She Bangs!

This is something I feel that is worth blogging about. Amidst the long list of the things I have to do, the Physucks finals coming up, which I have not studied for yet; I found my way to write this entry. At the moment I am planning to post this entry in all of my accounts where you can post blog entries on. (Or at least those of which I know of and about.) As the title might have suggested already, this is all about my bangs. (She bangs! She bangs! Ahaha!)
It was one Sunday, an Easter Sunday, okay it was yesterday. My sister has been badgering me about cutting my bangs which have grown longer already after three months. I, being in sane state would not agree to her bidding. While I was starting to prepare to leave for Mitch’s birthday celebration, for some reason, probably due to her incessant bothering, I allowed her to cut my bangs. We went to the lanai, and using the newly bought pair of scissors, she started cutting my bangs. Before she actually got to cut my bangs, we were looking at the pictures of Erica Paredes’s daughter, Ananda—of whose hair Erica cut by herself. I told my sister that I certainly did not want to look like Ananda. Sure, it looked cute on Ananda but definitely not on me! I was joking about how I am so nervous about it. Well, I was. But not as much as I have felt when my sister started cutting and I was seeing my hair fall off. It did not help at all when she suddenly said through my laughing and noxious ranting “Wag ka ngang magulo, alam mo namang wala akong experience sa ginagawa ko e.” I thought to myself, oh shit! What did I get in to?! Upon hearing those words, I felt this extreme gush of emotions. The kind of which I have not felt for such a long time. The kind I characterize as the extreme need to laugh your heart out, and it seems that you can not stop. After some moments of laughing you start to feel that you badly need to stop to catch some breath but you just keep doing otherwise. I had to go away from sister for some time just to be able to catch that breath and remember how it to breathe normally is. The last time I felt this gush of emotions was couple of year ago, in third year high school. When Nadine got a perfect hundred mark in magic sing with the song Happy Together. It felt like I could not stop laughing even if my insides were already hurting.
I came back to my sister still gasping for air. She finished her “work” on my hair and I went to see how it had gone. When I faced the mirror I thought it was weird. My parents told me it was cute. And my sister was totally convinced that I should thank her for doing me a favor. Ako na nga ang pinapaganda niya e! Hehe! Oh well, I felt my sister intended well. It’s not so bad actually. I have to admit it’s cute in the sense that it reminds me of Ananda. I initially had so many things in mind to write. I just lost the words in the process of writing and waiting for my chance to write. I guess pictures can say things better…. {My multiply account has the entry with pictures}

To Ate Beegee, thank you for my hair and make-up! =)

Back Online

after quite some time, i have finally decided to update my blog again! yipee! i am actually intending to be updating my blog in my Multiply account. but i might just change my mind and update here anyway too. that's for that now. =)

On Some Entries which Failed to Make It

I have realized that I do have some blog entries that I have completely forgotten about posting. I was just browsing through my files and found some. Am I that busy? Guess I am….

Biting off More Than I Can Chew

I so hate myself…a few days ago. Well, that is because I’m currently in the process of learning to express myself and to say no. ha-ha.
I hated myself for biting more than I can chew. I just accepted all their requests, their demands, their irresponsibility, and their stupid nonsense and selfishness and whatever you may call it. I’m starting to hate myself for being too concerned. I hate it when dear Nikka comes into the picture worrying for other people when no one else cares for her besides her very own. Some people actually do. But I just have grown to that thinking that no one else cares as much as I do. I’m not even particularly sure if I still know how to deal with people who care about me. It sucks. It’s so not consoling when some instances like meeting people who do not push as much as you do or just simply can not take the initiative of doing their fair part. Gawd. What’s wrong with ‘em people? When it finally comes to light for me that I can ask other people to do some of the work and I finally come to trust them, they just break it! They would only do what is convenient for them. Not even a single extra effort. I can’t even call it extra effort as it is a part of their job! Arghh! Gawd! I could accept it if what I’m asking is so like impossible or unfeasible but when I finally decided I’d do alone what is supposed to be a group effort, I come to accomplish it. I’m starting to hate group stuff. But I know I need other people. Argghh! It just feels unfair at times.
I hate myself when I start to care too much. I care about how others would feel and how I can possibly help. In the end I only come to this realization, I once again bit more than I can chew. I sometimes find myself confused. I need to learn how to assert and assess myself. I need to learn how to take only what I can while fulfilling what I must and be a great team-player.

On some second thoughts, I don't exactly know how others feel. They might be feeling the same pathetic sentiments...but heck!
This maybe one of the reasons why I so love my mini-spoon-and-fork. I only have to chew the little amount of food it can hold for me to ingest. But I’m currently progressing a little. I’m learning to express myself—not as a ranging tiger but as a civil person and I’m starting to know how and when to say no and enough…. I’m good.
I still love myself. :-)

Antonia ii

I went to ACA and found out they dont have a vcd of Antionia! anyone, please.... pahiram! I dont have money to buy a copy right now.... I would really appreciate a comment here on the subject, not about any equity loans or whatever...! Pahiram po.... =)

On Dates of My Entries

To Whom It May Concern:
The dates as to when my entries were written and posted are not as accurate. This is due to some circumstances such as: I randomly encode my heart out in my PC and forget about posting it in my blog as an entry; or I make my entries as a nocturnal animal at such untimely hours and oversees that the midnight starts a new day and means a change in date. Anyway I try to put dates on the entry itself so as not to confuse. Some entries are just not complemented by the dates and eventually become as vague as the frustrated writer.
Please be guided accordingly.
Sincerely yours,

Extroverted Introvert
Fickle Optimist =)

I Finally Found Someone

Current LSS:

I finally found someone who knocks me off my feet
i finally found the onewho makes me feel complete
it started over coffee
we started off as friends
its funny how from simple things the best things begin
this time its different,
it's all because of you
its betther than it's ever been
cause we can talk it through...
my favorite line was can i call you sometime
its all u had to say
to take my breath away
this is it
i finally found someonesomeone to share my life
i finally found the one to be with every night
cause whatever i do
it's just got to be you
my life has just begun
i finally found someone oooh someone .
i finally found somenoe
did i keep u waiting?
(i didnt mind)
i apologize
(baby that's fine)
i will wait forever
just to know you were mine
you know i love your hair
( sure it looks right?)
i love what you wear
(isnt it too tight?)
you're exceptional
i can't wait for the rest of my life
oh my life has just begun
i've finally found someone
and whatever i do..
it's just got to be you
oh my life has just begun....
i've finally found someone...........

=)