DISCLAIMER: You cannot use this to sue me. I am a minor. ...Oh, shit. I forgot, I'm not a minor anymore. Therefore I amend my former statement - you cannot use this to sue me. I have a right to state my opinion. Meanwhile you can go shove your libel cases up your damned arses.

O, February is an unlucky month,
Hey, nonny, nonny, nay-oh!Shall we ( Read more... )

i'm crying ( Read more... )

this is actually enjoyable.

choi says in his xanga (a word of warning: it's very interesting, but also EXTREMELY text-heavy and angst-ridden):

I don't think it's really fair to say Harry Potter doesn't deserve to be mentioned alongside Narnia and LotR ( Read more... )

like i told choi, i'd be blogging about "THE" birthday surprise my darling roomies arranged for my birthday... damn them.

it's a love-hate relationship and will be until "the day"...

( the day i stop talking about this, which i believe has bets on whether it will be three weeks or three months hence... )

to you: congratulations. all of a sudden i'm not scared any more...

to graph theory - i love you. i passed my math midterms because of you! (hindi to codename, i seriously mean GT)
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i remember trying to kill myself in second year high school. i'd just failed geometry by one point. one partial point my math teacher refused to cede. my ( Read more... )

for the record:

ngayon pa lang ako magbi-birthday.

hindi last week.

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a very happy birthday to chenellas and pao-twin-nii-chan as well!

god. it's amazing how a phone call from a hairless simian can ruin my day. here i was, happy because steve and my presentation during the HOPE teaching demo went well, and happy that i was able to *finally* complete my lit 194 handouts, when Sim-boy calls and i promptly get reprimanded for using my phone in the lib. (naka-auto answer ang phone ko ( Read more... )

why does it seem like such a big thing ( Read more... )

"And I bury myself, in my sadness," Rodolphe said.

"You!" she said with surprise. "I thought you were gay!"

"I am, on the surface, because I wear my jester's mask in public, and yet how many times have I asked myself, seeing a cementery in the moonlight, if I wouldn't be better off joining those who sleep there."

- Mme. Bovary, p. 143

had the one-mile run a while ago for PE 101. nearly fainted afterwards, climbing thru Paseo de Reilly back to the dorm. should have just gone the flat route.

long exam monday and a while ago, midterms tomorrow. i am sooo in need of stresstabs.

( or maybe i just needed to get laid, because i'm happy now )