i woke up nice this morning. i don't know why, i just did.
the sun was warm when it hit my face. i didn't really like it because it hurt my eyes but it was alright. my cellphone rang 7:00 which i thought was too early so i thought maybe i'd re-watch cinderella 3 again, which i did...but only played my favorite scenes. oh and i am such a frickin genius. when i watched it for the first time, and heard the prince's voice for the first time, eric (from little mermaid) immediately crossed my mind. the thought pestered me so i looked it up on the internet. f***! i was F**king right! oh and i also think that cinderella's singing voice is the same as pocahontas'. i haven't looked it up yet but my instinct says im right and my instinct is rarely wrong. well anyway, i now take back the thing when and where i said that cinderella and snow white are insignificant fairytales. well i still think snow white is kind of stupid but i changed my mind about cinderella. you see, im not a really pessimistic person but i just don't think it's realistic that cinderella and snow white's princes fell in love with them with one frickin glance. i mean they're all basing it on physical beauty.. they don't even know who they really are until maybe they got married and stuff.
but cinderella 3 was different because it involved this really close interaction with her and the prince and this time, they really got to know each other. and for the first frickin time, cinderella had a pretty lovely plot to go through with. i simply and wonderfully done. and i fell insanely in love with the prince voice. it was so cute when he was like..."Ok...first blue birds and now mice"
well anyway, it's getting really hot in here so i better end this thing. well anyway, graduation's tomorrow. still not feeling it *sighs*
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
hunger!
im stuck yet again in the computer laboratory, making add layouts for our yearbook. it would have been okay if i ate something for breakfast but unfortunately, i didn't. crap! i am so fuggin hungry!
oh and by the way, today's our batch party. i haven't asked permission from my mom yet so im having second thoughts about going. i know she would understand but im really not in the party mood. and im just so giddy to have myself cleared. ugh! so much for being detained because of extra-curriculars. so unfair.
graduation's 2 days away but im not even feeling any thrill. it's like it would just be an ordinary day, like it wouldn't bear any significance at all, which it would because it IS graduation. what im excited about, instead, is the party we're having on the 31st. we're doing it on behalf of steffi, our good 'ol steffi.
*sighs* and aside from that, the reason why im writing this entry is because im practically bored. oh and i saw cinderalla iii last night! it was the BOMB!! i super super 100 gazillion times love it..haha i know im too old to be watching fairytales but i can't help it. i love them. i even watched snow white after. haha, i so hate her voice. well anyway, i had better stop here. i think im going to that party. im hungry anyways. YEs, yes and YES! I'm going there for food...haha *evil smirks*
oh and by the way, today's our batch party. i haven't asked permission from my mom yet so im having second thoughts about going. i know she would understand but im really not in the party mood. and im just so giddy to have myself cleared. ugh! so much for being detained because of extra-curriculars. so unfair.
graduation's 2 days away but im not even feeling any thrill. it's like it would just be an ordinary day, like it wouldn't bear any significance at all, which it would because it IS graduation. what im excited about, instead, is the party we're having on the 31st. we're doing it on behalf of steffi, our good 'ol steffi.
*sighs* and aside from that, the reason why im writing this entry is because im practically bored. oh and i saw cinderalla iii last night! it was the BOMB!! i super super 100 gazillion times love it..haha i know im too old to be watching fairytales but i can't help it. i love them. i even watched snow white after. haha, i so hate her voice. well anyway, i had better stop here. i think im going to that party. im hungry anyways. YEs, yes and YES! I'm going there for food...haha *evil smirks*
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Counting down our days...
...7.6.5.4.3.2.1. We're all counting down the days to graduation, the day where we can finally heave a really big sigh because we're free from all the hassles, the blues and the problems that is High-school. But no matter how ecstatic we might be, how happy we might seem, it is still undeniable that leaving LLCI would break a little piece of our hearts. After all, it's not easy accepting that the four beautiful years of being together will become a memory in no less than two weeks. But still, we can't help but count our days down...
We counted down the days since we were freshmen. Since the afternoon we recited "Money" in English class to the late afternoon practices for the Ifugao dance. we laughed with our friends until one of us could barely breathe. We told our crushes among ourselves, weaving small conspicuous blushes as we talk about waffy stuff. We brought our cameras and took pictures of ourselves while holding the broomsticks we used for cleaning our Area of Responsibility. We caught little green lizards and wielded them around to scare each other off. We held the children within us and slowly, together, we let them go.
We counted down the days when we were sophomores. When we got closer in Math class and eager to cut open a frog in Biology. When we couldn't care less about everybody else because we don't have anything to worry about. When we ate every afternoon and went home late talking. When all our days were carefree, when we wouldn't have to be insecured, when we started to realize we were growing up. When we did Ramayana and spent the whole night laughing and practicing. We had all the time in the world because either everything was too light or too heavy. We remember Palompon and our one-shot attempt to discover the world underneath. We also remember the time when we got really scared because it was getting dark and there was a coming storm. We started to encounter courage and responsibility and prepared to make it a part of who we are.
We counted down our Junior days. The time when we were all nervous during first meeting of Chemistry but found out that it was in fact a really fun subject. The time in Advisory class when Mr. Pacayra first told us about Prom and half of the class flipped. Everything got serious since then. We formed enmities between ourselves and found ways to renew our friendships. We fell in love almost everyday and asked our friends for advices. We kept our last-minute attitude and brought ourselves closer to our adviser. We stayed until midnight to build our ship and practice our speech. We screamed "Sail On" and together tasted victory. We allowed our pride to swell and quarreled with each other. But through it all, we still managed to laugh together. We practiced our cotillion and blushed when we held or when we were held. We imagined the perfect Prom and we planned it well. We got dressed in grandiose gowns and handsome suits and danced all night. We were so happy that we couldn't help but cry. We loathed our Junior days but we couldn't help but smile when we remember them. They were stressful and busy and insane and we love them and loathe them at the same time.
Eagerly, we counted our days down of being seniors. The time when all our jaws dropped when the heterogenous sectioning news came out. We made erroneous assumptions about how this was going to be the worst year of high-school. Funny how wrong yet right we were. We remember the afternoons we spent singing in the classroom, playing "truth or dare" in the grassy area and talking about how well our day went. We made groups that divided us and we talked about each other behind each other's backs. We made silly jokes and strangled each other. We drove each other crazy. We told each other our secrets and soaked ourselves in the rain. We played hide-and-seek and wrote stories. Together, we faced reality and decorated it with our dreams. We learned to understand each others' depth, accept each other's mistakes and hoped that nothing ever changes. We made pressumptions that caused us trouble and our tears fell together. We took each others' hand and assured that everything would turn out fine. We smiled together and asked each other to dance. We gave definition to friendship with colorful words. We opened our hearts to let everything sink in. We forced each other to believe this isn't the end but somehow we all know that it is. We all recognize the people we have become, the changes that have taken over us and the different pathways we know we have to travel apart. We'll all hold on to our insanity for a little while longer and when we're finally ready, we'll close our eyes together, smile and break free.
...7.6.5.4.3.2.1. We're all counting down the days to graduation, the day where we can all be glamourous in our togas with smiles that say "I finally made it happen". High-school has been a dream that we all believed in and have survived through. But after all the tears, the heartaches,the anger and the laughter, it's not necessary to count the days anymore. We'll all just have to live in it, savor it and treasure it as it still lasts.
We counted down the days since we were freshmen. Since the afternoon we recited "Money" in English class to the late afternoon practices for the Ifugao dance. we laughed with our friends until one of us could barely breathe. We told our crushes among ourselves, weaving small conspicuous blushes as we talk about waffy stuff. We brought our cameras and took pictures of ourselves while holding the broomsticks we used for cleaning our Area of Responsibility. We caught little green lizards and wielded them around to scare each other off. We held the children within us and slowly, together, we let them go.
We counted down the days when we were sophomores. When we got closer in Math class and eager to cut open a frog in Biology. When we couldn't care less about everybody else because we don't have anything to worry about. When we ate every afternoon and went home late talking. When all our days were carefree, when we wouldn't have to be insecured, when we started to realize we were growing up. When we did Ramayana and spent the whole night laughing and practicing. We had all the time in the world because either everything was too light or too heavy. We remember Palompon and our one-shot attempt to discover the world underneath. We also remember the time when we got really scared because it was getting dark and there was a coming storm. We started to encounter courage and responsibility and prepared to make it a part of who we are.
We counted down our Junior days. The time when we were all nervous during first meeting of Chemistry but found out that it was in fact a really fun subject. The time in Advisory class when Mr. Pacayra first told us about Prom and half of the class flipped. Everything got serious since then. We formed enmities between ourselves and found ways to renew our friendships. We fell in love almost everyday and asked our friends for advices. We kept our last-minute attitude and brought ourselves closer to our adviser. We stayed until midnight to build our ship and practice our speech. We screamed "Sail On" and together tasted victory. We allowed our pride to swell and quarreled with each other. But through it all, we still managed to laugh together. We practiced our cotillion and blushed when we held or when we were held. We imagined the perfect Prom and we planned it well. We got dressed in grandiose gowns and handsome suits and danced all night. We were so happy that we couldn't help but cry. We loathed our Junior days but we couldn't help but smile when we remember them. They were stressful and busy and insane and we love them and loathe them at the same time.
Eagerly, we counted our days down of being seniors. The time when all our jaws dropped when the heterogenous sectioning news came out. We made erroneous assumptions about how this was going to be the worst year of high-school. Funny how wrong yet right we were. We remember the afternoons we spent singing in the classroom, playing "truth or dare" in the grassy area and talking about how well our day went. We made groups that divided us and we talked about each other behind each other's backs. We made silly jokes and strangled each other. We drove each other crazy. We told each other our secrets and soaked ourselves in the rain. We played hide-and-seek and wrote stories. Together, we faced reality and decorated it with our dreams. We learned to understand each others' depth, accept each other's mistakes and hoped that nothing ever changes. We made pressumptions that caused us trouble and our tears fell together. We took each others' hand and assured that everything would turn out fine. We smiled together and asked each other to dance. We gave definition to friendship with colorful words. We opened our hearts to let everything sink in. We forced each other to believe this isn't the end but somehow we all know that it is. We all recognize the people we have become, the changes that have taken over us and the different pathways we know we have to travel apart. We'll all hold on to our insanity for a little while longer and when we're finally ready, we'll close our eyes together, smile and break free.
...7.6.5.4.3.2.1. We're all counting down the days to graduation, the day where we can all be glamourous in our togas with smiles that say "I finally made it happen". High-school has been a dream that we all believed in and have survived through. But after all the tears, the heartaches,the anger and the laughter, it's not necessary to count the days anymore. We'll all just have to live in it, savor it and treasure it as it still lasts.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
finally an update
yey! i updated! yeah i knows it's been ages since i last wrote here..but i did have this terrible writers' block which lasted for like 3 months. *sighs* i even missed writing about prom which by the way was so wonderful. everybody looked like royalty and everything happened smoothly. too bad it ended too soon. i also had not wrote about the morning after. it was great coz we went swimming at the pool. i was with people i didn't know whose company is fun. i was with phillip, sweet, danielle, kenan, mitchell, michael, giovanni, torn, lju and my sister. we had a lot of fun although i really couldn't consider us friends...yet.
well, anyway...why am i writing now? i don't know. maybe i miss "letting the words flow" im in the computer room right now, looking for mecha robots we could put at the back of the yearbook where all our names would be written and all. last night was kind of unfortunate too because all our files got deleted because of my stupid flash drive slash iPod slash dwelling place of brontok viruses. i almost cried because i blamed myself. i mean we were working on that for three days straight. we wewre going to print it yesterday afternoon but then the virus thing happened.
well i sort of have to stop now coz i got a lot of robot-hunting things to do. ja'ne.
well, anyway...why am i writing now? i don't know. maybe i miss "letting the words flow" im in the computer room right now, looking for mecha robots we could put at the back of the yearbook where all our names would be written and all. last night was kind of unfortunate too because all our files got deleted because of my stupid flash drive slash iPod slash dwelling place of brontok viruses. i almost cried because i blamed myself. i mean we were working on that for three days straight. we wewre going to print it yesterday afternoon but then the virus thing happened.
well i sort of have to stop now coz i got a lot of robot-hunting things to do. ja'ne.
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