Dearest blog reader,
I think I'm gonna switch to another blog host. Why? Dunno. It's a fad? Well, something like that. Something just pissed me off.
-suezo94-
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Mindoro - Day 1
Dearest blog reader,
So my famiglia and I are here in Oriental Mindoro. We didn't bring the car with us but good thing my lola's brother lent theirs. Anyway, so far so good. By the way, on the way here, we rode this van. And then there was this old guy (81 years old) who sat next to me. He scared the hell out of me when he suddenly twitched violently. I found out that he's hypersensitive to touch. And here's the thing: this conductor guy who constantly opened the door was being punched every time he brushes his skin on the old guy's arm. Ohoho. Poor conductor. I had to make sure that there was this gap between the old guy and me. I don't wanna be punched by his hypersensitive twitching. Gahahahaha.
Anywaaay, we just got home from our one-of-a-kind nipa hut. Yuhh. Not really bragging but it's not your average, one-storey kubo. Well.... Ayun. We got tons of coconuts. Gahahaha. Aaaaand. Um. We went to this cool river. It was shallow (up to the knee til chest, varied depths) but the current was relatively strong. Yuhh. I mean if you would lie down and sleep, you'll wake up on some deserted place at the river's tail. So yeah...... Funfun.
I'm still bitter with regards to my grades. Sheesh. I predict a lower average and a lower ranking. Well, one of the tests was too damn hard. So yeah. Arrivederci for now. Thank you, Smart Bro. Gahahaha.
-suezo94-
P.S.
Feel free to send me text messages.
So my famiglia and I are here in Oriental Mindoro. We didn't bring the car with us but good thing my lola's brother lent theirs. Anyway, so far so good. By the way, on the way here, we rode this van. And then there was this old guy (81 years old) who sat next to me. He scared the hell out of me when he suddenly twitched violently. I found out that he's hypersensitive to touch. And here's the thing: this conductor guy who constantly opened the door was being punched every time he brushes his skin on the old guy's arm. Ohoho. Poor conductor. I had to make sure that there was this gap between the old guy and me. I don't wanna be punched by his hypersensitive twitching. Gahahahaha.
Anywaaay, we just got home from our one-of-a-kind nipa hut. Yuhh. Not really bragging but it's not your average, one-storey kubo. Well.... Ayun. We got tons of coconuts. Gahahaha. Aaaaand. Um. We went to this cool river. It was shallow (up to the knee til chest, varied depths) but the current was relatively strong. Yuhh. I mean if you would lie down and sleep, you'll wake up on some deserted place at the river's tail. So yeah...... Funfun.
I'm still bitter with regards to my grades. Sheesh. I predict a lower average and a lower ranking. Well, one of the tests was too damn hard. So yeah. Arrivederci for now. Thank you, Smart Bro. Gahahaha.
-suezo94-
P.S.
Feel free to send me text messages.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Pissed off.
ARGH.
Okay, so a lot of people just finished their crappy business in my room. Not to mention all the ransacking they did. Sheesh.
Okay, so a lot of people just finished their crappy business in my room. Not to mention all the ransacking they did. Sheesh.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Weather.....
Are you the.....
Sky?
Rain, Storm, Cloud, Sun, Mist and Lightning, he influences all of them. He understands and accepts all of them.
Storm?
Continuously at the heart of the attack, the storm of raging waves that never rest.
Rain?
Squaring the accounts washing away the blood spilled, the requiem rain.
Sun?
Destroying the misfortune that attacks the family with their own body, they become the sun that brightly shines upon an area.
Cloud?
To be the aloof, drifting clouds who protects the family from an independent standpoint, and whom nothing can ever bind.
Lightning?
He must not only take the Lightning, but also the damage of the family, like a Lightning rod.
Mist?
Creating something from nothing, and nothing from something, thus bewildering the enemy. Rendering the family's true form intangible with vision of deceit.
"Protecting the family from an independent standpoint and whom nothing can ever bind."
Sky?
Rain, Storm, Cloud, Sun, Mist and Lightning, he influences all of them. He understands and accepts all of them.
Storm?
Continuously at the heart of the attack, the storm of raging waves that never rest.
Rain?
Squaring the accounts washing away the blood spilled, the requiem rain.
Sun?
Destroying the misfortune that attacks the family with their own body, they become the sun that brightly shines upon an area.
Cloud?
To be the aloof, drifting clouds who protects the family from an independent standpoint, and whom nothing can ever bind.
Lightning?
He must not only take the Lightning, but also the damage of the family, like a Lightning rod.
Mist?
Creating something from nothing, and nothing from something, thus bewildering the enemy. Rendering the family's true form intangible with vision of deceit.
"Protecting the family from an independent standpoint and whom nothing can ever bind."
La Plethora.....
Dearest blog reader,
I just asked a few of my classmates to give me Mare and Vongola Rings on my birthday. Talk about being child-at-heart! Gahahaha.
Anyway, we had our recollection last Thursday which lasted for two days and one night. It was about rejection and, boy, did we feel it! Hahi. I won't share much due to the sensitivity of the issues. So yeah..... I just felt that last year's was happier and more ummm..... absorbable because last year's theme was something about friendship. So yeah. That's that. I still like my second year in High School. Ohohoho. It's not like I lost people's spirits..... It's just....the change that I've been talking about since the dawn of my Junior life. Gahahaha.
Nuff drama. I just settled my mind not to join a certain news writing contest due to the fact that the Second Periodical Tests are imminent. I just have this strong inkling that my grades'll be underwater if I don't attend the regular classes......especially in AA. I hate AA. Gahahaha. It's too damn hard for my mind to process.
I don't see why my friends love AA better than Geometry. Hmp. Well..... That's that. I'll leave it here. Arrivederci.
-suezo94-
P.S.
One of my classmates (Snarf) just spelled arrivederci as "aribedaci". It made me laugh. Gahahaha. Ayun. That's that.
I just asked a few of my classmates to give me Mare and Vongola Rings on my birthday. Talk about being child-at-heart! Gahahaha.
Anyway, we had our recollection last Thursday which lasted for two days and one night. It was about rejection and, boy, did we feel it! Hahi. I won't share much due to the sensitivity of the issues. So yeah..... I just felt that last year's was happier and more ummm..... absorbable because last year's theme was something about friendship. So yeah. That's that. I still like my second year in High School. Ohohoho. It's not like I lost people's spirits..... It's just....the change that I've been talking about since the dawn of my Junior life. Gahahaha.
Nuff drama. I just settled my mind not to join a certain news writing contest due to the fact that the Second Periodical Tests are imminent. I just have this strong inkling that my grades'll be underwater if I don't attend the regular classes......especially in AA. I hate AA. Gahahaha. It's too damn hard for my mind to process.
I don't see why my friends love AA better than Geometry. Hmp. Well..... That's that. I'll leave it here. Arrivederci.
-suezo94-
P.S.
One of my classmates (Snarf) just spelled arrivederci as "aribedaci". It made me laugh. Gahahaha. Ayun. That's that.
Monday, September 28, 2009
We feel your fury but....
Have we really been THAT bad?
Starting September 26, 2009, Tropical Typhoon Ketsana (locally Ondoy) started pouring its anger over Luzon. I really thought it was just your typical, Pacific storm but I had an inkling that that one was worse since it had been raining for five hours already. I felt a sting of its fury when my classmate told me that their relatives living in Marikina were already on the second floor of their house: their furniture and appliances soaked underwater, their two cars flowing like boats out of control. Geez.
I read in the Internet that that flood was, by far, THE worst flooding in any Filipino's living memory. Anyway, I just remembered writing this essay about nature. Of course, it wasn't unlikely for me NOT to reminisce the thing I wrote about nature striking back. The thought just struck Cerebro. Have we, Filipinos, been THAT bad towards nature? Honestly, lots of people have been wondering whether that moment was the apocalypse or something like that. Well, I can feel their pain. Imagine: being stuck on your roof amidst all that muddy, mosquito-infested water and you're plunged in darkness. You'd be considered fortunate if you had someone by your side while stuck on your roof. I mean.... What about those people stuck by themselves? Wouldn't they feel alone and feel that hopeless despair? Geez. What they did is hard, indeed.
Anyway, by four o'clock Saturday, my classmate (yes, the same one at that) sent another text message stating that their relatives were already on the third floor of their neighbor's house. I was like "Third floor?! Is that even possible?!" but it came to me that their place IS Marikina and it IS near a river. So..... Heck. I'm plainly stunned with this situation.
Yesterday, I learned from my mom that my dad's aunt (therefore my grandmother) and her family were in a hotel. Of course, your first reaction'll be "Hotel?! At a time like this?!". Yeah. Well, I learned that they evacuated because the aggressive water had already breached their gates. So yeah..... Nice thinking, yo.
I just watched news a while ago. (Yay cable.) I saw these military people and the Red Cross people doing their job. I guess it is during times like these that we can see the true colors of those who really care for the welfare of this nation. The fact that the government did something good made me smile a bit. And the fact that the opposition disappeared from public view just made me curse their speeches. I came to a conclusion that these damned, disappearing people should be tied to ant-infested trees. The heck. They have seemingly good speeches and hypocritical campaigns during the campaign period. Well, where are these people when you need their help? Tch.
Anyway, I also received a link connected to websites containing pictures of our flooded school. When my classmates told me (over the ym) that the second floor of the Preschool building was flooded, I honestly concluded that they were overreacting and exaggerating...... Then I saw this picture. Heck, our field was flooded! And by flooded, I mean flooded! But I think it's just a few inches up, though. I still can't believe the fact that field covered with grass and trees can be turned to a five-inch deep lake. Geez.
Wow. Dearest nature, I know how we've been cruel to you for the past decades and I feel your fury now. You returned to us what we recklessly gave you: filth. Now that I've literally witnessed garbage flowing from the mountains and I've seen what you've done, I just hope that this incident will serve as an effective warning for the world: that nature doubles the force of its retaliation. Well, we can't undo anything now. Let's just pray for the victims. And by pray, not just clasping our hands together and saying a few empty words. Let's pray and give those words we utter a bit (or a lot) of concentration. I hope you participate in the 10 o'clock prayer that was organized a while ago. Let's just change for the b
-suezo94-
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