Rebound

Ano nga ba yang rebound? “Rebound ka lang.” Well, ibig sabihin nun ginawa ka lang niyang panakip butas. Kakabreak lang niya sa girlfriend niya tapos mahal ka na niya agad? Ano yun? MAGIC?  Takte! I just hate when people do that. Yung nag da drama sila for one week tapos pagkatapos ng ilang araw, may bago na. Biglang in a relationship na. Tapos mag po post pa ng picture sa fb at instagram. #MyBaby #iloveyou #forever #destiny #instalike #instagirlfriend #instagood #nofilter SERYOSO DRE?

Oo, brokenhearted ka kasi kakabreak niyo lang ng syota mo. Pero di naman yun sapat na rason para lokohin at gamitin ang iba diba? Para sayo, pwedeng just for fun lang. Pero dun sa taong ginawa mong rebound? Masakit yun. MASAKIT PO YUN. Wag manggamit ng ibang tao para pagselosin ex mo. Hindi naman umiikot mundo sa lovelife eh. Di ka naman mamamatay kung wala kang lovelife so please.

At kung gusto mo talagang inisin ex mo, you can show her or him how happy you are being single naman. Prove to him or her na kaya mong mabuhay na wala siya. And that you’re life’s way better without him or her. You lived a happy life bago siya dumating sa buhay mo, syempre kaya mong mabuhay kahit wala siya.  There are many ways. Wag manggamit ng iba. 

11-12-13

Now I understand why peterpan never wanted to grow up. Growing up is hard. It’s when things starts becoming complicated. When you can’t just ask your mommy for solutions. Your problems become bigger and finding the answers to these just won’t be easy. 

Teachers transform into monsters. Monsters with alien languages because you can’t understand a single word of what they’re saying. 2+2 becomes f(x)=5x⁵+10x²⁺⁵⁽⁷⁾-8x+2. Yes, math becomes sht. Sleepovers become parties. Milk becomes alcohol. Stick-o’s become real cigarettes. What used to be a game of cooking random stuff into fake food, becomes a session of smoking weed. Long dresses become mini skirts. Training bras become push up bras. Bikes become cars. Money becomes a need. Love becomes real. Tripping over becomes broken hearts. Nice girls become whores. Nice boys become jerks. Trust, hope and faith disappears. Society becomes judgemental. People come and go. We make decisions we regret. We feel a rollercoaster of random emotions. And we become the person we said we won’t be.

I wonder why we were all excited to grow up. Why we were rushing things. And why we wanted so badly to grow up fast. 

Funny Captions

I've always been a tumblr person. I reblog random meaningless nicely-edited pictures. I get fascinated by those kind of sht. And out of nowhere, this facebook page popped up. (Di ko sasabihin yung name ng page kasi MADAMOT AKO) A facebook page with those type of pictures too, but with an awesome twist. And I am more than grateful sa gumawa ng page na 'to. I believe that the one who made this is a genius. Srsly. So here, scroll down and you're in for a laugh. 

Get fcked up in a good way.

There are times when your life gets so fcked up. You get broken. And even though you want to cry , scream and eventually get  caught up in hysteria, you can’t. Cause you’re just too tired of your damn crazy life. You become so tired of fighting for what you think is right, fighting for the truth and standing up for yourself. You get so weak and feel numb all over. You can’t feel pain, anger or outrage, but instead, all you feel is weakness and lowness. No matter how much you try to distract yourself, those bullshit  and lurid details are still the ones that dominate your mind. And you reach the point wherein you feel hatred, not for the people around you but for yourself. You hate and pity yourself. For being so wimpy, so miserable,  so overly-attached. That point when you regret ignoring all the advices your friends gave you. When you got mad at them for intervering with your happiness, for judging you and how you feel, when in fact, what they wanted was only the best and only the best for you. They know you better than you know yourself. You were looking at the present, they were picturing out your future. And they don’t want that beautiful picture of your future to be screwed up by immature decisions of yours. You were blinded by different emotions. Emotions that were temporary. Well you know what? Life gets so fcked up. It always gets fcked up. Life fcks us all. But this life is given to us for a reason. It’s  because someone up there believes we deserve to. To have this life. so, when you  experience your life fcking you, enjoy it btch. Get fcked up in a good way.  Never let your life shape you. You shape your life. Be the director of your movie, not just an actor. Be the author of your story, not a character. 

Things not to do after a break-up

 Relationships unfortunately reach an end. Not all but most. Duh, we’re high school. Too young too dumb. We keep rushing things. We assume that he or she is already “THE ONE”. Aba, may pa the one the one ka na eh di mo nga ma memorize formula ng projectile motion sa physics. Ayusin mo buhay mo teh. Hahaha. Okay. So, when a relationship ends, ang daming nangyayari. Ang dami mong gustong gawin. Go, gawin mo. Pero please, here are some things NOT to do.

1.       NEVER LISTEN TO EMO SONGS.

Alam mo yun? Yung mga kantang pang brokenhearted. Shet lang. Songs like, Let Me Be The One, Before I Let You Go, Don’t Forget, I Won’t Give Up, Someday at That Should Be Me. Mga kantang title palang, nakaka buiset  na. haha. And stop raping the replay button kaka ulit ulit ng theme song niyo. Jusme.  Ang sakit sakit na nga ng nararamdaman mo tapos makikinig ka pa sa mga kantang ganyan? Then ano? Iiyak ka? Iiyak ka na may naka paslak na earphones sa tenga mo at nakatitig sa bintana? Naka drugs lang teh? Wala ka sa pelikula. Feelingera. Stop it.

2.       DO NOT DRINK AND DRINK AND DRINK TILL YOU GET WASTED-TIPSY-DRUNK.

Ikaw lang ang hiniwalayan. Huwag mandamay ng ibang tap. Take this, pag nalasing ka, ihahatid ka pa sa bahay ng kaibigan mong concerned, tapos siya pa sasagot sa lahat ng tanong ng mga magulang mo, iisipin pa nilang bad influence siya where in fact, sinundo ka lang niya at ikaw lang ang nagpakalasing. Tapos susuka ka nang susuka. Papagalitan ka ng inay at itay mo. Brokenhearted ka na nga, sasabunin ka pa. ma re-realize mo pang wala ka nang pera dahil ang dami mong nagasto sa beer. Hangover the next day. Sasakit lalo ulo mo dahil naalala mong wala ka na palang syota. Hangover. Hangover. Hay nako. Dinagdagan mo pa problema mo. Adding insult to injury. So, huwag ka nalang uminom. Bakit? Pag uminom ka ba, pagdilat mo, kayo na ulit? Hindi eh! Ano yan? Magic drink? Shabu pa!

3.       Don’t rant about your broken heart on facebook, twitter and GMs.

Oo, you have the freedom kasi account mo yan. Pero consider mo naman yang mga facebook friends at twitter followers mo. THEY DON’T GIVE A DAMN. Hindi ka naman nila hinihingan ng advice diba ? ang masaklap, pag chi chismisan ka lang nila. Promise, there’s nothing more annoying than tweets of someone who is undergoing heartbreak. Tapos ano? Pangalan mo lang makikita namin sa timeline? Pagbukas ng twitter, puro mukha mo andyan. Ano ba yan. Bahang baha na yung home page namin ng mga quotes at retweets. Heto isang daan, pang bili ng pisi tapos bigti ka para masaya lahat. Joke.

4.       DON’T SKIP MEALS

Brokenhearted ka? Ba’t di ka kakain? Ano? Kailan pa naging puso ang tiyan? Masakit na nga puso mo, dadamayin mo pa tiyan mo. Shunga lang. One way of  distracting yourself is by eating. A lot. Dedmahin mo muna diet mo. Make yourself happy. Kahit paminsan minsan lang. walgas mo pera mo sa pagkain. Punta ka sa paborito mong sosyal resto at magpakababad sa pagkain. Saya niyan.

5.       Don’t say stupid things about your “ex”

Sakit nun ah, “ex”. Haha. Doesn’t mean that you’re not together anymore, you’re already free to destroy his image and reputation. Oo, may mali siya. Pero may mali ka rin eh. May dahilan ba’t kayo nag hiwalay. Huwag mo siyang siraan. Remember, you fell for him/her. Kaya mo siya sinisiraan dahil nasasaktan ka. Eh nasasaktan din naman siya. Pinapalala mo lang dahil sa mga sinasabi mo. You’re just proving that what he/she did was right. That letting you go was a good decision. So instead na siraan mo siya, better shut up. Huwag mong gaguhin sarili mo. Bigyan niyo ng space isa’t isa. Naghiwalay lang kayo, di pa katapusan ng mundo kaya huwag kang OA.

Break ups happen. Most of us experience it. Yes, it hurts. But remember, there’s more to life than him/her. Hindi naman umiikot mundo mo sa kanya. You still have your friends, family, etc. wala naman siya sa buhay mo dati but you managed to survive. So, kaya mo rin yan ngayon. Kailangan mo lang talagang tanggapin na hindi lahat nananatili sa buhay natin. People come and go. You’re young.  Learn to let go and live life. Kung kayo, kayo talaga. But if not, wag pilitin bes.

BLOG UPDATE

It's been a long time since my last blog post. Crap. My blog's filled with maggots and flies. So what happened to me for the past five months? Well...

• I live in a bukid. BUKIDNON. Fck it.
• I celebrated my sweet 16th, ALONE. Thanks to my forever awesome friends. Thanks.
• Spent the two months of my summer reading books, watching kdrama, sleeping, eating and reviewing for an examination I wasn't able to take. Pretty fun huh
• I went to sschool on the 5th day of June thinking that it would be the opening of classes but no. They changed the schedule. Nganga. Palaw.
• I travel an hour just to get to school every fcking day.
• A van picks us up at 5 fcking thirty every fcking morning
• The van I'm riding is filled with rich kids. By rich, I mean english-speaking kind of rich.
• for the first time, GENSEC AKO. REGULAR SECTION. WELLLLLL
• I am a nerd. I do homeworks, at home. My classmates copy my answers, people ask me about math and physics shtness. Yes, I am a nerd.
• I've transferred houses twice now.
• I have braces and I wear glasses.
• I am miles and miles away from my btches
• I am unfortunately, single
• I AM NOT READY TO MINGLE SO FCK OFF

My life here's below boring. Below uninteresting. But on the brighter side, few more months from now, I'm leaving this place. Hello Davao. Hello freedom.

20th day of March 2013

  It was a wednesday. A day before our recognition day. A day before we leave  junior year and proceed  to our senior year. A day before I leave my Alma Mater. A day before I finally bid my farewell to UIC.

This day started normally, for me. It was my typical wednesday morning.  My boring wednesday. I was following my daily routine of total laziness and balderdash activities. *2fuse-taptap-eat-2fuse-eat-taptap-eat-eat*

I wasn't expecting anything indelible to happen actually. But... *insert flashback effect*

My friend Ann interrupted my hardcore game of 2fuse for she asked me to accompany her to the comfort room. We stayed there for about 10 friggin' minutes. She just stood there and adjusted her skirt for the space in her uniform shall we say, couldn't accommodate every part of her , uhm, tummy. Let me rephrase that, her skirt became tighter as a result of her time to time eating activity. And after a thousand years of waiting for her to be finished, we finally decided to go back to our classroom. As I was about to go up, my friend Aljun passed by. He was looking at me weirdly and so I asked him if he was okay. He told me he was perfectly fine and suddenly grabbed my hand. He too, asked me to accompany him. Dle sa cr ha. hahaha. He asked me to go with him for he'll buy some snacks at the school canteen. I was hesitant for I really wanted to continue playing 2fuse. I think he read what was running on my mind and so he told me he was gonna "libre" me. That word really got my attention. I eagerly went with him downstairs. But, upon reaching the ground floor (char guma ground floor), he told me he'll just drink water at the fountain instead. I was really disappointed. So I told Aljun that I'll just go back to the classroom. But, he insisted that I should stay first. I asked him why and he replied with his excuse "Last na bitaw nimo ni, bonding dapat ta." I was convinced. Few minutes later, my friend kat arrived. She was quite mad for we left without telling her where we were going. Another minute passed, Eizu too, followed us. So the five of us (Ann, Aljun, Kat, Eizu, Me) stayed there. Doing nothing. After a decade, I thought of going back to the classroom. The four of them  walked right after me. And as I was about to reach the third floor, Aljun held both my hands and Eizu covered my eyes with a blindfold. There, I knew, what was about to happen next. They led me in going up the stairs. And when they removed my blindfold, I was in our classroom. No one was around. I was on a seat placed at the very center of our room. They even played emo songs. Hahaha. I was awkwardly sitting there. Yelling lots and lots of "I Hate You's" For I really don't want emotional activities char haha. Then, a classmate of mine entered. She was coming towards me, teary eyed and smiling. My stupid and weak body gave up immediately, I burst into tears even if she hadn't even started talking yet. And then others entered the room too. All of my classmates and close friends. Each and every one of them had their goodbye and I will miss you speeches. *insert a bucket-full of tears here* After our shall we say, crying session, the boys asked me to dance with them. I felt like I was in a simple version of my very own debut. *end of flashback*

I really am grateful for having friends like them. I wasn't expecting that they'd exert effort to prepare that mini farewell program for me. I was really very happy and words aren't enough for me to thank them. I love you everybody, I WILL REALLY REALLY MISS YOU.

"See you again...Sooooon"

"Sooo, yes. Goodbye. Bye. I will miss you. See you after 10 years." 

 A "goodbye" is not just a plain and  simple word, it's a word that contains a  myriad of thoughts and emotions. A word that's difficult to utter. A word we seldom say. A word that could possibly hurt. And a word I never imagined that'll slip through my mouth. 

  Davao is my current hometown. I was born here. I grew up here. Davao heard my first cry, witnessed my first walk, smiled on my first day at preschool, became proud of me when I received my first award, helped me get through the shts of school, felt my kilig when I had my first crush, and cried with me during my first heartbreak. Leaving Davao never crossed my mind. It was never on the list of my to do's or future plans. But here I am, typing this corny-goodbye-blog. So okay, thank you Davao. Learned a real lot here. You taught me lessons I'll never forget and here, I earned and met true friends which I can also call my family.

"Ann Margaret Alpas"

Sup blog-less friend of mine. First of all, I would like to thank you for being my sister and bestfriend. Thank you for accepting my flaws, imperfections and awesome weirdness. Thank you for all those nonsense convos. Thank you for wasting your time listening to my endless shtness and total exaggeration of my life's unfortunate events.Thank you sa mga libre mo. Thank you for sticking with me even though I'm a hopeless and desperate fangirl. Thank you for introducing me to almost everything I know now. Thank you for letting me enter your life. Thank you for being there for me always.  Thank you for the effin' 9 years of epic friendship. I'll remember you by your "bayot" expression which intensely hurts me, overly OA paranoia, fear of blood and how my very cute puppy laugh annoys you. You'll forever have a room here in my petite heart. I Love You and I will miss you. 

"Katrina Teresa Coching"

 My bitchyful-amazona-blabbermouthed friend. Hi. Words aren't and won't be enough for me to thank you for teaching me on how to be a bitch strong. I meant strong. Hihi. You unintentionally taught me how to stand up using both my own feet and never ever everever let others bring me down. Because of you, I learned how to stand up for myself and make dukol every annoying mango-faced whore that gets through my way of reaching my dreams. Thank you for everything kat! Your room is beside Ann's here in my heart. I Love You and I will miss you.

"Meshane Bato-on"

Japanese-pipi friend. Mesh! Thank youuuuu. Thank you for letting me know how it feels like to have an Ate. You never failed on making me feel better everytime I have a problem. Mapa family, friends o love man. You're the type of person who has different and many groups of friends but still, you always manage to balance your time saming lahat. Everytime I ask for your help, you were more than ready to help me, or even just to sit beside me and listen to my never ending drama. Thank you for helping me understand myself even better. No, it's because of you, I found myself. I am what I am now because of you. I'm stronger and better. Thank you Mesh. I'm more than grateful for meeting you, having you as my friend, my bestfriend, my ate. I'll miss every single detail of you. Your laugh, your "Ay bilat", your smile, your grossed facial expression everytime we tease you. I'll miss your voice, I'll miss you. Mesh, I Love You and I will miss you. 

Summer Bucketlist

 I present you my list of to do's and to buy's this coming summer




1. ROUND SHADES

2. Anchor Tattoo

3. Have my hair dyed

*Unfortunately, my pretty momma won't allow me so... I'll stick to my natural hair color. FML.

4. Bake

5. Decorate my room

I was always too lazy to decorate my room because I had this "mubalhin bitaw mi" attitude. And since this year, we'll be transferring to our new house, our new home, I decided to finally exert effort and time to decorate and make my room look presentable and kasuya'an for.

6. DIY Projects

Hoping for a productive, blastful and fun summer. Ciao for now earthlings.