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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
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September 2006
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November 2006
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January 2007
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Credits
Art: DQ + some brushes from... all over the place.
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Monday, November 27, 2006
I call this post: Ayuyeh [BGmusic: Save Me by Jem]First of all, I want to apologize to everyone for not dropping by your blogs as often as I used to. School's... cool [wow, galing ng adjective], but it's taking up all my time. Which is actually a good thing, because it means that I'm actually studying. Sad thing is, I can't update this every day anymore. But I will still update. I love my blog too much to leave it to fester in the land of never-updated blogs.
Anyhow, the start of my day was interesting. See, since I dorm, when I take a shower, I bring a toiletries basket with me. Anyway, there I was taking a shower, imposing my wonderful vocal "skills" on the innocent bystanders brushing their teeth. Anyway, when I reached for the soap, under my soap dish, I saw two beady eyes looking at me and an little reptilian arm move.
I freaked out a little. Okay, a lot. I wouldn't be surprised if I woke up one or two people.
My little... er... monologue went a little like this:
"WAAAAAAURRRRRGHHHHHH!!!! AAABBBEEEYYYY!!! AAAABBBYYYY THERE'S SOMETHING CRAWLING ON MY CONDITIONER!!!! TATAAAY!!! ABBBBYYY!!! WAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!"
Thank goodness for Abby [who was showering in the next cubicle], who scared the evil butiki away.
I hate butiki. Cockroaches, I can handle. Spiders? Ha! Spiders don't scare me at all. But butiki are just freaking scary.
Short post. Yeah. Well.... I swear the next one won't be. ^_^
Labels: day2day
Friday, November 24, 2006
I call this post: Oh where oh where can my Gilbert be? [BGmusic: She Moves in Her Own Way by The Kooks]Note: To my male readers... gushing about guys ahead. You have been forewarned.
I was going to post yet another not-so-comprehensive study, but the song playing right now inspired me to write about something completely different.
Anyway, who the heck is Gilbert, I hear you ask? My uncle's name is Gilbert. Haha, but he's not who I'm talking about.
If any of you have read the Anne of Green Gables books, you'd know who I was talking about. Basically, Gilbert is Anne's special someone, and... basta! [Gilbert affects me so much, he makes my vocabulary shrink.] Gah, every time I think about Anne's Gilbert, I suddenly turn into this illiterate... little... twitterpated... Bambi-eyed... turd. All I can say is, kahit na hindi ako masyado nagagandahan sa pangalan na Gilbert, whenever I think of Anne's Gilbert, I'm like, "Haaaaay...." In other words, Gilbert sweeps me off my feet.
Why the heck am I blabbing about this, I hear you ask? Well, since so many of you seemed to be interested in my love life. And since I can't blog about that right now, here's the guys I love. Pardon me, fictional guys I love.
So here they are, the fictional [how I wish they weren't] guys I love and why I love them:
5. Zell Dincht
"Booya!" [He really has a way with words, my Zell does.]The only reason why Zell's number five is because he doesn't appear much in the game [Final Fantasy VIII, for those of you who don't play], and because of that, I don't know much about this guy.
He's like that boy you just like staring at, knowing that you will never know more about him. I know what he likes to do in his spare time, and what he likes eating, but me and Zell haven't really communicated, so I don't know what makes him tick.
But he's funny, and he doesn't even try to be. Maybe more than a little hot-tempered, but he can work on that.
Squaresoft should make a Final Fantasy VIII-2. And Zell should be the main character. There will be a new character. Zell will fall in love with her and we'll see his "other side". The girl will go by the name of Donya Quixote, warrior princess.
4. Westley
"As you wish."[Of A Princess Bride. I watched the movie just last week. Apparentely, there's also a book, but the movie was good enough for me.]
He grew up with Buttercup, was tormented by her, and instead of hating her, he fell in love for her. Every time he said, "As you wish" [and he always said that and did what she asked, uto-uto kasi], he was actually saying, "I love you." *insert squeal here*
He goes off and promises to Buttercup that he'll be back. But upon receiving news of his death, Buttercup gets engaged to Prince... whatshisface.
However... *tan-tan-nannn!!!* he's not dead!
Buttercup gets kidnapped, and who rescues her? Who? Not her fiance, but this mysterious masked man. [We all know who he is, of course.] He follows her. He scales cliff walls. He duels with giants and Spanish swordfighters. He endures torture and paralysis all for Buttercup.
I like him because I love the idea of being "rescued" and "protected". While, according to Cornershop, every man needs a bosom to lean on, all we girls need is a knight in shining armor.
3. Mr. (Fitzwilliam) Darcy
"You have bewitched me body and soul and I love, I love, I love you."[Of Pride and Prejudice. I haven't read the book. I'm not a classic-friendly person. I tried reading Great Expectations and gave up somewhere in Chapter Five I think.]
Anyway, I watched the movie... and [surprise, surprise] discovered that indeed, Mr. Darcy is so... mmph. I can't find the right word to describe him. He's so complex - you think you know him but you don't. Andami niyang layers. [Like ogres! Like onions! ...Okay never mind.] He's cool and annoyingly confident, but whenever Lizzie's around, he can barely function [can anyone say adorable?]. And my gosh, the things he did for her... *insert girly squeal here*
Pahabol: The actor who plays him in the 2005 movie was pretty cute. Disgusting hair, but that's the 1800's for you. Oh, and Colin Firth was GREAT as Mr. Darcy as well.
2. Linus Larrabee
Linus: "How do you say: My sister has a yellow pencil?"Sabrina: "Ma soeur a une crayon jaune."
Linus: "How do you say: My brother has a lovely girl?"
Sabrina: [silence]
Linus: "How do you say: I wish I were my brother?"
"What?! Humphrey Bogart? You have got to be kidding." - someone told me this when she found out that I had a crush on his character in Sabrina. Yeah, he's not my idea of a hot actor, but the character he plays is... almost perfect.
I'm afraid that I'm going to ruin the story for those of you who haven't watched Sabrina. Basically, Sabrina has been in love with David Larrabee all her life [and he falls in love with her after her "makeover"]. The problem is, David's engaged. Not just to anyone, but to the heiress of the sugar plantation empire. And Linus needs a lot of sugar for his new product.
So Linus woos Sabrina, to take her out of the picture. But he falls in love. And the rest, as they say, is history.
Note: I prefer the older version to the Harrison Ford movie. Harrison Ford disturbs me, I don't know why. Probably because he breathes heavily. During the quiet scenes in the movie, you can hear him inhaling... exhaling... inhaling... basta, disturbing siya.
1. Gilbert Blythe
"I've loved you ever since that day you broke your slate over my head in school."
Aaaaah!
I haven't watched the series [where the picture's from], but I read the books.
And...
Oh, just read the books. If you don't want to buy copies, you can read it online.
That's it. Sorry about that. I just had to find an outlet for all the yucky gooey mush.
Okay, here's some "interactive fun":
Who are the [top five, if you like] fictional characters you lurve, and huway?
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
I call this post: The Peoples of the University of the Philippines: A Not-So-Comprehensive Study [BGmusic: The Freshmen - Verve Pipe]Post idea from Jigs.
It's very easy to assume that UP has the most varied population that a single university can offer. Everyone in UP has been told that the university could be looked upon as a michrochosm of the Philippines - we have students hailing from all social brackets, from different backgrounds, with different ideas, interests, and capabilities. But since I'm no Anthropology major, I can only simplify the students of UP into five major
Warning: Stereotyping ahead. Ang mao-offend, corny.
What's Your High?
Umaapaw sa talino? DO THE BRAINY HIGH!Natural Habitat: College of Science, College of Engineering, College of Business Administration [probably BAA majors], the libraries
[Some people may say that] if you're from UP, you probably have something of substance in that cavity you have between your ears. But there also exists a... special breed of students who seem to ace each and every single one of their exams. Usually these are the high school valedictorians, or graduates from the Philippine Science High Schools. These are the kind of people who don't attend a single Math17 class yet manage to get perfect scores on their exams. [These are also the kind of people who make us mere mortals feel horribly insufficient.]
The worst subgroup of this group would be the discussion monopolizers. Yung hindi naman tinatanong, nagrerecite pa rin [tapos walang kwenta pa yung sinasabi, gusto lang magka-grade sa recitation]. Kulang nalang bigyan mo sila ng sarili nilang mics.
Kung mayaman si papa, DO THE SOSY HIGH!Natural Habitat: School of Economics, College of Business Administration
UP doesn't have as many specimens from this group as other schools [say, LaSalle or Ateneo], but we do have a lot of sosy people, aka the Conio Crew. The King of Chocolates Rex himself has noticed that people from Econ and BA are "misconstrued or stereotyped as Conio". Well, there's no miscontruing happening here, because it's 100% true. Okay, 80% true. Somekinda medyo kakaiba ang language ng mga ganito, and while the rest of the student population go around by the Toki and Ikot jeeps, these people drive around in their cars.
Oh, and a lot of students look at the people from these colleges with contempt because... well... sinasabi raw nila na wala kaming paninindigan. Meaning, we'd rather not join in those anti-Gloria rallies, atbp. I think that it's not because we don't have any principles, it's because we have different principles, because we're taught how to differentiate between our own opinions and what is actually happening. But that's just my opinion. There are some people I know who don't give a flying fudge about what the heck is happening "out there".
Note:
- Don't misunderstand the SE and CBA people to be a bunch of self-obsessed elitists, because a lot of us are actually quite nice.
- Hindi po ako conio. I speak Taglish but not conio Taglish. And I wouldn't classify myself as sosy.
Pag mahilig ka sa sports, DO THE MVP HIGH!Natural Habitat: College of Human Kinetics, CHK Arcade / International Center, kicking a ball around / throwing a frisbee / playing baseball at the Sunken Garden or the Track Oval, tennis courts, running laps around the Acad Oval
Mga varsity [duh]. I have nothing else to say. Oh yeah, that thing people say about people from CHK not being too smart is completely false. May mga kilala akong taga-CHK na parang halimaw pagdating sa acads.
Kung cool ka at astig, DO THE REBEL HIGH!Natural Habitat: College of Social Science and Philosophy, College of Arts and Letters, College of Fine Arts, College of Music, College of Education, College of Mass Communications, College of Science, fraternity and sorority tambayans [wow andami talaga]
UP students are notorious for being rebellious, and this is because we're told that as the privileged Iskos and Iskas, it is our duty to stand up for the rights of the people. Which is true, and I really respect those people who actually give their all to make our country a better place to live in. But the sad thing is, I've met so many people who join the activists not because of what they believe in, but because they just want to piss off their parents or simply feel what it's like to rebel. Some of them have forgotten their limits (an example here).
But there are also the rebels who use their abilities such as films, art, and music to show what they believe in. For instance, there was a professor in the CFA who, in an anti-Bush protest, shaved her hair "down there" in front of an audience [may screen naman, syempre]. Um... tapos... okay. Wala na akong masabi.
Anyway, these people are usually very easy to spot - look for anyone whose clothes scream "Look at me, I'm an artist!", and you're there.
Pag solid sa bait, DO THE NICE GUY HIGH!Natural Habitat: Everywhere, but the nicest people I know are from Campus Crusade for Christ, so look for our tambayan at Vinzon's.
Everyone in UP is nice. Kahit yung mga frat boys, or yung mga nakakatakot na tao sa FA, or yung mga elitista sa Econ. Usually all you have to do is get look past the scary masks people put on to throw you off to get to the "nice layer". Maybe that's just how I look at people, but I really believe that. Okay, et me rephrase that: Everyone can be nice. Period.
Pahabol:
- Marami kayong interested sa love life ko ha... [mga tsismoso/a!] hehehe... Don't worry... bullet day... I will write about that. Right now I'm not... er... ready to let the world know my [very few] experiences.
- If I were to classify myself according to the above groups, I wouldn't know where to place myself. Like I said, these are just stereotypes.
- Kung taga-UP ka, or kahit hindi... ano kaya ang grupo mo?
Saturday, November 18, 2006
I'll be gone for the weekend. Will be back on Monday. Comment on my last post if you wish. :)
Thursday, November 16, 2006
I call this post: Madaya Akong Blogger [BGmusic: wala.]I don't have blogger's block. I just have too many things to do and blogging's at the bottom of my list [but look at me, I'm still doing it]. Since I've seen loads of bloggers asking people for questions to answer, I'd like to do something similar.
Give me a topic to blog about, and I'll pick the topic I like best. Then I'll blog about it on my next entry... perhaps. Depends on my mood, really. [Wow, I'm so vague today. Sorry, gutom ako. I missed dinner.]
Go!
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
I call this post: Breaktime [BGmusic: One Thousand Kisses - Rent (Movie Cast)]Finally, I've been able to get myself three more units. So this semester I have *drum roll* nineteen units. Not including PE and CWTS. It may not seem like much to non-UPians, but I swear that's already enough to make most students wish they were never born.
Anyway, wala pa yung stress [meron, pero hindi yung lose-sleep-over-it stress], but I know that it'll come. So far my subjects have been good. The scariest subject I have is German10 [Herr Manarpaac ist erschrekender.]. I picked German instead of French because my sister speaks French already and I thought German pronouncation was easier than French. But then I tried saying Volkswirtschaftslehre [gudlak], and realized that if I wanted it easy, I should have taken Japanese or Spanish.
And the subject I'm most likely to get a low grade in is Bio1. The whole thing just bores me, and when I'm bored, the chances are, I'm not going to work.
*enter triumphant music* But I have a plan for this sem. This sem will be better than before. I will be a better person this sem [naks!]. Here's my new sem resolution:
- I will not skip classes just because I feel like it. My parents paid for my tuition. The country paid for my tuition. I have to give them their money's worth and actually attend my classes.
- I will limit my time online. I still have to work out how much time I actually need to be online before I make any plans.
- I will not fall asleep in class and actually listen to what the professor's saying. This is going to be really hard. But I'll try. I'll start by trying to sleep by midnight, instead of 2 or 3am.
- I will not skip meals. A hungry student is a student without focus. And a student who blows all her money on isaw. Not good.
- [continuation of number 4] I will not spend all my money on isaw and junk food.
- I will be [eep!] friendly. I will try my best to get over my introverted tendencies and just go out there and socialize. [Hay.]
- I will share my faith with at least one person per week. Kaya ito!
- I will not slack off. I will study, even though there aren't any upcoming exams, and I will read the prescribed readings and read ahead. [Eek.]
Monday, November 13, 2006
I call this post: Wadde Hadde Dudde Da? [BGmusic: Brimful of Asha - Cornershop]I haven't died. I haven't been decapitated, or caught anything from bacterial meningitis to the common cold. But last week has been a little crazy, with enrollment and everything. Sorry I didn't give you guys a heads-up on that, but enrollment is probably one of the worst experiences everybody in UP has to go through. It doesn't help that the CRS [Computerized Registration System] enlists you in the sections you didn't pick so instead of going to Butch Dalisay's English 11 class with five friends, you find that you're enlisted in the class next door, with a prof you've never heard of and not a friendly face in sight.
To make the short story even shorter, hindi ako pumasok sa English 11 ko. I will wait for Mr. Dalisay's response to my email and see if I have a chance of getting into his class.
Oh, and the same thing happened with my Kas1. I thought I was enlisted in Chua's class [CRS is so misleading, I tell you], but the class I found myself in was being taught by this old lady. I panicked then ran upstairs through all the classrooms looking for Chua, only to find out that he wasn't taking any prerogs kasi maraming gustong magprerog sa class niya. Pwet ng kabayo talaga. But at least I have someone with me - Janro was also put in my Kas1 class, so I don't have to go through it alone. Misery loves company.
I didn't even want to take Kas1. The thought of writing papers in Filipino makes me want to run away and hide. But I'll try my best. *cries*
Anyway, I'll update you guys via bullet points, because I feel that further elaboration on everything that has happened will make this post too long, and therefore, no-one will read it.
- I got baptized yesterday. Finally. [I'm not Catholic so I wasn't baptized as a baby.] Anyway, I was supposed to get baptized years ago but something always came up. So when I found out that my church at Baguio was holding a baptism service, I signed up right away. It was held in a pool, and the water was icy cold, no joke. [Duh, November+Baguio=earmuff season]
- Oh, and it was my sister's birthday yesterday. She's twenty-two.
- I've enrolled myself in Footsol for PE with Eden, Lucky, and Abby. Our prof is young. He looks younger than me. Hehe.
- The German language is confusing.
- I didn't expect that much feedback from the Paris Hilton thing. [I have to say I was very... er... amused by your reactions.]
- Wala akong cute na classmate. Sigh. At least I won't have to worry about impressing anyone, right?
- I just got Butch Dalisay's reply. He's in the US. Great. Which means... papasok na ako sa class ko. I think my prof's name is Cruz. I wonder what will happen to his class? [Sanamadissolvesanamadissolve gahahaha I'm bad].
- I want pizza.
- This post sucks arse. I've forgotten how to write.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
I call this post: Howdilly-doodilly! [BGmusic: ewan ko ba kung anong kanta ito.]Ladies and jellybeans, I give you... a real post. Not one of those annoying filler-type posts I've been giving you. [You missed me, admit it now. Hehe.] Like I said before, the connection at home's dialup and thus, very slow. Right now I'm at an internet cafe, so here I am posting again. I have loads to talk about, but I won't go over them all in one post lest the whole thing would end up like a novel.
Awhile ago I was sitting in our van outside the commissary [that's like a grocery/supply store in military bases], all spaced out as usual and contemplating on the beauty of peeling green paint on the doorposts, when a cadet suddenly appeared in the doorway. I don't usually give cadets any attention, but this one was different. Why? Freaking heck, I grew up with this one!
It was Mark A, and basically we went to preschool together, played together [he was always Red/Green/White Ranger - always the leader, and naturally, I was the Pink Ranger], walked in on each other half-naked, made each other cry, hit each other, etc. There was even one point when I thought he was my best friend, but best friends don't suddenly stop talking to you one day without any explanations. Oh, and best friends don't badmouth your parents and glare at you whenever you see each other.
So that friendship went down the drain. Whatever, I was like six anyway so I got over it in a week.
Anyway it was weird to see him again after so long. His family moved out of PMA a couple of years ago due to some... complications with his dad's job, so I didn't see him as much as I did. He looked a whole lot different - his hair, as you can imagine, was cropped short so he resembled a pencil eraser. He also looked a whole lot older. That uniform can do wonders for men. Those little boys you used to pummel suddenly look very proper and un-pummelable. If there is such a word.
I never thought that he would join the military. For one thing, he
People are weird. Who knows what goes on in their demented heads? You think you know someone and then they suddenly act totally out of character. I thought he was planning on studying in Ateneo. Or UP. He gave me post-exam jitters after the UPCAT because he said it was too easy and that it was right-minus-wrong [basically he was telling me that I had no chance, because I shaded "C" for every answer I didn't know].
Oh, and here's something totally out of the topic, but in a little way it's related as well - a friend made a testimonial for me and told me that people have been saying that I resemble Paris Hilton.
Again, people are weird.