Old blogger posts are amusing to read 'coz they prove I was one of those unrealistic teenagers
For example, this a post from October 4, 2001, 1 am in the morning.
====Krissy and I are still awake...
^^;
Bagong Diksyunaryo ng MuonTau slang
kriss - an act of disturbance, ranging from eccentricity to violence. normally the act is considered "weird". is not to be confused with "to kiss".
kriss (v.) - to disturb with weirdness
krissy - the state of being kriss
adrien - a deluge of pessimism
adrien - pessimism at its worst.
rheal - responsible citizens; they work for the betterment of the society
rheals are nice, responsible, and organized
"All the students in the honor's list are rheals, it's no wonder they're there"
Rheals make good treasurers
^^;;; adrien - a deluge of pessimism. I wonder. Is still that applicable to me? ^_^ (Maybe yes. Maybe I've just learned to conceal it.)
Other interesting quotes from my silly self:
===="...those infernal tool of self-annihilation." - referring to cigarettes
===="Too ugly to be my mother's child; too dumb to be my father's." - referring to myself (Can you feel the overwhelming self-love? ♥)
===="What else.... hmmm.... yesterday, I was at my aunt's office in Libis (I think). There were gunshots. And Screaming outside. I was busy in the internet near the window and I told my aunt there were gunshots. She sorta climbed a chair and peeped over the covering of the glass window. ^^; I was wondering (very very calmly. .. bolting was the last thing on my mind) whether the glass or bullet proof or not. Anyway, it was just a snatcher being chased by police. Thye were only warning shots." - O__o I've heard gunshots before? In Libis? O__o I don't remember that. Wow. LOL. Warning shots from cops chasing a snatcher. ^^;;; Ehehehe.
===="Blind Items:
1.) A certain somebody asked another for a dance during the prom. (Yes, I attended the "stupid" affair and enjoyed the free food and the juicy scoops.) That insufferable person sort of just went "psst, psst". He didn't even fetch her from the table nor brought her back. Grrr� She shouldn't have agreed to dance." - *falls over laughing* Oh man! I have a pretty good idea who I'm referring to here. LOL
===="Philippines or US? I almost prefer US. At least, there nobody would know both PSHS and MPPA. Ah� I would love an obscure existence." - what the--! WTF?! Did I say that? Did I really say that?! That was me February 2002 referring to the question of where to go to college.
===="and they're still watching 'Monica Brava' downstairs... Wahh... It's almost nine...." - LOL! I miss those telenovelas now. (I mean the tagalog dubbed ones that I can understand. ^^;;)
From April 18, 2002, only a fragment of a looooong post. " Speaking of books, some people have been telling me about a trilogy that is apparently against organized religion. No, I haven't read the book yet but that got me thinking. (oh, no! idipus and her thinking bouts� YOU ARE ALL IN PERIL!) It's actually senseless to organize religion because organization implies a sort of uniformity to a particular level. Now, uniformity is something that will never be present in religion. Religion is merely based on faith. It totally depends on the person, what he believes, and even why he believes, I guess. One knows because one believes. It can never be proven by documents and all those scientific studies, etc. So how the hel- heck do you organize something that is naught? There's no sense in trying to rationalize something that does have an explanation, but an explanation that is impossible to perceive with our limited fallible minds�. Kinda cute ne? Still, we try to give organize all these dogmas, these whatever assortment of terms people call it. In fact, people are so obsessed with order they established it in the midst of the chaos of their environment as a so-called civilization. Why?
Remember Hitokiri Hakusai's lecture? (and I dunno where else I got the idea) the natural order of the cosmos is entropy. There is order in disorder: the chaos theory. For life to exist, there must be order, organization. Therefore, the establishment of life was against the very nature of everything. That's why we die: because there will come a time when an individual has to yield to the laws of the universe.
Now, in all living things, there is an inherent tendency for self preservation, right? Some species sole reason for existence is to propagate their kind - a way of defeating time and entropy. Humans, seem to forget "mundane" things like that because they're too busy exploiting an pathetically tiny part of their newfound toys called brains. But there is always the underlying obsession for order because it's that order that keeps us alive. So I guess this desire for organization, even in religion, is just an exhibition of the human instinct to preserve the self�.
Hmm�. I wonder�. If I wasn't born Catholic, what religion would I choose? :sigh: I have no idea. Given the choice now, I wouldn't change. Am I a coward? No. I merely choose to have faith in this religion. Why? I don't know. I merely believe that.
" Holy cow. O__o Was I nuts then or what? I recognize the behaviors usually exhibited by teenagers as delineated by the pediatric book. ^^;; Idealistic. Unrealistic. ^^;; Sheesh.
===="That was vile! That was disgusting! That was UNACCEPTABLE!" - referring to the song "Adrienne" by The Calling.
Last, because I'm sleepy. This is an entry dated June 9, 2002. "Krissy-sama mentioned watching Resident Evil last Friday in her blog. That was also a bitch, let me tell you. Bleh. I was called up inside the cinema by my parents, telling me that it was imperative I get there at once. -.-; I had to take a cab by myself to Quirino Highway in Manila. I had a hell of a time finding one that would drive me through that hellish traffic. And when I finally did, I got stuck in every single road we passed despite the fact we already took a detour through another hell to bypass that hell.
*shrug* Not that I got bored, anyway. I was very occupied imagining every single person passing by to suddenly grab open the taxi door and thrust an ice pick against my throat and demand to be driven to some god-forsaken place. Of course, I should have locked the doors. Stupid foresight late as ever. But I was already frozen to death inside with some unsavory-looking fellows milling around the vicinity of my door, running around with metal objects, added with their gung ho shrieking. I wouldn't move, I wouldn't turn to look. I was too fixed with being stoic and calm outwardly, so that I won't attract attention, so that they won't know panic was squeezing my heart and they won't hurt me, or much worse tease me for being such a sheltered cowardly paranoid weakling. I mean, if they start fighting there or something I could get involved. I nearly burst in relief when I realized they were just calling passengers to their tricycles.
Baka, baka baka, baka, baka!!!! Stupid smooth criminals. This is their fault. It's their fault� Actually, I'm not scared. Not even when it actually happened. Neither was Leng. I was even assessing the sharpness of the man's balisong with deadly calm, thinking poutily that the stupid man wasn't even kind enough to get a sharp blade instead of a rusty one that would may give me Tetanus and later lockjaw. (Maycee et al laughed at this. They said normally a person would think about not getting stab first. Not about having shots against Tetanus anyway� -.-;) I was never scared even after that. Not in the way that I'm confused or hysterical inside.
Whew. At least it happened at the end of the school year, and the end of high school. How would I survive commuting everyday in that area for long? Still, I had to go to school for another month, and after the official school days, less and less people were commuting in Agham and that's when I really abhorred going out. There's just this strong compulsion not to go out, not to mingle with the public. And I hate being outside or anywhere with strangers. I'm always very alert. I feel everybody's movement. Anything catches my eyes and I have to stealthily check it out. I imagine all sorts of horrendous crimes and heroic-baka counteractions, which are all very nice considering they exercise my imagination for writing but aren't that healthy for my over-all disposition. Piao si nye�(it means g*dd*m*t in Mandarin. ^^; I dunno the spelling.) It's not really bothersome but I hate being so tense. You didn't notice ne, Krissy-sama, Seiyo-sama? Nobody would notice at all. You know, this is the stuff that could drive one bonkers, as in asylum-required bonkers. That's why I wrote it here. Well, after I blurted some of it to MC in our 3.5-hour phone chat, being half asleep. Oh well. "
... I suddenly miss Dragantum the enchanted fecal matter.
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Hmm... I'm funny. ^^;; I started reading old posts in Blogger just to distract myself. I was rather affected by the FMA episode I watched (even though I already know what will happen) and also because I'm anxious about the big exam. Haaay...
Well, to sleep.
====Krissy and I are still awake...
^^;
Bagong Diksyunaryo ng MuonTau slang
kriss - an act of disturbance, ranging from eccentricity to violence. normally the act is considered "weird". is not to be confused with "to kiss".
kriss (v.) - to disturb with weirdness
krissy - the state of being kriss
adrien - a deluge of pessimism
adrien - pessimism at its worst.
rheal - responsible citizens; they work for the betterment of the society
rheals are nice, responsible, and organized
"All the students in the honor's list are rheals, it's no wonder they're there"
Rheals make good treasurers
^^;;; adrien - a deluge of pessimism. I wonder. Is still that applicable to me? ^_^ (Maybe yes. Maybe I've just learned to conceal it.)
Other interesting quotes from my silly self:
===="...those infernal tool of self-annihilation." - referring to cigarettes
===="Too ugly to be my mother's child; too dumb to be my father's." - referring to myself (Can you feel the overwhelming self-love? ♥)
===="What else.... hmmm.... yesterday, I was at my aunt's office in Libis (I think). There were gunshots. And Screaming outside. I was busy in the internet near the window and I told my aunt there were gunshots. She sorta climbed a chair and peeped over the covering of the glass window. ^^; I was wondering (very very calmly. .. bolting was the last thing on my mind) whether the glass or bullet proof or not. Anyway, it was just a snatcher being chased by police. Thye were only warning shots." - O__o I've heard gunshots before? In Libis? O__o I don't remember that. Wow. LOL. Warning shots from cops chasing a snatcher. ^^;;; Ehehehe.
===="Blind Items:
1.) A certain somebody asked another for a dance during the prom. (Yes, I attended the "stupid" affair and enjoyed the free food and the juicy scoops.) That insufferable person sort of just went "psst, psst". He didn't even fetch her from the table nor brought her back. Grrr� She shouldn't have agreed to dance." - *falls over laughing* Oh man! I have a pretty good idea who I'm referring to here. LOL
===="Philippines or US? I almost prefer US. At least, there nobody would know both PSHS and MPPA. Ah� I would love an obscure existence." - what the--! WTF?! Did I say that? Did I really say that?! That was me February 2002 referring to the question of where to go to college.
===="and they're still watching 'Monica Brava' downstairs... Wahh... It's almost nine...." - LOL! I miss those telenovelas now. (I mean the tagalog dubbed ones that I can understand. ^^;;)
From April 18, 2002, only a fragment of a looooong post. " Speaking of books, some people have been telling me about a trilogy that is apparently against organized religion. No, I haven't read the book yet but that got me thinking. (oh, no! idipus and her thinking bouts� YOU ARE ALL IN PERIL!) It's actually senseless to organize religion because organization implies a sort of uniformity to a particular level. Now, uniformity is something that will never be present in religion. Religion is merely based on faith. It totally depends on the person, what he believes, and even why he believes, I guess. One knows because one believes. It can never be proven by documents and all those scientific studies, etc. So how the hel- heck do you organize something that is naught? There's no sense in trying to rationalize something that does have an explanation, but an explanation that is impossible to perceive with our limited fallible minds�. Kinda cute ne? Still, we try to give organize all these dogmas, these whatever assortment of terms people call it. In fact, people are so obsessed with order they established it in the midst of the chaos of their environment as a so-called civilization. Why?
Remember Hitokiri Hakusai's lecture? (and I dunno where else I got the idea) the natural order of the cosmos is entropy. There is order in disorder: the chaos theory. For life to exist, there must be order, organization. Therefore, the establishment of life was against the very nature of everything. That's why we die: because there will come a time when an individual has to yield to the laws of the universe.
Now, in all living things, there is an inherent tendency for self preservation, right? Some species sole reason for existence is to propagate their kind - a way of defeating time and entropy. Humans, seem to forget "mundane" things like that because they're too busy exploiting an pathetically tiny part of their newfound toys called brains. But there is always the underlying obsession for order because it's that order that keeps us alive. So I guess this desire for organization, even in religion, is just an exhibition of the human instinct to preserve the self�.
Hmm�. I wonder�. If I wasn't born Catholic, what religion would I choose? :sigh: I have no idea. Given the choice now, I wouldn't change. Am I a coward? No. I merely choose to have faith in this religion. Why? I don't know. I merely believe that.
" Holy cow. O__o Was I nuts then or what? I recognize the behaviors usually exhibited by teenagers as delineated by the pediatric book. ^^;; Idealistic. Unrealistic. ^^;; Sheesh.
===="That was vile! That was disgusting! That was UNACCEPTABLE!" - referring to the song "Adrienne" by The Calling.
Last, because I'm sleepy. This is an entry dated June 9, 2002. "Krissy-sama mentioned watching Resident Evil last Friday in her blog. That was also a bitch, let me tell you. Bleh. I was called up inside the cinema by my parents, telling me that it was imperative I get there at once. -.-; I had to take a cab by myself to Quirino Highway in Manila. I had a hell of a time finding one that would drive me through that hellish traffic. And when I finally did, I got stuck in every single road we passed despite the fact we already took a detour through another hell to bypass that hell.
*shrug* Not that I got bored, anyway. I was very occupied imagining every single person passing by to suddenly grab open the taxi door and thrust an ice pick against my throat and demand to be driven to some god-forsaken place. Of course, I should have locked the doors. Stupid foresight late as ever. But I was already frozen to death inside with some unsavory-looking fellows milling around the vicinity of my door, running around with metal objects, added with their gung ho shrieking. I wouldn't move, I wouldn't turn to look. I was too fixed with being stoic and calm outwardly, so that I won't attract attention, so that they won't know panic was squeezing my heart and they won't hurt me, or much worse tease me for being such a sheltered cowardly paranoid weakling. I mean, if they start fighting there or something I could get involved. I nearly burst in relief when I realized they were just calling passengers to their tricycles.
Baka, baka baka, baka, baka!!!! Stupid smooth criminals. This is their fault. It's their fault� Actually, I'm not scared. Not even when it actually happened. Neither was Leng. I was even assessing the sharpness of the man's balisong with deadly calm, thinking poutily that the stupid man wasn't even kind enough to get a sharp blade instead of a rusty one that would may give me Tetanus and later lockjaw. (Maycee et al laughed at this. They said normally a person would think about not getting stab first. Not about having shots against Tetanus anyway� -.-;) I was never scared even after that. Not in the way that I'm confused or hysterical inside.
Whew. At least it happened at the end of the school year, and the end of high school. How would I survive commuting everyday in that area for long? Still, I had to go to school for another month, and after the official school days, less and less people were commuting in Agham and that's when I really abhorred going out. There's just this strong compulsion not to go out, not to mingle with the public. And I hate being outside or anywhere with strangers. I'm always very alert. I feel everybody's movement. Anything catches my eyes and I have to stealthily check it out. I imagine all sorts of horrendous crimes and heroic-baka counteractions, which are all very nice considering they exercise my imagination for writing but aren't that healthy for my over-all disposition. Piao si nye�(it means g*dd*m*t in Mandarin. ^^; I dunno the spelling.) It's not really bothersome but I hate being so tense. You didn't notice ne, Krissy-sama, Seiyo-sama? Nobody would notice at all. You know, this is the stuff that could drive one bonkers, as in asylum-required bonkers. That's why I wrote it here. Well, after I blurted some of it to MC in our 3.5-hour phone chat, being half asleep. Oh well. "
... I suddenly miss Dragantum the enchanted fecal matter.
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Hmm... I'm funny. ^^;; I started reading old posts in Blogger just to distract myself. I was rather affected by the FMA episode I watched (even though I already know what will happen) and also because I'm anxious about the big exam. Haaay...
Well, to sleep.