Forget the world tonight

I didn’t do much today either. I was supposed to inquire about yoga classes this morning but I forgot to wake up..oh well. Maybe on Thursday then. Tonight’s the Pulp Summer Slam 2 and here I am wasting away in front of the computer. Then again, it doesn’t really matter that I’m not there. You don’t really get to meet any cool guys in Pulp shows, just a lot of weird horny guys who aren’t at all my type. All the guys who are my type go to clubs every weekend and I could probably meet someone but then my dad doesn’t like me going to those places and with my luck I’ll probably have a boyfriend by the time I’m 40.

I’m going to Corregidor tomorrow with my Spanish classmates and in case you don’t know what Corregidor is, it’s this tiny little island about an hour or two away from Manila by boat. It’s a historical site I think, and there’s a Holiday Inn in there but I’m not staying overnight. I don’t remember the last time I rode in an actual boat on the sea. My dad told me that that part of the ocean is crawling with sharks so too bad for us if the boat sinks, eh? I’m really looking forward to tomorrow, it’s been a long time since anything interesting happened to me.

My friend Gladys from Spanish class told me that she still can’t believe that I failed Level 5. And the ironic thing is, there’s this dude Juan who’s even worse in Spanish than I am. Even though it takes me ages to process a sentence, at least I can understand it somehow. Juan is always like, “Huh?” with this blank look on his face whenever a teacher asks him a question. Yet he got a grade of 8 in the exam, even higher than Gladys who got a 7. And Gladys is like one of the best students in the class. I find it so weird, but anyway…I don’t really mind taking Level 5 again. I have an advantage cos I’ve already taken the exam.

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They slip away across the universe

Today was kinda boring. I stayed home all day and although I coulda gone out I didn’t really feel like it. To kill time early this evening, I saw The Bone Collector in HBO. I’m not really one for detective/crime movies but that was pretty good. One thing’s for sure: I am never, ever riding a taxi alone unless I have a gun with me or something. I want a peaceful death, thank you very much. While I was watching it, I felt torn between feeling thankful that that kind of stuff never happens to me and wishing that that kind of stuff would happen to me so that my life would be a tad more exciting. I feel the exact same way when I play games like Resident Evil 3. It would be so cool, spending my entire day running away from and shooting at zombies. Then again, I’m such a big scaredy-cat. I’ll probably lose my cool and get eaten up, should that happen to me in real life. Thank God games are only games.

I once toyed with the idea of becoming a forensic detective because it seemed like the coolest and most exciting job in the world (I’ve been watching too much of those crime documentary thingies in Discovery Channel). But when we dissected a frog for Biology in sophomore year, I knew that I would be the worst forensic detective in the entire world. I damn nearly threw up–all those insides looked so disgusting! All shiny and squishy…I couldn’t stand looking at it for more than two seconds. What more with an actual human body? Maybe I’ll just stick to becoming a journalist. Hopefully I’ll get to do interesting stories and not boring politics crap.

I just realized that my summer’s almost half-over. Four weeks from now I will be a high school senior.

I’ve waited for you and I’ll keep crying out without you

Okay, since I had nothing to do I spent the past hour making this quiz. It’s actually a remake of another quiz I did a few days ago. This time I called it “What role do you play in my life?”. I tested it on some guinea pigs (guys) right after I uploaded it and it surprised me to see how they all got “The One”. Although they both denied to cheating, I don’t believe that I am compatible to so many guys! Cos if I am, why haven’t I found The One yet? I mean the real one? Most of the guys I meet (IRL) are assholes. Or maybe the script’s not working properly….oh, I don’t know. Try it out if you’re a guy, and tell me what you get. Don’t cheat!

I watched I Am Sam with my mom and my sister this afternoon. We saw it at Greenbelt because we were too late for the screenings at Glorietta and The Power Plant. I haven’t seen a movie at Greenbelt in ages and when we got to the cinema, I was surprised to see how huge the seats were and how high up the screen is. I had to tilt my head up a teeny bit to see it properly and although it was annoying at first you get used to it after awhile. During the last few trailers and the first part of the movie, the dubbing of the voices weren’t right. The mouth would start moving before you could hear the words. It was very annoying but fortunately the dubbing went fine during the second half of the movie. I Am Sam has a very good story, but how sad! I’m kind of a sucker for drama but I didn’t shed as much tears as I expected. Sean Penn’s acting was quite impressive; he protrayed his role very well you’d really think he was retarded. The soundtrack has a lot of cool Beatles songs; if you’re a big Beatles fan you should watch that movie.