LSS OF THE DAY: "OUT TONIGHT"

From: RENT [Movie/Musical]

Uh-huh. I now have a name for what I'm going through: THE RENT SONG SYNDROME; you like?





Smileys. Miss them.





Classes got suspended because of the strike so now I'm here in Netopia typing my assignment in History. So in a way, it's like a blessing ni disguise; at least I don't have to wake up at an unearthly hour tomorrow just to do it.





Okay, so this Christmas party thing..WHAT THE HELL?! I swear, if they blame us for whatever they could think of, they'll finally see the worst side of me.





What the heck am I talking about?





The thing is, our class officers want to have a Christmas party; we would have been okay with it, if they actually listened to what we wanted. Sure, they ask us what we want, but do they actually listen? Hell no. They have this big group of friends on one side of the room, while we're on the other side of the room. And what they want, they get. They completely ignore us. I dunno who said it, but they dubbed their side as the "MAJORITY" while we are known as the "CULTURAL MINORITY". How pathetic, and not to mention degrading and insulting, is that?





And one of them said, "We want to have a Christmas party becuase we want to celebrate it as a class". Honey, look around; do you think that our class is united? Or are you too plastic to admit that your only saying that to put up a good front?





We would have been okay with everything if you didn't just listen to your inner circle. Your not the only group that breathes inside that classroom; in case you haven't noticed, you didn't include the OTHER HALF of the class in your votes and whatever. YOU people voted yourselves as class officers, whatever YOU want gets followed. And do you think that just because we don't speak up we don't care? If only you saw the looks on our faces I bet you'd say otherwise. And besides, we've tried talking to you, but you just wouldn't listen, so we didn't bother anymore.





I'm not talking about just one person; there are a lot of them.






And a while ago, when class was dismissed, someone said that we shouldn't go out yet because the party still had to be planned. Then someone said that whoever wasn't going to attend the party may leave; so we got up and made our way to the door. Apparently, some people thought that we didn't hear the "stay to plan for the party" part so they repeated it; and then someone else repeated the "you can go if your not coming to the party" thing. I saw the looks on their faces; they looked a bit surprised. I bet they haven't had anyone walk out on them before, and I'm glad we did.





If they ask us why we didn't want to go, they'd better be prepared for a very long speech. They have it coming. And I'm actually thinking of some very good curse words that'll leave their noses bleeding. How sweet that would be.





I'm being mean, I know. But I'm just so effing mad at them. They need to be brought back to earth. Just because they were given their positions, (or rather, they chose THEMSELVES for that position) doesn't mean that they could abuse their powers. They have responsibilities too, you know.





I'm sorry for this "hate post", but I just had to let it out. Me and my friends already had this conversation earlier; Sarah was still fuming when we separated. And I'm sure that the MAJORITY will be talking about this. And come on, as if they're gonna miss us. They have a huge group and they only talk to us when they need something. Plastic, much?





*sigh* Okay, I should stop now. I still have an assignment to do. And I apologize if I didn't make a lot of sense; I'm still upset.





Until next time, love!

Labels: dirty politics, peeves, relapse, RENT, school, school woes

LSS OF THE DAY: "GOODBYE LOVE"

From: RENT [Movie/Musical]

I don't think I am EVER gonna get over this coz I love it to death! Adam Pascal, darling, my love for life. *looks around at the people staring* ...what?





Okay, enough day-dreaming. *crash* Grrr. I hate it when that happens.





So sad. No smileys *cries*





Remember when I said that I was going to the mall yesterday? I did go, and as I was waiting for the jeep that will pass by my dorm, I thought, "How far is it from here to there?". So, guess what? I walked; yes, I walked. From SM San Lazaro to Laong Laan. As I was walking, I could feel the stares of some of the people I was waiting with; but what do they care, right? And I was walking pretty fast, too since I've gotten so used to walking with my Dad (who's a pretty tall man so you can only imagine the strides he takes) so I'm stuck to speed-walking. After about ten minutes, or even less, I reached the street which was behind my dorm. I didn't think that it was that near! And to think that I've been wasting money on taking a jeep when I could just walk. Oh well.





Last night, Janel threw a party for her eighteenth birthday at Betty's behind Sto. Domingo Church along Quezon Avenue. I met up with Meg, Iris, Albert and Jigo in UST and we left together. We had to walk a little bit but we didn't mind. Our other classmates were already there when we arrived so we passed the time laughing our asses off about..well, everything. Took loads of pictures and made complete fools of ourselves. Our table was the noisiest and we stayed that way through the whole party. Janel came out, and I swear, she looked like a living doll! She was so cute!





First came the eighteen candles; Iris, Jan, Bea, Sarah and Judith were part of it. Me and Meg? Well, we'll get to that later.





When her mom announced that it was time to eat, my guy classmates jumped to their feet and beat us at the line; Albert even said that they might have purged before going there just to make room for all that food. You know how it is in some parties, when there's at least one or two of the dishes that doesn't really taste good? But there, every single dish was delicious! I'm not exaggerating or anything; ask the people I went with and they'll agree. I couldn't believe it; most of us went back for second, and third, helpings. When the dessert came, our pants were so tight that most of us couldn't get up anymore. But some, mostly the guys, decided to go up anyway and grab the sansrival that they were serving. Damn, those boys could eat! And even after they ate their sansrivals, they still got dessert from the chocolate fountain; I only nipped a bite from Albert's since I was so darn full.





After a while, when our tummies felt a teeny bit lighter, came the next part of the program; instead of the traditional eighteen roses, they decided to make it more fun. So instead, they made it to eighteen SHOTS. Yup, y'heard me; shots. And that's where me and Meg come in. We talk on the microphone to say something to Janel, grab a glass of white wine, toast to her, and down it. It was pretty good; even after we were done with our glass we kept on asking for re-fills. I had three glasses; Meg had four.





Then came the dancing. I swear, you wouldn't find any group that's crazier than ours. I could see how the other people were staring at us 'coz we were so rowdy and absolutely noisy. But hey, we were having fun! I think the wine started getting to me after a while so I had to sit down. I'm not very good with alcohol; sure, I drank four bottles of beer last March, but after that I swore not to drink more than two because of my darn allergies. And so far, I haven't touched a single beer bottle and I am proud of myself for that.





Bea was making a big fuss over me and Albert; oh, you know, the usual: a single girl and a single guy, sitting beside each other, drinking white wine and having a blast and that would usually lead to yadda yadda yadda..puh-lease! That is so cliche! As if I haven't had enough of those in my life. I'm not searching for anyone, and neither is he; we both just got off of our previous relationships and the pain is still pretty fresh. He's having trouble getting over his ex, and I'm--well, working on it. If I do get into another relationship, it's not bound to happen any time soon. I'm not in a rush.





A little later, they gave us the souveniers which we little plastic things that light up and blink, and they gave us these really cute cupcakes that looked so pretty that I couldn't imagine myself eating it.





We left before eleven because we were so exhausted. Meg, Albert and I rode on a taxi; Meg got down first and Albert rode with me to the dorm. My feet were killing me but I didn't mind. I stumbled onto bed and lay down.





But did I sleep? No. Jan and I were still talking; we've been talking for almost a whole day. I wasn't able to talk to him on Friday night because of that little squabble we had during the meeting. So, in a way, we were making up for lost time, even though it was only for a day. I enjoy talking to him; he makes me laugh since we have the silliest conversations. And we talked until almost five in the morning; I fell asleep 'coz I don't think my eyes could keep themselves open anymore. And when I woke up, guess who I was talking to? Him, again. Until now we're still talking.





Something is so wrong with Trent. I need to have him fixed tomorrow after class.





And by the way, the pictures from Janel's birthday will be posted next weekend, along with the other pictures that I promised to post.





I'm reading FanFiction again; I can't believe how long it's been since I last read some of my favorite stories. I can't even remember which chapter I stopped in. i admire the people who cam write stories like that. Although I'm currently working on a story of my own, I haven't even written half of it. The thing is, I know the twists, I know what's gonna happen to the characters and I know how it's gonna end, but I just can't find the way to actually lead them to it. I am so gonna work my ass off this Christmas break over this story, if its the last thing I do.





Christmas..





I miss James. I want to see him again. He's been weaving in and out of my dreams lately, but I still long to reach out and actually touch him, even though it's no longer possible. Sometimes I still wonder why God had to take him away from me so soon; but now I know why: He wanted James to be my guardian angel, that way he'll always be there to protect me, unlike when he was alive we'd hardly see each other. Now, he has every reason to make sure that nothing happens to me. That's my buddy. And I love him for that.





I am currently in Fairview because there is absolutely no way in hell that I'm gonna spend another night in my cave alone. And besides, I get free internet access here. *sneaky*





Well, I'm off to reading more FanFiction; and I'm still talking to Jan. He's worrying about something.





Catch you later, love!

Labels: ADAM LOVE, FanFic, friends, friends and laughter, issues, peeves, RENT

LSS OF THE DAY: "I'LL STAND BY YOU" PERFORMED BY CARRIE UNDERWOOD ON THE AMERICAN IDOL FINALE

The show's over, so give me a break.

Jordin Sparks won this year's American Idol; she's the youngest winner on the show, she's just 17 and but she'll be turning 18 in December. So, I'm eight months older than her I'm kinda disappointed because I wanted Blake to win, but hey, he'll be a big star, too no matter what. I like Blake because he's unique; NOBODY can beat-box like him; he's really the best. Jordin sort of reminded me of Katharine McPhee from last season; why not vote a different Idol for a change? But that's just me; I'm not the one voting anyway. But she deserved it; she's come a long way and she really sang her heart out. Congrats to her! I know we'll be seeing a lot of her for awhile. The African Children's Choir performance was so adorable!!. I forgot to mention that Chris Daughtry performed on last night's show; he was the bomb!

WINNER OF AMERICAN IDOL 2007, JORDIN SPARKS

Their performances were great. Gladys Knight, Smokey Robinson, Tony Bennet, Bette Midler were just some of the celebrities that performed; even the past Idol winners, Kelly Clarkson, Ruben Studdard, Carrie Underwood and *groan* Taylor Hicks were there. I wish that they didn't let Sanjaya perform; he was a total mess! Even Taylor did better than him! I enjoyed watching the show; but I like last year's finale better. They went "old school" this time because of their special guests. I really missed Phil and Chris. Good thing they were there. The "Golden Idol" thing was really funny!



I'm already excited for next year! Hahahaha!



I had a really uncomfortable experience awhile ago. As I walked out of the gate of the house, an empty tricycle passed by but doubled back because I hailed him. After I tol the driver where I was going, he immediately said, "Miss, you're looking very beautiful today". I pretended not to hear him when he said that. I don't take compliments very seriously because I can't really tell if they were really sincere or if they were just saying it to flatter someone. Then as I got off, I heard him say "I'll visit you at your house one of these days"; again, I pretended not to hear him. I hate it when a complete stranger does that.

• I read this in the UST group on Multiply:
  
  Wow. Lots of incoming freshmen this year. Congratulations, Welcome, watch out for hold-uppers, ALWAYS bring an umbrella, and the best of luck during floods. *high five*
  
  TIPS:
  *There will be no more P.E. on the first week; it's pretty obvious that whoever's wearing a P.E. uniform at that time is still a freshie
  *You will only attend Mass on the first day and the professors are almost always absent
  *Shout "GUARD!!!" with all your might when someone asks you where Quiapo is or you can just run as fast as you can.
  *Attend the freshmen orientation to remove your "innocence".
  *If someone shows their registration form in the building is a freshie.
  *Those who go around with a group (probably 5 or more) are freshmen.
  *The combo chicken in LOPEZ in P. Noval is delicious.
  

I gotta say, I did almost every single one of those things last school year; except the last one. Everyone keeps saying that the food in LOPEZ is really good, but I never got the chance to eat there because its always full of people. The UST Growling Tigers eat are their well-known patrons; who knows? I might be sitting next to Dylan Ababou and never even notice.

MY BROTHER, RAMON

AWWWW SOOOOOOOOOO CUTE!!

I'll try to make a longer post tomorrow. I'm tired.

Labels: IDOL MANIA, peeves

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