Un clou chasse l'autre.

i guess dad's already in the christmas mood. :)

he found me chuckling and laughed at himself as well. he seems to be in high spirits today. why? because we're gunna partay tonight! :)) and going to moa before that. hehe

time to buy new chucks? i hope so. :P

dad's reading this as i type.
daddy is so cute. :))

hey guys. just came home from fountain international school. "where love and concern are the keys to success." bwahaha.

i have just noticed how routine our math contest days are:
1) meet at school at an ungodly hour (today we left the school grounds at around 6:30)
2) squeeze ourselves into a starex. (usually there are just 7 to 8 of us, but today, there were 10 of us.)
3) when we arrive at the contest venue, we register and then wait.
4) if we come in too early (as is usually the case), we look for a cafeteria where we pig out while waiting for the contest to start. if we finish eating and it still isn't the time for the contest, we goof around and take random photos of anything.
5) elimination round: we go to our respective classrooms and take a test.
6) wait for the results
7) if we got through the elims, we go to the next round. if not, we still have to sit through the whole contest because nobody's gonna take us home.
8) we go home. i become dizzy. aileen bugs me.

bwahaha. anyway, big announcement people: we won third place. i feel guilty though, because i really didn't do anything in the final round. haha. i was too slow. but at least, may plaque na ako come fourth year graduation. :P

the lucky number today is three. there were three teams from uno. all teams consist of three members. all the uneans got third place. today's date add up to 33: 12+12+09=33. serendipity? :))

well, that's all folks. more soon.

PS. anybody know what happened to the basketball game?

finally, it's friday tomorrow! so happy now.:) stress is over.

but wait! more next week. :( life is cruel.

today went so-so. english class went like any other school day, but one of our teachers was moody and scared the hell out of me with his seriousness. chinese class was pretty weird, cuz half the time i was trying to stop myself from falling asleep and half the time i spent talking with my seatmates. our class was so noisy that our teacher made us "stay". and one by one she allowed the quiet ones to go home. i was one of the earlier ones whom she allowed to go. it was surprising, since my "noisyness" level has been noticeably rising the past few days. (it's either talk or fall asleep) sheila then told me later on that our teacher revealed that she can see that i sometimes tell my seatmates to stop talking and listen/study. hehe :)

so after chinese class, i asked my batchmate (let's call him philip) for his requirements for the summer thing. do you know what he gave me? no envelope. the app form (OMG, his nickname is MOTMOT???), the exam permit things, the certification of top five thing, and his essay. his essay? less than half a page of a sheet of bond paper. three paragraphs. handwritten. so. yeah. i told him to at least type it. he said their printer is broken. i told him there's always a way. he told me he doesn't want to think anymore. in my mind i was like WHAT??? HUH. how hard can it be to type an essay, ask a favor from a friend to print it for him? i mustered all the muscles in my face to give him a disgusted, are-you-out-of-your-mind look. but, as weirded out as i am, i told him to go home, type his essay, and email it to me. i'm so nice noh? i even gave him a tip: to fix the grammar. i haven't received his essay yet though.

after this, i went home. i tried to go to bed, but i couldn't. i guess i'll be retiring early today though. i'm tired. well, that's all for now. more soon. :)

me: ui steven, bakit ang aga mo?
steven: kasi malayo bahay ko e, tapos inagahan ko kasi baka traffic. (or something like that)
me: super aga naman ata ang six o'clock!
jim dude, butting in: the early bird catches the worm daw kasi.
...(slight pause)...
me: big incentive.

hey guys.. the days have been so busy and tiring lately, i can't seem to blog. but now i decided to get a breather before i resume real life. :) so here i am, and i'm gonna blog about what's happening lately.

first things first, about the title: wala lang. hehe i met two new friends from st stephen. one in our elevator and one in dlsu. th elevator friend was like, "hey, nasa kumon ka nung saturday diba?" suddenly and i was taken aback cuz 1) how did he know??? and 2) i wouldn't really tell anyone whom i don't know if i knew that he went to hong kong or s&r or something. so i just nodded a bit and he was all, "ah, ikaw nga yun. andun din ako e." and then i didn't know what what to say but he seemed to be expecting me to remember him but i didn't, so i just said, "ahh. talaga? cool naman. :)" and then the elevator dinged 4th floor, and he was all "sige, bye!" and so i said "bye" and he alighted from the elevator. and the dlsu friend i met from the contest yesterday. we were sitting next each other in the elims. i smiled at her a bit, and she said "hi, anong name mo?" and there the conversation started. we talked about ateneo, ajss (she attended it), our schools, chinese teachers' nicknames, twilight (how it sucks), etc. it was nice. she was nice. too bad the contest had to start about twenty minutes after. and then after the elims, we didn't get to talk anymore cuz i hung out with the other uno people and she hung out with her st stephen friends.

next subject: my emo phase. i really don't have a valid reason, only that i was down because of the honors thing. also, i guess the pressure's gotten into me. regarding the ajss, i sometimes feel like the underdog, you know? i can see it in that guy's pimple infested face. i know that i'm better than that and than him. but.. i guess as well as any other person, i have my insecurities. so, i'm sorry for making you guys have to put up with me. but don't worry, i think i'm pretty much back to normal now. i guess i just needed to get this off my chest, which i did. a friend and i sorta talked about it. :)
another reason is that i guess i was feeling lately that everything i do is wrong. every mistake feels like daggers. i don't blame anyone but myself. i don't know. but they say mistakes happen for a reason, if not only to learn from them. so.. i'm hoping i'll get over them.
yet another reason would be that i felt lonely and unloved. i felt empty and uninspired. life seemed so bland and dull, and nothing new was happening. sometimes i even wondered why i bothered getting out of bed.
then i asked myself, what happened to me? nothing has changed, really. or was it i who have changed? no, nothing's really changed. i just needed something to live for. i realize that's why i bother getting up in the morning. a part of me knew--just knew, that i was looking for something.

last and the most unavoidable topic today: cheating. we've all heard about how the fourth year people actually carved the desks with answers just to cheat in their exams. at first i thought that they were stupid to cheat and all, but then i realize their reason might not be so different from one of the reasons i was emo-ing about.

they're the graduating batch. they probably were pressured to do good in their test. yes, they should have studied. a friend says that maybe they super don't understand the lessons, that they have no motivation to study, so they resort to cheating. i told him maybe they should ask their teachers about their lessons. he said some teachers don't tolerate questions at all. so.. is it the teachers' fault? maybe they contributed to the factors which led to the students' cheating. although, i don't get the chinese class cheating thing. because, if they passed in their english classes, i don't think chinese classes would be a problem anymore. but then again, i guess it wouldn't hurt to graduate from both english and chinese classes..

somebody from the student government got somehow tangled with this. he helped his friend try to detach one of the desks, see. he said he just brought a tool. he was suspended, and he might be kicked from his position. assuming that what he said was the only thing he did--bringing the screwdriver, i vote he stay in his position, but still he be suspended. because honestly, if i were in his shoes, i'd do the same thing for my friend. because that's what friends do. friends help friends, even if what they're doing is crazy.

but to tell the truth, i think this cheating thing wouldn't be that a big thing if they hadn't carved their cheats onto the tables. (they were even trying to detach one of the chairs from the align-thingy at the bottom right side of a column of chairs to replace one of the chairs they've already ruined.) only seven people were suspended, and that isn't even half of the people who got suspended in dichi's batch. but i don't know, a teacher says there are gonna be more soon. so let's just keep our fingers crossed.

new sem, new resolutions. i was just thinking about how mentally receding i seem to be. so from now on, i want to:

...be more studious. i always put this on top of my list but i always fail. hehe. i guess i should be..
...be less lazy. haha, i guess i rely too much on talent rather than diligence and discipline.
...be nicer. i should stop making sarcastic remarks and bullying people. i guess i am hurting them although they don't show it.
...be more organized. this one speaks for itself. haha
...stop playing chopsticks/xox/tictactoe/fishballs and talking with alvin, sheila, and marc during chinese class. i'm expecting a not-A on the conduct of my chinese card. boo.
...learn chinese wholeheartedly. hehe
...stop skipping math training. i think i'm already somewhat in good terms with mr ang. haha (hm, maybe not "stop skipping" just.. lessen? hehe)
...stop being paranoid about how ms ang and mrs duran might hate me.
...be friendlier to kids. not going to explain this one :|
...speak up more. i barely recite, and i suck at public speaking. and sometimes, i can't express myself well. like i can't explain my train of thought or something. mr yu says magulo utak ko. hay.
...blog more often. and spend less time in front of the pc. ok, use the pc only when i need to research or blog. he's never online when i'm online anyway. hehe...
...eat less candy. seriously. at this rate, i'll get diabetes before i turn 20.
...stop cramming! should've learned by now. :|
...start studying geometry diligently, to stop getting ridiculous careless mistakes.

that's it for now. i might add more if i think of more stuff.

yesterday's concert was so funnn. DICHI WATCHED! i didn't believe irene when she told me, but i looked around, and there she was! hahaha

the concert was supposed to start by 5:30, but by 3:00 students, parents, and even yayas were queueing up, since the seats were first-come-first-serve. not wanting to get bad seats (that would have been terrible, i paid good money for this!), i joined the line. it was so hot! cristel was SO red. people's sweaty bodies were sticking with other people's sticky bodies. it was a good thing i was somewhat along the sides of the unordered line, else i would have stunk way before the concert started. :P

by 4:45, the throng of people was finally let in. it was so.. chaotic. the bouncers were to check our bags(to see if there was something that can be used to attack the singers with, like i dunno, sling shots and pea shooters?). i think there were like five of them? so i already let one of them (the one nearest to me) check my bag while the person in front of me was getting hers checked. the dude who checked my bag didn't tell his friends that he already checked mine, so they won't let me pass through. haha, can you imagine? so i had to get my bag checked again, all the while other people were getting past me. hahaha

so, the concert started sixish. while we were waiting, clips that were shown in the program earlier that day were shown over and over, as well as commercials of the sponsors. the audience was shouting and cheering(?), as obviously all of us want to get on with the concert. finally, eva marie poon(the host) appeared onstage, and introduced the opening act. i forgot their band name, i just know all the members came from uno. they performed pretty well, but i don't know any of the songs they played. hehe

after that, there was a long interval before anything else happened. there was a big "AWW" from the audience as the clips were played again. after what seemed like ages, eva marie came up the stage again and introduced a guy.. "do you know my brother richard poon? well, here's the handsome jinno guillermo (is that right?)!" the audience was like "AHHHH! AH-...?" cuz most of us thought she was introducing richard poon. hahaha

so yeah, the jinno dude sang one or two songs (i don't remember, but he sang "fever"). the audience cheered him on, and the people buzzed with excitement.

after he sang, eve marie introduced to us.. spongecola! hooray! they sang a couple of songs, and then yael said, "bakit ang layo niyo? lapit kayo," and went past the gates things in front of the stage. (well it's not verbatim, basta parang ganun) so yeah, a stampede of people rushed to the front. i too went nearer, but i didn't crowd with the people. i found a spot near ms bacuno which was close enough to see yael clearly. yael climbed piggy back on top of somebody (a bouncer? bodyguard? not sure.) since the front was so crowded, people at the back couldn't see him. for a few minutes there i was, singing along (or trying to) and swaying with ms bacuno. then, she suddenly stepped on one of the chairs, and pulled me with her. i was surprised, but it was so cool. :)) so ms bacuno and i stayed and cheered and sang and swayed on top of the chairs for 5 or 6 more songs.

after spongecola's performance, we went back to our seats. jinno was once again asked to sing. the audience was less attentive this time, with murmurs of "i touched yael's hand!" and "he looked at me!". besides, most of us were already tired and out of breath.

the next band that performed was hale. nothing really significant happened here, mexcept that all the people move their chairs forward with them. dichi became seated nearer the stage than me. again, when champ moved a bit closer, people flocked towards the fence-things to shake his hand, say hi, scream in his ear, get a lock of hair... he didn't stay very long though--he soon went upstage again to throw posters to the crowd. irene was able to catch one. i was so near! boo.

after that, jinno sang again. this time, i think only 30% of the people were listening, as almost all of us were already so tired yet so hyped about the two bands, and the remaining people don't know the songs he was singing. jinno proceeded on telling us that we welcomed him warmly (which i think may be a bit sarcastic, because surely he noticed?)

after that, it was callalily's turn to go upstage. the lead singer (kian? kean? keane? keanne?) sucked up to the crowd, saying that of all the schools they have performed in, uno has the prettiest girls (in which i said "grabe, mukhang addict na nga, mambobola pa.. hahaha). the band played their songs (which i don't know a single one of, except maybe the chorus of "magbalik"), and they also sang bits of nobody, the climb, thinking of you, and some other popular songs. i don't know what else happened though, since it was already 9+ and we had to go home.

it was too bad i didn't finish the thing. it was getting boring though, because i really don't know callalily's songs. haha it was a great night altogether though.

mistakes. it's a part of everyone's life, a part of growing up.

when one fails, he can do either of two things: be positive about it and do better next time, or be pessimistic and never get over the fact that he failed. the right attitude, of course, is to just brush it off one's shoulders and strive harder in the future.

yes, it is definitely easier said than done. some people just don't seem to get that we want to get up and make amends. they seem to constantly remind us about our past failures. while the intentions of those people may be good, like so that we might not make the same mistakes again, more often than not, they come across as mean and hurtful, and as if wanting to bring us down more.

how exactly does one react when somebody nags him about the time he failed? saying "it already happened, get over it" would be rude. on the other hand, when one says "i'll do better next time", the other person would say "that's what you always say." it's as if that person doesn't believe that one could actually succeed the next time he tries, or that he's implying that one would not change at all. everyone deserves and should be given another chance, to show what he is capable of. i know that first chances shouldn't be wasted, but i'm sure we all know that things seldom go smoothly, during the first time.

a personal experience comes to mind. i had a low grade on one of my tests. it isn't a red mark, but my mom wants me to always get 90+'s, so i would be "competent" in the honor roll. so..

what she didn't know was that i had more things to say, things that i know i would never have the guts to say to her. for one, i wanted to ask if she doesn't trust me at all. for another, i wanted to ask her if she thought i didn't want to succeed too. did she think i got a low grade on purpose? what kind of a kid does she think i am? it's not fair. i never can voice out my opinions. when i start saying what i think, i get shouted at. i want intelligent productive conversations, not a one way scolding thing.

(whoops, wandered away from the subject. :P)
the point is, by saying what she said, she sounded as if she never even wanted to see if i really did better or if i really am going to improve. but i did.

given the benefit of the doubt and another chance, it is most likely that a person will do better, or change for the better. of course, a few people still prefer to be just as they are, but we all know those kinds of people would never achieve what they want in life. improvement, for me, is the whole point of growing up and living.

what i'm trying to say is, mistakes aren't all bad. sometimes these mistakes and failures help us grow up, and teach us lessons nobody else can. nobody's perfect. parents can teach us, but we learn better when we experience things hands on. (and, parents make mistakes too. don't get me wrong, even if they don't admit it 99.9% of the time, they still deserve our respect and love.)

i say kawinkadink!
my blog doesn't stink.
if you think it does,
well then, go ride a bus.

(i know, the last part doesn't make sense. but whatever. :P)

come ride with me tonight
we'll go in the speed of light
to explore the wonders of the night


oh darling hold me tighter
as i turn down this corner
kisses when the light turns red

i'm happy today! and it shows. haha :)
even if my chem test was suckish.

why denish is happy:
1) the filipino test was quite good.
2) i did a good deed today. cristel looks so cute when she turns redder than usual. bwahahaha! anyway, cristel was having a bad day. but i treated her to tea blends. which made her ^___^. hehe
3) egg rolls are yummmy! thanks!
4) i was alone in the car when i went home. no annoying chiang kai dude. :P
5) i like hugs :D alanne hugged me when i was bummed about chemistry. haha (not that i'm lesbo or anything :|)
6) i saw mama's old friend downstairs. she remembers me! i haven't seen her since i was seven. must mean i still look young. :))
7) quaker oatmeal cookies are yummy.
8) matthew's singing amuses me so. (although his saliva would sometimes spray. just kidding! :P) bwahahaha!
9) i haven't studied anything for tomorrow's tests yet, but i'm feeling optimistic! :)

yesterday my sister and i were at a bakery/bakeshop:

me: WHOA!
dichi: WOW!
me: suddenly everything doesn't make sense anymore.
dichi: everything i've learnt and thought true.. all lies!
me: what happened??? what's happening to the world?!
dichi: my whole life.. wasted!
me: it may be the end of the world as we know it!

what happened? well, we saw round bread labeled as "hotdog buns" and thin, oblong-ish bread labeled as "hamburger buns".

do you remember?

i recall that during class, i always used to look at you. you would sometimes notice, and would meet my eyes with yours. i would smile at you--the sweetest smile i could muster--and you'd smile a small smile back. and then, we would turn away.

it would seem as if you understood me more than anyone else; you always seemed to know when i was feeling down. (just by looking at my expressions, you used to say, even if i have always tried to hide my sadness.) and then, after class you'd ask me what was wrong and if there was any way that you could cheer me up. i have to say, during those moments i felt really "cheered-up" and comforted. i guess it's a nice feeling, knowing how somebody cares enough to want to make me happy. i never thought.. that just with our smiling conversations, you would be able to know me enough to decipher my emotions. so now i wonder, do you also see my "really really like" for you, through my expressions?

i wonder, also, if anyone else noticed our mute conversations, or if anybody noticed that my behavior in class is now different--i used to be always happy and smiling, but now.. now, when i look at that place in class where i used to smile at often, where you used to always be in, instead of you, i see a different person.

mr co and i were chatting one day..

me: the future's a scary scary... place? time?
sir: hehe well ganun talaga..
sir: it's always better if you have someone to face the future with..
me: i guess so..
me: but who?
me: i mean..
me: it'll be neat if one of my close friends would have the same classes as i would in college
me: haha
sir: i meant your boy..
me: oh.

i'm still troubled about which course i want to take. every day my choice changes. it's hard. so people say i should go for what interests me most or what i'm good at. but there are too many.

interesting stuff:
1) philosophy
2) architecture
3) sciences
4) arts
5) politics (yes, believe it or not, i am quite fascinated by political on-goings)
6) people? well it's more of that i'm interested in how they think. (so i could manipulate them. mwahahaha! nah, just kiddin')
7) travelling and other countries
8) music

things i'm good at:
1) making palusot (according to dichi)
2) making people smile (according to people)
3) making superdy-dooper corny jokes
4) math? (i don't think so anymore. :|)
5) rhyming (bwahahahaha)
6) using people's words against them (according to dichi. which is not true!)
7) analyzing stuff (according to mom)

things i'm unbelievably suckish at:
1) public speaking
2) social studies
3) expressing myself
4) making decisions, like choosing which course i want to take
5) explaining maths to people. but other subjects i can relatively explain fine. maybe it's them. haha.
6) dressing up (baduy ako at wala akong alam sa mga make up at anumang chooba)

this happened after the teachers vs ladies' team game. :P

me: hi mr (stanley) yu! meet my sister danabel!
mr yu: (suppressing his laugh) hello danabel.
me: say "sup!", dichi!
danabel: suppp!
mr yu: hahaha
mr co: (gets out of the phone and joins us) ano raw?
mr yu: ayan, si denice ang kulit.*

*tama ba? or was it "ang hyper ni denice?" either way, parehas lang kakatawa. :P

but another look told me they were round. so yeah, i'm losing my mind.
or maybe i'm too much in loooove.

...but i guess both feel the same anyway. ♥

last saturday was the third death anniversary celebration thingy of my grandparents. we went to the temple where they were buried that afternoon to do some traditional stuff. we were supposed to go there in the morning, but most of the streets were still flooded so dad and his other sibs decided to go in the afternoon instead. it didn't make any difference though, as some of the streets that we passed through were still flooded.

we arrived there at around two o'clock. my uncle thought it was necessary to hurry up and get on with the tradition stuff we have to do, so we cousins didn't get to update each other much. so the prayer stuff started. we were asked (by the nuns) to stand in front of these soft red square things on which we knelt on when needed. the nuns started reading in a singing way from a small book (chinese bible?). it kinda sounded funny, but i thought their voices blended well, so it was ok. also, they were playing drums and gongs and string instrument thingies. i never knew chinese nuns could play instruments (hey, maybe they should start a band. the can call it THE BIG BAD BUDDHAS!) anyway, we never did this before, so one of the nuns had to motion for us when to bow and kneel. it was confusing!

the first part of the prayer lasted for forty-five minutes. yes, it was VERY boring.

when the nuns stopped singing--er--praying, we thought it was over. NOT! we were asked to change into red shirts and go upstairs. there the prayers continued for an hour in the same manner as the first part, only this time we got to walk around the room in a circle five times like a dragon dance during chinese new year. and also, this time the nuns threw candies and coins at us (which were supposedly for good luck). after that, we went downstairs again to eat good luck meal. most of the dishes were vegetables. only one dish was meat. i wondered why there was pork in a vegetarian temple. anyway, it had a weird smell, but i tried it anyway. IT WASN'T MEAT. that figures. it was some sort of fungus thingy, but the nuns said it contained proteins and other vitamins that vegetables don't have.

so after that we already headed home. i was soo tired, and i smelt like incense and fake meat. ugh.

every day i sign in here, yet every day i sign out without writing about anything. why? i'm not exactly sure. it's definitely not because there's nothing to talk about. there are a lot of things to talk about actually. maybe it's because my head is so full of things that i can't think about just one topic and not wander away from it. i don't know.

or maybe it's just because i'm always too tired to blog. or too uninspired.

no, i can't be uninspired. i have my muse. :P maybe i just don't want you guys to find about my special muse. hahaha. just kidding.

anyway, i might update this looong weekend. still have to edit real-song-for-music-class since it's suckish. see y'all.

ok, so for music class, we were supposed to change the lyrics of some songs and sing it in class. so, here's what my sister and i have come up with.

1) Bakeaway (Kelly Clarkson's Breakaway)

i'll spread my things and i'll learn how to fry
i'll do what it takes till it's golden brown
take some salt,
get some yeast,
beat some eggs,
and bake awayy...
out of the oven and into the plate
but i won't forget to unplug the machine
get sugar,
add butter,
mix em well.
and bake away....

2) Birthday (Lady Gaga's Love Game)

let's have some fun, let's eat pansit.
i wanna take a bite off your fishball stick.
i wanna tissue.
but if there's none i'm gonna use my hand
and then i'll wipe it on your shirt
got my hands sticky with some icing
i should wash my hands, wash my hands
b-birthday, b-birthday.

so, let's talk.

i'm not sure how to react to the $20,000 meal. people are really mad about it, but then, if you were offered a really posh meal at a really posh restaurant, will you refuse? yes, it's unfair to 88 million filipinos (is that right?). but everything is unfair. is the lotto unfair? some people just win and most people don't. that's it.

but, denish, you have always said that people should always try to make things a little fairer for everyone else.
well, yes. but in this case, it's different. because how can the people be sure that it's not her own money (from i don't know, maybe her own private business companies or maybe savings before she became president?)that she spent?

what about cory? she just died. gloria should at least prevent herself from indulges.
well yeah. but then, for example, your friend's mother died. someone invited you to eat at the spiral FOR FREE. will you not go? you're not related after all. and gloria nad cory aren't, either. yes, it was very sad. but maybe, just maybe, gloria didn't care as much as the filipino people did.

"if you separated the blue from the red in our flag, will it still be the philippine flag?"
no. but if you separated cory from gloria, she'll still be gloria. which is the point. gloria is not cory, nor was she ever good friends with her. i doubt that gloria would give a damn to cory even if she commited suicide. so yes, she accepted the invite to the very expensive meal. cuz unlike cory, she isn't so particular about equality(?) and democracy(remember garci?). democracy was everything to cory. because that's how she became president. the people voted for her. but gloria? well, lemme see.. if by people we mean garci, garci, and garci, then yes, the people did vote for her.

i heard that they are just using romualdoz's name to cover up for gloria.
i think so too. unfortunately, we can't do anything more about that anymore, can we? romualdez is stupid. he should've said anything about it. so that at least the people will know for sure.

are you on gloria's side?
no, i am not on anyone's side. these are just my opinions. i think gloria's stupid for eating a ridiculously expensive meal at THIS TIME. this time, when times are hard and everyone's trying to tighten up their belts. this time, when the filipinos are really sensitive to every little thing because their beloved heroine of democracy just passed away. this time, when she's already in the hot seat because there are talks that the elections next year might not push through. stupid gloria.

a note to those complaining people: you keep on complaining that gloria's living the rich, good life. you keep saying that gloria should help those poor people. well here's a question for ya: have they done anything at all to get their sorry little butts off poverty? i bet they still haven't tried looking for a job. and most of them are just burning money in the cockpits.

actually, that's pretty much it. :P *mysterious*

i hate it how i always forget the real topic i want to blog about when i actually sit down in front of the computer. arg!

*originally written on Oct 25th, 2007*

This is a step-by-step procedure to taking the perfect vain photo*.
by sugarplum and spice

model: sugarplum

Before:

This is our model, here taken in a not-so-flattering angle, with a not-so-flattering expression on her face.

The following steps were taken to achieve the resulting photo, which we shall see below.

Step 1
A good location was chosen to be the background. For us, the kitchen was perfect. It made her have a rosy glow.

Step 2
Her hair was let down. The bangs were also fixed in place. It gave a more feminine look.

Step 3
The camera phone was held about one and a half feet away from her face, positioned slightly above her head, and towards her right.

Step 4
The model was made to smile flirtatiously to the camera. Then she was asked to not show the teeth to make her look simple but nice.

Step 5
Press capture.

After:

Voila! Picture perfect (or at least we think so)!

*Results may vary. :>

if it isn't obvious, i'm sick again. i was even sent home by the nurse. this day is screwed.

it started during midnight. i kept on coughing, so i couldn't go to sleep. so, even if i were already sooo tired from cramming the lab report (big mistake) and the sphinx thing for social studies, i still couldn't drift off. i haven't even studied geometry! after minutes of tossing and turning about, i finally fell asleep.

next morning. i went to school all grouchy (ask alyssa p. she knows.). with 5 hours of sleep, who wouldn't be? anyway, i had fun during english and chemistry, but that's about the only fun thing that happened. social was so-so. and geom quiz. i sucked. hard. i made a lot of mistakes in the first activity. boo. :(

but something good happened in geom class. while our teacher was discussing the answers, i found one that was questionable. so i told her my answer, and how my answer was more correct. i think i was able to prove my point, cuz she was all, "oh. i see. i'll look into it." so yey me!:D

well after that, my friend with the glasses and nose mole was telling me to go home already (i was coughing the whole morning). so i went to the nurse's office to have my temperature checked. 38.3 degrees celsius. byebye school. hello fever.

so i went home. wee, i got to have an early weekend! i was so happy... NOT.

the nice guy there with the swishy bouncy shampoo comercial-like hair: i know. shoulda listened. should not have come to school. >.< from now on, i'll always follow your advice. hahaha

to josella: yeah. i just proved what you said about teenagers thinking they're invincible. :P

...school is fine. am always quite tired by the time i get home. which isn't really bad, i guess.

...my co-carpoolee is creeping me out. earlier all my co-carpoolees were talking about how much they like boys over flowers (but get this: they're guys), and i was all amused so i just laugh at them by myself (god, they must've thought i was out of my gourds or something). anyway, when frankie (i'm supposed to call him uncle frank or ah-pe, but frankie sounds cooler) the driver turned around and said, "ian, i want you to buy me a poster of boys over flowers" i totally lost it. laughed out loud. so ayun.. and then when it was my stop to get down from the car, the chiang kai dude was all, "bukas papatawanin ulit kita." creepy.

...i don't understand a word in li shi. i try to listen and all, but i get all sleepy and tired (lol, must be cuz my brain's already mushed up from math training). so yeah.. help!

...being vp is quite fun. i get to do fun but sometimes hassle jobs (things that our pres doesn't want to do. hahaha). it is not true that the vp's do nothing. in fact, i am quite busy. i guess it depends on who your president and your adviser are. hehe

...i am enjoying chemistry and english. and filipino's still the same old hard memorize lotsa stuff type of class. and also, thanks to math training, i think my head is already messed up enough to understand the stuff our social studies teacher talks about. but i find it weird how i don't enjoy geometry as much as i thought i would (whoa, nerdy sentence. hahaha). i asked jarvin during lunch time once, "gulo ng geom no?" and he was all "yeah, gave me a headache." hahahaha


well, that's about all i can say for now. more next time. :)

announcer: please put your right hand over your heart and let us all sing the national anthem.
boy: (turns to a girl) where is it?
girl: what?
boy: my heart. i gave it to you.


isn't it cute? cheesy no? hahahaha

writers are liars. they pretend to know a lot about a certain topic but in reality, they might not know much about the topics at all. take me, for example. i write poems about so-and-so but i'm not really very sure of what i'm writing about. get my flow? anyway, that's all for now.

the last time i went to our office, there's this dude who was classmates with my mom in high school. he told us i looked exactly like her. so in the car...

sugarplum: dad, do i really look like mum when she was younger?
dad: haha the dude said so, didn't he? you probably do. but not really exactly alike, i guess.
sugarplum: so who's prettier?
dad: your mom, of course.
sugarplum: hmph. i don't want to talk to you na.
dad: well of course i'll vouch for your mom. she is my wife, after all.
sugarplum: but i'm your kid!
dad: the original is always best, of course.
*silence*
sugarplum: does that mean you have ugly genes?
dad: no. don't you know that sometimes having all pretty genes can make an ugly kid?
sugarplum: that doesn't make sense.
dad: yes it does.
sugarplum: it does not. after all, two positives make another positive, and a positive and a negative make a negative.
dad: i never said you were ugly anyway.
sugarplum: oh.

hahaha :)

the much-awaited first day of classes finally came! it was fun seeing my friends and classmates again. some of them looked so different from last year. i was saying "hi, nice hair!" all the time. haha

anyway, i met four new friends this morning on the way to school. i car pool now. (there's this dude who lives around here and he fetches students to and from schools dowtown for a living.) anyway, three kids are from chiang kai, and one is from st stephen. one of the chiang kai dudes is a drummer. he asked me where i studied (duh. uniform) and if i knew this and that person. apparently, he's classmates with charmaine ong and julia ang is his cousin. so he knows quite a few people from uno. the other fellas didn't talked to me at all, so i don't know who they are. haha

school was fine. nothing important really happened. it's just too bad that we get to lug our heavy book every day since we have chemistry every day. oh, and i'm glad we get to have cory as our teacher again instead of baba. i mean, she's not my ideal teacher, but i like her voice way better than baba's. no offense. hehe

that's about it for the first day.:)
to someone: oh yeah, thanks for the book again. it'll really help.:)

to daddy:

happy father's day! i love you. hope you liked the ham and cheese omelet. :)

i watched a play at uecp last night. it was great! i love plays. i told only one person about this, but my lifelong dream is to direct one (or two!). and be it an awesome world famous play. hehe

well the play's title was "first name". we didn't get to watch the start (cuz we were late. boo.) but i guessed from what we saw what the story was about. a boy couldn't find his name in heaven. and then god said that he needed to say the password. and the boy couldn't figure it out. so god showed him the story of creation, noah's ark, king david's story, the prophets, and most importantly, jesus and the twelve disciples. in the end, jesus was the password. hehe

i loved everything. it was sort of a musical, and everything was wonderful. the songs weren't the boring type; they were actually witty. eve was so sweet, noah had this funny accent, and the david part was hilarious! there were screaming girls holding posters and all, like david was david archuleta or david cook. it was so cute! and his voice was so nice.:) hehe

well, that's about all i can say. kudos to the trumpets and uecp people..:)

it's saturday. i'm still sick (no, i don't have ah1n1). monday's coming fast. call me a nerd, but i'm itching to go to school. haha i miss my friends. i miss learning. i miss the campus(plus i wanna see the newly renovated facilities).

my school pride is just about bursting. no, i'm not just saying this. yeah, i know i diss my school sometimes, but i will defend it anytime somebody trashes its name. i know, i'm pretty weird. i guess for me, school is just like home. i can talk about the bad things about it with the other people of my home, but i can't stand other people from other families looking down on it. i may not like some things about both of them, but i would stand up for them forever. know what i mean?

anyway, that's all i can say for now. sorry y'all.

so i just finished taking alyssa's test on facebook. here is the conversation that followed. (in ym)

sugarplum: hm, sorry kung di ko napapansin ang scar and mole mo
sugarplum: but!
sugarplum: it means i'm not so shallow that i would care if you had a mole or scar there..
alyssa: that's okay. ndi nman lahat ng tao nakakapansin eh
alyssa: *tackles sugarplum*
sugarplum: haha why would you tackle me?
alyssa: cuz of ur remark
alyssa: it's not being shallow. it's being observant.
alyssa: lawl
sugarplum: hahaha
sugarplum: it is too
sugarplum: if a person tells you "tumaba ka" after not seeing him/her for a long time, chances are, he/she only cares bout your appearance
sugarplum: hahaha
sugarplum: meaning, he/she's shallow.
sugarplum: pwede naman sabihin niyang, you're still the same funny person or something like that
sugarplum: that's being observant too
sugarplum: hehe
alyssa: ndi ko din napapansin kung tumataba ang tao o ndi
alyssa: so that means im not shallow. im so awesome.
alyssa: yey
sugarplum: hahaha
sugarplum: yah!
alyssa: napapansin mo ba?
alyssa: bulag ata ako ehh
sugarplum: hindi rin
sugarplum: haha
alyssa: malabo mata ntin.
sugarplum: yah
sugarplum: or, to put it in a positive light, we're not shallow
sugarplum: hahaha
sugarplum: lalagay ko to sa blog!

and thus, here it is. hahaha

about the ivy league thing:
i guess schools are like movies or books. people say, "hey dude, this is a great movie. you should totally watch it!" or "ehmygawsh, that book is so fantastic. read it. you'll love it!" know what i mean? only after watching/reading will you really find out if it's all that or not.

in a totally different but still somewhat similar topic, some schools think they're the best and everything. maybe in the past they were, but as time wears on, systems change and teachers change. and most importantly, the kids change. i'm not name-dropping or anything, but there's a school which prides itself in providing the best education in the block, but in truth, it's no better (but no worse, mind you) than other schools. and the worse part is that the administration and the people in charge wouldn't admit that it's their actions that are wrong, and not the students'. they keep on insisting that it's either the parents' fault or the students'. it's not fair. even after better, older, and more experienced educators told them about how to make the school's system better, they still won't listen and they still don't want to change. you can't force a month-old bread down a baby's throat. what they are teaching to students now may be suitable for students in the past, but more often than not, those don't apply to the children of today.

i've been thinking (hurray for me! hehe) about self-development and whatnot. i believe that improvement starts from knowing what's wrong. so, dear reader, please help me. click that comment button and type something you find not-so-nice about me. so i can change and help the world be a better one. don't worry, i won't hate you if you post something like "i hate you cuz you're ugly" or whatever. hehe. (you can choose not to put your name. if you want, you can type your comments in the chatbox.) anyway, when i get to read them, i'll post them here.
thank you. i will really appreciate it.

1.) Anonymous said...

i think you already know the biggest flaw you possess.. as with the majority of the people here on earth, myself included, you know what you want or have to do.. you just lack the courage or initiative to go ahead and do it.. in short, you're lazy.. :D

June 8, 2009 10:42 PM

2.) Blue said...

i hate you cuz you're ugly. hahaha.

let's start. but remember this is completely my opinion.
first of all, i dont really see anything not-so-nice about you. why? we'll get to that later.
second, improvement doesnt really start by knowing what's wrong. at least that's how it is in my case.... sometimes. why? we'll get to that later.
third, so i can change and help the world be a better one. how altruistic of you.

I cant think of anything not-so-nice about you. Unlike what "Anonymous" said, you're lazy and that's your flaw or one of your flaws.

And we're the same. Im lazy, too. BUT. we still do what needs to be done. we're still responsible despite our inclination to slack off and do something else. It really depends on the person. Even if he knows what's wrong, he can still choose to stay the same or change. And staying the same is much easier. I guess it's just a matter of choice. But you have to be careful. Every decision you make brings out a consequence. Everything's connected.

What or who the heck made you think of this? But it's good that you want to change for the better. Just surprised with the sudden want to change.

to tell the truth, i don't have much to say about hayden kho or katrina halili and the big scandal. only that it's getting old and there's no need to talk about it so much. it only made the whole thing much worse. i know, people like gossip. but it's been more than a week, for crying out loud. and this isn't the first time something like this happened. but now is the only time people keep talking about it. just because the people involved are famous, everybody wants, no, needs to be involved. all i can say is that all the gossiping and the people pointing fingers.. well, it kinda makes everything for them hard to get away from. yes, they made a huge mistake. but i'm thinking it will be easier for them to fix if it weren't so publicized.

mistakes are supposed to be learned from, whether they are made by you or by somebody else. but then, i guess some mistakes can be only learned the hard way.

i don't know if i told you guys yet, but my mom made me join uno's chorale group. >.< huhuhu

well, this morning someone from school called, and they said i have to prepare a CHINESE song so i could audition. on may 28. 9:30am.

now i have to look for a song and learn it. :(

this totally sucks.

i actually made the poem like in a snap. i guess snap poems aren't any good. :) hehe

the poem is quite literal. the first line means i noticed a guy who seemed to like me. so i tried to decipher his actions. in the second line, i thought i got him: (third line) he likes me.

...but the last line meant i was wrong after all.

the last line was probably the hardest to understand. it says, "i guess i only got three."
the first line says "two and two", and the answer to two and two put together is four, right? so it means i made a mistake in assuming the guy liked me.

in case you're wondering:
yes, this is fictional. no way am i going to think a guy likes me if he hasn't said so. hehe

but every idea has a root:
i was thinking of a someone when my brain snapped.
i mean, when i suddenly came up with it. haha

i finally have the mood to blog.

first of all, happy mother's day to all the mothers out there. especially to my mom. :)

...i lost my blog mood again.

'til next time. hehe

found this in the internet. i'm bored, so i answered it.

1.)WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

No, i don’t think so. My first and second names are sort of spelled the wrong way, so there. But i do think someone was named after me: my dad’s friend’s daughter (“hey, i have a new daughter. What could be a good name?” “well my daughters’ names are sarah, suzy, and sugarplum.” “ooh, i like the name sugarplum. I think i’ll name my kid sugarplum too.”)

2.)WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

Umm, last saturday.

3.)DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?

Sometimes i do, but sometimes i think my handwriting’s suckish.

4.)WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAL?

Hmm, pasta. or steak. Hehe

5.)IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?

If i would meet myself, yeah, there’s a good chance.

6.)DO YOU USE SARCASM?

Yeah, when i get pissed. Or when i want to bug people. Or when i’m joking. Sarcasm is the best form of humor.

7.)DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?

Uhh, yeah, i think. I don’t remember having them out.

8.)WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?

Yes, definitely!

9.)WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?

Gold flakes.

10.)DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?

If it were possible to take them off without untying the laces, i don't.

11.)WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?

Cliche, but I like strawberry. Though pistachio’s good too.

12.)WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

Their hair.

13.)WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?

My inability to persevere.

14.)WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?

Obvious answer.

15.)WHAT COLOR Of PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?

Denim, and white and pink rubber shoes.

16.)WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?

The noisy pounding of the construction workers next door. They’re renovating the house.

17.)IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?

Gray.

18.)FAVORITE SMELLS?

The smell of victory! Mwahaha!

19.)WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?

My sister’s classmate’s mother. I used full chinese too. sounded like an idiot.

20.)FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?

bitch fights.

21.)HAIR COLOR?

Black.

22.)EYE COLOR?

Dark brown.

23.)LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?

Wall-e. Hehe.

24.)WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?

Now? White, with pink and blue stripes.

25.)SUMMER OR WINTER?

I’d have to say summer. Even if it’s hot and everything.

28.)HUGS OR KISSES?

Huh. well when i’m sad, a hug is better.

29.)WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?

Two books. The Philippine mythology book and the calvin and hobbes comic.

30.)WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?

Um, what do you call the thing normally found there? The thing we use to move the arrow in the computer with? I forgot what it was called.. i know it has the namesake of an animal. An animal with a tail. A dog? A cat? A hamster? No no no. It’s on the tip of my tongue..

Aha! A rabbit!

31.)WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?

Stylista. I love bitch fights!

32.)FAVORITE SOUND(S).

Hearty laughs. My cellphone. The piano.

33.)LEAST FAVORITE SOUND?

The voice of my neighbor’s grandson. Nails scratching on a chalkboard.

34.)ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?

Beatles!

35.)WHAT'S THE FARTHEST YOU'VE BEEN FROM HOME?

Malaysia.

36.)DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?

Getting in trouble.

ugh. i'm still bored!

here are some corny jokes my sister and i made. hope you like them. hehe.

1.) president jokes

a.) which president loved to wash his clothes? george washington.
b.) which president never had coins? bill clinton.
c.) which president loved eating pork? abraham lincoln.
d.) which president hated gardening scissors? george bush.
e.) what is obama's favorite song? o ba ma-selfff...
f.) use "obama" in a phrase. "obama dead body."

2.) teacher jokes

a.) which teacher came after mr. sy? mr. dy.
b.) then who came before mr. v? mr. yu.
c.) which teacher always comes right before the elevator doors open? ms. ting.

3.) animal jokes

a.) what do you call horses living beside each other? neigh-bors.
b.) what do you call a mad tie? tie-grr.

4.) etcetera

a.) what did the snowman say after it ate? "brrrr...p."
b.) what did the burger say to the other burger? "i like your buns."
c.) what did the other burger reply? "you're so beefy."
d.) wind doesn't really move. it's "hangin' ".


i'll add more when i remember the others. :P

as promised to blue last night, i made two posts today. hehe

1.) my favorite everyday drink is milk.
2.) i don't get that joke "why did the chicken cross the road? to get to the other side." what's so funny about that?
3.) i like doing stuff alone. i don't like it when people stare at what i'm doing when i'm doing something.
4.) my favorite color combination is gray and white.
5.) my sister and i like to make corny jokes when we get bored (i'll post some of them soon. ;) )
6.) i am scared of peddlers.
7.) i barely know how to cross the road.
8.) i love eating sweets. i live for the sweet life! haha.
9.) i like strawberry-flavored stuff better then real strawberries.
10.) i can smile the whole day without getting tired.
11.) i am a little afraid to grow up.
12.) i feel puke-ish when something goes wrong.
13.) i have a lot of mood swings.
14.) i have no hand-eye coordination.
15.) i get bored easily.
16.) i once dreamt that matthew had shoulder-length hair with blue highlights. and a nose ring.
17.) i like people with big laughs.
18.) in nursery when the teacher asked me what i wanna be when i grow up, i told her i wanted to be a teacher. her reaction? "kawawa ka naman, magiging old maid." (my mom told me this, so i don't know if it really happened.)
19.) i'm probably the laziest person i ever know.
20.) i don't think i'm learning much from class.
21.) i like it when i person holds an umbrella over me when it's raining or it's too hot.
22.) my favorite character from house is dr. chase. he's australian.
23.) i'm a surprise baby. meaning, my parents didn't plan on having me. i just popped in my mother's stomach.
24.) i am actually a person of few words.
25.) my parents hate sarcasm, but i don't.

i'll add more when i think of more stuff. hehe

ok, here's a little poem i call Writer's Block. hope you like it. and please comment after you read. though you'll probably think i'm weird after reading it. hehe :)







































the end. :)

we dissected frogs today.

i had mixed feelings about it. a few months ago, i was excited to do it. yesterday, after thinking about it again (and after watching a video demonstrating the right way to cut open a frog), i felt.. disgusted.

i mean, the woman in the video was scraping the frog's muscles like mad. and the frog looked all slimy and all at the time.. at least, for me.

well this morning when we actually did the dissection, all the disgust i had been feeling the day before was replaced by pity. the frog's eyes seemed real round and all pleading-like (or maybe i was just hallucinating then, as i perhaps had breathed in too much ether and became woozy), and i felt so sorry for the poor thing, which was pinned down, helpless.

who are we to take away a frog's life? we are but humans, which in my opinion are no better than frogs or any other animal.

it's just unfair. while animals go through dissection and drug-testing which may result in mutations or the death of these animals, it is "unethical" to do those on living humans. it would make more sense to me if they do these dissections and experiments on already-dead animals.

then again, scientists wouldn't be able to know whether a certain medication could cure a disease or not, could they? but what i don't get is, why not let people be the guinea pigs? i mean, these cures are for humans anyway, and i'm almost sure that no other animal has the same biological anatomy as that of a person. the world's getting overpopulated by humans, anyway. so i'm thinking it would be fine if a few of us died. i'm aware that it's written somewhere that no man is supposed to take away the life of another, but why doesn't the rule apply for animals too? i mean, sure, animals do kill other animals for food. but that's how they are. that's necessary for their survival. though, i can't say the same for humans using animals for their experiments and all. it's just frustrating how people think they're superior to any other thing in this world.

and then, when a certain species becomes extinct, people would say they tried everything to make the species grow in number. but then why start killing and damaging animals in the first place?

how i wish there were dissectable and experimentable synthetic animals.


anyway, the dissection was successful. i did not shout or scream, i only cried inside.

just wanna share a poem a friend and I did for english week a couple of months ago. enjoy!:)

please comment. tell me what you think.

i didn't know there are still people like this in the world today, but i had encountered one last friday so...

i was heading to school from my eating place, around lunch time. it was raining. i didn't have an umbrella with me, so i just ran into the rain across the street. but suddenly, i didn't feel water dropping on me anymore. when i looked up i saw a green umbrella over me and then a voice was saying, "kayong mga bata kayo, nagpapaulan lang.. tsk!(you children always let yourselves get wet)" when i looked over at my side, there was a yaya (i still don't know who) smiling at me, holding her umbrella over my head. all i could do was say my thanks and enter the school.

so... thank you, yaya. never have any stranger helped me like this before. you're one step to making this world a better place. :)

sometimes it is just so hard to be so good-looking. people stare at me like they have never seen a girl before. sometimes, it’s as if their eyes might pop out or something. look, i know i’m cute and all, but it’s quite disturbing.

ok, i’m just kidding. but it IS hard to be good-looking. for example, people who like you start to stalk you, or worse, make false stories about going out with you. suddenly, you’re in a relationship you don’t remember getting into.

this is about what my sister heard on the radio last night.

as a gig, the DJs were asking people to text to them their secrets. this was pretty normal. they do that almost all the time. what was not normal is, a thirteen-year-old girl from our school texted that she is having a relationship with a teacher. according to the girl, they did “it” in the gym and in the teacher’s van. the girl even texted his REAL name and what his school was before he became a teacher.

first of all, kid, he doesn’t have a van. i’ve seen his car a lot of times in school, so, yeah. second, I may not know who you are, but it’s impossible that he will do “it” with a kid, let alone a student. i’m pretty sure he’d be aware that if people found out, he will lose his job and go to jail for sexually harassing a minor. third, do you have any idea what this might do to him??? if any of his colleagues heard that, he’d be in huge trouble. worse, if any person at all from the other chinese schools heard that, the not-so-bad reputation of our school will be ruined. we'll be as good as dead. and he’s still going to get fired. and your parents might send you to boot camp or something. WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??????

so you’re obsessed with your teacher. i don’t blame you, a lot of people think he’s totally hot. but do you think it’s best to pretend—and broadcast to the whole country—that you two have a relationship? it’s bad enough that you lied, but did you actually think people will believe that? i know there are actual happenings like this in other countries, but it’s highly impossible for that to happen here, let alone in our school.

finally! after being delayed for two weeks, i finally got to make my own blog.. originally i had wanted to create my blog on the fourteenth, but my internet connection died. hehe. too bad i missed my planned "valentine's day post". oh well.

well, here i end my first post.. i'm not gonna talk about anything yet cuz i'm already sleepy.. but i do plan to update soon.:)

oh, expect a lot of poorly-written poetry. ;P just kidding.