No more thesis is it for we are so done. Fuck yeah. So last December 15 we've just submitted our lovely effort-fucking-full thesis. Who would done be so happy to passed their undergrad thesis? Who would not? So can someone blame me for being so much happy?
I will not forget all the hardships me and my thesis mates have gone through, all the statuses on facebook and the tweets on twitter that are meant for each other because we are so pissed, all the coffee we've take, all the money spent on printing and photo copying, all the sleepless nights, all the midnight conference, all the writing researching and revising, all the submission dates we've crammed into, all the hard feelings this thesis brought us into. These things and everything that has not been said is part of our thesis. And our thesis will never be complete and done without these shits.
I love you thesis mates/friends. Through thick and thin. Through submission and revising. Through library or anywhere. Through coffee or milk tea. I love you big big time.
Fire works.
Last christmas party as a student and I have not brought any boyfriend or any boy I'm dating for that matter. I know a lot of people who never fails to bring their someone special in occasions like these while some somehow wishes to have someone to bring in times of these types of occasions.
But who would not want to bring their special someone on their Christmas party? Or at UST Paskuhan for that matter? Who do not want to have someone to be introduced to their friends and be "yeee"-ed at? Who do not want to watch the fireworks display beside that special someone? Of course as cheesy at it may seems, its fucking sweet and romantic. And I want that.
I used to want that thing. Having a boyfriend to bring and be "yee"-ed at even though I'll say, "stop that, :">" when the real meaning is, "Behold freinds. Continue." I used to want to watch the fireworks display beside that someone thinking that this is the most romantic thing I've ever experienced this year. I used to want to introduce that someone to my friends.
I used to. But now, I think I'm contented. Snacks with blockmates. Watched fireworks with college friends. Drink with college blockmates and some new found friends. I've got to say, I love this years Paskuhan. I don't care about the fireworks. I don't care if last years is beautiful than this year. This phrase is to remind you that Paskuhan is not about the fireworks. Its about paskuhan. Paskuhan does not mean fireworks. Paskuhan is Paskuhan. Deal with it.
And I think, Paskuhan that's clebrated with friends is a perfect Paskuhan. Love them. Plus Angel Esmerna. Missing in action ang peg.
But who would not want to bring their special someone on their Christmas party? Or at UST Paskuhan for that matter? Who do not want to have someone to be introduced to their friends and be "yeee"-ed at? Who do not want to watch the fireworks display beside that special someone? Of course as cheesy at it may seems, its fucking sweet and romantic. And I want that.
I used to want that thing. Having a boyfriend to bring and be "yee"-ed at even though I'll say, "stop that, :">" when the real meaning is, "Behold freinds. Continue." I used to want to watch the fireworks display beside that someone thinking that this is the most romantic thing I've ever experienced this year. I used to want to introduce that someone to my friends.
I used to. But now, I think I'm contented. Snacks with blockmates. Watched fireworks with college friends. Drink with college blockmates and some new found friends. I've got to say, I love this years Paskuhan. I don't care about the fireworks. I don't care if last years is beautiful than this year. This phrase is to remind you that Paskuhan is not about the fireworks. Its about paskuhan. Paskuhan does not mean fireworks. Paskuhan is Paskuhan. Deal with it.
And I think, Paskuhan that's clebrated with friends is a perfect Paskuhan. Love them. Plus Angel Esmerna. Missing in action ang peg.
Easy as the movies
I hope life would be like that, I hope life could be as easy as the movies, but no. Unlike some mainstream movies, life don't give us lessons that real quick, life don't send us someone to love when we are on the verge of breaking down, life do not make it easy for us to make lemonades from lemons. But like some funny love stories, life fuck us all. Life fuck us all real hard. Talk about being fucked without giving out permission. It's like I've been raped million of times.
I hope my life could be like that. Sometimes I wish that my high school life had been as dramatic as their high school life, when one is just a looser then at prom night, she suddenly became the prom queen. Oh wow, lovely. Like it's really happening to most of the people watching in the real life.
This is why sometimes I hate movies, and whatever is there to watch because it puts wrong fucking notions into people's mind. It tells you that everything will be over in just a snap and you'll get over with your problem but it is really not that easy because in reality you would have to get drunk, get stoned and then make another problem and the process repeats itself.
Movies tells you that when you wait for the love of your life, he would eventually come just like a knight in shining armor, he'll sneak in you bedroom and then you'll kiss romantically but in reality you can't really kiss inside your bedroom because your parents are strict and the love of your life won't really come when you wait, well not always, but seldom, they don't really come. Because there is a big possibility that you are waiting for someone who will impossibly be yours. Uh huh. Truth hurts.
Movies also tells you that even if your crush is not paying attention at you at first, there will come a day when he will suddenly looks at you with all that background music playing and that slow motion effects when you'll say to your friends that you're heart stops beating. But this shit ass bullshit do not really happens in reality because we people are not edited, we don't have a real fucking life video editor. We can't slow the motion when our crush looks at us and there is a big possibility that the "spark" is not mutual.
Life would be easier if they are life the movies. When you can easily found your love one. When you're crush would talk to you and you'll be couples in the end. When you could easily put yourself up from a humiliation. Life does not come rehearsed. Life does not come with scripts. Life does not come edited. Life is fucking complicated. And we have to deal with it. Bitches all over. Liars all over. Plastics all over. Look around kids, we do not have a director, we do not have a script. We have our laptops of DVD players. So what do we do? Bummed ourselves and wait for the right guy who would accept us that we are bum and that he understands everything that is happening? No. LIFE IS NOT THAT EASY. LIFE IS ONE FUCK ASS COMPLICATED. And if you are weak enough, it will fuck fuck fuck rape rape rape you NON STOP.
Be more better as how the movies end. Movies do not actually shows its ending-ending. Viewers just know that the story ended but viewers do not know the story afterwards. Maybe the married couple at the end will be bored with each other and sell weeds instead and get their lives miserable. Movies do not show viewers these kind of things.
So, people can watch movie but cannot rely that like movies they can also find that story. Our life is made of different stories and I'm sure mine is better than yours and I'm also sure that you'll say that your life story is better than mine. Yes because we have our own. We have to make things possible for our own. We should write our own awesome story not until the end but until the very end. Be it awesome. Don't let the movies fool you, and don't let life fuck you. But if you're already been fooled or fucked, then good luck on your own awesome story. Live well. Write it well.
I hope my life could be like that. Sometimes I wish that my high school life had been as dramatic as their high school life, when one is just a looser then at prom night, she suddenly became the prom queen. Oh wow, lovely. Like it's really happening to most of the people watching in the real life.
This is why sometimes I hate movies, and whatever is there to watch because it puts wrong fucking notions into people's mind. It tells you that everything will be over in just a snap and you'll get over with your problem but it is really not that easy because in reality you would have to get drunk, get stoned and then make another problem and the process repeats itself.
Movies tells you that when you wait for the love of your life, he would eventually come just like a knight in shining armor, he'll sneak in you bedroom and then you'll kiss romantically but in reality you can't really kiss inside your bedroom because your parents are strict and the love of your life won't really come when you wait, well not always, but seldom, they don't really come. Because there is a big possibility that you are waiting for someone who will impossibly be yours. Uh huh. Truth hurts.
Movies also tells you that even if your crush is not paying attention at you at first, there will come a day when he will suddenly looks at you with all that background music playing and that slow motion effects when you'll say to your friends that you're heart stops beating. But this shit ass bullshit do not really happens in reality because we people are not edited, we don't have a real fucking life video editor. We can't slow the motion when our crush looks at us and there is a big possibility that the "spark" is not mutual.
Life would be easier if they are life the movies. When you can easily found your love one. When you're crush would talk to you and you'll be couples in the end. When you could easily put yourself up from a humiliation. Life does not come rehearsed. Life does not come with scripts. Life does not come edited. Life is fucking complicated. And we have to deal with it. Bitches all over. Liars all over. Plastics all over. Look around kids, we do not have a director, we do not have a script. We have our laptops of DVD players. So what do we do? Bummed ourselves and wait for the right guy who would accept us that we are bum and that he understands everything that is happening? No. LIFE IS NOT THAT EASY. LIFE IS ONE FUCK ASS COMPLICATED. And if you are weak enough, it will fuck fuck fuck rape rape rape you NON STOP.
Be more better as how the movies end. Movies do not actually shows its ending-ending. Viewers just know that the story ended but viewers do not know the story afterwards. Maybe the married couple at the end will be bored with each other and sell weeds instead and get their lives miserable. Movies do not show viewers these kind of things.
So, people can watch movie but cannot rely that like movies they can also find that story. Our life is made of different stories and I'm sure mine is better than yours and I'm also sure that you'll say that your life story is better than mine. Yes because we have our own. We have to make things possible for our own. We should write our own awesome story not until the end but until the very end. Be it awesome. Don't let the movies fool you, and don't let life fuck you. But if you're already been fooled or fucked, then good luck on your own awesome story. Live well. Write it well.
Chance or Choice?
So that is what happens when people are stuck up in a situation where in you have to choose between your heart or your mind, between the one who would love to be with you in public or the one who is embarrass to hang out with you when people you know might see you.
There's a big difference between being loved or being used. There's a big difference between holding your hands in public or just holding your hand after you guys make out or in the cab. There's a big difference when you can go out together with each other friends or you are not being introduced to his friends.
Yes, maybe the other party had his side, his own version of his story, his own explanation of his feelings. But surely, you is what important to you. So with your unreliable instinct, you've just opened up your door with the other guy whom you choose before even knowing the full version of what is really happening. You choose to miss that chance.
This just like when a girl is with a boy and then the boy is cold with her and then she found someone who would appreciate her the most and then dumped her boyfriend. Girl is lonely, wants company. Other boy enters the scene, perfect enough to be the company. Missing story: boyfriend who probably had his own problems but is not able to speak up for he don't have a chance.
Basically, if this shit is on movie, it would be blockbuster and the people would say at the premiere "I would definitely watch it again! I can't stop crying." And then the viewers would talk and blame the boyfrtiend for not having his balls to explain what the real score is.
What kind of ending do we have here? Oh, a depressing one. Girl not really happy with the other boy. Boyfriend not happy because he can't do anything. Choice over Chance. Or maybe if the boyfriend acts on the problem, then no one will be in this situation, That makes it Chance over Choice.
So what do we do? I say, we blog about it since it is really hard when you are in that situation and I thank God that I am not. And with these kind of problems couples experience when they're in a relationship, I am really glad that I'm single.
There's a big difference between being loved or being used. There's a big difference between holding your hands in public or just holding your hand after you guys make out or in the cab. There's a big difference when you can go out together with each other friends or you are not being introduced to his friends.
Yes, maybe the other party had his side, his own version of his story, his own explanation of his feelings. But surely, you is what important to you. So with your unreliable instinct, you've just opened up your door with the other guy whom you choose before even knowing the full version of what is really happening. You choose to miss that chance.
This just like when a girl is with a boy and then the boy is cold with her and then she found someone who would appreciate her the most and then dumped her boyfriend. Girl is lonely, wants company. Other boy enters the scene, perfect enough to be the company. Missing story: boyfriend who probably had his own problems but is not able to speak up for he don't have a chance.
Basically, if this shit is on movie, it would be blockbuster and the people would say at the premiere "I would definitely watch it again! I can't stop crying." And then the viewers would talk and blame the boyfrtiend for not having his balls to explain what the real score is.
What kind of ending do we have here? Oh, a depressing one. Girl not really happy with the other boy. Boyfriend not happy because he can't do anything. Choice over Chance. Or maybe if the boyfriend acts on the problem, then no one will be in this situation, That makes it Chance over Choice.
So what do we do? I say, we blog about it since it is really hard when you are in that situation and I thank God that I am not. And with these kind of problems couples experience when they're in a relationship, I am really glad that I'm single.
What I want for Christmas
So, kung sino may mabuting loob dyan. :-)
AND MOST OF ALL!!! The "All I want for Christmas" Hearts hearts!!
AND MOST OF ALL!!! The "All I want for Christmas" Hearts hearts!!
Isang date lang! kahit lugaw lang sa Antonio, kahit wala nang libro! Masaya nako.
BB GURL
Say hello to my baby sister! Wow, ate na ulit ako, 20 years gap. Putangina, beat that! Hihi. Ang cute cute niya o. Sana hindi siya lumaking maarte. Sana maging okay ang buhay niya, sana hindi ako mainis sa kanya in the future. Sana hindi lang siya ngayong bata cute. Sana hindi siya lumaking katulad ko, sana maging almost perfect ang life niya. I wish all the best for her. Aalagaan ko siya sa abot ng makakaya ko. Magpapaka tino akong ate, magiging good influence ako na ate (wow) Hihi. Sana lumaki siyang matino at mabuhay ng matiwasay at maayos at mahaba. Labyu labyu bb gurrrrrlll! Hihihi! <3
Retreat 2011
Hindi ako nag share.
Hindi ako nag confess.
Pero nag refelct naman ako inside. Promise.
Ang saya kasi mas napamahal yata ang blockmates ko sa isa't isa. At mahal ko din naman talaga sila. Masaya kasi mas naging close kami sa isa't isa. Kahit may ibang mga uma attitude pa din kahit naturingang retreat. Matamaan sana kayo ng kidlat. Yung mga nagmamaganda di naman maganda, hihi. Yung mga nagpapaka bitch di naman bagay. Ouch ilag ka. Hihi! Masaya ako sa calerguega roomies ko. Ang fa fun kasama! <3
Basta, fun fun fun! Closer to nature, closer to God. <3 Love you Lord! Mwa tsup
Planner 2012
Yay! Starbucks 2012 Planner. Daily aksaya ng pera para sa planner. Nais kong pasalamatan yung sponsor ko sa aking 2011 planner. Nagamit ko siyang mabuti. At buhay pa siya ngayon. Nays! Ang ingat ko sa gamit. Charot. Masabe lang na naka starbucks planner. Yabang yabang ko naman. Aba naman dapat lang ipagyabang. Hahaha! Aba ang mahal mahal niyan. Ilang sweldo ng magulang ko yan. Salamat din pala sa mga nahingian ko ng stickers at medyo napadali ang buhay ko. Yey!
Mga hindi makuntento
Bakit ba kasi ang daming mga hindi makuntento? Meron namang mga syota pero hindi pa rin masaya. Matatanggap ko pa sana kung hindi pa sila nagtatagal nung syota. Maiintindihan ko sana kasi baka nga naman hindi lang nila gaano kakilala ang isa't isa. Pero yung iba na hindi katanggap tanggap gaya ng mga babanggitin ko mamaya, e ibang usapan naman yun.
May kakilala ako na 5 yrs na sila ng gf niya tapos kung kani kanino siya nakikipag kembelar. Mag a iloveyou pa sa ibang kinekembelar niya. Sabi ko bakit nya sinasabihan ng ganung words kung hindi naman niya mini mean? Sabi naman niya iba daw ang love sa girlfriend. So may love para sa mga kinekembelar? Masaya naman daw sila nung girlfriend niya, makulit sila kapag magkasama and in fairview, maganda yung gf niya. So magtataka ka talaga kung bakit kailangang magloko siya. Pero ayon sa kanya, hindi naman daw sa pagaabang peero masyado daw "obsessed" sa kanya yung babae. Yung tipong dapat bawat friend sa facebook nung lalake, dapat kilala ng babae tapos kapag may hindi kilala mag aaway na sila kasi daw "chix" nya daw yun. Kahit papano, kung titingnan mo maiintindihan mo yung lalake kung ganun naman kahigpit yung babae. So tinanong ko, bat di mo iwan? Mahal niya naman daw kasi kahit ganun. At yun nga, masaya naman daw sila at sweet daw yung babae.
Meron naman ako kakilala na hindi mahiwalan yung syota kasi 6 yrs na daw sila. Nanghihinayang nalang daw siya sa tagal ng pinagsamahan nila. Ang akin naman, hindi kaya naghihintayan lang sila kung sino ang una mangiiwan?
Meron namang nasa matagal na sa relasyon pero kung kani kanino pa nakikipag landian.
Meron namang nasa isang relasyon pero kapag kasama na yung mga ex nya, sasabihin niya single siya at makikipag todo landian.
Marami pa dyan. Sigurado ako, ikaw na nagbabasa nito may kilala ka ding gagong hindi makuntento. Bat kaya sila ganun? Di ba nila naiisip na may mga taong single na walang mahanap tapos sila gusto dala dalawa pa. Ang mga putanginang selfish na to. Pano naman yung iba? Give chance to others kung baga. Pero di ba nga, life is never fair. But that is not a good reason to be unfair. Ang lalaking mga gago e.
It starts and ends with a story.
2nd anniversary of Maguindanao Massacre.
1st celebration of November 23 as the International Day to end Impunity.
Earlier, my pontifical school (LOL), also known as the University of Santo Tomas, care of Journalism Society and CASA remembered the Maguindanao Massacre by flashing a film, having a forum/talk, and a 'torch parade' from Espanya to Mendiola.
It's really nice that there are still people who remembers the massacre even those people who are not related to the media and even the media who are acting like they care for the sake of being knowledgeable about the incident and most of all, those people who really cares.
These murdered journalists, who are ready to die for a story, must really be remembered. I am not saying this just because I am a journalism student but because I really think that they are our modern heroes. Lol yes, it is me talking! I think they've really done their job well not because they are now dead but because they've stand up for what they believe in.
If you all would know the stories behind each and every story of these journalists and also their family and relatives, for sure you'll cry a fucking river for them. Maybe if we see their relatives/family in real life, they might laugh, they might smile but these things are not enough to sugarcoat the reality that their father, or mother, or whatever died because of a story.
It started with a story. It ends with a story.
And maybe their story is one of the best story ever told.
And so, to somehow make this article worth your read, let's say the magic word.
Justice. Justice for them. Fucking justice for them.
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