Yay! Finally, napalitan na yung dati. Matagal na rin ngayn bago ako mag-sawa.
Bukas ko na lang edit yung ibang errors. 
Oy Laguna Whore, nakikita mo na ba kung gaano ka ka-baduy? Tss.
Posted by subjunctive at 08:18 PM in Rigmaroles | Add a Comment
Ang galing nito grabe, hindi na ako naiinis sa kanya.
Posted by subjunctive at 07:43 AM in Euphoric, Just Sharing | 5 comments
Ring ring.
Honey: Hello, sino po ito?
Phoebe: Hello, pwede ba kay Yap? Ay Yap! Si Ian Yap po. [Yap nga pala sila lahat sa bahay :D]
Honey: Sino po sila?
Phoebe: Si Pibi.
Honey: Eh tulog po si Kuya eh.
Phoebe: Ah ganun ba, sige tawag na lang ulit ako mamaya.
Honey: Ay shandali, ano po ba kailangan nila?
Phoebe: De, yayayain ko lang sana si Ian manuod ng sine.
YAK. YAK. YAK. Normal na naman sa aming magkakaibigan ang maglandian, magyakapan, pero I laughed at the sound of that.
Yayayain ko lang sana siya manuod ng sine. LMFAO. Parang si Judy Ann na niyaya ni Wowie de Guzman.
Pero in my case, parang ako si Wowie.
YAK YAK YAK YAK.
Ang boring ng Twilight, promise.
Posted by subjunctive at 07:08 PM in Phenomenologies, Euphoric | 4 comments
Cool, even hard drives get decluttered nowadays.
So our computer's back to normal. But it's still incomplete. No Microsoft Productivity Tools, no Adobe, no Encarta Dictionary...
All my files were deleted. Whew. For a fraction of a second I felt like being stung by a stingray.
But I'm okay now. Heck, I'm 16 for Pete's sake.
Posted by subjunctive at 12:04 AM in Rigmaroles | Add a Comment
Eh wala nga kaming tubig, puro gatas. :|
Posted by subjunctive at 04:20 PM in Rigmaroles | 3 comments
Grabe grabe grabe grabe. Alam niyo ba? Ha? Ulit nga.
ALAM NIYO BA?
Na minsan na akong napa-away sa isang forum dahil lang I posted something and apparently, lahat ng tambay sa forum na yun ay mga squatter at uncivilized. Grabe talaga. Nakakatawang balikan.
Posted by subjunctive at 01:48 PM | 2 comments
Okay, time for school drama now.
1. Dr. de Guzman (Biopsychology) got mad at us because we weren't fully paying attention when he was talking last Tuesday. He was really scary. In our next meeting, we said, "Sorry, we won't do it again" in chorus right after the prayer and gave him the famous 22-peso Bestfriend cake. I guess he really appreciated what we did. Sabi pa niya sa nakakatawang bestfriend cake, "Eto lang?" Hahaha. Nakakatawa. Pero it's a yay-bati-na-kami.
2. I kind of wanna back out to that peer facilitator thingy. I got interviewed the other day and I must say, the interviewers were really intimidating. But still, I kept my cool. Half-way through the interview, I realized this thing isn't for me. But I guess I should grab it. I really don't wanna be the mean world-hater Phoebe anymore. We'll see, I'm 70% hoping I'll not pass.
3. You know that feeling when you wake up so early because your school is goddamn 2 hours away from your home and you ride on a bus because there's not a single FX in sight and you were so late. SO LATE, you can feel it running through your veins and you brisk-walk from España gate to the Main Building and run your way through the third floor PLUS you really need to spend a penny and all the cubicles don't have locks and as you walk into the room, your professor's not there yet and you say YES but the thing is, she isn't even at school at all. Isn't that feeling great?
4. I loved my Thursday yesterday. In Theories of Learning, we were the first one who got perfect in the group quiz but I wasn't that happy since I felt like it wasn't a group defense we made. But it's a nice morning starter. Biopsychology, go to paragraph number 1. Philippine History, our quiz was cancelled. And finally, no Logic. Twilight.
5. I'm gonna miss a practical exam in Softball. Sighs. I hope he gives special exams...
That's it.
Posted by subjunctive at 11:38 AM in School Drama | Add a Comment
I should prolly attend more talks and seminars. And my ex should to.
I should have taken down notes as the speaker yesterday started lecturing. She's just... perfect.
If there's one thing I have relearned about relationships, it's this: it's either you're loyal to me, or we break up. It's that simple. "Kung may mahahanap kang ibang babae, sabihin mo na agad. Kesa patatagalin mo pa. Kung sasabihin mo, tatanggapin ko naman eh, wala naman akong magagawa," were the words of my ninang when I asked her about it last sem break. Yes, I know it's very shitty, cheesy, and stupid to hear. But I'll keep this in mind, hoping there'll be a next one for me, maybe 5 years from now?
If you found Mr. Right, be Ms. Right. I was Ms. Right, and he found me. That right?
Okay. Stop the emoness. Heck, I'm 16 for Pete's sake.
Posted by subjunctive at 11:01 AM in Emoness | Add a Comment