My beloved Constantine Maroulis *swoon*, my Greek God of Rock, has just been eliminated. And those bastards didn't even have Scott on the bottom three! I just don't like the way the good singers get booted off first! Don't the voters even know who are the good ones?
It started with Anwar. He did NOT deserve what happened the other week! I can't believe he was out before Scott! Yes, I do not like Scott. Hope you figured that out.
But Constantine?!?!? You stupid *(@#%^$#&sss!!! I would have understood if Constantine got kicked out if there were only 3 of them. I felt exactly like Paula that time. I couldn't even concentrate on my Microeconomics HW... damn you Consumer Theory and Indifference Curve!
I wanted to see Constantine sing more, become a threat to the other contestants. Just because he had his worst performance yesterday, is not a very good reason, compared to the other times where he was the leader of the pack, to be booted out so quickly.
But anyway, I guess he's not American Idol material. I wish him luck and all the best from hereon.
I'll see him in the future topping the charts and making a runt out of the American Idol.
humph!
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Inspired by A Movie
Saw one of my friends' blog. It was an account when we all watched a movie about peeping toms in cheap boarding houses. Anyway, the movie ended with the guy(peeping tom) busted by the tenants and kicked him out of the said house. He applied in another and met another caretaker of the house who also does the same thing. The evil was just a cycle, preying on unsuspecting innocents.
I couldn't help but think that the movie was based on real-life accounts.
It was an eye-opener for me and decided to make a complaint to our subdivision authorities.
Even in your own homes, you aren't safe. In a world where you think you dominate and is crowned king/queen, you've got to be mistaken. Now, I feel so paranoid about leaving the windows open to prying eyes. In the bathroom, even if the window is high, I feel the need to cover it with bottles of shampoo, liquid soap and facial wash and place myself totally underneath the window. I never take my clothes off or sing infront of the mirror unless the curtains are drawn and the room is nearly dark.
I feel so wronged when I know that the perpretrator is still out there, and the fact that he's just across our house. Now, I can't even get out to the damned streets and walk the dog! I just feel this need to tell the subdivision security. It's my safety and privacy we talking here!
Before I discovered there was a tresspasser in our own backyard, I wondered how long he'd been doing this. Our fence isn't that high, and it's really just a concrete wall. There's also a part of the backyard where the land is higher. It's easier to climb.
I caught several children hiding inside the walls of our backyard. A desperate game of hide-and-seek, eh? They were using the trees to climb the wall. I wish I had Pitbulls or just a Doberman Pinscher. I think that's even better than broken glass! They can never sue us for damage. I'd say it was defending my property.
But you know, thinking about shooting someone just because they want to see something they don't see everyday.... is just about all the justice I need, and more!
I couldn't help but think that the movie was based on real-life accounts.
It was an eye-opener for me and decided to make a complaint to our subdivision authorities.
Even in your own homes, you aren't safe. In a world where you think you dominate and is crowned king/queen, you've got to be mistaken. Now, I feel so paranoid about leaving the windows open to prying eyes. In the bathroom, even if the window is high, I feel the need to cover it with bottles of shampoo, liquid soap and facial wash and place myself totally underneath the window. I never take my clothes off or sing infront of the mirror unless the curtains are drawn and the room is nearly dark.
I feel so wronged when I know that the perpretrator is still out there, and the fact that he's just across our house. Now, I can't even get out to the damned streets and walk the dog! I just feel this need to tell the subdivision security. It's my safety and privacy we talking here!
Before I discovered there was a tresspasser in our own backyard, I wondered how long he'd been doing this. Our fence isn't that high, and it's really just a concrete wall. There's also a part of the backyard where the land is higher. It's easier to climb.
I caught several children hiding inside the walls of our backyard. A desperate game of hide-and-seek, eh? They were using the trees to climb the wall. I wish I had Pitbulls or just a Doberman Pinscher. I think that's even better than broken glass! They can never sue us for damage. I'd say it was defending my property.
But you know, thinking about shooting someone just because they want to see something they don't see everyday.... is just about all the justice I need, and more!
One Summer Day
My mom just celebrated her *censored!*th birthday today. After my classes, I went to Makati to meet her and Anne to eat lunch. We ate at Big Buddha. Food, especially Lemon Chicken, was good. We couldn't eat everything so we had 'em packed for us. Replay ng pagkain mamaya.
The restaurant was full of office workers. In a table near ours, the people were talking about students taking summer internships. They were talking about the ages of their interns... the eldest was 23 and the youngest was 19. I glanced at one of the women's ID and said PLDT. One of my close friends is taking a practicum in PLDT. Baka kilala siya...
I wanted to watch "The Interpreter", who (coincidentally), was recommended by the same friend taking the practicum in PLDT. Gusto ng kapatid ko, "Can this by love?".... ah! Uwi nalang ako! We couldn't decide what to watch without causing the other to feel bad. In the end, wala rin kaming napanood.
We went to Powerbooks Live, which was on sale. I was telling my sister not to buy books anymore because it's cluttering our room. She reads it once and tapos na! I had been getting annoyed by the fact that I have to fix the books in the room time and again.
I went home after browsing through some titles. I still had a lot of books to read at home. Not to mention that the school's library already has an extensive collection of fiction books.
Got home, played with the dog and read the newspaper. Took a bath kasi pinawisan ako... kahit nagbabasa lang ng dyaryo. After a few minutes, mom and Anne went home. She bought a new pair of shoes.
I called the Nihongo Center to ask about class schedules for Elementary 3. The woman there said that I have to take a diagnostic test to see which level I can be put in. Isn't passing 4kyu enough? I mean, I wanted to take Elementary 3 because I'm preparing for 3kyu. Anyway, I'll see if I can convince them to let me take Elementary 3 without taking the diagnostic exams. Kasi 250 ang bayad pag kukuha nun! humph! Lahat nalang may bayad, ang mahal pa!
The restaurant was full of office workers. In a table near ours, the people were talking about students taking summer internships. They were talking about the ages of their interns... the eldest was 23 and the youngest was 19. I glanced at one of the women's ID and said PLDT. One of my close friends is taking a practicum in PLDT. Baka kilala siya...
I wanted to watch "The Interpreter", who (coincidentally), was recommended by the same friend taking the practicum in PLDT. Gusto ng kapatid ko, "Can this by love?".... ah! Uwi nalang ako! We couldn't decide what to watch without causing the other to feel bad. In the end, wala rin kaming napanood.
We went to Powerbooks Live, which was on sale. I was telling my sister not to buy books anymore because it's cluttering our room. She reads it once and tapos na! I had been getting annoyed by the fact that I have to fix the books in the room time and again.
I went home after browsing through some titles. I still had a lot of books to read at home. Not to mention that the school's library already has an extensive collection of fiction books.
Got home, played with the dog and read the newspaper. Took a bath kasi pinawisan ako... kahit nagbabasa lang ng dyaryo. After a few minutes, mom and Anne went home. She bought a new pair of shoes.
I called the Nihongo Center to ask about class schedules for Elementary 3. The woman there said that I have to take a diagnostic test to see which level I can be put in. Isn't passing 4kyu enough? I mean, I wanted to take Elementary 3 because I'm preparing for 3kyu. Anyway, I'll see if I can convince them to let me take Elementary 3 without taking the diagnostic exams. Kasi 250 ang bayad pag kukuha nun! humph! Lahat nalang may bayad, ang mahal pa!
Friday, April 22, 2005
Dala ng Galit
Ok, now that I've gotten my humane sense back, I know that doing this to my brother is bad.
But it doesn't change the fact that he's a slob wherever he goes. He knows he is one but doesn't really care.
He's now with dad...and I do hope that dad wouldn't get high blood pressure from constantly "reminding" him to clean up.
But it doesn't change the fact that he's a slob wherever he goes. He knows he is one but doesn't really care.
He's now with dad...and I do hope that dad wouldn't get high blood pressure from constantly "reminding" him to clean up.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Sibling Rivalry
My brother is the most disgusting slob on the planet! Emphasize on SLOB!
Hindi siya marunong magligpit ng gamit, ang laking bulas na niya. We both share a bathroom at home. Hindi na siya nahiya sa akin na nakakalat yung brip niya. In the bathroom, there's a basket where we put used clothes. By the grace of God, the bastard just throws 'em on TOP of the basket, not even bothering to put it inside. And this particular bathroom is what we let guest's use.
Walang hiyaan na talaga to. Patigasan ng mukha!
And adding insult to injury, he puts his trash on TOP of the trash can. Ayaw tumuwad at ilagay nang maayos. Bastos nga naman talaga! This type of trash can is already convenient because you just step on the pedal and the cover opens up. Tinamad pa yung lintik. And it's that kind of tissue paper that's full of God-knows-what (and I don't really wanna know) that's lying under the sink.
It's sick. It's an eyesore. And a 17 year old does it. Talk about maturity...no! Talk about shame (or lack of)
Today was the last straw. It was the 3rd time I pointed out to him, and I did not shout, nor raise my voice or added those negative "adjectives". At anong ginawa???
Wala!!!
!@&^@(&
He just laughed and scoffed at me and just resumed eating cake. PIG!
I was this close to hurting him. But I decided that I would never, EVER bring myself to that level of his, which is completely below sea level.
And thinking about it again makes my blood boil...grrr... di bale, my beauty will not be wasted on some scum.
I'd better stop. I'm punching the keys too damn hard.
Hindi siya marunong magligpit ng gamit, ang laking bulas na niya. We both share a bathroom at home. Hindi na siya nahiya sa akin na nakakalat yung brip niya. In the bathroom, there's a basket where we put used clothes. By the grace of God, the bastard just throws 'em on TOP of the basket, not even bothering to put it inside. And this particular bathroom is what we let guest's use.
Walang hiyaan na talaga to. Patigasan ng mukha!
And adding insult to injury, he puts his trash on TOP of the trash can. Ayaw tumuwad at ilagay nang maayos. Bastos nga naman talaga! This type of trash can is already convenient because you just step on the pedal and the cover opens up. Tinamad pa yung lintik. And it's that kind of tissue paper that's full of God-knows-what (and I don't really wanna know) that's lying under the sink.
It's sick. It's an eyesore. And a 17 year old does it. Talk about maturity...no! Talk about shame (or lack of)
Today was the last straw. It was the 3rd time I pointed out to him, and I did not shout, nor raise my voice or added those negative "adjectives". At anong ginawa???
Wala!!!
!@&^@(&
He just laughed and scoffed at me and just resumed eating cake. PIG!
I was this close to hurting him. But I decided that I would never, EVER bring myself to that level of his, which is completely below sea level.
And thinking about it again makes my blood boil...grrr... di bale, my beauty will not be wasted on some scum.
I'd better stop. I'm punching the keys too damn hard.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Back to reality
The sweltering heat is killing me! One move and you're sweating all over... definitely not a good feeling.
Tomorrow is the start of my summer classes... microeconomics and political science...definitely not my areas of interest! I never liked politics or law... and economics or supply and demand... it didn't even crossed mind that I'd become a lawyer, politician or economist *cringe*. What I'm looking forward to summer is my Japanese lessons. I'm studying to take the 3kyu level. Dad was very supportive in this endeavor and even bought me a Kanji dictionary in Kinokuniya. Kanji's (Chinese characters) not my good side. I just hope I won't let my dad down and not pass the test! >_<;;
Right now, we're doing summer cleaning... throwing out bad memories (ie. test papers) and other handouts from last semester's classes. I'm also moving the already-read novels to the "library" upstairs. Since I'm not dorming anymore (yipee!), I'm trying to make our room more conducive to studying.
My brother won't be dorming near La Salle too so it's like a family reunion again. More fun, more chaos and disorder!
We're also trying to fix the stuff we brought from Jakarta and Singapore. Up to now, we haven't opened the other luggage! He, he... tamad! And since I bought new shirts (at factory prices!) for school, I might plan to give my old clothes to less-fortunate people.
Tomorrow is the start of my summer classes... microeconomics and political science...definitely not my areas of interest! I never liked politics or law... and economics or supply and demand... it didn't even crossed mind that I'd become a lawyer, politician or economist *cringe*. What I'm looking forward to summer is my Japanese lessons. I'm studying to take the 3kyu level. Dad was very supportive in this endeavor and even bought me a Kanji dictionary in Kinokuniya. Kanji's (Chinese characters) not my good side. I just hope I won't let my dad down and not pass the test! >_<;;
Right now, we're doing summer cleaning... throwing out bad memories (ie. test papers) and other handouts from last semester's classes. I'm also moving the already-read novels to the "library" upstairs. Since I'm not dorming anymore (yipee!), I'm trying to make our room more conducive to studying.
My brother won't be dorming near La Salle too so it's like a family reunion again. More fun, more chaos and disorder!
We're also trying to fix the stuff we brought from Jakarta and Singapore. Up to now, we haven't opened the other luggage! He, he... tamad! And since I bought new shirts (at factory prices!) for school, I might plan to give my old clothes to less-fortunate people.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Guilty Grins
Besides the ocassional ground whenever my skin touches the metal part of the pushcart, I can say that I have been most happy... well, guiltily happy. I'm now inside the Business Class Lounge in Changi Airport, after declaring myself almost bankrupt and having nothing else to do but gawk and drool at items with their ridiculous prices. I swear, some people really just buy for the brand name and not the item itself!
I'm not proud of the fact that I am a impulsive buyer (which means spending an hour or so in the shop to debate within my conscience whether I need it or just plain want it.
But I do know that I spend well within my account. Mom holds my dollar account and just credits it to my account whenever I buy something categorized as a
Anyway, guilty pleasures were made yesterday in Orchard Road. My, it was simply sinful. Hush Puppies was on sale and HSBC credit cards are given 20% off when used. Got this cute beige mary janes! Lacoste was 40% off (Mom couldn't resist buying a shirt for herself). Anne and I bought a very cute blue IPOD Mini (less GST of course!). And let us not forget tons and tons of Giordano, at which all items were 20% off!
Ok, so the Ipod will be charged to Dad's account, but we're buying the accessories using our own money (...after 5 years).
After immigration, Anne and I bought flash disks for school. I then bought two novels, which I am very excited to read (sleepless nights and eye damage, here I come!).
One was Tyrant by Valerio Manfredi. I have ALL his books on historical fiction. This includes Spartan (loved it!) and Alexander Trilogy (waaaay better than the movie) among others. This is his latest work. I love historical novels, especially ones in Ancient Greece or Rome.
The other is Atlantis, which is a new book. I was impressed by the synopsis so I decided to give it a chance.
And there you have it... backtracking to my spending extraordinaire capabilities.
But I mean, this is why we save during school days, right??? I save because I'll be wanting to buy a lot of things during summer...and what better way than to buy it in a country that's on sale and gives GST refunds!
Last bit, I met my English blockmate here in downtown, in Kinokuniya, to be exact. He's also my classmate in Philosophy. He's a Philo major, by the way. He also spends his vacation here in Singapore. And his course is nice because they DON'T have summer classes.
As for me, I ALWAYS have summer classes... well, because my course tells me so and the fact that I'm trying to hopefully complete two minors before I graduate. Yeah, I'm a masochist, so what else is new?
Anyway, all this shopping killed my legs (and I thought I was an athlete) and I'm dying for food. So kill me!
Tomorrow, it'll be reality again... school starts on Thursday...
Later!
Friday, April 08, 2005
Packing and Unpacking
I hate packing... it forces me to be more organized *groan*. NO, I did NOT inherit my dad's OC-ness. And the next least favorite thing to do besides packing is UNPACKING.
By tomorrow, we have to pack our stuff for Saturday's flight. What we can't pack (due to overshopping--SALE! SALE!), we'd leave for my brother to bring home or dad brings them home, when he comes over for a leave.
But what keeps packing more tolerable is the fact that I look forward to going somewhere more fun and more dynamic than bumming around and getting fat at home. I'd prefer getting fat somewhere else! ^_^
Why?
Coz there's nobody, besides my family, who can berate me for eating more than I burn! Wehehehe...ok, who am I kidding...
Our room is a MESS... plastic bags from malls, clothes brought out to put inside the maletas, which, by the way is strewn all over the floor. It joins the magazines we bought in Singapore, as well as the inflight magazines and the japanese comic books we bought in Singapore. Dad nearly went ballistic when he saw our room one day.
Kababaeng tao, burara!
We came to Dad's apartment, spotless and pristine... and in just three weeks, it had been messy and wild; ah, just like our home! His fridge was once a desert, now a luscious oasis of fruits, juices, milk, meat, spaghetti sauce and the usual carton at the back with mildew (eww!)
Dad would complain about the mess, the disorder and the chaos, but when he finally sees that his apartment is once again clean...
It's clean and quiet all right... too clean... too quiet.
I just remembered one time when Dad still works in Malang. I was still in grade school then. We would be leaving for a flight to Manila then and dad went with us inside the airport. Anne, with her usual 6-7 year old tactless attitude, went to dad and said, "Dad, balik na kami Manila... iyak ka?"
Langyang bata yan! Walang hiya talaga. Napangiti na lang si dad.
Oh well. ^___^
By tomorrow, we have to pack our stuff for Saturday's flight. What we can't pack (due to overshopping--SALE! SALE!), we'd leave for my brother to bring home or dad brings them home, when he comes over for a leave.
But what keeps packing more tolerable is the fact that I look forward to going somewhere more fun and more dynamic than bumming around and getting fat at home. I'd prefer getting fat somewhere else! ^_^
Why?
Coz there's nobody, besides my family, who can berate me for eating more than I burn! Wehehehe...ok, who am I kidding...
Our room is a MESS... plastic bags from malls, clothes brought out to put inside the maletas, which, by the way is strewn all over the floor. It joins the magazines we bought in Singapore, as well as the inflight magazines and the japanese comic books we bought in Singapore. Dad nearly went ballistic when he saw our room one day.
Kababaeng tao, burara!
We came to Dad's apartment, spotless and pristine... and in just three weeks, it had been messy and wild; ah, just like our home! His fridge was once a desert, now a luscious oasis of fruits, juices, milk, meat, spaghetti sauce and the usual carton at the back with mildew (eww!)
Dad would complain about the mess, the disorder and the chaos, but when he finally sees that his apartment is once again clean...
It's clean and quiet all right... too clean... too quiet.
I just remembered one time when Dad still works in Malang. I was still in grade school then. We would be leaving for a flight to Manila then and dad went with us inside the airport. Anne, with her usual 6-7 year old tactless attitude, went to dad and said, "Dad, balik na kami Manila... iyak ka?"
Langyang bata yan! Walang hiya talaga. Napangiti na lang si dad.
Oh well. ^___^
Thursday, April 07, 2005
No More Time!
I woke up today from a very bad dream.
I dreamt I was late for my enrollment. And when you're late and missed your number, you have to let EVERYONE finish before you can enrol. That means crappy schedules, monsters you call teachers and classmates you can't even interact with... (or copy notes from).
Ok, so I was late, signed up crappy scheds for Microeco and Polsci.
This just means that as of today, I have one week to enjoy the last of my summer days before I'm swamped with work in school, my Japanese lessons and my job as Finance core for ORSEM.
Yesterday, Mom, Anne and I went to Heritage to buy factory-priced clothes. I got lots of shirts... one year's supply of school clothes! hehe
Then we went to Plaza Indonesia, and went window-shopping. The sale just ended so we ended up just trying on shoes and stuff. We also browsed through stuff in Kinokuniya. We ate Chinese food at La Mien and bought some take-home for dad. We bought some groceries and grabbed fruit smoothies before calling the driver to pick us up.
It was rush hour and the rain didn't really help. Dad's office was nearby but it took us about 15 minutes to pick him up from his office building. It then took us 2 hours to get home! Na-ihi na ko sa sobrang tagal. It was also cold so it wasn't helping me any.
Today, I bummed around. I was too lazy to play tennis today. I just watched this Korean movie, "My Sassy Girl". It was a romantic comedy but for some reason, Leanne cried! Weird. And since I was having cramps, all I did the whole afternoon was sleep.
Tomorrow, we'll go to Pondok Indah Mall. We won't really go shopping. It's more of a getaway from the apartment. Tingin tingin lang!
I dreamt I was late for my enrollment. And when you're late and missed your number, you have to let EVERYONE finish before you can enrol. That means crappy schedules, monsters you call teachers and classmates you can't even interact with... (or copy notes from).
Ok, so I was late, signed up crappy scheds for Microeco and Polsci.
This just means that as of today, I have one week to enjoy the last of my summer days before I'm swamped with work in school, my Japanese lessons and my job as Finance core for ORSEM.
Yesterday, Mom, Anne and I went to Heritage to buy factory-priced clothes. I got lots of shirts... one year's supply of school clothes! hehe
Then we went to Plaza Indonesia, and went window-shopping. The sale just ended so we ended up just trying on shoes and stuff. We also browsed through stuff in Kinokuniya. We ate Chinese food at La Mien and bought some take-home for dad. We bought some groceries and grabbed fruit smoothies before calling the driver to pick us up.
It was rush hour and the rain didn't really help. Dad's office was nearby but it took us about 15 minutes to pick him up from his office building. It then took us 2 hours to get home! Na-ihi na ko sa sobrang tagal. It was also cold so it wasn't helping me any.
Today, I bummed around. I was too lazy to play tennis today. I just watched this Korean movie, "My Sassy Girl". It was a romantic comedy but for some reason, Leanne cried! Weird. And since I was having cramps, all I did the whole afternoon was sleep.
Tomorrow, we'll go to Pondok Indah Mall. We won't really go shopping. It's more of a getaway from the apartment. Tingin tingin lang!
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Summer!
Kulang sa update! Masyadong nagpapaka-senyorita. ^.^
Masaya ang buhay dito. Kain, tulog... ligo. Nood ng TV, DVD... playstation... tennis... langoy. Shopping... puro sale dito. Mas mura damit dito. wehehehe.
Sale? San ka makakakita ng Kipling na 40% discount???
Sa Kinokuniya, yung mga magazines ng mga pretty boys... 50% off! Hahaha. Cute naman e!
Balak ko sanang pumayat bago ako pumasok ulit sa skwela *haaaay* pero palaging nakakalimutan pag may nakitang junk food. Cheetos, Pocky, Hello Panda... mmm...
Nag-tennis ako kanina. Una kong tinalo yung trainer ko... 4-1... pero alam ko hindi naman siya "all out". Mas masaya siguro ako kung tinalo ko siya na talagang binigay niya lahat. Hehe, asa!
Maraming Hapon dito... halos buong apartment ni Dad, puro Hapon kung saan ka lumingon. Ok lang sa kin kasi medyo nakakausap ko yung mga bata. I can practice my Japanese skills.
Gusto ko lang lubusin ang natitirang mga araw sa aking huling summer vacation... senior na ko. Senior...na... ko....
Masaya ang buhay dito. Kain, tulog... ligo. Nood ng TV, DVD... playstation... tennis... langoy. Shopping... puro sale dito. Mas mura damit dito. wehehehe.
Sale? San ka makakakita ng Kipling na 40% discount???
Sa Kinokuniya, yung mga magazines ng mga pretty boys... 50% off! Hahaha. Cute naman e!
Balak ko sanang pumayat bago ako pumasok ulit sa skwela *haaaay* pero palaging nakakalimutan pag may nakitang junk food. Cheetos, Pocky, Hello Panda... mmm...
Nag-tennis ako kanina. Una kong tinalo yung trainer ko... 4-1... pero alam ko hindi naman siya "all out". Mas masaya siguro ako kung tinalo ko siya na talagang binigay niya lahat. Hehe, asa!
Maraming Hapon dito... halos buong apartment ni Dad, puro Hapon kung saan ka lumingon. Ok lang sa kin kasi medyo nakakausap ko yung mga bata. I can practice my Japanese skills.
Gusto ko lang lubusin ang natitirang mga araw sa aking huling summer vacation... senior na ko. Senior...na... ko....
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