December 2010
43 posts
My tiring holiday.
Today I went to my friend’s house. We’ve been planning a get together for as long as I can remember but it was only today that the plans came to fruition. Granted, there were only six of us instead of nine, but honestly, ever since two years ago, it really has been just us six. It was a good day. We played poker (I won), did shots (in the end only three of us were drinking), and...
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“Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary.”
– Oscar Wilde (via quotewhore)
So much can change without changing.
good evening.
On yahoo groups.
Y!Gs are the main way to circulate information at our school. This means that it’s not confined to classroom use - if you are a part of any organization, you are a part of its group. Last year, I joined at least 10 groups during the first semester alone. Right now, I’ve got four pages for my list of groups. And to each I register to be sent every message posted. As a result, my mailbox...
My dashboard’s filled with pictures of Harry Potter characters from movie 1 to movie 7.1. I love it.
Cold's getting worse.
Argh! I hate having colds the most. You sniffle all the time, your head hurts, and it is plain gross. Damnit.
An uneventful night.
Haven’t been online for days… besides being super busy with all the holiday rush, I had a certain laptop situation which as of now is still not fixed. And it’s scaring me like shit. But there’s nothing much I can do, which pisses the hell out of me.
Had a pretty good haul this year. Gifts from godparents have been dwindling the past years because according to them...
I texted 8888 over 50 times but to no avail. Now my number’s blocked for the rest of the day. Seriously, it’s Christmas and I feel like killing someone.
I think I better sleep. Good night.
The parent is getting angry.
I haven’t been home a day and we have to travel already. Nowhere far, just to Sta. Maria, Bulacan. But still. This is one break with a hell of a lot of things to do.
Even heroes have the right to bleed.
Christmas break, finally.
I got home last night, around 9 PM. I ate way too much yesterday. I slept at around 1 and I woke up at 10. But no worries, because I don’t have anything to do for the next two weeks. Oh, bliss.
Good afternoon Tumblr.
Been watching my brother play L4D for the past...
That’s a whole lot of blood.
I’ve always liked watching my siblings play games. I’m no gamer but I do like watching. It’s probably because they’re loads better than me. Which is sad.
My mom’s getting mad. Uh-oh. have to log out. Good night.
My back hurts.
And my brother’s asking why I have to post it here.
And now I’m thinking, yes, why do I have to?
And I have no idea why, and why I’m even continuing this post.
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw...
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Good evening!
Sunday’s over- I’ll be going back to Manila tomorrow morning. Three more days before Christmas break. It sucks like hell but what can I do? Oh well.
I remembered this one time when my friend was talking about how one word or one phrase or one sentence can completely turn around one’s day. I don’t know if this holds for everyone, but as for me, the perfect...
This is so weird.
IF YOU’RE MY SISTER, SKIP THIS POST!
So my sister recently created a Tumblr account and followed me. I followed her back and then went back to school. So now I’m home and I’m looking at recent posts at my dashboard and when I see posts of my sister I’m like, “Oh my god it’s hers.” And then I realized, she can read my posts too! And I thought, this is...
All I want for Christmas is you. :)
Off with his head!
Home! I love it. Too bad I still have classes from 20-22. But still, a day here, not so bad.
I honestly don’t remember why I titled this post with that. Oh well. Happy holidays everyone!
On comments.
This is so totally weird, but one of my favorite past times is reading comments on Youtube. You find all sorts of people there - outspoken, smart mouth, trying to hard, very opinionated, conforming, everyone. There’s always something to figure out about someone who leaves a comment, whatever it is. Maybe the words you write say something more, and those are reflections of you. The words one...
I got so caught up downloading Christmas songs. It won’t be Christmas without those. I simply love them. Besides signalling Christmas time, there’s something about the songs - they are all happy, gay, hopeful. It’s like you can’t go wrong with those songs. They do nothing but uplift your spirit. Christmas truly is here.
Hope.
Our report in psychology is about hope. We consulted with our professor this afternoon to ask him just what exactly it is about hope that he wanted to see from our report. He told us we can do anything, it’s up to us, and a whole lot more advices. One question stuck in my mind though. He told us to try to ask questions and one of his questions was this: “What is the symbol of hope...
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Inspiring people: resurrection.
I had an account in fanfiction.net before. I loved the site. What’s not to love in interesting stories starring your favorite characters? So anyway. I tried making my own story. I was so into it, I even made an outline of all the chapters. However, as the ningas kugon person that I am, I never updated it again. For a year and a half, it was stagnant, only with six chapters. Then weeks ago, I...
Backreading is getting tedious.
I remember, 10 months ago, I would reach over 50 pages, I don’t know, I enabled the endless scrolling thing for my Tumblr, just reading stuff, liking posts I missed while I wasn’t logged on, simply looking back. It took me a whole lot of time already, and I haven’t created my own posts yet, but I liked it. But now, I don’t know, I can’t even muster 10 pages. I’m...
Second week at school. My weekend.
I did not go home last Saturday because my org had this big project, a Christmas carnival for special kids. There were booths and there were performers and there was free dirty ice cream. Yesterday, I went to SM North Edsa to meet with my parents because my brothers were still shopping for new shoes so they can’t come to me earlier. It was so crowded in the department store, it didn’t...
I really can’t type much because my little sister’s sitting next to me. Of course I get conscious about what I do when someone’s watching me. According to my psychology book, it’s called observer effect. There’s a tendency for people, and even animals, to change their behavior when they know they’re being watched. So my little sister has read the first part of...