Friday, February 09, 2007
I watched the play on Monday. It was great! The costumes, the songs, the actors, all good. I've memorized the songs 'coz we used to have the VCD of it; it got lost, but I still know the songs by heart. I was singing and dancing along while they were performing:) So far, the best play I've watched in UST. Congrats to the Mediartrix:) And Kuya Low! Oh! my! lord! That voice! I swear, I was melting in my seat. I just witnessed the performance of the "Josh Groban of UST". Wonderful! I can't get over it! He's really good! And during the play, I went crazy with my camera! I'm still working on my Multiply so I could show them to you guys. I'll let you know when it's alright to view them:)
AB WEEK. It was okay. We had a Mass, had a parade, ate lunch (if you call that lunch. ech!) But it was alright. I hope next year would be better.
I finally finished reading "Angel of Darkness"; thanks again Meg!:) That book made me laugh, cry and really, really dizzy. But of course, I still enjoyed it. And right now, Meg's in love with Bartimaeus. Uuuyyy:)
Aha! He's dropped from the course! YYYYYYAAAAHHHOOOOO!!! I know I'm being mean, but if you nkew him the way we did, then you would be celebrating with us as well. He deserves to drop. Thanks to Doctor Co and Caloy! And Professor Estacio and Professor Bangaoil. And he even dared to call them "bobo"! And he called Caloy "tanga"! Oh come on, man! Everyone knows that the professors don't wanna fail anybody, they do whatever it takes for everyone to pass. But sadly, you weren't doing your part. You come to class late, you butt in everytime someone's talking (how rude!), he skips classes, he talks back at people, he acts like he knows everything and he keeps on telling everyone how "close" he is to some people when they don't even know him! AAARRRGGGHHH!! ANNOYING!!!!!! SCEWER THE PIG!! AND DON'T YOU EVER CALL CALOY A TANGA KASI MAS TANGA KA PA!!
Oh dear lord. Here we go again. Another isssue. Another problem. Another headache. Another pain in the ass. Fuck you. The next time I slam the door on your face, I'm gonna make sure that there's gonna be contact. You can count on that. Can I kill you, please? It would make me feel a WHOLE lot better. Hell yeah.
Right now I'm playing a video on YouTube, texting ten people (I am SO not joking about that one; my thumb's killing me), chatting with five other people and editing some pictures. Whoa.
I really love the song, "Close Every Door" from "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat"; whew! What a mouth full! The lyrics are a bit depressing, but the way Donny Osmond sang it sent chills down my spine.
Video---http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=164DrxqyJRc
Close every door to me,
Like I said, it's a bit depressing. But I still like it. Reminds me of the "state" I used to be in.
Speaking of which, just this morning, someone was really kind enough to remind me that DEPRESSION is a mental disorder. I remember that we took that up in 3rd year or 4th year. He said that I get depressed even over the little things; and he's right. That's why I started taking anti-depressants, which I stopped doing now. I dunno why. It's just..I find it hard to keep my emotions in check. Sometimes I let them get the better of me and I don't think straight anymore. I haven't matured emotionally yet, and that's the truth. I don't know if it's because my parents neglected to provide me with the emotional support I needed while growing up or because I'm just too darn ignorant to let myself grow; stupid, I know. I'm so confused; I'm not thinking straight again. My head's spinning and I'm seeing double. Everything seems so..different. ARGH!! What the hell am I saying?! I gotta snap out of it! Note to self: bang your head on the wall whenever that feeling occurs again.
Nightie night y'all!:)