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Tuesday, April 27, 2010 | 27.4.10
TRAVELLING WITH SHOE.SUCKS.
April 25.
It was Sunday. Where should I be.Of course,at the Y office.
That day we had our orientation and plenary session.
GAWD. This thing had dumped me a serious number of SUMMER project.the SIG SHEET.
Wish I can do it eventually.
This Sunday,this coming Sunday I got even more work WORK to do. The concept for the confab.HHMM what will it be? And the featured attires.I thought some.HERE it is.Just so I remember it is:Alice in Wonderland Theme. Impersonnation. Avatar. are a few
But this day was not any other, because Diane's house as long as with Marielle ,Jurist and Cath got burned.
It was almost a month away from 2010-2011 school year.And they need to recover things up REAL FAST.
April 27. Today was my schedule for my DAMN enrollment.
GAWD.I was enrolled.
BAPR:Bachelor in Advertising and Public Relations
Got my schedule already.HALF DAY.BLOCK SECTION
The admission line made me sick.I was hungry I din't ate much for breakfast.
The interview had gone smoothly,and I met my future blockmate.I forgot what was her name.
The cashier line-up is some SERIOUS headache.I was dead,HALF DEAD.
I was at the 4th floor then got down at the cashier for 3 or 4.LOOOONNGGG line.
MAy 6,7 we need to get a picture for the I.D. and fetch the registration certificate.
Mom and I went to Jollibee to have our lunch/brunch.
And canvass some shirts for this school year.
DAMN.I still have it,THE GOLDEN TOUCH.
Everything I touch is GOLD.not literally,but it is 1k plus.
So we went home.And blah-blah-blah.
HEY/Today was supposedly my schedule for the entrance exam for TUA.AWW.I missed that. But anyway, see you next year.TUA.
I AM FEARLESS :>
Saturday, April 24, 2010 | 24.4.10
THIS way:No option
APRIL 23.FRIDAY
That morning Mom and I went to that
SUPER WONDERFUL P.U.P they say.
We was supposed to get that slot.Unfortunately,we did.
I was in a BV mode.REAL BAD.I felt all the BV and sooner or later I'll be one of them.SAD TRUTH that really sucks.I really hate the place,the people .EVERYONE! Ihate it.
I never did liked the placed.I never did appreciate it despite it's achievements.
Same as Carlos does.
I was the palest kid amongst the crowd.
I was so DAMN exhausted.
Same as Mom does.
We walked here.Talked to him,to her.Walked to the other building.Talk to him or her.Walked again.And walked.
DAMN. I coudn't explain much further HOW i really hate P.U.P itself.
That night I talked to Dad, I told to myself that I don't want to be an accident student again.
We talked how may things might happen If I didn't study their.
It is scary.SRSLY.
But I was so immovable that time I coudn't made up my mind.
Until I finally said
half NO. I will study their for the
sake of those people who were involved to JUST-GET-ME-A-FREAKING-SLOT at P.U.P.
Not for the 4 years.BUT for a YEAR only.A YEAR is very looonnngg for me to suffer a lot.
Plus,my super cool super cute clothes will be like:
Hey is that the one you wore last Monday.EEWWW.you. LIKE THAT SCENARIO. SO SAD.
And I might get a chance to see my errr..... my former classmates:
Hey Mike,you are studying here?So sad.I thought you were in.... DAMN.Were batchmates.
WHICH I HATE THE MOST.
And that freaking faces that I will see everyday. That classroom.DIIRRRTTYYY.
But on the brighter side,I'll have a phone.HOPE it is the best one.
BUT IT IS NOT A REASON FOR ME TO STAY there.
UGH. So much the pain.I hate it.
I swore this day.After I finish this whole year of agony.I'll transfer right away to whatever my heart desires. Mark it.
I AM FEARLESS :>
Thursday, April 22, 2010 | 22.4.10
hate:being a future pupian
PRE-POST.
I started having a seemingly not-so-good life when I entered Carlos.That's right.Carlos itself.
I'm an accidental student.I did not want it. I never liked it. I never have good image at Caloy. Dad want it.
BUT NOT ME.HONESTLY.srsly.
I was a kid by then,though it's bad too under estimate things like that.But until now,it is how I look at Caloy even though there were a lot of good things.
I don't have a
better option than entering Caloy.
And now,College is only a month away to start another hell life.
UST did not let me,and PUP is way too serious about rallies. There is TUA,I felt like home there.And PUP ..UGH. it smokes like HELL.Though that PUP will save a lot,
it will never cross my mind that I'll be embracing the arms of PUP.NEVER.sorry.
I never had good images.It never looked too cool. It stinks.It SUCKS.I had this dream,and it scared me a lot.I'll never be a Pupian.I should never be.I'll never be.
I don't want to be an accidental student again.
I don't want to waste the next 4 years of my life hating PuP.
GAWD.It is so UGH. . . . . .
brain dead.I just so
HATE being a future
PuPian.
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I AM FEARLESS :>
Wednesday, April 21, 2010 | 21.4.10
Jejemos are freaks
I just kept on wondering why on Earth does JEJEMONS exist? I mean,how come do they need to change the spelling of a single word or adding p,f,x,s and z to it.
That was my dilemna for this past few days.
THEY ARE INSANELY NUTS.
CRAZY
And I just can't seem to understand why do they need to do things like that.
SRSLY.They drive me crazy.
I saw a text message it said.
"heow pfuh,musxtha nhaman.im vhack. nheed ko ng kafpimpf.rephaii lhang kayoxz."
WHUT THE.
Im pretty sure,this people don't spell the very simple "vaccine","silhouette" and "queue".
DAMN.that was UGH.You know...... disturbing.
Why do they need to add or replace the spelling of a simple word. Like "
po" it is transformed as "
pfoueh".
OH.Someone need a psychologist.
Last thing.Since when did AJEJEJEJE came to be a laugh.In the text world it is quite obvious that whoever uses jeje is laughing. So,the point is that DAMN. Don't you know how to laugh properly.
JEJEMONS are complicated persons.They try to make their freaking lives complicated.
THE END.
HAVE FUN.
I AM FEARLESS :>
Monday, April 19, 2010 | 19.4.10
a day with McFLOAT. :3
GAWD DAMN FREAK. This morning Mom and I went to TUA. Just to get my schedule for my entrance test exam.
April 27,2010. 2pm.
Then,while we were at the campus I saw a few familiar faces.I saw my seatmate when I was in grade 1. I saw my schoolmate-batchmate. and another. and another.
And we went home afterwards for I will have a meeting by 1 at SM North Edsa. So, It was a hot afternoon by then,Remar,Obang and I dashed to Q.Ave. We saw Clarise and told us she was like a human directory.
HUMILIATING.
So,we waited for Sushi to arrive.Past 2? We head at the meeting place.
We look for the food court and check if they were at KFC.And it was.
So,Agoth,Jordan and Joe and all the 5 of us headed to the Sky Garden.
We talked about how will the things might happen this Sunday,planned,laughed,planned and planned.After that, Diane and Facto entered the company. With a few minutes to waste,the of us parted ways with Jordan,Agoth and Joe.
We roamed TriNoMa.
Invade Timezone.
is equeal to a
SUPER DUPER FOOTACHE.
cramping.sprain.So,I got hungry and treated myself to have my favorite:
COKE McFLOAT.
yummy.IDK.where Sushi and Obang went.
And the rest of us went home.
DAMN the story is finished.
I AM FEARLESS :>
todays MISadventure. :3
todays activity was
KEWL.Every Sunday all YV apps.will have a seminar/meeting. So we did with the other applicants.
I didnt expected this day to have a number of
serious head bumps.Got
5 or 7. We,as applicants was there to witness how will the group perform their activity for the whole year.So, this Sunday we were assigned to orient-like our ates and kuyas,the QCYMCA,YMCA and the RED TRIANGLE club.
PRESSURE.That 2nd team building : I got sweaty,dirty,dusty and tired. We have blindfolds and we need to find those bottles and straws scattered around the room.BUT BEWARE of those nasty thieves or you might find yourself rolling the floor,reaching for thos nasty dirt and dust.
We have realized that those bottles symblizes every apps.and the case where the bonding we created. It only said that,that the bottles should be complete or else the brew would not be great.GET IT?
We,apps.should stick together at the end so that we may able to accomplish all the tasks given to us.
GOT MONSTER FLOAT AGAIN.yummy.
GAWD.So tired.AND I have a meeting tomorrow,1pm. actually 1:30.
And I don't know wether I will study at La Con or not.
I AM FEARLESS :>
Sunday, April 18, 2010 | 18.4.10
RANDOM.nice stuffs.
JEEZ. I got so bored.LOOK what I have got. You need to log in to FB first before you see this
DAMN.Artworks .
I AM FEARLESS :>
MISadventures at USTe
APRIL.12 MONDAY. That morning Mom and I went to USTe to get that freaking slot.
8am. We was there by then.Infront of the CFAD building,BEATO.
The place was so
FRESH. Until we entered that
PARADISE-like HELL although there were several aircons in there.11:21 when I heard about
ADVER is totally OUT OF SLOT.total ZERO. INTD,Painting and ID are left with intd=2,painting= 10,id=12.IDK.what happened as far as I know ADVER got 2 more slots and just vanished like that.And ID got 14 slots,and 2 slots popped.
DAMN.Everone had gone nuts.
LITERALLY.not CRAZY but WILD, including parents.
My feet was shaking. And my heart beat felt like I was so exhausted from running a mile. I never felt like that. I am hungry but I coudn't eat,I was just scared and nervous. BV had overflowed that freaking room.
Until everyone had gone
REAL WILD.Noisy, complaining and just plain drama. So, I was seated to where I really was the whole time. And started to think things over.
GAWD. This was so
UNFAIR. The situation is alarming even the deans can't handle it.
So,I was still
FREEZING.shaking.hungry.nervous.POOR Mike got NO HOPE for being a THOMASIAN.I was
SAD.I was praying for it like everytime I asked God for it.But He never did answer,except for my birthday hope.
This was
tear-jerking.
SRSLY.So,the dean told those freaking bitches to go upstairs to get their slots.
After which the dean had instructed those fucktards to raise their hands if they came here early.
HONESTY? errrr--- you can't really trust everyone about this word.They were haggling.5:30,4;00 I came here 4;30. they shouted.
GAWD.CRAZY.So I was there sitting still.I cant do anything. I fund myself running to the 3rd floor where we can get those slots. But to my dismay,more PHYSICAL matters occured.MORE PUSHING.kicking(slightly)PUSHING.SHOUTING. and PUSHING. GAWD they are CRAZY.
Glad I was still alive.
It was past 3 when that stupid dean told us that CFAD were
CLEARLY OUT OF SLOTS.NOTE:to those ten bitches at painting,
CURSE YOU. die!bitches.
The other dean told Mom and I to get an academic placement at TYK ctr.So,we did.
That freaking director told us to negotiate at the dean of Arts and Letters to get any AB course beside Comm.Arts.
That someone whom we have talked to said that there were no more slots for the course we are asking for.And requested us to comeback at 14th.
DAMN. There were no more slots and the 14th,what Im going to do there,
cry a pool of river just to get a slot?TEAR-JERKING. FRUSTRATING.Mom and I went home.
AWW.I was looking forward to that
ONE-WISH and my life would be sweet and I'll be contented at this freaking DAMN lifee.
BUT IT WAS NOT.
I AM FEARLESS :>
Saturday, April 17, 2010 | 17.4.10
GAWD.What happened?
It was almost a "YEAR" after since I last posted. SO SORRY.GAWD. so many ----------"
HAPPENINGS" had come and past by and I haven't written any single word about it.
SO.HERE'S TO EVERYTHING.
GRADUATIONI was HELL sick that moment. PLUS with a HORRIFIC wound on my nose. I was weak, tired and hungry. BUT it is graduation everything must come and go.
OH,I GOT STITCH that night. KEWL.SRSLY. I got headaches, sprain , back aches,---- er.toothaches? JK. But as you can see,I have had made it through out the graduation rites WITHOUT FAINTING. I was like dreaming of it last nightMarch,30, total nightmare.I really to get my pictures taken that day,BUT this stupid thing on my nose.IRRITATES me!so embarassing. I was still sick by then,weak and hungry. SRSLY. I got HUGS that night, which I never expected to have.APRIL 5.Ellaine and I was supposed to make that FREAKIN' bulletin board an elegant one-- a more elegant one. BUT to my dismay, we only have got a minimum fund.So, the challenge is to make that SH*T a new face even without spending so much money. So,we were able to use our DISKARTE powers--- we thus, make it er--- nice and neat.That morning is what you call a HAGGARD one. I was like having black markings on my face, I was sweaty but not that much,and I just look so freaking tired. I was running out of water.I escaped breakfast and I eventually escaped lunch.I was freakingly STARVED to death. Ellaine and I was supposed to finish that bullsh*t at nearly 1pm. But we finished it at almost 1;30pm. Angie,who was feeling like a -------------- almost left me half dead, she got there by 2 or 3 or 4.IDK.After that Alvin told me to "sama" him at LACO-N. So,we did with few of our LACO-N hopefuls.HAHA. Got MONSTER FLOAT again. YUMMY.I got home and needed to went back again for that CLOSING PARTY. HELL. it is like spending my hour just to stare stare and stare.HUNGRY. I went home with Karla. YEAH- It is the last time that we'll be walking our way home. ASIDE than that: I only felt that I need to be fed.HUNGRY.APRIL 9. HAPPY 16thI made two paint work.LOOK.
This shoud be my worst birthday when Mom did not let me have my "Handa".
YEAH.I had that moment.That tear-jerking moment.
OH NO. You woudn't want to hear that tear-jerking reason I got.
I went to church alone.FACE DOWN.hoping.praying.
I was sad.SRSLY.HAPPY 16th Eman.shit.that freaking nickname.--- er.MIKE. DAMN.It was written on the cake.EMBARASSING.
Though thank you for coming:
:Richia. :Diane. :Paul. :Rochelle :Romeo. :Remar :Ieleen. :ObangThank you for the chocolates.
Thank you for the cake.
Thank you for the ice cream.
THANK YOU to MOM and DAD.I was not expecting this one to happen anymore. I don't even think that my 16th would be a LA-LA-LA day,I was expecting it more to be one of my HELL day.
BUT I WAS WRONG.I'M GLAD I WAS.*check out for more post,when ever I feel like too.
I AM FEARLESS :>
Wednesday, April 14, 2010 | 14.4.10
Ayaw mo parin sa ketchup?
I AM FEARLESS :>
My name is MIKE.MIKEE is the nickname.16,QC,PH. BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE: NO RIPPING,NO SPAMMING,NO ABUSIVE WORDS.Get it? RAWR.Idiot iHEYCHUU is an overview of my freaking HELL life.My Misadventures.My Crafts. My Music.My Rants. My Sweet-tooth. My Nonsense. My Drama. My WORLD. You can ask me your HELL-like questions at Formspring; www.formspring.me/mikeisweird EMAIL me at YAHOO: www.toothpaste_for_lunch@yahoo.com ADD me FACEBOOK: www.high_on_maplesyrup@yahoo.com
