The most depressing christmas yet

For one thing, I do not feel that it's christmas.. the cool christmas breeze was there, but the feeling just isn't right...

another reason is that I'm all alone at home.. There's food that I can eat.. alone.. but that would just be sad.

I could spend it with my neighbors, but they just left to go to mass and the other one is sleeping and says she'll wake up around 11:30

I'm really really sleepy...

A friend and I just chatted about how depressing my everyday routine with my parents is.

and well that's about it...

and let me say this again, as I said it last year.

I know there are people with problems worse than mine, I'm sorry but I'm not them... I understand that they're going through a tough time, maybe even tougher... I appreciate what I have, but that doesn't mean I won't be annoyed at the problems I have

I don't get your logic

So my mom rented a condo in Manila Residences which means that's where I'll be staying for most of my 3rd term... I then asked her "when should I go home?" The logical answer would be every wednesday and saturday.. or at least saturday... since I might need to be in school on wednesdays...

Mom: Sunduin ka na lang namin nang Sunday tapos labas tayo
Me: So ang mangyayari niyan, hindi na ako uuwi buong term?
Mom: Hassle sa pinsan mo kung uuwi ka pa every saturday.. mahihirapan lang yun
Me: Ma, sinusundo ako nun tuwing umuuwi ako.. 6 days a week... eh eto 1 day a week na lang nga eh, pano yun naging hassle?

So I'm trying to finish my 30 day challenge blog post.. I was leaning on the wall when I noticed that there was this odd sensation on my left side.. it was as if something was tickling me... I tried to touch it then it moved to my right side..

then it scurried off behind my pillow...

damn rats..

hahahaha..

I had a dream last night which involved my family, WG and my HS classmates

My family and I were in this hotel room. I don't really know what we were doing there, but nearly everyone was there (This was probably because I was with my family on my mother's side last night..). So we had this idea to go to an amusement park. So I packed my bags (my explanation why I did that will come later) and left the hotel room carrying two strollers which in a few seconds turned into backpacks...

So we went to the MRT and my family magically turned into Lorri , Angie and Blanche.. we were seated on a bench waiting for a skip train to arrive. Everyone was just talking nonsense until a train which had seats in it came. I pulled Lorri's arm and everyone followed. Lorri and Angie were able to sit, but Blanche and I had to stand by the door. Blanche recognized someone in the train, I wasn't totally sure who it was but from the outfit, I could tell it was Pau.

So I went down the MRT, alone (idk why) if I remember correctly I either went down Ortigas or Santolan station. I had a DSLR with me which made me nervous because I don't want people seeing I had one. They might steal it from me or worse, kill me for it. So I panicked and panicked. I walked back and forth, up and down the MRT stairs. Then i realized, I still had my backpack with me. So I place it in there.

I was then trying to cross the road when I heard two familiar voices from behind me; Celdran and Tim. I pretended not to know them. Apparently, they were also planning to go to the amusement park so an idea hit me "what if I went with them?"

Just then, as we were crossing the streets, 4 motorcycles were about to pass (the motorcycles i'm talking about aren't the ones we see here in the Philippines. I meant those biker gang motorcycles you see in TV). They beeped and yelled at me to move faster. I was frozen in shock because of two things; I'm sometimes scared to cross the road especially if someone beeps at me like that and the voice of the person shouting was the voice of my other Xavier classmate, Austin. They stopped abruptly behind me and gave Celdran and Tim a ride. Then they went off.

Here comes the amusement park part of the dream which is the weirdest part of the dream. I'll still try to make sense of it, but I believe that that is a lost cause.. hahaha

So do you remember me packing my bag? well apparently, that was because I was a performer in the amusement park along with a few other WG people...

So the performance was on water and everyone had a part in it. Everyone was a "transformer" of sorts since they had to wear this animal costume which was mechanical and with a  press of a button, it lets them out in a transformer kind of transformation way.. hahahaha

The show was multilingual so there were shiftings.. I was part of the Chinese and English shows so I stayed in the water for two shifts..

After every showing, everyone is introduced one by one (That's when they "transform") and Silver had something to say. He grabbed the microphone, and said that he had just gotten a new tattoo. He then dove into the water which cut through the back of his shirt.

After that, everyone went into the dressing room and that's when the phone woke me up.

Of Papers and of Bob Ong (again)

Good news, I'm halfway done with it! yay!

bad news, I'm only halfway done with it and I'm too lazy to continue :(

Of School Uniforms

I don't really know what it is about uniforms that make me have a crush on people more.. but DEAR GOD, school uniforms... it's like a PEDOBEAR MAGNET =)))

Yes, I admit to being a Pedobear of sorts..

Of First Kisses

Currently watching iCarly.. it's the episode where Freddy and Sam first kiss...

it makes me wonder "when will I get my first kiss?"

or if I'll ever get a kiss at all..

EHHH.. being emo again..

Of Bob Ong Again

If anyone is thinking of buying me a christmas gift, how about Bob Ong's new book, Lumayo Ka Nga Sa Akin?

LOLOLOL...

I'd probably buy it tomorrow when I get to school though.. hahahaha

Of Papers and of Bob Ong

So I'm currently procrastinating from writing this paper about Bob Ong and two of his books. I need ten pages which is due tomorrow. I only have 1 page so far. (and no, title page, table of contents, reference, and appendix arenot included in those ten pages)

Oh well, I think I can make it... I still need to learn about Marxist Criticism first though..

RAAARRGGGHHH

I wish I could just not pass this final paper and still get a passing grade (like in my Great Works class.. hahaha)