Isn’t this a bit EMOtional?

There’s this song  with this line. I do not know the title and I just heard it from somewhere. Honestly, I admit that I’m quite emotional myself. Looking back from before, I’m more bottled up because of this annoying emotional trait. Later, as I entered college, it finally lessened. I became emotionally stable and socially active. Sometimes I do think I changed because of college. I wasn’t confined at the “religious” environment I had when I was in high school and even when I was in primary school.

And now, I’m saying that I’m almost over something other than being emotional in general. Something more specific and something that I thought would lead me to doom.

Did I just find “the light”?

Wow. I never thought smileys were around here. I guess it must be the light that I’ve found. I do believe I haven’t found

To many, what I am writing right now is obscure and nonsense. As we grow older, we do realize a lot of things. This is one thing I’m so sure of. I guess I must’ve spent a lot of nonsense times in my life. If I put those times together, I must say that I regret everything that had happened…

REGRET. REMORSE… what could be worse than these? I could not think of a word yet. Someday, I’ll be able to express what I really intend to say. Of course, not in my usual blatant manner, but in a way that I could not hurt anyone.

This is really the IT!

Earlier this morning, there was a heavy traffic jam inside the campus. The jeepney (Katipunan) I was riding moved like a turtle amidst the other vehicles. Inside the jeep, the ambiance is so humid. Everyone inside the jeep almost tapped their foot impatiently. Even before going in the campus premises, there’s traffic, and it irks the rest of us that even inside the campus there is traffic.

Upon drifting at the corner along Yakal going to the gym, there’s more of the traffic jam. Most of the passengers went off already and walked the road leading to AS and FC. I tried my best to text my report partner Sheedee to ask her if Prof Argete has arrived the classroom; however, the Globe service seemed to encounter technical difficulties again. I sighed in exasperation as the jeep moved slowly. Manong driver finally told us that the Ylanan road is closed that’s why the three of us left must go and walk alongside the other people. And so we did.

As I walked, I noticed that a lot of people were gathered in front of Quezon Hall. Luckily, the 8:30 AM program hasn’t started. I was able to sing the National Anthem with my fellow UP people and after that the band also played "UP Naming Mahal". The sun shone so brightly as I contacted my mom telling her that I won’t go to Env Sci 1 anymore since it’s almost 9 and Prof Argete must’ve locked the door of Room 1 already. She insisted that I still should come, so I walked away the crowd. Sheedee’s life saving SMS told me that our class was canceled. I almost jumped in joy as I returned to the crowd, nearer the Oblation.

My mom finally called me after I send an SMS telling her that Sheedee told me we have no class this morning. She asked me to forward the SMS. I told her I ran out of load since I called her. She gave up, and she hung up. The program continued. It was already after UP President Emerlinda Roman’s speech, which included that she had just received the SMS about the 20,000 Php Centennial bonus for UP workers approved by the DBM and signed by the President of the Philippines herself accordingly. There was a loud cheer by the people. After her speech was the USC’s oath taking with Chancellor Sergio Cao. After that was the launching of the UP Centennial Postage stamps. I was truly impressed that they will have this stamp circulated everywhere.

Finally, it’s time for the balloon release. Everyone in the scene carries either a red or green balloon (or was it maroon?). Then the emcee said he’ll count to 100 and that after his counting, everyone releases their balloons. I laughed when he started counting at 10, then 20, 30, until he and everyone who counted with him reached 100. The balloons were released and fireworks (err was it fireworks in the morning? or just explosive sounds?) sounded. The balloons flew westward, blown by the early morning wind. Everyone clapped in unison. The band played again, and truly it was a happy celebration.

The emcee announced that our Student Council prepared something (was it food?) at Vinzon’s Hall. Everyone walked accordingly. I joined the other people since I can’t seem to find Emma, my friend. After sometime, I arrived AS and went to Casaa immediately. I was reloaded (my mobile’s load) and then I met Emma. Afterwards, here I am right now at Isko internet shop after a delectable meal at Rodic’s.

What else could I narrate? I plan to write something for UP on my 100th post here at Friendster Blogs.

This post was first conceived in my room and it must be under the title “The Thin Line Between Liking and Disliking Someone”. I went out for a while because I felt hungry, and after eating I cannot create a single significant thought with regard to my intended title earlier. So I decided to change it into this one.

-Now that I was enlightened, I just decided to continue this unposted/unpublished post I made several months ago-

I’m now going to continue about the thin line I was supposed to be discussing. Anyway, when we like someone, what only appears in front of our mortal eyes are the good things about that person. Little did we know, the things which are important about that person were hidden beneath it. And so something shall trigger and cut that thin line. That’s reality. When that thin line is gone, every single bad thing will haunt you. And so the more things you don’t want to see appear before you, the more you will dislike that person and thus, Hating him for life (or so).

It’s just as simple as that. The more you liked him, the more you will end up loathing him.

The Digital Pinoy is a website wherein you can download and get media files that are hard to find and or are already available to the market. Again, I forgot what my password is! I had to reset it and get the annoying number and letter combination. Thanks to copy and paste, I was able to paste it in the password box and I was logged in.

I downloaded a few songs, such as the Romantic Princess OST for the Filipino dubbed series aired at ABS CBN– Aiza Seguerra’s "Sa ‘Yo Lamang", My Girl Pinoy OST, Bitoy’s spoof of Rey Valera’s "Pangako Sa ‘Yo" entitled "Mas Tanga ‘Ko Sa ‘Yo", and finally the song entitled "Realize".

Now I want to sleep since my media hunger was satisfied again. Till next post!

Back with my colored post again…

It just so happened that I wasn’t allowed to go at the Toy Convention this day. I was  really expecting that I can come, and my online buddies were also expecting to meet me. But then, I knew this would or could happen. When I plan out something carefully, it is usually busted.

After realizing that when I was in 3rd year high school, I become less of a planner. I only plan certain things. For example, I plan school activities and homeworks, TV schedules, and some "diabolical stuff". The rest, like barkada getaways, trip to there and so on, fall under those plans that go busted when planned.

That’s why my motto in life became something like this:

"Expect the unexpected" or "It’ll happen the least you expect it"

So there. It had occurred to me many, countless times. That’s why I try my best to stop from planning ahead in the future. But you see, it can’t go on like that. What had happened to me after following what I blindly believed in led me to downfall. It’s too late for me to realize that I’m failing already and it’s hard to go up to the seemingly pedestal, where I was standing tall.

It must be too bad for me. I did not mind at all. I remained in my happy-go-lucky attitude. I continued slacking. I still was at the edge of the cliff, but some sort of a miracle pulled me back to the "main road". I found out that after some sacrifices done, I could easily go back without "bleeding efforts". I always thought it might be the end, but the good thing was I kept my smile plastered in my worried face.

I wonder what’s about to come. Will I still be the same slacker I knew for years? When will I get tired of seeing "other numbers than the most wanted" in my CRS site? I finally want to succeed. I finally realized what I was missing, yet I do not want to be that competitive girl from Primary School.

I’ll just let things happen as they will happen. Surely, there’s a force that works within and it makes the whole silly world go round.

Can’t wait for the day that I could understand and analyze MUCH MORE things that I can do now. I still feel I’m so stupid. I’m baka-ish. Or maybe I’m a BIG "baka"

Unfortunately, my Firefox browser is loading too slow so I have to use the Safari one and this one has no colors and all that on it. Even the spacing when using Safari in Friendster blogs is quite not good.

I want to begin this post telling those who come across this blog that Friday the 13th is not unlucky at all! I wonder who began this notion… wait I’ll do some google-ing…

And so I continue. It has never happened to me that I became frustratingly unlucky during Friday the 13ths since young. In fact, two of my closest friends celebrated their birthdays Friday the 13th–Roy and Edrianne. We term this day as a lucky day for us three friends and we hang out happily and not being that super cautious people fearing the said day.

Finally after google-ing, I saw this particular word that caught my attention: “paraskavedekatriaphobia”. This one is the fear of the Friday the 13th. The other word mention is familiar with me: “triskaidekaphobia”, the fear of the number 13. This triskaidekaphobia word was my classmate’s vocabulary word for our English class years ago.

For you not to search and to make things easier while re-reading my post, here’s the info from Wikipedia about Friday the 13th:

History

Both the number thirteen and Friday have been considered unlucky:
In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve recognized signs of the zodiac, the twelve tribes of Israel, the twelve Apostles of Jesus, etc., whereas the number thirteen was considered irregular, transgressing this completeness.[2] There is also a superstition, thought by some to derive from the Last Supper, that having thirteen people seated at a table will result in the death of one of the diners.
Friday, as the day on which Jesus Christ was crucified, has been viewed both positively and negatively among Christians. The actual day of Crucifixion was the 14th day of Nisan in the Hebrew Lunar calendar which does not correspond to “Friday” in the solar calendar of Rome. The 15th day of Nissan (beginning at Sundown) is celebration of Passover.
Despite the onus on the two separated elements, there is no evidence for a link between the two before the 19th century. The earliest known reference in English occurs in a 1869 biography of Gioachino Rossini:
[Rossini] was surrounded to the last by admiring and affectionate friends; and if it be true that, like so many other Italians, he regarded Friday as an unlucky day, and thirteen as an unlucky number, it is remarkable that on Friday, the 13th of November, he died.[3]
However, only in the 20th century did the superstition receive greater audience, as
Friday the 13th doesn’t even merit a mention in E. Cobham Brewer’s voluminous 1898 edition of the Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, though one does find entries for “Friday, an Unlucky Day” and “Thirteen Unlucky.” When the date of ill fate finally does make an appearance in later editions of the text, it is without extravagant claims as to the superstition’s historicity or longevity.[4]
Though the superstition developed relatively recently, much older origins are often claimed for it, most notably in the novel The Da Vinci Code (and later the film), which traced the belief to the arrest of the Knights Templar on Friday October 13, 1307.[4]

Pasting in Friendster Blogs using Safari Browser sucks.

That would be all for now! Happy Lucky Friday the 13th!!

Right now, I am at Green Shoppe, the green internet shop at UP Diliman’s Shopping Center. It was just a while ago when I suddenly heard the thunder growling like a wild animal from outside. And then rain poured aimlessly. Many people shed inside the SC, and a lot were incoming holding their umbrellas. Luckily as I thought to myself, Ballet class has no meeting and I went here immediately.

While I was at the gym, it was a bright, sunny day. Before that and before having lunch at Katag, I was at FC and while having our Political Science 1 class it was also pouring like this.

WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON WITH OUR WEATHER?!

I hope our Environmental Science 1 professor tells us something about this crazy changes. He said that or should I say he told us that his PhD is Climatology. As far as I know, it would cover this heck of climate change. I wanna be enlightened.

Saikou no Kataomoi ｢最高の片思い」
~The Great One-Sided Love~

Saiunkoku Monogatari Season 1 ED Song
       sung by: Tainaka Sachi

You are always so free…
What kind of dream are you chasing in this rain?
While fighting loneliness somewhere
You seem to be holding back tears…

You are the same as me, alright albeit alone…
Even though it’s a detour, why do I like this path?

The time is great and I’m happy,
Because I remember you.
This brilliantly colored season will surely
Send you these thoughts.

Longing, liking and hating
What is called ‘emotion’ differs everywhere…
When you are at the beautiful river,
I want to be there too.

Other than ambiguous words, other than a simple promise,
I long for your hand’s warmth and time alone together.

If, in case you are sad,
In case tomorrow isn’t in sight -
I want you to rely on me,
And on your feelings, after this.

The time is great and I’m happy,
Because I remember you.
This brilliantly colored season will surely
Send you these thoughts.

I love school. Yes, you might think I’m lying but since I was a child I really love school. It’s pretty much boring to stay at home and be left behind, right?

So there. I was having a fun time of my life while texting with my UPD friends when I saw Corno (my PCC ex-classmate)’s shout out. His classes start on the 16th. We’re in the same year although different schools. I checked other people’s posts. Indeed, they start at the 16th. I was damn pissed.

But to think that we went to school earlier would make me conclude that WE’LL get out of school earlier–could be a sad or not thing.

Can’t wait for the Centennial activities. Can’t wait to start school. Can’t wait to meet new classmates… ^^ (those ellipses mean SOMETHING, for those who do not know)

Uh okay. My point here?

…is the TITLE of my post. Yeah right.

But whatever happens, I just feel uh, let me say, URESHIKUTE! (SHIAWASE!)

PS: We (PMM Club and I) went to SM City Taytay earlier. Then there was a BLACKOUT! Wahaha! I couldn’t help but search for my mother amongst the crowd. The generator worked after a few seconds, but then the aircon still does not compensate the human heat.

It sucks. I was wondering if I’d go back there, but who the hell cares? Taytay, Rizal is kinda far from Pasig. And I was there for Faye’s birthday.

I soooo missed my COLORED posts!!!

Safari has a cute font and nice interface, but still that browser sucks when it comes to add-ons. Oh well, enough of my rants about Safari since Mozilla is not working again! YAY Me!

Okay. Before we get to the convertible issue, I want to say that I STILL DO NOT KNOW HOW TO DRIVE and it drives me nuts. Seeing some peers and cousins driving their own cars and going to some cool spots makes me feel a bit sad. Of course I am happy for them and obviously they are older than me so I have to accept that fact. I still have to wait till I get 19 years old or something (I hope the limit’s 21 years old or else I suck!).

Now going back to the convertible, I was browsing yet one of my favorite Yahoo! pages, the Autos. Here’s one I like, although I want it blue.

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$43,200 - $49,100

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$39,745 - $45,170

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So there. Isn’t a convertible cute? It’s so trendy. However, an SUV is more useful for barkada outings. But then, thinking about it, this is way better.

I want to acquire something like this in the near future once I graduate and have a job of my own. Right now, we cannot afford a car worth this much! (Tell me about it,) Cars are high-maintenance stuff and gas prices skyrocket. I do wish for something as cool as this, but taking into consideration what we can afford, obviously I’ll settle for other stuff first.

I do want to get a better job (good is overused) so to have this kind of cool car (well not EXACTLY this one since I am so sure that there’ll be better models in 10 years time). As for the meantime, I will study HARDEST (but still go out on weekends) and will NOT CUT CLASSES (unlike before). I don’t want to upset my parents anymore, and of course I’m upsetting myself a bit.

Dreams? As I’ve said in earlier posts, they DO come TRUE! "Dream on" is not a negative phrase or statement for me. It motivates me and challenges me to acquire better skills and whatsoever, so in the end it won’t be a dream.

As Sasuke said, "My name is Sasuke Uchiha. There are tons of things I dislike, and I
don’t particularly like anything. And, I don’t want to use the word
dream, but I have an ambition. The resurrection of my clan, and
definitely to kill a certain man." -care of Naruto Wiki- which is so dark and filled with angst, I wanted to use the word "ambition" instead. But then thinking about it, it’s just too HUMAN for me to use that. I’ll just go with Naruto:  "Believe it!" -care of Naruto Wiki- ("Dattebayo!<- was that it? Hmn…).

So then this ends my midnight post. Actually, the exact midnight has passed, but I want that word so much.

彩実春