A SCOOP OF SPAGHETTI

      

            I’m sick “again”, there’s a storm and it’ll be our midterm exams next week. Can life be any better? Actually, it can. I haven’t been blogging for months so you must realize how itchy my hands are for not actually writing. I have been really busy with my studies, my sister’s wedding and some matters of heart. I haven’t changed that much, still lazy but I am more responsible now. I really don’t have anything to tell, so much has happened to me that I am lazy to jot them all down. Ha-ha. I woke up quite early today. I have flu and it’s worsening. Hopefully I’ll be ok this Monday. Anyway, my 19^th birthday is fast approaching so I decided that I’ll just talk about this. It wasn’t long ago when I celebrated my 16^th birthday. I remember that time we were asked to write a poem by our English teacher and obviously I wrote something about my birthday. I can still recall some lines of it, it says…

16 years of my life has come to an end!

And I’m like a bird ready to fly,

But more years will come and all will just pass by.

            

                 19. nineteen. One- nine. Two numbers which seems extremely normal but join them both together, then it is a different matter. When you reach this age, more responsibilities will pour on to you. People around you will think different about you. You are expected to be more mature and independent. You have come to pass the age of “18”, for which I have personally considered the golden age. I will be 19 next Saturday, so what’s the big deal eh? - Nothing, really. Ha-ha. I still think I’m in high school. Still the same jolly me 6 years ago when I was in my first years in middle school. I still don’t take things seriously except for my schooling which is primarily my interest. By the way, we will be taking our MCP (Microsoft certified professional) exam at the end of this term (august) and I am quite nervous about this one. Hope me and my friends will pass (with flying colors) lol. I have gone out of track here. Ha-ha. I am just writing anything that comes into my mind. This is what I really do when boredom hits me.

            Change topic. I started the year traveling from Bicol to manila. Then me and my friends went to Zambales. Then we went to Laguna. I have come to realize that all this time, I have been traveling a lot. I have been visiting Bicol a lot of times this past few weeks but I have stayed only for weekends and then I’ll be coming back to manila again. I have stayed at Tagaytay last week, which by the way is one of the most endearing place you can ever be. Boracay was on my list this year and I sure did have a lot of fun there when we visited last may although I had an alcohol mishap which led to a new non-alcoholic me. Ha-ha. No regrets though, my sister was teasing me of going on a rehab because I was becoming alcoholic “daw” which is not true at all. I have just come to like hard drinks. Ha-ha. Well this is it for now, I need to take a bath first and then I’ll prolly watch a movie. Sorry for wasting your time dork!! Just teasing.

mood: sick but really happy. haha. gusto ko pmnta iba bansa. now na!! haha. weeeeeee.

take a shot5 days ago, I have come to realize that alcohol will do me no good. That is why I am proud to say that I will never drink again, unless someone triple dares me (haha). Just wanna show you my memorable moments wid my fave drinks. Lol. Hahahaha. Wala lang akong magawa. Hahah.!! Daym!!


yuu all goottta luv our fridge.. hahaha. (diz babies disappeared one night. lol

don’t get me wrong, im not a drunkard. bow. haha. walang magawa. lolol.XD

(hirap doktorin ng html dto sa blog.)

NOW, iii WANT TO CONFESS MY UNDYING LOVE TO MR. BRIAN LITTRELL. ALTHOUGH HE’S MARRIED, HE’S STILL MY MAN. HA-HA. I CANNOT REALLY EXPLAIN WHAT I FEEL RIGHT NOW; I HAVE LOOKED UP TO THE BACKSTREET BOYS EVER SINCE I WAS IN ELEMENTARY. I REMEMBER HOW ADDICTED WE WERE BACK THEN (MY SISTERS AND ME). THEiR SONG WERE ALWAYS PLAYED DURING OUR LEISURE TIME, EVEN PAPA KNOW THEIR SONGS IF I’M NOT MISTAKEN; THE FIRST TIME THEY WENT HERE WAS IN 1995, AND AT THAT TIME, iii HAVE NO MEANS OF WATCHING THEIR CONCERT. 2006, NEW YEAR, NEW BEGINNING, MY WAIT WAS OVER, AND AS IF LIKE A SIGN FROM ABOVE, I HAD THIS URGE TO BUY THIS TANNING MAKE-UP AT GLORIETTA. LITTLE DID I KNOW THAT THERE WAS A FLYER IN IT (BAG) ABOUT BSB’S MANILA CONCERT. AND BEING THE BSB FANATIC THAT I AM, DI NA KO NAG DALAWANG ISIP, I TOLD MY SISTER JANICE THAT I NEED TO GO TO THEIR CONCERT. (ABA- MALAKAS ANG LOOB!) AT ANG MAS MALUPET, PUMUNTA PA ANG AKING SISTER (JANE) DITO SA MANILA PARA LANG SAMAHAN AKONG MANOOD. (MIND YOU, MAS ADIK XA SA BSB. BUHAY NYA SI HOWIE DOROUGH) AND SO, NATUPAD ANG AMING WISH, BSB’S CONCERT WAS FAR MORE THAN I EXPECTED. IT WAS G-R-E-A-T !!! I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH. I CANNOT GIVE YAH THE FULL DETAILS OF WHAT HAS HAPPENED BUT I AM REALLY OVERWHELMED, IT IS AS IF I’M IN A CLOUD, FLOATING. BRIAN PRACTICALLY THREW US A KISS. WE WE’RE SO NEAR TO HIM. I LOVE HIM NA TALAGA, WALANG BIRO. HE’S BEEN THE KINDEST AMONG THEM. NGAYON, CUTEST NA RIN XA. HE-HE. I LOOOOVE YOU BRIAN. ETO MGA KUHA KO. <3

oooh.. luv em

aj mah boy, see ang lapet ko na sknya!

c aj, howie d. and mr. kevin!

cute nya tlga

c aj yang naka hat, waa..gusto ko ng tumalon ppnta sknya
shape of my heart <3 awww.

abot kamay ang langit. really!!!
haaaay.. AJ, KEVIN, NICK, HOWIE and BRIAN- - - YOU GUYS WERE NEVER GONE. .MISS GHETT

i can’t help myself. i am a nickhead. nickelodeon is my life. lol

anyway, happy new year everyone!!! it’s been a while since i visited this blog of mine. and im HERE AGAIN TO WRITE ABOUT SOMETHIN. PFT.F* BWEH.

OK I JUST FINISHED WATCHING 2 OF THE MOST MAGNIFICENT ANIMATED MOVIE EVER MADE. YEP, KINGKONG AND NARNIA BUDDY.:)

KINGKONG WAS SUPERB. I’D GIVE 120% GRADE TO THE ANIMATORS, PROGRAMMERS, & DIRECTOR OF THAT FILM. AY, YUNG CAST GALENG DIN. I CRIED IN THE END OF THE STORY. WHY DOES HE HAVE TO DIE??. HAAY. I THINK I JUST NEED A PET MONKEY. LOL.

OK, ME AND MY FRIENDS WATCHED THE CHRONICLES LAST FRIDAY AND BOY  WAS IT AWESOME (BUT NOT AS GREAT AS KINGKONG THOUGH) THE QUEEN/WITCH IS REALLY PRETTY (ANGEL GABRIEL IN CONSTANTINE) AND I WAS JEALOUS OF HER WARDROBES. AY NAKU, PANALO.

YUN LANG. SHARE KO LANG.

MOVIES TO WATCH OUT FOR:

1. KINGKONG

2. CHRONICLES OF NARNIA

3. OVER THE HEDGE

4. HAPPY FEET

5. DA VINCI CODE

6. ICE AGE 2

7. LITTLE MANHATTAN

8. SUPERMAN

9. XMEN3

(To Lolo-Dadah, on his 3^rd death anniversary…)

            I have never really asked myself if I’m ready to die nor if I want to die but I guess we really don’t have any options, we will die, someday and somehow.

             Few years ago, my “Lolo-Dadah” died. He was a man of great wisdom having been a former principal in Bicol University, being one of the founders of U.I and having countless of medals, awards, certificates of merit pinned on his wall. I truly was amazed by him. Although I am not sure of how old he was when he died (I think he was between in his 80’s and 90’s) -really old, bed ridden but can still talk. I always enjoyed Christmas when I was a kid because we would go to their house and they would give us (his “apo-apohans”) gifts, fruits and money (*yeah baby!). And he would tell us stories about our parents, about how life was back in the 70’s, about the unfussiness of their lives when they were still kids while he comfortably sits in his wheel chair. I was a kid then and it never occurred to me that one day, this man whom I call “Lolo-Dadah” will stop telling us stories, will stop giving us gifts, will stop breathing and eventually be gone-FOREVER.  And so when he died, I felt really confused and sad at the same time. On his funeral mass, one of his grandchildren (with the first wife) was asked to tell something about Lolo. He was 7 years old and he came from U.S so he was fluent and all (and he had a very cute kid accent).

            This is what I can recall about the things he said that afternoon…

            “Lolo is a great man, a true model to all us. And being a child, I have never really understood as to why God takes the special persons in our life. So until I understand God’s plan, I’ll just pretend that Lolo is sleeping and that one day he’ll gonna wake up”

            I am still like that kid; I have never really thoroughly understood why God takes away our loved ones. Although death is inevitable, I just wish that I will die before my loved ones do. I think I cannot live without my parents, even the thought of them growing old is too much for me. I would cry whenever I would see some gray hair on my father’s head or whenever I see him without his denturesL.

            Death is certain, a summation of our existence, and proof of our being human. No one really knows when it will be knocking in our doorsteps, no one will ever will. We’ll just have to prepare ourselves that someday, after all the troubles that we have gone through, after all the blissful moments, we will be standing at the end of our roads.  And when that moment comes, I will definitely see my Lolo-Dadah once again, and he will tell me stories or perhaps give me gifts and fruits(!!!) although I am not sure if he can still give me money (lol).

            Until then, keep sleeping lolo. One day you’re gonna wake up…I’m sure you will and all of us (ur apo-apohans) will be there.:)

Seriously, ate Reese has completely gone mad.

She is reviewing for her State board’s examination in Guam and every fweekin’ day she would harass me with out-of-this-world questions that my cranial capacity couldn’t handle. I mean I’m taking up computer science for your information, not medicine. Few minutes ago, just as I was busy reading some scripts she asked me this:

            Do you know why your shoulders don’t fall off your body even if you carry heavy bags/things?

            I was thinking really hard for a moment and then it suddenly hit me, how would I fweekin’ know?!! Then she laughed and we laughed together. I guess I’m mad too.

            And now instead of studying scripts, I’m blogging.

            I read one of her books the other day at the train station. Whoa. Full of **** words I can hardly recognize. I mean anterior fontanelle, posterior fontanelle, foramen ovale, carotid canal? Yikes. Good thing I’m taking up computer science. But on the other hand, my course is **** complicated too. Ever seen a script? (javascript). Have you ever made one? Do you know C++/C? Wehehehe.

- - -Alin nga ba ang mas mahirap? Be the judge.

In  our world..

                <div align="center">

<form name="one" style="line-height: 2em;">

<label>File Name: <input type="text" style="width:20%;" name="file"></label><br>

<label>Width: <input type="text" style="width:5%;" name="wsize"></label>   

<label>Height: <input type="text" style="width:5%;" name="hsize"></label><br>

<button style="width:10%;" onclick="var win = window.open(document.one.file.value,”,’width=’ + document.one.wsize.value + ‘height=’ + document.one.hsize.value)">Resize</button>

</form>

</div>

You have to figure out this script with your professor just teaching you the basics in scripting.

            My sister’s world…

                tibialis anterior shaft of tibia and interosseous membrane medial cuneiform & base of first metatarsal deep peroneal nerve  extends the foot; inverts foot at subtalar and transverse tarsal joints; supports medial longitudinal arch.

            She memorizes this. (wala pa ‘to sa mini-memorize nya)

            I always ask my friends and my sisters which for them is the easiest course and they all have similar answer. H.R.M.

            But if you really want to earn money you have to go through these things. And as for me, I am so into computers. (I am greatly astounded by the powers of computer) Murahahaha* (at biglang naging evil si ghett). Waaaah. At si ate naman, masyado siyang interesado sa katawan ng tao. Halimbawa parte ng kuko mo, pwet mo at kili-kili mo. Interesante naman talaga dibah?. Hehe.

            Ok ok, I have to return to my scripts.

            Before I forgot, the answer to my sister’s question (Do you know why your shoulders/arms don’t fall off your body even if you carry heavy bags/things?)

                                   is…

CORACOHUMERAL LIGAMENT

-supports the hanging arm, prevents inferior dislocation of humerus.

            Now tell me, how the hell would I suppose to know that? My sister still thinks I’m a genius. How presumptuous. I better tell her the truth soon….

…that I’m just intelligent and not genius. Murahahaha*

pero in fairness alam ko ang humerus.oha!

            Pink doll shoes, cute Capri pants, white top, pink bag, and a touch of make-up- indeed I had stepped out of my cocoon and have become a real girl (or have I really?). I never expected that when I step into my college years, people would be interested in my “availability” (in a matter of speaking). Real girl ka na nga eh, legal na raw.

            Many times I have been asked on how many boyfriends I have had relationship with. And when I’ll tell them that my parents are strict (much more are my sisters!) so I had none they would cut me off and would tell me “Sus, uso pa ba yan? Probinsyana ka noh?” And I will tell them - - - “Oo, uso pa to! At least sa amin di uso ang mabuntis noh!” (hindi nga ba?? Hmm..)

            They wouldn’t really believe that there are still girls out there who follow their parents “thou-shall-not-have-a-boyfriend-until-I-tell-you-so” rule. (And much more if you are (*ehem), a bit cute) and all the while, they wouldn’t believe you and would just presume that you’re one naughty liar. I have learned from this, and had so many experience of this scenario that whenever someone would ask me - -“Naka ilang syota ka na?” my reply would be - -“Madami na! (Wala nga ako maalaala)” and they would ask “so, you have a boyfriend right now?” sasabihin ko- -“Oo, so hindi na pwede, friends na lang tayo ha” and that would shut them up.

            Is it really the mentality of teenagers nowadays? (I-outcast ba ang sarili? hehe) ..dapat padamihan ng syota, paastigan ng mga naka-relasyon at ang pinaka importante - - -“dapat may special someone ka”.

            Eh paano kung wala?, paano kung ayaw ko pa? ,paano kung may mga mas importante pang bagay bukod dyan? Paano kung di pa talaga pwede? Will that put me a step lower than your level? Hell no! It’s just a matter of choice kung baga.

            Being single has its advantages too. 1. You can have as many suitors as you want (as long as they can wait until you can graduate in college-para skin to’). 2. You can have a crush on every cute guy in your school. Ah yes, you can be a coquettish creature indeed. (punyemas! dalawang dahilan lang naisip ko.hehe)

            Ok I admit, there had been a couple of times that I was sure I was going to say “yes” to a relationship, but then again I would think, what would be the effect on me?             Magiging mas masaya ba ko dahil may syota na ako? 

            Pag may syota ba ko maipapasa ko lahat ng subjects ko?

            Matutuwa kaya parents ko? (hindi!)

            Or maybe, that someone whom I could have had relationship with is just not “all-that” to me, he is just isn’t “it” (The “It”, Mr. Gooey, Mr. Hearty). Baka hindi ko lang talaga trip. O baka takot lang talaga ako.O baka naman…wala lang. (Mabubuhay kaya ako sa baka? - - -oo naman! Nyahaha)

            So until my father breaks the “thou-shall-not-have-a-boyfriend-until-I-told-you-so” rule, I’ll remain single (asus!). So no matter how many Adonis, Larry(s), J-van(s), Michael(s), John(s), Jay(s), Patrick(s) …… come my way, my hypothalamus must (in a full force order) restrain its feelings. Pin it down baby. Be Patient, there is always a right time for that.

     

Sana

nga lang makayanan ko pa. Nasa red alert hypothalamus ko ngayon. Wehehehe.

            - - -

Pag-uwi ko sa Bicol, magluluto ako ng corned beef (gaya nung sa tv bah!), paaamuyin ko sa papa ko ang sarap ng amoy ng delata, at baka sakali (kagaya ng sa commercial) pag tinanong ko siya ng…

         Ako: Papa, pwede na ba akong mag-boyfriend?

            Papa: (habang inaamoy ang corned beef) SUUUURRRREEEE….

(And while I was writing this, a tune was playing in my head…)

Mangarap ka, mangarap ka…
Dinggin ang tawag ng iyong dugo…
-After Image-

            I was already comfortably lying in my bed and just waiting for “Hey Arnold” and “As told by Ginger” (my sleeping therapy) to air in Nickelodeon when my hands itched and suddenly found its way pressing channel 8. Ah yes, Abs-Cbn.(Thursday night, Maalaala was airing of course) It was a story between two sisters who were fighting over one man.

           Through the course of the story I abruptly said, as I witnessed the “dramatic part of the story”..

            Ghett: Hayup man na tarantanda! Patal na tugang na hanep! Waah.

            Ay punyemas! Nagkasala pa ako dahil lang sa panonood. Buti na lang at di ako na high-blood (hehe). I can hear a part of me saying, “ang puso, ang puso..calm down”

            Lesson learned: Don’t ever watch this kind of dramatic stories where you know that you’ll just end up cursing the characters of the story.

(At talagang binuksan ko pa ang pc para lang isulat ito! Pambihira.)

            uhm.wait.uhm ay syet! I forgot, sooner or later, my sister is going to read this and I can almost predict what she’s going to tell me.

            Ate dearest: Alisin mo yang blog post na yan, kelangan ka bang magmura ha? Ganyan ba tinuturo ngayon sa AMA?

            Uhm ate dearest, freedom of speech po.

- - -

            Your freedom ends where the freedom of others begins.

Ok ok,

mali

na ko. Sorry. (And while posting this, the author was praying 3 “Our Fathers” and 1 Hail Mary.)

                                                                                                            Amen to that.

Sabi na nga ba, dapat natulog na lang ako eh.

Willie: Ano trabaho mo hijo?

Bata: Nangangalkal po ng basura sa payatas.

Willie: Ano trabaho ng magulang mo?

Bata: Wala po.

Willie: Ibig sbihin ikaw ang bumubuhay sa pamilya mo?

Bata: Opo.

Willie: Ilan kayong magkakapatid?

Bata: Dalawa po.

Willie: Ilang taong gulang na kapatid mo?

Bata: Patay na po. (sabay pahid ng luha)

Willie: Bakit anong nangyari sa kapatid mo?

Bata: Nagkasakit po, pero wala kaming pambili ng gamot, 3years old po

sana

siya. (pahid ng luha)

As I was watching the Wowowee show the other day, I couldn’t help crying seeing these street children tell their stories on national television. It pains me dearly hearing how excruciating their life seems to be and being able to experience it at a very young age.

Just imagine…

            You are 5 years old, your parents doesn’t have any job, and you painstakingly dig your young hands to other people’s trash wishing and hoping with all your might that maybe, just maybe, someone has thrown something which can be of use to you. At the end of the day, you’ll earn 20 pesos (50 when you are really lucky), you’ll go to your house (if you can call it as such having just “yeros” and “sako” as your walls and rooftopL) and your parents will get what you earned and buy 1 can of sardines(tuyo’, gulay, etc.) and rice for the family. After which, you’ll have to say, just as you are about to enter shut-eye town, that life indeed has been cruel to you.

….. (at nabaling c ghett sa isang banda)

            My sister parked her car in front of Westin hotel (nagtatanong ng magandang place para sa isang romantic dinner) while I was left in the car park staring with great bewilderment, a group of aristocrats wearing formal dresses (mga pang prom ba, nyahaha lakas!) bidding farewell to each other. I believed that they just had their “usual family dinner” in their favorite hotel-Westin (uhm!). I saw a girl, perhaps at the same age as mine, waiting for her “sundo” and then I saw it, a brand new white Chevrolet (halatang bago, promise). Just as I was busy looking at these people, I noticed a girl who seemed to be 6-7 years old clutching a big doll. She was so pretty that is why she had caught my attention. I thought she was lost but then I again, she seemed calm (kaya naman pala…) following her were her three maids (yaya’), pushing three wardrobe holders (lalagyanan ng damit ng models…wehehe) all of which were hers! Such a filthy rich kid, I can sense her every move telling me that “I’m-worth-a-billion-kid”, and I was sure I saw some money growing out of her hair.

            After seeing this, sadness was drowning me. I could have died right there and then (hehe), thanks to my sister who finally went back to the car. Don’t get me wrong, I was far from being jealous (promise) but the thought of having these people, living in luxury, having their usual family dinner in a prestigious hotel, seeing that well heeled kid makes me feel really sad knowing that somewhere out there, a kid in his 5 years of living, is crying his way to sleep having an empty stomach, knowing that a 3-year old baby just died because his parents don’t have any money to buy him his medicine, and knowing that someone is dying of hunger out there.

            

I couldn’t quite understand how these people manage to be happy knowing that the less fortunate ones could very well need their help. If they can just throw their old Mango tops, Burberry jackets, their old Girbaud shoes or perhaps just try to be helpful, a life may be saved.(pero madami rin akong alam na mga taong tumutulong sa kapwa nya, astig!)

Pilipinas talaga oh, makikita mo ang mga pinakamayayaman at mga pinaka mahihirap. Nandyan si Juan, sumisimbolo sa tipikal na Pilipino at andyan naman c Thomas ang aristokrato.

….

2 kids were asked what they would do if they were given a single bread. (pandesal lang ha)

Rich kid (taga

makati

): I will go home and I will ask my mommy if we have peanut butter or if we have ham and eggs in the fridge.

Less fortunate kid (taga payatas raw): Uuwi po ako sa bahay at hahatiin ko ang tinapay sa apat para makakain rin yung kapatid ko at yung mga magulang ko.

pero mas malala sagot ko..tinanong kc ako ng ate ko about this eh..tini test nya ako..

AKO: uhm, ifi-feed ko sa aso yung tinapay.
(nyahaha.mas brutal pa pala ako. at least animal lover ako dibah? hehe)

*sigh

Where is Juan right now? He has gone astray. He feels alone. He is troubled and is nearing his end

Ghett is a wannabe journalist who writes about almost everything. She is dependent to her sisters/family (*ehem), to her computer, to her camera and most specially her mirror. She barely does house chores for she believes that her hands are only meant for the keyboard alone. She can sit in front of the computer the whole day without eating by just designing her website (which by the way is not really hers) and reading java scripts which later on she’ll have trouble editing. She rarely eats rice, yet she stays healthy. She wants to prove that sprite is the real universal solvent and not water. She also believes that she has a minuscule talent in dancing (although the only dance step she can ever recall is grinding). She can also sing (which, by the way, has been proven in a lot of video singko’s sa mga kanto sa manila). She also plays the guitar but she never does learn how to tune it. She is her sister’s number one offender (ehem*) BUT she is the most caring and the sweetest among the Salcedo clan (that is, according to her). She has also acquired her sister’s sleeping habit, which is, she’s asleep by day and awake by night that is why you’ll catch her sleeping in her school’s canteen. She eats, she blogs, and she studies. And so yes, you’re right, GHETT is a robot, a pretty robot that is.:)

yesterday, aug.07,o5′ sunday-we watched a play @ cpp entitled "romeo loves dew-liett" (idunno if my splln is ryt but hu carez?.) it was one of the best plays i have ever seen. filipinos are really creative and funny! u should watch it guyzz. it was quite a naughty play, erotic in some way but still it managed to get a positive and "wholesome" feedback.(considering that the majority of the audience were *ehem** still young.) sobrang nkktwa tlga. there was this moment na dpat kaawaan mo yng bida kc namatayan cya ng insan..pero magmura ba naman? haha.so funny talaga.2 thumbs-up.

                                                      BLANKO

Lift up your hands to _____.

(ans:God)   

pero sabi nung isa..

Lift up your hands…TO..GIDURR.(tu-gi-durrr)

san ka pa??.yan ang astig.