Kiwi

Again, i almost run in late for class, but then i saw my prof outside the building and raced to the classroom. Hah! I won!

I had fun at school today. Another fun day to exchange stories and opinions. Ela was wearing a headband today; Miguel had his polo repaired so it doesn't look as big as before; and Mark had his hair cut. Me? Well, i did change my bag, and its key chains, and my earrings...tee-hee.

Congratulations to Joanna, Sheryn and Rose Ann for getting a deserving exemption for British Lit prelims exams! Wooo!!! Hooray! Good Luck to Jessa, Alex and Rachelle who will report next. Break a leg!

Cheska told me she had this Creative Writing Teacher who also has a blog and is also a jrock fan! Wow! And he/she is also a Lit graduate! Sheeet. Idol. m/ stig. Sorry for the gender confusion, i forgot to ask if the teacher is a man or a woman. No, it's nothing related to my yaoistic mind, mind you.

I talked to Chris today, my Korean "alien" classmate, and found he's okay to talk to. His English is nicely pronounced, he just needs to raise his voice. I'm just beside him but i can barely hear what he's saying sometimes. Oh yeah, he knows other tagalog words. And its just not "konti" anymore, its "wala" too and "nawawala". Improvements...good.

Ms. Pereña also said that there's no class on Friday and Monday, giving us 4 days off. I don't know if this is a good or a bad thing. Yeah, i can slack off for four days straight and have plenty of time to either pleasure myself with my usual temptations or study for my prelims. Whichever comes first, i'll decide later. The bad side of this is, we are missing so much of our MWF subjects. And to say i like the subjects in MWF!!! Gyarrr...

Class ends, i went straight to changing my outfit for PE class. I have Softball PE every Monday, so that means i have to eat lunch. To conserve money, I decided to pack lunch. It would have been great if it wasn't for that rice which i bought in the morning. It had a funny taste but it wasn't panis or anything. I'm not stupid to not notice inedibles.

After lunch, i went to our usual meeting place for PE. I sat at one of the benches and read a book while waiting for Aubrey that i'm supposed to meet at 12:30 (current time 12:00). Punctual as she is, i met her at the designated time. She's talkative and fun to talk to. There's nothing more joyful in this world than talking to someone with your same likes. Haaay...yeah, she also likes Yaoi and L'Arc~en~Ciel so that made me very happy. She also lended me Only the Ring Finger Knows which is a shounen-ai manga! And that made me all the more happy. And she also lended me her files of manga scans, of course yaoi/shounen-ai. And that made me very very very happy. ^^

Before i forget, "HI AUBREY!"
(i know you'll visit here sooner or later. hah!)

At PE, well, this is...i don't know, fun? tiring? irritating? what? Well, we had our usual drills of running through the entire diamond field and catching and pitching with your partner. Then we moved to batting. Batting was fun, i looked like a geek, but i did fairly well. I was catching up but not that fast. The sun was a major ouch. We had arm protectors (note: itchy BLACK arm protectors) and a striking orange jersy. So please imagine the pain plus the burning heat of the sun at 1 in the afternoon till 3. Yes, feast on the feeling masochists.

Going home, I ate japanese cake and lots of water. I read my book once again until i felt drowsy and slept at the jeep. It rained hard today, but i didn't got wet. Lucky me.

I'm so tired...Somebody dig my grave, i'm ready for my eternal rest...

-_-"

OF BOOKS

Recently, I’ve been very fond of reading novel books. I’m not a book worm like other people, but I do love the feeling inside a bookstore and reading various topics offered by different authors. Honestly, reading books is simply a hobby of mine. I read when I have nothing better to do. I actually never thought of it as a medium in gaining knowledge.

When did I start reading novels anyway? Well, my mom is fond of those old century romance pocket books, and she has all the shelves to herself. She got so addicted to reading those; she developed insomnia and lowered her eyesight level. I remember one time, I slept beside her while she was still reading, and I have school the next day. When I woke up, she’s still reading and I thought she just woke up really early, but actually, she had a marathon with the book’s chapters. Wow. I read a few ones of those types for my mom got tired of telling the story of each book to me, so she made me read. I didn’t develop my love for books that time yet.

The very first book that I bought is Bob Ong’s ABNKKBSNPLAko?. I liked it and started collecting all his works. Then a school mate of mine lend me Anne Rice’s Blood and Gold, the story of Marius, the ancient vampire. Easily, those two authors became my favorites. Sometimes I buy books when I have the money and sales are present, but since I’m in a Lit class, I have many I can barrow from. Tee-hee!

Since reading in class would be a waste of effort (so noisy) and the house has all the necessary distractions, my reading time mostly takes place at the jeep. Given that my time travel to school takes me an hour and half, it would be a waste of time to just sit there and stare out the window, instead, I read. Isn’t that time management?

So what do I have here? A few ones..hmmm…

Anne Rice
*Interview With the Vampire
*The Vampire Lestat
*Lasher

Bob Ong
* ABNKKBSNPLAko? Mga Kwentong Chalk ni Bob Ong
* Bakit Baliktad Magbasa ng Libro ang mga Pilipino?
* Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas
* Alamat ng Gubat

* Danton Remoto - Ladlad: An Anthology of Philippine Gay Writing (I and II)

* Paolo Coelho - Veronica Decides To Die
* _____________ - Omen Damien
* Jiro Osagiri – Homecoming

Wants to buy/ read/ borrow:

Shanghai Baby
The Key: Diary of an Old Mad Man
The Kitchen Witch
Sweet Blood
Memoirs of a Geisha
Fast Food Fiction
Marrying Buddah
Eleven Minutes
The Da Vinci Code
Angels and Demons

Hmmm….anyone?

OF FILMS

Nowadays, I’m into flms. Whatever that maybe, as long as it can satisfy my taste. But most preferably Art and Indie Films or anything with complexed or sensitive topics that not just any movie goer can appreciate. Those types with deep meanings. I like extracting messages from films. It’s fun. And I like being a movie reviewer. Makes me feel great about myself.

Just last year, I got interested into these kinds of movie, and looking for them at the most unexpected places and person, is fun also. I guess I’m tired of the overrated, sell-out stories of teen flicks, sappy romantic-comedies. Let’s give the spotlight to the confused and anarchists.

Last week, Cinemalaya, had its Indipendent Film Fest, but I wasn’t able to go. And also last week was Cineone’s launch for its original digital films. Yes…that’s it. Move about Philippines!

OF POETRY

Since I am a Lit Major and one of our forte will be Poetry, I give it a try sometimes. I’ve never really like poems, sometimes they make me sleepy, I don’t like poem books too. I’m more of the free verse poet, I hate the metrical because I have to abide some rules and it doesn’t make me feel free.

Here’s one I’ve made:

Heaven's Gone Insane

Salient rebellions
War and corruption help hands
Disbelief in your kerygma
Where has the faith gone?

Tears flowing in your hands
Reality reverse dreams
Emotions shutters in dwelling screams
Her hands covered with blood

Bona fide persona vanished
Let's celebrate chaos in our bolthole
A twilight of ghost approaching
Sanity drifts...placed amok

Pretty deep and dark, eh? I once have been In love with the topic of death, and so flows on my random poems. Unfortunately, some of them are mistakenly thrown away.

One of the best poems I’ve heard recently is “Pattern” that was discusted in Lit 101 and from the movie Dead Poets Society:

Opening poem by the society…

I went into the woods because
I wanted to live deliberately
I wanted to live deep
And suck out all the marrow of life
To put to rout all that was not life
And not, when I have come to die,
I discover that I had not lived…

On the spot made poem by Ethan Hawk’s character…

I close my eyes
And this image floats beside me
A sweaty-toothed madman
With a stare that pounds my brain
His hands reach out and choke me
All the time he’s mumbling
Mumbling, truth.
Truth, like a blanket that always leave your feet cold
You push it,you stretch it, it’ll never be enough
You kick it, beat it, it’ll never cover any of us
From the moment we enter crying
To the moment we leave dying
It will just cover your face
As you wail and cry and scream

Beautiful, noh?


OF BOREDOM

I’m bored. But I hate getting bored. When I’m bored I do useless things. I tire myslef to remove the boredom but i’m still bored. If emotions can float and flass it self as a word, there will be something blinking on my forehear saying: “DAMN IT I’M BORED!”.

Writing this post also bored me…sheeeeet.

I’m not bored. Not anymore… Mom and Kuya scolded me for not telling them where I really went last Saturday. Too bad I got busted, but I don’t feel bad that much. As if I haven’t experienced a mass especially dedicated for me. I actually miss getting in trouble. I’m too much of a good girl already * chokes *, I have to pitch in a little badness once in a while, ne?

So what did happened last Saturday?

I went out with Mao and Ajine to meet up with my new found friend, Habs at Gamol. For anybody’s FYI, he is NEOtaku’s keyboardist, so, hoooraaay!!! I’m actually persuading him to add Super Drive (opening song for Gravitation) in their song list and hopefully I can see them perform it! Yey! With costume!!! Mwehehehe…anyways! He’s fun to be with, and he wasn’t shy so we got along good. He treated us to Arcade so I played Time Crisis. As much as I hate it, I still suck at the damn game, but I always enjoy it nonetheless, fave! Habs played the Percussion and boy was he good! * bows * lupeeet. I got around the hoops, practicing for my basketball PE, next year, hah! Oh! We saw this old guy wearing neon-green polo tucked in his pants very high, playing Time Crisis! Classmates, please imagine Dr.Gallang playing the game, if you even know Time Crisis, thank you then. Me and Mao thinks he is a frustrated professor releasing all of it in a shooting game. What’s so peculiar about the old man is he plays funny, and I don’t even know how to describe it. If you know how and where to find me, I’ll demonstrate it for you, willingly. No charge!

Going to my dad’s house at Boni, I saw one of those “Salvation Men” that preaches the good word at moving buses then give envelopes for donations. Usually I’ll just ignore them or give P5 because maybe their just desperate, but that day, I actually got the idea of my new story from him. Along with the old guy I saw at the arcade, I’m now planning on making a story out of them. The theme? Just another day in paradise… Yeah, I think I can give my writing a shot again. Since I’ve been into Yaoi so much, maybe I can continue my Blue Paint story. I miss Rowel… it’s good that I’m out of my frustration now, because I might kill myself later. My Socio prof said that cases of suicides are all because of too much frustration. I’m out of danger now, huh?

I just want to greet my Kuya a big big OMEDETOU!!! for his new found job! Hoooraaay!!! After years of slacking off, he’s finally decided to make us proud. Wow. Actually, my oniichan is the perfect example of a kid who was playful, turned into a guy who loves girls, parties and beers, then into a man who is now responsible. I’m really proud. Before, I actually loathe this guy. I wanted to kill him. This is no exaggeration, I really did want to kill him or kick him out of the house, because for me then, he was the meanest creature I’ve ever encountered in the whole world! And he happens to be blood related to me. But eventually, we matured and I understood, we got along and now I want his salvation. And it was given. Thank you Lord.

Speaking of brother, I have this complain about my younger bro. He’s a pest. Well, not all the time, but most of the time. Before, he wouldn’t listen to me and his disrespect for me boils my blood. That issue got settled but another attitude is annoying me. When I stay there and use some of his clothes (since I don’t really live there, Boni), for example his pajama that he isn’t using of the moment, when I’m going to wear it, he’ll suddenly take it from me and insist he’ll use it, even if not. Then when I was watching Mano Po and saw him eating Chips Ahoy, I asked for one and he gave me his piece witch already have a bite and stinky slime. He could’ve given me the whole piece which was still there, but no! He was so greedy and wanted it for himself alone! I don’t know what the hell that attitude is! Sometimes when I’m just about to eat some chips and see me, he’ll say: “Oy! Wag mo ubusin yan!”. I mean, what the fuck?! Anong problema niya?! Diba? Putrinyeta! Mabait lang ako, di ko na pinapatulan eh! AAAArgh!

* breathes deep *

Ooookay. Let’s move on to the good stuffs.

One day my mom went home with a surprise. Was I surprised? Of course! She just took home a brand new 80G Hard Disk, 256 memory and a Zip Drive! Huwaaaa!!!! Just in time! Because I want my old 15G Hard Disk formatted because of those damn worms lurking around the system! Well, all would’ve been great, but the memory doesn’t fit our slots. Oniichan said that we need a DD-R memory type, not a PC-100. In order to use the new HD, we need a bigger memory. So if anyone is interested in trading, please let me know, ne?

Last night I was watching Cine Malaya’s awards night. Good thing Akie told me about it and got a sneak preview of the films showed. Well, the awards night wasn’t so grand, just plain. I guess they could improve next year. And I swear I’ll watch it next year! Oh! And speaking of films I’m in search of these movies, so if you could find me one, please inform me too!

Hunting for:
1. Velvet Goldmine (Ewan McGregor, Christian Bale / Glam Rock, etc.)
2. The Virgin Suicides (Kirstin Dunst)
3. The Basketball Diaries (Leonardo Di Caprio)
4. Elephant (suicidals, etc.)
5. Story Making
6. I Not Stupid (Singaporian movie)
7. Formula-17 (Taiwanese movie, Duncan Chow, Tony Yang)

I’m almost done with this post. Since its pretty long, I’ll leave it at that for a few days while I concentrate for my prelims. Shit! That’s tomorrow and I haven’t reviewed a thing! Instead I’m reading Calvin and Hobbes! British Lit, first and only subject for tom. And I have to find an Atlas soon! Do we need that for CWG? Oh I don’t know! I’ll slack off for now. Cram later! Hah!

The most comfortable clothes in a rainy and cold day like this are pajamas, a simple t-shirt and a jacket. Feels goooood.

I'm all fucked up.

Just when i'm all ready and glee to concentrate on my study, my god damn PC will have its usual serving of annoyance to me.

Somebody down there must love me so much, i'm about to cry.

Since i'm fucked up, i'll give you all a lame movie review for a lame movie. Here it is, suckers.

Life Translated

(sorry for the expletives, i'm really pissed off right now. No offence to anybody.)

Somebody smack me in the face so i can just pass out.

Prelim week is over. But I’m still raving about my exam. I admit I didn’t really study, but I got by. I reviewed, but I think I never memorized anything. I like to cram, because cramming makes me more focused on what I should be doing, like studying. I’m a laid back person. I don’t mind getting a low score, as long as I don’t fail (Hey, I still have a pride you know!) I’ve been like this since I started school (that’s elementary man, elementary!). When I’m at home and should be reviewing, instead, I’ll grab my comics or surf the net or watch DVD and TV! My house has all the necessary things to distract me. Gosh, I so love my house. This explains why I don’t want to dorm.

Since its prelim week, let’s analyze each passing day and every exam that I practically messed up. Shall we?

[Monday]

Oh, sorry, this is a no class day. It’s the Feast of St. Dominic and students I guess were given an extension of one day (apart from Saturday and Sunday) to prepare for their major subject. What did I do? I watched DVD! I watched my Do As Infinity concert tour, Untold Scandal and a little bit of Mambo Italiano which I still love. At night, maybe about 9:30 PM, I made a reviewer for British Literature, my major subject, so I can review smoothly tomorrow morning.
I went to sleep.

[Tuesday]

I got up at 3:30 A.M. to review for my Brit Lit subject. I was cramming again as usual, but nothing really registered in my head. I like my teacher, and how she teaches, but I hate history. I don’t like memorizing, I have a tendency to forget things immediately, and so history never worked for me. From the house to the jeep to school, I was still cramming, and then Ms. Violet entered and gave us the exam. How did I do? Of course I failed! I got a few points below the 50% cut up, and I can’t remember clearly what that is…

[Wednesday]

The way I was at Tuesday morning, I am for the rest of the week, or no, until Thursday. My exam for this day is English 101a and Contemporary World Geography. English could’ve been my ‘good’ exam, if it wasn’t for the NO ERASURE rule. Damn rule. I think I got 5 items messed up because of that. Tse! Next is CWG, which everybody hates, I think, is one hell of an exam! She gave us two types of exam. One is a map test, and the other is an essay. I survived the essay but I’m still not sure and the map test got my tension high. I could just drop dead that time.

[Thursday]

Lit 101 and Economics are the exams. Lit 101 is kind of hard, the damn
Matching type will fail me! I just know it will! Argh! Economics is easy, except for the analyzing type. And what I hate about the Eco test is we have to shade a box to answer! That was hard for me! I was using a point 1 ball pen! That ate most of my time.

[Friday]

Ahahaha!!! I didn’t review in the morning for the following subjects at all! The tests are Sociology and Philosophy. Socio could’ve been very easy (multiple choice), if only I studied. I was so intimidated by Philo, I didn’t mind so much about it. The result, it became hard for me, and I’ll be so embarrassed to see my score announced. Shit. Philo was okay. I was ready to drain everything out of my empty head when I saw the questions, but then my classmates asked Dr. Galang if we could open the notes, and was allowed! Weee!!! I’m not sure of everything, but I guess I did okay. Philo is a tricky subject, you think you know you’re right, but think again. I don’t mind a zero.

Well, that’s it. As a reward for my great effort, I treated myself for a large bowl of noodles in Chowking. Something hot to eat is the best for a rainy day. I also bought a new book titled Burning Girl. Though I’m not sure if I’ll be able to read it soon, I’m starting Da Vinci’s Code now.

Ooookay. Enough of the prelims ek ek. I shall start on my report for Lit 101 and Brit Lit. Gosh, talk about MAJORS, huh?

Kaninang umaga, dalawang beses akong may nakatabing buntis.

I think i heard somewhere that pregnant women are lucky? Because it meant new life, whatsoever? Or was that just me making my own theory? I asked some of my classmates and said it was just a coincidence. Oh yeah, that's it. I was being sceptical. I was hoping
for a good day, because today is result day. (Prelims result, out!)

How are my exams? Well, I didn't flunk anything yet. My Eco was fine. Some of the subjects are not yet announced. Oh, is this good news? No classes on Friday. Pffft.

Okay, so my classroom session was fine, but wait till i get to the PE part. You'll pity me.

First, I and some of my classmate ate lunch at the Collaico Park. I wanted to throw my food or give my lunch to my dog because it didn't taste right. I packed lunch since i only have money left for my traveling fare. I had Corn beef, but i wasn't able to gisa it for we didn't have any onions available. Don't expect me to go out the house and buy some at 4:30 in the morning, please. Good thing Akie and Leo was with me. I ate some of Akie's ulam and Leo finished my lunch. He said he loves Corn beef, whatever the taste maybe. Thanks a lot guys.

Here comes PE.

I arrived an hour early for PE. I was the only Orange team there and one girl from the Yellow team. Seeing she sat near my bench, I decided to chat her up. Her name is Jyn. We were having fun talking about our department and courses when she asked me what org I joined. I said Tomasinotaku. Then she said she knows it, and is part of the ML. Needless to ask if she was an anime fan, because obviously she is. She also likes jrock, particulary Laruku and Glay. And I promised her an album next time. Funny thing is, when I mentioned about yaoi or shounen-ai, she just laughed. Guess she's not much of a fan but its okay. Her classmate Gef (girl yan!) arrived and joined in the conversation. Then Tomi came too and asked me to accompany her change to PE uniform.

1 o'clock came and prof was there. As expected, practical test day! It's the PE's prelims. She first asked us to practice some throwing and catching. I guess i should have taken it seriously. Tomi accidentally hit my left arm, and I got nervous it might get swollen. I recovered and went on with the practice. Prof started the drills, pair by pair. My arm still hurt but I had to do it for the grades. I don't want to fail PE. And the thought of failing PE is absurd. I'm fine with a low grade, but failing is out of my league. I'll feel so sorry and stupid if that happens.

'kay, here comes the climax.

It was me and Tomi's turn. We were doing fine, but Tomi sometimes throws too high, I have to get the rolling ball, from the green field to the complex. That always humiliates me. Just proves how stupid I am at catching. Throwing is fine with me, i think i'm doing a pretty good job. But being a wishy-washy at catching didn't prepare me for the worst.

I got hit HARD by the softball ball at the eye and brow bone. Shit. That hurts.

Prof asked me if I was okay, but said anyway it was my own stupid mistake. Actually, i agree. Who said that catching in the position? Was right? Who left her cap that will protect the face at home? Michel poh...tanga.

Anyway, I got over the pain and was consoled by my teammates. I even continued the practical test. I'm still laughing at the incident. I always do. It's a technique I love. Laugh at your mistakes and make-up. We even had actual play later; I was a center-fielder. Di ko alam kung malakas lang talaga loob ko o kapal lang talaga ng mukha. Either of the two, made me feel so much better. I was just scared I might have a black eye. But it's fine now.

PE is a drag. I don't like softball anymore. Seeing I’m no good with it. And I’m not ENJOYING, which is the most important factor. When I chose my PE, i told myself that i need the kind that will make me sweat. Really sweat. But I just realized, what's the point of loosing sweat or fat, if it's only once a week? Geez...

I'm taking basketball next year. At least I know I’m good at shooting already.

That’s both the negative and the positive.

Last Thursday, i went with some friends to watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I wasn't impressed so much with the movie, and for me, it was too short for the part of the "factory exploration" which is one of the main points of the 'original' one. Heck, Mich, this is the remake! Or maybe i slept on those parts. (Note: I had an hour of sleep for that day, i needed it badly. I could pass out anywhere). Instead of focusing on the factory, the remake pointed on family values. Johny Depp portrait a different Willy Wonka. Instead of the 'boss', Willy Wonka was transparent of his loneliness as a child with no father and a childhood that he should've enjoyed before.

Hmmm...Johny Depp everywhere, eh? He's in another movie called The Corpse Bride, the same people behind, The Nightmare before Christmas. Another Tim Burton film, think he's gay? Nah...

Recently, i read a movie review of the film D'Anothers and got my blood boiling as how it was reviewed poorly and obviously biased to Western movies. Before this movie review was a review for Charlie, and boy was i mad! I don't know who the hell that person is but i will assume that's a woman, and i'll call her a bitch. Good thing i don't know who she is, or else i could've sent her a gift that will tick and explode to her face. I'll watch from afar seeing her die. I mean come'on! Where was her mercy? 3/4 of her review consisted most of the summary for the movie and not about the elements a movie review should have like the characters (main, supporting cast), the computer graphics (CG), or the pattern of events. She describes Vhong Navaro as "Sigaw ng sigaw", well, honey, Jesus Resurecsiyon's character is like that, and he’s a scardy-cat for ghost. And she said that the movie is obviously a rip off from an effective horror movie called The Others. Are you blind? Look at the title! If you're not blind, then definitely you are stupid. Further more, how much did she rate this movie? A measly P2.00! Wow, hon, people should butcher you right now. I think this movie is worth every penny. It was funny, as what it was meant to be; It didn't need to be scary as what some stupid people wants it to be; and the people loves it. It is for me and for everyone who watched it. I've been in the cinema for this movie, and everyone loved it, the laughers as evidence. My mom said it's a certified blockbuster and have earned a hundred million by now. Go choke on your two pesos, bitch.

These reviewer together with her other stuck-up co-workers obviously gave little time laughing at the jokes and appreciating the movie. Why am i raving so much is because i love the movie and am proud.

From here on, Homophobics, scram!

Last Saturday was the general assembly for Tomasinotaku. It was fun, i got another Ragnarok CD, which i never play and the official pin of the org. It was so genki inside. I was in the mercy of all yaoi and anime...gosh that was heaven.

*sigh*

Afterwards, i left school to watch Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros at UP Diliman. It was a great movie! I'd love it very much if it will ever be released on VCD or DVD. The actor that played "Maxi" was very good, considering he is young and straight. There is family value too, and the issue of puppy love. Michiko Yamamoto, thanks for the movie!

Today I got to watch another interview about Pusang Gala. Well, this independent film that i first got a glimpse at the Pink Fest, is gaining much attention from critics and the curious. Add me to the obsessed list. I'm so glad that gay cinema is surfacing finally. It's about time films like these go mainstreams. Take a peek at the colorful life of gay people! It's not like you'll became one as well.

I'd like to quote Boy Abunda on what he said earlier at Private Conversations...

"Homosexuality had long been apologized in society."

Yeah, true true. And i don't know if I’ve said it before, but if God really loves us, he will allow us to venture into relationships like these if it will make us happy. Who are the judges of us anyway? The Church? They say that homosexuality is wrong for there was only a man and a woman who was created by God. But did God intended to have a third sex in the world he created? Does he really oppose? Have they had the proof that God opposes? Boo...i think not.

[The first part of Charlie and D'Anothers is crappy becuase I idiotically deleted the original which was written in the peak of my emotion. Geez]

I don't know why I'm getting addicted to the Moulin Rouge soundtrack again. It's been such a long time since I've seen the movie, and I actually miss it.

Hmm...where is that VCD? Shall I watch it again? Hope so... and in a better video quality please. I haven't gone to Quiapo again, and when I do, I hope I could find a clear copy of the movie.

My mom lended me the P800 phone for a while, and I'm having fun taking pictures of just about anything. Haha! Though it is kind of hard to use. Ericson phones are not user-friendly. That's why i gave up my old one for the 3530 nokia.

For the last week, something has been bothering me. I'm getting all paranoid everytime I'll think about it. Then you say, why not think about it. Well, that would've been an award-winning advice if only it's that easy. Shit. I'm all weary everytime I get home. This sucks.

[9:45 A.M]

The devil speaks.

Blah blah blah blah.

Oh yeah, he’s still going…

Blah blah blah blah

First thing in the morning I got slapped.

It hurts man. It hurts.

Shit.

I’m taking this down the drain.

Back to the devil.

Now with friends.

Oh yeah, what a B-E-Autiful morning.

The second to the last chair from the door at the last row of the room pratically victimized 1Lit students today.

Hah!

[10:00 A.M]

The ice melts.

I think I’m fine now.

At last, I could breathe freely again.

[12:10]

Mr. Galang presented an idea of an ideal Christmas party.

Contribution: 1 Million pesos
Worth of Exchange Gift: 2 Million pesos
Where: “The Bahamas”
Activities: inom, sab-sab, sayaw

‘Stig.

[6:30 P.M]

Me, Joanna and Leo still at school.

[7:00 P.M]

Waiting for Kuya Weng to arrive.

[7:30 P.M]

Singing I Wanna Go Home by Michael Bubble as a sign of a momentous insanity.

[7:45 P.M]

Kuya Weng arrives.

Laughs all over, inside the car.

[11:15 P.M]

I should be sleeping, but writing this here.

Oya!

Recently, the class of 1Lit, together with other AB majors and proffesors, paid a visit to Blibid Prison, Muntinlupa City. This was meant for Sociology class, and a requirement for the completion of grades.

It was fun. I had a nice time there. We were presented with great performances from the Sampaguita Theater and their official dance group, which I unfortunately forgot. Then, students were given partners to interact with.

Mine was Mang Oscar (I prefer calling him this). He's a really nice man. He's very outgoing, like me, and he's all smiles and laughs when we were talking. Ang bait nya talaga. He even gave me souveniers and treat me with Pepsi. Yey! When I asked him how he got there, he didn't tell me the reason. I guess he considers it personal, I really didn't mind. I was focusing on making him feel at ease with me. He said that life in prison is both sad and hard. Similarly because it's hard and sad at the same time missing your family all the time, and not be able to be with them, even if how much you need them by your side. Mang Oscar said that in 2 years, he'll be released and will go abroad to be with his 17 year old daughter. Yep, she's around my age so I volunteered to be his daughter for the day. He's a caring dad. Good Luck on life, sir!

Here is some information I've gathered about Bilibid.

1. The word "Prison" was changed to "Correctional" because inmates are being rehabilitated.

2. There are 3 securities or buildings in Bilibid.

Maximum Security - 20 years and above sentences or death row

Medium Security - 20 years below to 1 day

Minimum Security - Due for lease; the olds; Orientation and Examination

3. The Rehabilitation Programs includes educational offers like free education from elementary to college.

4. There are 15,000 inmates in the Maximum security and 5,999 inmates inside Minimum security with only 128 police force.

5. "Bartolina" is now call "Disciplinary Cell" and not with a small space and minimal light, but a small cell fit for one person, lights and electric fan.

6. Women are put to Correctional Institution for Women at Mandaluyong.

7. In the morning till 6 PM, inmates are free to do activities and roam around with security. At 6 PM, they are commanded to get back to cell and be recounted.

8. It is wrong to say "Kulungan" but "Bilangguan" kasi binibilang muna sila bago itago. "kulungan" are for animals.

Well, well, well. It's true. Marami ngang bakla sa AB. Mwhahahaha!. And this makes things all the while happy. ^^V I even had a momentary crush on this one guy until I found out his true colors. Awww...Sayang ang gwapo pa naman. He reminds me of my batch mate Laurence, which at the first day of high school being Freshmen, he made girls sigh and like him. Come the next meeting and he's squeaking like a girl. Nice try, girls. He likes men better.

Today I met with Mao to meet her...hmmm...boyfriend? Ka-MU?...err... love interest, Ivan! Together with Nel and Liz at megamall after I watched a bloody game of the UST juniors. Haha. Of course they lost. ugh...

Then later, I went to Joanna's late party becuase it was her birthday last Wednesday. This is the best part of my day. I love laughing, it's a great feeling. It was like a batch reunion. We had fun sharing stories from different universities and partial experiences of first time colleges. Some are also from UST, so we could relate to each other. Haay...i like parties like these. I hope we could have it again...