delusional [?]
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sounds of the summer
"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
hazedtrained 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.]
reader log
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
Credits
Art: DQ + some brushes from... all over the place.
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Tuesday, July 11, 2006
My friend recently got out of a relationship. I didn't know how to comfort her, didn't know what to say. I just shut up and hugged her as she cried her eyes out. Sometimes the best thing you can do is just be there. But the whole time, I was in awe of her capability to cry out so freely... to be so... uninhibited.Anyhoo... I have a party to attend later - the much awaited Econ Acquaintance Party. I'm going because I was pushed into our batch's performance. And yes, for the food.
I hate parties. I would rather hole up in my room with my laptop, or a good book. Heck, I'd rather study. Yes, I am a hermit. I dream of Robinson Crusoe's lifestyle. I had a scheduled interview with an alumnus of my organization tonight, but apparentely, I'm more needed in the party.
So there.
*Sigh* Party I must.
The food better be good.
Good news. My dorm will finally have internet on the fifteenth. Which means, no more internet cafes and their annoying web browsers. (Firefox is FREE, people!!! FREE!) Theoretically, as a result of the (almost) unlimited internet access, my posts will get better. I apologize for my recent posts. My writing's been really sucky recently.
Oooh! I got an ego boost awhile ago that I just have to share with everyone in the world. [Just humor me here, I don't get these ego boosts very often anymore.] This guy told me that I looked like a... a... a... *inhales* commercial model for shampoo or something. (Obviously, he needs to get his eyes looked at - my hair was at its zenith of buhaghag-ness - but yeah, let's pretend for a second that he wasn't blind and I really looked hot.)