*teehee, smiles sheepishly*

sorry blog. i know, i know, it's been three months. but you know. busy, and i have this tumblr thing too, and FB, and real life, so. *ducks* but hey, you know that every time i visit, something bugs me enough that's blog-worthy. at least? haha.

i've just written down all my to-do stuff for march and i. am. in. panic. mode. too many stuff to finish for my thesis, koala year-ender, and kids camp. i have absolutely NO RIGHT to lounge around and have unplanned days anymore. everyday must be closer to accomplishing all these by the end of march.

i am looking forward to may, when all is done, when i can look back to all these and miss being busy.

hah. not!

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hello blog. this will probably be my first and last blog for november so i better do good. haha. :p bakit nga ba wala. hm. busy lang rin; and i have a new tumblr account which i've also neglected for 2 weeks already so don't worry. hahaha.

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i'm 25 now.

i remember my kid self having grand plans for jojie v25, and i had to check if i measure up.

the verdict?

B+

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working towards an A.

(35) 1264

nope. it's not my 1,264th blog... OA. ang tamad tamad ko nga magblog lately e. sorry blog. i love yoooou. *hugs beebee's screen*

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as of today, JC and i have already had 1264 days together. wow, would you look at that. why the itch to actually put a number on it?

well, last week, the movie 500DaysOfFreakinSummer seriously put a dent on our then-1254 days. i won't go into the details but due to mental comatose and an annoying creature, JC and i had to face our biggest challenge to date. it was such a terrible ordeal and i barely survived the week (it was also Explo's sem-ender week so the Koalas had their shoes culminating day, halloween party, and send-off to T. Nell--- intense). JC and i had several marathon talks to process what happened and thank God, things are better now through forgiveness and compromise. (and death threats too.)

(but it's soooo not helping that my FB news feed is teeming with giddy gushes about that effin flick. i hate it. i have no intention of watching it anymore in my lifetime--- i just can't take it. uuuuugh. it's a shame because i was actually looking forward to it but like i said, mental comatose and an annoying creature just had to ruin it for me.)

forgiving and forgetting is my biggest EQ challenge. my brother even calls me "the grudge"--- go figure. but staying mad at JC actually proved to be more difficult. i guess it's just simple math, 1254D>500effinD, or 1254D>4hours. i guess when you love someone that much, forgiving is a no-brainer given. of course, no thanks to my elephant memory, i'm still working on the forgetting part; but because JC and i sincerely want to transform our current 1264D to ∞, i am focusing on the future than that freaky glitch in our past.

1264 days and counting with JC. haaay. :D what a blessing. as maria von trapp sang, i must have done something good.

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JC i love, JC i can forgive.
annoying creature, though, better watch your back. i'm on you.

lost track kung pang-ilan na 'to...

i'm just waiting for papa and owa here at the BPI megatent sale, blogging on my phone. bear with me.

huh. just two weeks ago, this place was teeming with volunteers and relief goods. now, parang hindi binagyo ang pinoy. hala sige, gastos!

(bitter ako kasi wala akong mabili. wala akong size sa grendha, walang size yung speck ng macbook ko. demmet!)

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Words are like nets--- we hope they'll cover what we mean, but we know they can't possibly hold that much joy, or grief, or wonder.- Jodi Picoult, Change Of Heart

damn this day. (well, technically yesterday, because I'm experiencing yet another insomnia bout. but you get my point.)

i found out that one of my closest friends suffered a terrible loss, and the second i read her news in our choppy FB chat, i felt like i got hit by a bus. don't you just hate it when that happens? you feel the air sucked out from you, you need to sit down, and the world goes in fast and slow motion simultaneously while you're rooted in your spot.

haaay.

dear God, You have Your plans and reasons. please hold her in Your hand, she needs Your comfort right now.

32- THE RAINY DAY

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust more dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold and dark and dreary.
It rains and the wind is never weary.
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past.
And youth's fond hopes fall thick in the blast.
And my life is dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart and cease repining
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining
Thy fate is the common fate of all
Into each life some rain must fall
Some days must be dark and dreary.

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GRIMACE

in my 24 years
i've seen you several times
and you never fail to
fry my brain
"what are you really?"
i ask myself
and my seatmates
who are as equally bewildered
you've spawned
several urban myths...
mcdonalds had ube ice cream/
grape juice/
sweet kamote fries...
and tada, there was you!
some say that
you're hamburglar's cohort
in stealing burgers
the big diversion
'WHAT THE &(*^ ARE YOU?!'
say the mcdo counter people
hamburglar then says
'aha that's my cue!'
oh well.
i like you anyway.
you're a big purple blob,
what's not to like.
and i don't remember anybody
giving hetty any pain
for her spaghetti noodles hair.