Neverland

in case you're wondering

2009-05-13T19:38:00.000-07:00

i thought it was time for this kid to move on to a new playground.

Remember the Tumlbr account I mentioned before?

Yeah. [[ paigepaigepaige.tumblr.com ]] so I will still be using this acoount to comment on all my blogger friends but I won't be updating this as much as before.

I love you still,Blogger. :] ♥♥♥♥♥ <3.

xoxo,

Paige.

cheat sheet

2009-05-11T09:52:00.000-07:00

THE ANSWERS WERE AS SIMPLE AS THESE.

And it sucks that you didn't have them for me.

EVER.

[go ahead. click on it.]

I WILL be paying the guidance counselor a visit.

2009-05-10T18:59:00.000-07:00

It can be defined as an enduring tendency to experience negative emotional states. Individuals who score high on neuroticism are more likely than the average to experience such feelings as anxiety, anger,guilt, and clinical depression.^[1] They respond more poorly to environmental stress, and are more likely to interpret ordinary situations as threatening, and minor frustrations as hopelessly difficult. They are often self-conscious and shy, and they may have trouble controlling urges and delaying gratification. Neuroticism is related to emotional intelligence, which involves emotional regulation, motivation, and interpersonal skills.^[2] It is also considered to be a predisposition for traditional neuroses, such as phobias and other anxiety disorders.

According to Dr. George Boeree, effects of neurosis can involve:

...anxiety, sadness or depression, anger, irritability, mental confusion, low sense of self-worth, etc., behavioral symptoms such as phobic avoidance, vigilance, impulsive and compulsive acts, lethargy, etc., cognitive problems such as unpleasant or disturbing thoughts, repetition of thoughts and obsession, habitual fantasizing, negativity and cynicism, etc. Interpersonally, neurosis involves dependency, aggressiveness,perfectionism, schizoid isolation, socio-culturally inappropriate behaviors, etc.

Okay. I know one shouldn't trust the internet with their pyschological issues, but I'm convinced more than ever that I'm not just your typical overthinking, pseudo-neurotic teenager and that I really am truly neurotic. Really, honestly, neurotic. I Wikipedia-d my "diagnosis" and I was advised to see the university guidance counselor.

Maybe I'm just looking for an excuse for my fears/irrational behavior. But a brutally honest friend told me that I happen to be known for pseudo problems/ panicking over nothing/ OVERTHINKING. And yes. I DO overthink. When faced by an issue, I look at every possible angle, this of course, has now spread to NORMAL situations where I fear I'm going to get screwed over.

Case in point: During important things, like meetings, or important activities, and I'm not present, I always feel like the people involved are pissed at me, or that I HAVE to make up for it or else they'd hate me forever. I ALWAYS feel like I'm being bashed behind my back. Maybe it's my underlying fear of not pleasing people. I have this weird thing where I want everybody to be happy with me, and anything that might go against that throws me completely off-track. I fret about it for days on end and I end up being unhappy or depressed about theoretical situations.

This of course would most likely lead to a paranoid personality disorder and that's one other thing I have to worry about.

Conclusion: I. WILL. SHUT. MY. PIEHOLE. EXCEPT. AT. THE. GUIDANCE. COUNSELOR'S. OFFICE.

Why? Because I think I'm annoying people with my stupid problems when they don't really want to know. And I think I'm losing my friends that way, and that I'm looking at a bleak future where no one would listen to me anymore because I'm SUCH an annoying friend.

Things to do:

2009-05-09T18:45:00.000-07:00

(aka Why I'm totally dead meat:)
finish ringing up pledges
make calls/texts to concessionaires and UPBCO

Finalize trainings
find presents for the debutante and godkid
call up dormitory
get a haircut

im the one in high heels

2009-05-05T06:47:00.000-07:00

*****

why do i feel like i'm the cheerleader?

[maybe you ought to be with someone else]

crush(ed)

2009-05-04T09:37:00.000-07:00

I know. I have a great thing going. And I should feel grateful.

But after a long time I guess I was still hoping for better answers.

I guess, if it's not there the first time around, you really shouldn't ask for it.

I just want a story. But I guess it didn't start out the way I wished it would.

Nagging feeling that it's my fault.

It's like.. I don't know.. Ice cream.

A triple scoop sundae.

You have chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry.

You don't like strawberry, you'd much rather have mint.

But since Vanilla and Chocolate are your favorites, you don't complain.

The strawberry's at the very bottom anyway.

And besides, you have sprinkles.

And wafers.

And as you keep eating, you get to add more toppings.

You get chocolate syrup.

And cookie bits.

And it's all very nice.

Some kids get two flavors, and not that many toppings, so you feel remarkably blessed.

But every now and then..

You keep looking for mint.

MINT.

It seems shallow to complain.

(LOOK AT ALL YOUR TOPPINGS!)

MARSHMALLOWS.

CHOCOLATE BITS.

But you keep looking for Mint.

Everytime you taste a bit of strawberry, it gets you a wee bit upset.

But you feel bad, why let a tiny bit of strawberry get in the way of other perfectly good toppings, right?

Then you see another kid.

They have mint.

And, maybe, chocolate syrup.

Nothing else.

You feel a teensy bit jealous.

And guilty.

But you'll keep eating anyway, because if you don't, then that's a bit ungrateful, don't you think?

I wish I had a better story.

And I feel awful and ungrateful.

I keep tasting that damned strawberry.

I'm so sorry.

[It's a GREAT sundae, otherwise.]

******

"It took him 9 months to ask her out."

This isn't the fault of some crappy music video.

[I wish it were.]

Something better than that.

Real life.

(i guess that's why it hurts so much)

stripes

2009-04-30T01:38:00.000-07:00

That's it. Three hours on the internet. Distracting myself. Not working. I just spent 20 minutes lying on the bed trying to look for traces of you. I found a handkerchief. I wanted your smell. Didn't find any. Maybe in the next room...

zombie attacks and bar fights

2009-04-24T11:11:00.000-07:00

Facebook has this app called LivingSocial where they let pick your top five whatevers. From the usual TV shows to "Top five people I want to punch in the face" which btw, I think is very mean. Anyway, I found some I took quite seriously and I found very entertaining.

Here they are. :]

TOP FIVE THINGS TO HAVE WHEN ZOMBIES ATTACK!!!

1. Dragonauv SVD- when i found out zombies were involved I automatically thought: GUNS! I picked this one out because I love using it on Hitman. I know it's pretty impracticall to use a sniper rifle for a zombie attack but I prefer shooting them from as far as possible. I knew I should have some handguns ready. But still. I prefer to shoot from buildings or from my...

2. MH-60 Black Hawk-I knew zombies couldn't fly so I thought of this. I'm not sure if they could swim though, but I prefer flying. A private jet would be cool, but come on! What if one of them sneaks on board? Hmmm? Smaller space= easier detection of zombie stowaways. Also, I did some research and found my favorite: the MH-60L Direct action penetrator. According to Wikipedia, "It is capable of being armed with Hellfire missiles, M230 Chain Gun 30 mm automatic cannon, Hydra 70 2.75-inch (70 mm) rockets, as well as M134D gatling guns operated as door guns or fixed forward." It got me at Hellfire missiles. I'm in love. <3

3. Food-duh. How will I survive!?!?

4. GBU-43/B Massive Ordnance Air Blast bomb (MOAB)- I thought of a nuclear bomb

but assuming that I'm the only one left or something,how in the world will I pull it off without

getting killed?!? Besides, it's been nicknamed the "Mother Of All Bombs" for a reason. :) One

major point I overlooked though, I can't carry that on my Black Hawk. Boo.

5. Flamethrower -dude, zombies. FLAMETHROWERS ARE THE WAY TO GO! Have you

or haven't you seen I am Legend?!? Besides, those zombies are as braindead as I think, then my

flamethrower is so gonna kick ass. Whootwhoot!!

Top Five ~~People~~ I Want On My Side In A Bar Fight.

1. Wolverine-Dude with the Wolverine on your side ho can you lose? Huh? Huh? He's Wolverine!!! Funny. He's the first person I though of when I saw "bar fight". I can just imagine him ripping them to shreds.

2. The Human Torch-First: He's HOT. Second: I have a thing for flamethrowers. Third: I just have a thing for Chris Evans and I'd love to see him whup ass.

3. David Rice-If you haven't seen the movie Jumper, David Rice is, well, a jumper. A jumper has the ability to "jump" from place to place just by thinking about it. I think that's really cool. That's a power I've always wanted. When the bar fight gets ugly, David can get me out of there in a sec. That and Hayden's looking fiiine. :)

4. Optimus Prime- Okay. OPTIMUS PRIME. At first I wanted The Hulk but OPTIMUS PRIME. I'll type that again. OPTIMUS PRIME! OPTIMUS PRIME! 'Nuff said. YEAH!

5. Natasha Romanova-I wanted to put in Angelina or a character she played in the movies (because we all know she kicks butt and I love her.) These days however, I'm loving a new girl. It all started when Dom changed his Plurk name. I was distressed for a while then he recomended Natasha Romanoff (or Romanova), aka the Black Widow. Well duh. Martial arts, military and espionage training, complete with hypnosis... What's not to like?!? She's the only one on the list without superpowers or nonhuman characteristics, making her triple cool. Another thing is that she's Russian and rumored to be related to Russia's last czars, oh and an accomplished ballerina at that! She's like Anastacia in a black jumpsuit. Sexy.

stepped out of the bus

2009-04-22T03:45:00.000-07:00

BOYS AND GIRLS SAY HELLO TO SEAN BOURKE.

I've been keeping him to myself for a while.

I decided that it should be a time of giving.

Definition

2009-04-20T18:35:00.000-07:00

Describe yourself: .......................................................

I don't think it's possible. AT ALL. There are some people who are lucky enough to be either on one of both: an expert in their field, or a jack of all trades and somehow manage to come out looking unbelievably cool.

I can never, ever, EVER do that. I don't think I even have a field! Which ultimately leads me to the question: "Saan ako lulugar?"

There are so many aspects in my life that need to be sorted out. AND fast. I don't what I'm doing or who I am EXACTLY.

There's so much stuff I want to learn. So many things I want to do. So many people I want to be. And the funny thing is, THEY DON'T ADD UP AT ALL.

I love, love, love clothes. But I KNOW I'm not really good at it. It's just something I really love to do.I want to write. I've been writing as far as I can remember, but recently, I felt like I'm losing touch.I LOVE to read. I want to dabble in philosophy. I want to play at being a photographer. I want to be a lawyer. I want to be an archaeologist. I want to read more about politics. I want to learn how to dance. I like going out. I like reading history books and biographies. I like staying in the library forever. I want to be a magazine editor. I want to stlye clothes. I want to travel the world. I want to be a diplomat. I want to live in New York. I like nerds. Heck, I WANT to be one. I want. Want. Want.

These are not shallow wants. These are actual dreams. I love doing these things. I want more time. I want to know MORE. I want to be more. But recently I've been feeling like I've been spreading myself to thinly. I'm afraid I never could actually BE something. I want to be ONE PARTICULAR THING. It sucks. I hate it. The TV shows I watch. The things I read. They don't define me. At all. I feel like they're too varied in terms of genre. I could never classify myself as one particular thing.

This is turning out to be a stupid post. What a waste of time.

Cat Killing Craziness

2009-04-17T07:51:00.000-07:00

Okay. I just read about this and I just have to react. This is crazy. The hype is crazy. And expelling him, or possibly jail? PLAIN CRAZY.

Apparently, a UP student, Joseph Carlo Candare, JC to his friends, killed a cat in front of the NIP (National Institute of Physics) in UP. He made the biggest mistake of his life, however, when he blogged about the incident. To say that hundreds of people were pissed is probably an understatement. Now, PAWS wants him expelled from UP. People are hating on his Multiply site. Bloggers blog about hating him.. Lalalalala...

My reaction? CHILL. I know. I'm kind of disgusted by what he did, but please. EXPULSION? JAIL? Isn't that a teeny tiny bit too much for a cat? He was sorry. He apologized. I understand that some people are furious but can we please step back and look at the bigger picture? Do we really want to destroy a future of something like this? I'm not defending what he did, I know it was wrong. But PLEASE. Can we please be rational about this? This just made me sick in many ways.

His blog entry:

4th Epic Fail:

An Accidental Crime. First day sa supercon. Lunch time came. On our way out of old NIP I saw the cat I almost killed last Tuesday. Now everyone knows I hate cats. It's an unexplainable feeling towards them. Like some internal hatred. Hindi ko talaga alam kung bakit pero anumang pagpipigil sa sarili ay hindi sapat upang mapangibabawan ang panggigil ko sa mga pusa. I pulled it on its tail and threw it. Then like some pro wrestler I jumped on it and my feet landed on it's torso. Slam! Felt good! But the cat didn't die, well not yet. It ran for it's life and just as I was about to catch up on it somebody yelled: "Pwede bang pabayaan mo yung pusa?!". It was instant and involuntary. I stopped on my tracks. Nobody ever stopped me when assaulting cats. Well I guess there's always a first time for everything. The cat got away. Or at least that's what i thought. So we went to lunch Mel, Jayson, Tracy and me. After lunch, balik na sa kung anumang naiwang gawain. Then Tracy and Mel told me " Hui Jc napatay mo yung pusa". Hours later, habang abala sa XRD, a guy came in. Tanong niya: "Sinong pumatay dun sa pusa?" Bang! Dat was me boi. Guilty as charged. I didn't see it die pero sabi ni Myles it coughed up blood or at least something like that daw. Didn't realize I gave it a fatal hit. This isn't the first time I've killed a cat but this time it's different. It didn't occur to me back then that the cat had a leash. So I think somebody owns it. Well it's very well loved in NIP from what I heard and I just ended it's life.

So there you go I'm sorry. And I wont be striking another one for maybe about a month. It feels good when your beating it(a cat) up but you suddenly feel something strange when it turns off permanently. That's how I feel right now. And maybe for the next days. Dang, am I a cat serial killer?

Links: His Multiply Site

The PAWS letter to the Dean

One of the MANY hate blogs

Lastly, WHEN YOU JUST KILLED SOMETHING DON'T BLOG ABOUT IT BECAUSE YOU'RE BOUND TO PISS PEOPLE OFF, BIG TIME.

Soundtrack bactrack

2009-04-16T23:37:00.000-07:00

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool... and alot of the songs fit with the setting

Opening Credits:
6 Minutes -Jonas Brothers

Comment: Okay. Hahaha. BAGAY. She's the kind of girl you see in the movies.. ;)

Waking Up:
Believe Me Natalie -The Killers
Comment: Weird. Bad morning?

First Day At School:
Sleep -Taking Back Sunday

Comment: Niiiice. Local anesthesia, teases, local anesthesia, teases.... I sound like an emo/punk kid. Sleep oh.. :p

Falling In Love:
Is It Me -Stacie Orrico

Comment: Is It Me? am I so complicated?Is It Me? or is love over-rated?Is It Me? cause I dont quite understand why it never turns out how I thought I planned it..Oh no. Why? This doesn't sound reassuring at all. Is this a Paige-will-be-single-forever kind of thing?

Fight Song:
Pokerface -Lady Gaga

Comment: Mamamama.. HAHAHAHA. Sexy fight song.

Breaking Up:
Fair -Ben Folds Five

Comment: You know you pop into my dreams I just cant get rid of you like you got rid of me...PERFECT! This IS a break-up song. Too upbeat to be a break-up song though. But I'm upbeat.. I think.

Prom:
Turn Swag On -Soulja Boy

Comment: Take a look in the mirror and said wassup...Haha. Perfect rin. This is funny.

Life:
Big Girls Don't Cry -Fergie
Comment: This was a favorite song for a while. :)

Mental Breakdown:
For You I Will -Teddy Geiger

Comment: What a cute mental breakdown. So sad. Sweet. Pwede.

Driving:
Fastlane -Lindsay Lohan

Comment: Great! Driving in the fast lane. :]

Flashback:
Ligaya -Eraserheads

Comment: Eheads=surefire flashbacks. WHOOT.

Getting back together:
Here Comes the Sun -The Beatles

Comment: Awww.... Here comes the sun. It's alright...The ice is melting. Good song. <3

Wedding:
Over My Head -The Fray

Comment: Why? This isn't nice. :(

Birth of Child:
Open Your Eyes -Snow Patrol

Comment: Nice one. I want you so much to open your eyes 'cause I need you to look into mine. Really nice. BABYYYYY.. :]

Final Battle:
Don't Be Afraid to Sing -Stars

Comment: Whoa. Too mellow.

Death Scene:
If U Seek Amy -Britney Spears

Comment: Sexy death. HOT. Haha..

Funeral Song:
Do You Wanna -The Kooks

Comment: So NOW it's upbeat. Happy funeral?

End Credits:

The Good Kind -The Wreckers

Comment: Angsty chick. What?!?

I'm buying a sketchbook soon

2009-04-13T03:56:00.000-07:00

Dear Blogger,

I'm sorry but Tumblr let's me do hi-res and you don't. I kinda sorta still love you anyway.

Love, Paige

Lotsa Skittles ♥

My cousin's lighter looked pretty damned cool I just had to have a picture.

French fries = #1 cure for the munchies

You HAVE to have a sundae when you're eating fries.

Preview back issues optional.

Regardez!

2009-04-09T19:43:00.000-07:00

I have comittment issues. Since the Tumblr URL is totally non-committal, I have the tendency to switch URL's on a 18hr basis.

so here is my new (and hopefully, FINAL URL!)

paigepaigepaige.tumblr.com

move along move along

2009-04-09T11:45:00.000-07:00

I love blogger and all but there's something about tumblr. So checkout ~~junkiesuperstar.tumblr.com~~ for pictionaries, and whatnots. I'll never stop posting here but my tumblr account will be my hipster alter-ego. So if you wanna play pictionary.. Then click away.

junkiesuperstar.tumblr.com

junkiesuperstar.tumblr.com

junkiesuperstar.tumblr.com

junkiesuperstar.tumblr.com

junkiesuperstar.tumblr.com

edit:

Goodness.

TUMBLR LETS ME UPLOAD SOOONGS!!

And more!

Uhm.

IloveyouTumblr.

But honest to goodness blog entries will be here.

As always.

edit [AGAIN]: URL now defuct! New URL! :))

Shower scene.

2009-04-08T01:00:00.000-07:00

hot eh. :)

Mayle

2009-04-08T00:05:00.000-07:00

i fell in love with the pretty clothes the first time laid my eyes on them, so like the quintessential 17-year old of this generation, i googled Mayle and there it was. I spent the rest of my college days going to thrift shop after thrift shop hunting down clothes that scream "MAYLE!!" I guess Jane Mayle's aesthetic had something in common with mine. I loved every piece she made. Remember my Virgin Suicides fashion moment? Yes. The Lisbon sisters would definitely wear Mayle. However, the line has been discontinued, for reasons purely Jane.

“We knew we didn’t want to reinvest in the neighborhood,” Mayle said of the store’s impending lease expiration, “…the industry has changed so much, and the little niche we entered when I started the brand, and the demands in this niche have changed, so I asked myself, ‘Do I want to keep participating?’”

I WILL miss Mayle. And I will always be her wingwoman.

Her inspiration board for 08

edit: New photos added

MORE MAYLE!!!

Dear God,

I want those. Thanks.

Love, Paige.

****

Okay.

That was really selfish but they were really gorgeous and I really want them.

So there!

Not yet.

2009-04-07T17:28:00.000-07:00

NORMALLY

...he sends me an SMS that says he'll wait until I'm over it

...he texts me even when I don't want him to anymore.

...he doesn't put down the phone first.

...he doesn't say he "understands" and that he "agrees".

...he calls me the next day anyway

then everything gets fixed and goes away.

None of that happened.

I guess this is it then?

But I'm still staring the phone down hoping for a call.

Or my cellphone for a text.

*****

It's one of those days where I want to be 27 and dating a thirty something French/Italian speaking, boarding school-bred, British artist/writer/doctor who is madly in love with me and has millions in his bank account.

We'd go to all the coolest parties, hang out with the coolest people and he'd buy me diamonds for no reason at all.

But I'm 17. Heartbroken. And I have to deal with it.

Ten years from now, I hope all this won't make sense to me anymore and I'd look back on this, shake my head and go "Oh, THAT college boyfriend."

******

I didn't even cry today. I'm still in shock. Disbelief.

toner habits

2009-03-28T17:05:00.000-07:00

"Smoking girl" by budluvinpreacher@deviantart.com

What was she doing during Earth Hour?
(Damn that.)
Mcdonalds Katipunan had the lights off.
[Outside,anyway.]
She was smoking someone's first pack.
And left to contemplate on the mortality of everything.

****

photoset2vol6 by lapoupee@deviantart.com

Don't give me a lecture.
That's the last thing I need.
Those damned emo kids write bad poetry.
(What rhymes with "heart" or "rip?")

I like too much eyeliner,though.

****

a drink by radiantblow@devaintart.com

There's no need to be cut up and alone.
When you can be glamorously be undone.
Let's leave it at that.

Facebook person.

2009-03-28T16:18:00.000-07:00

"The perfect girl to be one of those rich, snotty Upper East Side women is definitely Paige. Not that she's snotty, okay. I just think she fits the profile. She is a barbecue stick. Oh wait she was. Now she's got thin strips of barbecue on the stick. Okay, that wasn't an original statement. I love listening to her talk about Paddy because she's so animated. And Paddy sounds adorable. So does his family." - A Facebook note by Rowhe Rodriguez

First of all, Rowhe, thank you. :) I don't know exactly why I fit the profile, but it's flattering to a fault.

To be associated with the Upper East side gets to me in a good way. I take this as a sign. It says Paige, you belong in New York. Im working on that. Really really.

Next would be this...

It gets to me that almost everything Paige-related is ultimately Paddy related as well. And that sucks. Maybe it's my fault for talking about him a lot, but I really can't help it. I promise to shut up about him online or in real life. Unless it's crucial information. Besides, HE'S NOT HERE. He says he reads my blog but he left like, one comment. His "online presence" is mostly thanks to me. I get an average of THREE text messages a day and the occasional phone call. Paolo said my love life is "makulay". That's because I only point out the good stuff. I've been too optimistic for too long I guess. He might not even transfer here next year. Where does that leave me? Alone. For the next three years. I can't do that.

I'm not the quintessential hopeless romantic 17-year old. I have the brain of a thirty-something woman, so my grandmother says. I am not the girl who stays around all day pining for a text message. THIS BITES. I love Paddy. I do. But I'm 17 damnit. I can't be tied down like this forever. I don't want to wait until it all goes too far. I need this fixed. I'm starting to think I'm too young for this.

17 months. :]

2009-03-25T12:42:00.000-07:00

I couldn't find words. So I guess here it goes. I know we're not getting married yet, but still... I miss you. These are the most beautiful words I've heard in a while. They're yours now.

****

{From Grey's Anatomy, Preston Burke's wedding vows.}

"Cristina, I could promise to hold you, and to cherish you.

I could promise to be there, in sickness and in health.

I could say till death do us part.

But I won't.

Those vows are for optimistic couples,

the ones full of hope.

I do not stand here on my wedding day optimistic or full of hope.

I am not optimistic.

I am not hopeful.

I am sure.

I am steady.

I'm a heart man.

Take 'em apart,

put 'em back together,

hold them in my hands.

I am a heart man.

So this, I am sure.

You are my partner.

My lover.

My very best friend.

My heart.

My heart beats for you.

And on this day,

the day of our wedding, I

promise you this.

I promise you to lay my heart in the palm of your hands,

I promise you...

me."

*****

[This one you know very well. Yvaine? Stardust. :) ]

But to see the way that mankind loves...

You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful.

So yes, I know that love is unconditional.

But I also know it can be unpredictable,

unexpected,

uncontrollable,

unbearable

and strangely easy to mistake for loathing,

and...

What I'm trying to say, Tristan, is...

I think I love you.

My heart...

It feels like my chest can barely contain it.

Like it doesn't belong to me any more.

It belongs to you.

And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange.

No gifts.

No goods.

No demonstrations of devotion.

Nothing but knowing you loved me too.

Just your heart, in exchange for mine.

Almost there.

2009-03-24T01:45:00.000-07:00

Chem 16 third long is done with. FINITO.

I have to work on my collection [TONIGHT. PROMISE.]
And I have the finals to worrk about, as well as my OPLAN and my compilation.
As well as the PT and the policies for the Corps of Sponsors.

So much to do. So little time. It bugs me. At least each day brings me closer and closer to summer. So i guess that's fair.

Some good things, though: I got a 94 in the last bio exam so I guess I'm exempted from the finals! YEAHH. And I have an UNO standing on the tests part. That's a MAJOR PLUS.

Another good thing is that I GOT INTO IE CLUB. After that really bad interview. So thank you, IE club. :]

I'm really really scared about my CW10 grade,though. Missing five weeks of classes is sure to piss my teacher off. Maybe he hasn't noticed. Whatever. If I do fail CW10, well... Whatever. I don't even care anymore. I'm scared.

****

And that something.. Well, build on it next time. Swatches a-callin'. 'Sup bitches?

holes in my tights

2009-03-22T02:51:00.000-07:00

Red Bull through my bloodstream

And I don't look cool doing it.

I sound like a bad Paramore song.

:[

Oh well. As everyone knows, im stressed as hell.

So here's tonights GAMEPLAN:

MCDO CRAMMING/CHIKA/SUNDAE FEST with Zaldy

then sleepover at Nikki's.

Sounds like a PASS CHEM FAST PLAN. NOT.

Damn. It's like I'm saying: FAIL ME! NOW!

Oh well.Whatever. At least I'll have fun doing it. :]

Zaldy's printing out my handouts for me.

They cost nothing but a night out.

OHWELL.

Here are SOME pics of that EHEADS NIGHT.
More next time,loves.

With friends like that, who needs to cram?

credits:neanderpoy.multiply.com

Top three boys. :]

2009-03-19T23:59:00.000-07:00

MY TOP THREE BOYS/MEN

Don't change them!
- Enter their names in order
- Be honest
- Repost this so your friends can do
it to
BOYS put down your top GIRLS
GIRLS put down your top BOYS

PADDY. DUH.
Zeke (okay. sige. fine. nag tag eh. :) )
William Patrick (bcoz i know you're reading this right now.)

1. Would you date any of them?
already dating number 1, not really number 2 [peace! haha. weird 'yun eh.], and will marry number 3 if i'm still single by age 35.5 :)

2. Are you older than 2?
TSSYEAH. Zeke's a kid. :)

3. How did you meet 1?
Paddy's one of the best things in high school. :)

5. Do all three of them know each
other?
Ish. except for two and three [they don't know each other]. but they all know paddy waddy exists. :) popular sya eh. hahaha

6. Where is number 1 right now?
My heart. HAHAHAHA. WHOAA. joketime. Cebu,baby.

7. Have you kissed any of them? If so,
who?
William and PADDY! Haha. Sorry zeke. Again. Missing out on all ze action. :p

8. Who have you known the longest?
Paddybaby. :]

9. Who have you known the shortest?
William. Haha. like, 5 months ago. :p

10. Who did you talk to last?
Williaaam. We talked about our wedding plans. :)

11. Have you been to any of their
houses?
Paddy's three houses and tita's house. William-Duh. Surigao (Siargao.. :) ) so sa Molave lng. Dorm ni Zeke. :P

13. Are you taller than 3?
Hmmm. malapit naaa. :)

14. Who's most likely to repost this?
WALA. :]

15. Is any of the top 3 your family?
Paddy's my husband. William loves me like a younger sister. And Zeke seems to be under the impression that i'm an aunt. wweeeirdooo. :]

16. Have any of them ever seen you cry?
ALL THREE BABY. HAHAHA. They really wouldn't be in my top 3 if they didn't. :)

17. Would they be there for you?
So far.. YEAHH. Lalo na si number one. :] and william carries my shtuff and buys me food. yum!

20. Whom do you talk to the most?
Nowadays, si william. Paddy nightly calls only. William an i have a radio show. We could go on FOREVER.

21. Who knows the most about you?
Paddy. Hands down. Hahaha. :)

24. Does have the same b-day as you?
Naaaw.

25. Would you go to jail to protect
number 1,or 2 ?
HMMM.. Yeahh. but Paddy won't approve of it. Come to think of it, niether would wanna see me in jail. :P

26. Do you know # 2's middle name?
Uhhh. TROUBLE. :] tama?

28. Do you go to school with number 2?
used to. :p

29. Is number 1 a really good friend?
And boyfriend. :) Hi, Paddy!

30. Are you dating number 2?
Haha.. nawww.

32. Whom are you closest with?
Paddy. Duh. BOYFRIEND.

There you go. :] GTG na. :)

awesomezeke's number one girl. :]

2009-03-19T07:49:00.000-07:00

okay. since i was dumped recently, i needed an ego boost.

thank goodness for zeke.
HAHAHAHA

SO IM REPOSTING THIS BCOZ IM AM SUPER FLATTERED.

[indulge me. i have very human needs. :) ]

MY TOP 3 GALS(pisay onli)

Don't change them!
- Enter their names in order
- Be honest
- Repost this so your friends can do
it to
BOYS put down your top GIRLS
GIRLS put down your top BOYS

pAigEy!
kathleen...(longno)
crush ko eh! (so white and pretty..)

1. Would you date any of them?
yeahhhh.... but paigey has a bf

2. Are you older than 2?
nope.. younger than all of them

3. How did you meet 1?
uhmm, a set of weird but welcome coincidences including but not limited to yfc, the lib, cutting class and paris

5. Do all three of them know each
other?
guro eh..

6. Where is number 1 right now?
manila probably... ambut really diin sa mla

7. Have you kissed any of them? If so,
who?
nada.zilch.zip.nein.ich nicht kussen.

8. Who have you known the longest?
probly number 1

9. Who have you known the shortest?
number 3... i have a crush on her though... nothing definite...

10. Who did you talk to last?
number two

11. Have you been to any of their
houses?
nope... wait, does a dorm count?

13. Are you taller than 3?
yup! yeah go tall people! hisa gd iban da...

14. Who's most likely to repost this?

some loser with a lot of free time on their hands... wahaha i'm such a hypocrite...

15. Is any of the top 3 your family?
no.NO! well, i consider paige to be my big sister, aunt and rebellious cousin...

16. Have any of them ever seen you cry?
no. NO! STILL NO!

17. Would they be there for you?
ambut. doubtful.

20. Whom do you talk to the most?
dunno.. but if it was least then it would be..... paige bcuz we're so far from each other

21. Who knows the most about you?
paigey guro eh. told her a few things when i was first year.

24. Does have the same b-day as you?
no.

25. Would you go to jail to protect
number 1,or 2 ?
yeah, pero mas dako chance nga ipa-jail ko because of something I did

26. Do you know # 2's middle name?
uhm, not sure..

28. Do you go to school with number 2?
i go to the same school with all of them(well, used to anyway... now its just 2 and 3)

29. Is number 1 a really good friend?

huo eh.

30. Are you dating number 2?
not yet.trying to... LOL

32. Whom are you closest with?

ambut. but if she were here, pirme lng kmi guro upoday ni number 1 somewhere, mabe the lib...

NOTE TO SELF:

2009-03-17T08:01:00.000-07:00

“It always seems impossible until its done.”

Credits: summer escape by exoticpeach

Okay

2009-03-16T06:53:00.000-07:00

Okay. No internet. AGAIN. So I’m typing this one on Word and whoknowswhen I could post this one up again. Time check: 2327H of 12 March 2009.

I HAVE A LOT OF THINGS TO DO.

AND I’M PROCASTINATING.

Here is my to-do list BEFORE I could rest easy for the lalala summertime.

Chem16: Third and FINAL exam.

[STUDY.STUDY.STUDY]

Bio1: Third Exam and I’m good to go. Yay! J

CT15: TERM PAPER

10-figure Collection

Finals

French10: Final exams and quizzes every meeting.

CW10: Compilation of everything you’ve ever done (SohelpmeGod.)

Soc. Sci. 3: Exam and T-SHIRT.

[as of this moment t-shirt plans on hold as 700 is waaaay too much to pay for one single shirt!]

And of course… THE CORPS OF SPONSORS

-OPLAN

-Uniforms

So what the heck am I doing complaining instead of working? Good point.

Don't pass out with your shoes on. :)

2009-03-14T18:32:00.000-07:00

Because I'm sooo happy to be having TWO followers, I felt inspired to blog (instead of working on them papers.) Hahaha. SOOO... I particularly enjoyed that new song. Sorry. Just heard about Asher Roth. :))

Here you go:

********

ONE: A NEW STORY! YEAHHH

PAIGE WONDERGIRL: THE ACCIDENT.

This is Paige. A normal girl.
Doing normal things.
In her normal Chem class.

One day, they had an experiment.
And when no one was looking...

Paige decided to add a special chemical...
CHEMICAL X102609!

OH NO! LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING WENT HORRIBLY WRONG!

She dropped her engagement ring into the dangerous solution!
WHAT DOES SHE DO NOW!?

Left with no choice, she reaches in and takes it out.

PHEW! Got it. :)

Oh dear. What's this?

Are those her hands??

NOOOOOO!!!!!!
Her hands!!!

WHAT DOES OUR WONDERGIRL DO NOW?

FIND OUT ON OUR NEXT EPISODE!

SNEAK PEEK:

Her hands seem to be taking on a life of their own!

Will she be able to take the antidote in time!??!

**********

TWO: i LOVE college. :)

Zeke, this one's right up your alley.
You should be in college,kid. :]

That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it
Pass out at 3, wake up at 10, go out to eat then do it again
Man, I love college

I wanna go to college for the rest of my life
Sip Banker's Club and drink Miller Lite
On Thirsty Thursday and Tuesday Night Ice
And I can get pizza a dollar a slice

*******

one day the rest of the world comes crashing down

2009-03-05T06:48:00.000-08:00

and you're stuck between a rock and a hard place.

I just want to go away for a while.

****

Starting tomorrow
it's all grass stains and sleeping on floors
Even the Baudelaire orphans had a sanctuary.

credits:rubenasecas@deviantart.com

i love you because you're my bacon baby

2009-03-05T02:12:00.000-08:00

"Choir practice babe...6 to whoknowswhen"

Paddy has been very busy these days.
Their choir is putting on a concert.

Choir practice.
Choir practice.
Choir practice.

I support each and every endeavor that he undertakes but sometimes I just want my boyfriend all to myself.

Oh well.
At least he's at choir practice.

Word post

2009-03-04T06:37:00.000-08:00

Since there is no internet (the bitchin’ network won’t let me access it!) I have no idea when you people can ever read this. That’s just plain sad I know. But there’s not much I can do except maybe pray really hard that it gets fixed by tomorrow. What else is there for me to say? Today’s date is March 4, 2009. It’s 8:42 p.m. Let’s see when I can get to post this, okay??

Now, I really have no idea what to say seeing as how things are pretty sucky as of this moment. I guess this is God’s way of making sure I do my term paper instead of slaving away in front of the laptop doing completely useless stuff. But whatever.. I DO have a lot to do though.

One good thing about today is that I FINALLY got that thing that I wanted but didn’t wanna say out loud coz it might get cursed.

I HAVE NEW NYLON!!! Yes. You heard/read that right. After months of waiting for NYLON to show up in the SC’s bookstore, they FINALLY got a new copy. And it’s on my bed as we speak. Okay, it’s not necessarily new per se, but the only things they got are the back issues. Girlfriend’s in the third world, remembah? So even if I can’t get my skinny little fingers on a new issue, I’m very much contented with the back issues. My current “new ” one is the September 2k8 one. The one with the 90210 girls on the cover. No, I don’t mean Tori Spelling.

Jessica Stroup looked freakin’ hot! Then again, she always does.

I have a toothache. And it actually hurt a teensy bit more when I typed that one out. *sigh*

I wish my boyfriend were here so he could do something to ease the life’s a bitch vibe brought about by the internet connection (or my lack thereof) and the excruciating (okay, a leeetle bit exaggerated but whatevs) bone ache I’m having… He always makes me feel loads better.

I remember one time when I was on my first day of my period. I had cramps and I was getting royally pissed with the world. I was upset about every little thing! So I took it out on Paddywaddy (this isn’t the first time). I remember trying to break up over a text message that came thirty seconds after I expected it. I wanted him to call. I wanted him to reply to my text messages with lightning speed. I called him names, spit out swear words like a sailor, and suspected him of cheating on me. Needless to say, I was girlfriend from hell. What did Paddy do? He’d tell me he understands that I’m on my period that’s why I’m having mood swings blah blah blah.. Why don’t I take a nap? Naturally, that pissed me off even more! But I did get a long and angry nap, and when I woke up I felt loads better and Paddy wasn’t mad at me at all! He was like, “How was your nap, babe? Are you feeling better? Did my Paigey drink her pain killers? ” that’s it. No “I never want you to do that to me again.” Or even a “I was upset with what you did please don’t do that again.”

I love Paddy. He’s the bestest. And I’m seeing him again this summer! Hooray!

I know I sound like the quintessential 17 year old with a boyfriend but I’m really really happy and I have no idea how long this lasts so I’m enjoying every moment.

I remember a time in my notso distant past that all I ever thought about was what would happen if Paddy and I broke up. I began to dissect every aspect of the relationship looking for little molehills that might turn into mountains. I was afraid he’d get someone new and ditch me or whatever. I kept thinking to myself “What if he’s not the one? OH NO! ”

Then I realized that was stupid. Really stupid. I guess now I’ve learned that you really do have to take it one day at a time. Stop thinking about the what-ifs that might never even happen. For me, what’s important is that both parties are happy in the relationship and that you have shared goals and expectations.

As far as I know, we both seem content with what we have and we both want to finish college, get jobs… and after that… who knows?

The long distance thing is hard. But look! After almost year we made it! Yay! I know long distance puts quite a strain on couples, especially new ones like ours. I was so scared at the beginning of the school year because whenever friends hear that I’m in a long-distance thing, initial reaction is usually “Mahirap ‘yan” or “Those never end well.” I think it’s done us more good actually.

You see, being away from each other, especially during the first year of college, allowed us to explore other options and experience things we wouldn’t have if we were at the same school, attached at the hip. I don’t think I’d be that open to new things or I’d have as many friends if Paddy were here. Not that he’s preventing me, but I guess it’s because of he were here, I’d focus all my attention on him instead of widening my horizons. We’d take up a lot of each other’s free time. I guess what I’m trying to say is this, the long distance allowed us to be ourselves.

To really maximize our potentials as individuals and not as a part of a couple. I was able to find out the things I want to do on my own instead of making sure Paddy was a part of every little thing I do. And despite being two, separate, and quite (different interests-wise) entities far away from each other, we managed to stay together. I guess that’s an accomplishment, more than anything else.

Congratulations to us, babe.

We deserve it.

I'll get the next one

2009-03-03T09:45:00.000-08:00

OHNOES.

MUST WATCH.

All my single ladies, how you feeling, now? :(

still a rockstar

2009-03-03T08:37:00.000-08:00

So what if I messed up that interview? Let's not talk about it anymore because I had a lot more going on than just that. Let's count blessings?

For starters, I got into the CORPS OF SPONSORS. That in itself is a great great thing that has happened to me. I've been ushering for a number of events already, the most recent being the Pi Gamma Mu Induction Ceremony where only the supersmart kids get in. That's as close as I'll ever get to it, I guess. But whatever, if all goes well, by next year, I'd be strutting around in that fancy white uniform and those painful white shoes and loving every damned moment of it. :)

Apps night was a success. I think everone enjoyed it and I won thumbs queen! So far, I remain UNBEATABLE (except that one time, but no need to prove my worth here. EVERYONE KNOWS I KICK ASS AT THUMBS. MWAHAHAHA)The late nights, panicking, meetings and text brigades paid off.

WE ROCKED.

I HEART TEAM LOGISTICS.

<3>

We rule,bitches. :]

Invest was also super fun. EVEN if I had to fold tablecloths. :P my crush said hi [teehee] and i ate a lotta Piknik. Afterwards, Nang Joan, Rachel and I played Rock Band at Friispirit for a couple of hours. When Rachel and I left for McDo, guess who we saw there? TEIJA, AUDS, AND PORTIA! Whatta night! I had lots of fun!

All in all, this wasn't such a shitty week. I found my ring and ~~I have my fingers crossed for tomorrow because I want to buy something but I'm not sure if it's still there so I won't mention it coz it might get jinxed,okay??~~ I'll let you know tomorah.

HUGSKISSESANDDRINKSONME.

Sweet 16

2009-03-01T06:52:00.000-08:00

Okay. This is so late, i know.
But just so you know, world, that on February 26, 2009, Paddy and I have been going out for
SIXTEEN GREAT,AMAZING AND FANTASTIC MONTHS.
And I'm an incredibly happy girl.
That's all.
:]

I had to do a paper for Soc. Sci 3 on the ABCDE's of love/relationships (Attraction, Building, Continuation, Deterioration, Ending). It was due on Feb. 26 as well. How fitting.
Here it is. :)

ABC…DE?

Attraction

On the first day of class, freshman year, a good-looking boy classmate of mine was made to introduce himself by demonstrating, step-by-step, how one eats at the cafeteria. Never having had the chance to talk to him before, I never realized what a good English speaker he was. He spoke it fluently and with a great accent to boot. That was a big bonus! He was pretty good-looking too. By the time the first months of classes were over, quite a number of the higher years were already eyeing him. I knew I didn’t have a shot. I told myself he’d never go for me anyway. My proof? During tech class (this is still in first year) my guy classmates decided to quiz him on which girls in class he found attractive. He would either nod affirmatively or shake his head. I’m not exaggerating this, but since I was at that table (the only girl there, mind you), I was the last to be mentioned, maybe because they forgot I was a girl. I strongly opposed being judged! Everyone was waiting for his answer, but it didn’t take long since at the mention of my name, he almost immediately shook his head furiously! Imagine the nerve! That bastard! Needless to say, I was hell bent on ruining his life or some variation of that. I remember seeing him in school at one point (and he was looking pretty cute then), my friend and I said “Sayang, cute sana siya, kung hindi lang siya gago.”

Fast forward three years, senior year. Despite what happened in first year, we slowly became friends and by senior year, we were best friends. He would tell me all about his crushes, the girls he was going out with. These girls happened to be my friends. And I admit to being the least good-looking one in the group. It sucks being friends with good-looking people since you’re almost always over-looked and guys are bound to use you to get to them. I was okay with that set-up I guess. I’d get his crush (my roommate!) to be his prom date and stuff like that. We were best friends. Period. Then one day, the school paper decided to have a hottest couple on campus survey.

I laughingly nominated us, thinking I’d be the only one to vote for us anyway. As it turns out, we have a larger fan-base than I imagined. We got second place! Second only to the prom king and prom queen tandem (Yes, they were going out, surprise, surprise). Apparently other students noticed we had some kind of chemistry. After that I began noticing him more than just as a friend and I think he felt the same way. During one of our field trips, my friend told me he liked me. I didn’t believe her, so I decided to go up to him and ask him if he did. I was never able to ask him and I ended up running back to my room, frustrated at myself. He didn’t even go after me!

After one hour, there was a knock on our door. It was him, in the rain, and he told me yes, he liked me. More than as a friend. I stood there dumbfounded and unbelieving.

Building

We started hanging out as “more than friends but not really a couple”. It was hard to place a line since way back then we were already hanging out. We were best friends after all. There was no formal courtship thing. I knew him inside out anyway. We were both playing it coy, watching movies, trying to hold hands, blah, blah, blah. Then one day, we both kind of got fed up and we ended up kissing.

Continuation

Nine days later, he gave me his dog tags and asked me to be his girlfriend. I said yes. We started going on dates, telling our parents and friends. We were a couple now! My first boyfriend! I was his first as well. This went on for three months.

Deterioration

Three months later, I realized I wanted to get back together with an old flame. He gave me a week to decide for sure. I was sure. I knew I wasn’t perfectly happy.

Ending

I said goodbye. I told him I needed to sort things out with myself first. The “old flame” was a good friend. He told me we weren’t going to work out. “Go back to him” he told me. I didn’t want to. I wasn’t happy.

Today, it’s been 16 months since Patrick Fortunato asked me to be his that night of October. We’re together again after that unnecessary end. We’ve had lots of fights, arguments, break-ups, but I always end up running back to him. And he’d wait. He’d always wait for me with open arms. I’m happy he never gave up. Not once. I’ve met his family and we’ve spent vacations at each other’s houses with each other’s families. We’re very happy.

The old flame? I think he’s going out with someone else. We’re good friends.

******

I'm sorry I broke up with you then.

I love you, babe.

pomelos and plastic containers make great friends

2009-02-20T06:23:00.000-08:00

Meet Dom the Pomelo

This is his friend Paige. She's a.... container.

One day, they were walking down the street when....

What's this? A car? That's odd.. Hmm...
[Yes, car 'yan. Okkay???]

Driving the car was a woman asking for directions.

She was very pretty.

And Dom liked her.

A LOT.

And they talked. But like the rest of them..

She had to go.

So Paige and Dom had to make a super, top secret plan so Dom gets the next one that comes along.

THE END.

(or is it?)

phuket thailand (Or how I spent the eve of SAD)

2009-02-20T05:10:00.000-08:00

I know I promised pictures so here they are. ♥

LOVERAGE:
(from XAOXAOXAO, awweesoome my spray tanner and NIKKI, the Playboy bunny)

at the main Lib bathroom.

[Less than 30 minutes into the fair and I was walking around half-naked!]

Nikki ALWAYS wanted a Playboy bunny. Well, there you go.

Nikki had Popes, Rachey had a date.. and I had no one.

So I grabbed William and played pretend.

William had to leave.

I got sick of the inyourface aloneness.

So I left for Jerix's little alcoholic get-together.

Sexy Xao arrived with his sexy SLR.

Tried in vain to teach me to write my name so he did it for me instead.

I love you Xao.

Check out my kick ass tan.

[THANKS XAO. YOU'RE HOT!]

And the "dreamer" tattoo.

"In tagalog, ambisyosa"-Zaldy

Zaldy's Polaroid camera is unbeatable, noh?

Polaroids L-R: the people who came, Xao and Zaldy, and Me(playing with the SLR)

In the picture: the blue Gatorade and the snacks that I don't eat

Drunk with aviators on.

You can't see it but I'm wearing Paddy's Jersey.

she loves you yeahyeahyeah

2009-02-19T02:23:00.000-08:00

hmmmm. highlights?

I have a dress for the BLACK/WHITE shindig.

As well as a new badass jacket.

JAG/LEE SALE!! scored a new shirt. it was intended for boys but whatevs.

[i am so starving this week!!!]

i want an SLR so i can post them pictures.

ohyeahifailedmymidterms.shit.

paddy's.hot.

wifi in the dorm totally rocks.

*****

Date with SEIJI(with Camille):

after the chem 16 exam.

picked me up in his "date car"

(okayywhattheeff. who has a date car!?)

drove off to Eastwood.

watched When I Met You.

[got hungry so i sprang for some popcorn: BUTTER! BUTTER]

after the movie, my head was throbbing.

head of to Chowking for some... chow.

felt super bad this time so i asked C if we could find a drugstore so i could get some painkillers.

got to 7-eleven and then i cant hold it anymore and threw up yellow puke in the trash can

felt better afterwards.

went back inside 7eleven for some Dentyne and vitamin water.

Ate a couple of bites of my chao fan

Seij ate the rest.

He drove me back home.

MORAL: don't watch movies without glasses on.

****

i loved the way the streets looked and the streetlights glowed as he drove me back.

something about him driving gets to me.

maybe it's driving.

or being driven.

i want one of those again soon

oh paddy.

****

so THIS is what a date feels like.

WOW.

blue gatorade and hashbrowns

2009-02-13T20:42:00.000-08:00

Okay. You're giving me kidney cancer, here.

*****

I promise, promise, promise to post pictures of the Loverage 3 soon.

****

I got myself into Loverage the easy way (thank you POPES for the backstage pass), then a tattoo, some polariods, and a couple of drunken (SLR) shots later, i found myself on Mcdo with the birthday boy, where we eventually fell asleep. Woke up at 6 in the morning and took a cab back to my dorm. Set my alarm (and missed it!) for my Chem 16 review. Which i was obviously late for.

****

I'm doing random stuff here.. Because I can't think of anyting else. I have a Chem 16 exam, a paper, and command and conquer [RED ALERT 2!] to get back to. Basically it's all sooo... malabo. My last post was about another crazy weekend. and so is this one. Scratch that. I had a crazy week. Period. What with Dom coming over to visit and all. lalalala... More about that next time. Sorry!

*****

I hate V-day. I refer to it as Single Awareness Day as well. Yes. I'm not single. But do you see him anywhere? Huh? NO. Last night, Rachel had a date. And a rose. Nikki won't leave Popes's side and endured the stench from the portable toilets for him. Zaldy had a bag of chocolates and a letter. I had... nothing. [Except maybe for my brief love affair with William Patrick in the photo booth, but that's an entirely different thing.]

I don't want to break up though.

Just to be clear.

******

Oh yeah. Before i forget. I still really really like you. Happy Valentine's day, shamu.

Whatta night.

2009-02-10T03:54:00.000-08:00

I look like crap.

[At least free drink!]

Paige: Vinz is cuter!

*Vinzon passes by behind Paige as she says it.

Mellow+everybody else: UUUYYYYY!!!

Mellow: Sige nga, kiss nga Vinz if he's cuter!

Paige: Why would I do that? I'm not that drunk!

Mellow: Cheek lang!

Paige: If I kiss you will you give me your drink?

Vinzon: Sige na nga. Picture na lang.

Awww.... :))

My only pic with Rico Blanco and I look wasted.

Angelina, Brad, Shiloh.

UYYYY. Look oh.

You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night

YUCKKKKK. HAHAHAHAHA

No,thanks. Happy.

2009-02-09T02:07:00.000-08:00

From Postsecret. This might as well be my secret, ya know?! And speaking of songs..

******

Taylor Swift has a new video. White Horse. I like this new song. Heard it before on Grey's Anatomy. I like the transition from Love Story to White Horse.

From this:

LOVE STORY

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes
.......

Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel
This love is difficult, but it's real,
Don't be afraid
We'll make it out of this mess
It's a love story baby just say yes, oh,
.......

Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I really know
I talked to your dad go pick out a white dress
It's a love story baby just say yes

To this:

WHITE HORSE

Cause I honestly believed in you
Holding on
And days drag on
Stupid girl,
I should have known, I should have known
.........

That I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you
And your white horse, to come around
.........

Baby I was naive,
Got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
I had so many dreams
About you and me
Happy endings
Now I know
.........

Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well
This is a big world, that was a small town
There in my rearview mirror disappearing now
Now it's too late for you and your white horse
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now

**********

Okay. Emo. JUST DANCE. :))
thisweekendsong. :))
More next time.

don't walk on the grass

2009-01-14T00:16:00.000-08:00

I wanna see you.
Now,please.
See.
Not meet.
:]

Aaand..

Quote of the week.

"What's with the blank stares?" (pause) "Did anybody read the readings?? Helloo? Guys! Hey!" (pause) "Please, God! Please tell me you read the stories!! I don't believe in God but I'm calling out some higher cosmic being, here."-CW 10 prof

YEAH. YEAH.

working on character sketch.

Okay, I love you.

2009-01-12T01:46:00.000-08:00

UPDATES:

Breaking up is weird. So we decided to stay together. So malabo.

I think code name: ADDU put gayuma in the durian candy I ate.

Still, he's a gentleman and he got our Washey oranges when I asked him too.

Sana mas cute siya, but well.. You can't have everything, diba?

I heart "generous friends" every girl has GOT to have one. They're fuun.

And to my secret, only-paddy-knows crush:
I think you should go out with me.
Valentine's day is near.
Go out with me? Please?
Okay. Fine..
Still.

........

I love this video!!!!!

TRUE LOVE! ♥. Ewan ko sa'yo, Paige.

........

Crush? Ganito lang 'yun.

Yes. Your livejournal..

[liar,liar?]
Basta.
I love you na, nga.

{ Paddy, DON'T GET MAD. You know me. ;) }

Lalalalalove?

2009-01-07T00:12:00.000-08:00

Pinays hesitant to leave Gaza because of 'love'

MANILA, Philippines - Unless their Palestinian husbands are allowed to evacuate with them, some of the Filipinas residing in the Gaza Strip are hesitant to be repatriated to the Philippines, an official from the Department of Foreign Affairs (DFA) said.

Foreign Affairs Undersecretary Esteban Conejos Jr said the situation in Gaza is so fluid because of the changing number of Filipinos who want to avail of the government's repatriation plan.

There are 108 Filipinos currently in Gaza, children included, 20 of whom are married to Palestinians. Only one is considered an overseas Filipino worker, Isabelita Balala, a domestic helper from Tarlac.

Initially, the DFA reported that 70 Filipinos, mostly women and children, would arrive in Manila on Monday. The number was trimmed down to 66, then to 13, until finally only six confirmed their plans to leave the conflict-ridden area as of posting time.

Conejos explained that some of the Filipinas find difficulty in leaving their Palestinian husbands after the Israeli government only allowed Philippine citizens and their children to move out of Gaza.

The Filipino women retained their Philippine citizenship despite an average of 15 years of residency in the Gaza Strip. Conejos reported that these women also hold a Palestinian identity card. "These (women) are not contract workers," Conejos said, "These are people who have attached roots there."

Most of the Filipinas met their husbands in the early 90s, Conejos said, as throngs of Palestinian students went to Manila to study.

Despite their well-organized repatriation plan, Conejos stressed that they cannot force the Filipinos to return home. The DFA official said they might face sanctions from the UN should they force such rules.

"In times of war, no other entity can guarantee their safety other than the nationals (themselves). The ultimate responsibility is on them," Conejos said.

DFA spokesperson Claro Cristobal told reporters that the situation in the Gaza Strip is different from the past repatriation plans in Lebanon where approximately 30,000 Filipino workers were returned home.

Cristobal said the Filipinos this time are not definite with their plans despite the ensuing conflict in Gaza.

"It must really be love," he said. - Mark Joseph Ubalde, GMANews.TV

******

Put on your best dress
Just be yourself
You think you're special
You're just like everybody else
Put on your makeup
Show me your smile
Maybe they'll love you
For just a little while

It's an ugly game you play
When what you really mean to say

Is I'm not good enough for you
And I'm not everything you need
Well I don't care if all that's true
'Cause I'm good enough for me

And I won't be your consolation prize
I won't be your second place this time
I don't need you to cut me down to size

Yeah. Remember that, next time.

******

I-kinda-don't-"likelike"-you-anymore.
Frriendsss???
[So mean, I KNOW.]

His New Year's Resolution

2009-01-03T07:46:00.000-08:00

Stop dressing like crap. Ever the supportive girlfriend... Ta-dah! Anyway, Paddy dearest, I think you're onto something with the loafers. Chuck Bass kept wearing loafers. Even on the beach! Hahaha.. Good boy. So.. Yeah. Here. They're all pretty shitty as compared to the other stuff I make, but we're not about the presentation, right? So here. Happy Shopping. (though i'd prefer you spend your cash on me, but that's just me.) Meloves you.

casual saturday's-p by whoopee

Casual Saturdays

I know you wanna don those loafers so there you go.

Loafers look best with dark colored shorts and those collared shirts you wanted.

Best get loafers in neutral colors or colors you'd most likely want in your wardrobe.

You love your aviators, I know.

But more than me?

Maybe.

[can also be used for school, so you don't get too sloppy.]

after soccer practice-p by whoopee

After Soccer Practice

I know you get cranky, lazy, and sweaty.

So shorts, slippers, and a graphic tee will do.

White shirts, black print.

Black, leather slippers.

Walk shorts are best here because they add polish to the slippers and shirt combination.

BE CAREFUL WITH THOSE WALK SHORTS PRINTS!

Again, less is more.

Add Ralph Lauren for extra oomph.

hanging out with your favorite girl-p by whoopee

Hanging Out with Your Favorite Girl

*cough cough

I cannot stress anymore on the importance of white shirts.

Or any shirt in a good, solid color.

If you find a shirt that fits you perfectly, BUY THEM IN EVERY (GOOD) FREAKIN' COLOR!

Dark jeans look sexy. Swear.

They even make your Stan Smiths look better.

A good sweater makes a difference. You were right about the stripes,love. So go!

Can be used for "lab days" for school.

As well as family things.

Remember: Throw on that cardigan/jacket!

They make all the difference between "school" and "occasion".

Accessorize! That's why you have TWO watches.

Aviators still rule.

P.S. If you still use that green backpack of yours, now's the best time to say buhbye.

Opt for a good messenger bag.

Preferrably in dark colors so it doesn't show when it's dirty.

******

I know I sound bossy, but I'd still like you even if you wore a sheet.Wait. I'd actually PREFER the sheet. Hahaha.. Kidding. Tap. Tap. Tap. :))

Super Bounce Out!

2009-01-03T02:20:00.000-08:00

http://xroads.virginia.edu/~HYPER/Fitzgerald/jazz/tarquin/tarquin1.htm

kick it.

2009-01-01T22:52:00.000-08:00

you know when you're supposed to be happy but you're not because all the important people you just learned to value happened to not give a shit about you? wait. you'll never have to go through that. im praying you never will. if God really cares, He'd at least be nicer to you. And give you less bullshit than He gave me. Happy New Year.

procastinator, procastinator.

2009-01-01T19:54:00.000-08:00

Fine. I know I promised that I would be less shallow but I just saw (yes, late. iknow.) Britney's new video. Circus. So there. I liked what i saw, and that led to me checking out MORE videos instead of working on CW10. I'll be a good person and put them up here. Like that.

I can't embed Circus so I'm putting up Katy Perry's Hot n' Cold..

Because I like this one and i think my crush reads my blog.

Sometimes.

We are hot and cold, baby. You and me.

I like this one, too. I have shining sta-ar in my head.

Live Your Life. :))

[And please stay out of mine.]

That's it.

i'm your bad habit

2008-12-29T21:15:00.000-08:00

him:how about a kiss? hahahahaha
her:I don't even know you! hahahahaha
Familiar? Hahaha ;)

*****
Aww. You're in love. That's cute. Real cute. P.S. I'm STILL stalking your ex.
*****

Ilikeyouagain,friends?

*****

Mica, remember this? (Nerd on right is me.)
I miiisss youuuu!

[credits: seastar08.multiply.com]

Boarding School

2008-12-28T16:25:00.000-08:00

Boarding School by whoopee

See that new widget i added? yes! the one on the left!
Under the "My Brain's Made of Andy Warhol".
That's Polyvore,dears. :)
My new funnest game.
I'll be posting more sets soon.
This one's not my first but lots people liked this one.
(okay, three, but that's a great start for someone who just posted it on a group yaknow. :) )

off the bus

2008-12-27T20:07:00.000-08:00

i need to be more specific with my goals. i kept saying how i want next year to be great. how i want to do all these things and shit, but i realized i really need to get off my bum and DO something. I can't remember the last time i went all out on something. i'll be the first to admit that i just manage to scrape enough effort to get a so-so in almost every task that i undertake. i feel like i'm cheating myself sometimes. there are things that im notso good at but i think they deserve a certain effort as well. last sem's 3 was really awful. i need to kick it in high gear this year.

1. GOD.-CHURCH. PRAY.

2.Family-take time to check in on them once in a while. text daddy(and not just to ask for allowance!), be nicer to my sister.

3.Friends-APPRECIATE. SAY THANK YOU.

4.Boyfriend-be nicer and remind him his girlfriend is crazy 'bout him.

5.Acads-do some actual studying! work your ass off. this first before anything else!

i'm healthy. my family's great and they support my every move. I'm in UP (studying in a course i love!), the best University in the country. My life, though it has it's downs has really been pretty much a treat. I have great friends who make up the best support group that a girl can have. Patrick is a wonderful guy with a wonderful family. I'M PRETTY GOSH-DARNED BLESSED! THANK YOU LORD. i guess when i complain of the crap i have to go through, i don't take time to look around and thank God for the little and important things He gave me. I guess 2009 ought to be payback time for all that He's done for me and for the people I love. I promise to make the best of next year. Gosh, I hope I pull this one off.

There's nothing wrong with being a good person.

2008-12-27T02:27:00.000-08:00

I don't know why it's hard for me to be one. I want to be the type that goes around spreading love. Nobody really thought I could do that. So here are New Year's Resolutions.. Kind of.

1. Pray. Go to mass. Really go to mass.

2.Deliberate before doing anything or saying anything.

3.Stop making it up as I go along and take control.

4.carpe diem.

5.Study.

OMG.

2008-12-26T13:18:00.000-08:00

I know right? I checked out his facebook and his "friend" (I'm totally getting busted for this!!) posted on his wall! (Awwww.. Soo cute.) I was shocked to the highest power that I freaked.. Okay. Enough. Giving myself away already!

*******

I like reading celebrity blogs. And a certain blog makes me wanna eat cake. Guess, guess. Anyway, I was following Lily Allen's blog on Myspace when I checked out Katy Perry's blog. She looks cuute! Really. Now I feel like I'm cheating on Lily Allen. Oh well. The screenshots look really tiny though.

*******

I've been feeling more of a loser lately. This isn't my fault? Maybe. I wanna wrap all of you up in re-used Christmas wrapper and ship you off to Easter Island.

Wait. The Bermuda Triangle. So you'd be lost forever.

******
P.S. I love it when you say *bleeep*. To me it sounds like "I love you." I pretend it does.

[Paddy, this isn't you. But you know this. And only you know this because Imma tell you when you wake up. Benefits of having your best friend and boyfriend all rolled into one.]

I forgot what your prom dress looked like.

2008-12-26T01:32:00.000-08:00

I was rooting for you, you know. Just thought you should know that before you go around hurting people. Never did I say ANYTHING AGAINST YOU. And I would totally be there. You know that. You do. I wish you'd think about that. I don't even hate you right now. I'm just upset. Though hating you would be easier. But that doesn't make me any better than you, right?

ugh. you're fat.

2008-12-18T01:10:00.000-08:00

I hate you ha. Dati diba cool ka? GO AWAY. BIG FAT LOOOOSSEEEERRRR!!!
I'm super hating on someone and it's bloody stupid.
Boy pa naman.
Matanda pa naman.

Chapter ka! Chapter!

[Note: There's TWO of them. Haha. And one of 'em I see in UP! (twice a week, first thing in the morning! Hahaha.. Gets??)]

*****

{This is my hate face. SOOO Pretty noh?}

[credits: My blockmate, ashtrudweh.]

lieusir.

2008-12-09T22:48:00.000-08:00

You stopped being cool when I saw you were fat.

Not cute, aww fat, but FAT manager fat.

Ewie.

{I'm bitter. Be nice to me again and make me grin. Not smile, grin. Then maybe you'll be cute again.}

But for now...

I'm liking jocks.

The studs who have mucho money, sexy cars, and hot bodies.

Angel wings optional.

I loved you,kisses. :))

(insert evil laugh)

talking to myself

2008-12-08T01:40:00.000-08:00

You need help, sexy.

(You like that word, "sexy") Hahaha!

Blow me sweet smoke ring kisses and beautiful dreamer tattoos.

Soon, princess. Soon.

Neurosis is SEXY.

2008-12-08T00:25:00.000-08:00

it is. I make it so.

Pohsha dahling has been training me NOT to think so much.

We have not thinking excercises (ball or pen?)

Anyway.

I passed the Corps Level Interview.

Another one this Saturday.

Fingers crossed.

After that, it's all good, baby.

Patrick David

2008-11-24T02:48:00.000-08:00

Tell me it's "pointless" one more time, and I'm kicking your huge Trekkie butt.

Love, Paige

79 and proud.

2008-11-13T02:23:00.000-08:00

Number one:

I am currently taking Soc. Sci. 3. That's a Gender and Sexuality class. No regrets here. I actually like it. Today, we were asked by our teacher to write the first thing that came to out head whenever we hear the word sex. I wrote down "KIDS.". As an afterthought, I added "and Juno" to it. This is is really true, I mean, as soon as she said "Sex." I automatically had flashbacks of single-moms, crying children, and me with a huge belly. Then Juno. I don't know how the heck it ended up like that but pregnancy scares the shit out of me.

We had homework for that class too. We had to answer the Sexual Opinion Survey. This survey will give you a rough estimate on how erotophobic or erotophilic you are. The middle ground of the spectrum is 63 ( (erotophobic) 0 - 126(erotophilic) ). Take note though, being erotophilic does not mean in anyway that you are some sort of sex addict. It only means that you are more open to talk about sex. Being erotophobic does not imply that you run away, screaming whenever there are sexual things involved. It means that you are pretty reserved about the topic and that the topic of sex brings you anxiety of some sort. My score? 79. Fairly erotophilic.

I was surprised with my score. The first time, I got a score of 84. But after retaking the darned survey three times, I got 79 as my final score. The class, today, was asked to line up in order of the score. From highest to the lowest SOS score. We have a Safe Space Rule so I can't really tell you how my classmates fared. I can,however, reveal that I was pretty much among the top 15 people who got the highest scores in class. I guess I'm pretty open to it. I hope this doesn't mean anything bad in any way. I'm actually pretty proud of myself. You see, studies showed that erotophilic people tend to have higher chances of having unplanned pregnancies.

What? If they're erotophilic, how the heck do they end up having unplanned pregnancies? The study conducted did a test on several male college students. They were asked to answer the survey and as it turned out, the erotophobic men had a hard time buying condoms as compared to the erotophilic ones. The study also showed that erotophilic women were more likely to breast feed their children. This is because they do not feel discomfort in exposing themselves if the need arises.

Number two:

I've decided to let the RH Bill thing go. And I've decided at last on what side I am on.

And I'm for it. Period.

Why? Well. The RH Bill had it's good effects on me. After reading all about the bill, I was able to gain much information on family planning, teenage pregnancies, abortions and the like. I was made aware of the horrid consequences of irresponsible sex. Contrary to popular belief, reading about sexuality and being educated about it made me more vigilant in saving sex for marriage. I am aware of it's consequences and I do not think I'm ready for them. I'm not willing to have everything I have for me go down the drain. I don't like the thought of having an abortion. I know I have the choice on what to say yes or no to.

There you go. I know sex. I've read about it. And I know it's not something that should be taken irresponsibly or lightly. As human beings I know it's natural for us to have desires and whatnot. I'm not against that. Whatever others decide, it's up to them. But I know where I stand.

frosted glass is sexy.

2008-11-12T00:49:00.000-08:00

RM.

He pushed me...

...into the boy's bathroom once.

And blocked the door.

[You see, we dress up for exams. *sigh.]

and more Karen because she's my dark alter-ego.

Karen: I know. Let's take pictures of us eating all this food and then show it to some homeless person.
Jack: Karen. You are such a female Jesus.

Karen: Grace that blouse hurts like a hangover.

Karen: You know what else is sad? Poor people who have dreams.
[pause]
Karen: Well that's not sad as much as it is extremely funny.

Karen: OK, rule number one. Unless you're served in a frosted glass, never come within four feet of my lips.

Grace: You said that money is no object.
Karen: Oh honey, that's just a saying, like 'Ooh. That sounds like fun.' or 'I love you'.

Karen: [to Jack] Oh, Honey. You're simple, you're shallow and you're a common whore. That's why we're soul mates.

Karen: She's gone to Mexico for face-lifts so many times, I'll bet if you whacked her head with a stick, prizes would fall out.

spin me fast, get me drunk.

2008-11-11T23:20:00.000-08:00

then please kiss me.

I have so many things in my head that really, really, need sorting out. Really.
Take last night for example, I had this really weird dream where I happened to just end up kissing three guys.
Guys I would never really think of kissing.
But then again, I have a boyfriend.
Who I did NOT kiss in said dream.
Weird.
They were pretty bad kisses too.Yucky and awkward. Not sexy at all.
Maybe this is karma for kind-of cheating on Paddy in my dreams.
Yucky kisses with the strangest of people.

Oh. And somebody sorta cheated on me too. This is for you, you motherchucker.
[If I see you there with another girl again and you ignore me, I will stab you with my plastic fork and dump Carbonara and tasty chicken all over your dead body.]

I took the Polaroid down in my room
I'm pretty sure you have a new girlfriend
it's not as if I don't like you
it just makes me sad whenever I see it
cuz I like to be gone most of the time
and you like to be home most of the time
if I stay in one place I lose my mind
I'm a pretty impossible lady to be with.

Kimya Dawson has the best lyrics.

I love Karen Walker too...

"I'm not good or real... I'm evil, and imaginary. "

"Oh honey, I have a fake laugh with your name written all over it. "

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat cleaned up, showered, exfoliated, powdered, lipsticked, Gucci'd and dragged in. "

" [storming angrily out of the Principal's Office] You dragged me down to this God-forsaken place to tell me my kids made the Honor Roll? Honey, my time is precious, call me when one of them gives birth at the prom! "

[credits: blackfia.multiply.com for the pic.]

For Roberto: My Homie and forever real political sparring partner

2008-11-07T21:42:00.000-08:00

Roberto is the main reason why I do the things I do and read the things I read.. He likes the RH Bill just as much as I did/do (whatever I don't know anymore) and he was soo rooting for Obama too. When he found out I signed the ANTI-RH Bill petition, he laughed at me and shook his head. He didn't object when I called myself a hypocrite, because technically, I am. I think I should stick to clothes and not meddle in things bigger than me anymore because I really can't formulate any opinions of my own. I get easily influenced by people I admire. I suck up that way. Haha... Now I have it in my head that I am pretty guilty of blind idolatry when it came to the McCain-Obama thing. And that maybe I am stupid and mindless. [Note: Ting, I'm not saying you are too. I bet you have good reasons for rooting for Obama, but I don't think I do.]

Oh well.

Shit.

Elections are done.

And I was totally the Obama girl.

And I DO HAVE A LIFE THANKYOUVERYMUCH.

Go to hell Obama.

I hate you now. [This is sooo your fault. I'm now racist because of you!]

The video that made me realize how useless I was.

Ting: I posted this one because you have a good sense of humor (very much like mine actually...) and this video made me laugh, like, really hard. So I bet you'd like it too.
[Credits: Dominique]

Obama Win Causes Obsessive Supporters To Realize How Empty Their Lives Are

Aaaaannndd here are Obama girl videos. She's really funny and pretty hot. So I really think you'll like her too.

This one's my favorite of them all. "I've got a crush on Obama" MUST WATCH. Hahaha.. [Ew.Ew.Ew.] Sing-a-long: "So black and sexy, you’re so fine ‘cause I’ve got a crush on Obama I cannot wait, 'til 2008 baby you’re the best candidate"

This one was when Obama won. "Yes we did"

Well, that was insightful.

P.S. Is it true that most Republicans are Freemasons? If that's true, then they're cool now. :p

Obama won.

2008-11-04T20:58:00.000-08:00

Dangnabit.
Sit back.
Chillax.
I knew it. :)

Percent.

2008-11-03T17:31:00.000-08:00

I'm such a sellout.
I signed the petition against the Reproductive Health Bill.
I don't know why I do things anymore.
Crap.

Dear crush,

2008-11-01T05:18:00.000-07:00

I like hearing about you. A lot. Hahahaha.. OMG. I'm so serious na. If we meet, I will absolutely die. I think I'll see you on my wedding day. (If I marry Paddy, that is.) You're totally invited! Shucks. Am I saying too much? Am I giving myself away? Nooooo! Hahaha... I can't wait til Paddy gets home so we can make kwento. :)) I love my boyfriend.

My biggest fear?

2008-10-31T08:00:00.000-07:00

From my Multiply:

I've seen both sides of the coin.

And I've forgotten what it was like to lose someone that was your everything.

This is a selfish sentiment more than ever:
But I can't possibly imagine growing without Paddy.
I don't wanna break up with him.

EVER.

I've seen happy people break up.
It effing sucks.

[ Dear God:
Please let me be as stubborn as ever 200 million years from now and onto eternity.
(this is how long i plan to stick with Paddy).

Please don't let me lose the one I love like shake, shake fries.

Please remember that he loves me like seashells and goldfish.

I'm sorry I made him cry.
I'm sorry I don't seem to take care of him.

I promise to be better.

Please don't let us break up.

EVER. ]

******

Yeah. I'm pretty paranoid. I know. But it's happened to the best of us. And I don't want it to

happen to me. EVER. I'm perfectly happy. Very happy. Please God. Please.

PADDY! CALL ME!

2008-10-30T22:31:00.000-07:00

I just Googled my secret crush's (ex?) girlfriend.
I was so happy with what I found.
It's craazy boy. Whooot.
I've been ringing up Paddy to call me so I can make kwento.
He's my super best friend. ONLY HE KNOWS WHO MY CRUSH IS. Hahaha..
Baby, CALL ME!
NOW!
I have chika. :))

Let's play a game.

2008-10-30T21:16:00.000-07:00

I have a secret. And only Paddy knows. I have a crush on my idol. Aaaaaaand it's NOT Paddy, mind you. Who's that guy??? :)) *sigh Paddy approves, btw.

[Note: USELESS POST. but I can't post this on multiply. 'stoo secret. haha]

Letterman

2008-10-30T09:00:00.000-07:00

I'm watching McCain on David Letterman. I really am pretty clueless on this. I just know that I'd probably get along with Obama. Maybe. I guess I should know better than to meddle with things such as American politics. I get too involved I guess. Right now, tabs on my browser are those of McCain and Obama websites and Facebook (Obama) accounts. I need to talk to someone, fast. Somebody to clear this up for me. I get swayed a lot when people I admire don't support the same advocacies as I do. I mean, I admire these people because I think they're smart, opinionated individuals. Then I find out they have pretty good arguments that contradict my own. Then I begin to doubt myself. So it gets pretty crazy. I have issues. These are my formative years, people! Do you know where I can get a political debate sparring partner?

Screw you, paige.

2008-10-27T18:34:00.000-07:00

I give up. Stupid girl. No opinions this day forward.

makes sense.

2008-10-23T21:41:00.000-07:00

Why I like watching Grey's Anatomy.

Yes. Horrible things DO happen. Happiness in the face of all of that? That's not the goal. Feeling the horrible and knowing that you’re not gonna die from those feelings...that’s the point.
-Dr. Wyatt

There’s a little animal in all of us and maybe that’s something to celebrate. Our animal instinct is what makes us seek comfort, warmth, a pack to run with. We may feel caged, we may feel trapped, but still as humans we can find ways to feel free. We are each other’s keepers, we are the guardians of our own humanity and even though there’s a beast inside all of us, what sets us apart from the animals is that we can think, feel, dream and love. And against all odds, against all instinct, we evolve.
-Meredith

Deep down, everyone wants to believe they can be hardcore. But being hardcore isn't just about being tough - it's about acceptance. Sometimes you have to give yourself permission to not be hardcore for once. You don't have to be tough every minute of every day. It's okay to let down your guard. In fact, there are moments when it's the best thing you can possibly do - as long as you choose your moments wisely.
-Meredith

Some days the whole world seems upside down. And then some how, and probably, and when you least expect it, the world rights itself again.
-Meredith

The contest is a lions' fight. So chin up, put your shoulders back, walk proud, strut a little. Don't lick your wounds, celebrate them. The scars you bear are the signs of a competitor. You were in a lions' fight, Stevens. Just because you didn't win doesn't mean you don't know how to roar.
-Webber

It's good to be scared. It means you still have something to lose.
-Chief

Forgive and forget. That's what they say. It's good advice, but it's not very practical. When someone hurts us, we want to hurt them back. When someone wrongs us, we want to be right. Without forgiveness old scores never settle. Old wounds never heal, and the most we can hope for is that someday we'll be lucky enough to forget.
-Meredith

sifting through the dead

2008-10-23T01:04:00.000-07:00

has got to be the most hilarious activity. Really. So you ask me why. tsk. Blindness is.

credits: 573ph4n13@deviantart.com

here we go

2008-10-22T18:50:00.000-07:00

Reservations. I'm not one to be known for reservations. But this time I have a great excuse. I don't want to take a dive in the shark tank again. EVER. I absolutely hate the BS that comes with it. And I'm perfectly happy with what I have so far. Really. So can I say I've moved past that? I'm not so sure. Okay? And I hate coming up with regrets. Some are not exactly my best people. They have this brilliant tendency of bringing out the worst in me. And most importantly, themselves. You, people.

hamper.

2008-10-20T17:43:00.000-07:00

I'm waiting for my boyfriend to call. Buuuut...

Okay. I admit. side from Brangelina, I believe they are the only other couple worthy of being labeled as Hollywood royalty. Those pants are sexy. Verrry sexy. And that mancandy Papa D's lookin' fiiine.

*sigh. I wanna be Victoria B. Whoooot.

Dear hearts

2008-10-19T18:50:00.000-07:00

I hate flitting from one blog to the next and then saying one thing then another on the next. I really, seriously need a blog that won't just cover what Im currently fascinated with as of the moment. I'm too lazy to actually start up a new blog. So i guess it has to be this one instead.

But I'm still lazy.

So yeah.

baby likes reading (people)

2008-10-12T19:31:00.000-07:00

I seriously should be studying math. But it's free internet day. And this is probably the last time I could avail of it. Soo yeah. Anywho...

UPDATE ME:

Finals are tomorrow. And I still can't do operations on algebraic expressions.

I need one final D-spree with my ECOWS. Xao graduates this sem. Which reminds me, we'll probably be displaced people with no tambayan. And I still need to get the pics and videos form his lappytop.

My flight home's on the 19th. I can't, can't wait.
Oh, effers. I need to pack.

I have sexygorgeous, still unpaid, ankle boots that did NOT cost me a fortune.
I need new tights and leggings stat.

I got the new 17. Heart Evangelista is still seriously confusing and eyebrow-raising.
Reading her interviews made go "What the..?!??!".

FOLIO!!!!!!!!! AAAGH.
Me likes playing with my swatches though.

Highlight of my week: YVETTE"S DEBUT.
Gosh.
So much fun.
Everyone was guzzling tonic water and gin, brandy, red wine, and that tough drink (vodka?) for her 18 shots.
CT blockmates were part of the 18 shots!!!!!!
[Drink. Make a face.]
Met cool, new people. [Pauline! Transfer to UP na.].
I taught my blockmates the spoon trick. Spoon trick's rad fun.

Grin quotes from the party:
Yvette is like a balloon, 'cuz she's fly.-random funny dude
If Yvette was a fruit, she'd be a cherry, 'cuz it's my favorite. -Olly

hello, handsome.

2008-10-08T20:23:00.000-07:00

Robert Pattinson/Edward Cullen reminds me a teensy bit of James Dean. *sigh

UPTC, who? Judo, who?

Thank you Dominique, for reminding me that these demi-gods exist. I'm gonna go and swoon now.

*p.s. baby, you're still the sexiest of them all. ;)

Walking in the sun.

2008-10-02T04:36:00.000-07:00

The Batangas field trip was fun,fun,fun.
I keep the intimate stuff here.
And the notso intimate ones there ----> [Click Here]

the happiest people on earth.

that's not my jacket.
and after the best weekend of my life
i never saw him again.
where are you jes?

Meet my muses.

2008-09-24T03:28:00.000-07:00

"We knew the girls were really women in disguise. Thay they understood love, & even death, & that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them. "

I just gushed over the books. And now I'm on the prowl for virgin suicide fashion. I'm hell bent on it too. Presenting: My new fashionspiration.... [who knew such a morbid book could turn into my new fashion persona?? MUST.THRIFT.SHOP.NOW.]

Lux Lisbon

Lisbon girls in pretty dresses

Mary Lisbon smock

Cecilia in her wedding gown

Cecilia's bangles to cover up her slit wrists [bangle love, baby]

Beebop

2008-09-24T02:11:00.000-07:00

[this is to compensate for the absurdly crappy last post]

These past few days were supposed to be busy days, but after staying up and abusing Roberto's laptop, just so I could finish that impossibly annoying term paper, I decided that I deserved a break. And what better way to relax than to curl up with books, books, books. Yes. I am a bookstore kid. [insert picture of Paige at seven in a second-hand bookstore sniffling as she painfully returns a copy of the baby-sitter's club back on the shelf after being reprimanded of going above her 5 books only limit]. I once begged my grandmother to buy me twenty Sweet Valley books in one go. She complied after much arguing on the grounds that I shouldn't buy another book in a month. I agreed and she locked up the books so I could "moderate" my reading. Little did she know that I opened the cabinet anyway and finished all twenty books in one weekend. I've moved on to "grown-up" reading now (yeahrightpaige). Here's the books I devoured recently:

True Love by Robert Fulghum

Paddy introduced me to Robert Fulghum and I haven't been able to resist buying his books ever since. He's really good. Everytime I finish an essay I always go "aaaaaah.." . This one, however, is a bit different. This is a collection of love stories of sorts. Kinda like Chicken Soup. Except here, you see all kinds of love. One-minute affairs to suicidal eight-year olds. Then of course, his perspectives and such. I bought this book second-hand at a stall in Palma Hall. It had that second-hand smell that I love so much. It doesn't matter that it cost me 50% more than the others. It was gooooood.

Cirque Du Freak 2: The Vampire's Assistant by Darren Shan

Thankie, thankie Polo lurve for introducing me to this series and for painstakingly bringing the next one every week. This one's for vampire entusiasts who fell in love with Goosebumps. Yes. I know Goosebumps is a boy book. But whatever. I remember Michael Rojo lending me his Goosebumps books back in the third grade onwards (he had a HUGE collection). Come to think of it, he was the one who introduced me to Edgar Allan Poe too. Coolness.

Little Pink Slips by Sally Koslow

Sorta like Devil Wears Prada only less bitchy. Good happy read. Not very teenagery though. But a good one nonetheless, seeing as how I plan to be a magazine editor someday. Sofia lent me this one.

Scorpia by Anthony Horowitz

This is the last book in the Alex Rider Series. Sofia lent me this one too. She told me he was cool. Since I have this HUGE crush on Artemis Fowl, I thought I might as well give Alex Rider a try. And gosh did I fall in love with him too. I love Artemis Fowl because he's wickedly smart. I adore Alex Rider for the same reason. A fourteen year old spy for goodnessake. He's wicked cool. Period. The ending was unexpected and I hated it. 'Nuff said.

The Virgin Suicides by Jeffery Eugenides

I saw my roommate reading this one and I begged to have my turn after her. I've been after this book for quite some time now. After seeing it featured in magazines and stuff. IT DID NOT DISAPPOINT. It was a bit morbid, yet insightful. Well-written. I couldn't put it down. And I'm big on the movie. I'm buying a dvd.

******
I now have a Beerkada comic book in my bag courtesy of R.M. This copy had a dedication on it by Lyndon (the creator!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). I grabbed it out of Popes' hands. Poor Popes. This one looks promising too.

Well.

2008-09-19T06:21:00.000-07:00

Paige meets Paige.

Why not the world??

*****

I should be talking about significant things. Somehow, I can't. There seems to be too much going on. Maybe next time. When the world stops spinning too fast. Mortality sucks. Big time.

[Yes. I know. You expect better insight from a 17-year old who happens to miss him awfully? I just learned to not see the things that hurt.]

waddaya think?

2008-09-17T04:57:00.000-07:00

i miss this crazy person.

Slip.

2008-09-16T04:32:00.000-07:00

My Howie Severino Interview

Paige at work.

My beloved sister/photgrapher

Proof baby. Woot. The greatness that is PAIGE. :)

*******

My favorite boys

The nerd I love is in red.

Days in the covered walk were never as sweet.

Happiest.

The graduates. My other research group. Plus Nikko. :)

Wipe that confused look off your face,honey.

***********

That's all for now. Paper to work on. BIG test.

[Credits to: My biological sister, France, Nikki, and Reina. You're all loved like crazy, biatches.]

Because I want to brag a lot...

2008-09-16T04:02:00.000-07:00

I'm seriously supposed to WORK ON MY PAPER. But one of my blog idols (yes, he's one of 'em cool people--->Dominique) tagged me, I'm doing it. I'm a cool people sucker that way. Woot. Oh yeah. Since I don't know that many bloggers I'm tagging multiply people. So... here goes..

RULES:
1. Link to the person who tagged you.
2. Mention the rules.
3. Tell six unspectacular quirks of yours.
4. Tag six bloggers by linking.
5. Leave a comment for each blogger.

Step 3:

I cringe when I see happy couples in luuuurve. (Do i have a sign on my forehead that says "PLEASE, hold hands in front of me and hug each other"????!!!?Damnit. Sorry.)

I recently got into the habit of drowning my neck in moisturizer. (I'm dead scared of wrinkles and the neck's the first part of your body that shows aging.) Yeah. I KNOW.

I clean the cubicle before I use it.

You put me in a bookstore and I can stay there FOREVER. Ask anybody.

I smile when I look at my reflection. I look fugly when I'm not smiling. I hate looking at myself all fugly.

I seriously, firmly believe I'll die a young,dramatic death. I have death wishes in mind. One of them includes Howie Severino doing a documentary on me. (He will only show smiling pictures of me, of course.)

Step 4:

I don't know a lot of blogging people so I'm tagging mostly multiply people.. kay? :p

My BIG six:

Howie Severino(again, YEAH RIGHT PAIGE.)

Jellloooomeeeee

Nikki

Popes (Whaaaaaat?)

Mr. Michael Chua(OKAAY PAIGE.)

Therese(because of Pia.)

red purse

2008-09-10T06:34:00.001-07:00

So much to do. So much to say. More next time.