<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150</id><updated>2011-12-11T22:08:51.143+08:00</updated><category term='fml'/><category term='Korean.'/><category term='FUCK MY LIFE.'/><category term='College.'/><category term='P.I.'/><category term='Prom.'/><category term='Jologs.'/><category term='Meme.'/><category term='Outbound.'/><category term='Elections.'/><category term='Glee.'/><category term='Sibs.'/><category term='Contests.'/><category term='Max.'/><category term='PT.'/><category term='Wee.'/><category term='3C-4D.'/><category term='TGIF.'/><category term='Speaker of the House.'/><category term='School.'/><category term='CMLI.'/><category term='Random.'/><category term='Dead Stars.'/><category term='Review Classes.'/><category term='Maidless.'/><category term='Inside Joke.'/><category term='New Year.'/><category term='4D.'/><category term='Vive La France.'/><category term='AJSCC.'/><category term='Hot Weather.'/><category term='STAP.'/><category term='Commuter.'/><category term='MG.'/><category term='RHGP.'/><category term='Le sigh.'/><category term='Day Out.'/><category term='stupid.'/><category term='Giddy.'/><category term='lol'/><category term='Birthday.'/><category term='A.I.'/><category term='Sick.'/><category term='haha'/><category term='emo shit.'/><category term='Sleepover.'/><category term='Aww.'/><category term='Eco-Songfest &apos;09.'/><category term='Reading.'/><category term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category term='OTH.'/><category term='Bicol.'/><category term='Intrams.'/><category term='Soccer.'/><category term='bad week.'/><category term='Rain.'/><category term='Grandstand.'/><category term='Summer &apos;10.'/><category term='Juniors 0809.'/><category term='Summer &apos;08.'/><category term='Senior Council.'/><category term='HIMYM.'/><category term='Dancing.'/><category term='Inter-school Sabayan.'/><category term='Foood.'/><category term='Jam Legend.'/><category term='Dream.'/><category term='LOL.'/><category term='Amistad.'/><category term='Jinks.'/><category term='Funny Torture.'/><category term='Girl Talk.'/><category term='Hyper.'/><category term='Friends.'/><category term='Sabayan &apos;08.'/><category term='Haircut.'/><category term='personal.'/><category term='Baguio.'/><category term='3C.'/><category term='GG.'/><category term='JCouncil.'/><category term='Yearbook.'/><category term='Boy-crazy.'/><category term='True Blood.'/><category term='Exemptions.'/><category term='V-Day.'/><category term='what&apos;s wrong with me'/><category term='Flunking.'/><category term='Songfest.'/><category term='Insightful.'/><category term='Eco-Songfest &apos;08.'/><category term='Family.'/><category term='Unwind.'/><category term='Ranting.'/><category term='BIDA.'/><category term='Bad Day.'/><category term='Sabayan &apos;09.'/><category term='Favorite People.'/><category term='Cold Weather.'/><category term='Moosak.'/><category term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category term='Driving.'/><category term='ALTA.'/><category term='Saturday.'/><category term='English Play.'/><category term='the fuck is this'/><category term='House.'/><category term='fuck everything'/><category term='Teachers&apos; Day.'/><category term='HE Food.'/><category term='Report Cards.'/><category term='2B.'/><category term='Ehw.'/><category term='Fail.'/><category term='S.A.D.'/><category term='RT.'/><category term='meh'/><category term='Tofu Moment.'/><category term='Tennis.'/><category term='Stolen Holiday.'/><category term='5300.'/><category term='Ateneo.'/><category term='Bb. CSA.'/><category term='Beach House.'/><category term='Movie.'/><category term='Research Con.'/><category term='Fair.'/><category term='Twilight Movie.'/><category term='BV.'/><category term='OH MY GOD.'/><category term='Christmas.'/><category term='HMs.'/><category term='Twilight Series.'/><category term='Research.'/><category term='pms'/><category term='Grey&apos;s.'/><category term=':))'/><category term='Night Out.'/><category term='Turnover.'/><category term='Cheering.'/><category term='Contacts.'/><category term='BOF.'/><category term='Seniors 0910.'/><category term='Bangs.'/><category term='ACP.'/><title type='text'>Remember Every Word.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>962</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2150752337532073766</id><published>2011-12-11T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:08:51.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':))'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fuck is this'/><title type='text'>That time of the year.</title><content type='html'>It's strange how I've been thinking about you quite a lot recently--it's scary, really, because aside from the initial good feelings it brings me, it doesn't do me much good. It also shouldn't come as a surprise anymore, though, because, for years, Christmas has been, on varying degrees, associated with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I spent a great number of Christmases with you as my person, but I guess those couple of little Christmases we did spend together together must've meant a lot to me /to the point that I seriously dreaded that first Christmas after&lt;i&gt; lol&lt;/i&gt;/. I don't know how exactly to make sense of it, but my point is that it's Christmas and it's both warm and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that I miss you. Not 'you' in those two years, just &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The childish friendship and the not-as-childish relationship that came out of that feel like a lifetime ago already. And it's not that I haven't come to terms with how things ended up /maybe not totally, but I have gotten over &lt;i&gt;most &lt;/i&gt;of it/--I'm thankful for it, even--it's just that it's hard not to miss you from time to time, with a few moments harder to deal with than most. And Christmas is making it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, there are days when I wish that things had turned out differently. I'm not sure if they would've gone &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt;, but I do dream of having things work out another way, and I'm pretty sure it's obvious what I mean by that. I couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always tell myself that I have these little relapse thoughts only because I haven't been in a relationship apart from ours, that it's the only reference available to me, so it's natural to think about it from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely hope I'm right, because I don't need to be pouring my energy and emotions into something that's long been over. &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #444444; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;for you, at least.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2150752337532073766?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2150752337532073766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2150752337532073766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2150752337532073766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2150752337532073766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-time-of-year.html' title='That time of the year.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1473296771567990254</id><published>2011-10-24T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T23:57:23.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck everything'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotta pull back on the whole 'overly-attached' thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's impossible to turn off who you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I even feel the &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1473296771567990254?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1473296771567990254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1473296771567990254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1473296771567990254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1473296771567990254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/10/gotta-pull-back-on-whole-overly.html' title=''/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8889133092009252511</id><published>2011-10-20T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T02:06:33.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers.</title><content type='html'>Why don't I have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep thinking about it?&lt;br /&gt;Am I not trying hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;What do I need to do?&lt;br /&gt;How much longer should I wait?&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything I could do to make things move faster?&lt;br /&gt;Why haven't I found anyone new?&lt;br /&gt;Why hasn't anyone found me?&lt;br /&gt;Am I even gonna find anyone new at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I should get some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8889133092009252511?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8889133092009252511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8889133092009252511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8889133092009252511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8889133092009252511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/10/answers.html' title='Answers.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1809546237815313152</id><published>2011-06-16T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T21:37:01.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s wrong with me'/><title type='text'>Why am I even here right now.</title><content type='html'>On any normal day, I wouldn't hesitate to run towards this blog and write all of my feelings out. If it were concerning just any other person, I wouldn't think twice about /indirectly/ verbalizing my ill feelings, just to relieve myself of the burden. But this isn't an ordinary time in our lives /mostly yours/ and you aren't just anyone to me, so I'm just gonna keep this to myself and hold it in for as long as I can. I love you with all my heart--I'd &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kill&lt;/span&gt; for you, never, ever doubt that--and this isn't exactly about you nor is any part of this your fault. It's just that you're unfortunate enough to be friends with a person so filled with fear, doubt, and regret like I am. &lt;i&gt;Nothing &lt;/i&gt;about this is your fault. I am extremely proud of you, and I wish nothing but great things for you because I believe that you are capable of many great things, far greater than what I could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; sorry for even feeling this way. I'm trying my best to get rid of such unpleasant feelings, but while I'm working on it, all I could really say is that I'm sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1809546237815313152?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1809546237815313152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1809546237815313152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1809546237815313152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1809546237815313152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-am-i-even-here-right-now.html' title='Why am I even here right now.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7556342661813275257</id><published>2011-06-06T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T23:38:31.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le sigh.'/><title type='text'>Some things never change.</title><content type='html'>And as much as I try to convince myself that you've turned over a new leaf years ago, you continue to give me reason to allow myself a few moments to think otherwise. My guard has always been up with you, although it's never put up high enough for me not to get hurt along the way, and I guess I will have to keep it up for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. I really do. But you keep giving me reason to hold back on it and keep my guard up, and unless you miraculously change that /which I thought you already have/, it's gonna stay up. Not that it's gonna be easy, given how convincing you can be sometimes, but I will hafta try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7556342661813275257?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7556342661813275257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7556342661813275257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7556342661813275257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7556342661813275257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/06/some-things-never-change.html' title='Some things never change.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5255112084652806161</id><published>2011-05-28T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:00:34.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad week.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><title type='text'>Fly.</title><content type='html'>I need to make some serious changes in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big, serious changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like everything and everyone around me is moving on and moving forward all of a sudden when, not too long ago, we were all happy and comfortable where we were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was just me that was comfortable and not entirely happy. Everyone I know is moving on to something new and exciting--new relationships, new adventures, whatever else there is that could be new in someone's life--while I'm sitting here, living the life I've lived for the last nineteen years, doing the same things I've been doing the last few years, without much change aside from longer hair and a little more weight and fat here and there. And, really, I didn't mind the familiarity very much--if anything, I actually appreciated how constant things were in my life, without anything shaking it around in a way that's too much for comfort. I was perfectly okay hanging out with the same people, listening to the same music, eating the same junk, going to the same places, and doing the same things all the time. I was thankful for my comfort zone and the people I shared it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of that disappeared in the blink of an eye. All my friends are venturing into new things, dreaming up new dreams, meeting and hanging out with new people, while I'm stuck in my old life. My bubble's been pretty much burst by the fact that I'm the same age as they are /even older than some/ and yet I'm not exactly making something out of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I could go on and on about how pressured I am that everyone's moving on except for me, and that I feel like I'm wasting my life by not doing something new, but that's a lot of heartache for one blog entry, so nevermind. All I really need to say out loud is that I have plenty of changes to make in my life, and I hope that they will be changes that would improve my life as well as my dealings with everyone around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I'd do all that, I will first try to figure out, then I'd get back to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5255112084652806161?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5255112084652806161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5255112084652806161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5255112084652806161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5255112084652806161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/05/fly.html' title='Fly.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8996984524283257880</id><published>2011-04-07T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T00:59:07.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do when things turn sour with all of your friends?</title><content type='html'>Turn into a fucking hermit.&lt;br /&gt;Delete your Tumblr, Twitter and Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Wallow in your so-called misery.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what you had done wrong to deserve having people turn their backs on you.&lt;br /&gt;Mope.&lt;br /&gt;Eat.&lt;br /&gt;Rant.&lt;br /&gt;Die.&lt;br /&gt;Write a dumb blog entry about it and hope to God that no one reads your rusty old blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Ask yourself why the fuck all the angst is coming up now that you're months away from not being a teenager anymore when there was barely any angst well into your teenage years. &lt;br /&gt;Bitch about everything, even if no one ever knows about it.&lt;br /&gt;Reevaluate your approach on relationships because, surely, the problem is coming from you.&lt;br /&gt;Bang your head on the wall for being such a dependent, overly-attached little sap who never learns her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, all the sourness is one-sided, so there's nothing you could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than to bear it and hope that it passes quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8996984524283257880?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8996984524283257880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8996984524283257880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8996984524283257880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8996984524283257880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-do-you-do-when-things-turn-sour.html' title='What do you do when things turn sour with all of your friends?'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5938232405486294673</id><published>2011-03-23T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:31:36.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm just really glad that I still have this little piece of isolation on the Internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown way too dependent on the other websites I'm on, and although the people there are awesome and I'm glad to have even met them, it can get very tiring sometimes--like right now. You spend most of your time online talking to them, you end up being friends, and you're the dumb girl that's stupid and naive enough to be so dependent on them that when they don't say the right things, especially when you need them to, you feel like crap even if you have no right to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's really nothing you can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I know fine well that I'm such a horrible student compared to you. I know that I'm the one repeating subjects while you're worrying about getting in the dean's list. I know I'm the dumb, unmotivated one, and I really, seriously don't need you rubbing it in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm the only one to blame for all the crap I'm experiencing, especially for screwing up my grades, and really, if you can't bring yourself to be there for me, to try to make me feel better even if I don't deserve it, at the very least, try not to rub it in my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am this close to punching my door until it breaks. So this is what it feels like to have everyone ignore you when all you really need is a little bit of comfort and encouragement from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, at this very moment, this is exactly how I'm feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5938232405486294673?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5938232405486294673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5938232405486294673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5938232405486294673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5938232405486294673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2011/03/bullshit.html' title='Bullshit.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1346659920015251861</id><published>2010-09-19T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T21:13:34.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fail.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><title type='text'>anemia.</title><content type='html'>my mom thinks it's because of that ^ that I'm irritable and annoyed a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that made me think. then again, I have been thinking about it a lot lately. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;for some unexplainable reason, I easily get ticked off when my mom tells me things. it's quite rare that I don't end up sounding annoyed whenever we have short conversations -- which is actually the only type of conversation we usually have. I've been trying to tell myself to keep calm and do my best to not sound annoyed no matter what, but there are days when I'm just too tired to try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad daughter. I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I really have no explanation for it other than there's something that's failing in our relationship. I could go on and on about how weak our bond is compared to other mother-daughter relationships I know, and I could blame whoever for it, but I see no use for it. it'll just make me sound spiteful and unappreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if hearing her say that I should take iron supplements because my low blood pressure and paleness are making me mataray and irritable all the time made me want to kick down a door [exactly what I texted Dani], I sincerely hope she's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least there's medicine for low blood pressure. weak relationships are harder to cure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1346659920015251861?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1346659920015251861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1346659920015251861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1346659920015251861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1346659920015251861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/09/anemia.html' title='anemia.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7152357670528855562</id><published>2010-09-12T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:57:44.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever alone.</title><content type='html'>I know I'm surrounded by awesome people in my life -- a loving family and a few awesome friends -- but I just couldn't help feeling completely alone sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite late in my life for all this 'aww, no one truly understands me' crap that most teenagers go through, but there are just some days when I really, seriously feel that way. and no, it's not about being single -- I'm with my friends most of the time, so it's really not about companionship. plain and simple, it's about just being understood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, having someone agree to what you're saying or sympathize with what you're feeling just doesn't feel the same as being understood, like, for real. I'm not sure what the difference is, though, but I do know that having people agree to what you say just doesn't cut it. then again, maybe it's just me asking too much of other people and getting way too attached that I feel like I need them to understand and share what I'm feeling to avoid feeling alone and helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not really making sense here. I guess I'm not strong enough or independent enough to stand alone when crap starts flying towards me. that's something I need to work on because, even if we opt not to admit it or say it out loud, sometimes, all you really have in this world is yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just missing my friends too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7152357670528855562?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7152357670528855562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7152357670528855562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7152357670528855562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7152357670528855562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/09/forever-alone.html' title='forever alone.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2213685659517000186</id><published>2010-07-29T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T19:38:41.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUCK MY LIFE.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BV.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ateneo.'/><title type='text'>not my week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO KIDDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I might hafta repeat Ma11.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idea how I'll live through En12 this semester.&lt;br /&gt;I am not learning anything in Fil11.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like avoiding Muay Thai now because it'll just take away what little energy I have for school.&lt;br /&gt;I greatly dislike my Botany lab prof because she does not teach, she just reads the slides. I AM NOT KIDDING YOU SHE LITERALLY JUST READS WHATEVER'S ON IT AND DOES NOT SAY ANYTHING ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;...and she scheduled a practical test on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I still have nothing to wear on my BFF's birthday on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;..AND I HAVEN'T PREPARED MY SPEECH YET OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to cry my eyes out since the Ma11 long test ended this afternoon. my heart feels it, but my brain just wouldn't command my eyes to excrete salty water.&lt;br /&gt;I COMPLETELY FORGOT THAT IT'S FRIDAY TOMORROW. I should be rejoicing, but I just don't feel anything rn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's one of those days that I couldn't help wishing I could just quit school and make all the BV go away. I've been raised well enough by my parents to know that that's stupid and it would be an awful thing to do and it wouldn't do me any good in the long run, but just for today, I really, really wish I could just quit school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't tell my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;on the upside, I totally forgot about it. :))&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2213685659517000186?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2213685659517000186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2213685659517000186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2213685659517000186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2213685659517000186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-my-week.html' title='not my week.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-6122523149534348136</id><published>2010-07-27T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T22:06:08.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo shit.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>it happens all the time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Need You Now by Lady Antebellum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only upside to this idiocy is that it's potent enough to get me back on track with blogging. well, no, I don't think I'll be back to blogging as regularly as forever ago. until this dies down and I learn what I should've learned at some point in the last couple of years, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving so much away, omg. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's funny is that although I barely thought about it today -- I was literally way too sleepy the whole day to even concentrate on important school shiz -- there were a couple of instances that some random thing [or person LOL] shows up and reminds me of it and for a brief second, I would feel my whole body freeze and I couldn't really process things until after that moment. then I'd go back to walking or doing whatever I was doing. maybe a little shaky, at first, then I'd be back to normal in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..or it could also mean I was just too fucking sleepy to be bothered with anything. even the things I went to school for. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, revisiting my Mutliply account and seeing the bajillions of photos from freshman to junior year is making me miss high school even more -- except that, unlike the other times that I'd miss high school because of my class and my friends, this time, I actually kind of miss the drama. just a teeeeeeny tiny bit. because everything seems so much simpler then than they are now, and by everything, I mean even the drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might have something to do with the drama being.. fresh and new, somehow, that it was okay to hafta deal with it then. dealing with the same kind of drama years later, when it's all supposed to be left in the past, not anymore recurring, is just exhausting. sure, you know how it goes because you've been through it before [which might sound like an advantage], but the repetitiveness and the STUPIDITY it implies would be the exhausting parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm too tired to finish ranting. I have more important things to do. ffs, why am I even wasting time on this when I have longass readings and a life-and-death long test [lol math] to think about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE? IDIOT. fuck this shit. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-6122523149534348136?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6122523149534348136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=6122523149534348136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6122523149534348136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6122523149534348136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-happens-all-time.html' title='it happens all the time.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2361556092956746998</id><published>2010-07-26T06:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T06:32:39.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot.</title><content type='html'>I swear, the idiot needs to gtfo and die. and stop having stupid dreams that ruin 5 hours of precious sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams are an extension or some sort of reflection of the human psyche? idk who said that, or if anyone even said that ever, but that's probably the only explanation for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, AND THE IDIOT SO DID NOT NEED TO HAVE A DREAM ABOUT IT AND SEE IT ALL IN ACTION. THE IDIOT GETS IT, STUPID DREAM DIDN'T HAFTA RUB IT IN HER FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. the idiot doesn't even have dreams often enough, and in the rare nights that she does, some stupid fucked up idiocy goes and invades it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightmare. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2361556092956746998?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2361556092956746998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2361556092956746998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2361556092956746998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2361556092956746998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/07/idiot.html' title='idiot.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8159157987945901468</id><published>2010-07-24T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:33:40.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo shit.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BV.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ateneo.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>studied disregard.</title><content type='html'>yes, I'm quoting Lit13. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to stop being an idiot. swear to God, I really, really do. two years is a reeeeaally long time. it's just unacceptable. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE, IDIOT. emo shit is so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL WTF AM I SAYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in less icky news, watching the Ateneo-La Salle game at NSG with 4D friends was a lot of fun. sure, we lost even if we were leading pretty much the whole time, but whatever. it's the companionship that was important. winning would've been awesome, too, but whatever. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really cute how we all moved from Greenbelt/Glorietta to Rockwell because there were too many people in the cinemas in GB/G4. in the past, we would've just stayed there and walked around till we got tired and went home. but now, we have the option to carpool to someplace else because people are bringing their cars whenever we go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all grown up. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, whatever. I should just stop, I totally suck at this now. .___.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8159157987945901468?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8159157987945901468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8159157987945901468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8159157987945901468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8159157987945901468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/07/studied-disregard.html' title='studied disregard.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2779922971789885880</id><published>2010-04-19T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:29:57.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>I hoped you would answer this time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;So:Lo by Kate Havnevik.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's been a pretty crazy day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were summoned by Lola to the hospital at 1 AM. our aunts said she's asking for everyone, so everyone aside from our relatives in Laguna were there with her from 1 to 5 in the morning. it was a rollercoaster ride, really, since at first, I was all stressed out and scared shitless for my Lola -- and it was a bit emotional when we got there -- but when more people started arriving, especially when my crazy aunts and uncle were together, the atmosphere eventually became relaxed. it amazes me how my relatives could manage to laugh at the silliest and most morbid things in that situation, but that's exactly why I love them. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of us went home at 5 to get some sleep, saying that they could just call us if they need us to go back. I set my alarm for 7:30 because I wanted to order breakfast, but Ate Julie ended up having to wake me up before 10, saying that Lola's asking for us again, this time to say goodbye. I was really freaked out on our way to the hospital, and when we got to her room, everyone was there, and some were already tearing up. Lola was evidently weaker than when we last saw her -- she was really chatty when we came to see her after midnight -- and I didn't know how to react.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her doctor arrived a little later, did some things to her, then said that she had to be moved to the ICU so she could be taken care of better. again, it kind of amused me how, after that, we were all inside her hospital room, talking and eating and thinking of what to order from Jollibee -- and they made me call. O_O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of us went back home to shower and get some sleep. the adults didn't go to work anymore. idk if our reactions were normal, but I just really find it somehow amazing how my Lola was able to get everyone together in one place -- my aunts who work/live abroad are here, and all my other aunts and uncles live quite near, but it's been years since they've been here all at the same time. it also amuses me how my whoooole family just couldn't resist being their silly selves, laughing loudly at anything and everything all the time. it's insane. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I'm still really cranky. I've slept a few hours this afternoon, but I still want more. oh, and I made two &lt;s&gt;bitches&lt;/s&gt; batches of rice krispies earlier! I'm almost done eating one batch. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;swimming thing with 4D on Friday. I wanna go so, &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; badly. ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edit: HOLY CRAP I TOTALLY FORGOT TO MENTION! one of my uncles speaks Korean. he learned from an audio instruction thing. he asked me earlier if I was learning Korean and I said not really but I was trying, and then he started talking to me. bahaha! I could only pick apart a few words, but it was pretty cool. at least someone understands my interest. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2779922971789885880?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2779922971789885880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2779922971789885880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2779922971789885880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2779922971789885880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hoped-you-would-answer-this-time.html' title='I hoped you would answer this time.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2766610059186137799</id><published>2010-04-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T00:55:32.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>something told me to run.</title><content type='html'>Where I Stood by Missy Higgins.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry for recycling old songs -- the only new songs I have are all in Korean, and that's kind of tough to use for blogging, so I'm using practically the same set of tunes since I last blogged regularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not like anyone would care enough to notice, but yeah. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a pretty interesting [and really disturbing] dream yesterday.. morning, I guess. it was the start of Senior year in high school, and Kim, Klara, and I were out of the pilot class. I remember feeling so, so heartbroken, even if I wasn't alone in my new class. there were tears -- buckets and buckets of them -- and I remember crying and whining to Enrico about how different it would be, how difficult it would be to adjust, especially because I'll be the only council officer that isn't in 4D. I was literally bawling. when I woke up, my heart didn't stop feeling heavy until a couple of hours later, when I've somehow forgotten the dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to say that I love 4D and that I'm very much attached to those dorks is probably an understatement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been eating truckloads of food lately. I think the sleepover expanded my stomach and developed my appetite so much that I need to eat nonstop. ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2766610059186137799?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2766610059186137799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2766610059186137799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2766610059186137799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2766610059186137799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-told-me-to-run.html' title='something told me to run.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8242097645042004008</id><published>2010-04-16T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:12:08.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BV.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepover.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;10.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>when that world slows down, dear. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;She Is Love by Parachute.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those 4D in Boracay photos are making me really, really jealous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, no, it's not about the beach, -- well, maybe a little bit, but not really -- it's really about missing out on so much precious bonding time. I mean, for as long as I could remember, since that time I was old enough to fantasize about dramatic scenes, I've always longed for one specific thing: to be able to hang out with my friends at the beach during nighttime, sitting around and talking; bonfire is optional, but preferred. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although I'm super grateful for the three days and two nights I got to spend at Lisette's house with Kez, Guia, Yam, and Lisette, what with all those awesome, crazy things we did, it's hard not to long for that scene at the beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's kind of strange, though, is that as I looked through their Bora photos, I felt none of that jealousy. icky, but I was actually smiling as I saw the photos. weird, I know. o_o the jealousy came afterwards. :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe that's what being together for four years [or more, for some] does to people. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much for my comeback blog entry. I've kind of forgotten how to do this  because I've gotten so used to micro-blogging at Tumblr. but I am committed to reviving this. somehow. sort of. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. so much BV tonight. PLEASE BE GONE. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8242097645042004008?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8242097645042004008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8242097645042004008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8242097645042004008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8242097645042004008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-that-world-slows-down-dear.html' title='when that world slows down, dear. :)'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3451356031082620480</id><published>2009-12-16T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:04:34.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>even though the ones with dreams are disappearing. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Don't Don by Super Junior.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(84, 85, 89); line-height: 18px; "&gt;Kkumkkuduhn saramdeuri hanadoolsshik dduhnabuhryuhdo. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this song has no real connection with the Christmas party -- just that Ice, Kim and I are LOLing over Heechul's imitation of Hankyung singing that line. and that's really the only song I remember that's related to the past few days. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't be blogging since I haven't studied for tomorrow's PTs, but whatever. today's Christmas party was too awesome to not blog about, even if it's only for the sake of remembering the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, yeah, last Christmas party together in high school. despite the BVs regarding the schedule and the attire, I'm really thankful that everything came together perfectly. everyone seemed happy and filled with good cheer today that it was difficult to get BV; or if someone does get BV, it doesn't last long. we had shortened period, so we had all the Wednesday subjects done before lunch time. GVs, of course, since we didn't really do much, and it was kinda fun to be in class wearing civilian clothes. oh, and I was the last prayer leader for 2009, and a bangag one, at that. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after fixing up in the bathroom, we started giving out presents to people. more GVs! then the paralit, then the class program! we ate our KFC grub while watching the different group's MVs and trailers for Filipino. we had a good laugh, especially with Earl's group's MV -- winner! Kris Kringle after that. most of the gifts given were books. o_O it was fun sitting in front of Sir P and Mrs. R since they kept on talking about us and making fun of people. haha! we ended the whole thing pretty late with a nice speech from Mrs. R, wishing good lives for all of us, a emo-ing prayer, and a couple of class photos. oh, and Gela gave out the rice krispies she made for us but forgot to share during meal time. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;truly an awesome day filled with awesome friends and awesome presents. best Christmas party ever. &lt;b&gt;I love 4D 0910! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;three days to go before freedom! but it makes us that much closer to graduation, which isn't something I'm super excited about. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3451356031082620480?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3451356031082620480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3451356031082620480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3451356031082620480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3451356031082620480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/even-though-ones-with-dreams-are.html' title='even though the ones with dreams are disappearing. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1928996900838172062</id><published>2009-12-05T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T23:08:36.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>4D Retreat. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>much as I wish to make a super detailed blog entry about the retreat for future reference, my eyes are already super duper droopy, and I have to take the USTET tomorrow, so I'm only going to try. :))&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- left school before 3 after a day of Math LT and ACP quiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- busmates Lisette and Gela; aroundmates Earl, Matt, Allan, Francis, Yam, Guia, Kat, Jones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- stopover at my favorite southbound stopover; McDo merienda, drinks from Treats; water bottle incident with Francis XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- retreat house in Dasmariñas, Cavite at 5ish, I think; settled and freshened up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- learned the song Evermore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dinner; tablemates Earl, Yam, Allan, Lisette, Matt, Jima and Fran; yummy sinigaaaang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- sheep sharing: we had to describe the sheep we picked out earlier, then give it to a person that fits the description; Allan gave me his sheep, I gave mine to Matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- game! frogs that needed to reach the other island via lotus leaves; the red and blue group started pushing people while our group played quietly; a lot of pushing as well as sad attempts at pushing someone off the new island [i.e. me trying to get revenge on Michael by trying to push him]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- input from Father Joel, snacks, then back up to our rooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- hung out with people in the corridor till late; got caught :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- woken up by Gela with a pillow on my nose; long shower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- hung out at the garden, took pictures, did stunts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- breakfast [pork chop, sinangag, egg]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- pot coloring and sharing; awesome light from candles in the pots :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The Count of Monte Cristo; lied down on mats with pillows; fell asleep right before lunch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- yummy Thai-ish food for lunch [mmm]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- siestaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- finished the movie, had an awesome discussion with Father Joel afterwards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sacrament of Reconciliation; recap of the commandments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Chinese-ish dinner, then freshened up for confession and the mass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- emotional confession, extra emotional mass :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- final song: Journey to the Past FAIL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- late snacks; up to the rooms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- hung out with the guys in the room in front of theirs :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- caught up with everyone else in the our room; slept before 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- got up at 5:45 to take a shower; everyone overslept :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- packed our stuff and moved them downstairs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- super duper mega photo shoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- left the retreat house before 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dropped off Father; stopover at my favorite northbound stopover = peppermint mocha frappe and KFC twister meal =P~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- super fun last minutes of freedom; school before 11 AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd rather not include the super mega BVs for the rest of this day. I prefer remembering the best ones. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;missing the place and the people and the retreat itself already. I love 4D! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. would've been completely awesome if we were complete the whoole time. tsk. :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must. get. some. sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1928996900838172062?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1928996900838172062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1928996900838172062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1928996900838172062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1928996900838172062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/4d-retreat.html' title='4D Retreat. :&gt;'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8146551092504520472</id><published>2009-11-25T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T20:17:46.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>with the record selection, with the mirror reflection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Dancing With Myself from Glee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cute version. gotta love Artie! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[I was supposed to write this last night, but they made me get off the PC so Kuya could use. BV story, forget it. :)) ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, I was supposed to blog some time last week, but it never happened, as with all other weeks before that. I wanted to note that last week was really filled with good vibes because of the English monologues. had mine on the first day, which was Tuesday last week, and beginning that day, people just seemed happier and more.. peace-loving than usual. everyone seemed to get along really, really well, which made the &lt;b&gt;"oh my God high school's nearly over"&lt;/b&gt; vibe start coming out. there were just some moments that would make me wanna tear up. ikr. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the monologues: everyone did really awesome! I didn't expect performing as well as watching to be so much fun; before that Tuesday, I just saw it as a burden that would soon be over. haha! for those four days, we brought cameras and took pictures of each other's performances and some random moments during other subjects. oh, and when I thought Saturday classes would ruin the GV streak, it totally didn't! everyone was still kinda hyper, considering that it was a Saturday, and we had Tuesday schedule. Matt, Yam and I even had an impromptu trip to McDo then Lisette's house. funfun. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's weird, though, is that today's the complete opposite of the past week; like everyone's decided to turn on us and give us a hard time. it's really, really frustrating for me, seeing how powerless we are; I could only imagine how much this pisses off those who are more directly affected. UGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess we're having our retreat next week. without Keziah. with lots of work waiting for some when we get back to school on Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, that's that. OH OH OH we had our group counseling last Tuesday. 2 hours filled with sharing, laughter, and hardcore ranting. &lt;b&gt;MAJOR SHITHOLE! :))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the upside, we've got something to look forward to tomorrow: Kei and Jama's birthday thing! dinner and New Moon, hopefully. something awesome to cap off a relatively shitty week. :D thank God I've got 4D to make things better. I'd die in school without them. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8146551092504520472?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8146551092504520472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8146551092504520472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8146551092504520472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8146551092504520472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/with-record-selection-with-mirror.html' title='with the record selection, with the mirror reflection.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-6583073494014080964</id><published>2009-11-02T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T17:42:49.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>geurae nan neorago. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;It's You by Super Junior.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in my room earlier, trying to study for Physics when the iPod died, so I switched to the music in my phone, and it played Neorago. turns out I had it on repeat from yesterday, so after a while, I took out the lyrics I printed [yes, I actually did that, like a month ago] and read it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Na dashi taeyeonandaedo ojik neoppoonirago.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even when I'm born again, it's still only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;IDK!&lt;/b&gt; hahahaha! it's weird how much that line affects me so much. the last time I read the English translation, I felt the same strange feeling, like I wanna fall in love so badly. haha. ishkaderder, I know, but it's something I feel like I should remember, so I write about it. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you gotta admit, it's a pretty nice line, right? :D look up the English lyrics and see for yourself. it's a really nice song -- the sound, the lyrics, the video, all of it -- imo, anyway. it's one of those songs I never get tired of hearing, even if I've had it on repeat for over a month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that darned idea-turned-goal/dream that Joan told me when we were in the Senate -- sigh. I hope that day/night comes when.. okay, nvm. I might jinx it. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;haay. :&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-6583073494014080964?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6583073494014080964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=6583073494014080964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6583073494014080964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6583073494014080964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/geurae-nan-neorago.html' title='geurae nan neorago. :&gt;'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1862306385712702294</id><published>2009-11-01T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:30:07.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I'm Yours by Jason Mraz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chi, Matt, Jima, Roman, Jama, Mikh and I used this for our English speech activity. it was awesome and a lot of fun. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been waaay too lazy to blog, not to mention that I've been doing my best to focus on the PTs the past week. those tests were crap, and I hope my scores in the first four would be really decent, at the very least. Physics and CLE will be on Tuesday since classes last Friday got cancelled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of Friday, I got up early like I always do, showered and got dressed and waited for the bus. a bit after 6, I checked on my phone and found three different people telling me that classes are cancelled because Manila's under signal number 2. bleh. so I spent all morning talking to people and watching &lt;b&gt;Attack On the Pin-Up Boys&lt;/b&gt; on mysoju.com. that movie's effing awesome, I loved it! SuJu! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 12ish, I showered again and left on a cab with Yam to meet up with the gang in G4. our taxi driver was a she! Yam almost thanked Kuya. XD Guia, Yam and I bought tickets, then we went in with Lisette, Matt, Earl and Allan to watch 500 Days of Summer. gahd, that movie. it made me wanna cry a few times, and I didn't know what to feel, but at the end, it was mostly a happy story. ish. haha! we bought cake for Nine and Joan, then left for Makati Sports via Allan's car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost everyone was there when we arrived. if I remember correctly, people in attendance were Romano, Earl, Allan, Michael, Jan, Hong Seok, Lance, Raf, Perry, Eric, Miki, Carlos, Roman, Jima, Matt, Ivan, Marc, Kei, Francis, Jones, Yam, Guia, Chi, Mikh, Lisette, Iza, Nine, Joan, me and CJ. Kat, Den and Gela followed, so that makes.. &lt;b&gt;33 !&lt;/b&gt; record-breaking. hahaha! there was swimming, wading, water pyramid [the guys], snacks, bowling and some photos. people started leaving at 8.30 because the rain was threatening to get stronger and flood the streets. I got picked up before 9, then had McDo delivered to end my &lt;b&gt;27 hours of fasting&lt;/b&gt;, just so my tummy won't be too big in a bikini. yeah, I actually did that. o_o :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the howling winds woke me up early Saturday morning. I saw Enrico and Guia's messages about how scary strong the typhoon is and stuff, and when I tried to hear how strong the wind is, I got scared and went back to sleep and woke up again at 10. :)) I began watching &lt;b&gt;My Girl &lt;/b&gt;Friday night, but fell asleep on episode 2 so I started again. watched the whoooole day, literally -- 12 noon till 3 AM. waha! my goodness, it's addicting, and soooooo filled with kilig. the story's really nice, and Dong-wook and Da Hae are very entertaining. some scenes were missing, though, so I went out with the sibs earlier to buy a new DVD after they bought new shoes and a yoga mat. oh, and I've my eye on a pair of Converse shoes. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, it's family time. &lt;b&gt;Happy 81st Birthday, Lolo! ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to school? do not want. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1862306385712702294?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1862306385712702294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1862306385712702294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1862306385712702294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1862306385712702294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-tried-to-be-chill-but-youre-so-hot.html' title='I tried to be chill, but you&apos;re so hot that I melted. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-31543674514938736</id><published>2009-10-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:18:43.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>say B-I-G to the Bang! :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Gara Gara GO!! by BigBang.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha MATT! Big. &lt;b&gt;BANG!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been an effing awesome 12-day school week. and no, I won't consider them two separate weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too lazy to recount the whooooole 12-day week, so I won't. little bits of the week are in my Tumblr anyway. yesterday was awesome, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in school, we had three periods for sorting newspapers and magazines and other stuff in the lobby, two periods for quizzes [English and Journ, gaah], and then, there was &lt;b&gt;Music class.&lt;/b&gt; we had practicals -- to sing any song from any musical, by ourselves, with a partner, or in a group. thank God Earl and Allan came back before lunch because Earl and I were able to perform our sorta dream song: &lt;b&gt;Light My Candle from Rent!&lt;/b&gt; short back story: we've been singing that since Freshman year, when we found out that we both like Rent and that song during one of the Sabayan practices. since then, we've been singing it from time to time, whenever we feel like it, or when we just remember to. so it was really cool that we got to perform it to people other than ourselves yesterday. kinda nerve-wracking at first because we had to flirt in front of everyone else while singing, but it was really enjoyable during and after. I loved it. kinda makes it feel like my high school life's become a bit more complete because, at least once, I/we did something like that. :D :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most of the class went to Allan and Chi's birthday dinner at Krocodile Grille GB3. Lisette, Guia and I hitched with Chi so we could buy presents, then the rest followed. at Kroc, we took up a lot of space and made a lot of noise and took tons of pictures. it was sooo much fun, I wish we did that more often. and it would've been nicer if everyone was there. too bad I left pretty early. when I got home, I just slept and drank medicine and slept again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaand today, I woke up early to do some parish work with Chi, Roman, Romano and Jones at an orphanage in Bel-Air 3. it might be because there were only five of us and a few kids there that, for the first time, I truly enjoyed and appreciated caring for a kid. we've gone to outreach activities in orphanages in the past, but I never felt this.. genuinely happy about hanging out with a kid, considering that I'm not really that fond of kids.&lt;b&gt; Sandara [Park] &lt;/b&gt;was really fun to be with. such a happy kid. haha! we left at 11 because they had to go to sleep, so I went with the guys to Grams to eat lunch, then I took a cab home and slept till 4. when I woke up, Ate Julie and I picked up Kuya at DLSU, then we bought running shorts and other stuff at the mall. there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish I could recount all the other days, but it's too taxing. needless to say, every day at school with 4D has been really, truly awesome. I guess that's what Senior year does to people -- it makes every single day turn out to be a great day, even if it's really full of crap and difficulties. &lt;b&gt;I love it. and them. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kaaay, time to do homework and try to study a little. &lt;b&gt;Adidas KOTR tomorrow, yay! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-31543674514938736?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/31543674514938736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=31543674514938736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/31543674514938736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/31543674514938736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/say-b-i-g-to-bang.html' title='say B-I-G to the Bang! :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3358980762656338833</id><published>2009-10-10T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:41:19.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><title type='text'>makes me want to believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;She Is Love by Parachute.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was okay, fuss was about the practical test during ACP. Flight Delta messed it up completely and my legs hurt like shit so the day ended badly -- or so I thought it would. things turned around immediately afterwards. it's nice to make new friends. never too late. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was all right --&lt;b&gt; TGIF INDEED!&lt;/b&gt; I just wanted the day to be over as soon as possible. classes were all right, though. Math was okay, English was okay, Physics was kinda fun, Econ was the shit [viewed some witty/awesome ads], kinda annoying Journ quiz, fun and lazy Music class [spent praying the Rosary and learning Sun and Moon]. Insights meeting after dismissal, Bb. CSA workshop after that. spent all night watching Kpop vids on YouTube, slept late because of them. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was quite fun. woke up at 7.30, went to the salon with Ate Julie at 8, made up and outta there by 9.30, then off to school after McDo breakfast drive-thru. my gradpic reshoot went well. I got a couple of shots I liked, and I picked my six shots for my proof. ate my breakfast at the multi-purpose hall with the Bb. CSA workshop going on, danced a bit to Sorry Sorry, then went down to the lobby with Kez, Lisette, Jones, Klara and &lt;b&gt;Hayeon -- we made a new friend!&lt;/b&gt; when Klara left, the five of us left stood around, talked, moved to the caf then the stage, then walked to the mall with Roman. drinks, lunch and more talking, then Lisette and I were picked up by Lisette's mom and Ate Luey. we watched Glee on her laptop before Pa picked me up at her house. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err, okay. wala lang. :)) time to go. I've vids to watch, homework to do, and useless stuff to preoccupy myself with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3358980762656338833?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3358980762656338833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3358980762656338833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3358980762656338833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3358980762656338833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/makes-me-want-to-believe.html' title='makes me want to believe.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8492038888581893229</id><published>2009-10-07T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:43:05.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALTA.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flunking.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>nan neoppunirago. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Neorago [It's You] by Super Junior.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SONG OF THE WEEK!&lt;/b&gt; or month. we'll see. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was spent doing nothing important; Friday afternoon was used for emergency shopping -- Ate Julie and I bought flashlights and food for the weekend because Pepeng was supposed to hit Manila. some afternoon that was. flashlights were out of stock in Ace, True Value had little supply left, but no batteries. thank God I found some Energizer flashlights with batteries at the counter; we got three of those, and I struggled to make them work on the way home. people at the grocery were panic buying! the lines were looong. we left the mall at 4.30, and the ride home was scaryish because it was already really gloomy outside, and traffic was getting heavy. we got home all right after an hour and a half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the typhoon didn't hit Manila. we waited all of Friday night and Saturday, but thankfully, it didn't affect us much. unfortunately, though, it destroyed most of Northern Luzon, and many of them are struggling now, too. pity Luzon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, back to school this week. Monday was kind of &lt;i&gt;sabaw&lt;/i&gt; because the night before that, I stayed up late watching &lt;b&gt;Family Outing&lt;/b&gt; -- it's hard for me to let go, I know. :)) 'twas good to be back, though, because of the frienditudes. I don't remember much about Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was fun, I think. the girls didn't hafta go out to the field for soccer because it was dirty/stinky. instead, we had our practical in the covered courts, then we watched our boys' basketball game against E. they were tambak when we started watching, then, like magic, they all got hot in the game and started scoring some awesome points. cheering for them was fun, even if it meant pissing the other section's girls off. bwahahaha! &lt;b&gt;BnB! &lt;/b&gt;our boys won by miles. yay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we prayed the Rosary during Physics time. LONGEST ROSARY EVER PRAYED IN SCHOOL. it ate up 40 minutes of Physics. bwahaha. wanted to sleep so badly. :)) we played a game during CLE! Matt, Kim, Allan and Carlo were my groupies [groupmates :))], and we had to answer some quiz questions using small whiteboards and markers. it was.. fun. yeah. at least we didn't place last. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math quiz was ehh. I was able to answer everything, but I wasn't as comfortable as everyone else. I mean, they all found it easy, and I didn't. not even close. I wasn't planning on it, but I ended up crying to Jones, asking what makes me so special that I'm the only one who couldn't perform well enough to pass. :)) The Velveteen Rabbit discussion again during English -- love, love love. some special people were eager to recite. hahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The danger in letting emotions take over completely is that it makes you forgo logic and reason. There has to be a balance between using your mind and your heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ampf. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was pretty darn awesome as well -- the English quiz wasn't, though. it was waaay crappy! I was forced to come up with something as stupid as relating Siddhartha to asceticism and considering asceticism a health hazard. O_O Filipino was aiiight, I don't remember much other than taking so long to pick class photos and taking sneaky shots in class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics quiz was okay. it was kind of annoying, though, that I could've gotten perfect, but I didn't. I never do! :)) I knew the answers, but I had two moments of stupidity so I got them wrong. demo teaching of Math during Social. ehh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Senate visit with ALTA&lt;/b&gt; and the SS Department was aaaawesome! we left school at 12:30, arrived at the Philippine Senate at 1ish. we stayed in one of the session rooms [Joan and I sat on the kabisera-looking seats], moved to the next room supposedly to watch a session by Senators Revilla, Jr. and Enrile, but as soon as we sat down, it ended. we just had pictures taken with both senators, then we moved back to our room and waited some more. the Senate Museum was next, and it was really interesting to see pieces of the Senate's history -- the symbols, the past Senate Presidents, all that. after that, we stayed at the session room where Senators Enrile and Revilla just had their session, and waited for Sen. Zubiri. we were supposed to have like a dialogue with him or something, but I guess we only had time for a photo op before we had to watch the, uhh, bigger session in the hall with several podiums that's always seen on TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;many of the senators were absent, but some of my favorites ones were there, and I totally photo-stalked them: Miriam Defensor-Santiago, Pia Cayetano and Chiz Escudero. sucks, though, that we only had time to watch the reading of some approved bills and a bit of questioning, and we had to leave before Sen. Defensor-Santiago's privilege speech. that was what I was looking forward to! even worse, Earl got a photo with Sen. Escudero when he went out to go to the bathroom. WAH! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lamey-o, we were at school by 5 PM. booooo. we need to go back there and watch some privilege speeches! and meet some senators! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soo, there. it was a pretty interesting experience to see and a have a feel of how the Senate works. I'm thrilled about our next trips to the Congress, Malacañan and the Supreme Court!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kaay, time to go. quizzes tomorrow. BLAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;nan neoppunirago. :&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I HATE YOU, JOAN, FOR PUTTING A CRAZY IDEA INTO MY HEAD! it's all I think about now. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8492038888581893229?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8492038888581893229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8492038888581893229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8492038888581893229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8492038888581893229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/nan-neoppunirago.html' title='nan neoppunirago. :&gt;'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7240384304564310990</id><published>2009-10-01T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:48:28.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>must be a different view to be a me with a you. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Inside of Love by Nada Surf.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLO, OCTOBER!&lt;/b&gt; idk if that's a good thing; my emotions about it are all mixed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the past week has been pretty crazy, but many others have had a week more insane than mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt; -- woke up early, went to the salon with Pa, outta there by 11ish, tried to find a way to school sans flood and traffic, reshoot got cancelled so we went home instead. it got to me quite a bit, but I got over it quite quickly when I realized that the rain wasn't stopping or weakening, and I saw in the news what was happening elsewhere. drive-thru at McDonald's [there was no flooding whatsoever at our place, except for a bit of water getting into our laundry and dining areas] for dinner after trying to call every place we knew the number to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt; -- mass and lunch at Glorietta, Kimmy Dora at Market! Market!, groceries at S&amp;amp;R, stayed home all night. the aftermath of typhoon Ondoy was all over the news, and it obviously destroyed homes and cities with 400+ mm of rainfall in 6 or so hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; -- did nothing important all day, I think. just Tumbld, Kpopped, the usual. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday &lt;/b&gt;-- went to school early to help out with relief efforts at our school. the basement smelled horrible because of the old books that drowned in flood water. sorted donations at the SAR with Mrs. Fule, Sir Abodiles and SC, SAC and HSSC people. we called McDo twice for brunch and lunch. yuck. :)) more bonding at the GS lobby where all the donations were gathered and sorted. Kei, Earl, Jonas, Yam, Enrico, Guia, Joan, Lisette and I went to G4 via Allan's car. bought ice cream/soda, super struggle &lt;b&gt;Jewella&lt;/b&gt;, hit the rest of Timezone before settling at Food Choices. Jones and I went to the cab line and went home. good vibes all day, lasted through the night. yay us! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; -- woke up early, took an abnormally expensive cab ride to Treats to go to DLSU with the &lt;b&gt;HIMYM gang&lt;/b&gt;. dropped by SanLo first so Matt could get some stuff, then Earl's driver brought us to the admissions building. waited for Matt to photocopy his birth certificate, lined up together, submitted our apps, waited for our permits. Matt and Earl left to find some place to scan and print Matt some photos, so Yam, Lisette and I waited for the permits [Lisette and I are seatmates; Yam and Earl are roomies] and the guys outside. thumbs up from Matt, then we went to Pasig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charlie's&lt;/b&gt; for lunch -- GAHD, THE GOURMET CHICKEN BURGER! value for my money, really. super duper winner! :)) cab to Lisette's place, FBed and watched &lt;b&gt;HIMYM&lt;/b&gt; episode 2 with the gang. redundant but cute! DOPPELGANGERS! such a cute episode. Tumbld, watched YouTube vids, then up to Lisette's room to rest. lied down, ate chips, took photos. my phone stressed me out; I thought it was broken because I didn't have signal at all. took a cab home at 4:30 because I told my parents I would just have lunch with the guys then I'm homebound. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my prayers are still with the victims of typhoon Ondoy, especially those who perished and those who are still stranded on the rooftops. I hope that our little efforts, when combined, would suffice to relieve our countrymen of their great suffering. let's also pray that the coming typhoons would not be destructive, that they would steer clear of our country altogether and spare our people of more suffering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm truly thankful to the Lord for keeping my family and my loved ones safe. it's really a blessing that our home's situated on high ground, and that we were almost completely unaffected by the heavy rains last Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also thankful for great family and friends, and being able to help those who need it, no matter how seemingly small the effort. I hope I could go back for more this weekend. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to get some sleep and forget the relatively insignificant worries. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. &lt;b&gt;Kim Bum&lt;/b&gt; looked absolutely beautiful in the footage of his arrival at the airport yesterday. I couldn't get over how gaaaaaah he looked. :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7240384304564310990?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7240384304564310990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7240384304564310990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7240384304564310990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7240384304564310990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/must-be-different-view-to-be-me-with.html' title='must be a different view to be a me with a you. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3378881499565989174</id><published>2009-09-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:08:15.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giddy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco-Songfest &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>every moment was so precious. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strawberry Swing by Coldplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will most probably use up all the lyrics of this song for blog entry titles. the good vibes make me wanna cry. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be very difficult to recall all the fun/notable things that have happened this week, but I will try, for the sake of remembering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; -- no classes, mall with the 'rents, ultra mega cramming for the English essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;-- LOL soccer game, The Velveteen Rabbit during English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday &lt;/span&gt;-- super fun Econ class [LOL videos], medical check-up during Journ, pig-out with Kei after dismissal, boys' soccer game, Eco-Songfest practice at the 3C classroom, damaged my watch, sulked, played tennis on Francis' laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday &lt;/span&gt;-- semi-free time during English until Sir Manaay came over and gave us our seatwork. I miss being in his class! awesome Filipino time -- we only finished the latter half of the slide we ended with the previous meeting because of all the side stories, but the best part was Sir San Juan sharing interesting stuff about the stuff that are currently happening and what they would mean in the long run, as well as a bit of insight to understanding his passion for change in the government. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was truly engaging, and I understand Sir a little better now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN! &lt;/span&gt;we had the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoot that Chalk&lt;/span&gt; activity. it was scary at first because it looked kind of difficult, and the pressure's on each member to perform well for his/her group. luckily, CJ, Marc and I did well and had the highest combined number of good shots, so we get a perfect score for the activity. it was nerve-wracking, at first, and having my hands shake out of nervousness and the cold didn't help, but it all became so exhilarating when I started balancing the piece of chalk on top of the loop, then flinged the loop away so the piece of chalk would drop into the bottle.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nakaka-high! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fireproof &lt;/span&gt;during CLE. the movie was really funny because of the hoooorrible acting, but the story was really good. we had to stop at the part where the wife says she doesn't love her husband, then she's seen crying on her bed. whaaaat? I'm looking forward to watching the rest of it, though. 4D didn't have training during ACP so we could practice for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eco-Songfest&lt;/span&gt;. we stayed and worked in the music room with Mrs. Siyang, Ms. Santiago, Sir Villanueva, Sir Padlan and Mrs. Regunton until 5:30, then I left for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mall with Lisette, Allan, Kei, Mel, Jima, Perry and Lance&lt;/span&gt; via Lance's CR-V. that car ride was hilaaaarious. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people bought shirts, Mel, Lisette and I bought leggings and eyeshadow at SM. at home, I fell asleep trying to sign in to my YM, then I woke up at 12ish, signed in, then found all those stressful offline messages. slept at 2:30 AM stressing over it and fixing my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; -- stress in the morning: the AP got pissed and gave us a long sermon, Ms. Santiago worked on us again, morale boost!, presented to the AP again, then went to the cov courts for the bomb threat drill. thanks to BVs, I missed out. crappyish morning? recess with Matt, Yam, Francis, Lisette, Jima and Perry. funny chorva about videos, chili, double rice, Korea and random stuff. stress back in the music room because Sir P found out we only had three vehicles instead of four; we went to the parking lot, tried to fit 4D plus Mrs. Regunton, Mrs. Robles, Sir Gallardo and Sir P into Allan's van, JR's Chevy and Carlo's E150 --&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SUCCESS!&lt;/span&gt; sardined into Allan's van with Yam, Matt, Francis, Perry, Jima, Enrico, Lisette, Jama, Eric, Ian, Miki and Sir Gallardo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sausagefest ampf. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were the first ones to arrive, so we waited for everyone else before moving to the Assumpta Theater then the caf for lunch/whatever. I just sat around with the guys and Lisette plus Earl and talked about stuff; Earl gave Lisette this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ginger candy&lt;/span&gt;, supposedly to restore the voice, and I had half of it. BLEEHH. -_- we went back to the theater to practice blockings and the whole thing onstage, then we went to the dressing room to change, then we were moved to another dressing room and we continued fixing up there. the make-up and ribbon on the hair were hard to fix; it took teeeen yeeeears. when the thing was about to start, we all sang and said a prayer, then waited in the dressing room to be called for our turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our performance was quick, but I think we did really well, although I couldn't really confirm it until we see the video. the voicing at the start was a bit chaotic, but I think we did well the rest of the time. went up to watch the rest of the thing, including the awarding. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na-false alarm pa kami when they announced the winner for one contest:&lt;/span&gt; Colegio San Agustin -- *SCREEEEAAAAM, CLAAAP* Biñan -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AY&lt;/span&gt;. :)) blah blah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we won third place -- AGAIN! &lt;/span&gt;not bad at all. haha! two first place, one second place, and three third place awards later, it was announced that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CSA-Makati&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;overall champion&lt;/span&gt; for this year. YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IYF! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in the dressing room, Sir P led us to prayer, class photos, then we left. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CSA-D! *thanks, --!*&lt;/span&gt; wahahahahahaha! fitting everyone into the vehicles was tougher this time because the campers had to stay in one vehicle. we sardined YME, Francis, Jima, Perry, Enrico, Lisette, Mel, Kei, CJ, Jan and myself in the back rows, and Mrs. Regunton and Sir Gallardo in the front seat. poor van, it sounded soooo tired. thank God it didn't break down or anything. LOLS on the way back to school. we arrived at 4:30ish, then I waited with Jan, Lance, Enrico, Jama and Mikh in front of the theater. playing with the keyboard DJ was fun. it made moaning sounds. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super mega heavy traffic on the way home. drive-thru at McDo, home by 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;I've been too lazy to watch season premieres of Glee, Gossip Girl, How I Met Your Mother, and Grey's Anatomy; I tried to watch Grey's earlier tonight, but the Internet connection wouldn't cooperate, so I just quit it. maybe tomorrow. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;so, yeah, my title's true. this whole week has been awesome, all things considered. it's great that this year, every activity with 4D ends on a great note, no matter how chaotic the beginning and middle parts might've been. it's a real blessing, and I love 4D more because of it. thank you, Sir Padlan, Mrs. Regunton, Ms. Santiago, Mrs. Siyang, Mrs. Padlan, Sir Villanueva, Sir Gallardo and Mrs. Robles for helping us out and being there for us the whole time. couldn't have done it without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in your face, BVs and detractions!&lt;/span&gt; nice try bringing me/us down. on the other hand, you have made the happy ending much, much sweeter. okay, whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3378881499565989174?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3378881499565989174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3378881499565989174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3378881499565989174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3378881499565989174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/every-moment-was-so-precious.html' title='every moment was so precious. :)'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-321192508015431965</id><published>2009-09-20T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:52:21.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Report Cards.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eco-Songfest &apos;09.'/><title type='text'>super mega frequency!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Electric City by Black Eyed Peas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO DOWN, ONE MORE TO GO! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was funnish. I just remember playing SF on Francis' laptop while waiting for the guys' soccer game, which got cancelled. Thursday was a horrible ACP day. the quiz messed up my mood for training on the second hour. Friday was good, too. we got our report cards, and although I got disqualified again because of Math, my general average was a pleasant surprise. we didn't do much except for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eco-Songfest&lt;/span&gt; and ACET stuff. I went home early and studied. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:15 AM yesterday [Saturday], showered, got dressed, prayed with Ate Julie, then left the house. I did some last minute review of some formulas in my QMR. traffic was starting to get kind of heavy when we got to Ateneo at 7. I waited in line with Greggy for like a half hour, then we went to our rooms. blah blah, the ACET started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Proficiency was first. I remember it being quite confusing because most of the choices pretty much meant the same thing. the essay was part of the time allotted for EP, so that was a little difficult to balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math Proficiency was next. I must admit it wasn't as outrageously horrifying as I've been expecting, but it was still very difficult for me. I was able to solve for answers that match the given choices, so that's sort of good, but it makes everything scarier; it might just be an illusion of knowing the answer, so the paranoia about it is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a ten-minute break, then we proceeded with the aptitude parts of the whole exam. those &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25-items-in-5-minutes kinds of tests&lt;/span&gt; are the worst. that was the first time ever that I actually understood what a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time-pressured&lt;/span&gt; test is. my orange answer sheet has lots of Cs on them. hahahaha! nothing beats &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abstract Reasoning&lt;/span&gt;, though.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THAT. WAS. F*CKED. UP. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, I found the ACET very difficult. I can't really compare it to the UPCAT because that was the first CET we ever took, and, of course, that makes the experience waaaay different from this one. anyway, for now, I'm going to enjoy the fact that the test is actually done. it's all in God's hands now, and I have faith in His will. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kpop and Kdramas shall commence!&lt;/span&gt; the hyperventilating and fidgeting shall resume at the end of December. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Yam outside the high school building, where we saw Carlos, Ian and Kat in line for their afternoon test. Yam and I walked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Gesu&lt;/span&gt; to pray and wait for M, L and E. we moved to a nearby waiting shed, then met up with the gang in front of MVP. we ran back to Gesu where Lisette's dad was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car ride to Lisette's was kind of stressful, but mostly fun. I sat with the guys in the back row, and they kept on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pendong-peace&lt;/span&gt;-ing each other. it looked and sounded painful, so it was stressful to be in the middle of all of that. :)) they also kept on bringing up some items from the test. that's always stressful, but we couldn't seem to stop discussing the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luuuunch at L's house was mmm. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLOPPY JOES!&lt;/span&gt; hungry hungry hungry. when it started raining, the five of us plus Lisette's parents and Ate Luey were sharing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scary stories&lt;/span&gt; and talking about horror movies. ehhh. haha! we just watched TV after that, then we ate some cake and ice cream. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SHET BABOY!&lt;/span&gt; we went to Lisette's room after, supposedly to get some sleep, but instead, we just laughed and talked and took pictures and made noise. we went down for dinner at 7ish. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG, PASTAAAAA!&lt;/span&gt; I think I ate as much, if not more than Earl did. achievement! it was hard to control myself. I just kept on putting noodles and some sauce on my plate. mmmm. =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and Earl left at 8ish. Yam, Lisette and I watched Hitch while playing with the noodles. we had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noodle eating race&lt;/span&gt;. it was hilarious! when the movie was done, the three of us went up to Lisette's room again to try and get some sleep. success! I only remember putting on BigBang in my iPod, then waking up again at 12:12 AM. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sarap matulog!&lt;/span&gt; Ate Julie was supposed to pick me up at 12, but she left Eastwood quite late so the three of us plus Ate Luey still got to share stories and LOL before Yam and I left past 1. Ate Julie and I dropped Yam off at his house, then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been an awesome Saturday. that was the best possible way to spend the day post-ACET. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks, Lisette and YME!&lt;/span&gt; and Lisette's mom for the yuuuummy food and Lisette's dad for driving for us and Ate Luey for sharing stories. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;the 'rents will be arriving from LA in a few hours. PSYCHED! I've missed them so, so much. it would've been great if they were around right before I took the ACET. their prayers always give me strength and bring me to tears. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long weekend! though we won't have all of Monday off because of Eco-Songfest practice, the extra time for aaaaall the backlog due to ACET preparation is much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, I'm leaving everything up to You, Lord. there's nothing left for me to do but pray and hope for the best, and wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get some sleep. good night/morning, freaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. belated happy birthday, Mel and Jan! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-321192508015431965?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/321192508015431965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=321192508015431965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/321192508015431965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/321192508015431965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/super-mega-frequency.html' title='super mega frequency!'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-803331647916807350</id><published>2009-09-15T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:37:07.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yearbook.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>the sky could be blue, could be gray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strawberry Swing by Coldplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo looking forward to Sunday, when this whole week's already behind me: quizzes, report card, ACET, and, hopefully, the allergies on my face. the last one's kind of hard to explain, even I don't know how they happened. anyway. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong, school's always fun because of the people; it's the school work and, okay, people sometimes that make things difficult. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's all just soo exhausting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was quite blah, I don't really remember much about it. today was kind of fun because of soccer during PE, but it was more of a hassle because we only had an hour for dressing up, warming up, learning stuff and taking a shower after. the showers at the tennis court was awesome, though. XD Lisette, Guia and I ran back to the building because we heard the bell ring. we some three minutes left of recess when we got there. I looked soo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haggardo&lt;/span&gt; with my red bath towel, trying to dry off my drenched hair. ech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excused with Jan, Earl and Michael during Journ and English, much as I wish I wasn't. I hated missing Physics because that makes it a bit harder to learn a new lesson. lunch was kind of fun because everyone was hungry, therefore many were around. CLE was okay; Math went quite well because I was able to understand what Ate Gela was helping me with -- it sucked, though, because I found another reason to feel horrible about being horrible at Math. :| English was kind of okay, too, though it could've been better if I wasn't feeling so sulky. Francis and I struggled with the outline pairwork. hahahaha. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing my potential Math grade for the first quarter made things more horrible. this whole time, I was like, whatever, I won't care if I get low in Math because I'm used to it. but when I saw my grades together with everyone else's, I felt bad, oddly, and I teared up. it was a hooorrible feeling, so I doused it with Kpop and Math homework. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they're actually a good match, Kpop and Math.&lt;/span&gt; or maybe it was just for that time. whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things got better. I was able to sorta finish my Math homework and sorta help out with the Eco-Songfest song. then I went home. okay. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, really, really tired. let this be over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-803331647916807350?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/803331647916807350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=803331647916807350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/803331647916807350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/803331647916807350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/sky-could-be-blue-could-be-gray.html' title='the sky could be blue, could be gray.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2719095979359244904</id><published>2009-09-12T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:22:39.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>never want to be found. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Found by Phillip LaRue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the only non-Kpop song that I've downloaded in a week, so I'm using it. :)) and I also remember hearing this again yesterday in the bus on the way back to school, so I figured I should just download it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Belated Happy Sexy Seventeenth, Cocs! I love you. stay happy! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Happy Sexy Seventeenth, Romano! God bless you, PEK. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this has been such an awesome week. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday -- &lt;/span&gt;last &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PGH&lt;/span&gt; Outreach! aww. after the FC, we sorted and packed the loaves of bread, then headed to PGH; too bad the SAC didn't go to the same hospital, woulda been cool if Schmeps stayed with us, too. anyway, SC and HSSC bonded a lot in the bus, both on the way to PGH and back to school. the SC's bread distribution was relatively quicker than in the past years, so we had more time to rest and take pictures. the open area at PGH was a great place for photos, though the manong guard told us not to keep the oblation and UPM logo in the background. tons of photos later, we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;McDonald's Macapagal&lt;/span&gt; for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super bonding with the SC and Carlo and Lance. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KALORKAY CONVERSATIONS!&lt;/span&gt; and we all pigged out, except for Joan of ERK who only spent 65 pesos on lunch. XD when we were done eating, we played&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FMK &lt;/span&gt;and talked about disgusting stuff that shouldn't be talked about in front of food or around people who're eating. Enrico and I bought ice cream, then we all went back to school. 4D was watching &lt;s&gt;Moses&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Prince of Egypt&lt;/span&gt;, so I took the time to do some last-minute ACP quiz review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACP was fun! it was filled with stifled laughter. :)) the quiz was okay. after that, Delta lined up outside the room, then Ma'am Dominguez and Sir Ples made me do the proper way of entering the room for my flight. had to do it several times: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sir, Cadet Airwoman Second Class Nayve, Josephine Astilla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; requesting your permission to enter the room, Sir. XD&lt;/span&gt; lecture was kind of fun, though it was kind of hard to understand at first. the officers were in a good mood. all the stifled laughter blew up and out at the end when Sir Burgos cracked a joke about Ellen/Sebastian. we all had to pocket our smiles. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home, I just relaaaaxed and stayed online all night. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday --&lt;/span&gt; last 4D Outreach? let's hope not because we weren't able to finish this one. :)) everyone was just doing their thing and playing with gadgets until we had to leave at 8:30ish. Mrs. R even allowed us to sit with whomever/whoever we wanted to sit with, so I stayed in the bus with YME, Schmeps, Guia, Kat, Kez, Francis, Enrico, Carlos, Jones, Ian, Eric, Miki, HS, Perry and Mrs. Tapia -- I hope I didn't miss anybody. :)) the weather was actually really nice -- it wasn't sunny, the breeze felt nice, but it wasn't raining - yet. at the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; GK Village&lt;/span&gt;, we split into four groups, then did some digging. kalorkay my groupmates because Earl was the only one who could dig properly; the rest of us just pushed dirt around. Mel dropped her phone in the mud, and Earl made a sticky mess on the puddle of water! wahahaha! when the drizzle got a bit stronger, we took a break and grabbed some snacks from the sari-sari stores and waited for the rain to stop so we could go back to 'work'. Schmeps, Jan, Mrs. R and I and a few others decided to stay with the cement-mixing people, supposedly to do some mixing once they've given us a headstart. unfortunately, the tiny cockroaches creeped us out, so we just watched. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the skies were really gray, so the light drizzle began again. Iza and I were just standing and watching the gray skies when the rain started getting stronger. we stayed and took it all in -- the strong wind, the hard rain and the cold temperature -- until the digging people started running back to the tent. :)) we all stayed in the area between two built houses and just took pictures until Mrs. Tapia and Mrs. R told us we're going back early since the weather wouldn't let us continue working. after the prayer and a couple of class photos, we boarded the buses and went back to school; got some sleep during the ride, too. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in school, some of us ordered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lunch from KFC&lt;/span&gt;; I was one of the piggies who ordered 200 pesos worth of food. ugh! while waiting, I played some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Street Fighter &lt;/span&gt;on Francis' laptop, and the guys decided to connect it to the projector so the whole class could watch me lose. :)) the food arrived, we had lunch, then did nothing important. some of us played with the hair iron, and Francis and Earl fell victims to my hair ironing skills. like I said, it was filled with nothing. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dressed up after dismissal, then left with Kim, Jan, Mel, Jones and Schmeps via Kim's car. we met up with Enrico, Guia and Lance to get Klara's gifts. super struggle! we sweeped through SM, Glorietta and Landmark for two and a half hours to get everything, then we caught up with Klara and the others at Chili's GB5 for the birthday dinner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURPRISE!&lt;/span&gt; congrats, Cocs and Jama. :P I had tons of fun laughing and getting all kilig with everybody. I've missed you, Da! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super yummy, heavy and expensive dinner ended at 9ish already, so Schmeps, Jones and I went to G4 after a few games at Timezone with everyone else. the three of us waited almost an hour for a cab at the line at G4. :)) Lisette and I got home at 10:30, then she got picked up after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my night ended at 2:30 AM today because of all the addicting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BigBang videos&lt;/span&gt;. it was hard to stop at one video when there were a kajillion others to view.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; GAAAAH I LOVE BB! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand, today, I've nothing to do. the sisters are out, Kuya's asleep, I've no plans. oh, and the 'rents called earlier! I miss them so much already, I can't wait for the 20th! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must get some ACET review done. it's in a week.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PANIC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2719095979359244904?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2719095979359244904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2719095979359244904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2719095979359244904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2719095979359244904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-want-to-be-found.html' title='never want to be found. :)'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-859795470394749186</id><published>2009-09-09T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:34:31.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabayan &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>don't deny what's inside.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On and On and On by Wilco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS, 4D!&lt;/span&gt; we may not have bagged the championship trophy this year, but we definitely put up a great fight and gave them a hard time. as the judge has said, we showed the real art [sining?] of Sabayang Pagbigkas, and that's basically the very essence and core of the competition. it's been an awesome four years of Sabayan performances with you guys, and I'm proud of the stuff we've done. we soared high on our final flight. I love you guys! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the title is unquestionably yours, but the victory is undeniably ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YES, ANG DRAMA! okay, tama na. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, yeah, yesterday was fun. all morning was spent practicing and preparing for Sabayan -- make-up was the toughest part! the Ravenas' make-up was AWESOOOOME! lipstick for the eyelids. o_O &lt;s&gt;Zweezerland.&lt;/s&gt; to be perfectly honest, I wasn't that nervous before or during our performance; I was mostly resigned -- this is our last year, whatever happens happens, and I truly believed we'd do fantastico no matter what. the nerves just kicked in when the judge was about to announce the winners. the stuff he said gave me hope, then brought me down. I cried a few droplets. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the HUGE compliment he gave us before announcing the champion was very much welcome, but it totally caused much confusion and discussion among us afterwards. Sir SJ dropped by waaay after dismissal and talked to us. funnn. the classroom was disgustingly chaotic. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fuuuun as well. people cleaned up the classroom, so it looked super nice. :)) we wrote the intro to our essays during English; I distributed the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grad pic proofs.&lt;/span&gt; MINE SUCK! I'm happy about my informal shots, but my formal shots are shit so I'm gonna have them redone this Saturday. we feasted over each other's photos after English. Filipino was supposed to be for lecture, but Sir SJ got carried away and talked to us about Sabayan, et.al. don't get me wrong, I totally appreciate all the things he said, but it was hard not to laugh during his class. everyone was hyper, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we even celebrated 9:09 AM of 09.09.09! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess was kalorkay. bow. then we had Physics! the egg drop was streeeessful for Marc, CJ and me. our egg hit the wall so it had cracks on it. prepping for the second trial during lunch time/dismissal was extra stressful, but it went really well. the flight/float/landing looked awesome. :D oh, and classes were suspended during Social time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was suspended until 12 noon for students, and 2 PM for teachers. =))&lt;/span&gt; Social was fun, Sir Blanca was sabaw, too. and the guys kept picking on Earl because of the lesson. our Senate visit got cancelled, too, though. blah. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, had lunch, slept till 6, online till now. whaaat. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the moooood to study for the ACP quiz tomorrow. and I don't really understand the lesson -- they all seem like random words to me. :c of course, I will try to study. hahaha! don't wanna say goodbye to promotioooon. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C/AW2C Nayve, Josephine Astilla ACP! &lt;/span&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PGH Outreach tomorrow! or not. at least I hope not. I'm seriously wishing for a suspension of classes again tomorrow. let's see if it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sorry for the people who are gravely affected by the extreme flooding, but I still love the rain and cold weather.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; okay, wala lang. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-859795470394749186?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/859795470394749186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=859795470394749186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/859795470394749186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/859795470394749186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-deny-whats-inside.html' title='don&apos;t deny what&apos;s inside.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3899901791319091461</id><published>2009-09-07T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:55:09.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabayan &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><title type='text'>burn in here with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Want Someone Badly by Jeff Buckley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long weekend. again. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;-- super feel Sabayan practice. our last ever, apparently. I felt Sir SJ's silent support. hahahaha. went to Mass at Glo by myself, dropped by The Gap to check out the clothes I want, got locked in the dressing room [longish story], met up with Kat and Kez at DQ, saw some fat bitches, went around, had dinner with Ate Julie and Kuya JCs, last full show of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Year One &lt;/span&gt;at G4 -- effing HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; -- ACET refresher with Kei, Jones, Ian and CSA guys. quite helpful, actually. our lecturers were way better than last time. had fun bonding with Kei over Kpop during breaks; too bad the DB guys weren't around, the game would've been more fun if they were there, too. a bit of malling with K and J, then Sbarro dinner with Ate Julie and Kuya JC. bought make-up and other stuff, went to the grocery, then went hoooome. KPOP NIGHT ALL NIGHT! music videos make things much funner. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;-- no classes. again. long weekends every week! studied for ACET for a few hours, then Kpopped all day. went out with Ate Anne and Kuya Greggy for dinner at Slice n' Dice, then back home for more surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;okay, so I'm way nervous about Sabayang Pagbigkas Finals tomorrow. for one, it's our last ever, and we've worked hard on it, considering that we've had much school stuff to juggle with it. also, competition's pretty tough this year, as with all other years, so we've gotta bring it like we've never &lt;s&gt;brung&lt;/s&gt; brought it before. here comes the emo part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, okay, I lost it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, though. I'm feeling quite emotional about tomorrow. it must be a Senior thing. haha. but anyway, after tomorrow, we can all breathe easy, so that's something to look forward to. first thing's first, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD BLESS US TOMORROW, 4D!&lt;/span&gt; though I'm not sure any of you would still get to read this, I still wanna say that I feel blessed to have been able to perform through 3-going-on-4 Sabayans with you guys. we're completely awesome, and we've proven ourselves last year; LET'S DO IT AGAIN TOMORROW! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens, all that really matters is that we gave it our best, and that we go out banging. of course, it'd still be best if we bring home the bacon. we can so do this, Rabenas and Mulawins. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW, WE &lt;s&gt;FLY&lt;/s&gt; SOAR! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I've missed being openly emotional about class love. :))]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3899901791319091461?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3899901791319091461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3899901791319091461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3899901791319091461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3899901791319091461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/burn-in-here-with-me.html' title='burn in here with me.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8458787151893897226</id><published>2009-09-04T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:01:13.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yearbook.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabayan &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>long walks in the dark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dream by Priscilla Ahn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearing this song again after some months makes me even more excited about season 6! then again, not so much because George is dead. :c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; -- I don't remember much about it, except Vest Friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confessions of A Soul &lt;/span&gt;[LOL that play], and wanting so badly to go home already because of the headache + colds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday &lt;/span&gt;-- super annoying Sabayan practice because the feathers triggered allergic reactions from many of us, aggravating the colds that some already have. apparently, we weren't allowed to practice outside the classroom, so we had to endure all the sneezing. even worse, our tech rehearsal at the theater was shoooortened -- we started late because the section that came before us ended late, and we weren't given ample time extension to make up for our time consumed by the previous section. HOW ANNOYING. Mrs. Padlan let us practice at the covered court till lunch time. I so love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACP was funnish, but as with every week, it didn't feel fun when I was going through it. lecture for the first hour was kinda uhh. I'm no good at serious stuff like maps. :)) recitation was weird. I got carried away, though I wasn't always right. it felt silly. haha. field on the second hour was kind of fun. I really enjoyed that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one gig&lt;/span&gt; Sir G made us do. when we were on squat-thrusts, a lot of us were laughing already because of our&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dyahe sipon&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha! Sebastian kind of stepped on then kicked my hand during deploy, so when it was time for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pihit&lt;/span&gt; training, I was super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaw &lt;/span&gt;already. chill time at the classroom after that was fun. people were just dancing and laughing. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;-- super rainy day. before homeroom time, I got Den and Jan to go with me to the bookstore to buy a pair of socks because the one I had on got stepped and rained on. Den and I bought some ribbons like grade school kids. haha. we just had Math and English today, then Sabayan practice during Physics, and prep for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Parents' Day&lt;/span&gt; the rest of the time. the girls and I didn't do much prepping, but we did a lot of dancing and singing. aside from the people decorating, most of us were pretty chill, just sitting/standing around and doing whatever till the parents started coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started the program at 1:15ish. Matt and I backed out as emcees, and Kez and Kat took over. the program was really short, and Ate Julie came just in time for the AVP. Lance's picture was first, and by then, I was already choked up -- I was choked up pretty much the whole time, and even cried when the emotions all came up with my pictures and message. I gave Ate the tumbler I designed last night, then we all continued aww-ing and laughing at our photos. yummy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grams &lt;/span&gt;food was served after that. YUMMY INDEED! so we all ate, then people started leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang time/practice after that was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayy fun! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIKH! you have a mission. :))&lt;/span&gt; so yeah, practice and hang time. after one good round, we all went back to our own things: Earl was singing, some were just sitting, Raf and Miki were playing with a ping-pong ball, and the rest were all over Sims on Francis' laptop. when Earl's fun with the microphone and antique whatevs was cut short by Mang Narding and the laptop people sounded so excited, everyone ended up joining them laptop people. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VOODOO WAS FUN/NY!&lt;/span&gt; it totally brought the class together. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the laughing and talking was tiring. I fell asleep in the school bus even before we've left school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, how totally incoherent is this blog entry. forgive me, I lack decent sleep, as usual. and I hafta get up early again tomorrow for yearbook duty. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this past week's been really fun, like the past few weeks. I love that 4D's getting along really well, as far as I know, and that we seem to be really enjoying each other's company. it's gonna be tough on graduation day. :c BUT BEFORE THAT! hahaha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm looking forward to going to school everyday again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sorta, save for the crappy school work. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I really miss Ma and Pa. two more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TGIF! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8458787151893897226?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8458787151893897226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8458787151893897226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8458787151893897226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8458787151893897226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-walks-in-dark.html' title='long walks in the dark.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7152824551600093209</id><published>2009-09-01T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:28:15.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intrams.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contacts.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flunking.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>she wears short skirts, I wear short shorts. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I know, I tweaked the lyrics a little bit. makes sense, though, right? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was so much fun at JR's house. everyone was ultra super hyper and making &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwento&lt;/span&gt; about the boat loads of new stuff that happened over the weekend. shrieks here, sighs there, laughter everywhere! I left at 5, went home, showered and left the house again with Pa and Kuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we picked Ma up from SM Makati, then we went to GB3 to meet up with the Ates for dinner at NSG. the food was yummy, really, and the conversation was fun and silly. too bad Ate Anne's C-magnetism had to come up again. hahaha. badtrip. :)) coffee from SBC, then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun, too, except for a few bumpy parts. new seats! I'm with my HIMYM gang plus Francis. VEST FRIEND = SEATMATE = FOOD! :)) BVs aside, the whole day was quite fun. we had set 3 of the mixed volleyball game against E. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE WON, YAY!&lt;/span&gt; it was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;nakaka-scary&lt;/span&gt; game [Ivan], as usual, but we pulled through. thank God my services all went in this time. it woulda sucked if they still, well, sucked. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm failing at Physics. :| :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pig-out lunch time! I had arroz caldo because I have this belief that some sort of soup would help me feel better when I'm feeling sick. Kei and I split mojos with dip, then talked the break away. oh yeah, there was much chaos today about Kei's contacts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalorkay naman kasi!&lt;/span&gt; it looked like he had four irises. the black part of the eyes is called an iris, right? anyway. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand I slept during most of CLE time. I finished my seatwork right away so I could sleep. it felt good to be able to take a power nap, but it totally made me sabaw during the next period: MATH. how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaw&lt;/span&gt; could one possibly get, huh? I ate some Fita from Mikh to wake me up, but thinking of food just got me and Yam hungryyy. at least I got my energy back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was fun/ny. we rechecked lotsa stuff and fought for considerations. it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaaaaw! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;expat = expert? expatriarch? =))&lt;/span&gt; we'll finish the remaining items tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought food at the caf with my fellow delinquents after dismissal. we were late for practice. I was supposed to go home right away so I could bring the 'rents to the airport, but Ma texted and said they're leaving the house an hour earlier to get seating assignments. I got home at 6, took a short nap, had dinner, took a longer nap, and went online. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SNOOZE, YOU LOSE! I didn't really snooze, but the idea remains. oh well. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BigBang Seungri T.O.P. WAH! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7152824551600093209?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7152824551600093209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7152824551600093209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7152824551600093209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7152824551600093209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-wears-short-skirts-i-wear-short.html' title='she wears short skirts, I wear short shorts. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1219302816563533801</id><published>2009-08-29T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:52:31.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TGIF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>your words don't translate, and it's getting quite late. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;F**k You (Very Much) by Lily Allen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up a dance step for the 'kyou 'kyou part last Thursday. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Friday was awesome. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school at 6 AM [thanks to Kuya] for the float stuff. work work work, mass, then parade. the parade was fun! while Earl, Guia, Yam and Jones were sweating on the back of Jama's pick-up, Ms. Malinao, Enrico, Joan, Kei and I enjoyed the comfort of the inside of the vehicle. it was fun to just sit there with airconditioning, just saying hi to people we know. the thing was done by 10, then we had free time till 11 -- the girls and a few guys were playing random games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had Social, then lunch. it was Kyna's surprise birthday lunch! after greeting her, we were fed with yummy grub from Amber. Earl had this thing about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT'S THIS, KABAYONG BUNTIS? WHAT'S THAT, KABAYONG BUNDAT?&lt;/span&gt; he was insisting that it was the other way around; he even did a survey, and although most of the respondents agree with him, Lisette and I still firmly stand by what we know. it got pretty annoying at one point. how shallow. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. G came over today!&lt;/span&gt; we ambushed her at the faculty room after lunch, then she brought us back to our classroom and left after taking pictures. I miss her soooo much! Journ was spent checking the PT. we didn't finish everything because of all the questions and considerations and justifications. I wanted to sleep instead. hahaha. 'planning' for Parents' Day during the last period. it was meh. everyone was having their own discussions. as usual! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dismissal time was super fun! somehow, a few of us just got together and talked about yaoi. I learned a lot from Iza and Joan. it was a very.. informative discussion. hahaha! that led to reminiscing the anime and other shows we grew up watching. it was funny when someone would bring up an anime/show/game and people would react. it's interesting to find out who grew up watching the same shows and playing the same games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, we're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old.&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rode Lisette's school bus to her house. her driver was funny! I kept on dozing off, though, then I would remember as soon as I'm jolted awake that I'm not in my school bus. haha. we arrived at her house at 4:30ish, ate a few servings of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Chips Ahoy Chewy&lt;/span&gt;, rested, then took turns taking a shower and got ready for the night. we took a cab from her house to High Street and met up with YME outside Mag:net. R followed after an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POSSUM NIGHT WITH RYME AND SCHMEPS!&lt;/span&gt; so very HIMYM. hahaha! we had a blast with Earl's SLR, and I especially enjoyed the food. yummy chicken fingers and sausages. :)) we spent the night talking, laughing, meeting new people, and taking a gazillion photos. Raj even showed off his kickass moves to strangers. btw, the performers were all really great. I especially loved Julianne. she's awesome live. and DJ Benjo! it's the first time I ever heard of him, and immediately I found his music suitable to my taste. great sound. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Krispy Kreme at 10 to chill. I bought the guys donuts. hahaha! after a while, we went to Fully Booked to get my bag and Yam's, then they waited with me outside Fully Booked. Kuya got stuck in traffic, so Lisette, Earl and Yam were able to leave earlier than me. Matt and Raj kept me company till Kuya arrived. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRAFFIC SUCKED ASS!&lt;/span&gt; I felt so bad for Kuya, he seemed so tired already. the flow of traffic in Makati was crazy and stupid. how annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome way to cap off such a WOAH week. thanks for tonight, frienditudes. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for beeeed! I haven't had more than 4 hours of sleep a night all week. pimples are appearing on my abused and exhausted skin, and my eyes are crying for help already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for ze weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1219302816563533801?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1219302816563533801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1219302816563533801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1219302816563533801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1219302816563533801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-words-dont-translate-and-its.html' title='your words don&apos;t translate, and it&apos;s getting quite late. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5653802699372892747</id><published>2009-08-27T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:26:16.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PT.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>it's too big, it's too wide. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ego by Beyoncé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUIBBLY! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super duper hyper day, considering the 2-and-a-half hours of sleep I had to function on. exams were okay -- Filipino was ehh, Math was easier than I expected, but I won't jinx it either. hahaha. 4D classroom/corridor with Kei and the gang.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THANKS FOR THE HANGUL PHRASEBOOK, LANCE! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chitchat, council work, mall with Guia and Earl, back to school with McDo lunch, work work work on the float, went home at 5:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an awesome and tiiiiiring day all around -- ergo the forgoing of detaaaails. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;antok na ako, teh.&lt;/span&gt; I plan on getting some much needed and deserved sleep in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO MORE FIRST QUARTER PTs IN HIGH SCHOOOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk if that's actually a good thing or not, but for right now, it's the best thing ever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired to give a shit.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; nakakapagod ah!&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5653802699372892747?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5653802699372892747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5653802699372892747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5653802699372892747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5653802699372892747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-too-big-its-too-wide.html' title='it&apos;s too big, it&apos;s too wide. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-392724925529718869</id><published>2009-08-26T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:32:20.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flunking.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PT.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>let the wars begin; let my strength wear thin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Your Love Be Strong by Switchfoot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooh, that's baaad. :&gt; :)) -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCAE today was.. well, actually kind of fun. I especially liked the Mathematical Ability subtest because it didn't make me feel stupid like all the Math tests I take do. seriously! there was just one item of permutation, and it was effing basic. that was sooo awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my roommates were pretty fun, too. got to hang a little with Gela, Joan, Joy, Da and some of the other girls during the breaks. oh, and p.s. the chicken and rice they served from the caf was actually pretty good, too bad I didn't get to finish it because we had to start with the tests again. well, it might've tasted good because I was super hungry. there's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how could I have forgotten during the Social PT yesterday what ALLOCATION means? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate, Guia and I hanged at Ginang's office after the test. she gave us tickets OH NOES! but whatevs. the chitchat was fun. I miss Ginang and Filipino class so, so much. :&gt; then I rushed to the bus, and went back to the basement where 4D people are because I wasn't leaving yet, then I left after a few minutes because my mind was about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand, here I am. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go and study now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATH AND FILIPINO TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;. fast forward to tomorrow afternoon, please? to that time when the tests are over and done with. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG COME AROUND BY RHETT MILLER -- YES PLEASE DO! :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-392724925529718869?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/392724925529718869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=392724925529718869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/392724925529718869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/392724925529718869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-wars-begin-let-my-strength-wear.html' title='let the wars begin; let my strength wear thin.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-430879453452046699</id><published>2009-08-25T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:33:24.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giddy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flunking.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PT.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>you're fine for a while, but you start to lose control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trouble Is A Friend by Lenka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting a little extra effort into blogging more often. the archive at the sidebar would make it seem like I've been neglecting my Blogspot for Tumblr. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which actually is the case, since Tumblr accommodates my super quick and spontaneous posts while this one carries lengthy, more detailed and thoroughly-thought out ones, and there's just not enough time for that anymore. it might get better in the coming months. idk. Senior year's been pretty hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yesterday was the first day of our last first quarter PTs in high school.&lt;/span&gt; take a moment to understand that sentence. I avoided spending time in front of the pc last Sunday to study for English and Social, and write my sulatin. whatevs whatevs, the tests turned out to be pretty tough. after Social, I went to the 4D classroom and found people arguing and stressing over the pay-off matrix. AAARGH! I hung out with frienditudes outside the classroom, then at the parking with Schmeps before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 2:30 in the afternoon and asked to be woken up at 3:30. I woke up at 5.30, watched the super short and badly dubbed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOF Finale Special&lt;/span&gt;, then studied all night -- ish, because I was online the latter part of the evening. I fell asleep studying for CLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's tests weren't any better -- except for CLE, I guess, because I was outta there in 30 minutes; I found out afterwards that I've a few mistakes, though. hahaha. 4D was at the usual spot in the caf during the loooong break, studying and eating and whatevs. a few of us played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F*ck-Marry-Kill&lt;/span&gt;/whatevs it's called. it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakahiya&lt;/span&gt;, at first, because HELLO! the people you're supposed to pick from are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) your old/good friends/classmates&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b) right in front of you, or they come over from somewhere just to hear your answers.&lt;/span&gt; but it proved to be quite fun and funny. hahahaha! what was funny, I guess, was how everyone's so casual about it. we've moved a step higher from our level of comfort with supposedly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bastos&lt;/span&gt; stuff. great? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was GAAAAAH. I expected it to be easier than that. the component method and problem solving made me wanna shit bricks so badly! well, at that time, it did. haha. I used up all the time allotted for the test stressing over problem solving and those vectors, thinking that my answers were so horribly wrong that even I couldn't understand or interpret them. I gave up when the last ones started to give up, then I spoke to Mikh and found out that my problem solving answers were actually correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, no, I ain't kidding when I say that my brain was messed up for a good half hour after that. my grammar and pronunciation skills faltered noticeably when I was talking/ranting to Mikh and Jan. HORRIBLE! after getting some test papers in Filipino and Math, I caught up with the bus [already on its way out of the campus] and bought McDo before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent all afternoon watching/ogling/giggling/fangirling on several videos: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anycall Magic Hole CFs&lt;/span&gt; starring LMH and KHJ, and some video of SS501 answering questions. it was all so cute, I almost died. had to stop all the clicking and reblogging before it was too late. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free-ish night tonight because tomorrow's the NCAE, and I can't really study for that, can I? hell will resume breaking loose [wth!] tomorrow, when it's time to review for Math and Filipino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cue the horror movie shrieks. x_x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. new mantra: JUST KEEP SWIMMING! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-430879453452046699?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/430879453452046699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=430879453452046699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/430879453452046699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/430879453452046699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/youre-fine-for-while-but-you-start-to.html' title='you&apos;re fine for a while, but you start to lose control.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-4215607075061204443</id><published>2009-08-22T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:05:49.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yearbook.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giddy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>my back begins to tingle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chasing Pavements by Adele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;possum Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.30, went to the salon at 9 with Ma and met up with Schmeps, Tita Lei and Ate Luey for hair and make-up at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victor Ortega. &lt;/span&gt;WAHAHAHA! we were done by 11, so I went with Schmeps and her mom and sister to school. hassle galore! we had to change, get our picture taken, change again, wait, then have our picture taken. I was cool with my wacky shots since they wouldn't show up in the year book, but my formal shots were frustrating. I remember my smile being too wide. ehh, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad the arrangements for the class photo were crappy; seems like we couldn't have a whole class photo? or whatevs, idk what happened. we just sat around and waited and took our own photos. people wanted to have lunch at the mall, but some of us didn't wanna go at all so we stayed -- they took it as us wanting to have practice, so they came back, but left after finding out that we were just too lazy to go anywhere. eventually, Lisette, Yam, Matt, Francis and I walked out of the campus, Matt and Francis got a cab, then we went to the mall. Francis and Yam had to come back for Mikh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looooong late lunch at Food Choices. the crazy conversations, my goodness! we bought &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quickly, &lt;/span&gt;then hung out at DQ, then dropped Mikh off at the driveway, then went window shopping. the walking was tiring, but the window shopping was waaaay fun and funny. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Gap &lt;/span&gt;was the best stop of our shopping escapade. Matt had to leave after that, so we dispersed -- sort of, because Francis, Yam and Lisette stayed together while I bought groceries with Mama. met up with Yam after so he could hitch with us going home. thanks for pushing the shopping cart and helping load the groceries, Yamidoodles! much kwento on the way home. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a looooooong day, but, like the past two days, it was possum all around -- except for the crappy formal photos and missing out on 4D bonding. but hey, bright side! hahahaha! ahlav my STT friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4D, let's watch Up together, game? :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. I danced to Wonder Girls songs for an hour before going to sleep last night. it was GRRRREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh gahd. &lt;/span&gt;:&gt; :| :)) :P =)) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-4215607075061204443?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4215607075061204443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=4215607075061204443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4215607075061204443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4215607075061204443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-back-begins-to-tingle.html' title='my back begins to tingle.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7967202960111796314</id><published>2009-08-21T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:16:47.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>drown me in love. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come On Get Higher by Matt Nathanson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta make this quick. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME LAST FRIENDSHIP DAY! &lt;/span&gt;the whole day was awesome all around -- except for the tummy ache and nerves before ACP PT. love was everywhere! except dismissal time because I took the Math make-up quiz. horrible score for sure. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; -- afternoon and evening with 4D! school, then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YME and Schmeps&lt;/span&gt;. YME attempted to help me shop, but it took me so long and I needed Ate Gela. the guys went home and I went home after buying a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lotsa&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; awesome details&lt;/span&gt; about these two days, but no time. gotta get some sleep so I'll look awesome in the grad photos -- before they photoshop it, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK GOD HELL WEEK'S OVER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. I love how it ended. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7967202960111796314?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7967202960111796314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7967202960111796314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7967202960111796314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7967202960111796314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/drown-me-in-love.html' title='drown me in love. :&gt;'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2870364660401667142</id><published>2009-08-17T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T07:47:24.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contests.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RHGP.'/><title type='text'>go and get your armor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battlefield by Jordin Sparks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- NCAE orientation was boring and funny towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;- Econ group discussion was green and productive. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unzip and Suck? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Filipino was ehhhh. I'm always pissy and annoyed during Filipino. haha.&lt;br /&gt;- Physics was used for 4D's exhibit viewing. we viewed yearbooks in our last stop; one of them even fell corner-first on my veiny foot. hahaha. Kez and I exposed our sisters' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chaka &lt;/span&gt;gradpics to our friends. :))&lt;br /&gt;- lunch was okay, Kei was stealing tissue from stores. I had pizza. again.&lt;br /&gt;- English was okay, too. discussion of tragedy. the girls and I weren't really paying attention at one point, but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;- CLE discussion was okay; the videos, photos and songs were enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;- RHGP was fun! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome Freshmen&lt;/span&gt; went pretty well. Jannica/Nica wasn't shy, so it wasn't difficult to interact. we played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bahay, Baboy, Bagyo&lt;/span&gt;, which turned out to be a good idea. the consequences all involved crushes and stuff related to that. :))&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Radyo Drama&lt;/span&gt; after dismissal with Romano, Kei, Jan, Kez, Guia, Lisette, Mel, Earl and Lance. FUN! hahahahaha! the topic was the controversial dinner, and it turned out to be a really enjoyable topic -- we kept on laughing while planning and practicing. I think our performance turned out really well, and I'm hoping for a winwinwin! sayang, though, because we didn't get to end with our planned last line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Ay, ang tigas! [Gloring voice]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan: Ang aliiin? [SNN Boy Abunda voice]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: Ng steak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! I even ended up speaking in that weird voice outside the contest. ehh. anyway, I had to run and catch up with the bus because I didn't wanna stay at school so late, so I had to sit in the back of the bus. IT'S BEEN SO LONG! all I wanna say is good luck to the junior bitches that I've observed today. I feel bad for them because they'll be in for a rough wake-up call of some sort when they grow older if they don't quit that effing annoying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaartehan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I'm obviously not a fan of kids. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and fell asleep until 10:30 PM. waste of time. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, time to study and write letters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2870364660401667142?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2870364660401667142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2870364660401667142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2870364660401667142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2870364660401667142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/go-and-get-your-armor.html' title='go and get your armor.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2167499713444072264</id><published>2009-08-16T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:47:53.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>I get the final say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hush Hush by Pussycat Dolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was.. fun, but that's not the right word. haha. Starbs BHS with Kuya to wait for the Ates to be done with their fun run, waited for Ate Julie to finish changing in the car while Kuya was dancing, then we went to the wake of Kuya Florence's dad at Don Bosco. it was nice to be able to catch up a little with Kuya Florence, it's like being a pre-schooler all over again. haha. the sibs and I ate a little at Yellow Cab before heading home. our conversation at Yellow Cab was.. substantial. basta. and I ended up scaring myself, tae. :)) I slept at 2 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and woke up at 6:30! hahahaha, whattalife. showered, got dressed, and was dropped off by the 'rents at CSA for the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Augustinian Family Mass&lt;/span&gt;. the councils were incomplete, but whatever. it's a good thing I heard mass with the 'rents last night because being with Guia and the other crazies while hearing mass would've been a bad idea. instead, Guia and I bought soda and I bought some pasta to douse the soda in my empty, acidic stomach. we went to the exhibit at the annex building next. lotsa interesting stuff and funny pictures. I stayed with the HSSC and SC guys, laughing and doing our usual lait around the exhibit until I had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mall with the 'rents was next. it was only 11, so there weren't that many people. I had iced mocha at Delifrance with Papa, then I went around to look for a nice casual top and a screen guard. FAIL.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Glorietta is FAAAAIIIL.&lt;/span&gt; I bumped into Mama Tin at Glorietta, then I went back to SM to buy stuff at the grocery with Mama. lunch was supposed to be next, but I excused myself to buy a screen guard at Park Square. I ended up missing lunch altogether because I went around PS looking for a digital camera, price lists and all. hahaha! got home at 3, wrote Friendship Day letters and watched the AdMU-DLSU game with the sibs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;what's up with La Salle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, I have studying to do, which I shoulda done earlier. ehh. hahahaha. here goes another weeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, I was at CSA every day of the week. that's great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2167499713444072264?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2167499713444072264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2167499713444072264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2167499713444072264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2167499713444072264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-get-final-say.html' title='I get the final say.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-4872636716383285744</id><published>2009-08-15T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:57:53.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yearbook.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabayan &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>have me feeling bust. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alive by Black Eyed Peas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my week-end blog entries are doomed to be recaps of the past three or so days. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday --&lt;/span&gt; Rector's Day. it was also Kasuotang Filipino day, so you know how that went. :)) it was a light day, except for the latter half. we had intense Sabayan practice, which was as much fun as it was stressful. oh, and the sandwiches and soda JR served tasted effing epic! everyone was starviiing. I got home at 9 PM that day, then I showered and ate dinner and worked on my hand props. I fell asleep trying to memorize the piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday -- &lt;/span&gt;JUDGMENT DAY! hahahaha. the first two periods were spent stressing over Sabayan and trying to pay attention to the first two subjects. thank goodness Mrs. Regunton just made us watch videos during second period -- some funny shit, might I add -- and gave the last 15 minutes for Sabayan prep. we dressed up, put the chairs outta the room, prayed and had a couple of rounds of practice. I've never been that nervous for a performance. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMHO, aside from not having memorized the piece fully, I think we did quite well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoever thinks otherwise has a right to his or her opinion -- well, unless his or her judgment is questionable.&lt;/span&gt; but anyway, the rest of the day went really well. the SWF agape was sorta fun, although we coulda had better food. CLE was for video-watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACP WAS FUUUUUN!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. it was kind of stressful, at first, because Ma'am Manalastas was in our flight, and she was really scary. we had lecture in the classroom, which was filled with FAIL [in reading, mostly], then marching at the field, which was filled with even more FAIL. marching was veeeery tiring! sweat was flowing down my face and valley, and I forgot to bring a hanky. at one point, I took off my glasses and placed it on the ground because it had drops of sweat. Sir Sta. Cruz held onto my glasses for me till the end of training. haha. oh, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHANTING&lt;/span&gt; was fun! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakabobo&lt;/span&gt;. even the two gigs Sir Guerrero made us do were fun. I enjoyed pushing through squat-thrusts. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bestest parts of ACP, though, were the many super LOL-ing moments. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAFI&lt;/span&gt;, Sebastian, and laughing without being told to pocket my smile were awesome. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confe with Mrs. R in the classroom after. ehh. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Thursday night was f*cking stressful, thanks to Siddhartha and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bobo&lt;/span&gt; Internet. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday -- &lt;/span&gt;WAAAAAH! I had to print my SparkNotes download before leaving the house. had to read 7 pages of tiny font throughout the ride to school until first period. English was second, and the impromptu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siddhartha&lt;/span&gt; speech thingy was super chicken. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OVERSTUDIED.&lt;/span&gt; :)) I had to expound on the word Om, though there wasn't much to expound on. my speech seemed like a joke because it was repetitive and silly. hey, at least it's over. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panic after that because I haven't studied for any of the three quizzes in the next three periods. Physics was okay, although I've failed by Mrs. Padlan's standards. :)) Social was pretty easy, but I failed to get perfect because of a stupid mistake -- I was supposed to erase one answer to replace it with the correct answer, but instead I erased the answer to the other item [which was correct], and replaced it with my supposed right answer to the other question. ergo, I got both questions wrong. =))&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FML Nerd Style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL with Friend during lunch. crazy crush shit and review for Journ. speaking of, the quiz was okay; it could've been chicken, too, if I'd studied. haha! Music was funfunfun. the stressful day was about to be over, and all we had to do was sing. the estrogen group sang Without You by Charles/Charlie Wilson, the coed group sang Love Story by Taylor Swift, and the testosterone group sang Gemini by Spongecola. I was just so hyper by that time that I kept on making side comments. it was fun. I love Music class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had to clean up the room for HonSoc, so we stayed outside and laughed and talked. we moved back in after a while and danced and listened to music. when the HonSoc people had to leave, I was left to stay with Roman, Ivan and Carlos and his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nirvana Smile&lt;/span&gt;. blahblahblah, I ended up waiting with Ivan, Chi, Kat and Jama at the side of the theater. super sabaw. I got home at 6:30 and had a massage at 9. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today -- &lt;/span&gt;woke up at 7, fed Max some pork adobo from last night, showered, got dressed, and left the house with Ate Julie. I bought some McDo breakfast, then we went to school because I had to supervise the grad pic taking of 4A and B. KiKi and I just talked and LOLed and bitched the whole time. eet was fun. and super funny. it's our turn next week; I need to find a make-up artist, hairdresser and nice casual clothes. blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm tired. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. my title is veeeeeery true on so many levels. HAHA FUDGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-4872636716383285744?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4872636716383285744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=4872636716383285744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4872636716383285744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4872636716383285744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-me-feeling-bust.html' title='have me feeling bust. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8559761399397119349</id><published>2009-08-11T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:51:55.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flunking.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>some kaleidoscopic breathing exercise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Same by Snow Patrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pig-Out Week &lt;/span&gt;is over. I'm back to not eating so much -- trying to, at the very least. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been falling asleep prematurely the past two nights: Sunday night, I fell asleep at 10:30 while trying to read Oedipus, and last night, I fell asleep when I decided to 'rest' my eyes a little at 10:30 PM again, after an hour and a half of Math. I woke up at 2:30 this morning, panicked because I haven't fixed my stuff or finished studying for Math and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crappy morning, super stressful! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crap everywhere.&lt;/span&gt; haha. Math totally killed the morning! we had review, supposedly, but everyone was still asking everyone else for help. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FEAR! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE sucked. more specifically,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; sucked. hahahaha! we had our first volleyball intrams game, and vee lost. made lotsa errors in reception and service. it was annoying. like I said, it was a crrrrappy morning. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we miss Den. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Journ was aaayt, the girls and I just talked and laughed most of the time. Physics was kinda fun, at first, then the Math started killing it. oh noes. Ate taught me Math as I tried to help her with English. hahaha! I ate my pesto chicken and rice baon when we got back to the classroom some minutes before CLE. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANG SARAP, SHET!&lt;/span&gt; super hungry cause I finished everything while studying Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLE, then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH NOES LTs!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. Math was first. it was easier than I expected, and that scares me to death. I finished ahead of other people, and that's making me uneasy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahala na talaga. &lt;/span&gt;hahaha! English was next. at that point, my knowledge of Oedipus and grammar have already gone brittle because of Math's overabuse [yes, overabuse] of my brain. again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahala na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabayan practice after dismissal. I hope we get everything perfectly tomorrow. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasuotang Filipino &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH NOES.&lt;/span&gt; time for ze lola look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as if my glasses don't make me lola enough. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8559761399397119349?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8559761399397119349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8559761399397119349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8559761399397119349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8559761399397119349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-kaleidoscopic-breathing-exercise.html' title='some kaleidoscopic breathing exercise.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8908827480811975222</id><published>2009-08-07T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:59:19.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sabayan &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TGIF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>it's not warm when he's away. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't No Sunshine by Kris Allen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, it's my blog. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF! hahaha. I haven't said that in so long. so I woke up this morning, hoping for a suspension of classes. I turned the TV on, no announcement, so I went on with taking a shower and getting ready. same old. in the classroom, I tried studying for Math and Journ because I failed to last night -- super duper tams because of ACP, which, btw, has made it difficult to walk and move my arms all day. we looked like grampas and grannies. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFD launching at the lobby; Matt and I were the emcees. paos emcees. hahaha! Math quiz was after that -- I forgot the stuff I reviewed the other night, which was weird, but I finished the quiz all right. I have hope. haha! English was next. LOLS everywhere. Kez and I were hyper. did some reading, too, of a few lines of Oedipus part 2. Lisette's Salt and Vinegar Lay's for recess = bad breath galore! Physics was kinda ehh, I wasn't in ze mood to learn. it was really cute to watch Mr. and Mrs. Padlan interact in the classroom, however minimal. they're soo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econ was pretty interesting, mostly because of Matt and Yam's commentary. Matt's points were valid, but I felt strongly against them; I could tell because I was talking in my seat. basta, I'm for Confucian leadership. either that, or I'm still super touchy because Cory Aquino was the topic. hahaha! the lesson was interesting and the discussion was g-ish, as usual. lunch was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bangag&lt;/span&gt;, and the pizza I bought from Shakey's was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Journ quiz was sabaw because I wasn't able to study; thanks to Schmeps for giving me a few pointers before I struggled to answer the questions. hahaha! Kat, Kiki, Schmeps and I were LOL-ing the rest of the time. gaaaaah. Music was fun! we did some singing and hanging out and nothing in the music room. back in the classroom, we got our DLSU app kits. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bongga!&lt;/span&gt; haha. I left my stuff in the school bus then went to the GS CC area for practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ANG HANGIN, GRABE! :))&lt;/span&gt; we had to hold our skirts down the whole time. people were super hyper, too. it was kalorkay! Schmeps and I bought food from Manong's, sat around with Mikh, Earl and Jones, then everyone left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it, so I called McDo for dinner. piggy! hahaha. this is the.. fourth time I pigged out this week. I promise not to pig out so often next week and in the weeks to come. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid internet. I can only access Facebook; Twitter, Tumblr and Apple are all down. ugh! I really think it's time to switch to broadbaaaaand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8908827480811975222?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8908827480811975222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8908827480811975222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8908827480811975222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8908827480811975222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-not-warm-when-hes-away.html' title='it&apos;s not warm when he&apos;s away. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7259095887874410204</id><published>2009-08-06T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:51:02.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandstand.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giddy.'/><title type='text'>I'd settle for a busy tone -- at least by that, I know that you're okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Water and A Flame by Daniel Merriweather ft. Adele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome song. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at 9 and sat in front of the TV the rest of the morning till noon, watching the final mass for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President Cory.&lt;/span&gt; Father Arevalo's homily was really tearjerking; Kris' final message was ten times more heartbreaking. I cried, of course. I was hesitant to leave the house in the early afternoon, thinking I'd miss the burial if I left. I came back after a couple of hours of fun to the news that the funeral cortege is still a few hours away from Manila Memorial. Ate Julie, Kuya and I watched the news all night until finally, Tita Cory was laid to rest. again, I cried, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than her being an icon of democracy, I admire her as a person, especially as a mother who raised her children by herself, as a wife to a man that did what he had to do to free the Filipino people, and a leader that set the bar very high for true leadership and service to the people, untainted and unshadowed by hunger for power that consumes most people in position. she really is a woman of courage, strength, virtue and grace, as well as many other adjectives -- all the positive ones would probably fit her. the country has lost what I think is our last beacon of light from the liberating event that was Edsa I, as well as a most loving and genuinely concerned citizen of the Philippines. we've much to thank her, her husband and her children for. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the honor guards, too! what a feat that was, to stand in attention on a moving vehicle for 10ish hours, enduring sometimes torrential rain, stuff thrown at them, and resisting the need to fulfilly biological functions. they deserve the recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up till 2 this morning, studying for Math, Physics, and writing Pat's and Klara's palanca letters. gaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was ACP day! it was raining buckets on the way to school, so I wasn't able to get some sleep -- I was stressing over the possibility of being late for the FC, therefore being made to do 3 gigs. I didn't hafta! hahaha. I was pretty early, actually, so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was ayt, Math was productive [Sir Sta. Maria came over and explained the lesson to us, yay], Filipino was LOL [Kei and Sabayan practice], Physics LT was =P~, lunch was stressful [I tried some last-minute review because I was told we'd hafta answer questions during the inspection], CLE was uhh [wasn't in the mood, although the Black or White music video made me laugh because it didn't make any sense for a 10-minute video]. then, there was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! I cannot believe I'm saying that. haha. we had inspection in the classroom first [LOLS], then we left our stuff at the grandstand and ran to the KP CC. that got me tired already. we had to move to the area below the caf near the GS CC and formed there. we learned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stationary marching, take arrest and deploy/grenade.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHET, STRESS!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. it was nice to learn new stuff, but it was just so jelloing to the legs. it was a lot of fun, too, though, with all the fail and LOL moments. Flight Delta's inspection didn't go so well, but anyway. we'll do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honor Code -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whaaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were dismissed, people started walking back to the grandstand; I had to let my knees buckle and kneel for a few minutes after a few steps. hahaha! I had difficulty breathing, too, a lot of times during ACP. all that aside, it was really fun and funny. I wish Thursdays would always be rainy -- ACP's more enjoyable under the shade. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deploy up grenade up grenade up grenade up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GATORADE&lt;/span&gt; weh! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with some tehs for a while, then with top officers for a little while, then I went home. I've been tumbling all night [Allan corny], and I don't intend on staying up late studying tonight. at this very moment, I care nothing about anything other than relaxing and getting some much-needed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out my &lt;a href="http://schmepsy.tumblr.com"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; if the Former President's death affects and touches you as much as it does to me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7259095887874410204?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7259095887874410204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7259095887874410204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7259095887874410204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7259095887874410204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/id-settle-for-busy-tone-at-least-by.html' title='I&apos;d settle for a busy tone -- at least by that, I know that you&apos;re okay.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5103715874298015965</id><published>2009-08-04T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:59:51.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><title type='text'>it doesn't get truer than this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;With the same woman three times&lt;br /&gt;In a day spanning nineteen years&lt;br /&gt;Of tearful joys and joyful tears&lt;br /&gt;I loved her first when she was young&lt;br /&gt;Enchanting, brilliant, middle-strung&lt;br /&gt;Vibrant, fragrant, eternally new&lt;br /&gt;Cool, invigorating as the morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;Desperate, she shared, quieted my despairs&lt;br /&gt;Hopeful, she fanned the fires of my hopes&lt;br /&gt;Lavished me with days of bliss and peace,&lt;br /&gt;Endless, perpetual days of fond memories.&lt;br /&gt;She is my hope; I do not wish to realize&lt;br /&gt;Hence my hope; forever green, eternal prize&lt;br /&gt;My life transcending life, my ultimate quest&lt;br /&gt;Dream of my life for whom I’ll spare no rest.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I fell in love again&lt;br /&gt;With the same woman the second time&lt;br /&gt;When first she bore her child and mine&lt;br /&gt;The first fruit of our union and our love.&lt;br /&gt;The pains and anguish of motherhood she braved&lt;br /&gt;Loved her children, their love she deservedly craved&lt;br /&gt;Times were she hung on the very brink of death,&lt;br /&gt;Unflinchingly fulfilling her mission to procreate.&lt;br /&gt;In politics I plunged, she was always by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Steadfast, uncomplaining, helping to turn the tide,&lt;br /&gt;Amidst hardship, her rare courage would not relent&lt;br /&gt;She was my secret weapon, the source of my strength.&lt;br /&gt;The world was my concern, our home her domain,&lt;br /&gt;The people mine, the children hers to maintain,&lt;br /&gt;So it was in those eighteen years and a day&lt;br /&gt;Till I was detained, forced in prison to stay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Suddenly she became our sole support&lt;br /&gt;Wellspring of hope, source of comfort&lt;br /&gt;On her shoulders fell the burden of life&lt;br /&gt;She emerged our captain in the sea of strife.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I fell in love again&lt;br /&gt;With the same woman the third time&lt;br /&gt;Looming from the battle, undaunted, unafraid,&lt;br /&gt;Calm composed, she is God’s lovely maid.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a year of many disappointments&lt;br /&gt;Endless dark nights, long days of sad lament,&lt;br /&gt;Of grave doubts, frustrations, bitter desolations,&lt;br /&gt;Of privations, untold indignities, humiliations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dreams became nightmares; hopes, despair.&lt;br /&gt;Rally to freedom’s call, no one will dare.&lt;br /&gt;Future is obscured, life has lost its meaning,&lt;br /&gt;The tunnel is long, we’re only at the beginning.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Leaders I admired, whose advice I sought&lt;br /&gt;Became fallen idols, their souls were bought,&lt;br /&gt;Their conscience they bartered for soft convenience,&lt;br /&gt;Due to despicable cowardice, they’ve lost their patience.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Leaders became dealers, begging for part of the spoils,&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting the value, the essence of the hottest toil,&lt;br /&gt;Paralyzed be fear, they joined the amoral dictator,&lt;br /&gt;Defending, waving the bloody flag of the new oppressor.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The pillars of society became the props of tyranny,&lt;br /&gt;Be realistic, they urged, if not for safety, for money.&lt;br /&gt;It is useless to resist, the tyrant is too strong,&lt;br /&gt;Yet aware, with their help the tyranny will prolong.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mother Pilipinas weeps, her noble sons are gone,&lt;br /&gt;Her land of the morning, is now of the setting sun,&lt;br /&gt;Back to her dungeon in chains shes been returned;&lt;br /&gt;For all her sacrifices, this is what she earned.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The night is cold and dark, there are no stars,&lt;br /&gt;Our prisons are full, our souls wrinkled with scars,&lt;br /&gt;Afflicted, persecuted, struck down but not crushed,&lt;br /&gt;How soon will this blight be erased by Allahs brush?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My only escape is to cling to the woman of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Who gave me a life full of love, a love full of life,&lt;br /&gt;She is my urge to live, my sole motivation to survive,&lt;br /&gt;She taught me not only to dream, but to make dreams alive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Fight on! She says: Let not the guiltless ghost depart.&lt;br /&gt;Your pains, our people know are caused by a thousand darts,&lt;br /&gt;But be assuaged, remember the Filipino, his story, his past,&lt;br /&gt;Soon, very soon, the tyrant will choke in his greedy power lust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- Benigno "Ninoy" Aquino to Cory Aquino on their 19th Wedding Anniversary. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5103715874298015965?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5103715874298015965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5103715874298015965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5103715874298015965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5103715874298015965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-doesnt-get-more-real-or-true-as-this.html' title='it doesn&apos;t get truer than this.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7268090017266431809</id><published>2009-08-02T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:59:33.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OH MY GOD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><title type='text'>what's done is done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moon and Sun by Gomez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My UPCAT Experience:&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seryoso na, game&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- woke up at 7.30, showered at 8&lt;br /&gt;- got dressed, prayed, left the house at 9.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- UP at 9.45 o_O XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate Kiss with the 'rents till 11.00&lt;br /&gt;- lined up outside NCPAG by my lonesome till 11.30&lt;br /&gt;- test at 12.30&lt;br /&gt;   - LP was aight, it slowed me down a little&lt;br /&gt;   - Science was surprisingly answerableish, considering the fact that I wasn't able to study much. I even had time to pee before time was up&lt;br /&gt;   - nibbled on peanuts and dark chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;   - 2 minutes of silent stretching :))&lt;br /&gt;   - Math was UHH and UGH. I now realize that I shoulda left some items blank. oh well, no use crying over it, I can't take it back. :|&lt;br /&gt;   - Reading Comprehension seemed tough because it came after killer Math. the topics were fun and interesting to read, though&lt;br /&gt;- dismissed before 5&lt;br /&gt;- waited outside with Da and Doyle, chitchat about college admissions crap&lt;br /&gt;- picked up by the 'rents at 5:30, watched The Buzz in the car [felt inspired and moved by Kris' story]&lt;br /&gt;- McDonald's drive-thru: McChicken Sandwich Meal, go big time, 6 pcs. McNuggets&lt;br /&gt;- dinner at home: 4 pcs. McNuggets, rice and coke zero; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;McChicken -- miraculously untouched :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- went online, stressed over not leaving any blanks UGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to start TRYING to move on. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;decent&lt;/span&gt; Math score. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, HELP me move on. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7268090017266431809?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7268090017266431809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7268090017266431809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7268090017266431809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7268090017266431809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-done-is-done.html' title='what&apos;s done is done.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-6158476358202400307</id><published>2009-08-01T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:01:15.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OH MY GOD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><title type='text'>so spaced out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bennie and the Jets by Elton John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;night before UPCAT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel unprepared. that's my fault. but anyway. even if I don't really wanna go to UP, I'm in it to win it. I plan on passing the UPCAT, so bring it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[note: I'm really not confident about it, but it's nice to imagine that I am confident, so yay. :))]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ateneo&lt;/span&gt; with the 'rents this morning to submit my application. it took just an hour which is a short amount of time, considering that the server was down for some time when we arrived. walking around that small bit of Ateneo made me wanna be there next year even more. my parents added to the longing by talking about getting me a tiny car so I could drive for myself. I pray for the fulfillment of those wishes, as well as the discipline and patience to work hard for those wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut here at home. Ma's old friend came over to give her and Pa a haircut, so I got one, too. it's all right, my conditions were met. plus, he had some funny stories to tell during the haircut. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me gots a new phone!&lt;/span&gt; like Ate Gela's, except that it's silver. Ma offered before I could even ask. I'm just waiting for Ate Julie to get home so I can use it already. the old Sony Ericcson wouldn't let me receive messages anymore; it keeps asking me to delete messages to let new ones in, when in fact, there aren't any messages saved in my inbox or sent items. good riddance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, it's time to prep my stuff so I could go to bed early. God bless me and my friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace, President Cory. you've been such a blessing to the people of the Philippines; you're probably already there with Him. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-6158476358202400307?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6158476358202400307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=6158476358202400307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6158476358202400307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6158476358202400307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-spaced-out.html' title='so spaced out.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1110630112859868585</id><published>2009-07-31T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:06:48.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OH MY GOD.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intrams.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>never shy from a fight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, It's Alright With Me by Eric Hutchinson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HAPPY SEXY SEVENTEENTH, SCHMEPS! you knoes I love you. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so I don't remember much about Tuesday and Wednesday anymore, but I'm sure they were fun and funny days. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was kind of possum. Father Mazana's birthday celebration was fun and successful, and Matt and I were the emcees, so that part's cool, too. the Seniors got Father a red bike. so cuuute. some of us from the Senior Council got pissy after that because of some annoying things and people. ANYWAY! the Opening of Intrams went well, too. being assigned to stay with the band to make sure that they stay with the batch scared me a little. stressful. hahaha! the batch did okay, although we certainly could do muuuuch better than that. anyway, we did a great job, that's all that matters. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our intrams shirts make us look like walking neon signs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;safe tumawid sa kalsada pag gabi.&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, people got into studying in the classroom, but Sir Ignacio told us to go to the covered court, so we studied there. Raj showed up! we've missed him so muuch. anyway, so we stayed at the grade school covered courts. Earl pulled a huge mat and we all sat/lied down there while studying. things got crazy after a while, so we just took pictures, LOLed, and cheered for Jenn during their game. our boys had a basketball game, too, at the HS CC, so we all moved to the bench and cheered the guys on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jones and I left with Kei pretty early to get everything ready for Schmeps' birthday today. from Treats, we walked to Glorietta to find her present, walked around some more, then took a cab to BHS for ze birthday cupcakes. we tried looking for cute, tall birthday candles, but we couldn't find any, so Jones just went to Rockwell and I went home. I spent all night making a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bra birthday card.&lt;/span&gt; success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is happy birthday, Lisette day. hahaha! we surprised her during homeroom time, took pictures, and sang for her. even at the beginning of Math time, Schmeps and I were fiddling with the card and the present. hyper much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Oedipus&lt;/span&gt; during English! it was suuuper funny, but it was also kind of helpful. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oedipus-Jocasta&lt;/span&gt; thing was disgusting, KiKi, Schmeps and I couldn't help but flinch and cringe. eeee. haha! bad vibes during recess, then fun and stress during Physics. those darn vectors! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I kept trying to correct my work, which turned out to be correct from the very beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalorkay ever!&lt;/span&gt; the Econ quiz was next. more graphing. hahaha! I wasn't sure of any of my answers when I was taking the test, so it was cool when the scores were announced. as usual, Sir Blanca was in a bubbly mood, so that was fun, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;council meeting during lunch. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may utang pa pala ako kay Ivan. &lt;/span&gt;wth. haha! journal writing during Journ. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaaaw&lt;/span&gt;. free time during Music! Sir Regmalos made sorta-predictions about which university we'd end up in; he picked UST for me. whatdaaaa! not if I could help it. people started studying and it pressured me and I didn't like it, so I tried studying by myself, but I just dozed off. people were hyper after dismissal, trying to shake off UPCAT jitters. I went home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, okay. UPCAT on Sunday. I still have some time to study and make my Get-Psyched Mix. done with the Ateneo essay, too, so I'm going to Ateneo tomorrow to submit my application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel unprepared, probably because I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; unprepared, but anyway. they say it's all about self-confidence, so I'm going to trust that, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK WITH THE UPCAT, FRIENDS! GOD BLESS ALL OF US. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1110630112859868585?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1110630112859868585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1110630112859868585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1110630112859868585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1110630112859868585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-shy-from-fight.html' title='never shy from a fight.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7380638226087476679</id><published>2009-07-27T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:31:15.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stolen Holiday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5300.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>all of our moments have just become ailments.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm A Broken Heart by The Bird and The Bee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 'rents and I went to UP yesterday to check on my building. I think the traffic there at NCPAG wouldn't be as hellish as the other buildings because it's at the outskirts of the campus. I hope everything goes smoothly next week. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sulky afternoon after that because of two things: first, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Nokia 5300 is dead again&lt;/span&gt;, and Nokia Care couldn't help me with it anymore, since it's been pulled out once. they didn't even charge me a diagnosis fee! the dude said to try using it again in a few months. :)) second, something. secret. and third, I couldn't find a red shirt! we just went home and ate with the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and UP won against Ateneo? it's funny and annoying. mostly funny. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I woke up at 9ish, had a heavy breakfast, and left the house to meet up with friends for lunch. Schmeps, Ate Gela, Jones and I hit G5 for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lunch at Sbarro&lt;/span&gt; -- it took us so long to finish eating because of so much talking and laughing. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Lisette, magdodoktor!]&lt;/span&gt; come to think of it, talking and laughing were the two main themes of the afternoon. hahaha! we tried so desperately to find me a red shirt for Thursday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit round neck na matino, wala!&lt;/span&gt; we went around what's left of Glorietta. at 4 PM, we were just about ready to give up when we decided to check Terranova [I went there yesterday]. I found a red shirt and bought it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TAE!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha! by that time, the four of us were sooooo tired and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaw&lt;/span&gt;, we couldn't stop laughing. some girls were staring. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought quickly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Lisette, sago!]&lt;/span&gt;, then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like I said earlier, I love the three of you, and I do owe you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;next time, kayo naman sasamahan ko.&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my four course choices for Ateneo all set! all I need is that darned essay. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taebs our photo homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. SONA = hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7380638226087476679?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7380638226087476679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7380638226087476679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7380638226087476679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7380638226087476679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-of-our-moments-have-just-become.html' title='all of our moments have just become ailments.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2766484887637043540</id><published>2009-07-26T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T02:18:12.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>explosive mind, explosive heart. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extreme by Lee Min-ho. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's from the Cass Beer 2X Extremely Cool CF starring LMH. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song makes me feel.. weird. there should be a name for the feeling of giggling while melting, both out of fgirldom and embarrassment. the song's got a strange vibe and sound, but it's LMH, so I'll take it. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me, I'm just distracting myself. I'm thinking way too much again, which would've been a good thing if I were thinking of the important stuff. but I'm not. I'm thinking about relatively unimportant yet seemingly pressing matters -- pressing for me, at least. not that the important stuff aren't pressing. DUH, that's why they're important. it's like I've no knowledge of synonyms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, this'll be the only time I'm using a song I don't even understand for my blog entries. I stumbled upon the audio file on a Tumblelog I'm following, and I needed to feel good, ergo the Extreme-ing. I AM laughing at myself. anyway, nothing good happens after 2 AM, right? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go. driving to UP early tomorrow morning -- err, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking twice about publishing this at all. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2766484887637043540?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2766484887637043540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2766484887637043540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2766484887637043540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2766484887637043540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/explosive-mind-explosive-heart.html' title='explosive mind, explosive heart. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5574821738941118203</id><published>2009-07-25T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:58:56.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bb. CSA.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5300.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>there'll be no remnants, no trace, no residual feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretty Wings by Maxwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday -- ACP was fun and super horrible to the skin. ikalawang tilap -- dkkjfwfkwfk. hahahaha! I love Flight Delta. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday -- cut sched. funish Math, English and Physics. funish induction of officers [last one, aww] and practice for Principal's Day at the covered court. there were some SUPER ANNOYING and SUPER LOLING moments. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang sarap pitikin! XD&lt;/span&gt; super duper hyper lunch and Music time. sabaw to the max. Bb. CSA screening was fun, too. we were spectators who weren't allowed to laugh or make side comments. STRUGGLE! hahahahaha. Kei and I were on green mode, too, so that was tough. so much for early dismissal -- I got home at 5:30 pa rin. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday -- woke up late, went out, had fun, did nothing important. TSK TSK. thank goodness classes are suspended on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST REVIEW FOR UPCAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST WRITE A FUCKIN' ROCKIN' ESSAY FOR ATENEO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST QUIT PROCRASTINATING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vish. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHH! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tae&lt;/span&gt; this thing in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my Nokia 5300 is busted again. FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5574821738941118203?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5574821738941118203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5574821738941118203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5574821738941118203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5574821738941118203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/therell-be-no-remnants-no-trace-no.html' title='there&apos;ll be no remnants, no trace, no residual feelings.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5050910004901428448</id><published>2009-07-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:35:51.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giddy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>look at her dancing -- just take it off. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today has been freakin' awesome. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prolly because of all the good vibes. the morning went well. Kat and I LOLed before the morning prayer at the faculty room because of the 40th Anniversary trivia thing I've been doing since Monday -- I had to accompany her for her turn. AND! after waiting for so long yesterday after dismissal, I finally got hold of Sir Manaay and got him to do my teacher's recommendation for Ateneo. he gave it to me just an hourish later! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you, Sir! you're freakin' awezumm. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. English was all right, we discussed Oedipus Rex. poor guy. Filipino was a bit RAR at first. Schmeps and I were a bit PMS-y for so many reasons, but it did go away after a while. the guys at the other side of the room are super crazy during Filipino time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ipapatawag ko mga magulang mo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was blabbing about the solar eclipse that was happening during Filipino. Sir San Juan didn't allow us to go out during class, so some ran out of the classroom as soon as the recess bell rang; the rest of us stayed in front of the classroom and ate. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank God for awesome Mrs. Padlan! &lt;/span&gt;we were supposed to hurry to the field to catch the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; partial solar eclipse&lt;/span&gt;, but we didn't make it that far -- we viewed it right outside the HS building gate! we created such a scene, there were even some first year kids who made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uzi&lt;/span&gt;. anyway, so 4D people were sharing the two x-ray films that Mrs. Padlan gave us. EET WAS SUPER COOOOL! the too-bright sun would flash-bang [bomb?] us sometimes, though. Enrico and I accidentally pulled the film away from each other, so our eyes took a beating. the sun looked so pretty, I wish we coulda taken a picture. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of Physics class was awesome, for some reason. Mrs. Padlan started discussing scalars and vectors by asking us about the way from Pasay Road to CSA. it led to talking about CSA and the issues around it, then we continued with the lesson. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what was surprising was how much I wanted to hear more and learn all of it.&lt;/span&gt; it was exhilarating. Economics kept the awesome alive. the commentary was about the revival of the death penalty, which led to pardoning, then to the elections, then to Erap running. even the lesson was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot of funny&lt;/span&gt;, mostly because of Sir Blanca's several &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt; moments. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalerky!&lt;/span&gt; super duper hyper. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was fun, too. we bumped into Den again, and she and I ended up talking about BOF again. happens everytime! Schmeps, Earl and I bought mojos for lunch, then we did homework and shiz. things went a bit downhill towards the end of lunch time and during most of Math. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;super duper sabaw.&lt;/span&gt; it was cool that I understood for some time, but the class ended with my brain gasping for air. hahaha! Journ was aaaight. council meeting during club hour, then super hyper mode again with council people, Romano, Bespren and Gab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people left early, so I watched Romano, Earl and JR &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sign autographs&lt;/span&gt; for cadets outside the corps office. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nagamitan pa ako ng pick-up lines ng mga kabataan. &lt;/span&gt;hahaha! I made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buntot &lt;/span&gt;Carlos, but he and Klara had to leave so I hung out with JR and Jama for a bit before going home, just in time to catch BOF. JR! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I tripped in front of two security guards and a grade school kid. I didn't fall in any way, I just jerked forward. it's a good thing none of my friends were around and my stuff didn't fly like they do on TV. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like I said, today was AWESOME. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! it's ACP quiz review time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yay. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5050910004901428448?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5050910004901428448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5050910004901428448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5050910004901428448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5050910004901428448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-at-her-dancing-just-take-it-off.html' title='look at her dancing -- just take it off. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2937835646053786161</id><published>2009-07-20T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:11:32.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>no message could've been any clearer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man In The Mirror by James Morrison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sounds absolutely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPCAT Refresher yesterday was fun. I had a blast with my revv friends. I also filled up on dessert yesterday, thanks to Ate Julie. Happy 27th, Ate! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was filled with good vibes, generally. it was fun just laughing the day away with everybody; lunch time was especially sabaw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;welcome to the gubat! :))&lt;/span&gt; Schmeps, KiKi and I remained sabaw till English, which was after lunch. stupid riddles. CLE was headache-inducing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;transsubstantiation FTW! &lt;/span&gt;RHGP was uhh. graduation honors was the topic, so the rest of us were idle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight's been a night of enlightment, sort of. thanks to Marc for ze link to the JGSOM website. I think I've a better grasp at realizing what I wanna do with my life, or take up in college, at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, thanks to Tumblr, I've another thing I want to be: an English teacher in South Korea. it's hitting two, maybe even three birds with one stone! thank you, datinginkorea.tumblr.com. my seemingly wasted minutes of mindless surfing don't seem like such a waste anymore. all I needed were a couple of words from your stories, and the chains in my mind just clicked into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get over being able to think of that. it sounds like a good idea to me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see. for now, I've school crap to do.  :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2937835646053786161?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2937835646053786161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2937835646053786161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2937835646053786161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2937835646053786161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-message-couldve-been-any-clearer.html' title='no message could&apos;ve been any clearer.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-4531768840269326476</id><published>2009-07-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:03:34.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><title type='text'>the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Without You from Rent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, I'm back. hahaha! I just realized I haven't blogged for a whole week and a day. here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; -- I tried to do some homework and relax because I had to wake up early the next day. I let go of blogging because I was too sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; -- we had the opening &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GK Build&lt;/span&gt; at Taguig. I went to school before 7 and left with other council people. the three other HSSC and SC girls weren't around, so I was left with the guys. I wasn't allowed to shovel dirt, though, so I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uprooted some grass&lt;/span&gt; with Lourdz, Jessica and other kids [they're kids to me now, how sad]. so we pulled grass and threw some dirt around under the heat. after a while, my head started to pound, and it just got worse. my face got some weird allergy, too, so I had to stop working and sit with the teachers under the shade. the guys and I talked and laughed and ate &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;cookies&lt;/span&gt; [hahaha!] and chips on the way back to school, then we lounged around at the lobby before eating lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romano, Allan and Earl had to leave for Saturday training, so Yam, Lance, Jones and I moved to get a better view to watch the training. it was fun, at first, but when Yam and Lance left, my headache got much worse so I tried sleeping. by the time Pa came to pick me up, I had a fever and the headache was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I had fever all weekend, although I was a little better on Sunday afternoon because I was able to go to the basketball courts with Kuya to register. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're voters!&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; -- went to school to take the quizzes and all that. it was a pretty fun day, the fever aside. I couldn't remember much about it anymore, though. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;-- what was funny was when I was about to go in the shower, I hesitated so much because I felt so, so crappy and hot. but I went in anyway and went to school. towards the end of Math, though, I really couldn't take it anymore, and I decided that what I was feeling was more important than taking those quizzes, so I went to the clinic. the nurse made me go home right away, so I went back to the classroom to get my stuff, then stayed at the clinic till 11. Pa picked me up and took me home. I ordered Chowking and tried getting better all day, knowing I'd hafta absent myself from class the next day no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; -- did nothing all day but sleep, eat, drink medicine and study for the ACP quiz. I also went to the doctor, who got me a blood test and told me to come back the next day for a repeat blood test to rule out dengue. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; -- ACP day! hahahaha. I had to be present. other than the quizzes in Filipino that I wasn't prepared for, the day was pretty tolerable. the Glucolyte made me wanna throw up, so I didn't finish the other bottles anymore. anyway, so ACP. we had the quiz first, then a bit of waiting till we were asked to move to our flights. jabjabjab, pocket your smile quietly [hahaha!], ten counts to move out. at Delta, we've started with training when Sir Alonzo helped me get my excuse approved for Sick Flight. Ms. Vita was kind about it, and Major De Vera even asked me about Tito Jun. hahaha. Romano accompanied me to Sick Flight and taught me how to enter a room, and I said it all wrong. :)) Sir, thank you, Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick Flight was.. different. it was nice because of Sir Donesa, and, well duh, everything was relatively lighter than in Delta. and, really, I loved Sir Donesa! he was soo nice, it was almost touching [I was probably hormonal because I've been sick for days]. but towards the end, I missed being with my flight, getting punished with them and all that. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dismissal, some of us stayed in front of the 4D classroom, just talking and laughing and resting. we got out UPCAT schedules -- mine sucks. haha! when there were only few of us left, a couple of Romano's cadets came over to show us their NNNN spoof. ang galing! haha. super funny. then everybody went home. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hospital for the repeat CBC, but the results wouldn't come out till after 4-5 hours, so we went home right away. I got so, so pissy when I tried finishing my leftover homework, especially journ, so when the 11 PM news didn't announce a cancellation of classes, I just gave up and slept. praise God when a text message from Mang A woke me up at 4:30 this morning, saying that classes are suspended. I got up quickly, turned the TV on to Teleradyo, then called up the school to confirm. I went back to sleeeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. a whole week of blogging. shall go rest and try to study for UPCAT. GAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-4531768840269326476?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4531768840269326476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=4531768840269326476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4531768840269326476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4531768840269326476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/tides-change-boys-run-oceans-crash.html' title='the tides change, the boys run, the oceans crash.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8241725058969921730</id><published>2009-07-09T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:37:00.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>can't let this feeling end. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch My Hand by David Archuleta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRST ACP DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun? sure. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for now. &lt;/span&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind to this morning. I woke up a few minutes before five supposedly to get the whole getup ready before heading out of the house. instead, I wasn't able to get my hair fully dried, and I forgot my comb at home so my hair was crappy. at school, some people were running around, trying to get the uniform right. haha! the FC was pretty cool. we did the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; salute&lt;/span&gt; thing during the National Anthem [which I enjoyed veeeery much]. the council conducted the last first FC pretty well, imo. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English sans awardees was aaayt. we viewed some photos of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt; signages, then had an exercise on usage. I seem to be pretty careless with English exercises lately, it's annooooying. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math was :)) and =P~. &lt;/span&gt;my brain turned to mush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part one of the college fair was this morning. we had speakers from AdMU, CSB, DLSU and UST and their AVPs to give an overview of what their schools are offering. not to be biased, but Ateneo had the best AVP. hahaha! Kez and I laughed a lot, as usual. lol. what was weird was after seeing CSB's AVP and learning that they have diplomatic and consular affairs, I felt the urge to apply. anyway, whatevs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahala na.&lt;/span&gt; haha! we had lunch after that. people ate in prep for ACP. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some loaded up on carbs, others on sugar.&lt;/span&gt; I had pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked CLE a lot today because we sang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Still &lt;/span&gt;before ending the prayer. not to be.. conceited, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our class' version always gives me the chills.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paki nyo. :))&lt;/span&gt; we had some of the groups' presentations -- the paralit [Audrey Hepburn!], the batch flag, the creative map and the Augustinian Idol. the last one was fun to watch because of the pictures and self-indulgence and, well, it was just funny. after that was ACP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room assignments were according to the first letter of your flight name, so ours was in the 4D classroom. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY, DELTA SISTERS! :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hahaha. first meeting was actually kind of fun, mostly cause of the funny stuff. our flight leader was strict, but she didn't overdo it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta!&lt;/span&gt; it was fun and cool and scary. I hope my opinion about liking ACP won't change next week or the weeks after that. I hope I won't be too absent-minded and slow, either. demerits sound ugly. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and so we LOLed after we were dismissed. =))&lt;/span&gt; the rest of our time in school was pretty much about ACP -- Marc and Carlos tried to teach me the reporting thing, and 4D people were chatting about how their training with their respective flights went. what was cool was we were talking to our top friends about it. hahaha! idk, it just feels cool that we get to talk to them about it quite openly. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the squatting was funny. my legs were literally shaking! I suck at it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I won't be having any of the subjects tomorrow, I bummed around tonight. watched BOF with the sisters and Kuya JC the boyf while eating dinner, took a hot shower then spent the whole night online. I was supposed to get some homework done, but that's not gonna happen anymore. I'll just read stuff that need to be read before going to sleep. we have a quiz next week. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8241725058969921730?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8241725058969921730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8241725058969921730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8241725058969921730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8241725058969921730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-let-this-feeling-end.html' title='can&apos;t let this feeling end. :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3705097188904797801</id><published>2009-07-07T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:23:42.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>defense is paper thin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today's haps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- read the First Reading in the Ruby Jubilee Thanksgiving Mass this morning. we were told it was kind of a big deal, so I got pretty nervous. :)) was it worth missing Math class and ending up stupid during second meeting? idk, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- first PE meeting: we had volleyball! no more PFT, yay! hahaha. I was only able to play for what felt like 15-20 minutes, yet I got all sweaty and my forearms hurt so much, it's got clots and bruises right away. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PE that isn't the last period is a bad idea. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- blessing of the St. Clare of Montefalco Hall/Building/whatevs after recess. the council was asked to be there, so Joan, Kei and I took that free time and used it for talking about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asian dramas&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kpop.&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha! it was fun, actually. I'm glad we've found some kind of common ground like I did with Iza, too, yesterday after dismissal. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Physics was fun! we learned and laughed and got recitation points. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CLE was riotous, to say the least. we spent half the hour deciding over the groups. hahaha! then we worked on our tasks. our group cut up some jeans and denim shorts. the guys wore the cut-up pieces; Francis was the winner. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Math sucked. well, just for me. I had a hard time catching up. it's kind of stupid to feel so stupid this early in the year, but that's how the stupid story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- English was ze most frustrating of all subjects today! we checked the diagnostic grammar test we took yesterday, and I crapped at it. the frustrating part is that when I went over it before we started checking [because Sir told us all the sentences had errors], that's when I found all the errors I didn't see when I was taking the test. I even recited when Sir was asking for the errors that needed to be corrected. it was a little annoying, but the whole time, I was LOLing with people nearby, so whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lols after dismissal with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ze old gang&lt;/span&gt;, then food at the caf, then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something doesn't feel right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's homework time! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm incredibly anxious about Thursday. the anxiety is strange, almost unfounded. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s I just saw the teaser of Kim Joon's [dude who plays Woo Bin] music video where Kim Hyun-Joong [dude who plays Ji-Hoo] makes a special appearance. mehehehehe. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3705097188904797801?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3705097188904797801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3705097188904797801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3705097188904797801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3705097188904797801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/defense-is-paper-thin.html' title='defense is paper thin.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-233910130074754368</id><published>2009-07-05T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:53:53.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><title type='text'>I want nobody, nobody but you! :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody by Wonder Girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it. if Earl once had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanting-to-be-black phase&lt;/span&gt;, then I'm having a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wanting-to-be-Korean phase. &lt;/span&gt;or a wanting-to-speak-Korean phase, at least. [but then, I figured I wouldn't be this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mesmerized&lt;/span&gt; with the show if I were born Korean because it wouldn't be as new and fascinating to me as it is now because I can't speak Korean] although I don't wanna keep it as a mere phase; I do wanna learn. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING:&lt;/span&gt; If you're a fan of the show, too, and you haven't seen the ending, go away. or read if you're like me and you wanna know how it ends right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so I finished the last BOF disc earlier tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I like the ending? yeah, sure. it was nice. everyone looked nice, especially GJP. hahahaha! funny, though, that the DVD malfunctioned from 00:35:00 till 00:39:00, then it worked just fine after that. but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad for Ji-Hoo sunbae when Jan Di rejected him. :|&lt;br /&gt;..because I actually rooted for him and her for some episodes because Jun Pyo was just too toxic for her already.&lt;br /&gt;I love Ga Eul and Yi Jung sunbae. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiligers.&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;I envy Jan Di very much, most especially at the ending. imagine having that guy for a boyfriend, and that other guy for a soulmate who will always be there for you. plus two other sunbaes who treat you like a sister, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's probably what I love best about the Korean version: the other F4 guys were like brothers to her, contrary to the relatively detached guys in the Taiwanese version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, I have a thing for being looked out for by older brother-figures. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to talk more about this, but it's getting late, and I have school tomorrow. besides, I'd have Kei to blab about aaaaalll of it tomorrow, so yeah. I'll leave with whatever dignity I might have left after I post this for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes, I'm a fangirl. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I was totally cursing [mostly in Filipino because it has more impact] whenever the ambisyosa hospital girl would show up. SHE IS SUCH A SNEAKY, BACKSTABBING B*TCH! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm super affected. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay, enough.&lt;/span&gt; :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Meteor Garden all over again, only much, much more severe because I'm older already and I have more appreciation of such stories now. I'm rambling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-233910130074754368?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/233910130074754368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=233910130074754368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/233910130074754368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/233910130074754368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-nobody-nobody-but-you.html' title='I want nobody, nobody but you! :))'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1992990076605657243</id><published>2009-07-05T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:54:07.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><title type='text'>another way for me to open up to you. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another Day by Jamie Lidell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, my Sunday's been pretty great. good vibes everywhere. and I'm quite proud of myself for sticking it out for two hours to finish the CLE homework. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would mean my Grand BOF Finale has been pushed by two hours, but anyway. that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's weird. I feel nervous when I think about watching the last episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A HORRIBLE CASE OF DENIAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to believe nor accept that the series is over, or that I'm going back to school. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough. shall scram. I've a finale to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sucks. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1992990076605657243?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1992990076605657243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1992990076605657243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1992990076605657243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1992990076605657243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-way-for-me-to-open-up-to-you.html' title='another way for me to open up to you. :&gt;'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3491125392842760257</id><published>2009-07-04T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:06:17.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jologs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>working against me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gravity by John Mayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while since I last took time to appreciate this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it still annoys me to remember that I was waiting in line for the photos instead of slow dancing when they played this at prom. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so I realized just now that I've been blogging less frequently when I should be blogging more often because this is a year full of lasts. then again, I've only been home, and this doesn't really count. anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; -- I don't remember much about it. hahaha! I'm sure I just watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOF&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRIED to do homework&lt;/span&gt; and ate. I'm sure I did NOT go online all day because I was watching BOF. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; -- tried doing homework in the morning till early afternoon, watched BOF a little, then got ready for a night out with Ate Julie. I was watching the dubbed BOF on ABS-CBN while waiting for Ate -- I missed the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOLZ dubbed break-up scene&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOLZ dubbed break-up line. &lt;/span&gt;anyway, she and Kuya JC the boyf picked me up at 6:30ish after they went to Trinoma to pick the car up from Ate Anne. my bad. haha! we had dinner at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tempura. &lt;/span&gt;I ate so much, it cost me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;435 pesos&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KALOKA!&lt;/span&gt; it was worth the cost, though, because I had yummy maguro sashimi, yummy miso soup, yummy tori teriyakidon and super yummy brewed lemon iced tea. BURP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished dinner just a bit before 7:30, and we arrived at the theater before 8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee&lt;/span&gt; was a lot of fun to watch. the characters were very much interesting, and the actors, especially the Vice Principal, delivered the super funny lines very well. Angel Aquino was one of the guest spellers, and may I just say that she looks awesome and fabulous. beautiful, really. it was weird when we were in line for the bathroom with her. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and we bought souvenir shirts! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they're juuurple. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate treated me to coffee and cheesecake at Starbucks at their office. a couple of officemates of hers came over to talk for a while. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG THE BLUEBERRY CHEESECAKE LAST NIGHT WAS SUPER DUPER YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt; Ate says it's because it was probably whipped well and all that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta!&lt;/span&gt; that's my kind of cheesecake. I shoulda hoarded. I would've if it wasn't so expensive and if I had money. we drove home at 11 and got home half an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome night of sisterly bonding. more to come, mehopes. and with the rest of the gang, next time. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I went to the dentist with Mama. my cleaning took, what, 20 minutes, so I thought we'd be outta there in no time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half of Finding Nemo and two episodes of Spongebob later, &lt;/span&gt;we left for the mall. =)) I bought stuff from National, then Ma and I went up the escalator to buy take-out from Sbarro. someone screamed out my name, and I saw Mel, Guia and Kei coming down. haha! they had lunch at Sbarro, too. hahaha. a few errands later, Ma and I took a cab home and I gobbled down my lunch while watching BOF with Ate Julie. I fell asleep for a bit. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, I shall finish the last disc of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOF&lt;/span&gt; before returning it to Kei and going back to school. it was probably a bad strategy to rewatch everything before finishing it all because I wouldn't have time to digest it before going back to school, but anyway. I'll eventually find the time to return to my happy place number two. gaaah, GJP/LMH. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it depresses me so, so much just thinking about going back to school. who knows what kind of workload they'll be giving us, just to make up for lost time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;helff. :c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. count how many times I said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOF&lt;/span&gt; in this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s I really do have a thing for Korean stuff now. just last night, I finally gave in to my thing for the song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nobody by Wonder Girls&lt;/span&gt; -- I downloaded it and played it over and over before going to bed and while taking a shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3491125392842760257?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3491125392842760257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3491125392842760257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3491125392842760257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3491125392842760257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-against-me.html' title='working against me.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1714260294433185255</id><published>2009-07-01T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:08:23.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl Talk.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><title type='text'>I think I forgot how.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reasons to Love You by Meiko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy because --&lt;br /&gt;- I had good food all day today&lt;br /&gt;- I spent time at the guidance office just talking to people&lt;br /&gt;- I had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I walked from CSA to SM Makati under the 10 AM heat and saw a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;squirrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I took the MRT and walked to Shang like an independent little girl&lt;br /&gt;- Schmeps and I had yummy lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cibo&lt;/span&gt; and funfunfun conversation&lt;br /&gt;- BOF marathon and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mmm nap&lt;/span&gt; in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;- LOL&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ex-Men &lt;/span&gt;vids with Kuya all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ngarag &lt;/span&gt;because --&lt;br /&gt;- I still have homework to do&lt;br /&gt;- People are already starting to review for UPCAT because it's a month away&lt;br /&gt;- I really don't wanna go to school anymore; I just wanna stay home and go online and watch BOF aaaall the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen in love with the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sound&lt;/span&gt; of the Korean language. Hangul? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basta yun. &lt;/span&gt;when I hear it somewhere other than BOF, I feel right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;man, this addiction's outta control. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in denial -- I still haven't watched the last four episodes because I don't want it to end, so I'm rewatching everything. I'm at disc 4 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS BREAK WAS SUCH A BAAAAD IDEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1714260294433185255?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1714260294433185255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1714260294433185255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1714260294433185255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1714260294433185255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-i-forgot-how.html' title='I think I forgot how.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-4755686328540282748</id><published>2009-06-28T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:09:10.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jologs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl Talk.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>pray for sunny weather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please Don't Stop The Rain by James Morrison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fell in love with the music video because of not just one, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; two Siberian Huskies running in time with the music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAPPY SEXY SEVENTEENTH, KiKi! I love you! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 2:30 this morning after watching three episodes of BOF. GAAAAH. I almost cried. can't believe I fell for it. Kei knows what I'm talkin' 'bout. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I was up at 9:30, showered at 10:30, ironed my hair, got dressed and left the house at 12. when I arrived at Greenbelt, I stayed at Power Books Live! to avoid the heat outside when I saw Guia with Allan and Romano. we walked around,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Guia was so sabaw&lt;/span&gt;, then the two of us went to Beauty Bar at GB5 to get KiKi a gift. after ten years, Schmeps and Ate Gela arrived, and we got Kez a bronze eyeliner and fake lashes. hahaha! we met up with everybody else, and ended up having lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chili's&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROOM TEMPERATURE? N/A!&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha! yummy yummy yummy. and super funny. kalerky everybody. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to GB3 to watch Transformers 2, but the line was effing long, and the seats were freaking occupied till the evening screenings, so nvm. we stood infront of Timezone for so long before walking around at the first floor, only to go back up to Krocodile Grille for drinks.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; yes, cocktails in ze hot afternoon.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha! people at our table had raspberry Vodka Cruisers; Guia had Absolut Kurant/Curant while I tried the Absolut Blue. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan and the guys at the other table had mango shakes. o_o&lt;/span&gt; anyway, so we drank and talked and laughed till people started leaving. the girls left the place while the remaining guys stayed, then Schmeps and I left after a couple of photos with my girlfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel and I went home with Lisette and her mom for dinner. we stopped by Pioneer Centre for groceries and some secret place for deliciousness. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INSTANT TALLNESS. &lt;/span&gt;hahaha Mel! after a lot of talking, we arrived at the Jingcos', and the three of us went up to Lisette's room while Tita Leila cooked dinner. from a lot of talking about watching racy scenes at home with parents, to laughing at Mel's stories, we ended up taking a lot of pictures. self-timer stuggles. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang jujuva natin, mga teh! &lt;/span&gt;haha! Mel thought of taking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jump shots&lt;/span&gt;, so we headed to the garage. MEL WAS SO, SO FUNNY! most of our jump photos were FAIL -- wrong timing, slow camera function, and jumping repeatedly till we fell down and laughed. we got some good ones, so we went in for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy hungarian sausage pasta and white wine, all thanks to ze master chef. haha! great food plus fun conversation equals awesome night -- let's not forget the to-die-for dessert! kalerky to the highest level! hahaha. the 'rents arrived to pick me up at 9ish already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was truly awesome on so many levels. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yay for 4D and girlfs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I live for days like this one. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;everyone was crazy about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banana Split&lt;/span&gt; on Facebook. it's become a Saturday night habit. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homework, please go awaaaay. I know I have a full week, but please, just go away. there are other things I'd like to focus on [i.e. BOF marathons, eating, relaxing]. I hope you'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm in! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s let's pretend I posted this before midnight, so I won't hafta edit the time markers. hassle eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-4755686328540282748?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4755686328540282748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=4755686328540282748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4755686328540282748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4755686328540282748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/pray-for-sunny-weather.html' title='pray for sunny weather.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1447464153999354074</id><published>2009-06-25T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:11:46.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>baby, close your eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syndicate by The Fray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I went online at 5ish yesterday [Wednesday] to catch up with Tumblr and blog about the previous day. instead, I'm met by surprise online homework from four subjects, and I'm expecting two more subjects to come up with home study shiz. thank God my annoyance has subsided -- I won't write about it anymore. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remember having so much fun that day with everybody. I remember laughing a lot and talking a lot. it's difficult to recall all of them right now, but I'm sure it'll all come up when we're all together again. :)) so we had the CSAT during the first three periods. Kez had to be brought to the clinic because she was in so much pain. we were dismissed for lunch at 11:30, right after the test. I remember lunch was fun because of all the talking and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kei's microbead-pillow.&lt;/span&gt; council meeting, then the one-million-peso question during CLE. we all forgot to take down notes. :)) surprise seatwork during Math. hahaha! then a brownout during the last fifteen minutes. slight chaos when Michael announced that school might be cancelled till July 6 cause of swine flu. I remember liking English, but it got cut at around 3:30 cause the class advisers had to come in and announce that school WILL be cancelled till July 6. BOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of us hung out at the caf, then I met up with Waldo at the HS lobby, then we hung out near the grandstand, then I went home and watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meteor Garden disc 2&lt;/span&gt;. it took me ten minutes of opening and closing and turning on and off the DVD player before it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of suspension. I woke up at 11 and tried to watch MG2. after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40 freakin' minutes of turning on and off and opening and closing, &lt;/span&gt;I gave up and put in Kei's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOF DVD&lt;/span&gt; instead. YAY! plus, I had McDo lunch bought. spent the whole afternoon gushing, laughing and giggling out of so much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilig&lt;/span&gt; at, well, all of them. hahaha. I now think that I like the Korean version more than the Taiwanese version of HYD because of a few reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the K version has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;better clothes&lt;/span&gt; [I understand MG was shot years ago, but now that I'm older, I've low tolerance for their sleeveless shirts and baggy pants];&lt;br /&gt;2) no offense to the T version, but the delivery of lines in the K version matches with the appropriate emotion [a question sounds like a question, an exclamation sounds like an exclamation, etc.];&lt;br /&gt;3) the K version is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lighter and more humorous&lt;/span&gt; than the T version, so it's easier to watch;&lt;br /&gt;4) the actors act more convincingly in the K version than the T; and&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEE MIN HO. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that isn't to say that I don't love MG anymore, because I do. I'm just enjoying BOF more now. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so I went online at 5 PM to blog and catch up on Tumblr and just go online because I didn't the other night. instead of doing those things, I was greeted with lots and lots of homework online. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;home study&lt;/span&gt; stuff. some subjects' loads were understandable, while the others were just insane. no offense, but it totally drove me on the edge almost all night -- I only started re-relaxing a couple of hours ago. haha. so much for two weeks off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we better have a semestral break, if this'll be the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLINE HOMEWORK GAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever! I have ten days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the supplementary BOF website, Kei! you totally rock at things like this. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night-morning, everybody. see you in a few for day 2 of Swine Flu-induced suspension. bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1447464153999354074?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1447464153999354074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1447464153999354074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1447464153999354074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1447464153999354074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-close-your-eyes.html' title='baby, close your eyes.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7098577657497850002</id><published>2009-06-22T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:10:56.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>all your insides fall to pieces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;High and Dry by Radiohead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the song suggestion, Matt. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling so hormonal. somebody just slap me in the face so I can get over it already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons today. Math moved at lightning speed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Social was super G and funny!&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's one and one. &lt;/span&gt;Filipino was very heated. Physics was aayt. lunch was passionate ranting and lol-ing over our crazy dads and siblings. English was super funny letter-writing time -- Keziah's reply slip was way cool. CLE was light and fun, just getting-to-know stuff. we had to guess another person's fictional statement out of the three statements they'd written down. Allan guessed correctly with previous knowledge of my lack of bike-riding skills; I guessed his incorrectly because I thought he's one of those kids that studied stuff like violin. I didn't get bubble gum &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tuloy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outreach orientation went well. I was able to read my sharing without FAIL pronunciation -- as far as I could tell, at least. haha. it was also nice to hear a couple of teachers say it was a nice piece. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAJ SURPRISED US AFTER DISMISSAL! &lt;/span&gt;well, he surprised the others, at least. I was in on it since Friday. hahaha! it was nice to see him again. he even stuck around for the Adeo meeting, which was held at the 3C classroom. we sat in our fourth quarter places, and it felt so right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss that place terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed a bit at our after-class spot in the canteen last year, then went home. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I caught BOF tonight. hahahaha! the story's getting confusing for me, since I'm mostly familiar with the flow of events in the Taiwanese version, and the Korean's sequencing is quite different. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;misery loves company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, in my case, the company it loves to keep is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more misery.&lt;/span&gt; how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not at all. because it's making me answer my own rhetorical question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this'll go away with sleep. it'd suck if this turns out to be a time-of-the-year thing. that would totally suck eggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7098577657497850002?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7098577657497850002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7098577657497850002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7098577657497850002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7098577657497850002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-your-insides-fall-to-pieces.html' title='all your insides fall to pieces.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1151216170749360890</id><published>2009-06-21T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:41:44.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>get back up when it knocks you down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knock You Down by Keri Hilson ft. Ne-Yo &amp;amp; Kanye West.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uber tired, been slaving over something that should be so, so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; -- fun dinner at the mall with Schmeps and Guia, lots of green bonding time. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; -- did nothing all day; watched the MTV Movie Awards 2009 on Megavideo -- finally saw the whole thing. ROB PATTINSON. =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; -- fun Fathers' Day lunch at PCA;  yummy Fathers' Day dessert at Cheesecake Etc; stressful shopping for school stuff; super duper fun and yummy Fathers' Day/Tito Jun and Tita Joy's wedding anniversary dinner at home with some Nayve relatives. my goodness, Lolo is such a riot! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, of course, the sharing thing I had to write. it took me two do-overs, but it's done. and I still hafta write my Econ homework. hurray for starting the week right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one week of Senior year down, a gazillion to go. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one was a lot of fun, btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1151216170749360890?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1151216170749360890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1151216170749360890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1151216170749360890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1151216170749360890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-back-up-when-it-knocks-you-down.html' title='get back up when it knocks you down.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-7732886503240375417</id><published>2009-06-18T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:17:04.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOF.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>keep me warm in your love, and then softly leave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How Deep Is Your Love by The Bird and The Bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm still alive. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I won't be staying long -- I've a Physics homework to finish, hopefully before midnight. my eyes have been badly abused these past days due to lack of sleep; I wouldn't wanna piss them off any further and force them to relax with some eye drops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday &lt;/span&gt;-- I remember meeting Sir Padlan [and laughing so much and wishing so badly that he would be the regular Physics teacher], Sir Abodiles [twice, hahaha], Ms. Galan and Ms. Malinao. we also took the Math diagnostic test. dang. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; -- we met Sir San Juan and Sir Blanca. YAY! I loved that Sir Blanca asked us how we were doing, how we've been, before talking about anything else. we've missed him so, so much, and it was cool to hear he felt the same. we also met with Mrs. Padlan, since she'll be the regular class teacher. she gave us homework, which is what I'm dealing with right now. we also checked and discussed the diag test in Math. uhh. haha! during club hour, we had our first meeting regarding the two-party system in CSA. all the council officers had to draw lots and be divided into two parties. it's a bit.. weird to have a great majority of the Seniors in one party and a few in the other, but whatever. we'll see how that would work. oh, and I remember going home so late; I was annoyed that I was still in school at 6:30 PM instead of at home and watching BOF. on the upside, I got to hang a little with ze ACP boys. lol. oh, and I remember loving the weather so much. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; -- general orientation at the theater in the morning -- lots of LOLing with KiKi. recess, then some drawing activity during Filipino, and a simple but meaningful activity with Sir Padlan! hahahaha. that's the last time we'd all be together in one class during Physics, and the last time we'd be with Sir Padlan -- that is, unless he subs for the Mrs. :)) lunch of mojos 'n dip and lots of talking, then back to the theater for the KontraPelo thingy -- the orientation for the two-party system. I enjoyed listening to their points, and I'm quite optimistic about this political parties we're getting off the ground. pats for the Social Studies department! I miss Sir Arawag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then, there was the ACP orientation. dang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dang.&lt;/span&gt; it feels silly, yet a bit nice. but still mostly silly. and I didn't feel excitement during and after the orientation. let's just hope it'll be as much fun as other people say it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we sulked after dismissal. and I was given an assignment for the outreach orientation on Monday. holy cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least we bonded over something. hahahaha! was home by 5:30, got to watch BOF [whaddaeff!] and read the Physics book. it took me so long because I kept on falling asleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year's fun, four days into it. we've a long way to go, but I'm betting it'll feel like such a short time at the end. there's much to do before graduation comes around ze corner. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-7732886503240375417?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7732886503240375417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=7732886503240375417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7732886503240375417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/7732886503240375417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/keep-me-warm-in-your-love-and-then.html' title='keep me warm in your love, and then softly leave.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5821013605147132650</id><published>2009-06-15T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:12:58.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seniors 0910.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><title type='text'>hold on to that feeling. :&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Stop Believin' by the cast of Glee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that was a fun last first day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up freakishly early -- 4:40 AM -- because I was told that the bus would be early, like 5:30. so I was up, showered and got dressed and dried my hair. the bus arrived at 5:50 already because some kid asked to be picked up at the last minute. so much for getting up early. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smiles, shrieks, hugs and kisses everywhere in the high school building.&lt;/span&gt; I like how it felt really nice and exciting to be back in school for the last time, yet nicely familiar and routine at the same time. is it too early for Senior blues?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met our adviser, Mrs. Regunton. she seems like a nice person to have for a class adviser, though she seems strict and legalistic. we're just gonna hafta get used to that, I guess. I wouldn't wanna have problems with her, now that we're on our last year in CSA. the assembly at the covered courts was fun, though the Seniors didn't scream as loudly as expected. but anyway! early recess, then a lot of talking and catching up with kalokohan. election of class officers after recess and again after lunch. congrats to the 4D 0910 class officers! hahaha. that was a fun election. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discussed more school policies, then the last 45 minutes was free time. everyone just talked and made a lot of noise. Mrs. Regunton tolerated it to see how far our noise level would go. hahaha! not even cloooose! oh, and I was really disappointed to learn that Sir Manaay won't be our English teacher. I'm perfectly fine with Sir Abodiles, but I've been thinking all week that we could possibly have Sir Manaay for English again this year. I like that my brain had regular and rigorous exercise in second year cause of his class. but anyway, that's that. we have a great set of teachers, IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some good old-fashioned chilling at the plantbox with Schmeps and Earl while waiting for the bus to leave. I left pretty early, though, so I didn't do much with them. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I totally felt the Senior thing today! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tried not saying "excuse me" when I had to walk perpendicular to the direction of a lot of high school kids -- and TEXTING while walking!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. it worked, I just walked without a care. it was pretty cool not to hafta say excuse me all the time. but I won't forgo that habit, I just gave it a shot, and I'm feeling it. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo that Cocs, Pat and Den aren't with us in class anymore, and that Raj has abandoned us for BSM. hahahaha! kidding, Raj. we got your back always. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo that Kei was sent home cause he went abroad and came back within the time frame that the school has deemed in need of a quarantine period. I was so psyched to see him pa naman that I hugged and beso-ed him in the morning. lol. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for our new classmate, Jima. haha! he seems like a cool guy, easy to get along with. I hope we get to be good friends with him. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough with the emo hullaballoo. I just really hope that Senior year would work out great for everyone -- great relationships with friends, classmates and teachers, great grades, great behavior as a batch, meeting great expectations, and getting into our universities of choice. fingers crossed, everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, of course --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheers to one last awesome year together, 4D 0910! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5821013605147132650?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5821013605147132650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5821013605147132650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5821013605147132650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5821013605147132650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/hold-on-to-that-feeling.html' title='hold on to that feeling. :&gt;'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-591912679309886110</id><published>2009-06-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:55:24.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><title type='text'>thunder has begun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Storm Is Going To Come by Piers Faccini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight's the last night I could/would allow myself to sleep after 12. tomorrow night, it just isn't acceptable because I'd hafta wake up at 5 on Monday. school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, unless I really couldn't fall asleep so early. hahaha. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely miss the free time, the feeling of having the whole day to spend as you wish, doing stuff that are important to you though they really aren't important, indulging in the silly and shallow things that make you happy and comfortable. I will definitely miss the free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school shoes? check. that's all I lacked -- my uniform's all set. I'm ready to school in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to watch it as soon as I got home from Lisette's place last Thursday. I finished loading it on Megavideo, but I was too sleepy to watch it. I did watch it last night, and I must say I enjoyed it. VERY MUCH! it's such a joy to hear talented people sing and see them perform. kind of a musical junkie. the next episode may be months from now, but I'd be happy to wait. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. I Love You&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started watching this last Thursday, but we only finished the first hour since we were too hungry and too engrossed in conversation to bother to watch the whole thing. I borrowed the DVD from Roman, and I watched the second half last night. I cried nonstop in the last.. 40 or so minutes of the movie. see my &lt;a href="http://schmepsy.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; for my insights about ze movie. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Amici dinner earlier tonight -- heavenly, partly because I haven't eaten a single meal before dinner. hahaha, freak. I badly need exercise. I'm thinking of hitting the gym every Sunday starting next week, since my parents go to the gym every Sunday anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ain't baby fat/s, so it won't go away by itself. I hafta exercise and not eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, OVESITY. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh noes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheerio, Summer of '09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here's to my last night as a free woman. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I've started reading Tuesdays With Morrie. I was too sleepy to put it down properly, so I dunno where I stopped. :))&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-591912679309886110?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/591912679309886110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=591912679309886110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/591912679309886110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/591912679309886110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/thunder-has-begun.html' title='thunder has begun.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-54180066097619658</id><published>2009-06-11T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:50:56.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Movie.'/><title type='text'>we will put the lonesome on the shelf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You and I by Ingrid Michaelson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's been really great. I had lots of fun with Schmeps, Jones, Earl, Roman, Ate Gela and Raf at Schmeps' place all day, watching one and a half movies, eating like we haven't eaten in days, talking, laughing and checking out some random videos on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to blog in detail about the day, but I'm just soo exhausted in every way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but I do know that's how I feel. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day with fun friends was what I needed after a couple of days of stress on a level that would make me burst into tears. I've exhausted my stressful sentiments about UP and college and picking a course to a friend, so I'd save myself from being redundant. and, yeah, because I'm too tired to want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how I even got to feeling the way I feel now, I couldn't really tell. this blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, really, today was a lot of fun. Schmeps, Jones, Roman and I took a cab to Schmeps' house, tried watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. I Love You&lt;/span&gt;, ate pasta and Brooklyn pizza halfway through the movie, talked and laughed A LOT [about HIMYM and other fun stuff], hung out outside, went back in for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vanilla ice cream &lt;/span&gt;[mmm], &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROFLed and shrieked and WTFed at random YouTube vids&lt;/span&gt;, watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;, took photos, and went back outside to wait to be fetched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a hundred times funner than it sounds, promise. I'm doing my best to not fall asleep right here and now. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, my kinky friends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MM, KINKY! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-54180066097619658?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/54180066097619658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=54180066097619658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/54180066097619658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/54180066097619658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-will-put-lonesome-on-shelf.html' title='we will put the lonesome on the shelf.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3453990179447182352</id><published>2009-06-11T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:29:12.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commuter.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><title type='text'>to the point where I can take no more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Closer by Joshua Radin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- breakfast with Papa at Starbs Forbes&lt;br /&gt;- school early early in the morning for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP application form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sat and waited on the wheelchair near the Ate Guard's place at the lobby&lt;br /&gt;- went back to the guidance with Schmeps, chatted with Sir Itoralba&lt;br /&gt;- hitched with Lance to the mall&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vandeeng with Schmeps over Quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- commute together via MRT! XD&lt;br /&gt;- MG marathon till disc 2 started skipping&lt;br /&gt;- freaked out over college apps&lt;br /&gt;- cried over the phone with Jones [I did the crying]&lt;br /&gt;- consulted my folks about courses&lt;br /&gt;- started filling out the form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- totally fussed over UP apps in the morning&lt;br /&gt;- called and texted and IMed people about making erasures XD&lt;br /&gt;- did some research on courses&lt;br /&gt;- sat around, watched MG and GA&lt;br /&gt;- did more fussing and fretting&lt;br /&gt;- convened with the 'rents about courses&lt;br /&gt;- last-minute conversations before finishing the form&lt;br /&gt;- Form 1 = FIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for enlightenment, inspiration, motivation and peace of mind. before Tuesday, I've never appreciated or realized how much a person would need them. how DESPERATELY one might need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergo the breakdown Tuesday night. I think I freaked Jones out when I suddenly texted, asking if we could talk on the phone. sorry about that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a bit maddening to be so confused and feel so lost. I've picked courses that have minimal Math and Science, which, I'm sure it's general knowledge by now, are subjects I'm horrible at and afraid of, and stuck with English and the like. but then, people do have a point when they pick courses that still have the subjects they dread because the career path that the degree they'd eventually earn would lead them to is what they have their eyes and hearts set on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all well and good, to go for what you want and what you think you'll be good at, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what happens when you really don't know what you want, and there isn't one thing you're really good at?&lt;/span&gt; how would you decide what would best be done when the answers you have to the guide questions are 'I don't know' and 'I'm not sure'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my rambling couldn't really do justice to my thoughts about this whole deciding-about-my-future thing, but I had to try to get it out of me. last night's tears weren't it; I still have some good crying somewhere in me, it's just waiting for some other time to rush out. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this blows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, I do believe my life's been laid out for me before I was even born; that God has everything all mapped out, and all that's left is the execution of the plans. so, somehow, I've faith that whatever I end up doing, it'll all be part of the Divine Design [I just made that up] that the Big Guy has for me, and whatever happens, I'll end up at His designated place and situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh. I guess that's my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon later, when we've all gotten some sleep. can't wait! :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3453990179447182352?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3453990179447182352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3453990179447182352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3453990179447182352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3453990179447182352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-point-where-i-can-take-no-more.html' title='to the point where I can take no more.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1184999493305450776</id><published>2009-06-08T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:22:21.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><title type='text'>you can have them for free.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Pieces by Gomez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Sexy Seventeenth, Kirsten! imy and ily. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one extra week of summer. heaven has heard my not-prayed-for prayer. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuss of the moment: UP applications&lt;/span&gt;. I thought that since the start of classes has been moved, so would the deadline of submission of apps to the guidance. WRONGO! I've paid for transcripts, I've gone to the bank to pay for the application forms. all that's left for me to do is go to school, get my form/s, accomplish it/them and give it back to the guidance office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOO PROBLEM. ugh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. I wasn't able to go online all day yesterday and half of today because of the TV shows I've been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marathoning&lt;/span&gt; with. Kuya and I finished the latter half of season 4 of HIMYM. I hafta to agree with the people who think that HIMYM is a better version of Friends. sorry, Friends fans. oh, and p.s., Barney is awesome. and the fact that he loves Robin adds to the already-overflowing bowl of awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and then, there's Meteor Garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, I know, it's sooo 2003, but whatever. watching a few episodes of Boys Over Flowers totally rekindled that old flame. hahahaha! the summer of '03 is prolly one of the funnest ever, and it's one of the summers I remember best. anyway anyway, we bought the DVD yesterday, and I've been watching since.. 7 last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on about how much I love it and how much I've missed watching the show, but I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it much more fun to watch the show in its original audio [in Taiwanese] than dubbed in Filipino because the characters' manner of speaking makes watching the show much more entertaining [for me]. the accents in their sentences and the tone in their sentences fascinate me very much. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm j-logs that way. sue me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week should be fun, sans UP-application-induced stress. I hope to get some cleaning done in my room before ze week is ovarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you'll excuse me, I have some endearingly cute Taiwanese then-boys to watch, and tons of subtitles to follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1184999493305450776?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1184999493305450776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1184999493305450776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1184999493305450776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1184999493305450776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-can-have-them-for-free.html' title='you can have them for free.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-6573452458163926059</id><published>2009-06-05T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:03:45.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>fight the feeling that there's nothing here for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Live Like You're Dying by Lenka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;summer's officially over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not counting Saturday and Sunday within summer because the weekend before school starts is eaten up by the gloom of, well, the day that classes begin again. I'm sure there are a few that get me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up pretty early today -- 8:30 -- supposedly to get a lot done, being the last day of break and all. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL.&lt;/span&gt; I had breakfast and lunch while watching HIMYM season 3. because I woke up too early, I ended up sleeping on the couch after lunch, and getting up at 2 PM. so much for maxing out the hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got some cleaning up done here in the family room. big problem, though, is my room. I haven't cleaned out the stuff under my bed, so I'm prolly gonna hafta live with the clutter and useless stuff I still have down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in front of the pc all night. LITERALLY. hahaha! been surfing nonstop -- New Moon movie, Tumblr, FB, Y!M, all that. it sucks to think that this life's over for me now, and it'd prolly be tough to try to keep this lifestyle up when school's back in my life. it makes me so, so sad. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand, Jones and I have been obsessing over Grey's season 5 songs, seeing that we've both mass downloaded them. this is new. hahaha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE MUST GET THAT CHRISTMAS ALBUUUM! &lt;/span&gt;cradle to grave even more, dude. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not even Christmas yet. the weather feels Christmasy, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder if this is what it'd feel like if we all lived in Forks. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt; is over for me. I finished reading it last night -- I took SO LONG with that book! prolly cause of all the tough words I obsessed over [over and over] and the many times I postponed reading it, trading it off for Twilight just because I'm feeling attached, or I do not have the patience for big words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to the book: it was pretty dark and twisty for a love story, and that's exactly how I like it most of the time. :)) Heathcliff's miseries and torments from the beginning stuck to him so much that it drove him somehow insane, in the sense that he would smite other people with as much misery and suffering as possible. even more interesting is how his plan played out with regards to the people involved -- victims, you may call them: Catherine Linton, the daughter of Heathcliff's childhood friend and true love Catherine Earnshaw-Linton; and Hareton Earnshaw, the son of Catherine Earnshaw's older brother Hindley, who treated Heathcliff so horribly since he was adopted as a child by their father, Mr. Earnshaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long, long story short, Heathcliff and Catherine only accepted and acknowledged their love for each other when Catherine was on her deathbed, and Heathcliff, being the tortured and dark soul that he's become, poured his sorrows into evil schemes to exact his revenge on the descendants of those he considered his enemies: Hindley Earnshaw through his son Hareton, and Edgar Linton through his daughter, Catherine. what's funny is that Heathcliff would often find pieces of his love Catherine in those two children, and it affected him more and more until, finally, he decided to take his own life to finally be with the only woman he's ever loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Hareton-Catherine romance that blossomed at the end was the cherry on top of this dark sundae. just the means by which their relationship came to be came off so strongly. I truly appreciate that they'd come to love each other to the extent of defending one another from the evils of Heathcliff, prolly because Linton Heathcliff, Catherine's first husband, totally pissed me off. it's great to know that at least, there were people that came out of the mess happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, I'm gonna need a second reading of the whole book to truly understand it. I'm sure there are some points I might've missed or even misinterpreted, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to free time. soon, I hope. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thinking of school depresses me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-6573452458163926059?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6573452458163926059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=6573452458163926059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6573452458163926059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6573452458163926059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/fight-feeling-that-theres-nothing-here.html' title='fight the feeling that there&apos;s nothing here for me.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-4142044178762253168</id><published>2009-06-04T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:20:51.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><title type='text'>every little past frustration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Say by John Mayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much to say, no room or guts to say them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks to be me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school this afternoon for a council meeting with Ms. Malinao. she seems nice and approachable, I really hope we can work well with her. we stayed behind to 'work' on the bulletin board till 5, then I waited to be fetched in front of the Urdaneta Hall with Guia, Enrico and Jones. I loved that we all got to hang out and talk, with Council Friend Bespren Joy, even, but it kind of sucks that Joy, Guia and I weren't able to follow to G4 where our other girlfs were. there'd better be a next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain is driving me nuts! it's more difficult to leave the house now, and the rain pours like crazy one minute, then it's gone the next. it happens over and over, like some engine that just wouldn't start. creepy and annooooyyiiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four days till Senior year. dang. I'm not ready to give up my bum life for books and brain exercise. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so very hungryyyyyy. it was a bad idea to skip breakfast and lunch and just eat dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-4142044178762253168?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4142044178762253168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=4142044178762253168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4142044178762253168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4142044178762253168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-little-past-frustration.html' title='every little past frustration.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8784568076982266173</id><published>2009-06-03T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:02:07.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>to know that I know that you know now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If It Kills Me by Jason Mraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been ages since I last listened to this song! and it's been [more or less] a year since I first heard it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the countdown begins -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five days till Senior year.&lt;/span&gt; did I count right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I've spent two days sitting in front of the TV and having marathons: Grey's Anatomy season 5 and Gossip Girl season 2. the former was yesterday, while the latter was today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy:&lt;/span&gt; I only caught the last five or so episodes because I've seen the first ones over and over; it's only the finale I haven't seen, actually. XD insights? the finale really killed me. it made me so sad to see George half dead and enlisting as a trauma surgeon. it was annoying that they made Izzie seem better, with her short-term memory getting better, before letting her crash and have dying people dreams. I liked how they showed that Izzie and George were dying -- in her prom dress and his army uniform, on the elevator. it seemed very significant on Izzie's part, I couldn't explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the Yang-Hunt thing going on even more. Owen just brings out this other side to Christina, which she never really showed when she was with Burke. it's nice to see her happy and vulnerable with some semi-hot, damaged army dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the MerDer marriage was adorable, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gossip Girl: &lt;/span&gt;had to spend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ten hours&lt;/span&gt; on this one because I started from episode 12ish. as the season wore on, the events just became more complicated and crappy, and yet the consequences didn't seem as heavy as I'd imagine they'd be for such actions. not like I'm from the uppereast side to know, but anyway. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was pleasantly surprised when Nate and Blair got back together! &lt;/span&gt;I've always found them cute together -- well, I mostly find Nate cute by himself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the other girls are just lucky to be cute by extension&lt;/span&gt; --and wanted to see them back together, but it just didn't feel right, probably because of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blair-Chuck bias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finale blew me away, by the way -- beginning with the third or second-to-the-last episode, actually. ever since Chuck started showing interest in Blair, -- read: season one -- I've always been a Chuck advocate because she seemed like this silver lining to his dark personality, like his ability to love her makes it seem like he's not so crappy a person, that there's hope for this worldly, materialistic rich kid. anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that was the best "I love you" ever! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I forgot that other thing I was gonna blog about.&lt;/s&gt;  the rain's starting to freak me out. IT NEVER STOPS! I've been idle all day for two days, so I've actually noticed how it rains nonstop. it just keeps on pouring -- at least it did, most of today, because it's not raining right now. it just makes it that much harder to go places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I hate the prescribed socks they're making girls wear to school. IF WE HAFTA LIVE THROUGH THAT CRAP, THE BOYS SHOULD, TOO! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking aloud. not like I, or the rest of the student body, have a say in it. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8784568076982266173?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8784568076982266173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8784568076982266173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8784568076982266173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8784568076982266173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-know-that-i-know-that-you-know-now.html' title='to know that I know that you know now.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3384190102891690276</id><published>2009-06-02T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:26:31.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>it's fairly simple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakable by Inara George.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was pretty good; my morning could've gone better, though. it's true that nobody else can make you feel bad without your consent. and, for that, I'd like to kick myself in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not that I have one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the day: all of us going to the accounting office together after our fun Wendy's lunch to pay for our transcripts for UP, just so we can find out our sections through the receipts. hahaha. we totally owned the accounting office in that half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I got to see Ate Gela again! it's weird because I've seen her more often that some of my other classmate-friends, but I get all thrilled and stuff whenever we see each other. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really, really missed you, Ate. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the rest of hung out at the first flight of stairs, cleaned up our mess with the bulletin boards, and chatted for a little bit before Jones, Schmeps and I left with Earl. idk what it is with those people, but I feel extra bangag when I'm with them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaw&lt;/span&gt; is the way to go, and I love those three very much. &lt;/span&gt;cheesy! so Earl dropped us off at Treats, then Schmeps, Jones and I walked to National, bought some school stuff because we know our section already, then got some Quickly before lining up for a cab at G4. those two got the cool cab while I got the old one. BOO, JONES! :&gt; good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's effing annoying that I've been inexplicably emo these past two, three late nights. it just happens, and I hate that I've no explanation for it. last night, I was this close to crying, God knows why. so, I guess I'm only half annoyed that my mom cut me off while blogging last night to get me to bed, and half thankful that she cut off the emo crap, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up [relatively early] to Grey's Anatomy, McDonald's breakfast [tsk tsk] and some Twilight/New Moon movie stuff iz da shit. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWARLEEEEY! not today. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3384190102891690276?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3384190102891690276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3384190102891690276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3384190102891690276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3384190102891690276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-fairly-simple.html' title='it&apos;s fairly simple.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3589473514347185223</id><published>2009-06-01T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:39:44.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>just hold a smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never Say Never by The Fray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's much I'd like to get out, but not here. somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about a lot of things; so much that it's impossible to coherently write about any of them here. hahaha.&lt;a href="http://schmepsy.tumblr.com"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Pocket Edward's fault. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was.. normal. I bought GA and GG DVDs, had a part of HIMYM marathon, then surfed all night while trying to work on the bulletin board with the SC. it took us hours to produce text. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumblr is my happy place number.. something. hurray for fuckyeah tumblogs/tumblelogs/whatever they're called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I love the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. this had better be gone in the morning. I hate you for this. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3589473514347185223?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3589473514347185223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3589473514347185223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3589473514347185223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3589473514347185223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-hold-smile.html' title='just hold a smile.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3244746404951308141</id><published>2009-05-29T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:42:20.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><title type='text'>your lips gave you away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rescued by Jack's Mannequin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't listened to this song in a while. uhh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang.&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school today to buy school stuff and meet with the SC. I caught up with Michael and Jones [with their moms] buying stuff, too. Michael's pants. hahahaha. Jones and I went to the HS building and caught up with Joan, Earl and Yam. Kei arrived a little later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like last time, we didn't really accomplish anything. Mrs. Malinao wasn't around, so we're gonna hafta meet again next week. we just talked [mostly about HIMYM XD], had juice and ice cream at the caf. Jones, Joan and I hitched with Kei and his mom to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jones and I hung out at Sbarro, just making kwento and all that. I watched him eat because I bought my dinner to-go. we talked talked talked and laughed about shit till Papa picked me up after 5 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, there. hahaha. one last happy Friday before the jitters of school come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GM Diet -- yes or no?&lt;/span&gt; it was a yes, earlier this week, but earlier tonight, Ate Julie mentioned that a friend regained the ten pounds he/she lost when he/she returned to his normal eating habits after the seven-day diet. my short readings on the Internet also tell me that it counts as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crash diet&lt;/span&gt;, meaning it wouldn't help as much as it would hurt. so, never mind, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3244746404951308141?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3244746404951308141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3244746404951308141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3244746404951308141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3244746404951308141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/your-lips-gave-you-away.html' title='your lips gave you away.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-6613797495353997808</id><published>2009-05-28T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:14:12.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>believe only that which I'd heard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kindly Unspoken by Kate Voegele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:30 PM [Wednesday] - 3:30 AM &lt;s&gt;[Friday&lt;/s&gt; Thursday]&lt;/span&gt; *duude, I couldn't possibly read a book for more than 24 hours straight XD*-- was reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wuthering Heights.&lt;/span&gt; I think what's taking me so, so long is my habit of looking up every unfamiliar word I encounter; I actually fear it's become some psych disease, sorta like OCD, because I simply would not rest until I look up the unfamiliar word I encounter. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every single time. every friggin' word. &lt;/span&gt;my brain just wouldn't rest until I grabbed the dictionary, looked up the word and used it in a sentence in my head just so we're clear that I understand it. I even try to pronounce it correctly. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the middle of the night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;while my sister sleeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 AM&lt;/span&gt; -- I remember lying down on my tummy in bed, then suddenly waking up and feeling something strage going on in my nose, then getting up quickly to grab the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kleenex&lt;/span&gt; in my bag and stuff some into my nostrils. it was very disorienting and a little scary because&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the bleeding literally woke me up just a couple of seconds before actually happening.&lt;/span&gt; okay, that sounds weird. :)) it wouldn't stop -- it actually just flowed more -- so I went out of my room to grab the toilet paper. a couple of minutes later, it still wouldn't stop so I went to my parents' bathroom. it stopped there. because I didn't wanna lie down or make the bleeding come back, I turned the DVD player on, asked for breakfast and ate while watching HIMYM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: the nosebleed might've been a result of the many unfamiliar words I encountered in my five hours of reading Wuthering Heights -- a delayed but fitting effect. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9ish? or not&lt;/span&gt; -- fell asleep on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 noon&lt;/span&gt; -- woke up and watched HIMYM again. I ate another full meal. hahaha. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 PM&lt;/span&gt; -- continued yesterday's clean-up while waching HIMYM. ate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oatmeal cookies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chocolate chip cookies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ice cream.&lt;/span&gt; piggy much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. count how many times I mention HIMYM in this entry. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:30 PM&lt;/span&gt; -- showered. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 PM &lt;/span&gt;-- watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys Over Flowers&lt;/span&gt; on free TV while eating dinner. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MMM INDEED. =P~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:30 PM&lt;/span&gt; -- finished cleaning up while watching the news. the Senate inquiry about the sex scandal was hilarious and soooo, so filled with drama and irony -- from the bold gesture of Abner Afuang, to the presence of the dude who played Abner Afuang in a movie; from Katrina Halili's tear-filled speech, to Hayden Kho's account of their encounter at Holiday Inn. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cannot comprehend why the news program made THAT the headline, second to it is the spreading A(H1N1) Virus and the misuse of Balikatan funds. damn. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the rest of the night&lt;/span&gt; -- FB, Y!M, Tumblr, Twitter, Plurk, Multiply. plus the reading of creepy coincidences online. what's funny is that it was freaking me out so much, but I Googled for more. it put me on a high earlier, but now it's left me a coward. I'll make sure I empty my bladder before going to my room so I won't hafta get out in the wee hours of the morning and switch the lights off and run like a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm buying school shiz tomorrow. oh noes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as I won't wake up with blood gushing down my nose again. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;funny turn of events. just when it started to re-bug my life [in a not-so-bad-but-not-exactly-great way], something happens. how ironic. would you like me to feign it? that's really the best I could give you. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-6613797495353997808?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6613797495353997808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=6613797495353997808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6613797495353997808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6613797495353997808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/believe-only-that-which-id-heard.html' title='believe only that which I&apos;d heard.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-4185998741531427331</id><published>2009-05-26T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:37:38.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Series.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.I.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wee.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senior Council.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>wish I could rip out a page.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Energy by Keri Hilson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy sexy seventeenth, Mikh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few points I'd like to tackle. [fair warning: none of these points are of concern to anyone other than me, so feel free to go away now. then again, it's sort of a given that whatever I write here mainly concerns me, so.. you get it. XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rockwell&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council had a meeting yesterday. well, it was supposed to be a meeting, but because we weren't complete and we met at a restaurant [y'know, unstoppable need to stuff our faces with food], I'd call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt; on it. Jones and I met in Power, then walked to Grams and found Earl, Guia and Raj there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes, Raj.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha! Earl called him up. Kei arrived after a bit. so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30% of our stay was spent coming up with plans&lt;/span&gt; for the Seniors and Freshmen and the school year, and the remaining &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;70% was for eating, catching up, laughing, making fun of stuff and debating&lt;/span&gt; -- Earl and I did most of the debate, mostly about AI. apparently, he feels as strongly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt; Adam as I feel strongly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; Adam. neither budged, naturally. :)) the rest of the time was spent at the mall, walking and talking with Raj and Earl. we bought candy, then they waited for me to get a cab before walking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this type of diet on the internet, so I told Ate Julie about it. apparently, she's known about it for a while. we're trying it next week. I hope I don't jinx it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't call me Granola Girl anymore. &lt;/span&gt;I've realized I don't like plain granola. oatmeal cookies and granola bars &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with chocolate&lt;/span&gt; are as a far as I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished Breaking Dawn at 1:30 this morning for the.. 3rd or 4th time. and, again, it made me feel strange feelings when the battle scene was almost over. if I remember correctly, it was a mixture of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relief, longing and envy&lt;/span&gt; -- relieved that none of them were killed, longing for the story to never end, and envy for how happy they all seemed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IMAGINE BEING SO BLISSFUL, AND HAVING THE REST OF FOREVER TO ENJOY IT BECAUSE YOU'RE IMMORTAL!&lt;/span&gt; man. I know very well I'm weird that way, and I'm embracing it. hahaha! there's always that feeling of desperation whenever I finish reading BD because I do not want the vampire stories to end. then again, there wouldn't be much of a conflict to write about now that Bella's a vampire, too. but still, I'd gladly take whatever story Stephenie Meyer can make up about Bella and Edward after Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness. there's so much I feel like I wanna say, but I couldn't. I dunno how to phrase everything because I can't understand it fully. it's really just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need an intervention. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and I watched the movie on DVD this afternoon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from start to finish&lt;/span&gt; -- finish being the very end of the credits. I was waiting for the list of songs. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still under Twilight -- I was supposed to ask a favor from Raj: to have his aunt from the States who's coming home in a couple of days to buy me a Twilight DVD. hahahahaha! yeah, he offered yesterday, and I've been trying to find out how much it is exactly before deciding. long story short, I e-mailed Tita Nette, and she agreed to get it for me instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling I had when I read her reply in my mail was pure joy. I was bouncing and grinning widely in my seat as I typed a reply to her and Tito Daniel, and at the same time IM-ing Schmeps. my heart was jumping and racing for a few minutes, and she said her heart was jumping, too. fun! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yay, Target!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I absolutely HATE our DVD player!&lt;/span&gt; it won't lemme watch the copy of Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist that I got the other day. ugh. I'm dying to get a generic player. gotta save up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that it's ending in a week and a half. I'd like to get allowance again, though. but still. I wanna bum around some more and indulge in my addictions and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do nothing that would require mental exertion&lt;/span&gt;. college apps are looming, too, so I'd like to drown myself in brainless summer bliss before all that. and, yes, a lot of cleaning around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand some annoying things that I think would be best left undisclosed in full detail for my sake, though my sanity's on the edge already. I'll admit I'm a bit envious, but the annoyance is, oh, 95% pure annoyance. please? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-4185998741531427331?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4185998741531427331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=4185998741531427331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4185998741531427331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4185998741531427331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/wish-i-could-rip-out-page.html' title='wish I could rip out a page.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2815786243770097261</id><published>2009-05-24T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:36:15.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><title type='text'>twiddley-dee, twiddley-dum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get Ready by Danny Gokey -- The Temptations cover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I phrase that correctly? the use of the term 'cover', I mean. anyway. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;happy 28th wedding anniversary to my parents. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up freakishly early -- at 8 -- because we were told to leave the house at 9. turns out we were supposed to be woken up at 9, not leaving the house. err. hahaha. mass and lunch at PCA, errands at the mall. saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; and his mom and sisters at the checkout counter in SM Makati. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Metrowalk after getting home to buy DVDs. YARR. XD instead of Grey's and GG, I got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist.&lt;/span&gt; no copies of the complete seasons of the series yet. blah. went home and bummed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;call me Granola Girl. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max has been barking nonstop for hours. poor baby's stressed cause of the fireworks. I think. I hope he goes to sleep soon. and that the annoying firecracker people would just STOP ALREADYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting tomorrow at Grams. grreat. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2815786243770097261?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2815786243770097261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2815786243770097261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2815786243770097261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2815786243770097261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/twiddley-dee-twiddley-dum.html' title='twiddley-dee, twiddley-dum.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-6364599127395409980</id><published>2009-05-23T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:39:37.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><title type='text'>I would know how to save you this time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Is Worth The Fall by O.A.R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reusing the lyric because the first entry was only a sorta blog entry. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy, lazy, LAZY Saturday. got up at 11, watched Grey's season 5 with Ate Anne [incomplete DVD, no finale yet ugh], then HIMYM season 4 after. did my nails. fish for dinner. Quaker oatmeal cookies. worked on my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://schmepsy.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; for a couple of hours. white cheese pizza and Coke from Brooklyn. sex scandals on XXX [the investigative program on ABS-CBN XD]. blogging. tumbl..ing? tweeting? whatever you call those, I did them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much free time draws me to contemplating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WG&lt;/span&gt;, getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uer&lt;/span&gt;. kick me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen not to spell out the whole words up there because I know I'd get called on for them. you wouldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumblr's a new step, but there's no way in hell I'm abandoning Blogger/Blogspot. this is my baby, and never will I let it go. do visit both sites, friends who have access to this. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks till school starts. I think. oh noes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-6364599127395409980?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6364599127395409980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=6364599127395409980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6364599127395409980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/6364599127395409980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-would-know-how-to-save-you-this-time_23.html' title='I would know how to save you this time.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2645804309216888969</id><published>2009-05-22T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:38:36.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Series.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Movie.'/><title type='text'>I would know how to save you this time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Is Worth the Fall by O.A.R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sharing the song. very fitting of Twilight. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should get a Tumblr for these quick, short posts. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2645804309216888969?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2645804309216888969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2645804309216888969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2645804309216888969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2645804309216888969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-would-know-how-to-save-you-this-time.html' title='I would know how to save you this time.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5021547069067425644</id><published>2009-05-22T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:41:08.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.I.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>the jig is up, the news is out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Renegade by Kris Allen and Danny Gokey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass download of AI songs? definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I think I have a thing for Adam Lambert. XD I'd rather not explain. and I think everyone else would prefer that I don't explain. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, so, my day. went to revv to get my sim test scores -- not bad, but not enough. lunch at Sbarro with Jones, then went home. foot spa at 5ish, then lots of TV, then Bumper Sticker hunting. durr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too lazy. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5021547069067425644?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5021547069067425644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5021547069067425644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5021547069067425644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5021547069067425644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/jig-is-up-news-is-out.html' title='the jig is up, the news is out.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5378421596110543036</id><published>2009-05-21T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:47:44.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.I.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><title type='text'>sing your melody -- I'll sing along.</title><content type='html'>Falling Slowly by Kris Allen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm using HIS version. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY SEXY SEVENTEENTH, HARRY! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Adam lost, and Kris took the title. hate to admit, but I saw it coming -- prolly why I was so defensive and affected last night. if by mere votes, it was pretty clear that Kris would win because of the turnout in the last couple or so weeks. a totally come-from-behind win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finale was pretty cool; I enjoyed all the performances and all the cool guests: Lionel Richie, Black Eyed Peas, Queen, Kiss and Jason Mraz, most especially. hahahahaha! even Kara's stint with Bikini Girl -- I enjoyed that very much! she totally schooled BG, both in singing and in the bikini bod department. and they had some really big names in the music industry perform for the finale, so I enjoyed that very much. my only complaint is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Megan Joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUUUUDE, she totally killed the songs!&lt;/span&gt; not simply killed, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MURDERED&lt;/span&gt; them -- and so NOT in a good way. song destroyer. and the freaky dancing on the sidelines? MAN. I'd get pissed if I were directing the show or something. glad she's gone. :)) sorry, Megan Joy fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there are any. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. anyway. I wouldn't go off about how bitter I am about all this. it was an upset, but not really. Adam isn't as popular with the people as Kris is, so that's that. life after Idol's what I'm after now -- they better release some good songs, like the Davids are doing. that'd be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think Adam shoulda won. buuut, anyway. it's just a title. buuuut, still. it's the title they were competing for in the first place. buuut, what comes after this is the bigger picture, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough. I might not have enough control to keep from ranting. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woo, ADAM! ♥ XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. though I saw it coming, it still made me curse and slap a pillow when Ryan Seacrest said Kris Allen. I woulda fallen off my seat, too, but I didn't. GAH. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5378421596110543036?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5378421596110543036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5378421596110543036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5378421596110543036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5378421596110543036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/sing-your-melody-ill-sing-along.html' title='sing your melody -- I&apos;ll sing along.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-3598646816734006373</id><published>2009-05-21T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:13:05.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.I.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoooooyyiing.'/><title type='text'>find it hard to take.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mad World by Adam Lambert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally by Tears For Fears or Gary Jules, idk. :)) and I kind of don't care. not right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I am is all fired up -- or at least I was a few minutes ago -- about people wanting Kris Allen to win. I think he could, in another season, because all other contestants pale in comparison to/with Adam Lambert's singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, for the nth time [and for the record], &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he doesn't just scream&lt;/span&gt; -- he sings and hits high notes that other people find.. idk how they find it, just that they don't like it, and prefer Kris Allen's laid-back-jam vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so I won't talk shit about Kris. I did like him once upon a time. well, I still do. I find him a good singer and all, but, really, being pitted against Adam doesn't really help his cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just annoys me to death that people think Adam just screams his way through every week because that isn't the case. he does sing well -- SING, not SCREAM. hahahahaha. and for the part about being flamboyantly gay -- so what? I'm all for being Catholic, but I have nothing against him for that, either. a lot of other people are flamboyantly gay, it just so happens that this one's getting famous and can sing incredibly well. it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;a singing competition, after all. I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we'll all find out the verdict in a few hours, so I'd better get some sleep. see y'all at 8 AM. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. imo, it would be quite stupid if Adam doesn't win. wait, make that INCREDIBLY stupid. but hey, what do I know? :)) 'sides, they'll most probably have their own careers after Idol, so it's kind of just the title that's at stake. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;para walang away, Danny Gokey na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my breathing under control now. good night, freaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-3598646816734006373?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3598646816734006373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=3598646816734006373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3598646816734006373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/3598646816734006373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/find-it-hard-to-take.html' title='find it hard to take.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8559839757588498546</id><published>2009-05-20T14:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:58:24.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><title type='text'>Atonement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The story can resume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;still obviously hung up on Atonement. kick me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second to Twilight, this is the story I remember best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8559839757588498546?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8559839757588498546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8559839757588498546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8559839757588498546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8559839757588498546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/atonement.html' title='Atonement.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-726444435509632056</id><published>2009-05-20T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:34:34.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>you should be questioning yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Better Off Dead by Faders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might wanna back off now and go surf somewhere else. just saying. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm still up. I've been going all-OC on tags in my blog, even reading a few old entries from different blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;getting affected so potently by something that affected me so much once upon a time kind of tells me that it's something that remains unresolved until som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eone chooses to CONSCIOUSLY act on it. yes, I use redundancy to make a point. :)) and, again, yes, that someone is no one other than the very person concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried everything with you: niceness, kindness, flexibility with regards to my temper and humor, giving you a taste of your own medicine, pretty much every angle. and, so far, none of them have worked. maybe for a short while, some approaches did, but eventually, you did something to ruin it and make me start all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;funny, though, that I'm the one trying and trying to get it right when, having pondered it for so long, I'm clearly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; the one with the problem anymore. and a HUGE problem, at that. I hope you do outgrow it soon enough, although I seriously don't see it happening anytime soon. nevertheless, I still hope you do, though I won't stick around waiting for it; I know much better than that now. I've certainly learned my lesson, and I still hope against all hope that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; do, too. we all have to grow up sometime. [wow, I must be really hopeful -- my SENTENCES are repetitive. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the malicious gossips may make what they wish out of all this because I am beyond giving a shit. like I said, I know better now, and I have a clearer idea of who to trust and whose opinion I care about. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I reinforce my right to write about whatever I wish to as long as I deem it necessary and helpful, both to me and some other party. besides, they say it's bad to go to bed without discussing your troubles. :)) just reminding whoever has the misfortune of encountering this blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/ShOIQ0nAgJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VgX4IJuKmAk/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/ShOIQ0nAgJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VgX4IJuKmAk/s400/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337759805945708690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, good night, friends and fiends alike. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-726444435509632056?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/726444435509632056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=726444435509632056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/726444435509632056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/726444435509632056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-should-be-questioning-yourself.html' title='you should be questioning yourself.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/ShOIQ0nAgJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VgX4IJuKmAk/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2230363484346425108</id><published>2009-05-19T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:55:11.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>everyone leaves at the end of the song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If You Won't by Jesse Harris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite song from the Chasing Liberty OST. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today, I &lt;s&gt;wasted&lt;/s&gt; SPENT the day watching movies and being all lovey-dovey and sulky all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight movie&lt;/span&gt; was first on the list resulting from the frustrations of yesterday's attempt at watching Earl's pirated&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FAIL &lt;/span&gt;DVD copy. hahaha! I really am contemplating buying a generic DVD player to make all the other &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL dvds&lt;/span&gt; around here work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surfthechannel.com led me to Megavideo, and, though I love that website for all the service it's done me [with my TV series needs], I wanted to kick it for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;72-minute limit.&lt;/span&gt; I had to wait an hour to continue watching the rest of the movie, so I took that hour to take a shower and load the second movie on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after showering, I focused on the last 20 minutes of Twilight [and reconciled that it wasn't so horribly made, after all, or maybe I'm saying that cause I'm on my high again, but that's not the point], then moved on to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chasing Liberty.&lt;/span&gt; I missed the first thirty minutes of it last night, so I paid attention. after seeing the whole thing, I conclude that it's a really nice movie, though I'm so NOT a big fan of Mandy Moore [she annoys me sometimes]. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew Goode.&lt;/span&gt; sigh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I'm jealous as hell. Because I'd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate to see you with Gus-Gus&lt;/span&gt; -- I'd hate to see you with any other man! Because not only did I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adore kissing you in Venice&lt;/span&gt;, but also because I'm so un-bloody-hinged just being near you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIGH. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atonement &lt;/span&gt;came later in the evening; they showed it on HBO at 9 PM. I've read the book last summer [and even blogged about it], but I've never seen the movie prior to 9 PM, so I watched. what's interesting was that practically everything they showed in the movie was freakishly close to what my imagination has produced as I was reading the novel last summer. I think that means the novel was very well written because there isn't much confusion as to its interpretation, but that's just me. anyway, the Robin-Cee love story still caused me much grief, and the ending still made my forehead crease and my eyes want to moisten and cry, but they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gotten me in an emo mood, though. great. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was able to give a condensed version of the story to Schmeps via Facebook Chat. addict much. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the love and mush and bitterness and sadness I processed today through the movies I saw have inspired me to read and read and read till my summer's all out. but I have lots of cleaning to do, as well, and more worrying and fussing about college apps, so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to squeeze in NOT eating rice somewhere. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night, freaks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2230363484346425108?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2230363484346425108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2230363484346425108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2230363484346425108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2230363484346425108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyone-leaves-at-end-of-song.html' title='everyone leaves at the end of the song.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-9084795583391546734</id><published>2009-05-18T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:15:18.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inside Joke.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangs.'/><title type='text'>standing on a tiny ledge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talk You Down by The Script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's relationship suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy summer mode recommences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more revv to go to in the afternoon, or dates and sleepovers to look forward to [for now]. back to the lazy old life, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pre-revv.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeahmeeeehn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of bed at 12:30. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to spend the afternoon catching up on shows on TV and surfing my butt off [whutts] before watching the Twilight DVD I borrowed from BIL Earl. I fast-forwarded to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;, of course, but it killed me when the DVD started skipping 30 minutes into the movie. I tried to make it work, but it just wouldn't, so I let it go. I'll just watch it online tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what sucks is that Earl just told me he's only used it once, and that the DVD had perfect subs and a disc menu when he used it. I had none of that. rar! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAJOR BUMMER. *salutes*&lt;/span&gt; maybe I should get a generic DVD player, too. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, that's the highlight of my day. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss revv and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and I read the episode recap of the Grey's season finale in their network website. DAMN. reading the synopsis made me wanna cry, so I better watch out for the waterworks when my sisters and I watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JAI HO!&lt;/span&gt; XD I miss you, Schmeps, Jones and RAJIV! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-9084795583391546734?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/9084795583391546734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=9084795583391546734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/9084795583391546734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/9084795583391546734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/standing-on-tiny-ledge.html' title='standing on a tiny ledge.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8625920936369815291</id><published>2009-05-17T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:10:48.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HIMYM.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>life is a maze, and love is a riddle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Show by Lenka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schmeps and Schmeps' LSS for the week, right, Schmeps? :)) I want my money back. I want my money back. muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Happy Nineteenth, Kuya! I love you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of my best, most favorite weekends ever. lemme tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday -- last day of revv. yay and boo: yay because I won't hafta take cabs everyday or commute or wake up at 10 AM and be outta the house by 12; boo because I won't get to see my new-found friends from revv and my CSA friends, and I won't have anything productive to do anymore. but anyway, that's that. so after fixing my stuff for the sleepover, left the house and went to class. Dani was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaw&lt;/span&gt; with the weird welcoming ritual, and Mari told me about their escapades the previous day. then we took the DLSUCET sim test. whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;, too lazy to even remember it. what I do remember is laughing so much in between test parts and during breaks because of all the funny shit everyone says, especially Florence and the Don Bosco guys. the best was Florence saying, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sino si Chris Benoit [be-noyt]?"&lt;/span&gt; she said it out loud, so everybody cracked up. Gian just kept on adding fuel to the flame, so we never stopped laughing. ten years of incomplete class photos, then we left. see you soon, revv friends. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jones, Earl and I walked to SM to buy drinks and food, then met up with Kez and Kat at G4. they were with Mel and Pat and Kei so we said hi, but left right away because Lisette's mom was coming to pick us up. had to ride shotgun because I've made more appearances at the Jingcos' place than any of the other people. lols. when Matt showed up, we went to the Jingcos. the ride to their house was loud because everyone was talking at the same time, laughing and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had Doritos and salsa while waiting for dinner. Jones, Kez, Kat, Lisette, Matt, Earl and I just laughed our butts off, mostly because of Kez and Kat's antics about 'review class'. after a while, dinner was served. Tita Leila made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;parmesan-crusted fish&lt;/span&gt; and Korean beef; the former was uber yummy. heavenly! so we ate ate ate and talked talked talked till dessert -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;choco lava cake with vanilla ice cream.&lt;/span&gt; gaaaahds. everyone was pregnant after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand the big cheese! hahaha. we all headed outside the living room -- let's call it the den for easier reference -- and fixed the tables and chairs and proceeded with the main event. Matt taught us this fun game involving cards and alcohol; too bad we had flavored gin instead of vodka, the gin was daaaamn. no details about the game; let's just say it was fun, sometimes annoying, and mostly therapeutic. I love those people. let's leave it at that. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking led to talking then laughing then ranting then eating then more drinking laughing eating talking. Yam arrived before 11, I think; Kat had to leave at around 12, and Keziah followed after almost an hour. Raj's 10 PM turned into.. 1 AM? hahaha! oh yeah, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T-shot&lt;/span&gt; was yummy! the guys just talked and cursed and laughed while Schmeps, Jones and I just chilled; I was doing my best not to fall asleep. at 2ish, we decided to clean up and move back into the house to watch a few episodes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIMYM&lt;/span&gt; season 3. that show never gets old. super &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;benta!&lt;/span&gt; people got sleepy at 3ish [I really couldn't recall, we've lost all sense of time] so we went up to the room -- Schmeps and Ate Luey's room. the mattresses in the guest room were carried into their room so we could all stay together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was down first, falling asleep in his cute shorts after a few minutes of lying down; Earl followed immediately after. Yam slept at 4ish [maybe] after a few rounds of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pusoy Dos&lt;/span&gt; with Raj, Schmeps and me, so the only ones left standing were Schmeps, Jones, Raj and me. we just sat/lied down on the floor/bed/mattress, talking and making fun of the sleeping people. Raj sleeps in a weird position.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; JAI HO! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us gave up ten minutes before 5 AM. we were up by 8:15. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *raises his head from pillow, looks at us looking at him* did you guys sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Us: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Matt: *goes back to sleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, everyone except Yam and Jones was on the mattresses on the floor, lying down and talking and singing until we had to go down for breakfast, which, btw, was super yummy. chocolate chip waffles and hot chocolate on tables in the living room that weren't there the night before [Yam!]. hahaha! back in the room, some of us took a shower, got dressed then left the house. the guys took cab number one, while Schmeps, Jones and I took number 2. we went to G4 and decided to watch a movie, though the boys went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;/span&gt; was great, though I'm probably not the best judge of that since I haven't read the book. nevertheless, it got my full and undivided attention throughout the two-hours-and-ten-minutes screening. the three of us were covering our mouths and biting our fingers in shock and fear of what had just happened or what we feel would come next. the movie got me so involved [to the point of falling in love with the Camerlengo] that it was able to toy with my emotions. it was surprisingly easy to understand and follow; I didn't expect it to be. we were all so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabaw&lt;/span&gt; afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we killed time by taking pictures at Food Choices -- we found a nice spot that takes good landscape photos. Pa picked me up at 3:30 and we dropped Schmeps off at Shangri-la Mall. at home, I rested and took a shower again, then got ready for Kuya's birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Orleans&lt;/span&gt; at BHS serves yummy food, but I've become very partial to their seared blackened tuna. super yummy. Fully Booked after dinner, then Starbucks, then in the open area of BHS. funny photos everywhere, then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of Friday to Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun, right? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner photos: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oo na, chubby na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, let's all just pretend I got this in on time, before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to get some sleep now; I only had three hours of sleep this morning, and it's been a looong day. later, freaks. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8625920936369815291?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8625920936369815291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8625920936369815291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8625920936369815291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8625920936369815291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-maze-and-love-is-riddle.html' title='life is a maze, and love is a riddle.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5483538046334859028</id><published>2009-05-14T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:53:48.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3C-4D.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AJSCC.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>like a song, you can't forget it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Forget by Demi Lovato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I like the song. not necessarily her, but I like her song. sue me. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've skipped blogging because I've been out a lot, so there's a lot of overdue &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwento.&lt;/span&gt; here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday, May 12&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up by 5:30 AM, breakfast with Michael, then off to Ateneo with Michael and Earl. we hung out for a while in front of Kostka and other buildings, waited for Lisette then met up with Allan at Leong Hall for registration to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st Ateneo Junior Summer Citizenship Camp&lt;/span&gt;. wee! first session at the MVP roof deck: situationer with the president of The Assembly, then some sort of intro to politics with Sir RR. the latter was super enjoyable because of all the interesting facts and schools of thought, and seeing how politics appeared over the centuries. after a short lunch at Gonzaga, Earl and I went to revv -- we were late for the last lecture ever. G.I.2 with Sir Venzo, one of my favorite lecturers at revv. hahaha. super nosebleed because of all the Math: Stat, Algebs, Geom. we had the groupings again: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elaine, Dionesia, Virna and Jinky&lt;/span&gt;. LOLS all the way, of course, no matter how much of a headache Math is. Landmark again after, with Jones this time. we had time to walk around Glorietta, chatting and [me] ranting a lot. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday, May 13&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earl, Schmeps and I hitched with Michael again, and the topic of conversation was really frustrating. how crappy and hopeless. :)) so we waited again, and Miguel and Ava bumped into us for a while, chit-chat about stuff. they had to leave, so the three of us left, too, for the AJSCC. the sched said 9:30, but when we got to the conference room in the Social Sciences building, they've already started. hahaha. first topic of the day was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; liberalism&lt;/span&gt; -- confusing and quite hypocritical. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;socialism&lt;/span&gt; was next, and it was more interesting, but still quite confusing. Earl and I had lots to ponder and discuss during the short lunch break and on the way to revv. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACET sim test was super sabaw. I lasered almost ten items in Math. headache. the rest, I just answered as best as my feverish state would allow. we ended early, test and essay and all, so we stayed for a bit before walking to G4, Kei, Jones and I. we had dinner again! and I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okuya &lt;/span&gt;again. hahahaha. takaw. talktalktalk, laughlaughlaugh, and a chance encounter with Em! I didn't recognize her at first. hahaha! I miss her so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jones and I walked around again, but he had to leave earlier so I met up with Kuya to wait for Papa. we almost took a cab, but Pa arrived and we got home past 8. I fell asleep early because I was feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday, May 14&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast with Pa at Starbucks -- we were so early, Starbs Petron wasn't open yet. hahaha! Chai Latte = bleh. Pa left after eating, and I waited for Earl and Schmeps and Michael. chit-chat about random stuff again in Michael's Starex, then waited at our usual spot. we took tons of cool photos of the three of us wearing blue stuff. super fun! we went to the conference room early, and that's where Schmeps realized the photos we took earlier were gone! disturbing. :)) first session was about forms of engagement -- I didn't get it much because I was still quite drowsy. next session was.. I forgot what the topic was, but I remember being asked to form groups and make a web of life about certain issues. I joined climate change because I know it best out of the topics. lol. lunch, Allan left, then we viewed the second half of the film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sicko&lt;/span&gt;, which is about the American &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;health care system &lt;/span&gt;in comparison to Britain's, France's, Canada's and even Cuba's. if the Americans complain about that already, then I feel shitty about our health care system, or even the lack of it. depressing and dumbfounding, but very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last on the list was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gaza Strip Crisis Simulation&lt;/span&gt;. three groups: EU, Egypt and Hamas. the objective was to negotiate, and meet each party's desired outcome. whoever fails to get their demands would lose, and the winning group gets pizza. long story short, everyone was super funny and witty about the negotiation strategies. and Marty the Josh look-alike was super funny. then we had snacks, evaluation and graduation. I'm gonna miss being around bright minds; it's a good way to get my own brain working. or at least try to. the first ever AJSCC was a great experience. I'm glad I ended up joining. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make up for the nice photos that vanished, Schmeps, Earl and I, with Michael, re-took the photos. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakahiya!&lt;/span&gt; we walked around the campus to SEC and SOM, then took a trike to Moro so Earl could see the gym. we took another trike back to Xavier Hall, then Earl dropped me off at Treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks for the transpo, Michael and Earl!&lt;/span&gt; carpooling = reduced carbon footprints. and solution to the lack of transpo. wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end. hahaha! I skipped lotsa details, much as I hated to do it, because I'm sort of in a hurry. I have some packing and sleeping and reading to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;last day of revv tomorrow. I'M GONNA MISS YOU, REVV CLASSMATES! :)) reunion, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dali! &lt;/span&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end the week tomorrow with a bangbangbang! I'm ampedddd. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5483538046334859028?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5483538046334859028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5483538046334859028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5483538046334859028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5483538046334859028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/like-song-you-cant-forget-it.html' title='like a song, you can&apos;t forget it.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5069488282213581427</id><published>2009-05-11T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:02:05.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyper.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giddy.'/><title type='text'>keeping them here, it makes no sense at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CrushCrushCrush by Paramore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna play it like a game, well, c'mon, c'mon, let's play! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shizzz. &lt;/span&gt;:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;review class was fun today. I arrived freakishly early so I had time to read a few pages of WH. we had ACET-Math with Teacher Wacks. bleh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math sucks. or I suck at Math.&lt;/span&gt; same banana. :)) he gave us an hour to solve our assigned items, but we only finished till the 25th before we had to go on break. we didn't order food for once because we were all too lazy. that's usually Earl's thing, ordering food. hahaha! so Kei, Jones and I sat around till everyone came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the remaining 35 items, we worked in groups -- I was with my last-row-mates. thank God for Neil and the other Math brainiacs. though they made me leader [sorta], they did most of the solving; the rest just tried and laughed and wrote the brainiacs' answers on tiny sheets of paper for convenient reference. our teacher got pissed at our group because we were too noisy day. wahahaha. our group didn't have answers for some numbers, so I think we relied on luck and good eyesight -- we won! wahahaha. time really flew because I didn't notice it was already past 5 when someone mentioned it. we were all too busy laughing, thanks to Gian and company. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited with Jones at our usual spot for a while, then walked to Greenbelt then Landmark to buy something. couldn't find it, so I went around some more, even making to Glorietta and back to Landmark. I bought some food at Bread Talk in Landmark and waited for Papa at the driveway for a while before getting home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow morning: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hello, Ateneo! &lt;/span&gt;I hope it'll be fun. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;one octave up. not good. :)) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still good.&lt;/span&gt; whutts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KICK ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5069488282213581427?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5069488282213581427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5069488282213581427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5069488282213581427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5069488282213581427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/keeping-them-here-it-makes-no-sense-at.html' title='keeping them here, it makes no sense at all.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-2723148640895697433</id><published>2009-05-10T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:37:27.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>remember how it feels.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These Quiet Times by Shady Bard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Mommas' Day to everyone's moms!&lt;/span&gt; and to my own, of course. I love you, Mama! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Sexy Seventeenth, Bartender Yam! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a good day, even after midnight. I was reading BD and falling asleep intermittently until Ate Julie woke me up to eat my fries. guess I shouldn't have ordered in the first place. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH NO MY THIGHS!&lt;/span&gt; :(( hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left the house at 12 and ended up having lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tempura!&lt;/span&gt; funny how we always decide to eat there when it's only a few seconds away. but anyway! because it's Mothers' Day and they were too lazy to go out again for dinner, that doubled as the celebration. we ate like there's no tomorraaahhh! we ordered and ordered and ordered. I had lots and lots of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maguro sashimi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tekka maki &lt;/span&gt;and some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miso soup&lt;/span&gt;, and that filled me up very well, with my favorite brewed lemon iced tea. not to mention the funny shiz we talked about. heavenly lunch. =P~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM Makati/Glorietta afterwards. I bought a pocket dictionary so I can read Wuthering Heights again. the old dictionary here at home's too big to carry around. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arte eh. &lt;/span&gt;:)) bought some other stuff then went to mass at 3 PM. internal debate about going to confession already: I wanted to go since I haven't gone to confession in over a year, but I was scared, and wanted to do it planned. I have this strange aversion to going to confession, but I can't really explain why. anyway, I went in during the mass and got it over with. felt lighter afterwards, and took communion again. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand, I've finished with my review class homework. stupid essay. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. I've been feeling sentimental. missing some people. iz veird. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, some people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;aww, one more week of review. awwww. =)) WHATEVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-2723148640895697433?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2723148640895697433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=2723148640895697433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2723148640895697433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/2723148640895697433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-how-it-feels.html' title='remember how it feels.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-539425274890084163</id><published>2009-05-09T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:24:14.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insightful.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>if you wait for someone else's hand, you'll fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn To Stone by Ingrid Michaelson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Grey's Anatomy weddings always seem to happen with her music playing in the background. how so very perfect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 100th episode of Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt; was pretty great, too, imo. though I began crying halfway through the episode till the end, the earlier half did make me want to cry, too -- the drama with Owen and Christina, and the dying college kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you love someone, you know, love is love. It doesn't matter that you're not supposed to be together.&lt;/span&gt; -- some patient dude that had a girlfriend named Dana. :)) basta. it was horribly sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand, of course, Izzie and Alex's wedding. nearly everybody in the episode was in tears. several bits of the wedding kicked my tear ducts to go overdrive, but one that I remember well is George giving Izzie away. it's quite significant; they were best friends from the beginning, and though they weren't together as often as before, they still matter to each other. well, that's just what I think. touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/SgWRAAbbuxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fNvaY3-rWkE/s1600-h/giving-her-away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/SgWRAAbbuxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fNvaY3-rWkE/s320/giving-her-away.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333828762991311634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/SgWQoPdfucI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/b_ivp8rO9Dc/s1600-h/izzie-and-alex-kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/SgWQoPdfucI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/b_ivp8rO9Dc/s320/izzie-and-alex-kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333828354709633474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today's the day my life begins. All my life I've been just me. Just a smart mouth kid. Today I become a man. Today I become a husband. Today I become accountable to someone other than myself. Today I become accountable to you. To our future. To all the possibilities that a marriage has to offer. Together, no matter what happens, I'll be ready. For anything. For everything. To take on life, to take on love. To take on possibility and responsibility. Today Izzie Stevens, our life together begins. And I for one can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese everywhere, huh? but whatever. I cried. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;watching Grey's almost made me forget about my left arm. it still has some ghost-ish pain because of the flu shot from this morning; I hated having to wake up so early on a Saturday morning, btw, but whatever. eet huurts to mooove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my neck's still bothersome, though not as much as yesterday or this morning. I hope it goes away when I wake up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only crappy part of the day is not being able to get around to reviewing a little or doing the essay homework for review class. my brain's not on an essay-writing mode, so I guess I hafta do it tomorrow. one week left! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boo and aww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;the weather is driving me nuts; I wouldn't be surprised to find myself with a cold within the week. don't get me wrong -- I lovelovelove when it rains and it's all chilly even during the day, but knowing that it's prolly a manifestation of the worsening climate change creeps me out; rain and typhoons make it difficult to go places; and the heat drives me nuts when it does get hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FICKLE WEATHER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patayin ang mga fickle! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-539425274890084163?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/539425274890084163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=539425274890084163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/539425274890084163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/539425274890084163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-you-wait-for-someone-elses-hand.html' title='if you wait for someone else&apos;s hand, you&apos;ll fall.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5jWT7db_t-k/SgWRAAbbuxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/fNvaY3-rWkE/s72-c/giving-her-away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-5937148676119208643</id><published>2009-05-09T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:22:45.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Day Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>swim about me forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Planets Bend Between Us by Snow Patrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;review classes [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;revv&lt;/span&gt;, according to Earl] has been the highlight of my days since, well, it started two weeks ago. but this week was extra fun because of the new seating arrangement. it sucked, at first, because we had to be separated from our friends in our comfort zones, but it turned out pretty good because as a class, we're louder and funner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don Bosco guys&lt;/span&gt; are suuuuper duper funny funny funny. yesterday, they brought a couple of doll babies, and they were making all sorts of jokes and funny shit about them. our lecturer even had games for us to play while reviewing, and everybody got pretty competitive. we were divided into four groups: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elaine, Dionisia, Virna and Magic Horse.&lt;/span&gt; funny shiz. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Intelligence is waaay funner to discuss than other subjects, prolly because it doesn't involve computations, and well, fun facts are fun to discuss, whatever subject they may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a good day for several reasons. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wenk wenk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain scared me, though. I had to call A.A. Galang for a cab to review class. it cost me 150 pesos. I stayed up with the rain beating down the roof deck while worrying about going to review class again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, I woke up to the sun shining outside the family room windows. yayz. I retouched my nails, took a shower, got dressed and had our helper call a cab. no sweat! I arrived at the review center before 12:30. freakishly early. :)) awkwaaaard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaaaaay. today's lecturer was probably the nicest one we've had. she answered all our questions about courses, universities, tests, orgs, the whole college thing. and she was quite funny and quirky. and she gave me a consult because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my neck hurt really badly&lt;/span&gt; after our first break; that'll teach me to check myself in the mirror less often. I was afraid I've done something serious, since the neck's a pretty sensitive area. according to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Cybill&lt;/span&gt;, it must be some muscle thing, since nothing feels broken, and I haven't lost feeling anywhere. coolio; the consult part, not the painful neck thing. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had ACET-LP and RC discussion today. I had to read two loooong passages in RC because, well, that's how the rotation went. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napagod ako, in fairness.&lt;/span&gt; anyway, Earl had this brilliant idea to go see X-Men Origins with the CSA guys and Juni and Ariana [since they wanted to cut], but before 5, Earl and the other guys felt lazy and I felt like I was gonna be sick, so we cancelled. sorry about that, Schmeps. :)) we finished early with the lessons, so we had the last half hour to see the late people perform [though they never did] and have Ms. Cybill answer the questions we wrote down in pieces of paper. very helpful, actually. we even went overtime because of all the questions to answer. when we were dismissed, Kei, Jones, Earl and I stayed behind to hear more from her. again, very helpful. she's our FB friend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earl left right away, so he wasn't able to join Jones, Kei and I for dinner at G4. we walked walked walked and dropped by Mercury Drug for my neck pain needs, then to Food Choices to buy food. DUH. I had that big Okuya dinner again, but I wasn't able to finish it this time because my neck was in too much pain for me to have an appetite, and we talked the hour away with funny shit and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;panlalait&lt;/span&gt;. gahd. and they laughed and looked at me like I was a freak when I failed to swallow the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alaxan FR&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinulang ako ng drink eh.&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathroom break, then Quickly, then bye-bye Kei. Jones and I joined the taxi queue at G4, talking and singing and laughing until the loooooong line landed us cabs. home by 8, then PC all night. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks for the fun dinner-and-conversation combo, Kei and Jones! love you both. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week left in review class. boooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week before a fun weekend. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week left for.. ugh. whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep. flu shot in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, Ate Gela! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;let's pretend I did post this entry before midnight. too lazy to edit the words to fit the time. night, freaks. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-5937148676119208643?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5937148676119208643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=5937148676119208643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5937148676119208643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/5937148676119208643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/swim-about-me-forever.html' title='swim about me forever.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-4419100781259078544</id><published>2009-05-06T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:34:02.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Weather.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.I.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl Talk.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jinks.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite People.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>feel your breeze begin to choke my living soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What A Pity by Right Away, Great Captain!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loooong day today; as early as 8:30 PM, my lids were already threatening to close and call it a night. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up at 5:30 this morning, showered, got dressed and left the house with the 'rents before 7. because the enrollment doesn't start till 8 AM, Pa treated me to breakfast at Starbucks near Sanctuario before bringing me to school. at the PS department, I was one of the first ones to enroll, and I was done and out of the accounting office in under 30 minutes. moved to the HS CC to watch ACP training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was wunnerful to see my officer-friends again, especially Ate Gela. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've missed you sooo muuuch, Ate! ♥&lt;/span&gt; anyway, so I had to wait for Earl till lunch break so we could go to review class. I spent the hours sitting on the bleachers, reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt; [and underlining the many unfamiliar words], catching up with Guia [&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've missed you, berde!&lt;/span&gt;] and watching the people train. for an hour or so, though, they moved to the classrooms and Guia had DT training, so I was left alone in the CC to read and listen to music [thanks for the iPod, Guia!]. loner much. ahahaha! at 12, Guia kept me company while I waited for Earl to finish lunch with the Top, then she left and Earl and I left. we arrived at the review center before 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;defiant children, we all are in class because we opted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; follow the seat plan. and Miss Jet gave in; wait till Miss Virna comes back and finds us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; in the places she assigned. :)) Teacher JJ was back for the last time to discuss General Intelligence. funnest topic yet. the most interesting out of all the subjects. and the teacher was funny, as usual. we took it easy the whole afternoon. our RA posted the DLSUCET diagnostic test results during the break, and at first, Earl and I were afraid that we weren't on the list. turns out that was the whole class listed. :)) when I found my number and saw my scores and rank, I was pleased. number 2. that makes me pretty optimistic. :) oh, and Earl noted that Juni, Ariana, he and I are the only ones taking the top 4 spots in the diags. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala lang&lt;/span&gt;, cool. it makes me hopeful. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no jinx, please. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called McDo delivery during the break, and it was hell. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never again.&lt;/span&gt; :)) the rest of the afternoon was spent just answering, then Teacher JJ goes a bit in-depth, then shares facts, then we laugh at stuff and eat our food and talk and make noise. CSA people got into old Nick stuff, and that led ended with Earl and I raving about Rent and the songs. good times. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited with Kuya for Papa for almost an hour. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADAM ROCKS! KICKAAAAAASSSS! ♥&lt;/span&gt; now THAT'S how a rockstar's supposed to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison still annoys me. no denying she has great vocals, but that ain't enough. and the H is really bugging the hell outta me. GRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris just ain't a rocker, and I dunno if he can do better. he's pretty mediocre when placed next to the other three; oh well, maybe he'll have luck after Idol. :)) I wouldn't really mind if he's booted out next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had high hopes for Danny at least pulling through, but the end part of his performance was baaad. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;horror movie screaming.&lt;/span&gt; I hope he doesn't get eliminated; he's done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two cents on the Final Four. I hope America won't do something as stupid as getting Adam in the bottom two again. he deserves way better than that. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so involved, 'no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;I hope I won't have trouble getting a cab tomorrow. tams na mag-commute. grraarr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayoko na, hassle ka.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUCK, FEEL. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s I shoulda worn shorts more often in the past, when my thighs weren't so big. I need to figure this out. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-4419100781259078544?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4419100781259078544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=4419100781259078544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4419100781259078544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/4419100781259078544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/feel-your-breeze-begin-to-choke-my.html' title='feel your breeze begin to choke my living soul.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-8969683071378206420</id><published>2009-05-05T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:40:46.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tofu Moment.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foood.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ranting.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commuter.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><title type='text'>this girl tries her best everyday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Boy by James Morrison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a cute song. warms my heart, like most of the songs I have here, but whatever. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPCAT simulation test made my head hurt and my neck strained. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commuted to the review center -- save for the part where I hitched with Kei and his mom from Glorietta to Cedar building. didn't wanna walk anymore. we got there a few minutes before 1, and everyone was being asked to move to our new seats. turns out the superior in the center changed the seat plan that our RA made yesterday. my seat's not so bad; Earl and Jones and Kei are still within reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squish. squash. die die die! better that way. :)) ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we just took the test all afternoon. I got my ass kicked by Math and Science, though I feel better with Math than with Science. hahaha. my review last night only consisted of LP and RC recap, and looking up the unfamiliar words. oh, and the Ahead president dropped by, gave us some sorta helpful words, inspiration and push and all that. Reading Comprehension kicked me softly in the backside as well, but at that point, all I cared about was getting outta there and getting home, where there's food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa told me he'll be a while, though, so after Jones left, I decided to walk to G4 to buy me some sashimi. after browsing National Bookstore, I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okuya&lt;/span&gt; at Food Choices and I ended up buying a whole meal that includes sashimi. the food took ten years for them to finish preparing, though. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extra extra slow&lt;/span&gt; service. I ran to the driveway and went home with Pa. I had so much food with me -- three styro containers of it! healthy stuff, though. tonkatsu, veggies, tofu, sashimi. all good. I'm fine till tomorrow morning. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no studying tonight. I'm just gonna continue reading Eclipse and maybe move on to Breaking Dawn again. who knows. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO CARES!&lt;/span&gt; back to my happy place. gotta wake up early tomorrow for enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior Year, here I come. o_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-8969683071378206420?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8969683071378206420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=8969683071378206420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8969683071378206420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/8969683071378206420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-girl-tries-her-best-everyday.html' title='this girl tries her best everyday.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-488111247566667079</id><published>2009-05-04T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:00:37.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl Talk.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Torture.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review Classes.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HMs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ehw.'/><title type='text'>he walks upon the wire knowing well that he might fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Acrobat by Jonathan Rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;My love she is my saving grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;She holds me through the winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Knowing well that I will leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Still, she holds me closer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics? heartbreaking. sigh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAPPY SEXY SEVENTEENTH, MICHAELLA REYES DACUAN!&lt;/span&gt; I miss you sooo much. come home soon. I love yew! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. review class today was.. okay. eventful? maybe a little. I decided against commuting today since it was extra hot outside, so I took a cab instead. hahaha. we had Physics and Trig, and our lecturer is the ____ look-alike. haha! super fun, though, because aside from being funny and super quirky to the point that he made me laugh a lot, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; learn some new stuff and understood old lessons better. there was some ruckus with the seat plan, too, because our RA was swayed several times by the complaining students. she looked soooo damn pissed that I don't think anyone tried contesting her new seat plan after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered McDonald's, CSA people plus some girls. the cheeseburger deluxe meal was extra yummy today, I wonder why. Teacher JJ gave us some really helpful notes for Trig before dismissing us. I had to wait more than 30 minutes for Papa to arrive; was alone outside the review center, cleaning up my inbox. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don Bosco guys&lt;/span&gt; went out of the review center late already, and I was surprised when they said goodbye to me. they were so funny; I felt all nice and warm on the inside. at least we could say hi and bye to each other now? hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand, Schmeps and I have been texting all afternoon till some minutes ago. so many random stuff. hahaha! so many movies to watch out for, so many days to look forward to. can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad news: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPCAT simulation test is tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, so I'm compelled to do some studying, even for an hour or two.. though I don't care as much about UP as I do about Ateneo. but okay, for the sake of good practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how corny -- studying in summer. eww. later, freaks. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-488111247566667079?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/488111247566667079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=488111247566667079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/488111247566667079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/488111247566667079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-walks-upon-wire-knowing-well-that-he.html' title='he walks upon the wire knowing well that he might fall.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11589150.post-1311634755389708568</id><published>2009-05-03T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:06:32.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey&apos;s.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Series.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sibs.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer &apos;09.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy-crazy.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moosak.'/><title type='text'>oh darling, it's finally true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falling For You by Seabird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent most of my weekend hunting down songs from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;: from the episode in season 4 that I last took songs from, till the latest episode. a lot of the songs from the most recent episodes are veery difficult to track down, though. it's frustrating, but I'll get back to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having new songs that are just right for my taste in my iTunes is something to be excited about. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was family day! we had some relatives over to celebrate Tita Madz and Papa Jun's birthdays with some food and quality time. not everybody came over, though. after family photographs and lots of food [and a Max photo shoot care of me], Ate Julie invited us to catch X-Men Origins later that night. so it did become family time: Ate Julie and her Kuya JC, Ate Anne and Kuya Greg, Kuya Em, Kuya and me. Ate Julie and Kuya JC had to take a cab because we wouldn't fit in the car. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got tickets to the 6:50 screening at G4, had ice cream, then bought our food and drinks before going in for the movie. being seated between Kuya JC and Kuya Em gave me a chance to really focus on the movie -- I have a feeling that if I'd watched that beside other people, I would've talked more, therefore distracting me from understanding the movie. anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt; was waaaay cool. the words &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOT GUYS, COOL MUTANT POWERS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would probably be enough to summarize the movie for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan Reynolds&lt;/span&gt;' presence the most. his surprising transformationish was very pleasant; his character, at the beginning, was very funny. and way cool. when he became.. okay, I won't spill it for the benefit of those who haven't seen the movie. :)) basta. gahd. the moviegoing experience was fun, too, though I didn't talk much -- for a change. hahaha. Ate Julie and I had our moments, sharing the same opinion regarding hot guys. fun. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Em went ahead and skipped dinner. the rest of us ate at Food Choices: I had Japanese again! gaaahd. sashimiiiiii. we were home by 10:30 PM, watched Princess Diaries on Disney, then went to bed at 2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm in Eclipse now. again.&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand today. we went to mass at 10:30, had lunch then caught the Über short boxing match on the Internet via the link some friend of Kuya JC's sent him. GAHD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whattajoke. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO ROUNDS?&lt;/span&gt; and I thought, with all the arrogance and talk about Manny Pacquiao being a lousy fighter [I'm rephrasing, of course] that there really was something to fear and be threatened by. &lt;u&gt;WHAT A JOKE.&lt;/u&gt; woo, Manny! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, zat's eet. gotta watch Grey's with my sisters now. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11589150-1311634755389708568?l=peppermintbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1311634755389708568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11589150&amp;postID=1311634755389708568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1311634755389708568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11589150/posts/default/1311634755389708568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peppermintbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-darling-its-finally-true.html' title='oh darling, it&apos;s finally true.'/><author><name>Meh.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06017236690772308220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
