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"I don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times,
Don't need anything anyone's giving,
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking." - Don't Need the Sunshine, Catatonia


donya quixote

  • Proud to be Pinay.
  • Born once upon a time in the late January 1988.
  • Hails from the highlands; Baguio City.
  • She dorms.
  • Getting hazed trained for life at the School of Economics at the University of the Philippines, Diliman.
  • Member of the UP Campus Crusade for Christ and UP Economics Society.
  • Just a little bit crazy.
  • Doesn't want to kiss frogs; faithful to her Dulcine[o]. [NBSB PRIDE!]
  • Extremely socially inept - uncomfortable with the idea of meeting new people. Would rather curl up with a nice book than go out clubbing.
  • Loyal to the friends she already has. Cause they're great. [Most of the time. Hehe.] ;)
  • Usually highly opinionated when it comes to music/film/other media, but her lack of social awareness is disgusting.
  • A fool for Jesus Christ.
  • Here's her multiply, friendster, and email. [Has myspace, but it's as good as dead. Still contemplating on whether or not she should resurrect it.]


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the past

Symphony in the Key of C-minor
Tikim ng Kalayaan
The Aftertaste v1.0

June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007

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Tuesday, July 04, 2006
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Just came back from our committee (what a tricky word, took me ages to figure out if I spelled it right or not) meeting. I am now officially head of our new literary board and our Friday afternoon talks. At first, I was kind of freaked out because I couldn't understand why they suddenly decided to put all this responsibility in my hands, and then I remembered, that - oh yeah - I'm the features and literary editor, dimwit.

I'm supposed to post one of my literary works every month. Problem is, I don't have any on me. Except for that fictional episode I did for CW10. Which means, I have to start writing seriously again. Problem is, I have no inspiration. Actually, medyo obvious nga sa mga blog posts ko ngayon. I'm running out of things to rant about. I need to find myself a muse (someone help me out here, what's the male counterpart of muse, if there is one?), or I'll end up writing about nothing but love [nooooo!], because that's the only topic my burned out brain can write about [a love story doesn't require much thinking].

Oh, I'm going to help Karen interview an Ecosoc alumus later. He composed the Ecosoc song [which no-one remembers the tune of]. Funnily enough, I'm excited.


Aaaaaanyway... onto my Miss Suave moment of the day.
Upperclassman (who happens to be really hot!): Hi, 'nung ginagawa mo dito?
Me (starry-eyed): Uh... uh... uh... Hi.

My voice broke mid-hi. I mumble some feeble excuse and run to the bathroom to bang my head on the black marble counter.
Ah, my life... Not a day passes by without me humiliating myself in one way or another. [Sigh.]


Sorry, but that's all I can manage to cough up today. Like I said, I am uninspired. Hay.