Sunday, September 24, 2006
task force cello
i so love my friends! they have been such a wonderful support group. anyway, here's a blow by blow account of what happened last thursday in our attempt to unveil cello's real identity.12:50
Almost everyone (by this I mean the fab crew a.k.a. task force cello) already left the unofficial tambayan, except for Dash who's the only one free at around that time and moi, obviously waiting for *someone*.
In my utter despair, Cello is still invisible, and so I decided to just head to my Eng1 class because that is what i really am supposed to be doing.
Then, magic happened. Cello walked past me! Hahahaha! He was wearing purple!
Dash! Cello's here!!!! Run!
sender:me
I'm eating lunch. Where is he? Do u want me to get his number?
sender: dash
Dash is the absolute kapal person i know. She can get away with asking for money or autographs and pictures and cellphone numbers!
Whaaaat?!! Go! But, no! Run!
sender: me
unfortunately, we were not able to catch up with Cello. Hence, the boring 1 and a half hour of Eng1.
Flashfoward to 3:00 pm
Location: the unofficial tambayan at the depression, AS lobby
Me: Oh my God! It's Cello!
Everyone: Whaaaat?!! Where! He's wearing purple! He looks gay! No! He looks hot!
Treisha: You're not going to follow him?
Me: No! But, hell yeah! Let's go!
Maan: Let's buy hot monay after..
Cello usually awlks along the AS walk, turns left, passes by CASAA and peacefully proceeds to PHAN (the dep't of psychology). but not today.
He turned right.
What? He's heading for the frat tambayan??!!!
Syempre, false alarm lang yun.
He went to the Third World Studies Library.
What?! May ganung place?!!!
Hahahaha!
to: janica
You won't believe this! Cello went to the third world studies lib!
sender: me
after an impulsive purchase of donuts and hot monay, i met janica at the tambayan. janica's currently doing a paper on lesbian relationships and decided to go to the third world lib to do some "research".
Fun! Fun! Fun!
After two hours... Janica brought in the good news.
to: me
(bleep!)you won't believe this! i got his name!!!!
sender: janica
as expected the whole fab crew met janica outside the third world lib..
janica: you won't guess his name!
then, she showed us a book call slip and pointed to the name neatly written in print Scott, James
everyone: oh my gosh! ang sosyal!
lowell: wait! may comma after scott, so that's his surname!
janica: sabagay, mukha naman talaga siyang may lahi.
everyone: korek! finally mistery solved! destiny ito! parehas kayong "james"!
just when everyone was rejoicing, my good friend Carlo, the rational one got the piece of paper and said,
Wait lang! You got the author's name. He didn't write his name.
Whaaaaaaaat?!
There were eight of us and as usual it took one MBB student to figure out that we were wrong all the time.
Hahaha.
Cue music: Tumatakbo by Mojofly
I love my friends!
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 10:44 AM
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
it's time for a revolution!
What's with the day? Why am i beginning to self-pity? It's hard enough to know for yourself that you're not good enough, but it's just too shattering to have a total stranger say that my work amounts to nothing. Zero. Pointless. Worthless.Should I blame myself for thinking that I was something good? Should I stop thinking that I ammade to be something great? Self-help inspirational books can easily tell me to stop moping and get my ass of the couch and start doing something.
I don't know. The world has proof.
The world has proof that I really am not good at whatever bull I love- even this blog. I could still not believe that someone or something could easily decide that - oops, sorry but this is not worth anything.
Come on. Why does the world have to be too hard on me? I'm just a kid. The sadder thing is, there are so many kids my age who can do a lot better, who know a lot better.
Should I blame all of this on my grandmother, who made me believe I was so good at too many things?
Should I blame you for spitting it out on my face?
Should I blame myself for believing whatever crap you say about me, and how I am not worth anything at all?
Maybe, I just need an affirmation.
All efforts I have exerted amount to zero? At least, it's not a negative number. I could not believe this... Maybe in the first place, I was just too vain to think that I'm smart and funny and interesting and whatever crap you can think of.
Gaaaah! I want to fucking tear you apart.
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 6:48 PM
it's getting toxic!
i am so stressed out right now. but would you believe that i suddenly took interest in Marilyn Manson's life? it just puzzles me that so many people take him seriously. i mean... well... hello...see, my brain is not functioning very well right now. i am once again loaded with papers in Kas1 and CW10 (where i plan on writing about Ze Isaw).
craaaazy!
this is so not me (maybe), and so not the feminist that my Kas1 prof is hoping to develop within me, but i guess i need a man right now. pathetic right? i'm sorry Pussycat Dolls, but i am in need of a man right now. Right now.
Well, maybe not a man.
Gasp! How about a woman?
Anyone will do. I'll be happy with a bundle of string beans if that's the best you can come up with. I just need someone or something to keep me sane.
You know who you are. Come out of the bushes this very instant!
on the other hand... i have a bunch of "men" who make me happy...
1. Brother - is always my mahadero buddy. he's always there to say something snotty everytime i'm down.
2. Tova- is my fellow logic enthusiast. i can't believe that we get along so well. I guess time changes everything. Now, we're Mariah-song buddies too!
3. Edgar- yeeee... is just the person to talk to about whatever's happening on TV (since we are poor and don't have one at the apartment).. every time i want to have a headache, we talk about all things philosophical and socio-political. Naks, may depth daw ang bata!
4. Buraii- is the most generous guy ever. he randomly treats us to chockiss... zayaaa! plus, he's always willing to get molested... fun! fun! fun! now, that's the ultimate stress reliever...
5. well, you decide... if you think you're deserving to be a part of the list, then go! haha.. (this just means i'm so bored with my life)
i'm just a bit depressed because today, i noticed that i'm not very good (or good at all) at the things i love - like writing, volleyball, and music. that sucks, noh. i guess now's the time to request Desiderata on the radio again..
there's this particular line that says, "you are a child of the universe.. no less than the trees and the stars.."
panalo no! so when Lavinia says "You'll never make it.", you have something to answer.
stay sexy darlings,
and please tel me about your fabulous lives!
xxQueen
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 6:20 PM
Sunday, September 17, 2006
the war is on: prepare to know thy enemy
this week has officially marked the beginning of the silent war between us, Team UP Diliman sisters, and them- Team Devilbears (or La Famille Zut,according to Treisha). It all started last Sunday, upon the arrival of Sharon to our lovely abode.Just who the hell is Sharon? Wait, is that really her name or did I just make it up? Why has she come?
"Sharon" is the new addition to Team Devilbears. She is actually their maid. Ha! Up to this day, we still don't know where she sleeps. Amazing! They can't afford to rent the whole apartment when they own an internet cafe and a car and a maid. Plus, Maman DB has designer jeans!
Yes, she does! And what do I mean by designer jeans? I'm talking Michael Kors. ang gagang yun!
Well, darlings shall we let them deprive us of our rights and dignities??! NO! definitely no! We must fight! But the first step should always be knowing thy enemy. Here's a brief profile of Team Devilbears.
Daddy DB:
he appears to be the most diplomatic member. he doesn't talk much, but he snores SO LOUD!!!! he always sleeps late (well, we can still hear their TV at 12 midnight) and wakes up very very late - this might explain the chunkiness.
Maman DB:
she appears to be nice, but we all know she isn't. she has the phoniest smile in the entire universe and has that air of haha-i'm-wearing-michael-kors-jeans-and-you're-not she is also a chain smoker. hooray for her and her health!
Baby DB:
is a brat. actually, he should be out of this since he's just a poor high school freshie. but hey! it's a package. he just eats a lot. but he's usually the reason for the 5 AM chaos everyday. There's always some "Baby DB!!!! Wake up!!! You're gonna be late for school!!!!!"
Sharon:
is ze maid. she's a bland character as of the moment, but she messes and re-arranges our things constantly, which is unforgivable. when she first saw me, she asked me if we were bedspacers.
Ha! Bedspacers your ass! I replied in a voice loud enough to shake the walls. "No, we are NOT bedspacers. We rent half of this unit, which means half of everything -including the kitchen, the area downstairs, the cabinets. half of everything."
and... dandandaaaaaan...
Grandmere DB:
is the female version of Darth Vader. She looks a bit like Granny from the looney tunes. At first, we thought she was sweet and warm, but it was just a mask. If you've seen Duplex (with Ben Stiller and Drew Barrymore), she is just a few years younger than the old lady but twice as evil.
Sometimes, when we meet in the kitchen, i bite my lips hard and try not to look at the very tempting sight of knives. Gaaaaaah!
Darlings, help us in our battle! I feed on your strength! In the mighty french words of my sis Treisha, "Nous combattrons!"
We must fight! We must not bow down to oppression! Show your support by well, i dunno, maybe you can sport this logo...
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 9:12 AM
Thursday, September 14, 2006
it pays to be somewhat diligent...
guess who got a 5% bonus for the third long exam in math???!!! hahahahaha... this is so fun fun fun! it really pays to be always present and to suck up a little when it comes to make up classes. =)Prof. Alelie Bagsit is the best and kindest math teacher I ever had in my entire fabulous existence. Sir Mercado comes in at second.
Yippity-yay! And now i shall go back to work on my Kas1 papers...
Cheerio!
Later, I must write my creative non-fiction autobiography based on my obssession for my eyebrows!
I might post that some other day...
Please, stay sexy, lovely darlings!
I feed on your fabness! Hahaha...
(Apparently, i lack sleep..)
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 10:18 AM
Saturday, September 09, 2006
ze aftermath
Our dear friend Tova Destaher is an econ (or is it business econ?) major. Ze day after ze fab day, he had a class at ze school of economics aaaaanddd he told us that...both the males' and females' comfort rooms were CLOSED FOR CLEANING!!!!!
hahahaha... We are very sorry for all the inconvenience,lovely econ friends, but it was all part of the fab fun! At least, the school of econ will be part of the yearly itinerary of every Fab Day from now on.
in other news... Yes, I finally found Cello! He just happens to be the most laglag-panty gorgeous guy ever. Everrrrr!
There is always a sad twist for all gorgeous men.
This may be quite predictable, but yes-- he might actually be gay. See,darlings, Cello has better hair and skin than moi. How about that? My friends also say that he looks like the Virgin Mary.
Being the optimist that I am, I just say that he might be metrosexual or just extremely effeminate. Who cares? You have here a gorgeous, UP-schooled guy. Straight or (unfortunately) not, it's a win-win situation.
Let us all hope for better hair and skin together.
In other,more hilarious news...
I just had a dream last night, that through Divine intervention, I got pregnant (Holy Lord!) and gave birth to a really cute mestiza (ahem!) baby girl. To my surprise, both my parents took all of this very calmly, as if it were the most likely thing to happen to me. I named my baby Lowella Sophia Franchesca (hilarrrrrious!) after my good pal, brother Lowell. I was about to take on the extremely challenging role of being a psychotic unwed teenage mom when my very own mother,Mutti threw a pillow at my face and woke me up.
C'est tout.
Before I go, I just want to make everybody else inggit cos I got to buy tickets for the UAAP cheerdance competition courtesy of my volleyball prof! whoppay!!!!
hehe.. sorry,kids! I just really have to watch!
Stay sexxxxayyy darlings!
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 2:26 PM
Thursday, September 07, 2006
ze plan
zis is ze plan.on one of our usual bonding sessions before going to bed, we (treisha,anne and moi) talked about all our frustrations in life. we were all feeling that we lacked passion for anything. so we decided to do a step by step program.
we wanted to try setting small,realistic goals that we can actually achieve.
and,we started with....
(sexy drumroll please..)
cross-stitching!
i was never your arts and crafts girl.. but we (treisha and I) got a tutorial from the home ec queen herself,anne. i got to finish my pattern! hooray for me!!!
we just want to set small goals every week for the rest of the year, and then later on continue to do the things we really used to love.
Treisha wants to continue dancing. Anne wants to start gymnastics again. As for me, I want to be reunited with my violin and try fencing.
Maybe you can do that too.
and as always, plans of losing weight are forever looming in the back of my head.
cheer for me,gorgeous ones!
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 7:19 PM
fabbity-fab-fab!
ze world is zo fab today!fab day finally came and it was zoooo much fun,darlings! we got to dress up and ride jeepneys in really showbiz outfits!!! people kept staring at us as if we were aliens. they actually have a point.. who goes to school wearing sheath dresses with cowl necks going waaaaaay down there??
it's really funny how people judge you or treat you by the way you look,dress and act. The male species were generally more suspicious today. The nice guys were even nicer today. We got really good service from waiters and even clerks in convenience stores.
outside of those "meaningful" observations, it's just really fun to dare yourself sometimes. you guys should have seen Dash! and of course the really fabby-gorgey Topher a.k.a. "Tova Destajer"
it was really funny when we were walking around in our showbiz clothes. we looked like a bunch of looneys. oh, and our good friends from the Ateneo came to celebrate with us. Anjo made the first ever GC Lane reunion possible! Jackie and my bad-ass buddy Eees came as well.
Fun,fun,fun! I should post pics of our escapades over the weekend. After camwhoring for about an hour at the sunken garden, it began to drizzle. And *someone* decided that the best thing to do was to run across the muddy field!
Smart eh? It was just so hilarious to see 13 fabulously dressed people make a mad dash to the school of econ. It was sooo muddy that they had to take off their sandals and flip flops. (Notice that I said "they"? Anne and I were sane enough not to run across the muddy parts.)
It was even more whacked when they had to wash their feet in the econ CR. Just imagine, four girls sitting on the sink, mud everywhere and sequins on their shirts.
The glorious fab day celebration was capped by a feast over at the Ilang Ilang isaw place.
Winner!
I think we just ate a lifetime's worth of hepa.
You should have been there,gorgey one!
Pics to follow!
and guess who got a 1.5 in her math long exam??? Hahaha..
my current class standing is really okay.. and waaaaay high for someone like me who has math phobia...
just pray that i'll be able to keep this up..
stay gorgey!
kisses from the fab queen!
C h i n i k a n i M i m o s e n u n g b a n d a n g 6:49 PM
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
1st Annual World Fab Day!
hello,beautiful darlings!tomorrow is the first annual world fab day celebration! what's that? it's the one day we can all dress up like showbiz people and act all snotty and fab! hahaha... we just "organized" this "event" as a fun way of looking at the imbalance in the wealth distribution in this world.
but really,we just want to dress up and spend money on expensive food and pretend we bring cars to school.
why?
because the cool kids are doing it.
hahaha. death to the rich kids!
you can do your part by wearing your fabbest outfit tomorrow! go,loveys!
btw,abychu... karen o. is the all-time patron saint of all pass out party girls. she sings for the yeah yeah yeahs.
i love it.
sorry for the long delay, but everything boils down to my shitty lovelife.
pics and details to come!
stay sexy.
