Busier by the minute.

Since Holy Week, I have been so busy with a bunch of stuff. From vacation plans to birthday plans. Why? Klaud's birthday is in two weeks! Since its his first birthday, I have been canvassing and brainstorming for an awesome party at a cheap cost. (I cant afford an expensive party yet. Lol) Anyways, I'm currently making Klaud's tarp design and invitations, cause I have to send them out by this coming week.

I'm done! Now, I have to have them printed out at SMF by Saturday, so that next week, I'll be busy about the food and chairs and tables na lang :)

Rushing

Since Wednesday, my dad and I have been planning to go out and finalize the stuff we needed for my party on the 16th. But everyday, something comes up, and we end up not seeing each other.

Wednesday- Lola needed me to come with her to the doctor, and I had my medical exam for my admission to Miriam College this June, which I need to pass by the first week of May, together with some other credentials.

Thursday- He had a coverage somewhere, and it took him hours before he got out of there. So we didn't bother going out anymore.

Friday- He was supposed to pick us up at 11am. Then he called and said he needed to work late, and he'll get us at 5pm. 5pm seems to be a little too late already, so we told him that we'll meet him tomorrow before my party.

So magulo, right? And we havent had the tarpaulin design finalized yet. How cool is that. And tomorrow's the party already.

Rushing never seemed to be so fun before. I used to do projects, assignments and practically everything on rush. But this time, its just getting so stressful. Its different, eh. Not like how I used to rush stuff before. Like its all brand new.

Anyways, I gotta run off now. I'll be getting a haircut and a mani-pedi for tomorrow. Byeee~!

New blog.

Since all posts here should be confidential, I thought of making a public blog... Since I really love blogging. :3

* 23134243223423125434 minutes later*

Tadaaaaa! I made my public blog!! Its at http://aieyeyeah.blogspot.com, you can visit it there.. If you want to. But Im telling you, all the great stuff are here. Nyehe.

Im still looking for settings on how to make this blog very private though.

18th

Tomorrow's my 18th birthday! :) I'm supposed to be happy, but I'm not. Every single birthday I've had since I was born, I was with my mom. ALWAYS. There was not a year we weren't together. In 18 years, tomorrow is the first. She's in the hospital. Got admitted for a serious throat infection. Doctors say she'll be there for about 5-7 days, which includes my birthday, which is tomorrow. Sucks bigtime. I miss her already. I wish somehow I could spend the WHOLE day with her, but I cant.

She's currently staying at a semi-private room, which is for 2 patients. They dont let kids in. Yanna & Klaud wont be able to go in, or even near the room. I'll wake up early tomorrow, cook food, then bring Mommy some. I'll also buy her ice cream, cause she was told to be on a cold & soft diet. The nurse even told me that she can eat all the ice cream she wants. Lol. Anyways, its so depressing. I never expected this would happen, and worse, on my birthday.

Well, one of the things I want to do on my birthday onwards, is be positive. Meaning, I should make the best out of everything that happens. After all, God won't put us through anything we can't survive through.

Advanced Happy 18th Birthday to Me! :)

Excitement and waiting

Its the end of the schoolyear for everyone! :) In a few months, it'll be the start of a new one again, and this time, I'll be going too. And it gets me super excited, cause I'll be going to the school where my bestfriends go to, and its our dream. Lol. The whole year I spent in UST, I kept on wishing, "Sana nasa MC na lang ako.. Sana nasa MC na lang ako", and now it may be possible!!!! :)

I dont wanna get TOO excited though. Cause I haven't enrolled yet, and my parents had a fight, and who knows what will happen next :| I'm waiting, the longest wait I have ever done my life yet. Hahaha. This time, I'm sure I'll make it. WITHOUT MAKING THE SAME MISTAKES AGAIN. I'll do the right stuff, and be the best I can be. To show my mom that she's not wrong for sending me back to school, and that I am worth it. :>

Stiff neck, weird weather & books.

MY NECK IS STIFF AND PAINFUL.

I dont know why though. I always sleep in the same position, the same place, with the same pillows. But today, when I woke up, my neck was extremely sore. I don't know what to do about it, since I haven't gotten a stiff neck since birth. Lol. I cant do stuff normally. I asked Mico to come over and help me. He's almost.... Gonna take a bath. Then he's coming here already. Its a good thing he lives about 30mins away. One call or text, he's up and out. I really need help today. I don't know when the pain's gonna subside. I tried putting on ointments, menthol rubs, patches and stuff. I even made my mom twist my head earlier. But I think that did no good, since I am still in pain.

Anyways... Today's March 4th. Start of the three-day-weekend sale. I can't come today cause nobody else is in the house, only me, my sister & Klaud. And to top that, I don't have cash left. Hahaha. Been splurging on pizza the whole week, I forgot that this weekend was the sale weekend. Now I feel so bad. :(

PIZZA WOULD MAKE ME FEEL BETTER!!

Potato chips, chocolate milk and the Oscars.

I was watching the Oscars earlier. It sorta just ended though. Haha! Anyways, I am just so bored today, I dont know what to do anymore. I feel like I've done everything I could, but I'm still bored. Hahaha!

Handy Manny

Klaud loves watching cartoons in the morning. Everyday, when we wake up, I turn the TV on, and to Playhouse Disney. :) He watches toons from Special Agent Oso to Dibo the Gift Dragon. Lol. Tunes are so catchy, I find myself singing every now and then. Hahaha!

Today's Mico's last day at work. Tomorrow's EDSA Day, a National Holiday. :) So he's coming over.

Yesterday, my friend had treated me pizza. Well, almost every afternoon, we go out for pizza. Lol. I got tired of eating Barbeque, and Isaw and Shawarma (things found around our area.). We thought we'd try the pizzas here. So far, so good! Today, I'm thinking of another food to try out, I just don't know what. If nothing comes to mind, I'll stick to Pizza for the rest of the weekend. Haha.

Another friend asked me if I would go out for lunch & coffee with him. I just met him recently. I said no, not because I have a boyfriend, but because Mom said no. Its not flirting. Its not two-timing. I am not in a relationship with him, I'm just going out with him for coffee. Having a boyfriend & a baby doesn't mean I should cut my connection with my friends, whether old or new, right? And if nothing is gonna happen that people more than friends do, I shouldn't be worried or anything. :)

I'm planning to write a story. I just don't know how, or why. Haha!

Mico's taking a test at TUP Manila. Cause tuition fee's gonna cost him only 2500/semester. Big big saving. :) I'm coming with him there though :D

A note from Kat Tamondong, a student in UST.

Katrina Tamondong, Robbed & Harassed along UST. Please take time to read her story. I'm reposting this cause I was once a Thomasian, and I used to feel safe along UST's perimeter. Not anymore.

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I've always read about accounts of people I didn't know about their own experiences of Modus Operandi. I didn't know whether to believe them or not, because these were just forwarded e-mails--I didn't know the victims personally. I certainly never thought I would soon write an account of my own. I am writing this to warn others about the danger surrounding our second home.

My name is Katrina Tamondong, and I am a student at the University of Santo Tomas, Faculty of Arts and Letters. I had been held up around various places (Pureza, Legarda, Lacson, Cubao, etc.) eight times before, but this is the first incident that the perpetrators actually hurt me physically. It was at midnight on the 17th of February when this happened, along Laon Laan, directly in between the streets of Rosarito and Asturias.

I'd always prided myself on knowing my way around the area, because I'd stayed in a dormitory for two years. I'd walked to my friends' dorm at Navarra several times without incident. Which is why right after my policital party meeting at Heaven's Touch Asturias, I left the place alone to visit my friends at Navarra. I had my small black sling bag/pouch bag with me, my cellphone in my pocket, and a small paper bag containing my school papers, an iPod, and my school ID.

I'd just reached the sidewalk at Laon Laan (in between Asturias and Rosarito), and there were three men there. Two of them were just hanging out on the sidewalk, and the other was leaning against his motorcycle nearer to me. I didn't think that the three of them were together. None of them were in any way scary on sight. In fact, the man on the motorcycle had a kind face. And the two others seemed engrossed in a joke. They were dressed decently, one in a black jacket, another in a yellow shirt, and the motorcycle guy in a white shirt. They weren't madungis or menacing in any way. Or so I thought. About three feet away from the two guys, the one in yellow started walking toward me and said in a low voice "Hold-up to." I was frozen for two seconds because I didn't know whether it was a joke or whatever. When I came to my senses, I immediately screamed for help. Instinctively, I turned to the audience nearest me: the guy on the motorcycle. He just smiled sympathetically but he did nothing. That's when it hit me that he was a part of it. I ran back toward Asturias where my friends were, but the two guys immediately caught me before I'd made it. I held on to my bag, confident that it would buy time. I kept screaming for help, and there were a few people on the end of Asturias waiting for their jeep. I thought someone would come to my aid because there were some people who looked at us. And one of them was wearing an AB uniform, a girl with a guy beside her. But I'd been screaming for almost a minute and nobody helped out or even yelled for help for me. The two guys scratched whatever part of me they could reach, and the left-shoulder part of my shirt was ripped wide open. The guy to my left even kicked me, and they hit my head to the pavement twice. They were brutal for guys without weapons. As soon as I'd let go of my purse, they ran toward the direction of the motorcycle, but I couldn't come after them or run for help or watch exactly where they went because I was in shock and as soon as they got the purse, they pushed me to the ground. The sad part was, I was still screaming and going hysterical, lying there with my shirt ripped, my arms bruised, my neck and face all scratched up, my head throbbing, and my upper lip swollen and cut. But nobody came to help out, even though the bystanders were still looking at me and the predators had already disappeared. So I stood up and held the ripped part of my shirt closed, running as fast as I could back to my friends in Asturias, even forgetting to be embarrassed about running around looking the way I did (every bit a victim of harassment). As I passed the bystanders, one guy asked me (with absolutely no sympathy or emotion) "Ay, nahold-up ka?"

It was such a scary experience, more so because none of them (the bad guys) looked threatening in any way, and the one on the motorcycle actually seemed familiar, like his was a face I passed everyday, like a regular tambay or something. When I'd gotten back to Heaven's Touch, my friends helped me calm down somewhat, and I heard that I'm the third in our barkada to be a victim: two others were also students of AB. But they were both just snatching incidents, mine was the first that the men actually hurt the victim. Thank God they had no weapons.

Later, I recounted the story to my sisters and my dad. They were more bothered about the harassment than the robbery. As I told them the story in more detail, where the men touched and ripped my shirt and pulled my jeans, my sister was concerned that it was attempted rape (or assault) as well, and that they only stopped not because they already had the purse but because I was putting up a fight and screaming--they might've been afraid that somebody would come as they were attracted to the noise I was making.

What saddens me about this is that while it's not an isolated incident, nothing is being done about it, especially since it's the students of the University that are being targeted. Also. to the bystanders who just watched but did nothing. I could understand if you were afraid or something, but you didn't have to come closer, you could just have yelled for help, too. And it is especially infuriating that one was a student of my own college, and she did nothing about it.

Today I will be filing a police report, since I've calmed down. I ask any of the witnesses to come forward and send me a message. My family and I would like to catch these criminals, not just for me, but so they won't do it to another student again. This note is available to everyone, feel free to share it. I hope that if you were there, you would have the guts to do what you didn't last night--help out. Who knows, the next vicitm might be a friend of yours, or YOU.

I pray that this won't happen ever again. Thomasians, let's help each other. Let's do something about this.

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By the way, my sisters and several friends reposted this. I saw one reply that made me stop and think if whether or not I was a "hold-up magnet" because this has happened several times to me already. But I don't think so, because I don't even wear flashy stuff or jewelry or dress to kill, nothing that would make robbers think I'm worth robbing. Because believe me, I'm not. I'm not rich, and I'm not stupid, thank you very much. :)

Unfinished.

I've been wanting to blog for so long already. I mean, I do, but I forget what I was thinking of writing, and then I end up cancelling the whole thing.... ALWAYS!!

Now, I'll make it quick, so I wont forget. No looking at other sites, no texting for a while, and no tab switching. Haha!

I AM SO TIRED. In fact, havent been this tired for so long, I feel like Im coming down with a fever.

Last night, I was checking my Planner. I havent touched it for some 2 or 3 days. I suddenly remembered and opened. As I was scanning through the pages, looking for February 19th, I saw tons of notes I wrote before. When I got to the page I was looking for, it contained February 17, 18, 19 and 20. I was writing about what I did and was planning to do for 19th, then I saw at the corner of my eye, something written in green ink right beside the number 20. It read... PUPCET: Be there before 8:30am! I panicked. Everyone was sleeping, though. And I didnt want to bother anyone, so I started scanning through the notes I had for my previous exams, and prepped up the things I was gonna bring. Abou

t 20 minutes after I discovered that I was due for examination, I woke my grandma up and told her.

Anyway. I took the test today, and it was easy. Easier than MC's, I can say. I woke up so early, I fell asleep on the way there and almost passed by the place I was going. Good thing someone went down, and made me realize I was supposed to get off there too.

The line was SO long. Like waiting in line for a concert. But the test went for some 2 hours only. After, I went to Gateway, ate lunch.... ALONE. This has never happened to me ever. Today was the first. And then I strolled around, looking for something to do, and finally went home. I rode a cab, because I was scared to go on a bus alone. I never did, after UST.

I'll be off to church in a while. :) I'll rest for now, since Klaud's also asleep. :D

Valentines what?

Tomorrow's V-Day. And as I said. I hate it. I'm not even single to hate it. I just hate the thought of people getting extra mushy cause of the occasion.

Anywayyssss. Today's Sunday, and I'm here at my dad's house. Its a weekly thing, we gather here for lunch, but today's for Valentines. Haha! Everybody left at around 3pm. We're still here though. I cant sleep, although I want to, and I need to. :|

Valentines, Shmalentines

Hearts' day. Valentines' Day. Whatever. I hate it.

Park

<-- (c) Cyberlink YouCam / 3:18PM

I've been going out to the park every afternoon since last week. Klaud seems to love being there, too. :) Besides getting fresh air, we get away from all the ruckus here at home.

Anyways, I recently set up Klaud's crib here at my grandma's room. He's learning to stand up and walk bit by bit there already. :) And I didn't put it up there just because of that, I put it up because I needed extra space for all of Klaud's stuffed animals and pillows (he has too many of them already!! hahaha!).

We're currently watching Tarzan on Disney Channel, I'm sitting on the bed, blogging. And Klaud's standing on his crib, with support of course (he's holding onto the edges of his crib), and he's babbling. I don't know where he learned to do that, but he has been doing it lately. He babbles all the time. Most of the time I just laugh at him. Lol. Bad momma.

We're about to head off for the park in a bit, though. :) Will probably feed him first, then we'll go.

* I JUST REMEMBERED. I keep on forgetting to upload Klaud's recent photos! Daaang. Will upload soon. I'll post some here, too! :D

Angels and Demons

I'm currently LSS'ed on Angels & Demons by Dishwalla.

Anyway, yesterday was February 6th. Our 35th month together. But somehow, things weren't the same. I guess things will never be the same, ever.

Nobody greeted anybody til 10pm. Its not really such a big deal, but greeting would at least remind me that he still cares, right? Cause since Klaud was born and he started working, he never had enough time for me anymore. I know he's busy for us and all, but a little time together won't hurt.

HBD Papaloves

Haha! I remember I used to call Mico papaloves. Although I cant remember why. Hahaha. Anyway, I threw Mico a surprise party last Feb 1. :) Almost all our friends were there, we ate, drank & talk all night long. Unfortunately, I was down before 11pm. Lol. Curse you Super Mario!! Hahaha.

<-- One & only birthday photo with me. And we look so happy, I love it <3

Anyway, I've never seen him so happy in years. He was smiling all night, and busy accommodating people there that night. Seeing him happy makes me happier. Really happier. Since Tuesday night, he has been texting me most of the time already, answering my calls and stuff. I like it. :) I like making him smile. Cause he's been so into his work for us. I thought, its about time he had some real fun, without worries. That's how much I love him, I guess.

Been bringing Klaud everywhere. Lol. Will be at the mall later, cause Lolo Boy's coming here, and my grandma's taking him out for lunch. Eh, me naman, I just want to go out. Haha!

Haaaay. I'm so happy. Really, really happy. I hope this doesn't end. Yet. :D

Boy bands and heart palpitations

Heart Palpitations

Palpitations are heartbeat sensations that feel like your heart is pounding or racing. You may simply have an unpleasant awareness of your own heartbeat, or may feel skipped or stopped beats. The heart's rhythm may be normal or abnormal. Palpitations can be felt in your chest, throat, or neck. (source: http://www.nlm.nih.gov)

Why did I just write that in? Because earlier this afternoon, I panicked because my mom suddenly had a palpitation. What's creepy is, she wasn't doing anything besides sitting in front of the computer, watching some videos on YouTube. Her pulse was at 174, and because its a big number, I'm pretty sure that ain't normal at all. I'm not scared of the palpitation, I'm scared cause everything gets tired. And when a person's heart is beating too fast, it has the tendency to be tired, and stop. That's the main cause of heart attacks. And I'm also scared cause my grandpa (my mom's dad), died of a heart attack, back when I was 5 months old. And I couldn't barely imagine losing my mom. Besides Mico, Klaud & Yanna, she's everything I have. Actually, scratch off the

three, she is everything. Losing her would be like winning in the lottery, and getting robbed all in the same day. Its like suicide. Cause my whole life, I've been so close to her, and I don't know what my life would be without her. I consult her about anything and everything, and I tell her everything. ITS JUST SO SCARY.

The photo is irrelevant. I just wanted to post it :D

Now, this has nothing to do with palpitations and my family.

I just dont know what people see in Korean Bands. (K-Pop, SNSD, 2ne1, etc)

I DONT GET IT. You sing their songs cause they have catchy tunes. You sing it like you know all the words. Well, try and translate them in English, lets see if they still sound good. It just annoys me that A LOT of people like them.

* Whew. Been wanting to get that off my chest for days. Haha!

Bazinga!

~ Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.. Yaaaaa!~

Still LOL-ing on my own about the photo. Haha!

Mico's birthday is coming up. I'm planning to surprise him. Will buy a cake, and make spaghetti for him. :) Then spend some more for beer & such. I want his birthday to be awesome, even in the simplest way. I already informed our friends, cause I want it to be a secret, well until Tuesday, of course. :D

OMG I JUST WENT HUNTING FOR A FLYING ROACH INSIDE MY ROOM :S

Okay, back to topic. My friends suggested that I do the food, and they do the drinks. So, yes. There it is. We're on for February 1st!! :)

Milk biscuits

What a long day I had. :) Was up early cause I slept in my mom's bed with Klaud. When she got home she was really sleepy and wanted her bed back. So I forced myself up, and grabbed Klaud over to my bed. That was at around 9am.

At 9:45 am, I gave Klaud a bath and prepped him up for his check up. After bathing, he slept. I gave him to my grandma, and they stayed at her room, while I was preparing myself and the stuff I'll be bringing

. My uncle drove us to the hospital, and took us out for lunch. We went to the mall, bought Klaud a new pacifier clip & bottle cap (he broke the one we brought.) After that, we went straight home. I fell asleep at around 3pm. Woke up at 7, just in time to wake my mom up

for work. She works on graveyard shift. She leaves at 8:30-9pm, and comes home the following morning.

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Last night we found out that Klaud loves milk biscuits. My uncle bought a bucket of cookies & biscuits, and there are tons of milk biscuits there. Back about 3 months ago, we used to buy that bucket all the time. We gave Klaud bits of the biscuits, cause he wasn't really allowed to eat stuff

yet. Last night was different though. He really really loved it. I mean, you can never see such happiness in a child's eyes because of food. And I feel so good for that :) I even gave him his bib,

and made it his cookie bib, cause he eats the biscuit so messy!! You can see it from the photos. Haha! We even brought some with us when we were on our way to the doctor's. He's just growing up so fast. I kinda want him to stay this young forever, but nobody does. And we won't have a choice. For now, I'm trying my very very best to be the most responsible mom for Klaud. Cause I know I can be. And I know I can prove everyone wrong about what they say about me being his Mom. I can be what I want to be. I just don't want to be what they tell me to, just because I don't want to. I like pissing them off. REALLY. Cause they react so much. And they don't even make me feel good like families should do. So why should I do what they say? They keep on saying, "your way doesnt work". Well I say whatever, and they should wait. Cause someday, I'll prove them wrong!

Love and lies

I'm in deep emotional pain. Not because I'm single. I'm actually not single. (Although sometimes I want to be.) What I feel is unexplainable. Words aren't enough. I have a partner, he's not there for me when I need him. Most of the time, we don't talk. But I know we love each other. Even if he can't express it much. My only problem is, I don't want to stop loving and caring for him. But he leaves me no choice. I'm damaged forever, and I dont know if I can still feel what he's trying to make me feel. Some people says its because of hectic schedules, some say because of distance, some say because of sex. Well, damn everyone. I don't care. Because I know that if he really does love me, he'll always make a way. It might take time. I'm already sad. A couple of months more wouldn't hurt less, will it? I'm willing to risk it.

I guess I just really miss the old US.

What's up?

If you're reading this, you must have typed the wrong words on the address bar, accidentally clicked on my photo on one of the blogs I follow/commented on, or you're part of the 1% that actually read my blog. Well, whoever or whatever you're reason might be for being here, I am saying hello, and welcome to you :)

This is but another blab about how boring and miserable I think my life is. Cause as time passes by, I feel more depressed than ever. With what? With everything. And by saying everything, I'm not being sarcastic. Its literally everything. My life, my face, my body, my attitude, my house, the people around me, the people in North America, the people in Qatar, the environment, the weather, Politics, school, professions.... You get what I mean. The only reason I wake up in the morning, is to take care of Klaud. Because he needs me more than anybody else does. If it weren't for him, I might be out all day, getting drunk everyday, and not caring about anything. Actually, right now, its what I'm trying to do. Sit in front of my computer when Klaud's asleep, log on to Facebook, Tumblr, deviantArt & Blogger, and spend countless hours not caring about people around me. Why? Because they scarred me already. And I can't take any more of this shit. Only if I can be on my own, I will leave this place and be happy. But I can't. So I'll have to sacrifice.

The 30,000 peso week.

Yesterday morning was our last few hours in the hospital. Klaud was confined because of having a convulsion, due to high grade fever and UTI (Urinary Track Infection). I took his temperature at about 11pm on the night of January 17, and he was at 39.1 degrees. I didn't sleep until past 1am, cause I wanted to wait for his fever to go down. After a few minutes, he didn't seem so hot anymore, so I figured, it was alright for me to sleep. He was supposed to take medicines at 4am. But I wasn't up at 4am. I woke up at 4:30-5am. And I was thanking God over and over and over. When I woke up, I saw him, having a convulsion. He was looking right up, no reaction to anything I said or did, very unlike him. My hands turned sweaty and shaky, but I had no choice, I held him and brought him to my grandma, who told me what to do then. We brought him to the hospital, and there he got admitted and we had to stay for 5 days.

Klaud & Mico on our first night there. So cute, right? :)

Anyways, those 5 days made me realize & feel how a mother really feels like. Cause my mother wasn't there, nobody else was. Only me. Only us, for Klaud. I felt how to take care of my son, and my husband as well. For once I felt responsible. For once I felt independent. It wasn't that easy, no. But it taught me a lot. I felt fear whenever they needed to have a needle near Klaud. I felt the pain whenever Klaud cried. I felt bad when Klaud wasnt feeling well. But I disregarded all these, because I was thinking, I should be strong, because if I wasn't, who would? This time, its not for me. Its for Klaud.

It would be really nice to say these to my mom or whoever, but nobody would under

stand, and nobody would believe me. Cause everybody thinks I don't care for Klaud.

They keep on telling me to start caring, start loving him. What the fuck do they think I'm doing? Obviously, they only think I take care of him, because I NEED TO.

(K. Pagod na ko mag english, kasi sasabog na ko. Ang dami dami dami kong gusto sabihin.)

Pinipilit niya ako igaya sa sarili niya. Who does she think she is? Pinipilit niyang magaling siya, pinipilit niyang siya hindi nagkakamali kahit noon, kaya never kami nagkasakit na magkapatid. WELL GUESS WHAT! Kami kasi normal, full term pinanganak. Si Klaud, kulang sa araw, nagkasakit na din non. Hindi ba nila maisip na he's a very very fragile baby? That he's not like any other baby? I'm so sick and tired of all these things. Kung kaya ko lang mabuhay mag isa, ay nako. Umalis na ako dito. Not that I'm not grateful for what everybody here has done for me and my son, pero, sobra na, eh? They do these things, because they should. They're the only family we have. But what do they do? They make it seem like kailangan silang sambahin kasi tinutulungan nila kame. Parang, for them, they do nice stuff for charity, not because of love. Minsan naiisip ko, sana hindi ko na lang sila naririnig. I'm actually starting to kick them out of my life. Not kick 'em totally, pero yung, wala na kong paki sa sinasabi nila, hindi ko na papansinin mga sinasabi nila. After all, there's only 4 years left until I can find my own job, have my own home, and live my own life. Tiis tiis nga daw, diba. Sacrifices must be made, in order to be at peace and be happy.

Is this an obsession?

I go to malls every other day, or every two days. In every mall I go to, I never miss a trip to the office supplies/stationary section. I don't know what to call this, but I think its an obsession already. Every time I go out to malls, I tell myself to stop buying notepads and sketchpads, but end up buying anyways. Mom says its an obsession. I buy these things, write or draw about three times, then find another one, and forget completely about the first one. I wanna stop it, because almost half of my weekly allowances go to these. -__-

Nokia E71 Review

I recently changed my phone back to a Symbian phone. I used a Samsung Omnia Lite B7300 for about 2 months, then I got so bored with it, that I searched for a phone worth buying. Then I found the Nokia E71. I bought the Black one (I have always preferred black phones.). The phone comes with a charger, a headset, a short USB cable, manuals and a CD.

To start off, the Nokia E71's look is very sleek, I find it very nice. Its thin, and the qwerty keypad is a plus, too. The qwerty keypad isn't as bulky and as small as other devices' keypads. Navigation keys are easy to figure out, maybe because thats what Nokia is going for - being User Friendly. My overall rating for this phone, is 8 out of 10. Why 8? I got reasons why :)

• Its a smartphone at an affordable price, unlike the Nokia C3, which is not so much of a smartphone as the E71 is.
• The camera's resolution is great at 3.15mp. It has video recording, color styles, and the usual.
• Sounds are awesome. Since its body isn't all plastic, sounds coming from the E71 is superb.
• Battery life is okay. I play songs nonstop because I sleep with music on. And I forget to turn it off every time. But when I wake up the following morning, the battery still isn't drained, and even if I use the Wi-Fi, it lasts 1-2 days. That is with heavy usage. I haven't tried putting it on standby though. Its my main phone for now.
• Web browsing is perfect for people who use the internet frequently, and wants to be in touch with the net even on the go.

So if you're looking for a qwerty phone thats worth your money, buy this one. I recommend it. :)

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Obviously.... I can't think of a good title for this post.

I haven't blogged since 2010. Lol. As if it was so long ago. Anyway, I've been more active on Tumblr. I also post blogs there. Well, I dont want to delete this one, so I'm filtering things here. Haha!

Been very active with these social network sites and such, and til now, I don't have friends from everywhere. Hahaha. Poor me. -__- I have two Tumblr accounts, though. One is where my friends & family have a place. And the other one is for complete strangers. Because I want to meet lots of people all around the world. People who can understand me, and not judge me. Unlike those in real life. I'm not saying my online life isn't real. Of course it is. But not as depressing as the one I live here.

Anyway, I'm thinking of activating my MySpace account once again. With the hopes of finding better friends there. :) Ciao!