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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.]


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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Thursday, September 14, 2006
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I call this post: When it's gone, it's gone. (BGmusic: When It's Good by Ben Harper)

Yes. I'm here. Different blog name, same girl.

I know the layout is totally different from anything I've ever had. It's not as funky and fun and... orange as my past layouts, but this shows how I feel right now. I know a lot of you [if not ALL of you] liked the funky feel of The Aftertaste, but I haven't been feeling funky lately.

I didn't make a totally new blog, as you can see. I said I would relocate, and that's all I did. I seriously considered transferring to i.ph, but realized that people were having trouble viewing pages there.

Anyway, here I am.


Eden and I went to Megamall awhile ago because she needed someone to go with her to the art galleries for her ArtStud homework. I love looking at art. It's a shame that there aren't any huge galleries here. Galing pa ng mga artists natin dito.

Anyway, there I was with Eden, and while we were looking at this sculpture, this guy came up right next to me and asked me what it was made of. I said it was probably just stone or cement. I heard something like a camera shutter, so I thought he was taking pictures of the art. But when I turned to take a look at his camera [I like looking at cameras - they're so beautiful], his lens was directed at me. It took a while for me to digest what he was doing, so when he went off I didn't do anything.

Gosh, I felt feel so violated. He could have just asked me if he could take a picture of me, but no, he had to... AGH. And he was old. I don't even want to think about what he's going to do with my photos. I thought about reporting him to the guard, but I was too freaked out and chicken to do anything.

And that is one good reason to get a boyfriend: to fend off those dirty old men. [Enter music: "I am the man who will fight for your honor..."] Haha, dream on. I can only name two of my guy friends who have the balls to confront guys like that.


Anyway, after that incident I just had some ice cream to keep my mind off the issue. Then Eden and I wandered around the mall looking at furniture stores, picking furniture for our future [hopefully] bachelorette pad.

Then we hung around Powerbooks for a while. I discovered the Eagles of Death Metal [great drums], went through a couple of picture books, architecture books, poetry...

But every time I remembered that man with his camera my blood would start boiling again. Gah.

When we went back to UP, I decided to hang around Molave for a while. Talked to Jonathan for the first time in ages. And Henry told me that I looked like Maggie Q. She's reaaaally reaaaally gorgeous, so syempre flattered ako, pero di ako naniniwala kasi parang hellurrr naman. [Okay, gets ba ninyo yung dialogue na yan? Haha.]

Anyway, I like catching up with my friends. So I was happy again.

Until I remembered the man with the camera.

Shucks, what the HECK is he going to do with my pictures?