some kind of significance with my blog. Here's what I mean by that:

I shall now go on to an at called discipline: Bye bye, sweets (and other unhealthy food).

I know. It's sad. Why I'm doing it, I have no idea. But what the hell. Bye bye.

I think I'll set this till Easter. :D (Early on the Lenten sacrifice? IKR?)

Therefore.

1. No more candies--not even Mentos. Exception being mints when I need instant fresh breath.

2. No more chocolates. Exception being M'n'Ms but only when I'm sad.

3. No more soda. Not even zero. Not even light. Not even on special days.

4. No more Frappuccinos. No whipped cream. Only straight hot or iced coffee from Starbucks.

5. Any other drink that's not water is banned. Exception being Nescafe Latte in Can but only during show dates and days I didn't sleep.

6. No more Starbucks pastries. (Oh shit, cinnamon twist!)

7. No more chips--not that I really eat them.

8. No more unhealthy snack biscuits and the like.

9. No more pastries. Not even the cookies or the banana bread in the canteen.

10. No more pancakes, ice cream and cake. Not even on birthdays.

Instead, I shall indulge myself with... FRUITS!

:| Wish me luck.

What do I hope to achieve? I dunno exactly.

Kidding.

One, discipline. Two, better health.

Not that my sugar is high--though my cholesterol sorta is... But I can't do anything about that. Don't you just wish the canteen sold healthier food?

Anyway, that's it for now. :D

New Year

Don't you just love spending New Year's in my tita's? There're fireworks in every direction you look at. Great ones, too. (And Ai-Ai waves Happy New Year as well.)

It's a new year! Can you believe it? (Of course you do, how hard is it not to?)

If I were sentimental, I'd be blogging about all the wonderful and not-so-wonderful memories the past year has brought. But right now, I'm not, so humbug. :P

Let's make some resolutions. (And break them! Kidding...)

...I will blog more.

Yeah. I don't get to do it much anymore. Quite sad really. So this time, I'm gonna set a date. FRIDAY NIGHT IS BLOG NIGHT. Unless Friday night is party night... then Saturday afternoon is blog afternoon. (That just doesn't ring, doesn't it. Who's ever heard of event afternoon?)

...I will study better.

I don't want to be in the alanganin state I am right now. (I hope I get honors. I hope I get honors.) So for the fourth quarter, I will really work better. (It's a good thing Glee continues in April. Lol.) And for college, whether I decide to be a scholar or in one of the toughest courses (hoping I do get in there), I gotta work my ass off.

Side note: Did I mention I have to maintain a grade of 1.75 in UA&P to keep my scholarship? Is that hard? Is it worth it?

...I will get a pet fish (...sometime in the year.)

'Coz I figured I have to learn to take care of something, right?

...I will exercise.

Yes. I will. I must. So Im'ma start jogging more often. 'Coz I gotta stay healthy.

And over the summer, I will really work hardcore. Lol. I may be lol-ing, but I'm serious.

...I will use my Starbucks planner for at least 4 months.

'Coz I keep collecting but I never really use them. :|

... and for now, that's it. I'm too tired to think of anymore. :))