The One with the IntGlos Report

Oh gods of the International Monetary System....





You can eat my DUST. Why? I'll tell you why!

Because I had my birthday, but despite that I have a great report (of course, that's just in comparison to my reports in the past!)!!!! So take THAT, intglos!

Okay, of course I wouldn't have been able to do it without my very wonderful and very AWAKE groupmates! But I have to admit, I really hauled ass on that report precisely because it was my birthday and, plus, I didnt wanna look stupid so i really worked on that...I made my dad explain everything to me which he was more than willing to do because it is his forte and expertise so naturally, he'd be very talkative about it. Haha.

In any case, I treated myself (well, actually I didnt, it was a coupon lovingly given to me by my lovable barkada) to Starbucks. Venti. thank you. Bow. hahah! and does anyone notice how perky i am??? hahah!

Then I bought a book today! Conversations with a Fat Girl by Liza Palmer. Don't blame me. it caught my eye, plus it was the only copy! I was bored and I wanted to treat myself for real. So, there book.

Hahahha..

Aside from that, yeah there's still something bothering me.. but i dont know.. eh, basta.. i'll figure it out...

The One About the Online Enrollment

There is something really good and yet utterly frustrating about Enrollment.

Which do you want to know first? The good or the bad?

Let's start with the bad, shall we? Let's see. Aside from me being unable to activate my account from the very beginning, spending fifty pesos to reprint the stupid OR for the activation, remaking a new freakin password for the freakin account and being so frustrated over the schedule for next term, here are just a few..you know, just off the top of my head:

Well, there's the fact that we spent already 50 pesos in microsmith for, what? a faulty internet connection, slow YM and no o2jam, there's also the fact that we just can't login to My.Lasalle and it gives us false hope when it goes all the way to the Main Page but flashes the Technical Advisory in our faces after building up our hopes. And all for what? Nothing!!!! We run all the way to the 17th floor of Brother Andrew to the internet lab in hopes of going further than in microsmith and then what? More false hope when the furthest i could get was step 2 out of 4.

But you know what's unfair? Is i see other students around me dancing around because they actually got to enroll in any subject. And me? nada. absolutely nothing. And it is killing me. Killing me I say.

My Caramel Java Chip was consolation, but it didnt last. it just didnt. And i'm staying here until 8 or so.. my dad's fetching me. But i think i might just have to build a tent here. Or strangle the dean or something or the IT people, whoever I see first. But i don't who they are. So.. maybe i'll just strangle everyone. Eh, pano na yun kung di nga ako makaenroll? Edi pinatay ko na lahat ng tao dito.

No one can connect and this makes me wonder why the school has kept to this system for so long. its not even the slightest bit funny. No, not the slightest. You know why? Because it just isn't. No, no. It doesnt even merit a sarcastic laugh. Why, oh, why did they stick solely on this online system? True, i See their point of it being so advanced and a lot more convenient for the students to be able to enroll from their homes but.. LOOK. Look at the insanity it has caused everyone..  no, not everyone just the upperclassmen and the frosh of CBE and Lia-com... People are screaming in YM. you cant hear them.. but there is anger in their statuses. Anger, i say.

Well, that's the bad side.

 

What's the good side?

Nothing. I just wanted to make myself believe that there was. Oh, and you too, my dear sweet reader.

 

Did I get to enroll? no. So, good luck.

 

Wehehe. Happy Birthday sakin. hahaha

The One About November

I just love November. Don't you?

Ever since I can remember, November has always been packed full of activities. Since I was in Csa and until now. Back in csa, it was the Bday of St. Augustine onf the 13th, it used to be Teachers' Day on the 24, and no classes on the 1st, 2nd and 30th.

And of course, my bday.

When I got to high school, I met my best friend whos bday is only a few hours before mine and and i met a bunch of other people whose bdays fell on november as well. Field trips fell around this time and as proof, this year my bros field trip is on the 24th. its so fun.

and now that i'm in college, i meet even more people with bdays near mine and lots of bday planning to be done!

November 10 started my november activity for this year. and it goes on until the end of the month. November is fun. And its not just because its my birthday

But yes, like my friend Kat said. It is my Birthday month. My favorite non-holiday month.

Christmas comes first of course. And I have many reasons to love December too :P

Loanzon Get-Together 111106

i lurve mah famileh

my cousins and i are old na.. haaay. as you will see, we're all big and old. hahahhaha. our youngest is Autumn. she's.. what? 5?

but then again, she's our niece. hahah! so she doesnt count! our youngest is 13. hahaha OLDNESS!!!

but i love em

this, btw, is our first complete get together since forever. palaging may kulang. well, those left in the philippines anyway.. but then again, we got to talk to tito louie, tita marlen, sam and mah mum!!! who are all in the states so yes, it was COMPLETE :D

and although they say this was all for me (thank yooo! the cake and the gift were so yummeh XP) its also the joint celebration for Tita Jack, Tita Patty and Kuya Toby all november!

Siobelita's 18th Surprise!!! 2006-11-10

we love siobe :D

The One About Imagination and Dreams

Do you know how, when you're alone, sometimes you get to day dream and imagine all sorts of things that can either blend into your present reality or the greatest fantasy?

I get that a lot. I do that a lot. This is primarily why I don't mind being alone and too early for class on Tuesdays and Thursdays because I get to do such things. I also don't mind commuting or walking alone in the mall because my thoughts keep me company.

However, I think we've all heard the saying "too much of something good may be and can be bad". Just like too much Baguio Beans can raise your uric acid, too much day dreaming and imagination may just kill me one day if I do not, someday, tear it away from my system.

Why tear it? Because some fantasies consume me. These fantasies and thoughts, though calming and pleasant will only bring me bitterness and disappointment whenever I crash back down to earth. I snap back into reality and then realize that everything I had just "gone through" in the past few hours was nothing but the fantasy I made up and chose to believe as reality in my head.

This is how I condition myself to lie. Well, when I do lie, even the tiny ones I chose to input into my brain as something that really happened so that I will believe it as reality and then I wouldn't be lying anymore. I, however, cannot do that with everything in my life. Even if I would love to just leave everything of the present to jump into the world I've built within my head, I can't. Because this is reality. This is my life.

My life is as it is. And make no mistake, nothing in my life is wrong or boring. There is just something... something crucial that is missing. Whatever it is, is the reason I still continue to imagine the things I do.

Even if they make me happy and ecstatic beyond belief, these dreams can not stay in my head any longer. If i let them continue to reside in my mind, I'd probably go crazy.

How do I stop myself from being overimaginitive? Simple, I look at myself in the mirror. I then feel my world coming down. I hear glass breaking and all I see is the reality of who I am. It's hard, but I totally want to accept that now.

After all, its better to be in a world full of fools (no offense. i'm just saying that my world is perfect kasi in my imagination) than a fool in a full world.

Good night. :)

What Did You Just Call Me???

If you call me Michelle then you're one of my friends, teachers or acquaintances from CSA

If you call me Mishie then you're probably one of 4A, my blockmates or friends from DLS.

If you call me Mitch, Mitchie, Marge, Micah and Raisa, then you're most DEFINITELY my bestesterest friend, Jeannie.

If you call me Michi, Mitcheh and Huuuug Meh then for sure you're Micah.

If you call me Chelle, Mishie, Celes, Ei, Y and Beastie then you're my beastie, Chris.

If you call me Meeshee and Mishie then you're Raisa, Jayme and Meo.

If you call me Huh? Oh, hi Michelle! then you're Erdex.

If you call me Hey Cuz or Mich then you must be my cousins Ka, Guel, Chel, Pao and Dave.

If you call me Ate, Si Ateyoh, Noooo and Poopie then you must be my one and only weirderesterest brother, Anton

If you call me Ate Michelle then you're my littler cousins Lizzie, Migs, Mike, Sam, Max and William.

If you call me Poochi or Pachopoy then you're my uber lovable Dad.

If you call me Michelle Andrea, Sweetie, Honey, Celestina and Sweetheart you're my superdiduper prettiful Mummy.

If you call me Misyel then you're one of my relatives in the province

If you call me Pillows then you're definitely Sue-y.

If you call me Shii~ then you're the one and only Kringle.

If you call me Luv then you're my sexxeh friend Marge.

If you call me Michelle on normal days and Michelle Andrea Loanzon Del Rosario when you're far away, in a hurry, mad and on abnormal days then you must be my weirderest guy friend Emmanuel Nikole Gamboa De Vera

If you call me Guding and Michie then you just HAVE to be my supersupersupregadooper bestest and forever best friend, Raissa.

If you call me Mish and Ano Nga Ba Pangalan Nito then you must be Raech and Phoebe.

If you call me Celestina and Celestina-Underscore-Warlock then you must be Justin and Nikki.

If you call me Mitsuki then you're Kei.

If you call me Mihshell and My Royal Friend then you must be Rashmi

If you call me Caterer then you're a member of the A.G.A.

If you call me Mimi then you're Lui who I call Lulu.

If you call me Angel, Omg Mishie and Rupert So Hot then you're my fellow Rupert Grint worshipper, Kat.

If you call me Mish then you're my Ate Kathy.

If you call me Hey Mich then you're my first year algebra teacher to whom I never gave permission to call me that.

If you call me Baby then you're my mommy Tricia.

If you call me Dirty Black and Ang Sama Mo Talaga, you must be Bianca.

If you call me Hay Nako Michelle then you're me talking to myself when I'm alone.

If you call me Where is Michelle then you're one of my profs who can't find me in the seatplan.

If you call me Chelle, then you're one of my yayas at home.

If you call me Nyayayayayan-Oh then you're my yaya's son Lawrence who has never ever said my real name.

If you call me Healthy Baby then you're my Dance Prof that I would just love to claw the face of or my dad who won't stop teasing me about it.

I never realized I had so many names. hahaha.