Where do I write?

I don't want to write this on a paper.
It's just that I miss that someone.

I don't want to see him face to face.
It's just that I miss that someone.

I don't want to hit those keypads.
It's just that I miss that someone.

I don't want to fly above and see him.
It's just that I miss that someone.

I don't want to smile.
I don't want to laugh.
I don't want to cry.
I don't want to argue.
If it's not with that someone.

National Music Competition for Young Artists

Ok. Before I die or get an Alzheimer's, I'd want to share and treasure this wonderful experience.
(I'll make this story longer later~I have to do something first and I'm quite a busy person now) I just came home from Lourdes college without a heavy regret. We did our best, sang our hearts out, dedicated our music to the Lord. And those things made us fulfilled. Even though our opportunity to compete in Manila was gone, friendships and bonds will still linger.

Anywhow, another thing that I really liked in the competition was the Rondalla groups. Oh~ how I really miss performing with my bandurya :( How I wish I could play it again. :(

The Title isn't Relevant Enough

This is a usual thing to do. Staying up late has been my hobby, or well at least, my past time. Unavoidably, my eyes have always been loyal to my body. This sensation isn't for good and I need to bear the foul-smelling Stresstabs. But I don't really have to.

The Database is unnecessary to my life. Since it's definition has not yet lingered into my very awesome, rotting, memory bank. But I very well know how it could affect sites. And how it could have killed me without you knowing it.

My image on Plurk, I wouldn't want to change. Since Plurk just exposes my bearable diseases. On the other hand, Blogspot is more revealing. It somehow unfolds the other me. You wouldn't notice that if you haven't still analyzed some of my shared thoughts hiding someplace in there. Anyway, i'd want it junked now, since it doesn't serve me well.

This is my last resort; my disturbed typing mastery implemented. I know this is not a game-winners and losers are not my type. I just want the 'not'. Furthermore, life has been great. But one hella thing I'm sure about: I'm in deepest shit.

-pasted from Friendster Blogs

You see, I haven't blogged for ages. Due to my hectic schedule, I have considered hiatus on writing/blogging. Well, there are heaps of things I'd want to share but.... (I guess I don't have to expain why) Yes so here goes my update for today:


-I accidentally clicked on a site where this conceited guy shares his 'wonderful' pieces of advice on girls, love, and sex. Yes, it was not my business to criticize his thoughts but I simply couldn't help but think he was nuts. Totally nuts. You wouldn't want to read his ultra-detailed stories.


-While riding in a motorela, I have always thought that , "do the motorela drivers really want this work?", "do they drive just to serve the people?", "do they do that for adventure-new places, new people?", "do they enjoy their smiles and their laughs with the konduktors?"do they really love their job?",or "do they simply do that for a living?". After thinking about those stuff, someday, just for once, I'd want to be a motorela driver.

This is a quick post.

I want to post so many things here but still, I haven't got enough time.
Well to update myself about my life, I will be one of the hosts for tomorrow's Physics Fair. Some may have already known me to have this tendency of talking like a Miss Universe contestant when feeling tense~good luck to me. So Physics-related. Anyhow, I will really find a time (or someday, I will) to update my Deviantart, Blogspot, Friendster, Facebook, and Plurk. I have got some ideas in my mind; some layouts; and some blahs.


I'd like to share my happiness today:

A high grade on our English Term Paper.

Are you in thermal equilibrium? + Code B-3

It's been a while since I last updated this public diary of mine. To tell you, I'd want to share so many things here but since I am as busy as a bee (or probably more than that), I'd have to temporarily store them in my little memory. For now, this is all I got.

1. I got accepted as a Junior Photographer for the school's soon-to-be-launched new website. I was amazed when our boss told us that we'd have that unexpected compensation.
   
2. I've gained a lot of friends from our workshops.
   
3. I don't think I looked good during our photoshoot. Sweat and all.
   
4. I want to join that contest. Because I have a great idea. But I don't have great time.
   
5. I need to study my tail off on that Thermodynamics course.
   
6. I hunger for reading books.
7. I badly need to practice the guitar. I still have 7 sessions left at Yamaha.
   
8. I've been dancing again. I have lots of sessions.
9. I irritatingly need to do stuff for that demanding teacher. I should not say his name because this is public.
   
10. Lastly, I badly don't know how to fit 1-9 in my sched.
    

Talk about karmas, why do people always worry about them? When there are A LOT MORE things to worry about?

Paulo Coelho's New Book and etcetera

for now, I am just so happy for the book has been finally released here in Philippines! WEE!

MORE UPDATES LATER. *busy mode*