Grabe lang talaga yung mga requirements eh:

1. PGC Report - Saturday
2. BA Individual Project - Saturday
3. BA Long Fucking Test - Saturday
4. Envi. Sci. Report - Saturday
5. Fil Research Thesis - someday next week
6. English Book ReportSSSSSS; 3 books, thematic approach per chapter - Monday at wala pa akong nasisimulan

Utang na loob, palimos pa ng oras. Okay hindi ako nagpapa-extend para mag-summer, so okay fine gagawin ko na. Pero iba talaga kayo eh.

Imba.

Teka lang ha, ang dami niyo masyadong kailangan eh. Grabe.

Diba si pare gusto makapasa sa PMMA? Well konti nalang at papasa na siya.

I am one of those girls who wish everytime I see that it's 11:11. Stupid as it may seem, pero nagwi-wish talaga ako minsan. So one time winish ko na sana dito na lang siya at huwag nang umalis.

Not particularly na hindi siya makapasa.

And then the results came out last week... He didn't pass. Ayokong i-conclude na 11:11 wishes do come true because it is so illogical to prove. I just therefore conclude that I am one selfish pare who only thinks of her own happiness, excluding the wants and needs of the other.

Next year nalang raw. May poor eyesight raw siya kaya siya bumagsak. Okay, na-guilty ako promise.

I know it's so selfish of me. Is it my fault that I just want you here? :|

Woke up at 9, did the morning routine... was about to leave for school at around 9:45am but my dad was soooo annoying and he let me fix this ancient, auto-reformatting computer of mine. So I was able to leave at around 10.

Well my class is at 11. Nice.

Got on the bus at around 10:10 (yes talagang alam haha. estimated lang) and even though the ride was fast... I couldn't help but be worried. LRT-ed at around 10:45. Right then I remembered we have a reporting--well actually a role playing--to do.

And oh before I got inside the train, I did some stunts first: the train was already there when I was to pay for the card then I jumped here and there and ran... the door was about to close but I was able to go inside. But it hit my right arm so hard I almost did something bizarre when I got inside the train. I know you don't get it because I never explained a thing so clearly you were able to make a mini-movie inside your head.

Anyway.

I was so haggard and tired of running and running. Add the fucking rain to my bad hair day.

Well I got to UST at around 11:20 and thank God our prof's not yet checking the attendance or else it might be my 4th absent (absence o absent o whatever) already.

Then we did our SUPER ADLIB roleplay. It was funny though. I love adlibs. hahaha

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Soooo next I was playing cards with my other blockmates. With our piso-piso bets. We played BJ. Blackjack okay. No polluted minds please.

And I won 2 pesos at the end of our game. Hahahaahahah.

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Then before going home, we ate a lot of street foods. Well if it weren't free, I wouldn't be able to eat 'coz I'm saving all my money for the discounted Vans shoes I discovered at Rob yesterday. Oh God I wish it's still all there tomorrow.

I need to buy one na. So desperate.

Anyway I was about to go straight to Rob to buy that pair of shoes... not until I felt lazy doing so, so I rode the bus home anyway. HAHA.

Thanks for wasting your time reading this pointless entry. Night.

No wait, I never ended--nor started--my day without a corny knock-knock joke you could kill me now.

KNOCK KNOCK

who's there

FE-U-ST (parang feu-ust okay gets)

FE-U-ST who

............FEU....ST......what I see.... you're the answer to my prayer! and FEU...could feel... the tenderness I feel...you would know..it would be clear.. that angels brought me here!

(angels brought me here po yung song)

K BYE. KILL ME TOMORROW.

Ok I just can't help but fucking post this. Sorry for the cursing, I just couldn't handle my frustration well as a rational being right now.

My PC just auto-reformatted itself. Wow. Big wow. Talent ba yun? Inang yan. I don't know how it happened, it just did... according to someone here.

Now all my secret and uncopied files were lost. Nawala lang naman lahat. In a snap. In a fucking snap. You just ruined my day. It was fun you know, watching Alice In Wonderland and Timezone stuff... until, until he told me what happened to this fucking ancient computer. I swear I'm gonna burn you when I earn enough money to buy a laptop (as if)

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My bag was almost robbed kanina, around 9:30pm, while my friend and I were looking for a bus in Pedro Gil. Thank God I am sensitive enough to feel that the fucking retarded old man was opening the small zipper of my backpack. Sana binigay ko nalang sa kanya yung powder ko kasi yun laman nung maliit na pocket e, baka gusto niya magpowder diyan. Ina niya.

Well minura ko lang naman siya nang bonggang-bongga.

Tinawag ko pa ulit na, "Oy!" sabay isang malutong ulit.

You're so very welcome.

And a big thanks for ruining my almost-perfect day.

Hindi ko alam kung bat biglang bentang-benta ang "knock-knock jokes" sa UST. Pero araw-araw namang nabubuo ang araw ko dahil sa mga 'yon! HAHAHAHAHA. Yan tuloy napagawa ako ng isa(well actually 4th year pa 'ko nang maisip ko 'to):

knock knock

who's there

KARIMAN (yung sa ministop)

kariman who

KARIMAN, KARIMAN, no he KARIMAN... pokerface! he's got me like nobody!
(can't read my, can't read my, no he can't read my pokerface... para sa mga slow :D)

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA Weh. Ok bye murahin niyo na 'ko. Haha.

Last Saturday was my pare's HS dance. He was telling stories about what's going on and stuff as we text. I asked kung ilan na nasasayaw niya, sabi niya marami-rami na rin. Then after a while he said, "ito na, last dance na raw, teka". Kaya hindi na ko nagreply. Let him enjoy the party, sabi ng isip ko.

For a minute I was thinking so hard--who is he dancing with right now, is he enjoying, who's the freaking girl (hahaha), was he the one who asked or is it the one he's dancing with, blah blah.

Tapos tumunog cell ko, sabi sa text, "ahaha, di na ako maglalast dance". Fuck him. I was forcing him to dance but he's making his stupid reason: lalo raw siya magkaka-cramps. Yeah right.

ako: ano ka ba, sayang yun, last dance yun
pare: d yun
ako: bakit ayaw mo?
pare: gusto ko ikaw =))
ako: o tara sumasayaw na 'ko
pare: left, right, left, right... bulong sayo, pare, sorry talaga kahapon pare :| (yun yung talkshit siya for the 3rd time)
ako: left, right, giling =)) sigaw sayo, ok na nga yun
pare: late rep, batt empty na cell ko. forward, backward.. eh, paulet-ulet na kaya kapalpakan ko
ako: ok lang yun. o sige na, that means i-enjoy mo na ang party mo. babay, goodnight and enjoy pare

Hindi pa rin umalis sa isip ko na ayaw niya mag-last dance. Tinext ko friend ko at shinare ko yun. Reply niya:

" Aww.. Super love ka na niya, Iris. :') "

Humiga ako't huminga nang malalim. At naluha.

Babaw 'no.

Gusto ko manuod ng Paramore concert. Sabi ko last year pag-iipunan ko yun e, kaso as usual bankrupt na naman ako. Pinagplanuhan rin namin 'to ng friend ko na sabay kami manonood pero wala talaga e. Dami gastusin e. Naubos pera ko kakakain sa UST. Araw-araw na 'ko late umuuwe. Basta.

Well hindi ko naman fave ang Paramore. Memorize ko lang kasi mga kanta nila, as in lahat (sa unang album) nung hindi pa sila sikat. So feeling ko may sentimental value sila sa puso ko.

Gusto ko pumunta ng MOA bukas kahit pakinggan ko lang. Kung may marinig nga ako. Haha. Malamang dami na namang tao niyan bukas. Ehh I wanna be one of the "singit"s hahaha. Kahit marinig ko lang okay na siguro. Uupo nalang ako sa tabi mag-isa (yuck emo) tapos sasabayan yung mga kanta nila.

Iyak muna 'ko.

Basta baka nga pumunta ako ng MOA. Baka lang.

Penge nalang ng kasama. Haha.

I tried chasing it away but well, it's here to stay... for now. Sigh...

Another gloomy Sunday for me. Another day to spend thinking about my life, my son's, Mark's... Nicholas and I could go to my parents' house now, my son could play with his cousins and aunts and grandparents, while I stay in one corner, watching him have his fun. Yes, I am being selfish today, instead of allowing my son to enjoy other people's company, I have chosen to be selfish and keep him to myself.

I guess I got tired of going somewhere I'm not wholeheartedly welcome. Oh yeah, my dad's just one person, others are happy of my presence, but are they really happy? Don't they feel awkward? Don't they feel funny? Don't they feel squeasy? Don't they feel nervous about me being there and the owner of the house doesn't really want to see me? Do they think I can't feel it? Can't they see themselves around me? Can't they see the way they act around me? And I understand! Of course I understand! That's why I'm not putting them in the same situation again.

And yes, the thing I hated most about being there is hearing him talk to my son -- telling him he should stay there, telling him not to go back to our house, telling him not to go back to me. Is it a joke? Is it supposed to be funny? Am I supposed to be laughing? Well, it wasn't funny and I wasn't laughing.

It's Sunday. It's a family day. Supposedly. I used to belong to a big family but I guess not anymore. Nicholas and Mark are my family now. It's just sad that Mark's so far away and that I miss him so much. But someday soon, we can celebrate everyday, not just Sunday, we will be a happy family, and I would stop at nothing to get that happiness for Nicholas, for Mark, for me...