click the links on the left
and allow the akwardness to ensue.

i'm the girl who...
memorizes useless things like the alphabet backwards or the digits of pi or various squares of numbers.
needs milo every morning to be able to function properly.
trips up the stairs...multiple times...consecutively.
owns a bedroom that stays clean for a maximum of 4 days tops perhaps.
enjoys popping straws with her friends at restaurants.
lives on the internet.
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(i feel bad for not posting in here after so long. the indelible ink on my finger has inspired me to update this though.)

here i am, a day after the philippine elections, with traces of purple still upon my right index finger. i have voted.

6:00am.
my phone falls off the bedside table during the middle of its alarm. i pick it up, go back to sleep, and set the alarm to 6:30am.

7:30am.
i wake up and realize that setting my alarm for 6:30am was just a dream.

8:40somethingam.
my mom drives me to the elementary school where my precinct was. we walk up to the school, but overhear that there are a lot of people in line. we go back to the car and decide to come back later.

11:30somethingam.
it's later. we actually get into the school this time. my mom is overwhelmed by the amount of people scrambling to find their precinct or waiting in line to vote. i see a friend of mine who also is registered to vote. my gives up and brings me back home, but not before a long lecture on the way home about my safety and stampedes. this ended with "i'm not going to let you go back there...unless you really want to vote."

12:00pm
"i want to vote."

12:40pm
my mom drives me back to the elementary school. i go at it on my own. i probably walked around that school around 5 times looking for my precinct before thinking to go to the people with the laptops. apparently i was given the wrong precinct at first and i was looking at the wrong sheets. and there was something about clusters...yeah.

1:00somethingpm.
i find my precinct! signed my name in the log book with the priority number of 218. they last called 132. this was the log book with the priority number to get the priority number to vote.

*wait* i spent this time listening to my fellow precinct-mates arguing about the system that they had, playing brick breaker on my cell phone, calling a friend because i got board of playing my cell phone game, meeting my friend who just finished voting, drinking a whole bottle of iced tea that my friend bought for me...

3:00somethingpm
my name is called! i get priority number 23 and head to the voting area. my bladder feels like it's about to explode. they call number 10 and i'm seriously thinking about looking for a bathroom. i hold it in.

get my ballot, vote for who i know to vote for...hold in my pee...worry about the marker bleeding through to the other side, get in line to put my ballot in the pcos machine, overhear that someone's ballot got rejected, put my ballot in the pcos machine..."verifying...verifying...CONGRATULATIONS!", proceed to the lady with the indelible ink...

and huzzah. i finished voting.
pretty epic. first experience voting. first automated elections.

and oh yeah, after that my mom picked me up and we drove to the nearest place with a restroom.









mr. aquino...i hope you do this country some good...

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LAKDSFJASLFDKJASLDFK

wow i don't think i've ever hated a class so much before. this stupid class where the teacher gives RIDICULOUS deadlines for things that he doesn't even explain sufficiently. though he manages to take up just OH so much time. why is that? oh because he's too busy talking about his accomplishments and how only a few of us are going to become something like he is. WHAT THE ASKDJFLASKDFJADF. LIKE WE WANT TO BE?! you are so full of yourself mr. ebul&useless. you are ebul. and useless. ALKSDFJASLKDFADF.

anyways. *sigh* so i was on the internet, and i spotted the word "math". it reminded me of how in the 6th grade, my password in our typing class was math. MATH. MATH! my password was math. hahaha. it's so embarrasing because one of my classmates heard me when i told my teacher my password. "her password is math." ---> *expression of both disbelief and ridicule* yeah, i was a nerd, okay? still am. wait, no. no i'm not. i'm...i'm only a nerd wannabe now. -.-







(Русский)

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1. freakin' headphones
2. all the harry potter dvds (so i can do an hp marathon after reading all the books and before the 7th movie comes out)
3. lovely bones book
4. a UKULELE
5. a laptop cooling pad...
6. that david choi cd!!!

actually i really only need numbers 1, 3, and 4. lol. need man jud. yes i need them! ahaha.

wow i am hungry. i haven't had breakfast yet and it's 11:31am.

bah.






lookin' like a fool with your pants on the ground

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so there's a bunch of banana's on your counter. they seem good enough to eat. a few spots on their um...peels? (haha.) so you take one. you open it. you take a bite. and it's not what you expect. it has that "i'm-not-a-banana-that's-ready-to-be-eaten" kind of taste. it doesn't want to be eaten yet. but you have to finish it. because it's bareable. it's just not what you would expect. so you do. and you wish you waited for tomorrow. you probably would've had a better banana eating experience.

i suppose you could compare something with this in the form of a metaphor. but i can't think of one. lol.







you pretend that you like it!

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i would just like to say how awesome tuesday was. :D
chose to wear kg shirt
Christmas shopping with romeyna
libre lunch from kimmeh
avatar with "family", kimmeh, and romeyna. (libre ni kim)
mcdo with ALLANA! and the rest
mts ZORB TIME with atis, kim, shaun, and budy
ZORB HANG TIME. hahaha.
jack's ridge with "family"! (sosyal kami sosyal kami!)
getting home before 10.

yes, tuesday was good. :)



oh and gg?



i know your last name!




it's Christmas eve!!! :)

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As we all know, Christmas is approaching! Woot woot. Considering the economic crisis that has been effecting the WHOLEEE WORLLDDD lately...I (along with Romina and Razelle) have suggested that we do Secret Santa this year instead of spending bundles of money on each person. Yes, we <3 every one of you and would like to splurge on gifties for everyone...but dudes...FINANCIAL CRISIS! Hahaha. So instead of having to think about gifts for everyone that can fit in our tiny student budgets...we'll be able to pick out a super duper awesome gift for whoever we get to gift! Haha. Let's lay down the two main guidelines.

1. Whoever we 'bunot' is who we give our super amazingly awesome gift of awesomeness to this Christmas! Minimum budget is ______? (Us three have been thinking P300...but this is, uh, negotiable. Lol)
2. Still want to spread the Maverick <3? If yes, we still can! Except for if you want to gift to someone who ish not your 'bunoted' person, lol there is a maximum budget of _______? (P100?P50? HAHAHA)

...you know what this means...Christmas partayyyyy! Lol. When? Where?

Hey Vina, wait, how do we do the Secret Santa if we're all so far apart? Oh, I'm glad you asked. Lol.
There are two options:

Option #1: We can use this Secret Santa website that I found on the net. It has this 'virtual hat' thing where it picks our our secret 'bunotee's name through email. It also has this wishlist thingy...and other features that I have forgotten.So there's that. Link drop! http://www.secretsanta.com/ Check out the Secret Santa one because that's what I kind of "started" for us.

Option #2: We all input codenames into a certain place (probably a blog...where all of us know the password). Secret Santa high school style. Your 'bunotee' is the one who gives the gift. Once everyone puts in their codenames, I'll, um, make a program that will do the bunoting for us. Lol. US4 (Romina, Razelle, Migel, and I) shall witness the 'bunoting' take place together. After this we'll upload the results on that same blog. We can also do the wishlist thing on the blog too. Yeah.

So there! Any reactions? Comments? Questions? Please vote for either Option #1 or Option #2. What else what else...

(P.S. If I forgot to tag somebody, please let me know.)

=)

Happy Thanksgiving by the way! Let us give thanks for all that we have. Char lang...XD

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today, i rode a taxi back home. the ride cost P52.50, oh the annoying P1.50 intervals of riding an aircon taxi. i gave him a 50 peso bill, then hoped that when i opened the coin compartment of my wallet that i only had two pesos left. but no, it was a five peso coin. i took the five peso coin out and gave it to the taxi drvir. *pause* here i sit thinking that this taxi driver will be like most taxi drivers, he'll give me two pesos as my change even though he COULD give me the .50 because it's the right thing to do. or he could be generous and give me three pesos. but no taxi driver gives the three pesos. they just don't. *play* i wait as he rummages through his coins. when i held out my hand...to my surprise...he gave me three pesos. wow. what a nice taxi driver. i know it's kind of useless of me to care about a measly 50 cent difference in change. it's just that, usually taxi drivers round up...i didn't think there were taxi drivers out there who rounded down. apparently there are. and i met one. how lucky of me.






glee

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