Entries for March, 2005
March 1, 2005 @ 09:01 AM
The Giant Clam
Posted by baboysai
A trip to La Luz. Batangas. Batangas? San dun? um... Barangay Humod something. haha. Basta Fish Sanctuary. Tapos? E di un... I didn't get a tan at all. Nakakangawit sa panga. We went snorkling for hours.
Jellyfish. Nagpapanic talaga ako pag may jellyfish. Scary e. They're big. and slow.
A giant clam. Man that was what amazed me. I didn't get to see Nemo kc. Inggit ako kc my classmates did.
The sand. Not good.
The reefs... I've seen better.
I guess what made the whole thing fun... was the company. The whole weekend was a blast because of them. Happy. ^_^
A trip to La Luz. Batangas. Batangas? San dun? um... Barangay Humod something. haha. Basta Fish Sanctuary. Tapos? E di un... I didn't get a tan at all. Nakakangawit sa panga. We went snorkling for hours.
Jellyfish. Nagpapanic talaga ako pag may jellyfish. Scary e. They're big. and slow.
A giant clam. Man that was what amazed me. I didn't get to see Nemo kc. Inggit ako kc my classmates did.
The sand. Not good.
The reefs... I've seen better.
I guess what made the whole thing fun... was the company. The whole weekend was a blast because of them. Happy. ^_^
THE END. Baboysai is tired
March 1, 2005 @ 09:12 AM
Lucky 9 exclusive
Posted by baboysai
Ladies and gents, we have an exclusive interview of the famous Agnes after she was witnessed crawling and barefoot in the bathroom. Read on and discover what crazy stuff she ended up doing one crazy yet boring night..
L: Have you ever played a game that involved taking off any piece of clothing as a consequence?
A: um yeah..
L: Did you have a choice?
A: I always have a choice. But it's between a shot and stripping. Everything is my choice.
L: How did you end up crawling?
A: Well I think it was the gin. It wasn't a lot, for the four of us really. But it was the pace. And required no skill to be lucky or unlucky. I'm not making sense, but it was a crazy night.
L:Will we expect the same behavior from you?
A:Life's a bitch.
What does it take to go to Tagaytay?
1. Randell, Raffy, and Ariel's thesis
2. Tapusin ang thesis and presentation.
3. Libre to dinner ni Sir Alex.
4. Tara Tagaytay na.
5. Game.
6. Rav4 ng Tita ni Randell.
7. 7 people. Noel, Janrey, Anj, Leni, Hannie, Randell, Ako.
8. Weeee.
9. Road Trip!
10. Tangna anlamig, uwi na tayo!
Baby I don't expect that you understand anything.. Though you have the right to an explanation..
But I can't begin to explain, love. I admit my mistakes. The faults were all mine. I have been too involved with other stuff, been out enjoying myself too much, been too busy doing work. But baby I think of you. I know, i just don't give that much time anymore, and I'm sorry. You may be thinking that I don't like to work this out. But love I do! It was just a phase baby, it's all over now. I'm sorry.
I can't argue love. It was all my fault and I'm sorry. Can we work this out? Can we patch it all up? Please.
Math 54 sucks. Big time. But I love it. Don't know why.
Never in my life have I been so unprepared and dull for an exam until two hours ago. Knowing you are stupid, is not a good feeling.
I slept the entire night off, and watched movies the other night. Actually, I lost the urge to even self-study. Because I could no longer understand, no longer catch up, and I couldn't turn back time when I should have slapped myself awake instead of giving in to the drones of the electric fan that sting my eyes and force me to close them.
The Math Building is a very conducive place for sleeping. And I hate the architect for that.
But nothing beats this feeling, like suddenly realizing you're chewing a worm, the feeling of hurt, when you know you've been stupid, and you're the one to blame.
What makes a party a party?
1. The People
2. The Gin
3. The Music
4. The Dancing
5. The Photoshoot
6. THE SPAGHETTI!!
It turns out that after the thesis people end up spending more, because of the week-long celebration that follows... But who cares anymore? Pagbigyan. Sila'y sa wakas tapos na sa kanilang thesis. Pabayaan natin silang magsaya... At siyempre makisaya na rin tayo, libre e.. haha.
It's been a long time that I've done anything productive. The whole month for me was... one long partying session. I don't get enough sleep anymore. I don't write anymore. I don't read much now. And it's been years since I've done any piece of artwork. I feel that I am slowly losing color... slowly killing my soul.
I can't even sing. That's one sole consolation. And I can't even do that. I have deprived myself of growth. Of this color... I am fading into nothingness, I am dull, I'm not good at anything... And I hate it.
Wake up!!! It's not the end! It's 20 days til your birthday (plug-in lang...
) You have more time in the world than you think, nes! My dad used to tell me "The busiest man in the world has all the time in the world." And I believe him. There's always time for everything.
And so, after one split-second... I decide to start my life anew. Of course I can't say goodbye to the drinking sessions with my orgmates..
Although I might be doing less of that. (Too much blood in my alcohol stream.. haha) I should also focus on not only my academic studies but also in the improvement on the instruments I play. I'm trying to be a good girlfriend too. And a good daughter.. in a few days' time I'll be telling my parents about my 9-month (and counting) relationship.
Oh I hope I have that much strength and will. Not just another pack of lies that I tell myself almost everyday... and I hope I can really come back to life. A life of color and vibrance. A life of excellence, goodness, and of course, good times.
Never is a promise, says Fiona Apple.
Ingredients:
1. 6 Tomatoes in small chunks, slightly drained.
2. Lotsa Pepper! (in any form will do)
3. Onions and Salt to taste
4. Juffran? Hot Sauce optional intensity, but definitely can't do without
5. Pure foods Vienna Sausages (2 cans) (But ideally cooked ground pork should be used)
6. Cheeze Whiz Spread
To make incredibly irresistable, heavenly salsa:
1. Mix tomatoes, pepper, salt, onions and hot sauce. Set aside.
2. Chop the sausages and cook. (or if you chose ground pork, well... cook it too
)
3. Mix the sausage, cheeze whiz, and the rest of the ingredients.
4. Quickly put over heat and mix a little more, just enough for heating and a little cooking... about 20-30 seconds.
5. Tadaaaa!
You now have Incredibly Irresistable, Heavenly Salsa!
Ladies and gents, we have an exclusive interview of the famous Agnes after she was witnessed crawling and barefoot in the bathroom. Read on and discover what crazy stuff she ended up doing one crazy yet boring night..
L: Have you ever played a game that involved taking off any piece of clothing as a consequence?
A: um yeah..
L: Did you have a choice?
A: I always have a choice. But it's between a shot and stripping. Everything is my choice.
L: How did you end up crawling?
A: Well I think it was the gin. It wasn't a lot, for the four of us really. But it was the pace. And required no skill to be lucky or unlucky. I'm not making sense, but it was a crazy night.
L:Will we expect the same behavior from you?
A:Life's a bitch.
Baboysai listens to coca cola- the real thing
THE END. Baboysai is fucked up
March 1, 2005 @ 09:21 AM
Tagaytay is a Spur of the Moment Thing
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Works
What does it take to go to Tagaytay?
1. Randell, Raffy, and Ariel's thesis
2. Tapusin ang thesis and presentation.
3. Libre to dinner ni Sir Alex.
4. Tara Tagaytay na.
5. Game.
6. Rav4 ng Tita ni Randell.
7. 7 people. Noel, Janrey, Anj, Leni, Hannie, Randell, Ako.
8. Weeee.
9. Road Trip!
10. Tangna anlamig, uwi na tayo!
Baboysai listens to alanis
THE END. Baboysai is giniginaw...
March 1, 2005 @ 09:33 AM
Let's hope it's over now...
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
Baby I don't expect that you understand anything.. Though you have the right to an explanation..
But I can't begin to explain, love. I admit my mistakes. The faults were all mine. I have been too involved with other stuff, been out enjoying myself too much, been too busy doing work. But baby I think of you. I know, i just don't give that much time anymore, and I'm sorry. You may be thinking that I don't like to work this out. But love I do! It was just a phase baby, it's all over now. I'm sorry.
I can't argue love. It was all my fault and I'm sorry. Can we work this out? Can we patch it all up? Please.
Baboysai listens to the sea of monsters
THE END. Baboysai is sad
March 4, 2005 @ 12:52 PM
It Hurts to Know You are Stupid
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
Math 54 sucks. Big time. But I love it. Don't know why.
Never in my life have I been so unprepared and dull for an exam until two hours ago. Knowing you are stupid, is not a good feeling.
I slept the entire night off, and watched movies the other night. Actually, I lost the urge to even self-study. Because I could no longer understand, no longer catch up, and I couldn't turn back time when I should have slapped myself awake instead of giving in to the drones of the electric fan that sting my eyes and force me to close them.
The Math Building is a very conducive place for sleeping. And I hate the architect for that.
But nothing beats this feeling, like suddenly realizing you're chewing a worm, the feeling of hurt, when you know you've been stupid, and you're the one to blame.
Baboysai listens to sadness
THE END. Baboysai is damned
March 5, 2005 @ 01:12 PM
Long time no Party
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Works
What makes a party a party?
1. The People
2. The Gin
3. The Music
4. The Dancing
5. The Photoshoot
6. THE SPAGHETTI!!
It turns out that after the thesis people end up spending more, because of the week-long celebration that follows... But who cares anymore? Pagbigyan. Sila'y sa wakas tapos na sa kanilang thesis. Pabayaan natin silang magsaya... At siyempre makisaya na rin tayo, libre e.. haha.
Baboysai listens to Pachelbel Canon in D Major (guitar version)
THE END. Baboysai is happy
March 6, 2005 @ 05:34 PM
Never is a Promise
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
It's been a long time that I've done anything productive. The whole month for me was... one long partying session. I don't get enough sleep anymore. I don't write anymore. I don't read much now. And it's been years since I've done any piece of artwork. I feel that I am slowly losing color... slowly killing my soul.
I can't even sing. That's one sole consolation. And I can't even do that. I have deprived myself of growth. Of this color... I am fading into nothingness, I am dull, I'm not good at anything... And I hate it.
Wake up!!! It's not the end! It's 20 days til your birthday (plug-in lang...
) You have more time in the world than you think, nes! My dad used to tell me "The busiest man in the world has all the time in the world." And I believe him. There's always time for everything. And so, after one split-second... I decide to start my life anew. Of course I can't say goodbye to the drinking sessions with my orgmates..
Although I might be doing less of that. (Too much blood in my alcohol stream.. haha) I should also focus on not only my academic studies but also in the improvement on the instruments I play. I'm trying to be a good girlfriend too. And a good daughter.. in a few days' time I'll be telling my parents about my 9-month (and counting) relationship.Oh I hope I have that much strength and will. Not just another pack of lies that I tell myself almost everyday... and I hope I can really come back to life. A life of color and vibrance. A life of excellence, goodness, and of course, good times.
Never is a promise, says Fiona Apple.
Baboysai listens to Annie Lennox's No more I love Yous
THE END. Baboysai is motivated
March 7, 2005 @ 01:44 AM
Gary's (with Agnes' help) Salsa
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Works
Ingredients:
1. 6 Tomatoes in small chunks, slightly drained.
2. Lotsa Pepper! (in any form will do)
3. Onions and Salt to taste
4. Juffran? Hot Sauce optional intensity, but definitely can't do without
5. Pure foods Vienna Sausages (2 cans) (But ideally cooked ground pork should be used)
6. Cheeze Whiz Spread
To make incredibly irresistable, heavenly salsa:
1. Mix tomatoes, pepper, salt, onions and hot sauce. Set aside.
2. Chop the sausages and cook. (or if you chose ground pork, well... cook it too
) 3. Mix the sausage, cheeze whiz, and the rest of the ingredients.
4. Quickly put over heat and mix a little more, just enough for heating and a little cooking... about 20-30 seconds.
5. Tadaaaa!
You now have Incredibly Irresistable, Heavenly Salsa!
Baboysai listens to drones
THE END. Baboysai is nothing
March 7, 2005 @ 12:19 PM
Countdown
Posted by baboysai
It is 6 hours and 26 minutes before I will part with the already short hair I have.
In 6 hours and 25 minutes' time, I will be donning my crowning glory 3 cm short, I think.
It will be 6 hours and 24 minutes before I will be stepping on a new part of my life.
It is now 6 hours and 23 minutes to the point where I will be shunning all the cares of the world, and do what I've been planning to do for some time now...
In 6 hours and 22 minutes I will be causing a stir in my family, though one of my sisters really is ecstatic about the idea that she's offered to pay for the whole madness.
I am waiting for another 6 hours and 21 minutes where by then, my boyfriend will have gone crazy.
6 hours and 20 minutes to go...
ABANGAN!!!
So Life is one big failure... Nah. But sometimes life can be frustrating, and depressing...
Having to shave off the hair on my head may not have been the brightest idea in the world, it may bave not been a genius plot at anything, at may even have been plain stupid. But it's been a spur, an urge that I have long fed to keep from dying. It's a dream that I could have realized that 7:00 last night, come what may. I didn't care much about what anybody told me... until...
My sister called me up and told me to think about how mama would feel.
"You're gonna break mama's heart..." were her words.
And everything just went
! Kaput.
I was left helpless. I could not fight it. I didn't want to break my mother's heart. I couldn't. But the "dream" is still here with me, and it won't die until it will be realized. I won't let it. I may not be the #1 passer when my take my board exam someday, but I will really be a failure if I can't do it.
There's always time for everything. And my time will come.
You always try to find what's holding him away from you
It's only now that I've experienced that being so sure of a decision
can be painful. When you know with conviction that this is it, this
is what's gonna happen, but you'll have to hurt someone in the
process.
As the months passed, and I consider myself to have grown, even a
little, I have learned that nothing is ever permanent. Love, even, is
temporary. Something that should be rekindled every once in a while,
to keep the fire burning.
The fickle human emotion. The ability to return feeling, can
sometimes be disastrous... to existing relationships. The ability to
return feeling, can sometimes be an opportunity for two people to agree to be considered together.
It is 6 hours and 26 minutes before I will part with the already short hair I have.
In 6 hours and 25 minutes' time, I will be donning my crowning glory 3 cm short, I think.
It will be 6 hours and 24 minutes before I will be stepping on a new part of my life.
It is now 6 hours and 23 minutes to the point where I will be shunning all the cares of the world, and do what I've been planning to do for some time now...
In 6 hours and 22 minutes I will be causing a stir in my family, though one of my sisters really is ecstatic about the idea that she's offered to pay for the whole madness.
I am waiting for another 6 hours and 21 minutes where by then, my boyfriend will have gone crazy.
6 hours and 20 minutes to go...
ABANGAN!!!
Baboysai listens to Kitchie nadal's voice... (fwick)
THE END. Baboysai is unstable
March 8, 2005 @ 03:25 PM
Pfffrrt....
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
So Life is one big failure... Nah. But sometimes life can be frustrating, and depressing...
Having to shave off the hair on my head may not have been the brightest idea in the world, it may bave not been a genius plot at anything, at may even have been plain stupid. But it's been a spur, an urge that I have long fed to keep from dying. It's a dream that I could have realized that 7:00 last night, come what may. I didn't care much about what anybody told me... until...
My sister called me up and told me to think about how mama would feel.
"You're gonna break mama's heart..." were her words.
And everything just went
! Kaput.I was left helpless. I could not fight it. I didn't want to break my mother's heart. I couldn't. But the "dream" is still here with me, and it won't die until it will be realized. I won't let it. I may not be the #1 passer when my take my board exam someday, but I will really be a failure if I can't do it.
There's always time for everything. And my time will come.
Baboysai listens to bridge!!!
THE END. Baboysai is sad
March 10, 2005 @ 01:07 PM
What I Need is a Good Defense
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
I've been a bad bad girl
I've been careless with a delicate man
and it's a sad sad world
when a girl would break a boy just because she can
Don't you tell me to deny it
I've been wrong and I want to suffer for my sins
I've come to you coz I need guidance to be true
and I just don't know where I can begin
Heaven help me for the way I am
Save me from these evil deeds before I get them done
I know tomorrow brings the conseqence at hand
But I keep living this day like the next will never come
Oh help me but don't tell me to deny it
I've got to cleanse myself of all these thoughts that I'm good enough for him
I've got a lot to lose and I'm betting high so I'm begging you
Before it ends just tell me where to begin
Let me know the way before there's hell to pay
Give me room to lay the love and let me go
I've got to make a play
to make my lover's day
What would the angel say
The Devil wants to know
What I need is a good defense
Coz I'm feeling like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed to the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of Love...
Fiona Apple- Criminal
Baboysai listens to Portishead- Give me a reason
THE END. Baboysai is sad and confused...
March 10, 2005 @ 01:12 PM
I just want to be a woman
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
From this time, unchained,
Were all looking at a different picture,
Through this new frame of mind,
A thousand flowers could bloom,
Move over, and give us some room.
So don't you stop being a man,
Just take a little look from outside when you can,
Sow a little tenderness,
No matter if you cry.
For this is the beginning of forever and ever,
It's time to move on ,
So I want to be.
Give me a reason to love you,
Give me a reason to be
A woman,
I just wanna be a woman
It's all I wanna be, a woman.
I'm so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow,
Gonna give my heart away,
Leave it to the other girls to play.
For I've been a temptress too long.
Portishead- Give me a reason
Baboysai listens to F4?? haha
THE END. Baboysai is too much
March 13, 2005 @ 04:20 PM
Too Much Honesty Can Be So Unkind
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Works
You always try to find what's holding him away from you
But do you ever see your anger standing there right between you?
And everytime you throw him to the wall
Why are you surprised to see that he's breakable?
Tell the world that he's breaking your heart
Go tell the world nothing's ever your fault
Go tell them all.
Do you always tell him everything on your mind?
We know that too much honesty can be so unkind
And everytime you throw him to the wall,
Why are you surprised to see he's breakable?
Fisher- Breakable
THE END. Baboysai is pained
March 13, 2005 @ 04:29 PM
For Every Person That dies, an Infant is Born Into This World
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Works
It's only now that I've experienced that being so sure of a decision
can be painful. When you know with conviction that this is it, this
is what's gonna happen, but you'll have to hurt someone in the
process.
As the months passed, and I consider myself to have grown, even a
little, I have learned that nothing is ever permanent. Love, even, is
temporary. Something that should be rekindled every once in a while,
to keep the fire burning.
The fickle human emotion. The ability to return feeling, can
sometimes be disastrous... to existing relationships. The ability to
return feeling, can sometimes be an opportunity for two people to agree to be considered together.
March 18, 2005 @ 11:47 AM
HHHEEELLL WWWEEEEEEKKKSSSSSSS!!
Posted by baboysai
kYa GooD bYe TaBulAs MUna!
A life of contentment... knowing that, though I am broke and I won't be able to celebrate my birthday and pay my dorm fees because of that, my parents love me very much as to have promised to send me the life-saver: moolah.
What would life be without it? I know that's too materialistic of me, but I'm sure all of you will agree that all of us would die if we had no upkeep. Nothing to buy food with, nothing to keep us under a roof, or clothes... Sure Adam and Eve survived without it, but if you put them here, in this third world polluted country, walking around naked would cause them to end up having colds and germs and diseases, they wouldn't have any berries to pick out on these grey with dust fly-overs and highways, and there will be no animals to keep them company. People will be repulsed even at a distance. Yes, moolah. And the effects of having none.
I don't want to be an Eve in this city. I need the moolah. God, this is not a want, but a need.
And God shall provide us all our needs...
If you're far from your family, find the closest one to it you can get who's willing to go crazy and give in to your demands because it's your birthday.
1. Cee (and Janssen)
2. Crystal (and Jonathan)
-hmm...-
3. Wenna (JB where are you?!)
4. Leah
5. Christine (and her daughter Karen)
6. Aika
7. Vhanek
8. Irish
9. Randell (-_-)
It should have been Sanctuaryo, but a closet king's place in Marikina will do...
And have a blastingly (wtf is this word?) good time.
(details are undisclosed... other people who want to know will have to go next time around)
After which you settle accounts, since not just because it's your birthday you have to pay for everything... And you can list everything down to check if there's a P175 discrepancy in the closet king's tallying of your orders.
You can go home to your friend's place and have a WEEK-END LONG SLUMBER PARTY...
"It's your birthday, happy birthday!"
-by Randell Joseph Ramirez
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
18 na po ako...
I want to tell you the whole story. Some of you may have heard it already, since I was very willing to share it to whoever I met yesterday... because I was feeling perky. Perkier than the usual state you see me in. My mode:
"Don't die twice..."
On the night of March 29, I didn't study for my Math 54 exam I would be taking on the 30th. I had a good night's sleep. I thought, my exam would be 2:30 p.m. and I had a whole morning on the same day to brush up on my notes. I had nothing to fear because my prof was so generous and merciful she made us have a copy of the formulas we might use during the exam.
Time check: 4 a.m. My roommate's alarm kept ringing and I woke up. I thought I should start studying, but I figured I could do that a little later... so...
zzzz
Time check: 7 a.m. Hmmm... I'm waking up rather early today... How very unusual... I ought to have got up from bed now because I wanted a good breakfast. But when I heard it was pancit, nah forget it. snooze..
Time check: 8 a.m. I recieved a text message from my classmate: 308. Wierd, I thought. What was that all about? I ate my boring breakfast and skimmed on some notes. I really didn't care. I was quite confident the exam would be easy, especially with a list of formulas!
Time check: 9:35 a.m. My dad called, asking how my exam went. I told him I didn't take the exam yet because it's not yet 2:30. And the usual lecture about flunking and blah blah blah. Yeah yeah I've heard those lines before.
Time check: 11:30 a.m. My sister called me up, insisting we go to David's and have a haircut. I tried to tell her I couldn't because I should have been cramming. But she was going to pay for everything... so I couldn't decline. I figured I'd just skim on my notes while sitting in the salon.
Time check: 12:30 p.m. Viola! I had a new cut!
Time check: 2 p.m. I was still chillin at my sisters' place, watching anime dvd, forgetting about my "cramming". I figured I had to go, I couldn't risk being late for my exam. So I took a cab to the math bldg. There it was... I was going to see this building for the last time.. I was going to finish my business here for good! Math 54 Finals here I come!
............and nobody was there... 308, right? nobody was there. And everything registered in my mind like mad. I called up a few classmates.
"Why are you calling me? I dropped math a month ago!"
"I'm at home. What made you call?"
"Where are you? Math? the exam was..."
7 A.M.!!!!!!!
Everything just fell silent for a split second that stretched like a minute... Then as if on cue (like a friggin' movie), my tears fell.
------------------------------------end of story----------------------------------------
So then, after talking to my prof, her last drop of mercy seemed to have been squeezed out by someone else before me, because I couldn't sense any trace of it anymore.
"5 or INC."
If my pre-finals grade was a pass, then i could opt for INC. If I already had a failing standing... a BIG RED 5!
-----------------------------------------so------------------------------------------------
Be happy. If I mourned now, I'd be dead already. And then when I'd get the worst, I'd die twice.
If I enjoyed life now, at least I'd be celebrating before I get my cinco, then die.
What a way to celebrate life.
kYa GooD bYe TaBulAs MUna!
THE END. Baboysai is haggard!
March 22, 2005 @ 08:14 AM
Moolah
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
A life of contentment... knowing that, though I am broke and I won't be able to celebrate my birthday
and pay my dorm fees because of that, my parents love me very much as to have promised to send me the life-saver: moolah. What would life be without it? I know that's too materialistic of me, but I'm sure all of you will agree that all of us would die if we had no upkeep. Nothing to buy food with, nothing to keep us under a roof, or clothes... Sure Adam and Eve survived without it, but if you put them here, in this third world polluted country, walking around naked would cause them to end up having colds and germs and diseases, they wouldn't have any berries to pick out on these grey with dust fly-overs and highways, and there will be no animals to keep them company. People will be repulsed even at a distance. Yes, moolah. And the effects of having none.
I don't want to be an Eve in this city. I need the moolah. God, this is not a want, but a need.
And God shall provide us all our needs...
Baboysai listens to my stomach growling
THE END. Baboysai is poor
March 26, 2005 @ 06:49 PM
It's...
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Works
If you're far from your family, find the closest one to it you can get who's willing to go crazy and give in to your demands because it's your birthday.
1. Cee (and Janssen)
2. Crystal (and Jonathan)
-hmm...-
3. Wenna (JB where are you?!)
4. Leah
5. Christine (and her daughter Karen)
6. Aika
7. Vhanek
8. Irish
9. Randell (-_-)
It should have been Sanctuaryo, but a closet king's place in Marikina will do...
And have a blastingly (wtf is this word?) good time.
(details are undisclosed... other people who want to know will have to go next time around)
After which you settle accounts, since not just because it's your birthday you have to pay for everything... And you can list everything down to check if there's a P175 discrepancy in the closet king's tallying of your orders.
You can go home to your friend's place and have a WEEK-END LONG SLUMBER PARTY...
"It's your birthday, happy birthday!"-by Randell Joseph Ramirez
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
18 na po ako...
Baboysai listens to jars of clay
THE END. Baboysai is happy!
March 31, 2005 @ 11:09 AM
Don't Die Twice
Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days
I want to tell you the whole story. Some of you may have heard it already, since I was very willing to share it to whoever I met yesterday... because I was feeling perky. Perkier than the usual state you see me in. My mode:
"Don't die twice..."
On the night of March 29, I didn't study for my Math 54 exam I would be taking on the 30th. I had a good night's sleep. I thought, my exam would be 2:30 p.m. and I had a whole morning on the same day to brush up on my notes. I had nothing to fear because my prof was so generous and merciful she made us have a copy of the formulas we might use during the exam.
Time check: 4 a.m. My roommate's alarm kept ringing and I woke up. I thought I should start studying, but I figured I could do that a little later... so...
zzzzTime check: 7 a.m. Hmmm... I'm waking up rather early today... How very unusual... I ought to have got up from bed now because I wanted a good breakfast. But when I heard it was pancit, nah forget it. snooze..
Time check: 8 a.m. I recieved a text message from my classmate: 308. Wierd, I thought. What was that all about? I ate my boring breakfast and skimmed on some notes. I really didn't care. I was quite confident the exam would be easy, especially with a list of formulas!
Time check: 9:35 a.m. My dad called, asking how my exam went. I told him I didn't take the exam yet because it's not yet 2:30. And the usual lecture about flunking and blah blah blah. Yeah yeah I've heard those lines before.
Time check: 11:30 a.m. My sister called me up, insisting we go to David's and have a haircut. I tried to tell her I couldn't because I should have been cramming. But she was going to pay for everything... so I couldn't decline. I figured I'd just skim on my notes while sitting in the salon.
Time check: 12:30 p.m. Viola! I had a new cut!
Time check: 2 p.m. I was still chillin at my sisters' place, watching anime dvd, forgetting about my "cramming". I figured I had to go, I couldn't risk being late for my exam. So I took a cab to the math bldg. There it was... I was going to see this building for the last time.. I was going to finish my business here for good! Math 54 Finals here I come!
............and nobody was there... 308, right? nobody was there. And everything registered in my mind like mad. I called up a few classmates.
"Why are you calling me? I dropped math a month ago!"
"I'm at home. What made you call?"
"Where are you? Math? the exam was..."
7 A.M.!!!!!!!
Everything just fell silent for a split second that stretched like a minute... Then as if on cue (like a friggin' movie), my tears fell.
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So then, after talking to my prof, her last drop of mercy seemed to have been squeezed out by someone else before me, because I couldn't sense any trace of it anymore.
"5 or INC."
If my pre-finals grade was a pass, then i could opt for INC. If I already had a failing standing... a BIG RED 5!
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Be happy. If I mourned now, I'd be dead already. And then when I'd get the worst, I'd die twice.
If I enjoyed life now, at least I'd be celebrating before I get my cinco, then die.
What a way to celebrate life.
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