Apparently, it's been a while since my last post. :)) I'm not surprised really, there's just so much stuff going on. I barely even get to browse my friends' websites anymore. Ohwell. So at least I have some blog time left. :D So of course, I'm gonna write about my first week in college. First week in The Ateneo. I've really always wondered why there's "the" there. I learned I wasn't alone when my English teacher mentioned it yesterday. :)) I'm not exactly sure where to start. So yeah, I'm getting more and more familiar with the buildings around campus but I'm still not confident I can find my way on my own. So first day okay, first class was free cut. Oyea. :)) So let's see. Hmm. Let's break it down.

Place: Well, one of the reasons I went to this university because I love the place. The building's are really nice and the bathrooms! I love the bathrooms! Bathrooms in Holy weren't that good. I'm not sure if it's still the same as before. When I was in grade school, you had to pull this rope in order to flush. Yeah. In Pisay, some bathrooms are okay. My favorite's the one in the third floor front lobby which I didn't get to use much in my senior year because that area was locked down because of the fire. My second favorite, the newly renovated one, is in the SHB back landing. We didn't get to use it that much either because after the renovation they locked it down due to the vandalisms. So yeah. I love the bathrooms in Ateneo. They're so clean and complete. Complete with the stuff you need, hooks in the cubicles, ledge thingy, hand/hair blowers, soap dispensers, the works. Yeaah. It takes so little to make me happy. :)) Whee.

People: Whee, so new friends. So it was a relief to find out that there are a lot more people like me than I expected. It's so fun to meet new people. Totally new insights :)) New stories, new things to learn, etc. etc. They're all just great. Plus, I also get to be with some of my high school friends so yeah. I'm so happy I got to meet people who I'm really comfortable with. Even for just a week, I feel like I can tell them anything and they won't think I'm a freak or something. So yeah. The teachers are cool too. They're all very nice. They seem approachable so yaay. Oh and yeaah, of course, the ocean is big!! :)) "There are tons of fish in the water." It's very very true. :)) Waa. Superficial. Whatever, it's true. :D

Hmm. What else do I get to describe other than people and places? :))

Okay, experiences. Let's see.

WALKATHON
I think most of my energy is spent walking around the campus. Sad. :)) I started wearing ballet flats, until around Wednesday. I was already starting to have blisters and all. By Thursday, I already put a band-aid around my ankle because my wound wouldn't close. :| Sorry, overshare. It is kinda painful. My toes hurt all the time, and just the plain exhaustion from walking around too much. I guess I was never used to walking around this much. Or it's that I was never used to walking around without my comfy leather shoes. Also, it rains almost everyday. It sucks walking around in sandals/ballet flats. The water literally finds its way through my shoes and my feet get soaked. :| I had to take my shoes off and actually wipe my feet and my shoes. :)) Yeaah. I don't think I'm the only one who feels this way. My friend told me she's also so exhausted. I'm just not sure if it's because of all the walking. Ohwell. We got to eat out in Katipunan yesterday. Hilarious story. So as usual, we were telling the story of our lives, them my hanky was blown away. :)) Good thing, my friend noticed it so I picked it up. When we got to Red Ribbon, I realized my hanky's not with me anymore. It's one of my favorite hankies. Since it's just hanky, I told my friend... "No worries. Things have a way of coming back to me." =)) So after red ribbon and after talking about some telenovelas stories and eye-opening/paradigm shifting stories, we went to Kenny Rogers. We ate, then we left. When we were already walking toward the JSEC Frances realized her phone's not with her anymore. :)) So we went back to Kenny then found her phone. The people there are good and honest people. :)) They kept it. :) So yeah, we were already late for this meeting thing, on the way back, my friend saw my hanky!!! Just there on the grass. Oyea. I was so happy. Seeing my hanky made all the walking worth it. :)) Yeah, I just wanted to share that.

TWILIGHT
So it was English class. I forgot what we were talking about. I think about the different perspectives of people or something. She suddenly asked, "Who here are fans of Twilight?". I've never raised my hand up anywhere unless it was attendance checking. I seriously considered raising my hand or not. I'm definitely a Twilight fan but it seems that my teacher isn't. Well, I know I can be a hypocrite at times :)) but I decided I wouldn't deny that I actually like the story. :)) So I raised my hand up, pretty sure that majority of the girls would raise their hands up too. Then bam! Apparently, there were only two hands that were raised. Mine+some other girl's hand. It's a pity I didn't get to see who she was, we could be great friends. :)) I was pretty stunned I guess. I was so sure that at least 50% of the girls in the class liked that book. I mean, seriously. All I could think of was, ohnoes. Bad shot na. =)) Anyways, our teacher's really nice because she just said "Oh fine." :)) Then she asked about Harry Potter. Anyways, whatever. Proud fan. I would never pretend that I don't like that story even if it's all so "overrated" already, already a "fad" or "sellout" or whatever because whatever it is, I like it. =)) Oyea. Stand up for what you believe in!

THE ART OF COMMUTING
So my brother's morning classes are way earlier than my classes so I have no choice but to commute. Actually, I have a choice. I can go to school, sit on the bench for 2-3 hours, staring at every single person walking by or walk around for 2-3 hours until a friend arrives or something. So no thanks. I don't think I can stand it. All of my friends know I have a thing about being alone. So yeah. So I know how to commute, but only to familiar places. Well, so now, I'm in the process of being better at this. The first time I rode an FX to Philcoa, the driver got mad at me. I told him "Sa overpass po." Apparently, I told him too late. So he had to line up behind this long line of jeepneys even if he didn't plan to get any passengers there. I ignored what he said and then went down. Oops, my bad. I didn't know. I mean I thought it was automatic that FXs stop at the overpass in Philcoa. I mean hello. Well, apparently I'm not that pro at commuting to assume such things. I rode the jeep to UP, waited for the Katipunan jeep that didn't arrive. I walked to this place where everyone seemed to be walking to. I saw that it was already the way to Katipunan. I went out, not knowing if it's allowed to para there. I did, there was only three of us in that jeepney. So yeah. That was pretty lucky. :)) I had to commute home too and this time I wasn't the bad guy anymore. I was the good guy. I guess I was trying to make up for my booboo that morning. :)) There was this girl beside me who was sleeping. She wouldn't move even if we were all squeezed together already. She was taking up most of the space. She wouldn't even budge, I mean hello? Selfcentered much? This isn't your car woman. =)) So this was in the middle row of the FX. Some of the people on her side are passing money already but she wouldn't even pass it to the driver. So I had to stretch my arm just so the poor people at the back can pay their fares. Gosh. Ohwell. Then my mom didn't want me to commute Thursday, which turned out to be a very good idea. We left the house at 7 even if my class was still at 9. I already brought my ipod, some books, some stuff to do while waiting. Who knew the MMDA would change up the U-turns. We were literally not moving. :| We spent two hours on the road. Two hours!!! I ran to my ES class. When I got there, the bluebooks were collected and all and I thought I was so dead. Anyways, the teacher forgave us because apparently she suffered the traffic too. So yeah. Well, that's basically my public and private transporation stories. :))

IT'S COMPLICATED
I thought the It's Complicated status wasn't really a 'status' if you know what I mean. I always thought that people just chose that because it's a whole lot more interesting than 'Single'. One of the new things I've learned is that it actually does happen. And it happens a lot. :)) Most of the people I met, are in the "Complicated" relationship. And I also learned that it can be for different reasons. I thought that if ever this status was real it's just because the guy's just too afraid to make a move or something. Apparently not. It can be because of parents, or because of commitment issues, then the labels thing. I was pretty interested in this label situation. He told me "Mahal naman namin ang isa't isa so hindi na namin kailangan ng labels." Okay, something new. It's pretty interesting, don't you think? :))

Anyways, I wanna blog about a fifth experience because five is always good. It's more exact. :)) Like Coke Sakto. Plus it's always the 5 (insert something here) but ohwell, I can't really think of a fifth experience. Well I can prolly dig something up but it's already 10:40 so I have to sleep. :)) So yeah, basicaly, this is my first week of college. :)) So obviously, it's super fun. It is super stressful too, now that's a whole different story. But still, it's like a whole new universe, which makes it awesome. I think. :D :))

So yesterday I got to chat with Snuffles. I am aware that he's always in the States during summer but I had no idea that he wasn't coming back here anymore. He's gonna study there and practically live there forevaah. I didn't know that I would never ever see him again. Fine, so that's an exaggeration, but I mean this is the type of um "missing" that I was trying to well, avoid? For example, I know I would miss a lot of people, I probably would never see some people in a really long time, but the fact that you can tell yourself that they're just a couple of FX rides away helps a lot. Even though you know you would never really take those FX rides (unless there's an emergency), the fact that they're still within your reach comforts you. You probably weren't that close even but still the thought that they're still around keeps you well, feeling safe? Feeling like you're still attached to the people you truly truly cared about. Yeah. I hope I'm not just babbling but whatever, what I'm saying is get-able. :)) Please do try, you're reading this already anyways. I just realized that I kept using you/your, but in fact, I'm really just talking about what I feel. :)) Anyways, so yeah. I'm gonna miss you Snuffles. :D Anyways, so apparently he's gonna take Bio there then go to Med, then he asked me about my life plan. And all I could say was:


Wow, the first thing he said was my life plan sounded like a scavenger hunt. :)) Well I guess. But really, when he asked me that question, this was all I could think of. Well, I could've said that I see myself in the corporate world, well, because of my course because it's the only place I can see myself in. Well, at least, professionally. I can't see myself in a lab or in building houses or in a hospital, stuff like that. But then I realized, I'd go into the corporate world to accomplish my life plan. It sounds so shallow, I know. But whatever. So how do I plan to achieve my life plan?

Get rich. Okay, so a lot of people (if not everyone, I now know that there are people who honestly don't want to be rich) wants to be rich. Well, it makes some of your problems a lot easier. I guess. Then I have so many dreams like have a beach house, have a hacienda, travel around all the time, have a ton of clothes, etc, etc. I could achieve these through having a lot of money. Duy. :)) There are probably other ways, but getting rich is the most obvious way. Not the easiest way, but the most obvious and most legal way. I think. But then again, maybe, I could settle by just being normal. Not the billionaire type, just the multimillionaire. Joke. :)) As long as my whole life's financially secured, then fine, I guess. As long as I'm rich enough.  I mean whatever. Money can't buy happiness right? That's why I have the two other things in my life plan. =))

Get happy. Be happy. Feel happy. Whatever. In the end, it's all that really matters if you were happy or not. It doesn't matter if you're super duper rich if you're miserable. I mean happy people, truly happy people, don't care if they have private jet or not. I mean who would want that it you're truly happy? If you're truly happy, I mean truly, then well, you wouldn't care about anything else. I mean you're happy. What else can you ask for? I mean really, right? Well, I believe that happiness is a choice. A choice that should always be taken. I guess. I mean, it's what matters, nothing else really. Ohwell. Well, I don't have to expound on this point. :)) But whatever, it's true. So maybe if I have to break down this part of my life plan, it would be, find out what makes me happiest, then go for it, whatever it takes. :D

Find true love. They say you can't find true love, it finds you. So fine, let's rephrase Be found by true love. Wow, that's so damsel in distress sounding, but ohwell. You know what, when I think about it... would you rather be a damsel in distress or the tomb raider type of girl, I seriously can't pick. I mean being tomb raider is just awesome. You get to protect yourself, go through these adventures, show off your amazing fighting skills, thinking skills, solving riddles and all. The girl who saves the day. I mean literally saves the day. It's just too cool. But being a damsel in distress is also cool, in a way. It's not about being a helpless little girl. I guess it's the whole girls in the woods type then suddenly you meet this gorgeous guy out of nowhere, suddenly a bad guy holds you captive and he rescues you. Okay, so it kinda sounds lame. :)) But I mean being rescued just looks like it feels awesome. :)) Plus, it's usually the damsel in distress stories are the romantic ones, the love at first sight stories. He sees you for one night, searches the whole for a foot that fits the shoe you left. Or the guy who was destined to be your prince anyways way before, sees you in the woods, falls in love with you in an instant, then risks his life to rescue you from a deep sleep. Amazing. In tomb raider stories, her guy is usually the traitor, but in the end, he'll change. But still. Prince Charmings would never dare to hurt that girl, but ohwell, who said Prince Charmings don't fall in love with Tomb Raider girls? :)) Status quo. Tss. :)) Ohwell, I have completely deviated from my point. So fine, be found by true love. I guess this one's the thing that's out of my control. I mean whatever. So I guess it's good that I wrote about the whole damsels vs superstrong girls because I can't write anything about my third life plan. I guess really you can't do anything about it. You just gotta be found. At the right place and at the right time. :D So yeah, I hope I'll be there soon. :D

So yeah, I guess I am still in the process of soul searching. I will find it soon. But for now, I gotta clean my desk. :)) Get rid of things that I wouldn't be needing in the next phase of my life. So yeah. It feels good to be able to have something to write about again. It's been a while. Thanks, Snuffles. :)

Went Edz's tumblr-surfing again. I wasn't able to browse through the links anymore.Hooray.



TOP The picture made me smile. Yeah, I tend to think a lot. I mean A LOT. I think a lot about pretty absurd things. Things that could happen but would most likely not. Yeah. Always the safe player, never the risk taker. whatever, I'm a risk taker now. I learned through my mistake(s). Taking that crucial step would've made all the difference. Well, I also learned through a card game. :)) MIDDLE It's more of 99.9% sure he doesn't know/remember me. Well, I'm guessing that's better than 99.9% not liking me. I mean if he doesn't know me yet then there's still a chance that he'd like me, no matter how small. Anyways, no matter how small that 0.1%, we gotta admit a lot of people hang on to this tiny shred of hope. If there was a teeny bit of chance, then you could always grab 0.1% and make the most out of it, than letting the 99.9% stop you from what will probably be your source of true happiness. :)) There's always that 0.1%, if you never ever get to seize that then it'll always be what if. And that would suck. BOTTOM Dreams that I come up with not the "real" dreams. My real dreams are always so bizarre. It could be meaningful but still bizarre. There was this one time I dreamed that Kate(Bad girl from Lizzie McGuire, right?) was chasing me. Comeon. Well it could be meaningful, like I was dreaming about this person and in the middle of my dream he transforms to this to other person. My subconscious knows me so well. I guess it clears things up for me sometimes. But whatever, the dreams that I come up with. Like the ones you wish that would happen are really really cool. They make me happy even though they're just products of my imagination and addiction to love stories and movies. Whatever, in movies, their dreams always come true. Why not mine? :D


"You know what I want more than anything in the world right now? To talk to you, to be with you, this very instant. I want to sit across from you Indian style and look into your eyes and see for myself exactly how they change color in the light. I want to hold your hand in the palm of mine, and trace every line with my fingertips."

"I feel like my favorite love song was written about a sandwich."

Sorry about the misplaced quotes. Well, I gotta place them somewhere. :))

Groove Nation
So yeah, that was yesterday. Two shows, 2 pm and 7 pm. I haven't stepped on a stage in a pretty long time. Well, graduation does not count. :)) Or school stages. Yeah, it's been ages. So yaay, I got to hear words like call time, company call, open house again. :D Anyways, I'm really happy that it's finally over because I was totally nervous about the whole thing. So it wasn't that bad, I think we did pretty well. Good job, Sagala. :D So anyways, I made this promise to myself that after the recital I will go soul searching. This summer workshop covered most of my summer. I'm not complaining, it was really fun. :D I only get to dance in a studio every summer since high school. So yeah. Anyways, still, I haven't really thought about college that much. I'm more of a one-thing-at-a-time person. So I had to concentrate on my summer classes first before I actually think about college. I guess I'm afraid that when I think about college in the middle of summer, I'm gonna break down in tears or get so excited I'm gonna miss some stuff. :)) I'm not sure if you get me, but ohwell. So yeah, after the 2 pm show yesterday, I realized that well today is the last day of May. I'm lucky tomorrow's not our first day, or even next Monday. Very lucky indeed. So yeah. I'm gonna go soul searching now. :)) Anyways, back to Groove Nation, I'll post some pictures in my Multiply site, duy. Maybe a few here too. :D Yesterday day was one heck of a day. :D I loved it.



Soul Searching

Anyways, yeah, I mentioned that I'm gonna search for my soul. Seriously. I mean it's a whole new phase in my life yada yada. I mean I haven't even mentally prepared myself for college. I'm not talking academically (It'll take me months to mentally prepare myself for that.) , I'm saying I'm not mentally prepared to face new people, miss a whole lot of my best-est friends, the "freedom" that comes with college. It hasn't really sunk in yet. Most of my friends are already totally excited about college. I mean I am too. It's just that I feel like I haven't totally I don't know "gotten over" high school. Ohnoes. This is gonna be an emo post. Here we go. :)) Again, I still can't imagine waking up 6 am for school, figuring out which corridor to take (right or left), saying hi to teachers I've known for years, smiling to the guards which have been very very nice, seeing familiar faces, knowing a few things about them [through stories or Multiply or Facebook. :)) ] I guess it's the whole leaving my comfort zone kind of thing that kinda freaks me out. Yeah. I'm trying to remember now if I went through this same thing when I transferred to Pisay for High School. I guess not. Maybe because I was just too young then. I only remember getting excited, meeting up with Angeli and Gian, going to the flag cem with this familiar face from MSA, who thinks like me in more ways that surprised me. I lined up behind this girl with the very very very very long hair, whose hair is now short, and this girl who was in dread locks, whose hair is now very very very straight. They talked about their hair, I wasn't talking to anybody, that fact did not freak me out. I wonder why. Now I think, if this happens to me in college, I'd prolly freak out that I'm the only one not making friends. Later on, in the auditorium I got to talk to the long-haired girl which got me talking to this dread locks hair girl. The next day I met her football friend, this super quiet snowy white girl, until now is still snowy white. We met this friendly short girl then this seemingly mataray girl then this girl who really irritated me because she wore shades. (Apparently she had something in her eye that day. :)) ) All of these people became my very best-est friends. I can go on and on about how I met all of the people that have changed my life but it'd be totally long. And now we're gonna go in different directions. :(( I'm gonna start to cry now. :D Mygosh. Ohwell. This is precisely why I will soul search. I need to let this out. I need to acknowledge this feeling that I'm leaving high school behind. My favorite adviser told me that high school really is different. "Iba ung bond." Yeah. I do believe that. My brother is still with his high school friends, some of me older friends from SHS still hang out with their high school friends. So yeah. Well, I'm gonna make sure that I see my best-est friends all the time, still. :D Anyways, there's this guy last night from Groove Nation too. We were in the backstage getting ready to get our certificates, he suddenly told this girl from AC I think. "Seryoso ako, i-treasure mo ang high school mo, nakaka-miss." Sentiiii. :| Yeaah. I'm sure I'm gonna miss high school, but I want to enjoy college too. I mean really enjoy it. :D They say it's fun. :))

So yeah, I'm gonna go search my soul first. :D Be sure of myself and other things before I take the plunge into this whole new place. We're having a prepcourse on Wednesday til Friday so I'm hoping to more or less stumble upon my soul before Wednesday, so that I'm am conditioned to take in college. I mean it would just be so sad for me to suddenly breakdown in the middle of our prepcourse now, wouldn't it? :))

So yeah.
Let's go!

Yeah, so whee, a few minutes of blog time. :D I was tumblr hopping again and I saw this in Eka's tumblr. :D [gloomandbloom.tumblr.com]


I found this picture really really cute. :D Then Shallow Hal suddenly came into my mind. It's this pretty old movie of Jack Black and Gwyneth Paltrow. I totally forgot Jack Black played Shallow Hal, I guess he wasn't that famous then, or at least to me. :)) Anyways, so the basic plot is that Jack Black is hypnotized so that he sees unattractive women extremely attractive. Instead of seeing their physical appearances, he sees their inner beauty. :D So yeah, he's gonna fall for Gwyneth Paltrow who is apparently a very very fat girl, but to him, she looks like, well... Gwyneth Paltrow. :)) Yeah. I just saw the ending last night and then I caught this scene where his best friend finally figures out what's wrong with Jack Black (He was trying to figure out why Jack Black is so crazy about these unattractive people.) He breaks the curse and then Jack Black's "vision" is back to normal. After realizing what really happened to him... [insert conversation]


Whee. I loved that conversation. So yeah, whee. I'm not sure about the ending but I'm pretty sure they ended up together. It's all so sweet. It's just sad that Jack Black had to see Gwyneth Paltrow first before he really got to know Rosemary. I wonder how many people I didn't get to know because they didn't look like Gwyneth Paltrow (or some hot guy. :)) ) Well, I wish there weren't many. Ohwell, lesson learned. Look past the appearances people. I mean it would suck if someone refused to know me just because I'm not Gwyneth Paltrow. Yeah, that'd really suck. Ohwell.

So yeah, in case you didn't get the connection between the picture and my post (I doubt it though.) It's because this cookie-head bride could appear ugly to a lot of people but not cookie monster. He's in love and he doesn't care what cookie-haters think. :D Aww.

Yeah. :D

So the copy-paste posts continues!!! Got this from tumblr. Again. :)) I found it really cute. Definitely worth sharing.

What is Love?

“When my grandmother got arthritis,
she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time,
even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.”
Rebecca- age 8

“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.”
Billy - age 4

“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on
shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.”
Karl - age 5

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of
your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.”
Chrissy - age 6

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.”
Terri - age 4

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she
takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.”
Danny - age 7

“Love is when you kiss all the time.
Then when you get tired of kissing,
you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that.
They look gross when they kiss”
Emily - age 8

“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.”
Bobby - age 7

“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.”
Nikka - age 6

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.”
Noelle - age 7

“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared.
I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.”
Cindy - age 8

“My mommy loves me more than anybody.
You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.”
Clare - age 6

“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”
Elaine - age 5

“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.”
Chris - age 7

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”
Mary Ann - age 4

“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all
her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.”
Lauren - age 4

“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.”
Karen - age 7

“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.”
Mark - age 6

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it.
But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.”
Jessica - age 8

Yeah, the bold ones are the ones I totally love. These kids are smart. :D

Some lines from Privileged. :)) Don't you just love them? There are types of guys which are the end-of-movie type of guys and there are some who are just stops along the way. Well, true. Do I even have to expound? But seriously, all I want is for you to play a semi-long scene. Long enough for you to be important. Like in Definitely, Maybe. Ryan Reynolds only chose the three girls that well are sorta bigtime in his life. I mean, played significant parts in his story. All I ask is for someone to play one of those three girls, you know. I mean, I'm too young anyways to meet that guy who will be at the end of my movie. :)) Actually, maybe not. Some people meet the love of their loves at a very young age. I wouldn't mind really, but to be, uh, more realistic, I'm okay you know with meeting Emily first, or something. :)) Well, you get it. It'd also be cool if I get to play one of those three girls. :)) Knowing I've touched someone's life. :D I mean even if it's not til the end. Heartbreak is inevitable, I guess. So yeah. Speaking of this whole, til the end thing. :))

So I've been updating my iPod songs, yeah. So I don't have a lot of OPM songs in my ipod. It's not because I don't like OPM. I actually do. It's just that I only have 4 GB of memory, and there are song which I really really really love which I will never ever get to hear on radio. You know what I mean? I love so many bands/songs, and not of all them are well mainstream-y. :)) For OPM, I only get to hear the famous ones, or at least semi-famous ones. I don't really search the depths of the Earth for not-yet-famous OPM songs. So yeah, so I thought before I better save my memory for those foreign songs since I prolly won't ever get to hear them around, than OPM songs which well I will hear all around the country. :)) But ohwell, I tried to download some songs of SIlent Sanctuary because I love their "Ikaw Lamang"... then I got to download this Kundiman song. I love it. I first heard the whole song after downloading it was that night, and it was so quiet. The song just pierced through my heart, man. Right through my frigging heart. :)) It makes my want to cry. It's so honest. :D Amazing. Pure genius. :D You should listen to the song during scary-quiet moments. It's like you'll see right through the song. :)) Well, whatever. :D Anyways, oh yeah. I was gonna talk about Restaurant City. For the record, I'm not an addict. :D Really. :D All I care about is that I have a really really beautiful restaurant, and my workers look nice. So yeah. I really do not care about my rank. In all honesty. :D So anyways, playing restaurant city got me thinking that life in Restaurant City is really simple. I mean your workers rest then they work [without pay]. You are allowed to trade banana for beef. You click on the trash around your restaurant and it disappears. It's so easy to earn money and all that. Wow. It's so cool. Maybe life should be that easy. Hmm. :))

Oh yeah and I really really wanna watch this masked guy. I got to watch him before in Exposed. I wonder if that show still exists. He'll expose the magician's secrets and all those stuff. That would be so cool. Ohwell. I remember that Exposed also exposed the whole "Man on the Moon" fake thing. They showed how it not real and all because the flag was waving and supposedly there's no air in space and all that. Interesting. :))

I'm gonna try to post some stuff later too. I've been tumblr surfing again. It's so addicting. :)) I was planning to make this post a really long one but ohwell. Maybe next time. :)) I still hope you got my stuff. :))

I'm waiting for my workers to reach 100% again and I'm also waiting for Privileged to load, so whee. Blog time. Though I hate writing not knowing what to write about, whatever. :)) I feel like typing. :D Anyways, so I'm on the third episode of Privileged. I didn't really wanna watch that series when it first came out because when I looked at the picture, I saw this semi-old girl. Well, she's not old, but she's not Gossip Girl young or 90210 young. So I thought it was for well, older girls. :)) Anyways, since I ran out of shows to watch (coz for some weird reason I didn't wanna finish Heroes. Weird.) I tried watching it and it's not bad at all. So it's one of the shows that are supposedly gonna be canceled soon... and well, I'm not exactly surprised. :D It's not really about being in a rich society like Gossip Girl or 90210. I mean, it's barely even about high school. [Or i just haven't watched enough episodes to know... :)) ] It's more about this tutor who's trying to change the rich girls' lives. The younger girl is even super nice, totally unlike GG. The older sister, who I'm guessing is supposed to be the bad girl, is not even that bad, she's just extremely protective and all that. But I'm starting to like this show, I'm so intrigued by her relationship with Charlie. So even when this lead girl was still in NY, she still chats with this guy. It seems like they talk everyday. And now that she's back, they talk to each other everyday. He's the one she goes to when she's so messed up. I think they're like childhood friends or something. Gosh, I wish I have that type of relationship with someone. Well, duh, if you haven't guessed it yet the dude's totally in love with her. :)) But whatever, I really do wish I have that type of relationship, you know the whole childhood friends thing or childhood sweethearts. Because I barely remember my kindergarten days, and I was straight to Holy Spirit for Grade School I didn't exactly have lots of opportunities to have childhood sweethearts. :)) It's okay I guess. I barely went out of the house, the kids around our house are way older than me... so yeah. But whatever, it's okay. I do remember having a crush in kindergarten though. I still remember his name. I wonder where he is now. I haven't seen him since then. If I run into him anywhere, I'm sure I won't be able to recognize him. Tsk. Tsk. Just goes to show how strong our bond was. :)) Well, maybe it is really really cool to be in love with your best friend, like the Jason Mraz song. You know everything about each other. You're totally comfortable around each other. The type that he's already part of almost every aspect of your life. No worries, so carefree. Hmm. Ohwell.

Hmm, what else...
Hmm. Can't think of anything else. My workers are 100% already. Whee. :D
Oh and I realized how much I miss icons. :D I saw this from my photobucket. I uploaded these ages ago. :)) Comeon, they're all so cute.