i dont even know how the eff am i gonna start talkin bout the last two weaks of my thrivin existence. school has yet again promised to fry the bejesus out of my brain cells wd physics calculus chemistry and bio in one honking semester. collectively known as geekaloidal courses.
ROLA from physics has gotten SEXYBACK stuck in my memory playback system. DIRTY BABE,  you see this shackles baby im ur SLAVEEE. she croons it wd that JT seductive low voice dat even guys from the corner of the room can hear. and she does whip her ass during U CAN WHIP ME WHEN I MISBEHAVE.lol
i imagine AJ telling our bio teacher, mr. mascarin, the reason why he was late for 10 mins in our class. SORRY SIR MY CHEEKS ARE SO HEAVY I HAD TO DRAG THEM DOWN THE HALLWAY. and jesse told me in a loud whisper after squinting her eyes in such careful stelth. YEAH UR RIGHT. MASCARIN HAS AN ASS. hahahahaha. and how SARAH and i have been getting chemistry and DOYLE flashbacks during bio class. "ohhh ketone. UNIT TWO". wer not geeks. but the chemistry knowledge kinda give it away doesnt it? doyle says it dis way.EEEELECTRONS. oh doylee.
DOYLE's a joker. making a goddamn rap about the VSPR THEORY. and he said "öh god, my other class is a nightmare. theyd just stare at me during hybridizations." and we had to wear pretty sunglasses for a chemistry light show. hu the fuck cares of hydrogen has four colors in the emission spectra? dats not exactly something i say to start conversations.
AND AP CALCULUS. u have just got to fall back in love with calculus man. its absofreaknly amazing. kevork has seen my ethereal fascade of brilliance after the previous gag mode.. and all my homeworks are answered and have been corrected lyk a bona fide nerd.
my mr sub hired me to become their, in euphemistic terms, sandwhich artist. hahaha. now im earning some canadian mula. finally. it feels like haf of asia macedonia when ur alexander the great. u know what i mean?

and maki. my maki. the maki. c maki. i called him J TO THE M last week. so gay. that was fckin hilarious tho. hahaha. oh man, i love him too much. and so does he =)

so yeah. in summary. life has been doing it swell. thanks to G =P

dear barx,
my bitchass has been missin your prettyasses lately. most of my contemporaries do not understand bohemian sheikness and they ostracize me of their social radars because of my loyalty to it. they do however, subject me in a merciless scrutiny from a distance and they incorporate MY locution into their own. their mediocrity and unintentional mockery had caused me flattery and unspeakable annoyance. i shall try harder to look for friends who are like you. no, i am not replacing you. i am just merely looking for understudies who would get my by during the aeon of time that we are not together. i styll love you like whoa.

ps. i still listen to penny and i still hug penny.

dear sessionerz,
i understand your utmost aloofness from me. you shall ever be in tampo mode until i make my presence felt othan than thru msn or friendster. i want to be with you guys again. i [may] have been a total jerk with my non-chillages &&  but i never forgot our memories, your love&concern && what i will always be indebted of- your friendship. the same frienship you handed me in a silver plater when the world have shunned me. mushy? i dont give an eff. >p

dear rents,
you never believed in me as much as you should. you call me names i do not deserve and words that pierces even thru my hardened soul. i have channelled this negativity into my own strength. `!@#$%^&*!@#$!!!! watch me grow. i shall make you proud and disappoint at the same time in every conceivable way. ASDFGHJKLKJHGFDSA!!!!

dear boyfriend,
thank you for loving me at my worst & more than the sum of my parts. i shall tell you personally as soon as i get a chance. =]

dear brendon urie, 
you are only 50 yards short of being highly regarded as nietszche, warhol, queen and tolkien [by me]. how the muthafuckingwad did you guys come up with a contempo-emo-punk obra maestra such as that. *points at A Fever You Can't Sweat Out. you were barely out of highschool when you stunned the mainstream music with your lyrical sophistication and exceptional musique talent. the creativity of ur music transcendes all of its genres in every scale. *applaud

dear God,
thank you for being the source of my everything. if it wasnt for you, i shall be NADA.

i finally finished the overrated, nevertheless artsy, CARD ive been makin for the birthday celebrant. NA-uh, it does not resemble a hallmark card or bear the emblem of it [windy cheesy pick-up lines] however, its haf a folded black bristol board and with my rather mediocre artisan skills, ive adeptly "implanted" a pop-up collage inside it. it took me a good 30 minutes to make the pop-up picture to actually POP OUT, as its name implies, as you open the card. if it doesnt pop-out properly it wouldnt be a pop-up card, would it? 

as if it was an eventual repercussion of , for a lack of a better term, a "good relationship" with maki and as if it was an augury of whats to come [humble assumptions aside], i met the rest of the "in-laws", as what my mom losely coined  it, yesterday. and so this is what HE feels when i tag him along in any of my crazy famjams. either their treatment was out of filipino ethicality & courtesy or an outcome of the sheer good impression ive given them [HAHA] , it was fulfilling both in my psyche and emotions that he would parade me around the party with his obligatory "tito/tita c bianca po", grin to everyone, and smile inwardly.

my humanitarian spirits are yet again awakened by this civil war outrage in darfur. oh man, after makepovertyhistory, there is savedarfur org. it aims to stop or at least alleviate the violent outbreak in sudan that continuously inflicts irreparable damage to its own third-world country. caused by belligerent militias, the corrupted government and other insurgencies of rebels, the conundrum is causing a darfurian genocide amongs its innocent civillians. please support the movement to save darfur =(

its 10:30ish and my 4-yr-old sister is watching max and ruby. a show casted by atypical rabbits who have an extremely unshakeable anger suppression attested by ME. ruby has to give max a fresh bath everytime this kiddo dumps some food in his bath tub.  ruby would come up with a sick excuse to leave max alone in his tub and when she finally comes back, max had already polluted his tub with food. see, max does this 5 times in a row, dumping jello, yogurt or whatsoever, technically speaking, in his own furry skin. get this, ruby reacts with not so much as a "oh no max what have u done?" tonelessly. OMGwtf. television is brainwashing my sisterrr. a "MAX WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, you EEEHHDEEYHUT." sabay palo sa ass, would have been more, NORMAL. dont u think? 

my new prim pic in friendstar looks wicked sick cuz of maki. he looks so maangas for a shy-type and i love it. =P i was aiming for a tad of a gangstah style slash nonetheless classic bonnie and clyde profile. but it ended up otherwise. my artistic cells have come undone this time. >p

and i am still in love with this song to bits. its indie btw. [how come the good bands are always short of being commercialized?] so support the strugglin artist: the elliot project, for their inspiring bittersweet music.  

 toodles my dear =P i shall talk again tomorow.