easy kills.
red letter days.
I woke up at 7:40 not feeling cranky at all. It was kind of a miracle, really, because I’d slept at 1:30 the night before, and I kept randomly waking up because of the damn mosquitoes.
I asked my driver to pass through the Mcdonald’s drive-thru in BF so I could pick up breakfast. Why is it that they always give me the Sausage Mcmuffin WITH egg? So I always have to check everytime, and wait the extra 30 seconds while they replace it. Okay, that was a strange rant. I picked up Pao and Nicole at Starbucks, and it was a quick trip to the campus we all know and love. I stayed with Nikki P at the CAL Library while she had something photocopied. A lot of kwento was exchanged. Had Art Stud class. It was so dragging. 
But my prof’s so likeable, so it’s not a problem… I guess. Math came after. Inequalities. Anna said that after this lesson, it’ll go downhill, but I’m being optimistic because I’ve got a streak going, so as long as I don’t space out or doodle or text, I’m all good with Math17. French class didn’t happen, as usual. Krizia and I making our usual complaints about how the only thing we’ve learned is the Alphabet. A lot of ranting happened, because there’s been a lot of work to do. Especially on my part. JMA’s kind of stressing me out, but it’s so fun, so I’m good with it. Let the good times roll.
After that, I was going to BA to the JMA Tambayan to sign up for my interview slot, but I decided to go on a caffeine run first. I texted my riders to ask if they were hitching, and Migs replied right away, so I asked him to come with me to Starbucks. I called Benj, and he and Noel came with us. We went to Technohub. I had a late lunch at TOSH, and we had coffee at Starbucks. I finally got my Starbucks planner. Yay. On the way home, it was just me and Migs. So there was a lot of talking. I barely even noticed that we were in Sucat already.
When I got home, I watched HIMYM and started and finished my Art Stud 2 paper. Cramming. Ew. But there. I should really finish the Darren Shan saga. But I’m tired and sleepy and I’m craving Froyo. Oh hey, maybe carpool can swing by some froyo place tomorrow. Suggestion lang!
Okay, this was a boring blog. Fail.
I should be sleeping, because that’s what normal people do at 12:40 am. I’m not quite sure what to blog about, because not much has happened over the past few days. I’m being all serious and somber, because I’ve been a little isolated, which is normal for me during school breaks. It’s the new year. Cue Death Cab for Cutie’s New Year. Cue Thursday’s Jet Black New Year. Cue T.S. Eliot. Cue me being happy. And I am, of course. I guess I’m just a little bogged down and overwhelmed by a few things. The JMA App Project, family stuff, school stuff. But I am thankful that 2010 is finally here. I just have no idea what to do with it. And what to do with this insomnia. I feel like it’s a mortal sin for me to go to sleep these days. I just can’t seem to. I keep thinking, do I complicate things? Am I overestimating, overreacting? I’m not sure. I think I’m just trying to avoid making the same mistakes I did before, at the expense of other people. And I’d say sorry to the people I’m hurting now. I’m not good with relationships. I’m far from perfect. I have my reasons for acting like this. I’m sorry? I’m not? It’s just the way it is. It’s time for me to leave hermit mode and go back to status quo, where I have to sit and listen in class, where I have to take notes and answer questions, where I actually have to walk places. What am I gonna do with an hour and 30 minutes free time tomorrow? I have no idea.
Backtracking a little bit, when I think of the big events of 2009, I think of people. The people who were involved. I’ve stopped trying to remember how I felt during those events, because 2009 was a year of mixed emotions. Things never seemed to be just black or white. They were grey areas. A lot of them. All of them. I felt like it was unfair to me. Because I’ve always been so sure of my feelings, one way or another. But 2009 was confusing. Marcel Proust said something. If I could remember it, I’m sure it would’ve summed up 2009. I just can’t. Let me watch Little Miss Sunshine and get back to you.
Anyway, now that it’s the New Year, I’m glad. But it wasn’t some big transition. I didn’t make any big resolutions. I just want to make it better. And it is better, I think.
Today, I had to go to a meeting for the App Marketing Committee of JMA, for which I was made Secretary, so I had to take minutes. I think my handy-dandy CSA-trained note-taking skills were really helpful, because some sentences, I took them down verbatim. Today was also NPH rave day for me. Why does NPH have to be gay? I don’t understand. Actually, the question would be, Why does Barney Stinson have to be fictional? Actually, no, I have no idea what I’m talking about. All I know is that I was sold when I watched the video of NPH and Jason Segel sing Confrontation and when I watched HIMYM S04E01 and S04E20 and the first few episodes of S05. I think those are the right episodes. I really stand by this: A boy is always most attractive when he’s in love. 
Okay, I have no idea what I’m talking about anymore. It’s time for me to throw in the towel. No more marathoning. And it’s partly because I haven’t finished re-torrenting season 3 of HIMYM. If I had, I wouldn’t even be blogging right now. I keep forgetting to inbox Thea on facebook. I’m really gonna have to soon. But it’s not like anything significant’s happened to me lately. Or is there?
Sometimes big things happen and we miss them. Life really isn’t that simple. I’m sorry, but that’s the truth.
How come I only discovered Peppermint Mocha today? That’s a cruel, cruel thing, universe. Anyway, one more sticker to go and I’ve got myself a Starbucks planner. I liked last year’s format better.
The world really is small. College is gonna prove that to you. Mark my words.
I am so tired, but I’m not sleepy. Which sounds stupid, but is extremely possible. I wish it weren’t. I’m gonna force myself to sleep.
Yesterday, Orielle woke me up at 12, so all in all, I got 6 hours of sleep. Yep, I was awake for the sunrise, which made me feel kind of stupid because I knew how much I needed sleep. I arrived from HK at around 12pm, and we got slurpees at the 7-11 at BF. Tita Angie was with us when Dad picked us up, and I was so stressed already from having to be the Big Sister and shepherding my sisters alone for 2 days from check-in to immigration to the 2 hour flight to landing in the worst airport in the world and taking it from there, so I guess I was glad to open some Christmas gifts when I got home. Nothing like Topshop and Smashbox and a nice leather-bound journal to cheer me up. After chatting with Justin for a bit, I told him I’d go to sleep at around 2am. I didn’t end up sleeping till 6am. I have no idea why. Poor me.
Anyway, Auntie, Dad, Liz and I went to Town to pick up some stuff. I ended up buying my 360GB external hard drive, JW Apothecary Lemon body lotion, Steve Berry’s The Amber Room (Because Lance recommended him!), and the first installment of the Cirque Du Freak series. After a while, the shopping mood went away, because I’d spent way too much already. Haha! We had dinner at Italianni’s, then I bought those yummy lemon squares from Cafe Mary Grace, and we went home. Justin had been bugging me to go to South Chill. I was really planning to go, but since I’d slept at 6am, I was feeling kind of tired and strained. But I went anyway.
So I met up with them at Dencio’s in Britanny Bay, and waited for AnaJ to get home before driving to her house in Posadas Village. It was a chill house, I loved it! So after finishing up a bottle of “North” Tequila through stupid cheers like “To BC!”, “To Taylor Swift!” and “To OK LANG!”, we decided to play Rockband. Since Miklos had amats already, we gave in to his Beatles Obsession. It was so funny watching him sing, but damn, that boy can sing. 
So there, we had a long Beatles Rockband session and another long Rockband 2 session. After that, we went back to drinking. Vodka shots. Everyone was pretty hit, already, I guess, because every now and then, people would be like, “You deserve a chip on the head!”, and throw a chip on someone else’s head. Every time someone would say something dumb, people would go, “SHOT! SHOT” and I kept spilling stuff, so they were like “LASING!!!” Eep. JJ wanted to teach me soup language! All in all, it was pretty fun getting to know. Trixia and Juffy came around at 12am. Fun! So there! Miklos drove me, Bea and Justin home. That’s why it’s called South Chiiiiill! Miklos, Vince, Trixia, Juffy, AnaJ, JJ, Matias, Bea, Justin, and Julia. 
Okay! AYUN O! I managed a whole blog without sounding sabaw, using unknown south terms or inside jokes, or sounding like a complete doof. In short, COHERENT. Cheers to me, and having no hangover. Although I did wake up just 30 minutes ago and it’s 2:30. I really wanna go back to school already. I wanna learn! HAHA, kidding. I miss my carpoolmates.
amats!
you look good in red.
HAHAHA. Okay, maybe that wasn’t it. Why do I feel so dumb. ) After a long conversation with Justin, I’ve figured out that relationships are messy, and we can live without them, although sometimes we miss being in them. Oh, I mean romantic ones, by the way. OH and it’s not like “ikaw lang” …ish. I’m soo hyper and it’s 5am. NOT GOOD.
A Fine Frenzy’s One Cell in the Sea has kept me company throughout my trip. Piano riffs are still ringing in my ears.
I really had fun getting lost in Hong Kong with Migs on the 28th, and Cuelly and Fefy on the 29th. FUNFUNFUN. I SWEAR, CABS ARE CRAZY IN THE NIGHTTIME.
I’ve eaten too many Whoppers. The chocolate, not the burger.
SOUTH CHILL TOMORROW. HELL YESSSSSS.
