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| Thursday, March 31, 2005
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Sssstudyin.
-Last night, study session with the same ol' people. Wasted three hours discussing cat fights, beach trips (Puerto Galera), and laughing our heads off. ;)
- Mishy has a prominent habit of expanding her nostrils when she's all mad. =D Luvyou Mishy!
-Debbz, Rubbz and Mishy ate @ World Topps, after grabbing Cello's doughnuts at... well, Cello's.
- Geog people... hay hay hay. studied our asses off till 3am. Only half the work was done! Panic panic panic! We were cramming like hell!
- Someone starts a sappy conversation about family problems, and before you know it, we're sharing experiences, and getting all mushy.
- Debbz sees a ghost walking towards her room! F R E A K Y! Second time encounter with the same ghost.
- We sleep in fear... promise to wake up early to study... in my case, DID NOT happen!
Debbie, Friaz, Ruby, Mishy and moi (with bangs)
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| Tuesday, March 29, 2005
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Beach my ass.
I love summer! It gives me enough reason to eat as much ice cream as I want, and drink more than enough iced tea. I've been loading up on everything sweet and cold these past few days, I could scare the living shit out of a diabetes/ tonsilitis inflicted person.
Summer has no dress code, and these days, I have a valid excuse to wear teeny weeny shorts to school and show off my ridiculous legs. Which, by the way, I haven't done in the longest time. I'm actually trying to get them to tan up a bit, so it'll match the rest of my body color. Hehe. Twisted excuses.
But my favorite part of summer has gotta be the beach! But before I shift to senti mode and bore you to death with my childhood visits to the yacht club with my siblings, I'm just soooo annoyed that I haven't been to the beach in the PI since I arrived here almost two years ago. Sure I've been to resorts and stuff, and well, I have been to a beach. But the one time that I did go, it was in Subic, and it just had to rain!
Anyway, moving on... the reason why I'm babbling off is that every single person I happened to talk to kanina, had to rub it in my face that they went beach-ing about during Holy Week. I had to endure listening to their swimming excursions, the hunky doodles they saw, and the new bikinis they wore. One, took it a kapal step too far and even showed me her camera and her beach trip pics!
And when they asked me where did I go for Holy Week, I had to swallow my pride, pretend like it was nothing at all, and bravely replied, .................
"I stayed home."
"NO!!! SERIOUSLY?" *complete with a disbelieving, oh-my-god-you're-such-a-loser expression written all over their faces.*
I know I should have gone somewhere... but is it my fault that my professors HAD TO HAD TO HAD TO schedule my finals right after Holy Week?
What's a diligent, hardworking, and conscientious student like me to do?
Mwehehe.... =p
Can't wait for Thursday to pass... I'll be free at last!
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| Monday, March 28, 2005
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homesick while cramming.
Guys check out the blog of my beloved sister, Maricon!!! I'm just simply ecstatic that she just discovered the wonders of Photoshop, and has made herself a header. What makes me more of a proud sister is because I just asked her to design my header too... so I'm pretty excited about what she's working on and how it'll turn out.
Living on my own, and so far away from the place I've considered as "home," has suddenly gotten to me. As I'm sitting here, trying to review for my Psychology and French exam tomorrow, I can't help but feel the bouts of the all-too-familiar feeling of homesickness. I miss my family sooo much! I guess the fact that I grew up abroad, and was sheltered away from the cruelties of the world for most my life, contributes massively to why I'm super close to my family.
I miss my childhood terribly! Like you have no idea! I miss my Mom and her home-cooked meals. I miss breakfast with my siblings, and I only realize now, how much I appreciate my Mom's effort to feed us well. Now, whenever I eat out with friends, or get food cooked for me by our househelp, NOTHING can compare to my Mom's cooking! All other dishes, even if cooked the same way, just taste plain bland. And even if I occasionally get annoyed with my Mom's sermons when I'm back home, and that I can't smoke myself to death when I'm under their roof, I'd give it all up just to experience my old life, all over again.
As for my Dad, all I can say is that he's the GREATEST! When I was little and I used to answer back that he was too rough on me, he'd always compare himself to other fathers who were much worse when they were reprimanding their kids. I'd keep quiet after that, because it was true! I guess what I love about my Dad is that he's such a goofball. I can talk to him about anything and everything, even controversial matters like the latest green jokes and what not. When I'd ride with my Dad in the car, we'd check out all the babes walking along the side walk, and take turns going, "Check out that girl's ass! Wooooo!!!"
Now, how many fathers actually do that? =p
He'd also spoil me and my sisters to death, and I miss compromising with him; trying to get him to buy me this and that gadget for the price of good grades. Way back then, good grades to me just meant an exchange for a new phone or camera. Now that I'm in college, it means my life. Before, I had to push myself to work hard for a "prize", and because my parents wanted me to. Now, I have to push myself because I want to. And the prize would have to be getting on the good side of the professors and the list of UP University Scholars/ College Scholars. It's hard realizing all this. I can't believe I'm all grown up.
The people who still cannot accept that I am, officially a grown-up would have to be my sisters. Maricon and Gabrielle. Heck, when I'm home for vacation, we'd spend hours playing with our pets, or jumping on the bed, fooling around. Maricon and me would, still, after all these years, would play Tag with my little sister. We'd chase her around the house, and once we managed to capture her, we'd tickle her to death! =) *memories!* Incredibly strange how I still do this and have fun, even when I'm already 18. Strange how Maricon still loves playing computer games and watching kiddie cartoons when she's just got one more year of high school. Strange how Gabby's turning 9 soon and we still treat her as if she was 5. We still call her baby, and tease her that she's "not old enough" when she wants to join in grown up talk.
What's weird about what I'm feeling right now is the fact that I NEVER expected to feel this way. I practically had to beg my parents to let me leave home and pursue college here. I did just that because I was tired of my old life, and for once, I wanted to see for myself what the "outside world" was all about besides the one I was already enclosed in for 15 years. Of course I have no regrets, and I am having the time of my life.
But now, I'm dreadfully homesick and I don't know why. I long for the comfort of my old bed, and my girly room. I long for Mom's yum yum meals, and Dad's corny but bumibenta jokes. I long to run around and laugh with my sisters. I long to be able to swim again in my old swimming pool, and walk around the garden that my Dad loves to plant sunflowers in.
GoodGod! I'm being such a sap! This mush has gotta stop!
Freud Freud.... now, where were we???
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| Sunday, March 27, 2005
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guilty as charged!
We are all hypocrites. I'm willing to bet 500 bucks if someone dare challenge me on that statement.
At one point or the other, we've dissed people who are either better off, by terms of beauty, intelligence, popularity, and wealth. On a lower note, we also diss people who are not-so-better off than us, by the same terms. It's downright evil, and for a split second, you feel guilty. You get images of yourself burning in hell and repenting for your sins. But hey, you gotta admit, you love it. ;) Dissing feels good dunnit?
Last night, while having dinner with some friends, we happened to talk about the very same topic. Coincidentally, I chanced upon an article talking about schadenfreude, a German word for the secret gleeful buzz you get when, someone you're envious of- such as a friend, or a seemingly flawless celebrity- falls flat on her face. According to psychologists, we should embrace this feeling of superiority. Whether we're aware of it or not, we are competing on some level, and therefore, we are able to pinpoint exactly what we like and don't like. Through the almighty feeling of jealousy, we strive to be better people. Therefore, it helps boost our self- confidence.
Oooo! I'm feeling reeeeeeeeeally smart right about now.... Mwehehehehe! ;p
Pero, onga naman. On behalf of the female population, we do tend to get jealous of girls who attract so many admirers, just because they're beautiful, they're smart, they have a social life, and they seem to have all that. We say out loud, "She's not that pretty," or "Maputi lang siya." But at the back of all our minds, we're thinking, "Shet! Crush ko siya! I wanna be just like her!" So when the person we idolize, say, one day, slips and falls in front of the whole campus, gains 50 pounds all of a sudden, or is sporting a new zit right in the middle of her forehead, we get this crazy feeling of joy, and go, "Hah! So she isn't that perfect after all!"
I myself, am guilty of such a "crime," if it is considered as one. Whenever my guy friends talk about this hot, young actress right in front of me, I'm quick to say, "WTF!?! What the hell do you guys see in her? She looks soooo (insert any insult here)!!!! I don't know what you guys see in her!" But deep inside, I'm thinking, "MyGod! They're right! She IS HOT!"
Hmmm... we women really are a funny lot. Whether we admit it or not, we have this sickness of insecurity that we just can't get rid of. We spend girl-bonding sessions dissing this and that person, yet when we hear someone else dissing someone else, we go, "Hmf! They're just jealous!" But the truth is, we're guilty of the same action!
And I'm willing to throw in another 500 bucks to that bet, if someone dare challenge my little theory. =p
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| Saturday, March 26, 2005
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pathetic
I am going to be the world's biggest hypocrite if I say that I don't have any personality flaws, but isn't it just so sad how some people do have personality flaws beyond repair?
A former friend of mine just sent one of my dearest friends a hate message through friendster, using a new, anonymous friendster account. It's sad how someone would bother putting someone else down using the benefits of technology instead of old fashioned personal bashing. Just proves that this pathetic low-life I'm talking about is downright insecure, and basically a coward.
I honestly don't know what people get from such harsh hate messages. Self satisfaction? What?
Whatever the reason may be... it's just sooo pathetic. =(
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| Tuesday, March 22, 2005
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Last day Last day!
A couple of weeks back, I was dying for this second semester to end. What with all the paper work I had to rush through and all the cramming for my exams. Now that it's over, as cliche and O.A as it may sound, I'm sad that it all had to end so soon.
I woke up late for Psychology class today, and I'm so bummed that I had to be late for my last day. Psych's my favourite class pa naman. Sir Eric Manalastas (yes, I'm encouraging you guys to take him in the future), is just the coolest! I have never encountered a teacher who encourages his students to watch Sex and the City, and he'd often bring episodes of the HBO series for us to watch in class. Even if it's not related to the lesson. He makes us do weird papers about our ideal romantic date, our childhood pains, whose brain we'd want as a present, and even, our favorite sexual fantasy!!! =) This was the only class I actually loved to submit papers for, because I could express myself the "psychotic" way (if I may call it that), while at the same time, getting graded for it. Basically though, what I loved about the subject was the prof. He was just so game for anything, and since he's young, it was refreshing to be taught by someone in such a casual manner. Each class would always be filled with fun activities and loads of laughter, so it was super sulit talaga! Even make-up class was something that I would look forward to. Plus, how can we deny that Psych is interesting? I sure learned alot. =)
Another class I absolutely love is CW10. Creative Writing class. This was another class where lessons didn't seem like such a chore, and I actually enjoyed every minute of it. Even throughout all the deadlines we had to meet, the stuff we had to read, and all the other assignments, it was all so much fun! The people were all so nice, and I'm glad that I was able to make such awesome friends. It was also, in this class, that I woke up and faced reality. It was, in this class, that I realized the difference between high school writing and college writing. I walked into CW10 thinking that it was gonna be a piece of cake, since I love to read, write, and was used to my former teachers complimenting me all the time. But after reading my classmates' work during the first workshop, my ego level just plain sank. (By several notches!) I found myself amidst people who really knew how to write! It was embarrassing to find out that my knowledge of vocabulary is crap compared to theirs! I loved reading their stuff. It's amazing what you can learn about what goes in inside other people's minds, and what they're interested in... through their writing. Seriously, it was one humbling, but fun experience! And with a prof as adorable and cool as Miss Charlene, how can you possibly complain? How many teachers do you know actually bring food for their students if they attend their make-up classes? =p
*Astig!*
We were assigned to present a little something today(about anything we've done in class, or related to anything we've talked or read about). My group (Golda, Sarah, Kat and I), presented this skit we talked about yesterday, and only rehearsed two hours before the presentation itself! It went well, (I hope!) but I just can't get over how creative and overly talented my other classmates are. Makes me kinda sad because I can't play any instrument (except basic piano), I can't sing (unless I'm inside the shower or dead drunk), I can't dance (unless someone bribes me with a million dollars), and I can't paint anything else besides abstract, (the more people can't understand it, the less I'd have to explain). Anyway, I'm just sooo in awe that I shared a classroom for around four months with such talented people! I hope someone becomes famous someday! Hehe....
I'm getting tired of blabbing, so I'll just post the pictures that I took today... ;) I'll try to post these on my flickr.com so you guys can copy the original size for remembrance sake. I'll post the link within this week. I'm waiting for my friend to get back home so she can teach me.... ;p HTML is not my best friend.
Carlo's painting!!! Astig!!! ;) And that's Eloisa trying to imitate the model in the painting... ;p Actually, they kinda look alike! I like the pastel colors of the piece. It matches the sad expression the lady wears.
 
Garon's painting of "The Tower(s)," (well, I think that's what it's called). ;) Astig noh? It's sooo orange! It reminds me of Aztec times during Montezuma's reign. Garon didn't wanna face the camera though! Hmf! Shy *daw!*
 
This is Lexi's painting inspired by Kat's poem, "Virgo." The flash got in the way, and doesn't give such a good view of the girl's chest (sorry boys!) ;p Grabeh talaga this painting! The picture doesn't give the actual painting justice! It's just sooo beautiful! I wasn't able to take Lexi's pic though. He left the classroom before I could. =(
My groupmates and I clad in black. We acted out "Rainwatching" (Neal Imperial, "Salimbayan") It was supposed to be a drama but ended up being a comedy! Hehe. Oh, and that's Miss Charlene at the back. She wasn't looking at the camera though... =(
Zuri Baby!!! HAHAHA! Cris, Zuri, Anna and I (complete with my plastic "pilit" smile).
Eloisa is my new superhero! She's sooo flexible (and I don't mean that in the malicious sense). Her talent is basically what I've always wanted since I learnt the difference between ballet and gymnastics. I wanna be just like her when I grow up! She did an interpretation of a poem/song. If I only had my videocam! Galeng! =D
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| Saturday, March 19, 2005
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vote!!!
Voting for American Idol is now available in Asia.
Honestly?
I think they just made a HUGE mistake.
Asians are the world's biggest text fanatics.
Next thing you know, the next American Idol will not be nominated just because of pure talent alone. If a contestant has an ounce of Asian blood in him/her, that already counts as one vote. I'm not sure though whether there are Asians competing in American Idol still, but it annoys me that people can be biased when race is the issue.
For instance, for the Miss Earth beauty pageant held in the Philippines, there were awards for Best Hair, Best Skin, Best Body.... and Texters' Choice. It goes without saying, that Miss Philippines won. And it doesn't take a genius to figure out why. The competition was held in the Philippines, so obviously, every single Filipino's initial instinct would be to vote for her.
Stupid thing really. Stupid award.
Whatever happened to basic common sense?
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| Saturday, March 05, 2005
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Overstress!
I don't remember being this tired EVER!!! Not even a Math Exam in SHS could have possibly been THIS hectic! All my work is piling up and it's the bloody time that's killing me! These past few days have just triggered my stress level to the highest point it could possibly reach!
I was project manager for the Comm3 presentation, and I stayed up till 3am fixing eveyrything and making sure that my groupmates were doing whatever they were supposed to. I met up with the boys in Starbz to discuss how to sell a condo building. We were there from 4pm to 12 midnight breaking our heads with the details of the building. I think I spent over a 100 bucks texting condo experts and getting all sorts of info. *Whew!*
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Googlism!
Guys check this site out! www.googlism.com
Type your name on the "who" search and a whole list of stuff comes out. This is what came out when I typed my nickname. I picked the ones I liked, the funny ones, the ones that describe me and the ones that I wish was me...
Googlism for: reese
reese is neat
reese is the ultimate performer
reese is very active in the sport of wrestling internationally
reese is very active in the sport of wrestling beyond the mat (*LOL!*)
reese is a possible new contender along side susan sarandon
reese is the best looking lad in the whole world (*LAD?*) Haha!
reese is an internationally known author
reese is entertaining
reese is arrested for the murders and confesses that next day
reese is single
reese is initially hesitant
reese is likely to be rather forceful and demanding; she may intimidate people without even meaning to
reese is confined to the back seat while his inept partner jackie is getting the lion's share of the alotted (*wtf!*)
reese is still searching for academic truth
reese is well known for her amazing voice
reese is so fine and
reese is ssssssssssssooooooooooooooo fit
reese is the best
reese is endowed with a brilliant intellect and strong leadership qualities
reese is a useless cheerleader
reese is a pretty good cook (DON'T I BLOODY WISH!)
reese is the next julia roberts
reese is no stranger to angels
reese is also strongly characterized
reese is new assistant principal at riverdale
reese is so cute and the picture gallery is awesome
reese is the ghost of respect
reese is an accomplished star actress
reese is perfect
I also googlism-ed my REAL name out and these are the results!
Googlism for: cristina
cristina is very popular
cristina is the most trusted tv personality
cristina is doing important and good work
cristina is well worth several visits and again if possible
cristina is a success in as many media as you care to count
cristina is somewhat sheared (*wtf!!!*)
cristina is such an inspiration to millions of latino girls
cristina is true
cristina is outside in her short skirt
cristina is very original
cristina is concerned with the pollution of beaches and habitat destruction
cristina is a tiny woman (I wish!)
cristina is known for her ability to turn (what?)
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