—from February 11 to February 15
BoyC’s DVD
Mine!
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movies
So, i finally got over the blues. It’s the stage I have to go through every time i have my period. I wonder why it’s called a period anyway, it implies something different. The term is not enough to describe the discomfort of the whole thing. It is one of the banes of womanhood; aside from pregnancy and boobs (It’s not fair! Boys should get bigger boobs too! *kidding*)
The experience is alike to a phoenix…hah!
Not really, it’s just a pretty horrible time for me. People seeing the sulky, moody, wet blanket side of me. I am myself, still. But not the cheerful, ready for battle, tactless (geesh…) and fun loving Carma. Just the horrible girl who just wants to stay in a corner and brood.
Ah, well.
Activities of the day:
6.10am woke up
6.11am napping
6.15am stood up dizzily to go and bath sleepily
6.30am stood around dreamily
6.35am daily girly stuff
6.50am get out of room
7.01am arrived at classroom
7.03am fights, gossip, teasing, waiting
7.30am the SO vs. SV debate
7.50am SO won, well of course, he’s hot! i was rooting for him!
8.30am? jeepney ride
8.35am thrill ride!!!
8.45am health center
8.50am boring ride downhill
9.20am arrived at laguerta
9.30am information dissemination
10.15am return
11.30am the (*&09% jeepney is late
11.50am school, thank god!
12.05pm maimah brings lechon and the roll-y thing
12.30-3pm forgettable events
4.05pm SO time!
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5.48pm home!
6.20pm laundry
6.40pm LFD
6.47pm blogging
6.57pm fin!
xoxo
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busay,
menstruation,
period
Part of the Nursing Days and we had quite a lot of work to do so here we are…being good students…*sigh*
We were part of the Amazing Race committee ( Team B won!)
And also of the backdrops for Pinoy games and Miss nursing, geez…
Actually, I forgot what happened on valentines…I just remembered these pictures were taken the day before valentines day!
--b’s best!--
--First station blockade!?!--
--best chart ever!--
--our work!--
--girls, we rock--
--Jim’s helping head?!--
--chuck and my alter ego, blair!--
happy heart’s day!
xoxo
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amazing race,
nursing days,
valentines
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We had such a great time at Jollibee! I know, the place is such a cliché, but who cares?! We had a blast anyway, just chatting and updating ourselves on our lives.
Even if Nikka’s room is just around the corner, we still don’t get to meet and talk like that everyday!
Wish we’d all meet together…the Rebelles!
I miss Alice too!
xoxo
I look along the endless line, squinting in the sunshine. I’m eighteen years old. I can go anywhere. Do anything. Be anyone I like.
Friday, at about quarter to three, I yelled at my friend.
It’s a big deal since I don’t yell.
Except if it’s my sisters, but just a controlled yell.
Yesterday, it was like something snapped and I just had to go say it.
But I felt better afterwards, so it must have been a good thing.
For me, anyway…
So maybe I wasn’t going to do my health teaching today, but that doesn’t mean I don’t get to enjoy the place as much as I can! So we went hiking, again, towards the tubod…but this time around, we continued going to the road less taken. It was indeed an adventure and no words of mine could describe the experience fully.
(all my vocab has been exhausted from doing LFDs which are so dull)
F is for friends who do stuff together, U is for U and Me, N is for nothing!
Operation Timbang was a success, a lot of kids came with their mothers and even without (One kid was writing down her name, she even forgot her last name)! Our favorite is Mariel aka Eva Fonda! lol. And Lindsay too. These kids have uber cool names even if they live in that area! Our group was assigned for documentation, that just means taking pictures of everyone...candidly or not. A lot of kids cried...even eva fonda so I had to give her my piece of bread even though i'm starving...aw, generous much? not really. hehe.
We were all so tired and sweaty at the end of the activity but we had fun so it was all worth it.
Here's looking at you, kids!
xoxo
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operation timbang
I have managed to keep away from junk food for a week, now that I’m eating it again, i will eat more and more and more. Until I regurgitate and lose my interest in junk food again.
Perhaps one of the trickiest things to do is to write about a friend. A pen could easily spew poison from its tips. But this composition refrains from executing treason against a cherished comrade. Even the truth, in this circumstance, is not enough. This damsel has proved that she is no longer in distress. So this manuscript will express not the unblemished facts but the writer’s version of the facts about this particular lady. I have composed an introduction to this essay, but I have not yet placed in writing the maiden’s name. Is this because her name is confidential? No. The reason behind behind this cloak-and-dagger affair is simple. You might already know her! The worst thing that could happen is that your perception about her will cloud your reasoning. It is important that you see the maiden through my eyes, or else this personality sketch will be a waste of ink and paper.
A lot can be said about this lady. One thing, she’s no lady! But she is a girl in the true sense of the word. I suppose only females would understand the distinction but you get kudos for trying! Another thing, when she reads the latter, her forehead will crease and you can almost see her brain work as she concentrates hard to comprehend the message I want to express. Moving to her brain, it is stunning. Not that i have seen it, but I have witnessed its glorious feats. I will say no more about the matter since more information will bring light as to who she really is. This damsel loves fun. Making fun of me, of herself, and of others. In a good way, of course! It is, after all, human nature. Her aura radiates a natural affability that endears her to a lot of people. But it was not always that way, she acquired it by overcoming her self-doubts and timidity. I am proud to say that i have witnesses this metamorphosis. Truly, one of life’s greatest pleasures is to witness this event and perhaps even helped her out. Some things never change and there are two things that time has not altered. One is her kind heart and the other, her obsessive-compulsive behavior towards schoolwork. As W.H. Davies would say, “We love thee for a heart that’s kind- Not for the knowledge in thy mind.” But we love you just the same, obsessive-compulsiveness aside. Every person loves a joke, but isn’t it better if you cracked a joke and everyone laughs? It’s worth a try and for this damsel, trying is worth a lot but eventually, her jokes got better compared to past “attempts”.Maybe one day, we will hear a really good one. Good enough to break some ribs!
A denouement is a lovely piece to end mysterious dramas and reveal the sun hiding behind dark clouds of gloom. Now that you’ve had a nibble of a tidbit of our damsel’s personality, I can finally tell you who’s who. Compare your perceptions to mine and see if we do arrive at the same conclusion, that Karen Joyce Gaspe is the best best friend you can have.
