a secret place. a great escape.
oh, hi there.
derp. derp. derp.
my
brain's been pretty much
dead lately. ugh. and i haven't blogged since
forever coz there's pretty much
nothing to blog
about. double ugh. i didn't go to the
Alicia Keys concert, unlike
this bitch right here (who finally decided to go blogging. yeah, you know who you are.), nor do i have something - anything - to
keep myself sane. yup,
definitely have nothing to blog about. maybe i should
start my part in our
thesis. but i don't have the
energy to do so. work's been
sucking it all up, albeit i'm
sleeping for at least two hours
each day there. haha.
derp. derp. derp.
see? i don't even have
anything to say. and i hate
Hayden Panettiere. that was random. but really, i do. idk why. maybe it all comes back to when she started dating
Milo Ventemiglia. you know what they say -
jealousy turns to
hatred. haha. the bitch's also been
spotted carrying the
New Moon book by Stephenie Meyer a few days ago:
i hope when she gets to Breaking Dawn, she'd be as
disappointed as i was. >:] apparently,
Meyer was the one who
insisted on the publishers to publish BD.
wrong move, publishers. next time,
stick to your goddamn
instincts. haha. oh, and Hayden better
not be reading NM because she's thinking of
auditioning for the New Moon movie. i have
enough reasons of not wanting to watch NM as it is, thankyouverymuch.
derp. derp. derp.
i wanna watch
Don't Mess with the Zohan. i miss our
impulsive movie dates in MOA. we'd just go tell
Claude we'd watch a movie, hop in her car, and off we go. and
Blenz. i miss Blenz. and the
drinking sessions
every Thursday night at GP. and our block
house parties. and our
out-of-town trips.
ah, the good ol' days. :]
i'm reminiscing a lot lately. haha. i wanna be
impulsive again. i just realized how i
missed my impulsive self. the one who
didn't have a plan nor followed the rules. the one who could
go through the day with
"Whatever happens, happens" written across her face - with a bright smile, at that. i wanna have an impulsive
trip to the
beach. or to wherever far. i've grown
tired of this place, won't you
come with me? :)
aaaand, i'm really thinking of having a
Halloween party for my lovely bitchy
block. we planned this
last year, and it just ended up being a one big of a
drawing. haha. i want it to
happen for
real this time. :D oh, and the
Olympics starts tomorrow.
08. 08. 08 - a date that comes
once in a lifetime, and i would have
no plans whatsoever. boo. whatever.
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and oh yeah! we finally beat the stupid
UE warriors in the game today. to think we had a lot of
injured players last Saturday. hahah.
shabooyah! >:]
karma's truly a
bitch. like what Tim (Pau and him watched the game live last Saturday) said and i quote,
"The UE crowd was unbelievable. When Maierhofer went down, the red 'tribesmen' started to cheer. Where’s their basic sense of decency? It’s okay to think that your chances of winning are higher, but celebrating is just tasteless. Kitang-kita ang difference ‘pag nanonood ng ADMU-DLSU game. Deep rivalry, but nevertheless, full of respect. Sabi nga nila, pagkatapos manood ng DLSU-ADMU game, mabango pa rin ang Araneta." well, what can we do? they're
barbaric squatters. hahaha. >:]
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well, this ended up being a thoroughly
raaaandom post, yes? lemme leave you then with this:
James mmmmMcAvoy. He ~dazzles me. :]
I would never blame her again. How could anyone help spreading this kind of misery around? How could anyone NOT try to ease some of the burden by shoving a little piece of it on someone else?
