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chrisfel eliza

I don't think I think enough.















Monday, February 26, 2007
weekend madness. or something.

I think, for the most part, I was just glad to have been home for some self-fattening moments: feasting on extreme amount of food in sight (gluttony?!) and sleeping when you're so full you can even breathe properly. Heck, SLEEPING. Period. (Yeah, well.)

Friday, obviously, was far from nice. xp [For reasons that can be read on the previous post.] To add to that, though, Friday night was glamorously pathetic. Haha. xp For one thing, I sat in the bus with a "blank stare ahead" while listening to sappy songs from Grey's Anatomy's soundtrack. And the bus conductor kept looking over to me like I was a pitiful soul of sort with thoughts such as a) "must've been harrassed-up bad"; b) "hala, mukhang na-rape"; or c) "naka-drugs ata" running through his head. =p Kamusta naman?! Before I left my lonely SA corner at CL4 kasi, one) someone (who may be reading this - you know who you are) flatly told me I was "weird..medyo lang" and two) my eyes pretty much swelled up with tears while I was ranting (regarding stupid puso matters) to the kuyas at ITC. (Well it's not like I had freinds whom I could run to at school at that late hour! So duh. At least the kuyas are older, more experienced, and hopefully holds greater amount of wisdom! xp) So there. Give the girl a break.

And so I was so happy when I finally got off the bus. Pilar, at last, my beloved village! Haha. Short-lived happiness as the sight of the tricycle line appeared before one harrassed-looking girl: an extremely long line that nearly reached the Alabang-Zapote (labasan) Road. Wahhh! And I thought people itched to be "outdoors" on Friday nights?! So I stood in line for a really long time, trying to fight temptation (I wanted to buy fishballs! Kwek-kwek! Balut! Deep-fried somethings on a bbq stick! Hilaw na mangga! Singkamas! Any or ALL the food lined up on the sidewalk!) The starvation diet is beginning to backfire! So I called Richie on the cell asking, "Is there food at home?" He's like, "Yeah, there's pansit. Nanay and Tatay are at a party at Tita Carol's. Wala anybody sa house." Duuuude. "Bakit, san ka?" "Topaz." So even the bros and the 'rents were having a freaking social life on a Friday night. (Ganun na ba ko ka anti-social?! WAAAHHHH!!!)

So I ate what seemed like a bucket-load of pansit and was frowning the entire time. My mom and brothers were like, "Umm, what's wrong?" And they all had one thing to say: "Is it because you don't have a boyfriend?" Punyetaaaaa. Bitok (who was a tad bit 'heartbroken' --"yung crush ko may boyfriend na") played a bunch of emo songs. And as "emo" would have it, the lyrics were fitting for the moment. Haha. So the three of us (even Richie joined in) wound up singing songs on heartaches and love kadiriness. Haha. "I'm finding my own words, my own little stage / my own epic drama, my own scripted page / I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears / Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear..." Duuuude.

Saturday was even more effed up. I was an hour (plus some minutes) late for my SEM-CDA class (9-12). And it was, well hey, MIDTERM Exam day! Hahaha. (And I thought I was over with the academic classes?!) So I pretty much bluffed my way through the exam, seated next to Bert and Marts (next to Bert) on my left. Kamusta naman, we were so noisy but Sir Lamadrid didn't seem to mind. So duh, I asked them what the answers were. I know I'm lame, but it was my only hope! Haha. They gave me really vague answers though, but when I got ideas, I knew what to write on my yellow sheet of paper and worked it from there. So, that's not entirely cheating. Haha. My mind was just seriously SABAW. Ewan, I've been really out of it lately. And I was just making all sorts of obnoxious noise in the room (like laughing like a mad woman, slapping Bert's back really hard, causing a loud noise and extreme coughing from him -LMAO- and well, sitting next to Bert and Marts entitles "ingay" --haha!). So that was SEM-CDA. Then I hung out at CL5 (sans duty!!) and killed time surfing the web until Bert came and we went to ORDEV-C together. Whattaclass! Haha. "The difference between affection and sex, class, is.."

When I came home I had this urge to cut my bangs. So I did. Haha. As in, I got the hair-cutting scissors and chopped off some of my bangs. (Pictures? Click here. xp) And yeahhh. We just took tons of pics and stuff. Just for the hell of it. Haha. Tita Joy, Cloie, and Kevin also slept over. They had a big party at Tita Bambi's at Topaz..which lasted until 4am (!!!). I think I fell asleep before 9pm Saturday night. Yep. That's the life.

Sunday was funnn. Early in the morning, while getting ready for church, Kevin and John Mark were playing and "scootering" INSIDE THE HOUSE! Hahaha. Funny. Didn't realize we had that much space indoors! xp So we went to church. Then my bros and I went to Youth ("yut" haha!) and after the youth service, Kuya Rej did a "shoot" of some of us. That was really funny. Laugh trip! xp

But my fave part from yesterday was Richie and I being vain while eating ice cream and fishballs. LMAO. Feekchurr feekchurrr!!

Anyway...duty is nearly over. Gotta get out naaaaa.

Later.