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| As per tradition dictates, here is my Christmas wishlist. Everyone's welcome to give me one of these this Christmas (no, wait... make that obliged wahehehe), so ayun. Something to cheer me up for a change. My Christmas Wishlist
1. 1 million dollars (sawa na ako sa peso eh... dollars naman!!! hahaha) 2. white Mazda RX-7 FC3S (if you watch Initial D alam niyo na kung ano ito wahehehe) 3. grey Rav-4 (Bry akin na lang kasi kotse mo!!!) 4. mataas na budget/funds for UP Gawad Kalinga (grabe mahal ko talaga ito hehe) 5. X-BOX 3 (something to play for a change wahehehehe) 6. high specs laptop (seryoso I need a laptop na hehe) 7. lovelife! wahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha 8. Panic at the Disco original CD (waaaaahhh Carol!!!! I want!!! haha) 9. original light saber (kuya Marc gimme gimme gimme!!!) 10. cancellation of UP Tuition Fee Increase and STFAP rebracketing (oo lahat kami galit dito) 11. 1gb MP3 player (for more hours of listening pleasure. hehe) 12. success to our WRAP UP Concert on January 12 (my production child... haha) 13. did I already say lovelife? wahehehehehehehee 14. new set of light-colored long-sleeved polo shirts
15. laboratory equipments (hi-res IR spectrophotometer parang awa niyo na!!!) 16. passing grade in all majors (pangarap ng lahat ng Chem major ahihihi) 17. drum set
18. new set of suede Converse sneakers
19. a box of Pilot G-Tec 0.4 black
20. Death note (yung totoo at magagamit ko wahehehehe evil amf) ~more to come. probably.
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| It's like being bound to a leash that you just can't take off. That no matter how hard you try to think that it's already not there, it stays there tied around your neck, suffocating you to non-existence. The only thing that you can do - I can do - is be scared, and count the days 'til the death note hase been signed with your name.
I still wonder how long I'm gonna last that I sometimes wish that I just drop dead any second now. Forget the fact that school's already out 'cause the work just keeps on coming one after the other, that I sometimes forget the fact that I am still a student and not a full-time corporate official. The output's definitely rewarding but the life expectancy that I get seems to be getting shorter hahaha. I'm tired, definitely tired, but despite all that I still want to hold on to things... Stupid me for making my life this rewarding. Wonderful things come with a hefty price, after all.
I just don't like to see the things I gave my life to, broken. But then again that's the price that you pay for being stupid in the first place.
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| The pressure's just killing me. Two exams coming with my head still filled with the mumbo-jumbo of everything that goes on with my oh-so-busy life that it really makes me wonder if I can still hold on to keep smooth sailin' on my majors. There's just so many things to do that sometimes I already have no idea on what I am doing with my life that's so effing wild that it feels as if I am on a runaway roller coaster heading straight down to hell... And even when there's practically nothing to do on a certain day that is so unusual it feels as if there is so many things to do, and of course it bugs me the whole day thinking, panicking on what I am supposed to do when actually there's none... But when I already thought that there was actually none that I need to do I realize that there is something that I was actually supposed to do but it is now too late because I'm sleepy and cranky and I have to wake up early the next morning 'cause I have class and it takes me two hours to travel from home to class, but there's no choice but to do what I have to do 'cause it's due the next morning, which really sucks because the day has just been put to waste with pointless thinking and panicking, but come to think of it it was not totally pointless 'cause there was really something to panic about. I'm wishing half-wishing that I can finally take a break from everything. From school, from work, from commitments, requirements, assignments, and responsibilities that takes forever to list on paper. It's nerve-wrecking, I'm losing my mind, and now I am starting to hate Organic Chemistry which I really love but now I hate because it makes me mental... But don't get me wrong I still love Chem it's just the pressure's just killing me. Everything's killing me that even I would like to kill myself.
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| I want to cry but the tears just won't come out. This could probably be the hardest week that I shall ever encounter, but I am not to lose hope. I feel that no matter how hard everything could possibly be in the next few days I should take courage and take advantage of this opportunity. I don't actually know what could happen to me, but I think everythings all for good. I trust them that they are bearing in mind my safety and humanity, and they are not one to defy. It's just so that I am now fully afraid, I don't know what to do, but I have decided to keep mum about everything 'cause I feel that many people whom I love would be somewhat against it. Note to all: this is not something illegal, mind you. I texted someone dear to me to lessen my fear a bit, so shake off some of this feeling of anxiety. She didn't reply. But I guess it's all for the good, 'cause if she did, I wouldn't know what to do. I love all those people around me - my family, friends, colleagues. I just don't know how to tell them, maybe because I'm scared. But what is it that is to be scared of? Any moment in time one dies instantly, most likely at the most unexpected of times, and knowing that not a single second should be wasted. Still, I remain scared, fearful of telling my emotions, continuing to hide what I truly want to say. And I still can't find the courage to tell even in the midst of the risk that I shall partake. I love you all.
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| 1. Manny PacquiaoSure, he whips out those hard-hitting punches that brings opponents down to kingdom come, but he's such a big fat-ass. I mean, come on, little less on the ego levels, ne? It's bad enough that you can see his physically-distorted face every single bit of commercial on tv, but now he feels confident enough to run for office in Manila. Puhlease, enough of you. The good thing, though, is that whenever he's on a bout, traffic goes down 99.9%, corruption and crime rates goes down to zero, and malls become near empty. Or maybe I am exaggerating. But hey, it's a wonderful sight. Have him battle every single day and we could have a wonderful, peaceful country. 2. Time Pressure
Of course I shall always enjoy the thrill of having to work under pressure while juggling acads and fam and orgs and other responsibilities practically known to man, but don't you just hate it when it's getting over the edge? Like organizing a week-long affair and a concert from scratch in just the span of two weeks? Suicidal major. Still, the thought of the comeback after the event does gives the drive. 3. Teachers and/or Professors
It's kind of like a mutual thing - students hate their teachers, teachers give students hard time, and by the time we graduate we realize that we were actually smarter than our teachers and we immediately plot a payback. Of course this does have its exceptions as not all teachers follow suit with the others, as I can't deny I also have teachers whom I find myself in awe at. Sir Bañares you rock big time! 4. Emergency Appointments
Don't you just hate it when you have everything already planned to the smallest detail then out of the blue someone suddenly announces that you have to attend an emergency meeting? And this is not just any other meeting 'cause by the time you're there hoping it gets finished in an hour or so so you can still catch up on the thing you already scheduled eons ago you suddenly realize that this meeting will go on and on and on and on ad infinitum until the wee hours of early morning, which definitely means that catching up to that scheduled affair is practically and definitely impossible? Not to mention that this meeting wouldn't allow you to have yosi breaks in between? Aiiieee, que horror. 5. Burial, Funeral and the Ceremonies
I just hate it when I have to go to a libing, or shall I say a burial ceremony. It doesn't give me the creeps, mind you, I just hate the vibes that come with it. Wala lang. Though I love seeing people wear black. Haha.
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| Quick update:
> went to that RockEd event at The Loft in Rockwell last night with Kjwan. Free entrance, free food, free perks, free whatever. Thanks Rob for helping me out on some things. Hehe. =)
> thanks much to Carl for the ride home and the kwentos and shit. Much love, bro!
> saw Drew, Jen, and some other LaSallites (Lasallians? whatever.) last night. La lang, just had to get that off my chest.
> for that event, I only spent practically 20 bucks for commute from Alabang to bahay. Yep, everything I got for free that night. Hehe =)
> almost forgot. Thanks Bry for the dinner at Dencio's! Chili Wings, Crispy Pata, Crispy Kangkong, etc. are da bomb! Haha. Kudos bro! Text lang if you need help again. =) cheers to Sherwin na din. Hehe nice knowing you man!
*more details soon* - Location:mid-air
- Mood:wahahahahaha!
 - Music:"One Look" - Kjwan
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|  For those who can't see the embedded stuff: BARNYARD MUSIC PHILIPPINES is proud to present: 2 STEP MARV THE MUCH ANTICIPATED AND EXPLOSIVE SOPHOMORE RELEASE FROM KJWAN! OUT IN STORES: NOV 6 2006! Album launch party on Nov 14 2006 in Mugen Bar, Metrowalk Ortigas 730pm. Broadcasted live over Campus Radio 97.1WLSFM and The Home of New Rock NU107.5FM! For more details and audio streaming visit the OFFICIAL WEBSITE http://kjwan.net http://myspace.com/kjwankjwan_online in yahoogroups text KJWAN to 2910 and 286 for mobile updates on the launch! Announcement courtesy of: The Kjwan Street Team For applications and inquiries contact us at streetteam@kjwan.netFor general inquiries on the band please send us a message at info@kjwan.netPLEASE HELP US SPREAD THIS ANNOUNCEMENT!!! COPY AND PASTE AT WILL!!! THANKS EVERYONE!!!</textarea> | |
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| It took me weeks of blood, sweat, tears, and other bodily fluids known to man, but at least all's already finished. I'm officially back in the Institute and now no one can stop me in my goal for world domination!!! Bwahahahahaha!!!
Kidding aside, yes it took me tons of work to push it but in the end everything went okay. Got readmitted into the Institute of Chemistry as a BS Chem major and as of 2:00pm this day I was officially placed under regular status. Haha thank you Lord!^^ Which meant that I won't be having any more troubles with enrolment by Monday. Hehe =)
Another wonderful thing is that I was called to get my registration materials this Monday 10AM when regular students in my year level are supposed to enlist only starting Tuesday. Hehehehehe *evil grin*
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My
sister Trish and I went to this fundraising concert bit that our High
School had last Saturday. Wonderful, I thought - I envisioned seeing a
concert being finished by 9PM, knowing how yuppie our school could be.
We arrived there around 5PM, and a few minutes after we arrived, the
concert started. Of course, I enjoyed it. Or at least I tried to.
Seeing old acquaintances (yes, I never gotten myself used to
recognizing my old High School batchmates as more than mere
"acquaintances", so let's leave it as that) always never bring me to a
good mood, much more seeing the old school with the old teachers and
the, uhm... ancient? (i dare to put them all in context) nuns. The
horrifying memories of the four years you spent with those people
always give me the nightmares.
Okay, so I was never sociable when I was a kid. I had a few
selected friends, which even until now turns out to be some of the best
one's ever gonna have, and that I couldn't care less. The night of the
concert, I saw a lot of acquaintances, and of course I only could care
less. At times I tried to be at least sociable - by that I mean having
to smile at a person calling my name about a variable of meters away,
and walking far from the person a second after. Yes, I never was the
least sociable when I was a kid, and for their sake that should remain
as that.
Imago and Sandwich were the major bands for the night. For the
whole concert, I enjoyed studying the Philippine Constitution. Trish
and her friend Jackie the Vampire Slayer was screaming their lungs out
for Aia and the gang, that is until a nun passed by in front of them.
"That settles it, I really won't be able to sleep tonight," Jackie
said. "Why's that?" "I'll be having nightmares for the rest of the
night, and even the memory of Aia's dance wouldn't help." We laughed.
The night was fun. Food, music, people - okay, so with the
exception of the people, everything was great. The night was young,
and we partied.
And the concert went on until a few minutes past 9PM.
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