My beautiful disaster. <3

You just don't get it, don't you?

There are one thousand people dead in Bicol and supplies are dwindling. Crime is rampant in every part of the country. There are millions of people who are unemployed, millions more who are homeless and uneducated. We are debt-ridden since the beginning of time. And all you, our RIGHTEOUS, congressmen can think about is changing our constitution to lengthen your stay in office?! ARE YOU FREAKING SERIOUS?!

Look around you. Once and for all, be in touch with what your constituents want. We want free and quality education, healthcare, good services from the government and a transparent system. WE DON'T NEED YOUR STUPID CON-ASS IN TIMES LIKE THESE! Be serious. It's bad enough that most of you pocket the hard-earned money people pay for taxes, ngayon may ganito pa? Minsan nga lang kayo magta-trabaho, minsan nalang kayo may ginagawa, kagaguhan pa. Rules are there for a reason. You can't change that just because you want to. If that was the case, then maybe we should remove your budget and power any-freaking-time we want.

No wonder we're all going down in the dumps. It's ALL YOUR FAULT. Maybe if you took your heads out of your power-hungry, greedy asses, you'd realize that the country needs more than a constituent assembly. IT NEEDS REAL CHANGE, REAL EFFORT TO MAKE LIVING IN THE PHILIPPINES A WHOLE LOT EASIER.

Think about that the next time you ride your Expeditions and Navigators and BMWs while children on the street beg for money.
Oh, and your big boss living at that huge palace infront of the Pasig River isn't that great either. I guess it's true what they say, there will always be evil lurking in that area.

FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIVES, GET SOMETHING DONE RIGHT. PLEASE.

Why do YOU have to be such a bitch ALL THE BLODDY TIME?

You're one of those people that's very, VERY hard to love. Really.

I used to love the rainy season-- curling up under the blankets with a good book to read, being able to wear pajamas without actually breaking a sweat, having nilagang manok or sinigang for lunch or dinner. But as I think about it more, typhoon's are such nice things after all.

And here's why.

108 people and counting. It's just so hard to comprehend. I feel guilty because we hardly felt the effects of the storm, save for some gusts of wind and the downpour last night, while other people have no place to go. It's just... heartbreaking. :(

I don't see where you get the nerve. Ang galing-galing mo mang-iwan sa ere dati kasi nakahanap ka ng mga bagong kaibigan. You never asked me (and some other person, for one of them) how I was doing, all you wanted to talk about was yourself. You were nowhere to be found when I needed a friend and sumisipot ka lang pag may kailangan ka. I tried HARD to build a world without you because you made me feel like you didn't need me. YOU DIDN'T EVEN CARE.

Tapos ano? Ngayon na hindi ka na kailangan ng mga kaibigan mo, babalik ka? And you try to steal the world that I carefully built without you. What the hell is that?! I'm sorry but it doesn't work that way. Ikaw yung nang-iwan, panindigan mo yun.

UGH.

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ANYWAY. Is anybody else worried about the storm? I am. Milenyo has left me traumatized and I'm scared of typhoons already. It doesn't help that Dad keeps scaring me. Inq7.net says that the storm won't hit Metro Manila directly but Dad said that it's actually worse pa daw. AY NAKO. Lord please, stop na.

I was initially apprehensive to post things like these kasi baka walang mag-reply and mapahiya ako. Haha. :) But then again, I have my loyal LJ friends (*cough*Mika, Yam, Leng, Svet, Candy, Ronnie, Gail*cough*) so sana, SANA hindi ako mapahiya. Jologs, haha.

ANYWAY. Because I love our spanking new camera.

Ask me to take a picture of any aspect of my life that you're interested in/curious about - it can be anything from the house I live in to my favorite shoes. Leave your choice here as a comment, and I will reciprocate by taking the pictures and posting them as an LJ entry. Go crazy.

And because I love answering questions.

1) Ask me 3 questions about anything.
2) I'll try to answer them if I can.
3) Post this on your journal.

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And, to whom it may concern: The place becomes a little unbearable when you're around. Maybe it's time you realize that the world does not revolve around you. Take it after Aretha Franklin, baby-- R-E-S-P-E-C-T!

Uy, issue. Ha.

I want to curl up and die.

Nothing big happened, it's a just a day-- NO, A NIGHT-- full of word vomit. And it's only 10.45 pm! Aside from making, I don't know, COUNTLESS of barok mistakes tonight (seenema, chip for cheap and others that I can't remember) I went to this birthday dinner AND SAID HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE WRONG PERSON!!

Freaking stupid!

This beats the time that I slipped in my high school auditorium and accidentally sat on some random old guy's lap.

AYOKO NA!!

I feel thissmall and like, a hundred times stupider than ever. YUCK. Hindi ko alam if matatawa ako or iiyak eh.

Getting lilies and an unfinished scrapbook from EG. The yummy Php440 dinner wherein we had Sinigang na hipon, Lechon Kawali, Crispy fried chicken and Crispy Binagoongan. The weird ice cream with six mix-ins from Cold Rock. Seeing EG's own new house close to completion. Hearing Jericho's song at the gas station (oo, jologs na kung jologs. Bakit ba?! Haha.) Having a good night's sleep. Seeing Sophie at the 10am mass, I love that kid. Paranaque cable giving free access to the Manny Pacquiao fight. Manny Pacquiao actually winning. This should be a lesson to Morales that insulting Pacquiao's singing is detrimental to one's boxing career AND health. That yummy goto with sago't gulaman for merienda. Seeing KC, my highschool batchmate and busmate, after the LONGEST time. And what's panalo? Hearing Sam Milby speak in Tagalog on TV! There's something about American accents that make my heart melt. I love him. Haha. :)

Sometimes, it's the simple things in life that makes everything a little easier to deal with. And no, my previous post was just a product of paranoia and the feeling of restlessness. All is okay on the homefront, at least for now.

A few more days just like this is all I need.

It was seven months ago but I still feel like it was still yesterday. After your incessant persistence to buy ice, we were at your car looking for the nearest gas station. I couldn't figure out what we needed the ice for seeing that there were only three of us drinking and there were still five cups full of ice at the minibar. But you were persistent, so I said yes when you asked me to go with you.

As we were going back to the hotel, you were driving at a speed of 20 freaking kilometers per hour. I couldn't understand why but given that I was a little drunk already, I didn't ask why we were going slowly. I didn't expect it but you suddenly blurted out the words, "I think I'm beginning to like you." Your face had the cutest expression, it was like you were half-expecting me to reject you right then and there. I replied, because I was half-drunk and partly because I was surprised with what you said, "You know that I'm emotionally attached towards you, right?"

You couldn't figure out what "emotionally attached" meant and I knew that you asked everyone what could it mean. I liked you but I didn't think it was that obvious plus I was too scared to actually do anything about it because there were a lot of issues. It took a month of asking (on your part) and fixing (on mine) before we actually got together. It was the seventeenth of May, remember love? We were standing outside my house and it had to take a van for me to say yes to you. Haha. :)

Fast forward to six months into the future, to this moment actually. I'll be the first to admit that there have been rough moments. There were times when I wanted to give up because I knew that I wasn't good enough for you but you held on. At times, you did the holding on for the both of us. We had our bad moments, yes, but the good ones far outweigh the bad ones. I love the fact that you're my first and last call of the day. I love it when you reach for my hand when you know I'm stressed. I love that you think about our future and that you take into consideration my feelings before making a decision. I love your smell and how it relaxes me everytime I'm moodswinging. I love how you envelope me with your arms, it's the safest I've ever felt. EVER. I love how you try to do everything just to make me feel better. I love how we can laugh over the silliest things, do the craziest stuff and still have the best time.

I'm sorry if I'm difficult sometimes, I'm sorry if I still have trust issues. I want you to know that I'm trying my best to be the perfect person for you. I love you is an understatement, Gabriel. You made all the pain in the past worth it. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I've never been more sure of that. I want to have two (not the five that you want!) children with you, but you can't name them because you're going to screw it up! Haha. I want to live forever with you, in our house with a pool and two dogs-- your huge ass Rottweiler and my Chowchow. I want to cook your meals for you, I want to grow old with you. I love you so much Gabriel. You're everything that I've ever dared to wish for and I want to spend the rest of my life showing you just how much you mean to me.


Happy half a year, my love. You and me forever, okay?

Bye-bye white trash boy!

Is it strange that I find this so.. YAY. Haha. Good for her! It's about time she gets rid of that ugly, dirty-looking, freeloader of a husband. EEEWWW. Kevin Federline makes me want to throw up everything I have inside. He's... YUCK. Disgusting. Yay Britney. Haha. :)

Okay, somehow this takes precedence over the midterm elections. I was looking at CNN.com to check out the results of the elections (Go Democrats!) but somehow found this a whole lot more interesting. Whatta ditz. But still, HAPPY! :)

I was randomly checking out people's profile at Friendster when I chanced upon my HS batchmate's page. And boy, was I glad I did that. She copied what I said at the 'About Me' part! All the emo-ness and cheesiness that I said was in her 'About Me' part too! UGH. I hate copycats! Hello, how hard is it to write about yourself?! Sarili mo na lang, hindi mo pa kayang gamitan ng sarili mong salita?! Mygod.

So I messaged her and asked her as nicely as I could (which isn't very much because I was annoyed at the time that I messaged her) if she could please remove MY words off HER profile. I don't care if that isn't written on my profile anymore, those are still MINE.

UGH. Mahiya ka nga. Inis.

I was supposed to write an angry entry about how rude some people can be and that how some people do not have the balls to stand up for themselves. "Ay hindi, napadaan lang ako dito. Galing akong Quezon City." So I guess he's too cool for our "kiddie" party. Ugh, so pretentious. No one forced you to go, asshole.

ANYWAY.

Aside from that moment of rudeness that was totally uncalled for. Halloween was fun, fun, fun this year. The theme was "wear whatever you want and bring 50 pesos so we have something to eat and drink" and it was held at Bong's house. It started out pretty dead but then again, there's nothing like alcohol to get the party started. Thanks love, haha. The night was spent playing Speed with Jemma and JV (best times ever!) and singing along to whatever William played (I'm sorry, Bells Will Be Ringing?). It's hard to explain what everyone was wearing so ( I'll let the pictures speak for themselves. )

Except for that incident with little Ms. Rude and Condescending together with Mr. Pretentious-I-have-no-balls, Halloween was pretty peachy. Nothing beats having a great time with the best people in the world. Next stop, Christmas. :)

So Reese and Ryanbroke up. I've never been this affected over celebirty break-ups since Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt. they were so good together. I acutally thought that they were one of the few couples who'd really, really last. It's just so sad. :(

That's how long we've gone without internet connection. My Dad has called PLDT approximately sixty-four times and each and everytime, they say that they are looking into it.

I don't get it. Are PLDT people such incompetents that they have no clue what's wrong, even after thirty days?! The agents say that they are sorry for the inconvenience that it's causing us.

RIGHT. And I'm the next supermodel.

How hard is it to send one measly technician to see what's wrong? Do they have something up their asses that makes it hard for them to DRIVE from Bicutan to Merville? Or are they just plain stupid.

We got our DSL bill for the period of September 22 to October 19. My dad refuses to pay for it but PLDT insists that all accounts should be settled.

I take back all the wondering, they ARE stupid.

It's been thirty days and no progress has been made. PLDT people keep saying that they have us a priority already. I'm sorry, did they change the meaning of priority since the last time I checked?

Screw you PLDT people and your "best managed company" award. Your service sucks.

And I can attribute that to two things: the upcoming Halloween party with my highschool barkada (who I haven't seen for the LONGEST time) and another is because of this. Isn't it droolworthy? Granted, it's a bit bulky and would be hard to lug around during a night out but still, it's pretty. I got drawn in by the eight megapixel feature. EIGHT! Highlights your every pore but whatever. Now, I don't know squat about cameras so if you guys want to help me understand if the review's good or not (*cough*YAM*cough*), a million hugs and kisses for you.

For now, I'm pretty happy because my camera can do ( this )

So, yeah. Aside from a couple of fights with EG here and there, life's pretty okay. I'm just waiting for the other ball to drop and screw things all over again because the world's funny that way.

PS. Is anybody else having difficulty with their PLDT DSL connection? We've had five intermittent days of internet for the past three weeks. My dad's called thirty-four times (not that he's counting) in the past three weeks and everytime, PLDT promises to send a technician. Well, guess what? Thirty-four days after and still no technician! Then they get named the most well-managed (okay, that sounds off) company?! Something's seriously wrong. Their service sucks. BIGTIME.

Four days without electricity, mehn. Four freaking days AND COUNTING.

I have forgotten how it feels like to drink ice cold water and if I see another candle after this whole brownout brouhaha thing is over, I'm going to scream.

I do not want to go back home, believe me. School never looked so good.

COME ON MERALCO. IT'S BEEN FOUR FREAKING DAYS!!!!!

No classes in Metro Manila, 5 provinces on Thursday

By Lira Dalangin-Fernandez
INQ7.net
Last updated 06:07pm (Mla time) 09/27/2006

CLASSES at all levels, including post-graduate, in Metro Manila and five nearby provinces will be suspended on Thursday because of typhoon Milenyo (international codename: Xangsane), Malacañang announced late Wednesday afternoon.

The provinces where there will be no classes are Cavite, Batangas, Rizal, Laguna and Bulacan.

In a television interview, Education Secretary Jesli Lapus said classes might also be suspended on Friday depending on the weather conditions.

The Office of Civil Defense said Milenyo, which blew through the Visayas and Bicol regions Wednesday, had left some 3,400 passengers stranded in various seaports.

You think that after sixteen days, I'd be over this but no. This made me cry. :(

It's unfair how people like him die while selfish bastards roam this planet.

As each day passes, I find it harder and harder to look for a reason to get up in the morning. If it weren't for EG, Mon and Roman, I wouldn't have reason to smile anymore. Things aren't getting any better. The urge to kill myself is still there. I don't know, I'm thisclose to giving up on everything. The only thing that's stopping me is I know those three are going to get hurt if I die. But then again, they'll get over it. Everyone does.

It's hard.

If Charles gets busted and I go to Apple to have it replaced, you think they'll change it with the new Ipod nano? I'm not a pink person but I've been salivating over the pink one na! AAHHH.

Seriously, do you think they'll do it?

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In other news, I am in love with an eleven year old boy and his one year old baby brother. Ohmylord, they are the CUTEST. I ran into them at the park while I was walking home from school earlier and Carlos (the name!), the eleven year old boy, walked me until I got to my street! AAAHHHH. And it didn't help that Sito (the cutest baby EVER) kept hugging him while we were walking. And Carlos was hugging me back. Shit, watch my heart melt into a puddle of goo. Nothing makes me melt more than seeing a guy hug a baby/kid. ♥

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".. Because you give me a reason to have crushes on other people."

Somtimes I don't know if my sister's boyfriend is an asshole or not. That comment was WAY uncalled for, I just want to strangle him with my bare hands. Nobody messes with any of my sisters, that jerk.

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Okay, I have nothing else to say. Except that I really, really want the pink Ipod nano. Good grief.

You know how they say that as long as you've got people in your life who understand and accept all your craziness, then you're all set for this crazy journey called life? (Wow, that was a mouthful!) I have them and not just one, but two.


MY BITCHES. RAWR. :)

We've been through A HELL of a lot: boyfriend troubles, boy troubles, drunken escapades, sleepovers, drugs, (almost) falling outs, yosi sessions, grade problems, beach trips, trying to befriend new people, hot HOT crushes, lunch dates, window shopping, actual shopping, moodswings, DRAMA moments and a whole lot more. And I mean A LOT. But look, we're still standing and we're stronger than ever. Happier, too. I love them and that's probably the understatement of the century. We're at the point in our lives where we blend so well that we don't even notice our little quirks anymore. How, when we eat, we'd automatically give Roman the food that we can't finish. Or when we watch a movie, we laugh at EXACTLY the same parts and cringe at the cheesy moments. How, when we're walking, Mon and I would usually stay in front and Roman would stay at the rear. It's just... amazing. I wouldn't trade these people for anything in this world. Not even Jericho Rosales.

EG and I were having this conversation kanina about how, when we get married, our house would be like and I automatically said that Roman and Mon should have their own room in our house. Given na yun, no room for negotiations. Haha.

I love them because in this shitty journey called life, they make living so worth it. They're worth over any guy, anytime of the year. :)