Today, I woke up unusually early from a 6 hour 30 minute sleep-- from which I lacked because of a script I wrote for the Pharmacology play.

I drank, took a shower then drove to school expecting my groupmates to be waiting so we could finally rehearse. Instead, no one was there. Yet.

Nearly 10 o' clock, fire alarms were ringing and we had to go out and perform a fire drill. We weren't able to practice.

After that was over, our instructor for the next three subjects was absent. So for the whole day, we completely had no classes.


And what does this mean?


Everyday is a blessing from God. But this day must've been a blessing from God AND His angels! Thank You!

I MAY be able to sleep early tonight. And thank You, once again, oh God.

So today, I just finished watching a short Korean drama, You're Beautiful. A good one, but not something to gloat over for days in bursting happiness. A handful of eye candy, especially Jang Geun Suk.

Anyway, here's a random photo I liked of a cast member, Lee Hong Ki. Also a member of Korean band FT Island.


from Google


God bless the rest of the week/month!

Midterms are over, and I think I was being a bad student again, so I gotta give it a good shot this time. (Waking up for classes has been an ORDEAL!)

Mikko sent me this inspirational "quote" about a month ago.

Girls are like apples. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they're afraid of falling & getting hurt.

Instead they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground but aren't as good, and are easy. So the apples at the top think that there is something wrong with them, when in reality, they are amazing.

That is why we just have to be a little patient & the right boy, the one who takes a chance to find the good, right apple, will come someday..

But is there such thing as an apple that is on the topmost of the tree, yet rotten in time since that Mr. Brave has never come?

I fear that maybe I am that apple no one might bother to claim.

And is it right that a woman should WAIT for her destined one? Should she go after him? Should she work for it?


Swiped from Hazel's tumblr! :p

So.. I don't know how this works. You're an apple on top of the tree but you make the effort to make Mr. Brave reach out to you! Figure it out!

As for the moment, I shall be an apple (fresh or rotten) enjoying the view from above..


EDIT:

A classmate "rebuked" me several weeks ago about this man issue. She knows about me wanting a guy who is godly, who doesn't have vices, clean, blah.. And she said,

"Do you really think you can find a guy like that? Search all over and you will not find any! Because even a priest drinks wine!"

Ok la, I don't mind a guy who drinks wine, but I do not want to end up with a raging alcoholic, that's why!

Telling me to lower my standards, eh? If I cannot find a man who lives up to the standards, then I'd rather not marry some random sleaze.

There are a million men out there, and it would make me happy to know that there are still SOME that are not down in the moral pits. Men who thirst for purity, for God's righteousness...

In the same way, I strive to be that kind of woman because it's just not fair if a righteous man yearns the loving company of a woman, he'd have to get a slut with loose morals. (Well, if you apply the apple theory, it would be his fault hahahaha)

Hey there.


So this entry is not gonna be a very good one, especially that yesterday was just Christmas day. And when you say Christmas day, you think of love, forgiveness, smiles, and fruitcake.


Nah.

In all honesty, this decision has been deliberated maybe a week before Christmas day, and it has nothing to do with Christmas at all. Why? Because this decision is about deleting someone from my friends list.

This is not deleting a friend from Facebook, Yahoo Messenger or in my phone's contact list. It is removing her from the unseen list of real life friends.


Why?

Well, after you gave me that call more than a week ago, I knew that although you didn't do anything wrong to me, you were still completely an idiot, a retard and a self-absorbed douchebag. That night I saw what you truly were-- not just because of what happened, but everything else that HAS happened.


And from everything else that has happened, I realized that someone like you is just a distraction, causing me to get caught in a web of tangles.


From this day, I decide no longer to love, trust or care for you... but don't worry, I'll still talk to you and laugh if you make funny remarks, or make you borrow my notes. But anything else personal will be cut off.

He who walks with the wise grows wise,
but a companion of fools suffers harm.
^{Proverbs 13:20}

p.s..
photo from SM:

And this, my friends, should be the reason why you must learn to wrap gifts on your own..

Right now, I have three Yahoo! Messenger windows actively chatting, a cellphone that's currently texting with someone, and a Facebook chat.


How pathetic.


Can we change the future where people start to talk in real life, or maybe just on the landline phone?

Instead of playing PSP or DS or listening to your iPod while waiting for you turn at the doctor's, why don't you strike a convo with that weird looking person beside you?

Ask him why he's so weird. Or why he's going to see the doctor.

Then you can make new friends!

I'll try to, though. Haha.

2009 so far has been the most deathful year that occurred to me.


First there was my uncle last July, then my friend Kenly's dad on August, and just today a former schoolmate, Keziah Ang.



So this blog is dedicated to her, maybe a non-emotional and semi-eulogy, though I barely knew her. All interaction I ever remember with her was in early high school where we indirectly shared a laugh about the same thing, more than once.

One funny thing someone told me about her was, one time, she laughed so hard, those rubber bands on her braces snapped!

Here are some more messages left on her Facebook wall.




On, November 26th, her friend Nicole Uy wrote this! It's very touching to the heart, unintentionally.



I mean, it's so sad that Nicole wasn't able to go shopping, eat yummy food and watch a nice movie with Kez for one last time. Nor get addicted to So You Think You Can Dance.

I can almost feel it. :( But maybe before she entered Heaven's gates, God gave her a chance to, you know, watch one ep of that show, and be beside Nicole while she went shopping without her. And Nicole goes around saying, "I feel like Kez is here beside me!! Great!"

I don't know. Hope so.

This friend, Justinne Go, makes the best eulogies!

Says Keziah is good at "making people laugh, miss you, kez!" and if Kez were a coupon she would be a "free friend." Awwww~

Keziah didn't seem to log in her Facebook, though, because she had not replied to ANY of the posts (when she was still alive, I mean). Saint Peter will relay the message hopefully.

I believe we would have been great friends, though. She was boisterous, and seemed like a bubbly jolly person.



And I was deliberating to post on her wall. Maybe it would be rude of me. I was supposed to say "Condolences, my friend" but she isn't my friend, and it would be so weird to call her my friend just when she died right? And don't you say "condolences" only to relatives? Hmm..

What do you say to a dead person?

After a few seconds of thinking, here's what I wrote.



It LOOKS a little rude to me because there is no smiley emoticon. The statement is positive, but if I put a :) smiley then it would seem like I'm happy she died. So I thought of putting a :( frowny but it would seem like I'm sad that she's in heaven.

So that's that!

Seventeen is too young to die. Haven't even reached legal age yet. Lived long enough to make a difference but seems too soon to leave. But then, the Lord gives and the Lord takes away.


BTW,
Keziah's had leukemia for a time now. She was hospitalized recently then got into a coma, then finally angels brought her to Abraham's bosom.






P.S.,
OMG!!!!

Keziah's profile picture and the photo I posted on the previous post have EXACTLY THE SAME POSE!!!


FREAKY OR WHAT!

Monday nights are the worst nights to go and hang out to chill with friends. Why? Because Monday doesn't sound as cool as Friday night or as sexy as Saturday night. And on a Monday night, you still got a whole week ahead of you. Monday night is the kind of night where you arrive home from school and the homework's piling up on you, and there are so many tests to study for, and your retard of a seatmate made you a scapegoat for what he did.

If it's a Monday night and you're hanging out with friends, you feel like you're gonna ruin the whole week because of the premature fun that you had. All that fun must've been done when the week was over. Then you'll wake up the next day feeling terrible.


Therefore, the best thing you can do on a Monday night is to study for the next day's Pharmacology test!

Or maybe finish that report coz the deadline's getting nearer. Or plug that suspicious looking USB and copy GBs worth of movies that your retard of a seatmate asked for. Bend over under your bed if that lost pair of your favorite sock has just been there for the last three months all along. Call that boring "friend" back in elementary and ask her how she's been doing. Or whatever that makes you really groggy.

Because you can't do any of those on a Friday night.


P.S.,
That's why I'm deliberating if I'll go out tomorrow night (today is Sunday), and start doing my fit-for-Monday-activities TODAY.


P.P.S.,
My family and I took a studio photo in SM, and THEY LOOK TERRIFYING! It wasn't much of a photo, but it looks like something you present in front of Photoshop noobs and let them stand in awe of the PHOTOSHOP EFFECTS!!!

WHAT!!!!

They made our skin so white, and artificially smooth, then blurred the cool background for no logical reason, and printed it on cheapo photo paper, and charged us P1,100!

The photo was much better without post processing.

I swear, if you want to see the photo, it looks EXACTLY like THISS!

Maybe it will take me two years to get used to looking at it hanging on the living room wall. Because two years from now, that photo will FADE to a blur because of its cheapo quality!!!!!

Your greatest fear?


Basically, the first thing that comes to mind are the trivial things like spiders, dead bodies, height or what..

But is that really called greatest fear? Do you really measure greatness of fear by how much that stimulus gives you the shivers? Do you consider it the worst if it makes you pee all over your pants for the next whole minute?


If you like to be scientific or theoretical, blah, whatever, maybe call those short-term fear. Then there's long term fear.


That kind where you start to say losing a loved one, dying before getting rich, not getting your dream home... the intangible kind of fear, I mean.


And it kinda scares you doesn't it?

The only comfort I get is that I know God has planned it all out already, and ironically, in the same way, that's also freaky.

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the LORD,
plans to prosper you and not to harm you,
plans to give you hope and a future.

Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me,
and I will listen to you.
You will seek me and find me
when you seek me with all your heart.

I will be found by you.
_{Jeremiah 29: 11-14a}

:)

Thanks to this simple device called OpenDNS, I can successfully load Avistaz now! WEEEE!


TUTOR FRIEND, HERE I COME!


Enter happytown. Uhh..don't mind Exotic torrents.



p.s. Why are smiley faces always yellow?!

YES, compared to Twilight, the movie is much better. There were some scenes in which I was in awe. Applaud to the directing! :)


Compared to the book, well, has there been any movie that was better than its book? Of course not.

BEWARE SHIRTLESS MEN!