/ 10:35:00 PM

Who Hoe Ho



ohmygoodness! I almost slept the entire Christmas day away. As in naitulog ko na yata yung quota ko for two days. lolz. So this means I'll be having a hard time getting some sleep later. Which kinda sucks seeing that it's back to work tomorrow. Owel. Nuff with the suckage. It's Christmas, after all. Even if the so-called Christmas Spirit hasn't moved me this season at all. Yep, no kidding.

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Why-O-Why



I'm now hearing a revival of Agot Isidro's Everyday over the radio. I loved Agot's version. It was hauntingly sad. And now the newest version of some OPM reject slash "cashing in on someone else's hit song" wannabe just plain sucks. At ginawa pang duet, mind you! *shudders*

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Somebody Else's Retard Moment



Da When: Yesterday afternoon

Da Where: Astrovision Glorietta.

Da Who: Some Clueless Woman behind me whom I did not dare look at



Da Convo:

CW, to her companion: Ito na yata yung pinapahanap saten.

CW's companion: Ay oo nga. Baka ito na. Itanong naten.

CW, to the saleslady beside me: Meees, ang Y Tu Mama Tambien ba eh Chinese?



I choked back my reaction and went DVD browsing as if I heard nothing.



And I don't even own a DVD player.



* PS: I don't even find it funny right now. But it was thigh slapping funnee back then. It turned out they were looking for So Close. Which is not even Chinese.



* PPS: Ok, so maybe it was an honest to goodness ignorance on the Clueless Woman's part. But hey, by looking at the vcd cover, wouldn't you notice the difference between Asian actors and clearly Mexican looking ones? Well, obviously.. erm.. not.



Meanie!Meowl butts in: Laitera! Laitera!



Dehm! Looks like what was supposedly Somebody Else's Retard Moment just became my very own.

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Big Yellow Taxi Cab



We get to meet a lot of people everyday. Some you file under the "must remember your name coz i might have to interact with you in the future" category. While most of 'em just pass through your consciousness before going straight to the recycle bin.



And then there's always that awkwardness that comes with meeting a person or a group of people for the very first time. The not knowing if they're actually nice or gonna hate your guts afterwards. More so when you feel compelled to keep a "small talk" kinda thing going. Which I marvelously suck at, btw. But there are those times when that perfunctory show of niceties seamlessly segues into an odd sense of familiarity. I like to call it a "clique-y" moment. In short, FC agad. And I say that with fondness. Nhuks, "fondness." Most certainly NOT in the derisive fashion that is the usual FC connotation.



Back to the "clique-y" moment comment. That's what I would like to believe what happened when I met Zein's friendly friends last Friday. Gawd, was it just Friday when I had a mad case of Santa Baby LSS?! Can't believe we spent that much time eating (and not eating) the humongous pizza servings. Yeah, time sure flies when you're laughing your asses off. Ain't that right. And the thing is, I kinda braced myself to be OP'd. But even during those times when I had no friggin' idea what they were talking and laughing about, I never felt like I was the odd one out. Which is so much more than I could say for some so-called friendly friends I used to have. Now how cool is that? Absolewt friggin' coolness, I daresay.



Not many people find out early on just how skitzowicky or Baafling I can be. Di ba Zein? Di ba Zein? Di ba Zeinab? Bwahahaha. I have to be comfortable with you first before I feel "safe" enough to let Evil!Meowl shine through. So am I cut out to be a Meanie? Here's my one peso on that:



I'm a

...meanie when you've given me enough reason to be one.

...meanie when you've provoked me to the breaking point.

...meanie when ya-betcha-meanie-ass I friggin' need to be.



Normally, I'm just a regular mini. Lolz.



Meanie!Meowl doesn't roar that much, but when she does, pray to your long gone ancestors that you won't be around to hear it. And yes, she bites, too.



So this has been The Recruit, officially signing on for "duty."



Here's to the next lafftrip session. ^_^

PROFILE: I am blah from class here and is born on 00/00/00, time. and so love me like this. I was so cute, I am totally an element that you'd never ever known, you can;t find it in the periodic table cause no one has even found it- I explode in your face just like potassium when it touches water, it's really explosive, you should really run away first before I do spark into flames and burn you alive! I love blasting my music as well, when love sync (elissa) let me hear Cry-Rihanna, i have been like addicted to it like drugs- oh wait. it's worse than drugs, it's better, more addictive than drugs. listen to that song! and this is one of my last blogskin that i will produce until the EOYs of 2008, cause i flunked Biology, ARGHS! OMG I SURE DIE LIKE !@#$% and i am emo now like under ltos of peer pressure and bad seniors.



having been in hwa chong institution (just like make it long so you can preview a long post or wad that fits right down underneath which i think i shall crap all day today) my eyes have been wanting to close since 20:00 (8PM)), I was so tired, cause the syllabus in hwachong is really so hard that no one can sleep really well. The new CSE classes (aka. Centre for Scholaristic Excellence) and is also known for it's famous nickname Cannot Sleep Everyday or Early. Is like even the teachers know, so the homework is reduced, but it's like OMG! will die, this year already so hard, next year i say "die!" mati already lar. arghs!NEXT, A RIOT OF COLORS, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME. AND I KNOW THAT I BRUISE EASILY. LEAP OF FATE LIKE i never know and i'm learning to fly and a safety net to cushion the blow. and i feel so suicidal and note "I BRUISE EASILY" and be gentle when you handle me.




hello once again, i have been having nightmares,no one is doing work for my project , whcih is true. supposed to do "family planning" is like whatever lar, when will we be able to use it not like very soon we are gonna have kids, settle down, earn money have NSman relief or whatsoever or even Children Relief, is like wtf. I am eating CIGAR ROLLS, they are vilina flavoured and jsut finished my bowl of ice cream which tasted so mixed, haha btu it was ncie to me (: I like mix of flavours liek suddenly a RIOT of colors and A EXPLOSION of taste! I mean like it's really impactful come to think about it, and cause my project has to be handed in by friday so i shall rush typign finish this retarded paragraph. like hello! ello! buhello! darkdegree will go on HIATUS soon. and i am so emo, i feel like slashing my wrist now, it's true adn don't look down on me for that i know people discriminate.

see you there at hiatus land.

/ 10:35:00 PM

Who Hoe Ho



ohmygoodness! I almost slept the entire Christmas day away. As in naitulog ko na yata yung quota ko for two days. lolz. So this means I'll be having a hard time getting some sleep later. Which kinda sucks seeing that it's back to work tomorrow. Owel. Nuff with the suckage. It's Christmas, after all. Even if the so-called Christmas Spirit hasn't moved me this season at all. Yep, no kidding.

~^~^~^~^~

Why-O-Why



I'm now hearing a revival of Agot Isidro's Everyday over the radio. I loved Agot's version. It was hauntingly sad. And now the newest version of some OPM reject slash "cashing in on someone else's hit song" wannabe just plain sucks. At ginawa pang duet, mind you! *shudders*

~^~^~^~^~

Somebody Else's Retard Moment



Da When: Yesterday afternoon

Da Where: Astrovision Glorietta.

Da Who: Some Clueless Woman behind me whom I did not dare look at



Da Convo:

CW, to her companion: Ito na yata yung pinapahanap saten.

CW's companion: Ay oo nga. Baka ito na. Itanong naten.

CW, to the saleslady beside me: Meees, ang Y Tu Mama Tambien ba eh Chinese?



I choked back my reaction and went DVD browsing as if I heard nothing.



And I don't even own a DVD player.



* PS: I don't even find it funny right now. But it was thigh slapping funnee back then. It turned out they were looking for So Close. Which is not even Chinese.



* PPS: Ok, so maybe it was an honest to goodness ignorance on the Clueless Woman's part. But hey, by looking at the vcd cover, wouldn't you notice the difference between Asian actors and clearly Mexican looking ones? Well, obviously.. erm.. not.



Meanie!Meowl butts in: Laitera! Laitera!



Dehm! Looks like what was supposedly Somebody Else's Retard Moment just became my very own.

~^~^~^~^~

Big Yellow Taxi Cab



We get to meet a lot of people everyday. Some you file under the "must remember your name coz i might have to interact with you in the future" category. While most of 'em just pass through your consciousness before going straight to the recycle bin.



And then there's always that awkwardness that comes with meeting a person or a group of people for the very first time. The not knowing if they're actually nice or gonna hate your guts afterwards. More so when you feel compelled to keep a "small talk" kinda thing going. Which I marvelously suck at, btw. But there are those times when that perfunctory show of niceties seamlessly segues into an odd sense of familiarity. I like to call it a "clique-y" moment. In short, FC agad. And I say that with fondness. Nhuks, "fondness." Most certainly NOT in the derisive fashion that is the usual FC connotation.



Back to the "clique-y" moment comment. That's what I would like to believe what happened when I met Zein's friendly friends last Friday. Gawd, was it just Friday when I had a mad case of Santa Baby LSS?! Can't believe we spent that much time eating (and not eating) the humongous pizza servings. Yeah, time sure flies when you're laughing your asses off. Ain't that right. And the thing is, I kinda braced myself to be OP'd. But even during those times when I had no friggin' idea what they were talking and laughing about, I never felt like I was the odd one out. Which is so much more than I could say for some so-called friendly friends I used to have. Now how cool is that? Absolewt friggin' coolness, I daresay.



Not many people find out early on just how skitzowicky or Baafling I can be. Di ba Zein? Di ba Zein? Di ba Zeinab? Bwahahaha. I have to be comfortable with you first before I feel "safe" enough to let Evil!Meowl shine through. So am I cut out to be a Meanie? Here's my one peso on that:



I'm a

...meanie when you've given me enough reason to be one.

...meanie when you've provoked me to the breaking point.

...meanie when ya-betcha-meanie-ass I friggin' need to be.



Normally, I'm just a regular mini. Lolz.



Meanie!Meowl doesn't roar that much, but when she does, pray to your long gone ancestors that you won't be around to hear it. And yes, she bites, too.



So this has been The Recruit, officially signing on for "duty."



Here's to the next lafftrip session. ^_^