A direct contact to your contacts IS A BIG NO-NO.

So earlier, during Filipino time, my eyes itched. Or should I say, my eye. So, basically, the simplest response to that is to scratch it. Which I did. So, *scratch scratch scratch* And to find out that my vision became blurry. I closed the other eye and found out that my contact lens is gone. YES, GONE GONE.

I WAS SUPPOSED TO RECITE IN FILIPINO, BECAUSE I READ EL FILI. BUT FUCK THOSE CONTACTS.

I searched for it everywhere. In my uniform, under my shoes, inside my bag, in my desk. Yes, everywhere. I was already planning to go to Quiapo to buy another piece. But I asked Romayne If we can look for it for the last time. Then suddenly my eyes itched again, and when I looked at my hand, WHOALA! My contacts was there.

To put this post simply, MY CONTACTS WENT INSIDE MY EYE. Creepy?

Weeeee. I'll be needing these, I think.

Ailurophile A cat-lover.
Assemblage A gathering.
Becoming Attractive.
Beleaguer To exhaust with attacks.
Brood To think alone.
Bucolic In a lovely rural setting.
Bungalow A small, cozy cottage.
Chatoyant Like a cat’s eye.
Comely Attractive.
Conflate To blend together.
Cynosure A focal point of admiration.
Dalliance A brief love affair.
Demesne Dominion, territory.
Demure Shy and reserved.
Denouement The resolution of a mystery.
Desuetude Disuse.
Desultory Slow, sluggish.
Diaphanous Filmy.
Dissemble Deceive.
Dulcet Sweet, sugary.
Ebullience Bubbling enthusiasm.
Effervescent Bubbly.
Efflorescence Flowering, blooming.
Elision Dropping a sound or syllable in a word.
Elixir A good potion.
Eloquence Beauty and persuasion in speech.
Embrocation Rubbing on a lotion.
Emollient A softener.
Ephemeral Short-lived.
Epiphany A sudden revelation.
Erstwhile At one time, for a time.
Ethereal Gaseous, invisible but detectable.
Evanescent Vanishing quickly, lasting a very short time.
Evocative Suggestive.
Fetching Pretty.
Felicity Pleasantness.
Forbearance Withholding response to provocation.
Fugacious Fleeting.
Furtive Shifty, sneaky.
Gambol To skip or leap about joyfully.
Glamour Beauty.
Gossamer The finest piece of thread, a spider’s silk.
Halcyon Happy, sunny, care-free.
Harbinger Messenger with news of the future.
Imbrication Overlapping and forming a regular pattern.
Imbroglio An altercation or complicated situation.
Imbue To infuse, instill.
Incipient Beginning, in an early stage.
Ineffable Unutterable, inexpressible.
Ingénue A naïve young woman.
Inglenook A cozy nook by the hearth.
Insouciance Blithe nonchalance.
Inure To become jaded.
Labyrinthine Twisting and turning.
Lagniappe A special kind of gift.
Lagoon A small gulf or inlet.
Languor Listlessness, inactivity.
Lassitude Weariness, listlessness.
Leisure Free time.
Lilt To move musically or lively.
Lissome Slender and graceful.
Lithe Slender and flexible.
Love Deep affection.
Mellifluous Sweet sounding.
Moiety One of two equal parts.
Mondegreen A slip of the ear.
Murmurous Murmuring.
Nemesis An unconquerable archenemy.
Offing The sea between the horizon and the offshore.
Onomatopoeia A word that sounds like its meaning.
Opulent Lush, luxuriant.
Palimpsest A manuscript written over earlier ones.
Panacea A solution for all problems
Panoply A complete set.
Pastiche An art work combining materials from various sources.
Penumbra A half-shadow.
Petrichor The smell of earth after rain.
Plethora A large quantity.
Propinquity An inclination.
Pyrrhic Successful with heavy losses.
Quintessential Most essential.
Ratatouille A spicy French stew.
Ravel To knit or unknit.
Redolent Fragrant.
Riparian By the bank of a stream.
Ripple A very small wave.
Scintilla A spark or very small thing.
Sempiternal Eternal.
Seraglio Rich, luxurious oriental palace or harem.
Serendipity Finding something nice while looking for something else.
Summery Light, delicate or warm and sunny.
Sumptuous Lush, luxurious.
Surreptitious Secretive, sneaky.
Susquehanna A river in Pennsylvania.
Susurrous Whispering, hissing.
Talisman A good luck charm.
Tintinnabulation Tinkling.
Umbrella Protection from sun or rain.
Untoward Unseemly, inappropriate.
Vestigial In trace amounts.
Wafture Waving.
Wherewithal The means.
Woebegone Sorrowful, downcast.

GRABE NA.

Ano bang ginawa ko? Masyado na ba? Pero kung anuman ang nagawa kong mali, sapat ba 'yun para ganituhin mo ko? Grabe talaga. Hindi ko alam talaga kung anong nagawa ko sa\yo kung bakit ang init init ng dugo mo sakin.

NOV122010. PHOTO SHITS BECAUSE I DO NOT HAVE SOMETHING TO POST.

You just gotta love these girls.<3

With Erika :)

KAAAY I'M TOO LAZY TO PUT DESCRIPTIONS. WORDS CAN'T EXPLAIN IT, THO. THE SMILES ON OUR FACES CAN.

WATCHED COMING SOON AT KAT'S CRIB. CHRISTELL THE BITCH IS HERE, SLEEPING OVER. AGAIN. GIGGLING AND CUDDLING BECAUSE OF HER NEWFOUND.. NVM. BIATCH, SHE IS.

I'LL BE NEEDING THESE WHEN I TAKE JOURNALISM/COMMARTS. FOR FUTURE REFERENCE.

basorexia: an overwhelming desire to neck or kiss.
lygerastia: the condition of one who is only amorous when the lights are out.
brontide: the low rumbling of distant thunder.
dactylion: the tip of a middle finger.
nudiustertian: pertaining to the day before yesterday.
gargalesthesia: the sensation caused by tickling.
petrichor: the smell of rain on dry ground.
dendolatry: worship of trees.
lethologica: the inability to recall a precise word for something.
psithurism: a whispering sound, i.e: the sound of wind in trees, or rustling leaves.
witzelsucht: a feeble attempt at humour.
epeolatry: worship of words.
woundy: excessively; extremely.
tacenda: things not to be mentioned.
naupathia: sea sickness.
baisemain: a kiss on the hand.

Tomorrow's a gift you might want to plan.

Choosing a college program really is hard, gee. I've been feeling this feeling for a long time now. Wait, scratch that. I just felt this feeling when the application form for UST was given. I've been feeling so petiks until yesterday. This is hard.

Will you go for your dreams or stick to the stuff you do good in? Take note of that, good, not great. Will you come out of your comfort zone and reach for that thing you've been seeing yourself in in the future?

These have been the questions running in my mind right now. I don't know what to do.

You see, I want to be a doctor. I really really really want to be one. Since I was a kid, I've been dreaming of this. I want this. This has been my dream for a long time. But I know I'm not so good with science and problem solvings. Which is totally not good right? And then there's this program named Communication Arts/Journalism which requires good english skills. (Though I think I'd prefer Communication Arts because it has a wider range) So yeah, these programs require good english which luckily, I'm good at. I'm not great with it, just okay. Just clarifying. Iknow I can do okay in Commarts, but I want to be a doctor! Help me.

Then there's this thought bothering me which I got from Ma'am Erika. You see, she took Medtech but ended up as an R.E Major. You get the idea? Your future doesn't really depend on your course... Okay, so it does affect it somehow. But the job destined for you will find its way. You can't escape it. It will just come.

I'LL BE A DOCTOR OR WRITER SOMETIME STILL, THOUGH. I'LL FIND MY OWN WAY TO BE ONE LOL.

No, but seriously God, You really need to help me.

I do not like what I'm becoming :(

You see, I am becoming gay. Bading, that is. I'm being too girly. And I don't like it. I want to maintain my tough boy-ish aura but I think it won't be long before it vanishes. I point the faults to my friends who makes me gay. FUCK YOU ALL, BITCHES. This is all your fault.

Blabbering bitch.

I have this classmate who keeps on blabbering too much it just gets up to my nerves. She always has a lot of things to say, mind you. And this girl has no limits in her words. Since ages, she's been like that. I do not know the reason why. I just hope she freakin' stops.

Toss me in the air like no one's dead!

November42010

The day started with a gentle rainfall. I was afraid that it will go on until the afternoon. I organized this event, again. Looks like I have a future in organizing events.

I arrived 5minutes late, which is not unusual. Konti pa lang sila. Then 2:30PM came and I remembered Aldrin. He's not there. We went to the LRT Station since that's the place I told him to go. But he's not there. Luckily they found him in 7-Eleven. He said he was afraid we indian-ed him.

So today is basically pure FUN. Spell fun for me, will you? S-T-A-R C-I-T-Y! Today we went to Star fucking City and it was bloody cool. I was with Christell, Romayne, Rhode, Angela, Jesica, Meryl, Margaret, Jeanne, Giorla, Pamela, Michael, Thet, Sammy, Patrick, Aldrin, Nicolai, Richard, Sir Enzo, Sir Ichi, Ma'am mars, Ma'am Nikki, Kuki. In short, marami kami. Okay? And oh, the bitch came. Gioser ze goddess , that is. After countless bitchy words I said, he/she finally came. sorry Gai if I am spilling your identity here :(

We freaking ride the Star Flyer for starters because we are so courageous like that. Since we arrived early the line was not a line because we're the only one who were in line. HAHA. Then we rode the Surf Dance. BLOODY HELL IT WAS AWESOME! Richard sat beside me and he looks like he wants to jump off the ride. I was nearly hugging him, clinging to dear life. And because we are so courageous like that, we rode the Cyclone next. Dizziness should take over by now but still there's nothing. Them we entered Mummy shit and I was terrified HAHA. I'm afraid on those kind of places., you see. Wait, I do not have to explain every single right? Every ride we took? Should I? I believe not.

I rode the Surf dance for like, 5 times?! Hella fun, I must admit.

Way to go jeanne, you gave us free drinks! Thank you for that.

We received a group message that sent chills down our spines. It told that Sir Jucutan is dead. He, being a good old man, and our teacher in TLE that we never took seriously, is dead. WHAT THE FUCK!? A tear rolled down my cheek right after hearing this. Then there's this spooky part where a hand touched Christell's shoulder. No one's around.

We went home sad after a day's festivities. Lol.

Then today, only to find out that it was Sir's father that passed out, not him. Thank goodness. I will treat you more seriously, Sir Jucutan. This is a wake up call.

I need not to say this but I want to.

Oct25-292010.

It is my first time to ride a plane. Like... EVER! But no, I am not excited. I dunno why. So today I will be taking off to Davao. Same old, I know this feeling. Getting away from home for a long time. Without any mother right beside me when I need one. It was already night time when we got to Davao. We got our baggages. Ooooh that rolling black thing amuses me. Sorry for the kamangyan-an.

Davao looks like a rural place. Maybe it's equivalent here in the Metro is I think is Laguna with all its trees around, but with the city-ish feel. The part of Davao i got to see is not the Davao I've been expecting to see. I was expecting some kind of... tourist spots. Expectations really can disappoint you. I forgot that what I'm going to is actually a... writing workshop. And not some kind of trip in which I can tour around Davao. So, hopes went down.

Hi, Brokenshire Resort and Convention Center. Sorry for this but, your service is not so good. I know, I know. I was there for free but I have to say this. Peace y'all. Add some hot showers when I get back, okay? You can also add some vendo machines along the way If I am not bugging you guys. So okay, good. In short, your service and place is OK, but not great. Strive harder. Go figure.

So, on with the Workshop proper. It was.. I dunno how to put it. I'm so sorry I have to post this blog post. I hope no one sees this. This is a humiliation :( Okay I will not elaborate on this more.

Same old, same old. But the one thing I really enjoyed in Davao is eating five times a day. Our meals are timed so it's fine with me since eating at home is like.. just something you do when you have nothing else to do. Woohoo to the boneless bangus. I will never ever forget you. Just so you know, I ate twice during that specific breakfast.

Okay, done with the workshop part. This is the part where I talk about entering a library and leaving it the moment you sit on a comfy chair. I need not to elaborate on this because.. I need not to. Haha. OKay then, we went to Ateneo de Davao, which of course is smaller compared to ADMU here.

Our trip was cut short since we did not wake up early. We should have gone to People's Park, or whatever the park's name is, but we did not get a chance because our asses are so lazy to get up. Mind that, we need to assemble by 6AM. 6 in the freaking morning and we are almost 5 in a room with only one bathroom. How the hell can we assemble in 6 in the effin' morning?

Oh I forgot telling about the swimming pool. T-shirts were not allowed since there were other guests, said Ma'am Joanna. So I had to change to another t-shirt which has shorter sleeves haha. And we swam for like.. an hour. What the hell was that shit haha. I enjoyed drowning Clarisse and Hannah since they are both littlies. Haha sorry for being harsh :|

Then, after those days of having the workshop, we need to head home. The feeling was, I dunno. I do not want to go home yet since I am in so freakin' cool Davao but I want to go since I miss the city. But I have no other choice but to leave.

So, my seatmate in the plane is Joepett freakin' Hernandez and he's such a pain in the ass for being such a pain in the ass. He's so annoying I wanna jump off the plane. Sorry, Joepett, I had to say all of this. KIDDING, HAHAHA. Then I watched Despicable Me in the plane but did not get a chance to finish it since the plane already landed. FREAKING FAST.

Then, home sweet home. I missed you, MNL. Hugged my mom so tight I thought I crushed her. OA.