During my super depression/Hell month, I was not only striken with piles of projects, long tests and assignments but my personal life also went terrible that almost everyday i come home from school(where i use the internet most of the time) crying. Each and everyday feels like another day of misery, trying all sorts of things to divert and make myself feel good(even doing some of the most stupidest things), wishing things were back like those days being so happy together with Xurt. The first love of my life(that i just realized because of my councilor Sir Alcazar) who isn't a family or a relative ditched me because i was a super insanely jealous, insecure bitch. He then transferred his feelings for Wendy de Villar(again, wtf)and this time his feelings for her is deeper because she's not like me(of course, there's only one me in this world). I remember on my past blog post that if that day happened, i felt that i will be okay but actually it turned out that i won't be okay. It's probably because Xurt haven't triggered my romantic feelings and made me feel attached to him yet that time or i was too ignorant. Anyway, that period is the worst but thankfully, i got friends in Ateneo(and Montessori- and even Xurt himself) who are there to support me.
Manang's, Monday, September 6,2010, 9:30 AM.
A few minutes ago, Xurt and I had a very much heated arguement(nakakaiba to the highest level) about my tighfulness and agreed not
to talk to each other until Sportsfest. I was so shocked because a day before, he was still the nice, affectionate, loving and forgiving Xurt but now he turned dead cold and started to hurl my negative side on me.
Lester: Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong
You're enchained by your own sorrow...
Lychee(who noticed that my eyes are red):In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
Jess: How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
Cov courts, Monday, September 6,2010, around 10:30 AM.
During fencing class, i can't focus hitting on my opponent in one fencing match. Jaime, the referee, noticed my lack of concentration.
Jaime: I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet...
Berchmans 307, Monday, September 6,2010, 11:30 AM.
As i entered Filipino class, Anjo noticed that i don't look so happy that i am about to cry
Anjo: Chiquitita, tell me the truth
I'm a shoulder you can cry on...
Then, i remember one conversation i had with Jonathan on the phone some weeks ago.
Jonathan(on the phone): Your best friend, I'm the one you must rely on
CTC 303, Monday, September 6,2010, 1:40 PM
I came to EN 11 class sobbing quietly shortly after i saw pictures of Xurt being with Karlo, Abby, Muje, Kassel, Kash and ... Wendy(bunuhnuhnuhhh). Those photos lead me to think about Xurt's strange attitude.
JR(saw me sobbing but i told him that i have allergy or cold or some alibi coz i don't want to talk about my condition): You were always sure of yourself
Now I see you've broken a feather
Atrio(reenacting Walang Sugat): see you cry how it hurts to see you sad...
JR(putting up an "Are you sure?" face): I hope we can patch it up together
The next day, when Ateneo feels something like Tokio Hotel's "1000 Meere" music video, following a SUPER DUPER MEGA TO THE NTH POWER ONE BIG FIGHT with Xurt last night.
Red brick road, Tuesday, September 7,2010, 8:50 AM
Everyone that i pass by in school: Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
SEC-A 124, Tuesday, September 7,2010, 9:00 AM
Mrs Ki Shan Tan(entering the classroom): You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end... (then i felt confortable with her coz she's a Hong Konger- what i was before i met Xurt again on the JS, thus diverting me from Xurt for a while)
SEC-A 224, Tuesday, September 7,2010, 12:00 PM
Sir Claveria(announcing the upcoming Long Test on thursday): You will have no time for grieving
My ES 10 classmates who are also my blockmates(Lester, Jaime, Dustin, Mel, Ebib, Kc, Anjo, Maui and Colene): Chiquitita, you and I cry...
SEC-A 124, Thursday, September 9,2010, 9:30 AM
Mrs. Ki Shan Tan gave us the results of our Midterms or a seatwork (not sure what it is but the results of it were something that enlightened me)
Mrs Ki Shan Tan: But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
SEC-A 224, Tuesday, September 7,2010, 12:00 PM
The long test on ES 10
Whole ES 10 class: Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Friday, September 10, 2010
My blockmates(as they complain about the second long test of Fil 11):
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
The next week...
Everyone i pass by in Red Brick Road: So the walls came tumbling down
Everyone on the information commons as i look miserably at Xurt and Wendy's sweet nothings on fb: And your love's a blown out candle
Everyone as i began to sob out(me wishing all those shit that Xurt and Wendy make would stop and they should fight against each other): All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Berchmans 307, second week of September, 11:30 AM
Sir Maky gave me the result of my first Filipino fiction paper about "Walang Sugat" which was written during the first day of my heartbreak. It got me a bloody 70 or aka a D.
Sir Maky: Chiquitita, tell me the truth...
There is no way you can deny it
I see that you're oh so sad, so quiet
As the weeks passed by and everybody began to notice how emo am i becoming...
JR(when he was telling me that he experienced this same shit): Chiquitita, you and I know...
Abby Cabrito(who was saying this as though she was part of a competitor's company and my company lost huge investments in the stock market): How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they're leaving
(Back up voices singing ".. how you are brokenhearted, etc...) are from Isagani and the actress who played Julia in Tanghalang Ateneo's "Walang Sugat")
JR(relating his experiences that it took him a month to recover): You'll be dancing once again and the pain will end
Sir Bj Patiño(after telling that we have to make an evaluation essay aside the feature essay): You will have no time for grieving
MVP entrance near Kostka, September 30, 2010, 5:30-6:00 PM
Students in MVP while watching the Mens Basketball finals: Chiquitita, you and I cry
Students in MVP while the players of the Mens basketball team joined the singing as Ateneo won Three-peat(yes, even EMINEM aka Kirk Long is included): But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you...
One afternoon, chatting with Xurt on fb about my painful condition(bad idea)
Xurt Diaz: Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita...
One Lit 13 class(It was monday, i think), Sir Francis Sollano gave out my First Fiction paper(about the "Hitch hiking Game" by Milan Kundera and my fiction paper related in one part about me and Xurt when we were still happy together) that got me a B+(gawa daw ni Xurt-lolz)
Sir Francis(winking): Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Loyola Schools Guidance Office, Thursday, October 14, 2010, 3:00 PM
Sir Alcazar: Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquititaaaaah...
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Monday, April 12, 2010
My highschool life in IJMCP
It was clear as if it was still yesterday when i asked a friend of my sister what highschool is like. I recently graduated from elementary, and i was a bit anxious about my upcoming first day in a new school and in a new chapter of my life. She told me that highschool was fun, full of lovelife and frogs to dissect. Based on my four years spent in IJMCP San Pablo, i wonder how will i describe "highschool" in my own little words...
When i was in first year, i found my new classmates GT, Julien, Dean, Gewy, Inah and Miggy really nice and fun to be with. In fact, they were the complete opposite of my mean, old classmates from Cahbriba. I was like Basilio when he moved from Letran to Ateneo, like Harry Potter when he first stepped into Hogwarts. In Cahbriba, my classmates just ignore and treat me like some loser while in Montessori, it's completely different. In Montessori, they dote and look at me like a very wonderful friend. Never before in my whole academic life i was treated as an equal by my own classmates. First year was my favorite year next to fourth year because it was studded with so much happy, innocent memories. It's unusual to hear about a highschool experience filled with memories like playing with Harry Potter and Naruto toys, ala Harry Potter dueling with pencils, Harry Potter roleplaying, Harry Potter discussions, Tarot card readings from Cardcaptor Sakura Cards, mad escapes from the wedding booth, first sweet moment ever happened(during my 13th bday, Keith spoonfed me with cake-lolz) and other kinds of wicked mischief one couldn't imagine.
But in 2nd year, things slightly changed.
When i was in 2nd year, two beloved classmates left us(Gewy and Miggy). But they were replaced by Alyssa Flores and Rafael Salazar. In my sophomore year, people in Montessori began to treat me like shit because some other new students are gracing and being doted on in the whole highschool department. My best friend Gt ditched me for Julien and new freshman girl KC Lacerna. Gt became a friend who is the best among my friends but he isn't considered a best friend to me anymore. My only best friend back then was the almost mute, new classmate Rafael Salazar(whom we affectionately call "Seksi Seksi"). Like what Ate Jel described me back then, i was really a low-profile student, just like Rafa. My sophomore year was definately the lowest ebb of my highschool life, not only i was depressed about my mom's condition but i am also sad about my life in school. My classmates doesn't talk that much to me anymore, i can't cope with that hag ma'am Flor's lessons, Keith hurts me day by day, people think im so epal, im often alone and no wonder i became the cynic everyone in school knew at present. Thank God i never lost my cool or else people in Montessori would have condemned me as crazy in a bad way. I would have transferred to Academia if it weren't for Dean, Julien and Rafa becoming Tokio Hotel fans like me. Ever since they saw and heard "Monsoon" on my ipod, they couldn't stop singing it everywhere even today. Like me, they like Bill back then better than the Bill today.
But my besmirched second year life is a bit good, i had fairly good grades, a really awesome ambition(to become a doctor/psychiatrist in Germany), people still give me some dignity and i have my own little world. I had some great memories in my second year such as the field trip in Star city(in which the bus ride home was kinda funny because KC, using her super primadonna powahs, had her horror/porn movie played until T.Mavic woke up and discovered it), the sports fest in Lipa, the Filipino quiz with questions about Harry Potter(in which the questions and answers are in ENGLISH and i scored the highest) and those moments when i find myself alone is more blissful than being with friends who turned jeje/BI.
By the time i hit third year, things began to bright up but still there are other bad things. In my third year, i enjoyed a slight improvent in my grades(since sir Ian stepped in as our new math teacher- whom im thankful to have since he teaches the subject much more clearly than t.Mavic) but i was unfortunate to have a sucky social life in school. In school, i was often alone. Rafa left me for Gt, Dean hangs around with Julien and Inah with a new girl called Rizelle. Then there was a new girl called Phoebe Ansama who often nags me to change my style into hers. Worse of all, there was a mad belief among the highschoolers that Harry Potter is satanic, thanks to the pompous, very influential, tubby man we call as "sir Jhoma" who suddenly went in our school to babble about nonsense. All these made me withdraw from the affairs of the school and into a world called Potterforums.com, where i enjoyed social acceptance, where i fought off sir Jhoma's powerful, hurtful words, stand by my own beliefs and had such wonderful friends like Keith Hutchins, Matt Scotton, GinnyX, Yasmine, Jayfer and last but not the least, Audrina Kaltiz whose claims are still doubtful up to this day. I never enjoyed my third year that much... I was in my own little world until my fourth(and last) year of highschool in Montessori came.
The summer before i started my fourth year, i promised myself not to withdraw from my classmates, spend as much time with them as i can and live my fourth year life to the fullest. On my fourth year, two dear classmates left(Inah and Rafa) Monte to spend their last year of highschool somewhere else. I also expected that i'll never had any close friends from the other levels, until Jonathan and Mark Malabanan came.
It was the year in which i faced academic successes as well as living my life as a teenager- having an awesome dad, surrounded with brilliant friends and having a love life at last on the last part.
When i first entered Montessori, i was a clumsier, liberal minded, UP dreaming 12 year old who yearned to change and live a new life. When i left Montessori, i got what i want and i left the school as a promising, loyal and faithful Montessorian who is ready to fulfill her dreams and face the real world no matter what.
When i was in first year, i found my new classmates GT, Julien, Dean, Gewy, Inah and Miggy really nice and fun to be with. In fact, they were the complete opposite of my mean, old classmates from Cahbriba. I was like Basilio when he moved from Letran to Ateneo, like Harry Potter when he first stepped into Hogwarts. In Cahbriba, my classmates just ignore and treat me like some loser while in Montessori, it's completely different. In Montessori, they dote and look at me like a very wonderful friend. Never before in my whole academic life i was treated as an equal by my own classmates. First year was my favorite year next to fourth year because it was studded with so much happy, innocent memories. It's unusual to hear about a highschool experience filled with memories like playing with Harry Potter and Naruto toys, ala Harry Potter dueling with pencils, Harry Potter roleplaying, Harry Potter discussions, Tarot card readings from Cardcaptor Sakura Cards, mad escapes from the wedding booth, first sweet moment ever happened(during my 13th bday, Keith spoonfed me with cake-lolz) and other kinds of wicked mischief one couldn't imagine.
But in 2nd year, things slightly changed.
When i was in 2nd year, two beloved classmates left us(Gewy and Miggy). But they were replaced by Alyssa Flores and Rafael Salazar. In my sophomore year, people in Montessori began to treat me like shit because some other new students are gracing and being doted on in the whole highschool department. My best friend Gt ditched me for Julien and new freshman girl KC Lacerna. Gt became a friend who is the best among my friends but he isn't considered a best friend to me anymore. My only best friend back then was the almost mute, new classmate Rafael Salazar(whom we affectionately call "Seksi Seksi"). Like what Ate Jel described me back then, i was really a low-profile student, just like Rafa. My sophomore year was definately the lowest ebb of my highschool life, not only i was depressed about my mom's condition but i am also sad about my life in school. My classmates doesn't talk that much to me anymore, i can't cope with that hag ma'am Flor's lessons, Keith hurts me day by day, people think im so epal, im often alone and no wonder i became the cynic everyone in school knew at present. Thank God i never lost my cool or else people in Montessori would have condemned me as crazy in a bad way. I would have transferred to Academia if it weren't for Dean, Julien and Rafa becoming Tokio Hotel fans like me. Ever since they saw and heard "Monsoon" on my ipod, they couldn't stop singing it everywhere even today. Like me, they like Bill back then better than the Bill today.
But my besmirched second year life is a bit good, i had fairly good grades, a really awesome ambition(to become a doctor/psychiatrist in Germany), people still give me some dignity and i have my own little world. I had some great memories in my second year such as the field trip in Star city(in which the bus ride home was kinda funny because KC, using her super primadonna powahs, had her horror/porn movie played until T.Mavic woke up and discovered it), the sports fest in Lipa, the Filipino quiz with questions about Harry Potter(in which the questions and answers are in ENGLISH and i scored the highest) and those moments when i find myself alone is more blissful than being with friends who turned jeje/BI.
By the time i hit third year, things began to bright up but still there are other bad things. In my third year, i enjoyed a slight improvent in my grades(since sir Ian stepped in as our new math teacher- whom im thankful to have since he teaches the subject much more clearly than t.Mavic) but i was unfortunate to have a sucky social life in school. In school, i was often alone. Rafa left me for Gt, Dean hangs around with Julien and Inah with a new girl called Rizelle. Then there was a new girl called Phoebe Ansama who often nags me to change my style into hers. Worse of all, there was a mad belief among the highschoolers that Harry Potter is satanic, thanks to the pompous, very influential, tubby man we call as "sir Jhoma" who suddenly went in our school to babble about nonsense. All these made me withdraw from the affairs of the school and into a world called Potterforums.com, where i enjoyed social acceptance, where i fought off sir Jhoma's powerful, hurtful words, stand by my own beliefs and had such wonderful friends like Keith Hutchins, Matt Scotton, GinnyX, Yasmine, Jayfer and last but not the least, Audrina Kaltiz whose claims are still doubtful up to this day. I never enjoyed my third year that much... I was in my own little world until my fourth(and last) year of highschool in Montessori came.
The summer before i started my fourth year, i promised myself not to withdraw from my classmates, spend as much time with them as i can and live my fourth year life to the fullest. On my fourth year, two dear classmates left(Inah and Rafa) Monte to spend their last year of highschool somewhere else. I also expected that i'll never had any close friends from the other levels, until Jonathan and Mark Malabanan came.
It was the year in which i faced academic successes as well as living my life as a teenager- having an awesome dad, surrounded with brilliant friends and having a love life at last on the last part.
When i first entered Montessori, i was a clumsier, liberal minded, UP dreaming 12 year old who yearned to change and live a new life. When i left Montessori, i got what i want and i left the school as a promising, loyal and faithful Montessorian who is ready to fulfill her dreams and face the real world no matter what.
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.
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.
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