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Wednesday, September 27, 2006

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wala lang. Gusto ko lang sumigaw.

Grabe na kase..

nako thesis.

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

Kelan kaya magiging AHA! ang AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

sus. HAHA na lang.

kahit walang nakakatawa.

para naman masaya.


Monday, September 18, 2006

Nabadtrip Talaga Ako Kanina..

Nabadtrip Talaga Ako Kanina..

Nabadtrip talaga ako kanina.. ewan ko ba, di ko maexplain..cguro kasi na-disappoint ako, kc talagang di ko inaasahan na magiging ganun reaksyon nila.. yan talaga ang mahirap pag sobrang binigay mo ang best mo sa isang bagay tapos, in the end parang mababalewala lang.. Siguro kasalanan ko rin kase masyado akong natuwa sa pag-iisip nun.. to the point na di ko na ginawa ung thesis ko na supposedly ay mas dapat kong pagtuunan kase sakin un, grades ko nakasalalay dun.. Pero ewan ko ba.. aun mas binuhos ko ung time ko dun sa isa.. sa pag-aakala na makakatulong un para mabuhayan ang mga tao kase parang ang hirap simulan ng isang un.. Wala lang, naisip ko lang na talagang gagawin ko best ko para umusad ang mga pending na gawain.. Humingi pa ko ng tulong kay Lord kase talagang gusto ko syang magawa.. tapos un nga.. ang saya kase biglang may dumating na idea.. Ewan ko ba masyado talaga akong natuwa kase sumakto siya sa hiningi kong sign kay Lord.. grabe sa sobrang excited ko di pako makatulog nung gabi… Akala ko talaga okay ung idea.. Akala ko talaga un na un e.. Akala ko talaga makakatulong un..

E hindi pala..

Ang OA ko na.. Kaya nga ako naiinis e.. Di ko dapat nararamdaman to kase nagiging unfair ako sa kanila pati na rin sa sarili ko. Para kasing ang iniisip ko lang e ung side ko.. Di na nga ako nakinig sa mga suggestions nung iba kanina kase siguro pinangungunahan ako ng pagkaselfish ko.. Iniisip ko kase binigay ko best ko dito tapos ganun lang.. I don’t really care kung matanggap siya o hindi.. ang point e clueless ako kung ano talaga ang naging lagay ng ginawa ko..

Mahirap lang kasi magmove-on kapag di mo alam kung bakit ka napahinto in the first place..

Whatever.. alam ko nag-iinarte lang ako.. masyado lang ako nadala ng isang to. Ay nako ganyan lang talaga, kase minsan lang maging determinado palpak pa.. haha.

Grabe naiinis talaga ako sa sarili ko kase ang kitid ng utak ko! Parang ang lumalabas gusto ko ako parati ung tama.. Hala, parang nagiging si Ch---- nako! EPAL AKO! EPAL AKO! Pero pramis di ganun, di ako ganun! Hindi ako sarado sa ideas ng iba.. far from.. grabe mas masaya nga ako pag nananahimik lang ako sa isang sulok kase kahit kelan wala talaga akong tiwala sa mga pinaggagagawa ko.. palagi ko ngang sinasabi.. kailangan ko ng assurance ng ibang tao para maniwala ako na may sense ang mga ginagawa ko..

Nagkataon lang talaga kanina, kakaiba, kase naniwala ako na ok ung ginawa ko.. kase naman yang sign na yan.. kaso un nga…

Ah whatever, I am the villain here and I deserve no sympathy.. kase hinayaan kong kainin ako ng pride ko, ng pagka-selfish, pagkamayabang na rin at pagkakitid ng utak..

Kaya un SORRY sa mga naapektuhan ng kaartehan ko kanina… buti na lang medjo natauhan nako bandang hapon.. buti na lang talaga, kase gusto ko nang sapakin ung sarili ko kanina.. bwisit kase.. nakakainis.. na di ko mapigilang maramdaman un kahit alam kong wala ako sa lugar.. Isip bata! Nag-tantrums ba...

SORRY PO TALAGA.. SORRY, SORRY, SORRY,

I just needed to get this out.. pero wala na un.. Ako lang may topak dito.. Ako mali..

Sowee po. Y_Y


Saturday, September 09, 2006

Whatever Happened To My Plans?!...

Whatever happened to my plans?!..

Whatever happened to my plans?!..

Well, as always, they never got implemented.

My plans last weekend included the following things:

-finish digital entry for shell by Sunday

-finish at least 50% of compo plate

-revise dy&r part of thesis

-schedule meeting with Oakley to clarify sales projections and marketing objectives

-come up with ideas for ad congress

-finish long overdue textile design studies..

But as expected, I got lazy and opted to do the following instead:

-download lots of useless things

-go to the 27th Manila Book Fair

-dream of being able to buy all the best books there

-return the next day only to do the same thing..

-go to SM MOA

-pig-out at Shakey’s because it was Ton’s b-day

-dream of being able to ice skate again

-look for Advertising Now! Print. By Taschen publishing and go crazy because it’s 20% cheaper at NBS!

-listen to a weird prank call..

Psh. Another weekend, wasted.. I never really got to accomplish anything and ended up cramming the rest of the week. I wasn’t able to submit my shell entry, I missed another thesis meeting, and slept during my TXD class.. but then again, for some reason, I’m still happy.. despite my conscience screaming: “You evil sloth!”

About the book fair:

I have to thank Julian for convincing me to go to this event and Ara for lending me money to buy one of the fair’s most coveted books!^_^ We arrived there at around 6 pm. Julian went straight to the comics shop.. While everyone shopped for books I went around looking for freebies..^_^

It was really a nice event.. The books, as NBS would like to put it were “dirt cheap for bookworms”, the venue was perfect, spacious enough to accommodate a number of event participants, there were excellent, even, hard to find books on sale, very affordable magazine subscription offerings (complete with freebies..^_^;) and a lot more.. I guess the event’s only downside was the pricey food..but I think that’s ok.. unless you intend to pig-out after you go book-shopping..

By chance, I was able to spot a copy of “Advertising Now! Print.” at Fully Booked. I felt quite ecstatic after realizing that Fully Booked is taking 20% off on all book titles meaning I just might be able to buy that darn, expensive book!.. But snapping back to reality, I realized that I only have 30 Pesos at hand, not even enough to buy a piece of Jimini pizza!.. Hehe. A few minutes later I saw this really good, hardbound photography book. Normally the book would cost over a thousand pesos but at the book fair, it was sold at only 500 bucks!.. Darn it, a few more rounds at the book fair and I started to have crazy thoughts of withdrawing all of my savings to buy everything that I laid eyes on. It was a good thing that I never had kleptomaniac tendencies (thanks to STC hehe..)

After almost two hours of gawking at books we decided to go home. Almost everyone had a good buy. Thanks to Ara I was able to buy this book by Mono Design:










Book Fair Part 2:

I couldn’t believe my mother actually gave me money to buy a book that costs 2000 bucks. Just yesterday I was starting to experience self-pity, envying all the people capable of buying all the books they want at the book fair.
And now…

It was almost surreal..(hehehe).. 2 crisp 1 thousand peso bills, folded and safely tucked in my usually empty wallet.. Later, I’ll be bringing home this huge blue book, perfectly packaged and fresh off the press…. Or so I thought..

Just my luck. The book was already sold!!!! I felt numb..


Mass at church in front of SM MoA:

It turned out that the fact that the book was sold was a blessing in disguise. We later found out that NBS was offering the same book at a much lower price, add to that a whopping 20% discount(until September 17). We decided to take National’s offer and wait till book shipments arrive..

We had mass at the church in front of MoA. Nostalgia hit me as I remember going to this same church more than 2 years ago..

First time at MoA

After mass we went straight to SM Mall of Asia. I guess the rumors were true.. it wasn’t really possible to visit all of MoA’s stores in one day!

We spent a few minutes watching people skate at the ice skating rink. As expected, my skating frustrations were brought back to life and it wasn’t long before I was begging tita to let me skate. My tita, who knew me very well strongly refused. “You're a big clumsy oaf!” Yeah right.

After I got tired of convincing tita to let me skate, we went to Shakey’s to celebrate Ton’s birthday.. Pizza in exchange of skating?!.. How am I to refuse?.. hehe.

Weird Prank Call

I don’t really hate prank callers but I’m not fond of them either. I think they’re just wasting precious time calling and not speaking once somebody answers the phone.. I don’t know why fate always pushes me to answer prank calls..

As a result, I have developed one-liners to somehow piss off hoax callers over time..

“Bad breath ka ba bakit ayaw mong sumagot?”..

I used this line one time and the person on the other end obviously became irritated and answered:

“Makarma ka!”

Funny, because her joke backfired and she was the one who got pissed off instead of me..

Since that day I always prepared for prank callers and enjoyed throwing their little tricks back at them. But last weekend, the scenario was different. I answered the phone, a part of me anticipating that it’s another prank call. True enough the call was a joke, seconds passing in complete silence.. I was preparing to utter a stupid comment when suddenly I heard the person on the other end crying..

“I LOVE YOU..”

“I LOVE YOU...”

I tried so hard to stop myself from laughing after I realized that there’s a possibility that I’m talking to a lovesick fool. The poor thing must’ve gone completely crazy after screwing up at love…

“I love you.. bakit kaya di ko nasabi un?..”

Darn. Why am I listening to this?.. Suddenly, the situation no longer seemed funny and I’m starting to feel uneasy..

The person on the other line kept rambling about not facing feelings, not having the courage to say you-know-what and losing a chance at love.. I started to feel awkward realizing that I’m starting to pity this fool of a caller.. A few more seconds and I decided to end the call by saying “Sorry wrong number ka yata..”

I just had to end that call. That prank call wasn’t really funny especially after the scenario, the same feeling of loss, seemed all too familiar..


Friday, September 01, 2006

song trip

song trip



The Art of Letting Go
-Mikaila (dko sure kung sya orig nito..)

Put away the pictures.
Put away the memories.
I put over and over
Through my tears
I've held them till I'm blind
They kept my hope alive
As if somehow that I'd keep you here
Once you believed in a love forever more
How do you leave it in a drawer?

Now here it comes, the hardest part of all
Unchain my heart that's holding on
How do I start to live my life alone?
Guess I'm just learning,
Learning the art of letting go.

Try to say it's over
Say the word goodbye.
But each time it catches in my throat
Your still here in me
And I can't set you free
So I hold on to what I wanted most
Maybe someday we'll be friend's forever more
Wish I could open up that door

Now here it comes, the hardest part of all
Unchain my heart that's holding on
How do I start to live my life alone?
Guess I'm just learning,
Learning the art of letting go

Watching us fade
What can I do?
But try to make it through
the pain of one more day
Without you

Where do I start, to live my life alone?
I guess I'm learning, only learning,
Learning the art of letting go.