finally…AN UPDATE!!! weeeee.

the last time i’ve update was like a gazillion years ago. <b>neah, i’m over-reacting.</b> well, many things have happened during the times that i’ve dissapeared from my online life. first, is that summer is <i>officially over..</i> aww. that’s really too bad.  BRIGHT SIDE: <u>hello juniors!</u> i used to plan to make like a summer evaluation thingee, but since i lack time……hmm.i don’t know. well, moving on….another reason i have been out for a while is that MY COMPUTER GOT BUSTED. it got a viurs from an old web file so….BEWARE YOU GUYS.  anyway, sinc mom thought that i have been <i>becoming</i> a good girl [yeah, right.] she planned to buy me a new one. GET THAT! i’m havin a new pc. yeay. hahaha. and like a week ago, mom bought me a sewing maching. oh yeah. haha. life is getting better for me now. and my academics, my body…and all that shit….all bitches celebrate with me, will ya?! ahahah. i’m getting perky-er. well, so much for the blah. gotta hit back when i can. I’M GETTING VERY BUSY. but if y’all wanna bear with me then we’re ok. )

FREAKIZOID,

1st blah: i don’t know what wrong with me..but i think i’m turning into a swirly-smugietoe-monster! well, add that to your vocabulary, coz, yeah, lately, i’m kind of feeling that way. it’s like, you want a gazillion attention from people, so then you turn into a diva-like freak and then you wear your clothes that you know damn well are slutty. AND THE AFTERSHOCK?! you confess to everyone that you never really intend to be that way, you even say that it does come naturally. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? oh darn it. i would try to change this ickiee situation as fast as i could coz i really feel wierd…and like…it’s not very ME-ish. i hate it.

2nd blah: IT BECAME OFFICIAL JUST YESTERDAY THAT I LOST WEIGHT. well, many people kept saying that i really don’t need to, coz my body is FINE, i guess. fyi, i’m a 118 pound bitch. and hell yeah, i still think i need to lose weight, and so i did. i also reached my target waistline[25 inches.] YEAY ME.

3RD BLAH: I HAVE A FRIEND. AND HIS NAME IS SCIT. AND I HATE HIM.

NOW:

date:may 27
time:9:10 PM
weather:it’s night. so how am i supposed to know?
mood:eeewish.
looking hot in:white and red mini spaghetti strap. boyshorts.
earphones:yesterday-THE BEATLES. yeah, i’m goin vintage.
screen:ANTM
indulging:none
drinking:none.
last person you’ve talk to:none
last person you’ve thought of:tyra banks.hah..l
quotable quote:none.

A DAY AT THE SPA. ooh.

i spent the past few days in rehab. well, figuratively, that is. my problems with my friends are perhaps settled and now, i think i’m straight off to doing some priorities as my junior life is very fast approaching. in about 2 weeks or so, i would face another damn school year full of stupid memos, hand-outs, and not to mention, HARD-ER exams. welcome chemistry and world history! hahaha. and yes, i am ok now. NOT SICK, NOT DEPRESSED AND VERY MUCH PLEASED WITH LIFE.. i guess.

yesterday was the happiest, most-relaxing and luxurious part of the summer vacation. coz, yeah,WE WENT TO THE SPA. and it was oh so effin good. the jacuzzi was awesome…the sauna was freakin’ hot, but hell yeah, i survived and ENJOYED it, and as we went to the steam room, i became a little slutty. coz i danced inside with a bikini on and was bathing with sweat. the HOLLISTIC MASSAGE was the greatest. the massage that i got there at that spa was the best so far. i’ve been to about 11 spas through out. ok. so it was possibly the greatest experience ever. oh effin shit. hahahahahaha.

this effin bullshit

hello. as you can see, i’m back after a couple of days of disappearance i AM back, but i am no better. in fact, i’m almost reachin a depression mode [well, as of now..] i feel blah. blah-ish than ever. oh god. LONG STORY–SHORT:i think my friends are betraying me and i hate them. my kind of “awaited” party is cancelled because of them. i really hate them. (

i am so not okaaay.

well, the past few days were spent with idleness. i think my life is so meaningless. my life rotated in an inevitable path and thank god i survived. it’s like, one moment, i’d be happy, but then, when i keep realizing that there IS got to be more to it, i get dissapointed -then back to the blah-ish mode again. ooh. you mind askin about my love life? well, it’s damn fucking empty. and neither having one would make me ok. my attention span is kind of low right now, i don’t know, maybe i’m experiencing an imbalance of some sort. but one thing i revert my attention the most is my online life. again, i have no clue why,perhaps, reality is spent better online than offline. *grins for 40 nanoseconds.* and so for that, i am starting to really build this blogsite. soon, i would be putting a YOU section and another section dedicated to credits and link and..you get the point.

UPDATES: new affie.

NOW:

date:may 16
time:2 pm
weather:scorching hot sunny
mood:blank and irritated
looking hot in:a spagetti strap with matching clam-diggers
earphones:none
screen:MTV
indulging:soda crackers
drinking:none.
last person you’ve talk to:cecille?.
last person you’ve thought of:the guy in that condom commercial
quotable quote:bitches follow me like they’re lesbian freaks.

damn sick and bloody bullshit

hello.as you can see, i’m back.and i’m no better. the sickee thing is a little gone, BUT yesterday i ruined my underwear coz i had my period. fuckshit. fucking fuckshit. well on the good side *optimistic mj strikes again.*,  <b>it’s painfree</b>. but my period still sucks. <i>I’M SO PATHETIC. </i>

it’s mom’s day today. it’s supposedly a day to give tribute to our mommas. and <u>i so love my mom</u>. yeay. and so, our family ate lunch together at a very posh resto. the food was awesome and i think my mom did enjoy it. my older brother gave mommy cash, which was good so that she can shop for what she really wants. she actually wanted to spend the cash to go to a Spa but then she wanted to take me with her. i want to go to the spa too, but i <i>fucking</i> can’t! coz of the damn bloody bullshit. oh well. moving on,  i gave my mom what i <i>thought</i> that she would want. AND I THINK SHE DID. i took her shopping a while ago and i <b>picked</b> a gorgeous and <s>expensive</s> blouse for her and WE BOTH LOVED IT.. and <b>I PAID FOR IT. </b>  wee. hooorah for my momma!

it’s been a quite a few days since i’ve posted and i’ve got a lot to update to. i would be back as soon as i AM free because i’m a little preoccupied right now.

the worse, the yummier and the bigger

The Worse.
Yesterday, my condition got worse than before. That night, I got a very high fever so i had a very hard time sleeping. And, to add to that very disurbing sickness, i got this very weird nauseatic state where my face gets hotter when i cry. PS: I use the word VERY a lot.

The Yummier
Earlier yesterday, when i’m still feeling a little ok, we went out to go get pizza. i miss pizza so bad. especially YELLOW CAB. anyway, we haven’t had the luck to find a seat on yellow cab, so what we what we did was find an alternative to the yellow cab pizza craving and went to PIZZA HUT. yeay. so, we ate the VERY YUMMY cheesy pops pizza. it was oh so delish. i love it.

The Bigger.
Of course, before we go out to eat pizza, i first spent a few moments, well, picking a stylish thing to wear[and i do consider that a hobby. *laughs*]. i found this white button-down dress, which can also be worn as a blouse, in my very bountiful closet. i found it nice and appropriate for a trip out so i decided to wear it and match it with a slim-fit jeans. And then i found my self stuggling to button the middle part of the shirdress. THE REASON? my boobs got bigger.. and that’s an accomplishment. And to think that the shirt got looser when it got down to the waist area deffinitely proved that my ta-tas got bigger. wee. I kind of noticed this a few days ago when i shopped for bras, but then, i never got a chance to prove that i was right. i went from a 34 to a 36. yeay me.

ooh, and one more thing, later, i’m gonna go to my dentist to fit for my retainers. wee. wait. it’s not that i need one, well, because i have considerable straight[and healthy] teeth you know, but, well, i don’t know, i just want one. haha. wish me luck.

NOW:

date:may 8
time:3:30 pm
mood:very sick but excited.
looking hot in:stripped racer back; volleyball shorts
earphones:none
screen:DVD: Grey’s Anatomy
indulging:none.
drinking:none.
last person you’ve talk to:chin-chin.
last person you’ve thought of:the security guard. *haha*
quotable quote:none

THE RUNNING MUCOUS

eww. plain eww. i woke up this morning, with my throat feeling as worse as ever, my cough got a little intense and ooh, one more thing, MY NOSE IS VERY MUCH UNSTOPPABLE. and for that, i consumed more than a roll of toilet paper today. i wonder how many litters of mucous had i blown out of my nose?! but..well, as for this very moment, i am feeling a LITTLE bettern. darn it.

this afternoon was spent with a dozen books, a set of fancy gift wrapping paper, scissors and tape.

a while ago, i began dusting off some of my old CDs. pretty much, all i did was, put them one by one into my discman, play for a few seconds to check if still working, then toss it off back to their case again. but then this SONG seemed a little overwhelming, in a good way, as it’s the only one which i dared to finish and repeat 3 more times. THE SONG? Just Like A Pill- PINK THE REASON? dunno. i guess the song has a lot to say and can really relate with me all the time.

can’t stay on your life support,
there’s a shortage in the switch;
can’t stay on your morphine,
cause it’s makin me itch;
i said i try to call the nurse again,
bitch;
think i’m getting out of here….

where i can run, as fast as i can;
to the middle of nowhere,
to the middle of my frustrated fears;
and i swear, you’re just like a pill,
INSTEAD OF MAKIN ME BETTER, KEEP MAKIN ME ILL.

UPDATES: new affie. nelly.

NOW:

date:may 6
time:almost 10 pm
mood:bored and sick
looking hot in:green baby tee; black beach pants
earphones:Is it any wonder?-KEANE
screen:none
indulging:mucous? eww. hell no
drinking:none.
last person you’ve talk to:geli.
last person you’ve thought of:euphoric?!
quotable quote:scratch and sniff!!

BRAINFART: 30% of Filipino couples are not aware that babies result from having sex. [FR. Department of Health]

about the title of this post>> I read that thing on an issue of Reader’s Digest and I so thought it’s kind of stupid of my fellahmehn to not know that fact. well, all i can say is DUH. PLAIN DUH! well moving on…

Today, I’m SICK. i’m goddanm sick. i SO hate it cause 1. mom didn’t let me come to the much-awaited night swimming party. muthafucckha! haha. and 2. i hate this SICK-IEE feeling. it sucks. it so sucks.. ooh, and by the way, in case your wondering, i have FLU, SINUSITIS, and PHARYNGITIS. oh poor me.

Yesterday, Stella and I watched SPIDERMAN 3! the oh so long time of waiting for a spidey three was worth it. we did enjoy it. plus, it was beggining to be the last moments we spend together*aww* cause, we got separated by our class sections.. [so much for that] well, spidey and harry were 2 gorgeous men haha. and they both deserve MJ [coincidence?i'm MJ too. ]. sand man, the black spidey and the photographer-turned-black spideyish are bitches, really good bitches. but they sucked. *haha* right after the movie, we strolled a bit around the mall and headed straight to the booth who sells FRENCH FRIES. ooh yummy. and last thing, the french fries vender said that we’re both looking hot and gorgeous. damn you vendor! *haha.*

The other day, we went to school to enroll. my section? III-St. Anne. well, i’m kind of happy and sad about my section, uhm. but well, i don’t know…. then we headed straight to Divisoria, a local place where BARGAIN really means BARGAIN TO DEATH. your ONE THOUSAND PESOS can go a long way…………………. btw, $1 is equal to 50 PESOS.. PLUS, if you spend a little more time inspecting, they stuff there are in good quality. these are the things mom and I bought:

FOR ME:
1. 2 bras ; P25 each = P50
2. A set of pajamas = P50
3. A very GORGEOUS empire blouse = P250
4. Cloth for uniform; 4 yards, P25/yard = P100
5. A Set of Textbooks [yes! school textbooks. wanna know more? PM me.] = P1, 500 only! and which they are supposed to be P3, 800!!!

FOR MOM:
1. A very HIPPY blouse = P230
2. 3 panties; 3 pieces for P50 = P50
3. Fruits [grapes, oranges, apples> a kilo of each] = P130
4. A universal remote control = P95
5. 2 umbrellas = P200

talk about bargaining….hahaha. the only bad thing about going to divisoria is there’s where i think i got sick.

UPDATES: added new affie! kayla. yeay. and she even commented on how my blog is. thanks kayla. loveyah.

he’s better when crushed and still awesome when toasted

i ‘m talking about Vampie, my pet garlic. yeah, you did hear it right, GARLIC. it’s not that i often name garlics or any vegetable of some kind, it’s just that, boredom almost killed me and so, i named the garlic [which later on, became a part of the OH SO DELICIOUS meal i cooked.and yes, i cooked.] . then, we prank-called someone. but i think it’s so devilish of us, so I dare not to narrate that hilarious thing.

earlier part of the day, uhm, i did the laundry. ooh, and painted rust. this day started boring and ended up nearly the same.

UPDATES: new affie. again. wee. fifi.

NOW:
date:may 1
time:9:30 pm
mood:a little bored.a little funky
looking hot in:green spaghetti strap,pink jammies
earphones:Thnks Fr Th Mmrs-FALL OUT BOY
screen:noneindulging:none
drinking:none.
last person you’ve talk to:stella.
last person you’ve thought of:him quotable quote:he’s a 3-timer bitch. )

waaw. the beginning of my day lacked inspiration and it didn’t quite ended that way, thankfully.

last night, i had a fucking argument with my parents. in fact, sometimes i do think that they suck really bad at that job[being a parent]. my arrogance prevailed during the fight. well, my philosophy is that as long as i think i am right, i’ll keep on imposing what i really feel about stuff. but then, it’s my parents that do not listen to it. SO MUCH FOR THAT…[it ended anyway.]

ok. so as soon as i woke up, mom told me to put on my bra and then we’ll go straight to the market. i was damn irritated by the fact that “I JUST WOKE UP MEHN.” darn it.. but then i din’t have any choice but to follow her as i thought it will cause a long playing argument again. so then we went to the market to buy stuff and we went home then cooked lunch. merely half of the day lacks insipration, i thought. i’m quite on the survival of a post-depression thingee. i am psycho. *laughs*

i was about to take my afternoon nap when my father came, so then did my brother. it was kind of relieving, but i can’t seem to see why. but…ok. i ate a scruptious cake, which my brother bought from his trip to pagudpud..about 4 pm, my good ol’ friend/neighbor CHARLOTTE/charm invited me to her 14th birthday. so then i went, and ate, and talked a little, but i did quite like that, coz rather than staying home doing nothing, going to her house was a change. i did spoil my diet, but then, as she said, it happens not very oftenly, so then, i was forced to it. NO BIG DEAL.. the food was awesome anyway.

UPDATES: added 2 new affies. sheena and ashley. yeay.

NOW:
date:april 29
time:8 PM.
mood:blah-is.
wearing:plain white shirt, black beach pants, flipflops
musicleftover crack;citizen fish
movie:none
screen:not in the mood to watch.eating:none;still full
drinking:none.
last person you’ve talk to:charlotte.
last person you’ve thought of:heidi klum *laughs*.
quotable quote:vuluptios and plump, he’s thin.