The time reads exactly 12:31 am. It took a while for this page to load since I'm officially a dial-upper again which means that my DSL connection has been temporarily cut-off. Temporarily because we are subscribing to the cheaper version, don't ask me what I have no idea. Actually, I should be reviewing for an oral defense tomorrow, but I grew tired of it. But since I couldn't sleep thanks to the overwhelming effect coffee has on me (read: mild seizures), I told myself it was time to get my fingers working again on a writing job. I initially wanted to write an update on the fanfic I have neglected for two months now but I felt that I wouldn't do my readers justice at the state I'm in so I decided to just tinker with an entry first. Yes. I have readers and the official count is ten. Bwahahaha!
So now what? There were two episodes of my life that I have not chronicled in this humble journal of mine. One was my 19-teenth birthday and the other one was the life-changing retreat.
1. My last teenage birthday was fine. I got eleven roses because the Ate in Dangwa swindled Rhea. Haha! It was supposed to be a dozen, but it was the first time I got more than three roses and I was very happy thank you very much.:) I think I never did look forward to being nineteen just yet. It was an age I dreaded partly because of what lay beyond it: graduation, future, uncertainty, a freaking job, board exam etc. Those are heavy words, words of which I know nothing about. It might be terribly melodramatic to put it this way but I am terrified, way beyond terrified. I have got less than three months in college and I still don't know Commerce boy's name. Nah. Just kidding. It's the responsibility that frightens me and I'll leave it at that.
2. The Caleruega trip was fantastic. Firstly, it changed my agnostic views. I am now trying to put my faith back in place. Before I just had this superior being, now I have God. NAKERS. haha! Next, I had a taste of the responsibility I was mentioning up there and it got me howling like mad. I was crying for those who didn't get the insinuation (read: Here I am assuming that someone reads my crapload.) My youngest brother, not knowing I was in Batangas, accidentally informed me of this problem we were having at home which comprised of swear word-shouting between my family members. That was the exact moment in time when I realized how I am in love with my family. I actually thought I was a love-less person because I practically existed without having boy-love for the past nineteen years and then just that simple statement from my brother got my forehead scrunching up like hell and the tears flowing from my eyes and sobs coming from some deep reservoir in my soul that I didn't know existed! I felt helpless that day. I was far from home when I was needed. It hurt like hell. Really. Not being able to help. Gahd. That hurt. I don't ever want that happening again. Things are okay now it seems, and I hope it stays that way. What else about the retreat? Aha! I got some closure with some issues, yes it definitely is closure not some new beginning-shit. Haha! Then I had terrible sinned by having this mad infatuation with a priest. Haha. Just kidding.:) But I guess Father Cortel definitely was an instrument to how I think I've changed since the retreat. I'm nicer now.
Okay, that's enough of my inner-fears-unconditional-love-closed-issue thingy. What I want you to focus on right now, (read: Again, I am assuming that someone reads my crapload), is the date in this entry's header. DECEMBER 5, 2007. Yep. It's a very meaningful date for me. It's my second-year anniversary with Dongbangshinki. Hahaha! It might sound pathetic but ya, that's just me, the passionate-boyband-loving idiot,no offense to the millions out there like me.:) Another thing important about this day is, passport day. Yes! Rhea and I would finally claim our passports because, (read: this thing was what I wanted to blog about in the first place, got sidetracked.), next week...
WE WOULD BE GOING TO BANGKOK TO WATCH DONGBANGSHINKI IN CONCERT. FINALLY. FINALLY. BWAHAHAHA! WE WILL BE MISSING OUR EXAMS ON THE 17TH BUT WHO *SWEARWORD* CARES IF I AM GOING TO FINALLY GET MY TWO YEAR OLD DREAM!!WOOT. I AM ANTICIPATING THE CRYING AND THE SWEATING AND THE SHOUTING AND ALL IN ALL JUST TO EXPERIENCE DONGBANGSHINKI.
Enough of the capslock moment. We'd be staying there, we meaning myself, Rhea, my aunt, my mother, my mother's friend and her two daughters, for just three days since it was really hard to get bookings at this time of year. There are seven of us but I assure you that only Rhea and I would be watching the concert. :)
It's 1:17 am and I just finished rereading the whole entry. I am terrible at closing my paragraphs.:) Spent more time on this than I intially allowed myself to. Still not sleepy so I'm just gonna memorize some more cholera-stuff for the revalida tomorrow.
This is the first and last time I'm gonna request this, if you actually read this post, please do leave a hi okay? That seems like a weird request but I want to know how many people visit or not visit this.:) Thank you!:) Probably just this early-early morning bug got to me.:)
What miracle happened that I decided to post an entry after 2 long months of silence? Nothing special really. I'm currently waiting for this movie to buffer and its taking an awful long time so I'm going to try and summarize the past two months.
If I had made up entries, it would have been about:
1. Our thesis being a success after months of research, a few days of work, inhaling deadly fumes, occassional bickering, sleepless nights, weight loss and 50, 000 pesos.
2. Alcohol intoxication with friends after the much-dreaded defense day.
3. Coffee prince + Grey's Anatomy's eye-blinding marathon.
4. Random 02 Jam sessions with my brother.
5. Late night chismisan with my sister.
6. Catfights at the crack of dawn.
7. 100 000 pesos = don't ask
8. Enrolling myself in what would be the last semester of a person's basic education.
Err. That's all. Maybe because I can't think of anything else except for Bangkok and trying to find a site where I can download the movie Koizora. Gah! I've been waiting for that since October.
What else? Oh! I've been wanting to express my views about a particular topic for too long a time already but I really can't construct something coherent right now. Something about friendship and the future and other emotionally draining stuff. Haha! One of these days. Maybe on my birthday. :)
Must go back to the movie now.:)
Warning: There shall be cussing, cursing and inappropriate wording in this post.
As I type this blog entry, I’m trying to forget the fucking fun fact that I now have buchi balls for cheeks. Wisdom tooth extraction must be considered a rite of passage in every freaking book in the world. It must be written in line with baptism, confirmation, communion, bar mitzvah or whatever. I am currently ice-packing my buchi ball-cheeks and biting on some gauze while typing. I have puffy Angelina Jolie-like lips which fail me whenever I try to rinse my blood-supersaturated mouth.
My mouth has been devirginized brutally, forgive the insinuation. In the four fucking hours, I have had my mouth open and I am not exaggerating that fun fact, four hands have intruded its corners, all at the same time. Steel instruments have come and gone, which in my opinion should never be used in a body orifice. One tooth had been cut in half because of its size. I initially had eight stitches but there was bleeding and so I now have nine stitches. There isn’t any pain yet because of the I-don’t-know-how-many-milliliters of anesthesia that has been injected into my poor, poor gums, but the pain would soon come and I hope my uncle gets back before that time.
Before the “surgery” started, my heart was pumping like mad. I could really feel it shaking my whole body. My lips were trembling and the two doctors were asking me if I was afraid. I honestly wasn’t. The trembling was because of the anticipation. The fear came when the two decided to talk about surgeries gone bad, about some patients fainting while the procedure was ongoing, and patients bleeding like crazy. WOW GUYS, thank you so much. Haha. How insensitive. The psychological conditioning I had for the past two weeks crumbled down in a snap.
I’m starting to feel a little pain right now, so I’m gonna go rinse my mouth with cold water. Hehe..
P.S.
Did I mention that I'm on the second day of my monthly period?:)
