I'm waiting for Kyle XY to load, so whee. So yeah, I think I've mentioned that I've been watching Kyle XY this break and I love Matt Dallas.



I saw this other picture from sexy beast's tumblr. I love it. I love the song, I love the video, I love Matt Dallas (Okay, that was just recently.) It made me so happy, so repost! And you see, I'm slowly starting to learn that I love old-fashioned stuff. It was first pointed out by my hairdresser, because she said the hairstyles I prefer (for my 4th year prom and Grad Ball) were both old school. And yup, I guess she was right. I just love the Old Hollywood look and all that. I like pin ups too. So Cool. My dream birthday party actually is the 50s theme, like in Gossip Girl. [ I think it was mentioned that was 80s, but I think it looked like the 50s, but whatever, that theme, whatever era that was.] So yeah, just sharing. 

I've been trying to blog since the start of sembreak. As you can see, I only blog er, monthly? (If I'm lucky. :)) ) Anyways, I'm making this list of Things to do before I turn 18. So far, I can only think of some. Hopefully, I can make a real list by December. Um, travelling through MRT-LRT (with the whole changing trains thingy included) is part of it, eating shrimp/seafood again, riding a bike again, playing Flight of the Bumblebee again. So yeah. :) So yeah, if I come up with the new stuff, I'll make sure to add it in my posts so that when I look back on my posts, I won't miss anything. :D

So random stuff on my mind. 

I love Kyle XY. I can't believe I didn't watch it before. I got the chance to watch it in Star World some time last last week and I've been watching everyday since. I love Matt Dallas. I know he's cute and all, especially in the Katy Perry video, but he's in a whole different level of cute in Kyle XY! :)) Seriously. Since he plays some superdude with "amnesia", he always has this puzzled look on his face and that's what I love. It's incredible. His confused face is awesome! Anyways, yeah. I'm in Season 2 now, I hope I don't get disappointed. :)

I tried reading Pride and Prejudice before the end of sembreak. I got to finish Book 1. I love it. I saved a few quotes in my laptop, which I reformatted. :| I totally forgot about those quotes I saved there, so gone. Ohwell, it's fine, I'll try to borrow it again so I can finish Book 2. I wanna read Classics, you see. There was this survey/quiz thing in Facebook where you check the books you've read and the average person supposedly reads less than 18? or some small number. Well, for the record, I passed that number but when I compared my number with the people commenting on the quiz, it's so small. :| It made me realize I'm missing a lot on classics. So yeah. Plus I realized it's my first time to be in a school with a huge library. I get overwhelmed in Rizal actually. I still have to remind myself that I can actually find books I'd actually want to read for fun there.

So this is in Maldives. They held a cabinet meeting underwater. I think (emphasize think because I didn't read the text) they were trying to make a statement about climate change. So apparently, their country will sink if predictions are true about climate change. Anyways, yeah. I think this is a pretty cool statement. Interesting and hopefully effective.

Um, I've been trying to decide if I should make a tumblr or not. I LOVE browsing through tumblrs of different people, so I'm thinking if I should make one. Well I decided not to because well after this break I'd prolly leave it like my other sites. You see, I'm desperately trying to keep this blog somewhat alive. :)) At least I have something to look back to and stuff. Plus, I thought I can post pictures here anyways too. I've been doing that last summer. So yeah. But I love the fact that more and more people are creating tumblrs, now I have more tumblrs too look at. :)

Um, I got to watch Sex and the City, and 500 Days of Summer, I think within the same weekend. So first of all, Sex and the City. I've never watched an episode before, but I loved the movie. So yeah, there was this scene where Carrie typed:
Love.
Love...

Amazing. I was planning to start my post with that. (That plan was around the same weekend when I thought I'd blog about it. :)) ) Anyways, Jennifer Hudson said she moved to NY to fall in love. Etc. Etc. Love was all over the movie. Just the way I want it. :)) Anyways, even if 500 days of Summer is supposedly about a break up, it's still about love and stuff. I loooove the movie. :) It went beyond my expectations. Anyways, I love the dancing part and all that when the guy was all in love and stuff. I wish I'd feel that way soon. I hope I will. Soon. So I was planning to talk a lot about the movie, especially with the whole confusion about, does destiny exist or not, stuff like that. I didn't exactly get that part in the movie. Well, E said that the narrator said that destiny didn't exist, stuff are just coincidences, but the dude still believed in it. So I'm with the dude. Yeah. :) DESTINY EXISTS. I'm just saying, there are so many things you can think about that, when you didn't do this then this probably won't happen and stuff like that. Well, it's true. If people just look more closely at their lives, then more people will believe. Yeah. It was also mentioned in the movie that if people didn't believe in destiny, life would be much easier. Well duh. A lot of things can be easier if you want it to be, but people don't do that because well it's not fun. It's not the point. Plus, almost all great love stories have super huge conflicts and stuff. I seriously believe it's part of what makes it great.

Anyways, another thing. I got to watch the last minutes of The Sweetest Thing. I know I've watched it before, and I sorta remember the plot but I didn't really know that Cameron Diaz plays a character who's afraid of love, and afraid of taking risks. So yeah. :)) Then I remember again, how sucky I am at taking risks. I just have this feeling that I know how things will turn out if I did something, so why will I do it, if I'm 90% sure it will end badly. I'm not someone who's convinced by a 10% chance. Ohwell, it sucks but whatever. I shall include that in my list: Take Risks. :) So yeah, I've had this picture in my desktop for weeks. Now, I can finally post it. Whee.




I saw this other picture in tumblr, it's a quote, something like "I gave my heart to someone and he won't give it back." When I read that, (I know this'll sound cheesy.) I understood. I realized I was dying for that someone to give me my heart back for an entire year. I felt that I gave so much and got nothing, and I felt sooo bad. I mean really bad. When he finally returned it, yes he did, it felt great, and it was of perfect timing. :)

 Here's to all her closet fans.




I'm coming out.
I want the world to know. :))

I am going to post this in case I forget the feeling I had. :)

I just checked the dates a while ago. Planners are good for you people, they help you remember things you might have thought aren't really important but maybe after a couple of months become super important. So the first date, I love that number. There's something about that number. The next date, it's my favorite number. So yeah, I smiled to myself when I saw those dates. Harhar. 

I was there waiting on a table. I was alone. I'm rarely alone because I don't like it. I don't like being alone especially in public places, it makes me feel awfully sad. But I was alone, at least for a few minutes. I was staring at something(s)/someplace. I was thinking of something/someone that was sorta significant during that moment, but that was just hazy. I was like in my quiet place. Rare again. :) I'm a pretty loud person. Yeah. Then there he was, in my periphery vision. He was alone. I naturally look at people around. I usually look at each face when I pass by a crowded corridor. I'm not sure if that's weird, but I'm really like that. I'm just curious really. So duy, I looked at him. Okay. Innocent looking guy. Then something entered my brain, something that made me look again. So I did. Then again, okay. 

So I forgot about that already. I'm not sure when he disappeared but he did. There were different people in my periphery already. :)) Okay, so the beautiful day went on and I was already in this place. I was very happy about something. Something very rare again. That's why I was seriously super happy. So I started looking for someone, I saw him and called him. My ears were probably blocked, or I was just too happy to notice I kinda shouted. After that two people stopped talking, then looked at me (the freak who shouted) then BAM! BAM doesn't even cover it. I saw his beautiful, seriously wonderful, light brown eyes. There was something about it. It was the sunlight, the angle, the everything. I seriously thought of Big Fish (one of my favorite movies) after that moment. It was mentioned there that when you find the one for you, time stops, literally. Well, I guess, time stopped. I think my jaw practically dropped. It was the first time I've seen his eyes like that, actually it's the only time until now. Maybe I was hallucinating because I was so happy. Whatever. I will never forget that face with those beautiful brown eyes. Amazing. 

Well yeah, so basically that's what I want to remember. 
Blogs are supposed to help you remember.
So just in case I forget, whee. :)

In case you get to read this by some absurd twist of fate, please don't freak out. :)) I just found you really cute. Actually eyes lang. Before. :)

I feel weird today. Considering it's my post-heck week weekend, I'm not that happy. Oh well, maybe I'm just relaxed and all that I feel kinda slow and down. It's so funny remembering how many times I've used "I feel weird" in my posts. Gaah, I barely have time to post these days, so I just post pictures and stuff. I'd love to make my own tumblr since I love viewing other people's tumblrs but I don't think I can leave my LJ. It's just so emo and dark and full of memories. :)) One of the reasons why I started blogging anyways is so that I can remember stuff later on and what's weird is that I only blog about sad things or stuff. Well, not really happy things. :)) I always forget to blog about happy things because I'm too busy being happy or I'm too busy uploading my happy pictures, or staring at them or something. Whatever. So today, I did nothing but watch Boys Over Flowers, stare at my Facebook home page. So I guess that makes me happy. :D But maygaash Jun Pyo left already. I think I can watch the next episode again next week. Ohwell. Anyways, here goes my random bursts of emotions and thoughts. Don't tell me I didn't warn you.

So I woke up today at 11 am. I woke up earlier actually as usual but then fell asleep again then woke up again then slept again, a typical weekend morning. It felt so good not feeling the need to wake up because I have to study for something. It really feels good. :D Anyways, I had a dream. About him. Again. In this place. Again. I don't remember the details exactly, and I don't even remember if it was a happy dream or a sad dream. I'm doubting that it's a happy dream. My dreams about him have always been rather... sad. Well, at least for me. Anyways, so ate breakfast, after an hour, ate lunch then started Boys Before Flowers marathon. I took a bath and I painted my toe nails. It's just my third time painting them, you know. Woohoo. I'm getting bored with the color actually because I only bought one plus the clear one. I thought it was baby pink but apparently it's some sort of shiny platinum-ish pink. It almost looks silver. Anyways, I still suck at it. It's like a toddler trying her best to color within the lines of the coloring book. I used to color really well. That's so sad. I was in my room the whole afternoon (which is very rare) watching Boys Before Flowers while painting my nails. It's one of those days when I feel like I need to reflect on my life.

Bea gave me this orange clock with the date thing on top of it. You press it everyday so the new day appears. I suck at describing things. Whatever, anyways, I pressed the thing and realized it's August 15. I totally forgot it was August. Well, I did not forget that it's August, I just forgot what it means now that it's August. It means a lot of things. I guess. But there's specifically a thing which I remembered, especially since I just dreamed about it. I guess that fact depressed me a little bit. I seriously wish I can do something about it but then I realized what if I did get the chance to talk? Will I? I'm pretty sure I won't. What if someone actually introduced me, I wouldn't be able to say anything back. I might even embarrass myself BIG TIME. It won't be first time it would happen. If ever, it would be the third. So sad. If I can't even bring myself to think of what to do, mygaash then what will happen? Nada. Nevaah. Evaaah.

Plus there's this thing I notice about transformations. It's been creeping in my head for a week now because I keep seeing girls I used to know. It takes me minutes, even days to remember who they are because they've transformed. In a good way, in some ways I guess. But they really are SO different and I keep thinking will i be like that too? Well, actually, I'm thinking do I want to be one of them too? There's nothing bad about it I guess but the hassle and all that. Plus, I don't think I'd be able too. Self esteem issues suck. :)) Since I'm about to turn 18 maybe I do have the permission to transform. Hmm. The question is how? And I don't think I'd be able to keep it like that. So yeah. We'll see what happens. But I'm pretty sure I'd still be like this. :)) I just really wonder when those people transformed. Hmm. Speaking of turning 18, there's this huge debate whether I should have a debut or not. Well I want one, but it doesn't have to be grand but I do want people to dress up for it. Not formal, just semi-formal. Just cocktail dresses and collared shirts. I'm fine with that actually. Whatever goes really but I just thought of my color motif. Hooray for me. :D I also thought of my photoshoot. Typical photoshoots happen in gardens and beaches. I would LOVE to have mine on a beach. But the thing is it's so common already, and I don't want mine to be cliche. So I saw this picture in Frances' tumblr and I want a photoshoot like that girl. A girl in a ball gown on top of a roof. Yes. I want my photoshoot to be in unconventional places like that. I seriously want it to be on a roof. Oyea. I'm just saying, people, my picture will be taken on a roof. Don't you copy that. :)) I'm informally copyrighting that idea. =))

Ohwell, weird feelings. Maybe it's just the weather. Or maybe it's because I actually have time to think about other stuff. Scary. Whatever.

JUST SHARING. One of my worst weeks ever. It's very rare to have all aspects of my life awful at the same time. There's usually at least one thing that's okay, at the very least. This week, nada. Nothing was okay, I think. So whatever. It comforts me to see that others had a bad week too, but I can bet mine's a bit worse than most of theirs. :)) It was really awful. But whatever like I said, time to pull myself together. Here we go. :D So I can't really post wordy stuff because I should sleep now so pictures, as usual. :D


NEGATIVE.

POSITIVE.

I just had this really long post I just deleted. I wrote that yesterday, during my ME time, since classes got suspended in the afternoon. I was about to click Post when something happened and I went back to my page. I backed and backed but my entry didn't appear. Now I'm about to post another entry, it finally appeared. Anyways, I decided there's a reason I didn't get to post it yesterday, so I won't post it anymore. :)) Anyways, I'm really in the mood for writing stuff because I can't even think of a topic for my English paper which is due this week. Great. So I'm gonna go and post pictures. Whee.

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 :))