whoa!

it's been a totes mcgoats arid yet dripping ludicrous yet inundate week of classes for a 2010-2011 start. time has been both thrifty and yet a football minute. and then, there's the bad case of the elevator reflex-and-junk shots and the good case of pretext-and-unsults.

so it's like that from Tuesday the 15th to Thursday the 17th.

tush. no friday classes.

{ music } rain drops starting to drizzle
{ book } urban dictios
{ mood } chipper

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she

posits. he

claims.

                                                    "Raise your left hand."

(raises his right hand)

                           "No, your other left."

{ music } St. Peter's bowling challenge
{ mood } mid-animate

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fibbing.

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     |_  _  _  _  _  _  not fibbing.

and all sorts.

{ show } Prince of Persia
{ mood } blah

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there's the thin line between visualizing and anticipating

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     |_  _  _  _  _  _         the thinner line between portending and actualizing.

cloak and bare

{ show } Pilipinas You Got It Concert
{ mood } between the lines

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taking too much breaks are such a fie.

so...

i was thinking whether to stop now and wake up early and do it

or sleep late or i might end up really late

aw

{ show } pbb teen clash
{ mood } beats me

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"There is nothing insignificant to me."

the other hugest side of mr. suarez that i don't ever know

{ show } pbb teen clash
{ mood } contemplative

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This morning she woke up with 7 messages pending to be read.

The content was all about the persons who co-procreate each of the earthlings now and then.

Her pal's, Vez, message stirred up the most: "A father is a fellow who replaces his currencies with snapshots of his kids."

She wondered is it ever like that with her very own father. Likely not. Still, she gave no doubt that she dottingly adores him the most even if the world is made of ashes and plumcrusts and even if the world is made awful because of it. And lest far from surrealism. Her bad, he is inescapably and by no means the best.

Albeit, today's scenarios was different for most of his commonplaces yet a usual for his comical scores:

Dad brought home after a few hours 5 sets of Jollibee stapegi-and-fried chicken with coke and an irresistible plunge of "Blow-out din ako. Bagong sweldo eh. Sino un nag-blow-out na bagong sweldo?"

She wasn't riled. She guffawed on the other hand. Her father was neck all over with absurd jealousy with her sibling's previous blow-outs. Keke

It is with these two facts which made her see that Jose Carlo had it amongst those whom she had met. And it is because of these both worlds that made her father and Carlo exceptional amongst the rest.

Nah... Her father is by far still the greatest.

That is why she is levering. That is why she is armed. That is why she is engineering. So the next time around that ocassional family fetes like this betide, she brings them somewhere her treat. For real.

{ mood } plaid

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from the portals of the university where the so-called social networking is strictly prohibited.

oh well, she is researching for a replacement in dev bio. so, t's all right.

later

{ book } pig embryology
{ mood } full

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1.)    Mada mada dane.

2.)    Each of us has his own circumstances.

3.)    Let nobody, but you, kick your own ass.

4.)    Don't get haunted by your own fears. Chase them instead.

5.)    There is nothing that I don't cherish.*

6.)    "I-have-to-win-no-matter-what" is an attitude; not a personality.

7.)    Juxtaposition is the boy-next-door of Synchronicity.

8.)    People who break the law are called scum.

        However, those who can't protect their beloved are even worse than scum.

        Ergo, stave the law.

                     In a respectable elegant manner

9.)    No comment is made up of two things.

      [1] "Believe me, you don't wanna know."

      [2] I-don't-know rule: "I have never been there."

10.)  Nonsense doesn't exit. You couldn't just fathom it.

11.)  No pain, no gain. (from the therapists)

12.)  Grunting will bring you nowhere.

13.)  You are your most dangerous weapon.

14.)  The chances are slim. That's where things come in. THRILL

All in a curtsy for Please and Thank You

And the core strand?

Take a deep breath.

{ show } Bandila
{ mood } yosh!

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after the mid-'s come a hiatus

she sits there blankly but mindful of her to-do list

no pressures at the moment

{ music } Shakira music
{ mood } bip

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the protocols call for wishful thinkings

and she is using them to her benefit

: her dreams aren't far

her schemes are at par

{ mood } tanpopo asi

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round-about she frees herself into

the

depths

of butterflifications and

metamorphosis

the swerves are just right

the air is fleeting

by within the parameters of

photographic imagery

called "life"

(N.B.: not a literary compo)

{ mood } flute-minded

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The best things in life are those that

are                              free.

                                                             -Shakira

{ show } Gathering of the Stars
{ mood } shrinking. dilating.

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