Another One Bites the Dust (Yep, it's ME)

Just a while ago I realized that I have a lot of things to do today...I woke up late only to find out that I'm in for a very bad start. Who wouldn't be steaming hot this early when what woke you up was literally the voice of your dear mother nagging over how stubborn and irresponsible you are. I wouldn't blame her though because what I did was really inexcusable.
My mom called me from their room and told me to lock the gate before going to sleep. I was a little cautious that night because I was somehow grounded for being a "wayward" daughter...well if you know what I mean by that. I made sure I followed her orders and hurried straight to the gate to make sure it's locked. Yep, I really doubled-checked it, felt the padlock snap and even pulled it to make sure that it can't be opened. Confident that I did what I was told, I went to sleep last night with a smile on my face (as if I knew I did).
That smile didn't get me nowhere. Yes, the padlock was locked but the hell with me, I placed it on the wrong hook! Darn, I thought I'll have a good shot but I didn't. I desperately need to make myself look good so that I'll be allowed to go out...but wtf, "No more night-outs!"...huhuhuhu...

Mood: bored and angry at myself!
Color: Dust! (I'm not sure if there's such a color but I cleaned the house as punishment and that's all I saw this morning)
Number: 0917700****** - my stud's #, she called up asking what time will i be there to have her tutored! gosh...

This So-Called Bankruptcy (Orange)

There was a time in my life when I had the chance of knowing someone who I would never have imagined to be one of the most remarkable individuals that I'll ever get to meet. He is not a rockstar, a rich kid, nor a typical genius who would seem to have the brightest and most promising future in a multinational company.... He's basically a person who deviates from the standards of what our friends are supposed to be like. Except for his attractive and meaningful stares (he's got great eyes by the way...ump), I would actually mistake him for someone whom a typical "goody-goody" school guy/girl would describe as the infamous "choi-choi"...

So curious of who really he was? Well, to tell you honestly, what I wrote is just a whimsical outburst of my "ever-active-yet-oh-so-useless" imagination. I can't think of anything to write so I somehow rummaged my grey matter archives and found this little bit of experience I thought worth sharing. But I changed my mind. So I better cut it there and find something else to write about. You may stumble upon bits of my experiences with him in later posts so what I wrote is basically a good introduction...

Anyway, I've been thinking of different ways on how to earn bucks. I'm bankrupt for sometime now and I need some source of income that would pull me through this. I've been spending so much on internet and I guess I have to earn more to finance this addiction....grrr...i hate computer games...why were they even invented? it made my life a little hell.

Mood: depressed...and pressured!
Color: orange (it's the color of the CD that made me remember him)
Number: 10:30 (I'm supposed to have a class but I hate school)

Attempts on Becoming a Freak Show Host

I was thinking of what to write in my first blog post. I was skimming through this popular self-help book (where the sub-heading says "inspirational stories for young adults") hoping to find some inspiration but I can't seem to find it anywhere...Maybe I have not read well enough or I just can't read between the lines. I just find all of their stories a little...uhmmm...uninspiring.

So what am I going to write as my first post? I was thinking of something dramatic just a while ago. Something that would keep my "dear" readers awake and attentive (Take note of the adjective. You might find more of such words in my later posts...*smiley face*). Something that would make them want for more. There's this urge to write something that impresses, something that would make a mark...
Along comes my alter-ego telling me "What the heck...Who cares what you write anyway?"
I guess my alter-ego is more powerful so I settled for the latter...Who really does care anyway? It's my blog remeber? *smiley face again*

Now, since I'll be starting a journal of some sort, there's a few things that we need to remember so that no one would get lost (including me) in this enormous smorgasboard of words (ala-End User License Agreement). Here they are:

1. The entries all follow the normal composition writing format - introduction, body and conclusion - except on instances when the blog owner has her "deviate-from-normal" literary attacks which happens occasionally.

2. All names, places, events and situations mentioned in the entries are all fictitious. Any similarity to what was described is purely coincidental. (Of course, I get some inspiration from real events and real people. Ooops, don't argue, this is MY blog...*grins*).

3. All entries are written in first person accounts except on situations where the writer assumes a third person identity.

4. Feelings of the writer on some points and ideas are expressed as "emotiwords" - words that are enclosed in asterisk. (You've seen them already. I assume you know what they mean now.)

5. If you find any of the entries extremely excellent, highly recommendable, or inspirational, or maybe offensive, erroneous, vulgar, malicious, nonsense or basically absurd, don't hesitate to contact the writer through comments or email. The email is posted on the profile while the comments area can be found after clicking the word "comments" at the bottom of each entry. (Clear enough?)

6. I am the owner and I have all the right to this blog. It's in my powers to edit and make changes to it. So if there are some things you don't like about it (like the background color or the font), make an email. If I get convinced, I might change it (if I know how to) but everything really is still under my approval...in short...uhmmm...i dunno.*laughs...very hard*

7. Entries may be written in English or in Filipino, depending on what the writer is watching on TV.

8. Just read. That's what blogs are for, right? *smile*

What else? I can't think of anything now. This is just the beginning of what you'll consider as one of the most irrelevant blogs you'll ever get to read. I am not the best writer in town but who cares, this is basically for people who can swallow and take in my words of nonsense...*grins*

No more apologies...only screams...*literally screams*


Mood: nostalgic
No. of the day: 1
Color of the day: red
Person of the day: my alter-ego