Hi! I am Pau. A sophomore in UP Diliman taking up Interior Design and while I'd like you to believe that I am an awesome draftswoman, I am not. I do have some mad set of skeelz when it comes to speed drawing. Not sure if it'll come in handy once I take the board, though. Lawlz. XP Yes, I am mildly slow on the uptake and shit but yeah, whatever. Enjoy reading this. >_<
New Year's Eve was the ultimate pig-out fest (for me. that's why I don't do diet resolutions because come on!).
All of my family member's fingers are still intact; yummy dinner and nobody got pass-out drunk. (well, nobody did some drinking anyway. Haha! We just don't dig alcohol. xD)
Aaaand...
MY SISTER'S FINALLY ENGAGED! :D It must have been hard for her to move about while carrying that huuuge rock on her finger ((:
My cousins came back from Australia for a visit! :D
I realized that:
I miss them so much.
Being with the family is still the best feeling in the world. Most of the time anyway. Hahaha
I have never enjoyed going to MoA. I mean, we'd all be hyped up and excited going but when we are actually there, I would seriously want to grab an M-16 ala Resident Evil. Yes, I don't do well with crowds. Maybe because it's New Year and people apparently, have a lot of cash to burn. Haha but still! The seething mass of humanityyy! (I bet those people there are also wishing the same thing)
Additional Resolutions!
No more buying of clothes! x_X
No more unnecessary purchases like lattes. No Starbucks this year, sir. -_- I need the money to buy pencils.
My life is so safe. So... Do I dare say it? Say that it's... boring? *gasp*
I'm 18 for crying out loud! I'm in college! In a university that prides itself for not being conservative! I am entitled to some stupid impulses! A little bit of recklessness! And you know, live life a little folded in the middle and quit playing on the safe side. Live vicariously and believe that I'm gonna live forever. That kind of shit.
Not that I'm complaining with what's going on with my life now. I'm a homebody by nature anyway.
I was in Katipunan today around 11. I wore my friend's hoodie because the weather is kind of Baguio-ish lately. Wrong move. Because the noontime heat was just being the fickle bitch that it is. It was so hot I shouldve worn show-some-skin kind of clothes.
And now this?
The sky looks like it's ready to brew some storms.
Crazy weather.
Any one of you lovelies care to suggest a country which does not have a weather that's as crazy as ours? So I can migrate there. Yey.
I should seriously kick the P-word out of my very limited vocabulary. It's... gawd, I don't even know how to say this! D: I won't do it again next time. Promise. And the family who was quietly eating lunch on the other table, I'm really sorry. I should not have been very vocal about my hate for that stupid CRS and my lack of an MST. Sorry.
No, not really. I fall asleep fast. Just put me in any bed and I'll be snoozing off to a different plane in no time.
Unless I drink coffee. Two cups of coffee.
I did that so can be able to pull an all-nighter for my Arch 20 (May I say the s-word? No? Gasp! K.) but... eh. Hehe. Just thinking about it makes me want to grab my own brain and hurl it somewhere hard. For my own peace and sanity, let's take it slow (so slow) even though its due date is not you know, getting any farther.
It's 2am in the morning with nothing better to do than stay in front of the computer and hope that sleep will come soon.
What's inside my mind when this picture was taken, I could never remember. We're all aspiring for happiness and this smile makes me want to believe that I'm so damn close to achieving just that.
Kalahati ng utak ko kulay itim na kakasinghot ng usok ng Quezon City.
At pang-huli, sana wag na ako tratuhin ng nanay ko na parang may trabaho na ako. Pati ATM ko, di na pinatawad sa pangungutang nya. May kasama pang sermon at sigaw yan. Takteng buhay nga naman o. Sana lang wag niya malaman na yung iniipon ko, ipambibili ko ng condo para makalayo sa kanya.
Seryoso. Burn out na `to.
Ayaw ko na.
Gusto ko na magka-trabaho. Kung pwede lang sana yung malayo dito. Hay.
Siguro dala lang ito lahat ng sakit ng ulo ko.
And here's a little something to counter a depressing entry:
I never knew her personally nor did she ever knew me. All I know was that she was from my batch and she's an extremely talented person: the conductress who led the class of 4-8 to a sweet victory in last year's Song Festival. She also put the hymn to our batch's graduation song.
It's ironic that just this morning (fine, the whole week) I was silently fuming that every breath I take is laced with this city's pollution and that it's clouding everything: my judgment, my temperament and my life.. Who knew that someone my age is breathing her last...
Hopefully, the angels up there are better singers than the ones you conducted here... not that they're off-key or anything. It's just that the idea of angels singing will be nothing compared to people with awesome voices singing. Hehe...
Any minute now, my Tito's family will board the plane that will take them back to Australia.
I am not big on goodbyes.
I mean, I don't make big deal out of those words. I belong in a family who looooves getting together almost every weekend so I am assured that we will always and I do mean, always meet again.
But this time it's different..
They have to stay a minimum of 5 years in order to be granted permanent residency there.
5 years. Who knows what can happen in five years.
I'll be experiencing my first bittersweet taste of adult world responsibilities.
Someone might get married.
A pre-teen cousin might have her first kiss.
And another one will be bitching about the hardships of college life.
They will not be here when that happens.
And it sucks because we're an all for one, one for all kind of clan. The triumphs, the mundane, the whatever is it that we're celebrating will be more fun if we're complete.
But we're not going to be.
Not for another five years.
That's why I draw the first blood when it comes to the saying good bye part. I tend to be emotional on stuff like this.
Bon Voyage Tito Choy, Tita Mildred, Rodney and Eunise. Have a safe trip. Pardon the tears... I'm just overwhelmed that's all. :]