t.g.i.s!
finally got my grades online. stoopeed online grades. it took me a week or so just to get it online. darn system failures.

i posted it on my lj account. it's an OK-OK grade. don't have a tres. i got 1.5 for algebra and softball. my highest grade is 1.25 for salvation history(theology); the lowest, zoology for 2.25.

...achievement?

i guess...


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started an LJ account. posted already. still needs some DIY.

sigh... ano pa sense magblog?

oh..before i forget...
about the last two entries regarding me and my relationship with my brothers, i was going for a chain saga there. kaso, pathetic topic. wala ngang nagreact sa inyo e (inyo=mambabasa). speaking of mambabasa, asan kayo?

sigh...ano pa nga ba?

bat bigla akong nag-LJ?
actually dati meron na. kaso dahil nga "complicated", i disregarded the account. why make another and make it work this time?
i was surfing the net and i tumbled on my search's lj. waw...
no more details about this one.

sigh...i'm going back..
back to being a box, all closed and wrapped up. secretive i mean. dati pa naman akong secretive at mapagsarili, i started opening up around 3rd year high school for the sake of trying it out and countering my introvert-ness. and also to get along with friends. kung alam niyo lang nung 2nd year ung ginawa ko with my then-called CLICK barkada. sigh...those days, not worth going back to.

balik sa box si miggy. balik sa sariling mundo...

unless mapipigilan nyo ko? = (

help?


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sigh... i can't help but wonder, what kind of brotherhood do i and my four brothers have? i've seen how close and intimate my friends are with their siblings, and i'm kind of envious with their sibling ties. they're able to make lambing with their older kuya's or ate's and kid their bunso's.
of course doing lambing and pa-sweetums is out of the picture since we're a bunch of guys. but we don't do a "yo bro!" type of bonding. we're more like schoolmates. haha! not even close to busmates.

but we're not like apathetic people. i can still remember way back (centuries ago) then we used to bond a lot. we do stuffs together like play basketball and other larong garahe (di kami kalye boys e), wrestle on the bed, mess with our toys, battle through computer games, tickle each other to death (ako may malakas na kiliti, so ako biktima). even doing house chores together was bonding time. but now, we hardly talk to each other. silence is the only thing going around when we're together. as in deadma, walang pakielamanan. but not to the point that we're total snobs. i guess this because of our contradicting personalities and different interest. hmm...i'm not sure if we are totally of different personalities... we do have a lot in common, but i don't think it's enough to set spark a yo-bro-wazz-happuning kind of discourse.

we're just not vocal with one another, not much of a conference going on not even a rational and intelligent conversation. we all share the same cold shoulder. there was a point in our adolescent lives that we became cold and too-old-enough-to-talk-with-kids. yes...i remember it started with the eldest, then the next, then unto the next..and so on. it's like we just passed it unto the younger sibling. and when its the younger one's turn, he'll return the favor to the elder as he pass it to the younger. i know i did, it was during my sophomore year in highschool. and now, my younger brother is doing it to me. oh, what a fate...so sad...

sigh...is it too late to turn it upside-down? can we still bring back the days when we used to bond through fun and play? yes...i'm hoping that that day will come. di pa naman talaga huli ang lahat. kahit gaano kami kalamig sa isa't isa nakikita ko pa rin na there's still what i call a spark everytime we're together- watching tv, dinning outside, going to our cousins (it's the actual going to our cousins; the travel i mean), going out for rides (as our eldest drives for us). sa mga pinakamabababaw na gawain, doon pa kami nagbo-bonding. or maybe it's just me? in these kinds of activities i indulge in their company. siguro nga ano...we don't have to be vocal, mushy, sentimental and all...we're brothers, even if we're at odds nothing can come between us. mga pa-simple kumbaga...

it's obvious. the only greatest thing we have in common is our not-so-secret-yet-desperately-hidding brotherly love for each other. hahaha!!! so mushi-mushy...eeeeeeew.hahaha!!!
ok na rin ako sa kung anong meron kami, we have something uniquely farfetched relationship.

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I'm a boarder in my own home. I wish. haaay...that house help was surely some help when she's around. but now, we have no idea where the heck she's hiding. hmm...i think she's hiding because she owes my mom a lot of charity-money. err...it's not totally a donation,but still it's help. my mom lends her money for her family problems. and now this is how she repays us? argh! porque di lang siya mapautang ulit ng nanay ko e maglalayas siya! people who borrow - demand, rather - money and run away without paying a single cent are considered thieves! gawd i hate them... thanks to her, i realized that i'm just a boarder in my own home. i only sleep, eat, study, go to school, go out, hang around and especially mess around when she was still here. and now, i'm a yayo!?! but i must say i'm a good yayo.

one ungrateful katulong gone, five yayos in. well, that's what it was supposed to be. but since my siblings are such jerks that they're better off asleep all day. early in the morning i'm the first to wake up. i start the day by sweeping and arranging the ruins from yesterday's chaos. after i've accomplished my glory, all of it comes tumbling down once they've awaken from their beauty slumber. aaargh!!! and when my mom sees the messed THEY've done, she's going to rant in front of ME about how messy WE are and how unhelpful WE've been. WE? sometimes i just hear her say "YOU". hmmph! then she's gonna order around demanding we do OUR chores right and don't leave out other stuff unattended. if one thing's left out, she's gonna holler for US to clean it up, pick it up, wipe it up, fix it up, put it up..and so on. I learned in school that plural form of nouns and pronouns suggest a number of subjects to be more than ONE. then how come WE,US,OUR implies a I,ME and MINE?

before, my parents keep complaining how messy and untidy we (my siblings and I) are. they said we should be responsible for the cleanliness and order of our home. we should do chores on our kusa. instead of going out on weekends, we should stay and help in the house chores. we are not boarders, that's what they've continously said. we are not boarders who just sleep and eat and leave as we please. we don't have anyone to serve us of our needs. we are our own help. what will become of us if we were really boarding in somebody else's house? it would be a shame if we'll be messy and all in somebody's house.

i do get their point and tried to meet their expectations. but now i realized that i'm more a boarder today than the last time. if i will be a boarder, i'd be responsible for my own stuff, i'd be neat and organized and tidy with my own stuff. but since i'm living at home with six family members, we are responsible for our stuffs. i share the sala and tv with them; i dine on the same table with them; we eat with the same set of dinnerwares and bathe in same bathrooms (simultaneously, of course); we walk and trod the same floors and stairs. it's all our stuff, therefore, we (should) share the same responsibilities. and this is where the troubles seeps in. WE (but most of the time, they) are a lazy bunch.

we are like a domino, one's fall is the other's push. if one of us is laze-stricken the other would be stricken as well, that will cause the fall of the whole yayo empire, thus disabling us to fulfill our task and serve our purpose. In turn, displeases our queen and goddess of the house. she'll then unleash her power of destruction, toppling our helpless souls.

a not-so-little exaggeration wouldn't hurt, right? but I guess you get what i'm trying to say. Don't you???

sigh... what really am i? a yayo or a boarder? if i'm a yayo, why don't i get paid for the services i render? but if i'm a boarder, how come i'm being ordered around? what would be best, yayo boarder?

sigh...i'd go for the latter. in fairness, i've always wanted to be in a boarding house. his is no different. i'll just have to imagine that they're completely, bloody unrelated to me and that i'm staying here until i finish my studies. harharhar!!!

i'd definitely go with that!

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dreams…they're killing me. Literally.

it's not unusual for me to have dreams – I mean nightmares- where i'm being pursued by a serial killer; or being robbed-and-stabbed by a black-masked thug; or engaging in a mortal combat, with all the martial arts stuff and weapons, and lose my life in the end.

I always end up dead in my nightmares, whether i've been stabbed to death or simply pushed over an nth storey building. I don't get it with these dreams, why do I have to die? And the only way of saving my life is to wake myself up from these nightmares.

last night, around past midnight i guess, i had this strange dream. at first it was clear to me. i was in quesci for our fifth year. i was still in darwin. cate and steph were there but in a different class. this part of the dream was the fun part. then shift in the environment. there was this high-tech primitive bridges. can't describe it in words...but it was made of bamboo and it was an amazing structure. it was sort of a tunnel. there were gates and guard-like personnel at the end of each segment. And at each gate there was a mortar-like object, more like a thigh bone of a cow, used to bang at the gates for signal purposes, sort of a distress call to alarm other guards of any incident.

in one of the exits, the one I was about to take, there was this guy at the end of the stairs. he seemed to be living in a shanty kiosk, and was preparing a meal for two. he was constantly calling out to, whom it seemed to be, his wife. but it occurred to me he was calling to an absent being. I figured out that there was really no one else with him and that he's kind of delusional. i was frightened by his constant calling out that i informed the guard at my exit. he said i better wait for the authorities just to make sure the crazy guy would do something crazy. So he banged his cow bone in succession to signal near by cohorts. for the meantime he asked me to stay with the other guard on the last exit. As I stayed there I told the other guard about what happened and he insisted that I stay right there. a group of 5 teens were passing by and were heading for the exit I mentioned before. In this group of 4 girls and a guy, none of them were familiar to me; except for one girl who resembled a xientian batchmate and the guy who resembled a cousin.

i warned them of the crazy guy ahead. Then I decided to join the group and I thought it was safe enough since we're a crowd and the crazy guy may not be crazy enough to assault 6 people. There was definitely no hesitation in this decision but the guard asked if we're sure about this. "Positive!" and we formed a line of two, each paired with the other.

we made our way to the exit in our formation of pairs and found that the guard who'd been there had left and the crazy guy was nowhere to be found. We thought maybe he was already taken care of. That's what we thought. As we got off the stairs one of the girls looked back and saw the guard as well as his brains, as his body was tied up to a fence. His head had been bashed with the cow bone that it busted his brains out. We started to "stay calm!" amidst the panic we're in. we started to dart to the next footbridge. I could hear my heart pounding hard in my dream body and in my real body. I was starting to feel chronic pains and experience heavy breathing as we were running towards the next stairs. I was in the rear end of the line paired with the other guy. And as we were running through the stairs I can sense that something was already behind me and I started to run what it seemed to be in slow-mo. But I was the only one slowing down and eventually being far behind the others. At this point I was really in pain, and having trouble breathing. I didn't dare to look back for I sensed that I was only arm-reach from the crazy guy. And he was already trying to reach me from behind…

No…no…please…

I suddenly just opened my eyes.

Panting and totally freaked out… still lying on my side, I looked around my dark room. It seemed to me that the crazy guy was in the room. I shut my eyes but to my shock I have to open it up again. My dream was still running through my mind…I was still running for my life even though i'm already awake and conscious. I dared myself to finish the nightmare just this once and see what's in store in the end. But every time I close my eyes my chest pains would just stabbed me. I can't finished this nightmare in this condition. I just kept my eyes wide open even though they're shutting on their own. I was in pain and couldn't come up with something to save myself from the terror in my dream and in reality.

After I've calmed myself, which took almost half an hour, I dozed off… into a deep, dreamless sleep.


...napuyat ako dun ah...i think a cup will keep me awake.
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picture picture!!!
pati profile ko sa friendster ginawa kong photo album. yokong gamitin ung photo album talaga e.

linTech! dapat magkaroon na ko neto!!!

moviescapade -cinemanila film fest, oct12-25.weeeh! movie trip!

i'm only going for the opening and closing films though.

lipad na lipad na ko. here's some "clue" about the country i'm dying to fly to:

ayan na. nakasulat kung anong country.basa nyo ba? kakatuwa..inaral ko pa pagbabasa niyang nung summer.

can you read it? yan ang katumbas ng marcos tomb sa bansang gusto kong liparan.

bali-balleT buto. uso to sa bansang nais ko.

yan na muna for now. next time, sana pictures taken through my phone na ung ma-post ko dito. hehehe..

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how i wish...

• this coming sembreak, i'll be able to buy my phone. long due na kasi e.
• after having the phone, i'm gonna save up for a plane ticket. hopefully payagan ako ng parents ko na lumipad dun kahit mag-isa. (waw! so adventurous!)
• to have my own place..an apartment or condo perhaps, where i can live all by myself. but of course, there's room for a friend. dapat matupad to right after i graduate.

that's my top3 how-i-wish-so-badly.pero syempre kailangan nasa tuktok ito ng listahan..

how i wish money was no option.

ano ba pinaka-high quality coffee sa mundo? tendency, yun din pinaka-expensive.

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isa pa for today.
di ko maintindihan to. pero gusto ko lang ung family ethics nila.harharhar.
nagsasayang lang talaga ko oras at pinagsasamantalahan ang free internet sa library.

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ang alamat ng no'
by Vincent Haoson

Isang araw ay naglalakad si Shiela (Ninu-NO) sa mundo ni Santo Tomas. May nakilala siyang isang makisig na prinsipe/rockstar na nakasuot ng golden brown na turban. Ang pangalan nya ay "Honey". Nagkatitigan ang kanilang mga mata at nagkagustuhan. Dahil sa kanilang pag-ibig nabuo si Jenny (Piano-NO). Iniwan ni "Honey" ang kanyang mag-ina.

Naglakbay sina Shiela at Jenny sa gubat ni Tomas. Sa ika-211 na puno, biglang sumulpot si Van-Van, isang RH. Napaibig si Shiela at nabuo naman si Grace (Pipi-NO). Nag-away si Van-Van at si Shiela. Iniwan muli si Shiela. Habang natutulog ang tatlong mag-ina, may sumapi na matinding enerhiya kay Jenny, pagkatapos biglang nabuo si Maureen (Toci-NO). Pagkalabas ni Mau sa sinapupunan ni Jenny, biglang nanganak si Mau at nilabas nya si Haoson (Ab-NO).

3 months old si Haoson ng makilala nya si Denise (Ka-NO). Nagkagustuhan sila, ngunit hanggang ngayon ay di pa rin nag-aaminan. Sa mga oras na ito ay nagsusuntukan silang dalawa. Minsan kurutan, tadyakan at hampasan din. Dahil sa mga hampasan na iyon ay nabuo si Chuchie (Pasimu-NO). Ang current love interest ni Choochoo ngayon ay isang Bi-abas na ang favorite subject any Bi-ology.

Habang naglalakbay silang mag-anak ay nakilala nila si Alex (Bru-NO). Dahil sobrang suave ni Alex (hehe), napaibig nya si Grace at di nagtagal sinagot ni Grace si Alex. Dahil masyadong mapusok ang dalawa, nabuo si Matt (Pu-NO). 3 taon sa E.R. si Grace, para lang ilabas si matt sa pamamagitan ng caesarian delivery.

Sa mga oras na ito ay sinasagupa ng NO family ang hirap ng kolehiyo. Walang takot na hinaharap at tinatawanan ang pagsubok at sama-samang bumabagsak.


The No family's code of Ethics:

1. We don't do stalking, we do investigative journalism.
2. We don't do backstabbing, we use euphemisms.
3. We don't gossip, we exchange information.
4. We don't eavesdrop, we hear stuff by mere coincidence.

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dapat meron ata tong picture kasi under photo gallery ng site e. kaso wala namang pics.
siguro ung mga likhang karakter na yan ay mga tagapangalaga ng site. siguro lang. malay ko ba.

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dahil free internet ulit sa library, heto na muna.
waw...asteeg meron kaming ganito sa website ng uste. waw...
kakatuwa naman.
pero mukhang di para sa akin ito kahit na capricorn nga.

Capricorn (Dec22-Jan20)
If your special someone is away, you are with his friend. If he is here with you, you’re ignoring his friend. Stop shifting. Be loyal and faithful.
Shift

I-personalize ang wrapping ng iyong mga regalo. Gumamit ng mga magaganda at aktibong kulay tulad ng orange, yellow at red.
Lucky Ribbon: Rafia

Iwasang bumili ng orange na tshirt. Kung meron ka man, huwag mong suutin ito. Lucky Worm: Book Worm
Huwag magdadala ng masyadong malaking bag. Iwasan din ang matitingkad na kulay. Go with black and brown.
Lucky Color: White

Makipagbati na sa iyong kaaway. Huwag ng paabutin ng Pasko. Magparehistro na rin para makaboto na.
Lucky Man: Data Man

Gumising ng maagang-maaga para magtext sa channel 2 at makapanalo ng ticket sa concert nina vaness. Wear something apple green.
Lucky Blonde: Cameron Diaz

Bumili ng madaming beads at gumawa ng mahabang necklace. Gamitin ito pang-aacent sa iyong uniform. Gumawa na rin ng hikaw at anklet to match. Orange ang piliin na kulay.
Lucky cd: SONY

Huwag palalampasin ang mga bagong movie na lalabas para naman hindi ka ma-OP pag nag-uusap ang mga friends mo. Bumili ng bagong nobela na babasahin.
Lucky Station: RX 93.1

mamaya na ung update. nasa bahay kasi.

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