Fooling Turtles
Saturday, March 31, 2007

Don't you think they're perfectly adorable? That they're so cute and brings smiles to everyone's faces when they see the TMNT on TV? Aww, aren't they darlings?

NOPE. I don't think so. I hate them, well that's harsh. Rewind, I don't like them. It just makes me cringe and scowl everytime my brother and sister watch that stupid mockery of a show. How can they make kids think that a group of turtles can save them from the world's evil-ness. Goodness is always present where there is life. And wherever goodness lies, EVIL is there too. Evil is in every bit of us, as well as there is goodness within us too. I personally think the two concepts are very relative, (the same way ugly is relative in Christopher Hring Montgomery's family -- Mountain Laurel by Jude Deveraux hang over!) and evil can not exist when it can not be compared to goodness. And goodness can only be appreciated when it is set beside evil. It depends on each individual what side of him he shall allow to conquer his thinking and actions, but he HAS both in him. Read The Prophecy of the Stones by Flavia Bujor (13 years old when she wrote it, ah, ah, close those gaping mouths, I have more to awe you if you were awed by this 13 year old.) and you'll learn more about this evil and goodness. It's a bit childish, yes, but it had drawn very beautiful insights from my non-existent heart.

Wait a minute, let's go back to these turtles. Evil is present everywhere, and it shall remain to be so. These turtles are hideous. It just does not seem right. I can never imagine having a PAGONG for a protector. It's simple outrageous. YES I UNDERSTAND THAT IT IS CARTOONS and you need not laugh at me but gahd, this is annoyingly senseless.

They can not be our policemen. I can not picture them catching crooks, crooks such as me. :> I have experienced some crook-ish escapades (exaged.) today.

1) I went to the dentist and A) I came with a broken bracket. The bracket's halved and I feel guilty for I don't care for my braces. I don't even wear ruber bands anymore. And B) I forgot to tell my Dad I was going to dentist and when I woke up, he had left already and I wasn't able to get the 5,000 I had to give the dentist. :(

2) The Ninja TURTLES can not go to the Antipolo National Bookstore and hand cuff me because A) the cashier suspected that the P500 bill that I gave her was fake and she went to their manager and other cashiers to make sure I wasn't fooling her, and B) I didn't look for Can You Keep A Secret myself and had the poor saleslady look for it for me.

3) The turtles (spat.) will not be able to stop this certain man riding a motorcycle before us on the rode with both hands on his head scratching his very thick mane of poorly-dyed hair. He could've fell. And no, the turtles can not save him, they're slow (at least that's how the world believe him to be despite the portrayal of hero turtles on that show TMNT.)

4) The turtles can not put me to jail for buying Strepsils (and not sharing it) from the medicine bar (what do you call it) at Mercury despite the little detail that I am not suffering sore throats.

5) The, ah, creatures will not creep up my bed at night (and dawn) to catch me reading books while my Mom thought I was asleep. Oh yeah, I slept at 5AM today because I got too engrossed by the book. And no, I'm not insane, my sister did not sleep at all, except for that nap she had from 2 PM till 4 or 5. And, yes, she was reading a book.

6) The said creatures can not jail me for my inability to write a novel unlike my certain friend. This is where "I have more to awe you if you were awed by this 13 year old" comes in. This friend, who I shall not name until he himself tells you, wrote a novel at 11. He didn't publish it though. On May 11, 2007, 5-8 PM, at Fully Booked (Rockwell branch), they shall release the Filipino book entitled Nino. It was written when said friend was 14 years old. Ha, he wrote a novel at 11. You hear? I guessed so. :) And as of now, he's working on his new novel. I AM SO EXCITED. I want to read THAT book. >:) AND if you do not read that, ~~I will kill you and make sure that you will not live for another second~~ it is going to be your (BIG) loss.

7) The shelled heavy slow creatures can not catch me for watching BBC news and CNN now even though it was meant for adults. It's called the Leo Influence. HAHA. Sira ka Camacho na-addict ako sa news. :| :)) :D

Why have I come to post about useless turtles? Well, my sister Mae told me she watched TMNT. What the heck was that? :-O She told me it was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Daym, what, it's a movie now? Or has it always been? I am clueless. I dislike the turtles acting like heroes. It's hideous. Plus they are ugly and the show is for boys and I am a girl. Yes, I know what you (I KNOW WHO you ARE) are thinking! I am not a BOOOY. :) I am a girl, a girly girly girl. Understood! :D

<3, BEE

17:59

Errands
Friday, March 30, 2007

There is this certain person that I fancy right now. In Filipino or Espanol or something, his name would be Esteban Montemayor, but in real life, he's Stephen Montgomery. He's sweet, understanding, and he is willing to learn the culture of the person he lover. He has deep blue eyes that could strike you in some way you can not explain. He is perfect! He's extremely tall, which is a plus. He's kind of ignorant and arrogant, but you know my taste. I din not sleep last night because of him (and his wife, damn it.) and by the time I looked at the window, I saw light. The sun. 6:00 AM. That's how his charms work, that Englishman. The only minus here is...

...he's a fictional character. HAHAHA. Wish the guy was real. I got addicted to my Mom's old novels. All those chic lits we read now are actually no match for those historical novels. You better raid your Mom's old things too. Ang publishing date nung book ay 1990 or so, Mainland Velvet by Jude Devaleuxblahblahblah. I can't remember the spelling but I remember the D and the eux. Finally, nakatulog ako ng 6:30, book hang-over (!!!) But my Mom does not know about the book. She would freak out if she knew I was reading her ROMANCE novels.

Today was a day of errands:

1) They woke me up at 9:30. By 30 minutes, I must be ready, I MUST get ready for we will leave! I got ready in 28 minutes, yes, I counted. But they came only 30 minutes after. Because of lack of sleep, I fell asleep while reading another Jude De___eux book.

2) We stopped somewhere which I reckoned was PLDT but then I was sleeping and I didn't really see, I just heard them talking. Turns out, we were at Hulaballoons to get party things for--Hmm, I don't really know?

3) Here's the real PLDT stop. While Mom was there to have them put our forsaken telephone line back, we got gas and pan de sal (which I didn't eat for I was on a diet). Ang TAGAL, we waited for an hour or so. Nakaaway pala ni Mommy ang lawyer nila. Go Mom! He was threatening to cut the line and our friends, relatives and business partners could not contact us coz we were not paying our bills, and my mom wrote him back saying "Why should we pay for a line that is not working (causing the inconvenience that our friends, relative, and business partners could not contact us) because of the poor quality of service your company is rendering us." GO MOM! You rawk and kill the pride of that sonnawabitch lawyer.

4) We went to the painting place and I looked around while my Mom talked to the "instructors" showing them my work.

Here are some of my favorite paintings which I illegally took pictures of, sorry I can't remember their artists!

"Angry Chair"
Palette knife technique at some points, and just a mixture of different colors and shades using thick strokes. When you look at it closely, it seems like a nonsense blending and combination of strokes, but as you mover farther, you'll begin to see the clarity of the picture. My Dad won't really like this, he'll think it's too messy.

This is kind of huge, about 5 feet in width. It's layers of very thick paint and it's similar to the technique of the "Angry Chair". LOTS of contrast here!

Did you guess this was watercolor? It's a darling. I'd bet this took weeks to finish.

ANG TYAGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. =)) Oil or acrylic. I quite forgot. Haha!

And here are MY paintings. I'm very sad that I didn't pursue it during the year. But, now that's all gonna change! I'm very happy too! The artists like my work, they said it has potential, for a 15 year old. Fine. :D

My very first painting. I did one object for a whole hour or so each. I had models, but not all together. One at a time, took a lot of days.

Palette knive all the way, well, except for the lake. Surprisingly quick to be done. 2 seatings lang. :D

The last one I did. The picture I copied was one of watercolor. Took SO long since it's annoyingly hard and discouraging.

I just realized that I haven't named any of my paintings. 3 of them are in the States with my Tita and Lola. I forgot how they looked like exactly. It's very disappointing how people don't believe that I was the one who painted those things. I DID FOR GOD'S NAME. And you can not tell me that it was my mentor who painted most of it, FYI (directed to those dear relatives) he left me on my own and came back only to criticize. It's quite insulting. :( I worked my ass for that but they wouldn't believe me. :(

Here are more of my works that I gave my Tita, and they's now in the States.

This is acrylic. Fast, 30-45 mins

Low quality picture, phone was crappy then. :D It took a whole lot of will power to do this, it began as a dirty work that looked like abstract.

This is my personal favoite. A shame it's not with me anymore. I took the picture right after I finished it! :)

Enough of my senseless obssession over paint an on to the errands. :)

5) Ateneo to see the SEP registration etc. But it wasn't even starting yet. =) It'll open on April 2. I saw Bianca Reyes there and did the usual cover-her-eyes thing I usually do. Bakit madaming tao kanina? Kuhaan ba ng card or graduation? I have no idea.

6) Shakey's. MOJOS. Enough said, really. Oh yeah, I don't like their cheese pizza, Sbarro still tops my list when it comes to cheese and bread baked together. *Drool.*

7) Center for Culinary Arts for my sister's enrollment. She's taking up Asian Cuisine for 5 hot April days. I'm not enthusiastic about cooking, so I'll remain to be her taster. HAHA! :D Heck, I'm afraid of oil. Oh yeah, I loved the place. I can go there everyday!

8) Megamall to: A) Enroll Arianne for Ice Skating or Figure Skating, I'm not really sure. And B) Buy my art materials! Here's what I got from National (here we go again, skip this part if you want :p) 5 round bristle brushes and 5 flat bristle brushes (Bristle is pig hair, the Philippines have so many pigs slaughtered every day, why can't we make use of the hair instead of letting it rot with the body, no no, it won't rot coz we eat it. Why can't we not throw it and create bristle brushes) 1 bottle of linseed oil, 1 bottle of turpentine, 1 canvass, 1 huge tube of Lefranc & Bourgeois titanium white oil paint (Siyeeeet, Lefranc! Screams in wildness!), 1 huge tube of Winsor and Newton lemon yellow oil paint (I have not tried this brand.), 1 set of chalk pastels (useless, I now know, not good quality.), a torchon, and a sketchpad. We went to the department store and I got another sketch pad (for the chalk pastels), a wooden palette (the plastic one's best, but I can't find a flat one.), and something else, I can't remember.

9) Sta. Lucia National Bookstore to get a set of oil paint. Just Reeves, nothing special. I must not completely depend on and blame the material for my paintings. A painter paints with whatever he has and does not stop because of lack of materials. You have to be creative, you know. I was told that I should not get the best materials but the poorest of them all. So I followed and got the brushed that cost P15 each. I also got myself a palette knife, I hope my old one's still with me, I really like the quality of that one.

10) Tita Lau's house, but she was not there. SAD, so we went home. We couldn't very well wait for her coz my Mom is kind of dizzy already. :) SAYANG. :( I wanted to spend time with them. My Mom's best friends!

11) Some bank to withdraw money, the damned woman in maroon took fifteen or more minutes without courtesy to the ones next in line. It took SO long. I couldn't sleep though.

I'm not home, wanting sleep but desiring to read the books I have! 3 Lois Lowry books (The Giver, The Messenger and Gathering Blue), Jude D____x's Mountain Laurel, The Bride which I also found inside Mom's dusty book cabinet that contains hundreds (literally :|) of novels, Artemis Fowl: Eternity Code, Pride and Prejudice (which is Trish's but I'll read it all the same) and some more of my Mom's old books.

What a nerd. :)

I'm oogling my materials right now, it's a dream come true. I've wanted this for three months. Wanting it secretly. Yet my Mom seemed to have read my mind! On Tuesday, we'll go to Mr. Ato Habulan (sp?).

OH JOY. What a summer ahead of us! Woah, my only concern now, how the hell will the driver survive? AND OH, ONE MORE, how will my teeth survive? Gahd.

<3, BEE

20:47

Rejuvinate
Thursday, March 29, 2007

I woke up late. The alarm clock routine didn't work quite well. I planned on waking up at 6 AM to read that book I rediscovered, Highland Velvet, buuuuut, the old 5-minutes-na-lang happened and haunted my morning. I had a fine day, almost all smiles. Kakataos ko lang mag-gawa ng Melon Juice with lots of milk. Yuhum.

We first went to Callospa. Trish and I had body scrubs and body massages while Mom got Body scrub, body massage, ear candling and Ventosa. Lucky Mom. Ang saya that time, I even wondered why I wasn't fond of my Mom the night before. My realization? My mother was a morning person. And at night, she's kind of used up and she's not in the mood anymore. Oh well.

The first service was the scrub. I have one question, are all the spa-people who work on us female? I can't imagine a male touching my body. Every inch of it. :| Shivers. Maybe when I'm married, my husband can do that. But at a spa? A male? No thank you. And my Mom wouldn't be too happy either, if I guess right. I felt really clean after the scrub. Yung hihigaan mukhang nasa operating room, I couldn't help but feel na parang I'm giving birth. =)) But the girl was really good. Hey, wait, so the females do the same thing to the male? Huh. That doesn't really sound right but what the heck. It's better than seeing a male touch another male. Every. Single. Inch. Of. His. Body.

Then I had to go to the upper floor to have the massage, the first people I saw were this couple going to the jacuzzi. Tapos pagtaas ko sa 2nd floor, I found out that I can see them and maybe they can see me too if I stand up. And I'm naked! I got afraid. :| Hahaha, lumayo ako dun sa salamin. HOWEVER, being in a spa, the worse can happen. The girl was massaging my right leg when I heard two people coming. Hindi ko nakikita kasi nakaharap yung ulo ko sa kabilang direction, I found out that there really were people when I heard them. Err, a guy and a girl sa my naked ass. Haha. :|

I got two envelopes. Trish got two envelopes. And in total we had 12. :* Mom had too many treatments, and for every move, you get an envelope. It's for the tip, and 12 envelopes? Ha. :D And anyway, Mom took too long so I chilled by the pool till two girls who apparently rented the place with their group arrived and I had to leave the very comfy chair I occupied. I had to go to the monoblock chair under the tree with long vines. Grr, sana nakipakaibigan ako. AND OH BOY DROOL, some hot guy came! Like, MY type of guy. I think I have a new crush. His name's Mike or Mark, who cares, he's old. He's probably in college and he was with the girls. He's the epitome of my dream face :"> Blush. Enough, the guy's not tall. Bye, bye, not tall person. But still, he is sizzling. Kadiri, ang pangit ko pakinggan. Haha! CUTE guy, and Trish didn't even notice the guy? My sister is a chopping board.

Dapat magpapadentist ako after, pero sabi ni Mommy baka daw hindi na kami umabot. That's when I started being really pissed. How were we supposed to know if we don't even try? And ugh, I HAD to go, we already had an arrangement! Ang sakit na ng loose wire and detached bracket. I had a frown on my face, which I delberately tried to hide of course. I decided to be hostlie when we went to get pandesal. :) Next stop, Pinto Art Gallery!

We went there, walang tao. It was locked. We asked the people and found out that it was in Silangan for now.

Mom: Saan ang Silangan?
B & T: East.
Mom: Sa left, o right, Ver?
T: Ma, sa right po.
M: Paano mo nalaman?
T: Kasi tayo ay Timog-Silangang Asya e nandito tayo sa part na to kaya East yan. Right.
M: Sira, pangalan ng building yung SILANGAN. =))

And we had to turn left. WHAT we saw was completely not what we expected. The person who greeted us was not the best looking guy I've ever seen. I could sense my Mom was having second thoughts, he looked like Dad's pintor. :| But I loved his space, I mean, it was big and open! I wish I had one at home. There were 3 other painters, but one was out today. I LOVED THEIR WORK. Abstract, impressionism, transparency, all about oil! I can't describe the awe I felt. It was...superb. They weren't like the masters, but they were master-y. I can't begin describing it, and I can't end being amazed by it. Pinto Gallery, a real artist's haven. They were so free-spirited and they painted what they felt like painting, the paintings had stories. It wasn't like the ones who are so pretentious and seemily picturesque, it wasn't a painting if it's that. That would be a picture. I feel that a painting should express the artist's individuality and ability to interpret the world with his or her own eyes, not replicate what everyone else sees. The painting must tease the viewer's eyes and exercise their imagination, and not let them take a glance and turn back because they have already saw. There's nothing to understand, there's nothing to interpret, it's a picture. Theirs is the real thing, their feelings are expressed their work and that's what matters. Who cares what the whole world thinks? It was his expression and it doesn't depend on the world, it depends on what was inside him.

They are deceiving, their appearanced are deceiving, but their appearance is not what matters, it's talent, and a stand. They have it. I want to have it. :> But my Dad seemed to think that the expression of angst is not real. He wanted happy paintings from me. I can't blame him, it's what people want, really. But I can't always be happy. I can't be standardized, I'm a human being, and I shall paint what I feel. NOT, certainly not, what others want me too. I am my own, and I will paint my own.

I am SO excited. I'm going there again tomorrow. And the dentist, finally. Oh wait, I shall bring my paintings too. Pero mukha pa din silang pintor ni Daddy. HAHAHA!

THEN, we went to National. And, being my vain self, nanalamin ako sa glass walls slash windows, little did I know that my mom and my sister were watching me from the car. ASSES. Haha!

My Mom is beside me now, and I'm shy to continue writing. HIHI.

I have a new idol, BebePham. Here's the story: I was looking at my Who's Viewed Me page (Multiply) and I saw this girl, BebePham. I looked at her page, I guessed she was a model, but I didn't think of her highly. She was kind of ordinary looking face-wise and I've never heard of her. Her photos were nice, but I thought she was some amateur model or whatever. Little did I know that she was a Vietnamese actress and model. I found out when I saw her site. Haha! She's been on endless photoshoots and Magazine covers both in Vietnam and international magazines. She's part of FTV too. Cool. If you see her photos, you'll be amazed. She's really good and is really pretty in her photos. Mae, let's love BebePham more! X)

I LOVE THIS DAY.

<3, BEE

19:18

LIFE IS BACK
Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Okay, here's my announcement fellas:

I AM PAINTING YET AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!

I found out today.

You know how summer begins slowly and drags you to live the same day over and over again? My day has been focused to living the same day over and over again, and I am tired of that life or lack of life that is. In a span of one day, my summer is now planned. I am going to paint!

Here's how my day went:

9AM was my Mom's call time, well, I didn't really wake up on my own so the call time was useless. My mom knocked on my door and, groggily, I turned the knob. You know how some people wake up and say "5 more minutes", and the five minutes drag on to be an hour or two instead? That usually happens. Well, usually. But not now! Nadala na ko sa hindi pag-gising at pagsisi buong araw dahil naiwan na naman ako sa bahay.

I woke up and took my bath and dressed up. What I wore, hmm, I wore that ragged skirt with 4 different layers (denim, 3 printed ruffled cloths) and it reached just the top of my knee cap, a brown shirt, and my brown wedges. You see, it's absolutely necessary that I tell you this for this will play a big part in the story. Moving on, I drank my daily half-glass of milk and my darling of a bitchy grandmother--who I was talking about yesterday--noticed that I was dressed. And, ever so fucking curious, she asked me where I was going. "Aalis ba kayo?" "Uh *still drinking the milk and kind of rushing because the car was almost there* OPO." "Saan kayo pupunta? Anong gagawin niyo? Babalikan ba kayo ni Ver? Bakit hindi kayo nagsabi kaagad! Susundo yun sa airport, nakaalis na! Anong gagawin ng Tiyo Ed sa airport, tatanga ang tao doon?" By now, I still had no idea what she was talking about. Huh? Airport? My Dad knew that I was going to Mega with Mom and Trish, Kuya Ver knows that very well too, why would he leave without us? Weird. My lola was giving this impression that napaka laboy naming mag-iina. Fuck you, we use our own fucking money and you can't control the car coz it's not even yours and you are trying to act all all-knowing and bossy and bitchy? ICE QUEEN na ako, sorry. Asshole. Forgive me, Nanay Lily, but that's how I feel. Now, moving on, I found out that she was the one who made the driver go. Nasa ZigZag na sila when Dad called and asked him why he left, sabi niya, sabi daw ni Nanay Lily, umalis na siya dahil mag-iintay si Tiyo Ed sa airport. Poser, you're gonna decide for yourself to please that ass of a man who does nothing but womanize and trouble my father when he's here. Damn it, I'm out of senses.

Sa van, I told my Mom about what happened and she was furious. Ang KAPAL. Now remind me again why I despise my grandmother? Oh yeah, she's too conceited. I found out that Tito Danny was there too, and it was he who my grandma told to go already, and he didn't have a clue that we would be coming with them. No, we're not freaks desperate to leave the house and shop, we had a mission. We were looking for Mr. Atoy Habulan or somone with a name that sounds like that, a very talented painter. He has an exhibit at Megamall and today was the day he set for him and my mom to meet regarding the classes I am going to take with him. (Cheers!) And, quite in the nick of time, we managed to get to him right before he closed the exhibit's, what do you call that silver slash metal thing they use on shops? That. Mom went inside at first, we stayed outside till my MOm called us in. He was SOOOO good I wanna cry. He was already putting down his paintings, but from what I saw, I got really awed. Enough said. I had a twisting stomach realizing that I can never be as good as him if I only rest on my potential. Like losing a contest saying, okay lang yan, hindi ko naman ginawa best ko eh. But damn it, what if I did maximize my potential? Where would I be? I want to nurture whatever drop of talent I have, it's the only thing I do well, painting. I LOVE PAINTING. But I got too time-constrained and acrylic paint ruined all my brushes. All my oil paint, acrylic paints, and linseed oil are gone. They're technically under my bed, but I don't have an easle, I don't have canvasses, I don't have proper brushes anymore, I don't even have space at home! How was I supposed to paint? So anyway, this guy, he happens to be from Antipolo! CHEERS! The downside? His classes are in Makati. Yeah, but Mom says it is OKAY! YAY! I am so happy I don't know how to rejoice. I'll go to his house sometime soon and show him my paintings, then he's going to decide who the apt teacher for me would be. Then I am to go to Makati once a month to have new paintings checked and criticized. Sounds harsh? NO! It's the perfect way to learn. I am so excited. I know, weirdom. Okay. Moving on, enough of my uneding desire to share how I perfectly love my passion slash hobby slash only thing I do well so much.

We then ate at Tokyo Tokyo and I finish 5 California Makis, 1 plate of Tuna Misono, and I ate RICE! Ya hear? Rice! I ate the damn thing and it tasted well. But I can't believe I did that. :> I don't eat rice. DON'T. And well, after that I even ate Mango Jelly. Because it's mango, mainly the color but who cares. And we met Ate Marie at Cinderella, what we first did was...EAT. We went to Krispy Kreme where I ate this donut that's glazed yet twisted but it's still round, and I don't know what it's called. I finished it, and their tasteless Lipton Iced Tea. Literally iced, too much ice I can't even taste the tea. And we had 2 complimentary original glaze donuts for free. While eating (again), we were looking at wedding magazines. No, none of us is getting married anytime soon. I am presonally not going to marry anyone other that--okay I'll shut up coz I might my nonexistent deepest darkest secret. Kuya Jojo and Ate Weng are getting married and they were debating about the designers. Ate Weng wanted to have her gown sewn by "Doc" and it costs 80 grand (discounted from 120K). DEIM. And she wants the entourage to have their gowns and barongs sewn there as well, when they can clearly have "Janjan" sew it for them for a much lesser price. Computed, they're going to save around 31K. Nice, bride bitches looking for expensive things. Baliktad na nga ang mundo ngayon, iniiwasan na ang mura at pumupunta sa mahal. Great thinking, lubos lubusin mo na, sila naman magbabayad eh. Gold-fucking-digger, not. Sige na, I'll keep my mouth shut. This is supposed to be private matter but I don't want to ever forget it so I'm posting it.

After eating, I wanted to go around the mall coz they're going to go around looking for grown-up things and I'm going to be bored so there. I asked for permission and mom forced Trisha to accompany me against her will which led to her not talking to me. Being a bitch and maximixing theopportunity to boss her around because that was what she undebiably wanted or showed wanting of. She was too pissed and she was trying to make me feel really bad by following me everywhere and shutting up. I went to Linea Italia and I simply ADORE their shoes. BUT I only had P850 and the shoes cost P2990. Much difference? I thought so. Loser. Anyway, we went to Fashion 21 and I tried on this hideous yet cool one-piece outfit. Halter na hanggang pantalon pa. Maganda siya, but Trish saw me and she couldn't stop herself and criticized my taste. Much better, we were back to our old routine, her not liking what I see and talking. That was so much better than getting the cold silent treatment.

And then my Mom is making me sleep. NOW. But I want to finish it. I'll post more tomorrow. BYE.

Hey! I'm back. I'm still gonna write about yesterday and I'm sorry for the number of swear words. Where did I stop? Fighting with Trish?

So there, after softening the tough sister, I managed to pull her to Bare Skin. That's Ate Marie's cosmetics or bath stall in Megamall, and I left my book there in a paper bag that contains my sandals and the Krispy Kreme donuts that we didn't eat. And hey, I have to tell you about my sandals. It was 3 inches high and my Mom didn't like my being so tall it annoyed her that people were looking. As for me, I didn't even see. I was up there, kidding! A girl can dream. She brought me to Confetti to get me some flats. Yeah, FREE footwear. I should wear those heels more often. (:

And oh yeah, we, well, I planned to go to Starbucks to read a nice book and get cozy with the arm chair, but Mom told us to go back to Bare Skin where they will meet us. So after five minutes of being away from the booth, we had to go back to it. And Ate Marie was going to buy some shoes for a graduation she's going to attend, but I wanted to go to power books because I really wanted to finish The Prophecy of the Stones. I have 50 or so pages to go and I wanted to be DONE with it. I puuled Trish with me, now she came willingly (screams Tower Records at the PC). We ordered bolognese from Java Man and I went around looking for books. I found three that caught my attention but I wasn't really keen on buying it, iut's not that interesting. It's just the most interesting among the bunch. We ate our order while browsing a Carolina Herrera book. Bonding. Mom came with Ate Marie and asked if they could see the book at the shelf behond us. Carolina Herrera. HAHAHA. I love that woman and her elegance.

While Mom was looking at some books...

Bianca: Ate Marie, nood tayo ng Bloomfields mamaya. Eastwood.

Ate marie: Magpaalam ka muna.

Trish: Sige naaa, please?

Ate Marie: Ano bang story nun?

Bianca: Ate, banda po iyon.

Ate Marie: AHHH! Yun! Tinuro nga sa akin yun ni Diane sa MYX. Yung music video nila.

Trish: Wala Nang Iba?

Ate Marie: WALA NA.

HAHAHAHAHAHA! Amp. Ang galing. Oh yeah, we were supposed to go to a spa after, but we didn't get there in time. We got to Antipolo around 5 PM and Callos Spa closes at 5, I think? So we went to this resort, Loreland, where Tita Lau was chilling with her 3 daughters and his birthday boy, Jeff. I was REALLY excited to be with Gold, Precious and Jewel again! We got AJ from her house, kidnapped the kid, more likely. I LOVED THEM. And I listened to the adults talk, how entertaining. And I got mojos from that Shakey's booth beside the hut. WOW, may Shakey's pala sa Antipolo! BUT, they didn't have the dip and gave me ketchup instead, labeled catsup though. :D But anyhow, it still tasted fairly well.

Mom left us at Ate Marie's custody and left for...Baclaran ata? Yeah, and I had SO much fun talking to the people there and planning a debut for me. I'm not even going to have one! I didn't want to. But they kept on convincing me to have one since a car and travel can be acquired anytime in my life but a debut and turning 18 is only once in a lifetime. Sweet. I remember my Mom telling me when I was a bit younger that a kid as maarte as I am can't live without a debut and that I'll change my mind. Should I change my mind? Anyway, we've planned some things for this week and next week. During the weekend, we'll go to Fontana, and on Wednesday, I'll be going to Eastwood with them. And they watched the forsaken fashion show last night and didn't bring me with them! RAWR. I am going to kill them if they do that again. (: And so, after long hours of talking, they finally had a sense of homesickness and decided to go home.

Pag dating namin sa may Shakey's booth, sabi nung lalaki may dip na. HA! I took my dip pa rin kahit na ang onti na lang ng mojos ko! MY RIGHT! Tapos we got to Tito Joven's house and I chilled. I was playing with my skirt, making it shorter by a layer. By the way, sabi ni Tita Lau hindi niya muna kami tiningnan sa mukha pag dating namin dahil ang tiningnan niya ay yung palda ko. Ano daw gamot ang nainom ko at naisipan kong mag-palda. HEY, it was just right above the knee! AND MY MOM THINKS IT'S SHORT. Jesus, they shall not see my skirts then. And yeah back to to current story, my dear sister and all the other people made Mango Shake while I read my book. (AT LAST!) I was watching PBA too, but I never got to finish it. Kuya RG (Ate Diane's sister and Ate Marie's cousin) was there with his lovely and beautiful girlfriend, Ate Anne. Whoot whoot. They were watching wrestling. (Trembles. Brrr, I HATE those kinds of show.) The one they watched wasn't the scripted wrestling, it was the real one. Even more TREMBLE.

I called Mica using their phone and Ate Diane arrived from a party, and I began to tell the both of them stories simultaneously. It was really fun. I hung up on Mica finally and bonded with Ate Diane whom I see very rarely somehow. Until my parents came to pick me up. With Trish, of course, she had to go home too, you know.

AND FINALLY at home, my Mom got angry at me for being noisy typing while she prayed. If she's praying for the family's keeping peace and stuff, that won't work, coz the very action on praying is destroyed because she scolded me for doing something that I didn't mean too (the keyboards being kind of noisy) while she was praying. It's very ironic. I hate the traditional way of people. I went to my room and searched for a book. I didn't want to read the one that I got that day, Artemis Fowl Eternity Code, so I ransacked the shelf. I found just one book that I haven't read. It belonged to my mother's very big collection of romance novels from ages ago. I asked Trish whether I should read it or not, "I'm a person who judge a book by its cover even though I'm not supposed to and that book looks like some second hand book from some bookshop (Indeed, the old ones, not for teens :?) so I don't think you should read it." I read it all the same, and I didn't make a mistake. It's a lot bettr version of the books we teenagers read and refer to as chic lit, it is A LOT BETTER I tell you. :> Try reading those kinds of things.

BTW, Did you hear about the hostage taking yesterday? I was listening to DZMM (Yeah, sorry, I like it) and they were covering the hostage taking. Cool, yet annoying. I shall tell you more when I have the time. As of now, I have to bathe and prepare myself to go to the dentist. My braces are in hiatus.

<3, BEE

22:48

Sardinas, BEYBEH!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Can you guess what this post is gonna be about?

*waiting*

WRONG. Not TV, dumb ass. ~~I have a life now! Boo-yah! (does THE Bianca move! Maan, Pam, know that? Bee/Bia/Bianca/Anca/Bianx's got a fucking LIFE!~~ I still don't have a life. And I'm writing about my LUNCH. How exciting!

*blink*

I just finished eating my lunch, alone. There's this notion in this house that you can only eat when you feel like eating unless our parents are home and we'll have to eat together. Well, my parent's are not home and my food was sardinas. Yeah, yung nabibili sa grocery na tig-P6.50 isang lata at sa sari-sari store na tig-P7.00 or P7.50. And no, I'm not feeling sucky coz that's what the maids prepared, I'm even estatic/ecstatic (I don't know what's right! Loser, tag to correct me, please? Thanks!). I heart sardinas, no, not the ones that you can get for hundreds of bucks or the ones you cook like stew, I heart the canned sardines. Oh love, especially the red caaaaans. *DROOL*. It's called LIGO. Yeah, do you know that? If you do, LOVE, come over! If you don't, come on, shell out some P8.00 (because the P6.50 rate was during the Grade School days, I think.) and get your pans out. Cook, asshole. =))

You know what caught my interest most? I had this perception that fish = tinik. Well, as a kid, I can get that little dilemma out of the way because all I had to do was call my cousin, Janelle, from the house beside ours and ask her to get the tinik out. Or let me swallow it anyway. You know why? Coz she's a suhi. You know that? Guessed so. A suhi is a kid born feet first, and she can help you get the tinik out of your throat, into your stomach though. But anyway, that's too much of a hassle, so I don't eat fish. UNTIL, my Dad told me sardines/sardinas has edible tinik! YAY. Then I started eating it...everyday. Yeah, addict. Furthermore, I'm a ~~tomato~~ red sauce addict. What is it with me and colored food? Anyway, yeah, I loved red sauce and its sour touches of taste. Especially tomato ketchup! Oh boy, that sweet yet sour tinge! LOVELY. *mouth is watering* So there, I always, always eat it.

However, my darling of a nine-year old sister hates sardinas. And you would think she'll be apting for better-prepared meals aka not straight out of the can or plastic labelled purefoods tender juicy hotdogs and th like, but NOOO, the girl is addicted to cheesedog of all things. I mean, I don't even eat cheesedog! It looks...gross. With that color of human skin and all. YUCK. Although there is this one kind of cheesedog that I adore, it's colored red. :) RED. That's why. Not the color of my skin and it doesn't blend with my hand like a slap of meat shaped like a salami. Ew, much?

I miss our old maids. Ate Jenny and Ate Ella. Who among you met Ate Ella? She was with me sometime during SEP last year, she eats McDo with me. She met some of my friends and ~~stalked people with me~~ zipped her lips about my kapasawayan. She was with us during the legacy of Grade 7 (Pau, naalala ko sabi mo hindi siya mukhang katulong. HAHAHA. THANKS.) and with us sa mountains. I simply love her, and her sister too, Ate Jenny. They even wash my bikinis and ultra-short skirts and hide it from my Mom's sight. AH, the days. But now, they're gone. Last March something. SHIT. I miss them. They always kept the house clean. Our new maids are, well, new, and they don't know how to manage the household just yet. Although they're really shy, Ate Tintin is really friendly. They're not as pulido as the other two were, but hey, nagsisimula pa lang.

Hey, by the way, they're leaving. YES. My dear love of a grandmother exemplified her powers once more. Love. NOT. Pinapagalitan na naman niya at sinasabihang mga tanga. TANG I*A. Nakakapikon na. Nakakainsulto ng tao. *breath* I love my grandmother because she's my grandmother and she's misunderstood and she feels bad for herself and all that, but she has to seriously consider how the maids feel too. We've had 34746235 maids. That's an ~~exaggeration!~~ abnormally huge number. But hey, sobrang dami na talaga. I can't even count it anymore! Like, they would stay for 3, 4 weeks or a few months and go coz they can't stand being scolded everyday by my lola. The woah-ang-bilis was this girl who stayed for 2 days. Well, that's why I love Ate Ella and Ate Jenny so much. But I'm beginning to love the other two, even though they can't be as clean as the previous ones.

I had an untimely resolution, I try to not make them do things for me. Unlike before when I make them put my slippers inside a plastic and prepare my PE things or get my phone from upstairs and little things like that, I now do those by myself. I'm even trying to get my siblings to do the same, but they're too stubborn right now. Especially that boy, he can't even say SORRY. It's hurting his fucked-up pride. He doesn't make a mistake, it always has to be blamed on someone entirely not him. Damn it, when is he ever gonna learn? I feel sad.

I shall go now. Oh yeah, get the boredom tests. See previous posts. It's cool. AND if you're bored, go to this site for games and this or this or this for stories to read. I'm not sure about the links, check it if you want. I'm currently reading Visions of You, A Cup of Earl Grey and A Cup of Earl Grey. Yeah, geek. Sorry. I'm just bored. :D AND I wrote about something genuinely unrelated to TV. Yeah, yay me. Haha!

BTW, Isa Made me an ICON and a BANNER. I love you, bitch. We answered Am-I-Dumb together. The forsaken collector of useless information. I can't save it properly though. Look at it later, her multiply.

<3, BEE

14:05

Announcement!
Monday, March 26, 2007

I AM OFFICIALLY IN LOVE.

with...

JUUUUUST dreaming. Hey, a girl can dream. I am more offical than officially loveless. Gusto ko lang magkwento. I've been eating, if you can call it that, Jib Crunchy Peanut Butter. My TV's been tuned to ETC since 5 PM, or ONE-FIVE-HUNDRED, Atten-SHOWN! From Blind Date to The Fifth Wheel to Ambush Makeover to Date My Mom. Today's forte is: *tenenen* Reality shows. Next stop (I don't know what time) would be America's Next Top Model Cycle 6. Well, kanina ko pa iniintay yun. Suh-wear. And tomorrow, Project Runway...

GOD, I need a LIFE!

Jesus, help this couch potato get out of this no own backbone state of boredom in front of the gray idiot box containing little people. =)) OH THE GUY from date my mome is incredibly HAWT. [sigh!] Anyway, the first girl's really pretty too. She's haawt, I hope she hooks up with the guy. Shit, the second girl is TOO much. Oh boy.

GOD, I need a LIFE!

Now, back to my very non-existent life, what's going to HUPPEN? DEMMIT. I wanna have tennis. Boy, I need to ask for proper permission really soon. It's starting on April 4. Yay, not on Meralco though. Some place in Pasig. Wait a minute, I'm from Teresa. That's PAAASIG. FAR away. Eh, sanayan lang yan. That's about as far as anywhere.

I wanna go AWAAAAAAY. Get me away from this beige couch with three embroidered throw pillows that looks so old fashioned yet ultra fun because the back is felt-ish. Be right back.

Back, I just ate dinner with my Dad. We have this unwritten rule that the last two people in the table will not leave until the other is done. Well, I (un)wrote it anyway. It's a bit quiet and tensed, as usual, coz I don't really talk to my father during dinner? Is that weird. Anyway, what did I see? Ha? HERE. I saw the TV Guide from today's newspaper (I KNOW, I NEED A LIFE, but let me get THIS out, okay? :D) And scheduled on ETC for 4PM is FRIDAY NIGHT LIGHTS. I've been trying to catch that damn of a show for ages! Siyet. Talk about major let-down.

BTW, the Date My Mom just finished, at nagdilang-anghel ako. *Drool* Hot guy got the hottest girls. May I repeat myself? HOT guy. Damn it. What is his name, again? And yeah, ANTM isn't on until 11 PM. Late, much?

GOD, I need a LIFE!

Now I have to swear, I shall go out this week. I SHALL. I don't know who I'm gonna be with but I am. My brother's home. My sister's home. My mom's home. Yay, chaotic house one more time.

Get your gears ready, babe. Chaos is here to come. For sure. Oh boy, may kasama nang playmate pagpasok pa lang si Migo. (guns ready!) (Brrrr, NOISEEEY!)

So long, till the house is at peace. By the way, click this link to see how you can play tennis. From Meryl!

<3, BEE

18:23

Today, this is what I did, take tests online. I have a schedule! Triumph :> I'm going to finish posting, finish Mich's video, then make Maan's banner. LOVELY COMPUTER DAY. I'm supposed to be pampering myself today with my Mom and Trish at some spa, but NO. The bitches (namely Bianca and Trish) refused to wake up. I have my reasons. I had this dream. :"> I dreamt that I went to this haunted and secluded place, I have to travel past palayans for an hour or two to get to the main road. And aswangs were all around. Well, that's not my ONLY dream. I dreamt that I was with this group of people, relatives and classmates I think, and we went to this haunted house. Extremely freaky, there were ghosts all around us. Here's a sample conversation:

Bianca: Hello? (frightened, greeting little ghost girls inside a cage)
Girl1: (laughing) Hi Bianca!
Bianca: (Ever so entertained by children) Wag n'yo ako dadalawin ha!
Girl2: Dadalawin ka namin! (WHY DOES THIS REMIND ME OF GR. 2-1? Haha! This was their promise!)
Bianca: Wag ha.
Girl1: Okay! Come! We'll bring you _______! (carries me, we fly like Casper. I was asked by an adult to change my name to MSHATRIMO or something then para hindi nila ko masundan.)

Anyway, I had a third dream (yes, madami, I woke up at 11 AM), I went to this cafeteria, somewhat like the Ateneo College Caf, only the ceiling was a LOT higher, like a food court's. There was this group of people (classmates ko daw at this certain thing) and they were one of the only few tables occupied. Okay the grammar sounded weird. Fine, it's wrong. ANYWAY, I sat down with them. There were only two familiar people there, one was this guy (I forgot) and Janelle! I couldn't believe she was there! NOT IN CANADA! In the Philippines! I was pinching her and all.

On with the tests...

This is the AVERAGE am I dumb results

This is my result. Take the test here.

And this is my IQ. Find out yours here.

And this is my total worth according to this website :)

It's a pretty cool website. I'm worth a whopping $2,215,462 = P108,557,638

Pucha. Di man lang umabot ng 1 B Pesos. I'm not worth Marcos' wealth? I'm worthless, I proclaim that. I mean, my worth is not measurable! I DARE SAY. I'm a human being! I'm worth more than money. Yihee. :> Yeah, ikaw din, sige na.

But still, the site's pretty cool. I learned about some fun facts. Check these out:

My hair's black. What's my worth?

Right handed-ness, love.

Being REALLY FAT.
Below's a close up of the pic above :)

HOLY CRAP.
HOLY CRAP.

There are only THREE eye colors? Blue, Green, and Brown. Why did we have to have the most common one? Well, I thought there were LOTS of eye colors. 3 lang pala. Except for purple of course.

HAIRY Potter :)

And I thought my feet were huge. May 16 pala. Hahaha. GIRL?

I have a fetish for bald guys. :"> Well, not completely shaved but yeah semi-kalbo? :x Heart beating. Heart beating! Hihihi. *cough*

Ya hear that my dentist? I don't need braces! I'll live in Britain!

Einstein :>

And here are some other trivia about IQ

HEAR HEAR. SMOKERS SUCK. Haha! Biased. :"> Sorry. Quit smoking. I know I won't be smoking. Jesus!

Aren't you glad divorce isn't legal in the Philippines? THANK GOD. Thank you for keeping my parents together. I can't imagine having it any other way.

GET AWAY FROM THE TV! Nakakataba yan. Ha? Sounds weird. But sure, TRUE.

I am currently listening to The Bloomfields. Their CD has been playing ever since forever. It's on its third round. Hep, hep. Nope. Hindi ako nagpapatugtog. Si Trisha. But hey, no one's complaining. I have a mission, TO RAID MY FATHER'S CDs! I'm sure he has Beatles and Beach Boys albums, he said so himself! AND, he's not going to need it, it's all in his iPod by now. YEAH. Benefits of old-fashioned fathers. I love you Dad. :> Thanks to all those who greeted my Mom last March 24!

ANG SAKIT NG TYAN KO. Remember the last school mass? ARGH, yung saksakan ng tagal? YUN. I had to go down and eat because my stomach was aching really badly. Acidic disadvantages. Yay you. Not. It's hurting the same way now. Should I eat? ~~I won't because I'm going to get fatter and I feel thin when my stomach is empty~~ I will eat! IT'S SUMMER. It's time to ~~pig out~~ eatsbutnottoomuchastomaintainaverageweight. :) HIHIHI. GLUTTONY is not healthy (scroll upwards to see the picture of the FATTEST guy in the world)

If you see me walking down the street...walk on byyyyyyy! walk on byyyyy!... (LSS SA LAHAT NG KANTA. I LOVE the blending :|) :D :D :D :D

Mamaya, if Trish is playing her MCR CD, LSS naman ako dun. :> Hihihihi.

I MISS II-3. LOOK AT THE VIDEO MICH DID FOR US HERE. HERE. HERE. HERE. HERE.

<3, BEE

14:49

KIDDO
Sunday, March 25, 2007

This window has been open for over three hours. I've been meaning to blog about the cartoon shows that I've watched during the course of summer, which hasn't been very long. My live has revolved around TV and the PC. Lovely summer, not. Makes me wonder why I wished for this SO badly. Staying here at home with kids got me psyched about cartoons. Here are the fabulous cartoons and made-for-kids shows that I watched:

The Suite Life of Zack and Cody

Yakitate Japan

JAKE LONG (!!) the American Dragon

Disney's the Replacements

POW!-KEY!-MOWN! Gotta Catch 'Em All!

The Power Puff Girls, save the world (blah blah blah)

Shuriken School -- TRY WATCHING IT. Super CUTE! (: On Cartoon Network

Hannah Montana -- VERY entertaining! :D

Mr. Bean. He's cute, but I'm not into it. :| ANG WEIRD EH!

MARTIN MYSTERY! Wee. :D Better than Totally Spies? I think NOT.

DAVE the Barbarian

DEXTER!

~~I miss watching these kinds of shows~~ I miss watching television! I haven't watched TV ever since whenever. EVER since WiFi didn't work downstairs, I guess. I've been stuck to the PC or to my books. I MISS TV. I haven't been away from the TV aaaaaaand the laptop SINCE morning, except for mass. ;)

Oh, look at my overdue birthday pictures. I was with Ate Diana mostly, my family, Tito Joven's family, and Tita Lau's family.

Tita Lau, Mom, Tita Mely
Something's disturbing here. Don't you think?

Eating breakfast

Tito Rico, Tito Joven, Dad
Isn't the color disturbing as well?
ANO TO, COMBOS? Hahaha!

Jewel

Jewel and Migo

Arianne, Precious, Jewel, and some stranger

With Gold this time

Now Trish is here, who's next!

ME :)

Everyone, almost

Blowing my candle

The ELDERLY

HALA :|

Falls! :D

With me now. GIO? What's with the look?

AWW. My PARENTS.

Jesus. :)

Tita Mely, Tita Lau, Jew!

Tita Mely and Tito Joven. AWW.

I loved that day. More that ANY DAY. Anyway, I have to go WATCH TV. :) I just finished Project Runway, America's Next Top Model this time. I <3 style="font-weight: bold;">Idiot Box. I just LOVE it. Bye.

<3, BEE

18:56