jean jean jean

Tuturuan ako ni Sir Lancelot mangabayo.

jean jean jean — Sun, 17 Aug 2008 04:40:01 -0000

Masasabi 'kong ayos naman ang field ng San Beda Rizal dahil malaki rin naman ang sakop nito. Kaso ngalang, drought na drought ang dating 'pag tag-init na, rice field naman kung tag-ulan. Mabibighani ka pa sa kayamanang taglay nito, isa na ang nakalobong patay na palaka na nakalupasay lang sa kung saan habang ang team mo ay nagwa-warm up. Walang bluegrass na makikita dito, pero may mga talahib at damong ligaw naman na sumusulpot lang sa kungsaan.

Nung Biyernes, isa ako sa masasayang mga tao ng mundo. Nag-I love you, too sakin ang anim na taong gulang kong nobyo. Masaya na'ko n'on. Isa na 'kong ganap na [ipasok dito ang Filipino counterpart ng salitang 'Pedophile']. Sinabi na rin sa'kin ni Raphael ang e-mail address at password ng kanyang Friendster account.

E-mail: rgatchalian@hotmail.com
Password: ******

Siyempre, bawal sabihin.

Lagi akong nakakatulog 'pag BrewRATs na. Ewan 'ko ba. Siguro dahil do'n sa binabasa 'kong Baedecker na wala ka namang mapapala 'pag binasa mo. Ano nga bang koneksyon ni King Arthur sa kinabukasan ko? Bibigyan ba niya ako ng milyones? Aanakan ba niya 'ko? Pagiginhawain ba niya ang buhay ko? Malay 'ko. Basta isa siyang fictional character.

Patapos na'ko sa Angels & Demons ni Dan Brown. Masasabi kong 'di siya magaling sumulat ng romance at comedy. Pilit niyang pinagtatambal sina Robert Langdon at Vittoria Vetra, ngunit 'di ko parin maramdaman ang kapangyarihan ng pag-ibig sa gitna ng dalawa. Pero maganda naman yung kwento, kitang-kita ang kaalamang taglay ng may-akda tungkol sa mga sinaunang sulok ng Roma.

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Pumunta naman tayo sa mga pangyayari kahapon na tinamad na kong i-post.

Pinag-usapan namin ni Monica na sa McDo kami magkikita. Pagdating ko sa McDo ng Marcos Highway, hinanap ko kaagad siya ngunit hindi ko siya nakita. Naghintay pa ako nang ilan pang minuto sa labas (may mga upuan do'n). 'Di katagalan, tinext ko na siya at napag-alamang kanina pa pala siya naghihihintay sa'kin sa McDo. McDo Taytay. Wasak. Pinapunta ko nalang siya sa kung nasaan man ako naroroon nung mga panahong iyon. Tawa.

Dumaan muna kami sa isang tianggian kung saan halos bawat merchandise ay ibinebenta sa halagang sampung piso. Bumili ako ng grey-and-white polka dotted cellphone strap. Sulit, naka-diez pesos lang ako.

Nag-jeep na kami ni Monica papuntang LRT Santolan. Nakita namin sila Sofia do'n, tinakbuhan namin. Magiging pabigat na naman kasi e, peace. Tumigil muna kami para bumili ng mga tigve-veinteng pamaypay. At nagpaypayan. Veinte lang, sulit ulit. Masaya kaming pumasok sa istasyon at bumili ng tiket. Nakipaghanapan kami kay Hannah at sabay-sabay nang umakyat para maghintay ng tren papuntang Legarda.

Boo. Ginulat kami ni Charlene na nung mga oras na yon ay kakarating palang.

Pagdating namin sa istasyon ng Legarda, syempre, tinahak namin ang napakahabang sidewalk patungo sa kolehiyong binahayan na daw ng mga white lady at istatwang nakikipaglaro sa mga tao do'n pagsapit ng dilim.

Ayaw kami papasukin ng guard dahil wala kaming pormal na ebidensya na kami nga ay mga Bedistang nanggaling sa ikaapat na rehiyon ng bansa. Alam ko corni na. Pero tuloy pa rin ang kwento. Sabi ni Charlene, kakantahan nalang namin sila ng Bedan Hymn, ayaw nila. Ire-recite nalang sana namin yung Vision-Mission Statement ng San Beda College, pero ayaw pa rin nila. Napilitan nalang kaming sumulat sa papel nila at pumatay ng oras.

Walang tsuper yung coaster na inorder ni coach, kaya napilitan kaming bumiyahe papuntang International School of Manila sakay ng taxi. Madaya. Sinisingil kami ng 200, pero 165 lang naman ang nakalagay sa metrong tinakpan pa niya ng trapo. Dahil apat kami, binayaran nalang namin siya nag tigcu-cuarentay-singko. Solb.

Malaki yung ISM, at mas mukha pa itong opisina ng isang malaking kumpanya kaysa paaralan. Astig nga e, yung mga tao nag-i-Ingles, maliban nalang sa mga gwardiya at ilang mga service personnel na nakasalubong namin. Karamihan ng mga nakasakay sa sasakyang dinadaan-daanan lang kami ay banyaga. Boy, Buwan ng Wika ngayon.||:

Pinapunta kami ng mga gwardiya sa isang liblib na football field. Nakabibighani (*isa ito sa mga malalalim na salitang minsan ko lang magamit) ang ganda ng lugar, malalaman mo kaagad kung ang mga mag-aaral ng higanteng pook na ito ay laking aircon o urban poor lang. Totoong damo ang ang nakalatay sa field nila, 'di tulad ng mga ligaw na damo na sa Kolehiyo ng San Beda Rizal mo lang makikita.

Nagsimula ang laban. Pinasok ako bilang Striker. Nagkamali sila, hanggang papel lang ng Defender ang kaya kong gampanan. Bobo na ako pagdating sa iba. Akala ko, bilang Striker, tungkulin kong habulin ang bula at pumunta sa lugar na gusto kong puntahan, mali pala. "DU'N KA LANG KASI SA TAAS!", sigaw ni Ate Sam. Hala, galit na.

May tatlong beses na sana kaming naka-goal, kaso laging lumalampas dun sa goal. Sana nakakalakad nalang yung net.)):

Panalo ang San Beda! San Beda Alabang. 9-0 ang score, pero sabi ni Ate Shen, sabihin nalang daw namin 3-4, panalo. Kaso talo talaga. Kumain muna kami ng meryienda, pagkaing inihain ni coach. Maraming salamat, coach. Medyo limang oras na rin akong 'di nakakain.

Wala na 'kong balak ipagpatuloy pa ang kwento. Basta kahapon, unang beses kong nakipagsiksikan sa MRT. Napag-alaman ko ring hinihiwalay ang babae at lalake sa MRT dahil nga masikip. Matagal rin kaming naghintay ni Monica ng jeep papuntang Angono, dahil isa lang ang dumaan sa loob ng isang oras na paghihintay sa istasyon ng Santolan. 'Di rin kami nakapaglakwatsa sa Market! Market! dahil sa kawalan ng salapi.

first kisses don't matter dear, really.

jean jean jean — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 07:55:08 -0000

uhh, let's see.

i'm merrily killing time with this old mass of microchips for today. no classes, signal number 3. there's just a bantam amount of rainfall, mild blowing of winds. i can't actually sense the turbulence. frank, here, drowned the streets yesterday and the day before that. classes were postponed for this day, but i can't really feel frank. hey frank, where did you go?

yesterday, i wasted six hours of my life turning caedmon's story into pictures as loren asked me to do. the two of us were assigned to tattle about this selection from the ecclesiastical history of the english people stuff our school patron saint bede wrote some centuries ago. thank you, saint bede. thank you. so i was having a hard time with the details.

moving on, there was this guy. i'm not actually certain of 'his' gender. he's one of paolo's dear kinsmen. he lives next door since the last week of vacation, but i only see him during weekends. uhh, he's a college freshman in a school/college/university somewhere in pasay, so banjo is into boarding stuff. last vacation, he wouldn't diplay his face to his new femme neighbors. uhh, is he just sheepishly introverted or does he obtain this inclined gender? he would take cover whenever he sees me. hey, i'm no cannibal.

speaking of paolo's couz, paolo and honey broke up. according to honey, paolo's going out with some girl christened by the name hazel. maybe the girl's one of his schoolmates. it's just his first time studying in a co-ed school, so maybe he just got a little too galvanized. don't worry honey, there are still a lot of boys out there who are so much better than him. first kisses don't matter dear, really.

oh yeah. ma and my little bro left for singapore yesterday. i hope there won't be any unwanted mishaps due to the storm. i was trusted with 5k and mama asked me to manage it properly. yes, that petite will do, i guess. they will be back by monday, next week. so for this week, the house is mine. happy, happy.(=

this song's for the emo kids by istatik

jean jean jean — Sat, 14 Jun 2008 08:56:41 -0000

no luminous points in the sky for me, today.

jean jean jean — Sat, 31 May 2008 16:14:58 -0000

may 31, 2008.

him instant messaged me.(: i'm not happy, just trying to share it.((: i'm not interested in him anymore.(((: so yeah, i went online & then him unexpectedly greeted me hello. him's status is set to invisible, because according to him, him's being drowned by IMs sent by people missing him. our colloquial chitchat was nothing really earthshaking, actually. well, him bragged & crowed about having to wag him's tongue in english effortlessly, not making a very vast group of friends (though him has some), not having any girlfriend (for now), and bla bla bla. him also told me that i'm the one neglecting him everytime him's online, but am i really the one? tsk. aww, i miss him.

i don't actually care putting up this thing here. ccckk, as if him has time reading my blog posts, ne?

leonardo dicaprio does not look much like an environment/al activist, doesn't he? he is. his official myspace account (click click click) said so. the japanese even called him leo-sama. eww, how--. he's such a cutie, isn't he? even at age 33, he still got it.

jayson has a soon-to-be-girlfriend. really. he unbelievably managed to get one. tsk. the girl's so so so cute. her name's denese, a ruizian.(: i love her.((: ATASHI WA HOMO JANAII DESU. so, yeah. anyway, i've already linked to her friendster site in my previous entry (click click click), but if you're too skittishly unassertive to add her up, then just go on and read more of this crap.

don't worry, i just pilfered some of her pictures posted in her site for you. if you please to see more of her beauty. click here.(: ayan, ni-link ko na ulit. am so considerate, am i not?

i know. gokusen is an exceptionally remarkable dorama, but i really loathe having to see the likely unchanging plot in all three seasons. the story doesn't seem to metamorphose. but i'm still willing to watch the third season, i'm looking forward to seeing hot, younger shounen. unfortunately, SARS-fansubs was only able to put on subtitles up to episode 4. i'm telling you, it's not worth the wait. i'm just trying to see if matsujun will be guesting on one of this stuff.

what's with the skies? i can't observe those stars. pssh.

Updates to playlist: asdf jkl;

jean jean jean — Fri, 30 May 2008 02:12:21 -0000

Blue Dragon

jean jean jean — Thu, 29 May 2008 03:15:18 -0000

Updates to playlist: jdorama.

jean jean jean — Tue, 27 May 2008 04:39:09 -0000

Believe by AI

jean jean jean — Tue, 27 May 2008 04:17:15 -0000

Hard To Believe by Cueshe

jean jean jean — Fri, 23 May 2008 05:07:20 -0000

goodbye, icky kissing loser.

jean jean jean — Wed, 21 May 2008 16:30:15 -0000

may 22, 2008.

yup, i know. in fact, they were really reputed to withdraw yesterday. i just don't know why they upsurged their stay here. i'm aptly lighthearted that they are gone now. nope, i will never miss him, because aww, he broke my heart. K I D D I N G. why would i let such an icky kissing loser (remember my previous blog post? huh? huh?) get to me, e? so yeah. there were tearsheds and stuff, all sponsored by raye alexys peralta, paolo's oh-so-sweet girlfriend. though jian is still here, for some sundry wherefore, charlene's organs of vision send forth saline liquid thingy, too. i had to admit, i was pretty vexed by their overreactions.

yesterday, i got to IM jayson, a whilom classmate of mine. we were chatting about plotting our batch's reunion & his GIRLFRIEND. ooh ooh ooh. she wasn't precisely his girlfriend. it was his girl bestfriend who once had a crush on him & vice versa. the girl was really cute! mind checking out her friendster site? but you really need to add her up if you please to see her lusciously delectable face. her profile is currently set on private, and her profile picture just reveals how cute her rock-on chubby hand is.

earlier today, i got to browse through honey's (a.k.a. alexys raye peralta) dearly beloved mobile phone. i read most of the messages under the "fUnnY qu0tEs" folder and stumbled upon one message that went right through me. its title was something like "pinoy text messages meanings". when you say--

"ligawan mo na sya!", it means "sana ako nalang".
"kayo na?", it means "go break up with her, i'm here".
"ok lang yan, dami pa dyan iba", it means "eto ako o".
"musta na u?", it means "do you miss me".
"full support ata ako!", it means "i don't totally agree".
"aylabyuhin mo na kasi!", it means "i wish i was her".

and so on and so forth. i can't really recall everything. i'll just tell her to forward the thing to me so i can post it here.