its for public consumption for god's sake. what the hell? im opinionated so what? well, for one thing, google has been very helpful to our lives.
i have stopped writing for about 4 days i guess. it's either no internet access or im just plain lazy. but nothing really important happened do not ever worry. what else? hmmm... oh yeah last saturday my face was swollen because we went to laguna and then the wildlife was very harsh. and some creatures infiltrated my system so there. whatever.
but im repeating this again
if you got nothing nice to tell me... don't even say it
live microorganisms... these are the creatures on your yogurt foods. so meaning, when you eat yogurt (and the like) there are squirming creatures in your spoon? i just do not want to imagine that either.
its very funny when you are commuting (especially when going to school) and there is traffic suddenly... it's getting on your nerves and the more that you will get pissed off because the source of that damn traffic is A TRAFFIC ENFORCER. now i get it... a traffic enforcer basically enforces traffic. great.
stupid intact! all i got to do is sit and write this blog. IS THIS WHAT I GET FOR AN HONORARIUM FOR GOD'S SAKE?!?! sir chris said to wait for further developments. I CANNOT WAIT ANY LONGER! i mean you may think i am such a workaholic that i need something to do and instead of giving thanks for resting after a long trek from social sciences building. guys that is far by the way. well, my point is i need to do something because i chose to do this because i thought i was going to do something. i can do other things besides from sitting here like going home and experience a faster internet. or maybe go to gateway (when i have money that is) or sleep at home (I WANT SLEEP!) oh my gawd... the song being played here in intact is some religious song by some american idol contestant. and the funny part? my student knows the song (he sings it with actions).
thanks to apple ipod. and apple ibook g4.
sir dave explained awhile ago about how the spartans trained for war. and he also told about the story of the spartan trainee and the mongoose. do not ever ask me to tell the story. you would not even want to hear it. if you wanna hear it, tag me on my tag board (uh... duuh) if i lived on the spartan city state in the ancient period, i will be hurled off a cliff to die because i have poor eyesight.
my black eye wannabe is itching so bad. everyone thinks i was punched by someone. i wish though, well at least i know who did this whateveritis to me. but no, some creature from the wildlife bit me in my upper cheek that resulted to this. and i think that the creature thought that the one he/she/it bit will not realize that she was bit but instead was punched. but sorry creature I KNOW YOU BIT ME! BECAUSE IT IS ITCHING! BLACK EYES DO NOT ITCH!
2:59. please let this finish. i need to talk to rissa hontiveros about our pos 100 project. pos100 DIE!
i want friday to come! alcoholic substances + terriyaki boy = F U N !
i AM bored. I am BORED i Am BoReD! I aM bOrEd! i am bored! I AM BORED! BORED AM I! derob ma i! I AM BORED!
JUST ARRIVED NOW: party for cartess is cancelled. cry.
i really feel so left out in my intact class. i mean i really wish there was a health science major intact student assistant for these little kids. I AM A EUROPEAN STUDIES MAJOR FOR PIZZA'S SAKE! i am unknowledgeable in those science stuff. and even if i am, i am not a worthy source. talk to me in espanol, we are fine.
we had an educational discussion for matanglawin. FAURA 117 WAS FILLED WITH PEOPLE! sarcastically speaking. in fairview, the talk was really nice. i mean rockin'
i believe that those quote and quote jologs radio stations are for world domination. they are targetting the most vulnerable of the society. really... come to think of it...
i am not going to rant today. i have enough of ranting today. or maybe rather i had enough of ranting forever.
1. my sister -she thinks she's RIGHT - she thinks she's very SUPER important - she wants people to listen to her adventures and misadventures alike. more like binibida niya yung sarili niya sa amin. which is very sick. i mean girl, get a real life. and when she asks for advices, she forcefully contradicts us. especially me.
this applies to EVERYONE if you really got nothing nice to tell me... SHUT YOUR MOUTH! and maybe do not even talk to me for that matter because you will be wasting your saliva on a wall.
again...
if you really got nothing nice to tell me... SHUT YOUR MOUTH!
the entry grocery less was for friday august 11, 2006.
saturday.
i commuted to school with my remaining 25 bucks. and after that i think i would have to steal money. laughs.
we are having a field trip to villamor airbase for rotc today. and yes, call time is 7 am. so i am not late.
so, attendance, inspection, your usual chorva in the rotc happened. and punishment (which required push-ups) also occured.
8 am came. we are supposed to leave the ateneo already but the bus is not there yet. ady complains even more.
we just cannot understand why we left 930 am in the ateneo. and we went to the philippine air force museum. wicked guns... nice uniforms and i think two of our comrades were stuck inside the glass because they were wearing the exact same goa as ours. chuckles. i hate old uncovered books. makes me sneeze and itch unceasantly. and we went to the thrilling and exciting part: the old replica planes. lucky me, i was able to ride the mini 747 plane, the helicopter and THE FIGHTER PLANE!!! yes, i was able to ride on the cockpit. WOW! it was old and moldy and it did not have the steering wheel. hopefully dom will be able to forward to me the pics of me in the cockpit.
oh yeah, i also saw different swords there. there was a golden saber there that i was itching to steal away from the premises. laughs.
the two flights: alpha and bravo, gave ma'am pena and sir tecson santan garlands.
i know now how to get money: il practice singing already for i will join the ATENEAN IDOL! i swear i will!
and maybe i should start going to the chapel every before my class...
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I.. got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window.. and I can't see at all And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad..
1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background 2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise
[Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan
{Chorus: Dido}
[Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering cold for you, four hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father neither; he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be together too
{Chorus: Dido}
[Eminem as 'Stan'] Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Slim; {*screaming*} Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out? {*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*} .. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*}
{Chorus: Dido}
[Eminem] Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his name was.. it was you Damn!
and that my friends is the very raw and very modern arete we have in the present... that gone real sick...
spanish is always fun. always. pe was worse. we lost. 2-6. partly because i was a stupid goalie today. eco IS FOREVER BORING and can you believe it... WE HAVE A QUIZ ON TUESDAY! what the hell do i know... theo... we only had a group activity.
oh... giggles and i gave pol a spongebob candy dispenser... =) and we are making it sing 'campfire song song' yeah with the patrick and squidward parts.
giggles made a video for pol because she cannot write. how cute.
i slept early again after picking up my sister and cousin.
She won’t say How the world can play She won’t say How you can stay She’s a lazy daisy…
lo siento i was not able to write an entry for a very important day. whatever. i was so into neopets (nagpapayaman na naman ako for christ's sake). es el nuebe de agosto hoy. feliz monthsary to me and pol! tenemos nuebe mes! anyway, my high school friend mia and her friend went to ateneo today. weeee!i helped them with their research needs for their filipino class.
i got an 82 over a hundred for my spanish supertest. i am disappointed though because i was expecting a 90. oh, what a bitch am i. laughs. for the primera vez, dormo en la clase! watda?! tengo mucha verguenza!
oh well, last night i saw my former high school classmate/seatmate on tv. what a shame, she is this bratty spoiled overaged high school girl who really hates st paul because one time when she was going to cut her class... again... she said she does not want to be identified as a paulinian because she is still a povedan. so, bitch why did you kick out yourself out of poveda in the first place... i mean that is poveda for god's sake!
so there, she is one of those new recruits of viva or something. she is also one of the hosts in that s files show. guys you know who she is na. if you dont (and you are not updated in the local showbiz scene... and i advise you not to...) it is just so sad... my mom used to comment that was she's trying hard, really really hard to be famous. i mean, was not she even contented to the fact that her family owns gazillions and gazillions of money and other properties and she still inserts herself in this poor oh so poor showbiz industry. its just insane. i think her ambition is to rule the world.
basta pag may: pilipino + camera = showbiz.
i remember when i watch news programs and there are news about accidents, murder, calamities or any event that requires the mere, raw presence of countrymen, these hakot countrymen will always and always will come into the presence of the camera lens and do their 10-seconds of fame thing. the kind that they will wave their hand extensively as if they will be discovered by some maniac producer who will get them to be an extra or something. but even though they were just hired to be extras, they would definitely get or rather grab the opportunity to get their sorry asses on media.
so anyway...
we won in our soccer game awhile ago. applause. 4-3. we have a new import, this girl who kicks really hard. real hard.
economics.
that old guy is getting into my nerves. he forcefully kicked me out of the classroom awhile ago. 4 cuts for me.
well, i really do. just about a few minutes ago before i typed my first sentence, i heard papercut by linkin park on my ipod. it exists pa pala. laughs. i can still remember my linkin park mania days. that was about first to second year. i bought the first album 'hybrid theory' for my birthday. i always watched mtv for their new videos. and if i get lucky, i get to so the 'making the video' edition of their videos. well, frankly they are a nice band. if i say no, my twin brother mikey will choke me. laughs again. well, hell yeah they are. but when they were fused with some kind of rnb flavor, i would rather puke them out.
commercials:
1. no wifi in the ls (WATDAHELL!?) 2. the smell of taho is hostaging my digestive system
back to the show...
i am sitting right now in the caf with a table full of pesky freshmen are seated in front of me. there is an afro guy in front and the girl (probably his blockmate or something) was telling him: "NAGPAGUPIT KA NO?!?" and the afro guy was denying it or something. i mean, in my own point of my sane mind, how can you tell if an afro had a haircut. i have no idea that's why i am asking.
just a question:
are combat boots + warmers + schoolgirl skirt really attention-grabbing?
let me describe to you the typical freshman of the school year 2006-2007: 1. rowdy 2. MAINGAY! 3. pa-porma 4. feeling matagal na silang nag-aaral sa ateneo (daig pa yung mga tanders) 5. feeling ulit 6. MAINGAY! 7. pa-cool (especially pertains to two people) 8. irritating 9. easy-go-lucky (they feel they will survive the ateneo, but let us just wait till second semester begins... let's just wait) 10. a bunch of smart alecks
dont worry my dear freshmen who will be able to read this. this is a general description. it does not point to each and every one of you.
i really have badly painted nails. oh well, it will just stay for a week then.
thank god my party is back to december 9 again. i mean if it was transfered to dec 20-22 (between not all the dates!) i wonder who the hell will go to my party. just my relatives. AGAIN?!?! i remembered my sister said, my relatives are important because they give many gifts. if it's just my relatives who are the priority, damn we can have a party every single &!*!% day of our lives! until we get very sick and tired of each others faces. she also said my friends cannot give me the quantity of gifts that my relatives can give. i really wanted to push my sister off a cliff that time.
bottomline:
MY SISTER IS SUCH A SMART ASS (100% TRUE)
resourcefulness my ass.
and it is the practical application of military intelligence in our mundane everyday lives.
whatever
top 10 things i want to get asap
1. money 2. saber 3. m16 rifle (preferably with grenade launcher) 4. tamagochi v3 5. a canon dslr 6. that very cute pink pda at toys r us 7. lanyard ipod in-ear earprones 8. dj headphones 9. blue crv 10. more money
i want to drive my own car already. its just starting to come into my senses that i REALLY need it. not just want.
i hate sundays. well it is supposed to be rest day but due to my sister's power trips and pasista tendencies, we are more than anything but forced to go to laguna. the house is really nice but being there makes me sick. and i really mean ill. awhile ago, my eyes were swollen and again and migraine and fever struck me again. as for that, i was wrongly accused of being muy peresoza by mi hermana muy estupida y gorda. i wonder where she draws her voice power for all the shouting, shrieking and screaming at the whole family. the guy who stays at laguna is either:
a. weird (whenever we talk to him, he does stupid things like biting a towel or tugging his shirt repeatedly) b. stoned (guys you know what i mean... and he looks like one) c. psychotic (he never looks at the person he's talking to) d. just plain nang-aasar (he told our maid "ikaw na lang kaya gumawa nito" when he was asked to do something) e. lazy (he never cleans the house) f. all of the above (he should go home. my mom takes out cash for laziness... go to hell)
i watched the ateneo vs. ust game. ateneo won of course. duh. i mean ust is A BIG LOSER SCHOOL. like what they say about what ust really means:
u-p s-ana t-ayo
hahaha. when i heard about this acronym i remembered someone fitting the description. he really wanted to go to up but unfortunately he was too dumb to be accpeted. poor him. now he is in ust. i believe that he fits there perfectly. ust is for losers. he is a big loser himself. oh i never told you guys about the hierarchy of THE schools
sky = ateneo trees = la salle humps = ust
laughs out loud.
when i was eating turon, my tooth suddenly chipped off. ouch.
just a thought:
perfect songs for different moods when you want to break up with someone:
a. if you are feeling rnb-ish mikaila - the art of letting go
Put away the pictures Put away the memories I've poured over & over through my tears I've held them till i'm blind They kept my hope alive As if somehow that might 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 You're still here in me And I can't set you free So I hold on to what I wanted most Baby someday we'll be friends 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 Not 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
b. if you are feeling rebellious the vines - get free
I'm gonna get free I'm gonna get free I'm gonna get free Ride into the sun She never loved me She never loved me She never loved me Why should anyone?
(Come in, come in, come in) I'll take a bullet for ya (Come in, come in, come in) Drag you around the corner (Come in, come in, come in) You know you really oughta (Come in, come in, come in) Move outta California
Get (get) Me (me) Far (far) When I'm alive again Save (save) Me (me) From (from) It! (it!)
When it's breeding time Look into your eyes away
I'm gonna get free I'm gonna get free I'm gonna get free Ride into the sun She never loved me She never loved me She never loved me Why should anyone?
(Come in, come in, come in) I'll make it better for ya (Come in, come in, come in) Drag you around the corner (Come in, come in, come in) You know you really oughta (Come in, come in, come in) Move outta California
c. if you are feeling trip hop/techno moby - porcelain
In my dreams I'm dying all the time As I wake its kaleidoscopic mind I never meant to hurt you I never meant to lie So this is goodbye This is goodbye
Tell the truth you never wanted me Tell me
In my dreams I'm jealous all the time As I wake I'm going out of my mind Going out of my mind
giggles keeps on asking me when will we buy her a care bear. oh baby, how i wish we also knew...
i went to school today wearing my oh so puhretty goa uniform. with my harry potter glasses, i look oh so gwapo. omg. as usual, borinf saturday morning. thank god pol is present.
so 1 pm came, rotc met at ss avr. we discussed about proper goa bearing and the like and military intelligence. thanks god again (although i want to say heaven forbid) tecson was discussing the topic. as the topic is discussed, i see a great and bright future in my life as a military intelligence officer.
we had a game afterwards. military intelligence in the form of amazing race. mission: to catch the terrorists (in the persona of the cocc's gelo and carlo) oh so funny game. well, as usual our flight won.
we were dismissed early for some strange reasons. although we were dismissed early, i was able to get home about son las otso menos quarto. waah. what a trip back home! thank goodness for rainey who was there for all the chorva. hahaha.
and i have been having bad dreams lately. thankfully i cannot remember them.
i slept in the jeep again upon going to ateneo.
history was fun as usual. thank goodness for people like sir dave... classes have never been so much stand-up comedy-ish...
ady's top 10 best teachers in the ateneo
1. jethro tenorio! - filipino 14 2. dave lozada - history 18.1 3. alexi alunan - spanish 1 4. joie austria - english 11 5. rene macahig - chemistry 1 and 2 6. jesus dacillo - theology 121 7. yol jamendang - filipino 14 8. bernardo bonoan - pe 101 9.walter torres - fencing 10. karen villarante- biology 10
pol and i got my glasses in gateway vision express. much to my horror, when i was claiming my glasses (oh yeah it's harry potter!) i saw an old lady who was A CONO! i therefore conclude that cono-ness is not a phase in your teenage years. much worse that you can have it until you are old, gray and filthy rich. good lord.
we watch an i-witness documentary 'dekada setenta'. thank lord it was not boring. howie severino was not bad in telling his story. or else i could not have understand a word he said. but the documentary focused on the missing people during the marcos regime until the present. too bad at present, people do not only get missing but they also get their lives lost. tsk. tsk. oh yeah these things happened in polsci.
ady's top 10 people that should get their lives lost
1. sam milby 2. carlos agassi 3. you know who you are and you are like okra! 4. christian arcilla 5. shaina magdayo 6. jay-r 7. britney spears 8. mark herras 9. jennylin mercado 10. the guy with the nakakaasiwang fes!
it was not surprising that little amount of people showed up for the SA21 class. i was not surprised either. before the class, the classroom was locked, so we were taunting ma'am hiroko to give us a free cut (otra vez). hahaha. tough luck for us. however, even though ma'am hiroko saw that i was playing neopets during her class... she did not even dared to stop me. oh god. nahiya ako dun.
steph and i went back to crame to buy another patch. believe it or not, time flies very very MUY MUY fast in crame. we got off the bus and we went to the military supplies place and we bought the patch and we got in another bus.
and it only took us about 1 minute.
yeah. time flies fast in camp crame.
and we went home.
and it's rotc tomorrow.
too bad we are not dissambling and assembling rifles tomorrow.
i had my very first spanish long exams today. AND IT LOOKS LIKE I DID NOT STUDY FOR IT! what a loser ady. the only things i remebered were madera and cristal. what the?
despues, i went to ateneo high school to get albert application form. thank god he was transferring schools already. and dios mio! the application form for high school is 600 BUCKS! (faint) so basically it vacuumed my allowance.
we had free cut for pe. but my classmates and i decided to practice. it was good though. i remembered my classmates saying:
- ayan na si sir o! naka-shades! - oo nga! free cut na yan!
we lost again. stupid ball that went to my shoulder! 2-1.
i spared myself from economics again. for the holy love of god.
pol and i went to megamall to watch nacho libre. it was too funny!
- i don't believe in god. i believe in science...
jack black is the man!
i finally bought a mrs. field's cookie! to satisfy my cookie desires!
after that we went to robinson's to eat in piadina. heaven's goodness in a plate. pesto penne and mushroom piadina and fried mozzarella was digested by my stomach acids. burp.
i knew pol would love it there!
we finally went to toys r us again. oh dear. we wanna live there.
pol and i desperately needs tamagochi version 3. one each.
so if anyone can donate 2000 bucks to us... please do so... you can post your intent in the tag board.
perform your civic duty BEFORE YOU SPILL YOUR COMPLAINTS YOU BASTARDS!
oh god. i feeling so mucho perezoso hoy.
shet
wrong grammer to the nth level.
one thing:
got stuck in the jeep on my way home. i mean for an hour we were stuck in the same position. oh dear.
i also experienced being a politician awhile ago.
i am just so utterly scared by religious nonsensical apparitions. dont ask me why.
thinking for more events today...
intact was as usual a time to be a living accessory. how sad. i got a really big blooper. their intact class was supposed to be a free cut because dr, sio was in bohol for a seminar/talk.
oh gawd why do i have to see mr. almighty power again.
its such a frustrating spanish day. i REALLY thought we are having our long test today. and I STUDIED (applause). yes i did. but we are gonna have it on thursday. well at least i studied already.
PLEASE PLEASE SPARE ME FROM ECONOMICS. I BEG YOU.
no theo today. awww. sad.
oh yes... pe is always fun. especially if its soccer. huwahahaha
i ate waffles again after a year after that waffle gastrointestinal breakout. sad life. waffles still tatse good though. its just that sweet and hot equals toothache. ouch. ouch. ouch. it was really bad that i have to denounce waffles + egg + salad + franks forever. it hurts sooo bad.
soccer. TENGO MUCHO FUN! i played all positions for the game. defender, forward and goalie claro =) our team only had 7 players and we had to play every round. waah. but nevertheless...
we won! 2-1 nice!
break. its flooding in ateneo. oh gawd. upon reaching the pub room, guidon was watching... (cringes) HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL! very gay. and the gay-est part there, the guys of guidon was watching it. spare me lord. por favor. terrible equation:
guidon + high school musical + guy na nakakaasiwa ang fes = ady's nightmare
if you only saw the guys on how they watch... oh dear they were like lttle kids who were soo excited to watch tv. tsk tsk.
economics
what eco? i spared myself from economics. for the love of jesus. meaning: i cut economics.
i cut class for the VERY FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE HISTORY.
theology.
no theo today.
so by 1230 or 1 or so... steph and i went straight to camp crame to purchase me a patch for my goa uniform. but there were a lot of stopovers and misadventures before the patch was purchased.
dead cat freezing under the rain...
1. stop 1: LRT2 station - three lady guards were stationed at the inspection section at the time we arrived. they were literally harrassing my bags! i mean if they want to take charge of my possessions, they can ask me nicely for god's loving sake! do i look like a funky fucked-up terrorist?!?! those bitches
2. stop 2: gateway - we passed by odyssey to look for a neat headphone because my ipod earphones broke. sobs. there was one phillips uber big headphones which are too cool to be true. the problem: 1,100.00 we also saw a pair of chucks: pink, gliterry, lace (as in yung pangregalo) for shoelace and hi-cut. what more can i ask for!!! another problem: 2,950.00
3. stop 3: farmer's plaza - we just passed by literally
4. stop 4: camp crame - soldier's mall - it was literally before the flyover, so it helped us. we looked for a shop that sells and makes patches. so we saw one. and bought one. and the patch was made before our very eyes. oh dears. it looked lIke the guy was sewing patches for centuries already. he finished patch in 2 minutes or so
5. stop 5: robinson's galeria - steph had lunch first at kfc and i had my dose of sago gulaman. heaven! we planned to watch just my luck but the time did not permit it. so we went to toys r us instead. and upon reacHing it... we felt like seven year old kids again!!!
TOYS R US IS HEAVEN!!!!
steph and i are fencing with foam swords... saber division. wahahaha...
oh gawd... lots of toyssss.... plus an animaland... oh puhleeze santa please give me toys r us for my birthday!!!
oh gawd why do i have to see mr. almighty power again.
its such a frustrating spanish day. i REALLY thought we are having our long test today. and I STUDIED (applause). yes i did. but we are gonna have it on thursday. well at least i studied already.
