i am happy and open to new things (who am i?)

8.29.2008 @ 3:18 PM♥

Adventurers are energetic, lively, and optimistic. They want to contribute to the world.

How to Get Along with Me:
* Give me companionship(friends--true ones), affection, and freedom (definitely freedom).
* Engage with me in stimulating conversation and laughter.
* Appreciate my grand visions and listen to my stories.
* Don't try to change my style. Accept me the way I am.
* Be responsible for yourself. I dislike clingy or needy people (AS IN!).
* Don't tell me what to do.

What I Like About Being a SEVEN (see first line)

* being optimistic and not letting life's troubles get me down
* being spontaneous and free-spirited
* being outspoken and outrageous. It's part of the fun.
* being generous and trying to make the world a better place
* having the guts to take risks and to try exciting adventures
* having such varied interests and abilities

What's Hard About Being a SEVEN

* not having enough time to do all the things I want
* not completing things I start
* not being able to profit from the benefits that come from specializing; not making a commitment to a career
* having a tendency to be ungrounded; getting lost in plans or fantasies
* feeling confined when I'm in a one-to-one relationship

SEVENs as Children Often

* are action oriented and adventuresome
* drum up excitement
* prefer being with other children than being alone
* finesse their way around adults
* dream of the freedom they'll have when they grow up

SEVENs as Parents

* are often enthusiastic and generous
* want their children to be exposed to many adventures in life
* may be too busy with their own activities to be attentive

shaboooya

8.22.2008 @ 11:29 PM♥

We got through lunch yet we ended up singing the shaboooya roll call from admin to CSM.

Shaboooya.. Sha.. Sha.. Shabooya roll call!
Hey Julie!
Hey what?
Introduce yourself!
No way!
Introduce yourself!
Okay!

My name is Julie
I am so sleepy
When I see [insert name here that rhymes with sleepy and Julie]
I'd feel so happy

Then suddenly, a gay with the same name that I mentioned in my shaboooya roll call song suddenly passed by in front of me.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!

me: may narinig ka?
guy: wala.. ay wait, naa diay.

XET!

moon

8.20.2008 @ 11:09 PM♥

I see you. I have been watching you from afar.

It was full moon then, you came to me and then asked me why I was spending my night alone. "The night's great and the moon shines so bright," you added. I couldn't think of anything else to reason out. I tried to speak, but there were no words that wanted to be blurted out. So I just shook my head and gave out a sly smile.

You must have understood it for you haven't interrogated me further.

Then, you sat down. I was still standing up. "You know, the heavenly body looks really better when you are lying on your back," obviously, it was his way of inviting me to lie on the grass beside him.

I hesitated for a while but for mere respect, I decided to lie on the grass with him.

We watched the stars and the moon and being wholeheartedly happy for it was shining so bright at that instant. "Do you know that, when two people being bounded by love sees a falling star at the same time, that falling star witnesses the feelings that they have for one another and binds their love for eternity?" I have heard that line before, but never did I fall for it. But why are you telling this to me? Do you think that we are bounded by some feeling? Do you think we are NOW bounded by the same feeling? I could only dream that it was true. So I waited for a falling star.

It was really a night to remember. The night sky, the stars, the moon - it was so perfect. The thought that he was inches away from me - that now, he was only INCHES away, makes me want to believe that immortality existed and is existing.

In the middle of this eternity moment, a bright, copper-colored ray star fell down from the sky. I remembered that it could be two things: the stars binding our love (if it was really love) or a chance for me to ask that love, in the perspective between our lives, is present. To savor the momentum of eternity, I closed my eyes and prayed for the best thing, the best man, and the best love that I could have.

I re-opened my eyes and expect the night sky, the stars and the moon to gaze back at me. But illusion succeeded, I see him. I still see him. I just have been watching him from afar.

...there were copper-colored ponies

there was air that smelled like rain

the moon was out in daytime

when I first learned your name

and though the clouds a-quickly moved in

though the path looked overgrown

the time I spent talking to you

made me feel like i was home...

[nung gabi nang nasiyahan si july dahil sa ganda ng pagkakaayos ng clouds sa paligid ng moon:)]

our stories, your lies

8.18.2008 @ 6:53 AM♥

You have been getting into my nerves lately. Haven't you had enough fun yet? Why are you always crapping up our lives, especially MY LIFE and MY FRIEND'S LIFE?! It's not yours, so please stay out of it. Who are you to spread your crappiness all over the place?

You had already caught enough attention. However, this measure of 'enough-ness' is not enough for you but it's too much for us. It had been too much for other people be also pissed of what you are doing.

Around you, people are so pissed that they could shit on you if they could. (Now, I'm talking trash, but readers, please forgive me). No wonder you've got no friends. REAL friends whom you could go to if you've got problems. REAL friends whom you could tell you're deepest and darkest cries with. But shit happens. It happened to you, it happend to us. But you causing our shit all the time is not anymore proper. I order it to stop (if only I had the power).

Another thing, I know my life sucks. It's dark and twisted. It's a great mess. I say things to my friends, they understand and KEEP it. You, on the other hand, listens to it and tells another person about it which would result to circular arguments and the same shit hitting back on me. Now, my TRUST for you had been trashed so don't ask me to pick it up in the garbage and give it back to you again coz I have no plans of rummaging through filt for a useless crap.

This is my own point of view but I could ask a number of people who could give theirs. You wanna see a rundown of statements whenever you're around?

human being #1: traydor gyud siya! maka-buwisit na.
human being #2: if there's another term na pwede, i'd use it sana but I couldn't find another word for flirt.
human being #3: she's a misused person.
human being #4: kasama na naman siya?
human being #5: Look what she's doing nanaman o! God, I hate her! She just made my day so bad.
human being #6: Ui, sinabi na naman niya ung pinag-usapan natin kahapon kay [insert name here]! samuka gyud niya oi!
human being #7: kung di lang siya nag-salita, okay na sana eh..pakialamera man gud ba.

You want more or you've had enough?!

P.S. Most of you would read this shitness I made and could think that you are this person I'm referring to. Know what?I don' t care!

Lastly, got this message from Tin which gave additonal rants for this post:
"when people hurt you OVER AND OVER, think of them like SANDPAPER..they may scratch you and hurt you a bit, but in the end, you end up polished and they end up USELESS."

This is beautiful! Try not to cry.

8.10.2008 @ 8:21 PM♥

She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of theoperating room. She said: "How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?"

The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."

Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?"

The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair ?" the nurse asked.

Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.

The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom." She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."

Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.

The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.

She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said :

"Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You" . I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD ! And guess what, Mom ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom ? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him ?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How about that ?

Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.

( Let's see Satan stop this one. ) Take 60 seconds and repost this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to God for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves "When you're down to nothing, God is up to something."

Cool Saturday Night

6:51 PM♥

Saturday Morning

I had to go to school before 9 in the morning for our MCB 1 Laboratory for our moving practical exam. For the 3rd time this week, I was only able to sleep for about 3 hours only but nevertheless, I still had the glee of pretending to be awake.

Moving Exam

'Twas cool. A bit of easy but pressuring too. We had 30 stations and around 4 or 5 of them were Rest Stations. One station required us to sing so as to distract other microbes. Well, good thing that each station was only 90 seconds long. Di ko kaya kayang kumanta for 2 or 3 minutes noh?!

Noon

We ate lunch. Tried to play volleyball under the heat of the sun but ended up playing basketball instead. The mechanics: Atenistas vs. Others. No offense here. Teammates: Marcel, Neil and July; Mon and Yuri.

Due to the scorging heat of the sun and very high temperature scale, the four of us (that's Mon, Neil, Yuri and Me) decided to eat halo2x, felt very sleepy afterwards so we decided to proceed at CSM to SLEEP. With all the goodness of the world, we were able to sleep for 2 freakin' hours! That's from 1 till 3 in the afternoon. Accdg. to Liane: "Lami kaayo inyong tulog, mao na la na nako mo gi-mata" And Marcel, for the nth time visiting the lab: "Tulog pa rin sila?" And thanks to Mon's body spray, I woke up. How weird?

Night

After practicing for the whatever, we decided to walk back to the admin building. Kutz told us that Mon, Neil and Yuri was still in school so we waited for them. Upon arriving, Mon asked me if I'd be going to SM afterwards. I then asked Neil and Yuri if they were coming too, they said yes and I told Mon that I'd come to. I again asked them a few more minutes because I still had to change my shirt and pants at Anj's boarding house.

It was somewhere in the middle of our Mintal-jeepney ride when Mon blurted out that he was going to introduce us (Neil, Yuri and me) to his MOM! Goodness, okay ka lang? I thought we were just going to SM, Mon's gonna meet up with his mom, and the three of us will be eating our asses off in some fast food chain. Waaaaaa. Kulba to da max.

Went off everywhere until we found ourselves lurking the National Bookstore when suddenly, a familar-faced young lad came to my site. It was Monsour! Waaaa! Ang cute2x niya! He was such an adorable kid. And Monjid was there too.

Later on, we got to meet up the rest of Mon's CLAN (kala ko ba family lang?) and there was NABIL and his little brother RASHID. Oh, they were so adorable especially Rashid meanwhile, Nabil was really quiet.

Laila's elder sister, Kaka Suher, as what Mon called him, gave her car keys to Mon and told us to proceed to Penong's which was located near Times Beach. 'Twas really cool, all four of us riding a moving vehicle. Mon was our driver (samot ka-cool) and he drove about a kilometer or so under a rainy sky. Basta cool, tas the rest of us could not sit easy on our seats, afraid that Mon would be caught by some police guy. Oh, by the way, while Mon was driving, we heard two police sirens which passed us by! Talk about LUCK.

Neil: Mon, kung mabangga tayo, change tayo ng seats ha, meron akong dalang student permit.
-- See, that's what friends are for. hehe:)

We finally had dinner with the rest of Mon's relatives. Ate too much carb because I forgot to tell the waiter to only add a small amount of rice, I think I was talking to Monjid that time and Monsour was laughing when he saw my expression upon seeing my plate full of rice.

Mon's mom was really really nice. Cool mom, like Neil's mom. Kay Yuri na lang at ang kay Wilson na lang ang di ko na-meet. Hehe:)

I really wanted to share more of the details but it might end up too long so I guess I'll end it here.

Before parting ways, Mon's mom told us: "Gusto talaga naming ma-meet ang lahat ng friends ni Mon..." or something like that. So, does that mean na we would also meet his dad soon? Naks, naa pay part two?! Oh c'mon! hehe:) Joke lang:P

To Mon and his family: thanks ulit. thank you very much:D

P.S. Sayang, la tayong pictures...

my number two

8.06.2008 @ 11:37 PM♥

Name 20 random people and answer the questions below:) ENJOY.

1. mon abpi
2. neil ramos
3. yuri de mesa
4. jong toleco
5. wilson catingub jr
6. rr idoy
7. anj lacap
8. ai2x lagmay
9. mark del fierro
10. liezel secretaria
11. lyle malubay
12. james mitra
13. ralph basmayor
14. cha malabanan
15. joie bastian
16. liane emborgo
17. marcel del fierro
18. rj del fierro
19. van caballero
20. kyle tajan

How did you meet 3?
Si Yuri:) college classmate:D hmmm.. naging close2x because of Neil and their decision to transfer na la diay nadaun.hehe:D

What would you do if number 2 and 6 were going out?
Neil and RR? haha:) ka-cute:D haha:) kung ang mga pairs2x kay Neil ay girl-to-girl, bakit akin boy-to-boy?hmmmm.hahha

What do you know about number 8?
Maraming KEKS/KEX..sorry Ai, dunno the spelling.haha:)

What do you think of number 7?
"Nawewerla pag nababasa" -- haha.quoted from some girl:)

What would you do if 5 confessed he/she loves you?
Si WILSON?haha:D di na niya kailangan i-confess..lam ko man na LOVE ako nun!haha:D PSYCHOLOGICAL HUSBAND KO eh.haha:D waaaaa! joke lang:P

A fact about 9?
Weird na mysterious.pero WEIRD.hehe

Who's going out with 1?
hmmm..ambot oi..lay klaro..haha:) mon, pag-SYOR OI!waaaa!hehe:) *peace*

What's 4 do for a living?
hmmm..basta, it was about technical specialist or something.basta naa toy specialist.haha:)

Where does 7 live?
malapit lang sa amin.sa cat. grande rin:) yey! ang nag-iisang bio na kapitbahay ko.hehe:D

What do you like about number 1?
kay MON? wala! haha:) atik lang..hmmmm...ano nga ba? ambot! everything?haha:D

Do you miss number 2?
[hala neil, LR..ngaun ko lang na-realize na number 2 ka rin sa akin.hehe]
seatmate ko kanina sa chem, napanaginipan kagabi, katabi ko sa jeep at sa pag-sayaw2x kahapon. sa tingin mo na-miss ko?hahaaay...hehe

What is your opinion of number 6?
samok.haha:) atik lang:D lingaw kasama..mag-joke2x always.ambot ngano.hmmmm..hehe
seryoso sa life?(sometimes) brayt pud kaayo..lalo na sa math.hehe

What do you think about number 5?
haha:D wilson na pud?hmmmm..haha:) "ouch" <-- haha! un na un..waaaaa! dili bitaw:P
si wilson, ang aking pyschological husband..nag-jojoke palagi, tawa ng tawa, kung anu-anong terminologies ang nabubuo, pero deep inside, isa siyang emo.hehe:) dili bitaw:) lingaw, lingaw si wilson.:D

What would you do if 3 and 8 were going out?
ngek?!haha:D perfect..perfect..perfect 10! haha:) joke lang payat..lam ko naman na mas payat ka kay ai2x eh.hehe

Who does 2 like?
ewan.haha:) di man daw mahilig si neil sa mga ganyan2x..so really, I have no idea.haha:P
pero kilala ko kung sino like niya nung grade school siya.hehe:) weeeee :P

Is number 4 hot?
haha:) VERY HOT! weeeeee! Sir Jong!hehe:)

What can u say about number 10?
laging mabagal kumilos, ambot ngano..malnourished?hehe:D joke lng:P mabait..sobra:) kahit ganun2x un, super duper bait ni liezel:D awwww...

Does 20 know 16?
yep2x.lab mates ko silang dalawa sa bot, so I guess, magkakilala sila:P (alangan.hehe:)

What sport does 14 play?
waaaaa.ewan.hehe:) di ko alam e..

What school is 17 from?
UP Mindanao:P
AdDU noon..hehe:)

Will 18 and 12 work out as lovers?
XET!haha:) funny oi..si james ug rj?haha:) ka-weird.matakot lang si rj niyan.hehe

Is 11 friendly?
hmmm..depende sa mood?hehe:) at depende rin siguro sa tao.hehe

Would you go out with 13?
haha:P katabi ko siya dito sa kiosk ngaun! ngek.haha! ralph! [pinakita ko sa kanya ang aking ginagawa ngaun, nag-angal siya bakit siya daw si number 13..lagi na lang daw 13..sa dagat2x pa raw.hehe]

Are you close to 15?
Yep2x.haha:) kami pa ni Joie?waaaa! perfect combination mi kung manlibak ug weird terminologies..haha:D dalawanag benzene rings na magkadikit = BEEHIVE.haha:D

Ever dated 19?
ngek.haha! van?!

Is 16 a good friend of yours?
of course! i treat liane as a younger sister.kabait nya man gud..and super duper nice pa talaga:P

What would you like to say to 12?
HI JAMES! <-- yan din ang sinabi ko sa kanya nung pumasok ako sa kiosk.haha:P

What would you like to say to 17?
Awww.I miss you Mars.hehe:D un lang:P

Ever Gotten into a fight with 18?
sa text2x lang siguro..mga gara2x na away.ehe

Describe 20.
emo.haha:) laging naka-black.hee:D

What if 11 and 15 dated?
gubot!haha:) na-unsa na?!hehe:))

Would 16 and 19 make a good couple?
waaaaaa! isa pa ito!haha

Is 14 a good kisser?
[tinanong ko si Ralph bago lang..haha:)) tas di niya sinagot.hahaha]

How about 19?
ask TOM na lang.hehe

One Word reminds you of 2
SURPRISE! (din!) haha:P

lamat Neil:)

better as it is

1:25 AM♥

got this from tashi, who got this from her friend na galing daw sa school paper ng addu college:)

hmmm..this is to my if poor (sir jong, neil, mon, yuri and wilson) bakit 5 na kayo?hmmm.hehe:)

super duper can relate with this poem. I really don't know what magic does friendship bring, but the hell I care, I could love you guys more than a boyfriend but still treat you all as one of a hell damn friend.:D [oops, may exception ata.hmmmm]

pasenxa na, sa amin kasi, I am the only one who could do these emo2x things, though you guys become 'emo' at times too pero out of the blue lang when you proclaim it to the public.dba?

here's the poem:D hope you'd be able to read this anytime soon:D

love ya guys:)

better as it is

by Isle

The lips of friendship

Is just a breath away

From love

Too close that they could

Almost touch each other.

But this thin air of detachment,

Too thin that only one move

Changes the story completely.

So you move away,

Keep your distance,

Remain where you stand,

Afraid to cross the line,

Afraid that it could be

One wrong move.

Because you know

That when love fails,

You can't be

Back to the safety

Of the predictable

Yet stagnant

State of friendship.

flirt

8.02.2008 @ 1:50 PM♥

... it had been a very hurtful scenario: he is hurt because his loved one is flirting with his bestfriend; she is hurt because her bestfriend is flirting with his loved one...

Shit happens. I could kill.

i am happy and open to new things (who am i?)

8.29.2008 @ 3:18 PM♥

shaboooya

8.22.2008 @ 11:29 PM♥

moon

8.20.2008 @ 11:09 PM♥

our stories, your lies

8.18.2008 @ 6:53 AM♥

This is beautiful! Try not to cry.

8.10.2008 @ 8:21 PM♥

Cool Saturday Night

6:51 PM♥

my number two

8.06.2008 @ 11:37 PM♥

better as it is

1:25 AM♥

flirt

8.02.2008 @ 1:50 PM♥

8.29.2008 @ 3:18 PM♥

8.22.2008 @ 11:29 PM♥

8.20.2008 @ 11:09 PM♥

8.18.2008 @ 6:53 AM♥

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6:51 PM♥

8.06.2008 @ 11:37 PM♥

1:25 AM♥

8.02.2008 @ 1:50 PM♥