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Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Kung unsa'y mahitabo sa akong nasod... ganahan ko mu uli.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Done with the magazine. Done with the Filipino research paper outline. Done with seven sticks of isaw.
Championships tomorrow! Go Arneow!
Championships tomorrow! Go Arneow!
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Three little bites from Ate's morning pan de sal and we were off to the high school field for the football festival hosted by yours truly, the Arneow. 7 aside, dears. So Juris, our goalie, chucked a pair of gloves into my chubby hands (still rotting from the soccer-baseball days during high school.) Oh my gash (pun intended), nostalgia. I got a nice one on my right knee after trying to deflect Dor's kick. Tore my cheap-ass shin guards in the process. But it was fun. I had fun channeling Iker's energy (or at least, visualizing his God-like profile while adjusting my tattered gloves.)
Iker.
Hala Madrid! And um. Arsenal too.
Thank you Coach Brax for the treat sa Shakey's !!!
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LUSO mineral water. Nginom ta nah. Hahaha.
Iker.
Hala Madrid! And um. Arsenal too.
Thank you Coach Brax for the treat sa Shakey's !!!
LUSO mineral water. Nginom ta nah. Hahaha.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Hello, Valentine :)
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Nikay --
[noun]:An immortal
'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com
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Theresians from STC Cebu can now visit stc.edu.ph (official site) and staa-cebu.org (alumnae site).
(Insert nikAy here.) I wish they put this up last school year. That's always the case with STC. When you leave the school, something new and better comes up. I will send my children to school here. The campus shall be filled with butterflies and golden puppies who have been biologically designed to crap sugarless chocolate cake. Manoy Roy will have an assistant (pink) robot at the Prep gates. The school organs will finally have the freedom to print the word "fuck" in all articles and literary works. The canteen will sell beer and hard liquor.
Two things I learned in the quadrangle: 1.) soccer; 2) cursing in soccer.
Senior year.
Where the phrase "disisit pancit!" was coined (we were anticipating the uhurm scene of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.)
The auditorium. Ibong Adarna. The Twelfth Night. Graduation day. (found on the STC website: There are accessible comfort rooms for each sex.) HAH!
The athlete's solace.
I miss the ngo hiong.
Takyan tournament!
Our library smells bad.
But doesn't she look sweet?
[noun]:An immortal
'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com
Theresians from STC Cebu can now visit stc.edu.ph (official site) and staa-cebu.org (alumnae site).
(Insert nikAy here.) I wish they put this up last school year. That's always the case with STC. When you leave the school, something new and better comes up. I will send my children to school here. The campus shall be filled with butterflies and golden puppies who have been biologically designed to crap sugarless chocolate cake. Manoy Roy will have an assistant (pink) robot at the Prep gates. The school organs will finally have the freedom to print the word "fuck" in all articles and literary works. The canteen will sell beer and hard liquor.
Two things I learned in the quadrangle: 1.) soccer; 2) cursing in soccer.
Senior year.
Where the phrase "disisit pancit!" was coined (we were anticipating the uhurm scene of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.)
The auditorium. Ibong Adarna. The Twelfth Night. Graduation day. (found on the STC website: There are accessible comfort rooms for each sex.) HAH!
The athlete's solace.
I miss the ngo hiong.
Takyan tournament!
Our library smells bad.
But doesn't she look sweet?
Thursday, February 9, 2006
Katilaw na mo anang pilit-pilit cue? Mao na akong pangalan para sa Karioka, o Filipino Chewy Balls!Nya kahibaw ba mo na ang PHILIPPINES diay kay Pump Harder I Love It Please Please I Need Erotic Stimulation. Mao na'y sturya sa among maestro sa Filipino. Yehey. I am so getting my money's worth. Pero dapat kayahon ang research paper. I lab Fernando Amorsolo. Ipa-siga ang suga. Wa ko ana.
I think I'm going to be sick sick. Because right now I have mild colds (pero diay toh ang ilong murag gripo. Pero ilad rah! Hehe.) I like to laugh. It makes me smile. Ang labo, noh?
Wednesday, February 8, 2006
I love watching Budoy on Pinoy Big Brother. He is the bisaya's bisaya. I hope that Bob Day thing goes well for him tomorrow. But I find it disheartening now that he's being pushed into the mainstream. I know that one of the reasons why he's in that show in the first place is because ABS-CBN wants to expand its viewership. Very sad... Nagiging corporate sell-out na ang dakilang Sigbin.
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Today was uneventful. I was late for Math. I cut Filipino because I had to study for Botany. Hindi ko naman natapos. Argh.
Today was uneventful. I was late for Math. I cut Filipino because I had to study for Botany. Hindi ko naman natapos. Argh.
Monday, February 6, 2006
Fun weekend. We stayed in Mama's hotel, Oxford Suites, in Makati. Coolness. It was in the middle of the quasi-red light district of Makati. We slept there for three nights and refused to use the bath tub. Guffaw.
Lovely legal grape! Papa came over Saturday morning in a purple long-sleeved polo. He had to go to UP Diliman to attend the grand reunion thinger of that activist group he was a member of during the Marcos years. Was it KDP? I forgot. But he bought awesome shirts and button pins, and I sincerely regret not going with him.
Ask me why I didn't! Ask meh...
Because Ate Jus and I ran off to Divisoria with their money. Ungrateful biatches. Buuut we were vindicated because we bought our parents nice clothes and they lurved it.
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Bulletin board posts in my Friendster are stupid. I digress.
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The Wowowee tragedy is so sad because it takes a menacing stampede to fix the creases in our fucked-up country. I hope that all those who died finally get the happiness they deserve. That real hope called HEAVEN.
Lovely legal grape! Papa came over Saturday morning in a purple long-sleeved polo. He had to go to UP Diliman to attend the grand reunion thinger of that activist group he was a member of during the Marcos years. Was it KDP? I forgot. But he bought awesome shirts and button pins, and I sincerely regret not going with him.
Ask me why I didn't! Ask meh...
Because Ate Jus and I ran off to Divisoria with their money. Ungrateful biatches. Buuut we were vindicated because we bought our parents nice clothes and they lurved it.
Bulletin board posts in my Friendster are stupid. I digress.
The Wowowee tragedy is so sad because it takes a menacing stampede to fix the creases in our fucked-up country. I hope that all those who died finally get the happiness they deserve. That real hope called HEAVEN.
Thursday, February 2, 2006
New layout. Vincent Van Gogh stuff. Mag comment naman kayo. I miss "blaughing." Why does my site look a shade lighter in Firefox? Wurd. I think I solved the div problems I had a few days ago.
My parents are coming over for the weekend. Break muna from Happy Homes (wah... breaded porkchop with matching smiley face.) Yey, shopping. USB cable reunion. Mama's new emo look. Papa's shiny bald head. More shopping :D
My parents are coming over for the weekend. Break muna from Happy Homes (wah... breaded porkchop with matching smiley face.) Yey, shopping. USB cable reunion. Mama's new emo look. Papa's shiny bald head. More shopping :D