Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Somewhere in Northern America, a long time ago, a village was enjoying the rich and fertile soil graced upon it by a lake that was situated at its very heart. The people were very happy and contented, for they could depend their livelihood not only on their harvests (which are of great abundance), but also on the blessings of the lake. ~*One morning, there occurred a weak earthquake. It wasn't alarming at all, and the villagers continued with their lives as if the occurrence were just an anecdote waiting to be gossiped- no big deal, hey! But the next day, all of the villagers were found dead, as if they had all just fallen dead on their tracks. Corpses littered the streets, fields, and houses. Paranormal experts and policemen were sent to the area but not one of them was able to offer a plausible explanation. It remained to be a baffling scene until the scientists came.
~*The explanation: When the earthquake occurred, mineral deposits from the bottom of the lake surfaced and reacted with each other, forming a huge bubble of carbon monoxide. The bubble grew larger and larger unbeknownst to the people, until it burst at dusk and... Well, you could imagine what terror occurred next: people thinking they could run away from it but dropping dead in the middle of the road anyway- their skins burnt and their hair falling off their heads... According to the news, the carbon monoxide reached as far as 1000 meters, causing more injuries and deaths. The cattle and the crops were all spoiled, too.
Thus marked the sad ending of the harmonious and bountiful village that relied on the lake- lost in a shroud like the mist that envelopes it at night.
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The truth is... I'm feeling terribly angry right now. I'm unleashing my anger through this keyboard and a bag of cheese-n-beef nachos, and I still don't feel right. I've got to admit that during the past few months since I graduated from high school, I've changed a lot.
HIGH SCHOOL: (1) I never liked studying. (2) I don't take down notes (especially kay Sir Samson, hehe). (3) I don't lug around my books, notebooks, etc. (4)Most prominent: I'm mean; so not kind; an attitude-disaster, you'd think I was raised in the streets. <--Get this point. Next.
COLLEGE: (1) Studying is fun! (2) Taking down notes is fun! (3) I don't gallivant much, it's a drag 'cause it's so cold out nowadays. (4) Get this: I'm kinder. <--Get this point.
But I've thought this thought before, ruled it out, thought it again, believed in it, ruled it out again, and now I'm believing and philosophizing it: You're being taken advantage of because you're too kind. Other people would see you as kind and would push you around, order you around... UGH! This isn't me... I'm not kind... I don't give... But at least I try to... I TRY... I want to see what it's like, and I don't like it... Not at all...
You see, we had choral speech practice today, and we ended up with something monotonous. Dea and I approached the leader and suggested marveous ideas to her... Well, she turned a deaf ear on us... Oh, okay...
So then I just idled around with some friends nearby (while the others discussed plans on how to make the presentation more monotonous-- er, I mean presentable. And then this girl calls out "Ano ba? Maki-participate nga kayo!" angrily...
Aba't...!
~*THE FOLLOWING PORTION IS NOT RECOMMENDED FOR YOUNG AUDIENCES. PARENTAL GUIDANCE IS RECOMMENDED.
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Juuuuuuuusssst kidding! Nope, hindi ako magmumura sa blog na ito. Hindi ko kaya. Yikes, eh kung mabasa ni Tweety? Anong iisipin niya?
There! Now, I feel better... ^_^
Picture me in relation to that lake now. I've been a help, just like it, but was poisoned with lots of assorted emotions inside of me too, capped up with my natural warfreak attitude. It just took a little stimulation- a little 'earthquake' to have made these contents bubble up and resurface and... Death. Injuries. Illnesses. Sufferings. Remember my 'hate organization' scandal three years back? I can at times be sooo angry I could really kill. But I want to change not just for what other people would say about me but also for myself. So you see, I'm fighting a battle with myself. I want the old me to dominate- to be the one that is manifested- but parang nakatatak na sa utak ko that college is a lot different bacause it comprises of a lot of different people. Maybe I'm just plain scared, or I just really want to renew myself, to be cleansed from the old me... Though I know I would never rid myself of it. I've learned from Mam Lalet (psychology): personality is 60% hereditary and 40% environmentally- influenced. Argh!
It'll come up to the clear, this mind of mine, when it's ready. For now, I'm hungry. More nachos!
~*The explanation: When the earthquake occurred, mineral deposits from the bottom of the lake surfaced and reacted with each other, forming a huge bubble of carbon monoxide. The bubble grew larger and larger unbeknownst to the people, until it burst at dusk and... Well, you could imagine what terror occurred next: people thinking they could run away from it but dropping dead in the middle of the road anyway- their skins burnt and their hair falling off their heads... According to the news, the carbon monoxide reached as far as 1000 meters, causing more injuries and deaths. The cattle and the crops were all spoiled, too.
Thus marked the sad ending of the harmonious and bountiful village that relied on the lake- lost in a shroud like the mist that envelopes it at night.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The truth is... I'm feeling terribly angry right now. I'm unleashing my anger through this keyboard and a bag of cheese-n-beef nachos, and I still don't feel right. I've got to admit that during the past few months since I graduated from high school, I've changed a lot.
HIGH SCHOOL: (1) I never liked studying. (2) I don't take down notes (especially kay Sir Samson, hehe). (3) I don't lug around my books, notebooks, etc. (4)Most prominent: I'm mean; so not kind; an attitude-disaster, you'd think I was raised in the streets. <--Get this point. Next.
COLLEGE: (1) Studying is fun! (2) Taking down notes is fun! (3) I don't gallivant much, it's a drag 'cause it's so cold out nowadays. (4) Get this: I'm kinder. <--Get this point.
But I've thought this thought before, ruled it out, thought it again, believed in it, ruled it out again, and now I'm believing and philosophizing it: You're being taken advantage of because you're too kind. Other people would see you as kind and would push you around, order you around... UGH! This isn't me... I'm not kind... I don't give... But at least I try to... I TRY... I want to see what it's like, and I don't like it... Not at all...
You see, we had choral speech practice today, and we ended up with something monotonous. Dea and I approached the leader and suggested marveous ideas to her... Well, she turned a deaf ear on us... Oh, okay...
So then I just idled around with some friends nearby (while the others discussed plans on how to make the presentation more monotonous-- er, I mean presentable. And then this girl calls out "Ano ba? Maki-participate nga kayo!" angrily...
Aba't...!
~*THE FOLLOWING PORTION IS NOT RECOMMENDED FOR YOUNG AUDIENCES. PARENTAL GUIDANCE IS RECOMMENDED.
...
...
...
...
Juuuuuuuusssst kidding! Nope, hindi ako magmumura sa blog na ito. Hindi ko kaya. Yikes, eh kung mabasa ni Tweety? Anong iisipin niya?
There! Now, I feel better... ^_^
Picture me in relation to that lake now. I've been a help, just like it, but was poisoned with lots of assorted emotions inside of me too, capped up with my natural warfreak attitude. It just took a little stimulation- a little 'earthquake' to have made these contents bubble up and resurface and... Death. Injuries. Illnesses. Sufferings. Remember my 'hate organization' scandal three years back? I can at times be sooo angry I could really kill. But I want to change not just for what other people would say about me but also for myself. So you see, I'm fighting a battle with myself. I want the old me to dominate- to be the one that is manifested- but parang nakatatak na sa utak ko that college is a lot different bacause it comprises of a lot of different people. Maybe I'm just plain scared, or I just really want to renew myself, to be cleansed from the old me... Though I know I would never rid myself of it. I've learned from Mam Lalet (psychology): personality is 60% hereditary and 40% environmentally- influenced. Argh!
It'll come up to the clear, this mind of mine, when it's ready. For now, I'm hungry. More nachos!
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Seven minutes to eight and I'm still sitting in a demon-infested internet cafe (it's dark, noisy, full of shouting and cursing gamers- you'd even think I'm exaggerating) researching for diagrammatic drawings of hay infusions and dandruff.
Dandruff! I mean... Puh-lease.
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But I wouldn't sacrifice if it weren't for you, cutie. Ask me to bring the moon and place it at your feet and I will... in your face that is. A dark half-moon shaped shadow around your eyes.
Halatadong wala akong magawa, noh? Makapag-tagalog na nga lang muna. Argh.
Nung Friday pala, nanood kami ng Sukob, dalawa lang kami ni Krisia. Bonding, kasi nag-mimiss out na kami sa isa't isa. Sabi niya, hindi siya natakot sa pelikula, sa mga sigaw ko lang. Ako naman kasi, hindi ko mapigilan... Masarap kaya sumigaw! Eh sa nagugulat nga ako eh, alangan namang pigilan ko? Eh kung mautot ako?
Hala, halatadong ako'y bad trip! Bakit kasi yung pinakamahirap pa ang na-assign sa akin? Hay infusion? Dandruff? Sinong normal na tao ang magpopost sa internet ng pictures ng dandruff sa OIO? At ng diagrammatic na picture ng hay infusion na may mga nagse-sailing na protozoans at looba-loobas? Ay, kung hindi lang ako in-love...
Kamusta na kaya siya? Hmmm...
Anyways, naghahanap nga ko ng medyo malapit-lapit na guy eh... Para naman may malas na naman na taong mapagtritripan. Meron nga eh, pinopormahan ko, lagi akong nakangiti sa kanya... Kaya tuloy panay na ang tingin sa akin... Baka inaantay niyang masilip ang lalamunan ko or something. Hehe, pero... cute (^_^). Pwede... Quality...
Ay, eto nakakatuwa... Noong laboratory Tuesday kasi, niloloko si Pres. Renz nina Elaine at Steph sa harap ko. Kasalukuyan siyang nakasilip sa microscope (yung ill-stricken hay infusion na iyan)eh minamasa-masahe siya nung dalawa, kinikiliti-kiliti... Wa epek naman sa kaniya. Ako, try ko! Pero seductive massage, more like a slow seductive stroke (kagat ko pa iyong lower lip ko). Dahan-dahan sa kanyang likuran... Nagpipigil na kaming lahat ng tawa... Nang bigla ba namang lumingon! Ay, putcha, caughta in the act! Sabi niya, 'Bakit ba?' in a nice, teasing way with matching nakakalokong smile. Hagalpakan na ng tawa... Tapos noong medyo nag-subside na, umupo ako sa tabi niya, tapos naka-smile siya... Steeg! Go Hannah, go Hannah, go Hannah, go! Yeah!
Masarap palang pag-practice-an itong blog na ito ng Filipino! Mag-iwan ng komento!
Maghahanap pa muna ako ng hay infusion at dandruff... Haaaaaayyy...
Dandruff! I mean... Puh-lease.
...
...
...
But I wouldn't sacrifice if it weren't for you, cutie. Ask me to bring the moon and place it at your feet and I will... in your face that is. A dark half-moon shaped shadow around your eyes.
Halatadong wala akong magawa, noh? Makapag-tagalog na nga lang muna. Argh.
Nung Friday pala, nanood kami ng Sukob, dalawa lang kami ni Krisia. Bonding, kasi nag-mimiss out na kami sa isa't isa. Sabi niya, hindi siya natakot sa pelikula, sa mga sigaw ko lang. Ako naman kasi, hindi ko mapigilan... Masarap kaya sumigaw! Eh sa nagugulat nga ako eh, alangan namang pigilan ko? Eh kung mautot ako?
Hala, halatadong ako'y bad trip! Bakit kasi yung pinakamahirap pa ang na-assign sa akin? Hay infusion? Dandruff? Sinong normal na tao ang magpopost sa internet ng pictures ng dandruff sa OIO? At ng diagrammatic na picture ng hay infusion na may mga nagse-sailing na protozoans at looba-loobas? Ay, kung hindi lang ako in-love...
Kamusta na kaya siya? Hmmm...
Anyways, naghahanap nga ko ng medyo malapit-lapit na guy eh... Para naman may malas na naman na taong mapagtritripan. Meron nga eh, pinopormahan ko, lagi akong nakangiti sa kanya... Kaya tuloy panay na ang tingin sa akin... Baka inaantay niyang masilip ang lalamunan ko or something. Hehe, pero... cute (^_^). Pwede... Quality...
Ay, eto nakakatuwa... Noong laboratory Tuesday kasi, niloloko si Pres. Renz nina Elaine at Steph sa harap ko. Kasalukuyan siyang nakasilip sa microscope (yung ill-stricken hay infusion na iyan)eh minamasa-masahe siya nung dalawa, kinikiliti-kiliti... Wa epek naman sa kaniya. Ako, try ko! Pero seductive massage, more like a slow seductive stroke (kagat ko pa iyong lower lip ko). Dahan-dahan sa kanyang likuran... Nagpipigil na kaming lahat ng tawa... Nang bigla ba namang lumingon! Ay, putcha, caughta in the act! Sabi niya, 'Bakit ba?' in a nice, teasing way with matching nakakalokong smile. Hagalpakan na ng tawa... Tapos noong medyo nag-subside na, umupo ako sa tabi niya, tapos naka-smile siya... Steeg! Go Hannah, go Hannah, go Hannah, go! Yeah!
Masarap palang pag-practice-an itong blog na ito ng Filipino! Mag-iwan ng komento!
Maghahanap pa muna ako ng hay infusion at dandruff... Haaaaaayyy...
