im a dumbass - stress - indie guide for dummies
eeeeeeeeekkkkk!!! i just bumped my car -- again! and for the nth time,
i bumped it again at home - my silly gate didn't move! so, theres no
scratch or anything, good thing, but my left side mirror is uber
damaged! as in its danggling (is that how you spell that word?!) if you
dont put ot back! i swear, this is the worst! mom even got uber mad at
me for bumping our gate like 5 million times already!=( and the side
mirror case is mahal daw. hmm, so guys, dont expect any gifts from me
ayt? be more understanding, maybe a christmas card will do! by the way,
im accepting donations for the repair of my car starting tomorrow! i
think that gate is cursed! oh well, i guess ill be grounded from using
my car till my mom's head gets coldsome again! so for now, pag lalabas
me (eeeewww.. hate using me...) GINO PASABAY Pleasssseeee!!! hahaha,
kidding, fine if im out of the way, ill take a cab nalang! i just hope
gino reads this entry...=( this getting soooooo frustrating.....
i mean, i just got from a 3 hour makeup class for theo. im gonna have approximately 10 hours of theo this week, more than enough to induce vomiting. the last movie i watched uber duper majorly sucked. just had nmat and i think i failed it. fpj is in coma. had to eat dinner late. rush to the coziest coffe shoppe (i know, shop - shoppe : tomato - tomatoe) to study and read all the piled up redings. i have 4 tests this week.. hmmmm, hope next year will be a better year for all of us! hihihihi!
anyway, one day, i found myself wandering around greenhills. i stopped at this tiangge and looked at the stuff. then there was this uber weird guy who "made me kalabit" (sorry for the term) and told me to check out the bags they were selling just beside the stall i was at. exact words: "hey man, check out the bags here... theyre INDIE STUFF..." in my mind, what the hell do i care? whats indie anyway. and do i look like im into your indie stuff? these questions entered my mind, but i was at my pretentious mode so i checked the indie stuff.. weird person. never passing there again..
so here's a guide to warn you that youre approaching an indie infested area:
*note: no offense to all indie people out there. we have our own styles, music, and other stuff, and i find your style really cool. i just cant get away with that porma. maybe thats why im writing this. ok? ok!
- they say, hey dude, hey man -- followed by a verb-noun; ended with an : its indie stuff! ;-)
- they love bob marley
- they also love che guevarra
- they also also love tado
- their favorite channel is UNtv (channel 59 ata) and their favorite show is "strangebrew"
- they love the marijuana design
- they hate hip-hoppers (probably another entry...)
- given the chance to be deported to another country, theyd choose Jamaica or Colombia
- theyre friends with the Goths (another topic for an entry maybe...)
- they love wearing batik
- the love the tie dye effect on shirts and on their batik pants
- they know where to get hemp -- whats that anyway. the guy from gh just told me the bags are made of hemp. maybe thats why hes so proud of his bag! (now i get it) maybe hemp is like the equivalent of diamonds in fabric...
- you dont / rarely see them in stores like dolce and gabbana, topshop/man, calvin klein, even bench. they love ukay-ukay! (dont get me wrong here, i do shop and i do love shopping at ukay-ukays! so, long live the indie stuff!)
- they play an instrument aka the cajon
so, here are some of the descriptions of what an indie stuff is. if you see one in greenhills - RUN! or youll get the perpetual line : "Hey dude, check out the bags here, theyre INDIE STUFF!!!" (in my mind, who cares?!)
i mean, i just got from a 3 hour makeup class for theo. im gonna have approximately 10 hours of theo this week, more than enough to induce vomiting. the last movie i watched uber duper majorly sucked. just had nmat and i think i failed it. fpj is in coma. had to eat dinner late. rush to the coziest coffe shoppe (i know, shop - shoppe : tomato - tomatoe) to study and read all the piled up redings. i have 4 tests this week.. hmmmm, hope next year will be a better year for all of us! hihihihi!
anyway, one day, i found myself wandering around greenhills. i stopped at this tiangge and looked at the stuff. then there was this uber weird guy who "made me kalabit" (sorry for the term) and told me to check out the bags they were selling just beside the stall i was at. exact words: "hey man, check out the bags here... theyre INDIE STUFF..." in my mind, what the hell do i care? whats indie anyway. and do i look like im into your indie stuff? these questions entered my mind, but i was at my pretentious mode so i checked the indie stuff.. weird person. never passing there again..
so here's a guide to warn you that youre approaching an indie infested area:
*note: no offense to all indie people out there. we have our own styles, music, and other stuff, and i find your style really cool. i just cant get away with that porma. maybe thats why im writing this. ok? ok!
- they say, hey dude, hey man -- followed by a verb-noun; ended with an : its indie stuff! ;-)
- they love bob marley
- they also love che guevarra
- they also also love tado
- their favorite channel is UNtv (channel 59 ata) and their favorite show is "strangebrew"
- they love the marijuana design
- they hate hip-hoppers (probably another entry...)
- given the chance to be deported to another country, theyd choose Jamaica or Colombia
- theyre friends with the Goths (another topic for an entry maybe...)
- they love wearing batik
- the love the tie dye effect on shirts and on their batik pants
- they know where to get hemp -- whats that anyway. the guy from gh just told me the bags are made of hemp. maybe thats why hes so proud of his bag! (now i get it) maybe hemp is like the equivalent of diamonds in fabric...
- you dont / rarely see them in stores like dolce and gabbana, topshop/man, calvin klein, even bench. they love ukay-ukay! (dont get me wrong here, i do shop and i do love shopping at ukay-ukays! so, long live the indie stuff!)
- they play an instrument aka the cajon
so, here are some of the descriptions of what an indie stuff is. if you see one in greenhills - RUN! or youll get the perpetual line : "Hey dude, check out the bags here, theyre INDIE STUFF!!!" (in my mind, who cares?!)