that beetle

two of my older 'kuyas' from the neighborhood went to my house just a couple of hours ago to borrow my algebra book. and they brought with them this Volksgwagen Beetle which got me drooling.

i've always fancied having something like that. and also driving, which i haven't done yet. my father has not taught me yet, and our 'vehicle' (which is a lame one, such a poor thing, and disgusting too) is just not... acceptable or appropriate for practice. haha. how rude was that?

to make things simple, i want to have a car and learn how to drive. simple, right? if someone could just teach me... i'd be glad. yea!

and if someone could just buy me a car... multiply the gladness by 10 to the nth power!

so, school has just started. we're still in the middle of our first week and i haven't met all of my teachers yet, but i feel like i am already exhausted. this is going to be a difficult semester for me that the probability of getting a failing mark is very high. one of my teachers even said that what we're doing is SUICIDE. cool eh?

i wanna hug my pillow. my best friend. my friends. and do nothing more. i don't want to go to school anymore. i hate this.

best friends and camera

i can always remember my grade school life. i was too young and innocent. ignorant. i've had too many friends (or acquaintances) way back. well, i can still remember their names and who they were back then. some were rich, others were average. some were cool, some were trying to be cool, but some were just them.
i can write what i remember and what i can only remember. my apologies to those persons whose names i shall mention (for i may have spelled them incorrectly).

grade 1: i was a short girl in our class. so tiny that my classmate mr. cylron lozano would bully me around. i even fought with mr.bart hernandez because he was sort of ruining my bag. but i've had few good friends: ms. bea desales, ms. camille caballes and a few whose names i can't remember. we were pretty close that they even share their food with me.

grade 2: it was a school year full of fun and more fun. i was like a teacher's pet because i always stayed in the classroom every after dismissal to help her around. but i wasn't exactly like that, my classmates didn't hate me, hmm. im not so sure about that. i even experienced being a little entrepreneur. i sold candies to have extra allowance. and my good friends were crazy. we (ms. rica andico, ms. lou bacus, ms. codette rosete, ms. josine protasio, and etc.) play 'takyan' almost every break time. i was part of the 'boyish' group in the class. but i've had girly friends too, like ms. sharina danue (who's still a good friend up to now) and ms. joanna kaye martin. boys were not too friendly but were still good: mr. opep sorongon, mr. austin suico, and etc.

grade 3: every year just becomes more fun. our adviser was such a caring one, more like a mother to us. and during this grade, i started going to classmates' houses like ms. miriam dizo's for group works, my father started allowing me. my friends were so great that we've become so close: ms. nadine hernandez (who taught me a few spanish words and sentences), ms. teresa dujali, ms. kimberly espino, ms. stephanie magno, ms. angelle gambuta (iLai-who knows me too well up until now), and a lot more friends.

grade 4: was a crazy year for me. me and my classmates started doing crazy stuff. i've had groups of friends. i even remembered this one classmate (mr. willard chua) who was asked by my teacher to give her a compound word and he answered 'fuck you?' what a nasty answer.
i also went to classmates' houses more frequently like: ms. mizzy martinez's, ms. minin sinsona's, ms. ina durante's, ms. nadine hernandez's, ms. josol matalam's, mr. eric colot's and maybe a few more and even mr. lorenzo borromeo's, who was not my classmate. guy friends (mr.wiwi chua, mr. jeremiah guting, mr. elvin dayanghirang, mr.bien recede-class president, and mr. peter pegarro-my closest guy friend) were really funny cause i was the only girl among the group and they tell me guy stuff, even their crushes in our class.
there was even this funny event when my girl friends were fighting and was divided into two groups and we kept on cursing bad words towards each other. haha! that was really funny.
i can also remember this time when me and my close girl friends swore that we'd be best friends forever. that was... cool. but i was the one who left them during high school- i transferred to a public school.

grade 5: one of the best years of my grade school life. the class was fun. we were composed of intelligent and very nice students. mr.peter pegarro and i were part of the noisy yet funny ones. we had different groups, the intelligent group: ms. joan and (joang, i used to call her), ms. stephanie suarez, ms. jan ynez raya and ms. kiselle campos. the on-the-go group: ms. rio jane maja, ms. katya tan, me, ms. danielle rafil, mr. neil nadua, mr. pegarro, ms. alisa robin and a lot more (that i missed cause i can't remember). we also have the athletes: mr. felix pepito, mr. arwen (i forgot), and i forgot. apologies.
peter and i were always making fun of people. but we don't offend them though (as what i remembered). we were just... fun!
i started playing counter strike with my classmates and go to malls with them. and we had cars, care of mr. wiwi chua's (rav4 and accord) and mr.hilario galindez's (van).
and also during ms. kimberly espino's birthday celebration (i was invited though we weren't classmates anymore) me and my close friends swore that we'd be best friends forever. cool, yea.

grade 6: closest friends were ms. lea ortega and ms. hannah sorrosa. we were a fun group. but we also had misunderstandings, silly fights. and i still have our letters. hohoho! the class was hilarious! there were transferees: ms. chenny lim, ms. jo eleria, ms. jomarie enriquez, and more. there was even a time when we were all against one, the class vs ms. achie delos reyes. such a childish act for us because we all agreed that we don't like her and she was like a teacher's pet and a thing about boys, it was mr. pepito, i think? and this issue was solved (im not so sure about this) before the school year ended. and we were all back as friends.
just like the previous year, we had groups in the class. and i can label them as the a)tall people: ms. francine lon, ms. steffi dizon, ms. danisa aguilos, and... i can't remember, gossipgirls: (haha!)me,hannah, lea, francine, danisa, and a few who i can't remember.
the athletes: mr. enrico solon, mr. felix pepito, mr. marc gadia and mr. jv artes.
i remembered running for a position in the student council but i didn't win, ms. debbie laburada did. but that was cool. i knew i wouldn't function well. hahaha

these are just few of my past that i can remember and i can take writing. but i do remember more people, more friends. =)
i say that i've had an awesome grade school life at a.. uhmm. good school: ateneo de davao
thanks to you, mum and dad.

and the camera. i've always. no, not always, but i want to have this camera. a Nikon D60.







it is does not have the best features a dslr camera can have but i like it. and i want it. i really want it. i'm planning to save money for it and i might have enough when i graduate. and when i can already have a job, i can save for a better lens. nice idea huh?
who'd be kind enough to give this to me? i am going to marry you. kiddin! but i might...


Paper Planes - M.I.A. Music Code

what a show!

last night was... exhausting. i knew it would happen, but last night was too soon! well i know it would have been better if it happened earlier than last night. last month perhaps? or earlier? but i didn't have the courage to do what my sister just did.
but i was thankful. thanks to my very amazing sister, kaka. i love you, b*tch.

well, it was quite a show. the house became silent and just listened to what my sister and my father have to say. okay, i was butting in but i was always stopped. so i just calmed down and listened. but still butting in when i get the chance (how annoying)

i think my sister was a bit pressured to do that. maybe because she's the oldest among us and i was telling my siblings that we should get out of this house as soon as we can and make our father feel that he's a total loser, that he should have done something before and has to do something before it's too late. well of course he should, if he wants to save this family.

okay, so you might not get what exactly i am talking about.
let me give you a recap of things.
hmm. maybe not.

so ya, i was convincing all of us, including myself that if we don't do anything about this, nothing good's gonna happen. so i bet kaka had the courage to do the confrontation herself.

my dad explained about: money, women, more women, my mother, our situation, and the like.
my sister was so good. stuttering was part of the story, of course. but if it was me who did it, i might have cried while talking (which i already did while butting in) and nothing good would have come out. my younger siblings were also there, just listening. i was just drinking tea at the corner, absorbing every word i hear. kikitz(younger sister) was sitting beside me, with tears falling down. my brother was at the bathroom but joined us at the dining table and just ate his supper, solo.

what a talk. my sister was facing my father while asking some stuff while i can't even look at him! how brave was that? or there was just too much anger inside of me that looking at him was a thing i can't take at the moment.

i woke up at 3 in the morning and didn't get the chance to go back to sleep. today's gonna be a disaster. i'll be the zombie of the 5th of June, walking around town.

enrollment is a shit nobody wants to go through. well, at my school.