Two or more weeks ago, upon enrolling for my next degree[which you will have to squeeze the life out of me to know, bwehe], I was required to fill up a form to be used during the orientation. It asked the usual things, my nickname, my allergies, my preferred food, but then a question to which I was unprepared to answer right at that moment appeared: Write a unique fact about you.

I think I took the longest time answering that question, and mind you, my answer wasn't even that impressing. After several dreaded minutes of humiliation [because I'm so slow to not give an answer in a flash] and pressure [because my famiy is literally waiting for me to get out there and go somewhere else], I finally settled with, I tend to take my intuition seriously.

It bothered me that much that when Mom and I went to Bicol I listed my answers to that question, sans the pressure and humiliaton.

Be prepared, it could get sappy.

1. I have yet to convince myself that I am not the most important person in the world.

Hmm, it seems that my dance professor failed on that one.

2. I almost always prefer to be asked in Taglish by an atm machine.

Is that a sign of a true archer?

3. I am crankier when I'm hungry than when I'm puyat.

I've also become gluttonous, I regret to admit.

4. I forgive myself more than I really should.

Don't make me cry.

5. I value the element of surprise a lot.

Papa Joseph knows that. *wink*

6. I have a supressed spirit.

I do, I am the reyna of supression. Geez, the drama. This is the stuff worthy to be discussed only when one's already half drunk.

7. I am a kuripot who spends on the wrong things.

Wrong things pretty much refers to cds, magazines, nail polishes, etc. These things just get collected and rarely used, which makes them wrong things.

8. I am a self-confessed bading.

Even my boyfriend has confirmed, and accepted that.





**please make tomorrow an ok day. and please make him feel better.**

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Last Wednesday, my Mom, Kuya Nash and I embarked on a journey towards my mother's province,Bicol. This is a trip she has been convincing the family to have pretty much every single summer, with reasons such as, "dapat pumunta tayo doon habang andyan pa Lola mo" and... hmmm. That pretty much is her reason all the time.

This year, though, was different. She managed to convince not just me but also my sister Ivy. Too bad nga lang because the days when we planned to go there coincided with the first day of her orientation to her new school. So, I was the only one left for her to convince.

Which turned out to be easy on her. One because my Lola actually asked her if she's going to visit, and two, because my cousin who used to live with my Lola but not anymore because he's already boarding somewhere in Naga City called my Mom and asked me the same thing. And three because the efficient maid of ours went there to visit her fam and we're not taking chances this time, baka she won't come back to us and then hell starts again here in the house.

So there. The trip going there was pretty much a breeze for me, because all I did was sleep in the back that was entirely my own. And it's precious, my cousin and my Lola's reaction upon seeing us in the flesh. Suprised is an understatement.

When we got there it was as hot as the steam bath in the gym, but after raining the weather fortunately cooled a bit.

Lola has cats codepending with her, I even planned on bringing one of the kittens home because it was so cute and so little and so frail. But because of those very same reasons I decided not to na lang. Chichi looks like a giant compared to the little kutings.

Anyway, while we were watching a few minutes upon arriving, a little girl came. Ayan o.

She is four and shy and super puti and thin with almost blond hair. Then I thought, dang I met my mini me!

Hehe.

She couldn't speak tagalog, to which Ivy gave a huge "Duh!", she's my second cousin living next to my Lola's and she went there to just watch tv and sleep.

So there. Basically what we did there was watch tv, buy pasalubong, watch the Santacruzan [the Emperatriz was so pretty - she reminded me of Ryza Cenon] take a glimpse of the diskuhan [nope, no going there for me, lest sweet sweet dancing], sleep and go back home.

The trip back home was fairly the same, except that the maid is with us na, and she gets sick btw, and I got impatient like a child.

Saya di ba. Minamani na lang Bicol. =p

 

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Yep, that is pretty much how i look like as of this moment. It's only past 930 in the eve, and yet I am unusually sleepy already! I know my boyfriend,Josephwon't like hearing that. But hey.

The thing is, this pc of ours is already giving us signs that it either: a.)has finally decided to be forever bano and slow ; or b.)hates us because we didn't install a proper anti-virus software in it. So naturally what I did was to try to save everything that I can before it finally crashes [or, before the guy who's supposed to take a look at it tomorrow (but won't because we have to go somewhere else) would decide on upgrading it, whatever comes first].

And that's what I did last night. Thank goodness sa photobucket, although it wasn't that cooperative the first hour.

So there. I tried to be super saviour-like that I finally slept at three am,and that's because I've no more prepaid. But there. Now I'm sleepy, but I still am ganado enough to write some more.

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wakekeke.Ü

May 10, around 840pm: the moment to remember.

One of those rare days when you feel like saying, "jeez, everything turned out the way I wanted it".

And believe me, everything DID.

"Hello? You're scheduled to enroll on...."

I know, I tend to react slowly to situations, but this time it was different: I was not slow in reacting. I was speechless. And unbelieving. Heck all that I asked was, "how much is the tuition?"

"That's it? That's all I needed to do to be here?"

If only I have been told about it early on, I would've been more confident, more me.

But hey, you learn things.

And I'm about to learn a hell of a lot more, in just a few weeks' time.

 

 

****

No need to worry. It's already in my name; I'll forever be a true archer, no matter where I go. Ü

 

 

 

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remember the last time i wrote in, and absolutely declared picking tom welling over full house?

well, let's just say that it's not entirely true.

yes, i would love to watch smallville because it's first of all great, i love everything about it but the thing is i was not diligent enough to watch every episode, so right now i'm still lost with that.

compared to full house, which was shown five nights a week, but it became a favorite of not just myself, but also my mom's and yes, my dad's also.

commercial lang! my dad is such a surprise to me, especially when it comes to watching programs on channel seven. i remember him inviting us girls to watch let the love begin. his reason? it's because he thinks the lead actors, richard gutierrez and angel locsin look really filipino ["pilipinong-pilipino", his exact words]. and that's not just that. imagine, my parents watching extra challenge. following mulawin. and crying over stairway to heaven. and what i said the last time, nagging over full house. we now try to make all about eve our next favorite.

anyway, back to full house. turns out, i loved the remaining epis of it. grabe, it was only last week when justin realized he loves jessie. then he his short-lived decision to just be a monk changes when he hears the tsismis that jessie is gravely ill. and imagine, even in the last two episodes, he was still proposing to her. kulit. it's like at your last breath, you finally said yes..

that's what i, just like pretty much everybody else, love about koreanovelas - they're so fast-paced. i love it when a scene is done in a simple, yet malaman way. although joseph said that originally, full house was a boring soap, but i'm thankful to channel seven because they made it light and sweet, just the way filipinos liked it.

and believe me, i'm one of those. i'm such a sucker for kilig moments [the real ones, not the teenybopper type: "e ano bang gusto mo? more than friends. e di more than friends."] that my feet were in the air when full house ended.

rerun, ikaw ba yan? hehe.Ü

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