oh crap. my heart flipped a little and the butterflies in my stomach fluttered around for a few seconds. that shouldn't happen.


babies!!!! i want one or two! now! NOW!!!! i want these two. cute cute!
ugh! am i so stupid?! i can't get streampad to work. boo!
the show, Lenka


this is a sickness.

first statement: i want a new book.

second statement: i still have a few on my TBR, well not pile, mini pile.

tell me, am i sick? i love books and i want them all!!!


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it's all a matter of perspective. in mine, the d's in.

but...did i really?!

"just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there -radiohead"

maybe i didn't. maybe i just loved the feeling so much that i thought i felt it.
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beautiful! i didn't know there are albino peacocks!


I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential.

-Janet Fitch, White Oleander



taal volcano. took this using my camera phone.

one of the best things about going home to the province is the scenery. going down from tagaytay to talisay, we get to see the best view of taal volcano. in case you don't know what the taal volcano is, it's the world's smallest active volcano. taal has an island inside, and the volcano itself is located within an island! amazing huh?

the taal lake is a few steps away from my other grandpa's backyard in batangas. from there, we can see the best angle of the volcano. we used to love to go swimming in the lake. used to. now, i wouldn't even dare go near it. it smells too fishy, the lake is full of lumot(algae) and the perfect view is covered with fishing cages scattered all over the lake. it's disgusting. even the tilapias which used to taste so fresh, now taste disgusting. like mud to be exact.

dunno when it started to happen.

i'm currently watching iwitness which features the taal lake, and it's really making me angry. it's so frustrating to see the lake i used to love becoming polluted. you know what's even more frustrating? the local government doesn't seem to care about it! there's this chairman who was interviewed and he seemed to be so stupid. ugh! mayor dagul doesn't seem to care about it either. ok, that was mean and bastos coz i was told that he was my uncle. ugh! they said he was only thinking of the people who are going to lose their jobs but i don't think he's thinking at all! once the lake become too polluted, there wont be any jobs left for those people! gah! i wish they'd start doing something about it now, before all is lost.

end of rant.



Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life’s cruelest irony.

-Douglas Coupland

so does this explain my incessant need to be by myself? coz i feel lonely all the time. maybe.

edit: i finally understood what this quote means. and i could not agree more. sad sad sad.



The body shuts down when it has too much to bear; goes its own way quietly inside, waiting for a better time, leaving you numb and half alive.

-Jeanette Winterson


In the best possible way, you have absolutely wrecked me, because you see, I fell in love with you, knowing that there was never any possibility of being with you.

-Dawson’s Creek
went to FFP's discussion yesterday. had fun! the group discussed Para Kay B by Ricky Lee. hearing the groups' thoughts about the book was amazing. i never would've even thought of those things, i'm so mababaw eh. the discussion started around 330pm and ended at about 9pm. had dinner after at a thai restaurant whose name i've forgotten. i wasn't able to join them for coffee coz twas already quarter to 11 when we finished dinner and my mom was texting me to go home already.

all in all, the day was great. met new people and heard their insights.

and oh, we met Ricky Lee. he signed our books. he wrote different dedication for all of us. mine says,

"Dear Chia,

in love, we always find joy in the stereotypes. But always go for love!

Ricky Lee"

ayan. next time'll be in Intramuros. that should be fun. i think. :D

gotta study for Computer Systems Architecture...coz yea, i'm blogging so i could get distracted. i hate all these computer architecture stuff!

how to make a baby.

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haha! i wish it's that easy! ahaha!


going to ffp's discussion in a few. if my shyness attacks by the time i get there, i'll prolly end up lurking behind the shelves. err.


btw, i feel soo much better now. my nose is still stuffy, bones and head still aching, still coughing, but unlike yesterday i no longer have a fever and i don't feel soooooooo sick. just slightly. i wasn't able to attend class today. i wonder how bad is that going to affect me. really doesn't matter, i haven't been absorbing the lecture since day6. hehe

and oh, i've just finished reading a book in one sitting. the perks of having a cold? your eyes doesn't get all dried up even when you read non-stop for a few hours. :D
BUNSO is not synonymous with being your brothers' utusan.

BUNSO is not synonymous with sunud-sunuran.


i'm gonna get out of this house the first chance i freakin get. either that or my brother could get a life and get out of our house.





Don’t fear failure so much that you refuse to try new things. The saddest summary of a life contains two descriptions: might have, and should have.

-Louis E. Boone

i got owned.

believe in your flyness, conquer your shyness?

i feel like a fever is coming up. my nose is all stuffy, my bones hurt like shit, my head feels so heavy and i'm sporting a very fashionable cough - edgy and rough, dry but not really. gah! makes me not want to go to school tomorrow. i really wish i have that option.

anyhoo, this april25, my online book club have a meet. i've been an online member since a little after it was founded, and not once have i gone to the meet because of my saturday classes. this summer, however, i am totally free. BUT my shyness is getting a hold of me. i already have the book, but i haven't read it yet. i want to go but gah! just thinking about it makes me feel sooooo nervous. i'm not good with meeting new people and sharing my ideas, that's my brother's forte not mine. my inner something is telling me to conquer the fear - it's time to meet new friends who likes books as much as i do, well, maybe more.

decisions, decisions. hard to make when you're feeling sick, i'll think about it tomorrow.

hmmm...you think i should go?


the nerve of these people. the nerve. what right have have they got? what?! tell me?!!


the one that i like best from Jessica Bigarel on Vimeo.

last one before i REALLY get off of the couch. xP

some stupid conversation with my stupid self.

me: i'm sleepy.

me: then wash up and go to bed, stupid.

me: but it's like 7 steps to the bathroom, and i don't really feel like getting off of this couch.

me: then sleep on the couch.

me: *shock* without washing my face and brushing my teeth?!!!!!!!!

me: yea, you've done that yesterday remember? you took your clothes of and lay on the bed to rest your eyes with every intention of getting up and brushing your teeth but you completely zonked out.

me: but i don't want that to happen again. i want to feel clean before i go to bed. and to be able to feel that, i have to wash up.

me: well you know what you have to do.

me: right. goodnight. i'm off to bathroom to take a shower, wash my face, brush my teeth and change into some comfy sleeping clothes. not jammies. i don't like them. goodnight.


If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume
and come back as a new character…
Would you slow down?
Or speed up?

— Chuck Palahniuk



So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It’s probably worth it.

The Beach


In order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no longer need to feel it.

— The Five People You Meet In Heaven


We all spend so much time not saying what we want, because we know we can’t have it. And because it sounds ungracious, or ungrateful, or disloyal, or childish, or banal. Or because we’re so desperate to pretend that things are OK, really, that confessing to ourselves they’re not looks like a bad move. Go on, say what you want. … Whatever it is, say it to yourself. The truth will set you free. Either that or it’ll get you a punch in the nose. Surviving in whatever life you’re living means lying, and lying corrodes the soul, so take a break from the lies for just one minute.

— Nick Hornby, A Long Way Down

i've wanted a nick hornby book for the longest time. but i never get to buy one because there's always something i want more than it. maybe this summer i'll buy "splat". yea, maybe i will. or maybe not. whatevs. i don't understand me sometimes. that's good sometimes, right? hehe.

quote. hehe

we don't choose our friends, our friends choose us. coz you could try so hard to be liked/impress people, but the people you're trying to impress aren't gon' like you if they don't want to.

-me :D

just something that popped in my head while ironing a mountain load of clothes. gah!


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yea, me too. i feel you.
it's not fair. why am i always the first one to go down everytime my friends and i drink? it's not fair. boo-hoo! last night we had a party and as usual, after a few shots, i was down. err. being a weakling is such a downer. i always get to miss all the fun (that is if there's any. hehe).



i've blogged too much today. oh well.

gotta go sleep now, got a 7am class tomorrow. FML (and yea, i like that site too. hehehe)

g'nyt now! the sweetest of dreams to you all! :D
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i don't understand, but it's beautiful just the same. :)


awwww... :)

susan boyle


ok, so i maybe too late in posting this. i watched it then showed it to my mom and brother. we were all amazed. this made me teary-eyed. seriously. she's got such a great voice. angelic. it's like she doesn't even know she's got all that talent inside her. amazing. when the audience heard her voice, it's like "in your freakin face suckers!" to them. hehe. amazing voice. amazing song. amazing woman.

here's the lyrics to the song.

i dreamed a dream

I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high,
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.

Then I was young and unafraid
When dreams were made and used,
And wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung,
No wine untasted.

But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hopes apart
As they turn your dreams to shame.

And still I dream he'll come to me
And we will live our lives together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms
We cannot weather...

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seems
Now life has killed
The dream I dreamed.




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aaaaaahhhhhh!!! this is so freaky! i'm officially scared of the vast ocean!!! that is HUGE!

i love pushing daisies it's just so sad that they got cancelled. anyways, this is my favorite pushing dasies episode. it's from season2 episode8. olive's acting+eternal flame+ned butting in=PERFECTION. haha

cobus potgeiter

insane drumming skills!!! my very good friend han told me about him. i'm so glad she did. he's amazing! he's got mad mad skills that i wish i had but never will. hahaha! xP

back to the digital world xP

got back from the province last monday. i so love batangas. i went analog. no cellphone signal which means no cellphone which really doesn't matter coz i really don't use my fone unless i really need to, no computer, no laptop, no internet connection, no ipod, no tv (well almost, but there's really nothing good to watch since the "cable" channels aren't that many). just me, the hot summer air, my cousins, my grandparents and a really good Gaiman book. absolutely no worries.

that's the good life. good life, indeed.

but, i missed this so much that i'm going to flood this day with lots of good stuff. and by good stuff i mean good in my opinion. *brain nugget* i was thinking of typing IMO but thought otherwise coz i think it a little too much of laziness to replace phrases with acronyms, don't you think?*end of brain nugget*


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i'm just freakin glad that i have friends who understand. friends who stick around no matter how emo i get. friends who care. when God gave out friends, i got lucky, coz i caught all the best ones. :D

i love you all! hugs!

(funny, only one of my friends can read this. hehe. a very big hug for that one. :D)

hmm..since it's lent, tomorrow, absolutely no blogging, no internet. that'll be my sacrifice. and then some. have a meaningful lent everyone.

good night heavy hearts. (as carlydee would say ;) )

ang hirap hirap ko. wala lang. walang cuarta.


edit:*a lot of text deleted*...pathetic me.


let go.

i will.

starting next week.

tangina ang emo ko talaga! di na tama to, i'm freaking twenty two for heaven's sake! ang mga nageemo ung mga 20 below lang dapat!! di na dapat ako! dapat graduate na ko from being emo! tae! time to grow up che! the world won't ever stop to wait for you to finish whining! move the fuckin on!


sad and broken.
in the corner
with words left unspoken.
built a wall,
tall and sturdy.
standing behind,
will anyone be brave enough
to break this wall in front of me?

-chia :D



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hahaha! this got me lol!
ang daya daya mo! wala lang gusto ko lang may sabihan ng ang daya daya, baket masama ba?! parang pag nagmumura ka, and you say it to no one in particular. masama ba yun? kung foul-mouthed ka pero di mo naman minumura ang isang tao, masamang tao ka ba non? will that make you a lesser person? eh kung dun ka masaya diba, why not?!

kaso ayoko ng nagmumura. masakit sa tenga. nakakairita. pag ibang tao other than me yung nagmumura.

takte ano ba to? labo.

makatulog na nga, mageenrol pa ko bukas. nagbubunganga na naman tong nanay ko. di ko lam kung bat yung kuya ko pwede matulog ng 5 ng madaling araw at ako hinde. prejudice at it's finest.


surprise production :p

this is amazing!!! of course everything with the sound of music incorporated in any way to it is amazing, but sans do-re-mi, it's freaking awesome! ingenious! anyone want to do something like that with me? we'll start small. hehehe.

ps: spot the lady whose trying to follow the moves of the performer. hehe. it's funny. well, at least for me. :D
i can't believe i missed the one of the greatest concert in philippine history - the eraserheads reunion concert. i watched it last night on tv, it was awesome. they played all the songs i loved! sembreak, toyang, huling el bimbo, magasin, kailan, ligaya and lots more! why oh why did i ever missed it?!!!
the venue seen through a fisheye lens by Howell Santiago

in case you don't know who the eraserheads is, think of them like this...

if britain got oasis and the beatles, and the states got elvis(haha! well i love elvis!),nirvana, pearl jam, aerosmith, kiss and the ramones, us here in the philippines got the eraserheads!

they are pretty much a music legend here. they disbanded in the late 90's. uhm, i think ely(vocals) and raimund(drums) threw a lennon-mccartney. heck, like lennon and mccartney, they were awesome while it lasted.

i think what makes them awesome is the fact that everyone relates to their songs. their songs bridges the gap between generations. the lyrics matched with the catchy tunes - epic!

and why am i blogging about them? well, because they're a really really great band AND i've nothing better to do. lol.

anyhoooooooooo, i bought books! yay! went to the the bookstore yesterday and almost got crazy! i almost spent half of my savings on books. i picked up all the title i want and walked to the cashier. then there, i decided to just buy two. haha! pathetic. i really wanted to buy the other three. the books i ended up buying are anansi boys by neil gaiman and kafka on the shore by haruki murakami.

ever been afraid of opening a book because they might not be as good as what you expected?


suddenly, everything's about my brother. like he's the fuckin' prince or something.
do you have those days when you just want to be left alone? sometimes i wish my mom knows when those days are. right now, i wish she'd shut up coz there's nothing i want more right now but silence. i want to do things without talking that much. i don't want to answer stupid questions. i don't want to make comments about stuff. i don't want to be bugged. i don't want to be asked every freaking minute about stuff that she knows the answer to. I JUST WANT TO BE LEFT ALONE TO DROWN IN MY OWN COMFORTABLE SILENCE. sometimes it's just what everyone needs.

and that goes to just about everyone.


done ranting. now, i want to go shopping. oh, i forgot, i don't have cash. hehe.


haha! the japanese are so hilarious! hmmm...if i do that here, will the people react the same way? hehe.


of make-believe.

this is stupid. but i'm kinda hoping we'll be like THAT movie. still hoping. hoping. hoping. hoping hoping. hoping. and hoping. you'll come to your senses. i'm sure you will. (or not)

after all, what would the world be like without hope?


decisions, decisions.

this is killing me. should i or should i not go? i want to but something's holding me back. ugh! tonight's the deadline and i haven't even decided on anything yet! i'm still undecided! ugh!!! phuk's isn't calling back!!!! i want to go but i won't go without her. i think.

decisions, decisions.
Because then I will not be able to stop thinking about you. I will be reminded of you every time I see a green M&M or an advertisement for 1-800-CLOSETWORLD. Why? Because we will have private jokes about these things. I will facebook stalk you and look at all of your photos and imagine me in them. I will never, ever tell you this. And then on the next date I will kiss you so fucking hard your face will FUCKING SHATTER. CAN YOU DEAL WITH THAT SHIT?

- apocalypstick


Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.

— Sigmund Freud

ahahaha...that's all i could say. :|