You know what?
I watched Pirates already!!! Johnny Depp is so freaking hottttt!!!!! Last May 25 was my mom’s birthday.. So, we were there to entertain her and all.. Anyway, we went to Gateway to watch Pirates. I got a little pissed off when they told me all the lazyboys were reserved already.. But, for the sake of my mom, I tried to smile, more of a grimace, really.. And, yeah, ok.. Sure.. I was the one who forced everybody to watch Pirates.. When we found out that the lazyboys are taken already, my mom asked us if we still want to watch Pirates or we could return next week for the lazyboys.. I was like, ‘No way! I’d rather sit on the floor today.. Heck, this is the first week! I want to watch Pirates on the first WEEK!!’ So, there.. We watched Pirates. And, I was happy.. And, it made me shut up..
Hmmmm.. I like Chris Evans.. You know from Cellular and Fantastic Four.. So, watch out Fantastic Four – I’m going to conquer the movie theatre to see Chris!! Hahaha..
Well.. I just realized that we’re going back to school next week.. I am scared as hell.. I mean.. We’re re-sectioned! I don’t want to be re-sectioned.. I feel so bloody helpless thinking about my sweaty palms on the first day of school.. Help me calm my nerves..
SONGS: The All American Rejects’ It ends tonight.. I love this.. I can’t believe they’re singing sort-of slow songs.. And, oh yeah, Maroon 5’s Make Me Wonder.. Mind you, I am NOT a Maroon 5 fan.. I just love Make Me Wonder.. I mean, who wouldn’t?
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
hey oh hey
I am so frustrated. See, I mentioned that I am having some tutorials, right? And, this fucking time, I couldn’t answer a goddamn thing right. I was so perturbed that I actually cried. Because of this my good-natured father talked to me.. He told me that cursing and crying [and actually throwing a tantrum..] won’t help me understand what I don’t understand. He said that I should have a positive outlook in life. I was like, “Huh? What’s math got to do with my life?”.. He told me that at the end of the day, I would actually be proud because I finally understood the goddamn thing I couldn’t answer -- all I need is to focus and to persevere. That’s so easy to say.. But it takes ten times the effort to actually do half of it!
To be brutally honest, I feel so upset. Relatives are actually asking me if I’m also going to pursue medicine like my parents -- all I can do is give a sheepish grin and shrug. My mom was -- is discouraging me and my brother to study medicine. She tells us that it’s a total pain in the butt. She needs not worry, my brother is not-- has never been interested in medicine. And, well, as for me, if ever I’m going their way, I’m going to take up psychiatry. Since I was a kid, I find psychiatry interesting [and my father is actually promoting it.. telling me all sorts of things like it’s appealing and fascinating.. I think he wants me to study medicine at all. Shrug.] Anyway, I may not have the brains but I have interest and, ugh, some hard work. Besides, I don’t know what other course to take. Another shrug. It’s a little bit early to talk about that but my parents told me to start thinking now because in two years time, we’re going to be college students already.
I know I totally suck at school. I don’t even know how I got promoted [I meant stepping from first year to second year and now to third year..] Maybe the teachers pitied me. Hahahahaha. Yeah, yeah, I think they pitied me. Pitiful Rina.
Bye bye. See you all on the seventeenth..
I’m going to continue my ASS-ignment now.
SONGS: What Sarah Said is still inside my head and, yeah, Fellowship of the nerd/ by FOB. Everybody’s into FOB lately.. I think if all of the people get to know this band and grip them because of popularity and not because of their songs, I have to scratch them out of my likes. Sort of like MCR. Every person ‘loves’ MCR-- because of popularity, not because of the songs..
I am so frustrated. See, I mentioned that I am having some tutorials, right? And, this fucking time, I couldn’t answer a goddamn thing right. I was so perturbed that I actually cried. Because of this my good-natured father talked to me.. He told me that cursing and crying [and actually throwing a tantrum..] won’t help me understand what I don’t understand. He said that I should have a positive outlook in life. I was like, “Huh? What’s math got to do with my life?”.. He told me that at the end of the day, I would actually be proud because I finally understood the goddamn thing I couldn’t answer -- all I need is to focus and to persevere. That’s so easy to say.. But it takes ten times the effort to actually do half of it!
To be brutally honest, I feel so upset. Relatives are actually asking me if I’m also going to pursue medicine like my parents -- all I can do is give a sheepish grin and shrug. My mom was -- is discouraging me and my brother to study medicine. She tells us that it’s a total pain in the butt. She needs not worry, my brother is not-- has never been interested in medicine. And, well, as for me, if ever I’m going their way, I’m going to take up psychiatry. Since I was a kid, I find psychiatry interesting [and my father is actually promoting it.. telling me all sorts of things like it’s appealing and fascinating.. I think he wants me to study medicine at all. Shrug.] Anyway, I may not have the brains but I have interest and, ugh, some hard work. Besides, I don’t know what other course to take. Another shrug. It’s a little bit early to talk about that but my parents told me to start thinking now because in two years time, we’re going to be college students already.
I know I totally suck at school. I don’t even know how I got promoted [I meant stepping from first year to second year and now to third year..] Maybe the teachers pitied me. Hahahahaha. Yeah, yeah, I think they pitied me. Pitiful Rina.
Bye bye. See you all on the seventeenth..
I’m going to continue my ASS-ignment now.
SONGS: What Sarah Said is still inside my head and, yeah, Fellowship of the nerd/
Thursday, May 10, 2007
hey oh hey
ok, I absolutely have no idea what to talk about. I’m just typing so that I could get my hands to actually do something. Let me see – oh yeah, election day is near. I’m expecting a blackout to occur that day. I mean, lights, and then ¾ poof!!! it’s out. Then, what to expect next? Ballot switching. Oh yeah. That would be normal, I guess. I mean cheating is normal during Philippine Elections, right? Why would this election be any different?
sigh. stupid, lackluster, boring life. stupid, stupid, stupid. nothing eventful is happening to me right now. I’m just having a very productive and constructive summer. I am sarcastic [there is rarely a time that I’m writing a post happily ¾ I’m usually grumpy or uninspired when I get to update everything..]
let me see.. let me think.. Oh yeah, I’m sort of happy because my brother is out for three weeks. He’s studying physics or something mathematy-ish¾ my parents said that it would help him a lot this coming school year.. I don’t know.. Physics? At thirteen? Extremely boring in my opinion.. Then again ¾ I forgot that math has never been my forte. Anyway, so he’s out and I’m free. That’s more like it! I’m betting on happier days. I mean when he’s in the house, he’s no longer grounded so he’s all day sitting in front of the computer and surfing the net or playing dota or something ¾ I can’t squeeze myself in front of him and tell him to go away and play his PSP or something.. And now ¾ and now the time has come for vengeance and freedom!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
ok, I know I’m getting a little crazy. I just don’t know how to express my supreme pleasure that I’m finally going to be limitlessly ¾ happy? Whatever. sigh. this is truly a wonderful caricature of intimacy. Sounds familiar? I’ll bet a hundred pesos you’re trying to remember where you heard this. Cheers!
Wish that this exhilaration would stay with me in the remaining days of this summer break. To be truthfully honest, I kind of felt depressed the last dew weeks [I think it’s because of my pre-menstrual syndrome/disease.. You know, the sudden switch of emotions.. One minute you’re cheerful, the other minute you’re crying because of a stupid reason, say, a broken rubber slipper.. That familiar feeling gripped me.] Oh well, mood swings are always swinging, right? That’s why they’re called mood swings. Hahahahahahahaha. Get it? Mood-swings? Hahahahhahahahah. Ok, I’ll stop. I’m getting cheesed off with myself too.
bye bye :D
SONG: Crystal Ball by Keane. I used to be obsessed at this song, and now it’s coming back, my obsession, I mean. Cheers, fellas :D
Friday, May 4, 2007
my family [yep. family.. as in father, mother and my brother..] went to metrobar last night to watch bands play my brother and i are the only persons in there accompanie by our parents..] anyway, we saw soapdish, mayonnaise, and join the club.. actually, that's the interesting bands who played last night. andon din ang kapatid -- pero hindi ko naman sila gusto kaya ayun.. hindi ko nalang pinansin..
it was going to be a great night -- i mean, we went to don henricos because i noticed my stomach was empty and i get to over-feed myself and gain a hundred or so pounds again.. and then we went to metrobar na nga tapos i saw join the club's front man wearing mismatched chucks [red on the left and black on the right.. i mean, heck, we were two tables away from the stage so i really saw it.. :D ]and it made me supeeeeeer happy because i was also wearing mismatched chucks [dirty white on the left and black on the right..] it made my parents shut up because they were always telling me that im weird -- hahahaha, eh ayun, nakita nila na ung ngang sa join the club mismatched chucks din ang suot -- and mind you, my mom's a FAN. ayon. natahimik din sya. im not so weird after all..
as i was saying -- it was going to be a very GREAT night. then, may girls na umupo sa table in front of us. they were -- are chain smokers. fuck. i was choking all night and they're very insensitive. i mean, i have nothing against chain smokers [my grandpa was a chain smoker and he's dead already] but, heck, why do they hace to sit in front and smoke smoke smoke?!! all the other people would be smelling and inhaling their smoke. and, just the record, mas nagkaka-lung cancer ang mga nakakaamoy ng smoke. un lang. anyway, so ayun, i really wanted to smack the girls and tell them to fuck off -- i mean, im really pissed off -- ni hindi nga sila nanonood eh! they were just talking and laughing and smoking and drinking beer. they ruined the night. MY night. etoh pa, when we got home, i smell like im the one smoking! amoy cigarette ang shirt ko, ang jeans ko, ang hair ko -- buti nga hindi umabot sa kili-kili eh!! hmpf. we got home at around 3:10am so hanggang ngaun hindi pa ako nakakapaligo -- im going to take a bath after this post :D
anyway, all in all, ok nadin. nakita ko naman ung ipinunta ko dun eh.. shrug.
SONG: something that produces results courtesy of the early november. naLSS ako nagun dito eh..
it was going to be a great night -- i mean, we went to don henricos because i noticed my stomach was empty and i get to over-feed myself and gain a hundred or so pounds again.. and then we went to metrobar na nga tapos i saw join the club's front man wearing mismatched chucks [red on the left and black on the right.. i mean, heck, we were two tables away from the stage so i really saw it.. :D ]and it made me supeeeeeer happy because i was also wearing mismatched chucks [dirty white on the left and black on the right..] it made my parents shut up because they were always telling me that im weird -- hahahaha, eh ayun, nakita nila na ung ngang sa join the club mismatched chucks din ang suot -- and mind you, my mom's a FAN. ayon. natahimik din sya. im not so weird after all..
as i was saying -- it was going to be a very GREAT night. then, may girls na umupo sa table in front of us. they were -- are chain smokers. fuck. i was choking all night and they're very insensitive. i mean, i have nothing against chain smokers [my grandpa was a chain smoker and he's dead already] but, heck, why do they hace to sit in front and smoke smoke smoke?!! all the other people would be smelling and inhaling their smoke. and, just the record, mas nagkaka-lung cancer ang mga nakakaamoy ng smoke. un lang. anyway, so ayun, i really wanted to smack the girls and tell them to fuck off -- i mean, im really pissed off -- ni hindi nga sila nanonood eh! they were just talking and laughing and smoking and drinking beer. they ruined the night. MY night. etoh pa, when we got home, i smell like im the one smoking! amoy cigarette ang shirt ko, ang jeans ko, ang hair ko -- buti nga hindi umabot sa kili-kili eh!! hmpf. we got home at around 3:10am so hanggang ngaun hindi pa ako nakakapaligo -- im going to take a bath after this post :D
anyway, all in all, ok nadin. nakita ko naman ung ipinunta ko dun eh.. shrug.
SONG: something that produces results courtesy of the early november. naLSS ako nagun dito eh..
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
I just came home from Batanes because we went to tour it -- and I'm literally exhausted. I’m not really a nature freak but I’ve appreciated the place – it’s a very peaceful place and very refreshing too. :D Cheers
Hmm, ok, let’s see – there’s not really anything to talk about.. Unless you find sitting all day, watching TV or DVD, munching food, and yeah, having tutorials interesting. A total boredom – even for the strictest an most serious old maid in the whole universe who just waits for her water to boil so she could make tea every afternoon [hahahaha, is this person related to you? Just kidding.. Mind you, I have a grandmother who’s sort of-- like this.. I get the inspiration from her.. Cheers :D ]
Anyway, since all you can see in this blog are obnoxious and insufferable posts – I might as well keep up with my repugnancy. Chill. Yeah, yeah, being atrocious has its advantages sometimes. I mean, I don’t even have to pretend that I have tons to talk about! Well, hey, I’m totally mooching here for what? The last fifteen seconds? Well, I don’t really have a damn idea where this post is headed [I’m shrugging, can’t you see?] Classy. Simply chic. Totally amazing. Well, if you’re reading this and you really find this post-- ugh -- horrendous, can you just inform me? i'm really into open-mindedness and -- tagging.. [hahahaha, it's my own wicked way to have you guys tag and actually say something in my tagboard -- is it me or do i sense that someone's raising his/her eyebrows? hahahaha.. Chill..]
On other more tolerant topics -- I am glad to say that my 'freckles' are gone [Yeahhhh.. it's a snortable sentence.. and, if ever you're going to consult a dictionary -- there's no such word as 'snortable' (I think) I just made that up :D Chill nougat anyone?] What am I saying again? Oh yeah -- the 'freckles'!! It's all gone! All 42 of them went gung-ho and left. Now I have a more unsightly face minus the, well, freckles. Cough. Why am I calling my warts freckles? There's one simple reason, actually. Most people when they hear warts [not unless it's hog-warts they're talking baout -- get it? Hog-warts? Hogwarts? Ok, it's corny.. Don't laugh..] they think it's a deadly disease that when you go near that person [the one contaminated by warts] you'll get AIDS or something. Ugh. I mean, hey -- warts are just spots that are very unsightly to look at. Well, since I have none already -- I won't contaminte any of you. Cheers.
On another topic -- a few days more and we're back to school. Isn't that so great [I'm sarcastic..] we're going to have more Math [My favorite subject in the world.. This time I am really derisive. I mean, I'm a total suck-o at that subject.. Just please, please, please allow me to talk that way in here.. I need some comfort, I need to be sardonic to calm my already shaking nerves.. I mean, heck -- what do we got? One month? One more month and it's school time again..] Whoa. Anyway, do you guys know what I do everythime I remember the glorious word 'Math'? i desperately cling to the lyrics of the Math song in the movie 'School of Rock'.. Ok, dig this: Math is a wonderful thing.. Math is a really cool thing.. So get off/up your ath let's do some math.. Math, math, math, math, math...
Seen my last post? About Matt Davies? Well, I didn't get to elaborate his gorgeousness. He is handsome one of a kind front man!! I mean, I have nothing against band vocalists [Fort a fact, before Johnny Depp became a very famous actor -- he was a band vocalist. Labamba.. Dig that..] But, I don't usually dig band vocalists, I'm more of the guitar/bass/drums guy with nose rings :D .. But -- Matt Davies? dig him! But, apparently, he's with someone already. A wife. It's in the lyrics of the song 'Into Oblivion' -- unless it's written by one of his bandmates. It's depressing. Why do I always end up being obsessed with a married guy? Johnny Depp, Billie (It's spelled that way, right?) Joe Armstrong, Alex Band, even Michelle Branch neglected me -- and now, Matt Davies. Oh well.. :D Cheers.
SONGS: good thing I have a new song in my head or all of you may've want to wring me by the neck because of talking about Matt and Into Oblivion in this entire post. Anyway, check this song out: Bitch'n Camaro by Dead Milkmen. This is so cool. The way they were singing, it's very entertaining and hilarious [in a postive way]. Ok, they're not really singing, they're more like talking and delivering a poem... but, heck, I love the way the're talking and the background beat -- it's audible enough to make my day complete :D
Another song is 'Island In the Sun' -- I don't really know who sang/sung this, but I know it's a song in Aquamarine, right? I love this.
And last but not the least -- Punk Rock Academy by Atom and his package. My brother was singing this, before I knew it, I'm singing it too. Talk about LSS.
Cheers.
Hmm, ok, let’s see – there’s not really anything to talk about.. Unless you find sitting all day, watching TV or DVD, munching food, and yeah, having tutorials interesting. A total boredom – even for the strictest an most serious old maid in the whole universe who just waits for her water to boil so she could make tea every afternoon [hahahaha, is this person related to you? Just kidding.. Mind you, I have a grandmother who’s sort of-- like this.. I get the inspiration from her.. Cheers :D ]
Anyway, since all you can see in this blog are obnoxious and insufferable posts – I might as well keep up with my repugnancy. Chill. Yeah, yeah, being atrocious has its advantages sometimes. I mean, I don’t even have to pretend that I have tons to talk about! Well, hey, I’m totally mooching here for what? The last fifteen seconds? Well, I don’t really have a damn idea where this post is headed [I’m shrugging, can’t you see?] Classy. Simply chic. Totally amazing. Well, if you’re reading this and you really find this post-- ugh -- horrendous, can you just inform me? i'm really into open-mindedness and -- tagging.. [hahahaha, it's my own wicked way to have you guys tag and actually say something in my tagboard -- is it me or do i sense that someone's raising his/her eyebrows? hahahaha.. Chill..]
On other more tolerant topics -- I am glad to say that my 'freckles' are gone [Yeahhhh.. it's a snortable sentence.. and, if ever you're going to consult a dictionary -- there's no such word as 'snortable' (I think) I just made that up :D Chill nougat anyone?] What am I saying again? Oh yeah -- the 'freckles'!! It's all gone! All 42 of them went gung-ho and left. Now I have a more unsightly face minus the, well, freckles. Cough. Why am I calling my warts freckles? There's one simple reason, actually. Most people when they hear warts [not unless it's hog-warts they're talking baout -- get it? Hog-warts? Hogwarts? Ok, it's corny.. Don't laugh..] they think it's a deadly disease that when you go near that person [the one contaminated by warts] you'll get AIDS or something. Ugh. I mean, hey -- warts are just spots that are very unsightly to look at. Well, since I have none already -- I won't contaminte any of you. Cheers.
On another topic -- a few days more and we're back to school. Isn't that so great [I'm sarcastic..] we're going to have more Math [My favorite subject in the world.. This time I am really derisive. I mean, I'm a total suck-o at that subject.. Just please, please, please allow me to talk that way in here.. I need some comfort, I need to be sardonic to calm my already shaking nerves.. I mean, heck -- what do we got? One month? One more month and it's school time again..] Whoa. Anyway, do you guys know what I do everythime I remember the glorious word 'Math'? i desperately cling to the lyrics of the Math song in the movie 'School of Rock'.. Ok, dig this: Math is a wonderful thing.. Math is a really cool thing.. So get off/up your ath let's do some math.. Math, math, math, math, math...
Seen my last post? About Matt Davies? Well, I didn't get to elaborate his gorgeousness. He is handsome one of a kind front man!! I mean, I have nothing against band vocalists [Fort a fact, before Johnny Depp became a very famous actor -- he was a band vocalist. Labamba.. Dig that..] But, I don't usually dig band vocalists, I'm more of the guitar/bass/drums guy with nose rings :D .. But -- Matt Davies? dig him! But, apparently, he's with someone already. A wife. It's in the lyrics of the song 'Into Oblivion' -- unless it's written by one of his bandmates. It's depressing. Why do I always end up being obsessed with a married guy? Johnny Depp, Billie (It's spelled that way, right?) Joe Armstrong, Alex Band, even Michelle Branch neglected me -- and now, Matt Davies. Oh well.. :D Cheers.
SONGS: good thing I have a new song in my head or all of you may've want to wring me by the neck because of talking about Matt and Into Oblivion in this entire post. Anyway, check this song out: Bitch'n Camaro by Dead Milkmen. This is so cool. The way they were singing, it's very entertaining and hilarious [in a postive way]. Ok, they're not really singing, they're more like talking and delivering a poem... but, heck, I love the way the're talking and the background beat -- it's audible enough to make my day complete :D
Another song is 'Island In the Sun' -- I don't really know who sang/sung this, but I know it's a song in Aquamarine, right? I love this.
And last but not the least -- Punk Rock Academy by Atom and his package. My brother was singing this, before I knew it, I'm singing it too. Talk about LSS.
Cheers.
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