Last Saturday was Che-che's debut. I was really surprised when she texted me that I was to be her 18 candles. I was even more surprised on Saturday when I found out that I was the only one among her 18 candles who wasn't part of her barkada. I was really touched. I mean, Che and I are really good friends. We started out as seatmates, we weren't really that open to each other then since it was the first time we became classmates. Eventually though, we shared many similar thoughts and, that's how our friendship started. But of course, I still have my own barkada, Tidibur and she has her own Jabbs n Mills, and so it never occured to me that I was actually worthy enough to be her 18 candles. Frankly though, Che-che is one of my most treasured friends as well. Her innocent childishness and sweetness sure are worth reminiscing until now. She is one living proof of a filial daughter and a rich person who still knows the meaning of being thrifty. I'm really thankful that I was given the chance to meet Che during my last year in highschool. We may not be seeing each other anymore, but our friendship will certainly maintain as long as we live.

I miss my highschool friends...!!!

Interview with Mikee Lee

Seeing Mikee on TV is one thing, but talking to him personally is another story. Well it is indeed another story, a long story if I may specify, a long story worth telling, but because of my incurable laziness, this is one long story I won't be telling here. haha... To cut the long story short, I was able to interview Mikee and chat with him for over an hour, even at the most inappropriate place at the Gonzaga cafeteria, but as I said, it's one experience worth remembering all my life.

Mikee is surprisingly, a really down-to-earth, friendly and humble person. I used to think that celebrities would most likely turn arrogant once they become famous. Well, at least Mikee is one exception. More details of our interview will be released once I finish the feature article starring Mikee. But one thing's for sure, Mikee is one funny, smart, and really sociable person. He's definitely one person worth knowing outside the TV!

"You can never please everyone." Gosh Mikee you took the words right out of my mouth! Aydol!!!

Today was a gloomy morning. When I looked up at my wonderful inspiration, Mikee wasn't there! Sob. Glenda must have blown my Mikee away... wah! Come back Mikee I need you!!!!

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Why is it that fate always manages to play with my life? The time I found a friend, is the same time when she's going to leave me. And why is it that I'm falling for the wrong person again? I'm tired of such games... can't you spare me from this misery?!

rain

It was the first time I saw rain clouds move that fast. That phenomenon came so much of a surprise to me that I stood there staring into the darkening sky for like... what? A minute or so. I guess it really is the rainy season. As much as I like the rain, the rain makes me feel very gloomy. Not that I like the feeling of gloominess, but being gloomy and watching the rain fall outside my window just calms me down, in a way.

Reminded of:
~"Rain outside my window pouring down..."
~"Let the rain fall down, I'm coming clean..."
~"Sa ulaaaaaaaan.... sinong di mababaliw sa ulan...?"

I'm hurt. Why? Cause I figured that not many people give a care about my blog. Yah, I ask people to visit, to tag whatever chuva chuva... but some ignore, while others tag without even reading my entries. Well, face it Honey Lynne, you're just not FAMOUS or CATCHY enough for people to be interested with your life. Anyway, who cares?! A blog is a blog. You just write on and on for the sake of stress relief or whatever, and you don't really give a damn what other people think, and if they care at all or not.

It's just lately when I realized that writing has become my passion. Since second year, I started my first ever fanfic with Steffi. Well, sure I went on hiatus for two years, but that's because of schoolwork and not because I got tired of writing. I'm really more of a thinker-writer. I usually give my writing a lot of thought before actually laying them down on writing. That is why it took me two years to finally grasp the plot of my story and continue it last summer. Haha.. guess what?! I'm on hiatus again, cause I haven't thought of HOW to end the story. In the meantime, I'm expressing my need to write on my blog. As you can see I'm posting more often than usual.

Blogging really is relieving sometimes. When I'm feeling extremely down, like now, I feel the urge to write. I just hate days without school. Quite ironical to my outburst yesterday when the news came out that there won't be classes today. "Woohoo! No classes!" I was the announcer in our family last night. Yet now, yah, sulking me again. I wanna watch bleach, but my head aches if I wear the earphones for too long, and I'm quite pissed off by the pop-ups that appear suddenly in the middle of the video. I wanna learn Java, but the day is almost over and I haven't even opened the book sitting just beside me now. I hate this feeling of down-ness and sulkiness everytime I'm stuck in the house. But I also hate going to school tomorrow. What irony, yes I know. I AM born that way. So, face it! You're a fickle prick Honey!

I'm extremely moody today.... boohoo! *You should have already realized earlier.*

new inspiration

The math long test was so uber urgh... It's urgh squared squared, squared. Gad, I just hope I don't go to basic math... and I don't want to shift course either!

Lately, I think I've been doing well in futsal for the past two meetings. Well, that's what I think, because I could really feel the game spirit... hihi... In fact, I'm pretty excited to play in a real football game. Gosh, I just wonder when that would happen. On the other hand, there's this really frightening futsal varsity player who is playing for the opposing team. Since I was playing guard today, I was so scared when the ball goes to her. "Please don't hit me, don't hit me!!!" Well, good thing I was able to block one of her kicks. YAHOO!

My ultimate inspiration: Just this morning I was walking drowsily to school when suddenly I looked up to the sky like I usually do, and instead of the "Bench Fever" poster, guess what replaced it? Mikee modelling for Bench! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! It's so cool... and he's so cute! My morning suddenly brightened up all thanks to Mikee!!!

My first experience with anime was, sadly, today. Yes, after 17 years of childhood long past, today was the first time I watched an anime show. Guess what? It's Bleach, and I'm actually getting addicted to it already. Thanks to Ram... grrr.... hihi... Anyway, the show's pretty good anyway. Perhaps, it's the theme that caught my interest. Whatever, I AM going to watch every single episode of that... haha... But before everything else... *buries head in math notebook*

I saw Jerry today, along the SEC benches. I couldn't help but curse when I saw him. *God forgive me!* I was really surprised though. It's been a really long time since I last saw him. But that once fiery passion had FINALLY died away. When I saw him a while ago, it was only a feeling of utter bewilderment, and nothing else. Sob. Does that mean I've really changed prospect...

again?!

MUST... WATCH... POTC 2... MUST... WATCH... JACK SPARROW... *struggles on and on*

heart ache

It's so amazing to see you again, after two years. Yes, I remember clearly the first day we met. Your hair was ruffled in a messy way, your eyes still wore that drowsiness feeling. You were late for class, and naturally the center of attraction at that moment. You were reprimanded yet you took it lightly and joked around with the teacher. Everyone laughed. That was the moment I liked you. You were everything I wanted: funny, smart, tall and good-looking, charming, sweet, everything I wanted from a boy. But that was so long ago, and after we parted ways, you gradually slipped my mind.

After two years though, we meet again. You sat there: two tables away from mine. I was surprised to see you there. I noticed your eyes, your look, they were still the old you, the you I liked so much two years ago. I wanted to catch your attention, but soon you looked away. Reality hurts. You forgot me, completely, entirely. Perhaps you never even remembered me. My heart shattered into pieces. It weren't so painful when we separated compared to that moment when you looked away from me. There was no way anymore, no chance for us. And yes, it was the most painful thing that ever happened to me.

I should never forget this day, when your image gave me hope but soon after your eyes broke my heart as well.

Today is Jewel's debut. It was a wonderful celebration, and a great chance for our batch to meet up again for a grand reunion. Well, I saw Jatu... I miss her so, so much. I saw Randell too, hehe... reminded me of our funny conversation through YM. Everyone busied themselves taking pictures, chatting, catching up with each other. Sigh. Now that we're in college, the fond memories of each other seem to get so memorable in our lives. Yes, I consider my highschool friends a really huge part of my life as well.

Happy birthday Jewel! You were so beautiful and so charming tonight! You'll always be the special jewel in my life.

Got to go, I'm still going to watch dvd with mahoods. Toodles!

I went to the library today. I feel so much like a nerd, borrowing two books at the same time. Thus giving myself a really hard time heaving two heavy books home. Anyway, it's still raining, which is a good and bad thing for me. Currently, I'm getting addicted to BlueJ. haha... yah I am a nerd, so what?! hehe...

Happy birthday to my everdearest sister! Best wishes for you dear... Love you always!

let the rain fall down...

Rain. It's amazing how this natural phenomenon always manages to work on me. I don't know why but I love the rain. I love to stay under the rain, feeling its powers seeping into me. Powers? Yah, for me the rain is so powerful, seeing as how it could change me into a different person everytime I hear it.

Well, today is yet another rainy day and as usual, the rain has made my day really, really special. When the train I was on neared my stop, there was a loud bang, someone screamed beside me, and the lights went off. I panicked as I felt the train skidding down the tunnel leading to the station. Even the lights in the station were out. It was pitch black. The train halted at last but the doors didn't budge. I checked my watch - 7:05. 25 minutes left to dash towards Faura Hall. Finally, someone spoke over the loud speaker guiding us towards the exit. It was so crowded outside the station. There were people coming from all directions. Some struggling to get into the train, some struggling to get out like me. I walked briskly towards the street, but the people coming from the other direction were pulling me back. Suddenly, someone called my name. I turned around and waved at her. And then I saw it. A middle-aged woman stood behind me. On her left she held on to her umbrella, and her right hand was right at my bag, and the zipper was already open! Instinctively I pulled my bag towards me and stared at her. She simply avoided my eyes and acted like nothing happened. My heart leapt, and I quickly broke through the crowd before she could follow me further.

I was two minutes late for my first class. Luckily, I made it to the test. 9/10, merely satisfactory. I could have done better if I weren't late.

We were all hoping and praying that she wouldn't show up for class. It was supposed to be a free cut, if she hadn't zoomed into the room at the last minute, and I had to endure another full hour of her discussions.

I did better at the third quiz. Comes to show that I really have to memorize all the details in my Lit book. Sigh and I'm so poor in memorization.

The rain just wouldn't stop. I was dreading Math. Luckily, my wish was granted. Classes were suspended so Charles and I left school. Guess what? The train broke down. We rode a jeep to Anonas and there took our train ride. The rain kept on pouring. It smelled good though, compared to the litter-filled station.

I feel ashamed of myself. Why pretend to be someone I'm not? I didn't create this layout. It's such a shameful thing to say considering that I'm a comsci student. Yah, I suck in Java. Well, hopefully someday I could create my own layout. Sorry for the disappointment.

service

Today's my first two hours of service as a scholar. I went to ADSA to see if there's anything I can do. Well, they started me with the easy jobs at first.

1.) I pasted labels on boxes. Don't ask me what they are for. Registration thingy I think.

2.) I stuck double sided tape to nametags for some seminar or sumfink.

3.) I was handed some memos and a stapler and I started posting these memos on all org bulletin boards all over campus.

4.) I helped fastening the documents to folders.

5.) I cut slips of paper with THE paper cutter, where I eventually hurt myself and bled a lot. It was a difficult task too because I wasn't able to sliced the paper straight so I had to trim them one by one with pinking shears.

Besides my wound, which still hurts, the service was pretty fun! I'm going back there within the week. hehe... toodles!

another week flew by...

Well, another week flew by. (kulet!) It's Saturday and I was so excited to go to school. Yep I met my old friends, I missed them so much, especially Joshua. I missed bugging him! haha... then that's about all we did: chit-chat, picture taking, then I had to fetch Pat. We were there the whole afternoon but it seemed the time wasn't enough. I still hadn't seen Anly, Suz, Meng and Steph since our last reunion. I miss them so much. I wish we would all find some time to go out. Gosh, thinking of them just made me feel even more empty inside... sigh.

Captain Jack is back!

It's so amazing that after two years, I finally found my fellow Jack Sparrow fans! hehe... more power to Sher, Mika and Raisa! More power to Johnny Depp! I can't wait till July 12. I am so going to watch the movie! Anyway, you guys could read my POTC fanfic and make sure you review!

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/459713/

Check it out!