tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26363800853505268772024-03-14T20:26:05.360+08:00I AM NOT YOUR SAVIORinsouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-81853420338396231042009-09-07T22:03:00.002+08:002009-09-07T22:20:28.083+08:00FOR MY BESPREN(best friend), RB.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">It's been a while na bespren. Ang tagal na nating hindi nakakapag-usap. Pi-ni-em mo ako kanina ng "happy birthday rb?". Akala mo na naman hindi kita binati. Tinext kaya kita. Tinatandaan ko na ang september 7 'no. Sorry naman kung hindi mo nakuha yung message ko. Osha, ayaw ko magdrama. Ginagawa ko ito sa oras na dapat sana ay gumagawa ako ng fil paper, ensci project, ensci postlabs, lit paper at kung ano pang kagaguhan sa school. Kaya ma-touch ka. :)<br /><br />Ililista ko rito yung mga bagay na nakakamiss:<br /><br />-yung mga sermon mo kapag masyadong "dina-down" ko sarili ko dahil sa pagiging grade conscious ko. haha. (akalain mo yun? namimiss ko sermon mo sa y!m :D)<br /><br />-yung mga pagtututor mo sakin sa math na gamit parin ang y!m. thanks sa doodle environment(?), naintindihan ko yung paggawa ng graphs.<br /><br />-yung pagsesend mo sakin ng mga kantang gusto mong iparinig sa akin na hindi ko naman tinatanggap :))<br /><br />-yung pagkukwento mo sa akin ng love life mo na kahit nung panahong iyon ay ..... haha. gets na!<br /><br />-yung pagkukwento ko rin sayo tungkol sa mga nangyayari sa akin.<br /><br />-yung pagpapakita mo sa akin ng mga work of art mo(c/o adobe photoshop. kung ano mang edition ang gamit mo. cs3 ba?)<br /><br />-yung pagtawag sa akin ng lion :)<br /><br />oh well. nagdrama na nga ako. sorry na. yan na muna sa ngayon. gagawin ko na yung mga kagaguhan sa school. :)<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" >HAPPY BIRTHDAY BESPREN >:D<</span></span>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-57219650198247984152009-08-19T20:32:00.003+08:002009-08-19T20:45:43.117+08:00AFTER 316544864216 YEARS.<div style="text-align: justify;">okaaaaay. ang tagal ko nang hindi nagbblog. LOSER L-) haha.<br /><br />3 months na kong atenista :)) at sa three months na yun, nararamdaman ko talaga na atenista ako. haha.<br /><br />first, superstars in your class. who wouldn't want to have 3 basketball players in your class right? :D i got eric salamat, rabeh al-hussaini and wammy tiongson. baaaaam! instant tickets :)) kidding.<br /><br /></div>uhm, i got my first big fat F in math. BUT. BUUUUUUUT! i got 2 additional points. that means, goodbye F, hello D! :> haha.<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />i passed the friggin' lit midterm exam. i thought i wouldn't. thank GOD!<br /><br />oh yeah, i went to dumaguete with my environmental class for our field trip. we stayed there for 3 days and 2 nights. plane and all for a CLASS field trip. haha. thrift kids :)) yeah right.<br /></div><br />onga pala, kung wala ka palang payong na dala, di ka cool :D basa ka lang naman ng ulan nun. AT KAHIT HINDI NAKA AIRCON LAHAT NG CLASSROOMS NAMIN, at least yung "eco footprint" ng school namin, di kasing taas ng sa iba. haha.<br /><br />ayun. wala ng kwenta pinagsasabi ko :D<br />ciao.insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-18026897142635686662009-06-27T21:21:00.004+08:002009-06-27T21:38:50.838+08:00ONE MONTH.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVdrXk4Cyue9DIHlA5r87UrD92mBCt-WZRcTHWNM5lMrUnaNuXm8H0VDqh4QcF79y40DLT2Lqkah5dYt5ZqwIn865Ea7PoaEVodf5CoM9fEsfUtzWfCz-32Ey5uhFYZYX2izEgxiqyD9E/s1600-h/feelthepain.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVdrXk4Cyue9DIHlA5r87UrD92mBCt-WZRcTHWNM5lMrUnaNuXm8H0VDqh4QcF79y40DLT2Lqkah5dYt5ZqwIn865Ea7PoaEVodf5CoM9fEsfUtzWfCz-32Ey5uhFYZYX2izEgxiqyD9E/s400/feelthepain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351997128846751602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">IT'S BEEN A MONTH NOW :(<br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">haha. damn. june was supposedly the fourth month. BUT, it ended last may. i'm not blaming the person, it was just sooooo heartbreaking. i read some comments we wrote on each other's site and we were sooooo happy. how trace mentioned that she loves kc so much and just how much she wanted to see kc. i'm not quite sure if the other person was really into the relationship before. but i want to think and believe that all the things that person said and did were true. coz i was so damn into that person.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">THE FEELINGS I HAVE FOR YOU HAS NOT CHANGED. EVEN JUST A BIT.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">CALL ME A FOOL. I'M JUST BEING TRUE.</span><br /></div>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-65288554576856855202009-05-20T09:40:00.002+08:002009-05-20T09:48:35.657+08:00ALMOST BELIEVING THIS WAS NOT PRETEND.<span style="font-size:85%;">Oh crap! I feel awful :|<br /><br />Garr. FOREVER IS REALLY JUST A FRIGGIN WORD.<br /></span>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-77937130140550505762009-05-13T14:01:00.004+08:002009-08-19T20:49:13.365+08:00SEVENTEEN.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqyUj9-UbjFDtr-fry0xqFmf0nuAY_AFnnkuRA7CkBFYBlcq2spXZAftcr2E2OUHjI2Hxh-W18uBatevYb8NCxJOTgGHPHZtpzKJ1VAus99sCeYA1zCJAbq6gxppXS58URs5ML2LiR6-Y/s1600-h/i-miss-you.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 173px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqyUj9-UbjFDtr-fry0xqFmf0nuAY_AFnnkuRA7CkBFYBlcq2spXZAftcr2E2OUHjI2Hxh-W18uBatevYb8NCxJOTgGHPHZtpzKJ1VAus99sCeYA1zCJAbq6gxppXS58URs5ML2LiR6-Y/s400/i-miss-you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335191457853805634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAuIaT0kYXb7p3upbBkd2a95gEyip-QKYZ97NOok9waqj37-hmO-eLihrOQR3EDxotV28RHcc1OFDqj1MDIn9pga3Vb2_BoB21PwQvvPYnU4jBpB1xFSeQ61D8lUgiMtLDhqNilmb8jc/s1600-h/love.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 79px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAuIaT0kYXb7p3upbBkd2a95gEyip-QKYZ97NOok9waqj37-hmO-eLihrOQR3EDxotV28RHcc1OFDqj1MDIn9pga3Vb2_BoB21PwQvvPYnU4jBpB1xFSeQ61D8lUgiMtLDhqNilmb8jc/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335191458490361938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-80599810750007715832009-04-29T11:10:00.003+08:002009-04-29T11:29:54.591+08:00I THOUGHT WRONG.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Yesterday wasn't actually just any average day. After posting my previous blog, we got a call from my uncle. He told us that my grandpa was rushed to the hospital. He was one of the 13 people caught up in the accident yesterday in Makati. He was on his way home from work. Yeah, at 83 years of age he still works. We went to the hospital right away.<br /><br />On the way there, I can help but think of horrible things that might have happened to him. When we got to the emergency area, we were not allowed to get in. Even my dad. Too much shit from those crappy guards and management. One by one, they allowed the family members to go see the patients. My pop got in first. I was PATIENTLY waiting outside for some news and for my uncles to come. Hearing from Kuya Noel(a good neighbor from Cavite who helped grandpa) that grandpa's left leg got broken along with his right wrist, my world crashed. I don't know what to do. I wanted to get in -- badly. We did not tell grandma about it, fearing she would go hysterics and all. After so many hours, I was allowed to see him. It was my mom's turn actually but I told her I'd go in. CRITICAL 4. That was his place or stall or whatever. Seeing him in that condition, broke my heart. TERRIBLY. I cried. The usual me. I am so thankful that God spared his life. He needs to see me graduate first. That was his promise. I was trying hard not to cry when I was there by his side. Sadly, my eyes betrayed me. It couldn't hold the tears I was suppressing. I kissed my grandpa on his right cheek like what I always do everytime I see him. <span><span style="font-weight: bold;">I love him so much. </span><br /><br />At 1 o'clock today, he will be having a surgery. A metal blah will be inserted to hold the bones back in place. I hope the operation goes well.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I LOVE YOU LOLO.</span><br /></span></span></div>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-66757945782044982852009-04-28T15:43:00.009+08:002009-06-27T21:41:19.332+08:00AFTER 65748217174842172417654217 YEARS.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh yes :) It's summer, babies. After 6574821717484217241765421 years, I have a new blogpost. *applause* :)) Prolly this would be plain crap :D My brain's not working well. haha.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">How's my summer vacation so far?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Well, I spent most of it in our room. Watching tv, listening to music, texting people. Laziness :D I'd go out once in a while. Watch movies with my sister, best friend, bestie and bes :D Love them :"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Yesterday, went to Max's house. I was with some of the PITONG TANGA people. Surprisingly, Nico made it. She's the founder of the group :) (May pinaka tangang ginawa samin :D) Love you baby :* Watched The Haunting and Picture This. We weren't able to finish the horror flick because the friggin dvd won't play :| tss.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;">We were not complete :(( Next happening for the pitong tanga - MAY 12. Sleepover at Max's crib yo :) Excited much. HAHAHA. We shall play the wii again. I WILL REDEEM MYSELF :D *evil laugh*</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">SO MUCH FOR YESTERDAY :)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I went to my school today. Colegio de Sta. Rosa? NOPE. Not anymore. hahaha. It's ATENEO beybeh :)) Submitted my medical blahs, had my picture taken for my ID and registered the car for a sticker pass :D STUDENT-DRIVEN CARS PARKING, HERE I COME! hahaha. just kidding :D</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Yes baby! I'm cleared and ready for enrollment :)</span><br /><br />pretty average day.<br /><br />well, that's it. ciao for now :D<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />BABY(you know who you are) WE'RE STUCK IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER :D<br /></div></div>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-51354268144590728402009-03-14T14:37:00.003+08:002009-04-28T16:51:08.634+08:00NAIPIT SA PINTO NG MRT.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">OO. TAMA YUNG NABABASA NIYO. naipit talaga ako sa pinto ng MRT kahapon.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Graduation practices started last Wednesday. If I'm not mistaken. schedule? friggin afternoon. BIGTIME SUCKERS.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ayun nga. Pupunta kasi kami sa gateway kahapon para bumili ng mga "AVATAR" na bagay para sa kanya. Sabi ni Kaila, meron daw kasi sa gateway isang stall na puro avatar ang binebenta. Kaya kahit malayo, pinuntahan namin :)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nagbus papuntang BONI kasama si raquel, faye at yang. Tapos nag MRT papuntang CUBAO. Ang layo ng sobra diba? Dahil takas lang si raquel, kelangan namin magmadali. Dumating na yung train at pasara na yung pinto. Dahil desperado, pinilit kung pumasok at naipit sa pinto. Silang tatlo na kasunod ko, ginaya ako at naipit din :D Kaming apat naipit at nasaktan. HAHAHAHA.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pagdating sa gateway, nilibot na namin yung bawat floor wala parin yung bwisit na stall. Dahil wala na talaga. Sa Rustan's na kami naghanap ng gift. Dapat bibilhin ko na yung Pictionary boardgame, kaso meron na daw siya nun ayon sa kaibigan niya. Kaya, yung tootsie roll na collectible tin lunch box yung binili ko. Hindi siya pwede ng sweets so bawal punuin ng candies and stuff :| Pupunuin nalang namin ng stars :) pano? ewan. Sana umabot ng Tuesday.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kagabi pa ko naggagawa ng stars at sobrang kulang pa. Ang sakit sa kamay men.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bahala na nga si BATMAN.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">hanggang ngayon, benta parin yung pagkaipit namin :D</span><br /></div>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-59333855423339626692009-03-07T10:47:00.001+08:002009-03-07T10:52:45.122+08:00Sabayang pagmamahalan sa kahuli-hulihang taon ng pagkakaibigan.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">ANO BANG MERON SA BERNADETTE?</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Sa bernadette lang naman matatagpuan ang tatlumpu't tatlong estudyante na marunong magbasa at magsulat. Ngunit kadalasan mali-mali ang pagbasa ng ilan kaya napagtatawanan at tinatamad kumopya ang karamihan kaya sa mga leksyon ay napag-iiwanan.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Iba't ibang klase ng estudyante ang matatagpuan sa Bernadette.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >mga tahimik pero nasa loob ang kulo</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >mga nerd na nananakawan ng notebook lalo na tuwing exam</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >mga crush ng bayan na laging may autograph signing sa grade school</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >mga chikadora na chumichika tuwing wala pang teacher</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >mga clown na kung ano-anong pagpapatawa ang ginagawa (gawin ba namang backpack ang shoulder bag)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >mga taong creative, matulungin, palakaibigan, masayahin at mabait</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >mga teenager na parang bata pa rin kung umasta</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >yan at marami pang iba ang mga taong makikilala mo sa bernadette.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Ang bernadette na siguro ang pinakamalaking silid-aralan sa buong eskwelahan ngunit sa kasamaang palad, ito marahil ang pinakamakalat. Kahit anong gawing ayos dito ay hindi pa rin lumalabas ang likas na kalinisan ng klasrum na ito.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Sa bernadette makikita ang mga dakilang estudyanteng "procrastinator". Ginagawa nila ang mga gawaing-bahay sa eskuwelahan at tinatapos nila ang mga proyekto bago mag-deadline.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Madalas marinig ang salitang "bernadette" sa loob ng faculty room. Maraming mga guro ang nakakapansin sa kaingayan, kapilyahan at kakulitan ng mga batang ito.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >"Pugad ng mga sleepyheads", yan ang bernadette. Mga laging tulog kapag may klase lalo na pag hapon. Mga ginigising na hindi naman nagigising.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >At higit sa lahat, ang hinding-hindi makakalimutan ay ang mga nakakatawa at masasayang alaala na araw-araw nagaganap sa loob ng apat na dingding sa pinakadulong klasrum sa third floor.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Ito ang mga sumusunod:</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >(insert jokes here)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Nakakatawa hindi ba? Ngunit hindi sa lahat ng oras ay masaya ang buhay. May mga pangyayaring parte ng buhay na hindi maiiwasan, tulad ng paghihiwalay at pagpapaalam.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Sa ating pagtatapos ng high school,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >marami akong mamimiss sa bernadette.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Mamimiss ko ang mga oras na nangangarag tayo tuwing periodical exam.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang pananakit ng mga paa natin tuwing friday dahil sa pagsusuot ng heels</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang pagtakbo natin at paghahabulan kahit naka-heels</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang hiraman ng nailcutter tuwing may CA</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang ngongo nating mga pangalan</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang pagtitinda natin ng taho sa mang berting's tauhan at iba pa</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang paulit-ulit nating panonood ng camp rock</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang wala sa timing nating flag retreat tuwing Friday.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >noong una ay nalate tayo. sumunod naman, nauna tayo. ano ba talaga?!?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Higit sa lahat, hindi ko makakalimutan ang pagkakaibigang nabuo sa st. bernadette.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang mga simpleng ngiting tagos sa puso</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang mga tawanan at halakhakan na nakakapagpasaya</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang mga mahihigpit na yakapan, pabiro man o hindi</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang mga holding hands at akbayan</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang pagtutulungan at pagbibigayan</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >ang pagdadamayan kung ang isa ay may problema</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >at ang pakiramdam sa bernadette na</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >"wag kang mag-alala,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >andito lang ako,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >masaya ka man o malungkot,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >kasama mo ako."</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Salamat salamat salamat!</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Sabayang pagmamahalan sa kahuli-hulihang taon ng pagkakaibigan.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Mamimiss ko kayong lahat kahit nakakabadtrip mukha niyo!</span> </div>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-63995718374298598642009-02-21T04:26:00.002+08:002009-02-21T04:35:18.336+08:00THESIS = STRESS.been awake for 24 hours :| first time. bwisit na thesis yan. nagentrep ng buong araw, pumunta kila bea, naglaptop ng naglaptop, naghatid ng groupmates sa bahay nila, nagcomputer na naman. wala akong pahinga. ilang beses chineck ni daddy para matulog pero hindi pwede. sa akin nakasalalay yung pagtatapos ng thesis namin eh.<br /><br />nakakapagod talaga na araw. ASSISTANT MANAGER ako ng piacevole, pero HEAD DISHWASHER. nakakaiyak kanina. naghuhugas ako ng plato ng hindi ako pinapaghugas sa bahay namin. kung maghuhugas man sa bahay, minsan lang sa isang buwan :| anyway, tapos na. naghugas na ako't lahat.<br /><br />naghihintay lang ako ng saglit para mag-ayos na at pumunta sa school para sa COLC. mass na naman :| joke. ewan ko kung ano meron ngayon at may mass.<br /><br />ako lang gising dito sa bahay. nakakaiyak :(<br /><br />defense nalang ng thesis namin ang hinihintay at periodical :/<br /><br />goodbye taro :(insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-10268724439169971182009-02-18T05:09:00.001+08:002009-03-08T18:17:27.078+08:00SA AKING PAGLISANpinoy theme.<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /> Kay gandang pagmasdan na sa darating na katapusan ng Marso ay mayroon na namang pangkat ng mag-aaral mula sa aking paaralan ang magtatapos. Maraming estudyante ang magsusuot muli ng toga at tatanggap ng kanyang pinaghirapang diploma. Ilang linggo bago ang nakatakdang pagtatapos ay naghahanda at nagsisipagensayo ang mga mag-aaral para sa kanilang espesyal na araw. Muli nilang bibigyang buhay ang entabladong nagsilbing tahanan nila sa maraming taon. Pilit nilang pinapaganda ang selebrasyon upang maging perpekto ang araw na sila ay huling magsasama-sama. Ang mga ngiting makikita sa mga mukha ng mga magtatapos ay walang kasing halaga. Ang hindi lamang alam ng ibang tao ay sa bawat ngiting ipinapakita ay mayroong luhang katumbas. Masakit mang isipin, kami na pala ang mga mag-aaral na magtatapos at aakyat sa aming entablado sa huling pagkakataon.<br /><br />Napakahirap kalimutan ang mga taong naging bahagi na ng aking buhay. Sa loob ng napakahabang panahon ay sila ang nakakasama sa araw-araw na pagpasok sa eskwelahan. Ang mga kaklase kong kasama sa tuwa at sa lungkot, sa hirap at sa ginhawa. Sila ang nagpapasaya sa araw na puno ng hirap dahil sa tambak na mga leksyon na dapat aralin. Sila ang mga taong dati-rati lamang ay kasama ko pang nagpapadulas sa playground. Ngayong ay kasabay ko ng namimili ng kolehiyong nais pasukan. Tila kahapon lamang pleated pa ang gala na ating sinusuot, ngayon ay kailangan na nating gumamit ng sapatos na may matataas na takong. Napakabilis palang dumaan ng panahon. Kanina lamang ay alas siyete ng umaga, ngayon ay uwian na pala.<br /><br />Ang daming ala-ala ang hindi ko malilimutan. Mula sa unang pagtapak natin sa hayskul, hanggang sa huling pamamaalam natin. Ang huling taon sa hayskul ay ang pinakamasaya at pinakamalungkot. Noong una ay sabik tayong lahat matapos ang taon at maging kolehiyo na. Ngunit ng mabilis ng dumarating ang mga huling araw, nais nating tumigil ang oras at balikan ang dati. Isa sa mga tiyak akong hindi malilimutan ng lahat ay ang unang beses tayong nagbatch retreat. Masaya ang lahat dahil dati lamang tayo ang nanunuod sa mga seniors, ngayon ay tayo na ang mga nakapila at kumakanta tuwing Biyernes. Sumunod noon ay pagsablay. Kung hindi tayo late, atat naman tayong magsimula. Nanalo tayo sa intrams. Nanalo tayo sa huling cheering. Sa huling pagkakataon, nakita ko na nagkaisa tayo sa mga araw na iyon. Ang siyam na pu't pitong puso't isipan ay nagkasama sama. Paano nangyari iyon? Wala akong alam na siyentipikong pagpapaliwanag. Basta ang alam ko ay mahal natin ang isa't isa.<br /><br />Sa mga huling araw na tayo ay magsasama sama, sana ay puno ng saya ang ating mga mukha. Panay ngiti sa mga labi ang matutunghayan. Walang may gusto na tayo ay magkahiwahiwalay. Ngunit ito ay kailangan para tayo ay lalo pang mahubog at maging mabuting tao. Iba iba man ang landas na atin na'y tatahakin, ilagay sa isipan na kayong lahat ay may espesyal na parte hindi lamang sa puso ko, kung hindi ay sa buong buhay ko. Salamat sa magagandang ala-ala na babaunin ko sa aking paglalakbay. Salamat sa lagi niyong pag-akay. Salamat sa pagkakaibigan na walang kapantay. Salamat sa lahat.<br /><br />Ngayon na ang huling beses nating susuotin ang polo't paldang ito. Ngayon na ang oras na magkakalayo layo. Ngunit hindi kailanman malilimutan ang pagmamahalan na nabuo para sa isa't isa.</div>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-21193370933321902032009-02-14T09:40:00.003+08:002009-06-27T21:42:35.251+08:00CSB RESULTSEARCH RESULTS<br /><br />Congratulations! You have been accepted.<br /><br />Case No: 1145<br />Name:<br />Status: Accepted<br />School:<br />Degree: Bachelor of Science in Business Administration, Major in Computer Applications<br /><br />weeeee. i passed DE LA SALLE - COLLEGE OF SAINT BENILDE :) as if i'll be going there :D<br /><br />I'M SOOO HAPPY I PASSED:<br />ATENEO DE MANILA UNIVERSITY<br />UNIVERSITY OF ASIA AND THE PACIFIC<br />UP - DILIMAN<br />UNIVERSITY OF STO. TOMAS<br />DE LA SALLE UNIVERSITY<br />DE LA SALLE - COLLEGE OF SAINT BENILDE<br /><br /><br />weeee. i passed so many exams, i don't know where to go :|<br /><br />anyway, i thank GOD.insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-14948141745758197072009-02-14T09:08:00.002+08:002009-02-14T09:35:47.203+08:00FEBRUARY 13.somehow, happy day :)<br /><br />ENGLISH: EULOGY OF ROACHES >:)) (nasty)<br />COMPUTER: photoshop-ing :)<br />TLE: 25-item test. SCORE: 11 :))<br />FILIPINO: THEME WRITING on PAGTATAPOS (sa aking paglisan.. :|)<br />CLE: boring lesson with father<br />CA: SECOND PLATOON! "soldier down! soldier down!" :)<br />MATH: tumi-t-test at zumi-z-test kami :))<br />PHYSICS: 2ND TEST RESULT and another test :)<br />ECONOMICS: leche siya :|<br /><br /><br />so un, good morning cockroach naman kami :) pero ayos ln naman. ang astig nung poem :))<br /><br />walang kasing saya na photoshop sessions with my singing buddies :D<br /><br />TLE? aysows. leche un. para naman kasi may balak ako magkahera db? 11/25 tuloy ako. hahah. anyway, tle ln yan :P<br /><br />pinoy time is writing time. tungkol sa pagtatapos :| pagagandahin ko nga un akin :(<br /><br />CLE TIME. BORING. 'NUF SAID :)<br /><br />CA. puma-platoon na kami. hahah. i know late. kaso, wala ln. masaya pa rin ako :) at least nakapag ganyan kami :)) benta ng second platoon ehh. SECOND PLATOON = BEST PLATOON. syempre bias. nandun kasi kami nila haha at faye :)) tapos sa monday, mag "pu-pugay may!" na kami :) happy much :D<br /><br />MATH - masaya kasi nagcacalculator kami. hahah. weird lang :)<br /><br />PHYSICS! highlight toh men :) nakuha ko yung second test ko na hindi take home. as in sa school sinagutan. 28.5 score ko! oh hail! :) over 30 un. beat that. hahah. sobrang saya lang. first time ata na ganun score ko pag on the spot un test :) ume-excellent pa ko sa problem solving :) perfect ko un 20 points. hahah. sa conceptual nagkaloko :) 3 lang nakakuha ng tama sa isang problem at proud ako na kasama ako dun :) 9/10 pa ko sa short quiz :))<br /><br />ECOTIME is bllsht. leche. hindi ko naman gusto na lumabas at hindi makapagtest. gago pala siya eh.<br /><br />4:05 - BATCH RETREAT<br />unang beses na on time kami :) isa sa huling batch retreat na namin :|<br /><br />yun lang naman. masyado lang ako masaya :)insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-89287554396943573152009-02-12T20:02:00.003+08:002009-02-12T20:26:48.050+08:00FEBRUARY 12.busy day.<br /><br />PHYSICS CHAPTER TEST<br />MATH TEST<br />TELL-THE-PERSON-DAY<br />BASKETBALL DAY<br />INSPECTION DAY<br />THESIS DAY(everyday naman eh :|)<br /><br />kung kelan pumasok si bea, tsaka naman nag-absent si kolleen :| <br /><br />bwisit na physics test yan. LUNCH TIME = REVIEW TIME. kung di ko kasi natulugan un pag-aaral kagabi.<br /><br />so hanggang ngayon, hindi parin niya alam. hahah. POSTPONED YET AGAIN.<br /><br />dahil BASKETBALL DAY, boarding time na naman ng bernadette :)) <br />we-ma shoot some hoops :)) buma-basketball kasi ako :D<br /><br />OHYEAH. ang saya tignan ng mga mukha ng second year kanina :)) parang mga takot ang karamihan dahil sa "SURPRISE INSPECTION" na kumalat :D the look on their faces was PRICELESS >:) meanie - MUCH. <br /><br />FRIDAY NA BUKAS AT 13. SA SATURDAY 14 NAAAAA :| PATAY.<br /><br />bahala na nga lang ang justice league sa akin bukas :/<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3uj84APjSAjgwCy7niZFths43zE47demWZvrGMd95G3j-TWLoRQLQXo7rKEK9d57UHRp_cly-SY7CzAeqxBi7UloHJj0m-CCB2BOb3QUr5RiainX7-FTvdfoQJyGYm_N8RupsFepoGw/s1600-h/DSC07488.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3uj84APjSAjgwCy7niZFths43zE47demWZvrGMd95G3j-TWLoRQLQXo7rKEK9d57UHRp_cly-SY7CzAeqxBi7UloHJj0m-CCB2BOb3QUr5RiainX7-FTvdfoQJyGYm_N8RupsFepoGw/s400/DSC07488.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301885044315756322" /></a><br /><center>HINDI MASABI. LOSER MUCHHH. LAGI NALANG TUMATAKAS :|</center>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-69184471208422871872009-02-09T18:17:00.003+08:002009-02-09T18:32:24.532+08:00HOW DID I KNOW I WOULD FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU SO SOON?not in the mood.<br /><br />what a crappy day. i don't know if i should tell that person how i feel. oh hell. i have no idea what i should do or how i would open up. i already know how that person feels, but i'm not sure if it's the truth. oh crap. if i confess, i think that person might and eventually distance himself from me. MAJOR crap.<br /><br />WHO DO YOU TELL WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE?<br />HOPING THAT SOMEONE'S IN LOVE WITH YOU.<br />WHO DO YOU TELL WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE?<br />I THINK I MIGHT AS WELL TELL YOU.<br /><br />should i tell that person? :|insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-2222248228705090612009-02-08T19:52:00.000+08:002009-02-08T19:57:46.223+08:00Soon to be Seniors’ Survival Guide in making the last LASTWelcome to what could be the best experience in your life!<br /><br />And the most heartbreaking.<br /><br /> <br /><br />The life of a Senior is filled with the absurdity of an irony<br /><br />but with the beauty of the truth.<br /><br />You get the best of both worlds.<br /><br />It is the best of times. It is the worst of times.<br /><br />It is a beginning and an end.<br /><br />It's a year full of exhilarating firsts and unforgettable lasts.<br /><br />It is filled with laughter and with tears.<br /><br />It's the year everyone looks forward to but once you're already there,<br /><br />you'd rather go back to the times when you let the days just pass by.<br /><br />It's when you're old enough to ride a motorcycle<br /><br />but still young enough to cry your eyes out when you fall down.<br /><br />It's the moment to laugh the last laugh that will bring tears to your eyes.<br /><br />It's the end of an exquisite chapter.<br /><br />Another one is waiting to unfold.<br /><br /> <br /><br />Your last year in high school is probably going to be your toughest year yet.<br /><br />More is going to be expected of you.<br /><br />You have to be up for the challenge.<br /><br />You have to rise above the obstacles that may come your way.<br /><br />You have to show a strength so compelling that it inspires others,<br /><br />a wisdom so illuminating that it enlightens others<br /><br />and a friendship so genuine that it connects others.<br /><br />Be not afraid to take risks.<br /><br />You'd rather have a lot of embarrassing stories to share<br /><br />than regret not having enough experiences to tell when it’s all said and done.<br /><br />Don’t forget the faces around you.<br /><br />You may never see them again.<br /><br />Enjoy the last of your high school years while you still have the time.<br /><br />You shall never pass this way again.<br /><br />It is the only chance you're going to have to actually be a kid before you grow up.<br /><br /> <br /><br />Just because we are the Seniors and you are the Juniors doesn't mean that we didn't learn anything from you.<br /><br />Every time we see your batch, it was as if it was only yesterday when we occupied the classrooms you now call your own.<br /><br />You remind us of the days when we were still in your place.<br /><br />You unconsciously connect us back to our past and to the things that used to be.<br /><br />Without any words being said, you make us think twice of our actions.<br /><br />You motivate us to be in our best behavior for we know that you look up to us as your big sisters.<br /><br />You remind us to always set good examples to everyone else around us.<br /><br />Because of you,<br /><br />we have become the Seniors that we are today.<br /><br /> <br /><br />We thank you for the respect and admiration you have shown to us.<br /><br />Thank you for the amazing friendship that we have shared.<br /><br />Thank you for allowing us to become a part of your lives as much as you have been a part of ours.<br /><br /> <br /><br />As you take our place as Seniors, we cannot hand you down the portrait that we have painted through the years.<br /><br />We can only provide you with a blank canvas.<br /><br />You have to create a masterpiece of your own.<br /><br />The floor is yours.<br /><br /> <br /><br />You'll never know what it's like to be a Senior<br /><br />until you become one.<br /><br /> <br /><br />Enjoy your last year.<br /><br />You have no idea how fast it goes.<br /><br />Take it from us:<br /><br />It will be OVER sooner than you think.insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-48574233366860306002009-02-06T15:42:00.004+08:002009-02-06T16:25:02.700+08:00CURSE-BREAKER DUDES.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8I28RQ2KEfViRYT8c7ZXg7wxFRElkXo8fDTUAN0fTo8-JoJGWLxYYYBVmtBmPYJmohJ2kCac-LpXgkwxfsS3beC6qKLVKTx8CG2XgGd8ZcNhmaav6fnFEo_l98Kx_iZDHC8rp_S445Go/s1600-h/DSC04215.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8I28RQ2KEfViRYT8c7ZXg7wxFRElkXo8fDTUAN0fTo8-JoJGWLxYYYBVmtBmPYJmohJ2kCac-LpXgkwxfsS3beC6qKLVKTx8CG2XgGd8ZcNhmaav6fnFEo_l98Kx_iZDHC8rp_S445Go/s400/DSC04215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299590193534695954" /></a><br /><br /><br />For SEVEN years, there has NEVER been a championship trophy awarded to the GRADUATING class.<br /><br />With this, I dare you not to be amused with the final performance of the class of 2009 who will be making HISTORY on this very day.<br /><br />After all, that's what this batch was DESTINED to become, to do what was perceived to be IMPOSSIBLE.<br /><br />For the seniors, to gain the RESPECT and admiration of their COMPETITORS, that's their TROPHY.<br /><br />To dance, yell and cheer for GOD'S greater GLORY, that in itself is their VICTORY.<br /><br />Whether this year will be theirs or not, the Seniors are grabbing this once in a lifetime CHANCE to BRING BACK THE PRIDE this 2009.<br /><br />Watch them ONE LAST TIME in the place they have considered their STAGE before they finally TAKE FLIGHT.<br /><br />It's SHOWTIME!<br /><br />Ladies and gentlemen, for their FAREWELL performance, the MIGHTY SENIORS!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3ujDLsZHxyJEgmK5AI_SBqFqW1L5SFME6pWv_KVtAXpT_C0t3o8zEwY5-eVyOz_QA3IGYg3KIcfsNt0TvWKFZIEaAa5_K0Vry5nvnzou3uIRj5mr_VJJlegn-jnc5GKizCRBRWxTeC4/s1600-h/DSC04216.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3ujDLsZHxyJEgmK5AI_SBqFqW1L5SFME6pWv_KVtAXpT_C0t3o8zEwY5-eVyOz_QA3IGYg3KIcfsNt0TvWKFZIEaAa5_K0Vry5nvnzou3uIRj5mr_VJJlegn-jnc5GKizCRBRWxTeC4/s400/DSC04216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299591492415366978" /></a><br /><br /><br />they said they will watch our defeat. but what happened? we proved them wrong. i have seen and felt how our batch became one the moment we stepped on the field, on our very own stage. i am very proud to be in this batch, the batch that is imperfect yet stays true. i love you SENIORS :) only two months left before we go our separate ways. <br /><br />i quote the eximius, "NO GOODBYES, JUST SEE YOU AROUND."insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-92369051460889112009-01-16T22:31:00.003+08:002009-06-27T21:43:56.235+08:00ATENEO or UNIVERSITY OF ASIA AND THE PACIFIC<div style="text-align: justify;">parang nung isang araw lang, ang saya saya ko kasi nakapasa ako sa ateneo. sure na sure na akong papasok dun nung nalaman kong pumasa ako.<br /><br />wala na nga akong pake sa ibang universities eh.<br /><br />KASO, nung umuwi ako nung isang gabi nakakuha ako ng letter galing sa UA&P. kala ko tungkol lang sa interview ko. so, hindi na ko naexcite DAHIL ATENISTA na ako.<br /><br />KASO ulit nung pagbukas at pagbasa ko, inooffer-an nila ako ng 100% tuition grant. GOD! nahirapan tuloy ako mamili. nakaset na ako sa ateneo eh. kaso dumating un sa ua&p. ang nakakagulat pa, HINDI ako nag-apply for ANY SCHOLARSHIP.<br /><br />within two weeks, dapat makapagdecide na ako.<br /><br />ALIN NA KAYA?</div>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-1047457699226548682009-01-11T20:22:00.001+08:002009-01-11T20:24:06.056+08:00WRITTEN BY A GUY.GOT THIS FROM NICO.<br /><br />We don't care if you're friends with other guys.<br /><br />But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.<br /><br />It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.<br /><br />We don't care if a guy calls OR TEXTS you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.<br /><br />Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait<br /><br />till the morning.<br /><br />Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/<br /><br />cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.<br /><br />Don't tell us we're wrong.<br /><br />We'll stop trying to convince you.<br /><br />The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.<br /><br />Yeah, you can quote me.<br /><br />Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood im in.<br /><br />Let us pay for you!<br /><br />Don’t "feel bad"<br /><br />We enjoy doing it.<br /><br />It's expected.<br /><br />Smile and say "thank you."<br /><br />Kiss us when no one's watching.<br /><br />If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.<br /><br />You don't have to get dressed up for us.<br /><br />If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to<br /><br />wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.<br /><br />We like you for who you are and not what you are.<br /><br />honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. or my<br /><br />shirt and boxers, not all dolled up<br /><br />Don't take everything we say seriously.<br /><br />Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.<br /><br />Don't get angry easily.<br /><br />Stop using magazines/media as your bible.<br /><br />"Don't talk about how hott Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us".<br /><br />It's boring, and we don't care. You have friends for that.<br /><br />Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful"?<br /><br />I’d be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me<br /><br />with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of.<br /><br />on the other hand I’m not saying I wouldn't like it ether<br /><br />Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, dont wait for him to change. ditch his sorry ASS, he's a disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect<br /><br />Someone who will honor your morals.<br /><br />Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.<br /><br />Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.<br /><br />Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.<br /><br />Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "i love you" ..and actually mean it.<br /><br />Give the nice guys a chance<br /><br />Guys repost this if you agree<br /><br />Girls repost this if you think it's cute<br /><br />Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this, so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this<br /><br />*Holding Hands<br /><br />Girls :If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of<br /><br />times.<br /><br />Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.<br /><br />*Cuddling<br /><br />Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold<br /><br />Guys : Automatically move closer to her.<br /><br />*Movies<br /><br />Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder<br /><br />Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.<br /><br />*Loving each other<br /><br />Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her<br /><br />too... And mean it.<br /><br />*Laying below the stars<br /><br />Girls : When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat<br /><br />Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.<br /><br />By 12 am tonight your one true love will realize how much they want you.<br /><br />Girls repost as: written by a guy :]<br /><br />Guys post as: Girls need to realizeinsouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-67140656775448015502009-01-10T13:27:00.003+08:002009-06-27T21:44:59.445+08:00BLUE-FILLED DAYwoke up at around 7. did my morning rituals and stuff. excited to see my ACET result, but at the same time scared.<br /><br />so there, tried to access the admu website. but to no luck, i cannot. for one hour, i was trying to check my result. mae went online and her stat was something like, "ginising ako ng mom ko para sabihin ung acet result ko."<br /><br />asked her how she got it, if she passed, what was her course and plenty of other shit. she got accepted and i don't have my friggin result yet.<br /><br />i was already ORDERING my parents to go to the blue eagle gym and check my name out.<br /><br />around 9, i was able to connect to the page mishael gave me and i typed all the necessary details. the page was loading. i was terrible. almost in a bad shape. then my mom went out. the page was done loading and that's it. tears streaked down my face as i read page. STATUS: ACCEPTED. i was freaking out and shouting. i called for my mom and she was running to me. she hugged me and cried too. yeah. we cried over that. didn't expect to get accepted. the test was "easier" than i thought. but then again, ateneo IS ateneo.<br /><br />thank God i got accepted. best gift ever. told my mom that she could buy me the ateneo adidas jacket. since i'm going to ateneo.<br /><br />still waiting for:<br />UST, UP(actually, i'm not hoping. hahah) and CSB.<br /><br />my dad was saying things.<br />"matalino talaga ang anak ko."<br />"ibang klase talaga ang *insert the weird name my dad calls me*."<br />"sabi na papasa ka diyan eh."<br /><br />so, they called my grandma, aunt and uncle to deliver the good news. i was still crying at that time. still can't believe it.<br /><br />my mom went up and woke my brother up. she said, "pumasa kapatid mo sa ateneo!" crazy? yes. hahah. kidding. she's just so happy.<br /><br />conversation with kuya a: (hahah)<br />ME: kuya! ayan. may kilala ka nang atenista :) la ln. hahah.<br />kuya aeron: wahaha!<br />kuya aeron: yes atenista n<br />ME: heheh. chumamba<br />kuya aeron: kya mo yan :)<br />ME: thanks :)<br /><br />he told me before that he knew no one who passed and went to ateneo. told him, "ako una mong kaibigan na papasa sa ateneo." illusionist? yes. i can dream, can't i?<br /><br />really really happy.<br /><br />out of the 8 schools (yes. 8. UP, UST, UA&P, ADMU, DLSU, CSB, AC and APC. actually, the whole batch took the apc test though we have no plans of going there.) i applied for, i already got 5 results and passed all of it. lucky? VERY VERY LUCKY.<br /><br />God is really great :)insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-49268886069351230272009-01-10T09:38:00.004+08:002009-06-27T21:45:22.420+08:00BLUE EAGLE.GOD! thank you. atenista na ako. wala na akong pake sa mga results ng exam ko sa UA&P, DLSU, AC. wala pa nga lang yung sa UST, UP at CSB. anyway, ATENISTA na ako. sa wakas :)insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-17586633068076623052008-12-12T20:13:00.004+08:002008-12-12T20:42:07.451+08:00CHRISTMAS WISHLIST :)okaaaay. so here is my Christmas wishlist for this year :)<br />i know it's way too EXPENSIVE. kaya kung sino makapagbibigay sakin ng isa sa mga ito, mahal na mahal talaga kita at pakakasalan kita :) hahah.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibT28x9FpTIlGGpEcGi9hHeLqqmuSxsWg5_G4fyue7kLOVWk2lpHiYbLgvd-n4JFjHNW9Pe78iiXSU8Fyu4YInvRGjMPlfTbvyhXK-QJ8NzX04ZmzwyMt9jQbVJdYro_bEbwHeBHbnbtw/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibT28x9FpTIlGGpEcGi9hHeLqqmuSxsWg5_G4fyue7kLOVWk2lpHiYbLgvd-n4JFjHNW9Pe78iiXSU8Fyu4YInvRGjMPlfTbvyhXK-QJ8NzX04ZmzwyMt9jQbVJdYro_bEbwHeBHbnbtw/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278880268287368754" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK6su5CGMJgV15qA3SSIZjPfMcg8Pvd6CnUPoxAuNUGSm-IJALL12frg_20_-X-b3zVSEhjSjQh2MbnIvOyB3MSHKaAk17u7AOWrGif54uXKtrCjBkBgLNxP-nna1GbS52N7wMObDlQC4/s1600-h/nike.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK6su5CGMJgV15qA3SSIZjPfMcg8Pvd6CnUPoxAuNUGSm-IJALL12frg_20_-X-b3zVSEhjSjQh2MbnIvOyB3MSHKaAk17u7AOWrGif54uXKtrCjBkBgLNxP-nna1GbS52N7wMObDlQC4/s400/nike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278864651471825122" /></a><br /><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>this is the shizzz babe :*</blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpmizp828iD1_juru6XfUqUPTCUx-N-d2Xbys-LYPzYZqvWNwR9RFtdrAqHqzKFKoarVXuf3b3TM1NlzZGswFuRdb1-duwzESkJnH33HTh6Z_8ViJgZxLr13FZIKgFUcUzIckWgqEy9s/s1600-h/admu.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpmizp828iD1_juru6XfUqUPTCUx-N-d2Xbys-LYPzYZqvWNwR9RFtdrAqHqzKFKoarVXuf3b3TM1NlzZGswFuRdb1-duwzESkJnH33HTh6Z_8ViJgZxLr13FZIKgFUcUzIckWgqEy9s/s400/admu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882245270302546" /></a><br /><br />oh please lord. send me my angel :) i want these babies.insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-40146133553402716322008-12-08T21:02:00.002+08:002008-12-08T21:28:00.960+08:00I HATE TO ADMIT"i hate to admit it, but i think i'm already falling for you." oh my. this sucks.<br /><br />"LORENZO" seemed to be ages ago. but when i see him with her or talking about her or spending time with her, sheeesh! i want to strangle the girl.<br /><br />i know i should not be doing this right NOW because i have some other IMPORTANT things to attend to. but i guess, letting this thing out will take HIM out of my mind. oh please do take him out of my already boggled mind.<br /><br />how will i know if he's the RIGHT ONE already?<br />if he sings for me.<br /><br />so, i'll be waiting for the CALL. i'll be waiting for that SPECIAL SONG.<br /><br />i must bid goodbye to the "LORENZO" that had a very special place in my heart. i hate to see you go. maybe we're not the right ONE for each other. i'm sure you'll find her. we must go on and stop hurting each other. FRIENDS? yes. BEST FRIENDS :)<br /><br /><br /> <blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>so i'll be here;<br />patiently waiting for the ONE.</blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote>insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-34714320426192766082008-12-01T18:30:00.002+08:002008-12-01T18:43:02.702+08:00I WILL BE FOR YOU IF YOU LET ME.current song: SHAWTYITSYOURBOOTY :)<br /><br />"girl i'm addicted to you."<br /><br />uhm, watched TWILIGHT last friday. it was just an OKAY movie. wasn't great at all. not bad either. IF AND IF you read the book before you watch the god damn flick, you'll be in OUR side. two grueling hours of vampire film. GOD! the only thing i somehow liked was the baseball part. RAWR. THE MOVIE HOUSE WAS FULL OF THE "OOOHHS" AND "AHHHHHS" of the audience. EXCEPT FOR THE THREE OF US. when edward "glittered", we were the only ones laughing. DAMN. i wanted to ask everyone, "HAVE YOU READ THE BOOK!?" what a horrible audience. <br /><br />so there, disappointing. anyway, something to look forward to. HARRY POTTER - TALES OF BEEDLE THE BARD. can't believe i'm exchanging a NIKE AIR FORCE for that book and WICKED. garrrr. hahah. WEIRD ME :)<br /><br />ohyeah. got a NEW line from a fic i was reading earlier.<br /><br />"WILL YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND TIL THE DAY YOU BECOME MY FIANCEé?"<br /><br />MUSHY. i know. it's really sweet and icky at the same time. the hell you care? :D<br /><br />kiddin'.<br /><br />"WILL YOU?"insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2636380085350526877.post-48462542888817783412008-11-17T20:24:00.004+08:002009-06-27T21:47:18.374+08:00BEST MAN IN THE WORLDPATSY'S WRITE-UP.<br /><br /><br /> Mia is an exceptional and well-balanced individual. Her endeavors are laced with excellence, proven by the fact that she has already accomplished a lot of things at such a young age. A typical day would start with her school activities and it will always end with one last look at her textbooks and assignments. It would be very difficult to sway her focus when she is studying.<br /><br /> Although, she devotes most of her time to her studies, it wouldn’t do justice to say that she is devoid of fun and recreation. She is a typical teenager, usually surfing the internet on her free time-looking for new songs and new novels to read. She likes to watch movies with her friends. Mia is also a fun person to be with since she can always come up with a new activity to explore.<br /><br /> As her high school years come to an end, Mia will face another crossroad in her life. The university life that lies ahead will be filled with difficulties that will test her character. But with the preparation she received in school and her quick-witted persona, it is rest assured that Mia will pass her next test in flying colors. There will be no doubt that success will always follow.insouciantraconteurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07586624437009454708noreply@blogger.com0