Stolen Pearls!!! My self-induced LSS Song...O___o
The events of the past few days have successfully rolled itself
confusingly into my head. Today felt like a Monday. Last Monday felt
like a Tuesday. Maybe t'was all because of Harry Potter's doing.
Hehehe! Seriously. I'm not that evil. And I'm not yet in the mood to do so.
I went through the (semi) entire 5 hours of the show. (Yea, I wOtched it 2x. Em crazeh!) Heheh! Di, actually, twas because I wasn't able to watch the 1st quarter of it, and thus, the entrance of the B(o)urbatons (tama pa ba spelling?) and Durmstrangs. Lalala. Then I watched till mamatay ulit si Ced. (Diggory! Close na kami eh. ^^ NOT Verano.)
All I can say is twas the best one so far, and that Cedric Diggory is H-O-T-T!!! :D
And that di pa rin bagay na iplay ni Michael Gambon yung role ni Dumbledore. Richard Harris forevah!
I've been watching too many emo films lately thanks to our Theoper class. Tuesdays with Morrie was so...:(( and then, there was Dad... HuWhyy?!?!?!?! It leaves me feeling emotionally vulnerable and yet peacefully calm somehow. Dunno. Tis weird. It's like those repressed emotions are being poured out. They had to end in such sad notes...
Waah! I don't want this. I have this soft spot whenever I see grandpas portrayed in such roles. And I believe tis because I kept on hearing from my parents how my own grandpas (on both sides) are such great cooks, and such disciplinarians (their stories make it seem funny, which I bet wasn't back then, but yeah) and whatnot, and how they, well, practically lived and ran their lives during those days that I am fascinated and curious. In short, I dunno how or what it's like to have grandfathers there. T'was always grandmas, grandmas and grandmas. My lola (mom's side) used to be evilly strict back when we used to visit her in the province. We couldn't do this and couldn't go there, blah. Then for the most part, she was in my aunt's house and we don't visit much. Now she's in Canada. And my ama (dad's, obviously) most often than not speaks Cantonese, which I can't. At least not coherently so that we could both understand each other. lol. She speaks some ample amount of Tagalog enough to be understood by the helpers. I wonder why she doesn't use it on me! Phooey. And now she's in Hawaii. So, uh there.
All these combined with stress and confusion and the blah extinction phase made my week all jumblish and my nights quite restless. I was just talking about extinction phase with Mary the other day, and the potential for a spontaneous recovery when the said potential somehow found its way to me again. But I just noticed that this time around, I wasn't as particularly enthusiastic as before. (Or maybe restrained lang) Maybe somehow, someway, I have already accepted the fate of this one way road that leads to the land called No Where. Somehow I woke up with a peaceful mind (coupled with the cool weather). Queer.
Or maybe it's just a semi-spontaneous recovery. Or it might lead to a spontaneous combustion. Who knows?
Kp=K
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Tomorrow's agenda: EartHaven!!!:D:D:D Winner's Pool Teambuilding! and nakiepal mga consultants! Yay! Too bad RAh! Some other time...
"Well I could be the tired joker pour my heart to get you in, sacrifice my happiness just so I could win, maybe cry these tears of pearls.
All these mixed emotions we keep locked away like stolen pearls, stolen pearls devotions we keep locked away from all the world..."
Hehehe! Seriously. I'm not that evil. And I'm not yet in the mood to do so.
I went through the (semi) entire 5 hours of the show. (Yea, I wOtched it 2x. Em crazeh!) Heheh! Di, actually, twas because I wasn't able to watch the 1st quarter of it, and thus, the entrance of the B(o)urbatons (tama pa ba spelling?) and Durmstrangs. Lalala. Then I watched till mamatay ulit si Ced. (Diggory! Close na kami eh. ^^ NOT Verano.)
All I can say is twas the best one so far, and that Cedric Diggory is H-O-T-T!!! :D
And that di pa rin bagay na iplay ni Michael Gambon yung role ni Dumbledore. Richard Harris forevah!
I've been watching too many emo films lately thanks to our Theoper class. Tuesdays with Morrie was so...:(( and then, there was Dad... HuWhyy?!?!?!?! It leaves me feeling emotionally vulnerable and yet peacefully calm somehow. Dunno. Tis weird. It's like those repressed emotions are being poured out. They had to end in such sad notes...
Waah! I don't want this. I have this soft spot whenever I see grandpas portrayed in such roles. And I believe tis because I kept on hearing from my parents how my own grandpas (on both sides) are such great cooks, and such disciplinarians (their stories make it seem funny, which I bet wasn't back then, but yeah) and whatnot, and how they, well, practically lived and ran their lives during those days that I am fascinated and curious. In short, I dunno how or what it's like to have grandfathers there. T'was always grandmas, grandmas and grandmas. My lola (mom's side) used to be evilly strict back when we used to visit her in the province. We couldn't do this and couldn't go there, blah. Then for the most part, she was in my aunt's house and we don't visit much. Now she's in Canada. And my ama (dad's, obviously) most often than not speaks Cantonese, which I can't. At least not coherently so that we could both understand each other. lol. She speaks some ample amount of Tagalog enough to be understood by the helpers. I wonder why she doesn't use it on me! Phooey. And now she's in Hawaii. So, uh there.
All these combined with stress and confusion and the blah extinction phase made my week all jumblish and my nights quite restless. I was just talking about extinction phase with Mary the other day, and the potential for a spontaneous recovery when the said potential somehow found its way to me again. But I just noticed that this time around, I wasn't as particularly enthusiastic as before. (Or maybe restrained lang) Maybe somehow, someway, I have already accepted the fate of this one way road that leads to the land called No Where. Somehow I woke up with a peaceful mind (coupled with the cool weather). Queer.
Or maybe it's just a semi-spontaneous recovery. Or it might lead to a spontaneous combustion. Who knows?
Kp=K
***
Tomorrow's agenda: EartHaven!!!:D:D:D Winner's Pool Teambuilding! and nakiepal mga consultants! Yay! Too bad RAh! Some other time...
"Well I could be the tired joker pour my heart to get you in, sacrifice my happiness just so I could win, maybe cry these tears of pearls.
All these mixed emotions we keep locked away like stolen pearls, stolen pearls devotions we keep locked away from all the world..."