going to the john

Mundong Malupit

2007-02-05T11:23:00.000+08:00

Kailan Ka Ba?

Sugarfree / Tala-Arawan

Duda ang aking kasama, at sabay kami
sa aming pag-iisa
Meron akong matagal nang hinahanap
at ang takot ko’y di sya mahagilap

[refrain]
Dumaan na ba siya?
Di ko lang napuna?
Ilang gabi pang laman ng isip?
Ilang araw pang magtatanong?

[chorus]
Kung sino? Nasa'n? Kailan ka ba?
Darating at ako ay sagipin
Sa mundong malupit, at naiinip
Sino? Nasa'n? Kailan ka ba?

Walang silbi sa akin ang gabi
Di makatulog sa kahihintay sa 'yo
Kung ika’y dumating, kailangang tanggapin
Na baka di ka naman maging akin

[repeat refrain and chorus]

Sino ka man dumating ka na please
Sino ka man dumating ka na please
Sino? Nasa'n? Kailan?

***

This is dedicated to the obvious. And also to a response from prospective grad schools. Haha

Special shoutout to Prof Bea ("Sino sa inyo ang nakaka-relate dito?") and Ablir (This, too, shall pass.).

Torotot Moments

2006-11-18T15:42:00.000+08:00

K-Ann and I were neck-deep in our grad school sessions when we happened by the site of the University of Pittsburgh. There we saw

Me: K-Ann, this picture is giving me lewd thoughts.
K-Ann: Haha. Akala ko sasabihin mo, "deep thoughts."
Me: Uh-huh.

A bit of silence.

Me: Ayaw mo bang mag-aral sa UPitts kung siya ang tutugtog ng torotot mo?

*beat*

Both: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

*****

I was uploading the BSB song All I Have To Give to K-Ann's iTunes.

Me: Ay! Wag mong tingnan, nakakahiya... Guilty pleasure ko yang kantang yan eh.
K-Ann (looking into the screen): Ah, yan. Ah... eh... may album ako niyan eh.
Me: *falls off seat*

*****

At about 11:30 PM last night I sat waiting in front of our village for a tricycle ride. Besides me, there was an empty tricycle (with no sign of the driver anywhere) and another guy waiting. Suddenly, Miss Nursing Student comes out of nowhere and addresses me, "Manong, ba-biyahe po kayo?" while pointing to the empty trike.

Yeah.

So, anyway, I give her my best Lynette Scavo incredulous look. Sometime in the next two seconds she realizes her mistake and whispers a hurried apology. I tell myself I really should work on getting home early.

Back, For A Bit

2006-10-25T09:00:00.000+08:00

Hello. Back after one-sixth of a year, approximately.

You would expect that after a hiatus of that length I'd go into a lengthy discussion about what I did, the places I saw, the people I met... but I won't.

Hahahaha. What I've really been doing is focusing on my grad school application. I started with about 25 schools in mind, and now I'm down to seven or eight. The process of elimination was really hard. I had to consider programs, location, difficulty of getting in, etc etc etc. Anyway, just last week I took the GRE and the TOEFL within 48 hours of each other. Ganun ako eh, gusto kong patayin ang sarili ko. Haha. The two weeks leading to that was the worst. I crammed verbal and quantitative reviews and got two to three hours of sleep a night. I was aided only by coffee--which I suspect would hold its shape even without the mug, it was so strong. The next step would be getting recommendation letters and writing my statement of purpose, you know, once I figure out what that is.

The TOEFL was way easier, but I think I messed up the speaking part. I am bound by oath not to reveal the test questions, but they were really easy... pero nakakakaba talaga. At the end of each speaking task I couldn't stop myself from saying "crap!" Sana talaga di na-record yun. Hahahaha.

And then, of course, there was Milenyo. We're so lucky we didn't sustain too much damage, although floodwater did get into our first floor. My dad had to relocate our car to a higher spot, so my sister and I were left alone. When the water started to rise really fast, we panicked and started to carry some appliances to the second floor. We had a little trouble relocating the TV because it was big and heavy and had about a thousand cables attached to it. At one point I was sitting in the sofa carrying the TV in my lap while Ate removed the cables--with our feet soaking in murky water. It's so cinematic.

I was suddenly transported to my childhood when my lola found my sister and me in a distressing position. I had the TV on my lap, and I was on my sister's lap. We were fighting over which channel to watch, and the TV set fell on me. It was the early 80s; I think there were no remote controls back then, and the channel switch was of the dial type.

Sorry for the random thoughts.

And Here Is Where... 3

2006-08-14T09:26:00.000+08:00

May part three pa 'to? Ayyyy.

Karen, Will, Grace and Jack. I don't think I will ever love an ensemble this much again.

And Here Is Where... 2

2006-08-11T09:09:00.000+08:00

Jal, new drummer Kaka, and Ebe. Fun names.

Jal, Mitch, and Ebe. This is the best picture I took of the whole set.

Bye, Mitch. Or, as we say in Tagalog, siraulo-ka-bakit-ka-aalis?!? Haha. Just kidding.

Those are from my camera. Bea and I have this amazing shot in hers; I'm still waiting for her to send it to me. Waiting. For her. To send it. To me. Soon. Hopefully. Heehee. Peace tayo, Beatriz. All for now. For more of their non-fattening sweetness, visit the Sugarfree mailing list.

Btw, this is the first time I used the Add Image tool in Blogger. I used to upload first in Photobucket. This is waaaaay easier.

And Here Is Where We Say Goodbye

2006-08-07T09:09:00.000+08:00

Bea, Mel, Julius and I were at the Sugarfree 7th anniversary party at the Elbow Room last night. Me and B met up at Megamall and bought deep-dish pizzas (yum) which we ate inside the taxicab and at an abandoned Chinese restaurant at Metrowalk. It was fun to be out again.

After the pizza Bea and I went up to the place, got ourselves seated in a nice, big, empty table, and ordered drinks. I had a mudslide and she got a vodka cruiser. I was hesitating to register at first because I'm just a silent lurker in the Sugarfree mailing list, but we did eventually. Bea used her nametag to cover the tomato sauce she spilled on her shirt. After some time, Melinda, then Julius, arrived.

A few bands played before Sugarfree: Hilera (?), Ciudad and Sandwich. Ciudad sounds good. Gabby Eigenmann apparently took the stage too; luckily Bea and I were at the local Starbucks then getting tea for my sore throat. You know my reservations about Mr. Eigenmann's singing. Anyway. We got back just in time for the Sugarfree set. They have a new drummer, Kaka Quisumbing, who's really good. But I guess that, at least for the night, everyone was focused on Mitch.

They played new songs from their upcoming album... and they were good! Very Sugarfree, with the pain and the humor injected masterfully by the great Ebe. (*falls prostrate on the floor*) After a few songs, Mitch came in and was teased endlessly by Ebe. It was hilarious. They played some classics like Prom, Mariposa and Burnout. Then Mitch stood up and delivered what he alleges is his longest conversation with fellow human beings. Basically he said goodbye, and thanks for the support and all the years he was with the band, and asked that Kaka be treated with the same warmth. His voice was shaking all throughout and he was in tears. I went teary-eyed and my skin went all goosebump-y. It was a lovely, heart-breaking moment.

Haay.

Anyway, we didn't see anyone we knew personally, but a lot of bands were there. Like Imago. Aia was being her usual captivating self, Zach stood silent in those thick-rimmed glasses, and Tim was issuing forth this out-of-this world guffaw from deep within his insides. Ang saya nun. And, oh, I refused Quark Henares a seat. Haha. He seemed really nice.

Yun lang, I'll post some grainy pics soon.

***

My friends Mel and Patrick are out of the running for being America's Next Top... err, Philippine Idol, I mean. The absurdity happened almost a week ago. They were over it in a jiffy--I have a feeling I will take longer to recover. Seemed fitting to include it in this post.

The Beat I'll Miss

2006-07-28T08:14:00.000+08:00

This is Ebe's latest email to the Sugarfree mailing list.

***

hey guys. i am glad you heard it from mitch first. i know some of
you arent taking it well, but sana be happy na lang na we are
parting as good friends. and sabi nga, "this isn't goodbye, just
goodnight." he's always gonna be around.
sana kung ano mang suporta ang pinakita nyo kay mitch, ipakita nyo
rin kay kaka. he's a nice kid and he's working double time to learn
new AND old songs.
our friends are sad, but excited din kasi we're working on new songs
for the october release of our 3rd studio album (grabe, it's been
two years na pala since we released an album). jal and i are very
happy because one, mitch is always gonna be here for all of us, and
two, kaka's passion is rubbing off kaya masipag kami ni jal.
i can not promise you anything but this. kahit anong mangyari, i
will not let you down.
mitch's last manila gig happens on friday at the hard rock cafe.
we'll be playing at 10 pa but if im right, i dont think they charge
entrance until 8pm. im sure he'll appreciate it if you guys go see
him one last time. mahal na mahal nya kayong lahat.
let us grieve, pero gaya nga ng sabi sa dramachine, wag po tayo
mabuhay sa kahapon.
saka mas bagay sa ating lahat ang nakangiti.

ebe

***

And here is Mitch's blog post on their Multiply account.

I was pretty shocked because I only subscribe to emails from the moderators now. I had no inkling. At ngayon ko lang 'to nabasa, kahit na nung Miyerkules pa na-post.

Goodbye, Mitch Singson.

My poor heart is breaking.

Multimedia

2006-07-17T09:52:00.000+08:00

I'm currently crazy about Pandora. Everyone has to try it. Once you've created an account, you can start making radio stations. What you do is simply type in an artist name or song title, then Pandora searches the Music Genome Project (yes, this site appeals to me on so many levels) for artists or songs that have the same general sound, influences, technique, etc. It's allowed me to expand my music vocabulary; for instance, I now know what vamping means. I think.

And then, if you're not already watching Grey's Anatomy, you should start. I caught the first three episodes on Star World, then I kept on missing it because I constantly arrived home late. Good thing my mom was able to borrow pirated DVDs for Seasons 1 and 2 from a friend. Sure, the inlay is in Korean and they mixed up some episodes, but what the hell. I'm hooked. My favorite quote so far:

Intimacy is a four syllable word for "Here are my heart and soul - please grind them into hamburger and enjoy."

I have yet to finish Season 1, so no spoilers from those of you who are fans. Okay? Okay.

Steamy Window Sequence

2006-07-05T08:45:00.000+08:00

Alright. This is too fantastic to not blog.

Yesterday, the MBB guard spotted a pickup truck parked at the grassy area behind the building. No one seemed to be inside, but the vehicle was rocking. She proceeded to inspect what was going on and peeped in. What she found was a teenage boy and girl, both totally naked, having sex on the backseat.

The windows were not tinted. It was 11:55AM.

Nakakatawa, na nakakaawa rin. It was probably just two kids who didn't know what to do with raging hormones and their, umm, physiological effects. But still: The windows were not tinted. It was 11:55AM. Haay. The couple was escorted to the UP Diliman Police, who interrogated them. The boy, it turned out, is an 18 year-old DLSU student; the girl is a minor. How did they end up in UP? I don't know. The back of the MBB building isn't even romantic: just grass and parked jeepneys in the distance and the occasional goat grazing.

Really, for a building teeming with geeks, Albert Hall plays witness to the juiciest events. The juiciest, I tell you. One good thing that came out of this was we ended up gossiping for a good twenty minutes in my Master's class. The professor was only too happy to oblige. She had access to full details: the parking space occupied by the pickup truck was hers. Hahahaha.

***

I started working at MSI exactly two years ago today. Happy anniversary, K-Ann! I'm rubbing ashes on my head as I type this.

Something To Break The Hiatus

2006-06-16T08:42:00.000+08:00

I just want to congratulate my friends Patrick and Melinda for getting into Philippine Idol! Woohoo! Hmmm... mahusay, survived their first encounter with Mr. C, Pilita and Francis M. Scoot over to Patrick's blog to see his Golden Ticket.

And belated happy birthday to Bea!

I am missing blogging and bloghopping. Gusto ko pang magsulat!

1996 - 2006

2006-05-31T09:53:00.000+08:00

Akda ni Jayson, na kung minsan ay Guiller rin. Salamat, salamat, salamat.

Medida
Para kina A, B, G at F, mga tapat na kaibigan, sa sampung taon ng ating plastikan (hehehe)

ang totoo, mga kaibigan ko,
ang mga pangarap nati’y di hinuhuling parang tutubi
hindi ito dadapo sa mga ligaw na damo
hindi ito mahahabol ng maliliksing daliri.

batid natin ito.

ngayon pa lamang, dapat matutunan na natin ito:
ang kasaysayan natin ay hindi bubuin ng mga araw at kaganapan
hindi tayo ipagpapatayo ng mga rebulto’t monumento,
wala tayong hinihintay na manunubos, di tulad sa mga nanampalataya,
na darating na parang magnanakaw sa gabi.

ang totoo, ang eksaktong lugar/panahon na kaya nating lingunin,
ang panandang-bato kung saan natin, mula rito, susukatin ang ating narating,
ang siya ring eksaktong puntong nagbubuklod sa atin

ang totoo, mga kaibigan ko,
sa pagitan ng mga huntahan at kwentuhan natin ay mga buntung-hininga—
na bagamat walang titik ay may di nasusukat na pantig na tigib ng kahulugan

Today's Good Deed... Check!

2006-05-16T09:31:00.000+08:00

Let's help this guy get laid.

Belated Happy Mother's Day Mom! I hope you like the green stripe underwear I bought you.

Haha, I've never posted two things as irrelevant as these.

Bice/Daughtry

2006-05-12T09:16:00.000+08:00

I lost two years in a row. *sobs*

Elliot Yamin HAS to win. He has to.

Plea

2006-05-08T09:11:00.000+08:00

There are some things you have to respect, and one of those is time for myself on weekends. It's not as if I slack on weekdays; on the contrary, I break my back trying to squeeze into one day all that you have me do. As it is I work more than the 40 hours a week I am paid for. If it won't cause you to break out in hives, please give us all a bit of credit for all that we do. I assure you we more than deserve that.

Yesterday's were the last tears I will ever shed for work. I promise it.

The Moneymaker

2006-04-29T13:34:00.000+08:00

My blog is worth $1,693.62.
How much is your blog worth?

Wow, I could sell this crap and make more money than I do overtiming on Saturdays?!? I just don't know how they compute the figures. I guess I could find out... but science research awaits.

Ikaw, how much is your blog worth?

Lola

2006-04-24T09:45:00.000+08:00

I have been living vicariously off other people for the past few weeks now. It's a disease, I tell you, that's self-inflicted. I really should jog with my labmates every afternoon, and go to beaches with my friends, and make sure that Baguio trip with M8 pushes through... but right now all I can think about is sleeping in on a Saturday morning. And now, more events from other people's lives:

My labmate Dai was malling by herself in SM North last week when she noticed two elderly people following her. The lolo and lola looked normal--at first perusal--so she didn't take much notice of it. That is, until she was followed everywhere she went. She was now in the department store checking out clothes when the old lady approached her from behind, opened her bag (which was slung over her shoulder), and starts scouring through her stuff. Dai was in such shock at the lady's audacity that she did not know what to say at first. And when she regained control of her toungue two seconds later, all she could yell was "Oooohhhhh!" at which the old lady stopped what she was doing and went about her way as if NOTHING happened. You can imagine myself and my labmates doubling over with laughter by this point as Dai was telling her story, but I bet it was scary when it happened. We kept telling Dai she'd just been WOW MALI-ed. Hahahaha.

Ablir, K-Ann and I watched ZsaZsa Zaturnnah Saturday night. Wow wow wow. It was fantastic. I don't like spoilers so I'm going to stop right here. Those of you who have no plans for this coming Friday, Saturday or Sunday: go buy tickets now at Ticketworld. And those of you who are smart and have already booked seats and are just waiting for the weekend to come, start getting excited. It was worth all the trouble we underwent getting the tickets. It was seriously hilarious.

No Fasting for This Guy

2006-04-10T15:28:00.000+08:00

Nothing substantial to write about really. I'm in front of our lab PC and I don't feel like doing any more work. The vacation days are so near, but right before it starts an AMOR meeting is scheduled to transpire. I have erroneous results again this week--what's new. Anyway, Ablir is bent on going to Puerto Galera this week on a "backpacking adventure." For me Puerto Galera is a no-no because the accommodations are extremely expensive and the food terrible (to my blockmates: remember with loathing the schnitzel and kaldirita? hahahahaha). Plus there's this little complication of me having nearly drowned there--details of that horror story I'm taking to my grave. I think the only one who really knows about the whole thing is Sheena, who accompanied me all the way to the safety of the shore. Enough.

I'm not really sure how to spend four days of no work. Lying in a perfectly horizontal position sounds mighty fine... And I should really catch up on my reading. But what would really get the stress out of me is a good, long massage. My labmates accuse me of being obsessed with it at the moment. Here in our lab we give each other quickie... shoulder rubs because they really, really help. Ahh, but to lie flat while being smothered in aromatic oils... Hey, that's the life.

Goodbye for now. I probably won't be able to post again until after Easter, as my cousins and I will busy ourselves singing the Pasiong Mahal starting Wednesday.

Btw, does anyone here watch Grey's Anatomy? The first episode's pretty good. I didn't previously know that Katherine Heigl (of teen sci-fi drama Roswell) was in the cast.

Safe in Here

2006-04-05T10:36:00.000+08:00

clumsy
our lady peace

throw away the radio suitcase
that keeps you awake
hide the telephone, in case
you realize that sometimes you're just not okay
you level off but it's not alright now
you need to understand
there's nothing strange about this
you need to know your friends
you need to know that

i'll be waving my hand, watching you drown
watching you scream
quiet or loud
maybe you should sleep
maybe you just need a friend
as clumsy as you've been
there's no one laughing
you will be safe in here

throw away this very old shoelace
that tripped you again
try and shrug it off
it's only skin now
you need to understand
there's nothing fake about this
you need to let me in
i'm watching you and

i'll be waving my hand, watching you drown
watching you scream
quiet or loud
maybe you should sleep
maybe you just need a friend
as clumsy as you've been
there's no one laughing
you will be safe in here

We're Not Gonna Pay

2006-03-11T11:48:00.000+08:00

I got this and a copy of the movie soundtrack from Ablir, Bea, Jayson, and Grace for my birthday. Watched it a few days ago, when I woke up early in the morning, planning to start my lab report (which is, by the way, still a blank page). Haaaaay. You know they did something right when you're in tears three minutes into the movie.

RENTheads: RENT night na ito! Show up in your best "feeling cold" costume.

Day After

2006-03-03T09:31:00.000+08:00

I was supposed to publish this last Tuesday, but I didn't find time to finish it. Until now:

Yesterday was one of my most harassing birthdays of recall. First up, there was that standoff at Fort Bonifacio the previous night. I was glued to the news and found myself caring about the country's situation after a long time of apathy. Will & Grace was actually cut in mid-scene to allow a live news feed from ANC to come in (and when the regular programming came back, biglang F na!). I was quickly brought up to speed about the goings on, and the principal players (Miranda, Allaga, Querubin, etc.), as well as the shutting down of The Daily Tribune and the military presence in the TV stations. Smells like something from over twenty years ago, something I only read about and hear from my parents and professors. Am I even allowed to write this?

Then on my birthday, we found UP in a lockdown. All exits and entrances to the campus were closed, save for the University Avenue. People--the few who were there--had to walk from building to building as the trusty Ikot was nowhere to be found. The whole place had Ghost Town written all over it. I trooped over to the AS steps to join (or did I merely watch?) the demonstration of UP students, along with some faculty and high-ranking UP officials. Bea and I met up and listened to the panelists talk. Later on I met with my labmates for lunch, in which I had tapsilog, sitting on the pavement and listening to increasingly louder cries of "Oust GMA!"

I'm ashamed to say that I still don't know what my stand is. I'm all for press freedom and respect for human rights, but if and when GMA is ousted, who will replace her? I am fervently hoping no one is going to say "Kabayan." Will there be another presidential elections? Will Susan Roces run? Most importantly, when will this cycle of electing presidents and removing them from office through mass demonstrations end? We've become quite adept at it already and, frankly, sometimes it makes me sick. Now I'm not even sure I'm proud I was there in the streets during EDSA II.

***

I had to stay in the lab late to wait for a foreign shipment to arrive. By the time I got out I was really, really tired, and I was just beginning the long commute home. When I got to our house, however, I was pleasantly surprised because there was my whole family waiting for me with a birthday cake. I made a quick wish, then blew the candle. Took me right back to childhood.

Simple Words

2006-02-27T15:17:00.000+08:00

This one's from my Mom:

Won't you stop and pause for a while. Postpone all unnecessary cares and make this day a very special one for you. Remember,it comes only once a year. But I earnestly hope and pray that you'll experience a hundred and one more happy birthdays like this... Over ba? HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY SON. Words can't express how proud I am for having a son like you.

*sniffle*

Five Fragments

2006-02-21T08:26:00.000+08:00

There is a strange familiarity with putting my fingers to a keyboard, without writing for either work or school. I know I've neglected to post for sometime now. This time I won't blame it on my hectic sked. This time I point the blame to... Pinoy Big Brother. Kaka-addict eh. Hahaha! Joke lang, actually busy lang talaga ako at tamad rin.

***

I've been composing this email to Sheena using Microsoft Word, and I've already written a few thousand words, but now I've forgotten the password. Horror! Hindi ko na siya ma-open ulit. Does anyone know how I can recover it?

***

The maternal side of my clan is going to Singapore in a few months and I can't come because I have work and I don't have a passport because DOST has banned me from leaving the country and so I'm stuck here, plus one of my friends (name withheld) is also leaving for Maryland and I will be left alone with my thoughts in the lab and it's fun to write like this even if it annoys you all.

***

The most interesting thing to happen to me in recent memory is my nightmare of two nights ago. In it, I was chill-chill-chilling (bwahahahaha) in my room, while my dad was watching a news program downstairs. Since my door was open I could hear most of what was being said on the TV: a criminal was confessing how he grotesquely murdered a girl (I think it was by water torture). Just then, an overhead cabinet in my room opened and down dropped a corpse--that of the murdered girl. She was wearing an all-white dress to match her pale complexion, her hair was long and frizzy, and she had swollen, orange lips. That is what'll stick to you, the swollen, orange lips. I woke up with a start, listening to my heart hammering away. Seconds later I dash to the light switch. Now I keep expecting my cabinet doors to fly open and release a girl in rigor mortis; thankfully, all that really is in danger of dropping out are my old clothes and lizard poop.

***

You should all see Brokeback Mountain. And read the short story too, if you have a copy of it.

On Writing, On Fairies

2006-01-12T09:24:00.000+08:00

I got published today. Whee! I hope you can all read my TB article, and not doze off doing it. I last got published way, way back in grade school.

Totally irrelevant: I am now a fan of Etheria. I'm a bit lost because I didn't start watching it from the beginning and I only caught about half an episode of Encantadia. The song played while the end credits roll is something nice.

Here Come The Waterworks

2005-12-20T08:42:00.000+08:00

Ang babaw-babaw ng luha ko these days. Is it just the emotion of this season? Last week I had to hold my tears in while my boss grilled me about my work. Funny that instead of being angry at her, I was mostly angry with myself. Hmmm. I should let myself off the hook more easily.

Last night we had a lab Christmas party at Ate Irene's. It was REALLY fun, especially the games (Charades and Hawakan ng Saging--haha). Ate Zeny, who was in-house RA immediately before me, and who is now happily teaching high school students, gave me a gift with an attached note. I opened them just a while ago. The gift was a 2006 planner and a ballpen (how she knew that I needed these badly I will never know). But the one that really hit home was the short letter. It feels so good to have someone appreciate what you do. Nakakawala ng pagod. And coming from her, who was in this position for six years, well... let's just say it was an Oscar moment. Naiyak talaga ako dito sa lab. Good thing I didn't read the letter on my commute to the workplace. I imagine people would stare.

I'm planning to write a lengthy piece on the past year. Life-changing siya, to say the least. Hindi man matutuloy yung Boracay getaway, ayos lang. I think I'll have a fun New Year's. But for now, Happy Christmas to all!

Ablir, magpagaling ka. Kakanta ka pa ng One Song Glory sa January 1!

I _____________

2005-12-01T13:53:00.000+08:00

Got this from Marik. Feel free to post it too.

Here are the instuctions....

A. Copy this whole list.
B. Highlight the things that are true about you.
C. Whatever you don't touch is false.

01. When I was younger I made some bad decisions
02. I don't watch much TV these days
03. I love psychodelic mushrooms
04. I love sleeping
05. I have loads of books
06. I once slept in a bathroom
07. I love playing video games
08. I adore marijuana
09. I watch porn movies
10. I watch them with my father
11. I like sharks
12. I love spiders
13. I was born without hair and I still have no hair
14. I like George Bush
15. I am cool
16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year
17. I have a jacuzzi and a Porsche
18. I have a lot to learn
19. I carry my knife everywhere
20. I can be really really smart
21. I've never broken someone's bones
22. I have a secret
23. I hate snow
25. Punk rock rules
26. I hate Bill Gates!
27. I love Chinese food
28. I would hate to be famous
29. I am so not a morning person
30. I wear glasses --> contact lenses, actually
31. I don't need glasses, except sunglasses
32. I have potential
33. I'm pure Japanese
34. My legs are two different sizes
35. I have a twin
36. I wear a padded bra sometimes
37. I can ramble on about absolutely nothing
38. I'm left-handed
39. I hate llamas
40. I don't like horror movies
41. I suck at climbing
42. People hate me usually
43. I love pop music
44. I hardly ever go to bed before midnight
45. I hate parking fines
46. I know the national anthem of my country by heart
47. I know more than two languages --> Filipino, English, und etwas Deutsch
48. I can spend too much time on the computer
49. I often want to throw out the computer in a window
50. I live on a ground floor --> but my house has two...
51. I don't like chocolate
52. I'd like to be more original
53. I've lied --> no, really. i haven't.
54. Cocks are my favorite birds
55. I want to conquer the world
56. I wonder what happens when I die --> what if everything just turns black, and you are suspended in an under-anesthesized mode? freaky
57. I've read all books about Harry Potter
58. I love my dog! --> don't have one
59. I love to exercise
60. I hate chemistry with a passion and math, too!
61. I love to write but I wish I could be as interesting as some people --> or that I had more time for it
62. I like changes --> this is too general, i'm coloring it yellow
63. I hate going to class
64. I am afraid to die --> right now, yeah. i am only 22!
65. I hate dish washing with a passion!
66. My hair is long, brown, and incredibly curly
67. My nails are nine inch long
68. My favorite color is black
69. I like to sleep on the floor
70. I am hopeless at cooking --> I burned my hand frying an egg. I'd like to get better though
71. I sucked my thumb when I was little --> who didn't?
72. I should be doing something else rather than doing this --> no, as i have not been paid in a month
73. I am online a lot
74. I hate the government --> I hate how it's being handled right now
75. I don't have a girlfriend/boyfriend
76. I'm too nice for my own good --> sometimes. my anger tends to dissipate irritatingly quickly
77. I love to read, I read as much as I can --> not anymore. *wails*
78. I don't trust newspapers
79. I like debating
80. I live in a wagon
81. I clean my room once a month --> only when my Mom absolutely forces me to
82. I'm scared of american fast food
83. I have a third eye
84. I love Mozambique
85. I don't trust any religion
86. I used to play with barbies only because all the other girls were doing it
87. I wanted to be a super hero when I was little
88. I like listening to wind chimes
89. I'm very disorganized
90. My hair is long and straight - ahuy! yeah. sure.
91. I earn a lot --> ...of heartache
92. I don't like spicy food --> slightly spicy is okay
93. I keep a diary -- used to
94. I can't do cartwheels --> or do the hard "Rrrrrr!"
95. I can be very lazy
96. I'm sarcastic more often than not
97. I think my hair can be annoying
98. I could be sensitive --> too sensitive pa nga eh
99. I love being "ab-normal" --> love 'em weirdoes

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