Wednesday, December 31

my year ender

Eez Tagalog yow. Haha.

Bilang isang indibidwal, marami akong napansing pagbabago sa buhay ko. Pero bawat oras na lumilipas ay lalo kong minamahal ang buhay na to. Dahil sa mga taong nakapaligid sakin. How dramatic, but true.

Nais kong baguhin ang mga mali sa pagkatao ko sa darating na taon, maging mas mabuting tao. Alam mo na ang tinutukoy ko.

SALAMAT dahil tapos na ang 2008. Meaning buhay pa ako at umaandar ang buhay. Kelangan kong sabayan. Tumatanda na tayong lahat. Bwahaha.

SALAMAT sa mga taong nakilala ko this fucking year. Bukod sa dumami ang friends ko sa Friendster, nabigyan nyo rin ako ng saya. Mga panandaliang aliw na paminsan-minsan naman ay nagbibigay ngiti sa akin kapag nalulungkot ako. Sana wag kayong mawala.

SALAMAT sa mga nagpapakilig sa kin. Kahit mukha na talaga kong stalker, okay lang. Wala naman syang pakealam eh. Haha.

SALAMAT blockmates! Kahit hindi perfect ang block natin, mahal na mahal ko kayo, mukhang mahihirapan akong hiwalayan kayo. Walang hihigit pa sa mga tawanan at gaguhan naishare nyo sa kin. Marami akong natutunan, ay konti lang pala.

SALAMAT sa pamilya ko. Andito pa rin kahit anong mangyari. Kahit asar talo sila pag sinasabing may syota na ako at magpapakasal after graduation sa March. Sa totoo lang hindi ako makamove on ang career ko hahaha. Pero salamat.

SALAMAT Lolo. Ikaw pa rin ang inspiration ever ko! Kahit wala ka na dito.

SALAMAT Jigger. I love you kahit tinatamad akong paliguan ka.

SALAMAT SmartBro. Kundi dahil sayo, walang internet. Hindi ko maipopost to.

SALAMAT Globe. Nakakapagregister ako sa UNLITXT ng walang kahirap-hirap.

SALAMAT Blogger. Para sa space dito.

SALAMAT nga pala sayo. Humabol ka sa taon na to. Nahigop mo ang lakas ko. Congrats!

SALAMAT reader. Binasa mo to, akalain mo?

At syempre, SALAMAT sa Diyos. Andito pa rin ako.

Monday, December 29

blood sucker

I felt so weak, drained and dying this pre-evening. I can't get up nor type a letter to my cellphone, so I decided to close my eyes. I can't move my body and felt helpless. A dying feeling. After an hour and a half or so, woke up and felt re-energized. Realizing that all I need is to get out and get my dose of vitamins, yeah, outside our effin house.
Capture this: someone can make you feel so strong, bad and weak at the same time. Concurrency!! Feels like you can collapse in his arms, better than standing by your bedroom wall. But the sad part was it ends there. Like this. Like a period.
Can I be the blogger drama queen now? Thank you!


(itsnotasecretanymore)
Bear with the trembled feeling fickle minded blogs.

Saturday, December 27

the after hours

I suddenly realized random things as I go on this absurd life. Just cracking something up.

Be happy. People who cut their wrists and cover their faces with emo hairstyles are overrating the sadness in life. We can be happy with simple means. That's what I realized. There are people who's destined to make you happy. There are a lot of things in life that's worth a laugh. Someone makes me happy, I just don't know yet if my presence reciprocate what he is to me. Maybe not. Not now. Not ever. Never. I'm always rushing things. Fkcurs! Its a friggin' wrong thing to doooo. You're in love with someone tooooo. (song eeeehh?)

I'm not in love. I'm in like. Its a secret I keep inside. Heads up. LOL.
(itsnotasecretanymore)

Friday, December 26

Christmas

My favorite song ever was Give Love on Christmas day. I felt I got some. Just a bit. Christmas was normal. A normal Christmas eve that I wasn't used to. No noisy cousins and exchanged gifts, because everyone was at their own homes. The online world made me half happy on Christmas eve.

I spend the day by waking up at 11am, taking a bath, feeding the dog. Then went to my aunt's house. Visited Granpa's grave in the afternoon, heard mass in the evening. And the part that I really like-- saw my elementary friends on the later part of the evening. That's Jyll, Arianne and Evi. I missed them a lot. We don't get to see each other pretty often but we're still friends. I know people change, but they still rock. Jackstone and Monakiki memories.



Now, I'm looking forward to new year. Hope it starts with a BANG! You shoot me.

Monday, December 22

close your eyes

What do we have here? NOTHING. Christmas is just around the corner. Just 2 days away? But I don't know if I'm excited or bitter about this season. I just don't seem to appreciate it anymore, since he passed away last year. How fast... its been a year. But the drama will never end. I can't stop thinking about it. I try to distract myself but the moment keeps on entering my head. I try to erase the memories, but I can't help it. It sucks.

I will have painful Christmas eves and trying to be happy Christmas days. Emo me? Naahhh.

I'll just update you with what's up on me. Oh yeah, randomly.

+ Eeez ze Christmas break. From school and OJT. Office will be back on Jan5. So I can rest in peace this vacation.

+ Urbandub love. I can hug Gabby Alipe for a day if will be given a chance. They're late, but worth the wait. But our photo was erased, by me(?). Stupid fucker camera cut!!! Sometimes I hate technology.


+ Friends are love. I was a first timer when we went to Volets. I enjoyed the night even if we're freezing while swimming on the wee hours of the night. But then I still want my block friends, those assholes are missed.


+ I saw a guy in Eastwood. Oh crush moments. But so wasak. He's taken na. HUHUHU

+ I still haven't submitted the article, because it sucks. I can't write anything, I wasn't there. They will surely hate me for this.


I think that's it. No more. What I did today was sleep, wake up, sleep again, eat and sleep again.

Maybe this will be my last post for this year. Maybe. So MERRY CHRISTMAS blog friends. I love you all for reading me!

Here's a huge pic with Santa Claus, and I didn't saw your name on the list. Sorry!

Sunday, December 14

its my beerday, oh yeah!

Oh yes, but that was last 13. I would like to thank the people who took time to greet me, who remembered that day. When I was a kid, I really look forward to that day, because I get special treatment from my parents. Now that I'm 20, I get the special treatment from my friends. I was out of the house the whole day. I just don't like being sad.

How does it feel to be twenty? Uhhh. Good that you're getting old, meaning you're still alive. Sad, because some people forget your day which only come once in a year!!! That was a really sad part. And another thing is, more responsibilities and expectations were burdened up my shoulder. I have to act my age and avoid tantrums. I'm not a kid neither a teen.

Here are some things that I want to have/do/be. Haha.

  • be independent. Try being alone at certain circumstances
  • learn to save $$$$$!!! Its slips from my hand easily
  • be legal in drinking sessions, so I don't have to worry
  • have a true friend, a new one. Preferably a guy. I have a lot of gay friends now.
  • a part-time job, so I can put myself in a test.



We had the Policy class, and I was hoping that one of my classmates there will greet me. But he was absent. Tsss. I even gave up attending the Cradle launch at ATC just for him to see and greet me. Loser. Absent. So there, we poisoned ourselves at Chichababs. I was semi-dizzy and started calling my titos and titas and crying to my grandmother. Because just as you know, this the first birthday I had without my grandfather, and it fucking hurts to the bones. Last year, he even sent me a text message and its in my phone. Now, no text message, no voice call, nothing from him... Maybe a mere cold air representing him, but I really felt sad. I missed him badly that it pulled tears from my eyes.

The next day, I celebrated with my Golden friends. They were also intoxicated. I'd like to thank Ramsy because he's one of the coolest guys ever (and I owe him big time) . Also thanks to Khay and Fam, Jane and Zeth who gone crazy drunk. And nice meeting Ferrari and Edmar. Let's go back to that kubo again sometime.

Thanks again friends. Thanks for the gifts that I received, which mostly were edible. (so by this time, they're all consumed!)

I love each and everyone of you. Don't know what to do with or without you. Still looking forward to more bonding moments. I want to be with all of you forever. (Twilight?HAHAHA)


And now, I'm coughing. Thanks to the ice cold drinks and Yuletide airwaves.

Tuesday, December 9

sakit


Ang sakit ng ulo ko, kase iisipin ko na naman ang iba,

Pero masaya rin naman ako dahil may bukas na haharapin.

Ang sakit ng kanang kamay ko, naipalo ko kay Ferdie yata,

Pero pinipilit kong gamitin dahil kaya pa.

Ang sakit ng ulo ko ulit, salamat sana,

Pero panggap ka at di mo naman alam tunay na birthdate ko.

Ang sakit ng leeg ko, kakaabang sayo,

Pero nalingat yata ako at nakatakas ka.
Ang sakit ng ulo ko pa rin,
dahil adik ako sa Plurk ngayon.

Ang sakit ng puso ko, pag naiisip ko,

na sa saya ng magkakaibigan,

maaaring may nag-aabang na panganib.


Pero tatapusin ko na,
walang kwenta to.

Masakit lang talaga ang tiyan ko.

Saturday, December 6

RTR, the Dream Match

Its RTR day! I missed watching bands so I'll do it today. I just finished doing the laundry and I'm currently addicted to plurk! Everything feels right. I don't feel lazy-ish today, which is a good thing. Will go to Fafa Lloyd's birthday celeb after RTR. If I can make it. Hehe.


I want to cut (awful) my body into several parts so I can catch all the bands I want to see!


And oh, PACMAN VS. THE GOLDEN BOY!!!
GO MANNY PACQUIAO!!! FOR THE WIN! Make the Filipinos proud of you, again! Its the dream match, right! Even if its literally and figuratively hard, you should go for it! LOL. If Lolo was still alive, he'll be stuck in front of the tv, and will blame Pacman if he lose. Haha.

Wednesday, December 3

another first day


I just started another first day for the internship challenge God has bestowed me. I'm glad to be a part of Octobereighty Publications. Its good to see cool people in the office. And I think I will be used to the air that I breathe inside the office. We'll see more in the coming days. But then, a good start. I was assigned at the 100 and Bounce magazine. Survival pills. I want to party.


It was also Yem's birthday. She's 17+3=20. You gotta love her. We have the same interests, and we got along so well. We see each other everyday, more often than I see my Mom. We're fan girls before. LOL. I love yeah friend! Here's a shiny, shimmering pic of ours taken during her pre-birthday half block poison celebration. Fun and generous people. I demand for a repeat.

Switch to ASA mode.



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Thanks a muchos. Bamos.