gaya nga ng explanation ni Yunis, that's the song that he reminds us of. as in, parating andun kung nasan man kami. gimbal na bata yon.

wala lang. just sad to admit that there is now a gap between us, to think that we've never been close in the first place. i'm of course resisting the urge to text him my request kasi sobrang user friendly ko na nun. i'm just regretting the fact that hindi namin siya makikilala talaga.


Everywhere
Michelle Branch

Turn it inside out so I can see
The part of you that's drifting over me
And when I wake you're, you're never there
But when I sleep you're, you're everywhere
You're everywhere
Just tell me how I got this far
Just tell me why you're here and who you are
'Cause every time I look
You're never there
And every time I sleep
You're always there
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I recognize the way you make me feel
It's hard to think that
You might not be real
I sense it now, the water's getting deep
I try to wash the pain away from me
Away from me
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I am not alone
Whoa, oh, oooh, oh
And when I touch your hand
It's then I understand
The beauty that's within
It's now that we begin
You always light my way
I hope there never comes a day
No matter where I go
I always feel you so
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I catch my breath
It's you I breathe
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
You're in everyone I see
So tell me
Do you see me

jumping around by princess yves at 4:37 PM | Permalink | Comments

Ok, last kwentos.

1. Hindi siya Christian.

Pretty much because of that comment of mine, I might be attending a 1st birthday party for someone. I won’t give out names na lang ha, her Mom’s in my Friendster list e.

Last week while my parents were away an invitation was given to me, at yun nga, about the birthday party. It was specifically addressed to some people with whom the grandparents of the birthday celebrator had grudges with long ago. Thus, when the Mom of the celebrator handed to me the invitation and actually asked me to make the invited come, I wasn’t surprised.

So I relayed the chizmax to my Mom who, upon arriving last Saturday from Subic, did the same to the other invited. When I asked her what was their reaction later on that night, hmmm. Let’s just say that was one of the lamest excuses I’ve ever heard in my life.

Then surprisingly I found myself arguing with her about it. That because of such reason their claim that they’re willing to make up with the other party is negated. Why don’t they just admit that they don’t wanna fix things up with the other party. Now that the other party has done something to bridge the gap, they don’t have any reasons to claim that that other party just don’t do their part.

She said it was all in the past. I said that’s the point. That’s in the past, they’re trying to do something about it, if you don’t wanna patch things up with them, wag nang magpalabuy-laboy ng rason. Admit that you can’t take them anymore as friends, not make up some lame stories. That’s not being Christian, I said, because it’s not the real “forgive-and-forget” that you’re doing.

When Dad was playing the d*vil’s advocate yesterday, he cleverly circumvented the argument. In the end, the situation turned out to be, I’ll be the one going in behalf of the invited.

Geez. Grown ups. Galing.


2. Iiyak na si Mami, katabi na niya si Chichi

Yesterday, after attending the mass, Dad left na for Jakarta [matigas na pagbabasa, required =p], and as always, Ivy and I teased Mom about it. Wala lang, that she won’t stop crying until Dad gets back home. Tapos yesterday, as in hindi pa nakakasakay sa car, asar talo na agad. Dad was still there so she was like, “Dad o, inaasar na nila ako”.

O well. Ayoko nang ganung set up. I know it’s only temporary lang, because Dad’s company is finally expanding around Asia, but if it’s my turn na, I don’t want my husband to go leave me pretty much every month. Ika nga ng Corrs sa “All the Love in the World”, nights go lonely.

Indeed it does.

Basa mo yan Bebe ha. Ü

O well, he knows my stand naman. I don’t want him leaving me, mapa school man o gimmicks with his friends and definitely kung darating nga na he has to go for work. Sasama ako, worst case scenario.

Sowi sweet sweet, hindi pwede mambabae. =p Tayo na lang mangchicks.

Wala ring panama kay Chito. Until now he’s downstairs, probably waiting for Dad to come home. He’s such a sweet baby. Sayang, he just can’t speak Tagalog.

3. A little piece of heaven

Yesterday ulit, I spontaneously invited Mami to go get massages, feeling ko kasi may naipit na vein sa likod ko. Being my Mom who also loves massages, go siya. Syempre not the expensive spas in Makati. Sa may labasan lang, but you know what, it was such a great bargain.

It was only for P250 bucks. Galing di ba. I think you cannot do anything with that amount pag sa The Spa talaga, where I was baptized with the wonders of massage. But it was nice. The atmosphere resembles that of The Spa’s, kaya ok. Sulit.

Of course the massage was fine. I was just sinisipon but it went well. While distracting myself from getting tickled, I formulated the following questions of life. Answers would be highly appreciated.

a. Do butt cheeks get tired too, that there’s logic in massaging it? [oi. Hindi actual experience ha. Just wondering. Besides, somebody already answered it, I just opt to keep that answer to myself.]

b. What do you call the phobia for getting tickled?

c. Isn’t it again, double standards that women clients get massaged by fellow women, while men get massaged by women?

d. Isn’t it a neat idea to have the option of having something to look at doon sa hole that you put your head into when your back gets massaged? I dunno, a 3D picture or something.

e. Ever wonder what the manghihilots are talking about when either you’re sleeping, or your face is covered in cloth while getting massaged?

Maybe I’ll send them to Reader’s Digest.

Damn. School na naman tomorrow.

jumping around by princess yves at 11:31 PM | Permalink | Comments

I know. I promised myself I'd limit on putting lyrics in my blog, after my sweet Bebe sort of complained about it. I spent the afternoon looking for the script for the music videos to add to this blog. I even just finished downloading imesh. But I can't help it.

I just heard this this morning, and it touched me. Ang lungkot. Another disclaimer, I just love the song. I don't like it because I can relate with it. Because honestly, I don't.

You're Beautiful
James Blunt

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
F**king high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Huling hirit, ang kantang isa sa mga pinakahinahanap-hanap ko these past few days. Gotcha.

Blind
Lifehouse

I was young but I wasn't naive
I watched helpless as he turned around to leave
And still I have the pain I have to carry
A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried

After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you'll ever know
A part of me died when I let you go

I would fall asleep
Only in hopes of dreaming
That everything would be like is was before
But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting
They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor

After all this time
I never thought we'd be here
Never thought we'd be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you'll ever know
A part of me died when I let you go

After all this time
Would you ever wanna leave it
Maybe you could not believe it
That my love for you was blind
But I couldn't make you see it
Couldn't make you see it
That I loved you more than you will ever know
A part of me died when I let you go
And I loved you more than you'll ever know
A part of me dies when I let you go

jumping around by princess yves at 9:16 PM | Permalink | Comments

So. Saturday the girls and I went to Enchanted Kingdom as volunteers [i.e., ates for a day] to little kiddos. Not exactly my first time to be a volunteer to such poor little things, but it’s certainly my first time to bring a little kid around EK.

The kid that I got was a girl, a nine year-old girl named Sheila. Didn’t get her whole name though, unlike dear Ms. Bungisngis who soooooooo adored her baby boy. Chiz was even laughing when I told him about it, nagets kasi the connection eh.

I shared the kid with Shem. Pero in reality, I was the only one who took care of the kid, Shem kasi e, masyadong pinaghalatang ayaw sa mga bata. There was even this one time when Eunice, Shem and I were resting beside Jungle Log Jam [yuck. Parang ang tatanda na namin.] and we were fighting about who to look after the little kid.

Shem: Ikaw ang mag-alaga sa anak mo!
Yves: Aba, anak mo rin eto no!
Eunice: Great. I’m with a lesbian couple.

I have to admit, I wasn’t that thrilled upon seeing the kid. Syempre tao rin ako, I also have my own biases. But nevertheless I tried to take care of her just like her real ate. I may not be that passionate as other girls with regard to kids and having some of their own, pero I do adore children. I like the feeling of being surprised, amused, and rejuvenated after talking to a little child. It amazes me to see how their uncorrupted minds and pure hearts work. How kids talk and act like and wish to be grown-ups. Because really, if I’ll be given a chance, I’d wish to be a kid forever.

Peter Pan, ikaw ba yan?

Moving on. When she said she didn’t wanna ride Anchors Away, I was somehow convinced that it’s gonna be a long day, having a kj kid. Pero no, she didn’t even finish her lunch because of much excitement to ride hmmmm…. how do I say this… the little car na meron din naman sa mga malls.

I dunno how to describe what exactly happened after we rode Flying Fiesta. Sure, I was screaming like hell [because I was scared my tsinelas will fall off], I was even joking that I wanna go down na. But dear Sheila, she stayed on, I was even scared that she had a heart attack during the ride because I didn’t hear even a screech from her. After the ride, when I was asking her about the ride, she was practically lecturing me. It went like this:

Sheila: Ikaw nga sigaw ka ng sigaw eh.
Yves: Eh natakot ako baka malipad yung tsinelas ko.
Sheila: Wala naman yun eh. Ni hindi nga ako natakot. Ewan ko ba sa yo bat ka natakot.

Yeah, I was part ashamed of myself for being such a big wuss. The other part though, was a weird one. The feeling of being comforted by a little child.

Where do they get their strength? Is it because they’re still too young to remember what happened to them, or is it because they have yet to see and experience things that made me who I am?

Take note, muntikan nang hindi na naman ako mag Space Shuttle. At oo, nauna ulit si Sheila sa kin. I just decided I gotta do it this time when while they’re all there, it started to rain [kainggit], and because of these factors:

a. Hindi na ko bata.
b. Wala nang restrictions na binigay sa kin si Dad sa mga sasakyan ko.
c. Pangatlong visit ko na yun.
d. Nakakadiri na yun.
e. Kelangan ko nang magpakatao.
f. Ayaw ko nang magregret.

In fairness, gimbal ang Space Shuttle. What’s scary lang naman is the part before the ride starts, when the sasakyan almost goes vertical. I was freaking scared that the thing that protects me would actually get defective on me and let me die without me even getting started with my last will. Pero hindi. Minsan medyo oa lang talaga ang pagkaparanoid ko.

It was exhilarating, the feeling of liberation. Another “finally-I-can-go-on-with-my-life” moment. Felt like I was ninoohan after, though.

And yes. Finally went well with the bump car. The last time kasi that I went bumpcarring, I was that bano in driving I was just rotating in one point. Oo, grammar schmammar alert na naman, pero seryoso.

After Space Shuttle though, Shiela started being a bit of a spoiled baby. She kept on making parinig about buying her ice cream. I can buy it naman, di ba, but the thing is I didn’t like the fact that she opted that approach. Hindi na lang, “ate, pwede bang pabili ng ice cream?” just like how Ness said it. Pero there.

That time when she didn’t finish her hotdog [gusto ko yung spiral, btw] and I really was being a sort of Mom to her, that was the time when my friends knew my intentions not to have a kid of my own. I don’t think they took it seriously, but that’s the truth.

Well, that’s that. She was generally a nice kid. She smiled and waved goodbye when they left. What really touched me, btw, was that she held my hand throughout the day. Sobrang touching. Wala naman kasing hands si Chiquichi di ba.

I’ve to admit, syempre, medyo turned off din when that happened. Pero I’m just looking at it from her eyes. She doesn’t have parents. Sparse lang ang attention that she gets. Feeling nya close na kami. I just look that gullible.

O well.

Ooh, ice cream.Ü

jumping around by princess yves at 8:47 PM | Permalink | Comments

i dunno what's happening with my blog. nagkakandaleche-leche ang mga colors.

bano.
engot.
blog na galing tabon.

my blockmate/dj said my name on air. my whole name.

mali yun eh.

life.

jumping around by princess yves at 12:10 AM | Permalink | Comments

While thinking of the best first sentence and looking at the dogs as they flirt with each other, I realized that I have so much more kwento compared to what I have actually thought.


Friday morning I woke up with a headache. Headache and tired eyes. What should I expect, di ba, alas tres ba naman matulog Thursday. Bebe Joseph had to pick up his atm card, but before starting the day we got to talk muna.

I left the house late. Not proud of it, considering the events that happened afterwards, but there.

Finished typing the rest of the digests thirty minutes before class. Take note, haven’t had lunch yet.

So I go to my Consti class, with the typical “I-will-forgive-myself-if-I’ll-just-say-pass” perspective. Little did I know, today was the today.

Ever got that feeling when you know you’re gonna be called that day, that moment? That was what happened. I was ready to discuss the “fascinating, coz it doesn’t happen every day” Estrada case, and then he asked me another case which I have read before, but I honestly, pretty much negligently, forgot. I glanced at dear Milagros, who was in charge of that case’s digest, Ma. Carmen was I think ready na to coach me, then I uttered those dreadful words:

“I’m sorry Sir, I forgot that case.”

Tapos sabay almost cry upon sitting. Pinatigil lang ng mga tao sa paligid. Milagros was already saying the most sincere sorry ever.

O well. I look at it as karma, and a lesson. Good thing I’m not as balat sibuyas as I used to be.

Next time, next time.

Philo. As always I was bored as hell. One of my favorite moments was when Shem didn’t want to give a piece of yellow paper, she was waiving it in the air, then I said “oi dahil sa iyo nagkaseventy ako.” She immediately gave it to me. Ü

I was sooo bored during Philo that I let my mind wander. And also because of the fact that my mind has been tired ever since I woke up this morning. Thus, my first something, I dunno what to call it.

I just have to think of a way to put it here. =p

I dunno how to call that. Absolutely freestyle type of creative writing? Thinking out loud? Documenting an hour of what my brain processes every single moment?
Hayy. Then Maria Carmen gives it a “title”. She calls it I am normal.
Geez. Don’t wanna defend myself, but again, I’m just proud of myself for embracing my eccentricities.

After Philo the girls and I went to eat at Dencio’s with some of our blockmates. Hehe, ordered Vodka ice for my drink, and I loved it. Not as much as I do Shirley temple and softdrinks, but I enjoyed it. Anyway, I was scared drinking vodka would make me at the very least tipsy, pero thank goodness it didn’t naman. Because if that happened I’m sure I know who’ll get most upset at me. Good girl ako bebi, pramis.

After that I went again, sobrang unexpectedly, to starbucks to buy kape before leaving. I had to, because I was sleepy already and I have yet to go grocery-ing, being the night when Mom isn’t home and there’s nothing to eat the morning after. But after paying some people started coming over and it was fun talking about something else other than consti. So I stayed. Take note, I bought kape at around 6 at I left at 730. Without making the driver eat dinner. My friends say that was mean of me, I believe somebody realized how hard life could be to someone tasked to be my driver, but the little mean side of me didn’t really care; what’s worse, that side rationalized, “well, that’s inherent in this type of job.” Was just being human. And besides, it’s not like I said nothing’s wrong with that scenario; because I realized, later on, that that [i.e., making him wait for me instead of making him eat muna] was a bad move of mine.

Anyway. Stop it with the rationalizing.

Had a great time with the people in Starbucks that night. Dios mio, as always, tawa ako nang tawa. I believe two of Eunice’s guests that night in her “good morning good morning” show moved on from their “Yves-is-such-a-mahinhin-soft spoken-lady” impressions of moi. And another take note: hindi ako lasing.

So finally at 730 I peeled myself off from the Starbucks couch, mostly because of guilt that the driver hasn’t eaten yet. I was supposed to grocery at Alabang pa but the traffic was built up when I was deciding. So I ended up going to SM Makati.

That was actually the first time I groceried alone in SM Makati. I was even scared that I won’t find the driver agad, having absolutely no means of communication between us, for the cellphone’s with the other driver, and that SM would actually close with me still looking for him. But I was lucky that day to see him like five minutes after I went to the meeting place. Heck, he was there na before I sent to watermelon ice cream my “help-me-I’ve-nobody-with-me-here” text.

Was quite proud of myself, really. Minsan lang kasing mangyari yun, that spontaneously at sobrang courageous ang leap of faith decision ko. hmmm. Should that more often.

MORE stories coming up.Ü

jumping around by princess yves at 11:51 PM | Permalink | Comments

Just Got Lucky
Jo Boxers

Your technique it leaves me weak

My heart knows it's the beat I seek
And I found it
just got lucky - yes
I found it
just got lucky.
I never worry that your love is fake

I'm free and easy and I'm feeling jake
'cause
I found it
just got lucky
Oh boy
I found it
just got lucky
'cause I newver felt this way before
Like a dog always beggin' for more.
I've been fooled by love so many times.
I gave up on all the silly rhymes.
Kept my feelings all inside my heart

A locked door
no key was cut that was the fit

Now I'm such a very lucky guy.
Gangway
on side now
come on
hear me say:
We found the answer and it's plain to see - come on hear me say

That I'm for you and you're for me

'cause we found it
just got lucky
Together we found it
just got lucky.
I feel a quiver every time we kiss

The sky's the limit with a love like this
'cause we've found it
just got lucky

Together we found it
just got lucky

'cause I never felt this way before
Like a dog always beggin' for more.
I've been fooled by love so many times. . . .
We found the answer and it's plain to see - come on hear me say. .
I feel a quiver every time we kiss. . .
I've been fooled by love so many times. . . .
Come on hear me say
come on hear me say

Just got lucky
just got lucky
Your technique it leaves me weak

My heart knows it's the beat I seek
And I found it
just got lucky -
Oh boy
I found it
just got lucky

'cause I never felt ahis way before.
Just got lucky
just got lucky
just got lucky

NEWSFLASH!!!! while looking for the other song. who gave such answer to this question?

What do you consider as the turning point in your career? I love to act.

kinahihiya ko na siya. naging kras ko pa man din yan dati.


MAHAHANAP DIN KITA, NANANANA! not the person, but the song mismo. to finally end my misery.

nananana
nananananana...

jumping around by princess yves at 11:23 PM | Permalink | Comments

o di ba. swak.

In a Past Life...

You Were: A Famous Assassin. Where You Lived: West Africa. How You Died: In Childbirth.

isa pa, isa pa.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.

You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?


this explains things.

You Are a Life Blogger!

Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary. If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible.

yes, i do have a soul.

You Are a Peacemaker Soul

You strive to please others and compromise anyway you can. War or conflict bothers you, and you would do anything to keep the peace. You are a good mediator and a true negotiator. Sometimes you do too much, trying so hard to make people happy. While you keep the peace, you tend to be secretly judgmental. You lose respect for people who don't like to both give and take. On the flip side, you've got a graet sense of humor and wit. You're always dimplomatic and able to give good advice. Souls you are most compatible with: Warrior Soul, Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul

jumping around by princess yves at 10:41 PM | Permalink | Comments

1. ang pagbula ng bibig ni yvie
2. redemption at ek
3. hindi sya christian
4. iiyak na si mami, katabi na nya si chichi
5. eyes

jumping around by princess yves at 10:25 PM | Permalink | Comments

hay naku, don't expect me to kwento what happened to me yesterday and today... i'm tired and i'm tamad to write a really long entry.... [taray!]....

for my sweet rainbow. hindi ka naman bad boy for going there e.

Fall to Pieces
Avril Lavigne

I looked away
then I looked back at you,
You tried to say
the things that you can't undo,
If I had my way
I'd never get over you,
Today's the day
I pray that we make it through.

Make it through the fall,
Make it through it all.

And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
I don't wanna talk about it
'cause I'm in love with you.

You're the only one
I'd be with til the end.
When I come undone
you bring me back again.

Back under the stars,
Back into your arms.

And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it
And i don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
I don't wanna talk about it
'cause I'm in love with you.

Wanna know who you are,
Wanna know where to start,
I wanna know what this means.

Wanna know how you feel,
Wanna know what is real.
I wanna know everything... Everything.

I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it
And i don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
I don't wanna talk about it.

And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just wanna sit and stare at you.
I don't wanna talk about it.

And I don't want a conversation
I just wanna cry in front of you.
And I don't wanna talk about it
'cause I'm in love with you... I'm in love with you, 'cause I'm in love with you.
I'm in love with you... I'm in love with you.

grabe, [hindi gimbal, =p] i just discovered statistica's website! wala lang, brings back memories. coincedental din, because tonight i'm looking for psych journals? articles? theses? damn i'm that used to the word cases na that i've already forgotten the term to describe psych errr, theses.

isa pa sa mga tagapagpaalala ng nakaraan. sino ang mag-aakalang ang sinusuka kong gamitin dati ay ang aking hinahanap ngayon?

again, for my hunny bunny. hehe, badingin and term i know, but there. it was played early this morning and i was looking for a lighter to shove in the air while singing, then the girls thought it was funny to alight the car because of the lighter. [eer.]

You And Me
Lifehouse

What day is it
And in what month
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

Cause it's you and me and all of the people
Nothing to do, nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all of the people and
I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you

All of the things that I want to say
Just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here

Cause it's you and me and all of the people
With nothing to do, nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all of the people and
I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off you

Something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right

Cause it's you and me and all of the people
With nothing to do, nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all of the people and
I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of

You and me and all of the people
With nothing to do nothin to prove and
It's you and me and all of the people and
I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you

What day is it
And in what month
This clock never seemed so alive

mwahnsari sweet sweet.Ü

jumping around by princess yves at 9:51 PM | Permalink | Comments

like this one.

Ordinary People
John Legend

Baby, It's me... Maybe I bore you
No, No it's my fault cause I can't afford you
[Verse 1]

Girl im in love with you
This ain't the honeymoon
Past the infatuation phase
Right in the thick of love
At times we get sick of love
It seems like we argue everyday

[Bridge]

I know i misbehaved
And you made your mistakes
And we both got room left to grow
And though love sometimes hurts
I still put you first
And we'll make this thing work
But I think we should take it slow

[Chorus]

We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow

[Verse 2]

This ain't a movie no
No fairy tale conclusion ya'll
It gets more confusing everyday
Sometimes it's heaven sent
We head back to hell again
We kiss and we make up on the way

[Bridge]

I hang up you call
We rise and we fall
And we feel just like walking away
But as our love advances
We take second chances
Though it's not a fantasy
I Still want you to stay

[Chorus]

We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow

[Verse 3]

Take it slow
Maybe we'll live and learn
Maybe we'll crash and burn
Maybe you'll stay, maybe you'll leave,
maybe you'll return
Maybe you'll never find
Maybe we won't survive
But maybe we'll grow
You never know baby youuuu and I

[Chorus]

We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Heyyy)
We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow (Take it slow oh oh ohh)
This time we'll take it slow

jumping around by princess yves at 2:38 AM | Permalink | Comments

gimbal. extremes na to ha. last night [i mean, nung wednesday night] i kinda slept earlier than usual. tapos ngayon, one hour na lang magigising na si mami to go to subic.

talagang pinangatawanan e. some of my friends in school have seen the bangag side of me.

yep, i still do have a bangag side. people in law school think i'm already weird, but the thing is, i'm just someone who embraces her weirdness.

okay, so maybe sometimes more than whats necessary to survive the harsh realities of life. whatever.

i told the people in school that the reason i was like that kanina was because i had a good night's sleep. mamaya tignan lang natin kung tama.

****
tomorrow, saturday, the girls and some of the block will go volunteer as ates for a day to orphans from alabang. we'll fetch them in their, ahm, orphanage, and then we'll bring them to enchanted kingdom.

alam mo yun, hitting two birds with one stone. i not only get good karma [read:absolutely needed!] i also get to go back to ek, after like four years.

ewww. loser-y statement.

just sad because:
1. bebe can't come; ok lang, he's decided not to go overnight-ing with his friends [pretty good compromise, finally, i think]
2. some blockmates can't come. [oi pepe! sabi mo sasama ka?]

sakit na eyes ko. last one.

gimbal talga si ms. bungisngis. kwento nya nung mawnin, wala syang change for her money, pang bayad sa taxi. super eksaktong dumaan si nananana. to cut the story short, she found herself indebted to him.

another reminder that everything has its own advantages and disadvantages. because of that incident she got to talk again to starstruck [why do i still keep his name a secret e alam na ng block?] because she gave back the money thru him, but also because of what happened, she now has, as i call it, an obligation to greet him whenever they see each other somewhere.

zzzzzzzzzzz.

last one talga.

ate with them sa pancake house. ordered chicken & gravy which i've missed for the longest time. it turned out that the girls go there not just for food but because they get their free dose of boyband reminiscin' mania. gimbal, as expected nasama na ko. twas fun.

hayy. missed the nice songs from wave. ngayon lang ata ako gising na gising ng ganitong oras at napakinggan ko yan.

auko na, baaad gurl na ko.

jumping around by princess yves at 2:11 AM | Permalink | Comments

happy birthday dear gly! i can again call you my ate! bwehe. Ü san inuman?

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yesterday was another day of higher learning. i learned, that one can freely access the internet in the school's library. [eew. that was some humiliating announcement.]

so there. at first i thought it wasn't my day to surf the net because the computer that was left for me won't even start. luckily though, while i was complaining the katabonan of the computer to Pi, somebody gave up her computer.

harhar.

so i accessed this, of course, being the non-addict-to-computer-yes-i-can-live-without-a-computer-for-a-month that i am [wink, wink]. voila. somebody by the most unique name of all, anonymous, commented not just on my blog, but also on me.

i wasn't able to comment back because my mom was there na. it turned out, that she wasn't that there. she was waiting for my text. anyway, after calling her, i had no choice but to wait there.

it was raining yesterday. raining hard. then i remembered that scene from the classic. that scene where it was also raining hard, the girl had no umbrella with her, so she had to silong beneath a tree. then suddenly, she finds her crush on the other side of the tree. next thing you know, the two run through the rain with only the guy's jacket sheltering them both. when it was all over, the girl said something to herself which resembled, that's the only time i wished the rain wouldn't stop. and then, the song was so nice, one can't help but freaking get kilig. *sighs*

but that's not it. days later, she tambays in the only caf in the school, when she notices an umbrella near the door. she asks whose is it. the owner slash tindera of the caf tells her that it's the guy's. the tindera found it weird because days ago he went there, with the umbrella. he just looks at the window [which offers as view the exact tree the girl used as silungan] and then decides to leave without the umbrella, to go to the tree where she was.

hayyyyyyyyyyyyy......

pag sakay ko tuloy sa car, lss na naman ng theme ng movie. =_=
bebe joseph says it's too much of a chickflick. o well. i love it anyway.

kanina, after the dreadful persons, i was complaining to shem that i didn't get the way that person commented. walang flow ng thought sa bandang huli.

and then i found out, that person either has grudges against me and the lovely ms bungisngis, or is perpetually suffering from pms.

chichi was very malambing when i woke up this morning. he was practically raping my face with his kisses. when i asked him why, sheila explained that chichi saw the maletas of my parents [because they're going to cebu --- well, actually, they're there na --- mami i want chicharon and some white sand!] and he's no stupid asong tabon. he knew mom & dad won't come home tonight. after sheila finished with the explaining, chichi put his head in my arm, and gave me this saddest, heart-wrenching look.

pwedeng maging artista ang aking budjoy.

oy btw, touched with what shem is asking me. although the way she asks for it sounds demanding, touched pa rin. i just have to think about what to put. as of now, my answers are the following:

a. nyoy volante tickets
b. frilly skirts
c. chick lits [being able to read them now not guaranteed =p]
d. dog training

i think my dream of having a party of fishballs, quecquec, isaw, shakey's basic pizza, hut's fettucine, coke, cheese ice cream, and lots of bubbles and rounds of ten-twenty will forever be a dream.

WHAT??! some majority senators are currently signing the impeachment case, or whatever? bah.

yey. drove again pauwi. namiss ko pala.Ü

jumping around by princess yves at 6:41 PM | Permalink | Comments

hayy.

check out everything gilmore.
especially for co-gilmore-fanatic nanaiers.

while you're at it, check out something about sweet Dean, who just broke my heart tonight.

sh*t. my template's nagloloko.

jumping around by princess yves at 11:42 PM | Permalink | Comments

i was checking my entry for tonight's grammar, when i saw chito. guess what he was passionately nibbling on.

a five hundred peso bill.

he's so nasty. a little balbunin, but absolutely a beast.

and he thinks he now has the right to gag and almost puke.

jumping around by princess yves at 10:49 PM | Permalink | Comments

schizoid. sabi ng intarnet, it is a mental sickness characterized by detachment from social relationships.

that's me, a sort of schizoid. i've already diagnosed myself when i was still in college, so i'm already at peace with it. i didn't care at that time, the fact that i might be mentally unstable. being with the people i was with that time made it feel okay, or maybe, because we're all mental patient-wannabes. hmmm.

but the thing is, i don't think i can accept the theory that there exists one person, who's completely sane.

because that's another form of insanity.

so you ask, ano ang magandang maidudulot ng pagiging schizoid sa entry na ito? o well.

midterms has been over for three days now. i've already sang my "coz i am free, i can do anything" chant. but tonight's the block's after-midterm party in tagaytay, and yet i am writing this.

believe me when i confess that for the first time ever, upon riding the car, i just told kuya nash, the driver: "iyak na lang ako ha." well, not just because i wasn't able to go to the party, because that would already concretize my being a loser, pero wala lang. i just couldn't keep everything to myself anymore.

in a way, tinamaan ako. even if that wasn't the first time i felt i made the wrong decision by excluding myself from whatever is happening, what happened kanina still tugged the heart. surprisingly someone ahmm, surprised me by saying something, unexpected. he said i should be touched, rather than hurt, because people are telling me that i'm such a loser for not going and that i'm the only person who won't, because they do that because they want me there.

well. may pupunta pa pala sa libing ko.

nice lang. my pretty people even offered to fetch me from the house tonight, if ever i get permitted to go. little sweet gesture that wasn't expected, because how can one possibly be so brilliant slash lucky enough to find such nice friends in barely three months?

just like what i was saying earlier, something worse than this had happened to me already. i was in third year high school, the dance. all my friends were going, except for me. i didn't paalam because that year was my punishing myself year, for being an anak [i.e., committing mistakes and getting spanked even if you're already a teenager]. twas a rocky day. i tried making paalam to dad but he wouldn't allow me because it was too late already and he's leaving for some country that night.

evening. i finally was able to calm myself, assuring myself that it's NOT gonna be a long lonely night. then all of a sudden, my friends call me, telling me that my crush-slash-ka-m.u. when i was still a froshie [eww. i actually used that word] who left after the first year to study somewhere else was there, just don't know whether he was looking for me, and he was gwapo, and my friends definitely thought he was smoldering.

the thing is, i still remember what one of my friends said before ending the call. she said, "i hope you have a good night's sleep at hindi nagsisisi dahil hindi ka pumunta".

hmmm.

maybe i should really go to a psychiatrist. baka kasi maipon lalo e. even if i've already predicted that when i get old i'll get sick by whatever that sickness is called, basta yung you finally live the secret life you've always kept to yourself. maybe i really should have myself checked.

so there. this isn't the first time. just sucks to think that i really had to make an entry for my explanation. but the explanations i gave are true naman.

a. my parents are conservative/overprotective
b. i want a different environment, even for a couple of days
c. gusto kong makihalubilo sa business ni madir
d. hindi ako ganon

i think i just balance stuff. don't wanna be the forever kj but not the forever layas either.

i'm a schizoid. i'm not proud of it all the time, but, i'm a schizoid.

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quiet na lang muna ako ha.
im listening to sugarfree's burnout. kinda reminiscent of the days/nights when i still have the confidence to sing and cry in front of the car, my car's manibela.

later in the eve i might go to their concert, with some other bands. not exactly a fan of those bands, but there.

i haven't even told him i might go.

i know i'm at fault. sana bumalik.

jumping around by princess yves at 8:49 AM | Permalink | Comments

some of the songs i got lss-ed[i.e., last song syndrome, in case there still exists a being not aware of what that meant] with for this week.
another disclaimer: nothing of these songs' intents coincide with mine. it just so happens that my brain gets easily affected by music.

Cool
Gwen Stefani

It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life...
Passes things get more comfortable
Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool

And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles, and now we're hangin' out with your new
girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool


The Promise
Martin Nievera, with special thanks [i think] to Jayvee

Say goodbye
When I can barely say goodnight
If I can hardly take my eyes from yours
How far can I go?

Walk away
The thought would never cross my mind
I couldn't turn my back on Spring or Fall
Your smile least of all

When I say always
I mean forever
I trust tomorrow as much as today
I am not afraid to say I love you
But I promise you
I'll never say goodbye

We're dancers
On a crowded floor
while other dancers leave from song to song
Our music goes on

On and on
And if I never leave your arms
I really would have traveled everywhere
For my world is there

When I say always
I mean forever
I trust tomorrow as much today
I am not afraid to say I love you
And I promise you
I'll never say goodbye

Urong Sulong
Regine Velasquez, another thanks [i think, again] to Eunice

Huwag nang mag-alinlangan pa
Kung gusto mo ako lumapit ka
Huwag nang patorpe-torpe pa
Minsan tuloy ako`y naiinis na
Di mo ba ito napapansin
Na ako`y may pagtingin din
Di mo ba ito napupuna
Na gusto na rin kita
(Repeat I)
Bakit ka ganyan
Puros ligaw tingin ka na lang
At nong minsan lalapit ka na
Bakit biglang tumalikod pa
KORO:
Urong sulong ka
Bakit ka ganyan
Urong sulong ka
(Repeat Koro twice)
Huwag nang pag-isipan pa
Kung gusto mo ako aminin mo na
Huwag nang patorpe-torpe pa
Minsan tuloy ako`y naiinis na
Bakit ka ganyan
Hindi kita maintindihan
Damdamin mo`y tinatago pa
Mabuti pang sabihin mo na
(Repeat Koro until fade)


Gimbal. Koro. Tama ba naman yon.

and i quote from my new favorite prof, from his endless midterm questionnaire:"pare hinamon ako nyan! hinamon ako nyan, testigo kayo...testigo kayo, hinamon ako. pulis tayo eh. p*ta, buti nga suntok lang inabot nyan... pare hinamon ako, kinig nyo ha, hinamon ako nyan."

i know i don't make sense right now, but, beh. =p

jumping around by princess yves at 11:14 PM | Permalink | Comments

i'm in an internet cafe right now, and my name's eloise.

btw i'm loving blogspot's new composing area, or whatever. =p

yesterday was the last day for midterms, and even if i wasn't that proud of my performance in the tests i couldn't help myself from jumping and shouting, "i'm free!!!!!"

kasi naman noh. morning palang all i can think of is when to start planning for my birthday party.

after the tests, the nice Mrs. Noel treated the class in her restaurant. bad trip sobrang yummy nung caramel merengue. a few sips of beer made me noisier than they think i really am.

well. quite a nice night last night. geez. the next time that'll happen again, it'll be after finals.

jumping around by princess yves at 11:34 AM | Permalink | Comments

i dunno what's happening to me, but lately, as in since yesterday i seem to get pissed quite easily. the poor maid is always the first person whom i displace my rage, well can't really blame myself because she really is something. something not efficient, i mean. i mean, already snoring at nine pm? this is not exactly a probinsya anymore, iha.

i'm sure i'm not mad at him, because he didn't do anything naman. he just had to sleep because he's sleepy na and he doesn't want any more pimples and he got tired watching movies yesterday. plus the fact that he's a sort of mantika when he sleeps. these, mysteriously, didn't affect me today or last night the way it usually did. wala lang. sanayan lang siguro.

then, this loser. geez. he has been my patient-in-training, with me hoping that if i'll be able to at least influence him to change for the better, maybe the path i really should be taking is psychology. but it has been five years now. five years, and he is still a freaking idiot who thinks he's God's gift to the world, when in fact he really isn't and i said that from the bottom of my heart. he is just a stupid moron who God probably fondly calls, "the one who got away even if clearly, he shouldn't have, because he'll cause the end of mankind."

i need some thing. not drugs. i take enough drugs already. i should've ordered vodka cruiser last saturday. who smokes dj mix in strawberry?

or maybe, this is pms.

jumping around by princess yves at 10:20 AM | Permalink | Comments

hay. finally, done with philo obligation.
not that i can start lounging around any moment now.
hmmm. i am hungry again.

1.hilo

i am loving this website i've discovered a couple of minutes ago. it brings me back to my younger years when i was free enough to sleep after lunch and play in the afternoon.

my dad once bought a book about 3D pictures, and i was never good at finding out the hidden picture in it. i get hilo quite easily. i liked it though. the family liked it that much that they gave away pages of that book to some of our friends. oh well, anyway. check out my brief reunion with my childhood.

2.no words to describe it.

as i was saying, gimbal ang midterms. information overload is an understatement. and it's always irritating in the end, either because:

a. when after the test, you discuss your answers with other people, the bubble of "ok lang yan, your test result will turn out just right" immediately bursts; and

b. of all the things that you memorized/read, only a quarter of it actually appears in the test. yeah, as if i've never been there. but this is my blog, ako ang reyna dito. i can write whatever i want, hehe=p

i don't wanna away my baby, but as we both know already, the past week wasn't the ideal week to have on-off fights. this is the first time, i think, that i've ever proven to myself that yes, my studies does get affected when not everything's a-ok. buti na lang ok na. =)

two more subjects, little princess. two more days from so-called liberty.

3.

la lang. liked the font.

one thing, probably the only thing i like about midterms in Ateneo is that we can finally wear casual clothes. which, if you think about it, doesn't offset anything, because you're still not really comfortable because you're taking important tests.

anyway, yesterday, out of in a way nowhere, i decided to wear a skirt. it looks something like this:

that one's better nga lang. anyway, i loved it. i was singing around the house, skipping, while singing, "it's a charmed life, innocence wild, crazy little things inside my head..." or something.

ang kulit. my sister, upon seeing it, was almost disgusted. she hates it, she says it's not nice. and she knows daw what's nice, and my skirt's not one of them.

what's ironic, i got 4 and a half comments about it.

a. "o, nag skirt ka. naiingit ka kahapon no?" pertaining to a girl i saw yesterday with a skirt resembling this. ana, another classmate of mine, thought that because i was whispering-pointing something to shem [which turned out to be about the girl's skirt which i liked], i saw a crush. geez, memories of high school.

b. "san mo nabili yan?" that's not an insult, right?

c. "ang cute ng skirt mo", and that came from a guy. i then answered, "gusto mo sayo na lang?" hmmm.

d. "your skirt's like that of a gypsy. parang si... ano nga ba name non sa movie?" to which i answered, "quasimodo?"

quasimodo, imagining how he'll look in esmeralda's gypsy skirt

o well. i love my skirt.

and yes, i found this cool site. endless ba? maybe one of these days i'll make my own gypsy skirt.

4. chichi, ang batang posporo

just like what i said before, chichi went to be groomed last week. we can't complain why that's what has been done [grammar sucks again alert!] because we know for a fact that chichi has lots of mat in his hair. i even expected he'll go totally bald. but there.

he looks like an old puppy. seriously. when he got home they said that's the first time they saw him smile that day, because it turns out that he wasn't sleeping when he was groomed, so probably he got traumatized. and he got wounded too. on the neck.

they say that it's gonna take two months for his hair to grow out again. two freaking long months. poor budjoy. =(

 

jumping around by princess yves at 4:16 PM | Permalink | Comments

I'm supposed to send to my friends my share in the philo readings, and yet, i haven't received any invitations for a new yahoogroup.

What's worse, I haven't even started typing my part.

Galing. Gimbal.

Maya na nga lang. I've got tons to write about..

jumping around by princess yves at 11:48 AM | Permalink | Comments

konting chizmax...

1. chichi got groomed last saturday, and he's now sporting an almost semi-kal look! he looks like a posporo. details later.
2. bought the last installment of the shopaholic series!
3. gimbal ang Crim midterm! it's finally starting to get real now.
4. bebe got cuter, and he smells nice too! hay.
5. yes. i still haven't studied for today's test.
6. frustrated next-big-things, coming up.


oki. let's go, go.

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it's 230 in the morning and i can't sleep.
it's midterms on monday, yet i can't remember everything i've read.
i'm in a way currently welcoming of suicidal thoughts and then look what i've posted.

for him. for seemingly never fully coming back.

The Way You Make Me Feel

Hey pretty baby with the high heels on
You give me fever like I’ve never ever known
You’re just a product of loveliness
I like the groove of your walk
Your talk, your dress
I feel your fever from miles around
I’ll pick you up in my car
And we’ll paint the town
Just kiss me, baby
And tell me twice
That you’re the one for me

The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

I like this feeling you’re giving me
Just hold me, baby
And I’m in ecstasy
Oh, I’ll be working from 9 to 5
To buy you things
To keep you by my side
I never felt so in love before
Just promise, baby
You’ll love me forever more
I swear I’m keeping you satisfied
’Cause you’re the one for me

The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet, now baby
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

Atcha wooh!

Go on, girl
Go on
Go on, girl

I never felt so in love before
Promise, baby, you’ll love me for ever more
I swear I’m keepin’ you satisfied
’Cause you’re the one for me

Way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet, now baby
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

The way you make me feel
(The way you make me feel)
You really turn me on
(You really turn me on)
You knock me off of my feet, now debby
(You knock me off of my feet)
My lonely days are gone
(My lonely days are gone)

Ain’t nobody’s business
Ain’t nobody’s business
Ain’t nobody business
Ain’t nobody’s business but mine and my baby
Give it to me
Give me some time
Come on be my girl
I wanna be with mine
Ain’t nobody’s business
Ain’t nobody’s business but mine and my baby
Go on, girl

Chika, chika
Chika, chika, chika
Go on, girl
(The way you make me feel)
(You really turn me on)
(You knock me off of my feet)
(My lonely days are gone)


Right.

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happy bday sweet sweet bebe! mwah mwah.=)

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You scored as Borderline Personality Disorder. Congratulations! You have BPD! You know how to see things in black and white, desperately cling to unstable relationships and are a master of wrist-banging... rational emotions? Who needs 'em!

Which mental disorder do you have?
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You scored as Goddess of the Golden Dawn. You come from heaven. You wake people from their sleep. Your purity is unlike any other, nor is your beauty. By the way, nice wings!

Which Firefly-Path Fairy are you?
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