Monday, August 21, 2006
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{Bloody Braincells & Eyebags Galore;
Mood: dead tired AND sleepy
Listening to: Sexy Love by Ne-yo
NOTE: I may repeat myself over and over again in this entry, so please bare with it. :)
After nearly a week's worth of not sleeping and drinking too much coffee, I finally got to take some slack off of me ~ thank God for Monday's holiday!
I'll just start by recalling what happened last week, or probably the details that matter most. We had our midterms from Wednesday up until Saturday; 2 subjects per day ~ wew! I'd rather not repeat myself by stating everything that happened every exam day, so I'd honestly say that I'm wishing that I got a rather good result with my Chemistry and Algebra test because if I don't ~ I'm dead meat.
Okay, enough with the post-midterms jitters already! I got lucky last Friday, way too lucky. Here's the low-down: I met up with all the presidents and vice-presidents of Ms. Agpasa's advisory classes around 11:30-1:00 and after all the introductions, I found myself being elected as the Over-All Public Relations Officer of Homeroom. Way to go, Faye! With an empty stomach and tired physique, me and Mariel proceed to the Speech Lab for another meeting concerning the Level I Core Council elections. Again, after all the introductions wherein we were instructed to introduce ourselves and our leadership qualities, I found myself being elected as the Treasurer. Yeah, baby!
No, I ain't dreaming. I really thank the Lord for the great opportunities that came my way that day. Finally, the chance to serve others is within my reach; something that was just a far off thought back in high school. After all the commotion, I also became a part of the Program and Invitations Committee for our RSO Night. Now that's exciting!
Right now, I just officially finished the layout changes of The Centerpost Online ~ our student publications' webbie around 15 minutes ago. I'm just plainly dead tired, both mind and physique but I still have to do a draft on the RSO invitations.
So help me, God.
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i'M STiLL LOViNG iT!
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11:58 PM
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
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{A Leap of Faith;
Mood: TOO sleepy yet full of caffeine
Listening to: You & Me by Lifehouse
Just when I was on the brink of giving up did I realize that I don't have to lose it to feel that I am whole. Yes, pain is a sign that we are mortal beings and it will always surface one way or another. Simply put: It felt weird to be thinking that I can shun away all other things and be all-knowing and what not.
I was wrong.
"Life's lessons come every now and then, and thank God it did."
Random realizations:
"People love you just the way you are."
Never shall you doubt yourself, for if you do others will start doubting your intentions."
"Love who you are and what you are doing."
"Have faith!"
*Abie. Happy 14. :)
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i'M STiLL LOViNG iT!
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12:50 AM
Sunday, August 13, 2006
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{Aww! Sweetest Things.. :);
Mood: paranoid
Listening to: Shake It Off by Mariah Carey
The Sweetest Things A Guy Could Do :)
Leave her cute text messages.
Kiss her in front of your friends.
Trust her over everyone else.
Tell her she looks beautiful.
Look her in the eye when you talk to her.
Tell her stupid jokes to make her laugh.
Let her mess with your hair.
Just walk around with her.
Include her in pretty much everything you do.
When she cries, do whatever to make her smile.
Forgive her for her mistakes.
Look at her like she's the only girl you see.
Tickle her even if she says stop.
When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.
Let her fall asleep in your arms.
Get her mad, then kiss her.
Tease her and let her tease you back.
Stay up with her all night when she's sick.
Watch her favorite movie.
Kiss her forehead.
Write her letters.
Let her wear your clothes.
When she's sad, hang out with her.
Let her know she is important.
Let her take all the photos of you she wants.
Surprise her with flowers for no reason.
Kiss her in the rain.
And when you fall in love with her, tell her.
And when you do tell her... LOVE her like you never loved before.
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i'M STiLL LOViNG iT!
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8:18 PM
Sunday, August 06, 2006
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{To Let Go Gracefully;
Mood: repressing bad thoughts
Listening to: Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake
It was the worst 3 days of my life; I've cried, cried and cried some more. Last Thursday, me and my dad got into a really huge argument because of a stupid petty thing. The following day, we talked about family in Homeroom and I cried some more. Yesterday, my emotions just burst off my chest. I was late for the first General Assembly of the Peer Counselors Group with which I was planning to become an officer. The thought just went to waste, and I braced myself for yet another BAD,BAD,BAD news. For the first time, I found myself staring blankly for a couple of minutes in front of the bulletin board for a result I never thought I'd see.
"... I didn't pass the Chorale."
A freakin' phrase that kept echoing in my mind that I cannot even process immediately. I just didn't know what to do. It's like losing your life support and half-dying in a deeper sense. I felt humiliated even though I was the only one standing there looking at that plain white bond paper encased behind the glass. Recalling what happened then and there still sends chills down my spine. I cannot control myself. I felt lost. I felt dazed. I feel like I'm dead. I feel like I don't know myself anymore. I'm ashamed. ~ And I hate these feelings...
But I have to let go.
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i'M STiLL LOViNG iT!
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8:41 PM
