Some People Never Understand

I know someone who should be preparing for the college entrance exams. His parents have been very supportive, just to make sure he gets into one of the best schools in the country. Despite their educational plan being in trouble, his parents try to scrape every last bit of peso just to give him good education.

They send him to a review class. In hopes of having a higher chance to pass the entrance tests of prestigious schools. They gave him the option where to review and when. But this guy never seemed to value the money his parents give him. As soon as review classes are over, he just sits at home, playing video games, chatting with his friends online and talking with his girlfriend for hours on the phone.

When his mom tells him to study, he'd tell her he was tired and sleep until dinner time. And then, he acts as if nothing happened and watches TV and plays games.

A close friend of his told me that he despised review classes. He never understood those stupid math lessons anyway! So why should he study? His reviewers just lay inside his bag and is never used until he is sent once again to his review class. He would curse parabolas, tangents and slopes and linear equations because he never understood them... and he didn't even make an effort to understand high school math--> something he should've already known a long time ago.

I don't feel sorry for the guy if he fails. I'd really feel for his parents. They did everything they could and yet, everything they did was in vain. Are all kids like him? I guess if one was born with a silver spoon, they would never work hard because all they never knew what pain and suffering is like.

It is always the poor children who work hard to get out of poverty. It is always the poor children who have success stories. Because they wanted a better life.

This guy, I hope he understands that nothing is constant. Once his parents aren't capable of making a lot of money, he'll regret what he did. Every opportunity knocked in his door... he didn't even stand up to answer any of it.

Trying to be Productive

The keyword here is TRYING. I've been the laziest sloth since classes ended. I had a lot of things to do before the 1st sem starts.

1. Wrap all books with plastic
2. Scan
3. Fix desk and throw unnecessary stuff
4. Arrange anime cds
5. Clean up hard drive

My laptop's going bonkers on me. I guess the scanlations and downloads/leached stuff were too much. That's also why I'm not as progressive in my scanning as I want it to be. My virtual memory is too low so productivity is lessened...

Only one year to go before I can start working and save enough for a really powerful desktop--one that's made by me from scratch. I'll have double hard disks (one for my anime and the other for my personal stuff)... I was also thinking if double processors would be overkill and start to have a mind of its own. ^__^

I was also thinking of buying a MAC, but I haven't really tried it. People said it's really made for multi-tasking and has a high productivity. It's also for those into digital production. Hmm...

But my first problem is money. Tsaka na yung kung ano bibilhin ko. In the meantime, I'll thank my lucky stars my laptop is still willing and able (tho not as fast as before).

Law of Compensation

My Highs and Lows

Low random number::: Low grade in Eco111
Saw my barkada again::: Saw last part of LightsOut
Got new manga::: Got a broken umbrella
Parked in Makati, commuted to QC (saved gas)::: Panted while going from SM to Greenbelt1
Going home everyday::: Have 6-9pm class during Fridays

couldn't think of anything else...

Puppy is still a Baby

During dinner, the household help said that Toby, our puppy wouldn't eat the food. She thought maybe it was the vitamins she put in (Flintstones vitamins) that made it taste weird. I went out to him. He looked fine, wagging his tail seeing me--> for some reason, I always feel flattered that my puppy was glad to see me with his energetic countenance and the wagging tail.

I went to his food bowl and dipped my finger there. I made an eating gesture and he seemed to follow my pace. I placed the tip of my finger next to his nose and he licked it. No complaints there! I then did that for two more times and the last one, I made him follow my finger back to the bowl. He then started eating his food!

I concluded that he needed to be taught that it was food and he was supposed to eat it.

Haay... baby pa talaga. I love him so much! ^__^

Que Barbaridad

Tapos na ang economics finals...pati ang aking buhay. I guess I did pretty ok. Now I'm praying to God and every deity present to help me make the grade. I can't go home yet. I have to pick up my sister from her review class in Makati so I'm staying here till freaking 12.

So I'm blogging my frustrations away. Katabi ko si aR. Ka-chat ko rin siya. Weird...pero ganun kami. wehehehe

Economics is not my thing. Sobra. I'm just glad it's over and I'm hoping not to repeat it.

The heat is unbearable now but I'm glad nights are cooler.

My dog is becoming in tip-top shape day by day (he takes Flintstones multivitamins!) and the fleas are slowly migrating to other mongrels and bitches.

Thank you God! Dahil sa mga pagsubok na ito, mas napalapit ako sa yo.

Life's Not So Bad

I talked with my dad on the phone yesterday and told him my standing. He asked me what happened and all that. I couldn't give a good reason (don't have any!). I had been expecting the worst but he just said that I should do better in the finals. He'd pray for me and hope for the best.

One thing I know, dad doesn't play mind games so I know reverse psychology isn't his thing with his kids. I'm really glad my parents are sincere and didn't pressure me too much on studies. I guess I've been straining myself to pleasure them with my grades.

With all the things that happened in my academic life, I wanted to thank my friends: Jem, Kris, aR, Adlai and Shabby. You've been supportive and made me look at the brighter things in life. Kris, aR, ipinagdasal ko finals natin. Nagpamisa ako! But of course, sa atin pa rin nakasalalay grades natin. God's there to give us inspiration.

I remember my Social Studies teacher who told us this during the test:

When you feel like failing,

You can look up for inspiration,

You can look down in desperation,

But never sideways for information.

Recently, I've been hooked up to this song...decided to post the lyrics...

Even when it seems that nothing can go right
and you want to just give up,
if you close your eyes,
you can see the world from your heart.

In this world when life can be so tough
You must be strong
Just believe in yourself and don't you fear
So open up your mind and close your eyes
Take another look from the other side

Even on a lonely night, when you wander afraid,
you may be alone now, but
your feet can take you however far you want to go, so

Just hold on tight, because if you close your eyes,
look inside yourself, there's a shining light there.
Yes, I want you to believe in everything.
You can take another look from the other side

Just hold on tight, even if your heart is breaking.
Reach into your soul, even if you can't see tomorrow.
Yes, if you have the strength to live,
You can take another look from the other side,
until you find all that is love...

I wish for you to have the strength
to make it through this world,
so open up your mind,
and you'll be able to see...

Just remember you are not alone
So don't you fear
Even though you're miles away
I'm by your side
So open up your mind and close your eyes
I'll be there for you no matter where you are

The stars may live for a long time, but that doesn't mean
that the same days will repeat over and over forever.
No one can see into tomorrow.

Puppies

I'm starting to become a dog person. I just found out that Toby and I have something in common. We both have anemia. Not a good thing but at least we can relate with each other. Sometimes when I feel sad, and Pagong isn't enough, I go out and secretly let Toby inside the house. We'd play while watching TV. I'd sit on the floor and rub his tummy as I watch cartoons. Haaayyy...sana ganito palagi.

When I move out of the house (in a couple of years), I'd bring Toby with me. I'd let him sleep on the bed with Pagong. What more could a girl ask for? Di na kelangan ng boyfriend!

You Are a Golden Retriever Puppy

Tolerant, fun-loving, and patient. You are eager to please - and attached to your frisbee.

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

It's Over!

I don't believe this! Kahit si Pagong, nagulat. After 3 decades of decoding and figuring out the story behind it all, I can't believe it's finally over. Star Wars Episode3: Revenge of the Sith, was shown last Wednesday... Mom, Pat, Anne and I went last Thursday night in Greenbelt3. Fortunately, I got us some good seats (one row for four people!) in a THX cinema--> for movies like this, you have to invest to get all the good aspects! The showing was at 1040PM so we each spent our time reading books at Powerbooks and listening to good music at Music One.

Finally, it was time. People were all anxious to watch the final installment of the greatest sci-fi in the world. Most of the people inside were yuppies... those who grew up knowing the Millenium Falcon, Jabba the Hut and the Dagobah System. Think Eric Foreman of That 70s Show. Yep, this guy loved Star Wars.

As the trailers died one by one (next film I wanted to see was Mr. & Mrs. Smith), Music guru John Williams unleashed the nostalgic theme of Star Wars. People inside were clapping their hands and shouting from anticipation. Everyone was so into the movie! This was the episode everyone had been waiting for. Episode 3 answers all questions in Eps 1&2 and reveals the next characters for Eps4-6.

I didn't want to give any spoilers here but the story revolved not on the Republic but on our love team, Anakin and Padme. Both had inner struggles. And you can see how much Anakin loves Padme... that he would do anything for her. Padme's such a lucky gal. I have a hottie who's wrapped around my finger.

Yes, Hayden Christensen had the "evil hotness" aura in him. Bad boy looks will never be the same for me again!

Ewan McGregor looked 'old', like he's supposed to... no complaint there.

Natalie Portman made me realize one thing. Pregnant women can still look hot!

With my White Chocolate Mocha in one hand, a bucketful of butter popcorn in another and my family sitting beside me, and Ep3 playing, I knew nothing could go wrong. I was having so much fun that 3 hours seemed too short.

I was glad everyone watched the movie together. Since Pat and I can both drive, we always go out without mom. We began missing that part so we decided to watch it all at night. Mom's reason was because it was late and she didn't want the 3 of us alone. It was the first time in so many ocassions that we went out as a family.

As the movie ended, I felt sad. So this is it. Everything was laid out in the open. No more mysteries, suspense or being kept in the dark. Almost all questions have been answered. I'm not a hardcore Star Wars fan but I liked the plot and the drama so I would go lengths to watch it too. I'm so glad we have the last trilogy at home... in VHS form! Ganun ka-luma.

After posting this blog, I wanted to watch Episode 4. Yes, another hottie to watch out is Harrison Ford, in his prime! Mark Hamill is ok too, except he didn't go anywhere after that.

Another saga ended, with other stuff branching out. Series, post-movie plots and cartoons came out. But I guess nothing held my interest except those in the screens.

George Lucas is a genius!

Bad Day

Today was just not my day... I failed my Economics long test. And it's weight on my grade was very heavy. Di ko alam kung saan ko kukunin yung ibang points para pumasa. And to think that I passed Accounting and Finance, I thought the worst was over.

Maybe it's the test, maybe it's the teacher, maybe it's the subject, maybe it's me

I told my mom I was failing Eco...and she just replied to me (SMS) that it's ok, that I should do better next time and to take care. I didn't know if I should feel relieved or cry. If she's doing that for Reverse Psychology, it's working... more effectively than she'll ever know. But she's not like that. She's sincere in whatever she says... and I feel more disgusted with myself than ever.

And I really don't know what to say to Dad this Sunday. I have no excuse for failing. And the last thing I want to hear is the disappointment in his voice. It's heartbreaking. I'd rather die than hear that...

I drove home without my license. I forgot my wallet in my other bag... Lord, kung pagsubok lang to, mahina talaga ako sa mga ganyan... sana hindi lahat ng kamalasan mapunta sa akin sa isang araw, di ko kakayanin.

I couldn't stop thinking about it. And whenever I think about it, I feel like throwing up. I couldn't eat properly. I had ampalaya for dinner, and I didn't even complain about the bitterness exploding in my mouth. Chew and swallow. I didn't do anything today, just laid in bed. I didn't want to add any more incidents to my losing streak.

This is depression of the highest order in my college life... not even Accounting could top this off

More on Politics

Yesterday, we had a 'field trip' to Batasang Pambansa and experience first-hand a congress session. I was looking forward to this trip because I wanted to prove myself wrong about Philippine politics.

We stared at the different congresspeople in the lobby. Kris was already checking out potentials. She was dressed to kill in her "I'm-not-trying-to-seduce-a-congressman, trying-to-seduce-a-congressman" outfit.

The session starts at 4pm. And it's not surprising to see that the people who were early can only be counted in on hand. The woman there told us that they have a grace period of 1:30 hours. Oh, yeah, Filipino time at it's finest...

It started with a congressman from Negros Occidental started his speech on tariffs on sugar. We all noticed that nobody even paid attention to what was being discussed. The current house speaker (JDV wasn't there, due to a very much awaited premiere) didn't seem interested (from where I sat).

We weren't there for an hour and we were escorted back to the lobby. Lho and behold, we had an audience with the minority congressmen... bakit puro mga Anti-Gloria tong mga kumausap sa min? And I'm sorry Kris, hindi ko talaga trip si Gilbert Remulla. I'm a brown-eyes person, if you know what I mean...ehehe

I asked why many congresspeople weren't listening to the guy speaking, using this speaker-phone thingy

Pagbabatikos!

Feeling part ng Blue Ribbon Committee

...and they said that they do not want to listen to things that are not related to them. Forgive me for being narrow-minded but I did not like the way they answered my question.

From their answer, it gave me the impression that congressmen only listen to what they want to listen. That didn't sound right...

No matter how articulate they sounded...it all sounded fake for me. Politics wasn't my cup of tea...and visiting Congress didn't change it one bit...

Haircuts

I'm glad I have long hair this summer time. I can wear my hair up as opposed to the short strands stubbornly sticking at the back of my neck. Malagkit ang feeling! A few weeks back, I took my sister to a hair salon. She desperately needed cutting. Her last haircut looked like the dresser used dull shears to cut her hair. It was terrible. Naawa ako.

We looked in the internet for nice hairstyles and decided on 2 styles. We printed it and showed it to the hairdresser. The last time, she only described it... and from the result, the description was vague. Well, the outcome was better...waaaay better than the previous hack job you call a haircut.

Pwede na diba?

Wala Lang

Today, as I was going home from the hospital, I took EDSA and gazed upon the F&H billboard (again!). Traffic was heavy so I had the opportunity to take a shot:

Hehe, ok ba? Wala lang talaga... I'm repressed for life.

Billboards

Passing by Edsa, I came across Connecticut street, dominated by 2 gas stations and a 2-storey KFC. Behind KFC was a building and it held a BIIIG tarpaulin with the message:

KENTUCKY FRIED CRUELTY!

Grabe! Ang lakas talaga ng loob nila! There was a website included and decided to go there:

KentuckyFriedCruelty.com

Hmm... after watching the clips, I know it's just an ad for everyone to be a vegetarian... but I was getting sick and nauseated when I saw how much torture the chickens are put through.

Changing Perspectives

The International Summer Seminar is over. After 3 days of topics on economics, politics, foreign policies, montage, pop culture, tourism, society and what not, I'm beginning to see a new light about Japan.

And it makes me want to learn more.

The idea that really struck me most was the fact that they brought up the topic of : JAPAN AS VICTIM OF WAR. We Asians do not really see the Japanese as the poor losers of the second World War. In fact, we all blame and hate them for forcing us to their will. As any war veteran or your grandparents and they will tell you how much they have suffered, one way or another, at the hands of Japanese soldiers.

But have you asked Japanese people how they felt during the war? Japanese are always given the impression of poker-faced, rigid, strict and impersonal people. In war movies, they act like Terminators: unfeeling, uncaring, killing without remorse. But we have to see that they are human too.

Their loyalty to their country would have probably been a factor why they would die gladly for their country's sake. They risk seeing their family, their country for the last time and march on to war with nothing but hoping for the glorious victory of Japan.

So many innocent people died during the Hiroshima and Nagasaki bombing. Thousands of lives were affected.

My point is: In war, there are no winners... only losers. I don't think anybody had benefitted from war at the cost of others...and I don't think it's winning. Even agressive countries have lost.

Roadkill

Yesterday, I was driving home from school... I usually pass by EDSA coz I hate truck drivers in C5...

Anyway, as I was passing near Guadalupe bridge (yes, the accident-prone part because of billboards), I saw this hot sign of Folded&Hung. This guy model had his pants WAY lowww, it was showing the cuts near his pelvis. The slogan said, "Illegally low-cut jeans" or something like that.

Of course, it took me by surprise and *manyak mode* was as instant as my coffee. As I was staring (and drooling) at this guy, there was a flash in my peripheral vision. I turned my head back on the road and stepped on the brakes in shock. The vehicle in front of me stopped and I wasn't looking. I thanked my lucky stars and quick reaction time... or else I would've delayed going home.

Moral lesson: Tama na ang pagiging manyak!

No, seriously, keep your eyes on the road, especially when you're the driver. No matter how hot the model is on the billboard... darn! I need to get a driver...

Clay Gods of Tennis

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It was last Monday where I watched the finals of the Rome Masters. Lho and behold, my two tennis gods, squaring each other off for the second time! Coria and Nadal matched each other in the Monte Carlo Open, wherein Coria was the defending championNadal, who was younger, more buffed and stronger beat Coria for his first masters title.

This time, it's the Rome Masters and Nadal really deserved to win. Their score was 6-4, 3-6, 6-3, 4-6, 7-6 (8/6) and it was played for over 5 gruelling hours! I sided with Coria, of course, siya naman talaga idol ko. But I couldn't help cheer for the Spanish coz he's left-handed! It's been a while since a lefty dominated the tennis scene. After this win, he was ranked 2nd in the world, after Roger Federer. Mind you, he beat Federer once!

Downhill

I think this is the time where I get the reality check. Just when you think everything's going to be alright... there's always this ridiculous circumstance that brings me down.

My grades are low...and I just couldn't bear the fact na summer na nga lang, mababa pa grades ko. It didn't seem right. I know I have two subjects and a course that just requires research and critique (no classes), I don't have enough reason why I should have low grades. Saying that it's summer and I'm not in the mood to study is VERY WEAK. Sus! Kahit hindi naman summer, may times na wala ako sa mood mag-aral.

And where am I? Yesterday, Saturday, I only got up to eat! Sobrang baboy talaga. And I'm not exaggerating. I slept after eating breakfast and slept after lunch. I've got a migraine from too much sleep. I never felt so lethargic in my life. But it was so hot I didn't want to move at all. I'm taking baths twice a day and I still can't get the sticky feeling out of my system. I can never get used to the humid, tropical weather that is my country.

But despite all this, I'm glad for the simple nothings that's been happening all this time. I go out with my mom, I fetch my sister from ACP training, I listen to my favorite music from my iPod, tumble in the sheets with Pagong, text my friends using SUN, meet my friends in class (they're the ones who make classes tolerable) and read their bible (yes, I'm trying to convert to their idolatric ways), the list goes on and on...

Hey, when I think about it, I've got more reasons to smile than frown...and frowning causes wrinkles.

This is real...

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is comforting. You crave a relationship where you always feel warmth and love.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Kasalanan ko bang ipinanganak akong ganito? ^_^

Your Birthdate: January 12

Being born on the 12th day of the month (3 energy) is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life. The energy of 3 allows you bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental. There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, sometimes "couldn't care less" attitude. You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression. Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing. You are energetic and always a good conversationalist. You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters. Your mind is practical and rational despite this tendency to jump about. You are affectionate and loving - but very sensitive. You are subject to rapid ups and downs.

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Seductress

Your Seduction Style: The Dandy

You're a non-traditionalist, not limited by gender roles or expectations. Your sexuality is more fluid than that - and you defy labels or categories. It's hard to pin you down, and that's what's fascinating about you. You have the psychology of both a male and a female, and you can relate to anyone.

What Is Your Seduction Style?

Dreams...

I've had weird dreams all my life... in fact, I've got about 5 notebooks full of 'em since high school. Yes, in those days, I did not have a life and spent time writing every time I woke up from a dream. Underneath my pillow is my flashlight, notebook and pen.

But what I dreamt last Friday afternoon really took the cake. Yes, even afternoon naps were not spared. I've got a wild imagination.

The last time I had an allergy attack, I was taken to the ER. I spent 2 days in the hospital. I missed my Operations Management Midterms. But despite the oxygen tube in my nose and the ocassional Benadryl inhaler, I asked my mom to bring my laptop to the hospital to work. I had the unfortunate timing of getting sick during requirements week. My best friend visited me in the morning (she was to go migrate in the US that week).

But in my dream, they anticipated that my next allergy attack would be my last. Everyone was expecting it and they seemed to take it calmly despite the ocassional sobs. I sat down and talked with my brother and sister and told them how I felt...

"I'm not sad because I'm going to die... I'm sad because I won't be with you", I told them. "I'm actually curious what it's like on the other side. I wanted to have a family, a wonderful husband and beautiful children... I'll just check on you from above, ok? Oh yeah, and don't bring Pagong to the funeral...I'd rather he live on and stay with you." By then, I was rambling and babbling, unable to comprehend what I'm really saying. I felt like I was actually eager to die... I wanted to look at the bright side. But, there's no bright side.

The next scenes were absurd. They were preparing for my funeral... that it seemed that during the next attack, they'd send me to the morgue instead of the hospital. That didn't look right. And yet, I accepted it quietly, like it was a normal thing to do... I even took my laptop and deleted my personal files and the passwords. I was supposed to give it to my sister. But as I was erasing files, I had this grim determination not to die.

"Mom, I don't want to die. Not today..."

Growing up

I recently had a chat with my best friend (she migrated to the US last March). She's the keeper of ALL my secrets. Not one thing is kept from her. That's how much I trust her.

Everytime we'd go online and talk with each other, we would often discuss my mishaps and major bloopers. These bloopers were the worst situations I had, and to top it all off, I dealt with it the worst possible way. The most important person in my life got hurt so much and I never did anything, except put salt on his wounds and rub it in. I was so immature then... I didn't know how to play my cards right. I ended up losing, and I brought him down with me.

Refusing to admit my mistake, I stood up like nothing happened. I ignored the pain and continued on with my life, leaving him to deal with his wounds and tears. I practically pushed him away. I turned my head away from the truth and believed in what I thought was right. But I was wrong. Leaving an open wound does not heal itself. The pain spreads until you'd gladly ask someone to put you out of your misery.

Realizing this a bit too late, I had felt horrible about what happened. I was too young to deal with it... I was too scared to face the consequences. My best friend made me see that... a little too late. Despite all this, he remained humane and civil to me, something I did not deserve from him. I felt so ashamed and angry at myself. For my foolish pride, my weak resolve and cruel words. I am the most tactless person I ever knew. And he bore everything.

I don't blame him if he'd hate me with all his might. He had every reason to.

I confided with my best friend, admitting to her all my faults. What I should have done...what I should not have done. We both knew it's too late but she said she was happy that I finally matured. I grew up...in the most painful ways. But I was also happy that I now know a lot more than I did before. Explaining and apologizing would not bring us back to the happy times... I'm not even sure if we could go back to the way things were. But seeing him, remembering all the pain I caused, would be enough to keep me hiding in the shadows. I wanted to bear his pain. I wanted to take away the pain. But all I can do is watch and cry miserably from within.

I want to be with him... but until then, I'll just have to pick up the pieces of my wretched life. God I miss him!

Lost Story

I've been scanning MyDocuments for sometime now... and I still can't find it.

I wrote a story a few months back. Just a silly little plot that got a LOT longer than I had imagined. But it's not all happy endings. It's actually an angst-fueled story about a boy who never had the chance to live a normal life. I'm not as sadistic as Lemony Snicket, tho. I give my character snippets of happiness, and a hope that someday, he'd be free from a world of abuse and persecution. And those snippets, though small and rarely happen in his miserable life, are the things that made him face life head 0n.

Inspirations? Me.--> nope, I did not have an angsty life. I'm really lucky and thank God every single day that I live comfortably and have a great family who's been always there for me. I wanted to play with emotions and tried to imagine what it would feel if I lived in a world where I can only trust myself. I've had rough times (family, friends, love) and try to experiment from those experiences.

Kids in Katipunan--> When I was still living near school, I couldn't help but notice kids and teenagers begging me to buy their food whenever I walk back home in the afternoons. Often times, I would just tell them I have no money or ignore them (bad Karen!). Ignoring them takes my mind off the guilt bottling inside me. Looking them in the eyes makes me feel more miserable. Because I am reminded that they are human beings too. And that being children, they have the right to a lot of things. I guess these rights are now privileges. Yes, I feed on their lives to create the story.

News--> Tsunami, Iraq, Africa, Aceh, Manila... take your pick, all of these have stories to tell. Tragedies of real live people living on the other side of the world...on the other side of the street. They all have traumas at least twice in their lives.

Writing this story makes me stop and realize that I have what other people would call luxuries. A home, clothing, food, a family. That I was lucky enough to be born in a safer place, to a happy, unbroken family.

Ok, now I know where my story is. It's in my PDA. I decided to put the file there so whenever I had the urge to dump my angst-filled mind, it's always near me.

So I'm crazy... what else is new?

Init at Ipis

The heat's become very unbearable. Tonight, we decided to cram ourselves (me, mom & anne) in the master's bedroom and plug the aircon the whole night... ahhh... bliss. And since it's a holiday tomorrow, I don't have to get up early. *cheers*

We brought a folding bed to the room because only 2 people can fit comfortably in mom and dad's bed.

I closed all the windows in our room and used up a third of Baygon to get rid of the cockroaches. Hopefully by tomorrow, the smell would be gone...and so would be those annoying insects. It's been weeks since our room was last sprayed with Baygon. I got bitten twice by some unknown insect... and I'm sure it's not a mosquito kasi iba yung pantal na nakuha ko. I just figured it's a cockroach. It's been itchy like crazy for the past days but I can't scratch it, lest I want wounds and scars in my arm and leg...

Two things I really hate lately... heat and cockroaches. Why can't they leave us alone?! grrr.... but what's more scary than a cockroach is a FLYING cockroach! God, I can't stand them!

I just had to post this... my arm is itchy...

*must...not... scratch...!*