i am currently engaged in the analyzation of the spatial variations in physical,
biological,and human phenomena that occur on the surface of the globe and
treats their interrelationship and their significant regional patterns..
i also engage myself in reading a wide range of book classification,
i unwind sometimes with my friends in the friendly neighborhood joint with
yoca and sml to see us through... and on the side i am a certified dreamer
and poser!!! i can would love to be a part time party organizer...
i just love the details...
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Saturday, November 26, 2005
we've just finished watching the "Exorcism of Emily Rose" which i can say is one f-ing good movie. it's not your typical horror flick, the mystery or shall i say the fear factor of the movie was that it was a true-to-life story, like it happened in real life!!! i won't delve into the details of it since i do not want to spoil it for the others who have yet to see it.. i was screaming at every "potentially scary scene" so gaay i swear.. but all in all i think the movie was a perfect combination of fact and mystery (for a lack of a better term) it captivated the gore of the exorcism without the risk of upsetting the stomach of viewers (unlike former films of the same genre, i.e. the exorcist, all the green puke scene there made me want to throw up as well). at the same time playing with the viewer's mind as to whether there really exist demons and all the supernatural beings. even if one claims to be a devout christian or catholic or agnostic, non-practicing, muslims, buddhists, hindu, or atheists, this movie will make you ponder really.. well i'll leave you guys with that and i wanna watch it agen and agen!! :)
P.S. don't you think Jennifer Carpenter who played Emily Rose looks like Ciara Sotto.. la lang.. and i think she so suits the role!! and i also loved Laura Linney who played Erin Bruner, the lawyer of Father Moore, whatta smart-ass lawyer and i loved her hair reminded cheeky and i of Jennifer Aniston, and in one scene she looked like a younger version of Meryl Streep..
P.P.S Chicken Little and Ang Pagdadalaga ni Maximo Oliveros is coming out sa Nov. 30, tara nood tayo!!!
nuthin else matters... @ 1:02 AM
Friday, November 25, 2005
THE NIGHT THAT WAS...
grabeh last night was unexplainable sobra! grabeh sa road trip. it was one of the most dangerous adventure upto date... hehehehe the night started after my Geog 190 class which is map and air photo interpretation. a very very interesting course and a good professor. she was discussing about career options after graduation, and there was one that caught most of the attention "GEOSPATIAL INTELLIGENCE OFFICER" of the US Army, its job description is to analyze new Satellite maps mainly for military purposes i bet. a G.I.O makes a whopping US$ 13,000 a MONTH (PHP 702, 000.00) and 8.425Million Pesos a year (and that is after tax already)!!!! and wait, there's more! if you get sent to field which is anywhere around the globe, irregardless of political disputes, terroristic activities or what nots, you get paid a risk allowance which is usually just double or triple your monthly salary... aaaah i swear i think you can see my eyes flashing cash registers and dollars sign.... (now let's just dream to believe to survive.. ngee naging starstruck!! wahahaha) anyways going on with my story, after waiting for Mishy for about an hour sa AS steps we finally hit the road to Katipunan,
9:45 pm dinner at Chiggy's.. mishy and i had the brightest idea to go to the fort for a cup of starbucks.. texted ruby and crissy to hurry it up and come with us.. hesitating....
11:30pm finally the two gurls showed up and we hit the road
(the rest of the transcript is shamelessly copy pasted from cheeky's blog with permission ofcourse)
1130pm Crissy and I met up with Debbie and Mishy sa Chiggys. Crissy: So whats the proposition? Debbie: Lets go to Starbucks. But sa Libis? or the Fort?
Crissy and Me: HUH? What? Ayan lang ang starbucks. (Pointing to the Katipunan branch about 10 feet away from where we sat. ) Mishy: Cge na! May car naman ako eh! (Pointing to her big dilapidated vanette) Me: (with a sudden adrenaline rush) UY!!!!! ASTIG MARUNONG KA NA NGA PALA MAG DRIVE! TARA!!!!!!! GAME! BASTA STARBUCKS LANG! BILIS LANG! =D =D =D None of us really knew what we were getting ourselves into. It being a school night. Really late. And all of us inexperienced in driving and directions.
So the four of us get into Mishy's car and set off for the Fort! Its kinda cool actually coz on the way there, while Debbie was directing our way since it's Mishy's first time to drive to the Fort, Crissy and I noticed that there were certain places along C5 that so reminded us of Bahrain. We started comparing it to the Um-al-Hassam-ish residential street, the diplomatic-ish area, the cornish-ish area and even the Muharraq-ish area. Suddenly we were switched to reminscing mode and started laughing out about past events and stories. Mishy and Debbie were busy with the wheel and the navigation.
When we got to the Fort none of us knew where to find Starbucks so we asked a couple of guards, did a few U-turns, V-turns etc. Haha. When we finally found Starbucks it wasn't how we imagined it! It's exteriors and interiors were crowded. All: So saan na tayo? Wag dito panget eh! Ibang starbucks. Pero saan? Me: Rockwell? Mishy: Pangit din yung branch dun. Maliit! Sobra! Debbie: Tomas Morato nalang tayo! All: Cge cge! Game!
But we weren't exactly familiar with getting there. I mean...4 sheltered brats + all girls + Poor navigation skills + a new driver + a manual transmission + a big clear windowed vanette + passed 12midnight = a recipe for disaster!
There was a lot of erroneous twists and turns before getting to Tomas. Mistaking lefts for rights! Screams! Shrieks! On Edsa Cubao we entered into an MMDA BUSES ONLY barrier! There were buses everywhere. In front, on the right at our back! Shet! Lahat kami natataranta na! All: AHHHHHH! HUHULIHIN TAYO NG MMDA NITO! SHEEET! Mishy: Debbie Ano ba to? Debbie: Diretso ka lang kaya yan! Me: wehehehehehehhehehe. Paano kung hulihin tayo? Crissy: Ok lang! Bakit? Sabihin natin MUKHA NAMAN TAYONG BUS AHH!!! Me: wehehhe! Feeling BUS! (in fairness.... malaking van naman ahh! hahaha)
After coming out of that one...the next problem was HOW TO GET TO E.RODRIGUEZ? We took some short cut and turned right somewhere. Straight Straight Straight! It was a very very very quiet, dark, scary stretch....until....DEAD END! Wrong way na tayo ah! The cars were coming straight at us! We were counter flowing! A BIG VANETTE blocking the way! Since manual yung van + mej may incline yung road + di pa sanay si Mishy + narrow ng street, we couldnt get out! A couple of jerks at the wheel and we found ourselves horizontally in the middle of the road blocking both sides! More cars were coming towards us! ALL: AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Mishy: Shet! Ayaw nya! Namamatayan ako! Di ko maatras! Debbie: Kabig Kabig! Dito Dito! Me: ATRAS! ATRAS! Crissy: AH AH AH AH AH AH (with both hands up partly shaking, laughing, crying) Mishy: AYOKO NA! (binitawan ba naman ang wheel) Debbie: Sorry Po Sorry Po Sorry Po (making hand movements signalling "wait lang po! Sorry!" to the cars in front of us) ALL: AHHH PAANO NA TOH! ** SILENCE **
Then everyone regained composure. Mishy did a couple of twists and turns and.....WHEW!!! We were out and found ourselves heading back the way we came!
We found a Petron Station and stopped for directions!
Debbie: Manong paano po ang papuntang E.Rodriguez? Manong Guard: Saan po gusto nyong puntahan? Debbie: Tomas Morato po kasi kami eh.... Manong Guard: Sundan nyo lang po itong daan na toh...(pointing back to where we came from) Debbie: Ito po (following his hand movement) Manong Guard: Oo...tapos pasok kayong Balete... Mishy and Debbie: (HORRIFIED to the Nth degree as though a ghost had just appeared) AAAAAAAAAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHah Mishy: Ayoko Ayoko Ayoko (clutching the wheel with all her might) Debbie: WAG PO WAG PO! HINDI KAMI DADAAN NG BALETE! (her voice taking the highest pitch ever it could literally break the car windows) Crissy and Me: Huh? Balete? BALETE? BALETE!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH Manong Guard: Opo dyan lang o. Pasok lang kayo ng Bale..... Debbie: HINDI PO KAME MAG BA-BALETE EH!!!! (still in the highest pitch ever. she gets like that whenever she's trying to prove a point or argue) Crissy: Ano ba ang Balete drive? What wrong? (wearing a confused puppydog look!)
Me: Hindi mo ba alam ang Balete drive? Maraming mumu dun! Crissy: Talaga?! Like what? Like what? Kwento Kwento! (in a very intrigued-hu-cares-if-were-lost manner) Me: Basta! Alam ko nung bata ako maraming nagsabi na may white lady dun and stuff! (feeling like such a know-it-all) Debbie: Wala na bang ibang way? Manong Guard: Balete drive lang po and dadaanin nyo papuntang....
Mishy: AYAW! AYOKO NA MAGDRIVE! DEBBIE IKAW NA MAGDRIVE! Debbie: Wala akong licensya! Mishy: Manong natatakot ako! Pwedeng sumama ka nalang sa amin! Me: hahahahahahahah (hysterical laughter) Debbie: Cge cge po manong! Guys tara na! Bahala na! Salamat Manong! Edsa na tayo guys! So we take another turn somewhere and end up in another masikip place inside the bagillion inner streets in Cubao. Dead end nanaman.
Mishy makes a 3 point turn to head back! Me: Saan na ba tayo? Mishy: Guys. (in a very scared but composed manner) All: Ano? Mishy: I think nasa BALETE DRIVE TAYO! Crissy: So ito na ba yun? (feeling disappointed) Debbie: HINDI! HINDI TO BALETE DRIVE! (in major denial) Me: Huh? No way! AAAAHHHHHH!!! (STONE COLD! sumisikip ang dibdib and freakishly scared out of my wits and wishing this was all just a dream)
We managed to get out of whatever street that was. According to Mishy it was "Balete Drive" but we were all in denial. I dont know why! hahahaha
Anyways, we tried another turn sumwer.... and this time we really really really got it right! Yehey! E.Rodriguez! Tomas Morato na ito at 1am!
When we arrived in Starbucks we had another problem. Manong Taxis were blocking the parking way. Vanette: BEEP BEEP BEEP! All: Tang Ina! Umalis ka nga dyan Taxi paano kami papasok! After 10 years of waiting for the Taxi to move out of the way Mishy found it hard to "make Cambio Cambio" so for about 5mins we were moving back and forth on the pavement, blocking a car that was about to leave from leaving! Two parking attendance were already trying to help help help just so we could get the car into the parking slot. WHEW!!!!!
Then Starbucks! 130am na! So we had the coffee and laughed at all our mishaps for the night! Me: Guys this is just so WEIRD! Crissy: I know! Nawalawala na tayo! Mishy: Oo nga! nakakapagod na mag drive! Debbie may alam ka bang daan pabalik kung saan di tayo hoholdapin o mararape? Actually ok lang macarnap...wag lang marape! All: WAAAH!
Oh and we also saw Carlos Morales (the sexy male star) whom we kinda sorta found Hot! La lang! Basta! Hot namana sha in person! Weh! hehe!
We left at about 2am. Everything else went well since the streets were calm and empty na.
However, when we turned into Chico street then Xavierville Ave Mishy got so pranning and was like "girls sinusundan na ata tayo." All: hindi yan! (looking back at the cars behind us) Mishy: Meron tignan nyo....sinusundad tayo! Girls Natatakot ako!!!!!!! When we turned at E.Abada... she was still hysterical that carnap na ito! Until the first car over took us! Ok! Then the second car did the same! Hahahah. So er.... Safe na ba? Oo. Safe na! Hahahaha!
We dropped Mishy off at her place coz the plan was that we bring her car home at park it at our house for the night. Then Debbie will return it in the morning before school. Now that we had the car we were like...uuy.... lets drive around the village. Crissy: Puntahan naten yung house ni Ala. La lang tignan lang naten! Showbiz! We didnt find it... but then decided to do one round of the village and head towards our street. When we got to our street i was like "I want to drive! My turn! My turn!" Finally, after 2 years of having actually driven a car I had my chance kahit saglit!
I stayed at First Gear.... everything was just so simple! I wanted a challenge... so I told them... "Tara maguuturn ako dito. Or 3 point turn.
BUT..... As if our problems weren't enough...the moment I even attempted to reverse..... NAMATAYAN AKO! And......ok lang sana pero....we couldnt start it up at all! As in! 5 tries, 10 tries, 20 tries, 30 tries! KEBS!
All: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
3am. 3 girls in the middle of the street. 30 tries no effect! WHAT DO WE DO???
Panic Mode na talaga! Di pa naman namin kotse! While Debbie was still working on starting the van Crissy and I went to our dearest Manong Guard sa Village and dragged him to help us. Sa kamalasan...WALA SYANG ALAM SA KOTSE! So er.... we decided..... lets just push the van out of the road and manual park it somewhere near our house.
330am. 3 girls plus manong guard in the middle of the street nagtutulak ng sasakyan!
Shet....hindi pa alam ni Mishy!
It's 430am right now and the cocks are already crowing. I can't sleep coz im waiting for dawn to break and we're gonna go to Shell Katips and get them to help us Jump Start the van. What an adventure! This is just sooooooooooooooo weird! Its a school night pa! This is so irresponsible!
But it was FUN!
It just got us thinking! BAKIT LAHAT NG KAMALASAN AT ACTION NANGYAYARI SA ATIN! TAMA BA NAMAN YUN!
However, I don't think this entry gave the night much justice. It ws better off witnessed/experience!
hahahahahaahahha.
Ok goodluck later. And sana i make it to class on time.
BTW....ICY HAS HER OWN VERSION!!!
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it's now past noon, mishy knows what happened, we found a kuya that will help us jumpstart the car :) thank you thank you!! cheeky and i ended up not going to both of our morning classes.. haaay but all in all it was a fun and nerve popping experience :)
nuthin else matters... @ 12:18 AM
Thursday, November 24, 2005
LIFE CRISIS
i can't understand my life, my feelings right now. it's as if im in such a rut. i want to get out, do something, something grand, something to lift my spirits, something to make me happy and feel alive. i feel as if everything i do now is just a chore. waking up in the morning or in the afternoon for that matter, going to class, heck even shopping feels like a chore. i dont know what's wrong with me i even feel the urge to call my parents everyday. (and that's weird, believe me!) maybe it's an effect of the snobbery of my life's greatest crush the other day.. but whatever it is it aint good..
i've been singling myself from everyone... i am lost, i am terrified, i am so hard to please. when i went clubbing i did not enjoy it as much as i did 3 years ago, all i did was find a relatively quieter place, sit down drink and smoke my lungs out. i dont crave to go wild in the dance floor anymore or shake my ass to the beat. all that i found cool back then, aint that cool anymore. i can't pinpoint what i want to do, alcohol, going out, having coffee, shopping don't do me any good.. thank heavens i have something to look forward to.. going back home for the holidays. i can't believe i miss that island sooo much. attending parties, shopping at MNG, Marks and Spencer, BHS, Geant, Gold souk. dining in authentic arabic resto, the tapsilog sa Kowloon, the turkey dinners, my dad's juicy steaks, and ofcourse my mom's delectable cooking... and oh yeah i'll be spending my 20th there too!
december 16th ooh i can't wait...
i'll leave you with some pics of good old bahrain.. THE GARDEN OF EDEN!!
(t-b)entrance: to the manama souq, Bab-Al-BAhrain ; a view from manama avenue
(t-b) shopper's paradise:M&S, MNG, DEBENHAMS, ZARA, BHS.... Al-Fateh Grand Mosque
(t-b) APPLEBEES: THE BEST NACHOS AND DESSERT IN TOWN! dana mall
MY FAVORITE PIC!! EXHIBITION AVENUE
nuthin else matters... @ 12:25 PM
Thursday, November 10, 2005
CARELESS WHISPER
Most people who know me would say I act and think mature, an online test that I took actually said that while being 19, I actually act like a 29year old. For some reason, friends almost always brand me as their “ate”, “confidante”, “mommy”, “shoulder to cry on”, “adviser”, dada-dada-dada… and the list goes on. I’m not complaining though sometimes there is this weight of being a so-called “role model”. For the record I am not perfect, not even a tiny weensy itty bit of me is.
Before I may seem to be the “perfect daughter”, one that every mother would love to have, most of the tito’s and tita’s back there would praise me nonstop, some of them would often use me as their example model to compare their kids, friend’s parents would often only allow them to go out for our occasional gimmicks provided that I was coming as well and would often tell me, “oh hija, ikaw na bahala dyan ah”. Like I could stop them from doing whatever they wanted to anyway..
But you see, I’m not that person anymore, nor have I ever really been that person. All that was my other persona, a personality that I’d project to please my parents… I’ve always been that rebellious girl at heart, looking out for opportunities to do the wrong things. One which I remember clearly when I was in back there was when I walked from our house all the way to the church; I got into a lot of trouble and even experienced my worst corporal punishment ever which happens to be the cliché kneeling on mongo beans while holding two volumes of encyclopedia on my outstretched hands for what seemed like hours. Fun noh??
I will be 20 in a month’s time and life has just started to become scary. The inevitable question “what will happen to me after I graduate?” rocks me night after night. I sometimes think that am I having too much fun now? Because I know through experience that whenever im having too much fun, grief comes next. I love my life now, as in loving it. I have the best set of friends anyone can have twisted at times but perfect for me. I make a lot of bad and careless decisions sometimes, no scrap that, make it all the time. but I manage to survive through it, wriggle my way through it. luckily with the right people up there, hehehe talk about good connections. Another reason why i will enjoy another semester, I love you sir!!!
Last week I was stressing about a missed deadline, couldn’t sleep, and couldn’t think out right. All I wanted to happen was for it to come. So it would be just like my irregular routine. but it never came.. during the weekend I summoned up all my courage to take the most difficult test I will ever take especially at my at my age. Not that it was really hard to do but the waiting for the result, the agony, the what if’s and the nervousness that follows, that’s what get you.
I passed it and soon enough a couple of days later I had IT.
This is a new sem, a new revelation, a chance of getting back on track, for chasing my dreams and straightening out my act.
