camwhorage
i gained a pound! finally! after a whole year of being 80 pounds, im finally...well, im finally 81. yippee!
with the rate im eating right now im bound to get fatter soon pa. just a little more. around 5 to 10 pounds wont hurt i guess. and in the first place, i dont think i even need it.
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new on my cheapskate's laundry list:
1. white nichido eye liner
2. bench's pretty when pinched
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cam whore moments!
emode!
but who am i compared to manong's sexiness?
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reminder
stuff i will finish by tonight:
1. marketing plan book
stuff i will finish by monday:
1. graphics etching
2. ad design studies
*3. discuss vid with group
stuff i will finish by tuesday:
1. ad design on illus
2. graphics inking
3. HAR POWERPOINT!
stuff i will finish by friday:
1. vid with lit group mates
2. ad prac ad photoshoot AND photoshop AND powerpoint
2. pictorial and
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i need help.
paolo's been complaining. my camwhoring with him is decreasing big time.
i vow to take pictures more with my one and only. i love you.i love you. kishy kishy!
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i just remembered why i stopped taking so much pictures with him. the thing is, he looks prettier than i am. and for someone as vain and self indulgingly "cute" as i am, this is an insult. i mean, he's prettier! he's not even gay. :(
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finally! a wishlist!
1. tweezermans. for someone who's adicted to tweezing, i dont have the "right" tweezers. as they say: invest invest invest!
2. gray low cut chucks
3. infallible w6
4. container for my bags. (around 50! please tell me if you have suggestions, because seriously, its becoming a problem now)
5. jammies!
6. IPOD CLASSIC (in black!)
7. 120 gigabyte and 1216 ram for my laptop.
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why am i becoming lazy? whats happening to me?
help, please.
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thursday
i really like my short hair now, and it does make my FACE prettier. but the fact that guys just lluuurve the long hair and the curves is not beyond me. but well, the best similarity louise and i have in common is that we know what we've got and we love it and we know that we're "cute" anyhows.
so here's me with long hair, care of Karol's cosplay wig.
pretty cute, dont you think?
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btw, i THINK i'll be buying an ipod video. 30gb... hmmm, i dunno. i wanted the 60gb one, but i dont think my laptop can handle it, so oh well.
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Leslie Margolis's "Fix" just confirmed the known truth ive always known yet can never convince myself to believe: Vanityis not an obstruction to success. Its relaxing (in a way) and aesthetic effects are bound to even make you better.
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no plates yet. :|
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trouble trouble
of all the stupid drama going on in my life, there's this really one thing that is bothering me unforgivably at the moment.
the fact that nilalangaw na ung kwarto ko. ever since we had that garden, and the door is left ajar most of the time, they've been everywhere. why do they keep on staying in my room though.. they're like the mice here, only worse. because they ATTACK me!
waaaahhh.. and i really want to go emo and relax, and reflect, and even do a little praying and all, but i just have to slap my arms every thirty second because they wont leave me alone!
...I JUST HIT THE LAPTOP SCREEN WITH MY SCHOOL SHOES NOT MORE THAN 2 SECONDS AGO! (see.. they're everywhere. o quit worrying, i have really lighweight school shoes. there are just around three of them here, but wtf!?? i think i may have to get those katol thingy, which weirdly, i dont think smells too bad.
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ive always believed in horoscopes to the point that when my horoscope finally told me that its a good day to shop, i rushed to the nearest mall and tried to find something. unfortunately, of all possible days to get a prediction as wonderful as that, i did not feel like shopping.
HUWAT?? MACCI DOES NOT FEEL LIKE SHOPPING!??!?!!!
so i ended up buying barely a thousand worth of a pillow from the department store. whatthefuckingfuck!?? why, macci, you impulsive literaly little twit, why? it felt so stupid and irrelevant, that i can not believe myself despite of my impulsiveness.
but then again, the pillow semi-cured me from my insomnia.. which means more energy, and BETTER SKIN! yehey!!!
and today, it says:
"be very careful today. Either you're on the warpath or somebody else is. if you get pushy about having your way, you'll only increase the oposition to you. slow down; take it easy."
in other words:
"pinatagal mo nalang sana ung problema! macci, manahimik ka nalang kasi. besides, wala ding use."
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the georgia posts:
brief comparison of the ace gang (of georgia books) and the "mean girls" (as how we're called without our consent):
diferences:
1. duh. we're not british.
2. we actually study and do our plates. not that THEY do plates, because, face it, they're in highschool and its so stupid and humiliating to even compare ourselves to them. much so, taking the comparison so seriously that you write it down.
3. we do not have impromptu meetings, but we would if we can.
4. we're not slutty enough.
similarities:
1. we have names for everything. even the hair growing on our toes. just like the georgia books, you need the gloassary to find out what the hell we're talking about.
2. we talk about the same thing over and over again: guys mostly.
3. we're just as stupid as they are. and when the sex god comes (to each one, her own), we're moronic than ever.
4. we love and bully each other.
5. makeups.
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excerpt from the official georgia nicholson site:
THE ACE GANG
Georgia — Moi. The pièce de résistance. Bee’s knees etc.
Jas — Supposed best pally. Prone to rambling on. Wears enormous pantaloonies.
Rosie — A Viking bride to be. Known for her beards and eccentric dancing.
Jools — Good in an emergency e.g. usually has secret lippy supply.
Ellen — Ditherqueen of the universe and beyond.
Mabs — Generally all-round good egg. Keen on snogging and snacking.
Honorary bloke members
Dave the Laugh — famously said he would like to be a girl so he could look at his nunga-nungas all day. Also known as the Hornmeister.
Tom — Brother of the Sex God and Jas’s “boyfriend.” Actually, as boys go, not entirely mad.
Sven — from Reindeer land (possibly). Spectacularly mad e.g. wears flares that have flashing lights down the seams.
Trainee members
Honor and Soph — coming on nicely. Already involved in the snot disco triumph and the hilarious putting a skeleton dressed as Mr Atwood in his hut.
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on haircuts and mataas na paaralan
i swear, i had it first!
gretchen bareto copied my haircut! sniff sniff. and of course, it looke better on her. i mean who am i compared to her no makeup beauty. i mean, i know we're not really fabulously gorgeous inside, but physically, im not fabulously gorgeous.. she is!
oh, what the hell!? of course im fabulously gorgeous as well, but well, you do know that its la greta dont you? and you must know to that i cut my hair on my own will, and in my own hands too sometimes. ate celi's gonne kill me if she learns ive meddled with it again. oh well, i wont see her naman til december e.. i think.
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btw, ive been to paolo's semi-highschool the other day. or as louie and the otehr girls call it, "the unknown school", or sometimes when they really want to be detailed, "the unknown school in cubao".
you see, i dont really expect anything from it, and ive always known paolo was pretty popular back there, i mean in a land of orcs, how can an "iglesero" not stand out. and in the polluted sea of "moreno's" (girls, please decode), how can a tall lanky chinito, no matter how "not that cute", stay unknown? i mean they are "moreno".
but here's the thing: its so sunny there! extremely bright, sunny, warm, and fun. ooh, and friendly too. in a not trying to be anything way. i bet paolo and the gang had fun there despite the... you know.
*text deleted due to fear of controversy*
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body issues
this might be the first time ill ever confess to body issues in this blog.
i am thinking about gaining weight. stupid fucking shit.
i know i dont have to. i mean, kase naman e. i dont know, im so confused. skinny as i may be, i know that i have just the right curves, but im a little too skinny. but i love me, just the way i am.
and im happy.
i mean, this is alright right?
i cant believe im facing issues. ughh. i hate issues. i hate drama, i hate issues... life should be all plates and fun and dates and bondings and stuff.
what the heck! i love me! and eating is sooo kakatamad, promise. ask gel! she knows! im curvy just the way i am thankyouverymuch. i cant help it that i am soo little, but thats part of the charm (along with the chicken scratch "penma")
taken this summer, and i havent changed.
leave me alone!
as georgia nicholson says, shut up brain.
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debut hang-over: PICS
this may be the last entrey ill be writing about that old hollywood debut thingy since the effect is finally wearing off. ive finally finsished my ad design plate and im on my way to normalness.
the most decent pics ive got of that night:
aint it lovely??
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we've got a new house help. i'll never in a million years call her a maid, because, well she isnt. besides, she keeps the house together. and she's uber sweet, and understanding, and funny, and friendly.
its soo late, ive got classes tomorrow. ciao!
and dont forget to visit geno's blog, everyone.
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goodness, please keep me sane.
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12.30
where has all the paint spirit gone? im trying, im attempting to finish the uber pretty ad design plate. sooo maybe it is pretty, but the thing is, its so difficult. waaahh. and so nakakainip. :( i do not have the energy to do it anymore.
maybe its psychological, maybe i just dont want to do it. its all the debut-stress pa din.. its like a baggage i cant leave behind.
fsdb jba w,nxwo8byvchsjkt wcleb dbcsdljfivsd gvbA SDOX
STRESS BEGONE!
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the vow
i vow to post more pictures because my blog is now a bore. amen.
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secrets
the best book ive ever read for the longest longest overwhelming time is robyn schneider's "The Social Climber's Guide to High School" from louie! i mean, what is it with me and how to books.. and chic books!?
well, anyhows, wala lang. the infos i got from it are sooo sacred that telling you about it would almost be like betraying myself.
so, dont get a copy.
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sometimes, its best to keep your emotions to yourself. especially if they're petty, and unreasonable, and strong.
we're all just hoping that the little grudge wears off in time.
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i think, i really have to gain weight. just a little. like around ten pounds. im 80 btw... and the curviest ive ever been all my life is 90. and i dont think i mind being 90. maybe a little, i would. id have traces of flab here and there... ggaawwwdd that's scary. but still.. im too skinny. my cheeks are a little too hollow. and besides, id have an easier time losing weight than gaining, anyways.
10 pounds 10 pounds. how am i going to evenly distribute it in my body. my greatest fear is to keep them all in the tummy portion. how how how how!
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GENO'S GOT A FASHION BLOG! genoisgod.blogspot.com! its still kindof underconstruction. so, lets treat this as some kind of "soft opening".
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the post-DebutStress blog entry
i am in the middle of plate making, but here i am blogging again. i've the faintest idea why i cant MAKE MYSELF do plates anymore. since that debut stress thingy ive had going, ive been piling plates up. so not me. i mean, you do know the frustration i go through when im stuck with one plate... what more when i have three of them, two which are due before the week is over and one which is a week late.
i can remember back in high school that ive been totally religous to sean covey's "7 habits of highly effective teens". i did become effective afterwards, i became nerdily a better person afterwards. i read it for my enjoyment and it was such a shock when paolo said he read it too. I MEAN PAOLO READING MAY BE ONE OF LIFE'S GREATEST MIRACLES. turns out, back in the states, he was FORCED to read it.
the thing is, now, ive got sooo much on my mind, i dont think im effective anymore. im too tired of thinking to even act. or maybe its because i think i cant do it anymore.
ohhh, bullshit. this may just as well be one of the posts worth deleting.
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okay, ive just wasted around 4 minutes of you time for the post above, so you deserve major chismis. juicy, firsthand, controversy-based, gossip.
gossip#1: im a bad person.
gossip#2: so are you.
gossip#3: so are they.
we are all such bitches that we might as well be living in that vile hell-hole called highschool. girls, lets give it a break. i mean, we love each other dont we?
i know im wrong, you guys know you're wrong, but the thing is she doesnt.
haayy that sounds so weird. this is getting so much more complicated to the point that simplifying it is a chore. so much more, solving it.
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and just so YOU know... you're a girl! not SEMI-GIRL! despite the misunderstandings :* :* :*!!
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i love you, self. stay fabulous!
its 1.07, and im sleepy. but i dont think ill get a goodnight sleep knowing that i vowed to blog. so there you go. this is the blog entry. good night, self. :*
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IM BACK!!!
for the past few days, ive been attempting to write decent posts for this blog, but to no avail, i am very unlucy with it. its either im barely inspored, do not have anything to write, am PRESSURED to write to the point that writing is useless, or i write with the most intense passion then i have to keep it private because things get a little too personal.
yup it does happen. there really is such a thing as too personal.
im sorry to disappoint my avid readers, especially the regular lurks whose names i do not know, and only god knows how useless you think of me.
aside from that, i havent been posting pictures too much.
that is soo bound to get this blog so boring. but im not really a picture posting girl, so oh well, you just have to appreciate the words and bore your dear selves to death.
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ive been meaning for the longest time to write about that debut. but the thing is, i dont know what to make up about it yet. as usual, i expected too much at the wrongest aspects. personally, I NOW THINK i wasnt the prettiest belle that night. my makeup really was SOOO good, but when the nose area started to melt, every pic made me look like a really ugly debutante whom all have loved because she has "personality".
fuck personality. you need the looks to get with it. and without powedering my nose, i dont have any looks to speak of.
ive already ranted about the latecomers that im this close to accepting the fact that shit like that happen. and the rain too. uh-huh. the finance is okay.
BUT THE NON-MAKEUP ON MY NOSE IS JUST THE WORSE! :(
ive ranted on the previous entry on how unphotogenic i am. amp! i do know that im pretty in REAL LIFE, or maybe i just wont bare it that THAT'S REALLY HOW I LOOK LIKE. you see, IF that's how i really look like, then i dont deserve anything or anyone at all, i deserve to be a friendless dumbass hag with a unibrow and am in the making mustache.
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butttt the debut is fun nonetheless. i mean, I COULD HAVE IT BETTER, no doubt about it. and as much as my heart bleeds to say this, it may just be one of if not THE best debut ive ever seen in my life. i mean, ive been to less than (a small amount of number i will not share) in my life, and this is by far the best.
its all just me. i expect too much. from everything. from me, from others, from god,.. and even from the fucking weather.
nonetheless, the place looked sureal (unlike me)
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stress level is high and everyone firmly believes that stress is getting the best of them. and just like any belief, THINKING ABOUT IT MAKES IT TRUE. ive read something significant about what i just said somewhere, i just cant put my hands on it.
"if you believe in something, and think and act according to that belief, then you are already aligning the universe for it to happen."- The Secret, Rhonda Byrne
you see, that is the general rule of attraction. thinkin good. as i ALWAYS SAY you are what you firmly believe in, and that is one of the reasons why im mostly always honest. because i want to be honest to myself, and when i feel safe sharing something to someone, it means its not that bad.
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omg i hate it i hate it i hate it i hate it. im so not photogenic at all. :(
I HATE IT WITH ALL MY HEART.
all that's left of my debut night are extremely hideous pics of me.
putanginatalaga.
ego... gone.
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im back!!
yup after three weeks of being disoriented and extremely abnormally passive im back. im stress free, and ready to work.
i still not too inspired though.
anyways, got loads to do!
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gimme more
..i change my mind. britney's still got IT! look for "gimme more" in youtube, limewire, wherever!!
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its september 2 today!
which means, i AM OFFICIALLY AN EIGHTEEN YEAR OLD!
a spoiled one at that. uugghh.. i keep on getting the stuff i want, getting furiously disappointed if i dont get it, but when i do get it, it comes with this sinking feeling that i dont even need it and im wasting our resources on very useless vanity.
oh well, at least i grew up to be pretty. because if i didnt get any prettier than the was i looked once upon a time, i mightve killed myself of depression now.
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i can not wait to get my debut dresses. to spoil the surprise, im wearing a champaign long gown at the start of the night, and a sexy cocktail before the night ends. perfect.
dada might not be attending. pity, she's my ultimate mega over party partner, the only girl alive who dances as much as i do (along with roch), the funnest fun piece of taiwanese ass around. carl, my quasicousin, isnt coming neither. drats drats drats. and my two best guy friends are choosing they're closer friend over me. bah! i bet my caterer's better! they'd miss out on the good food.
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britney's coming back.. why cant she just FIX HERSELF UP NOW! i mean, i'd probably like her, you know. but when she's all fat and stupid and drug drowned and much less talented than she was, i wont give her any credit. her "cold as fire" sounds like she's a five year old singing!
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i saw the mango catalogue. and dkny. hmmmm.... no comment? nice photography and packaging, but are the clothes ACTUALLY nice?
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a little fact to accept:
so many things that are important to you arent nearly half as important as they are to other people.
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yup yup.. so its my birthday today. I AM OF LEGAL AGE! I AM NOW IMPRISONABLE!!! (does the term exist?!) my birthday isnt half as good as i expected it, but thanky thanky papa lord, it isnt half as bad as my past birthdays were.
as avid readers must know by now, i've been a consistent victim of "bad birthdays". the best so far was my 16th.. and well, my actual 18th was very simple and, of course, fun in so many ways. but still.
this one of the reasons why im moving my debut on the 8th.. sep1 generally sucks for me. probably because, as usual, i expect too much. every little possible clue that barely insists a surprise, i notice. then i end up being disappointed because: no, my friends arent miraculously coming over and there is no bouquet of flowers outside my door when i wake up.
birthdays are always the best excuse, well after being in love that is. you have more righteousness to do crazy things when its your birthday, you're in love, and you're drunk or high (both of which arent decent excuses at all). birthdays are overrated, especially mine, and whatever bitterness i feel, it is all my fault.
unless i learn to NOT EXPECT (which is such a feat for me on regular days, more so on birthdays!), i will never be happy.
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