Entries for December, 2005

Let's not.

YAS!

Two words:

Friends only.



(Mag-Tabulas ka na rin.)

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It's not like I haven't had anything to blog about. I'd rather just spend my extra time sleeping or sitting and blanking out or (horrors!) studying.

Last night I paid a lousy SIXTY pesos for a stupid cup of INSTANT coffee when I asked for BREWED. ME! They thought they could fool ME! Grrrr. OR maybe the girl just didn't know what brewed meant. I wasted SIXTYYYYYY PESOS on INSTANT COFFEE that I didn't even finish drinking because it gave me a tummyache! A sip reminded me of school -> after lunch -> coffee from the vending machine that costs me just TEN PESOS!

@#%&*$#%!!!

It almost ruined my night. Nahhhhh. It didn't. But it did make me feel bad a little.

I bought a Christmas gift for myself. It's a very kikay jacket that I can only wear only a few times a year but I fell in love with it the first time I saw it! Hayyyyy. (insert warm, fuzzy feelings here)

I liked the gig last night. I did.

Our song's being played over NU and I'm quite happy about that. Awwww. Ang saya-saya!

They cancelled our classes for tomorrow and the next time I'll see my classmates is on Tuesday for our Paskuhan after-party. (if I decide to go haha)

I got shoesy and have no plans on giving it back even though I know I should. Bah. He chose to be nonexistent so bahala na sya!

Ayun. Let's not.

2 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 05:46 PM

Somber

I finally finished reading The Weight of Water by Anita Shreve. I love the images and textures her words conjure.

...

"We stand in that posture, the clouds moving fast overhead. There is, I think, an intimacy between us, an intimacy I will not know again. A perfect, terrible intimacy -- without guilt, without worry, without a future."

Sock it to me.

unbeknownst | 12:37 AM

Even more cryptic

That was pretty weird.

If you think about it, when you get hurt, it’s your ego that suffers, not the so-called feelings.

I almost forgot I was in front of a lot of people. I almost rolled my eyes. In disgust, maybe? Hah.

It was a blessing that others were there – others to take my mind off that. Yeah, that.

I don’t know if he lacks the sensitivity or is just plain too friendly for his own good. Nahh. I think it’s the former.

Bah. What do I know.

I have to quit writing about it because it shouldn’t really matter. It shouldn’t. I can’t blame him for anything. I can’t even say that he lied. He sent mixed signals, oh yes, that he did. But he was up front about that one thing. So, kudos to him.

The point to this really pointless entry is: I can’t wait for 2006.

Have a more exciting new year everyone!!!

Things are looking up. I can feel it.

Sock it to me.

unbeknownst | 07:13 PM

It just won't go where I want it.

I'm supposed to copy and paste the first sentence(s) from my first entry of each month this past year. I chose the last sentences instead. They're more interesting.

January: Yeah, 2005, I'm off and running. Whoopdeedoo.

February: One day, bitch. One day.

March: Life's been blah. So -- blah, blah.

April: I'll just have to do better next time.

May: I'm so happy.

Maybe... so am I.

June: Misinterpretation sucks, doesn't it?

July: I still think it was good.

August: Bisaya never sounded that good.

September: Pessimism? No. It's realism. There's a difference.

October: I don't know how to crop.

November: Moderation is always the key. Moderation plus good sense and a sound knowledge of grammar.

December: I just hope you know when fate ends and you actually doing something begins.

Sock it to me.

unbeknownst | 08:16 PM