Ha-ha-Hacker :D

I want a shirt like that! :D

Or that! Ironic how I *used to* like using the term "Bear Hugz".

Or this. Although it doesn't support the Earth Day Campaign. :|

This is cute too! :D
... holy crap! There's so much to choose from!
Too bad I'm not getting any TypeTees. :(
oh, well.

I'm such a morbid person. Listen to THIS.

Hahahah.

AHAHAHAH. update.

Wow. How long has it been? ... who cares. :))

So what should I ponder to ramble about this... evening. Was that even grammatically correct? ... who cares. [[yet again.]] I'm going to start a list of things that has happened since... I can remember. Okay, since my last post which was about... holy hell! I haven't updated since PROM!?!

Okay. Let's start with that.

1. Prom was (unfortunately) boring. My friends and I spent the evening in the girl's bathroom (It's a 5-star hotel bathroom so it isn't icky!) contemplating on why Mariel bought shoes she couldn't walk on.
2. ... ah yes. Chemistry Investigatory Project. Well, it sucked. (Of course.) I mean, it's hard to accomplish such a thing by yourself. I mean, come on! ALL of my GROUPMATES were part of the COTILLION! Anyways, it's what I'd like to remember as a "Been there, Done that." sort of thing.
3. What else? Skip the exams and procrastinating bits... ah yes! The recognition day. Yours truly was shocked to find out that she is the IT awardee (I want this award!) AND CLE awardee (shockers. really.) AND rank 4 in our batch! WOW. FOUR! One more and I could have a medal! Anywayz, while I was shocked to the bone, my friends (another shock as well) weren't surprised. Well, they beat Mom's reaction thought. She slipped as we were hurrying to get the CLE award.
4. Dad got me a Nokia E71. It's RED. I love it! I try to tweet with it daily! (Yes. I have a twitter account now.) My cellphone's the same as Chuchi's (hers is white) and my pediatrician. (Holy hell! My phone's the same as my DOCTOR's!)
5. Dad also got us a PSP. (4GB, slim, white) Though Ally's been hogging it most of the time. Like ALWAYS.
6. I got a (quoting Jom) Big Ass USB. It's an external RED harddrive. I've been downloading reflexive arcade games since.
7. Estelle, Mariel and CJ went here last Holy Week. Procession and stuff. "Annick! Ang banal ng pamilya mo!" LOL.
8. We (family) went to NBS at Cubao and I bought TONS of books that I still haven't finished reading cause of AHEAD.
9. AHEAD. My review center with Kuya LA. Kuya Dan's in the afternoon class.

I'll expand on the latter topic next time. This blog post is DONE.

Movies watched AND adored (with Jom and Therese): Watchmen & 17 again.

Watched alone and adored: Cruel Intentions.

Random.

of all the ironies and supposed to be's...

"Expect the Unexpected." - The Book of Answers 02.o5.o9

What I expected: I'm going to have my period on o2.06.09
Outcome: Positive

What I didn't expect: It's going to rain on 02.06.09
Outcome: Positive

This tells us what?

I woke up early this morning, for once. Most probably because I slept early, for once. I had a few minutes to myself so I turned on my iPod and shuffled. But before that, I asked the question: What's my prom going to be like later? Hoping the song that would play is a suitable answer. It played a song from the movie Anastasia, one of my favorite movies when I was a kid. It played A Journey to the Past.

I thought at first: how? It is my first time to attend a prom, dress up all fancy for a school event with my friends. Then during the mass I realized that the event later already had memories in it. My friends and I imagined about this day eversince we were in the fifth grade. In first year, we made plans to go together... and in a few hours we will. My classmates said they were excited to see me all dressed up since I, allegedly, am not girly enough for them.

The prom already held memories of my younger self. And I hope that later, it would be more memorable.

It just sucks that today is my first day (I feel fat!) and that it's pouring.

----o

Lyrics: A Journey to the Past

Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here

People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear

Or how the world can seem so vast
On a journey to the past

Somewhere down this road
I know someone's waiting
Years of dreams just can't be wrong

Arms will open wide
I'll be safe and wanted
Finally home where I belong

Well starting now I'm learning fast
On this journey to the past

Home, love, family
There was once a time I must've had them too
Home, love, family
I will never be complete until I find you

One step at a time
One hope, then another
Who knows where this road may go

Back to who I was
Onto find my future
Things my heart still needs to know

Yes, let this be a sign
Let this road be mine
Let it lead me to my past
And bring me home
At last

just BLiNK

I took the Ateneo College Entrance Exams today.

Let me emphasize that statement.

I, a mere third year student, took the Ateneo Colleger Entrance Exams today as the qualifiying test for AJSS (Ateneo Junior Summer Seminar).

whoa.

There were lots of students and most of them didn't even look like High school juniors! There were 33 rooms I think. And about 35-40 each room. Only 70 students will be accepted.

whoa. I repeat.

The English part is easy. The Mathematics? Um. Not. Ever. Impossible. Good luck sucker! Hn.

I only started to study yesterday night since last week, I've been arriving home at 7 PM because of Cheering Practices. (Props yet again.) I was also out looking for bamboo (and not because of Pandas) for props materials. So yeah. No time. Well, I do have time but I was already too tired and a bit lazy to work. What you sow is what you reap.

It'll take a miracle for me to be chosen, to put it quite bluntly. But like what our (Me, Mara, CJ, Josette and Gascon) parents told us: It's just a practice test. Now I know what to expect at the Entrance test of Ateneo. Weird. I'd like to study there yet I still don't know which course to take.

Anyway, the exam was from 7:30 to 12:30 with a ten minute interval (spent lining up at the ladies' CR) There were some ironies or coincidences perhaps, that day.

• My proctor is Mr. Solis - a character from "Karalitaan", a play we just read at Filipino class
• When we are about to pass our exam, as if on cue, my watch beeped. It was alarmed at 12:25 and I didn't bother to restart it. Just a coincidence, a silly one.

And when I arrived home, I fell asleep (that is, after I checked my e-mail) until 4:30 PM.

Like I said, whoa.

I hope I'm wrong

The start of the year looks... grim. It's only been four days but I've already had a fair share of mishaps. A list...

• An absurd video of me & Peanutz going wacko over a cockroach. Directed by Jom with Sirius Black and Harry Potter as extras. [[At least there's a laugh...]]
• Almost missing the first day of the year mass... insert an alternative and the punishment is stuck in the house... and to think I rarely wanted to go outside!
• PROCRASTINATION running circles in my head! Chemistry anyone?
• Braces. My teeth hurt and I feel uncomfortable talking even smiling. It's like I have... hard gum stuck on my lower jaw
• Tamora Pierce books - A new kind of read for me. It's still fantasy but with a touch of the Middle Ages - pages, squires, knights, chivalry and all that...

Let me ramble on Tamora Pierce. I've recently downloaded her e-books and I started reading the first 2 books of "The Song of the Lioness quartet"... I didn't want to continue reading the last 2 books because (such a silly reason/excuse...) the characters I like weren't going to get together. I know, stupid sissy. Anyway, I decided to start on "The Protector of the Small quartet" and I'm already on the 3rd book... I KNOW the main character isn't going to be together with her man of the moment (she's not a slut! she just has many crushes, not that there's something wrong with that.), well that's okay. The one I like for her is her best friend and she only had a fleeting crush... at least she hasn't admitted her feelings. So anyway, what I don't like about this quartet is that she doesn't end up with ANYBODY.

I know I sound like a whinny pig who only cares about the heroine's romance, but I guess I just read too much romance books. Man, I sound sad. Poor bookworm. boo-hoo and blah blah blah. Tamora Pierce is all about feminism so shoo Harry Potter. I guess that the message of her books is "I don't need a man to make me happy." Go go go!

But please! Spare her heroines the heartache! I'm guessing none of my classmates would want to read this because of it's "corniness" [[I'm of the minority who actually reads fantasy books]] and lack of romance. Speaking of romance, I need to wrap my book. Estelle's going to borrow it.

School starts tomorrow.

My supposed-to-be New Year post turned out to be a ramble on romance. How sad.

five minutes to midnight

Well, technically it's not. But you get my point. It's the big 2oo9.

It's seems so fast. The next thing I know, it'll be the end of the Junior Year. Hello last summer as a HS student. Then 4th year and off to college.

Speaking of Colleges, my Tita lent me a book entitled "Do What You Are", a self-help book that's supposed to match your career with your personality. According to the Myers Brigg Test, I am a INFJ - Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling and Judging. And guess what, it depicted me well. So well that my career choices are what I was thinking of anyway (so no help there.) I'm destined to be a Librarian, Teacher, Nun, Novelist, Playwright, Social worker etc. I mean, how coincidental is that? It's a very well written guide and helpful too, in a way. The coincidences (or probably inevitables) are shocking though. Remind me never to underestimate psychology ever again.

Oh, and another thing I found out after reading this book is that I am: "a catalyst for positive change" and is part of the minority (based on population.) Approximately 1 % of America actually...

Happy New Year. I need to write a list.

BTW, I love the Chipmunk version of Booty Music. ♥ -linkie

in half

Happy Moments :) -- the recent memorable ones.

Jom: [reading the DVD excerpt of Wild Child]... addicted to Jimmy Choos. Who's he?
Annick: They're shoes.

-While watching Wild Child-
~Emma Roberts falls into the water~
Therese: Wow!
That's a big swimming pool!
Jom: That's the
ocean.

Bittersweet read. ♥ Six Feet From Paradise by JD Allen ~ something worth publishing.
It seems as if I can't get the idea of a bittersweet romance (parted by death) out of my head this holiday... I'm so weird.

got magic? ♥

Merry Christmas!!!

Wow. This christmas was truly memorable. No, nothing remarkable happened such as win the lotto, a Euro-trip or a visit from St. Nicholas or such. It's memorable because my wish came true... you know, the Misa de Gallo wish... I wished for a very happy Christmas. And I was happy. Until I screwed everything myself, that is.

So here's the thing. December 24 was spent... as any other day. Lounging around in my pajamas, surfing the net, occasionally snacking and daydreaming. We were going to attend Mass that evening at St. Andrew's and about a month ago, I already had my 'Christmas attire' [[It's a Filipino thing I guess.]] ready... which was kind of unlike me. [[Bootleg jeans and a pink (yes, pink. I know, what was I thinking? Apparently, none.) blouse. No!]] But I felt comfortable in it. Which was weird, considering that I'm the kind of person who'd rather blend in the environment and remain unnoticed. [[Which is ironic considering my eccentricity.]] Well, I was still wearing my all-time favorite Chucks and watch (I guess) to still feel... me. Well, I have to deduce that my good mood must have been the afterglow of eating strawberries and cream. [[Made my day, and Christmas eve.]]

Putting aside my unusual clothing choices, [[my Lolo even commented on the color! My Lolo! A male! get it?!?]] we headed off to Church. We were surprised at the number of people in attendance. We had to sit separately then, Chuchi and I at the back, Ate Belle at the left on the row infront of us and the rest [[Mom, Dad, Bro, Ally and Ate Loi]] 2 rows infront of us. So what's with me mentioning the seating arrangements? Well, it's not that important. Just the couple sitting beside me, that's all. What's with this couple? I've been daydreaming about them. No, not in the stalkerish or deja vu kind of way, just... the idea. Their 'Flavor of Love' - Hana Yori Dango people. You see, for the past few days, I've been toying around the idea of a bittersweet kind of romance [[the product of romance stories @ Fictionpress and other stuff]] wherein the guy... dies at the end. Like "She's Dating the Gangster" except reverse. So anyway, the girl sitting next to me was... kind of pale and sickly [[opposite in my fantasy though]]. Almost the entire time she was sitting down. And almost the entire time, he held her hand.

That was such a cute scene! What a strange coincidence huh? Anway, the girl seemed nice. She stood up during the Lord's Prayer and held my hand. Which means, she is not a snob. Since no one rarely holds hands with strangers anymore, me included. -Sigh- They're such a cute couple. Looking at them is heartwarming and sweet. :) I hope they'll stay together forever.

Uh-oh, here comes the sap/romanticist in me.

Oh and by the way, the priest who celebrated the mass was Afro-American. I found it hard to understand his way of speaking. But nonetheless, I learned a lesson from him! "The Purpose of Christmas is to share the Love of Christ." ... or something like that.

Well, a downside that evening was my inability to stay awake till midnight. I owe Jom a 1 year supply of load after a stupid bet. But using the tricks up my sleeve, I'll give him 365 worth of load. 1 Peso per day. Hah! Take that Ruby Kuneho! =P

Oh, and I got a gift from Santa! Surprisingly. I got a book by Bo Sanchez entitled "How to be really really really happy!" My mother laid her claim as the next to read it soon after I tore the wrapper. I finished it earlier today. No surpise. I was reading Angels and Demons on Christmas day. Forgive me.

December 25

I ate a very very excellent ham for breakfast, with [[get this]] lechon-shaped bread from Julie's bakeshop. For lunch, I ate chicken from KFC, Lola's Kare-kare, rice [[duh]] and fruit salad - that's about half of what was served! For dinner, rice, chicken, sisig and leche flan for dessert. What I did? I slept. [[Hehehehe.]] And later that afternoon we went to Greenhills and then to Robinsons Galleria where I played babysitter. That night, I also spent gushing about Peanutz's new cellphone, which I claimed to be my soulmate considering that it's a.) flip open b.)ORANGE c.)Has lots of memory including bluetooth and d.) has a Panda chain. We ended up talking about our childhood experiences. Well, MY embarrassing childhood experiences that is.

Now that I've written it down. It seems so... normal and plain. But it's really a miracle and God's gift how I kept on smiling no matter how much I screwed up [[you know. My usual issues]].

Oops. It's past midnight!

We're going to EK tommorrow... err, later.

BTW, the title of this post came from a guy's statement shirt I saw during the evening mass. I want that shirt.

The irony and summary

It's been a while...

About a month and more. My last post was just after sembreak... ta-da! It's already half of the Christmas break. Well, I've been busy. Yes, really busy. If not, I've been too much of a worrywart to get my thoughts straight or a procrastinator to write a single word. A lot has happened. A lot. Let's make a list of the memorable ones shall we... [[FYI This blog is turning out to be journal.]]

Let's start with something... academically related... something about my future after highschool... whatever that future might be. I'm talking about... The Ateneo Junior Summer Camp. [[Or something within those words.]] What's that? Not only does it boosts my confidence because I realized that I was told I am part of the top 5 of my batch [[top 4 to be exact]], but also, this campt thingy is a great, big, awesome, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for moi. To keep it short, here's the deal: Top 5 of selected schools in the country take an exam. Only the top 70 students can partake in the summer camp designed to train us for college life. And get this: once you get in, there is no need for an entrance exam for the said school. How frickin' awesome is that? :) But with the way things are going on for me right now... I have lots of doubts... school-related doubts. I know. What a nerd. Can I help it? [[Random: Chris Tiu!]]

Next on the list is the intramurals. Or the somehow intramurals. Aside from the fact that Charlotte is the muse of our batch [[that's my friend! woohoo~! :)]] and that it was the first time I got really excited for the intrams, to put it bluntly, it sucked. Carllyn and I and the others were not really able to participate in the activities because we became school representatives on some IT contest [[which sucked too.]] . And also not forgetting the fact that our batch... well, we were losers, literally. The only games we won were indoor games. So we're intellectually competent, nice. Well anyway, I really felt bad during the intrams, especially during the IT thing... I was sorry for my Ate C. She wanted to play so badly... I tried to sympathize since... well, I'm not an athletic person and so it does not have some big importance to me other than supporting my batchmates. This 'thing' fueled me to do my best during the IT contest... I wanted to win so that my Ate's efforts are not lost, or a waste to leave the intramurals. But it turned out very differently. I was depressed, and even as I recount it now, I still do.

Another thing to mention would probably the Kris Kringle. Our codenames were boys' names, my name was my brother's: Andre :) Anyway, funny that the secrecy and thrill was lost just a few days. My baby turned out to be my seatmate, Patitay. How she found out? She went to my house and saw the chocolates I gave her earlier that day. And on the same day did I found out who my mommy was: Jenina. Our conversation at the bathroom was hilarious! It turned out like this:

J: Annick, kilala mo na ba baby mo?
A: Oo. Ikaw?
J: Hindi eh. Kilala mo ba kung sino si Andre?
A: O.o -insert pause- :)) hahahahahahaha!

Our wishlists are cool too: we had so many similar wants! Revelations by Melissa dela Cruz [[speaking of which, I haven't bought one.]], a t-shirt from Artwork [[passed on to my 'family tree' during the revelations]], blank notebook from Fully Booked and a Little Miss Rosena t-shirt. :)

During the Christmas party, we had another flour fight. BTW, the theme was statement shirts and colored jeans. I had a trouble finding colored jeans [[I was supposed to wear white but it was banned! I bought a brown one.]] but I loved my statement shirt, though I would've prefered a custom one or from artwork or from David and Goliath: Save the earth! Eat animals! But I love my RED shirt! It said: Every child is an artist. :)

Oh, and for the first time ever, I've decided to attend the Misa de Gallo [[with my Dad and Tita Liz]] and guess what... I might be able to complete it! Tomorrow's the last day! :) A wish come true? I hope so! But which wish...

Other discoveries:

• Martinsays.com - I've found out Martin Johnson is a regular blogger, maybe even a techie, a humorous and insightful writer and a YouTube lurker! =))
• Tamora Pierce - I've just started reading her books [[e-books]] yesterday and I was hooked! Unfortunately, I read a spoiler about the ending of her quartet and you know happy endings are my pet peeve, especially if it concerns a couple... gah! I'm getting pissed again!
• Some epiphanies... mostly not so good.

Pointless

It's NaNoWriMo! :)

But I'm not joining. It'll be hard to balance my schoolwork... especially now that I'm a Junior AND I'm trying to make-up for the last quarter. *Sigh* I wish I joined last year. Problem is, I was having a Writer's block [[aww. I'm a writer! =))]] Writers from FictionPress are hooked on NaNoWriMo, even published authors like Meg Cabot! Wow! Maybe next year I can...

Well, I anyway, I want to ramble and roar about some stuff today. Now that I think about it, the topic is probably my pet peeve: story endings. You see, I was browsing through the National Bookstore Website searching if Revelations by Melissa dela Cruz is already available. That was when I stumbled upon another book, Inkdeath by Cornelia Funke. I love the Inkheart series! The genre is fantasy, another favorite aside from romance. Anyway, the mentioned is actually the final book of the Trilogy. I was so excited! I've read the 2 books last year, borrowed from the library. I was actually planning on buying all 3 books. But after reading the reviews of those who have finished reading it (finding some spoilers as well), I don't think I'll buy it, let alone read it anymore. Here's the thing: Farid and Meggie won't get together. But I love that pairing! A girl from the real world and a boy from a different world, from inside a book! Aside from the obvious, how can it not work out?!?! Although the reviews say it has a great ending, I still couldn't force myself to read it. And here's the thing: I don't force myself to read! Except textbooks of course.

I read because I want to travel, explore new things, play with emotions. I read becuase I want to escape. Blame it on Disney, but I'm a sucker for happy endings. I read a story from Fictionpress entitled, Jonnie the Girl, I loved it! That is until the unexpected and tragic twist... then realizing that it was a true to life story! I got so depressed, I cried that night and was all gloomy the next day. See this is what I hate. I'm not naive to not realize that life can be a bitch, so this is where books come in, where there are happy endings, goodness and love conquers all, blah blah blah. It may seem like a childish fantasy, but it's like my drug you see.

So why bother with tragic endings? Fiction is supposed to be my escape. It's pointless to read drama if it goes on until the end. I admit, I like heartaching stories, thinking that the ending will be sweeter through it all. But if the story is left as is... NO!

And speaking of Revelations, I read a review that it's ending is... disappointing. Well, that's okay. Because I know there is still 6 more books out of 9 to make it all better.

So there. RAWR.

It's not dark. You're just BLIND.

Keep telling yourself "Reality is better than fiction." I've finished reading "Austenland" by Shannon Hale [[I love the book!!]] and in one of the reviews, it mentions the earlier statement. I irony? It's also a novel. Like blind leading the blind. The story is about a young woman, very single because she keeps comparing every guy to Mr. Darcy, her obsession. Though I'm not a fan of Pride and Prejudice [[I'm TRYING to read the book and see what the fuss is all about...]], I understand that Boys in Books are so much Better. It's a great story. About letting go, moving on and taking a stand. [[Though it's not as dramatic as I put out.]]

It was worth my savings. :) But I wasn't surprised, Shannon Hale is one of my most favorite authors.

But after a bad haircut, I find reality very... annoying. It's like wanting to enter a dream and never wake-up or go through a mirror to another world or something... what a novel idea. But then again, after a few days of trying to get over... stuff. I might reconsider.

Epiphany: Aside from being myopic, I'm blind. [[I thought these things only happen in book but...]] And I'm so stubborn I frustrate myself as well.

Other News:

• HSM3 is my favorite out of the 3 movies.
• Got scolded that day...
• Ear Piercing hurts even if you just look at it.
• I'm broke.
• I don't watch Filipino Movies just because.
• I have a long Christmas list.
• After eons, I finally updated my FS.
• Natsume and Mikan is still ♥
• I'm still a GA fangirl.

As proof, here are some GA AMVs I adore :) [[It's in my iPod]]

• I Think I Love You
• I'll Be

thick

I've just finished a book I've recently borrowed from Estelle. It's entitled The True Meaning of Cleavage (by Mariah Fredericks), and trust me, it's not as liberated as the title speaks of. It's not even a romance story, but one about friendship. What true friends really are- companions despite everything else, kindred souls. Somehow, the story helped me figure things out, some things that just happened within this last week before the sembreak.

There was an ultimatum earlier today. I had to decide between 2 of my best friends: my sister-cousin and one of my FWENDZ. Both celebrated their birthday this October, the former just yesterday and the latter on Monday. Here's the dilemma: I promised my cousin that we'll watch HSM 3 tomorrow (even though I'd prefer to watch The Strangers) but then my friend suddenly told of her celebration tomorrow as well. Of course, I already had other plans on Friday before the other two, a movie marathon. But of course, I couldn't say no to my cousin, and I figured they'd understand why I can't come (yet again.) But then the celebration thing came up all of the sudden, and I didn't know what to do. I thought she said she didn't want to celebrate it the first place so...

It was hard deciding. But I guess, blood is thicker than water, right? I hate that quotation. I think it's stupid, to be blunt.

So how was this related to the book? What's the true meaning of Cleavage? It's the separation of the pair.

I was miserable for most of today, for this week (this very slow week) to be exact.

But there was another thing bubbling inside of me, aside from misery. My writing muse. Writing Gakuen Alice Fanfiction for 2 years... I almost forgot how that felt. I suffered from a Writer's block. That's when I started writing this blog. It's like forgetting to write fiction and focus on... reality. Epiphanies soon followed after. Then a bit of fear.

So what got me energized to write again? Lack of books to read, boredom, reminisces and the song from the movie Anastasia "At the Beginning." (I love that movie and that song.)

BTW, completely random, I'm listening a song from Ella Enchanted "Once Upon A Broken Heart" - something I discovered after watching some Howl's Moving Castle AMVs.

Well... sembreak. Here it goes.

Me Time

The week after exams was spent pouring over two things. Two very feminine interests that surprised the heck out of me. (Though the latter could be considered normal for me... in a way.) The week was spent watching the first season of Gossip Girl and reading novel, particularly the Bridgerton Series of Julia Quinn, a well-known Historical-Romance novelist. [[I think it's like the Pride-and-Prejudice era, but I'm not sure.]]

How was this possible? Let me see...

I've heard about Gossip Girl in school. Well, I've heard about it before but it was the book, not the uh... show. Anyway, out of curiosity and intrigue, I wanted to read those novels. According to some of my friends, the book is uh... it contains more 'bitchiness' compared to the show. So I chose to watch it first. I desperately searched for some sites, got bored and impatient waiting, opened up MP3 Rocket and started downloading. What do you know. There are 5 episodes of that show on my iPod. [[I'd put the whole series but there won't be any memory left.]] And surprisingly, I don't mind the bitchiness at all. What I don't like is the 'connections' of the characters... specifically, their parents' past.

Next are the e-books. I've heard of Julia Quinn when SnowMirage one of my most favorite GA Fanfiction writers, quoted a line from her book "The Duke & I" It went like this: "To say that men are bull-headed would be insulting to the bull." Nice isn't it? :) The first hisorical-romance novel I've read is (not surprisinly) by Meg Cabot. I liked it, but I've always loved Cabot's novels. Honestly, I think it was interesting to see a glimpse of the past- when women were fragile and men, chivalrous. When I first read Julia Quinn's Bridgerton series, I immediately thought it was great. It's more mature than Cabot's and the plot's more developed. I think there are 8 books in the Bridgerton series and I'm downloading the 5th book as I write. :) I think I'm ready to give Pride and Prejudice another chance. [[The movie though... maybe later.]]

The weird thing is how both uh... interests have something in common, aside from the romance that is. In them are both two female enigmas- both keen on gossip and scandals. On the former there is, of course, Gossip Girl who fills in the Upper East insiders the latest on the scandalous lives of Manhattan's Elite. :) At the books, there is Lady Whistledown, the mysterious and blunt gossip columnist of the ton. Aside from their mysterious identity, another similiraty is their wit in delivering news. One of the things I like most: wit. :)

So what's with my sudden and LONG post? I'm supposed to be climbing up a waterfall by now. Yep. It's our outbound.

I'm not a physically fit person, so wasn't really excited about this trip. Because the awful date (we recently discussed in our Health class about a woman's ovulation period...) and my female intution [[I told my friends I'll HAVE my period on that day. When it came true, I surprised myself as well.]] I didn't go. Although yesterday my bag and snacks (oh my god, my snacks!) were ready, I was ready for some wounds and bruises due to my clumsiness, I slept okay considering I had to wake up at 3:30 AM and stuff. I stayed at home. Doing nothing but... the interests above. But I feel guilty that I've disappointed my friends... I've disappointed myself as well. But hey, it was my first day and I had NO ALL-NIGHT NAPKIN and NO MIDOL. How was I to survive? In compensation, I gave them my Peanut butter and Jelly sandwiches. But not my Cheetos though.

There's a good thing that happened earlier though. When I was drinking cold Nescafe at 4:00 AM, I opened the TV and switched to MTV (the only channel I watch on our... unsatisfying cable) and what do you know. End of some random music video then came... THUNDER BY BOYSLIKEGIRLS. I was literally swooning. It may just be a random coincidence or God's gift, but Martin Johnson made it all better. Again, surprised the heck out of me. I couldn't keep off the smile on my face even as I said goodbye to my friends. But was I wrong to do that? Did I make the wrong decision? I hope nobody's angry... I shouldn't think highly of myself though.

But still, all these coincidences is so... amazing. Like in a novel... Oops. It's starting again...

Downside of things: Periodical Exam Results. I don't even want to think about it or write it here.

LATE.

It's been a MONTH.

whoa. wow. what?

geh. corny alliterations.

PAST POP UPS:

• Boys Like Girls concert is ♥ [[oops. I mentioned that already.]]
• I'm FIFTEEN. surprise! surprise! Fortunatelty (or not), I feel the same. On a stand still...
• My Birthday blowout turned out to be a... photo shoot. Not that I mind. :)
• Hmm... what else? Oh yeah! Manga addiction! Credits to my 'servant' (as she insists, I swear! I don't treat my friends as slaves! Often vice versa... joke =P) Mariel. I recommend Koukou Debut, AAA, You're my Girlfriend and more! Hahaha! On a roll. =)
• Fictionpress, still a source of literature for my romance-craving mind.
• Umm... Third Year Pressure?

I'd elaborate the last part. Third Year Pressure = stress and insanity = eyebags galore and pimples. (eww. I know.) And to think I've been PROCRASTINATING all along! I only felt these kind of stress from school work during the last quarter as a Sophie and Freshman. They didn't exagerate when they said 3rd year is the most hectic period in Highschool. Oh and that reminds me...

• Career Assesment Survey and Exam [[The first part I finished since it's short and frankly, quite retarded. The last part squeezed the juices out of my brain.]]
• Intrigued by lives of young disney celebs...

Did you know?

The Miley Cyrus and Selena Gomez clash? Yep. Old news. But I heard they made up recently during the former's birthday party at Disney land. The place closed down! wow. (notice the period before) Oh wait wait wait. I got mixed up. The two reconciled during the Teen Choice awards. But speaking of the 2 incidents... David Archuleta! He, together with David Cook, announced the best female artist - Miley Cyrus. And she snobbed them. jerk. So anyway, Archie was also at Miley's party... I don't know how or why, but he is. Speaking of Miley, she's got a new boyfriend (finally! let go of Nick Jonas!), Justin Gaston (underwear model. okay...) AND I just found out that HE was in Taylor Swift's new music video (which I ADORE. saw it on Meg Cabot's website (: ) LOVE STORY. And recently, that Taylor Swift and Joe Jonas just broke up. "He broke her heart." I read somewhere. I can confirm this after reading something on Taylor's MySpace. Poor, beautiful girl. :( He broke up with her on the PHONE! My respect for Joe Jonas went (partially) down the drain. Speaking of which...

• I'm addicted to Taylor Swift! Eversince Love Story, I've been enamoured by her. But of course, in a platonic, fan-girlish way. I'm not a groupie afterall! And most specially not towards the same gender!

See how intrigued I am? Half my post about Disney celebs. Which is surprising since I was never a gossip girl anyway.

Heels Over Head for BoysLikeGirls - 26

It was one heck of a day. Full of contemplation and longing as we stood in line. Annoyance and gloom as we heard of the commotion. Yearning and hopefulness when we realized we were an inch close to what we wanted. What an emotional roller coaster.


Not to mention how much our feet hurt and our voices cracked from screaming, our ears popped and sweat trickled down as we jumped up and down.


But I guess it was all worth it.


As Carllyn and I were desperately trying to figure out what to do, where to go and how to cope up with our blues, we shared a certain thought: What's the difference between expectations and optimism? We're often told not to expect for we might not get what we want in the end. But we're also told to think positive and not to lose hope. Up until now I'm confused.


As we waited in line (or lines since we almost about circled the concierge booth searching for the right one!) we encoutered different people. Strong-willed teenagers, spoiled brats, generous parents and aggressive mothers. We even made some ("somehow") friends! The flaws and unjust methods in Glorietta caused all this. Such a scandal! To think we waited 3 hours to get a ticket and got none!


Thankfully, Eevee had an extra ticket. And we met a guy who sold his ticket to us for Php 300. Well, it may seem and is pricey but when we saw BoysLikeGirls practicing on stage, specifically Martin Johnson, we lost all reason and rational thoughts. We grew desperate. Man, I was even PRAYING and BEGGING to get just one more ticket!


I forgot all about the Meet-And-Greet or the CD signing. I just wanted to be there. Lower the expectations to gain satisfactory results I guess.


And wow. This is the first time I went that crazy ever in my life. In front of other people that is. :) It was such a great experience. A "Great Escape" from the stereotypes. And man! We're they so NICE and COOL and HOT! [[Yes yes. This is still me speaking. Fanpire/Fangirl me.]] They were so humble and awesome! Just plain WOW. Even though I had no material remembrance of today, I think I'll remember this moment forever. This "Great Escape."


When I realized BoysLikeGirls was coming to the Philippines I was on a: Dance Hall Drug.
When we were lining up, then realizing something... bad, I was: Learning to Fall.
When I saw Martin Johnson for the first time, I was: Heels Over Head.
When we finally got tickets, I was: On Top of The World.
During the concert, I was on: The Great Escape.
When it all ended, up until now, I'm learning to: Let Go.


BoysLikeGirls ♥

4 letter words.

The topic is considered "cheesy" or "sappy" for most. So I'll try to tone down the vocabulary and be as sardonic as possible. Well, here goes.

Last week, we had lots of free days and lesson-less classes. But it was during a lazy Friday that my friends and I talked about one topic in mind. LOVE. Yep, the ever famous emotion, or drive for others, that is said to move mountains and conquers everything. It wasn't unusual. We are teenage girls afterall, and romance novels has become my forte, but not relationships. But here's the deal. I've always thought it was... impossible. That all those clichés and coincidences happened in books and movies only. But was I so wrong. Not that I was surprised in realizing it but... I got very curious afterwards. I mean, I've recently read that a "One and Only Love" is a Young girl's dream, and a Man's burden. So, those believing in this so called "Love"a sign of immaturity and naiveté?

4 letter words. REAL LOVE. TRUE LOVE.

Okay. Let's call it infatuation instead. You see, this is what happened. [[I won't mention the names of my friends for their privacy.]]

My friend has a crush on someone I know. Out of boredom and wanting to start small talk, I asked what kind of love story she would want. I made a "survey." [[Then our other friends started to listen and voice out their opinions. Haha! Welcome to the Annick Peralta show! joke.]] Anyway, my friend was indecisive about her fantasy. She was just sure that she wanted a "love-hate relationship" at first. Well, who doesn't? It's so cute. All of us agreed on it. So I tried to help her finish her story. Spending the whole of last summer reading Meg Cabot novels and Romance stories at Fictionpress, [[Hey. I'm bored. And I was desperate to read. Plus, I'm a girl.]] I started to mix and match scenes and situations. Not to worry, I won't write or publish it. So no plagiarism there. Just having fun. We had fun sharing ideas and finishing the make-up story. I even joked that I'd write a book entitled "Confessions of -insert name here-" [[It was a coincidence that St. Augustine's, who wrote his autobiography with that title, feast day was near.]] And that was when the true love stories were told.

I was surprised.

Now I really want to write a book. ^-^

RANDOM NEWS:

• Boys Like Girls @ Glorietta @ Saturday, September 6, 2008, 5 PM
• Carllyn and I will go together since...
• ... I will have 2 tickets for FREE because of Dad's card plus...
• a chance to MEET AND GREET the band!
• -hyperventilate-
• 4 letter words: Hell Yeah.

LSS: "What makes you different, makes you beautiful to me. ♥"

Reminiscing The Princess Diaries 1. Based on the novel by Meg Cabot, the first romance novel I have ever read and loved.

ennui kills pandas. give a spark.

School has been "okay. yup. sure. really? hmm... lalalala. nice. awww." lately. Translation: I've been feeling a bit impassive and BORED. My primary pic in Friendster has a title "ennui kills pandas. give a spark." for obvious reasons.

Let me say type it again. I'm bored. And the ironic thing is, I'm doing nothing to keep myself busy. It's a scary thing now that I think about it.

Another ramble for me: I need cash. Well, maybe not really need but umm... require cash in order to purchase some novels and thus saving me from monotonous days and senseless... stuff. Breaking Dawn would be out by August 2 and I already reserved a copy. There are also quotes on Stephenie Meyer's website, updated daily. I CAN wait. Because I think Twilight lost it's spark when the official movie cast came out. It's disturbing to think of THE EDWARD whenever I re-read the book. [[which is still hostaged by my cousin, not that I care... much.]]

Then on October comes out the third book in the Blue Bloods series "Revelations." This I CANNOT wait for.

Others on my list? Let's see The 2 remaining books from The Dark Magician Trilogy, The Opal Deception - 4th Artemis Fowl novel, Seeing Redd [[I think it's out...]] and Austenland, a novel by Shannon Hale. It's bit of a Pride and Prejudice-thingy [[duh. Jane AUSTEN]] and I was a bit reluctant at first since startlingly and disturbingly my hand didn't get numb when I watched the movie [[starting Keira Knightly]]. Translation: There's no KILIG factor. Or chu chu. And another thing, it costs 580 pesos. Poor wallet.

68% DoMO Patcher. Guess what? I'm trying out another RPG [[I've lost count to how many I tried to play]] called Dream of Mirror Online. Sounds cool. But then again, so did the others.

I love witty quotes. And funny meteorologists on YouTube.

Random.

Over there.

Extra extra! Read all about it! First day of school highs and lows!

III-St. Monica. Adviser: Ms. Jacquelin Asis [[first year English teacher.]]

A list would be simpler.

• MOST of my fwendz are at St. Monica's
• We're trying to make it work. But the schedule is a bugger. The lunch schedule to be precise. If it won't change. Mariel and I will not have lunch with the others FOR THE WHOLE SCHOOL YEAR. [[this sucks the most]]
• Auditor [[for 3 years already]]
• Classmates are ok. Seating arrangement? Will take a while to get used to.
• Managed to distribute chocolates and other 'pasalubongs' =)
• Received a heart warming letter from Elmira [[I MISS HER SO BAD!!!]] which I gloated to my family. [[dunno why. But it made Jom cry. --That rhymes.]]
• Received a gift from Kiwi! Aww! It's an Alice and Wonderland notebook and pencil case! It's so kawaii~! [[also gloated]] Thanks Kiwi!
• Made plans for a sudden visit to my house: do Yoga from Estelle.
• Sudden Chemistry homework. Yoga plans changed into a group study with [[surprisingly]] Jom's help.
• Ate pizza and chocolates and drank coke.
• The study group thingy made it all okay.
• I MISS MY FWENDZ SO BADLY!!!!!!!!!!!
• Realized Kuya Dan's got it worse. Compared to his, chemistry homework is a peachy subject.
• All in all. It was a very DIFFERENT first day of school. It's fine... for now.

I hope I'll survive the year.

Black Out [[not Spears]]

I could sum up the whole month of April 2008 in one simple sentence: This summer is very different from last year’s.

Last year, it was great. I can’t remember a moment when I felt… lonely. I was in no hurry to head back home. But nowadays, I don’t know. I want to stay here but I want to see my FWENDZ back home too. Well, it’s not like saying last year I didn’t miss them, I did. But in my second year of high school, we got closer- and I badly miss them so much now. Another thing is, a few of my friends are leaving the school. Some are transferring and others are going to migrate. Well, I can still keep up with them, possibilities of technology and all. But it’s different.

Well, maybe another factor of my homesickness is that I have changed. I didn’t notice until they pointed it out. It wasn’t subtle, they said. For better or for worse? I don’t know.

Enjoy the rest of the remaining summer days. I just realized time goes by so fast, yet changes occur subtly in the same length as well.

I had- have, a goal for this summer, planned on the last day of school: I want to change again. So far, I don’t think I’m doing a good job. I think.

One thing’s for sure: I miss them so much.

And here I think Drama’s overrated.

Well, not now.

Now Playing: Runaway – Avril Lavigne

And maybe that’s the problem. I tried to control my summer, my efforts went down the drain.

I just wanna scream and loose control. Throw my hands up and let it go. Forget about everything and runaway.

In Black and White

Well, it's been a week since the enigmatic heroine of Camia Street left the confines of her prized chamber in blue and ventured out to the Middle East, to the prosperous land of Dubai UAE and reunite with her father.

Not.

The truth is, after leaving the comforts of my cherished room I've been living quite... I dunno. Having less privacy than I would've wanted, sharing a bed with my deranged sister (lacking a better word), housework on a summer to-do list and no company of any age mate, what do you think?

If I put it that way, it seems so... horrible. It's not that bad. I'm actually happy with my family (save for the frequent squabbles with you-know-who) but I'm just having a case of... well, not homesickness- just missing my daily routine back at home.
What I'm worrying about is the depleted supply of books, music downloads (can't seem to find the right songs...), the ecstasy-giving Choco Mucho and my sanity with my sibs.

A little help?

Well, remembering the past summer didn't help my case a bit. I was so carefree last time... I wonder what happened to me now?

Probably the fact that I miss my FWENDZ so so much.

Proof? I literally LOL-ed after chatting with my friends yesterday. And I haven't laughed out that loud (of course I laugh here... just not so much it brings tears of joy in my eyes) since I arrived here.

But I'm certain this is not homesickness. Yet.