siyam sa bawat sampung taong bumili ng librong moby dick ay babae
sabado. ilang minuto bago matapos ang misa sa simbahan sa loob ng unibersidad,
nakaramdam ako ng biglaan pananakit sa ulo. aray shet, bulong ko sa aking sarili.
ulol nasa simbahan pala ako. sorry po. pero mama ang sakit. wai ko matake. so fly
ako sa shopping lane ng university na itago natin sa initials na sc. sa pagaakalang
stress ang sanhi ng pananakit ng ulo, ang stresstabs ay isang gamot na parang
paracetamol at dahil si orgmate tuesday ay endorser ng naturang medical product,
bigla akong napahinto sa isang botika at sabay sabing: miss may stresstabs ba kayo
diyan?
two hours later. napadaan si paris hilton sa cubao at bigla akong hinawakan sabay
upsound ng that's hot. nakakaloka at biglang nag-text na si biological mother. sabi ko mama
don't worry tita cory stress lang ito. hindi anak tonsilitis yan or typhoid or dengue alam mo
usong uso ang dengue ngayon anak baka malaria na iyan naku.
beep beep. the phone beeps. when you're sick you're lazy to text. take that karl.
sabado night. palabas na ang john en shirley. wow. classic ito. pero deadma. mas feel
kong mag-emote, kausapin ang sarili ko, at mag-masturbate (intellectual masturbation).
sunday. beep beep the phone beeps. biological mom borbards eight messages. in fact
she bombarded me messages the whole day. and dad too. since it's sunday, i have
to keep myself busy so i don't get bored and commit suicide (which is the best thing to do
if you want a totally unforgettable sunday). gloomy sunday.
i checked people's blogs and this is the best entry.
sunday night. may bagyo daw. at henry ang name niya. at issue ko ito. dapat babae ang
pangalan ng bagyo. pero sabi ni dreo gender-sensitive na daw ang pag-asa.
monday. dahil boring naman ang natural science na subject at dahil may sakit pa rin ako
at dahil tamad din talaga ako hindi ako pumasok ng aking eight thirty class. sa aking
paghihintay sa aking next class, tumambay muna ako sa cmc kung saan naroon ang aking
mga orgmates na sina terlagnotes at danamengotes.
still sick, i was devastated when i saw the two arms of santiago broken. santiago is my red
umbrella. but when i saw eugene and learned that the same thing happened to him, i felt peace
and justice.
one pm. we had an acting workshop and i have to pretend claudine in got to believe. oh geez
rico yan is so hot.
four pm. exam. walang panahong mag-aral.
tuesday. the genmeet theme is jacket-o-jacket. and it was fun seeing all my orgmates wearing
jackets. didn't win as genmeet theme queen, in fact, i never won. though nominated once.
we talked about the auditon for live age and i'm still unsure whether i'll go or not. i want to pero
with this health i don't think i am capable of doing good and i have a very low self esteem.
but the best thing that happened this day was when nic tiongson announced that the deadline for
our report is moved from august ten to the end of august.
predictions for wednesday.
ten. i will not attend my fencing class.
two. i find the exam boring, difficult and worthless. and soon i will drop the course, to be followed by social science
then my major subjects. i will file an loa. i will return to urdaneta. study a medical course. a two-year medical course.
fly to syria. three years later, there will be a hezbollah attack. my parents will go to tv patrol dagupan to ask for help.
they will be denied. my picture will spread in the papers. pinoy medical practitioner and colleagues still trapped. there,
i will meet a cnn reporter. i will be featured in an hour long docu. i will also be a cover girl for time. and maxim.
i will be a hollywood star. i will star in a movie version of moby dick.
nakaramdam ako ng biglaan pananakit sa ulo. aray shet, bulong ko sa aking sarili.
ulol nasa simbahan pala ako. sorry po. pero mama ang sakit. wai ko matake. so fly
ako sa shopping lane ng university na itago natin sa initials na sc. sa pagaakalang
stress ang sanhi ng pananakit ng ulo, ang stresstabs ay isang gamot na parang
paracetamol at dahil si orgmate tuesday ay endorser ng naturang medical product,
bigla akong napahinto sa isang botika at sabay sabing: miss may stresstabs ba kayo
diyan?
two hours later. napadaan si paris hilton sa cubao at bigla akong hinawakan sabay
upsound ng that's hot. nakakaloka at biglang nag-text na si biological mother. sabi ko mama
don't worry tita cory stress lang ito. hindi anak tonsilitis yan or typhoid or dengue alam mo
usong uso ang dengue ngayon anak baka malaria na iyan naku.
beep beep. the phone beeps. when you're sick you're lazy to text. take that karl.
sabado night. palabas na ang john en shirley. wow. classic ito. pero deadma. mas feel
kong mag-emote, kausapin ang sarili ko, at mag-masturbate (intellectual masturbation).
sunday. beep beep the phone beeps. biological mom borbards eight messages. in fact
she bombarded me messages the whole day. and dad too. since it's sunday, i have
to keep myself busy so i don't get bored and commit suicide (which is the best thing to do
if you want a totally unforgettable sunday). gloomy sunday.
i checked people's blogs and this is the best entry.
sunday night. may bagyo daw. at henry ang name niya. at issue ko ito. dapat babae ang
pangalan ng bagyo. pero sabi ni dreo gender-sensitive na daw ang pag-asa.
monday. dahil boring naman ang natural science na subject at dahil may sakit pa rin ako
at dahil tamad din talaga ako hindi ako pumasok ng aking eight thirty class. sa aking
paghihintay sa aking next class, tumambay muna ako sa cmc kung saan naroon ang aking
mga orgmates na sina terlagnotes at danamengotes.
still sick, i was devastated when i saw the two arms of santiago broken. santiago is my red
umbrella. but when i saw eugene and learned that the same thing happened to him, i felt peace
and justice.
one pm. we had an acting workshop and i have to pretend claudine in got to believe. oh geez
rico yan is so hot.
four pm. exam. walang panahong mag-aral.
tuesday. the genmeet theme is jacket-o-jacket. and it was fun seeing all my orgmates wearing
jackets. didn't win as genmeet theme queen, in fact, i never won. though nominated once.
we talked about the auditon for live age and i'm still unsure whether i'll go or not. i want to pero
with this health i don't think i am capable of doing good and i have a very low self esteem.
but the best thing that happened this day was when nic tiongson announced that the deadline for
our report is moved from august ten to the end of august.
predictions for wednesday.
ten. i will not attend my fencing class.
two. i find the exam boring, difficult and worthless. and soon i will drop the course, to be followed by social science
then my major subjects. i will file an loa. i will return to urdaneta. study a medical course. a two-year medical course.
fly to syria. three years later, there will be a hezbollah attack. my parents will go to tv patrol dagupan to ask for help.
they will be denied. my picture will spread in the papers. pinoy medical practitioner and colleagues still trapped. there,
i will meet a cnn reporter. i will be featured in an hour long docu. i will also be a cover girl for time. and maxim.
i will be a hollywood star. i will star in a movie version of moby dick.