/ 5:43:00 PM

Longest. Week. Ever.



Okay.. let's scratch the "ever" part. It doesn't bide well to make sweeping generalizations. But lemme just say that the past week was a helluva time stretcher.



Like every day was a week in itself.



*blinks*



*shudders*



Slept for 10 straight hours last Saturday though. So a little this and that of whatever sanity I may have originally possessed are creeping back. And been having 6 hours of sleep the past two nights as well. So yeah. All's good. Nearly.



Except that I had a UTI attack yesterday and had to nurse my poor hurting body at home. In the sweltering heat of this blasted summmerrrr. Hindi naman kasi aircon ang abang tahanan namin noh.



Meeeeep.

~^~^~^~^~

Wheeeeeeee



That scrapbook I was slaving over last, last weekend? Surprise, surprise! It turned out ok. Not the best looking one I could've come up with, but with the constraints on both time and resources, I'd say that it did major butt kicking, bhaybeee. Never mind that I'm making buhat my own bangko. *chuckles* Buhket buh? Ako naman yung nabibigatan dah bah? *snickers*



The people around here would never know just how much time, effort and artistry I've poured into that mini-project. And I would never have it any other way. I don't toot my own horn in a place where other people can, you know, actually hear it. *LOL* Coz I'd never want the gift to be more important than its intended purpose. Which is to make another person's birfday even more special. And together with the other token my teammate equally slaved over, I think we've managed to hit that one right on the money.



And me gets to have an icing on me chocolate cake...



That little thank you email I got?



*dies*



Weylll.. colour me flattered. I'm just all.. Hee.



Just...



*dies all over again*



I've been getting used to the doormat treatment for some time now that a compliment actually causes me to have a "WTF just happened" kind of reaction. It has the effect of leaving me bewildered, humbled and over the moon kind of happy all at the same time. And all in a fraction of a second.



Indeed, a little thank you goes a verrrry loooooong way.



Me likes to take that road again.



Hee.

~^~^~^~^~

Baby Lurrve



I'm not one of those people who instantly turn into a puddle of goo whenever a baby's around. It's not that I don't like kids. I just don't feel the overwhelming urge to squeeze the color out of their pudgy, ruddy cheeks and make funny faces or babbly noises to make them smile. Okay, now I feel like an ogre. It's just that I'm not particularly used to having kids around me so I guess you could say that I'm a wee bit terrified. Heh. Konti lang naman.



I used to play big sis for a couple of younger cousins before, both five years my junior. But that was soooo a looooong time ago I've forgotten how to be one na. One's a continent away and the other one's a plane ride and an island too far. [/end of OT-ish reminiscing]



But lo and behold! Last Saturday, I think I may have maxed out on my Cooing at Cute Babies quota. And to think that:

1) I don't even "coo" in the first place!

2) I don't find all babies necessarily cute. Like, there are cute babies you go aawwww on and then there are just.. ya know.. uhm, babies. *LMAO*



So my admitting that the OC babies (re: respective kiddos of the bossies at work) (re: re: Pio @ 1yr, Joaquin @ 4mos, Thea @ 2mos and Chelsea @ 5mos) were farkin adorable says something. Says a whole lot, actually.



"Methinks they're gorgeeeeeousss. Me wanna squeeeeze them. Coddle and huuuuuugggg them...." *say the line in ala Ms. Congeniality singsong-y way*



Err.. hmmmkay. Nuff with the weirdness. *sheepish*



Was that the sound of my maternal instincts kicking in? Wait.. *coughs* maternal?! *sputters*



Err.. let's not go there.



*LMFAO*

~^~^~^~^~

You Know You're Too Tired/Busy When You..



... doze off while watching your favorite tv show

... forget you're supposed to watch your fave tv show

... haven't been getting your daily dose of fanfics for three weeks (and counting)

... get to do your nails at 1 in the morning

... read the Saturday and Sunday dailies in one sitting (the Wednesday after)

... have 693 text messages in your inbox already

~^~^~^~^~

Resolution.. Not!



Suffering from SADHD right now. Selective ADHD, that is.



Stop looking at me that way. I promise to be more *ahem* "focused" tomorrow.



*tries hard to keep her mouth from twitching*

~^~^~^~^~

Summa summatime



I want a weekend getaway. To where? *shrugs* I dunno.

Tagaytay? Baguio? the beach? any beach!

Duuuuuuuudddde. Kahet saan. Anywhere but herrrrrre.



Unwind me.



As in now na.

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.

/ 5:43:00 PM

Longest. Week. Ever.



Okay.. let's scratch the "ever" part. It doesn't bide well to make sweeping generalizations. But lemme just say that the past week was a helluva time stretcher.



Like every day was a week in itself.



*blinks*



*shudders*



Slept for 10 straight hours last Saturday though. So a little this and that of whatever sanity I may have originally possessed are creeping back. And been having 6 hours of sleep the past two nights as well. So yeah. All's good. Nearly.



Except that I had a UTI attack yesterday and had to nurse my poor hurting body at home. In the sweltering heat of this blasted summmerrrr. Hindi naman kasi aircon ang abang tahanan namin noh.



Meeeeep.

~^~^~^~^~

Wheeeeeeee



That scrapbook I was slaving over last, last weekend? Surprise, surprise! It turned out ok. Not the best looking one I could've come up with, but with the constraints on both time and resources, I'd say that it did major butt kicking, bhaybeee. Never mind that I'm making buhat my own bangko. *chuckles* Buhket buh? Ako naman yung nabibigatan dah bah? *snickers*



The people around here would never know just how much time, effort and artistry I've poured into that mini-project. And I would never have it any other way. I don't toot my own horn in a place where other people can, you know, actually hear it. *LOL* Coz I'd never want the gift to be more important than its intended purpose. Which is to make another person's birfday even more special. And together with the other token my teammate equally slaved over, I think we've managed to hit that one right on the money.



And me gets to have an icing on me chocolate cake...



That little thank you email I got?



*dies*



Weylll.. colour me flattered. I'm just all.. Hee.



Just...



*dies all over again*



I've been getting used to the doormat treatment for some time now that a compliment actually causes me to have a "WTF just happened" kind of reaction. It has the effect of leaving me bewildered, humbled and over the moon kind of happy all at the same time. And all in a fraction of a second.



Indeed, a little thank you goes a verrrry loooooong way.



Me likes to take that road again.



Hee.

~^~^~^~^~

Baby Lurrve



I'm not one of those people who instantly turn into a puddle of goo whenever a baby's around. It's not that I don't like kids. I just don't feel the overwhelming urge to squeeze the color out of their pudgy, ruddy cheeks and make funny faces or babbly noises to make them smile. Okay, now I feel like an ogre. It's just that I'm not particularly used to having kids around me so I guess you could say that I'm a wee bit terrified. Heh. Konti lang naman.



I used to play big sis for a couple of younger cousins before, both five years my junior. But that was soooo a looooong time ago I've forgotten how to be one na. One's a continent away and the other one's a plane ride and an island too far. [/end of OT-ish reminiscing]



But lo and behold! Last Saturday, I think I may have maxed out on my Cooing at Cute Babies quota. And to think that:

1) I don't even "coo" in the first place!

2) I don't find all babies necessarily cute. Like, there are cute babies you go aawwww on and then there are just.. ya know.. uhm, babies. *LMAO*



So my admitting that the OC babies (re: respective kiddos of the bossies at work) (re: re: Pio @ 1yr, Joaquin @ 4mos, Thea @ 2mos and Chelsea @ 5mos) were farkin adorable says something. Says a whole lot, actually.



"Methinks they're gorgeeeeeousss. Me wanna squeeeeze them. Coddle and huuuuuugggg them...." *say the line in ala Ms. Congeniality singsong-y way*



Err.. hmmmkay. Nuff with the weirdness. *sheepish*



Was that the sound of my maternal instincts kicking in? Wait.. *coughs* maternal?! *sputters*



Err.. let's not go there.



*LMFAO*

~^~^~^~^~

You Know You're Too Tired/Busy When You..



... doze off while watching your favorite tv show

... forget you're supposed to watch your fave tv show

... haven't been getting your daily dose of fanfics for three weeks (and counting)

... get to do your nails at 1 in the morning

... read the Saturday and Sunday dailies in one sitting (the Wednesday after)

... have 693 text messages in your inbox already

~^~^~^~^~

Resolution.. Not!



Suffering from SADHD right now. Selective ADHD, that is.



Stop looking at me that way. I promise to be more *ahem* "focused" tomorrow.



*tries hard to keep her mouth from twitching*

~^~^~^~^~

Summa summatime



I want a weekend getaway. To where? *shrugs* I dunno.

Tagaytay? Baguio? the beach? any beach!

Duuuuuuuudddde. Kahet saan. Anywhere but herrrrrre.



Unwind me.



As in now na.