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* Saturday, March 29 * Feeling: ugh...
Latest indulgence: more chocolates than I've ever had since... I can't even remember Current frustration: Brother/s, weight issues, grade issues, computer issues, where do I begin? Craving: something other than all THIS I want: to escape for a moment. Last Movie Seen: The Thomas Crown Affair Flipping through: Polgara the Sorceress (again) Project: Ms. Rom's assignments, possibly a new fanfic Song I'm Singing: We're Dancing by Mandy Moore Blogger deleted my last blog entry. Harrumpf.
*sighs* Am quickly running out of money for the summer. This is what happens when one goes to Podium without one's parents and only one's aunts who one feels uncomfortable asking money from. Wanted to buy so many things... I wanted the hardbound volumes of poetry by Alfred, Lord Tennyson and William Shakespeare. (Nobody give me crap about how Shakespeare is an overrated git who committed plagiarism - I love him all the same. You know what they say - "Immature artists imitate. Mature artists steal.") I wanted to buy this comical-looking book called, "The Sisterhood of the Shared Pants" or other. I wanted to finally buy Queen of the Damned - even if it had the ugly, awful-looking, MOVIE cover. I ended up buying Polgara, as I need it for "research purposes." (Cyn alone would know the awful embarrassing reason.)
Terrifically bored.
I want to watch Dead Poet's Society.
Dammit. * Friday, March 21 * Feeling: strangely detached - Susie Salmon detached
Latest indulgence: strawberries and chocolate Current frustration: same as the last time... oh wait, diet problems? Craving: real contact I want: to just STOP for a while Project: planning my summer Song I'm Singing: Graduation Song of Seniors '02-'03 My parents are weird. When I asked my mom for permission for the "baking party" at Pia's house on Tuesday, she got her "loud and exasperated" expression on her face and said, "Wala ka talagang tigil, no?" She's irritated that I've been going out of the house at least twice every week. She and my dad think that letting their only daughter grow up to be a lacuachera is something positively damning, or something. All right, all right - too much is never a good thing, but this isn't too much! My mom knows that I'm trying to get as much time with my friends, because of the stuff I told her, but she doesn't understand that keeping busy the way I'm doing it is more about me than it is about being with my friends. When I'm out, when I'm busy doing something out of the house, I have no time to think, much less get depressed. I'm trying to avoid a repetition of the vegetable incident of 2000, so far I've been doing a good job. But if they cart me off to Cagayan for 3 weeks, I don't know if I'll be able to handle it. I don't want to lose myself somewhere where I probably have nothing to come back to. If I go to Cagayan, avoiding the "vegetable disease" will be downright impossible. Everywhere I'll look, I'll see THEM, and I'll feel that aching sense of loss and being left behind. If I go there, there will be nothing left between me and my thoughts. I don't know if I'll be able to take that.
Graduation wasn't bad. I felt an unexplainable sense of sadness for the seniors though... I saw them and... I don't know. I just felt so... sad. Certain lines from the grad is ecchoing in my head.
"What does one say when there is too much to be said?"
Am not exactly sure if that's how it goes exactly... It was the only thing I caught of Claudia's speech, much to my annoyance HANDS had to be prepped. I think that it describes perfectly the feel of the moment though. What can you do when you're falling from a cliff already? Do you make attempts to cling to the walls, in hopes to climb back up? Or do you cling to those falling with you? Do you say everything there is to be said? Or do you just fall silent and pray that whoever already knows? Am I making sense here? Or am I just babbling incomprehensible nonsense?
But by far, these are the most haunting lines of last night. It's the last part of the first verse of the graduation song. It struck me.
"When friendship lasted more than a day
Grabe...
Nabaliw na talaga ako... * Thursday, March 20 * Feeling: kind of pensive
Latest indulgence: too much Toblerone and ice cream Current frustration: summer activities Craving: that giddy feeling of happiness I have when I'm in school I want: to go home - don't ask. I feel homesick, even though I'm in my own house. Flipping through: Noli Me Tangere Project: going through my summer booklist Song I'm Singing: Your Heart Will Lead You Home by Kenny Loggins This is it. Graduation Day... Not my graduation day, but still... I don't know. It's gotten me all maudlin. I'm not sure, if it's because it's the senior's graduation, or if it's because I know I'm going to be third year next year and we're being reshuffled, or it's simply because I miss my friends and I will miss THEM. I feel awful. I feel awful in that silent, subtle way that borders on probable despair, but I don't think I have enough in me to be "despairing" right about now... Cyn is right... What is it about summer and boredom and depression? They just go so well together. *rolls her eyes*
I just don't feel well right now...
Oh, before I leave, congratulations to Trix and Krystle! Am so happy am going to be seeing you two next year. * Tuesday, March 11 * Feeling: incredibly stupid
Latest indulgence: chocolate, TV and the PSOne Current frustration: was unable to celebrate my bloggie's one year anniversary on the proper date. Craving: ice cream I want: to get out of the damn house Flipping through: the canvass for the digicam my mom's planning to buy Project: too much stuff to mention Song I'm Singing: Sorta Fairytale by Tori Amos Have just realized that little voice is already a year old. Was not able to celebrate it on the right day and I haven't ade any plans of how to mark this momentous (for me) occassion. Dammit. Have also just realized that I've probably been a FF.n author for about three years, but have not paid much attention to whatever I write there and have most probably been banned already. Syet. *mopes around* Now I have to do something special for me bloggie. I owe it to her. We have a special relationship.
Don't mind me. Am being weird again.
Maybe I should formally name and baptize little voice...
Maybe.
Am going to the derma later. Someone save me. * Monday, March 10 * Feeling: odd
Last Movie Seen: Maid in Manhattan - terrible movie Latest indulgence: not exercising, but pigging out and lounging around like a couch potato (Aaron's gonna be pissed...) Current frustration: muscle pains from Powerdance, allergy attacks, dizzy spells Craving: playing the PSOne I want: to go out with people and money for a shopping spree Flipping through: The Godfather by Mario Puzo Project: summer plans, Anna's story Well, it's the second day of summer and what can I say? Am still not used to getting more than eight hours of sleep and have been waking up with the most irritating migraines. I have a cough too. Must get over this.
SY 02-03 ended terribly. It was not right. It shouldn't have ended that way. The week ended perfectly on Saturday though - Powerdance, the mall and then mass. Yeah, that was the proper way, right? Sunday was better though. Was finally able to talk to a really old friend after an entire year! *dances around wildly*
Am frustrated. I want to have the busiest summer ever, but methinks my parents have other plans. Harrumpf! Darn it, i have to do stuff this summer, or I will be reduced to a walking vegetable. Again. I do not want that. Must negotiate. Piano is not enough.
Am reading The Godfather. 'Tis a very good book - hahaha, the I-Ching of males everywhere! I can see why! Will bug my dad to buy the VCDs of the movies after I finish reading The Last Don. Will get to my booklist later. (procrastinate, procrastinate...)
Will try to go play PSOne now. |
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