The Porn-Star-in-Training Shopping Rat

Malls, malls and more malls!

That is what I've been doing for the past 2 days. I had wanted to blog about my day yesterday but I actually kept on dozing off while typing so I decided it was kind of hopeless.

Yesterday was literally Klabanapz day. I spent the whole day with Klabanapz- morning, afternoon and all the way 'till the evening.

We spent the morning in school and the afternoon and evening in Glorietta. We covered the entire area browsing at clothes, shoes and whatever knickknack we passed.

We were killing time as if there was no class and no readings the following day. But I guess we both deserved a break. We're facing a very stressful week ahead and I guess we ought to alot a little time for leisure as well.

Today was nothing out of the ordinary either. I was back at the mall again, this time with my dad. Yeah, my dad the aggressive shopper who I happen to take after.

There is a camera bazaar (is that what you call it?) in Glorietta and we are seriously considering getting the Nikon F55 (as advised by several people including Mickie).

We also got the Canon back from the shop today. The service center did what they could for the camera but it really has a lot of problems including a crack somewhere inside and fungus on the lens.

I am just so sure at the back of my mind, my dad thinks I did that to the camera though he's kind enough to not say anything. Yet for the life of me, I cannot recall any instance where I dropped the camera real hard to have some part inside crack.

The fungus I can own up to since I got so much mud on the camera on our trip to Quezon. But the technician said the fungus was a result of humidity and time. There I'm off the hook!

I ended the day helping my mom do grocery in Shopwise Libis. I love the place- I really do!

There's so much to see (not on the electronic side and the clothes side though) but I really love going through the rows and rows of stuff and finding some little thing or 2 to amuse myself with.

The place has also got a very wide array of candy. All sorts of brands, shapes and sizes. This would be good- if I ate candy. Unfortunately, I don't touch the stuff.

My friend Ate Liza was on board tonight in Radio One in RX. I heard her show all the way home. The topic of her show was "If You Had to Wear a Shirt for 1 Year, What Would it Say?"

Ate Liza texted me the question this afternoon and I replied "Porn Star in Training". Only, I forgot to tell her not to give my name. When it did dawn on me, she was already on board. She never got my text.

Thus, not only did she read my answer but she used my real name. And both my parents were with me in the car. Talk about mortifying moments! ...but my dad was pretty amused.

At long last! After ages of boardwork Ate Liza finally greets me on air!

Another highlight of the day was, well, I was able to make SOMEONE smile. And that made my day.

And now I am off to call a very special friend. Out of the blue, she called me on my phone yesterday. We haven't spoken in months and yeah I was ecstatic. Leaping for joy. Jubilant.

She is one of my closest friends and we've got a lot of chika and catching up on order here. Incidentally, she was my Prom date 4 years back and Jan 16 is our "anniversary" of becoming close to each other!

A Little Aside

I've got Ring 1 (the one being shown here) playing on my Media Player right now.

Somehow it's more eerie right now that it's 11:20 PM and I'm watching it all alone, with my back to everything...

Why the hell am I scaring myself???

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Will post

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A Little Classroom Insanity and The Ring

Was I ever a nut today!

Maybe I just had one Philosophy class too many. Whatever it was, I was in one helluva jovial mood.

First class of the day and I had my seatmate in stitches after reading Chinese "ping yin" to her in my irreverent, disjointed and ignorant manner.

Hey, when I left Xavier, ping yin was never taught to me. So when my friends taking Mandarin show me their notes, I get a kick out of reading ping yin English style!

This was the 2nd Theology class I got her laughing. I can also safely assume that this is the 2nd Theology class where I don't learn a thing?

I cut 2nd period (Logic) but I don't think I had the patience to deal with our very strange teacher. Logic already scrambles my brains and our strange teacher is just the final touch!

By 3rd period, the adrenaline of my hyper-ness had worn off and I actually fell asleep in class again.

I think this was also an account that I had no seatmate. Ergo, I had no one to bug. Thus, I dozed off.

4th period, I was back in my element, and being more makulit than ever. Of all my subjects, this 3-unit course called "The Family" is somehow the most complicated of them all.

"The Family" deals with so much more philosophical concepts than Ethics or Anthropology. Our teacher here insists that more than facts, we have to learn to reason and think philosophically.

Of course, I kinda gave up after an hour. I tuned out and took to drawing little Sadako (from The Ring) caricatures on my seatmate's yellow pad.

Having cute little Sadako caricatures on the yellow pad was sort of amusing, I thought. But my friend didn't seem to find it to amusing. My masterpiece is the pencil drawing of Sadako leaving the TV. There were even big "SADAKO" captions below the drawings!

Speaking of The Ring, I'm so excited!

My friend sold me the Ring trilogy! Not original, but CD burned from the original so I'm guessing it's pretty good.

I didn't find the Ring all that scary, but I just got curious by what else the trilogy (Ring 0, 1, 2) had in store.

I've been rounding up friends for a "fright night" but everyone's too busy. I'm too busy even.

Ach! Now that I've found the trilogy, when will I find the time to watch?

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Bloggin' Babies

I'm proud of this one!

In case anyone is looking for blogs to check out, my lovelorn kabarkada from Xavier Karl Antz has recently put up one. The URL is http://firell.blogspot.com.

I'm proud since I'm a carrier of the blogging virus... and he is my latest victim! Hehe!

Sleepy Head and Assorted Musings

God, I was sleepy today. If anything, I was the perfect definition of the slang term "Low-Batt".

It was a bit hardy to squeeze decent conversation out of me and it got so bad that I actually fell asleep in Spanish class! Embarassing is that I sit in the row nearest the teacher.

More embarassing? She called me to recite while I was nodding off to dream land. Of course, I was jolted back to the land of the awake by my having to recite- but I couldn't look at my teacher the rest of the period.

But really now, how are you supposed to keep awake throughout a 3 hour Spanish period that railroads right through lunch, in a classroom whose climate brings to mind shades of Alaska.

I was also so sleepy that I decided to cut my first period 7:30 class. I had a feeling I would drift off, aside from the fact that I haven't read, I couldn't find my copy of Dante's Inferno and we have a quiz every meeting.

Cutting means going off to the lib to pass the time there. I fell asleep there anyway. Not the first time, but at least the librarian didn't shake me awake this time.

I was a zombie today on account of a 3 and 1/2 hour phone conversation last night that lasted to the wee hours of the morning.

Not that I mind, of course. It was one of my good friends from High School. Last night was one of the first times we talked in the longest time. And I, inevitably, switch to summer mode and toss all thoughts of school out the window for a little chika.

One thing about phone conversations is that you are really not aware of the time! You just keep on shooting the breeze about anything and everything, and you realize later on that 2 hours or so have already passed. And still you keep going.

One thing we talked about was High School life. I got to thinking about it after we talked, and after I just took out our yearbook awhile ago for some reason and just started leafing through.

Thinking back to High School, it's funny how in High School (especially 4th Year), we all seemed on top of the World. It seemed that the future had so much in store for us outside the walls of Xavier.

It was as if being clustered in Grade School and High School prepared us to take on the world right after we graduated. We were confident. Hell, we were invincible.

Little did we know that there was a very different world waiting for us. Things experienced in High School seemed to pale in comparison with those in college. Contrary to our perception, we may have been graduating, but we were still kids with a whole lot to learn.

I do look back, with a trace of wistfulness. High School seems so long ago, and that was our only world. The orgs, the activites, the homework, the proms, the flirting with ICAns across the street...

And yet a lot of it seems so forgettable and insignificant, amidst the stress and freedom of college. It seems like nothing but a distant memory. It was a totally different world- yet it was my world for 13 years.

And I remember the little capers we ran in class. Everything seemed so simple then.

And much as I hate to admit it, many of my best years were spent there. I learned a lot, more than just my disjointed Chinese.

I look back only once in awhile, partly in fondness as well as a whole smorgasbord of other emotions, to the place that was the center of my existence for a good 13 years.

It was only 3 years ago, yet it is another world, in another plane and another place in time.

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Things That Make You Snap

1. After waking up really early (after only 3 hours of sleep) to make it to your 7:30 class, you get to school on time and you are told that it is a free cut!

Grr. Normally, I need 2 reasons to get me to school everyday. If it's a no class day and there's a meeting, I'd rather hear the meeting's agenda on the phone.

A plus though is that I'm such a delinquent reader so the free cut spared me the embarassment of being clueless in class...

2. You turn on the TV to TV Patrol only to be bombarded with the ineptness of the government.

Don't get me wrong- I'm the last person who will denounce the government since I have this pro-country slant. After watching the news, my patriotism seems to diminish a little more...

3. The computer hangs on me yet again. And again. And again.

Seems that this house is malas with computers. This thing is an IBM and only a year old. The previous unit was a clone but in it's 1st year, it made 4 trips back to the shop. This IBM thingy seems headed in the same direction.

4. Best bud L was in her element today.

She interjects her specific brand of nagging & pressuring in the middle of a very peaceful and friendly conversation. She borrows my Comm readings to xerox in the lib and when she has to leave, she takes everything but my readings.

Her rationale: Well, they're not hers, are they? Those were expensive readings and thank God I found them. Not where she left them though.

5. Curls are uncooperative as usual. If they do not shape up, I will shave them bald.

6. There is just do much work to do! Not only in class but with extra-curricular activities as well. You've got no one else to blame since you did ask for it.

7. You're famished and you are greeted at the table by extremely boring ulam. Plain and slightly tasteless.

And your only dinner companion is your slightly deaf, 84-year old grandmother to whom you have to bellow at to get yourself understood.

8. The love of your life, during the only chance you get to see her today, would apparently rather spend time with her cellphone than with you.

9. Other internet account doesn't want to work and I'm just about ready to go over the limit already.

Thank God the day is coming to a close. At least I've got Smallville (and Kristine Kreuk) to look forward to or else I think I'd really snap if one more thing goes wrong...

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Debut Shots

Go here to access some pics during my "debut"

Out of My League

Excerpt from the movie "Chasing Amy".

I guess this quote (more like a paragraph or dialogue, really) sums up all of the frustrations I'm feeling and what I really want to tell this someone.

Holden: I love you.

Alyssa: You love me?

Holden: I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. Ant it's not because you're unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every attribute and quality I've ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend, and that crossing that line is the farthest thing from an option you'd ever consider.

But I had to say it. I can't take it anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything that you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship but I had to say it, because I've never felt this before, and I like who I am because of it.

And if bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore, then that hurts me. But I couldn't allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And I'll accept that.

But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you do not dismiss that at least for 10 seconds and try to dwell on it.

Alyssa, there isn't another soul on this planet who's ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you, and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it's there between you and me.

You can't deny that. And even if we never speak again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me... "

I guess you could change the name and that would already be me.

My friend tells me to look for the signs. However, I don't want to assume, presume or put anything into anyone's actions.

I'm frustrated because I don't know whether to do something about this thing. Am I willing to actually throw away a friendship and remain in the limbo where I am now?

I'm actually happy in this limbo for there is no finality. I can remain in this state, wishfully dreaming and hoping.But another part of me wants to take a leap of faith, wherever it may take me. I can't spend my life existing on the brink of katorpehan.

I know I won't win, but at least I know I don't lose anything as well, including the person I have pinned so much hope upon.

It's all I'll have, but at least I escape with all my illusions intact.

It kind of reminds me of the latest Stephen Speaks song "Out of My League".

"It's her hair and her eyes today/That just simply take me away/And the feeling that i'm falling further in love/Makes me shiver but in a good way/All the times i have sat and stared/As she thoughtfully thumbs through her hair/And she purses her lips, bats her eyes as she plays/With me sitting there slack-jawed and nothing to say/But i love her with all that i am/And my voice shakes along with my hands/Cause i'm speechless to say what i'm feeling today/But i'm out of my league once again..."

Ach! This song is so me.

"It's a masterful melody when she calls out my name to me/As the world spins around her she laughs, rolls her eyes/And i feel like i'm falling but it's no surprise/That i love her with all that i am/And my voice shakes along with my hands/Cause it's frightening to be swimming in this strange sea/But i'd rather be here than on land/And she's all that i see and she's all that i need/And i'm out of my league once again" --Out of My League, Stephen Speaks

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Juts

That's it- a natural high. And so concludes Bundi's Debut Weekend.

I find it rather ironic that I had a party on my 21st birthday when I have always been one to find having a grand debut somewhat impractical.

My rationale has always been that you spend so thousands of pesos and weeks of planning for an event that's going to end in a matter of hours. Somehow, I believed that there was better use for the money and the effort.

Ah, well. I had a shebang anyway. So sue me.

It has been pretty customary for me to treat my friends on my birthday. Since I'd be turning 21 this year, I decided to make it special.

My idea for having a party was that on my birthday, I wanted to be surrounded by all of my closest friends and the people special to me. The end result is a dinner cum inuman with billiards at Bagaberde in Pasig. The venue is actually the result of a week of stressing about it.

And I could say that last night was somewhat perfect. I had my High School friends as well as college friends around for the evening, just drinking, playing billiards and talking.

It was great because I have missed my friends sorely. I wasn't able to see most of the High School friends over the Christmas break and I missed the College block Christmas party. And since we have all been de-blocked, it's hard to find time to get together with many of them.

That's why it touched me that many did show up for the party. And a lot wearing red for that matter!

It was actually funny that I even got my own abbreviated 18 roses. And true to form, given by my guy friends!

Of course, since there was quite a number of people present, it was hard to spend time with each of them. But all I do hope is that they had fun. And even if I wasn't able to spend time with much of them, seeing them there made my night!

I once posted a topic over PEx, asking if High School and College friends can mix. Glad to say that last night, they actually did to some degree. Even Habanapz was running her own little side show!

And another thing that made last night really, really special was that SOMEONE actually made it. That was the clincher that completed my evening.

To top off the birthday celebrations, we had lunch out again today. This time, at Big Buddha in Greenbelt with my relatives.

Thus, my debut is actually a big celebration weekend, with both friends and family. I'm landing back on Earth tomorrow.

It's really hard to describe this high I have. All I do know I guess is that I was really happy over the weekend... and that my once-in-a-lifetime, "coming of age" (yak!) celebration was something special.

Thought of the Day

~You know you really have a bad hair day when your signature messy hairstyle which only requires a lot of tousling and gel does not even want to follow.

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