Entries for November, 2005
scrap
November 5, 2005
last night, as i was organizing my things for school, i came upon a tiny piece of scrap paper which sent me to bed all smiles and totally made my day. it was the piece of paper wherein i mapped out our schedule for the whole month, trying to insert some organization into sweetheart's and my school life.
he is in the habit of thinking up random thoughts and writing them down in whatever piece of scrap he could find, this much i'm aware of. anyway, as i was examining the scrap last night, i noticed his miniscule writing, composing a piece of grabled phrases which read:
"she smells like candy and i want to have a toothache. i can't make her smile at the time i expect her to, maybe i've been her clown for quite a long time already. (we've known each other since freshmen years)"
i know, i know. it was a little something, but the thought of him thinking about me out of nowhere, and writing about me just pulled the corners of my lips up.
it made up for the suckiness of this day, even. SMART and my celphone are both fucking up, and it has put him in a terrible temper. we haven't seen each other for days now, and it has put him over the edge. gad i miss him so much.
yeah, yeah, we have got to be the mushiest couple in the cyberworld of tabulas (next to us, riz and mikks, hehe). i miss him. 2 more days. *heavy sigh*



i have TWO layout ideas, and i am itching to get started.
that's all for now. 
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wala kong maisip na title
November 10, 2005
:: politics: the PNP refused to give a public apology to the man they have mistakenly and arrogantly arrested, reasoning out that even the best of policemen commit mistakes. well lemme tell you something, mister. an honest mistake and/or a mistake that everyone can commit is still a mistake, and you owe the guy an apology for dragging him to humiliation and for traumatizing his family. thankyouverymuch.
:: school: i'm spending the (hopefully) last 5 months of my life as a student. not to get all sentimental or anything, but this year is turning out to be the best year ever. not yet ready to tell the details.
it'll all leak out of this blog somehow. 
:: harry potter and the GOF: the trailer was just superb. goodness i can't wait. sweetheart, we have a date.
CHO CHANG is sooooo beautiful. and so is Hermione.
:: blogging: they say that computers and the internet are useful tools to pretend to be somebody else, or may just pretend to be somebody. you can say you're cute and pretty and have big boobs and say that you're a smart funny popular person, and your audience will be none the wiser. but really, i find that this blog is the only place where i can totally be myself.
:: ... : they say that broken glasses can never go back to what they once were. you can try and put the pieces back together, but the cracks will still be visible--like ugly scars from a deep, old wound.
:: love: we continue to come accross hurdles and obstacles, big and small. he held my hand when i was afraid, and now i'm holding his. i know that there are more still to come, perhaps worse than what we've bee through so far, but i have no plans of dropping it. and we continue to overcome everything--because we are stronger and bigger than those measly pesky problems.
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hapi bertday tabbie!
November 11, 2005
TWO YEARS nako dito sa tabs. 
happy birthday tabbie, happy birthday tabbie, happy birthday happy birthday, happy birthday tabbie.
chalamat sa mga sumusunod:
:: sa aking mga prenships dito sa tabs, na dumamay sa aking mga kalungkutan at nakisaya sa aking kaligayahan. maraming pagkakataon na ang mga pagdamay niyo sa inyong mga comments ang nagpataba ng aking
at nagpagaan sa aking loob. washushu. salamat! kila Tal (hoy mag update ka naman), Edi (si tonton pasaway), si Nia (kabarkada ko!), Riz (na runner-up sa ka-mushyhan), ang nawalang si Ryza (balik ka na), kay Meri (na adik talaga mag layout), kay Kat (na laging malungkot, sana masaya ka na), kay Kalowi (tinatamad pakong gawin yung layout mo), si Jenny (na todo suporta sa aming labtim), kay Mitch (na hindi tiga tabs pero dumadalaw parin), at sa lahat ng taong nakikibasa sa entries ko.
alabyuol!
:: kay Jonas, kasi siya ang nagturo sakin ng makulay na mundo ng tabulas.
:: sa mga ninakawan ko ng codes at pics para sa layout. pasensya na. haha
:: sa mga nagsabing maganda ang layout ko, salamat, mwa
:: kay roy, na siyang may-ari ng tabs
:: sa aking switart/prince/all-time protector/ego-booster/good influence/surrogate kuya/bespren/labidoods. alabyu!



ispiking op da debil, bertdey din ni switart nung 7. pumunta ko sa kanila, kaya masayang masya kami. for reasons that only a few people know, it was a very big chance that we got. and we are so, so grateful.
Tita Lab (his mom), Lo, and I bought a cake, pancit, barbeques, softdrinks, sapin-sapin and loads of other food. we spent the day playing cards and yoyos (what is it with yoyos anyway, suddenly they're everywhere), eating and fooling around. I made some Graham Balls (which he called Alexander Graham Balls, haha) and even though i was ashamed of it (it was not so good) he was prou and made everyone eat it, whether they wanted to or not. haha. i was glad he liked my gifts, but that was not all. here are my cyberpresents for my birthday boy. 









cuties.
pahabol lang:
gaa na prenster namin. magsawa kayo sa mukaha namin, heheehhe.
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tetronauts
November 15, 2005
:: tetronauts ampucha. haha. i spent the whole of yesterday with him. yes, again. so what? i enjoyed every minute of it.
that's the thing. i expected to get crowded and suffocated, like i was once before, but i'm not. every little thing we do is such fun, i cannot even think of getting tired of this. no effing way. 
:: in case you're all wondering what tetronauts are, well, that's what we were yesterday. at least for a few minutes, hehehe. we played TETRIS on Gauvin's Xbox, and the story is that we, the tetronauts, have to save the Tetroids (yeah occupants of tetris world). swithart won most of the games. he cheated. *wink* 
:: we also played pusoy dos, a game in which we made Gauvin eat dust. wahahha. i cooked Pancit Canton for them. swithart says that i'm the only one who got to cook Pancit Canton just the way he liked it. 
:: anyway, "DIRECTION" is totally in my academic life now.
much thanks to my boyfriend/bestfriend/surrogate kuya.
he's the only one who was able to make me do this. i never studied for anyone, not even for myself. haha.
:: and im totally mad at those trigger-happy policemen who shot three carnapping suspects, and was caught planting a fake evidence (a gun) to make it seem like the suspects were fighting back. they are not policemen, they are savages.
:: i'm getting addicted to covering books. i must've covered at least 20 books so far since last sem break. swithart says that i'm a good, um, book-coverer. hehe.
:: and nothing, as in nothing could annoy me nowadays. even certain people who used to be such pains in the you-know-what has ceased to be annoying and now, they're just downright funny. every poke they stick out at me and my temper does nothing except make me laugh. 
[[edit]]
:: i'm gonna make a new layout for him.
and for myself as well.
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vanity can kill
November 17, 2005
watching Oprah last night kind of gave me a sick, horrified feeling inside. but it also made me feel grateful that i do not have the kind of (expensive) sickness that Oprah's guests has.
it was all about girls who are addicted, becoming addicted and/or recovering addicts of plastic surgery. yeah a sort of modern form anorexia and bulimia. it all stems from this overwhelming feeling they had to perfect themselves, physically, that they are unknowingly getting addicted. one guest, someone who has a loving husband and family, is on the brink of getting divorced because of all the excessive plastic surgery she wanted and still wants. another guest, a recovering addict, posed nude just so she could finance her implants and nose jobs and collagen and botox procedures. her forehead doesn't even move anymore because of the botox procedures she's done. she had every single thing done to her body-- breast implants, liposuction, cheek implants, silicone injection for her lips, botox and collagen and God knows what else. and then there's this pretty girl who had her nose done over and over--slimmer each time--that now, she could barely breath. she was told that one more nose job will cause her nose to collapse, and she didin't care.
and yeah, i felt horrified at the lengths that these women were willing to go to just to feel good about themselves. nowadays, more and more women are resorting to crude measures and plastic surgeries to better emulate western standards of beauty.
and i feel thankful because i do not have that kind of sickness. imagine feeling ugly every single day of your life. im lucky because i do not have to spend hours in front of a mirror over-analyzing myself and i do not feel the need to spen thaousand (maybe even millions) just to feel beautiful.
of course, nowadays it's hard to feel ugly at all. not when he tells me every day how beautiful he thinks i am. well maybe only to him, but what the heck. his is the only opinion that matters anyway. 
kelangan talagang isingit yon eh no? 
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bago layout
November 18, 2005
hindi sakin, kay switart.
ako naman. bwahaha.
....abangan 
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3rd
November 22, 2005
in a world full of pretensions, fakeness is could be found in every direction you look--fake beauty, fake signature clothes, false teeth, plastic flowers, plastic christmas trees. fake virtues, fake friends, fake smiles, fake laughters, fake hapiness, fake love.
but this is real.
nothing could get more real than this.
Happy 3rd mothsary.

so many blessings happened today i just have to blog about em all.

:: i got 600 pesos today for the layout i did for Flame a few months ago
:: i was able to buy a monthsary gift for him because of this (Pugad Baboy 18, the latest addition to his collection)
:: we watched HP yesterday.
:: i was genuinely touched by a letter a friend gave to me, to us, today. thanks. many, many thanks.

:: we had a hearty laugh over something that's so freaking funny, we can't stop ourselves.

all of this totally made my day. and the fact that he is right beside me, even now as i type this.

labyu ol! mwa!