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wahahahah! naka-outline pa ang mga “stuff to discuss” ko! seymo jan?! tei... i haf to sound more refined... tsk. it’s all i have to offer in my humble LJ anyway. lolz. so here’s what’s been goin down... imma gonna dip it low... bring it up slow... ahahah! enjoi amp! MTV ENJOI!
“you deserve the best”
i call im early earl. itchow cute that way. well, his name’s earl. he’s into death metal. \m/ lolz. ahm. and he likes me. well there’s not much to tell; you’d prolly dismiss it as “oh yeah stop the presses. so someone likes you.” ahm well actually, it is a big deal that someone likes me; it always is a big deal for me, even if i dnt show it... [and yeah, most of the time i dnt show it] coz this is me. this is yang castillo. vice president of the sawi club. active member of the dyosas ng sawing pag-ibig. FOUNDRESS OF SRNDPTI! m known for this in mah class. shiesh. unrequited love is my forte. what more can i say?! me, who hates women who reject men. me, who thinks they’re plain outright biatches without even considering their side of the story. me, who thinks they’re ingrates and wastes of oxygen, because how dare they just throw away and discard these people, without even stopping to think about how lucky they are... FOR AT LEAST HAVING PEOPLE WHO LIKE THEM. well. thank God for earl. and for –other people-. dja know what really struck me? okay, so he had a cras on me. maybe that isn’t much of news, but he went and said that. he said THAT. and that just hit me like a sucker punch. kablam-o. wif sparks and everything. i mean...... no1’s said that to me except for my PARENTS. WHEN I WAS REALLY, REALLY YOUNG. and... damN! DOUBLE EFFING DAMN. it’s like i’ve waited so long to hear that! like i needed it sooooo friggin bad. i mean... okay, if my guy knew, he would’ve told me that... but somehow earl knew... okay, maybe he didn’t KNOW, exactly, but he said that and... they were like magic words to me or something. the friggin “alibaba” in the story of the 40 thieves. it was like “bibidy, bobbidy, boo”. it was like... OH I DON’T KNOW. hargh. pero ewan ko ba. let’s just say... there’s a certain kind of care i expect of people in a guy, particularly. there’s this certain kind of attention i need that i can’t just ask for, it has to be figured out and then administered. ngghn. how can i possibly word this...? okay, so maybe he does care. i’ll grant him that. but is that enough? to just “care”? it’s just so much easier for me... to love lyle, because he has a way with me... he can convince me of myself... he can assure me... he can apeace me... ahm, aion... i don’t get stark raving mad, i get stark raving sad, and he has the antidote to that. he worked hard at it, too. he cultured that friggin stuff day after day until he got it in a niice lil test tube and percolated it and replicated it for each day of the week... he got it just right. like baby bear’s porridge. juuuuust right.
eh pano na to: “mahal na kita”?! @@@@@@@@@@.@@@@@@@@@@
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SAPAKin kita jan e
gna sell my hs books. yup3x i am. nyahah. prang si ducky sa land b4 time.
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back. ahm, where where where was i? right-o. the books. so mom asked me to make this sorta bibliography thing. all my textbooks, classified by year level... that kind shit. then she got me to ask STC what the procedure was. so it was i.e.:
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random registar: hello good morning, STC!
yang: hello good morning po. tatanungn ko lang po kung paano po ang procedure sa pagbenta ng mga school books. ngayon po ba dadalhin jan?
random registrar: nako, hnd ngayon. sa enrollment. next week yon.
yang: dadalhin ko lang po jan sa enrollment? kayo po ang bibili?
random registrar: ah, ehm, hnd namen yan area. SAPAK ang may alam nyan.
yang: SAPAK?!
random registrar: oo. SAPAK. may isang lugar na nagbebenta at bumibili sila dun. pero sa enrollment pa yon.]
yang: ahhhh,,, SAPAK... so sila po ang may alam ng gagawin? hindi po ninyo alam ung procedure?
random registrar: hnd. bsta punta ka rito sa enrollment, tapos dalhin mo sa SAPAK.
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aios. dadalhin ko pala sa SAPAK. lolz. m still not used to *this*. wt effing ever it is. :sighs: well... ganyan tlga ang buhai. prang life. the day my mom asked me to make the bibliography, i finished it rin. well. i try to be obedient. it’s what m sposd to be, ne? at 16, ne?
btw, creole and i’ll be heading 2 skul 2m 2 c if the annual is there. un4tunately i dnt thnk it is. but i jst wna get OUT. i wna get OUT of here. i may go to jacklyn’s place. my goosh my ghulay. am i desperate or what? and i dnt even have money. ano ba yan... i have absolutely no money.
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[13 May 2004|07:47pm] |
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haay. engot tlga. dapat di ko na kasi tinitingnan mga blog ng ibang tao. hihihihihi.
so anyway, lemme dive n2 my hotdog and 3 pieces of vienna sausage while you sit there and assess my situation.
oh, yeah, i'm not talking to anyway! as diego would say, "grea~eat."
why'm i like this? oh yeah... okay so mag-aaios pa ko ng gamit mmya pagdating ni ma. tas bukas... alis? pntang skul? ganon ba?
ewan! bsta ako ma22loi! hah! kahet lang pera! hah!
why do i doubt myself so much? ...my dad said... if i dnt believe in myself, people can't believe in me either... but that's weird, because people believe in. i know they do. so why can't i believe?
"coz i'm a fuckin weakling, tha's why."
yeah. coz i'm just me. m not... supergirl. yang is just yang. after trying to make people look down on me by saying "bakit, si yang lang naman ako ah!" i'v actually gone and done it. ayan na. i'v brought myself down. GALENG! GALENG AMP...
"bakit, sino ka ba? si yang ka lang naman ah."
...oo nga... si yang lang naman ako...
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~yesterday late nyt entry. glomple it down slowly. i know i ddnt! nyahah.~
san ko ba nakuha ang ideya na gawing diary ang 1/2 lengthwise pad peyper?! nyahah. i can jst imajin how weird dt sounded wen i told dt 2 my guy on d fone jst d other day. MWEHEH. TAKE THAT WORLD OF ANGST. AY EM AGEN GRINNIN LIKE A DAMNED FOOL FOR HE HAS AGAIN CALLED. huwahahah. huwahahahahahaha. HUWHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA. :slaps herself. shut up, dr. evil...:
teeeeeei. so woot have we got on the agendum 2day?! ah yeash. lemme explain to you the various new vocabulary words i haf come up wif. but i hav ta use them in sentences 1st... i’ll make it up as we go along... hey hey,,, backtrack and FREEZE. Nine Days song yan ah!
...so we make it up, as we go along... [i will let you down...]
you don’t talk of dreams i won’t mention tomorrow
and we will make those promises that we can’t keep...
i will never leave you........
i will not let you down.......
ahah! nagjukebox mode amp. gomen!!!
“why is summer the season for breaking up?” <- possibly the most meaningful stat msg i’ve plastered on YM. well... in between “permission to faint, cap’n”, “do less in more time!”, “m-a-n-g-o. and mango was his name-o”, BIG YEAH. u thunk?! gawrsh. homn. why did i go and say that? ahm, see, it’s like this... it’s coz everyone i know hu’s together is on a friggin haywire paper shredder. :blink, blink: why did that sound like a sick psychokiller rhyme? ahahah! jolly good yang. blimey. you’re finally coming up with healthy jargon.
TANG INA NINE DAYS PA RIN?! YANG PWEDE BAAAAAA. @.@
SHIET I’VE SO MUCH TA SAY YET AGAAAAAAAIN. BAT BA KO NATATAMBAKAN NANG GANITO?! NGAYON 2LALA NA KO! TALKING OR MAKING ANY EFFORT TO TALK AT ALL IS FUTILE! nnggghh...
if i had the deniro 1 venti green tea frappuccino would do the trick. ahhh... and i would sit down,,, with my excessively expensive snack and siiiiiip [not slurp. never slurp. slurp is an eebil word. an effing evil. must be sss.....sssstttt......ooooo.....ooppppp...ped.] and take in a niice good inhale... breathe in, breathe out... and realize,,, that this is me breathing......... :guffaws: lolz. dt reminds me of ms paragas’ yellow book! the yellow book! the 1 thing i will never effing 4get from STC!!! :glomps yellow book: nyahah. “kala mo kng sino ka?! ano, PBP na lang?! walang sabi ang lolo mo sa sikret wepon ko! JARAN! walang sinasanto to noh! da great book of kahinhinan! tamo naman, kulai pa lang mahinhin na!”
eh kasi ayon sa yellow book™, “avoid the guffaw”. aww man. [laffng] yan ung mga pamaslang na 1-liner eh... [still laffing] like... “boasting is abominable” and “rice is eaten with the spoon” [mas lalo pang 2mwa]... punchenk... mauubusan tlga ako ng mga happy_diwali_mura sa yellow book na yan...[humihingal na] it’s too, too amusing... [Lord help me]
teka kukuha ako ng nakatatabang pagkaing ma-shoshove ko sa kng bibig habang nagsusulat... un momento...
haay. m22log na ko. ttyl. ja.
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[11 May 2004|06:18pm] |
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emo na pala ang nu word sa sawi? well, i always knew woot emo meant... nyahah. but i prefer the term sawi over emo any day. so here's so random "ka-emohan" from gwen. dunno hu made it, dunno who sang it, whatever, but this deserves a piece of space here. lolz. chessie, hope ya get ta see this. i know ya live for this knda shit. ^.~
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I’m broken hearted, broken hearted for you
So don’t get me started on repairs
I know what you’re gonna do
You’ll break it again
I know I can’t win
You’ll just break my heart again
You chose the words you knew would make me cry
You prolly done it to a hundred guys
I’m not cryin’, I got somethin’ in my eyes
You said you never really felt a thing
You said you didn’t like the way I sing
I’m not cryin’, but my eyes they really sting
I’m broken hearted, broken hearted for you
So don’t get me started on repairs
I know what you’re gonna do
You’ll break it again
I know I can’t win
You’ll just break my heart again
You slapped my face before you said goodbye
Called me a loser, hopin’ I would die
I’m not cryin’, I got somethin’ in my eye
You said you never really felt a thing
You said you didn’t like the way I sing
I’m not cryin’, but my eyes they really sting
I’m broken hearted, broken hearted for you
So don’t get me started on repairs
I know what you’re gonna do
You’ll break it again
I know I can’t win
You’ll just break my heart again
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pak yaw. that is some good shit right there. "I’m broken hearted, broken hearted for you So don’t get me started on repairs I know what you’re gonna do You’ll break it again" <-like this line i made 1ce: "You fix something and for what? Once you patch it, it gets cut..."
so here i am, still trying to fix my PC... wish me luck ppl. for those who don't have me on YM yet... staple_me222 ish d ID...
i'll tell u bwt the day a bit later... mwaherz.
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