Like ice cream on a rainy day.

Dear Gem and Louise,

I was sitting in front of my study table while listening to Martina McBride and you know what? I suddenly miss fourth year. Most especially the "us" part and more specifically, the "us during the retreat" part where we cried the good cry and laugh that sincere, loud and spontaneous laugh that you only reserve to your most special of friends.

And I remember the cold, cold mornings.

Sagada with me, bitches?

We'll have oodles and oodles of fun.

1. CASPER. This movie was shown in 1995 so yeah, I was 5 years old then with absolutely no concept whatsoever of those kilig-worthy stuff. So here I am, 13 years later, gushing and getting all sparkly-eyed with this scene immortalized in youtube. Kinikilig ako!

CAN I KEEP YOU?

2. 68/70 in my esquisse in Arch 10. 8D

3. Perfect score in our pop quiz in Eng 12. And a crammed presentation that was not so bad. Varsity cramhorrness!

4. GE 1 breather. Tapos first place sa GPS Outdoor Activity. Hahaha! Shet, Kevin. Ang tapang mo! =))

5. The Mt. Banahaw Field Trip which was just plain awesome.

6. I gots myself a UP Lanyard. Without having to fall in line. Hehe. (don't get the wrong idea, mga pares! Nagpabili nalang ako sa blockmate ko na bibili rin naman ng jacket. :D)

7. The Sound of Waves. Casper and The Sound of Waves, my major kilig high. :D

I know right?!

I can't blame anyone though. I can be so unforgivably stupid at times. Only this time, it bears more gravity because I'm already in college and in UP at that. Sure, I can get away with my "little" inconsistencies back then but here in UP? Hahahaha! Wish, fool.
 (sa tagalog: asa ka pa, boy!)

Dear Paula,

Get your act together, you freak!

xoxo,
You, only smarter.

kaktus

Me: Pa, you're so cool. You smoke but none of your children smoke!

Pops: Yeah! I'm cool.  Tapos tignan mo, lahat ng girls UP tapos yung boys, basketball player! Sa plan A at plan B! *smug look* Wala ring umiinom etc.

Me: Anong plan A at plan B? OOHHH! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Papa: *smug look parin*

Which is kinda true. Hahaha. None of his 5 children smoke nor drink. Maybe I don't do the things my parents told me not to do because hey, my older sisters didn't do it, so why should I? I mean, they've been 18 once too right?

Today is the day I promise myself that I will graduate from UP

no.1)alive.

no.2) with no vice (smoking is an expensive habit in the long run and I don't have that kind of money to fund a useless addiction. Oh, and i love my liver too much, thankyou.)

Wala lang. Sounds like a plan eh? :>

kaktus

My father is a very patient man.

But when he's annoyed and/or angry, he's really annoyed and angry and no amount of reason nor logic will persuade him to see the other side of an issue.

I'm telling this because I had a panic attack a while ago because I am scared shitless of the wrath of my father that I am 99% sure I will experience once he gets home.

But before that, background muna, he was already annoyed and getting listless because my mother came home late and was not able to encash the money from the check she received. She owed my father money and my father needs to pay for something ASAP. Unfortunately, the stupid bank said that she could only encash the check in Makati. Fuckers.

So there, late and empty-handed my mother was when she came home. Meh.

And then my father went away.

15 mins later, he called me. Asking me where his ATM card is.

I was the one who withdraw the money from his ATM account yesterday and I forgot to return to him his card.

So...

OMG.

Ta-da. My panic attack. @___@

OMGOMGOMG.

He's coming back.

And I don't see any blue cards in sight.

 SHIT PAULA. SHIIIIT.

15 minutes of fear-induced panic, I found his ATM card on my shorts which was already in the laundry basket. I am that big a freaking scatterbrain and I just want to club my head for being so fucking absentminded.

He went back, I flashed my widest smile like nothing happened and returned his card. x_X

But the house is still filled with tension. Like I said, when my father is annoyed, he's immune to reason.

There's a reason why I hate Mondays. -_-

kaktus

Ok, so our grades for the Kas 1 exam was posted last night on our Yahoogroups.

• That exam is unexpected. Everyone has the look of a deer caught in the headlights.
• I brought all my things from our "Monica and Rachel" week at Louise's condo. Not exactly light, mind you.
• To top it all off, I am having my period sans the pain reliever.

Picture me: Climbing 4 flights of stairs, writhing in agony while carrying all my stuff for my 7am class

Pathetic, really. To the point that I can't think straight anymore. x_X

But wait, there's more!

What a pleasant surprise! An exam! Wonderful. Just wonderful.

 And since none of us expected this, our prof even brought blue books for us to use.

Fine, let's get this over and done with so I can go home and curl up on my bed until the pain subsides.

I can't really remember the stuff I wrote on my blue book anymore. Not when I have so much going on inside me. I just submitted it, mumble a short prayer of hope that my prof will be considerate enough to let me pass this exam and go home.

Story of my life, children.

That's why I still can't believe the grade that is staring back at me right now. o__O;;;;;

kaktus

Let's turn Japanese for a moment shall we?

I've read this book entitled The Sound of Waves by Yukio Mishima. 
We are required to read it for our English 12 class and
after reading it for the first time, I wouldn't mind reading it again for 
another thousand of times.

Nothing special, really. It's a typical love story.

But I am irrationally cheesy that's why I'm getting kilig to bits.

Here's a song dedicated to Shinji and Hatsue:
Because being in love for the first time is just plain awesome (as seen in this song.)


We're both looking for something
We've been afraid to find
It's easier to be broken
It's easier to hide

Looking at you, holding my breath
For once in my life I'm scared to death
I'm taking a chance letting you inside

I'm feeling alive all over again
As deep as a scar under my skin
Like being in love, she said, for the first time
Maybe I'm wrong, I'm feeling right
Whenever I'm alone with you tonight
Like being in love with you for the first time

The world that I see inside you
Waiting to come to life
Waking me up to dreaming
Reality in your eyes

Looking at you, holding my breath
For once in my life I'm scared to death
I'm taking a chance letting you inside
I'm feeling alive all over again
As deep as a scar under my skin
Like being in love, she said, for the first time
Maybe I'm wrong, I'm feeling right
Whenever I'm alone with you tonight
Like being in love with you for the first time

We're crashing
Into the unknown
We're lost in this
But it feels like home

I'm feeling alive all over again
As deep as a scar that's under my skin
Like being in love, she said, for the first time
Maybe I'm wrong, I'm feeling right
Whenever I'm alone with you tonight
Like being in love with you for the first time

Like being in love she said for the first time
Like being in love with you the first time

kaktus

I spent the last 2 days of my "almost" 4-day weekend doing the things I'm supposed to do after the sembreak. And the things I have to do before I kiss this semester goodbye? Oh, they're in my table screaming their paper brains out that I finish them off (no, not kill) as soon as possible.

But you know, it's me! So yeah, I went to the mall with my mother, bought stuff and now I'm broke as in I-will-spare-no-change broke, and watch DVDs til my eyes fall out of its sockets. (IT'S PULP F-ING FICTION for crying out loud and my ultimate 14-year old me favorite, The Italian Job. *sparkling eyes*)

Anyway, back to regular programming!

I already have the hopia paper but I don't know where to start.
I know what to write but I have no A3.

Meh.

Suxx0rz.

Fine, fine. Arch 2 today, Arch 10 tomorrow. X.x (prays that a diligent blockmate is online so I can ask questions because that's the only thing I am capable of doing lately. That, and watching DVDs.)