Posted on: 31st of May 2003 | Under: Artsy Pantsy
I also added an extra page with links to pictures and my oekakis. I realized that I had quite a bit of space on this domain, so I thought I’d use it up. ^_^ hehe.
Let me know what you guys think. ^_,~;;
Posted on: 30th of May 2003 | Under: Geek Talk
Oh wow, I can’t believe that I woke up early today. By half past nine, I was already out of bed. Funny because at four in the morning, I was still snuggled under my covers, reading Nicholas Sparks’ “The Notebook.” It was just something that I couldn’t put down the minute I started reading. Yeh, another one-night read. It was too good to put down. Touching, inspiring and heart-warming. A love story that makes you wish you had the same passion and love that the coupe in the novel did. Everlasting love. Sweet. Emotional. Go get a copy. ^_,~;;
I have a silly smile plastered on my face. I’ve had it since last night. Funny, but I have no idea why I’m feeling so sheepishly perky. haha. I’m just happy. Life is bliss. :)
Posted on: 26th of May 2003 | Under: Thoughts & Emotions
Do people think of you as someone who’s higly fickle? Someone who has two sides in her personality and whose interests are both the extremes of contradicting things? I think I am.
I was lying in bed earlier and realized that my personality has two sides of everything. I love the outdoors and going out. I love hanging out with friends and going out dancing, but, at the same time, I’m a homebody. I love staying home, lazing and bumming around. I’m also perceived as someone loud, bubbly and hyper. That’s highly true, but I’m also quite shy. I can sit among a group of people and remain quiet.
I’m also someone who’s very playful. Someone who loves to laugh and act silly. Someone who chooses not to worry too much about the future and take things by the day. But, a lot of times I’m also the serious type. Someone who thinks too much. Someone who’s as much of a worry wart even if she claims that she is not.
Contradicting, don’t you reckon? I guess that brings out the Gemini in me. I’m indeed someone who’s fickle and has two personalities. Sometimes it’s hard coping with such personality. I end up battling with myself deciding what I really want. But then again, it can be good because at least it balances things. ^^;;
Anyway, I went out with Steph, Jewelle and Marlon on Saturday. We haven’t seen much of eachother since summer started, so it was great hanging out with them. We just met up in school to pick up our old plates then headed off to Galleria for a Japanese lunch. We just killed time, fooling around the mall before we headed off to Cubao for Jewelle’s violin lessons. hehe. Ok, so we didn’t have to tag along with Marlon and her for her lessons, but Steph and I had nothing better to do, so yeh. ^_^ Steph and I just roamed around the department store and talked over some ice cream while waiting. ;)
We got some neoprints at Galleria too…
back: Jewelle and Marlon.
front: Steph (right) and I (left)
a semi-candid shot of the 4 of us.
(songs I’m loving right now)
* “Times Like These” -acoustic- by the Foo Fighters.
* “Half-Life” by Duncan Sheik.
* “Blinded” by Third Eye Blind.
Posted on: 21st of May 2003 | Under: Shoutous
^_,~;;
Anyway, I’ll be a little preoccupied for the next couple of days (maybe even weeks). Yep, no more bumming around for me. I’ve been given a job project by my uncle. A deisgn job, that is. Yey! This is what I’ve been asking for all summer. I guess I’ll finally be busy again! I’m way psyched! ^_,~;;
My task is to design the lobby of a function hall. I have to do the plan layout, find the perfect furniture, decide on the color scheme, see which accessories would fit the design and do a dressed-up perspective of it. I’m glad that I can finally use the things I’m learning to good use.
I’m still a little edgy and nervous about the whole thing, though. It’ll be my first “real” design job. Yeh, I’m already used to making plans and designs, but this is different. This is for real. It’s going to be a design that’ll have an actual result. I’m gonna be really buying furniture and fixing up the whole place. I’ve been given a budget and I have to work with that. Plus, I’ll be dealing with real clients and have to present to them my design. sigh. It’ll be tough, but I guess there’s a first time for everything. Besides, I know it’ll be a great experience. ^__^
So, yeh, expect less updates from me…. errr, as if I’ve been blogging much anyway. It seems as if I’ve been blogging only once a week. Oh well. ;)
Ok, I’m off to start on the designing. Wish me luck, guys! ^^;;
Posted on: 19th of May 2003 | Under: Thoughts & Emotions
Yesterday, I cried. I cried and I didn’t know the reason why. I was just snuggled under my covers, stomach flat on the bed, when tears started blinding me. My mind was completely blank, but it seemed as if I had emotions that needed to be let out. Frustrations? Loneliness? Misery? I couldn’t make it out. All I knew was that my tears were uncontrollable.
I laid there sniffing and sobbing like there was no tomorrow. The irony of it all was hearing Rhett Miller crying out, “Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life?” over and over on the radio. haha. Everything seemed like a joke. Oh, it was a joke. Nobody cries without a reason. I felt silly, senseless and stupefied.
I stood up and stared at myself in the mirror. I just wanted to laugh and slap myself silly! I looked so funny. I was all flushed. My face was as red as a tomato, my eyes were so small that I could hardly see. The worst thought of it all was that I looked like that because I cried without a reason. haha! Lame! o_O;;
I felt great afterwards. Not that I was feeling down in the first place, but I just felt better. Crying for no reason is probably the saddest thing that I’ve ever done, but I liked it. I should try it again sometime. ^_,~;; hehe.
Ahh, a miracle happened yesterday too. I cooked lunch. Yep, I COOKED! hehe. If you know me, you’ll know that I don’t cook. I bake, but I don’t cook. woooh! But, yesterday, mom got me to put on an apron to make some chicken curry. Ahh, yummy! I felt really proud afterwards. The last time I tried to cook, the whole thing tasted bland. haha. So, yeh, I was really happy with my yummylicious dish. ^__^ woohoo!
Posted on: 14th of May 2003 | Under: Thoughts & Emotions
Time flies. In about 2 and a half weeks, I oficially step off teenhood. Yes, I’m turning 20. TWENTY. o_O;;
I’m still in disbelief, actually. Time definitely flies. It almost just feels like yesterday when I was just a little girl. A girl who was such a baby and cried a lot. A girl who at 4, believed that happiness was all about barbies and pretty dolls. A girl who once got her feet stuck in mud, ankle deep, because she played tag with her neighbours, even if her mother ordered her not to. A girl who fell off and broke her bike at 7 and got an open wound on her right thigh, because, again, she was hard-headed and didn’t listen to her mom when she told her not to go out biking. A girl who in third grade, would spend break time under the school stairs with her close friends, eating bananaque and sipping a bottle of mirinda. A girl who at a young age, enjoyed travelling and seeing different places.
Then I turned into a teenager. A teenager who went through so many crushes, and puppy loves. A teenager who enjoyed jungle trekking, abseiling, swimming in the rapids, diving in puddles of mud and going on the flying fox. A teenager who was sporty and got herself into dancing, basketball, swimming, tennis, gymnastics, soccer, volleyball, taekwondo, baseball and a couple of other sports. A teenager who had strong faith in her religion and was an active youth in church. A teenager who loved to talk and was always getting in trouble in class for being so loud. A teenager who was “angelic,” but at the same time, had a “wild” side. A teenager who fell in love and realized that happiness wasn’t about barbies and pretty dolls anymore. A teenager who got hurt, failed and cried; who got frustrated, depressed and disappointed, but managed to deal each situation with optimism and was able to stand up in the end.
Ahh, I can’t believe that it’s been years since those things happened. They still seem so fresh in my mind. It’s funny how I used to think that when I finally turn 17, I’d feel all grown-up. That I’d feel all matured and act like one of those adults I used to look up to. I turned seventeen 3 years ago, but, somehow I don’t feel that much different. Yes, I guess I have matured in one way or another. My interests have somewhat changed. My outlook in life, more feasible and realistic. Yet I still feel like the little girl that I once was. The teenager that I once was. Yeh, I’m still the “angel-but-wild” person that I’ve alwayes been. The girl who can sometimes be hard-headed, still lingers in me too. ^^;; hehe. I guess some things don’t change. ^__^
Look at me now. I’m a few weeks away from becoming a real adult. I’m sure a whole box of frustrations, obstacles and responsibilities await me. I know my life ahead won’t be all smooth-sailing. But, whatever happens, something that I’ve always been will remain. That’s the belief in myself and the optimism I choose to live by. ^_,~;;
Adulthood, here I come. ;)
Posted on: 9th of May 2003 | Under: Geek Talk
I’ve always enjoyed writing. When I want to rant and let out my frustrations, I write. When I’m happy, I write. When I’m down and I feel as if I’ve been slapped in the face with the whole world’s misery, I write. When I’m floating-in-heaven-in-love, I write. Yes, I love to write and I very much believe that it’s therapeutic.
I cuddled up in bed, with my head glued to the pages of my old diary, last night. I spent hours reading through the entires I wrote, back in my craze-filled highschool days. Ahh, I was entertained by my own shallow stories about school and old crushes. ^__^
One of the great things about writing in diaries/journals is that you can look back at them years after and re-live the experiences you went through. My old diary is the greatest comedy book ever written. I swear, I laughed so much last night. Even my sister was amused at the silly things I wrote. She was on my bed earlier, reading my cheesy escapades. Her chuckling was even louder than mine! haha.
My diaries are filled with emotions left unsaid. Feelings I can’t let out or tell other people. I can actually say that my diaries know me better than anyone else. Yes. Every hurt experienced is scribbled in the pages. Things that I don’t dare tell anyone, and my deepest thoughts are only visible in my diaries.
This is my first diary ever. It’s filled with mush and pure silliness of a loud and bubbly teenager in highschool. This is my favorite cheer-up book, actually. I never get tired of laughing at how petty and shallow I was back then.
Ahh, my furry diary. I bought this the minute I saw it in the mall. hehe. It was good, ‘coz after my first diary, I stopped jotting down my daily feelings. After over 4 years of being journal/diary-free, I used this to write again. I never got to finish the pages ‘tho… It’s not even a quarter full. ^^;; hehe
My 3rd diary didn’t last long either. I started writing in it early last year. I wrote about a week’s-worth of entries then I got tired of it.
Now, that is the journal I currently scribble in. It doesn’t contain a detailed description of my daily life (I do that in my blogs- well, sorta). Instead, I jot down my inner feelings/emotions in there. When I’m really depressed and feeling lonely, that book of mine is my first confidant. The first thing I run to. ;)
Posted on: 7th of May 2003 | Under: Life & Love
I’m not feeling too well. I woke up with a terrible headache and a gush of dizziness hit me as soon as I got up. o_O;; bleh! It’s the heat, I tell you.
I did have a great time yesterday, though. Bestest and I went out after her class. She picked me up at mom’s office and we headed off to the Podium. Lunch at Penang was great. It was obvious that Bestest was craving for something that reminded her of Brunei. I was a little disappointed, though. I wanted beef rendang, but like the last time I ate in Penang, beef rendang wasn’t available again. bleh!!! x_X;; I was bummed, but the chicken curry and the hainanese chicken was still satisfying.
Right after stuffing ourselves, we headed off to Starbucks to chit chat over some coffee, hot chocolate (for Bestest) and belgian waffles, topped with caramel syrup. yum! ;) For around 4 hours, we just sat there and babbled on about different things. Mostly about the old times back in Brunei and the people we missed. Chats like the one we had always make me feel perky. I hardly get to talk about Brunei, that’s why.
There’s no doubt about it, I’m highly nostalgic. Reminiscing about the good ol’ times is my cup of tea and I love it. It’s just great hanging with Bestest ‘coz she doesn’t care if I talk about Brunei the entire time. I think a lot of people get tired of hearing me ramble on about my past. I guess that’s why I tend to keep things to myself even if all I want to do is blab about how I miss people. I guess that’s why Bestest is around. She can put up with my nostalgia very well. ^^;; hehe.
I brought my camera along, but we didn’t get to take as many photos as we initially wanted. We didn’t even get a shot of the both of us together. Neither of us were in the “snapshot” mood, I guess. Although, I still managed to take a couple of shots of Bestest fooling around….
Bestest with her glasses. hehe..
cracking up about something I can’t even remember…
just a candid shot.
Bestest’s phone. I made and sent this picture message on her birthday last year… it’s still saved in her phone. ^^;;
hehe. I took a shot of myself when I got back to mom’s office. ^_^;;;<.div>
Errr, I’m being forced to click the “add this entry” button already, so here are a few plugs before I go. ;)
Anna. 25. Filipino. Interior Designer. Living in Singapore. Optimist. Gemini. Geek. Bookworm. Frustrated dancer. Mall rat. Shopaholic. Shoe addict. Crazy over flats and flip flops. Adores pointed shoes. Bag-aholic. Travel junkie. Gym buff. 
