Fiesta sa Province :)

Start:	May 1, '09
Location:	Sa Pampanga. Sa bahay ng lola ko. :))

annual fiesta. lots of food. haha!
lots of relatives too. :))

wonder if i would be able to go...

Hudyat ng mga Bagong Kabihasnan - III-Archimedes [Late Post]

Late Post ^^ sobra. haha!
will miss you archimedes. :D

Dear School Gang Leader

Rating:	★★★★★
Category:	Other

Dear School Gang Leader [Manga]
by: Fujikata Mayu

Three Words: SCHOOL, COMEDY and LOVE.

woot. :)) XD really cool manga. as in! well it's really funny,
that a girl, Hayaka, in a school with a gender ratio 850:1 [boys is to girls] becomes the school gang leader and conquers schools! :))

well right now i am really overwhelmed so i might not really give out a good review.
the manga is still ongoing and it's irregular. but it sure is worth the wait! it's really funny and the touchy scences are REALLY touchy. [by touchy i mean, NAKAKILIG!]

since, the students of tokugawa industrial high are almost all male. it really is funny how guys can be so childish and chaotic without women :> ;))

anyway. siyempre kung kinilig ako, may crush ako. :)) XD

Yuuni Katou --- oww men. kahit medyo panget ang drawing. :))
*mga asawa kong anime, wag kayong magtampo :)) XD i

~as charming as Tamaki, but not as idiot as him :]]
~as smart and devilish as Kyouya, but not as stiff and moneywhore-ish :)) XD
~as caring as. . . [cannot be compared to anyone i have seen or have met] :DDD
~my gosh! parang perfect guy. XDDDD

anyway enough of fangirling.
read it! onemanga.com :) it's really cool. you have my word. ;]

SME Summer Camp

Start:	May 3, '09
End:	May 12, '09
Location:	University of the Philippines Diliman Campus

NERD ALERT. :)) OH MEN. XD nerd na naman ako.
Yea. Summer camp about science and stuff. :)) XD
finally, something to get me away from the routine.

Nostalgia.

stumbled upon my filecase of memorabilias. i cant believe how much i changed and how i was happy then. tsk. ahahhaha. ka-emohan lang to. finally i am aware of how much change i've swallowed; and all this time i thought i stayed the same. :|

 

Nostagia

By: Blackrose

It's been almost four years.
Four years from innocence.
It's been almost four years,
Since that life changing experience.

I stare at myself at this mirror,
See the eyes of this erroneous girl.
I used to make a lot of naive errors,
But now lies have changed my world.

HE taught me who i was.
HE taught me what i can do.
How my writing oculd carry mass,
The person i should be who.

THEY taught me love.
THEY showered me with friendship.
Fallen angels from up above
That i ought to find and keep.

THe mornings we were together
Chatting in front of the library
Are the moments that will last forever
In my memory.

The two hours i had you in a week
Was a great event i awaited then.
I acted selfish; I was meek.
I liked you a lot that when.

It has been four years since these.
Who am i now?
Accepting degradation with no cease.
How can i stop it? How?

The emotions you've let me feel
The lessons you inscribed
All of them was for time to steal
And for change to sign.

I've stumbled upon these memorabilias,
And left me with a train of thought.
This was the person i was.
Now this person is to be sought.

I unleashed my potential,
Since those four years.
But what's the use of this potential
If i'm just drawn into tears?

I've been busy with trivial affairs,
And now i just feel alone.
Filling my days with empty stares,
My heart turning into stone.

The people that i'm with right now,
Don't know who i am,
Can they? How?
If I, my self, lost who i am?

It's been almost four years,
Four years since I knew who i was,
My heart just drowns in tears,
That i nearly forgot what was US.

 

Spirited Away

Rating:	★★★★★
Category:	Movies
Genre:	Animation

Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi [Sen and Chihiro's Spiriting Away]
Directed by: Hayao Miyazaki


Before i start this review, acknowledgment to Rene Lopez, he let me borrow the DVD. haha! THANKS.


Here it goes.

"Spirited Away" is a fantastic film depicting life through such colorful methods. It's really great. Here, Chihiro is a ten year-old girl who tries to save her parents. She was just moving to her family's new house but when her parents try to explore an abandoned theme park, she finds herself in bath-house for spirits, gods and demons. Her parents become pigs and she must rescue them. She meets Haku, a spirit, that helps her through her way.

She meets all sorts of spirits and gods. She works for Yubaba and later on encounters different trials she must face in order to save her parents.

It's a little hard to summarize here since it's really weird so i'll just go on with my reaction. It's really awesome. It shows how a young girl must struggle to grow up in order to save the people she loves.

LOVE.

"Amazing, the power of Love." ----Uncle Fire

REALLLLLLYYY. even though Chihiro is young. I find the love story of Chihiro and Haku, White Dragon, really touching. Haku is the spirit of the river in which Chihiro almost died. They met again in the spirit world and she saved him. In the end, Chihiro remembers Haku's real name; and thus saving him. And in the end, they will meet again.


Honestly, this movie was weird and i dont understand the unnecessary things. But how the movie was made, ties all the unnecessary elements into a beautiful quilt of characters and faces. It has a mysterious touch about it that makes me love it. :)


NICE. MUST WATCH. :D

Club Manila East Escapade! [04.06.2009]

Well. finally convinced my parents to have an outing. :)
it gets pretty boring at home. :)) XD

me.mom.abby.ave.
kami kami lang. :D

saka na yung mga captions. inaantok na ako.
nagsama-sama mga vain! X]]

featuring
ang bagong addition sa aking pamilya ng
mga flipflops... ang bunso :)) yung orange kong havaianas. :) welcome XDD

The Package Counter Guy. [Alternative Ending]

The Package Counter Guy

By: Abba Marie Moreno

 

I’m Richard Nerrick, 20 years old, fresh out of college and I have a position in Counter Packaging. Okay, it’s not really a profession but be free to call me the Package Counter Guy. Feels pretty good to hear.

 

I just finished my Computer Science course and I bet my salary that you’re wondering why I’m in a Package counter here in a grocery store. Well, I do need money to spend when I go looking for a job. I’ve been at it for 2 months and I guess that’ll be enough for a few weeks of job hunting or so.

 

Let me tell you about my day at the Package Counter. Well it isn’t really that bad. I get to see people. What they do. What they look like. All sorts of people and sometimes I just stop to think how great God is to create all of us in such wide varieties. Yeah, it’s fun to look at the people but what’s funnier is what they check in. A few days ago, I saw this bald guy check in a lot of wigs. I mean a lot, I was like: “Man, how many nightclubs do you get into?” But of course that was in my head, I couldn’t really say that out loud can I?

 

There are a lot of people today at the supermarket. It’s a Sunday after all- lots of kids and kidlike adults. Mrs. Cobblesworth did her shopping today. She did it every Sunday and she’d greet me every time. She reminds me a lot of my deceased grandmother. How she smiles and how she’s so kind to everybody. But sometimes I think all old people are the same- kind and aged with experience. Also, there was this kid I saw today. Her mother left her for a few minutes to buy something quick and she had asked me to look after the little girl who seemed to be about five years of age. She was holding this red balloon, I was staring at it and she glared at me at the most evil way; thinking I would snag the balloon. My thoughts were: “How old do you think I am, six?” and I glared back. After a few moments, I found both of us giggling. Her mother came, that five-year-old girl waved goodbye. Well, I guess I won’t be seeing her. In this profession of mine, people come and go. That’s how life’s meant to be anyway.

 

Anyway, in the supermarket today, there was this shady guy. He looked like he was in a panic. He was wearing a black coat and a cap. I was thinking that he might be hiding from the police or something but then I always had that weird imagination. He left this box and went inside the supermarket. As little as I do, I gave this guy a smile. Maybe to ease the tension or maybe just he looked like he needed it. He looked at me for a second and said, “I’m so sorry.” Okay… that was super weird. I had this moment to appreciate how weird that was and to post in my mind a small memo that I would never smile at people like that anymore. So far, today was cool. I liked encounters like those of the kid and the weird guy. Things like that are things that would be nice to recall.  

 

And then, I saw her. She was wearing this white nursing uniform. Her name plate read: Darcy, Lisa. Lisa, what a nice name. She was so pretty—flawless skin, pinned up blonde hair and deep green eyes. What a knock-out. She was checking in the things she shopped for earlier and behind this angel of woman was this troll. Okay, it wasn’t really a troll. It was this tall guy who had wild hair and an evil grin. But this troll was holding Lisa’s hand. I don’t mind becoming a troll if I could just hold that hand of hers. Sigh. She was this type of girl that you were so hopeless in that the next time you might see her is the afterlife. She smiled at me and the couple went in the grocery together. I wish I had a girl like that.

 

The hours passed by quickly. I feel tired. Life's been all good ya know but... i'm getting pretty bored. I want action. Pfft. Like i'll get some in this joint.

 

“Ric? Could you lock up early for me?” Manager said to me.

 

“Uhm. Sir, I can’t today, I… I’ve got to meet someone today.” I lied. Well I didn’t feel like locking up today.

 

“Yea? Okay okay. Say, you can get going now.” He said to me.

 

“Thanks. See ya.” I hollered back while getting my things and scurrying to the door.

 

The evening is young and the cold air is finally setting in. It’s such a wonderful night. I should get a drink or so. Screw church. There’s always next Sunday.

 

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The Manager dialed a number on his cellphone. Number 2 on his speed dial.

 

“Hey, Sarah? Could you meet me in the store? I cant pick you up today.” He spoke in a hushed voice. He fixed things and tidied up; waiting for his wife. He pressed keys on his phone, the door opened. A pregnant woman came in—Sarah.

 

 

Another one Mac. I never knew why alcohol tasted so great. *vibration*

 

 

Sarah smiled so sweetly. The manager was feeling her tummy. Something small and warm inside seemed to move. Life. “I gave this thing Life.” That’s what he thought.

 

Beep. Beep. Beep. There was something beeping. It wasn’t a phone or the store clock. Beep. Beep. Beep. Sarah asked me where the sound was coming from, I should check it out. It was coming from the box. Maybe it was an alarm clock, I better turn it off.

BOOM.

 

It was a bomb.

 

 

 

*Hiccup* Finally out of the bar. *ring* There’s a poster  on that wall.

NOOOOTTTOOORIUUUSS GAANNGG

USSEESS IIIMPPRROOVVVISSEDD BOOMBSSS.

Tsk. Hey there’s a picture of the gang leader. He must be a real wuss.

 

DAMN.

 

He’s the guy I saw at the store today. Manager waaasss there tooo tooto loocckk upp. I ran. My legs seemed to take me to the store in light speed. Left. Right. One more turn.

 

The sound of police sirens and ambulances assured me.

Two corpses covered by a black cloth. I came near to see who the other person was. It was Sarah and if my memory is correct, which I hope not to be, she’s pregnant. SHE’S PREGNANT.

 

I LIED. THEY DIED BECAUSE I LIED. I fell to my knees-looked up at the flaming building that’s slowly falling into rubble. Ow. What’s this in my pocket… My phone. A message. Who could be texting me right now.

 

 

From: Manager

 

Hope you have a good night. Hey. Since you’re a nice kid and all. Sarah and I wanted to name our kid after ya. Sound good?

 

 

 

 

This is an alternate ending to the story The Package Counter Guy. Dedicated to Rozelle and Regine Carlos. J happy birthday! Maybe most of you felt sorry for the first ending, but isn’t this sadder? Even though he was able to live? We are all given a choice. A choice to do good or do bad. To do good is a rough way into Paradise but to do the latter is an easy way to Hell.

Handsome Men Can't Be Hurt by Water.

Ouran High School Host Club

Okay, I may be the last anime-loving person to have watched this but i really like it. thumbs up. :D

well they're all charming by the way, and nooo. i will not use this blog entry to flaunt how gorgeous they are. [i'll do that in an album :)) ] well for some reason, nakarelate ang lola mo. [ meaning ako. did i use the vernacular language correct? :)) ]

watching the series was the total opposite of a lackadaisical experience. i find myself in the shoes of the characters and went into a reflection.

YOU: REFLECTION?!?

ME: yep. :))

okay. i know that this would sound shallow but yes i did feel that. i didnt ask you to read this anyway. basta ibubuhos ko puso ko dito. >.<

**Haruhi Fujioka lost her mother at an early age. she was smart and capable of being responsible of the things she had right now. she understood her parents and started to act independently. sound familiar? well. i didnt lose my mom, but i guess i grew up to be independent. not in the sense of money or anything but in my attitude. sooner or later, i got tired of being disappointed. i always wanted their attention. and i end up resented... rejected. tapos yun. NAGARAL ako. [at nagaaral pa rin ;) ] nang mabuti. somehow lahat ng pagkukulang nila sa kin ay binuhos ko sa report card ko. FUNNY. i was about to give up. i wanted to be cut loose. i dont want to be "good" anymore. tipong SUKANG SUKA na ko sa lahat ng nangyayari sa buhay ko. di naman ako masaya.

[to be honest, i think God wanted me to watch this. nakakatawa siguro sa'yo pero sa kin hindi.]

**Kyouya Ootori - so turn na niya ngayon. OO. kyouya is the third son of this super rich guy with lots of companies. having his brothers achieve a lot, he is expected to do the same but never surpass them. Frustrating, no? okay. it does not sound familiar. :)) EXPECTATION. you know my parents never expected me to achieve academically. actually they never expected much of me at all. all they want is for me to become a good...young...lady...with....initiative...common sense...manners.... and the list goes on and on. tipong yung mga gusto nila sayo inoonti-onti nila para hindi sila masisi. and i have lived with the fact that they were never satisfied with me. I know this sounds harsh but yea, maybe they didnt do it intentionally, but i grew up with that thought in mind. mali ang mga kaibigan mo, palpak, WALANG KWENTA... oh... sakkit no? sa estadong iyan, mataas na nga grades mo, never mo pa silang minura or talkedback, nauutusan ka na rin palabas ng bahay, never ka pang naglayas at nagttrabaho ka na rin sa loob ng bahay. grabe you guys are lucky.

**HIkaru and Kaoru Hitachiin- wala akong twin ah. :)) XD pero the story of these two is that they've always kept their world from our world. ayun. AKO. i can pretty tell you: NO ONE KNOWS ME. well a selected few may know me a lot, but they've never really known me fully. i've always kept some part of me away. i have secrets...dark dark secrets ;)  well the main issue is that i can never trust anyone fully. :| it is forgiveable, the world is a bad bad place ;P people, i am a pessimist. i heed all the bad things that could happen when one allows other people to sink in to what they are. well maybe i am missing a lot but that's just the way i am. and i guess the only person that could do that to me would be someone like tamaki or haruhi. :D but i reckon there wont be a person like that for now. dont mistake me friends, i trust you of course, it's just that no one would be ready yet to see me. :))

Ouran High School Host Club. the characters' morale are stupendous and people like that may or may not exist at all. but this series underscores one thing:

if you have people, friends--family, by your side, everything is worthwhile.

to carry your burden with you,

to offer faces you intend to paint with smiles,

to paint YOUR smile.

I guess God wanted me to learn this, as i was about to give up all things good and sensible. I wasnt alone and i need not be anyone else. Shallow ko no? di ko alam yun mga bagay na ganon. it's pretty easy to say those things. and it's damn hard for me to live 'em. :D

You just have to be yourself and not live up on what others expect of you. that's it.

 

isa tong napakahabang blog entry, at IKAW. na nakabasa nito. salamat. by reading this, you have somehow alleviated the burden. ;) astig ka, ang layo ng binasa mo. :D

 

so sa mga friends ko. SALAMAT :D very much.

i'm sorry i couldnt show you all of me, but i guess that would be just for tamaki-sama.

 

MY PRINCE. :))

haruhi did nothing but to study, but she met this wonderful guy. i remain faithful to my promise! :D

 

**wwooott feeling ko. :) XD he's a melodramatic idiot. :) sana may ganon rin ako. XD