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Sunday, November 13, 2005
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Opening Night
| Start: | Nov 16, '05 |
| Location: | At cinemas near you... |
Screening of Performers for COS General Assembly
| Start: | Nov 14, '05 |
| Location: | COS Student Council |
COS General Assembly [na naman?!]
| Start: | Nov 20, '05 4:00a |
| Location: | Lake Park |
Tuesday, November 8, 2005
Wednesday, November 2, 2005
Pikachized
haha! I found this website with a "Pikachizer Software". I tried it on my blog and... Heck! I got a lot of "pika-pika"s... Haha! It's cute and funny and very... pikachizing... haha! check the link below if you don't believe me!
http://pikachize.eye-of-newt.com/pika.cgi?url=http%3A%2F%2Fprisoner-of-eternity.blogspot.com%2F
prepare to be pikachized and do your pika-pika!!!
Piii Ka Pika Pi pi Kaaapi Ka Chuuu... Hahahahaah! Laugh on!
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Well...
I'll stop importing my posts... I'll start posting here... Other entries...
I have been cured... I am hearing-impaired no more. I'm slowly recovering from my colds. What seemed like a wind barrier inside my ears are almost gone, my sense of smell is almost back to normal... Haaay!
So, what now?
Wala lang! Wala na 'kong maisip. That's it for now. Buh-bye!
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Ten
Just won my self 10 bucks today from a Nestea plastic cup. Haha! After getting our registration forms, my friends and I went to the KABALIKAT Canteen to grab something to eat because evrybody's hungry. Jerome, Amor, and I took some time to decide whether to eat. I didn't like what there was on their menu so I settled for a not-so-good-tasting-but-could-be-good-enough-for-an-empty-stomach ham and cheese sandwhich. I got myself a lemonade. Jerome peeled his stub from the cup first then I followed when we discovered he won P10... Whoa! I won too. Haha! Must've been refund for the P14 that we spent on that cup. Wahaha! Then the guys decided to go to Laguna to play DotA... Imagine more than half an hour for a trip just to play that addictive game. First, we dropped by Manuelaville because Patrick had to give her sister the check for paying the enrolment then off to Nicasia to fetch Randy and Bogz then the roadtrip began...
The road is quite wet and bumpy... After almost an hour we came by Chrysler's house. All most everyone was there: Chrys, his brother JC, Dave, another guy and the seven of us: Myself, Val, Patrick, Iam, Jerome, Randy and Bogz. Amor didn't come, most probably NANCHICKS na naman! Haha! Si Kulot talaga! We rested for a while a Chrys' and JC's crib for awhile and had a little chat w/ everyone. Patrick also had the patch he needed burned for B-net. Then we bought some nibbles and went off to play. We had to wait a couple for minutes because the cafe was full...
Waaah! We lost! I'll try to pick a better character to play next time. Never had a kill, like the games I had before. There was one time I almost killed Val's Pandaren but he ran off just in the nick of time. My only chance for a kill. Val ruled tonight's play. And we all went home happy. On the way home, Patrick, Val and I had a lot ot talk about. Who needs a boyfriend, when I got these guys as friend? I was glad, I change my mind about taking that subject. They're just a part of me I can't let go. I may get mad at their stupidity at times but I still love them so much... Love you, mga bugoy!!!
Death begins life anew. And I hope All Souls' and Saints' days give me the meaning of life that I've been searching for a long time now. Had so much death in that days that had gone, but I pray that I may rise back to life ready to endure another death and gain life eternal...
The road is quite wet and bumpy... After almost an hour we came by Chrysler's house. All most everyone was there: Chrys, his brother JC, Dave, another guy and the seven of us: Myself, Val, Patrick, Iam, Jerome, Randy and Bogz. Amor didn't come, most probably NANCHICKS na naman! Haha! Si Kulot talaga! We rested for a while a Chrys' and JC's crib for awhile and had a little chat w/ everyone. Patrick also had the patch he needed burned for B-net. Then we bought some nibbles and went off to play. We had to wait a couple for minutes because the cafe was full...
Waaah! We lost! I'll try to pick a better character to play next time. Never had a kill, like the games I had before. There was one time I almost killed Val's Pandaren but he ran off just in the nick of time. My only chance for a kill. Val ruled tonight's play. And we all went home happy. On the way home, Patrick, Val and I had a lot ot talk about. Who needs a boyfriend, when I got these guys as friend? I was glad, I change my mind about taking that subject. They're just a part of me I can't let go. I may get mad at their stupidity at times but I still love them so much... Love you, mga bugoy!!!
Death begins life anew. And I hope All Souls' and Saints' days give me the meaning of life that I've been searching for a long time now. Had so much death in that days that had gone, but I pray that I may rise back to life ready to endure another death and gain life eternal...
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Uh-oh!
Did I do the right thing? I imported everything here from my Blogger! Oh, well! Hope it turns out good... Read whatever you can and want to read and... Whaaaaaaaaaa!!!
Patience still...
I guess I have to wait... 
Again... But this time, things will be better... I'm saving my money next sem so I can by my gadgets... And read this: I'M NOT LENDING THEM ONCE I HAVE IT! Kainis! Oh well... I have a lot of plans and they're not included... Wahaha! Levy's turning evil again! Oh well.. Oh well... Enrolment's up again... The "Waiting in Vain" blues is up again... Man! That's what enrolment feels like everytime I have to go through it. You have to wait for a green-printed, three-fold, perforated paper... and it sucks! Anyway... I guess that's it... I have, like, three or four more blogs to update and I'm feeling lazy and hungry...That'd be it for now... I have a link for my Blogger blog at the homepage so... feel free to read it and leave some comment... Thank you... Buh-bye!
Again... But this time, things will be better... I'm saving my money next sem so I can by my gadgets... And read this: I'M NOT LENDING THEM ONCE I HAVE IT! Kainis! Oh well... I have a lot of plans and they're not included... Wahaha! Levy's turning evil again! Oh well.. Oh well... Enrolment's up again... The "Waiting in Vain" blues is up again... Man! That's what enrolment feels like everytime I have to go through it. You have to wait for a green-printed, three-fold, perforated paper... and it sucks! Anyway... I guess that's it... I have, like, three or four more blogs to update and I'm feeling lazy and hungry...That'd be it for now... I have a link for my Blogger blog at the homepage so... feel free to read it and leave some comment... Thank you... Buh-bye!
Oh, bloggy!
I have just imported my blog to my Multiply site. And... Wala lang!
The other morning, I was still up until 4am when I heard 3 gunshots... then a few seconds... 3 more followed. I must admit, it scared the hell out of me. And then again, Wala lang!
Two more has been eliminated from BCS31. Kat and Alvin is shifting to IT, AJ's been demoted back to 2nd year, the others are still undecided whether to shift or not, Amor stays with ComSci, I'm not taking anymore subjects with the Block and... That's it for the latest news.
The end is on its way and it's coming. Think of this: Hurricane after hurricane [Katrina, Rita, and now, Wilma], Typhoon after typhoon, Bombing and terrorism, Simultaneous wave of diseases, Murder and more crimes... The signs are being given but we refuse to see. Haha! Wala akong maisip! All Souls' and Saints' Days are up and this will be a good thing to reflect on, Don't you think? We shouldn't be scared, really but instead be ready. Yun lang!
Haha! As you have read, today's entry is so nonsense. It must be! I have nothing in mind to post or atleast something concrete that I canclearly put into words and share to people maybe in a few days, I'll have something...
Bye for now!
The other morning, I was still up until 4am when I heard 3 gunshots... then a few seconds... 3 more followed. I must admit, it scared the hell out of me. And then again, Wala lang!
Two more has been eliminated from BCS31. Kat and Alvin is shifting to IT, AJ's been demoted back to 2nd year, the others are still undecided whether to shift or not, Amor stays with ComSci, I'm not taking anymore subjects with the Block and... That's it for the latest news.
The end is on its way and it's coming. Think of this: Hurricane after hurricane [Katrina, Rita, and now, Wilma], Typhoon after typhoon, Bombing and terrorism, Simultaneous wave of diseases, Murder and more crimes... The signs are being given but we refuse to see. Haha! Wala akong maisip! All Souls' and Saints' Days are up and this will be a good thing to reflect on, Don't you think? We shouldn't be scared, really but instead be ready. Yun lang!
Haha! As you have read, today's entry is so nonsense. It must be! I have nothing in mind to post or atleast something concrete that I canclearly put into words and share to people maybe in a few days, I'll have something...
Bye for now!
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Red
I woke up from an afternoon nap at 8 in the evening and I was surprised something red around my mouth. I forgot what I eaten before I went to sleep and thought, my addiction with vampires and their stories has gotten me. I must've drunk blood while I was in my unconscious state. Let me think... I had breaded squid for lunch, munched on a pack of Cream-Os for merienda, drank only water and took my medicine, I chewed on Mentos dragees and... That's it. I don't remember putting on lipstick today. Hmmm... Waaah! Am I actually turning into a vampire, the way I read it in books? But then I noticed a healing wound on my lips, My chappy must've bled again. Imagine anybody sucking blood from my chappy lips... Nyeeh! It always dries up, peels and ocassionally bleeds. F*ck! Haha! I remember my brother telling me he's having artificial fangs. He said it was going to be dentures, I knew my idea was better. I've wanted vampire fangs for so long [I was still in highschool when I decided I wanted to have fangs and look like a real deal vampire] and I saw on tv that I can have fangs by pasta. I already had pastas on my teeth because the school dentist recommended prophylaxis and I think pastas can make good fangs too. I can't wait to see my vampire self! I've already tried vampire make up but not the fang thingy and the getup just yet. Vampire get up need research and a lot of window shopping. I love wearing black but leather... Aw! I will never wear leather because the temperature, whatever the weather, is always hot. This is rad!
I'm editing a picture with my Photoshop CS 2, I'm trying to add wings to my picture but I can't get it right. It's already morning so I'll try to get it done tomorrow or the next days to come.
By the way, I got my grades and as I've expected I never failed any of them. I knew it but I have an old friend who mourns at her failing grade. She's studying AB Comm at St. Scholastica's. I told her not to take it seriously but I can't have her see my point. I just wanted her to see the brighter side of college life 'cause it seems to me that she hasn't just yet. She's stuck; She doesn't do anything other than study, go home, do her school work, meet her boyfriend, and all that over again. I could've never survived such dull life! She's still imprisoned in that kind of living like she was when i first met her and got to know her back in our gradeschool days. She shouldn't have let her parents chose her school! If she only went to the same school where I am, life could've been a lot better for her. I'm not a bad influence anyway. I can get very lazy and I have my fair share of downs and lowness but I can proudly say MY LIFE WAS NEVER DOWN BECAUSE MORE OFTEN THAN NOT, I MAKE MY OWN CHOICES. Which reminds me of Professor Dumbledore telling Harry that it's not the abilities that we have that determine what become but our choice of what to become... something like that and having watched Showbiz Stripped's Reign of the Songbird episode tonight and thinking things through... I knew he was right! The first have of the sembreak has already done so much to help me think things over, decide on my survival strategies for next sem, and all the blah-blahs I need. Thank God for giving me such disposition... Haaay! AMEN!
Just came from reading a broken-hearted's blog post before I came here to write and... Man! I'm not in the mood for understanding such things! Haha! I feel fine and should I say no emotions at all. I wonder why. Not that I'm becoming numb again but ever since I adopted this somewhat Gothic manner of thinking, my concept of love has totally changed. I'm not into the normal teenybopper love stuff like I had, like some 3 or 4 years ago. The word eternity has never left my mind since then... Uh, oh! Here I go again! My world has been filled with so much death but all the love I have has helped me through. Haha! I'll try to express these things, one of these days in a better post. I have to go now; Got a plane to catch, bound for dreamland... See you all there!
A pleasant morning to one and all.
I'm editing a picture with my Photoshop CS 2, I'm trying to add wings to my picture but I can't get it right. It's already morning so I'll try to get it done tomorrow or the next days to come.
By the way, I got my grades and as I've expected I never failed any of them. I knew it but I have an old friend who mourns at her failing grade. She's studying AB Comm at St. Scholastica's. I told her not to take it seriously but I can't have her see my point. I just wanted her to see the brighter side of college life 'cause it seems to me that she hasn't just yet. She's stuck; She doesn't do anything other than study, go home, do her school work, meet her boyfriend, and all that over again. I could've never survived such dull life! She's still imprisoned in that kind of living like she was when i first met her and got to know her back in our gradeschool days. She shouldn't have let her parents chose her school! If she only went to the same school where I am, life could've been a lot better for her. I'm not a bad influence anyway. I can get very lazy and I have my fair share of downs and lowness but I can proudly say MY LIFE WAS NEVER DOWN BECAUSE MORE OFTEN THAN NOT, I MAKE MY OWN CHOICES. Which reminds me of Professor Dumbledore telling Harry that it's not the abilities that we have that determine what become but our choice of what to become... something like that and having watched Showbiz Stripped's Reign of the Songbird episode tonight and thinking things through... I knew he was right! The first have of the sembreak has already done so much to help me think things over, decide on my survival strategies for next sem, and all the blah-blahs I need. Thank God for giving me such disposition... Haaay! AMEN!
Just came from reading a broken-hearted's blog post before I came here to write and... Man! I'm not in the mood for understanding such things! Haha! I feel fine and should I say no emotions at all. I wonder why. Not that I'm becoming numb again but ever since I adopted this somewhat Gothic manner of thinking, my concept of love has totally changed. I'm not into the normal teenybopper love stuff like I had, like some 3 or 4 years ago. The word eternity has never left my mind since then... Uh, oh! Here I go again! My world has been filled with so much death but all the love I have has helped me through. Haha! I'll try to express these things, one of these days in a better post. I have to go now; Got a plane to catch, bound for dreamland... See you all there!
A pleasant morning to one and all.
Friday, October 21, 2005
Hue
I took a Color Test and I just want to share the results. I don't really understand what to do with that one so chose colors in order, from most favored to least and this came out:
Hmmm... I'm at a loss for words. To those who know me, please tell me about what you think of this. It's hard to believe such results because it's randomly computer generated but I feel it true, it's somehow true though... I dunno! You judge!
YOUR EXISTING SITUATION: The situation is difficult and she is trying to persist in her objectives against resistance. Finds it necessary to conceal her intentions as an added precaution, in order to disarm the opposition.
YOUR STRESS SOURCE: Suppresses her innate enthusiasm and imaginative nature, for fear that she might be carried away by it only to find herself pursuing some will-o'-the-wisp. Feels she has been misled and abused and has withdrawn to hold herself cautiously aloof from others. Keeps a careful and critical watch to see whether motives towards her are sincere--a watchfulness which easily develops into suspicion and distrust.
YOUR RESTRAINED CHARACTERISTICS: Feels trapped in a distressing or uncomfortable situation and seeking some way of gaining relief. Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity providing no turmoil or emotional agitation is involved.
YOUR DESIRED OBJECTIVE: Suffering from the effects of those things which are being rejected as disagreeable, and is strongly resisting them. Just wants to be left in peace.
YOUR ACTUAL PROBLEM: Disappointment and the fear that there is no point in formulating fresh goals have led to anxiety, emptiness, and an unadmitted self-contempt. Her refusal to admit this leads to her adopting a headstrong and defiant attitude.
YOUR ACTUAL PROBLEM #2: Her natural ability to examine everything with critical discrimination has been distorted into an attitude of harsh disapproval, which opposes and denigrates without regard to the real facts.
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Hmmm... I'm at a loss for words. To those who know me, please tell me about what you think of this. It's hard to believe such results because it's randomly computer generated but I feel it true, it's somehow true though... I dunno! You judge!
Taut
Somehow I've calmed down.
I cannot hold detestation against them or their deed for so long. The very minute that I saw them today, I lost all the negative feeling I had last night. Sounds good, eh? But I've made a choice and will hold it firmly. I'm not taking any subject with them next sem of the next sems to come. I hate the feeling of hating the people I treasure so I'm doing this to avoid it though there many more things that will come, I know. Is this good or bad? I don't care. I believe I have to, so I will. I cannot stop it totally, yes but this'll be one way to prevent it so... That's it
Things has to change; I will make them change and they will change!
Nothing much to post today but... Oh! I forgot to claim my certificate for the Alipato workshop. Man, oh, man! This calls for... Matt! Haha!
That'd be it for now. Tonight I'll be writing down things that I plan to get done next sem and on Monday, I'll be getting schedules for next sem then check out my adviser for the enrolment date... Not much! Awayt, Gotta go...
Oops... Pa-edit! Habol ko lang...
I've just finished publishing my post when I came by one of the blogs I love reading, Ala's so I edited today's post. I know I shouldn't have copied it but this one part got me:
I am aware that if some of the people never ever seen me doing my thing on stage, stretching my vocal chords, hitting notes that an unexceptional being cannot usually reach, not that I am so exceptional at all, my stories of the stage would sound like a crappy brag. I've heard it from people that I do not look special, I don't look like I'm a vocalist at all, I do not look like I know how to sing but they saw me do it so they believed. Dang! I can hit whatever note you wish me to but I hardly move. Stage fright and the jitters that come along with it is so hard to fight. I've been on stage and infront of a lot of people, got offkey sometimes, but I hardly move. I love the musiic, I love the stage, I love the lights, but I cannot overcome whatever it is that stops me from giving my best. I move better in rehearsals, I get to mess around, be myself, move a lot but when you're there already it all freezes. To sum it all up, I'm lousy! I was never trained as a child to face people, I prefer to be alone even as a prep, I do the things I love for myself... What a foundation! But hey, I think I'm starting to break free from the bondage. I have tried Impromptu singing and I will do it again, I'm learning how to unlearn learned fears, I'm teaching myself to move to the music... Given enough time to get these all done, I know I can do it and HELL, I will.
So, help me, God!
By the way, Mac, Kaya mo pa ayusin ang buhay mo. Haha! Choose well. Kaya mo yan, suportahan taka! Help will be given when and where it needed if you ask well for it and never ever forget the power of prayers.
† + May God bless us all. + †
I cannot hold detestation against them or their deed for so long. The very minute that I saw them today, I lost all the negative feeling I had last night. Sounds good, eh? But I've made a choice and will hold it firmly. I'm not taking any subject with them next sem of the next sems to come. I hate the feeling of hating the people I treasure so I'm doing this to avoid it though there many more things that will come, I know. Is this good or bad? I don't care. I believe I have to, so I will. I cannot stop it totally, yes but this'll be one way to prevent it so... That's it
Things has to change; I will make them change and they will change!
Nothing much to post today but... Oh! I forgot to claim my certificate for the Alipato workshop. Man, oh, man! This calls for... Matt! Haha!
That'd be it for now. Tonight I'll be writing down things that I plan to get done next sem and on Monday, I'll be getting schedules for next sem then check out my adviser for the enrolment date... Not much! Awayt, Gotta go...
Oops... Pa-edit! Habol ko lang...
I've just finished publishing my post when I came by one of the blogs I love reading, Ala's so I edited today's post. I know I shouldn't have copied it but this one part got me:
4) I just came from band practice. I'm glad I'm getting more confident about this band thing. I know I should loosen up more on stage, but I've always been one of those uncoordinated people who are terrible at dancing, sports, or anything involving moving the body. But a frontwoman who doesn't move is simply unacceptable. Hence, I try to move around a little even though I probably look like an idiot.
I still get nervous when there's someone I know in the audience, or when we're playing with another female fronted band that totally kicks a**. That's when I need a quick ego boost, anything to make me feel good and confident, any passing thought I can grab at and hold on to to make me feel like I'm the sh*t. They range from the petty (i.e. "I'm prettier/ taller than her" or "My outfit is nicer" or "Ha! I can sing that note better than she does") to the downright mean (i.e. "Naku! Di siya marunong kumanta!" or "Ha! Sumablay siya!!"). These thoughts are never seriously meant, of course. I just want to believe these thoughts right at the moment itself because I desperately need a dose of confidence, and if I don't get it, I will be so jittery and my performance will go down the drain. I just need a confidence crutch for the meantime. But right when my set is over and I can breathe a sigh of relief, I take back every mean thought that went through my head. I know it sounds evil, but if you're a performer still finding her footing, I'm sure you'd totally understand
I am aware that if some of the people never ever seen me doing my thing on stage, stretching my vocal chords, hitting notes that an unexceptional being cannot usually reach, not that I am so exceptional at all, my stories of the stage would sound like a crappy brag. I've heard it from people that I do not look special, I don't look like I'm a vocalist at all, I do not look like I know how to sing but they saw me do it so they believed. Dang! I can hit whatever note you wish me to but I hardly move. Stage fright and the jitters that come along with it is so hard to fight. I've been on stage and infront of a lot of people, got offkey sometimes, but I hardly move. I love the musiic, I love the stage, I love the lights, but I cannot overcome whatever it is that stops me from giving my best. I move better in rehearsals, I get to mess around, be myself, move a lot but when you're there already it all freezes. To sum it all up, I'm lousy! I was never trained as a child to face people, I prefer to be alone even as a prep, I do the things I love for myself... What a foundation! But hey, I think I'm starting to break free from the bondage. I have tried Impromptu singing and I will do it again, I'm learning how to unlearn learned fears, I'm teaching myself to move to the music... Given enough time to get these all done, I know I can do it and HELL, I will.
So, help me, God!
By the way, Mac, Kaya mo pa ayusin ang buhay mo. Haha! Choose well. Kaya mo yan, suportahan taka! Help will be given when and where it needed if you ask well for it and never ever forget the power of prayers.
† + May God bless us all. + †
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Terminal
What have I to post today?
I was utterly annoyed by some parasitic people's inconsiderate dependence on other people. Man, friendship is not ground for relying on other's about your survival. You should know what to do by yourself. Always keep in mind that they will never be around for you always no matter how close your closeness as friends are. I'd love to tell them that but I'm not tactless and I'm not straightforward. This is one of the many things that almost got the best of my sem last sem. Last sem was so filled with sickening reliance and flaccidity. It's about time I let out what I feel. I've been keeping this for so long and now I had it with them. It's about time... Now, blame me for being what I am. You made me like this. [Sorry if I'm making "iwan" some friends, I just can't help it and isolations seems best as not to all my negative energy on you. Bear with me.] I'm not only talking about myself when I say people are being reliant but I've grown so tired of such acts that I don't wanna hear any of it anymore with myself, those close to me or anybody. It has got to stop so I'm making my move. I'm putting myself out of another situation same as is so... that's it. Come what may, now; let them say what they want. I'm sick of it so I'm taking my medicine. Buh-bye, newbie!
Three months...
Cogie will be away from P.I. for 3 months and... Sigh! I was talking to his friend last night, Dawn and said he's leaving in Nov. 19. By the way, she's a really nice girl. She talked to me like we know each other well though we don't. Haha! It was fun teasing her. I wish I can get that close to Cogie. But anyway, I'm 2 degrees away from him through her. Aww! Thank God I found her on the net... I found her site.. I found her friendster... I found her YM... Cogie na lang ang kulang! Ohhhweeeeee!!!
Anyway, friends about the first paragraph of my post, I'm not angry but I despise what they've been doing but not the people themselves. I'm also a parasite at times but I can't imagine doing it in excess. Am I doing that? You tell me. I depend on people to do stuff for me when I feel lazy, or when I think I can't do it or when I'm not in a good mood or I'm just not in the right trip to work with certain people but I give effort when I really want something and rarely blame people when I fail. How would you feel if you were blamed for something you didn't do when they could've done something to do what has to be done while you are away? Choices has to be made and you should not let your feebleness get you... Do something! Ask me about the story behind this that you may understandmy sentiments better. Hint: You are a Computer Science student and you know you will be failing anytime in your major subject, will you still choose Speech over it? Oh, come on!?
I've been talking too much. I dunno how I feel about this, I'm not angry but I'm neither enjoying it. Can you handle that? Grrr! I'm outta here.
I was utterly annoyed by some parasitic people's inconsiderate dependence on other people. Man, friendship is not ground for relying on other's about your survival. You should know what to do by yourself. Always keep in mind that they will never be around for you always no matter how close your closeness as friends are. I'd love to tell them that but I'm not tactless and I'm not straightforward. This is one of the many things that almost got the best of my sem last sem. Last sem was so filled with sickening reliance and flaccidity. It's about time I let out what I feel. I've been keeping this for so long and now I had it with them. It's about time... Now, blame me for being what I am. You made me like this. [Sorry if I'm making "iwan" some friends, I just can't help it and isolations seems best as not to all my negative energy on you. Bear with me.] I'm not only talking about myself when I say people are being reliant but I've grown so tired of such acts that I don't wanna hear any of it anymore with myself, those close to me or anybody. It has got to stop so I'm making my move. I'm putting myself out of another situation same as is so... that's it. Come what may, now; let them say what they want. I'm sick of it so I'm taking my medicine. Buh-bye, newbie!
Three months...
Cogie will be away from P.I. for 3 months and... Sigh! I was talking to his friend last night, Dawn and said he's leaving in Nov. 19. By the way, she's a really nice girl. She talked to me like we know each other well though we don't. Haha! It was fun teasing her. I wish I can get that close to Cogie. But anyway, I'm 2 degrees away from him through her. Aww! Thank God I found her on the net... I found her site.. I found her friendster... I found her YM... Cogie na lang ang kulang! Ohhhweeeeee!!!
Anyway, friends about the first paragraph of my post, I'm not angry but I despise what they've been doing but not the people themselves. I'm also a parasite at times but I can't imagine doing it in excess. Am I doing that? You tell me. I depend on people to do stuff for me when I feel lazy, or when I think I can't do it or when I'm not in a good mood or I'm just not in the right trip to work with certain people but I give effort when I really want something and rarely blame people when I fail. How would you feel if you were blamed for something you didn't do when they could've done something to do what has to be done while you are away? Choices has to be made and you should not let your feebleness get you... Do something! Ask me about the story behind this that you may understandmy sentiments better. Hint: You are a Computer Science student and you know you will be failing anytime in your major subject, will you still choose Speech over it? Oh, come on!?
I've been talking too much. I dunno how I feel about this, I'm not angry but I'm neither enjoying it. Can you handle that? Grrr! I'm outta here.
Friday, October 14, 2005
Buntisan Art Experience
Con't...
Well, Ewige Sorge was only able to play hours after Sound Existence. We waited for Mark to come. He had to travel a long distance because... Hehe! Forget it, I won't tell. I was catching my breath and I don't think I hit my notes right. The people were quiet as we performed and I doubt if they loved the whole thing because they were quiet till we finished. Some said they were "bitin" but... Oh, man! Wah! Wait a minute! I forgot to pay P5 for the payphone I used! Oh no! Uh... Anyway, back on the topic... Anne and Wilbert came up. They were watching our whole performance, he said it was OKAY but Okay is not always a good word when you don't know exactly how okay is Okay. I really felt it was bad. Grrr...
By the way, the block had a Get-Together at Frio Mixx. There were singing and drinking and laughing... Bonding of a lifetime. I also sang there before I sang for Buntisan. The undying, My Immortal. Marlon chose that song. I wonder why my blockmates never get tired of me singing that song. Hmmm... We had dinner at McDonald's with only a few of the people I used to not to hangout with. I had a lot of fun today and I don't feel tired at all. All worth it, I guess.
Anyway, Buntisan Art Experience is the name of the event we were invited to. Vince's brother, Sir Dok, organizes that event where artists, poets, singers, bands gather to share their... Art! It was fun joining Buntisan for the first time. I ate a lot today too. I still ate at Arroz Ja, where the event was held, because Vince gave me and Cresta the food -performer get free food- and just imagine I just ate a burger and fries from Mcdo. I even brought some of the fries for Cresta and Vince since I'm too full to finish it.
Oh, well. That's be it for now. A lot of things are missing in between my stories (Like, Thank you, MJ for letting me borrow your clothes!) but you can ask me personally if you like 'cause you can't expect me to remember everything! Ahaha! Ok, this is it. Gotta go, Buh-bye! Good Morning, World!
Well, Ewige Sorge was only able to play hours after Sound Existence. We waited for Mark to come. He had to travel a long distance because... Hehe! Forget it, I won't tell. I was catching my breath and I don't think I hit my notes right. The people were quiet as we performed and I doubt if they loved the whole thing because they were quiet till we finished. Some said they were "bitin" but... Oh, man! Wah! Wait a minute! I forgot to pay P5 for the payphone I used! Oh no! Uh... Anyway, back on the topic... Anne and Wilbert came up. They were watching our whole performance, he said it was OKAY but Okay is not always a good word when you don't know exactly how okay is Okay. I really felt it was bad. Grrr...
By the way, the block had a Get-Together at Frio Mixx. There were singing and drinking and laughing... Bonding of a lifetime. I also sang there before I sang for Buntisan. The undying, My Immortal. Marlon chose that song. I wonder why my blockmates never get tired of me singing that song. Hmmm... We had dinner at McDonald's with only a few of the people I used to not to hangout with. I had a lot of fun today and I don't feel tired at all. All worth it, I guess.
Anyway, Buntisan Art Experience is the name of the event we were invited to. Vince's brother, Sir Dok, organizes that event where artists, poets, singers, bands gather to share their... Art! It was fun joining Buntisan for the first time. I ate a lot today too. I still ate at Arroz Ja, where the event was held, because Vince gave me and Cresta the food -performer get free food- and just imagine I just ate a burger and fries from Mcdo. I even brought some of the fries for Cresta and Vince since I'm too full to finish it.
Oh, well. That's be it for now. A lot of things are missing in between my stories (Like, Thank you, MJ for letting me borrow your clothes!) but you can ask me personally if you like 'cause you can't expect me to remember everything! Ahaha! Ok, this is it. Gotta go, Buh-bye! Good Morning, World!
Dose of NGONGO Singing
It's past midnight and I should be sleeping but I just felt the urge to write these very important things lest I forget. It's been a week now but I'm still coughing and my nose is still runny. Enduring this suffering is quite hard esp. when you have to sing infront of people you go to the same school with. I'm still up with colds and my friends say I'm "ngongo". I was all in dilemma last night whether I am to join the group in tonight's performance because of my condition and joining forces with my inferiority ghost to haunt and unleash my weakness. I knew I had to unlearn the fear of the crowd, i so want to please when I sing but I just can't. Inner demons are tempting me to give up the dream. I wanted to give in but something in me told me I wanted to go on and fight. It's seems like I'm fearing the same thing in its different forms for the frst time, everytime. It's strange how humans unconsciously learn to fear a lot of things when they were born with only two fears: loud sounds and falling. I wasn't that nervous but my voice seem to tell otherwise. Hmp!
It was nice and good to hear that someone actually appreciated me in my "ngongo" singing. Prayers are indeed powerful. I prayed my heart out last night that I may cough my last cough last night that I may sing the next day. I woke up feeling good because my hopes never failed. The cough was still there and so is the colds but I could now sing. I haven't sang 'cause I can't sing the other days and night before last night because of the dreadful cough. I'm used to the shame anyway, I thought. But with people who believed in me are right beside me when I need them, I know I am doing the right thing. Thank you to you all, if they can only read this and know that it's them I'm talking about...
I have done impromptu speaking like a million times in my English classes but Impromptu Singing... Whoa! That's new! Haha! It was my first time doing that for a musical group that does World/ Ethnic/ Experimental (and the likes of it) music, their name is Sound Existence. I was told right then and there if I could sing for them whatever and they've been wanting me to sing for tham for a long time now. That was awesome, my heart leapt with heavenly gladness. I thought we're having a jamming one of these days and I was surprised when they told me they'll or we'll be playing minutes from then. I went in and hum and made strange melodies while they were playing and the whole thing was relieving. It was weird doing it for the first time but I had a lot of fun. I knew I was giving the audience a dose of my ngongo singing. Haha! Then when everyone in our group (Ewige Sorge) is going home, Vince told me his brother, part of the group Lakbay Lahi who also does the same music as Sound Existence, wants me to join them and I was like... WOW!
To be continued in my next post 'cause I don't want to exceed the limit and put all my typing efforts to waste like in some of my past post. So read on!
It was nice and good to hear that someone actually appreciated me in my "ngongo" singing. Prayers are indeed powerful. I prayed my heart out last night that I may cough my last cough last night that I may sing the next day. I woke up feeling good because my hopes never failed. The cough was still there and so is the colds but I could now sing. I haven't sang 'cause I can't sing the other days and night before last night because of the dreadful cough. I'm used to the shame anyway, I thought. But with people who believed in me are right beside me when I need them, I know I am doing the right thing. Thank you to you all, if they can only read this and know that it's them I'm talking about...
I have done impromptu speaking like a million times in my English classes but Impromptu Singing... Whoa! That's new! Haha! It was my first time doing that for a musical group that does World/ Ethnic/ Experimental (and the likes of it) music, their name is Sound Existence. I was told right then and there if I could sing for them whatever and they've been wanting me to sing for tham for a long time now. That was awesome, my heart leapt with heavenly gladness. I thought we're having a jamming one of these days and I was surprised when they told me they'll or we'll be playing minutes from then. I went in and hum and made strange melodies while they were playing and the whole thing was relieving. It was weird doing it for the first time but I had a lot of fun. I knew I was giving the audience a dose of my ngongo singing. Haha! Then when everyone in our group (Ewige Sorge) is going home, Vince told me his brother, part of the group Lakbay Lahi who also does the same music as Sound Existence, wants me to join them and I was like... WOW!
To be continued in my next post 'cause I don't want to exceed the limit and put all my typing efforts to waste like in some of my past post. So read on!
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Francis Ford Coppola's BRAM STOKER'S DRACULA
| Rating: | ★★★★★ |
| Category: | Movies |
| Genre: | Romance |
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Slowly dying...
I definitely am losing it. Tried so hard that it may not get me but it already had me. The monster from within is silently unleashed and now consuming what was left of my beaten self.
This is what I get.
My star is fallig.
The brightness is starting to die.
She needs you now more than ever but you don't need her anymore.
How do you save someone from herself?
I can't fight this now and it's eating me whole.
Let me sleep tonight that I may think and somehow redeem myself from self-condemnation...
I pray that this may not be my end.
This is what I get.
My star is fallig.
The brightness is starting to die.
She needs you now more than ever but you don't need her anymore.
How do you save someone from herself?
I can't fight this now and it's eating me whole.
Let me sleep tonight that I may think and somehow redeem myself from self-condemnation...
I pray that this may not be my end.
Sane, I am.
Do you believe in destiny, that even the powers of time can be altered for one, single purpose?
I can't get this line out of my head. With Love Song for a Vampire playing along with it inside my Gothic mind, I am once again bound to search the ends of time for my bittersweet end. Vlad has gotten me, and had me partake his eternity and will not let me go. Perhaps it's sick of me to indulge my self to such fictitious love story but morbidity, in my case, seems innate. I confess things to my soul and self which pleases me, though clad with certain darkness, that I do not fully understand. Unsoundness of the mind is not an option with which I will call my mental state for I have grown to love this, my kind of 'normality' having born it since I was a child. Obsession with death, dark humor, timelessness... You have no idea how far my obessesion goes.
It may seem like I'm losing grip but I actually am in my normal self. I can say no more for I already am running out of words to say. Man, that was good! Hahaha! I shall be posting again when I get my thoughts together. That's be it for now...
I can't get this line out of my head. With Love Song for a Vampire playing along with it inside my Gothic mind, I am once again bound to search the ends of time for my bittersweet end. Vlad has gotten me, and had me partake his eternity and will not let me go. Perhaps it's sick of me to indulge my self to such fictitious love story but morbidity, in my case, seems innate. I confess things to my soul and self which pleases me, though clad with certain darkness, that I do not fully understand. Unsoundness of the mind is not an option with which I will call my mental state for I have grown to love this, my kind of 'normality' having born it since I was a child. Obsession with death, dark humor, timelessness... You have no idea how far my obessesion goes.
It may seem like I'm losing grip but I actually am in my normal self. I can say no more for I already am running out of words to say. Man, that was good! Hahaha! I shall be posting again when I get my thoughts together. That's be it for now...
Sunday, October 9, 2005
Luster and light
We have long known that this country has been in turmoil forever due to crime and corruption but to be affected, though indirectly, is too much. Policemen should be out chasing criminals and not a helpless 19-year-old boy. I my cousin, like my youngest brother, is maangas and quite quarrelsome because he was raised in that kind of environment, we are born at the same place in the city where 'yabang and kaastigan' is a common factor and where when some people are intimidated of your presence or jealous of your goodlooks, esp. when they don't have such, wouldn't have second thoughts calling for backups and beat you to death and gang wars are a usual scene. What place am I talking about? Sampaloc, Manila. My family lived there for 6 years and I was 7 when we left for Cavite and, I think, it's just 5 years ago when my cousin went here too to live. He's the usual Manila boy who loves bulakbol but imagine him being beaten by 8 policemen. I heard they are from Quezon City but they probably came from hell so to hell with them, I hope they go back there! Have you any idea how my cousin looks like? He's quite thin, 2 inches taller than I am, not so much cheeks and compared to my chubby, bony face, his is small. I wonder how he looks like now after the beating of a lifetime from those demons wearing blue. What I know is, it was supposed to be a fight between young kids or a group of young kids but with the intervention of demonic entities... Fuck! My youngest brother's been in the same scene last month but it wasn't that grave though he had some bruises and cuts, his friends was slightly slashed on the neck. He's good in boxing people esp those who do him harm but there were meddlesome fool known as adults who had, I think, a knife and ran after them. Would you look at that, a disgusting truth about misuse and abuse of power. I suddenly remembered what Ms. Ranido taught us in our Christian Living, something about... Man I forgot the exact word but it's about the equality or balance of an individual's masculinity and femininity. Of course, we all have both and we're probably aware or just in denial. I already know this things but, not that I'm saying I'm almost perfect of know a lot better than these people, THEY should be taught with these, fed with it, intoxicated with it. Dang! Religious Education is boring but is, to the highest level, very important. Things that are happening would not be happening if we can all be educated but sadly because of poverty and a lot more factors that follow it on the least, only a few is lucky to be share the lustre that education gives. Sigh!
By the way, exams are up tomorrow and I haven't reviewed yet. Maybe tomorrow morning when I wake up. I just stayed up this late of the night, exactly: 2350 in the evening of October 9, to make this post. Pfft!
The prisoner of eternity's back in jail! Tonight and the other night Annie Lennox's Love Song for a Vampire keeps playing in my head. Bram Stoker's Dracula by Francis Ford Coppola is a lot different from the book Bram Stoker's Dracula Abridged which I've read months ago but both got me; I can't forget how tenderly Vlad embraced Mina while baptizing her with his blood, how he stared at Mina while she described his home in Romania and how he cried when Mina was talking about the princess... everything felt so real. There were a lot of sex and nudity in the film and even violence but LOVE prevailed. Here I go again with my insanity! But that kind of love, timeless and endless, is the what my soul craves for. I don't know how to describe it but the very word ETERNITY gives meaning to my life. I'll try to find something psychological about this kind of feeling one of this days when I'm free from all the paperworks and exams. Man, I don't understand why loneliness makes me happy. Perhaps, my Gothic persona has awaken again. She can wake up and sleep anytime but it feels good to be actually back to me "normal" self.
By the way, exams are up tomorrow and I haven't reviewed yet. Maybe tomorrow morning when I wake up. I just stayed up this late of the night, exactly: 2350 in the evening of October 9, to make this post. Pfft!
The prisoner of eternity's back in jail! Tonight and the other night Annie Lennox's Love Song for a Vampire keeps playing in my head. Bram Stoker's Dracula by Francis Ford Coppola is a lot different from the book Bram Stoker's Dracula Abridged which I've read months ago but both got me; I can't forget how tenderly Vlad embraced Mina while baptizing her with his blood, how he stared at Mina while she described his home in Romania and how he cried when Mina was talking about the princess... everything felt so real. There were a lot of sex and nudity in the film and even violence but LOVE prevailed. Here I go again with my insanity! But that kind of love, timeless and endless, is the what my soul craves for. I don't know how to describe it but the very word ETERNITY gives meaning to my life. I'll try to find something psychological about this kind of feeling one of this days when I'm free from all the paperworks and exams. Man, I don't understand why loneliness makes me happy. Perhaps, my Gothic persona has awaken again. She can wake up and sleep anytime but it feels good to be actually back to me "normal" self.
Oh, Loneliness! Oh, Hopelessness to search the ends of time...
For there is in all the world, no greater love than mine...
Saturday, October 8, 2005
Patience is a virtue...
I'll be posting new pictures, videos and sound files here as soon as I get any of my friends to lend me their bluetooth for PC. Man, I can't wait. Will no one let me borrow, please?
Waaaaaah!
Psyched!
It's hard to act as a psychologist to someone you don't really understand. He's been seeing things and feeling them, confessing to me that he has 3 more personas other than himself and a being has tried to enter his body but his personas had prevented the being, a woman, from entering him. As he narrated to me, he went alone to a classroom to wait for his next class. While waiting he was scribbling and doodling things in his notebook when he fell into some sort of trance. There was this sweet voice singing like in woe. His left hand continued in what it was doing then, he began singing a song in strange tongues; he knew he was singing but knew not what he sang. During this semiconscious state, he was able to talk to these 3 personas. Let me describe them, one is a child, the other is an old man while the other is a being which he cannnot see except for its eyes and the silhouette of its face. I've known things like these but it is new to me that anything like it would happen to him.
I told him what I knew about such cases and we went about a song that he usually sings whenever he's alone for I recall what my Art Education teacher told us about the songs we play, since I'm in a band, how these can be written as incantation and invocations to beings that are supernatural both evil or not. I asked him for what songs could have called the "entity" to him. This came out: Marilyn Manson's Disposable Teens and Coma White, the song that talked about something like a girl who's in to so much pain, too much that no drug can make her feel numb so she won't be feeling the pain anymore. I also remembered what psychics on tv would say about ghosts that would haunt certain people... things about having the same level of frequency, emotions... And somehow, I was right. I knew he was quite strange, but I never realized that he's already THAT strange.
Anyway, let's now shift back to the bright side. I bought an original VCD of Bram Stoker's Dracula today. Ahaha! I would have prefered a DVD but that's all I can afford for now. I have crossed oceans of time to find that video and I finally found my love, Vlad. I have watched it again already, since for so long has my heart craved for it. Ohweee! Tell me now, does that sound Old English? I love Old English and the accent... Yum! I sill use that for my movie analysis but I'm having second thoughts on making one. Think of this: if I am to make a project, I will have to make it only for myself though it's a group project because some people will again be so lazy and expect you to do it for them and I don't want that or I may forgot about the project so no one has because I don't really know if anybody in the group would initiate. I still have time to think about that but I feel like sticking to Option 1 since my teacher said the project can be about any movie we like though he's shown the class Charlie Chaplin's The Circus but I'm not so fond of comedy films especially silent movies; I was in so much wonder why 90% of the class was laughing when I think the antics suck. EW! Ah, nevermind! By the way, I also have posted screenshots of my Vlad (Gary Oldman)in my blog through my Yahoo Photos. I'd love to post one of the pictures I took but it won't upload and I don't know why.
That'd be it for now, people. I've been infront of the computer for more than 3 hours now and I have to rest a little so I can take a bath. Bye!
You were from a perfect world ,
A world that threw me away today
A world that threw me away today
I told him what I knew about such cases and we went about a song that he usually sings whenever he's alone for I recall what my Art Education teacher told us about the songs we play, since I'm in a band, how these can be written as incantation and invocations to beings that are supernatural both evil or not. I asked him for what songs could have called the "entity" to him. This came out: Marilyn Manson's Disposable Teens and Coma White, the song that talked about something like a girl who's in to so much pain, too much that no drug can make her feel numb so she won't be feeling the pain anymore. I also remembered what psychics on tv would say about ghosts that would haunt certain people... things about having the same level of frequency, emotions... And somehow, I was right. I knew he was quite strange, but I never realized that he's already THAT strange.
Anyway, let's now shift back to the bright side. I bought an original VCD of Bram Stoker's Dracula today. Ahaha! I would have prefered a DVD but that's all I can afford for now. I have crossed oceans of time to find that video and I finally found my love, Vlad. I have watched it again already, since for so long has my heart craved for it. Ohweee! Tell me now, does that sound Old English? I love Old English and the accent... Yum! I sill use that for my movie analysis but I'm having second thoughts on making one. Think of this: if I am to make a project, I will have to make it only for myself though it's a group project because some people will again be so lazy and expect you to do it for them and I don't want that or I may forgot about the project so no one has because I don't really know if anybody in the group would initiate. I still have time to think about that but I feel like sticking to Option 1 since my teacher said the project can be about any movie we like though he's shown the class Charlie Chaplin's The Circus but I'm not so fond of comedy films especially silent movies; I was in so much wonder why 90% of the class was laughing when I think the antics suck. EW! Ah, nevermind! By the way, I also have posted screenshots of my Vlad (Gary Oldman)in my blog through my Yahoo Photos. I'd love to post one of the pictures I took but it won't upload and I don't know why.
That'd be it for now, people. I've been infront of the computer for more than 3 hours now and I have to rest a little so I can take a bath. Bye!
Friday, October 7, 2005
Last ride mo na!
Why does my trip to school and back have to feel like it's my last? Those jeepney drivers should've chosen another profession or in that case another vehicle. They will so much, qualify as drag racers. Well, 'yun lang!
Blabby kids never really made so much sense until today. On my trip home, there were highschool kids who boarded the jeep where I was in who, in their age and more usual than not, are talking about basketball, their teams' achievement and names and more of their childish crap. Excuse me. Then one of the boys mentioned something about the rosary then another boys answered something like, 'That's bad! It's written in the bible'. Then he gave a verse in the bible. Deuteronomy 5:8, if I remember it right. In the way they conversed, I could tell that he's coming from another religion but it really made me think. Why are there so many people praying with the rosary? Hmmm... I suddenly remembered what I've read years ago in the Book of Revelations, "false signs... false prophets... false beliefs...". Then our last discussion in Social Science is about the cult of Rizalistas. SORRY to offend anybody of that belief but that's what I think it is since everything that I've studied in my Rizal subjects totally contradict what is thought in their sect. I don't wanna be so morbid, again, about the End of the World but it sure makes sense.
Anyway, good news naman! I got new Cogie pictures. Yiheee! But I also got the pictures of the baby that Marissa and Felice claims to be his. Man, poor kid. That's all I can say. I also read Marissa's blog and well... no comment! I don't believe her anyway, so why should I waste time in saying anything about her? That's only make her happy to know that people are talking about her. Blah! That one's for you.
Awayt! Sem break, here I come! A week to go, and I'm off to our gig and then rest... Weeee! Aww, sweeeeeeeet!
Blabby kids never really made so much sense until today. On my trip home, there were highschool kids who boarded the jeep where I was in who, in their age and more usual than not, are talking about basketball, their teams' achievement and names and more of their childish crap. Excuse me. Then one of the boys mentioned something about the rosary then another boys answered something like, 'That's bad! It's written in the bible'. Then he gave a verse in the bible. Deuteronomy 5:8, if I remember it right. In the way they conversed, I could tell that he's coming from another religion but it really made me think. Why are there so many people praying with the rosary? Hmmm... I suddenly remembered what I've read years ago in the Book of Revelations, "false signs... false prophets... false beliefs...". Then our last discussion in Social Science is about the cult of Rizalistas. SORRY to offend anybody of that belief but that's what I think it is since everything that I've studied in my Rizal subjects totally contradict what is thought in their sect. I don't wanna be so morbid, again, about the End of the World but it sure makes sense.
Anyway, good news naman! I got new Cogie pictures. Yiheee! But I also got the pictures of the baby that Marissa and Felice claims to be his. Man, poor kid. That's all I can say. I also read Marissa's blog and well... no comment! I don't believe her anyway, so why should I waste time in saying anything about her? That's only make her happy to know that people are talking about her. Blah! That one's for you.
Awayt! Sem break, here I come! A week to go, and I'm off to our gig and then rest... Weeee! Aww, sweeeeeeeet!
Wednesday, October 5, 2005
Senti... Emo!
Those were Alleli's words when she saw me at the parking lot by myself, gazing at nowhere. Perhaps the Goth inside my heart has fallen into slumber never to wake again, or perhaps in time. I, too, think I'm becoming an Emo. I don't really mind.
You can't really avoid the warmth of the candle when you're just inches away, you keep away from the fire 'cause you don't wanna get burnt, but you need the light so you have no choice other than to stay.
Kinda how I'm feeling right now. I can't think straight 'cause I'm too busy thinking of... what's happening. There's this feeling I don't want and as of the moment, I'm quite succesful of not feeling it just yet. But there it is staring me at the face, trying its best to have me let it in. I'm close to giving in but I'm no further from giving up. I'm probably in debt, with all the things I've done relentlessly, now these are the prices I have to pay. Talk about the irony of "eating the food" and "having been eaten by the food". Now I understand the nature of suicidal ideations. Doesn't make sense? I know...
Arf. Arf.
Been coughing and snorting like a dog and a pig for almost a week now. F^ck those cigarette smokers and smoke belchers. We have a gig scheduled for Friday, next week after the exams and here I am... I can feel it. My throat will be bleeding anytime now because of excessive coughing, sounds tubercularly vulgar but maybe that's what the word "dahak" was invented for.
To the tune of Nelly Furtado's Like A Bird: Howl like a wolf...
And we messed after all. KTS. Soundcheck. Dug-u-dug-tak! Then the wailing begins... After less than a minute, there were applauses and screaming. I thought they loved the intro. I was swept to reckon that the effort we gave in practicing for the event was well appreciated, but I was wrong. It was only the other night that I've seen the video of our performance and in great ignominy, sleep came later than I've expected. The intro not a little nor lot but wholly offkey. Not a note was hit right. Imagine the shame if anybody who watched KTS recognizes me when they meet me in school. Dang! Not one of my friends told me that it was that bad, of it was bad. All they said was we did well, yeah, it was good. I think so too except for that first part. Only that part. Maybe that's why I never saw John smile while he was playing unlike that when he played for Zealots. He gave that refreshing smile that tells you immediately when you see it, you can tell he's having a good time. Oh, John... I worry not though, because I'll be seeing him again, hopefully 'cause we're having a gig in Dasma and he'll probably be playing for us again. I wish. I wish.
What's next? Lemme think... Ah! Maybe next time... I can't tell everything, you know. So that's it...
I'm outta here.
You can't really avoid the warmth of the candle when you're just inches away, you keep away from the fire 'cause you don't wanna get burnt, but you need the light so you have no choice other than to stay.
Kinda how I'm feeling right now. I can't think straight 'cause I'm too busy thinking of... what's happening. There's this feeling I don't want and as of the moment, I'm quite succesful of not feeling it just yet. But there it is staring me at the face, trying its best to have me let it in. I'm close to giving in but I'm no further from giving up. I'm probably in debt, with all the things I've done relentlessly, now these are the prices I have to pay. Talk about the irony of "eating the food" and "having been eaten by the food". Now I understand the nature of suicidal ideations. Doesn't make sense? I know...
Arf. Arf.
Been coughing and snorting like a dog and a pig for almost a week now. F^ck those cigarette smokers and smoke belchers. We have a gig scheduled for Friday, next week after the exams and here I am... I can feel it. My throat will be bleeding anytime now because of excessive coughing, sounds tubercularly vulgar but maybe that's what the word "dahak" was invented for.
To the tune of Nelly Furtado's Like A Bird: Howl like a wolf...
And we messed after all. KTS. Soundcheck. Dug-u-dug-tak! Then the wailing begins... After less than a minute, there were applauses and screaming. I thought they loved the intro. I was swept to reckon that the effort we gave in practicing for the event was well appreciated, but I was wrong. It was only the other night that I've seen the video of our performance and in great ignominy, sleep came later than I've expected. The intro not a little nor lot but wholly offkey. Not a note was hit right. Imagine the shame if anybody who watched KTS recognizes me when they meet me in school. Dang! Not one of my friends told me that it was that bad, of it was bad. All they said was we did well, yeah, it was good. I think so too except for that first part. Only that part. Maybe that's why I never saw John smile while he was playing unlike that when he played for Zealots. He gave that refreshing smile that tells you immediately when you see it, you can tell he's having a good time. Oh, John... I worry not though, because I'll be seeing him again, hopefully 'cause we're having a gig in Dasma and he'll probably be playing for us again. I wish. I wish.
What's next? Lemme think... Ah! Maybe next time... I can't tell everything, you know. So that's it...
I'm outta here.
Saturday, October 1, 2005
Harry-har-har...
Things are suddenly falling in it's place whether I like it or not. Like this morning, I just woke up from a very bad dream. A dream so bad, I was crying all over the place but I was glad to have woken up from it. It is a lot worse than dreaming of having died in a cruel way, I would have prefered that than having what I have just dreamt off. Forget if you think I'll be stating what the dream was about. Ahaha! Another one bad thing this morning, I can't sing. I was already having sore throats last night and this is it. I already have it. It started from sticky phlegm and now... Grrr! Doesn't really matter but it really hurts. I can't sing, my voice is plain hoarse and I don't like it. Good thing, last night was a quite good night. I went to school for the Alipato Workshop and their we met artists and they gave us a lecture and , of course, a workshop. One of the artists we met was Mr. Lyndon Gregorio, who so much remind me of Mr. Jose, our school director back when SJFS was still MTQA and Martin Nievera because of the way we talks and walks and everything about him when you see him. I was a bit ashamed of myself when he asked us to create comic strips and when he went to check everyone's work, I didn't have anything to show. The strips I made definitely stinks and those of other's are a lot better so I didn't show him what I did, instead I told him i didn't do anything and I could tell he was not so pleased and something about the way he looks tells me... Ah! Nevermind... Maybe it's just me... Ahaha! Suspicions... I can't read mind so why tell you what I think he thought... Before the session ended, he gave evryone a token and I had mine signed by him though I didn't really knew him or his works and the rest had theirs signed too. Ah so much for the workshop, you ask me about that personally, anyway...
Anyway, Last wednesday was the Student Idol that included Cresta. She was able to make it to the Top 6 but was eliminated and did not join the Final 3 but her performance was all good but could've been better if she made it to the finals. The other performers were good too except for the band that played for the whole show... Haaay...
Ahaha! I haven't blogged for a while 'cause I was too busy and things are happening so fast (note: lightning speed) that I can't tell everything. A lot happened and I haven't yet started making a new layout for my bloggy... Haaay... Next time na lang talaga!
Anyway, Last wednesday was the Student Idol that included Cresta. She was able to make it to the Top 6 but was eliminated and did not join the Final 3 but her performance was all good but could've been better if she made it to the finals. The other performers were good too except for the band that played for the whole show... Haaay...
Ahaha! I haven't blogged for a while 'cause I was too busy and things are happening so fast (note: lightning speed) that I can't tell everything. A lot happened and I haven't yet started making a new layout for my bloggy... Haaay... Next time na lang talaga!
Friday, September 23, 2005
Click!
Already got my new phone, a Sony Ericsson K700i. Well, it's just second hand but it's better than not having anything. I bought it from the mall and not from Philip. The afternoon when I told him I already brought the money, he said he's having second thoughts about selling his phone because he might not like the phone his aunt is sending him from the States then he called later at night but I told him I already have one. Haha!
Backstreet's back, alright! I already have the songs included in their Never Gone album which was never released in the Philippines and I'll try something to send them to my phone because I do not have the gadgets to get it done. Still haven't got a copy of Zealots' song 'cause I haven't seen Luis last Friday when we were supposed to meet. Darn you, Luis!
I guess that'd be it for now. I don't have much to say. But I'm a lot finer now than I was during my last post. Haha, must be the moon. Bye, Peopz!
Backstreet's back, alright! I already have the songs included in their Never Gone album which was never released in the Philippines and I'll try something to send them to my phone because I do not have the gadgets to get it done. Still haven't got a copy of Zealots' song 'cause I haven't seen Luis last Friday when we were supposed to meet. Darn you, Luis!
I guess that'd be it for now. I don't have much to say. But I'm a lot finer now than I was during my last post. Haha, must be the moon. Bye, Peopz!
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Ouch!
Things are coming as a shock to me lately. Things will get better but still hurts. The stars are true when they say that... well, never mind. The pain comes from within and it hurts so bad, I can't lie and pretend I'm happy. Today's Marlon's birthday and he invited the class to celebrate with him at Rhea's like last year and this is the second time that I cannot join them. We had practice for GA last year so I wasn't able to spend time with the peopz on his special day but this year is totally different. I don't wanna spoil their day.
By the way COS GA was hell of a mess. I wasn't able to sing my solo but I was able to do back up for Cresta's solo. Darn, sucks! My effort in practicing the song last Saturday was somehow wasted. Singing in the rain isn't a bad idea but not to sing at all. Turns out that I've shrunk from being the soloist to just being the back-up vocalist. I appreciate what the back-up singers do for the star singers but I would have appreciated it even better if I had a chance to be the singer too. COS sucks. I seem to be getting used to all the shame and I've been putting myself into it whenever I'm performing for COS. I loved KTS though the time slot given to us wasn't that nice but COS... You have no idea how sick I am of them. I talked to Alvin about it and he went to the people responsible but they can't accept that they were very wrong. And those dang punks, "Any Given Day". They didn't show up when they should've and we had no choice but play at the time scheduled for them but they were still allowed to play and they closed the show, talk about fairness and professionalism.
Anyway, life is still good. Tomorrow (finally!) I'll be having a new phone because Philip's selling his phone to me because he'll be having a new one from his aunt in America. I was glad he thought about me first because his mom already talked to someone who wants to buy the phone. What a relief from all the "sickness" I'm experiencing at this very moment. Thank God!
By the way COS GA was hell of a mess. I wasn't able to sing my solo but I was able to do back up for Cresta's solo. Darn, sucks! My effort in practicing the song last Saturday was somehow wasted. Singing in the rain isn't a bad idea but not to sing at all. Turns out that I've shrunk from being the soloist to just being the back-up vocalist. I appreciate what the back-up singers do for the star singers but I would have appreciated it even better if I had a chance to be the singer too. COS sucks. I seem to be getting used to all the shame and I've been putting myself into it whenever I'm performing for COS. I loved KTS though the time slot given to us wasn't that nice but COS... You have no idea how sick I am of them. I talked to Alvin about it and he went to the people responsible but they can't accept that they were very wrong. And those dang punks, "Any Given Day". They didn't show up when they should've and we had no choice but play at the time scheduled for them but they were still allowed to play and they closed the show, talk about fairness and professionalism.
Anyway, life is still good. Tomorrow (finally!) I'll be having a new phone because Philip's selling his phone to me because he'll be having a new one from his aunt in America. I was glad he thought about me first because his mom already talked to someone who wants to buy the phone. What a relief from all the "sickness" I'm experiencing at this very moment. Thank God!
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Alipato Art and Photography Seminar Workshop
| Start: | Sep 30, '05 |
| End: | Oct 1, '05 |
| Location: | Severino delas Alas Hall |
College of Science General Assembly
| Start: | Sep 21, '05 4:00p |
| End: | Sep 21, '05 9:00p |
| Location: | Lake Park |
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Patience is a virtue... Dug-u-dug-tak!
Hehe! We went to Mark's place to practice for GA. At first it was a like hell waiting for Vince and Jerome for 2 freaking hours. I came about 1:30pm and they came like almost 3pm... What the...? I took a stroll because I didn't want to knock at Mark's alone, I thought no one was there yet. When I came back, Mark's mom just came and asked me whom I was loking for and I told her it was Mark and he called Mark for me and he came out with Louie. That was relieving. 30 mins more and then Jerome and Vince came up. John is sick and he can't come. Sayang! Wawa naman, alagaan kita! They were texting Luis but he also cannot come. He didn't reply but a friend whom Mark called on the phone said he's at his girlfriend's place. Sayang na naman! Cresta also didn't come, she's rehearsing for Student Idol. So there was only 5 of us. I didn't think we'll have fun that we had. Everyone's in berserk mode. We shot another video and they have made a melody with a political lyrics. The way Mark sang the song we called "Oust" was funny because of all the making faces and voice changing. Haha! You should've been there! We also shot "Masaya" by Bamboo, the Vincent Kawayan version. We had some kind of bonding down there, I thought I'll be having muscles on my abs because of too much laughing. I'm loving every moment with those guys that I don't wanna think about the fact that next year will be their last year in college and they'll be leaving me behind. On the way to Imus because Louie is going to Lotus to swap his SIM card, he and Mark were talking about their plans after college. Sigh! Wawa naman ako! Anyway, I think we'll be practicing again this Tuesday and John, Luis and Cresta will probably be there, I hope. I don't wanna miss a moment of being with them. I already lost half of my life when I shifted and had to leave my friends in ComSci, now I wanna spend every second that I can with my new friends. Memories will be the only thing left for me when they graduate. I don't know what will happen to me after next year. Well I still have friends that will be left, they aren't graduating yet, but these guys are different. Haay! Let's stop this Senti Mode! It just makes me sad. By the way, I haven't started the new layout yet because even when I get the time to do it, I still don't because laziness takes over but it's not that important so I guess that can wait. And you too. You should wait for my next post 'cause I'm outta here!
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Wicked!
After the success of KTS 8 On Fire, Zealots had one bad night last night! They were invited to play for the CET General Assembly held at the grandstand. I came to watch. I waited below the grandstand, luckily I saw Luis going up so I asked him if I could come and then we went up to where they gathered. They had their slot mixed up because of a lot of circumstances, which includes the band Starfish --Spider's band. Louie was already in a bad mood because he thought they were playing early so he brought Khatz along. Luis' girlfriend, I think her name is Jenny, also came to watch but unluckily there was no show for Zealots. Starfish stole their slot! They even told the audience that Zealots is coming up. The guys decided to go home instead. The guys didn't really mind not being able to play but Louie is mad because Khatz has to get home early. So there... Before the show, I showed them the pictures I had Iam printed from Jerome's phone and they liked it. Louie wanted to ask for some of it but I said I'll be putting it on my scrapbook which until now, I haven't started yet. Har-har! Anyway, their playing again but this time, it's for COS. Hopefully things turn out good this time. We, too, are playing there. I hope they put us back-to-back with Zealots. I'm excited 'cause I'll be seeing John again on Wednesday and on Saturday too. We''l be rehearsing our new set. I wish his girlfriend won't come to watch but that seems impossible since she studies there. Sigh! Anyway, Levy has a new secret heartache. I just found out yesterday. Wanna know? Nah! Why should I tell you eh secret nga eh! Sucker!
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Oops...
I've deleted some of my recent posts because of... I'm not sure how do you call that but the datails are mixed up... I'll just keep it in my head. Haha! I really wanted to share the joy I had but I can't put things in order. Maybe next time, I'll try to write things down the same day it happened so I won't forget and memories won't overlap each other. Thanks for reading anyway!
Monday, September 5, 2005
Something stupid happened and I don't know what. I...
Something stupid happened and I don't know what. I lost the post I was typing an hour ago? Where the F*!@ is it now?
Sunday, September 4, 2005
Spirit carries on...
I have just made a new discovery about Johnny Depp. Things I didn't think of reasearching before. He is in a band and he plays bass. Wow! He has a lot of tattoes. Has 2 children, Jack and Lily Rose. His real name is John Christopher Depp II. His birthdate is June 9, 1963, which makes him 42. And he has this look-alike, who's also a Hollywood actor by the name of Skeet Ulrich. But of course, it's not only Johnny Depp that I made a research on but Gary Oldman too. He's 47 because he was born on March 21, 1958. Accents his one his trademarks and gives him that edge to play different roles. He's sometimes listed in credites as Maurice Escargot, I wonder why. He met his new wife, after 2 others which include Uma Thurman, during his alcohol rehabilitation. His name is Leonard Gary Oldman. Aww... Why do the most gorgeous men have to be almost 3 decades older and married and have children. All I can do now is dream of these men...
Anyway, let them remain in my fantasy but I'm not losing hope of meeting them one day. But I have this prospect whom I have told you about in my last entry. I already got a picture of his from Zealots' Friendster account. I know I can only dream of being his girlfriend and I guess there's nothing wrong with that but then again, possibilities are endless. Haha!
The stars told me that I should work on what I want to do rather than what I feel I should do, and that includes what people expect of me. I guess it's right and about time to think of myself first. And... I don't know where to start, hehe!
I feel a craving again. I want to have a copy of Bram Stoker's Dracula [1992] DVD, the uncut version. Hell, I really feel I should have that one but I can't buy just yet because I have to buy a new phone first. The money I have, to buy the phone I want, isn't complete yet and I, again, have to wait. I fell in love with a vampire and I long so much to feel his bloody lips on mine. Haha! Gary Oldman was so good in that one. Enthralling is the best word to describe it and I have been under its spell for quite a long time now. Perhaps you understand now why I refer myself as a Prisoner of Eternity; I have this thing for thing that has something with eternity, immortality, forever. Maybe because it's lonely and I love loneliness and the thought of love that never dies. If anybody close to me would read this, I'm sure they will, they will think I'm creepy because I never talk about these things in front of them. But if you will read my works (the poems and stories I write and even those things I have inside my head *ehem! if you can read minds*) there's always something very... I can't think of the right word but you can call it anything you want. I'd love to tell you some more thing but I'm a bit sleepy now. I'll be tiring off to bed now with all my fantasies in my head, with all hopes to be part of it in my dream as I sleep. Goodnight, Earth!
Anyway, let them remain in my fantasy but I'm not losing hope of meeting them one day. But I have this prospect whom I have told you about in my last entry. I already got a picture of his from Zealots' Friendster account. I know I can only dream of being his girlfriend and I guess there's nothing wrong with that but then again, possibilities are endless. Haha!
The stars told me that I should work on what I want to do rather than what I feel I should do, and that includes what people expect of me. I guess it's right and about time to think of myself first. And... I don't know where to start, hehe!
I feel a craving again. I want to have a copy of Bram Stoker's Dracula [1992] DVD, the uncut version. Hell, I really feel I should have that one but I can't buy just yet because I have to buy a new phone first. The money I have, to buy the phone I want, isn't complete yet and I, again, have to wait. I fell in love with a vampire and I long so much to feel his bloody lips on mine. Haha! Gary Oldman was so good in that one. Enthralling is the best word to describe it and I have been under its spell for quite a long time now. Perhaps you understand now why I refer myself as a Prisoner of Eternity; I have this thing for thing that has something with eternity, immortality, forever. Maybe because it's lonely and I love loneliness and the thought of love that never dies. If anybody close to me would read this, I'm sure they will, they will think I'm creepy because I never talk about these things in front of them. But if you will read my works (the poems and stories I write and even those things I have inside my head *ehem! if you can read minds*) there's always something very... I can't think of the right word but you can call it anything you want. I'd love to tell you some more thing but I'm a bit sleepy now. I'll be tiring off to bed now with all my fantasies in my head, with all hopes to be part of it in my dream as I sleep. Goodnight, Earth!
The MEN I Love
Gary Oldman in Bram Stoker's Dracula directed by Francis Ford Coppola
I'm keeping these photos here since I have filled all my diskettes with Cogie and got nowhere else safer to put it...
Saturday, September 3, 2005
My Collages
Oh, well... see for yourself! I don't own the pictures i used for the collages but I definitely made the collages so I can say, I own them. If you're ever going to use them, use it well just don't claim them as yours! Haha! I have evidences. I kept the PSD files so I can prove that I made them...
Ewige Sorge
the real album, coming soon. haha!
Ehem! My band... I edited these photos with Adobe Photoshop CS while the pictures are taken by and with Marc Louie Omampo's digital camera in front of the Tanghalang Julian Felipe, College of Liberal Arts building. Ayos ba?!
Ang Paghaharap ng Sugo (Mini Concert)
| Start: | Sep 8, '05 5:00p |
| End: | Sep 8, '05 8:00p |
| Location: | Auditorium, 3rd Flr. Alumni Bldg. |
KTS
| Start: | Sep 7, '05 5:00p |
| Location: | De La Salle University - Dasmarinas Grandstand |
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Prisoner of Eternity
http://prisoner-of-eternity.blogspot.com
That's my blog. See for yourself. Tell me what you think. Don't forget to some shout out!
Iam Arvi Tolentino's Birthday
| Start: | Aug 16, '05 |
4th Palad Creative Writing Seminar/ Workshop
| Start: | Sep 8, '05 8:00a |
| End: | Sep 8, '05 5:00p |
| Location: | Alumni Hall, Sept. 8th and 9th po yun! |
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Howie's Birthday!
| Start: | Aug 22, '05 12:00a |
| End: | Aug 23, '05 12:00a |
| Location: | Orlando, Florida |
Birthday ni Kuya Franz
| Start: | Sep 8, '05 12:00a |
| End: | Sep 9, '05 12:00a |
| Location: | Lucena City |
Pinoy Pop Superstar Audition Phase 1
| Start: | Aug 30, '05 10:00a |
| End: | Aug 30, '05 4:00p |
| Location: | 3rd Flr. Rehearsal Studio |
Kaibigang Putik
Puro alikabok mukha ko!
Walang malisya... BOW! More to come. Intay-intay lang di ko pa napapa-scan eh. Wala akong scanner at yung iba di ko pa mahanap...
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
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