EEVEE Night! :D

I feel sick right now. My throat hurts, I'm coughing really bad, plus I lost my voice.

And it's all because of . . .

EEVEE.

Eumi, Aya, and I watched EEVEE's homecoming gig last night. I know the vocalist, Enzo, he's our schoolmate (well, my former schoolmate c: ). They won the Nescafe 3-in-1 Sound Skool 2009. And yes, I'm so proud of them,. especially of Enzo. They really play great music. Umm,.. I look at them as the next Sugarfree (pede, pede *thumbs up*). Seriously, I think they have a long, long way to go. They might be the next big thing :D

I wish they play more songs pa last night. It felt like so,..bitin. Oh well, I'll just catch some of their future gigs ;) 

me. the crazy EEVEE fan :)). thanks to kuya drummer for giving us posters 

P.S.: more photos to come

P.S.S.: I don't really mind my aching throat and bad cough. It's all worth it ;)

Drinking Spree

I've been sober for a month until yesterday.

I just miss the barkada that i really love. I went there and didn't attend my afternoon classes because we chose to have a drinking session.

Anyway, I didn't regret choosing them over my afternoon classes because: (1) i miss them big time; (2) they never fail to make me laugh; (3) i miss being freakin' crazy; (4) i liked our conversation about POLITICS over tanduay and beer :D.

Speaking of politics, . . .

I want to take up Political Science. I used to like politics when I was still young and then my passion about it died when I was about to enter college, and then it's now alive, thanks to my Pol. Sci teacher.

Hmm....

After Mass Comm., I'll take up Political Science. hee-hee *evil hand of contemplation*

Bb. Brightside

Bb. Brightside

Isn't she the cutest. My new addiction on fb. Petville :D. She's so cute. Bb. Brightside :D

I'm not really politically inclined. But, with all these scary things happening, it's such a shame that I wouldn't care at all.

The Maguindanao Massacre was really frightening. I've read a few write ups about it and they're just energy draining. I can't even look at the pictures because my heart just crunch and I want to cry. I just can't understand why they have to do it the way they did it. I mean, others just bombs a place and that's it. But, the way they did it, it seems that they have so much hate inside that they have to shoot them a million times just so they ( the victims) wouldn't be recognized (I want to cry).

Mangudadatu told reporters, referring to Ampatuan Jr. and his gunmen. “My wife’s private parts were … slashed four times, after which they fired a bullet into it,” he added. “They speared both of her eyes, shot both her breasts, cut off her feet, fired into her mouth. I could not begin to describe the manner by which they treated her.” --this broke my heart into pieces. 

 The whole nation and the whole world is crying out justice for these victims. Please, let justice prevail and shed light to the families of the victims.

God Bless the Philippines.

Thank you letter

12:24 a.m. December 5, 2009

Thank you. Yes, my thank you letter to you and you.

1st you: 

Thank you for the deep shit we've been through. I did stupid things with you, because of you, and for you. I didn't know how to swim, so I was left behind stinking to death. I never thought I would be better. Oh yenoe all my sentiments before; how scared I was and how frustrated and sad and every bad feeling you could think of. But hey! I'm here now, alive and kickin' like hell! I'm just so fuckin' proud of how I matured because of what happened to me and to us, how I battled through the thought of being left behind and seeing all my dreams shattered right in front of my eyes. It took a while and it was never easy. And now, as I think about it, I can't help but to smile and think how grateful I am that those things happened before. I wouldn't be better if they didn't happen. And yes, I'm somewhat ingrate to you. Thank you for being such an a-hole (no puns or bitterness intended), I'm now stronger and wiser and more practical. And of course, thank you for all the good times. Trust me, I can remember them once in a while and it's so nice to think of them without any bitterness or regret inside of me. Soon, when we see each other again somewhere else, I'll thank you in person.

2nd you:

Oh how blessed I am to have you. Words cannot exactly describe how I feel. What we have right now is not perfect, we share our own ups and downs just like any other couples. And I salute you for being so friggin' patient with me. I'm not the best girlfriend ever, I'm not a goody two shoe. You know how mean and moody and crazy I am and I'm so thankful that you're so understanding. We've been through a lot already and I still want to go through a lot of things with you. I'm looking forward to the years I'll be with you. Thank you for being so generous with compliments and helping me build my self-confidence back. Thank you for accepting me whole heartedly when you know I'm not exactly the girl you want. I want you and no one else, and I know, I'm confident that you also feel the same. And I thank you for that, for giving me assurance even if I don't ask you to. I just like the thought that we're in love with each other. *sigh* This "thank yous" will never end, it's a long list of thank yous for you. Don't worry, I'll always thank you when we're together. :)

Love me and me

12:50 a.m.

500 days of Summer Medley

They made a statue of us. And it put it on a mountain top. Now tourists come and stare at us. Blow bubbles with their gum.  Take photographs for fun, for fun.  And if a ten-ton truck kills both of us. To die by your side, well the pleasure - the privilege is mine. Bad kids all my friends are bad kids. Product of no dad kids. Kids like you and me. So please, please, please, let me, let me, let me, let me get what i want this time. Out of here, we're out of here. Out of heartache along with fear. There goes the fear again, there goes the fear. What i want you've got. But it might be hard to handle, like the flame that burns the candle. The candle feeds the flame. Sweet disposition, never too soon. Oh reckless abandon, like no one's watching you. Helping the kids out of their coats. But wait the babies haven't been born oh. Unpacking the bags and setting up. And planting lilacs and buttercups oh. I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved, I'm the hero of the story, don't need to be saved. Time it was, and what a time it was, it was. A time of innocence, a time of confidences. Long ago, it must be, I have a photograph. Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you. She's got you high and you don't even know yet. She's got you high and you don't even know yet. The sun's in the sky, its warming up your bare legs. You can't deny your looking for the sunset. Outside, there's a car box waiting, outside the family stew, ew, ew, ew. Outside the fire breathing, outside we wait 'til faces turns blue. 

<3 <3 <3

Pancake Thursday <3

It's thursday and i love it :) it's lazy thurday, together with lazy tuesday, because it's half day, baby! :)

And so,. Eumi and I hang out at home. We watched Michelle Phan's tutorials and we tried doing them (I'm hopeless. haha :)) well, soon. I'd be good, given the right tools and make ups). And the highlight for today is PANCAKE! :D Huwee, we decided to eat pancakes. So, we bought some easy to cook pancakes and maple syrup (mmm). I love pancakes, well, we LOOOVE pancakes :)