Sunday, February 26, 2012
Sunday, February 19, 2012
I Eat Manga.
It was like a month or so ago.
When I read a whole bunch of mangas that I find Shoujo type, the typical ones to be just them, typical.
Generic. No brand names ergo similar with each other.
Then I discovered Barajou no Kiss (Kaede Higa who is soooooo hot!)
L-DK, another shoujo romance.
Hiyokoi or something.
And I eat mangas again!!! haha.
To think that I still have Rave Master to finish.
Air Gear...
Oh dear....
When I read a whole bunch of mangas that I find Shoujo type, the typical ones to be just them, typical.
Generic. No brand names ergo similar with each other.
Then I discovered Barajou no Kiss (Kaede Higa who is soooooo hot!)
L-DK, another shoujo romance.
Hiyokoi or something.
And I eat mangas again!!! haha.
To think that I still have Rave Master to finish.
Air Gear...
Oh dear....
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
FEBRUARY 14
The phantom striked! But so does Accounting.
This day, February 14th, is the most complicated day of my life!
Best and worst rolled into one.
Let us start with the best.
Since it is Valentines, I, being a hopeless romantic, enjoyed watching love being felt the whole day!
And I hanged out with friends, our objective to shrug off reality and just enjoy every moment as they pass.
It was totally fun, I sang and shouted and laughed.
♪♪♪ Vindicated, Famous Last Words, Decode, Unfaithful, No Promises ♪♪♪
Worst part is:
I still failed.
Maybe the effort that I've thrown into it just wasn't enough?
Or maybe I myself am not enough?
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Valentines Misadventures
Yep, pinapangunahan ko na ang mga mangyayari ngayong araw na ito.
And it's going to be bloody!!!
TFTIESYF EPILOGUE
Pangiti-ngiti pa rin si Karen kinabukasan. Halatang may lablayp.
Pangiti-ngiti rin si Gembong kinabukasan. Halatang siya ang lablayp.
"Ang lame pala ng confession natin kahapon?"
"Hala! 'Wag mo na ipaalala, lame talaga."
"Pwede ko namang i-justify eh."
"Sige nga."
"Because people in love can become anyone that is out of their character. Like how I became a poet, how you became outgoing, how we became lame."
"All in the name of love?"
"Ay, hinde.. "
"Hampasin kita?"
":)"
Pangiti-ngiti rin si Gembong kinabukasan. Halatang siya ang lablayp.
"Ang lame pala ng confession natin kahapon?"
"Hala! 'Wag mo na ipaalala, lame talaga."
"Pwede ko namang i-justify eh."
"Sige nga."
"Because people in love can become anyone that is out of their character. Like how I became a poet, how you became outgoing, how we became lame."
"All in the name of love?"
"Ay, hinde.. "
"Hampasin kita?"
":)"
Monday, February 13, 2012
TFTIESYF
A/N: Last. Last.Last. And sana, na -meet ko expectations niyo.
Verse 10
Verse 10
"Kahit Hindi Sana Ikaw, wala eh, ikaw talaga."
In fairness kay Gembong, never itong nag-falter sa 'panliligaw' sa kanya.
Ilang months na ba ang nakalipas?
At hanggang ngayon eh nagtetext or whatever pa rin sila.
Friendly dates here and there.
Hanging out.
At hindi niya napapansin, during those times ay naipakilala na nila ang sarili sa isa't-isa.
And it felt good. It's like finding a soulmate. Even more than that.
"Kumusta na kayo ni Gembong?" tanong sa kanya ng friend niya. Minsan talaga, hindi na niya alam kung matutuwa ba siya o maasar na. Kasi, eternally na nakadikit ang pangalan niya sa lalaking iyon, at hindi naman nakakatulong 'yung pagsama-sama rin nila sa lakad.
"Anong kami? Kami ba? Hindi!"
"Parang nga, may nababalitaan ako eh."
"Ano naman 'yun?"
"May crush daw siya sa block nila."
That must be the worst thing she ever heard today.
Doon niya na rin naisip 'yung idea na matagal na niyang ayaw isipin, ayaw harapin, ayaw pakisamahan.
Kasi para sa kanya, bawal.
Para sa puso naman niya, "Wala akong Pake!"
Dun na nga nagsimula ang gyera ng puso at isip niya. Kung ano ba ang tama, kung ano ba ang dapat, at kung ano ba ang gusto niya.
"Hindi! Hindi ko siya gusto at never na magiging kami!" paimpit na sigaw niya, para sana paalalahanan ang sariling iyon ang dapat.
"Dapat pala, noon mo pa iyan sina di ba? Para naman at least, hindi ako umasa?" Boses ni Gembong.
At nagulat siya dahil nasa likod pala ito, puno ng hinanakit ang mukha.
"I..I.. hin..."
"Wag na Karen, sa totoo lang, nakakapagod din palang umasa, pero dahil nga nagmamahal ako, umaasa pa rin ako. Pero minsan din pala, kailangan sumuko na, lalo kung abala na lang ako sa 'yo."
"Wala naman palang silbi 'yung effort ko eh, masabihan lang na ma-effort ako. 'Yun lang. Pero wala talaga eh, sa tingin mo ba, kung natuturuan ko lang ang puso na magmahal ng iba, naks... Sa tingin mo, gugustuhin kong ma-in love sa babaeng masyadong matayog?
Sa tingin mo, mag-iipon ako ng isang drum ng lakas ng loob para lang iparating sa babaeng iyon ang nararamdaman ko? Kung ibang babae ba 'yun, gagawin ko kaya? Ang tingin ko, isang malaking hindi. Sa'yo lang. Pero masyado na akong maraming nasabi, dapat nga kanina pa ako naka-alis eh. Pero ewan ko ba.Parang, all these time, handa ako dun sa idea na hindi mo nga talaga ako gusto. Pero Karen, masakit pa rin pala talaga. Kahit ang alam ko, handa na ako. 'Pag narinig ko na pala 'yun mismo-----"
"Teka lang! 'Wag mo nang tapusin 'yang speech mo! Para ka nang running-for president niyan eh. Wait lang! Wait! Wait lang talaga.. Tutal nagsasabihan na rin tayo ng mga feelings natin et cetera. Let me tell you this."
"Teka lang din! Tara sa labas! Mas maganda ang ambience dun," sabi agad nito, at inakay siya papuntang gardens.
"Para sa isang lalaking dapat eh heartbroken na ngayon, masaya ka pa rin."
"Ayaw ng mga lalaking ipakita ang mga kahinaan nila sa babaeng gusto nila."
Wala na siyang nasabi, somehow, naintindihan niya ito, at tahimik lang siya na sumunod dito.
"Totoo ba yun?"
"Alin?"
"'Yung sinabi mo?"
"Hindi! Nabigla lang ako dun! Hindi naman sa hindi talaga kita gusto."
"Eh ano pala? Nabingi lang ako?"
"Ang sungit mo!" at umasta siyang aalis na lang. Pero agad siya nitong pinigilan sa braso. And yeah, the typical thing. That bumping of lips called kissing. Then Sparks Flew! Past tense ng kanta ni Taylor Swift.
"Hala!!!!"
"Isang tanong, isang sagot, oh, huminga ka." Yugyog pa nito sa kanya.
And for the first time, nag relax din ang kanyang nerves.
"Mahal na kita, kahit hindi kita type." At nakita niya ang pagka bigla sa mukha nito. 'Yung tipong hitsura ng taong naka lunok ng isang piso.
"Kailangan talagang idagdag pa iyong huli? Eh ano ang type mo?"
"Wala! Wala sa isip ko iyan, wala sa panaginip ko, wala sa dalangin ko, wala sa expectations ko.Panira ka nga lang kasi ng plano, sumulpot-sulpot ka pa kasi."
"Wala ka na ring magagawa, I'm here now, and this is for good."
"'Yun na nga eh! Alam kong nandiyan ka lang, and before I knew it, alam ko na nandiyan ka!"
"Huh?"
"Nasanay na ako sa presence mo, kaya nung feeling ko eh mawawala ka na, ewan ko ba! Parang masama iyong loob ko." This time, naka upo na siya at nakatinagala dito.
"So, ano na? Ilang buwan mo nang pinag-iisipan kung may gusto ka ba sa akin, wala ka pa ring conclusion?" Nakangiti na si Gembong. Wala na sa lalamunan siguro ang piso.
"Matagal na akong may conclusion, hindi ko lang inacknowledge kasi."
"And?"
"Ang engot mo! Nasabi ko na nga kanina 'di ba? Ayoko ng ulitin, bingi kasi."
"-----"
"Kelan mo ako sasagutin?"
"Next month?"
"An tagal?"
"Magrereklamo ka pa."
"Hindi na po."
"Gutom na ako."
"Tara, kain."
Ay hinawakan nito ang nanlalamig na kamay niya, sabay ngiti.
"Next month pa raw, holding hands na tayo. :)"
"Haha. Sure."
~~~~~ end~~~~~~~
Ilang months na ba ang nakalipas?
At hanggang ngayon eh nagtetext or whatever pa rin sila.
Friendly dates here and there.
Hanging out.
At hindi niya napapansin, during those times ay naipakilala na nila ang sarili sa isa't-isa.
And it felt good. It's like finding a soulmate. Even more than that.
"Kumusta na kayo ni Gembong?" tanong sa kanya ng friend niya. Minsan talaga, hindi na niya alam kung matutuwa ba siya o maasar na. Kasi, eternally na nakadikit ang pangalan niya sa lalaking iyon, at hindi naman nakakatulong 'yung pagsama-sama rin nila sa lakad.
"Anong kami? Kami ba? Hindi!"
"Parang nga, may nababalitaan ako eh."
"Ano naman 'yun?"
"May crush daw siya sa block nila."
That must be the worst thing she ever heard today.
Doon niya na rin naisip 'yung idea na matagal na niyang ayaw isipin, ayaw harapin, ayaw pakisamahan.
Kasi para sa kanya, bawal.
Para sa puso naman niya, "Wala akong Pake!"
Dun na nga nagsimula ang gyera ng puso at isip niya. Kung ano ba ang tama, kung ano ba ang dapat, at kung ano ba ang gusto niya.
"Hindi! Hindi ko siya gusto at never na magiging kami!" paimpit na sigaw niya, para sana paalalahanan ang sariling iyon ang dapat.
"Dapat pala, noon mo pa iyan sina di ba? Para naman at least, hindi ako umasa?" Boses ni Gembong.
At nagulat siya dahil nasa likod pala ito, puno ng hinanakit ang mukha.
"I..I.. hin..."
"Wag na Karen, sa totoo lang, nakakapagod din palang umasa, pero dahil nga nagmamahal ako, umaasa pa rin ako. Pero minsan din pala, kailangan sumuko na, lalo kung abala na lang ako sa 'yo."
"Wala naman palang silbi 'yung effort ko eh, masabihan lang na ma-effort ako. 'Yun lang. Pero wala talaga eh, sa tingin mo ba, kung natuturuan ko lang ang puso na magmahal ng iba, naks... Sa tingin mo, gugustuhin kong ma-in love sa babaeng masyadong matayog?
Sa tingin mo, mag-iipon ako ng isang drum ng lakas ng loob para lang iparating sa babaeng iyon ang nararamdaman ko? Kung ibang babae ba 'yun, gagawin ko kaya? Ang tingin ko, isang malaking hindi. Sa'yo lang. Pero masyado na akong maraming nasabi, dapat nga kanina pa ako naka-alis eh. Pero ewan ko ba.Parang, all these time, handa ako dun sa idea na hindi mo nga talaga ako gusto. Pero Karen, masakit pa rin pala talaga. Kahit ang alam ko, handa na ako. 'Pag narinig ko na pala 'yun mismo-----"
"Teka lang! 'Wag mo nang tapusin 'yang speech mo! Para ka nang running-for president niyan eh. Wait lang! Wait! Wait lang talaga.. Tutal nagsasabihan na rin tayo ng mga feelings natin et cetera. Let me tell you this."
"Teka lang din! Tara sa labas! Mas maganda ang ambience dun," sabi agad nito, at inakay siya papuntang gardens.
"Para sa isang lalaking dapat eh heartbroken na ngayon, masaya ka pa rin."
"Ayaw ng mga lalaking ipakita ang mga kahinaan nila sa babaeng gusto nila."
Wala na siyang nasabi, somehow, naintindihan niya ito, at tahimik lang siya na sumunod dito.
"Totoo ba yun?"
"Alin?"
"'Yung sinabi mo?"
"Hindi! Nabigla lang ako dun! Hindi naman sa hindi talaga kita gusto."
"Eh ano pala? Nabingi lang ako?"
"Ang sungit mo!" at umasta siyang aalis na lang. Pero agad siya nitong pinigilan sa braso. And yeah, the typical thing. That bumping of lips called kissing. Then Sparks Flew! Past tense ng kanta ni Taylor Swift.
"Hala!!!!"
"Isang tanong, isang sagot, oh, huminga ka." Yugyog pa nito sa kanya.
And for the first time, nag relax din ang kanyang nerves.
"Mahal na kita, kahit hindi kita type." At nakita niya ang pagka bigla sa mukha nito. 'Yung tipong hitsura ng taong naka lunok ng isang piso.
"Kailangan talagang idagdag pa iyong huli? Eh ano ang type mo?"
"Wala! Wala sa isip ko iyan, wala sa panaginip ko, wala sa dalangin ko, wala sa expectations ko.Panira ka nga lang kasi ng plano, sumulpot-sulpot ka pa kasi."
"Wala ka na ring magagawa, I'm here now, and this is for good."
"'Yun na nga eh! Alam kong nandiyan ka lang, and before I knew it, alam ko na nandiyan ka!"
"Huh?"
"Nasanay na ako sa presence mo, kaya nung feeling ko eh mawawala ka na, ewan ko ba! Parang masama iyong loob ko." This time, naka upo na siya at nakatinagala dito.
"So, ano na? Ilang buwan mo nang pinag-iisipan kung may gusto ka ba sa akin, wala ka pa ring conclusion?" Nakangiti na si Gembong. Wala na sa lalamunan siguro ang piso.
"Matagal na akong may conclusion, hindi ko lang inacknowledge kasi."
"And?"
"Ang engot mo! Nasabi ko na nga kanina 'di ba? Ayoko ng ulitin, bingi kasi."
"-----"
"Kelan mo ako sasagutin?"
"Next month?"
"An tagal?"
"Magrereklamo ka pa."
"Hindi na po."
"Gutom na ako."
"Tara, kain."
Ay hinawakan nito ang nanlalamig na kamay niya, sabay ngiti.
"Next month pa raw, holding hands na tayo. :)"
"Haha. Sure."
~~~~~ end~~~~~~~
TFTIESYF
A/N: Supposed to be, three parts ito. I've decided to make it one, as the penultimate chappie.
Verse 9
Nag-aabang si Gembong sa corridor.
Wala pa rin ang hinhintay niya.Ano kaya ang nangyari?
Napapansin na niya na simula nung confession niya noong Valentines,
parang lagi nang hindi niya nadadatnan or nalalapitan si Karen. Bakit kaya?
Papasok na sana siya ng classroom ng makita niyang palapit na ito. Ngumiti siya, pero nadismaya rin kasi...
"Anong tinitingnan mo diyan sa... pader?" Nilapitan pa niya at sinipat ng maigi ang tinititigan nito.
"Huh?" Nagbublush pang umiwas uli ito ng tingin.
"Iniiwasan mo ba ako?"
"Huh?"
"Huh na lang ba ang kaya mong sabihin?"
"Huh?"
He sighed. Hopeless na ito. Although, na-dedepress din siya sa ginagawa nito sa kanya,
natutuwa rin siya sa kaalamang nararattle din ito. "May effect..." anang isip niya.
"Time na pala," tumingin pa ito sa braso nitong, walang relo. "Ahaha.."
"Time na talaga... para sabihin mo kung ano ang ginagawa natin ngayon." At humarang siya sa daan nito.
She looked so cute, being like that. Para na silang mga batang naglalaro ng patintero, at siya ang nananalo. Hindi niya ito pakakawalan hangga't hindi nito sinasabi kung anong meron.
"Iniiwasan mo ako eh. Pero hindi dahil naiilang ka." Bumaling siya sa kaliwa, dahilan para mapaatras din ito sa may pader. Cornered.
"Gembong..."
"Whoa!!!!! First time! Tinawag mo ako sa pangalan ko!!!" Tumawa siya ng bongga. Saka na siya made-depress, heto sa harap niya ngayon ang babaeng itinitibok ng puso niya, at kung may mas isasaya pa siya sa minutong iyon, iyon ay ang sagutin na siya nito.
"Sarcastic ba 'yun?"
"Hindi!!! Masaya ako! Pero mabalik tayo." At hinarang pa talaga niya ang sarili sa daraanan nito. Sana nga lang, wag pa mag-time.
"Hindi! Hindi kita iniiwasan, nasa corridor nga lang kasi talaga tayo!"
Gustuhin man niyang i-skip na lang ang confrontation na iyon, kailangan niya itong kausapin.
"Karen naman... "
"Excuse me..." Bago pa siya naka-react ay mabilis na itong nakalusot at dire-diretsong umalis.At 'yun nga, nakatitig na lang siya sa papalayong likod nito.
"Takot ka, sa kung anong pwedeng nararamdaman mo na sa akin... " wala sa sariling bulong niya. "D*mn, why do you have to be so far?"
****
It would've been better if she hadn't heard that last line. Because now, it's creating havoc in her system.
"Hindi ako takot." Pero sino ang pinapaniwala niya? Ang sarili?
"Good morning!"
"Good ----"
Nag-ring ang phone niya.
"Libre ka ba mamaya?"
What should she answer? Iiwas na naman ba siya? "Takot ka sa maari mong maramdaman."
Hindi pa rin mawala sa isip niya iyon. Tama nga kaya ito?
If only she could be a ninja.
Or she could make herself invisible.
Or she can read minds, kasi ngayon, hindi na niya maisip kung ano ba ang dapat na gawin niya.
Ngayon lang na siya naituring na ganito, someone special by someone she had just met.
"Hindi ko pa alam."
Wala siyang standards sa taong mamahalin niya, kung magmamahal naman kasi, hindi parang audition lang na mamimili ka. Although, somehow, audition nga,
pero hindi siya ang judge, ang puso niya.
At ang sinasabi ng puso niya ngayon.
"Ewan."
"Ano?"
"Sige, bahala na."
Napapailing na lang siya kasi halatang masayang-masaya ang loko.Napangiti rin siya, somehow, seeing him so happy makes her happy as well. Saka na uli siya mag-iisip, for now, i eenjoy niya muna iyong kung ano sina Gembong at Karen Grace ngayon. Kung ano man iyon.
Verse 9
Nag-aabang si Gembong sa corridor.
Wala pa rin ang hinhintay niya.Ano kaya ang nangyari?
Napapansin na niya na simula nung confession niya noong Valentines,
parang lagi nang hindi niya nadadatnan or nalalapitan si Karen. Bakit kaya?
Papasok na sana siya ng classroom ng makita niyang palapit na ito. Ngumiti siya, pero nadismaya rin kasi...
"Anong tinitingnan mo diyan sa... pader?" Nilapitan pa niya at sinipat ng maigi ang tinititigan nito.
"Huh?" Nagbublush pang umiwas uli ito ng tingin.
"Iniiwasan mo ba ako?"
"Huh?"
"Huh na lang ba ang kaya mong sabihin?"
"Huh?"
He sighed. Hopeless na ito. Although, na-dedepress din siya sa ginagawa nito sa kanya,
natutuwa rin siya sa kaalamang nararattle din ito. "May effect..." anang isip niya.
"Time na pala," tumingin pa ito sa braso nitong, walang relo. "Ahaha.."
"Time na talaga... para sabihin mo kung ano ang ginagawa natin ngayon." At humarang siya sa daan nito.
She looked so cute, being like that. Para na silang mga batang naglalaro ng patintero, at siya ang nananalo. Hindi niya ito pakakawalan hangga't hindi nito sinasabi kung anong meron.
"Iniiwasan mo ako eh. Pero hindi dahil naiilang ka." Bumaling siya sa kaliwa, dahilan para mapaatras din ito sa may pader. Cornered.
"Gembong..."
"Whoa!!!!! First time! Tinawag mo ako sa pangalan ko!!!" Tumawa siya ng bongga. Saka na siya made-depress, heto sa harap niya ngayon ang babaeng itinitibok ng puso niya, at kung may mas isasaya pa siya sa minutong iyon, iyon ay ang sagutin na siya nito.
"Sarcastic ba 'yun?"
"Hindi!!! Masaya ako! Pero mabalik tayo." At hinarang pa talaga niya ang sarili sa daraanan nito. Sana nga lang, wag pa mag-time.
"Hindi! Hindi kita iniiwasan, nasa corridor nga lang kasi talaga tayo!"
Gustuhin man niyang i-skip na lang ang confrontation na iyon, kailangan niya itong kausapin.
"Karen naman... "
"Excuse me..." Bago pa siya naka-react ay mabilis na itong nakalusot at dire-diretsong umalis.At 'yun nga, nakatitig na lang siya sa papalayong likod nito.
"Takot ka, sa kung anong pwedeng nararamdaman mo na sa akin... " wala sa sariling bulong niya. "D*mn, why do you have to be so far?"
****
It would've been better if she hadn't heard that last line. Because now, it's creating havoc in her system.
"Hindi ako takot." Pero sino ang pinapaniwala niya? Ang sarili?
"Good morning!"
"Good ----"
Nag-ring ang phone niya.
"Libre ka ba mamaya?"
What should she answer? Iiwas na naman ba siya? "Takot ka sa maari mong maramdaman."
Hindi pa rin mawala sa isip niya iyon. Tama nga kaya ito?
If only she could be a ninja.
Or she could make herself invisible.
Or she can read minds, kasi ngayon, hindi na niya maisip kung ano ba ang dapat na gawin niya.
Ngayon lang na siya naituring na ganito, someone special by someone she had just met.
"Hindi ko pa alam."
Wala siyang standards sa taong mamahalin niya, kung magmamahal naman kasi, hindi parang audition lang na mamimili ka. Although, somehow, audition nga,
pero hindi siya ang judge, ang puso niya.
At ang sinasabi ng puso niya ngayon.
"Ewan."
"Ano?"
"Sige, bahala na."
Napapailing na lang siya kasi halatang masayang-masaya ang loko.Napangiti rin siya, somehow, seeing him so happy makes her happy as well. Saka na uli siya mag-iisip, for now, i eenjoy niya muna iyong kung ano sina Gembong at Karen Grace ngayon. Kung ano man iyon.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
NOTICE!
To Gembong and Karen,
My apologies for not having posted the last parts of your story today,
Traffic kasi! Hahaha.
But I will definitely, certainly, post it before 15!
My apologies for not having posted the last parts of your story today,
Traffic kasi! Hahaha.
But I will definitely, certainly, post it before 15!
DEPTALS!
Ikukuwento ko lang ang nangyari sa buong araw na ito.
Na-late ako ng gising.
Supposed to be, mag-riring ang phone ko ng 3:30, para may time pa ako to review for a bit, then to get ready.
Ang nangyari, fail ang aking alarm system.
Bakit?
Because it is freakin' Sunday!
Anak ng kamalasan talaga!
Nag-very-fast shower mode ako, at tinakbo ko papuntang school, with reading impairment loss accounting on the side.
My day started with a disaster, and sadly, I've already forced myself to accept the idea that THE WHOLE day might become a disaster as well.
Now, here I am, musing things.
Grabe pala.
ANG MALAS KO!
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
3 Days before Deptals
And the first day of the Official Exams.
Cramming pala ang tawag sa pagrereview a day before the exams.
All these years, nagcramming lang ako!!!!
Lint*k na History yan! haha...
Ang hirap, grabe!
Sadista yata si sir, kasi na eenjoy pa niya yung soooper COOL na exam niya!
What the!!!!
Walang interesting sa buhay ko, sa classmate ko meron.
Like for example, ang bagsik ni Macario!!! To think that he requested kay sir na itabi siya kay Mae!!! Hahaha.... Ito namang si Mae, mukhang hindi pa sure! Oh well, tingin ko rin, hindi siya yung tipo na pinepressure.
Hankyuut talaga, grabe,.
Made my day.
Oh, and last... Block 10 ako.
Cramming pala ang tawag sa pagrereview a day before the exams.
All these years, nagcramming lang ako!!!!
Lint*k na History yan! haha...
Ang hirap, grabe!
Sadista yata si sir, kasi na eenjoy pa niya yung soooper COOL na exam niya!
What the!!!!
Walang interesting sa buhay ko, sa classmate ko meron.
Like for example, ang bagsik ni Macario!!! To think that he requested kay sir na itabi siya kay Mae!!! Hahaha.... Ito namang si Mae, mukhang hindi pa sure! Oh well, tingin ko rin, hindi siya yung tipo na pinepressure.
Hankyuut talaga, grabe,.
Made my day.
Oh, and last... Block 10 ako.
4 Days before Deptals
And also our Part 2 exams...
Sabi ko nga, Part 2 exams namin, and I’m freakin’ nervous!!
Pero, after a while, it seemed as if my nerves are
trying to help me, they calmed down.
Results: Hindi ko lang ma-determine kung fail ba ‘yung exam
ko or ayos lang. Anyhoo, may nasagot naman ako, kahit papano. Please let me
pass.
At ngayon nga, naisingit ko pa to sa dami ng irereview sa
History2!
Naku!!!
Naku!!!
A/N: Angel Beats Soundtrack (My Soul, Your Beat)
9:30 PM: Why does the Naruto series kill a lot of sensei’s?
The Third, then Asuma, then Jiraiya. Even though I’ve already watched it
before, I’m still bawling.
5 Days before Deptals
Ayoko pang pumasok eh!!!
Did nothing, really.
Sa Lit, discussion, sa Philo, discussion?, sa Histo,
discussion, at sa Theo, discussion pa rin.
Oh, wait! May pangyayari pala noong Theo, aha.
Crush ni Marlowe Macario si Mae Phelyn Gaudia! Oha, ano???
Sorry talaga si Marlowe pero, alam na ni Mae, pretend lang
kami na hindi niya alam. Kinukulit ko siya kung may chance ba ang pobre, at
mukhang napuyat nga sa kaiisip an gating isa pang pobrecita. Shocked pa raw
siya eh, hahaha. Development? Well, the usual, friends na sila sa Facebook. Ang
saya! Tawa ako ng tawa dun… Yeah, it’s better to think of something that exists
although it is not for me. Than the inexistence of something that should’ve
been mine.
Accounting?
Nagreview naman ako!!! (Defensive?)
From 7 siguro, until 12…
Bale, ‘yung chapter 12, tapos 13-23 ako tumigil sa problems.
Naka- 4 episodes pa nga yata ako ng Naruto eh. Kailangan
kasi ng pang-balance.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Gakuen Alice 158
The plot thickens. It does. Oh my God...
The chapter isn't much of a tragic one, but not that all happy.
It's actually a good thing that Rei (Persona) has changed sides already. All of the things that I've posted about him before is still to be corrected, and it's not as if I said something so mean. In a way, I can sympathize with him. But please!!! Stop torturing me with Natsume's future!!!!
He will live, right?
I'll certainly go mad if by any chance, he'll get killed, either by the enemies, or by his own alice. His mother had lived long enough to create a family, and she died in an accident. Although I cry for his father, that is what is supposed to be. That is the payment for having such a strong alice. But, he didn't even ask for it. If only they could've lived in an alternate universe, but then Gakuen Alice would cease to exist.
I don't know, this update took a month to be released, and I'm waiting restlessly for the next chapter.
'Till the next chapter!
Ja!
The chapter isn't much of a tragic one, but not that all happy.
It's actually a good thing that Rei (Persona) has changed sides already. All of the things that I've posted about him before is still to be corrected, and it's not as if I said something so mean. In a way, I can sympathize with him. But please!!! Stop torturing me with Natsume's future!!!!
He will live, right?
I'll certainly go mad if by any chance, he'll get killed, either by the enemies, or by his own alice. His mother had lived long enough to create a family, and she died in an accident. Although I cry for his father, that is what is supposed to be. That is the payment for having such a strong alice. But, he didn't even ask for it. If only they could've lived in an alternate universe, but then Gakuen Alice would cease to exist.
I don't know, this update took a month to be released, and I'm waiting restlessly for the next chapter.
'Till the next chapter!
Ja!
7 Days Before Deptals
Actually, kahapon 'yung 7 days, ngayon, 6 days na lang.
P.E. kahapon, aish! Bakit ako nagtagalog? Sige na nga lang.
Exam dapat sa P.E., hindi ako nag-review. Ang saya ko ano?
Luckily, hindi 'yun natuloy. I was saved! Haha.
Then there was ever-frustrating I.T.
Buti na lang walang next-frustrating Econ.
I also didn't work on the invitation letter, and
Luckily (ULIT), hindi naman pala iyon assignment.
This must be my lucky day! And a happy one at that.
I got my way on annoying people,
Hmmm.
Still, no development on Accounting.
Kailan ko kaya siya mamahalin?
Ay, haha.. Pasensiya na... May like akong iba.
I mean, for the first time in like 4 years, nagka-crush ulit ako ng bonga!
Hindi ko nga lang siya kilala.
Why am I muttering about this things.
P.E. kahapon, aish! Bakit ako nagtagalog? Sige na nga lang.
Exam dapat sa P.E., hindi ako nag-review. Ang saya ko ano?
Luckily, hindi 'yun natuloy. I was saved! Haha.
Then there was ever-frustrating I.T.
Buti na lang walang next-frustrating Econ.
I also didn't work on the invitation letter, and
Luckily (ULIT), hindi naman pala iyon assignment.
This must be my lucky day! And a happy one at that.
I got my way on annoying people,
Hmmm.
Still, no development on Accounting.
Kailan ko kaya siya mamahalin?
Ay, haha.. Pasensiya na... May like akong iba.
I mean, for the first time in like 4 years, nagka-crush ulit ako ng bonga!
Hindi ko nga lang siya kilala.
Why am I muttering about this things.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
A Story's Plight
A/N: I thought I've posted this one here before, I was wrong. This one's the reason I got 97 on Lit1!! Haha. Is that a bad thing or not? Ooohh.. I don't know.
A Story’s Plight
I am a witness to a variety of emotions. I
have witnessed them, ever since I was created. My creator… I will never forget
her. A weird lady, one might say, but for me, her brainchild, she is the best.
A person with a very clear understanding to what the world is. She first
conceived my whole existence while walking along a busy street. She then
proceeded to making an outline, and I was born. For 39 nights and days, my
creator smiled as she stared at me lovingly. I am her first creation ever.
My
first readers were young adults, who just skipped through the pages. I was
disappointed, my creator was so proud of me, had she been wrong all the time?
Those kids left me alone without fully understanding the depths of my very
existence. I was dismayed. Until he
picked me up and sat in a corner, first staring at my cover. He opened me and I
felt that he is different from my first readers. What he did was not just
opening a story and reading it, he opened my trust to them, those who know how
to decipher me, but not attempting to. He opened me to the possibility that my
creator still believes in. That I can make a change. We were together for a
full moon with that boy. He is not that fast of a reader, but I did not mind,
as long as he can get what my creator had instilled in my pages. But that
satisfaction did not last long for I then realized the reason why he is a
slow-reader. His eyesight is leaving him, betraying him slowly, teasing him
with glints of vibrant colors, then gone the next. I wished, I wished that he
will be, can be able to read me until my last pages, where answers are stated.
My wish was not granted, that boy whom I trusted so much lost his sight and
with that, his passion, his love and hope. He hated the world, and I belonged
to the world. He threw me away. I was angry, but no, I cannot do anything but
wallow in self-pity. How cruel. All I wanted was to be read, to be sung to the
hearts of the readers, and I was failing, failing miserably.
I
I was at the heart of a library then, when my second interesting reader found
me. She is a girl of 15 years, bright eyes filled with curiosity as she eyed
the books on the shelf I’m in. I’m screaming, “pick me!” and I might think that
she heard me, because as she read my title, she smiled that bright smile of
hers and pulled me out, wiping the dust that covered me after staying in one
place for too long. She rented me out of that dingy place, and brought me to
her majestic home. I can say that she is rich, and must have loved books
because her room is filled with my kind. Unlike my first interesting reader,
she is fast; she read half of me in one sitting. The reason, I heard, is that
she has other books lined up for her to read. She must complete my unveiling.
She must read me until the very last line. Only then can I rest, only then can
I make my creator proud. Only then can I know what lies beyond the pages that
the boy had explored, for I do not know it myself. I will not discover what was
written in my last pages, not until someone read it for me. And no one had done
that still. I’m getting impatient because this girl, my second interesting
reader had stopped reading me. She must have some activities, I thought to
myself. I never lost hope that she will see me again and continue where she
left off. Waiting is a pain. Especially waiting for something which doesn’t
have a definite time.
She
arrived at her room with puffy teary eyes. Someone must have wronged her. I
want to console her when she turned to me with blazing eyes, angry menacing
eyes. It was then that I felt something was off. What did I do wrong?. Why is
she staring at me with eyes full of disgust? She picked me up and that was the
only time that I wasn’t pleased when someone took me. I’m scared. She picked me
and threw me to the wall. It hurts like hell, my pages were falling off. Before
I knew it, another book crashed into my lying form in the floor. What is she up
to? Why is she trying to destroy us? Her book, books that she spent time with?
I wished for her to just return me to the library where she took me from. The
worst thing came up next. She tore me, my pages, my whole being. It pained me,
seeing my pages scattered. And worse, those are my last pages. Tears were
flowing from my soul, I can feel sympathy from the other books, but like me,
they can do nothing. My last pages, those pages that I longed to explore so
much. If it is possible that I do have a heart, it must have been broken now.
If it is possible that I am alive, I must be dead by now. Her parents must have
heard her noise and came rushing to her room. They confronted her and she just
broke down. She said that her boyfriend dumped her for her bestfriend, they
betrayed her, and that she is depressed. So just because of petty issues like
that, she destroys? Is that the only reason why I’m now torn to pieces? Just
because she can’t handle some of the most normal things in life, she destroyed
me? How pathetic humans are. Breaking down from normal problems. I say normal
because I’ve been a witness to everyone who experiences them, and she is not
the only one who feels that kind of pain. They might not have the same dilemma,
but the pain is there. The boy opened my trust to them, and she closed it. Yes,
humans are complicated beings. They complicate things that would have been easierif
they just looked around and learned!!
Her mom picked me up and tried to fix me. For that I am grateful. But the fact
remains that I was destroyed and was now fixed. Who would take interest to read
me now? I was placed in a shelf in the living room where I remained for a
years. My wish when I was new had vanished long ago. I now enjoy myself in
watching how these humans live. I’ve witnessed a lot of happy times, wherein
all these beings do is to smile, they do smile a lot but then, I’m a book, I
know how to look into the emotions of humans because that is what I’m created
for, to bring out those emotions. They all have scarred hearts, they all have
their inner demons they try to fight off so hard every day. I had also
witnessed how humans end. Yes, this household had lost quite a few, and I’ve
witnessed how they cry so hard, and then laugh the next. I was there, silently
watching those happenings unfold before my eyes.
It was one of those gatherings that I spotted
my creator. I was so happy to see her, at the same time, ashamed. I failed her,
I did not change anything, heck, no one ever did complete me. But her
appearance lit up the fire again. My wish was returned to me. I want someone to
at least finish me. To at least make me understand why I am created. My creator
noticed me and asked for me. She took me and went to another library. I’m so
excited to stay there, because that would mean that someone might be able to
read me to completion. My hopes are so high that I nearly missed my creator and
the librarian’s conversation.
“This is the book that has been missing right?”
my creator said.
“Yes, that’s it, it was reported lost a year ago, and I’ve
taken interest in it,” the librarian took me and caressed my tattered covers with her gentle fingers.
“Even though I wrote no ending?”
“We are talking about life here. 20 years from now, 60 years
from now, 80 years from now, it will still go on. That’s the beauty of it,” she
replied, “stories...” Her last words faded, I wasn’t able to hear them.
Phantom
He loves her.
But he can't talk.
He adores her.
From afar.
He sighs.
When he sees her smile.
He sighs,
When she just passed by.
Love is such a curious thing.
Mysterious, but clear.
Confusing, but refreshing.
Conflicted, that is.
He watches her.
He keeps on loving her.
The phantom of the dark.
Much like his feelings for her.
A/N: Aww, I don't think it made any sense, but well, if ever the "phantom" had read this one, it's for him. Ganbatte!!! I was reading his story and before I realized it, I was writing this one and posting it.
8 Days Before Deptals
Nothing much.
Hmmm. Let's see.
Aside from what had happened in the morning, everything went well.
Thammar's outburst during lunch time.
How I ache for her, and how I curse that guy!!! He is so despicable to the nth degree!!!
But then, disgusting it may be, that was still a part of life that I might have to experience too. Among other things.
If only men could sort out their feelings better than us, women.
It's not as if, love is just around the corner, that it is very easy to turn back.
It is the most widely used word, yet the hardest thing to explain.
"Nagmamahal kasi, kaya nagpapatawad."
I attended a review class on Accounting, under Mrs. Santos' supervision, and...
IT WAS AWESOME!
To be able to experience learning from a different teacher is definitely a must!Too bad, it all ended after 2 hours only. If only it could have been longer.
What about my review?
Still no development.
Nope.
No.
Iye.
Hmmm. Let's see.
Aside from what had happened in the morning, everything went well.
Thammar's outburst during lunch time.
How I ache for her, and how I curse that guy!!! He is so despicable to the nth degree!!!
But then, disgusting it may be, that was still a part of life that I might have to experience too. Among other things.
If only men could sort out their feelings better than us, women.
It's not as if, love is just around the corner, that it is very easy to turn back.
It is the most widely used word, yet the hardest thing to explain.
"Nagmamahal kasi, kaya nagpapatawad."
I attended a review class on Accounting, under Mrs. Santos' supervision, and...
IT WAS AWESOME!
To be able to experience learning from a different teacher is definitely a must!Too bad, it all ended after 2 hours only. If only it could have been longer.
What about my review?
Still no development.
Nope.
No.
Iye.
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| Guide me on my way home. |
Friday, February 3, 2012
9 Days Before Deptals
I watched A Moment to Remember.
Been nosy with my boardmate.
Slept.
Read History.
Thought of reviewing, not doing.
Been nosy with my boardmate.
Slept.
Read History.
Thought of reviewing, not doing.
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