stuck inside the house on a friday w/o classes. does my life suck or what?? my 'kada was supposed to go out today to celebrate andy's birthday, but due to unforeseen circumstances--to any of which we have no control over--the 'outing' had to be cancelled. andy was not feeling well at all yesterday so... there. no use celebrating the birthday of someone real sick.
aww... was really depressed and pissed yesterday. but i kinda feel better now... last night, chelly called, and she helped me get over things... but still...
i've just been SO looking forward to today's trip with the barkada and when i found out that it was cancelled all the perkiness just... flowed right out me. [sigh] i just miss my friends so much. though we get to see each other every single day in school, we don't spend much time together. inna and i have meetings all day long, tasia and nica have to attend to their own committees, myky would usually rather go with the bffs, and andy and celine just kinda hang in there...
and then there was that issue with the medical dental thing. argh... i got pissed coz it seems as if the teachers don't give a damn that we're also in 'full throttle mode' with the preparations for the juniors' night [which by the way, and i'm not at all sorry to say this, is muchos more difficult to prepare than the legacy. <<== ookay, i'm talking bull i know, since i have yet to experience the pains and woes of a fourth year student, but what the hey! fit of all too RIGHTEOUS indignation]. aah.. they just dump this activity on us. and the thing is, ms. babeth actually VOLUNTEERED our year level for this, and i just SO know that she won't really give much of damn about the preparations part since... ack... she's not good at organizing things. [i am SO mean].
but then again, [as pointed out by lorra yesterday] this is but a small sacrifice. we were allowed to carry on with the juniors' night, and if that means that we have to organize a really really complicated and crucial event [which supposedly, the SENIORS were to organize]... then fine. bright it on, luv, we can handle anything coz we rock.
oh god oh god oh god... i am so gonna fail at everything...
not only do i NOT know anything connected to the medical dental mission [since the last time i actually got 'involved' in this was back in my grade school days], i also don't think i can handle added responsibilities. but still... i'm willing to try. urgh... got really embarassed and sorta hurt when lorra mentioned that she could just take care of the whole thing [instead of me]. haay... parang its a huge affirmation of the fact that i suck, i don't have experience therefore i will only make an awful mull of things, and that i don't rock.......
haay... drama queen talaga ako. i know i should be happy that lorra's volunteering for this... i mean, this is 'de-loading' [<< ms angeles' word] right? pero... wala lang... i'm the batch rep, so this is my job. its just shameful and totally embarassing... that i have to pass it on to another person. arghh...
*change topic*
was supposed to go out with celine, steph, and nica today -- go tah glorietta, eat, watch a movie, have fun, meet celine's prospective prom date... but mutti wouldn't let me go. for some INSANELY covert reason... they wouldn't allow me to go! and its just so freakin' frustrating coz other kidlets... they're allowed to go where ever they want to, do anything they want to, drink anything, say anything, be with anyone... and these kidlets don't give a damn about their grades, responsibilities as a student, as a daughter, etcetera, etcetera. I TRY. i try to do everything that i could... god damn it, I TRY TO BE A GOOD DAUGHTER. but i guess i'll never be able to satisfy 'em or meet their standards. in mutti and vatti's eyes, i'm just a psychotic misfit rebel black sheep that deserves to be locked up in a tower with other mentally mad persons. it doesn't matter that i have damn good grades, or that i don't have any vices... nah... i'm STILL the worst thing that ever happened to them. i am the plague... and as their looks and glances say in defeaning volumes: ISA AKONG WALANG KWENTANG ANAK.
[head over feet - alanis morissette]
1 more year, dudes... just one last year... then when i get to college i can just fuck up my life... become the ganja-loving-stoned-at-all-times-drunk-at-all-times-daughter my parents think i am. i'm gonna smoke til my lungs disintegrate into two pitiful lumps of ash, drink til my liver turns purple, and participate in sessions til all my neurons disappear. hand me a cocktail darling! we're gonna go ALL OUT!
i'm tired of being the goodie-goodie-contrite-stuck-up-bitch. for once, i'm gonna act like a selfish adolescent--self centered, sabog, at walang patutunguhan sa buhay.
don't get me wrong... i know my parents love me. and i love them just as much. [ho common! do you think i'll bleed my neurons dry for nothing?!] its just that... they don't understand. i'm different... from my sister... i go out, i have a social life, i wanna party, i wanna rave and rant and scream my lungs out together with a thousand other angry people in a gig...
[sigh]
one more year...
here's to the good times.
<10:30>
"What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means(I'm not okay)..."-My Chemical Romance's I'm Not Okay [I Promise]
definitely no longer searching for utopia, an ergaslophobic student and aspiring thespian, a true blue Filipina and Assumptionist, existing in a state of utter discombobulation, *BROKE*, and fattening myself up in time for the next human sacrifice ritual in tondo, manila...
Stars and Nebulas
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wissa
Flight
Alanis Morissette
Carbon Stereoxide Studio Notes
Cold Play
Dashboard Confessional
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Haruki Murakami
Milk&Cereal
Miss Saigon
Paulo Coelho
Rent - the Musicale
Shawn Mullins
System of a Down
The Simpsons
The Sims
The Used
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==:::A Few Friendly Reminders from your Resident Sane Psycho:::==
life is an unequivocally fast paced string of events, where the essence of a lifetime can be captured in a single breath, love can develop in a second, and where a long journey can feel like just another ride in the metro rail...
so put on your pink tinted glasses, wear your cheesiest smile. life's too short and much too precious to waste with the frivolities of a shallow existence.
let's limbo!
change is the only constant thing in life.
though it is most difficult to cope with change, we must.
it is survival. it is evolution.
but then again,
what if this change is brought about by paranormal sensations and emotions, unforeseen circumstances, hormonal imbalances, and... the weather?
what if this change is caused by things that are not things. forces that are immaterial?
how do we cope?
how do we end the relentless and crazed see-saw of intense emotions churning deep within us?
how do we stop misery?
how do we prolong happiness?
with a four millimeter bullet?
with a cup of peppermint-tasting cyanide?
with prayer?
i don't know.
i can't even begin to pretend to know, or to comprehend.
and i'm sure,
neither can you.
and it scares me.
it scares us.
that this we cannot understand.
everything else --science, mathematics, ratios, proportions, wars, peace talks, chocolate sprinkles and gum drops, ponies and rabbits, Nobel awards-- we know.
but this,
this simple shift of light and darkness,
this slight distinction,
this sudden rearranging of matter, molecules, and sensations.
this indescribable phenomena.
this we cannot even begin to grasp.
illogical, senseless, strange, odd.
fleeting, momentous, gargantuan, colossal.
what is the meaning behind this change in mood? in feeling?
what is the real root? the common cause?
perhaps we have been doomed to be this way.
to not understand.
to be left in the dark.
doomed to be able to adapt with everything else but this simple swing.
this simplistic issue.
never to find a way to evolve around it.
but perhaps.... in this case,
evolution is not survival.
for if you can just grin and bear it.
take it for what it is.
let go of the logic behind it.
perhaps then, survival is possible.
change is not imperative.
accepting is a prerogative, the answer, the key.




