fool me. boost me. change me. catch me. attract me. curse me. make fun of me. push me. cheer for me. accept me. train me. console me. feed me. look at me. talk to me. laugh with me. sing with me. volunteer me. get angry with me. shape me. enlighten me. consult me. advise me. dance with me. understand me. love me. care for me. punch me. kick me. seek for me. long for me. jump with me. fly with me. unleash me. protect me. test me. imagine me. question me. feel me. run with me. . . . be me.

a lot has happened lately. one wrong move can start a war. but at this moment, all i want to do is sleep, dream, relax.. and hope that when i wake up... i'd still dream and fantasize...

the school fair has finally ended. it wasn't boring because i was doing something in the morning (training and game) but it wasn't that fun, too. there were more rides (tsubibo and higad and inflatables) this year, but i didn't get a chance to ride in any. i only spent money for food and tickets... that's all. and i think this is the only fair where i get to limit my spending. that's something good.

hmmm. my team won 2nd place in our first ever game... although, our team was the only one who didn't get a chance to compete with assumption,,, at least we won 2nd place. ahehehe. thanks to ces.. who got a chance to goal during the penalty. ahehe.

the house is currently empty. where are the people living in here? they all left me... solidarity is good..but it sometimes drive me crazy. where the heck are they?

happy birthday to B.Lo.

belated to Joan and Ayel.

we went to EK.. thanks for treating all of us ayel.. and thanks for the transpo joan and for dropping me in our house. papa has arrived. nothing much has changed except for hmmm... the bed i used to sleep on. i vacated papa's room and went back to my old comfy bed... it was smaller.. but i'm used to it... i sleep there whenever papa's around...

hmm. so how was my life lately? still manic... but it's getting more fun although dramatic at times. but it's fun.

so january 5 was our batch field trip. we went to dolores, quezon and hiked up a part of mt. banahaw. although i've already been in that place loads of time, it's still different when i'm with a different group of people. i had a different kind of "fun" since i'm with my classmates. awww, too bad, it's our last trip together as a whole batch.

pictures are posted in my multiply. it's for everyone to view... so just visit it and comment there.

i passed ateneo. wohoo! i tell you, it was very very very unexpected. here's a short story of what happened last saturday. i woke up with 6 messages on my phone. 1 from rhoda saying that she didn't pass in ateneo. another from ella asking me if i passed in ateneo and the rest were good morning greetings and quotes from different people.

rhoda told me to check the internet... so i did check it.. and when i typed in my name, "name not on the lists" always appear on the screen. so there, i didn't pass. but the thought of it didn't sink in me because i just woke up. then i texted ella and gela and rhoda saying that i didn't passed in ateneo.

gela was like ... "seryoso?" (yup)
ella said.. "weh, oma...si kar nga pumasa eh" (duh! kar yun! antalitalino yun)
rhoda was like .. "okay lang yan, maraming top 20 ndi pumasa, si pig, b.lo and etc" (ay weh)

then i doubted... good thing patb, texted me and congratulated me. ahehe! yehey i passed. hindi pa pala nakapost sa internet that time. so i did a little celebration for myself. i invited kae, and we went to mall of asia together with her sister, her boyfriend's sister and kate. we watched the pyro olympics. it was super amazing. although the plan was... i'll be celebrating my success in passing ateneo, it didn't turn out to be that way.. but at least, i get to watch an unforgettable moment. plus i get to experience riding a cab from SM Fairview to our house at 2:30 in the morning, with nothing for defense and an empty battery cellphone that i surely can't use in case i met an accident or i need it for emergency. good thing i arrived home safe though shaking. i was so nervous while in the taxi. my knees where shaking. my mind was so functioning. in case the cab stops, i'll go out and run. that's how it worked. i know the taxi driver was a little bit drunk. that's why i got so nervous. his breath smells like alcohol. he drives on a zigzag manner at some points.. and i just can't define how i freaked out silently within myself.

so that was it. ahehe. i can't promise not to come home at an hour like that.. but i'll try not to. it just depends on my mood, actually. if i want to go home.. i will.. and no one can stop me from going home. if i want to sleep in someone's place.. i'll surely will ... and no one... can surely make me go home. that's how i am.. ahehe. and i'm really really sorry for being like that...

so how was christmas? people all have the same question when i met them.

it was tragic! teehee. it wasn't like any of my other christmas experiences. holidays weren't spent like my past christmas vacations. not that much sleepovers. not that much party with my cousins. but i get to drink last year. i get to spend time with my cousins (only not that much). i get to attend birthday parties... and lastly i got hit by a motorcycle (on a christmas day).

i got traumatized by the experience. i can hardly cross a street. i had a hard time sleeping and stuffs.. and recently, i found myself crying before i rode a tricycle... oh well,,, move on queen! ahaha. god must be crazy when he planned that (kidding).. there's a reason for everyhting... well, siguro if i wasn't there walking at the side of the street, the motor guy and his passenger would be 6 ft. under the ground by now... i mean. mahuhulog sila sa kanal which is around 6 ft... and they'd probably die... i told that to one of my godparents.. and she was like... "edi bayaan mo sila mahulog, bakit pa sila nandamay". she was angry.. people got really angry and nervous and worried. they were like angrier and more worried than me after the incident.. while i was like... just hoping that the motor guy would send me some fruits to eat... unfortunately, he didn't. and i doubt if he has already sent money as a payments for all my expenses. but i really got super duper touched when i saw my relatives outside my lolo's clinic after the incident. i was like "awww... they love me" .ahaha. but true, i really really got touched... and i even got a call from abroad from my tito... and he was asking me if im fine.. then, when i arrived here in manila,, some of my neighbors were asking if im fine... well, i am.. i am perfectly fine.. except for my legs which still has bruises on them.. rarr. my flawless legs... hmmm. i hope the wound won't turn to a scar.. or else. WAAAH!

so christmas was like that. there was a time that i have to lessen walking... stop running and jumping... and got stuck inside the house.. but my holidays was fun and fine... i just got bruises and wounds.. but aside from that, i had new memories..

plus.. i completed the 9 morning masses. and i had 11 wishes... i wish that they all come true.

plus.. i had a chance to light a baby rocket.

plus.. i spent the new year's eve in the province (2nd time) and i really really really had fun... sana next year ulit.. i am really really really hoping na dun ulit kami next year.

plus.. hmm. what else? i got drunk? NOT! just tipsy and can't balance.. but i wasn't drunk, was i?

aheheh. so that was how my holidays was...

i started with an influenza.... and at the middle ... was hit by a motorcycle.. but in the end... celebrated...

aheheh. shiznit...

oh! by the way.. I PASSED in DE LA SALLE UNIVERSITY! oh yeah! celebration na talaga.