Wednesday, September 27, 2006
caught in a thunderstorm
thunderstorms. in a more precise term that is understood and recognized by the public and is applied with the basic concepts of allegory and symbolism,
problems.i hate the rain... (let me make it clear) only when it pours down
(straight) on me.
if i were to rate this "typhoonic" day, it would garner perhaps a
6. why?! you see........
first. due to the heavy rains, the day began with not a single trace of sunshine which often boost my energy for another day. althroughout the day, i felt depressed and gloomy and lazy as well... i even made a foolish mistake by smacking my seatmate at his back so hard that the "thud" thudded so, so loudly that it was heard by everyone in the room. i don't know what has taken over in my mind that caused me to resort to such act. i just felt so, so
gigil na gigil with my seatmate that's why i smacked him hard,
very hard. it was so painful.
second. the college orientation was definitely a bore. yeah, i learned alot from it. actually, i even realized that maybe i'll learn to
love nursing after all. maybe as i take this course i'll learn to see that sweetness that is concealed within. and at first, i really enjoyed the orientation especially if we are seated near the ever and certified
wafu--*ar***!!!
(who's so corny that his signature was something found in "shoemart" and that his joke was what color should socks be worn..duh!) :p but later on, everything seemed to be a lecture from
hell (maybe i was a little carried away) not-on-this-world land which seems to have gone eternity but sums up to nothing, as in
nothing at all! the lecturer who maybe is one of the incompetent teachers...
oops! mean girl on the loose!...even insisted on asking for our questions and even fooled around with the
jerks who kept on asking questions irrelevant to the topic. oh please! you deserve each other! proceed to "nothing..chruva" land! :p worst is, we wasted another additional hour of chatting with my peeps just for their foolishness!
third. it seemed like a second version of what i felt last friday.. only that i am with some of my peeps this time.
i wanna throw up. not because i'm pregnant or soemthing but due to the cheesiness of "some" girls' testi's for him! yuck! again, they,
all of them (except me), are a match made in...hell.
fourth. it was due to the rain, again. jo and i were stranded in the lobby since no tryc is willing to take us home. perhaps, some would be willing to take me home since i would pay 15 pesos just for him to give me a lift upto our house just across the street but of course, i would not leave joanne alone. we waited. i got impatient. when we went to the near shed, wishing that somehow a tryc would take pity on us and give us a lift, but unforutnately, this stupid girl with matching
dickies shoes with her son which are so cute
(but then i hate the girl because she's so stupid) suddenly closed her umbrella just right infront of me, straight in my face, and bombarded me with drops and drops of acidic rainwater as if i am a
filthy dog which she gave an
instant bath! gosh! thanks!
(*sarcasm here!)but everything changed. at least, the thunderstorm postponed the classes tomorrow! i guess it's nice to experience a storm after all! :p
in the smallest possible size i could write on. lovelife update: i think i am beginning to get over him. at least, i accepted to myself that the impossible can never come true no matter how you believe in it... especially if you know that he has "other things" going on for him. and just recently i realized, everytime i look or wish for him to be where i am, he doesn't turn up but if not, he always comes around. oh well... i guess i just have to be accustomed to not wishing for him anymore... :P actually, i am alot happier right now. now that i am starting to free myself from the thoughts of him.
posted by anthonette || 10:41 PM
the palace
78th street. chocolate wheatfields.
plotted at 1024 x 768 total area.
dear guest...
you are trapped in my own reverie.
the only way out is to walk through my life.
it is your fate.
and if you wish for liberty
i ask only for your tooth
that it may fulfill my dream
of being your fairy...
but if not,
you'll forever live in my illusion.
may i remind you, you are seeing through my mind.
whether you do good or bad,
i will always know...
i'd be glad to hear from you...
but make sure it's worthwhile......
enjoy your stay.
and i wish your dreams become a reality...
and your reality takes part in my dream...
my friend.
the tooth fairy
a teenager.
not only likes chocolates but especially, coffee.
has that undeniably "chocolate features"..the perfect chocolate proprietor.
loves accounting and bookkeeping except her stupid "ceiling-gazer" professor.
cannot survive without television.
cannot survive without food.
spends 500000 every 5 years for food and clothing.
certified food-a-holic.
loves exotic food, animals except...people.
despises math. and physics!
dreams to live in South Korea.
opposes North Korean nuclear testing forces.
a cool, calm and collected oppositionist.
struck by hyperactivism whenever "prince charming/s" is/are around.
object of ridicule.
with ferocious booming voice.
100 % female.
with a hundred percent set of teeth.
hates braces.
and guys who wear them.
and guys with glasses.
loves to write.
if there is pen and paper.
near-sighted.
wears a contact lens.
with newly-bought travel pack case from *japan home.
sleeps late.
hates texting.
loves chatting.
hates swallowing-self-pity-people.
hates insecured backstabbers with inferiority complex syndromes.
koreannovela addict.
juday-piolo love team fanatic.
friendly and approachable.
but..
pulaera. suplada. matapang.
"every guys pal, no guys passion."
with exception to my "adiktus" bestfriend, domingo..
has weird dreams once in a while.
has great big dreams.
doesn't dream at all when exhausted.
hopeless romantic.
narcissist.
believes on fate. relies on faith.
supports the bright and sunny movement.
opened a cupboard.
later on, closed it.
blogger profile here.
the little dreams
an Ipod.
a cellphone with CAMERA.
a boracay mansion.
a prince charming just like Xin.
a jaguar or ferrari, owkei na.
to go to S.Korea.
pass UPCAT and ACET.
be an Editor-in-Chief.
write an editorial.
update my blog every now and then.
eat a BIG MAC now!
establish a coffee shop.
have my own pictorial.
contribute to YoungBlood.
act on a play.
sleep 10 hrs. a day for a whole month.
think of any possible way to push through my xmas shopping!
"older posts" to appear in my tagboard.
find my perfect wedding dress.
but first, my prom dress.
overcome my fear of cockroaches and spiders.
join GABRIELA.
go back home, at Bicol.
eat ice cream for a whole day.
shop-till-i-drop.
for Princess hours to be a hit on Phil teevee!
somebody special and true.
someone who'll tell me:
"stay beside me. without you, everything will be empty."
stop being cheesy, mushy and emo.
overcome the fear for the future.
know my real dream.
find the one.
the parliament
on leaves and leaving.
my__friendster.
my__friendster.blog.
my__multiply.
princess hours!!!__friendster.
mia.
monica.
arjae.
rizelle.
jess.
berna.
joanna.
joanne.
kris.
renz.
joyce.
april.
kit.
naeces.
jenn.
ka silyas.
the kingdom
sibs.barkada.
the cupboard
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