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I'm Into Distance
Monday, May 26, 2008

ACK. I HAVE A STALKER CRUSH :"> OMFG. Hahaha! I just had to share. This is what...the first time since ah...I was 13 years old that I had a friggin' crush on a complete stranger.

:"> Grace, I swear I'll marry him when I grow up...if you don't get the dude first. And yes, he's the one I'm talking about. HAHAHA. Kidding. As if. :)) But oh wow, I'm overwhelmed that I can go back to being the silly little (re-la-TIVE!) that I used to be.

HAHA.

I.
Am.
Marrying.
Him.
When.
I.
Grow.
Up.

But first, I have to meet the dude.

Must.
Go.
To.
Australia.

HAHAHAHA. =))

God, this is low and pathetic :"> :)) Lawl. Forgive the silly little girl hidden behind my cerebral cortex, who just happened to show up ah, two days ago.

Silly girl, wake the frk up :-*

AND OH YEAH BY THE WAY, after shoving peanut brittle into my mouth, my sister showed me this link. (It's ah, the about the book shinanigan of Skinny Bitch.)
"If you can't take one more day of self-loathing, you're ready to hear the truth: You cannot keep shoveling the same crap into your mouth every day and expect to lose weight."

OH GOD, THANKS A LOT. Not eating. Starting next week? Uhm. ASA. :))

Jelly beans are exceptions. :"> (In all the senses of the word--ehem.)

I'm old enough to go to Aussie on my own. But god, not rich enough, babe. BROKE TO THE BOTTOM. =))

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20:30

Unwanted Hole
Sunday, May 25, 2008

I feel so incredibly stupid.

Facepalm. D'oh. To the !!!! exponent slash power slash degree.

Today is/was (whatever) the last day of the blessed Adidas/Nike Mega Trade Hall (shit) Sale. And we went there after getting school shoes and chocolate and mass. I decided to get knee sleeves today. :)) Oh, happy, happy! To protect my deranged knees from getting further beatings. I have a ginormous number of scars from basketball games on my knees, holy. I got my knee sleeves for, what, 50 or 60 percent off? Yay!

Hold that thought.

End rejoicing here.

Guess the FRK what! I got completely different ones. Agh!!! One was closed-patella, and the other was open! HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS. :| :O Can anyone get any more stupid? Holy. :)) Nakakapikon, like, SWEAR. It looks STUPID.

But what the hell. STYLE YUN. :|

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20:02

Oh, please!
Friday, May 23, 2008

Wence's multiply site says: If you want the rainbow, you should put up with the rain.

And holy mother of Jesus, it's raining like hell. Woah, I just used "Jesus" and "hell" in the same sentence. I must be nuts if I notice those trifles.

It's raining, it's boring, the sun isn't shining --. I just realized that I don't know the lyrics to the song. And that's a what? A nursery rhyme.

It's cold and I need to do SOMETHING and I'm stuck home. I wish I were somewhere else, probably Megamall so that I could've been with Trish after she takes her violin lessons--so that I could share my new discovery, d'oh. Not some mushpit I-love-my-sister act. We just...don't, okay? Or Ali Mall, so that I could go to Nokia Service Center to have my phone fixed! ANYTHING BUT HERE. All be damned! :-O

~x(

I'm...bored out of my wits and my wits aren't even functioning. There's this plot Trish's trying to make me turn into a story, but I need inspi-fuckin'(haha, Ms. M, in yo peys)-ration to even BEGIN. And I just don't have that.

And oh yeah?

I have a course. Legal friggin' Management for Ateneo and UST, and Econ-LM for DL. Ironically, it's for UP that I have not a single fragment of an idea of a course, and it's the one with the Application Forms due on June. Great.

I wanna cut reviews too, for crying out loud. Tomorrow. Who the hell is up for it. I wanna try it ONCE, despite Cassy's warnings to NOT. To just NOT. :)) Maybe I'll never do it. Lawl.

I need to get my UP Application Form. Tomorrow. I wish the school's open tomorrow.

I WANNA GO OUTTTTTT. =))

Please, please, please, get me out of this state of immobility!

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16:34

For Crying Out Loud
Friday, May 16, 2008

I'm dying of boredom and hyperactivity combined. I'm not even sure if that's possible. I'm bored thus I'm restless thus I'm squirming at just about every single moment I can possible squirm. Hey, that's not good for my grammar. I just had English Day 2 in Experts this morning. And it was...okay. I still salute Faye for perfecting the stupid English test during her reviews. :))

For the past 2 weeks, I would assume, I'd been waking up at the unfathomable hour of 6 in the (fuckin') morning to leave at precisely 6:30 AM. Okay, I'm lying. I do my hair for five minutes THEN get my recess THEN leave with Teptep, so we usually take off at 6:45 AM and get to Kostka after a little under an hour. That's Teresa for you. Come over and let Tep and I show you the a portion of the rural areas left in the godly country of the Philippines.

Routine is as follows, I eat chocolate for recess and get restless. Then I take the test or listen to the teacher and talk at the same time. I'm seriously considering that I do have ADHD. What do you think? Wow. Then reviews end and we're soon off to McDo or Wok or Jollibee but never Shakey's or the like because we're all dead BROKE. =))

And then I go home and be bored again, thus repeating the whole process all over again. I read mostly, and finish books. Or text? Oh god, thank God my phone is now ALIVE again. Regardless of the fact that it's the (WONDERFUL) K700i that's alive.

I should be sleeping now. We have a LONG day tomorrow. Whole day, OMFGWTH.

AGHHH. Got to go. I need to WRITE. But I need to READ first. Read something overflowing with sarcasm to get my mood going. :P

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22:20

Would I!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008

I get this a lot. The stares. The questions. And yes, even the eyebrows. Ever since I cut my hair THIS short, people don't recognize me. It's...tiring. But whatever, I like the length, I just miss the extremely LONG hair.

Most popular reactions (in no particular order):
1) Bianca? Ikaw ba yan!
2) Shit, mukha kang lalaki.
3) *Stares at face* Bianca?
4) Tibo!
5) WHAT DID YOU DO?
6) Why? May sayad ka ba?
7) Oh my god. Boy!
8) Ang panget mo! Gaga!
9) I like the long hair better.
10) *Stares* *No words*

The gist? Shock. Boy. Pahabain mo ulit.

HELL. I'll tell you what really happened. :)) My mother hated the way my hair was so unmanageable and she seems to blame the cut for it. So, she took me to the salon to have it fixed. I didn't realize forgot that there's nothing to cut anymore...as my hair was SHORT. So yeah. I ended up having a pixie cut. Well, that's how I would call it. Most people would call it the Tibo hair. Or the boy hair.

News flash: I'm straight.

So if you go looking for me, don't go looking for this:



Geez, my hair was long!

You know what, I've always wondered, what if I was a boy? How would I look like? I tried pinning my hair up to find out, but I never did succeed. Until now. So yeah, if I was born a boy, I would probably look like this:



BUT SERIOUSLY. I doubt that anyone would see me dressed that way. Eww, god. I try to look like a girl, okay? :> Honestly, I really do. I just...fail with the jacket sometimes. Now I really should invest in heels and tanks.

Well anyway, I shall move along and read. I've read a LOT of books since summer started.

The Magician's Nephew; Persuation; The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe; Love, Stargirl; Hardy Boys #41; Hardy Boys #42; Girl, Missing; Six Steps To A Girl; Flush; Twilight; New Moon; Eclipse; Once and Always; I can't remember anymore. I need a fresh supply of books. :| =)) I need a fresh supply of CHIC LIT AND CLASSICS. I haven't bought in a WHILE.

Internet novels: Regan, White, and Seven Deadly Sins; Trouble Starts With A Q; Reason and Romance; Reason and Romance Redux and a lot more.

This is where NERDOM comes in. Welcome to the world of nerds.

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21:02

Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?

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Bianca Ruiz;
17;
Assumption Antipolo;
Ateneo de Manila University;
Management Engineering;
Occupation: Professional sleeper; Addiction: The faded era of the orange ball & persuation & color pigments;
True Addiction: Me&You.

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Dead
Double Dead
Y!M
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Email
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I Constantly Thank God For Esteban Hearts

* scent of paint
* Books (with the S)
* Debate!
* Basketball (End Here)
* Tickets and jellybeans
* Reese's
* sofas
* Da Vinci, Monet, Progress, Progressive
* loving && much more loving
* Touch screen @-)
* Candy && Chocolate Bars && String Cheese!

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