LSS OF THE DAY: "FORTUNE FAVORS THE BRAVE"

From: AIDA [Musical]

I wish Adam Pascal was my husband; that way I'd be able to listen to him sing to me every single day

I'M ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!

I've had a very tiring week; I swear, if things get any harder I don't think I'll be able to cope with it.




First: On Sunday, we went to The Block near SM North Edsa; I had Mom buy me three books and I bet you will not believe what I got. "BORED OF THE RINGS", "THE DA VINCI COD" and the music sheet of Les Miserables; okay, the last one was okay but you gotta admit that the first two sounded funny. Then they dropped me off in the dorm since I had to attend that stupid LTS seminar; I had to dress up really quickly 'coz I think I only had fifteen minutes to spare. I speed-walked to the Engineering building (which was like, on the other side of the campus so it was a pretty long walk) and got there at around 3:05. I was so exhausted that I sat down as quickly as possible; but when the roll-call came, I was mentioned so I approached the iunstructor and asked why I wasn't called. She consulted her list once again but she didn't find my name so she told me to go to another room and look for one of the instructors who has the over-all lists. I left and went to the said room but he said that he didn't havve the list so he told me to go to another room and asked the instructor there. I did as he said but when I got there, surprise surprise, my name still wasn't there. So, she told me to go to another room; this time, the instructor in that room had all the lists and I finally found where I should be. I already wasted almost thirty minutes going back and forth from all those rooms. We'll be teaching in Bataan in Febuary.




Then, on Monday, while I was in Netopia and Tony was plugged on the PC, when I took him out, ALL MY SONGS AND VIDEOS were gone. I was so upset; Tony was one of my links to civilization! I had almost 2,000 songs and a lot of videos; ALL GONE. But luckily, I saved some of the songs so I asked one of my classmates to transfer them for me. I'll just have to download the rest later.




Tuesday, during P.E., we had to learn how to pass the ball with our heads (I'm taking up football with my friends); it hurt as first but as we got used to it, it wasn't so bad. But my head hurt so badly on my way back to the dorm, along with my back, legs and the upper part of my arms. Later in the afternoon, I was sitting outside the classroom waiting for the freshmen to come out when I saw one of my old friends; we talked for a while before he went up the stairs. I missed him. When the people in the classroom came out, I went in with my friends but as soon as I sat on my chair at the back, the PA did its annoying opening tune. At first I thought that they could be praying the Angelus but then I realized that it was almost one in the afternoon; the Angelus was said at twelve. Then someone announced:

"Attention, may we request all students, faculty and personnel to be please evacuate the building and proceed to the pavillions in front".

I was surprised but I immediately grabbed my bag and followed everyone out of the room. I felt my phone vibrate in my bag but I didn't take it out since we were still walking and there were a lot of people so I couldn't risk dropping it when someone bumped into me. Once we were outside with Sarah, on of my friends, we frantically searched for the others; when we couldn't find them I thought of texting them so when I got my phone I read the message someone sent me earlier. It was one of my classmates, and friend, Janel, who said that there was an earthquake. An earthquake? No way! I didn't feel a thing; and from the look on Sarah's face after I told her, she didn't either.Then our ABSC president came by and told us to go to the Plaza Mayor where all of the AB students are assembling. We went there and talked with a few more people, asking if they felt the quake; some of them did, some of them didn't. We managed to find our other classmates and we wiated for any further announcements; we even took pictures just to kill the time

So many people; Meg and Sarah goofing around

We thought that classes were going to be suspended but they resumed it anyway; darn




Wednesday, quiz in Statistics and PhilHist. After class I attended the Pax Romana choir practice; it's been awhile since I attended because of all the stuff we've been doing. I really missed it there. Made a lot of new friends too. We finished around six; on my way out, Kuya Sherwin saw me and called me over. He told me some stuff and he asked if I was available next Tuesday; I said yes, so he asked if I wanted to join the exposure trip to Bilibid. Naturally, I said yes; it may be a prison, but the memories from last year's trip there came flooding back and I really wanted to go there again. He said I could invite one of my classmates. Then we talked for a while longer nefore leaving. It was also about this time that I decided that I will not audition for Moulin Rouge; my colds aren't getting any better




Thursday, we had our reporting in English and we were required to dress up in corporate attire; I had to ask Hazel if she could lend me some since all my other stuff is in Dagupan. She said we did very well, and I think we did okay. At least we're done. And, yeah, the whole coup d'etat thing. I asked my Mom if she could pick me up from the dorm and to immense surprise, she agreed. I only knew about the whole Trillanes thing when my Dad texted me; I asked Meg to fill me in on it. When I got to the dorm, I waited for Mom. After about an hour or so, she went up to my room; I asked her why didn't she just text me? Turns out that I haven't been recieving any of her messages for the past half hour. She told me that we had to get out of there as fast as we could because they imposed a curfew. Needless to say, I was silently panicking while we were on the road; there was no way in hell that I am going to spend a whole night in a police station if we got caught. And guess what? We passed through the last check-point at exactly 11:59; how cool is that? So, yes, we were spared.




Thank you to the people who were texting me that night and to those who tried to keep me calm




Now I'm home and I'm hoping that there wouldn't be another seminar on Sunday.




I really hate being sick




I can't believe how stubborn he is! I WANNA KILL HIM!




Okay. If that's the way she wants it, so be it.




I saw someone last night when we were in one of the restaurants along the Expressway; she looked so--familiar.




So far, I haven't had any weird dreams and I've been sleeping very well for the past few days. Usually I wake up in the middle of the night or early morning a few times but not any more. I hope it stays this way




I've written about twenty-five pages of my story in one of my notebooks. Now I'm getting a major case of writer's block. Darnit




Martina McBride's music videos of "God's Will" and "Concrete Angel" made me cry. Watch them yourself: Concrete Angel, God's Will.




Alright, best be off. I have a lot of downloading to do

Labels: ADAM LOVE, AIDA, anger and forgiveness, annoyance, friends, schedules, school, school woes

LSS OF THE DAY: "YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME" PERFORMED BY BLAKE LEWIS ON AMERICAN IDOL

Again? Yes, again! He sang it on the show awhile ago.


It's the finale of American Idol! The final two, JORDIN SPARKS and BLAKE LEWIS each did a fantastic job with their performances. Each of them had three songs to perform; one song that was from their most popular performance; one song that they haven't performed on the show ever; and one song that the winners of the songwriting contest wrote. At first I think Blake did really well but then he went down a bit on his second song. His third song didn't suit him at all. It wasn't his genre. I couldn't blame him. After all, he didn't pick that song; the producers did. As for Jordin, well, she did an excellent job. Even Simon admitted that he was wrong in saying that she'll never make it to the finals. He admitted that he was wrong! As Ryan Seacrest put it: "It killed him to admit that he was wrong". Chris Daughtry looked totally hot in his performance towards the end of the show. He should have won last year and not Grandpa Hicks (a.k.a. Taylor Hicks); and no, I will not let it go!

JORDIN AND BLAKE




MR. PESSIMISTIC-SLASH-"BIG OLD MEANIE" HIMSELF, SIMON COWELL




LAST YEAR'S WINNER, TAYLOR HICKS

WHO SHOULD HAVE WON INSTEAD OF TAYLOR, CHRIS DAUGHTRY

Once again, I'm having trouble in forgiving someone. It's bad enough that I already agreed to talk to him from time to time (I think some of you guys know who I'm talking about) but he doesn't know that he's already crossing the line. I got so angry at him that I started ignoring his text messages. After awhile he started saying "sorry" but I wouldn't reply to him. Serves him right. I just wish that he would go away and leave me alone.


I'll admit, I haven't completely gotten over him yet. Come on, forgetting the person you were wtih for a year and a few months isn't easy. But at least I got other stuff to distract me; TONY is a perfect example of that. My story is another thing. My family, of course. And I got a bunch of crazy friends to make me laugh all the time. I may be alone, but I'm not lonely because of them. Singlehood rocks; well, most of the time.


My Mom and I bought my school supplies in the mall this afternoon, and I saw Belen Fernandez. Dude, she's huge!. I was thinking that if I just nudge her a little bit with my finger she'll come crashing down and she won't even break any bones because of all her fat. Sorry for the exaggeration, but its true!


I accompanied my Dad to visit one of his aunts. He said that we would only stay there for five minutes; but we stayed there for almost an hour and thrity minutes. Five, eh? Right. But I have to admit, I enjoyed it while we were there. They gossiped about this guy and I got a lot of information about him, even though I don't know him personally. The funny thing that happened was that my Dad was talking to ths other lady who he just met and they were the ones who did most of the talking! When I asked him who she was on the way home, he said "I don't know". Nice one, Dad.


One thing I really don't understand is: why people find it hard to believe that I don't have a boyfriend? It's quite annoying, really. Everytime they ask and after I say "no", they're very first reaction will be disbelief; they usually show it with this line, "With a face like yours? You gotta be kidding!". Then they'll ask if you really are joking. Then when it finally starts to sink in, they'll offer to find one for you. What the hell??. So, that means that when you see that someone is good-looking, that automatically means that they have a boyfriend or a girlfriend? That's odd.


I always enjoy watching The Ellen Degeneres Show; very funny and very entertaining. She always has something up her sleeve. More power to her!.


I need to wake up early tomorrow so I can watch the results show of American Idol. I wonder who will win? Jordin or Blake? Jordin or Blake? Bordin of Jlake? Jorake or Bladin? Bla--wait! What the hell am I saying?! Never mind.



I'm off! Gotta wake up early tomorrow! Fat chance, though


Buh-bye!

Labels: anger and forgiveness, IDOL MANIA, peeves, revelations