Coco's journal

USAPANG SPORTS

Wed, 22 Feb 2006 03:10:12 GMT

MAGLARO. MAGLARO. MAGLARO.
MAGLARO. MAGLARO. MAGLARO.

Gusto kong maglaro.
Kahit ano pwede. Basta, gusto kong maglaro.

Nalulungkot ako dahil wala akong kalaro ngayon.
Gusto kong maglaro.

MAGLARO.
MAGLARO.
MAGLARO.

HAHAHA. May ikkwento pala ako.

Magkakaroon ng mini-Olympics sa village namin ngayong summer. Nakita ko sa bulletin board. In next two months siya mangyayari.

VOLLEYBALL:
Tumawag si kapitbahay last week. Niyaya akong sumama sa volleyball team niya. Pumayag ako. Nag-aasaran kami at bigla akong napahiya kasi habang nag-uusap kami sa phone.

Bobong Corene. Bakit ka pumayag? Eh, hindi ka naman marunong mag-volleyball. Matatamaan lang ako ng bola at matutumba sa floor. Kailan ba akong last na humawak ng bola? Noong 3rd year high school? Hindi ko pa sineryoso ang PE ko noon.

Ang naaalala ko pa... Masyado akong obsessed sa pagmememorize ng Noli Me Tangere para sa quizzes ni Ms. Osila. (Pamatay talaga ang quizzes niya! Akala mo, hindi ka na makakatapak ng 4th year high school sa HIRAP.)

Na-pass na ng kapitbahay ko ang list ng sasali sa volleyball team namin. Masaya ako ng nalaman ko na ang mga childhood friends ko ang makakasama ko. EXCITED NA AKONG MAKITA SILA! Namimiss ko na sila.

Bakit minsan lang kami kahit nasa kabilang street lang sila o nasa tapat ng bahay mo?
-"You have to cross the street before I get to see you. Nakakatamad!"
-"You have to walk and push the doorbell button."
-"Busy."

Ayaw ko ng volleyball. Sumasakit ang arms ko. Namumula rin siya. Nakakatakot. Akala mo, may rashes ka. Malaki rin ang bola. Akala mo, canon ball na mag-hhurl down towards you.

Kumbaga sa tennis, yung arms mo yung raketa.

BADMINTON:
Maraming naglalaro ng badminton.

AYON. Itong isa ko pang kapitbahay, tinanong kung gusto ko raw na maka-doubles siya sa badminton.

Isa pa iyan. Ayaw ko ng badminton. LAGI KASI AKONG NATATALO DOON. One in a million ang chances kung manalo man doon. Malayo ang frame sa grip ng raketa. Parang ibon na lumilipad ang shuttlecock. Madaling masira ang shuttlecock. Iba ang pagswing ng raketa ng badminton sa tennis. Iba rin ang porma ng katawan. Parang ang liit ng court. Laging lumalabas ang shuttlecock ko sa court kapag malakas ang tira. Kapag mahina naman, sumasabit sa net.

Bagamat marami akong reklamo, pumayag na rin akong makipaglaro sa kanya.

BOWLING:
May 5 coupon tickets ako ng bowling sa SM North Edsa. Hanggang June30 lang. Isang laro, 50pesos lang ang babayaran mo. Inclusive na ang shoes rental. Wala nga lang akong kasama. Samahan mo ako?

TABLE TENNIS:
Maglalaro ata kami ng kaibigan ko ng table tennis. Isa pa ito. Matatalo nanaman ako.

TENNIS:
Doon sa tennis courts... Kung saan may sandstorm na nangyayari, may leaves na bumabagsak na akala mo ay nasa movies ka, masarap na malamig na hangin, may bells na tumutugtog, may cute girls na nakaporma at habang naghihintay ka ng turn mo, may fast-speeding ball na papunta sa iyo at tatalbog sa ulo mo.

Dito ko rin nakuha ang:
-"Huwag mong i-slice ang pagpalo mo sa bola!"
-"Masyadong mabigat ang raketa mo sa iyo."
-Hindi makasulat matapos ang dalawa-tatlong oras na laro.
-Nagloloose grip ako pagkatapos ng isang oras na laro.
-Nakikipaglaro sa dingding. (WALLING!)
-Nanginginig na left-hand pagkatapos maglaro.
-Uminom ng gatorade.

Nanood kami ni Mamee noong isang araw ng badminton game. Pinapa-badminton na lang niya ako instead of tennis. Mas magaan daw kasi ang raketa at kung may competition, pwedeng maganap sa loob ng mall.

Blah blah.

Gusto kong maglaro ng tennis ngayon. Yun yon.

PLAYSTATION, GAMEBOY at PC games:
Naaaddict nanaman ako dito. Marami kasi itong benefits. Logic, multi-tasking and accuracy of hand movement. Kailangan ko ito dahil magmemed ako. Lalo na sa dissection part or pagtreat ng tao. Paglalagay ng ganito at ganoon. Pagwweigh ng raw compounds up to 0.000000X grams. BAWAL MAG-AKSAYA NG REAGENTS!
(Kaya magpapabili kami ng pinsan ko ng PS3 and XBOX360)

YEAH. Dalawang laro sa Mini-Olympics. VOLLEYBALL AT BADMINTON.
I have so many rants. Gusto ko lang ng kalaro ngayon.

Gusto kong maglaro.
(Ayaw kong mag-aral.)

KALARO.
KALARO.
KALARO.

AYOS. Nagreply si kapitbahay. Makikipag-laro ng badminton sa akin mamaya. WOOHOO! (Siguradong may pustahan nanaman ito at matatalo ako.)

*shouts* MAY KALARO NA AKO!

P.S. Idol, nawawala yung tube ng tennis balls ko. Naiwan ko ata nung naglaro tayo. Hassle, nakakalat yung mga bola sa kwarto ko.

P.P.S. Gusto kong manood ng Zsazsa Zathurnah play. As usual, wala nanaman akong kasama. Wala akong mahila.

P.P.P.S. Gusto ko ng umuwi sa Batangas. Maraming tao doon.

P.P.P.P.S. Nakita niyo ba yung MALAKING building structure sa tapat ng MRT-North Edsa station at SM North Edsa? MALL yun. Extension ng GREENBELT. GREENBELT 5 ang tawag. May other name siya... nakalimutan ko lang.

Justine Henin-Hardenne vs. Amelie Mauresmo

Sun, 29 Jan 2006 07:35:32 GMT

Maraming nangyari ngayong linggo. Pero bago iyon...

Ipinapakilala ko ang aking kaibigan na manunulat pala.
(15 minutes ago ko lang nalaman na manunulat pala siya. 2 semesters ko na siyang kaibigan.)

hindi ko alam kung tama o mali.. ayokong isipin na yung nararamdaman ko para sa 'yo ngayon ay dahil gusto ko lang pagtakpan ang pait ng mawalan ng isang bagay na iningatan mo sa loob ng mahabang panahon.. minsan alam ko naman na hindi ko rin talaga kilala pa ang sarili ko.. at kahit gaano ko man isiping alam ko ang dahilan kung bakit ganito ang ginagawa ko, kung bakit ito ang gusto ko, kung bakit ganito ang nararamdaman ko, hindi ko maitatanggi ang katotohanan na may bahagi ako ng pagkatao ko na hindi ko pa talaga kilala..

at ayokong maging hindi patas sa ‘yo.. hindi ko kayang isipin na pilit kong itinutuon ang mga pangangarap ko ng gising sa 'yo ngayon dahil gusto kong patunayan sa sarili ko na malakas ako.. at kaya ko… at dahil magaling ako.. at dahil alam ko ang lahat… kahit alam na alam ko namang tao lang naman talaga ako..

ewan, basta masaya ako.. masaya na nakita kang ulit… na narinig yung tawa mo.. yung tawa mong hindi pa rin nagbabago… dahil matagal ko ring ginustong mangyari ‘to.. na makita kang ulit, na marinig kang ulit, matapos ang ilang taong wala ka…

hindi ako tumatawag sa mahika ng pagkakataon.. o sa hiwaga ng kapalaran.. dahil hindi ako naniniwalang ang lahat ay nangyari dahil ang buhay ay isa lamang serye ng mga walang kabuluhang pangyayari… dahil naniniwala ako sa dahilan.. sa dahilan ng lahat ng bagay… sa dahilan ng pagbagsak ng mga tala.. sa dahilan kung bakit nakita kita ulit...

masaya ako.. dahil hindi ka nagbago.. dahil nakita kita ulit.. dahil narinig ko ang tawa mo na ganun pa rin…

at kung hindi ko man kilala ang buong pagkatao ko, kahit alam ko na isang bahagi ng sarili ko ay marami pa ring tanong, nasasaktan, nagbubulag-bulagan ay wala na akong pakialam… dahil kung ano o sino man ako sa eksaktong oras na ‘to, isa lang yung pinaniniwalaan ko.. na totoong lahat ‘to…

at hihintayin kong mabuong muli ang sarili ko, yung panahong alam kong buong pagkatao ko ay naniniwalang hindi ko lang pinagtatakpan ang lahat.. na hindi lang dahil gusto kong patunayan na malakas ako.. na magaling ako..

at pupunta ako sa ‘yo..

~Gelo Parao

Actually, kilala ko yung girl.
Tapos...
HAHAHAHAHAHA!

(Okay. Ayaw ko na. Pinagsabihan na ako. Masyado daw ako malakas mantrip.)

Jarkko Nieminen vs. Paul-Henri Mathieu

Fri, 27 Jan 2006 03:57:52 GMT

It happened earlier this morning when I took off the house quite late for my 7am class. I had to commute because my dad wasn't around. The jeep I was riding hit traffic. Unusual since it was 6:30am still.

Tsismoso and tsismosa Filipinos as ever, they crowd in a small area, part of the road. There was tape around it. A uniformed man was guiding the vehicles to move forward. Policemen can be seen taking down notes, talking with the people and pushing the tsismosos and tsismosas out of the way. People kept on muttering with their nose covered.

The jeep I was riding stopped there. Taking a look on my watch, I was really getting late for my class. With a furious look at the driver, I noticed him asked the nearby policeman what was in a black trash bag.

I glanced and there I saw...

Chopped human arms and hands. Blood.

DAVID NALBANDIAN

Tue, 24 Jan 2006 08:49:16 GMT

When I thought that today was another boring, wasteful Tuesday. I thought wrong.

It was before our professor arrived when I and Ms. Curly Topps were singing E-head songs. I was looking at the text messages in her cellphone when I read the saddest text message I have encountered 'til now.

I was in the Nat'l Bookstore earlier. I got a book and flipped its leaves. A line read, "Sometimes, a battered heart is afraid to love again." NATAKOT AKO. - Made by a sad person

Ms. Curly Topps told me that this good friend of hers is one of the happiest person she got close with. She was surprised when she got that message from him and she told me that after that, she never saw him happy again when they meet.

Ms. Curly Topps still did not know what happened to her friend. It has been a month since she recieved that message. She wishes to know what happened to her friend but there wasn't any available time for them to meet. When they passed by each other, she can still feel his sadness. If only she knew what happened, she might be able to help him and cheer him up a little.

Do you know why I like this message? Even though there are a lot of sad quotes, nothing can beat that message. It is with this I felt the person from what he's undergoing right now, from what he truly feels and from what he experienced. This message came from the inside. And that every word is true.

My friend wishes that the next time she sees him again, he's happy.

I patted her on her shoulders and told her with a smile, "Don't worry. Mangyayari iyan."

And I got a very, very nice grade in my Chem exam. It's with that grade that I spent the rest of the discussion singing E-head songs with Ms. Curly Topps.

PACQUIAO vs. MORALES

Sun, 22 Jan 2006 11:29:07 GMT

Earlier, I was in my grandparents' house. What's new? It's Sunday. We always go there during Sundays.

I was talking with my lolo about recent political news on TV and other topics. I didn't notice that I was already joking with him when...

he exclaimed loudly.

"'Tong apo ko, NILOLOKO NA AKO!"

Oh well, I was just asking him who his favorite apo is. Me or my 11-year-old cousin? (Let's not include my cousins who live in US.)

I pretended to shrink then I grabbed my 11-year-old cousin who's watching cartoons and hurriedly went to her room and locked it up.

Oh, everyone laughed at me.

We watched Pacquiao vs. Morales fight. No tutoring today since she got a perfect score on her Math quiz recently and I want to watch the fight.

Pacman won.
Filipinos are proud of you.

AUSTRALIAN OPEN 2006

Sat, 21 Jan 2006 15:48:16 GMT

Another school day?

Staying at the school from 8am to 4pm on a Saturday when you have no classes can be considered as a school day.

It's acads-related.

An exam, two live toads and LOTS of singing. (Oh yey! Singing while dissecting.)

...Oh dear, the frog was still responding after the legs and the internal organs are removed.

I bought three live frogs yesterday. I named them Andres, Rudolfo and Lucia. Lucia escaped last night. She wasn't in her container when I woke up.

Oh, my friends are all SICK. They are pointing me as the suspect, the bringer of the bacteria.

ROBERTA VINCI vs. KIM CLIJSTERS

Sat, 21 Jan 2006 15:25:00 GMT

My 11-year-old cousin called me up earlier. She told me she got a perfect score in her latest Math quiz.

Siyempre, sinong tutor? AKO.

I remember the day when she was born. I was looking forward to it. When my uncle gladly told me through phone that her wife gave birth to my cousin, I was extremely happy. I told my dad again and again that I want to see her in the hospital and that I want to instantly go there, but my dad said that we'll visit them the next day.

The next day came. I peaked through the window of the nursery room. My uncle pointed my cousin sleeping in those small beds for babies. My lola came in and she said,

"Take care of her. Ikaw ang magiging ate niyan."

I simply nodded.

Being an "older sister" to her is the hardest responsibility I got into. If only she is my REAL younger sister, I can slack off my responsibility since fights will only be against my parents. And they will understand if the world turned around from the both of us if we don't get well along each other. But NO! She is my first cousin and she looks to me like an "older sister". I can't make any mistakes through this because I'll be against my grandparents, her parents and my parents. (And maybe, the whole Geroso clan.) I had to be the perfect older sister that they wanted to be. The perfect role model for her.

Of course, sometimes I do make mistakes. Sometimes, I learned it the hard way or just by realizing it.

Worst things happen when we were younger. We often fight off the remote controller of the television, switching channels every minute. How I wanted to eat in McDo when she wanted to eat in Jollibee. Everytime she goes to my house, she rummages my whole room, looking for old cool toys that I had and brings home a sack full of it. She always called me up everyday just to say hi and hello when they had their new phone. She was eating chocolate bars or candies and half-way through it, she doesn't want to eat anymore thus obliging me to eat the rest of it because no one will continue to eat it other than me. I had to teach her ABC's and 123's. I had to listen to everything she tells me even if it was the most boring story I have heard in my entire life. When we fight off to what our favorite food is on the table (And I always get what's not the best). When I had to explain to my grandparents what happened to the glass she broke (that I cleaned it up) while she was crying in her room, afraid that she might be scolded. When my parents had to convince me to the best they could that I'd stay to my cousin's house on those long boring summer days to babysit her.

And that both of us were only child, always vying for attention, fighting off the attention that we wanted.

I remember when she was in Grade 1, she wanted me to go to her class. She had given an assignment to invite one person from her family to come to class and she needed to tell something about him/her. Her parents were working, I had no classes that time so I agreed to come.

Surprise surprise. When I came, the whole class and her teacher knew me. Apparently, she had told everyone about my existence and how important I was in her life.

"This is Ate Corene. She's my cousin and my older sister."

From that day on, I took seriously the responsibility I have over her.

I became a perfect older sister and role model for her. I took studies seriously and maintained high grades. I engage in activities like this and that. I became goal-oriented. I respect elders completely and studied how to converse with them. I am learning how to cook. I help her how to dress well. I teach her how to save money. I listen to her when no one does. I laugh at her jokes even if it's the corniest I have heard. I give her load when she has none. I entertain her when she is bored. I call her up instantly when she's in a depressing mood. I give her advices regarding school and life. I talk to my grandparents on how she progresses well on her Math. I try to ask her parents if she can go out with me for a short play or walk. I always bring her to long trips with my parents. I was there with her during family days and graduations when her parents cannot come. I give her gifts during special occasions. I teach her good values. I learned to be patient and understanding. I learned to forgive and forget. I learned to care continuously even if there were lots of mistakes she had done against me. I learned to be always there with her.

...And I listened when she gladly told me her first perfect quiz in Math for this year.

My lola had a talk with me about her. She told me, "Kapag nawala na ako, alagaan mo iyang pinsan mo. Ipaalam mo lagi sa kanya na nandyan ka lagi. Huwag mo siyang iiwanan. Pagtanda niyo, kayong dalawa ang magtutulungan."

So when my lola asked me to tutor her for Math, I agreed instantly. Thus, I'd be seeing her tomorrow. Every Sunday, two hours tutoring her after lunch. Then, we go out to play badminton or volleyball or jog around. I was thinking if I can get her parents and our grandparents to agree that we go to Laguna once a month for swimming. My goal is to get her to be sports-minded and be a responsible student.

That is the reason why I don't want to have a sister or brother anymore. Having her is enough for me... as my younger sister.

Bukas, magkakaawayan nanaman kami over a simple Math problem.

She'll graduate grade school this coming March.

KARLOVIC vs.DAVYDENKO

Wed, 18 Jan 2006 00:50:10 GMT

Bother me. Befriend me. Accompany me. I'll be most delighted.

January 19 (Thursday)
Deadline of 3 papers in SocSci 1
(I haven't done any one of them since I am too busy studying for Physics.)
~~Deadline of a paper for Bio 22 lec~~

January 20 (Friday)
Chem 17 quiz and pre-lab report

January 21 (Saturday)
Physics 52 first departmental exam

January 23 (Monday)
PE reporting (and exam?)
Bio 22 quiz on the frog's nervous system
Deadline of a paper for Bio 22 lec
Deadline of submitting an extracted brain and spinal cord of a frog

January 24 (Tuesday)
Chem 17 quiz and post-lab report

January 26 (Thursday)
Bio 22 second long lab exam on the frog's skeletal, nervous and muscular system
Deadline of submitting 5 lab exercises
(I haven't done any one of them.)
Deadline of a paper for Bio 22 lec

January 27 (Friday)
Chem 17 quiz and post-lab report

January 28 (Saturday)
Bio 22 second departmental exam

Ah, yes. No social life once again. I've been feeling like this since January started. Not knowing what's up with the world, etc. What's latest in the news? I couldn't even get myself a Libre.

I am submitting myself with a month long stay in my room and in any libraries. Oh, and 3-6 hours of sleep each night.

I WANT TO WATCH TV.

And there is no food here once again. Please bring me some!

Can someone help me? Sinasakal na ako ng acads.

At least, I have my college friends to keep me sane. They have hectic schedule just like me or even worse.

FEB FAIR
RJ: Mag-feb fair tayo!
Theresa: Sige, saan?
RJ: Sa Diliman or sa Los Banos?
Me: Los Banos?
Angelo: Masaya ang feb fair doon. Concerts.
RJ: Oo, tapos uwi tayo kinabukasan na.
Me: Wooooooooow!
Lara: Eh, kung yung dalawa na lang.
RJ: Wow wow wow!

Jam: Bakit ka laging missing-in-action?
Me: What do you mean?
Jam: Wala ka lagi kapag lumalabas kami.
Me: Hahaha. Ganoon ba? Babawi ako.

Krischan: Labas ka ng labas. Hindi ka ba nasasawang lumabas?
Me: Wala nga akong social life eh.

Gusto kong mag-summer classes sa UP Baguio. Hahaha.

American Idol Season 5

After a weekend-long suffering, working for Bio 22 and Chem 17 exams (consecutively taken on a Saturday and a Sunday)...

...Two weeks long of just studying, studying and studying,

Last Monday, I had a pain on my back and on my shoulders, migrain and my body was tired. I have a load full of things to do for acads. The world stopped and I couldn't do anything productive.

Work stress, mental stress and physically tired.

I slept early.

When I woke up, I panicked. I haven't done any acad-related work. There goes me doing it.

...And I am not even cramming by this time. Just working.

I NEED SOME REST JUST FOR A DAY. If my body and my mind can't keep up from what I am doing, I'll get sick. But the pile load just keep on getting bigger.

MUMBLING

Wed, 11 Jan 2006 01:53:55 GMT

I want to sleep.
But there is so much to do.

*mumbles*

3-5 hours of sleep per night for this week again!

FROG SANCTUARY

Tue, 10 Jan 2006 07:38:32 GMT

The following lines are text messages...

Dad: Hi, is Freddy and Froggy still alive?
Me: Freddy and Froggy are still alive and jumping! Pinapahilo na namin because they're going to be dead in an hour.
Dad: Wawa naman! They were good frogs. Send my condolence. Just remember their contributions in the pursuit of science!
Me: Haha. I will. I will. I will even take pictures of them to remain as their memories. May God welcome them in heaven with open arms.
Dad: Yes! They will go up in that big frog sanctuary in the sky!

AMEN.

***
Backstreet boys.
Backstreet boys.
Backstreet boys.
I want a Backstreet boys concert ticket!

"Get down. Get down. And move it all around. You're the one for me. You're my ecstasy. You're the one I need!"

FUTURE

Sat, 07 Jan 2006 09:30:10 GMT

A few days ago, I have in my mind a picture of what I want.

So and so...
I'm excited to write it in here.

My goal right now is to have a 1.75 GWA. Achieve that goal and maintain. I need it to get into a good medschool.

I want to be either a cardiologist or a pediatrician. My friends say I should be a pediatrician because it matches my personality. My relatives wants me to be a cardiologist so I can give free check-ups for elderly people. Heart problems run in either side of my family. As for my parents, they want me to become a doctor. In which field, I can choose.

Surgeon kaya? Astig.

But I am perfectly fine being a pediatrician. As for now, that'll be the field of my choice. It's so easy to get the hearts of the kids. Besides, when you get a heart of a child, people will notice you and think that you're a good, heart-warming, loving person. I need that impression for my profession.

I'd be giving a free sticker per child who is going to have a check-up. Three stickers per child who is going to be injected.

Hello? The check-up price naman, noh.

I want a room in a public hospital and a room in a private hospital. I want to have a clinic of my own with medical equipments (such as X-ray machines, for check-ups, etc.) and a pharmacy store beside it.

I will do medical missions in a small city in Batangas (preferably my mom's hometown) every December 26-30. I will also get involved in activities for the city and for the church.

...Siguro naman makukuha ko na ang hearts ng masa. *grins*

If I am a well-known person there, whether professionally or not, I want to run for a position.

I want to be a mayor. In my mom's hometown.

I will adapt the successful plans of former mayors (such from Marikina and Lipa), study the failed plans, and make a perfect plan for the city.

Here are my plans for the city:
1. (Marikina plan) How did it get so f'n clean? How did they push the people to be discipline regarding their trashes and the way they wear clothes when they are outside? DISCIPLINE.
2. (Lipa plan) Invite investors to build business. Businesses are required to hire people that lives in MY city. So that people doesn't have to travel so far or cross another country for work and leave their family especially their children behind. Family-oriented.
3. Managing TRAFFIC.
4. Free seminars and workshops during summer. FIX THE SPORTS COMPLEX. (Darn it. That's why I can't play there.) Free tennis and soccer lessons for kids and teens! (Hahaha.)
5. FIESTA day is important. All-out celebration through-out the city. Free drinks from 12am-5am. (Hahaha.) Open beaches for all. Fix all the churches (This is for all the elders who love to go to churches). Fix all the roads that lead to beaches and churches. For tourist attractions.
6. Fix the SABUNGAN (This is for my Lolo who spends his life there now).
7. Invite FREE MEDICAL SERVICES.
8. Education, education and education.

This is my first 8 plans. Please vote for me. (Hahaha.)

Ay ano ba. Mayor ba o doctor?

You ask why in my mom's hometown? Kasi SOBRANG ganda ng city hall nila. I want to work there. Besides, that hometown has a special place in my heart. It is in there where I forget all my problems... and be happy.

...Hm. Pagbalik ko doon, mangangandidato na ako.

LIAISON OFFICER

Wed, 04 Jan 2006 09:19:57 GMT

Back when I was a freshman, as a mataray, suplada and small childish person I could be DAW.

I became a liaison officer of the batch for one year.

Meeting new people. Challenging yourself na vibes ka sa kanila. Activities doon at dito. Those boring political meetings fighting over the constitution that is revised every year. Talk, joke and charm. Advertise. Bigla kong na-miss ang pagiging active sa extra-curricular activities.

POLITICS talaga. Naa-attract nanaman ako.
Not to worry 'cause I'll be back.

LIAISON OFFICER

Wed, 04 Jan 2006 09:19:12 GMT

Back when I was a freshman, as a mataray, suplada and small childish person I could be DAW.

I became a liaison officer of the batch for one year.

Meeting new people. Challenging yourself na vibes ka sa kanila. Activities doon at dito. Those boring political meetings fighting over thet correct use of prepositions. Talk, joke and charm. Bigla kong na-miss ang pagiging active sa extra-curricular activities.

Not to worry. Next sem, I'll be back.

OUTSIDE FORCES

Tue, 03 Jan 2006 15:05:50 GMT

Pure happiness and contentment are lifetime goals. But sometimes, there are evil outside forces that hinders us from achieving these goals. They make life complicated.

What I need to bring in my life's journey:
-Believe in myself and in others
-Trust in myself and in others
-Self-confidence
-Sacks of happiness
-Sources of strength
-Open and optimistic mind
-etc.

If those outside forces turn into monsters and can talk, they would tell us and mock us...

"Hanggang kailan ka tatagal?".
"Hanggang kailan ka lalaban?".

And it's up to you if you're going to fight it or escape from it.

(And if you fight it, I wish you good luck and pray that you win. Never give up.)

FACE

Tue, 03 Jan 2006 12:31:24 GMT

It's choosing between right and easy.

Suddenly, without knowing, I relaxed.
Self-realization: I believe in myself. I believe who I am and what things I can do.

It's my dad and mom's 21st anniversary tomorrow.
~~Congratulations. A celebration!~~

Hugs and Kisses

Wed, 21 Dec 2005 11:54:12 GMT

I love you Kathrine Buyoc!

Tue, 20 Dec 2005 11:11:39 GMT

http://photobucket.com/albums/v332/corneee/18birthdays/sigridesguerra/

The above link directs to the pictures taken by my digital camera.

My 11-year-old cousin has a nasty habit of not reading what's on the monitor. She asks me what's written. But she always likes to surf the net.

Kaya nagkakavirus ang computer.

"Ate, ano ang susunod kong gagawin?"
"Magbasa ka!", as I munch on a newly-opened ponkan.

"Ano baaa! Click ka ng click. Kaya naka-stuck ka sa page na iyan."

"I want to have my own LiveJournal account."
"Okay.", I replied.
She went to its site.
"Anong gagawin ko?", she asked.
"Click the Create an Account button.", I replied.
Another page opened.
"Tapos?", she asked.
"Basahin mo kung anong nakasulat."
"Nakakatamad magbasa eh."

Laugh out loud

Mon, 19 Dec 2005 14:34:59 GMT

Around 9:30pm, I was in my room, lying down on the bed and my head on my pillow. I was watching Queer Eye for the Straight Guy in ETC when people are calling me...

"Corene. Corene. Corene."

I freaked out. I thought some scary creature is calling me from outside the window. I peaked. There is none.

But the calling continues...

"Corene. Corene. Corene."

I went downstairs. Surprised, I saw Ethel and Ella, two childhood friends of mine, still calling me. As soon as they saw me, they laughed and pointed at my messy hair.

"Natutulog ka na ba? Ang AGA mo namang matulog!", they exclaimed and laughed out loud.

Apparently, their singing chorale from their ministry decided to sing Christmas carols in our house.

I joked with my Ninang Sally, Ethel and Ella's mom, that I thought scary creatures are calling me from outside the window. They laughed at me.

Oh yeah. What a scaredy-cat I am.

They sang Christmas songs. And they prayed over me and my dad. (My mom is in Libis, having a grand party with her friends.)

I love Christmas songs and its breeze.

"Masayahing bata ito.", my ninang said to her friends.
"Oo nga po. Nahulog na nga sa LRT, tumatawa pa rin!", Ethel said.

"Ninang, regalo po.", I joked.
"Ayayay! Next year na lang, anak.", my ninang replied.

BUKAS!

Mon, 19 Dec 2005 06:32:35 GMT

Bukas ko na lang ilalagay yung pictures sa birthday ni Sigrid.
Low batt kasi ang camera.

*yawns*

Pinakamatinding sikreto

Mon, 19 Dec 2005 06:25:59 GMT

Si Donna ay may binulgar na sikreto sa akin.

Gusto mo bang malaman kung ano iyon?

...

Secret nga eh!

Flower!

Mon, 19 Dec 2005 06:24:23 GMT

This flower dances and sings "Walkin' on Sunshine".

Ang kulit-kulit ng flower.

Thank you, bestfriend for this Christmas gift.

Fuckin' shit

Fri, 16 Dec 2005 15:30:19 GMT

I hate the look of the grinning face of the emoticon. Parang ang sarcastic niya.

Seriously.

Christmas break

Fri, 16 Dec 2005 00:36:06 GMT

Today is the first day of my Christmas break. I don't have any plans since almost everyone is still having their classes or taking exams. Mind you, I have only 300 bucks in my pocket and below 100 bucks credit in my phone.

Whatever, Corene. Whatever.

Sausage kwento!

Wed, 14 Dec 2005 00:17:59 GMT

Last Saturday, at around 11:30am, I and Sausage talked over the phone.

Sausage: Bad trip ako.
Me: Bakit?
Sausage: Bumagsak ako sa long exam ko kanina.
Me: Nako nako.
Sausage: Nakakainis kasi yung libro eh.
Me: Hindi ba siya informative?
Sausage: Hindi iyon. Yung pocketbook na binabasa ko kagabi. Tinamad akong mag-aral.

I want...

Mon, 12 Dec 2005 14:48:24 GMT

MINI SKIRTS

...for Christmas.