One word: Outrage.

Details:

Came up with a list of possible topics for my research paper. (Super cool ang mga ginawa kong titles. As in really unique)

All of them were REJECTED (ouch!) except one (about Marie Antoinette)

Tanglaw wasn't finished yet. No cover title. Etc. Etc.

The Next Day:

Came up with another list of possible topics (this time, with simple titles only)

ALL REJECTED.

("Ano ba talaga!??????!!!!!!!!!! Yung mga magagandang topics lahat na-reject! ANO BA TALAGA!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!")

Gave up. Whatever.

Excused from Chinese class to help with Tanglaw layout (Whenever I hear the word Tanglaw, it just makes me wince)

SO PISSED OFF WITH _________ AND THOSE GOOD-FOR-NOTHING LAZY ASS FRESHMEN MEMBERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We were almost finished with laying out articles when...

MISTER I'M-TOO-COOL-FOR-YA CAME IN.

Mister I'm-too-cool-for-ya: "Halika na nga J_____!!!! Bilisan mo!!!! Alis na tayooooo!!!!!"

J____: ..... (ignores Mister I'm-too-cool-for-ya)

Mr. ITCFY: "Hoy J____!!!! Bilisan mo na nga dyan!!!!! Alis na tayo! Nagmamadali ako!!! Patay na ako sa mama koooooo!!!!"

J_____: WAIT!!!!

Mr. ITCFY: "OOOOOOOOYYYYYY!!!!!"

Josephine: "Uy, J_____, ayusin mo tong layout!

Me: OO NGAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! (parinig kay Mr. ITCFY)

Mr. ITCFY: "Alis na nga ako, J_____! Bahala ka na mag-isa umuwi!"

Me: *Bastard*

What the fuck was that!? Eh we needed to finish it this afternoon eh! Deadline na namin! Di ba niya naisip iyon!? Tsaka J_____ was the only layout editor sa OSA kanina! O sino mag-aayos ng layout pag wala na siya?! Fuck that bastard talaga! Ano yon, kailangan niya pa si J_____ para maging BODYGUARD niya?! Well, tutal he's just a scared little whiner baby kaya siguro ayaw niyang umuwi mag-isa lalo na't it was getting awfully dark. (mga 6:00pm yun) DIYOS KO!!!!!! Super Mr. Acting-like-a-mighty-tough-guy siya sa classroom pero sa totoo kailangan pa niya si J____ para mag-protect sa kanya!? He's just a shitload full of stinky shit! (I know it's redundant!)

Grabe. I wanted to spit in his smug ugly face. Really.

I was just so angry the whole day. Still am.

PCHS Security Guard: (looks at ID) O! Diba dapat may blue yan?
ME: Huh? Ah kasi half-day lang ang mga 4th yr. ngayon. Nag-exam lang kasi kami e.
PCHSSG: (looks bewildered) ???
ME: Nag-test lang kami ng NCAE.
PCHSSG: Ahh. Lahat ng 4th yr.?
ME: (nods)
PCHSSG: Ahh okey. (lets us off)

Nyahahahahahahahhaha!!!! Maaaan, that felt good! Hihi wala kaming Chinese classes ngayon!!! Yehey!

*remembers CAT tomorrow*




...groans... +_+

Omigaaad! I've finally done it! I've finished writing my three, YES, THREEEEE, articles for Tanglaw!!! Yippeeyooyippeeyay! And I thought I wasn't gonna pass anything! Hahahahahahaha!!! Because of the pressure, expectations and motivation from friends...I HAVE FINALLY DONE IT! Omigod I'm so happy! LOLOLOL.

I got *ahem* a nicely written editorial and 2 friggin' news pieces! I know. Compared to the stuff I did last year (I wrote like 3-5 articles per issue, I think), they weren't much, but who effin' CARES?! =P




CONCLUSION: Procrastination is my best friend.

I have no inspiration right now. Oh, believe me, it's not like i-don't-have-a-crush-right-now-i-think-im-gonna-get-one. Because I DO have lots of crushes. Gaspard Ulliel, for instance.

What I mean is that nothing fills up my soul anymore. Every thing's oh so bland. So boring. I feel numb. Nothing. Not a single nerve in my body seems to be responding anymore. I think I'm paralyzed. Really.

I thought I might get inspired with the film, "Paris, je t'aime", but no. I did get a little bit emotional when I saw the film, but right now, it's all back to normal. This writer's block thing is really annoying me. No words come out except when I'm writing in this blog. But who would wanna hear about my rants, complaints and random blah blah blahs in a school paper? No one. The whole student body will think I'm a crazy hag.

Look. See. I'm just rambling about nothing. Just spontaneous words. No meaning, whatsoever. I need to find photographs. Good ones, of course. I know they're the only ones that can erase this loneliness, this feeling of anxiety I've been having ever since... who knows when.

This 6-day weekend (thanks to Bagyong Egay) made me think a lot. Stuff that I didn't care about. Stuff that I decided to ignore. Everything that's been bugging me. They made me feel a whole lot worse because of the HUGE pressure they had on me. Still have.

I really wish this phase (or whatever it is) would fade away now, because I wanna go back to being my carefree old self. NOW.

GaAaAAAaaHhhhH!!! I still CanNOT believe that Evan Rachel Wood is going out with Marilyn Manson. I mean, can you even imagine? I can't. Manson says that Wood is his soulmate.

Excuse me while I puke. *moment of silence*



Ok, back to the topic. I do like Evan Rachel Wood. She's one of the most fantastic actresses of her generation. Remember the music video, "Wake Me Up When September Ends" and the movie, "Thirteen"? Yeah, she's that girl. And do you remember her love interest in the "September" video? Jamie Bell, that's who. Well, he was her first love (she even tattooed his initial on her ankle), and I approved of the coupling, since, well, I adore Jamie Bell too. He's equally wonderful as an actor. He was the kid in "Billy Elliot", by the way. So anyway, maybe I'm just disappointed that Evan replaced Jamie with Marilyn Manson.

UGH. *still nauseating*

I've got tickets to the Fall Out Boy concert this September in Araneta Coliseum! Whoopieeee!!!

My mom will chaperon me, so.... *silence*...

ANYWAAAAY, rocking out and singing at the top of my lungs is another topic. I kinda feel shy and quiet around my mom. *sighs* I mean, who goes to a rock concert with a parent? NO ONE. Ok, maybe there are little pre-pubescent kids who do, but a 16-year-old like me? Naaah. Not likely.

Oh well, at least I'm going to a FOB concert!!! *faints* +_+

From Paris, Je T'aime.

Another one of my favorites from the film, Paris Je T'aime. Enjoy!

J'adore (I adore) this film! You should see it, guys. It's about Paris, the city of love. It's actually an anthology of 18 (originally 20) segments or short films compiled in one beautiful French movie. The main theme here is LOVE. Different kinds of it are portrayed in every segment, and each one is just as moving, funny, unpredictable and heartwarming as the next. Mind you, I don't use the word "heartwarming" very often, so you MUST see it! Anyway, this clip here (Quais de Seine)is one of my favorite segments of the film. Leila Bekhti is gorgeous. Plus, Cyril Descours is, dare I say it, super cute. >_< (NO SUBTITLES. SO SORRY!!! IT'S THE ONLY ONE I COULD FIND IN YOUTUBE)

Happy 100th Post, bloggie!!!

My Blogspot, not Multiply. Confused? Kasi there's this feature in Multiply where I can both post my entries in Blogspot and Multiply at the same time. Para 'di doble ang trabaho. Get it? Oh wellll...

GAWD. This is my 100th post, and I couldn't even post anything dramatic. Ugh. What's wrong with me?! Actually, I've been thinking about this hundredth-post thing for quite a while now. What should I post? Something moving? Funny perhaps? But then, a second before I hit the "Create New Post" button, I thought, Fuck it.

If you think that was dramatic, then I applaud you for being sympathetic. It's just that things aren't ... I dunno, worth writing about. I couldn't think of anything that deserves to be posted in my 100th entry.

I know.

I'm suffering from the most dreadful thing that could ever happen to me.

Ugh. I even hate the term, too.

Writer's block.

The words that only deserve to be whispered.

The deadline for Tanglaw articles is TWO fucking days from now.

Still haven't written anything.

I'm the editor-in-chief, by the way.




I know. It's sad, right? Sometimes I think I don't deserve it. *sighs*