Entries for September, 2006
| September 4, 2006 |
 deathcabforcutie |
makes you think..
I grew up with his shows, I did. And from millions of "Crikey! She's a beauty!"s did crocodiles and alligators and cobras and adders and sharks and Tazmanian Devils finally find their places in my heart.
Steve Irwin, YOU WERE ONE HECK OF A GUY.
The Invincible Steve Irwin. Man.
currently watching animal planet, for any traces of.. you know.
currently feeling grief
| deathcabforcutie roadkilled at 06:20 AM |
| September 5, 2006 |
 deathcabforcutie |
people who curse will have my fist down their throats. MY FIST! YOUR THROAT!!
"LOVE STILL EXISTS - if not for me, at least for the world." ~ Diane Duque (Oo. Alam kong ginamit mo na rin 'to, dear classmate from III-1. hehehe. 
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currently watching my name is earl
currently feeling itchy
| deathcabforcutie roadkilled at 06:11 AM |
| September 5, 2006 |
 deathcabforcutie |
egghead
Tanong. Nagegets niyo ba ang pamagat ng mga entry ko?
Sagot. Pareho tayo.
Well. Thing is, we wouldn't be gallavanting off to Macau this October. Not Macau. I still don't think it'd be worth missing a week of classes for.
Also, I'm dead serious when I say that I'm disgusted at people who swear, especially in front of children. Sipain ko kaya ang mga dila niyo. Hindi niyo ba alam na ang impluwensyang naidudulot ng pagsasalita niyo'y mabigat?
Kung sabihin ko, halimbawa, ang "tae", eh kahit naman ang sarili kong ina'y nagbabanggit nun, kaya okay lang. Pero kung sisigaw ka ba naman ng kalaswaang sapat para sa buong sambayanan habang asa carpool service, at patulala na ang populasyon ng gradeschool sa paligid mo, hindi ka pa ba mahihiya?
Stayed up late for ANTM Cycle 5 last night. Wala lang, sharing. Hindi ko kasi pinasubaybayan ang 4 kaya eto ako.
When I take the liberty to pause after some duty is finished, my mind does this thing of traipsing off to some words spoken to me just a few days ago, which I'd rather not take to mentioning.
You arrogant prick, you. Yes, I'm talking to myself. Ako ang Reyna ng Ka-feelingan, at wala nang iba.
JUNIORS, galingan natin ah . Wala lang.
| deathcabforcutie roadkilled at 08:13 AM |
| September 6, 2006 |
deathcabforcutie |
utoot.
God has taught me something today.
So I apologize for all the crap I've put up earlier on. Lalo na sa damo. Sobrang... sorry.
Ikaw. Pa-cute ka talagang lintik ka.
Sorry na. Sorry, Lord. Sorry.
currently listening to chasing cars - snow patrol
currently reading trigo
currently watching malcolm in the middle
currently feeling like a boob.
| deathcabforcutie roadkilled at 04:05 AM |
| September 8, 2006 |
deathcabforcutie |
biak na sapatos sa biak na bato
this is a favorite post.
Note: Dahil magulo daw yung mga pinagsasabi ko, binago ko 'to ng onti. Okay?
"I'd HATE to know what Purgatory's like if this is Earth. "
~ CA Allado (wushu. )
It'd be nice if some genius speculation like that just simply popped into your head, wouldn't it? Especially whilst dodging swiping stems of millipide-infested plants and holding on to muddy rocks for dear life.
And here I find myself twelve minutes after being dropped off at school by the Lakbay. I'm dizzy, tired, and have got a perfectly delightful hectic schedule for tomorrow. Oh, gee. At least I've got lots to do to keep my mind off particular things. I hate being the **********.
There are things saddening about being so sure of your abilities. Yes, there are. One of them, the things you tell people. Alam mo, kung may ginawa man akong nakakainsulto sa pamamalgi mo, magsalita ka lang. As a favor. I've said and done some things that I know have evolved the ego pest in me into - a, uh... an ego beast. Sabi ko nga competitive ako, no kidding. Umiyak ako nung bata ako kasi ginusto ng relatives kong pakinggan ang mga pinsan kong bigkasin ang Panatang Makabayan, habang handang handa nakong hiyawin ang Lupang Hinirang. Ganun ka-lala.
Anyway, I'm sorry. Deep inside, I'm a lonely teenager masking her insecurity. Let's keep it at that.
In other words, masaya ang field trip kung hindi ko lang sana pinagaabalahan ang mga sinabi ko sa isang tao. Binabasa mo ba to? 'Wag mong isipin na ganun ako! Mali lang yung labas ng gusto ko sanang ipahayag. Sorry na. 
Sa totoo lang sobrang maliit na bagay lang ang gumanap na tinutukoy ko ngayon. Pero sa looblooban ko, hindi. Ba't ba sobrang pinag-pipilit ko ang dapat isipin ng mga tao tungkol sakin?
Kasi hindi lang siya basta bastang tao.
Oo. Inaamin ko na. Because you, of all people, exhume feelings that I've buried along with a certain person whom I consider out of my life right now, I panic every waking moment of the prospect of being near you; of you in that light of yours drawing everyone near it. And of me, watching warily from the dark.
Bakit ba? Akala ko tapos na ako sa'yo. Sa ganitong mga damdamin na sumisira sa kaligayahan ko. Tae mo talaga.
What started out as a regular report on a day's experience has again turned into an entry talking about me, me, me. Why can't I start dwelling on important things, for a change?
That, my friends, shows just what primarily concerns lil' ole me, at the back of my head.
Nakapasok kami nila Jonah at Jessa sa isa sa mga tinitirhan ng mga tao sa Biak na Bato, Bulacan. And it ain't pretty.
I don't mean it in that way. Whoever lived in where we dressed up slept in a room approximately a fourth of my own (which is already quite small for personal space), with a cushionless bedframe for sleeping in, and a poster of a member of Sex Bomb in festive-based, scandalous clothing. Yun nga lang may kumpletong TV set at DVD player. Anu naman yon.
Ididiscuss ko naman ng onti yung mga nakita ko kanina. Para kung basahin ko pa to pag 100 na ako ay maaalala ko pa.
Pumunta kami sa tatlong kweba. Sa una (tambangan) at pangalawa (tagamutan), madaming namatay (nung panahon ng kastila!). Tas sa pangatlo (kainan), dun pinauso ni Ann at ni Kuya Roli yung magpapahid ng putik sa mga ayaw madumihan 
. Tas yung fourth (tanggapan) cool, kasi nakikita mo yung linya ng pag-angat niya sa lupa simula noon pa. Basta yun.
After non kumain kami sa bus, na medyo weird kasi ang gulo, tska putikan kami. Tas yun lakad ulit. Then the bat cave! Bahay Paniki. Coolest cave ever. As in awesome, no other word. Teka - except smelly.
Tas ayun, rappelling. Then wading and rock-skipping and throwing contests sa ilog. Then aboard the bus to the famous South Luzon Expressway stopover (note to self: tsk tsk). Then a beeline for home - or should I say, St. Paul.
AY! Ang stalactites daw, sa taas. Stalagmites, sa baba.
Well, my previous engagements are telling me to get some rest. Matututo din akong mag-Flash. Someday. At matutuwa si Mrs. Dupet. Ack!
Steph. Kaya mo yan. 
currently feeling *burp*
| deathcabforcutie roadkilled at 07:14 AM |
| September 10, 2006 |
deathcabforcutie |
everything was.. tempting. :|
Ang kauna-una kong bisita sa higanteng Mall of Asia... at maaalala ko din yon sa pagitan ng panahon bilang unang lugar na aking napuntahang walang katext.
Hahh. My phone's gone.
So sorry kung di ako nakapagreply sainyo or whatever, basta idelete niyo na yung number ko. Okay? Pero kung nagdadasal pa kayo tulad ko na mababalik pa siya sa munting palad ko, ituloy niyo lang. Haha.
Sorry Lord na napaka-iresponsable ko. Gusto ko nang magbago.
May dahilan yung nangyari kahapon. Siguro ito'y upang makapokus ako sa kahirapang magpapaligid sakin sa darating na immersion. Kung anu man 'yon, salamat na din. Gagalingan ko na. Hindi Kita sasawiin.
Now. Off to do my homework, until the break of dawn.
currently feeling sarap maligoo :)
| deathcabforcutie roadkilled at 08:35 AM |
| September 17, 2006 |
deathcabforcutie |
nahanap na pala yung phone ko
Details tomorrow.
| deathcabforcutie roadkilled at 06:14 AM |