SINONG NAKAPANSIN NG MGA KLASE NATIN NGAYONG NAKARAAN? Puro na lang pag-ibig, pag-ibig. O baka naman sa Filipino lang. No, no, I remember reciting about men and women in AP! Yes, yes, there have been love discussions. I remember English, Little Women, Jo and Laurie? Heh. WELL ANYWAY. This week I've made a BIG BIG resolution, I'll recite more and be the smart-sounding Bianca that I was before. Really. Coz lately I've been just...quiet. Probably stressed, probably taking down notes, or probably PASSING notes? No idea, I just wasn't quite the classroom buddy the teachers want students to be. I've had...worse days.

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Hold it.

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I couldn't be better! Everything's non-stressful. We finished IP! And we never even got a wee bit stressed--okay maybe a LITTLE. And there are so many HW, and all that's left for me is reading Little Women. And that's IT! I'm finished! We're expert crammers, all High Schoolers are. Ay sus. Wait. I have to read Minsan Pa pa pala. It's a Filipino HW. SEE! I toldya! It's all about LOVE. There's even the Filipino PPT from Sir's flash drive, the title is Love101. Haha. Toldya, toldya. Here's the poem we so fondly read today: (I RECITED HA. I'm back to my old self. No problems, well there are, but I choose to not think of 'em.)

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NOTE BEFORE READING IT, tamaan na lahat ng tatamaang teenager. =)) HAHA. Comment on the frigging poem. She couldn't have placed it even better. Well, really, the old people DO know what love really is...and what WE think is love just might not be. *Ubo Ubo Ubo, yung MGA dapat tamaan. HAHA! Kidding. Bati tayo. :))*

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Pag-ibig
Ni Corazon de Jesus

Isang aklat na maputi, and isinulat: luha!
Kaya wala kang mabasa kahit isa mang talagata;
Kinabisa at inisip mula ating pagkabata;
Tumanda ka't nagkauban, hindi mo pa naunawa

Ang pag-ibig, isipin mo, pag inisip, nasa puso!
Pag pinuso, nasa isip, kaya't hindi mo makuro.
Lapitan mo nang matagal ang pagsuyo'y naglalaho—
Layuan mo at kay lungkot, nanaghoy ang pagsuyo!

Ang pag-ibig na dakila'y aayaw nang matagalan,
Parang lintik kung gumuhit sa pisngi ng kadiliman.
Ang halik na ubos-tindi, minsan lamang na halikan,
At ang ilog kung bumaha, tandaan mo't minsan lamang!

Ang pag-ibig kapag duwag ay payapa't walang agos,
Walang talon, walang baha, walang luha, walang lunos.
Ang pag-ibig na matapang ay puso ang inaanod,
Pati dangal, yama't dunong nalulunod ng pag-irog!

Ang pag-ibig na buko pa'y nakikinig pa sa aral,
Tandang di pa umiibig, nakikita pa ang ilaw,
Nguni't kapag nag-alab na, pati mundo'y nalimutan
Iyan, ganyan ang pag-ibig, damdamin mo't puso lamang!

Kapag ika'y umurong sa sakuna't sa panganib
Ay talagang maliwanag at buo ang iyong isip;
Takot pa ang pag-ibig mo, hindi ka pa umiibig;
Pag umibig, pati hukay ay aariin mong langit!

Ang pag-ibig ay may mata, ang pag-ibig ay di bulag;
Ang matunong na umibig, bawa't sugat ay bulaklak
Ang pag-ibig ay masakim at aayaw ng kakabyak;
O wala na kahit ano, o ibigay mo ang lahat!

"Ako'y hindi nakasulat at ang Nanay nakabantay!"
Aasahan mo katoto ko, hindi ka pa minamahal!
Nguni't kapag kapag sumulat na sa ibabaw man ng hukas;
Minamahal na na niyang higit sa kanyang buhay!

Kayong mga kabataang pag-ibig ang ninanais,
Kayong mga paruparong sa ilawan lumiligid,
Kapag kayo'y umibig na, hahanapin ang panganib,
At ang mga pakpak ninyo's masusunog sa pag-ibig.

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Ah what the hell. Now I'm gonna be reading Little Women and reading about Jo and Laurie. Aww. :x They're so...AWW. Period. Haha!

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HOY. GO TO THE AA FAIR! :)) PLEASE???

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PS. I posted some stuff in my Multiply Journal that are not here. Do check it out. CLICK.

I haven't posted in SUCH a long time that I actually FORGOT how to log in. I typed biancaruiz as the username and my password was, well, same as everything except for multiply. But it didn't match! Uh, panic? AND I REALIZED, I was supposed to type my email adress. Stupid. What the hell.

A lot of things happened since October 14. But it doesn't feel like a lot, it's a bit filled with activities, really. There's the WBL opening, my FIRST official game. Oh my goooood. Whew. Watch us next time, Please? And then, two days after that was our QTs. Those days seem like a very distant memory. I can't even remember the test items, not really. Oh no, how will I defend my answers? And, knowing myself like the back trail of path towards the HS building (only in this aspect, I'm confused most of the time), I know I will be defending. I want my scores high when I deserve it, sue me. And then there's the intrams. I sort of posted what happened when I posted the pictures, but not in a very detailed manner. The pictures are worth more than a thousand words. And so sembreak begins. I slept at my grandma's house. I was supposed to be jogging for 30 minutes everyday, but I uh, well, uh, can't. If there's a will, there's a way? I tried, really. There's this open space that served for parking space as my grandfather's rarely used cars during his days, and maybe his sons? I wouldn't know, I wasn't even created yet. And it was my grandmother's orchid garden right next to that, but that's besides the point. The thing is, ever since everyone moved to the States, no one tended the house. Sure, one of my uncles lives there, but really, the reason he's there is he's got nothing better in his hands. Why will an unmarried (really, now?) man tend to gardens? Currently, the grass at the center of the driveway's way too overgrown, there are strings strewn all over the place. I suspect they served as clothesline? And the ground's unleveled. I tried jogging around it a couple of rounds, but I really couldn't do it properly. I resolved to jogging around a wooden post. Surprise, surprise, I got dizzy. I got tired of it. And I never did it again. When I went home last November 1, I was planning to jog with my Dad. But then he didn't jog. He jogs at the memorial park 5 minutes away from us--he says it's quiet, search me. But then since it's Nov. 1, he couldn't very well do that. I woke him up today because I was itching to jog, and we went! Yay. I listened to Click 5 (GREETING FROM IMRIE HOUSE STILL IS MY CHOICE! HMM.) after my 30 minutes. He did it for an hour. LOL.

Sembreak's ending SOON, in two days. Oh no. It was full of shit, well. School work. IP and THE. IP AND THE! And Events, even. My, my. BUT, last Saturday was fun though. It was the PauPaoAlec thing and it was loads of frigging fun. Even if LOTS got colds the day after. (I'm still nursing mine.) I never thought I'd be getting wet--because my Dad forbid me. LOL. But it's okay. T'was worth it. Jumping in fully clothed. Pictures tell all.

AND YESTERDAY WAS A MULTI-TASKING STRING OF MINUTES. We did our IP. Went to Qualibet. I still can't believe it's at Project 7. AMP. And I went back to Galle to canvass, but I didn't finish it. Oops. I'll do it tomorrow when I buy clothes for my OJT. And yes, Miss Brigino actually said YES when I traded with Ashlly. Mainly maybe because Ms. Nen talked to her, not me? I dunno. I'll never find out. And Bo and Cheese said they'll meet me after class, continue emo talks. Then Alec texted, and he said he'll go to Galle! YEAH, BIRTHDAY BOY. I ended up eating with 6 of 'em. I WAS HUNGRY. The only thing I ate before that was a teaser cup of Ice Monster, and that's because I was ashamed to sit at Ice Monster without buying anything. HOWEVER, because time was unfair, I had to go and NOT finish my food. I didn't get to eat my fries (noooooo!) and my ice cream melted a bit, I think. I left it with them. And I went to fetch Migo. We were 30 minutes late.

On Thursday, school's back in business. On Saturday, it's my OJT! Don Henrico's @ Brick Road, Sta. Lucia. BE THERE. LMAO. And on Sunday, it's our game against STC @ Xavier Sports Complex. BE THERE MORE.

.Know what? I have an oath. I'll never be at a mall ever again ALONE when I can pull someone with me. During the hour that I was alone, I thought a lot. I was near tears. WAA. Pathetic. I could've pulled Meryl, but nooo. I had to be almighty and do it alone. Wrong. Man. Waiting is hard. And not just waiting for people to come, or the shallow waiting. But waiting for things to happen too, without knowing what you want. Well. I do. I told Cassy last night, "You know what you want. You just don't want to want what you want." I said it without hesitation. Then BAM! I realized that was my problem to. I know what I want, but I don't want to want it because all it will lead to is another one way highway and another Haha-You-Wish-And-Dream-On because what I want won't want me wanting what I want, doesn't want me, doesn't want anyone to want, I believe. Well? LOL. I want to be done with IP too. That's another thing that I want. Enough wanting. I want too much.

PS, no ICONS of my own. My PS3 turned out to be a Trojan Horse, so I deleted it. :"> I'm using Trish's.

PPS, The pictures I'm telling you about are all HERE But all of it are for my contacts. Except for the WBL opening which was left "For Everyone" for Richela. But I'll make it for contacts again soon. So ADD ME UP.