Darn this day!

A lousy day this is. I hate it - terrible, it was. So much for waking up in the morning wonderfully. First, I woke up with my elder sister with a fever. She really had to go to school now, so I was really bummed. Pity her, you know. Then, when I got to the commuting station (near McDonald's and Caltex), I realized that I didn't have what my adviser told me to bring -->(an introduction about OFWs). So I had to waste money, time, effort and everything for that measly paper. I even cried on the way home.

Then, when I got to school, I was almost late. Can you imagine?! Not only that, but we, everyone from the school, had to stand up at the front of the school to pray the Rosary. It's actually the International World Peace Day. But I don't feel so peaceful at all..No. I feel angry and irritated and it's really HOT! So hot that I could only wish for an air conditioned classroom. But unfortunately, even though my school is a private one, we don't have air conditioned classrooms. Honestly, the library, the prayer room, the Principal's office and President's office are the only ones that have air conditions in it.

Then when I got back home, I see my sister. Supposedly, she'd have to go home around 7 cause she's already in College, but she got a permit to get home early. She has a fever, and the last time I checked her temperature, it was 38 degrees. Then, my papa (as I am used to calling my dad), wouldn't fix up a good, hot soup for my poor sister. Instead, she had to eat rice and beef steak. And believe me, when you're sick, you can't find the strength to swallow it up.

And then when I got to the computer, my dad said that there would be a new policy: No using the computer unless it's a dire emergency (which means READ: ONLY ASSIGNMENTS AND HOMEWORKS ARE ALLOWED TO BE DONE IN THE COMPUTER. ANYTHING LESS IMPORTANT THAN THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE.). Then he said that using the computer with things not so much important (like updating your Blog or something else), could be done every other day. Imagine that?! I couldn't even squeeze everything that I want to do in an hour a day, now it's an hour every other day?!?!

I can't take this anymore. Using the computer is my life. They can't do this to me. But what can I say? My father is the law here at this house, and I must obey the rules. Therefore I must obey my dad. It's hard on my chest, you know, cause the only entertainment I get from this house is using the computer, then because of just a command from my dad, I am almost taken away from my hobby. This is the only thing that keeps me sane, what with projects, homeworks, and other schoolwork. I mean, come on, my parents are hoping that I get somewhere (READ: TOP FIVE) in school. But remember a saying that "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy". Change the name and that saying might as well apply for me. I am completely, utterly angry about this. And to think I'm smart and all, and my parents are trying to take me out of my computer hobby. Then what if I'm dumb? An idiot? Would I be taken away from the television set (well hello, I already am taken away from it. Nearly every night my dad and uncle gets the tube all to themselves), computer, video games, et cetera??? I can't possibly take it.

And know what thought I have that makes it all worse?

That I can't do anything about it. Nothing. Because my dad the authority. When he says so, he says so. I can't argue (and when I do, I get into big trouble) with it. I can't.

I hate my life. Well...most of it.

And this is one part of my life that makes me realize that life does SUCK. Totally.

As what was said by my sister

A very cute one with pants so small and square...with friends so cute (ermm...talking about Patrick). Who is it?

SPONGEBOB!

Hehe...I have never really liked Spongebob that much...only my sister got the hang of it (obssessed, I see), so that obssession was passed unto me...dunno how, dunno why. But anyways, I've been keen on watching episodes of it now. I think I'm lesser of an Amazing Race fan and becoming more of a Spongebob fan more than ever. Oh, and I have loved As Told by Ginger.

Whoops...gotta go... :)

Baking Day

We baked today...such fun I had! I was doing all the mixing, and the pouring, the baking...et cetera... I realized that I love baking!!!!!!!!! Hehe...I'll be looking forward to baking schiffon cake... :)

Rainy Day

It had been a very exhausting day. Memorable, yet exhausting. We had performed/practiced dances and it was really cool to just go with the flow of the music and dance. I loved dancing Reggae and Cha-cha... hehe... And then there was that terrible storm. I hate it. But it was funny, you know, since I had the great chance to be close with my friends again. :)

Even if it rained, and I was soaked to death, I was very happy. I enjoyed this day. Well...maybe except for the fact that LoML was hardly present in school. He's a varsity player for Basketball, you see, and they had a game today...I didn't see him that much - only in the morning, about 6:50 and once around 3:30. That's horrible, to say the least. My heart was crying out loud for him.

Of Dewberries, Nats, and LoMLs...

These past few days have been taken into account by this writer. I don't know when, where, why or how it started, but it seemed like all I ever do was think about grades, LoML, and internet. And it went round and round, every single day that came to my life. Grades - well...I did not get my report card due to that stupid PTA thing they have at school. I h8 it, to say the least. Then LoML - he had been tugging at my heartstrings the very minute I came to school last June, and until now that tugging-action-thing that he does to me doesn't stop! I'm getting more and more in love with him yet I get even more frustrated cause I know I couldn't be the girl of his dreams anytime of the day. That was a hard blow to my ego, and my own self.

And then here comes Garfield. He has many nicknames, you see. I've named him Aqua when I was a freshman, Garfield was what they called him back in Grade School, my friend calls him Dewberry (obviously because he's like a Dewberry - yummy and uber delicious), and I call him Nats. I think my calling him Nats is way too obvious, since the first syllable of his surname sounds like that (take away 's' and it will be). He, like LoML, has been tugging at my heartstrings these days. Believe me, I have been daydreaming about him, clad in his sports wear (love it when he's practicing at school).

And then I saw this uber gross thing while I was on my way to home. I'm commuting, you see, so I got a chance to have a ride with this college couple. The young lady was very pretty, with a pale face and oriental eyes. She wasn't that tall, but heck, she was beautiful. The guy, on the other hand, was tall. About 5'11", I think. But he wasn't at all handsome. He had these two huge front teeth, and his face (sorry, but I just noticed) wasn't symmetrical. I mean, for a couple, they look like black and white, milk and coffee, you know - opposites. But how did I even know that they're a couple? Well...aside from the fact that they were close (very...you know, her leg and thigh were brushing his), they were talking in low voices and holding hands. What an interesting couple, I thought. Then, without further ado, the guy started to pick on his nose! I mean, publicly, picking, taking off boogers (sorry for the language...) from his nose...Eww...

Now I realize that true love doesn't really count on looks. :)

About Today

Nothing much to say, actually. :) I was bummed just this morning because I couldn't possibly get my report card - and I had been waiting to see it. I really, really really wanted to know if my grades are low or not. So far, I only know my grades in three subjects: English, Chemistry and Computer. Other than that I know zilch. Nada. Oh well...if that stupid Parent-Teacher's Association Meeting will be held everytime the report cards will be released, then I'm doomed. I won't see my report card. Buh-bye, report card.

Anyways, I finished reading another Sidney Sheldon novel. It was entitled 'Tell Me Your Dreams'. Imagine, I finished it for less than a day. Hehe...it was that good. I liked it so much, and by Monday I'll return that to the Library and borrow another one. Hehe... :)

Watched The Terminal just today. Loved it. Catherine-Zeta Jones is beautiful, as always. Her wig (I believe it is) doesn't look like one. Tom Hanks is wonderful. Loved his role. Oh, and that guy from Dirty Dancing 2? Yup, he's there. :)

4th of September

Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday To Me!!!!!

I am so happy...well, not exactly. I just realized that I AM OFFICIALLY FIFTEEN - whoa!!!!!! Hehe...bring in the good things about getting older. Wait, does getting older have a good side in it? Nah. I just...get older. That's all. Nothing new about it. :) But I'm happy.

I'm a year older than I was just a day before!!!!!!!! Woohoo!

First of September

Nothing good to say...Just want to say that September is here, my favorite month of the year! Hehe...of course, it's the month when I was born! Harhar...

Three more days til I turn fifteen.