Tuesday, February 03, 2004

soooo last week...

it has been a very rough university week for me. i have confronted with many things i didn't know how to handle by myself. and so what i did was just hangout and drink to it. i know in a matter of time, all my troubles would go away.

Monday (January 26, 2004) - nothing happened. sheng.

Tuesday (January 27, 2004) - nothing actually happened. sheng.

Wednesday (January 28, 2004) - Parokya Concert in Ampi during U-break. OH i would never forget the opening band. they were so good and the drummer was so cute(pag malayo!)... i wish he is cute up close and personal. they weren't the typical band who would be playing the rock or alternative or what some people look as the "noise".. the moment they started the soundcheck they got me mouth hanging from my face. oh they were very very good! i couldn't believe they were playing those 70's type of music.

and imagine. they were the engineering people so, they are very very intelligent plus they are musically inclined. the drummer was singing - twist and shout... la bamba... etc... i would give anything to get to meet the whole band. 100 PGI POINTS for yoU! they weren't the typical opening act where the audience were bored... they got the audience and they got good!

but when Parokya arrived. AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I wanted to run to the stage and take the microphone and sing witht he band. i just wish i did. they can't stop me... you know i'm big. and you know it.!

"tama na yan. inuman na! o pare ko tumagay ka!"

Thursday (January 29, 2004) - nothing really happened. hindi sheng.

i was waiting for james meneseses in agno for 2 hours but unfortunately he forgot he had to go home early. i understand naman. pero sana man lang nagtext ka... kaso ok lng din because my phone was off (low batt! buiset!) so it was okay. i was hanging out in my kingdom the whole night upto 6:30 with dream. oh he is so cute.. even if i didn't drink that night, i was drunk with all the hugs i received from him. we were fooling around and i got to hug him and he hugs me back..(dreams do come true!) WOOHOO!

Friday (January 30, 2004) - Battle of the Bands. i ahd to cut class becaus ei had to attend a cultural concert but i didn't attend. i just told the president to sing me up. so he did. thanks HERSHEY! so i hanged out the whole time in GP. this is not Glorietta Pour(long story! tell you some other time)... Green Place... had one bottle of beer.

just one!

i miss those nights when there were practices at my place for the bandfest. i miss the stage. the crowd and the music. i only hear them in my player. the shouts and cheers. i really cant resist. i can't stop cheering. when the band started to shout at the top of my lungs - I love you _____________(the band members) even if i don't know them. and i would shout it out loud when the band is setting up their equipments. it was so much fun. but i was so sad when the band i was cheering for didn't win. i actually cheered for everybody but the guys i knew didn't.

it was so much fun. it has been a very long time since i have shouted like that... except when i see cockroaches... they're just yucky!!!

Saturday (January 31,2004) - ROTC time. it was tiring actually we were soaked under the sun for two hours and we wwere taught by the officers to from our company and march around the field. but the most tiring part was the drop. we had to drop in the very muddy field without doing anything.

it was just tiring. when i got home. i sleep. when i woke up. i slept.

Sunday (February 1, 2004) - tiring. i just slept the whole day.

one thing. i wasnted to share that a friend of mine told me someone is admiring me because i can hangout with the boys... she meant that i was one-of-theboys type of person. that i could hangout with boys alone. and even if im the only girl i could still enjoy myself. i don't know why but im just more comfortable with them. not that being with the girls isn't omfortable but i mean im just used to with the boys. i can realte to them and play with them and fool around with them if i have to. i just can interact witht hem without worries...

no insecurities. not like other girls out there who has to impress pa guys to get to be close to them. what a waste of time noh!...

well just want to share that. but i was thinking of something my cousin, lola and i had talked about last week.

its about the abortion and the adoption. i told them that i was okay with it abortion. i mean just kill the child if you're going to give them away when they are out here already. i not saying im going to kill my baby if i had one. i'm just saying if you decide to give birth to the baby, be sure you will not give them away. i mean the hild has the right to be with their real parents. it will not be really easy for the child to grow up without the presence of their birth parents.

i just can't help but think of the stories whatsoever i have heard and so in the movies.

it was dreadful for the hild who has grown up knowing that she is with her parents bnut knowing that he not. that they are not the real ones. it was just sad that they had to be confronted with such pain because of one simple mistake of giving away your baby.

i just don't like the idea of giving away babies. i gave birth and he/she is mine. he/she is my blood and skin and i can't understand how some parents could handle letting other people take care of their babies.

because in reality, people can't afford to take care of the baby. okay. reason accepted. i just wished you planned before doing a deed that brought about the baby in the first place.

i can't really say. i mean. if the time comes that i would have a baby. i wouldn't really know what i would do. but if you think about it. i would never really give my baby away. i would maybe kill it if its only like a dot inside me.

all im saying is...

"practice safe sex"

but if you can't do that.

don't do sex at all!!!!

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