Father John Misty.

Happy 52nd birthday to the most adorable and lovable weirdo in the world! 

I know that it's not a piece of cake having me for a daughter. I could be insensitive and if I'm in one of my moods, I know I could be infuriating and unbearable. Thank you for not giving up on me when I get snarky and when, you know, I have intense fits of rage. I'm really sorry when it seems like I (always) take you for granted. It's just that you're always happy and you're really, really, really, really, really nice (I've yet to find a person who would tell me that you're mean and stuff), so, sometimes it's kind of annoying. But, you've to know that I really love you. I love you even if you give pompous replies ("I too want to rock") to my jologs texts ("Rakenrol!") I love you even if you thought that the cellsite near the house was Mars.  I love you even if you sit at the foot of my bed at six in the morning to talk about Lino Brocka (Jesus, it's six in the morning!)

I love you and my friends love you and everyone who knows you loves you!! Happy 52nd birthday, Itay! I will buy you your own vineyard someday so you could finally make the wine you want to call "Moderately" (instead of you making rice wine in our kitchen and letting our kitchen stink, you know?)   

But You Can't Survive When You Want It All.

FUCK IT, THE KILLERS ARE COMING ON SEPTEMBER 26!!!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!!!!!!  IF I MISS THIS, I WOULD FREAKIN' KILL MYSELF!!!! I ALREADY MISSED SEEING BLOC PARTY AND AVALANCHE CITY AND THE TEMPER TRAP OH MY GOD!!!!! GOD PLEASE LET ME SEE THIS CONCERT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I WANNA SEE THE KILLERS LIVE!!!! I WANNA SEE THE KILLERS LIVE!!!!! I WANNA SEE BRANDON FLOWERS LIVE!!!!!!!!

Tell Me More, Tell Me More, Did You Get Very Far?

I remember my senior year in high school and the other group from my section presented this as their musical.  (Ours, if you're interested to know, is HSM2.  I was Troy Bolton.  Don't laugh.  I memorized the songs!  Hahahahaha.)

Sometimes I feel like it's easy for people to just forget me and stuff.  Although I think (I HOPE) it's just in my head.  But, I always have to have this reassurance that people aren't just gonna walk away and leave me, you know?  Shit, needy pala.  Hahahaha!  Kidding aside, I know I have the tendency to really push people away - like, really push them away until they give up on me.  I don't know if I'm unconsciously testing them or trying their limit to these kind of situations but, I don't know, I can't help it.  I can't give my loyalty to the people around me if they'll just gonna scat the minute I become difficult, you know?  I think this is one of the reasons I have, like, two or three true friends.

Actually, I don't know why I'm like this.  I think it's genetic?  My dad once told me that my mom always need to have some kind of reassurance that she's loved and stuff.  I'm not surprised, my grandparents sort of neglected my mom.  I mean, they were always at work.  She grew up with their yaya or maid or something.  So, anyway, can you see where I'm headed?  No?  The point is - my mom needs some reassurance and shit and I need them too!  Although, mine's.. unwarranted, I guess?  I mean, I was loved, adored, even, in this family.  So, see, I don't know why I'm like this.  I'll totally get it if you're screwing up your face like you smelled dung or something because I can't understand myself either.

Don't get me wrong, the people who stayed or are willing to stay - I'm always ready to give my arm and my leg for them.  Always.  Huh.  In some ways, I think this could be an answer.  I think I expect a lot from my friends because (if they gained my trust and love and loyalty) I'm willing to do as much for them.  Are you getting me?  Wow, it's like all you have to do is train me and shit.  I'm like a dog.

All of these thoughts from watching Grease.  Right, Rina, right.

Soon, Everybody Will Ask What Became Of You.

If you know me then this fact wouldn't come out as "new" to you.  Ever since I started this blog six years ago, I've constantly swooned and went agog over some tidbit about Death Cab For Cutie.  I don't how many times should I reiterate my fondness and devotion over Death Cab For Cutie.  They are my favoritest, and undoubtedly, the best band in the entire universe.  I was lucky because I was able to see them live last March 5, 2012.  I thought that if the world would indeed end on December..  At least I saw my favorite band live!

You have no idea how starstruck I am that night.  Oh my gosh.  Anyway, I have nothing else to do so I've been stalking and YouTube-ing them.  Cheers!

P. S. This video is hilarious!  I love Miley's part.  Viva Miley forever!  So, what say you?  Wanna Channing all over her Tatum?

So...

Parents (most especially my dad):

I really am sorry :-(

It Takes An Ocean Not To Break.

I'm gonna flood you with the pictures of the girl I'm currently in love with - Bambi Northwood-Blyth!  She's so gorgeous, I could just stare at her and stuff!

She's pretty, huh?  I like her street-style a lot! She's like a younger version of Aggy! And we all know that Agyness Deyn is my muse - the love of my life!

It's A Terrible Love That I'm Walking With Spiders.

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I'm really, really, really, really, really, really sad. :-(

Foodie Doodie.

Such an awful moment a few hours back.  Won't dwell on it.  Will ask for permission (again) on Wednesday.

It is no secret that I tend to love (and worship) food more than people.  Despite this "new" fact, there are still several kinds of food that I shy away from.  Why?  Basically, I hate it.  That's reason enough, right?  Anyway, if you love me and you would want to continue making me happy, you would avoid serving me the List of Food I Hate I'm going to post.  On the other hand, if I've done any shitty stuff to you and you would want to avenge yourself..  By all means, serve the goddamn food from the list.

1. Ensaimada.  I don't get this.  Sugar.. then cheese on top?  No.  Just.. No.
2. Tuyo (Dried Fish.)  I HATE THIS.  So much.  I pretty much prefer eating Tinapa.  I love Tinapa!
3. Champorado.  Chocolate Rice..  Seriously?  Why is this crapola even invented?
4. Eggplant.  I don't really hate this but I'm not psyched when I see this being served and shit.
5. Tomatoes (which is really idiotic when I think about it because I love food with tomato sauce.)  Same as my eggplant sentiments, I don't hate it but I prefer not to eat it on its own (or when it's inside a burger)  because they're dry then when you open it..  What's that?  Squishy insides?  Jesus it's like an alien cat food!  I like it when it's mixed with eggs, though!
6. Eggs with watery yolks.
7. Mayonnaise.  It's a condiment but it still counts right?  Anyway, yuck, mayonnaise..  Yuck.
8. Scallops in soups.  I love eating seafood but Scallop Soup?  Bleugh.  No.  Whenever I'm forced to eat this..  It's like I'm battling with tongue and throat because they just wont let me swallow the scallop in peace!  Scallops are okay when it's mixed with pasta sauce and shit but the scallop soup thingy I've been eating.. No.
9. White chocolate.  I'm a dark chocolate kind of person so.. Yeah.
10. Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.  We almost never run out of this shit because my brother loves it.  I, on the other hand, hate it.  I HATE IT.  I HATE IT.  I HATE.
11. Camote or Sweet Potatoes.  Sorry Jesus but.. No.  Ugh.
12. Kimchi.
13. Sweet viands.  My mom and my close friends know this.  Chicken teriyaki?  No.  Barbecue? Maybe, if I'm in the mood.  Ribs?  Always a YES.  Sorry, ribs are the only exception! I mean, imagine the hickory and barbecuey sauce dripping down your chin when you finished licking the bone!  Mmmm!  And, oh, buffalo wings.  So, ribs and buffalo wings are exempted from this sweet shit thing!
14. Not a fan of clam chowder, either.  But, it's okay.  I could live with eat.  (See what I did there?  K.  Hahahahahahaha!)
15. Olives.
16. Pancit Canton.  As in the real one, ha.  Not the instant one.  I don't like the fat noodles.  That's the only reason.  I think it tastes weird.
17. Bubble gum flavored stuff.  Bubble gum is fine on its own.  There's no need for a bubble-gum flavored ice cream.
18. Tofu (unless it's taho.)  Tofu is tasteless and I like salty stuff.  I have yet to find a person who could successfully penetrate the tofu's insides to make them salty and shit.
19. Nuts when they are mixed with other food.  I mean, nuts on their own are fine.  But why should there be nuts in my ice cream?  Chocolates?  Cupcakes?
20. Shiitake Mushroom.  MY DAD LOVES THIS SHIT.  Jesus Christ.  I can't depend on him when I ask for mushrooms (hehehehe not that kind..  The mushroom-food kind) because we always end up with tupperwares of shiitake mushroom!  I don't like its taste.  No, no, no!  My dad's been trying to convert me since I was little but.. Ewwwwwyuck.  I really cannot stand the taste of this foul fungi.
21. Kraft's Mac and Cheese.  I don't know if I can't just cook it right but it's always..  tasteless.  So, I prefer San Remo's.  Their alfredo is delicioso!

I'll add some more stuff on this list when I remember more!  Toodles!  HAHAHAHAHAHHAA

If It's Quite Alright, You Could Be My Way Of Life.

Gonna do bullets today 'cause I'm too lazeh to write something coherent.  Well, since I'm doing this, might as well make it some bulleted random shit about me.

• One of my pet-peeves is seeing guys wearing jeans with slippers.  I don't care if it's Zayn Malik or Jared Leto but jeans and slippers (for guys)... No.  Just, no.
• This baby is currently on loop, for, like, two days now.  You'll be hearing this on my next mixtape, so, you might as well get a head-start and listen to it right now: 

• I used to judge (sometimes, I still do.  Bite me, whatever) people by their music preference.  I'm sorry but it's just a stupid habit I can't seem to break.  I'm trying, though.  If I succeed, that would mean I'm really maturing, right?  (Genres I don't get and I usually, albeit unconsciously, judge: hip-hop and rap.  Sorry Pitbull or Nicki Minaj - hey, at least, I know you guys.  Anyway, I'm not against it or anything but I just don't.. get it.  Maybe it's because I can't sing it?  Usually, I pant and stuff so.. yeah.  Maybe that's why?)  
• I guess I'm a music-elitist? #ULUL (HAHAHAHAHAHAHA kidding.  Jesus I'm so conceited HAHAHAHAHA but, sorry, it's based on my own standards, see?  So, I can be the best in my own standards, right?)  Hmm, how do I explain this.  The only people I want to listen to my mixtapes and playlists are my friends and classmates or my acquaintances.  People who would really appreciate it, you know?  I don't want the people to listen to it just because a famous person listened to it.  Are you getting me?  See, since they heard that, let's say, Kristen Stewart listens to, say, Fibes, Oh Fibes!, they would start listening and "loving" it, as well.  I know I'm really wrong on my part since, wow, it's marketing and promotion and shit.  But, I want the bands to be exclusive.  I want the people to like the band and the music because they like the band and the music not because some bimbo recommended it or said in an interview that, "Yeah, Band A is cool, yeah."  I mean, ARE YOU GETTING ME?  I want the people to discover the bands and like their music and stuff without the advertisements and shit!  Jesus, I don't know how to explain it anymore.
• I think I'll make a good doctor.  Seriously.
• I have never tried getting my nails done.  Never.  I usually put on my own nail polish.  It's okay, I like painting my own nails and having my own nail polishes(?) shit.
• My nails look so purrrrrty right now.  I painted it an old-rose color hihihihi.  The picture doesn't do it justice, though
• 

• It's already 8.19 PM right now and I haven't taken a bath - yet.
• I don't care if a person's gay or a lesbian or bisexual, I don't care if she or he is doing sex before marriage, I don't give a damn if he or she likes to get high every once in a while (or everyday), I won't blink an eye if someone tells me that he or she has a kid out of wedlock..  Abortion, on the other hand, is something else.  I would never, ever be pro-abortion.
• Our new internet provider's coming tomorrow and I am so fucking psyched!  Smart Bro fucking sucks.  Kids, don't subscribe to Smart Bro.  They don't care about their customers.  If I collect a penny for all the times we've complained - we would be freakin' millionaires right now.
• The television inside our (my brother and I) room's busted.  We haven't had a decent television for a year now.  But, we don't really mind, actually.  We don't really use the television that much.
• Oh yeah, I don't have my own bedroom.  I share a bedroom with my brother.  It's the biggest in the house, so, it's okay, I guess?
• I broke a chair in my dad's office a week ago.  He got so mad and started scolding me for treating and taking everything as a joke.  He was so angry and for a minute there - I got scared.
• I'm buttering up my parents right now because I have to ask for permission (Yes, even if I'm already twenty-one) to go out this coming Saturday for Nicole's 21st birthday dinner!  Yay!  I'm so excited but, Jesus, I have to calm down..  I don't want to jinx anything.
• I'm a homebody.  I prefer staying indoors than going out and chilling with people.  Ugh.  People.
• BUT, when I'm around people (school, birthdays, gatherings) I like talking to them and making them laugh.
• I'm an extrovert but I have a handful of close and true friends.
• I hate Hoobastank (band) Jesus, I hate them so much that thinking about them makes me want to hurl.
• I haven't had a decent fantasy since March.  I mean, I don't have any full-blown crush on anyone right now so my fantasies cease to work.
• I have nothing else to say.  Bye.  Sayonara.  Adieu.  (Might get a bath after posting this hehehehehe)

Chootie Fie.

To the cutest person in the world who never fails to make me feel loved and special, Happy Birthday!

I luff you, Nicole!  (Even if you wouldn't probably see this because you don't know I have a blog HAHAHAHAHAHA)

Sana 'wag ka na maghanap ng ibang happiness!  Happy birthday, favorite person!

How Exactly Does One Suck A Fuck?

This scene gets me every time.  Kudos Rose, for loving Donnie unconditionally!

This happened, what, two weeks ago.

My mom's sort of like that.  I was having mild anxiety attacks the last few weeks (last  two week of April to first week of May)  I'm cranky and I couldn't sleep even if I closed my eyes.  I would just toss around my bed for three hours until I'm exhausted and stuff.  So, my parents finally allowed me to take some antihistamine pills - I was begging for sleeping pills because I haven't had a decent sleep for, like, a week.  They don't want to give me sleeping pills so we settled for antihistamine shit.  Whenever I'm stressed or worried, some weird white shit grows on my hands and feet.  The last few weeks, there were a bajillion.

My mom finally talked to me and asked me what's wrong.  I mean, I didn't even tell her anything.  She just asked me even if I said nothing.  She prodded and before I knew it, I was telling her how scared shitless I am of the future, how I'm not sure what I'm going to do, or where I am going with my life, and if I pursued medicine - I'm not sure if I could do it, I don't know if I could survive.  I mean, I'm not as smart as my brother.  I was hysterical and my mom listened to me eagerly.  Jesus, there are no words - no words that could describe how she comforted me and calmed me and stuff.

I think I'm going to take the less-traveled road here.  I'm going to take the year off and prepare for NMAT and shit.  I think I want to be a doctor.

Crazy Little Fucker.

When I was a senior in High School, I had a really, really, really, really huge crush on my Economics teacher, Sir Gerard Michael Orella Zaraspe.  Hahahaha.  Anyway,  I would blush and get all clammy and shit whenever he talks to me (which is often, during class.  I think he thinks I'm retarded and it amuses him.)  So, because I was freaky and obsessed with him, I talked to different people in my batch (we have six sections) and asked them for their Eco schedules.

... Tadah, after four years, I still have a copy of Sir Zaraspe's schedule for SY 2008-2009!

My parents know about my immature-crush on Sir Zaraspe so there's no use in using this material to blackmail me or what.  Hahahahaha.

Great souvenir, huh?

High School Friends Are Forever.

Spending the month right!  I spent yesterday and today with these awesome people!  Jodie, Eryel, and I met up at TriNoma.  We waited for Maeka, Pipi (who didn't come to the overnight), Mons, and Hazielle!  Then the 6 of us (minus Pipi) went to Shang to wait for Gego.  We met up with Beyiia there.  Then we went to buy some goodbye and Bon Voyage presents for Gego.  I bought her a decent book (Grimm Fairy Tales, I think?  Shit, I can't remember) and a dirty book... A Precious Hearts Romance book.  HAHAHAHAHA.  Omg I was so embarrassed when I was buying the book but.. meh.  It was hilarious!  You should've seen Gego's face when I made her open my present for her.  Hahahahaha!  Omg.

Can I just say that I missed my High School friends so much?  We spent the whole day talking and laughing and laughing and laughing..  From Mrs. Yalong to Ro Secum HAHAHAHAHAHA.  I can't believe it's been four years since I graduated from STC.  I really, really, really, really, really miss them :-(

Anyway, all pictures are from Beyiia Santos!

Jodie HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Pillow figggggght #epalvibes HAHAHAHA

Can you spot Jodie?

I love you guys so much!  I wish things could stay the same forever, you know?  Goodbye Gego, we'll miss you!  You're still the prettiest girl-crush I stalked!  Hahahaha!