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Everybody seems to be leaving their blogspots and LJs for tumblr.

But I'm staying. :) I'll come visit though!

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I had no idea that there are in fact people my age who are not even fans. Back in high school, it was like common sense - A GIVEN - to be a fan.

We could all just sing and wave our hands in the air in an instant whenever we hear one of their songs. And hello, Ligaya & toyang will forever be karaoke classics.

I'm talking about the ERASERHEADS! All throughout my high school life, most of us treated them as icons. They're like the Beatles. (But of course, the Beatles will always be number 1 <3 )

Last week was like a shock to me. I wasn't aware that such people existed. Hahaha. Most of my blockmates aren't even fans. I think I know only about 3, and they're not die hard enough to watch the Final Set concert. Oh well, their loss! THIS IS GONNA BE LEGENDARY! (think Barney) And just so you know, with our budget and all, I don't think we'll see Ely as more than a centimeter. But I don't care. As long as I'll be there. :)
It's still not too late to buy tickets guys! There are no seat numbers so we can still go together!

March 7, Moa grounds, 8 pm. Seeya there! Hopefully, we won't get stepped on! hahaha

boring

Sometimes staring into THICK air is actually more worthwhile than sitting next to someone who's ego is too big.

Just some random thought after having a small catfight with someone. I guess I got too far - as all you know, I'm a feminist and I just couldn't stomach in all his pathetic manliness (even if he was only kidding around).

Acads have been rather questionable. I could have sworn that my standing in my major subjects weren't really impressive to begin with. But apparently I'm doing fairly well in most of my subjects. Theo's an exception though. We're all failing. Or I think most of us are. But I'm not that panicky since our prof's on probation. Hence, he cannot fail anyone. But still, a C or even a D will be such a nightmare for my QPI record. I don't think I can ever forgive myself if I actually get either of those letter grades. Oh well, I just have to really bare all of our prof's musings and stupid alibis. I'm serious. He's not worthy of teaching in the Ateneo or even anywhere else for that matter. We're all wasting our money on his "I am correcting the book!" (after we actually took the test. Hence, we all got "wrong" answers) and his kite runner skits. I'd give him some brownie points for being quite the entertainer, but I don't think I'll be smiling at the end when it ruins my QPI.

Oh well, enough for today. Honestly, I'm up to nothing. Everything's so blah today, and I guess Theo was one reason.

On a more positive note, I'm happier nowadays. :) And I think I'm becoming more stable. Haha, yeah I know, what am I?! Bi-polar?

Sore ja :D

I can't write proper papers now

I'm so mad at myself!

Ang lala grabe.

I know I'm not exactly a great writer, but I think I did relatively well for most of my past papers.

BUT WAAAAA! I'm currently writing my perso paper and I can't seem to squeeze out anything DECENT. I'm really struggling with words.

Late last night, I started writing it and decided to hit the sack after like writing 3 pages. Then just a few moments ago when I was rereading it to edit and add new stuff, I was about to hurl. I can't even understand what I was trying to say! Hahaha. The arguments are iffy and...blah.

Shizz. I guess not writing much papers for a sem can really be bad. Or...I was just too tired to think last night.

I do hope I soon get some sense into this paper. It's frustrating.

25 random things

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.

To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, then click post. Go onto your 'profile' page, and open the note. Then 'tag people in this note'.

1. I used to really hate my name. I mean c'mon, nobody could spell or pronounce it right! I thought there was really something wrong with my name. It also doesn't sound girly...so yeah i wished to be girly! I used to want the name Kisha or Patricia. But now, Denise is fine. But I prefer that you call me Ishi.

2. I have a black birthmark at the back of my head. I think it's as big as a 1 peso coin. I dunno, I never seen it naman kasi. DUH. :)) The doctor said I have it coz my mom had some sort of vitamin deficiency when she was pregnant with me. the hair that grows on that birthmark is white and sometimes really curly. I don't know why.

3. I sometimes dream in Japanese. It recurs too.

4. I used to NOT KNOW how to speak Tagalog. Maybe a couple of words I knew... But I used to be an inglesera kid.

5. I really don't like the idea that all us girls (my mom and 2 ates) have the same 1st name - Maria. I'm not saying this because it's blasphemy. It's just that my parents could have been more creative. Why name all your daughters Maria and not have them use it anyway because it's like a default name for girls (and some boys)??? I only know one girl who uses Maria - Sandra's lil sis! But besides her, I know nobody else! I also hate it when we go to other countries they all call us Maria (coz in the passport) and they look at us as if we were some retards who had all the same name!

6. I looove classic lit. Especially short stories. William Faulkner, Edgar Allan Poe...those kind of stuff. :) I really love thinking about the stories and interpreting it. Like the foreshadowing...ironies. :)

7. I don't think I'll marry. I think I could do so much more if I didn't.

8. My mom isn't sure if I'm a lesbian or not. (Despite my pink room, sunny attitude, and frilly skirts) It runs in the blood daw kasi. E hello, I might act tomboyish but I'm not a lesbian.

9. I really love high school. I know it was the time that we were kinda narrow-minded and crazy, but it was still HELLA FUN. I wish I could use a time machine.

10. For some odd reason, sometimes I like being sad. It makes me kinda drained and have energy solely for acads. Haha. Parang steady lang kasi ung feeling. No sudden happy highs and sudden depression drops.

11. When I graduate and maybe go to Masters, I'd work my ass off to hoard some money...then I'll travel. Alone. :) It's just so liberating! It's risky...but hey. I'm all about this woman empowerment and achieving self-actualization.

12. After traveling, I'd want to build my own institution/organization. Something socially oriented or something.

13. After that, when I'm all settled, I'd adopt my own kid. I did say I wasn't going to marry but I would still want to experience being a Mom.

14. I never fully understood the saying that I should finish my food because there are a lot of kids starving and eating leftovers from the trash. If I finish my food, how did that help the common good? Wouldn't it be better if I gave some of my food to others? When I was a kid I even wanted to throw my food away so that the kids will find it in the trash and have something to eat.

15. I can be really masungit sometimes. Especially when I'm doing something and I get interrupted.

16. My favorite color is green. I also like pink but I guess I kinda got sick of it coz our house is pink, my room is pink, my bathroom is pink, my toilet, basin, covers, etc...are all pink.

17. I'm really lazy when I'm reading a book and I don't get the meaning of a word. I get too engrossed to look it up in a dictionary. That's why I asked my Tita to buy me an electronic dictionary.

18. I was an Ateneo fanatic from day one. I don't think I can ever picture myself studying elsewhere.

19. I was a model once. A child model, that is. I modeled for Malu Veloso - she makes bridal/formal gowns & dresses. The fashion show was in Manila Polo Club and I walked the ramp. First and last time. Waha.

20. I used to be all touchy touchy. I was like a koala, I think. But now, I kinda feel awkward when somebody gets too close. (except for hs friends)

21. I'm bad at cramming. I usually do major papers weeks before the deadline and I fuss about getting resources and being all organized. But that doesn't mean I usually get higher grades than those LIKASNAMATALINOCRAMMERS.

22. I love my dog Coco. He's 9 nine years old and he's like my lil brother. I actually value his life more than other people.

23. I suck at drawing.

24. I used to think that all my stuffed toys talked to each other when I wasn't around. They were just shy to show me - that's all.

25. I'm scared of loopy roller coasters but I SERIOUSLY WANT TO SKY DIVE.

For people who don't have facebook, I tag : JOSEL! Haha. And whoever reads this. If you want to, that is. :)

new changes

Greetings earthlings! I have returned from the land of statopia and still has a strong hangover.

Anyhoo, I'm keeping myself busy with Stat, 2nd LT coming up on Thursday! And I'm getting quite jittery because Sir himself got lost during the discussion. He isn't like that. And hello, he got lost for like 10 times! (I'm not exagerrating, he kept on erasing and rewriting wrong graphs and explanations)

But all I can do is study my lazy butt off, right? Teehee :D

For some odd reason, I've been joining these social/artsy wannabe(Okay, maybe I'm just that wannabe) sites. I guess I just want to branch myself out and be more spontaneous, that's all. I've been so boring, I don't get to be creative anymore. Hopefully, my creative juices haven't died out completely though.

And yes, I finally have a Deviantart account! Uhuh, after all these years! Well, okay so maybe I did have one before but it was all crap and was gathering dust bunnies anyway. At least this time, it has something in it!

Please watch me here . I have no watchers yet, so please pity me and come watch.

I also have a chictopia account here. And I know I probably look stupid in most of the photos, but that's okay. You must be my friend, right?

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In a more serious note, I've been having these really vivid dreams lately. They have different symbols but all seem to mean the same thing. It's complimenting on how I'm making changes in my life. And I guess after all the psychoanalyzing of the symbols, it looks like I'm on the right track.

Okay, I gotta skidaddle now. I need to ISTADY. Haha.