Sunday, September 27, 2009

School slang...

Over the years i've been studying in Montessori, i noticed some changes of our class' talks... Words or phrases that only us understood come and go but one thing's constant and that is the wittiness and such panglaitness of our vocabulary.

First Year:

1. Er, i see... - or "Oh i see" spoken in a very fake British accent
2. Seek as where the voices found - going to look for something
3. I bomb- or "Ian bomb". Since that was also the time when Ian(Inah's big bro) often make a huge mess at the bathroom as well as leave a pungent smell that's very hard to endure.
4. Miggy- someone who's gay and a bit retarded at the same time
5. Michael Jackson- synonymous with Kuya Jed
6. Kevin- horse


Second Year
1. Alyssa - Means Shrimp. Because one of our classmates back then, Alyssa Flores, had a very weird hair that resembles a shrimp.
2. Seksi Seksi- Rafael Salazar.
3. Anoh- an expression meaning "what" or "okay". Used in a sentence: "Wag pilitin ang ayaw, anoh..." or "ano? namatay si Dean?? O hinde..."
4. Bill Kaulitz- Synonimous with Germany, anything German, gay people as well as people with long and spikey hair. Used in a sentence: The chancellor of Bill Kaulitz is Angela Merkel.
5. Sawing Palad- someone or something luckless

Third Year:
1. Irish- is synonimous with People's Republic of China, Hong Kong SAR, Macau SAR and Taiwan. Also synonimous with the word Chinese.
Used in a sentence: The People's Republic of Irish is a communist country with a population of over 1 billion.
The best airlines to ride from Manila to Taipei is Irish Airlines. (or aka China Airlines since there's really no such thing as Irish airlines that offers flights from Manila to Taipei)
2. Julien- is synonimous with France and anything French. Used in a sentence: Victor Hugo was a Julien writer who lived in Julien in the 1800s.
The Julien revolution happened in the 18th century when ordinary Julien people wanted to have liberty, equality and fraternity.
3. Oh hinde- or "Oh no"...
4. Adik- someone who was addicted into something or someone who really excels unusually in something.
5. Lupet - an exclaimation meaning "cool" or "awesome"
6. Lowiq- a dumbass
7. Highiq- a smartass
8. Joe Taruc- something that our old dance teacer sir Rodney called us when we're practising for the cheering for the sportsfest 2008 held in Talisay.
9. Ah ganon- an expression popularized by t.Leyme Dangue

Fourt Year:
1. Ay luge ka ngayon- an expression that a person says when someone prepared hard for something that was warned as difficult but in the end it turned out to be easy even if you don't prepare for that. Came from Batangas Man, a DJ from Batangas.
2. Ah adik- an exclamation.
3. Emo ranger- A very depressed and emo person. Example: Dean.
4. Jai Ho- Synonimous with India, anything Indian and Jonathan Malabalanan(by Jawo and some other freaks).
5. Lady Gaga- a crazy slut. (but i like her)
6. Hayden Kho- someone who dances out "Careless Whispers"
7. Chenes- a variable, the unknown. or what Dean calls the Fiesta Trio from Dora the Explorer. Used in a sentence: 2 chenes-6=0 is 3. (mathematically speaking: 2x-6=0 is 3)
8. Everlu- another word for variable, like chenes.
9. Dora the Explorer- Not all kids wearing backpacks go to school.
10. OMG Channel eleven- emphasized form of OMG
11. Buti pa ang saging may puso, pero daig ka pa ng sisig-may utak.
(as of September 2009)

Note: most expressions used in the third year was also used in fourth year.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Shenanigans at the ACET

Last week, i just had my Ateneo College Entrance Test or aka "the unfinishable entrance exam" as i noticed( because of the short time particularly at the aptitude tests) but i found the ACET more memorable than the UPCAT in a lighter way, with those kwelas, kagagugan and kabalastigan happening inside me, poof, it became oh so memorable.
The essay part- after answering the English part(it was kinda easy coz they were mostly those questions sir Manto used to ask us in quizzes and exams- yeah i owed a great deal with him even if he's kinda strict), we were given out a question to answer in essay form. Unfortunately most of us had only 15 minutes to do the essay befores up for the English. Actually, my essay was missing a good conclusion, i was still in the middle of giving out a good arguement and example- Im not talking about Tokio Hotel here. ;)
The math part- Earlier that morning, i overheard some parents who were talking about the ACET. Some of their children's friends took the ACET on Manila yesterday and they told that the math part was really hard. I admit the math part was hard, that is the problem solving part(which is the Numerical Ability on the aptitude test part later on). But the math on the red test paper was fairly easy. Like on the english with sir Manto, the math one was kinda like what sir Ian mostly asks us about(except for the trigonometry part). When i was answering the f of x and synthetic division part, I imagined sir Ian beside me playing with a psp and telling me "Ay lugeh ka ngayon". That made me mutter out "Lugeh ka ngayon..."
General Information- My favorite part in the aptitude test since most questions were based from history and im such a history buff. There were also those science questions but at least those mole fractions, avogadro's law, gay lussac's law and chemistry computations were gone but in the numerical ability there were those compuations for Physics.
Reading Comphrehension- This was the explitly, kinda lustful one. There was a reading there about dreams and what dreams really serves as for people. I read there that dreams were like the thoughts hidden in our minds that we completly deny which only submerge when we're asleep. So my first thought about it went to Bill Kaulitz, whom i dreamed a few times "doing it" with him. Gasp, that means i want some pornographic moment with Bill?!!... i thought. Of all things that i can recall during the ACET like Sisa, Basilio, Yael Yuzon, sir Manny, Crispin, Hermione Granger, why should it be my very deep, intimate moment with Bill that never really happened?
Like if Bill was really there beside me at that very moment and he can read minds like his idol Edward Cullen, he would've slapped me multiple times and cursed me in German that i'll not pass the ACET.

So my tips for those who'll be taking the ACET next year, study well in PROBLEM SOLVING, STATISTICS and TRIGONOMETRY, HISTORY, GRAMMAR AND READING COMPREHENSION, buy a watch to keep track of time, learn how to write an essay fastly in just 15 minutes with complete introduction, arguement, examples and conclusion, and listen to your teachers. And when ACET day comes, you'll discover that the ACET is more than an entrance exam. It may be one unfinishable exam but you'll discover that you're in for a wonderful kind of adventure whether you'll pass or not.

My plans before the school year ends

I only got half a year before i would tearfully say goodbye to my beloved Montessori. Education, friends, spoonfeeding(when it comes to learning), good teachers, good memories, closely knit classes, field trips to malls, lots of fun school events, and air-conditioned classrooms, what more can a highschool student ask for? Next year, i may no longer had that kind of treatment anymore since they say college is very different, so i just have to enjoy every single bit of my last year in Montessori. But when my last few days in Infant Jesus Montessori Center Philippines come, i plan on doing these things:

-Take a picture of all my friends candidly. Then take off my Cahbribading photos on my photo frame and replace them with those.
- Hug all of my friends, it may be the last time we'll get to see them for a long time.
- make a chalk graffiti on each and every blackboards in the Highschool department. My magical "Hogwarts like" life in first year(on the classroom where i spent my first year), my German emoness in second year(where i spent my second year), Hong Kongian/German love in third year, and my life as a fourth year- ending with the Chinese characters "it is done" and "Consummatum est".

Bill is... i dunno.

Bill got a new hairstyle... a freaking mowhawk.
When i first heard the news, i was a bit freaked out that i cussed about it on my facebook( and Kuya Niel Monzones making segway about it... -mowhawks are cool!! he said-). I never saw pictures of him in mowhawk back then, but i imagined him to look worse. Bill got dreads earlier that year, although it's not really my fave, i kinda liked it. Then i saw the picture of Bill in mowhawk just a whle ago... and i liked it!! He looks way cooler than his anime inspired lion hair.
Now i kinda regretted having to cuss about it on facebook. *slaps myself*
And then another rant about Bill, some days ago i saw a video from Bild.de that Bill and Tom were ranting out their old selves- thinking that their old selves were not them and telling how stupid/ugly those guys were.

At this very moment, reading those translations made me want to pull out Bill's mowhawk and Tom's girly, kevin calabia-ish braids out of their heads. They never realized that they were them when they got famous and made them land in where they are now. If they never became like that, they would never be who they are right now. And Bill looks more gay at the moment than what he was before. They should better realize this or else i will come to Germany and splash out a bucket of acid on their faces. *throws off a Man Gwai fei-ish tsiieh*

here's some translation of their reden-ing on the bild vid(thanks Tokio Hotel Network)

T. On top of that I saw a picture of them. And there was that singer. The singer…

B: The singer is a complete no-go.

T: SO gay!

B: Like a girl!

T: I mean he had strands in his face with his last hair style. And make up and everything.

B: And then his palm tree hair!

T: He already looked like a girl. Completely like a woman. And now you need
to invent a new word for that, I think.

B: Fag.

T: Fag. Embarrassing. Woman. Something in between. Cant even define it, anymore. Pathetic.

B: And that weird little nut.

T: Yeah, he’s just the greatest! Definitely never fucked anyone! And if he has, maybe one or two 16 year olds. Tops. And he keeps talking about women, about being a womanizer.

B: And the other two, who never get to say anything anyway…

T: Gregor and Günther or something. They look like idiots on that picture.

B: If I’d have had the bottle, I’d have had a few more.

T: Self-overestimating morons.

T: I never liked that girl band. But they get worse every day. They outdo themselves.

B: Ugly.

T: Totally ugly. And they are so overestimated. They can’t do a singe thing and got millions for it!

B: They’re really filling up their wallets. And they’re not doing anything for it! They’re just driving around with their big ass cars! Two bg fat red Ferraris.

B: And the other idiot. What’s his name? Tom and his fag of a brother. They are so antisocial.

T: And now they have a “cool” new look.

B: Cool. They look even cooler than before. And he just looks like a fag.

T: Damn fag. You really need it…

B: It used to be somewhat okay. Now he just sucks.

T: And in other countries.

B: Yeah. In other countries. You’re sooo cool. All “international”, just shut the fuck up, already. Suckers.

T: And there you have it, again. Money changes people. The moment you have some cash, you change.

B: And the way they make themselves out!

T: And what tops is that they don’t have a stylist. They should get one, stat. The way they’re running around, that’s just…

B: Embarrassing.

T: Just imagine people waling around like that on the streets.

B: Bill. Now him I’d like to wipe him off the face of the planet, for real!

T: I’d like to spit at him. For his ugly mutt face.

B: Yeah.

T: And with make-up. As a guy. Completely painted over. Ridiculous.


Friday, September 25, 2009

Sportsfest preparations galore

Okay, i wanted to share to my blog an ordinary day in which i spent for the whole september that were far from the ordinary. For more than three weeks until October 1-2, we spent them up on practising for the upcoming sportsfest-especially we don't wanna be losers for our last school year here on Monte.
My morning in school started when T.Ana excused me and Gt from sir Manto's class for our review for the Campus Breakout. He said he was okay with it so he let us go with his blessings. Since there will be a certain accounting meeting later on the library(our usual reviewing spot) T. Ana just told us that we're going to review in the Science Lab instead. GT gave out the four small blackboards for us to write our answers in while we're reviewing. GT chose to represent Georgetown University(yesterday he was UST or aka Sir Crisan and Callalily), Twinkle-Harvard(University of the Philippines Diliman or aka T.Juvie and Eraserheads), Abby-FEU(Ateneo De Manila or aka Sir Manny and Spongecola) while i represented Cambridge University-nyeh nyeh- (DLSU Taft or aka T.Way and Hale). T.Ana asked us general info things like the medical name of earwax(Bertie Bott's cerumen flavored beans everyone?) and where Carcassone is (in France, duh). Well, Cambridge won the quiz/review game and yesterday La Salle also won in the Science review.
After reccess, GT and i went off to our classes Filipino, Math and library. In math, i kinda had "fun"(sarcastically saying) answering logarithms that makes me stun- i hope i'll be able to handle logarithms properly afterwards so i'll be able to keep my good records as well as preparation for the DLSUCET and USTET- i heard that there are lots of logarithms on the two tests. =p
At lunchtime, i went home and conducted a business in the bathroom that's nagging me off since this morning as well as eat a hearty lunch so i can have enough energy to dance until 7 in the evening.
After lunch, i went back to school a bit late for Physics class and told sir Ian(aka sir Adik, sir Lupet, sir Ah-Adik or sir Ay-lugeh-ka-ngay-ohn) that the "business" i conducted in our bathroom took long since the "clients" i had a meeting with was a bit hard to handle. After a few moments of lingering around the classroom discussing nothing but Kevin blocking off MTV on the cable TV with him running around and people betting on him for more than one bajillion dollars(the reason why i still don't see Bill on TV- he should be singing Automatic while MYX was still to busy showing off corny, mainstream music vids) , sir Cris called us off to go to "Pook Kasiyahan"-oh, what fun...*rolls eyes*- and practice there. On our way down the corridors, we passed by the third year classroom and saw some notes and books lying around the floor while T.Ana and sir Jojo stood by as Jean became melodramatic(in other words, crying) since sir Jojo confiscated her earrings. Phoebe later told us that Jean wasn't used with her things being confiscated even when she was still in SPC.
After taking a tricycle ride with Dean, Eman, Julieno, Hannah (or Abby 2.0), and Ervyn(aka Kulot) we got off at Pook Kasiyahan and shortly began our rather tiring and tedious dance practice. An hour later, sir Cris and sir Roosevelt( aka sir Greenbelt and the guy who taught us the dance steps) gave us a water break. I hastely checked the time on my watch and was bummed to know that it's 4 PM- 3 hours more to endure with the endless hard moving of muscles and sweating. But in my surprise, sir Cris dismissed us early than i expected-around 6PM.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Ah, adik... Bill's gone "adik " over Twilight

Yeah, i just read in my ever reliable Tokio Hotel source, Tokio Hotel Network, that Bill fessed up in an interview that he was obsessed with Twilight!! *gasp* NOOOOOO!!!
Putang Ina, why?
He said that people kept on telling him to watch Twilight and so he watched it on an airplane on his way to LA. Then he got hooked with it.
I forgive him for being a Twilight fan, since i never watched Twilight anyway that's why i hid my animosity over that piece of literature from everyone, but i know the plot of the story and i hate the plot from what i've imagined it to be as i read it. I like Harry Potter better because it's more enlightening and wonderful. The kind of fantasy in Harry Potter is had more light heartedness than in Twilight, Twilight is just passion and a bit of mysterious darkness, doesn't have much humor than HP has. In Twilight, they just deal with teenage love while Harry Potter deals with not only love but family, friends and justice.
Who knows if i got the chance to watch it, i might as well like it(the movie), those changes in the plot is quite inevitable in every adapted films, who knows it will suit my taste- like Repertory Philippines' Jack in the Benastalk(i once thought that Jack and the beanstalk would be very boring but i was wrong- it entertained me very much in every scene no matter how very childish the play was). I just hate Twilight coz of the plot and the rabid, immature fans who kept on fainting everytime someone mention Edward Cullen's name and they kept on comparing Twilight, a very Mary Sue-ish story to Harry Potter, a very brilliant and heartwarming story. Im very sure that the moment Mimi Niggel hears this one, she will go on and make a "fiesta" out of it. She might even write that her Heather was on the plane with Bill and she's the one who made him watch Twilight.
And why did he told this thing just a week before i take my ACET? I might lose some concentration when ACET day comes on september 20. Boooooo!!! Does that means he doesn't want me to study in Ateneo? at least he doesn't have a girlfriend now that will keep myself insane for months, or else my chances of passing Ateneo, De Lasalle and Ust will be affected. AND IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF BILL!!!
His Twilight/HP loving cousin Audrie might have something to do with this. tsk, tsk...
Why didn't she influence Bill with Harry Potter instead? Sigh, oh well.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Whatever, Bill...

I heard from my ever reliable TH news bearer Tokio Hotel Network that TH had an article from a Finnish(we are the moomins...) magazine that most of the guys want girlfriends.
Who am i to stop them(especially Bill) from dreaming of sweet tasting love? Im just a fan of theirs anyway. But if i were to give them-particularly Bill, since he's the one who always throws a bongang-bongang SONA about wanting a george foreman- a piece of advice, i would tell them a philosophy i've known for a long time. I would tell them that no one completes them but themselves since they were the only ones who knows themselves perfectly. They do not need a girl to be the happiest that they can be. Friends, career, family and partners can compliment them but they can't make them reach the skies on being happy.

I know, it kinda sucks not having someone to hug, kiss, open and love to especially in their case. The often complain always about being alone. I myself really hate being alone for a very long time. And they have been alone for a very long time themselves- since the last century? For years, their yearning for love grew as time evaporates like water vapor. Their hunger eventually grew big that they became unhappy with their life.
Like what Buddha realized about unhappiness, the people themselves were the ones who make them unhappy, not some calamity, circumstances or other else's fault. They do this by always wanting something in vain since they thought that this alone could make them happy. They do not understand that they can be peaceful and happy if they thought on things that could bring goodness instead. All they need is treasure the little things they have now, seek happiness inside them and eventually they'll be happy.

Also, they never realized that living a life with their future girlfriends could give them major headaches. Being the super rockstars with a lot of beautiful and sexier girl fans lusting over them, there's a great risk that there will be a point when they'll feel jealous and will never trust them or if the girl just uses them for fame and they also cheats on them. These days, it's hard to trust someone even if you know the person very well.

Im not trying to sound selfish, a fan with a head high above the clouds or a loner fucked up with being alone, but yeah i just said what i just wanted to say about their matter. I know even that i wrote this on my blog, i could not change what they want completely. It's just up to them on how they wanted to live their lives and i would be ready to hear what their judgement would eventually leads them. Maybe if Bill had a girlfriend, you would see me next clad in head to toe black, with teary, bloodshot eyes, reeking bottles of Heineken, Vodka, Calpis Water, San Pelegrino water and San Miguel with my Chinese uncle in a British pub near the old Kai Tak in Kowloon City while i hear breaking news on MTV China from the pub's TV that Bill was complaining about the headache he had for having a girlfriend. haha!!!