December 2011
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Last Friday night.
We went to Chuck’s deli last night. They got the tastiest sandwiches ever (well, all food for me is the tastiest though). They also got this contest called “Can you slay the Buffy in 5 minutes?” where you should eat their buffy sandwich (hot spicy chicken sandwich with a size of 5 super-sized burgers). My cousin, Matthew, gave it a try. If he ever wins, he’d get a t-shirt with the “I slayed the...
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You know what I hate the most?
I hate listening to the irritating sound of the phone when the person on the other line doesn’t answer my call.
I hate waiting for the stupid computer to operate when it hangs like forever.
I hate waiting for the irrelevant commercials to be over before they air the show I’m watching.
I hate agreeing with a time to meet up then I will have to wait for an hour for them to arrive.
I hate...
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yosepus replied to your post: Using facebook is like *insert all the metaphors here*
I’ll pray for your sister
We all really should. She’s getting worse. hahaha
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Using facebook is like *insert all the metaphors...
Watching my 10 year old sister as she uses her facebook account is like watching a beauty pageant contestant struggling to answer the question given to her. Like I’m watching a bicycle crashing onto the tree, like watching someone lying when you know the truth, like watching your food falling onto the floor. You can’t do anything but to watch her, though you want to do something to stop her. I...
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Waking up in the morning never felt like this...
It was seven am when she decided to get up after sleeping at three am. Her eyes still feel like burning, and she could still feel the tears on her cheeks. She’s not crying out of emotional distress; her eyes just make tears from shutting them so late. She wiped them with her bare hands, and checked her face in front of the mirror. “Oh, the horror!” she thought. Underneath her eyes were eye bags...
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“If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as...”
– Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 3
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You never really live until your back's against...
Looking back these past few months since we moved into this house, by reading my journal and unsent letters to my bestfriend, I must say I was so depressed. So depressed that I almost stopped eating, sleeping and talking to anybody. I only eat when my mother is around. I only sleep for a while but wake up by 2 am. I only talk to professors and classmates during class time. I did horrible things I...
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Pure clangness.
My name isn’t’ unique nor special. It’s actually a common name. Claire. What’s so striking with that name? But what I find weird with it is that I got lots of nicknames as if Claire is so hard to remember or to pronounce. When I was in grade 4, I was named as Heny Manok. My classmates called me Heny ‘til we graduated from elementary. I actually forgot the feeling to be called by my real name. In...
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Safe and sound
You know the feeling when someone is dependent on you? Literally dependent on you? Just like how a baby clings to his mother. Just like how hungry people to food. Babysitting my 8 month old brother gives me that feeling. When he’s crying at the top of his lungs, then you’ll carry him to soothe him and he’ll stop crying and will hug you tightly. He will even lay his head on my shoulders then will...
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What do you want to eat?
My mother’s Christmas gift to me is SM gift cheques worth 200 pesos each. Because she doesn’t like giving gifts on Christmas day itself, she gave those to me the morning after. She woke me up and said “Hey, keep this. Merry Christmas.” My eyes were still closed when she handed me the cheques, so I put them under the pillow. I slept again for another hour, and when I finally woke up, I check the...
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Kids these days...
There are 16 year olds, 13 year olds and younger kids who got more sensible thoughts and ideas than me. They had also achieved great things and goals at their young age. Sometimes, I just sit here and read their posts with amazement. I got this habit of calling people who are younger than me with the name “kid”. Even if you’re 17, I will still call you kid as if I’m so old.
Those kids, they make...
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Just like that? It’s over like that?
It’s devastating to read a good book with the idea that it has an ending, and then get too attached to it that even when you’re not reading it, your thoughts are still on the story. You’re also bugged like the main characters on how to solve their problems. You’re also affected by the conflicts of the characters as if you’re one of them. You also feel glad when something good happens, and morose...
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Christmas in wonderland
It was 2 am in the morning of December 26 when I received a text message from my bestfriend saying she just gave birth. She gave birth to a baby boy last December 25, around 11 am. We were expecting that she will have the delivery this January, but I guess baby Kian (I gave that nickname haha) is so excited that he went out this Christmas. I’m not the mother, but when I learned that Alice gave...
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Church and sex is a long, undying debate that...
I was forced to go to my stepfather’s church last Sunday. I used to go there when I was younger, when kids have to join their parents when going to church. I’m so sentimental, that I go to the other church where I attended my first mass, my first Sunday school class, where I attended the last mass when my family was still whole. Yes, that’s how sentimental I am that I choose to spend more and...
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Let the ghosts sleep tonight
From the car’s window, the sun sets behind the vast field of trees. Lights from buildings and street lights are stating to submerge into my eyes, creating euphoric delusions. I find it ironic, how I find the rural plains comforting in the day, but find it boring during the night. I still long to be back in the city before I drift into sleep, into oblivion of the day’s weariness.
In our province,...
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Christmas Rush: Running and rushing for our lives
Yay! I’m so sleepy, tired and all but I can’t believe I’m still able to type all these words down.
We just had the most memorable Christmas celebration ever (I say that every year so please just bear with me). With my hipster-ical mother, and tradional-ish stepfather, combining their ideas on how things should be can result into a big disaster or a winning situation. This time, their ideas are so...
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We were walking there I had tangles in my hair But...
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I hold sunlight and swallow fireflies.
If you’re a literally-type, serious minded person who doesn’t want to take and think things beyond their exterior meaning, then you’d end up saying “How stupid one can be to hold light and swallow flies.” But if you’re the one who has a wide and wild imagination, a figurative mind, reads the hidden meaning between lines, and appreciates comparing nature and human nature, then, you’d probably...
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Merry Christmas everyone! Enjoy your holidays :)
K gotta go now. One of my visitors is downstairs now and I haven’t taken a bath. Boo-hoo.
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I know that if I’m just after the cuddles and sweet things that we would do together, I might as well just stop thinking of having you. I know that if I just want someone to play with, someone who I own from morning to night, and night to morning, I might as well not long for you. If I always want you around with me, but I won’t let you mess with my things, or disturb me when I’m busy, I might as...
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My mother is such a hipster.
Haha, or I don’t know. She asked me what we should do this Christmas Eve. She said she doesn’t like the traditional ham+cheese+bread+salad+pasta kind of Noche Buena. She also said that she doesn’t want to wait ‘til 12 am to celebrate Christmas. She just wants to have a seafood (she bought all kinds of seafood) feast for dinner, pray, and sleep. By midnight, she’ll prepare some hot chocolate drinks...
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All I want for Christmas is...
…you. lol no. I want food, money, enough rest and fast internet connection.
Yay! My best friends will be here this afternoon. We will just have a little Christmas party. I just brought things last night for their presents, but because I’m currently on a state of poverty, meaning, I really don’t have enough budget for presents, I just got them inexpensive gifts. Good thing there’s a book sale...
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Don’t ever think that I pretend that I don’t know...
I don’t know, but it happens to me all the time. I’m almost a second, or worse, an hour late before I realize who people are. Not that I intended to forgot them or I purposely want to snob them, it’s just that, I tend to have troubles recognizing their faces. Then I’d feel extremely awkward and scared that I might offend them because of that.
I remember, after a year of not showing up, my father...
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Airplane sounds scare me during midnight.
And when everyone’s asleep, when the only noise you’ll hear in the cold, silent dread of the night is the clucking of your own keyboard, that’s the time when your mind is at its loudest. It silently screams in your head, which make you have the thoughts that never occurred to you during the day. As if when you’re body is awake, your mind is drifting away from reality, swinging along with your...
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473.) I’m so in love with you I can’t think straight. I’m so angry with you, I can’t see clear. I felt so terrible for feeling this way for you, I forgot who I was. You’re such a huge part of me that there’s no place I can turn, where you don’t exist. It’s because I can’t love you, but I do. Because you’re not for me, but that’s what I want. Because it’d be wrong for you to be mine- and...
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Then nothing matters, cast me in oblivion*
I just received a text message from my group leader saying we have an assignment. We have to read Mi Ultimo Adios and make a reaction, as a student, about it. Great. Another work to pile up with my tons of Christmas vacation assignments. *So I read it, and got that line.
Another work to help me forget things.
I think I’m just being melodramatic. Or he’s really confusing. He’s calling now. He said...
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I’m a free elf this Christmas, Santa would be so...
So what do you feel about that, Claire?
Let’s ask the exterior:
It’s official, we’re over. Yey, I’m free. I’m really glad that we broke up during Christmas season; we’re now one of the clichés who break up during Christmas and end up listening to songs about broken hearts during Christmas. And I’m so happy to know that after…when was it again? Oh, right, 467 days after we broke up. That’s...
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thedenominator replied to your post: “Oh you don’t know that? You’re stupid then.”
*hands you a knife* There you go, do your thing
*hands back the knife* Thank you. I already cleaned the blood stains :)
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“Oh you don’t know that? You’re stupid then.”
So you mean, when we were younger and we don’t know more than half the things we know now make us stupid? Or those who haven’t got the chance, opportunity and access to books, films, internet and the like are stupid? Or those who refuse to take everything as it is and looks for something wrong about it first are stupid? Or how about those who don’t believe right away to everything they see and...
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And so the Fairy casts her fairy dusts.
I was almost asleep when I felt my vibrating phone under my pillow. It was past midnight when I received a message saying “I’m taking a look at your blog right now.”
I was a second late before I reacted with this message. It was as if I lose my breath for a while that made my brain stop thinking for a second and my heart to skip a beat. When my phone’s light had totally woken me up, I finally got...
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frodocat replied to your post: Is Katy Perry dangerous to young kids?
how do you pronounce his name?
Why-zee-skayl :)
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thedenominator replied to your post: Is Katy Perry dangerous to young kids?
Zooey Deschanel really has a resemblance with Katy Perry. And Emily Blunt.
True. *checks google* They really have similarities. And some says Lizzy Caplan too.
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Is Katy Perry dangerous to young kids?
My two baby brothers are here in my room. It’s just the three of us here in the house, so you’ll understand why my speakers are all on. My three year old brother loves Katy Perry; so much that he always tells me “Ate Tin, Perry please?” He started listening and watching Katy Perry videos when he was one. And he loves dancing to Katy’s California Girls. Don’t blame me, it’s my 10 year old sister’s...
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