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there IS a God!
Mood: Speechless
ThemeSong: With Jaws Wide Open (a la Creed)
Watchawearing: my supa-flattering Esprit trousers
I've been thinking all this time that in France all the women are beautiful and the men are kinda... Gallic-looking, to be "nice." I take it back...
Woke up to a very lovely text message this morning from one of the head honchos in ASEC (Ateneo Student Exchange C... Company? Er... sorry ha...) saying that my request for a French buddy was approved, avec the guy's number and everything. So texted Jean-Baptiste (or JP, pronounce Jeep) and we set up to meet for lunch. Was supposed to meet him at 12:10, right after my illustration class, at the overpass. So was walking, walking, walking. Expected to see a tall, lanky Gallic-looking guy. So when I saw this kinda-short (for Europeans, but average for Pinoys) guy, I kinda hesitiated. But I went on anyway. "Jean-Baptiste?" And it was him.
Let me just say that I was pleasantly suprised. Very pleasantly suprised. Let's just say he looks like Christian Bale (drool!!!) with some Tom Cruise thrown in (as in nose, bone structure). Basta... super drool worthy. So anyway, I was being all friendly lang because even though there's no way I'm going there, I still appreciate masculine beauty. (Actually me and Jen were just talking about that last night during band practice.) And let me say this guy has A LOT of masculine beauty going for him.
I'm reminded of the song Jen played for us last night, that we tried to figure out when Raygen (perpetually late but stuck in the rain so he had a valid excuse last night) eventually showed up. It's entitled "Come may?" and that phrase is Italian for "How can" in literal English and "Pano na" in the more aptly-fitting Filipino. Pano na? Coz he's younger than me (9 months younger lang naman, but still...) and... basta. Cute lang siya. Scratch that and make it guwapo. Sigh...
Well, he IS Christian, but not that active, but that's still rare for a French guy, and--GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF, ROR!
Sorry ha. It's been a while since I've seen a supercute guy. The last one that made me gobsmacked was the guy in front in my Philo class during first sem, and by second sem came I wasn't drawing him every spare second during class. Who happens to be in my Theo class this sem... Anyway, I just noticed that YEAH, all the guys who've made me gobsmacked have chiseled features. Like I've observed before, I don't want to stand next to a guy who makes me look scary in comparison, especially as I stop being scary when I know he's THE ONE therefore no more super-evasive tactics coz I can just say nicely, "I'm married, sorry." So there, THAT'S why I don't like maamo guys.
So why Mr Rhino? Maamo ba mukha niya? I think he looks brooding all the time. A friend (if I put her name here it might give the game away) said she was scared of him when she first met him so he probably DOES look scary... Besides, I crushed Mr. Rhino's brain and his gentleman-ness. I mean he NEVER made me feel uncomfortable. Probably his maturity.
Actually I've been in a bit of a smeg (Theo's word) during past few days due to a series of unfortunate events. Let's just say i was upset and I had a really heavy feeling inside (mabigat ang loob ko.) Anyway, yesterday after French I saw Ate Bon, my CCC discipler, leading a small group of Ateneans in the SS Foyer. And one of them was my crush from... Filipino 14, sophomore year ata. Basta cute sha. Looks like a gentle giant. Christian pala!!! Hehehe.
Again, I'm not going near there, but I think God was just trying to cheer me up. Because He knows naman na I was down and one of the things that makes me feel better is the sight of a really doodle-able male. Because although I really appreciate feminine beauty, it's kinda common especially in ADMU. Now handsome guys who aren't full of themselves are rarer. So God's strategy worked. Even though I just waved and didn't talk to my ex-crush (whose name I've forgotten but I still say "hi" to when I see him), I walked away grinning like a loon.
And then today I met Christian Bale/Tom Cruise guy. Sigh. I'll ask him if I can draw him. Such lovely eyes... (No Jen, didn't notice the color but the lashes... Ooohlala!) Sana naman since he's not Pinoy he won't read my wanting to draw him the wrong way, devah. And just the face naman. Speaking of, sana may nude drawing during ACP this year. I've been trying to get it since forever but... Anyway.
My gawrsh I sound like such a boy-crazed airhead. Anyway, I know the truth naman, and the truth will set you free. (Hahaha! Jen, another inside joke!)
sticks and stones... and words
i'm so happy!!!
Mood: absolutely fantabulous!!!
ThemeSong: Perfect Day
Just finished my first Philo class with MIGUEL DE JESUS!!! WHEEE!!! I'm so glad to be out of Fr. David's class. Actually, when I came to school to get my load rev'n form this Saturday, the department had just moved me to his earlier class. But I had explicitly put in my schedule that I couldn't make it to the earlier class because of training (a perfectly valid excuse because I do really want to do dragonboat rowing again, but I probably won't) so I was quite upset. I went into the department looking like a lost sheep until this man came in, carrying a sheaf of load revision forms and he was signing them on the secretary's desk. Then he goes to me and asks, "Can I help you?"
I figured he must be the department chair, so I was quite ecstatic even for the possibility to talk to him and plead my case. So I explain how it's conflict with my possible-rowing training and my new lllustration class, and he brought me into his office to check if it was so. Anyway, so he tried getting me into one of the open classes (de Jesus' class had 0 slots open, but this was better than the negative digits on most other profs') but I explained that all the open classes (even in the other Philo course) were conflicting with mine. So I sweetly said, "Sir, look at that class (didn't mention de Jesus' name, lest he think I'm interested in the teacher, not the schedule), 0 ang slots, ung iba overloaded na pero yan hindi pa. And look! The time is perfect! (Didn't mention that I had a class at that time that I could easily reschedule because it's in my home dept) I have a class before that! Sir, dyan nalang po!"
Ainsi, I got into de Jesus's class! And I'm so happpeeee!!!! :D Thank you, God!!!
So my sched is as follows:
MWF
8:30-9:30 :: MIS 141 with Olpoc --> very good!
9:30-10:30 :: Philo 104 with de Jesus --> very good!
1:30-2:30 :: Theo 141 with Tejido --> the lesser of many evils
2:30-3:30 :: French 5 with M. Soriano --> the only one teaching this course this year, so no choice
TTH 10:30-12:00 :: ILLUSTRATION!!! --> fun, fun, fun!!!
T only 4:30-7:30 :: ITM122x (Management Games) --> should be fun
Th only 6:00-9:00 :: MIS131 with Rodriguez --> good prof and I love my group!
This year is looking good! Quatro na 'to!
Sat morning went to my first day of ENLI Youth (I started VLI in my sophie year but didn't get to finish coz of dragonboat training). It was fun, waaaay more fun than VLI in QC. Met Pastor Luther's two daughters, Arky and Mikee, who are really nice. We got on so well that at the end of the first day we were practically planning for a Baguio trip in the middle of August (just in time for QC day).
That afternoon after finished dancing about in glee after getting into deJesus's philo class, JenSomeone and the somebodies had our first practice with our drummer, Andrei, Raygen's disciple. He's quite good and he picks things up fast. We practiced in this studio near Jen's house and it was kinda loud, but fun. And the owner, Ray Amigo, was recording! When we were packing up, he played back our practice run of "Kaya 'to", our hyperactivating Tagalog song, and we sounded pretty darn good for a first practice with a drummer and in a studio!!! We miss Bombi, our percussionist. He's busy with work as a director for the month...
After practice went to Fete de la Musique in Ortigas. Man, it was so packed. Wanted to go to the World/Ska/Reggae stage but it was shoulder-to-shoulder, and oh-so-sweaty. Sayang... And didn't see that much music because we were trying to dodge the crowds half the time. Around 1/2 am we moved to Megamall, Aeo treated Jen and me to some cold drinks and we waited for Rommel from Barbie's cradle to join us. When he finally did, Jen and I helped him plan for his proposal to this girl in Denmark. I succumbed to a major kilig moment, which was quite embarrassing. Then Rommel drove me and Jen to T.Morato as I was spending the night at her place. We had some food at the McDo near Jen's house before finally crashing for the night at around 4am.
Sunday we went to Church and I got dropped off at the Bonifacio-Moraleses place, where I made up for the 4ish hours of sleep from the night before. The rest of the time I was hyperexcited for the next day, (today) my first day of school with a finalized (and oh-so-yummilicious) sched.
I'M SO HAPPY! And although I hate to say that it took circumstances to change my bad mood of the past month so far (because after all joy isn't circumstantial), I've got my joy and peace back!!! Wheeeeee!!!
pls let me get de Jesus...
Mood: hopeful
Watchawearing: so girly today!!!
I managed to get out of my history class, which is very good. Not bad anyway since the rest of my coursemates are taking it next sem. I just wanted to advance and overload THIS sem, but instead I'm overloading for both sems. Which is fine considering I replaced an uberhard class with PRACTICAL ARTS: WRITING AND ILLUSTRATING FOR CHILDREN. Wheeeeee!!!!
And the PERFECT thing is that it conflicts with my current Philo class. I just want to say that I was so desperate to get out of Father David's class that I was THIS close (pinches fingers) to committing something so dark and shady it could have gotten me expelled just to get out of class. (I bet you're intrigued at this point. Buwahahahahaha!!!) As in I did everything already and just needed to submit my masterpiece of deception, but then the opportunity to do illustration came up.
It really is true that when we are tempted God provides a way out so we don't have to succumb to the temptation, no matter how desperate we are to achieve the "greater good" (in my case getting out of hell prof philo). I'm praying to get Miguel de Jesus instead, not because he's supposed to be cute, but Jen said he really challenges your thinking, and I need that. I know how to get a B+ with Fr. David, but I want to LEARN, not just be another parrot. And I want an A.
I want to have my cake and eat it too....
Ricky saw me and I asked him to pray for me. So he walked with me for a while and prayed with me. Thanks bro!!! Whenever I go up to Baguio, I end up backsliding because it's so darn comfortable up there. But no more. My sem just got jump-started by all these problems. It makes me think yet again that God allows us to go down so low that we can't help but go to Him and say, "M'aidez mon Signeur!!!" (Help me, my Lord!!!")
Makes me think of my absolutely most favoritest song:
(but i admit to liking the one by Backstreet Boys too... hehehe)
Lavishly our lives are wasted
Humbleness is left untasted
You can't live your life to please yourself, yeah
That's a tip from my mistakes
Exactly what it doesn't take
To win you've got to come in last place
To live your life you've got to lose it
And all the losers get a crown
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down
All I need's another day
Where I can't seem to get away
From the many things that drag me down, yeah
I'm sure you've had a day like me
Where nothing seems to set you free
From the burdens you can't carry all alone
In your weakness he is stronger
In your darkness he shines through
When you're crying he's your comfort
When your all alone, he's carrying you
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down
This valley is so deep
I can barely see the sun
I cry out for mercy, lord
You lift me up again
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down and he lifts me up
I get down and he lifts me up
Every time I'm down the Lord lifts me up
my first REAL class
i hate this sem. so hard to do load rev! but i think i've figured something out, so... we'll see. maybe this sem won't be so bad... anyway, just had my first "real class". Went to History on Tuesday and my teacher is really good, except it's in Tagalog, so I really can't take it. So I have to load rev out. And the Philo and Theo departments are being such %&*#ing *&#@'s so it's getting VERY difficult to get out of Father David's class (yes, the infamous Father David who gives knee-high readings. But again, I have a plan...). Thank God I got out of Dy-Lliacco's Theo class. He's such a close-minded prig. The person I load rev-ed into might be just as bad, but... still she can't be as bad as Dy-Lliacco right?!
Went to Makati yesterday to catch the last day of the French film fest in Greenbelt One. Thanks to a nice guy-friend I didn't get lost. (Thank you AEO!) He actually met me at the MRT to see me safe to the cinema. Awww... He suprised me because he was supposed to go back to school right after we had lunch but he plopped down beside me in the theater after saying goodbye. Then he had to go to class after that movie, which was too bad because the next two movies got progressively better.
The first movie, "L'Affaire Marcorelle" was really confusing. As in dizzying. (Hi Dizzy!) It was about lawyers and Polish prostitutes and crime rings. Basta, sobrang weird, not really in a bad way but it was so... French. Next was "Les Marchands de Sable" which was about drug dealing. Not bad considering the "bad guys" die. Meaning practically everyone dies. Then finally "Scenes de Crimes," the best in my opinion because it's very CSI-ish. Blood and gore, and a really good corpse on the autopsy table, with pubic hair, a believable crotch and everything. (The French don't seem to have any foibles against crudity or bluntness, which I kinda like. Few peoples are so candid.) Okay, it's almost Hollywood enough to satisfy most people.
First real class of the sem went well. MIS 141, Project Management. 6-9pm, but my prof says he usually finishes at 8:30. I like my prof. My group looks promising as well. Liz (supernerd), RJ Mendi (geek-weirdo, he's asked to be called "Bogart" by our none-the-wiser prof), Leo (metrosexual Flash-er -- as in of the Macromedia kind) and... someone else. Oh yeah, Franz... who I guess is smart but I don't know in what exactly...
Anyway, our first GA at the Placement Office is tomorrow and I have to make the Flash. Plus I have to do my French homework (one page on "how i spent my summer vacation") -- and I cut yesterday to watch my French movies. So I have French and Theo tomorrow... Then my GA, then... sleep.
MY ROOM'S CLEAN! Okay, fine. Clean-ER. :D
first day of class
Mood: Sweaty
ThemeSong: Manic Monday (kahit Tuesday)
I had such high hopes for load revision this semester, but it looks like things are going to be a lot more difficult than I anticipated. The Theo and Philo departments are such pains in the proverbial asses. (And we're not talking donkeys here, people!)
It's been an eventful week. On Wednesday something happened that got me crying waterfalls in a restaurant with a guy-friend in front of me. It was funny because it looked as though we were breaking up, but what actually happened couldn't be farther from the truth. Anyway, don't want to go into details lest I burst into tears again. I've decided not to think about it any more. I think too much, and my thinking too much has caused me problems, it seems. Drats!
I think we all NEED to get our hearts broken at least once in our lives. And since I'm not letting any guy close enough to break mine, a girl had to do it. (We're not talking girl-on-girl action here kiddies. I'm 100% attracted to the male of the species.) Basta. So anyway I made up with Josh that evening after a month of him giving me the silent treatment. I couldn't very well let two people I care about not talk to me right?!
I was so depressed on Wednesday, I went to the supermarket to look for chocolate. Yes, the girl who gave up chocolate for her New Year's Resolution was scavenging the aisles looking for Dove chocolate. Good thing there wasn't any Dove chocolate else I'd have been scoffing chocs like there was no tomorrow. Then I looked in the spirits section for strawberry daquiri or some fancy sweet white wine, but again no such luck. I realized that even if there was some alcoholic beverage I liked (meaning "that didn't taste like alcohol") I wouldn't have been able to buy it because I had no ID on me. Not that I think they'd have asked me for it, but it was a good excuse by my conscience. So I borrowed four thick novels (as in the funny mushy type) and finished them all within the next 24 hours (including the long breaks in between of course -- sleeping, eating, using the toilet...).
Thursday to Saturday was filled with me trying not to think or feel about Wednesday. And with the help of four more books (8 within 48 hours, including breaks) I was successful.
Saturday evening I watched Lissa's ballet recital at SM (great venue. really.) again since I missed the second half the first time it was on because my mum wasn't feeling too great. Cute guys on the tae kwon do team were in a couple of numbers. Wait. Make that cute guy. A bit young though. Still, you don't have to touch to appreciate beauty, right? Chevy was in UP Diliman already, so she wasn't around to go boywatching with me. And Saturday was the FIRST and only time my radar was activated in Baguio this summer. On the escalator, several life forms (as in grade-8 sila, Chev!) and while queueing for chicken at KFC a major crushable on the line to my left (so crushable I'm putting that moment in theMushpit!)
Stay away from Baguio, Cris. When you go away then the cute guys come out of the woodwork.
Yesterday spent the day with Aeo in Makati. Saw his school --> so small!!! Watched Mr and Mrs Smith --> SO FUNNY!!! Aeo's really nice. 'Nough said.
So now I'm just waiting for 10:30 to come so I can go to my philo class, the philo class I'm trying to load rev out of. *Sigh*
recurring dreams
Yes, I dreamed about Mr. Rhino again last night. Weird considering I really don't crush him anymore. But still, he keeps coming up in my dreams, like a bad cold. (I've got a perpetually runny nose it seems) Am getting quite annoyed with Mr Rhino dreams, even though I like Mr Rhino the person. (but not like-like mind you!) Ayun. My goodness, I feel like such an airhead sometimes. Always obsessed with boys even though I'm running in the opposite direction. Well, the way I see it even if I'm not looking for "the One" right now, I still think God is pointing out certain qualities that I find attractive in men that I should look forward to in "the One".
I like texting with Mr Rhino. Ever since I've invested time in him, he's developed a wicked sense of humor :D (Shut up Chev. I do NOT find him crushable at all. He's just really smart and really nice, even if he reminds me of a rhino... Andi, not the big, dark and horny joke again please.) Please get out of my dreams Mr Rhino, as nice as you are in the real world!
My comp is back in the dorm but going back up to Baguio tonight so we'll be estranged again for a week...
Had band practice last night at Jen's. It was our first since last sem! Well, me and Jen had practiced before but it's not the same when it's just the rhythms and bass, is it? And although we have performed just the two of us, we still need... more oomph with the rest of the Somebodies.
Raygen (rhythms) was late but at least he was able to make it. Bombi (percussions) is still filming (he's a director!) in Subic and Andre (drums, and the youngest member) wasn't allowed out. Raygen came bringing Mel (bassist from Judah's Tribe ata) and Phillip (from Pigs and Pearls), so I was quite scared of playing in front of two good bassists (Mel's taking up bass in UST conservatory) but also eager for any pointers. They liked my riffs!!! Wheee!!! Must be influenced by my classical piano experience. They just said I have to practice my touch. We finished at midnight, and I'd only slept four hours the night before (cramming my powerpoint for my presentation) so by that time I was dead on my feet.
I think I've mentioned already that I've started a book of letters for "The One" that I'll give him on our wedding night. Some of them I've addressed to "Phillip", as in Aurora and Phillip from Sleeping Beauty. However, after having met several Phillips already, I don't think I'm going to end up with a "Phillip" as much as I'd love to. Di talaga bagay sa mga pangalan nila ang ibang tao. Daming Tristan na di naman cute... :c
I love my name. Aurora... the other two names can go hang.
presentation done! wheee!!!
Just finished my practicum presentation, got 10/10. Whoohoo!!! And I only did the powerpoint last night!!! Crammers rule!
Saturday I went out with Liz and Shine to Gateway, ate at food court (not bad) and Sim-Sim joined us to watch "A Lot like Love" starring Ashton Kutcher and Amanda Peet. Ashton K's not really my type... pretty and smart... okay he is. He is too darn pretty!!!
After went to Andie's "pad" to watch movies. Watched Ferris Bueller's Day off ( spelling?!) and she hated it (which means I have to love it. Andie and I just HAVE to be contrary). Her roomie was getting drunk in the common room/kitchen area with some of her mates and smoking (gross) and she barged in, dragged me and Andie out to introduce to her drinking buddies. Andie's a real antisocial crab so she enjoyed it a lot.
Slept over coz Andie didn't want to be alone in her room with the rowdy crowd outside. Went to sleep while Andie watched Reservoir Dogs AGAIN. Slept with my pillow over my head (as usual) so the gunshots weren't that distracting.
Sunday me and the Antisocial Crabby-Patty went to Gateway again to catch Jet LI's new movie. Turns out it wasn't showing at 4 because they were having a Gay/Lesbian Film Fest so some of the cinemas had single-showing films going on. That's why all these Porn films were on.... AAAAAH. Andie probably wanted to watch summa that, the perv. So ended up watching Madagascar for the third time and I still love it, but Andie just had to be contrary and she hated it. Typical crabby patty.
Went to the BIG National Bookstore which Dennis Duran-Duran had brought me before (he had to get a big nerdy physics book), so didn't see the 4th Floor. When I saw ONE WHOLE FLOOR OF USED BOOKS, I knew I was in heaven. If my mother's ashes are to be scattered in Surplus, mine are gonna be scattered there. You could leave me there and just bring me food once a day (good for my figure) and I'd be happy.
Saw quite a few French books. (thanks for that 'Dre!) Most of them were boring ones about pregnancy (oooh!!!), tennis equipment and alien sightings. I did see some interesting ones though! Romance novels (as in Harlequin/Mills&Boone type) in French! Buwahahaha!!! I bought a couple (I figure these are gonna be way more interesting reading than "Nutrition for Athletes"), a book of poetry (Quebequois but then beggars can't be choosers) and one volume of this body&psychology encyclopedia (which was all i saw of the set), each selling for 10-20 pesos! Wheee!!! Bought this cookbook for students (wish i had it as a freshman) and this mushy novel "6 Reasons to stay a Virgin".
IT IS SUCH A CUTE BOOK!!! Mushy and sweet and funny and my convictions are almost like hers, except hers have the Faith-aspect cut out. But still, one small step in romance publishing, one giant leap for virgins!!! Wheeee!!! And unlike other romances which go into the act in explicit detail (yes, you'd like that Dre.) this one is so good I'd lend it to my sister, and I will. It's so cute talaga!!! Gonna read it again later. I'm in the first chapter of my first French romance though it's taking me looooooooooooong. (Finish books of that thickness -- very thin -- in an hour if it's in English) Consulting my trusty French-English dictionary every other sentence. Not that great, but not that bad either right?
Wanted to break the monotony of plain text so took a coupla pix of me. Here ya go! Get your sick bag out NOW.
m0re surrealism...
It seems people who've crushed me are popping out of the woodwork. Was chatting with this guy I knew in England who I was really good friends with, and see what happens to our conversation. Oh, and to protect his identity I've changed his name to xXx. I can be nice, Chev!
xXx: heya
xXx: hows my gloria
gloria: YOUR gloria?
xXx: lol
gloria: i'm working on a report i'm supposed to present on monday
gloria: you?
xXx: yeah not bad, im a little drunk
gloria: drunk? xXx?!
gloria: whoa!!!
xXx: first time iv drunk this year
xXx: only had half a glass of wine
xXx: but im not a lightweight
xXx: dunno what it id
xXx: is
gloria: hahaha
gloria: okay i'm relieved
gloria: never figured you for the getting drunk sort
xXx: theres a lot of things u dont know about me...
gloria: i know...
gloria: 5 years does tend to change people
gloria: for instance me, used to be the crazy-about-boys girl. remember nasim? hehehe... anyway, now...
xXx: nasim!
xXx: lol
gloria: total opposite. i wear spike cuffs to scare them away...
gloria: you do remember him. i was such a stalker... *sigh* those were the good ole days
xXx: lol yeah
xXx: but the question is wud u be able to resist the xXx charm now
xXx: most girls do in fairness
gloria: hehehe. i have to say you never turned the xXx charm on me
xXx: i thought u were out of my league
gloria: haha. "out of your league" meaning "snob"?
xXx: no just didnt think ud be interested in me
xXx: truth be told i had a massive crush on u
gloria: REALLY?!
gloria:i had such low self-confidence i doubted anyone liked me.
xXx: still do in a way..
xXx: even though i havent seen u in ages
gloria: well, 'cept for rob, and he wrote me this weird love email
gloria: that's sweet xXx
gloria: actually, i was teasing becca to find me a man and she said your name
gloria: hehehe...
xXx: dyu fancy going for a drink or bowling sometime
gloria: love to, dear.
gloria: plane ticket might be a bit pricey though...
xXx: il pay for it, i got a job at a burger van in the summer
gloria: hehehe. raincheck. can you hold that thought till after september 2006?
gloria: it's been 5 years, what's another year or so, right?
xXx: i understand if u dont want to, its not a prob
xXx: im used to it
gloria: aww, xXx i'd love to go bowling or something. but being on the other side of the world it's kinda... difficult
gloria: besides, i know you come from good stock, so i won't be too guarded.
gloria: i promise i won't evern bring my pepper spray.
xXx: im a different guy to the one u knew u, some people say im really muscular now
xXx: got a six pack and everything
xXx: u love it
gloria: oh, are you oozing the xXx charm now?
xXx: do u want me to...
gloria: well... i won't guarantee that it will get you anywhere. nothing personal, it's just i'm waiting till 2009-2010 for prince charming to come. i have a ten year plan you see. but if you want, feel free to try anyway
xXx: its fine, i knew i wasnt in ur league
xXx: id better stop making a fool of myself
gloria: what is "my league" anyway?!
xXx: well ur so hot and im not
gloria: wahahahahahaah!!!
gloria: now that's funny
xXx: what?
xXx: y
gloria: xXx, being "hot" is a subjective thing. believe me, i'm not getting that sort of attention here. well, not until recently anyway.
gloria: but still, physical is only one level'
gloria: you were really nice when i knew you. has THAT changed?
xXx: yeah but still i shud have known i wudnt have a shot with u
xXx: nah im still the nicest guy south of oxfordshire
gloria: xXx, honest question: have you ever had a serious relationship?
xXx: well the closest iv come is with u
xXx: lol
xXx: nah i had a 6 months relationship with this bird at uni
xXx: but she cheated on me with this really popular and fit guy with really big pecs
gloria: i've never had one. never been kissed and proud of it. and i think it's better this way, to hold out for that forever-factor
gloria: your ex --> she sucks
gloria: well, i told you that bit about me because... well, i still remember youth alpha nights
gloria: have you read "I Kissed dating goodbye" by josh harris?
xXx: yeah!!
xXx: have u
gloria: have i read it? yeah --> it totally changed my life
xXx: wow, i cant believe it!!!!!!!
xXx: ud really like my housemate oli
gloria: he got changed by it too?
xXx: hes the funniest and best looking guy iv ever met
xXx: and hes the best kisser around
xXx: hes got such soft lips
xXx: apparently
xXx: hes so intelligent though
gloria: man, i hope you don't know that from personal experience...
xXx: got an iq of 140
xXx: lol
gloria: what are you trying to do?
xXx: il add u to his msn
gloria: xXx, so have you read the book? what did you think of it?
xXx: yeah it was unbelivable
xXx: that last chapter!
gloria: so, you agree with it?
xXx: blew me away
xXx: yeah wish it reas it earlier
gloria: why's that?
xXx: well it was so life changing, wish i cud have been enlightened at an earlier age
xXx: what tangled webs we weave
gloria: man, you sound as if your life's been as complicated as a soap opera
xXx: u say that but iv learnt so much from neighbours
xXx: i know it sounds silly but its true
gloria: like... ?
xXx: never sleep with an arsonist or photographer
xXx: does that sound ridiculous??
xXx: dont laugh at me
gloria: i'm not laughing..
gloria: well, just think of it this way. singleness is a season. there's a time and a season for everything. you still go to church right?
xXx: iv seen the light
stuck in a surreal universe
Just finished enrolling. And considering my number was 372 out of the 402 students in my school (of Science and Engineering), my classes weren't that bad. Granted, my schedule stinks like month-old leftovers in the fridge, but still my profs are mostly okay. Gonna load rev out of my Theo though. I've hated my past two teachers in Theo (narrowminded yuckies, but still got B+'s in their classes) so gonna try really hard to do better this sem so I can actually ENJOY my class.
Warning: Tangents Ahead!
Why am I always the target rebound skank?! When I try to be friendly to guys they always end up interpretting it as something more, which is compounded by the fact that most of the guys who hit on my just want a rebound skank! Boys suck. (Note: Wide difference between boys --immature churls -- and guys and men) My life has been so surreal lately. Like something out of a bad soap opera. No wonder I love my spikes. They scare sucky boys away... (Papa, that's the point. My spikes are supposed to be scary...)
To the missing best friend: HOY Bruhita! Bakit di ka nagrereply sa text ko, sa tawag ko?! Nakalimutan mo na ako noh? *sniff* Dami ko pa naman san i-chichika, tapos palagi nalang "the number you dialled is out of coverage area..."
To the estranged best friends: Beloved! Missing you! See you December 2006! Wheee!!!
To the sister about to enter university: Remember the rules sis! No boyfriends while you're still studying! You are not going to get one before me! (Yes Chev, I agree with you. We are so Taming of the Shrew, and I am the shrew.)
To the brother who's still not speaking to me: Humph yourself.
To my parents: I love my spikes. Now when are we having our family picture? :D
such a lazybones
Mood: lazybones
Listening to: Tantric and Perfect Circle
Watchawearing: Marshmallow Sweater
The sem hasn't even started yet (enrollment is tomorrow) and I'm already procrastinating. You see, my practicum presentation is also tomorrow. I still have to write my final paper and prepare my powerpoint presentation. I have about 3 hours to do all this. Sigh...
At least I have my registration form already and I've printed out a list of my prospective classes. At least the profs I want are challenging enough that it seems like all my fellow seniors are running like scared little girls who've seen their first corpse away from their classes. This is a GOOD thing because I have a crap random number : 372. My friend Peachy is 4 and my other friend John (of the aborted junkfood game noteriety) was 2 last sem and he's 27 now! It's not flipping fair!!! Grrr...
After I present at 3-4pm tomorrow (hopefully by that time my enrollment will be done) I'll catch a bus to San Fernando, La Union for a our PMA Christian Fellowship Family retreat. (Hopefully no cute cadets go -- well, not much risk of that anyway coz there are no cute cadets in church, thank GOD! because I shore don't need the temptation... Well there is this one cute-ish cadet but he's way too young. Again, a good thing because no temptation! Focus, Ror, Focus!!!) Anyway, at least I have a chance to break in my new swimsuit -- a cute red/orange tankini which goes perfect with my orange/red board shorts. I'm modest at the beach. I have to be, been mistaken for a beached whale too many times. And the Riveras won't be there, so I won't have any pachyderms nearby to make me look better in comparison. Haha! I'm such an airhead now.
Anyway, I'm doing something brave this weekend. I'm facing my fear of... children! (Yes, children terrify me. Why? No idea.) Anyway, bought loads of art supplies, so I'll be leading art sessions with 10-12 preteens. Hey, I taught piano to ickle terrors for a year, so I should be able to handle a small gaggle of children. Please keep your fingers crossed that I come out of this alive!!! If all else fails, I plan to lock myself in the bathroom with a good book (I packed two!) and just come out for meals. I've done it before and it's actually quite pleasant given that the bathroom is well ventilated.
Reg tomorrow!!! I'm gonna be a senior na talaga!!! I remember being a Freshman and crossing the Katipunan overpass in front of Jollibee and looking at the id tags of the people I came across (Freshies get green stickers, Sophies red, light blue for Juniors and dark blue for old fogies) and feeling all smug about my relative youth. And now I'll be the old fogey grumbling about stupid freshmen who don't know anything... The fact that I'm not TNTint this year is probably making me bitter. Sigh...
Last week something weird happened in Baguio. I don't want to go into the details but I plan to put the story into MUSHPIT (get it? mush? mosh pit? oh, never mind) , this online comic I plan to do as catharsis, where I basically draw the different "meeting-the-ONE" scenarios I've run in my head. And closet mushie that I am, there are A LOT of scenarios. Anyway, the incident last week was just so... surreal. I don't think at all that he's THE ONE but it still makes a funny MushPit Moment.
So there. I better get started on my stupid paper if I plan to do well on my presentation tomorrow. Sigh...
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