Mash-Up Awesomeness

DJ Earworm - United State of Pop 2010 (Don't Stop the Pop) - Mashup of Top 25 Billboard Hits

This video contains a mash-up of the Top 25 Songs in the US Charts this 2010. This is something cool to dance to at the end of the year. Enjoy, friends! DJ Earworm is such an awesome song mixer. :)

To all the earthlings reading this blog post:

Thousands of people will celebrate Christmas homeless and hungry. We are lucky to have the liberty of checking our cyber walls despite it all. Bear that in mind and be thankful of what you have. Merry Christmas. :)

Article for Prelims Examination

Faulty and Excessive Disclosure of Information in the Media

            In the advent of technology, communication travels faster than a speeding bullet. Media, whether print, social or electronic, is the primary source of information in today’s society. Communication and technology go hand in hand in making the sender-message-receiver process easier and more convenient.

But on the contrary to the advantages the media has been rendering to humanity for centuries, an unpromising scenario relative to imparting information is becoming common in the society today. Unfortunate events are happening in the modern times because of an unexpected culprit – the media. It might not be evident, but the well-known channel of information is a tool for mishaps and incidents.

Stalk Me Not

Carla* is an avid user of Facebook and Twitter. She updates her accounts everyday, spending an average of 6 to 8 hours a day. She meets both new and old acquaintances via the networking sites and posts her address and contact numbers on her site.

She met Simon* on Facebook and eventually, they become good and close chat mates. Their intimacy grew to the extent that their friendship could possibly move on to the next level - that is, a romantic relationship. However, Carla was not interested and deleted Simon from her friend’s list. The following week, Simon showed up at her house and threatened her life.

According to a study released last January of 2010, more than half of adults 45 and older who are on social networking sites like Facebook could be in danger of becoming victims of identity theft, stalking and other crimes because of sharing too much private information. If the older generation is susceptible to this kind of danger, the youth is even more vulnerable to it. More and more teenagers are becoming victims of Facebook stalking and online deception. 

*not real name

Accessory to Crime

            Last August 23, 2010, the whole world was stricken by the Quirino Grandstand Hostage crisis. A dismissed Philippine National Police Officer, former senior inspector Rolando Mendoza, took over a tour bus carrying 25 people (20 tourists and a tour guide, all from Hong Kong, and 4  Filipinos) in an attempt to get his job back. After nearly 12 excruciating hours, the tragedy resulted to 9 fatalities, including the hostage taker.

              Many experts and viewers who saw the ending of the tragedy live on television were appalled by what they saw. Charles Shoebridge, a security analyst who has worked in counter-terrorism with the British Army and Scotland Yard, said that the officers of the SWAT team involved showed great courage but they were not properly trained or equipped for the task. But one big factor that contributed to the failure of the bus siege was the televised updates and proceedings. Mendoza was able to follow the events via the television in the bus, revealing everything that is happening around him. The media disclosed too much information – information that has lead to the death of 8 innocent tourists.

Ruining the Democracy

            Even US President Barack Obama believed that technology and media can be a lethal combination. He said in a commencement address at Hampton University in Virginia last May, “You’re coming of age in a 24/7 media environment that bombards us with all kinds of content and exposes us to all kinds of arguments, some of which don’t always rank all that high on the truth meter,” 

“With iPods and iPads and Xboxes and PlayStations, — none of which I know how to work — information becomes a distraction, a diversion, a form of entertainment, rather than a tool of empowerment, rather than the means of emancipation,” Obama said.

            He lamented on the fact that “some of the craziest claims can quickly claim traction,” in the rumpus of certain blogs and talk radio outlets.

“All of this is not only putting new pressures on you, it is putting new pressures on our country and on our democracy.”

Summing Everything Up

            People today live in a world filled with the social media craze. From Facebook to Twitter, the world has embraced the new and improved tools that help thousands interact each day no matter how far they are from each other. There are two sides to every pancake – the same goes for Media. It may present the people with a handful of advantages but all those may bring a couple of disadvantages along with them. All good things have flaws and indubitably, it is inevitable. 

Instructions for the Prelims examination in CommTech

For Patche and my other classmates. :))

Response to the Trendspotter's Guide to New Communications: Rise of English

My first TP's Guide response is about the death of distance. Here is another aspect presented in the guide, the rise of English. I agree with apprehension on this aspect because I see some reasons today that prove this aspect false. Read on to know what I mean.

 Ignorance Isn't Always Bliss 

My cell phone rings and I can't help but grab it quickly, opening the message. I open it and squint at the words I can't comprehend.

eOw pOwhszz. kAhmuStah nAh pOwhsszz kEu? jEjEJe. :)

I throw my phone to the bed, frowning at the memory of the creepy text message. People who text in a strange manner are called Jejemons. They are one of the most popular group of teenagers today, I must say. They are also known globally, thanks to their many haters whose primary goal was to annihilate them but otherwise failed. 

 

I have nothing against the Jejemons. They have the right to express themselves in any way, manner and sense they want. It is, anyway, the right of any human being to act in anyway he/she wants, provided that the act doesn't hurt or offend anyone.

But the main point here is that while technology is helping us communicate easier and faster, it may also be the primary factor in the deteriorating grammar, spelling and thinking abilities of the youth today. Ignorance is one culprit produced by the ever-improving technology. We become unaware of our actions. Because the technology is fast rising, we are no longer conscious of what words we are saying, how we are pronouncing them and how we are spelling them. We tend to just type in anything in the keyboard; what we give importance to is basically just sending the message across. This must not be the case.

Take for example the common scenario in telecommunication now. Shortcuts are used in text messages by almost everyone I know. My professor even tells our class that he uses shortcuts when texting. But just imagine my shock when he further tells us that because of this frequent shorctut-texting style, he oftentimes finds himself writing in shortcuts! He even admits that he sometimes forgets the spelling of some words he knew the spelling to back then! Wow oh wow. If things like these happen to a professional like him, what more to students and teenagers like us?

This is not an issue to be taken for granted. This might appear as a joke to the older generation but it is a serious case to be given attention to. Imagine what would happen if the youth become incompetent learners in the field  they were once the masters of. If that would be the case, education would gradually lose its essence. There is no point in studying if the learning process is pointless and useless. Ignorance is not always bliss.

Response to the Trendspotter's Guide to New Communications: Death of Distance

We were asked to make a feature article as a response to TP's Guide. I chose the death of distance aspect as the focus of my article.

I agree with this aspect because distance seems non-existent with the use of technology. However, there is a side effect to this advantage. Read on to know. Here is my two cents on the topic:

Death of Emotions

I stare with apprehension at the blinking cursor before me. Gradually, I obtain the courage I need to click his name on the Facebook search engine. I take the liberty of browsing through his profile, reading his status messages and looking through his latest pictures. I frown at some posts; I laugh at some of them. In between my stalking and reminiscing moves, I begin to miss him. 

He was my good friend. I was always in awe of everything he does. He was good in his academics. He played sports well. He was good-looking, too. He was kind, sensitive and friendly. Despite all the commendable traits, he kept his feet flat on the ground. But then again, he was my good friend. Was. Past tense. 

We were good friends back in High School. We used to eat lunch together, study for quizzes together, practice for group presentations together. We practically did everything together. But graduation came and we had to part ways. We went to different universities, making a promise to keep track of each other constantly with the use of technology. 

At first, we managed to keep the promise as planned. We texted everyday. I posted recent photos of my new world, just so he knows what I’ve been doing. He tweeted his whereabouts, his daily life and new activities. It felt like the distance between us died; he was so far yet so close to me. I was happy with the kind of set-up, the situation we had.

But months passed and the updates began to fade away. His texts were reduced to a sentence or two. The always-present smiley became non-existent. I felt that our relationship’s status was beginning to deteriorate. I made efforts to win his attention back. But he always replied with “I’m busy, let’s talk some other time” or “I’m tired, I’ll call you later.” We drifted apart like the islands of the Philippines described on the Continental Drift Theory.

The feeling is indescribable. There are no words to illustrate the pain I felt after the rejection. Yes, the death of distance is present between us. But why am I also feeling the death of emotions between us? Technology is indeed a double-edged sword, like plenty of things. It helps you stay in contact with the people you love, but there is no guarantee that you maintain your good relationship with them. You may be talking every single day on Yahoo Messenger, but nothing compares to being together and enjoying each other’s company, even for just an hour.

Technology has made everything easier, but it has also made some things impersonal beyond our control.

Check it out.

 National Geographic is holding its annual Photography contest again. Check out the amazing photos and get inspiration from the shots! :)

http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2010/11/national_geographics_photograp.html

Funny how things always get out of hand.

 

And because I am feeling totally cheesy today, I am posting random quotes and sweet nothings tonight. :>

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Can you imagine bread without butter?

Batman without Robin?

Hi without hello?

Pencil without paper?

Tarzan without Jane?

Spoon without fork?

World without people?

You without me?

(LOL! HAHAHA!) 

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Some people say that you don’t know what you got until it’s gone. But it’s not really like that. You always know what you have. You just never thought you would lose it.

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Which way are you gonna take?

The left one where there’s nothing right?

Or the right one where there’s nothing left?

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One of the worst things in the world is when someone makes you feel there’s a chance, when in fact, there’s none.

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Sometimes, you have to try not to care, no matter how much you do. Because sometimes, you mean nothing to someone who means everything to you.

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It’s really hard to let go of the person you wanted to be with forever. To accept the reality that you are never meant to be. To give up everything even if you still wanted to try. To finally wake up one morning, just to realize that you will never get to hold his hand, the same way as before.

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  Goodnight, love. :>

A great character will always make you more attractive than someone who has good face but no substance. Beauty catches the attention but character catches the heart.

Goodnight, bed bugs.

I went home at 10:00 PM and rushed to do my Expository Writing assignment. It's an essay about how I am different to other people and what makes me unique. Good thing I got to email it to my professor just before 12:00 AM. Oh well. Here's my load of rubbish.

Idiosyncrasy

I like eating Tuyo (dried fish) with my Champorado. I find myself smelling anything I come in contact with. I am annoyingly allergic to anything with Sesame – seeds, oil, you name it. I am finding Hello Kitty too girly for my liking. I like substituting condensed milk for peanut butter in my sandwich. I am always wishing on the first star I see every night. Idiosyncratic, yes I am. 

I have plenty of weird habits. They are enough proof to arrive at the conclusion that I am indeed unique. But what makes me stand out in a crowd is not my odd behavior, but my rather distinctive personality.

I can make one’s head spin with a single statement I throw at a debate. I involve myself in charity work. I do not frown at the thought of leadership. I embrace every opportunity and the consequences that come with it. I do not scratch my head at the pile of school work waiting for me when I come home; I believe that these tasks are essential training for my future in the industry. I dislike Politics, yet I enjoy indulging myself in discussions about it. I value my education. When I do something, I do it with a heart. I do not judge people on a physical basis; I deem that beauty is directly proportional to wit and benevolence. Admittedly, I make noise in class but the noise I make is definitely educational. I do not believe in love at first sight; a second look always shows a different angle.

Different as I am, I am continued to be loved and cared for by the people around me. Because of this, I am not afraid to show my true colors. I do not blend in the crowd; I stand out.

Kilig Vibes!

My friend, Yhen, tagged me in a post in Facebook. I got kilig vibes all over! Read, it's worth it. :)

Written by A Guy ♥

Tuesday, November 23, 2010 at 8:06pm

 

 

We guys don't care if you talk to other guys.

We don't care if you're friends with other guys.

But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.

It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.

We don't care if a guy calls OR TEXTS you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.
Nothing is that important at 2 am that it can't wait till the morning.

Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/stunning, we freaking mean it.

Don't tell us we're wrong.

We'll stop trying to convince you.

The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.

Yeah, you can quote me.

Don't be mad when we hold the door open.

Take Advantage of the mood I'm in.

Let us pay for you!Dont 'feel bad.We enjoy doing it.

It's expected.

Smile and say "thank you".

Kiss us when no one's watching.

If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.

You don't have to get dressed up for us.

 If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.

We like you for who you are and not what you are.

Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's.

Or my tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up.

Don't take everything we say seriously.

Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.

Don't get angry easily.

Stop using magazines/media as your bible.

Don't talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us.

 It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.

Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/'beautiful"I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/stud/cutie/sexy" or whatever else you can think of.

On the other hand I'm not saying I wouldn't like it either ; )

Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change!

Ditch his sorry butt, disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect. Someone who will honor your morals.

Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.

Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.

Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.

Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "I love you" ..and actually mean it.

Give the nice guys a chance.

Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this,so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this.

 ADVICE:

*Holding Hands

Girls: If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.



*Movies

Girls: During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder.

Guys: Lift her chin up and kiss her.



*Loving each other

Guys: When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... And mean it.



*Laying below the starsa

Girls: When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heartbeat.

Guys: Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.

AB Mass Communication Major in NSTP.

7:00 AM - My mom woke me up, saying "Gising na, baka ma-late ka sa NSTP." I just shrugged. There's no way in hell I'm gonna be late for an LTS class. The professors are always late. And it's the first class, so I'm sure the prof's gonna show up at 9 AM.

I arrived at school at 8:20. I went to CS 410, much to my disbelief. (The fourth floor. MY GOLLY.) Anddddd my professor was already there. What the freak?

So we prayed the Adamsonian Prayer. Good thing I already memorized it. Having transferred to Adamson from UST, it's really hard to adjust to new prayers and hymns. But when the professor made us sing the Adamson Hymn, oh boy. I did not sing because I don't know the song. It would be disrespectful if I tried to sing it when I know that I really can't. Then the professor suddenly called my attention and asked me why I'm not singing. I simply answered because I was a transferee. And I thought that was the end of the conversation. I was wrong.

The prof made us sit down. I asked my seatmate if it was okay that I sit beside him. He said yes. And suddenly, the prof called me again and said, "Why are you talking? You have plenty of time to talk later. Why did you not sing the Adamson Hymn? Because you are a transferee? From where? And when?"

But before I can answer, he said I will be singing the hymn next meeting. What the fudgeeeee. What the hell is wrong with you, sir?! Seriously?! I do not know the song because I am only taking my Theology subjects now. I have no one to teach me the song. Can you not understand that?

Then he made us introduce ourselves. We were expected to tell our names, year and courses, and our organizations or affiliations in school. Then it was my turn.

Me: I am Jianne.. Blabla.. I am a member of AUMACOMMS, and a writer for Papyrus, the department's official publication.

Sir: You consider yourself a writer and yet you cannot sing the Adamsonian Hymn?

Me: *Getting pissed* Sir, I am a writer, not a singer.

Sir: Your loyalty to Adamson is questionable.

Me: I WILL SING THE ADAMSONIAN HYMN NEXT MEETING. I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT.

He really got to my nerves after that. I mean, who does he think he is?! I love Adamson, and as far as he is concerned, he does not know a thing about my loyalty to Adamson. Really. I am proud of being an Adamsonian. Would I transfer to Adamson from UST if I am not?

Then he gave his supeeeeerrrrr yawn-inducing lesson about who the hell cares. There's a quiz next meeting, and tons of activities. Wow. I can see how passionate he is for NSTP. I admire him for that. But pleaseeee sir, can you try not to be so annoying?

So for him not to think that I despise him and that I am afraid of him, I looked into his eyes the whole meeting. I'm not afraid of you. I'll show you. I'll show you how wrong you are.

Hahahaha. Til next meeting, sir. >:)

I don't want wrinkles. No, I don't want them. Not now, not in a million years.

Aside from feeling totally lazy today, I am feeling all the stress from the past week. And I have a feeling that the coming week will be more stressful.

Fajillions of assignments. Millions of projects. When will all these end?

ANSWER: NEVER. ASA KA PA.

It's like breathing to me.

YAY!

I'm done with the essay for Expo class! =)) I am actually very familiar already with Sir Ferdie's 300 words rule, given that he was my CommSoc (Communication and Society) professor last semester. I think he is a very knowledgeable educator, and I am learning a lot from him. (Of course you'd think that's being sipsip over there, but he won't even read this, so why would I bother doing that?)

I'm quite excited with all my writing classes. I love writing and it's like breathing to me. Although I cannot say that I am very good in it. HAHA.

6/55

My mom and cousin are watching the Lotto telecast right now. Apparently, they bought tickets earlier today and were hoping to win the whopping prize of half a billion pesos.

Well, good luck to everyone watching tonight. I hope we win. LOL. =))

If we don't pay attention, who will?

Ever since that Maalaala Mo Kaya commercial about war veterans aired in ABS-CBN, I couldn't stop thinking about it.

There was just something about this issue that screams injustice, corruption and inequality. I researched about it on the net to feed my curiosity. Fair enough, I found an article about it.

http://globalnation.inquirer.net/viewpoints/viewpoints/view/20100613-275362/Filipino-war-veterans-Forced-to-sue-the-country-they-defended

It is greatly disturbing to see the senior citizens living abroad in poverty, but it is more troubling to know that they are not properly compensated for defending an entire nation and getting ignored in the process over the years.

This issue has been going around for, like, forever. If we don't pay attention, who will?

Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it. Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens, that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both. - Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesia

The 100 Most Beautiful Words in English

Ailurophile	A cat-lover.
Assemblage	A gathering.
Becoming	Attractive.
Beleaguer	To exhaust with attacks.
Brood	To think alone.
Bucolic	In a lovely rural setting.
Bungalow	A small, cozy cottage.
Chatoyant	Like a cat's eye.
Comely	Attractive.
Conflate	To blend together.
Cynosure	A focal point of admiration.
Dalliance	A brief love affair.
Demesne	Dominion, territory.
Demure	Shy and reserved.
Denouement	The resolution of a mystery.
Desuetude	Disuse.
Desultory	Slow, sluggish.
Diaphanous	Filmy.
Dissemble	Deceive.
Dulcet	Sweet, sugary.
Ebullience	Bubbling enthusiasm.
Effervescent	Bubbly.
Efflorescence	Flowering, blooming.
Elision	Dropping a sound or syllable in a word.
Elixir	A good potion.
Eloquence	Beauty and persuasion in speech.
Embrocation	Rubbing on a lotion.
Emollient	A softener.
Ephemeral	Short-lived.
Epiphany	A sudden revelation.
Erstwhile	At one time, for a time.
Ethereal	Gaseous, invisible but detectable.
Evanescent	Vanishing quickly, lasting a very short time.
Evocative	Suggestive.
Fetching	Pretty.
Felicity	Pleasantness.
Forbearance	Withholding response to provocation.
Fugacious	Fleeting.
Furtive	Shifty, sneaky.
Gambol	To skip or leap about joyfully.
Glamour	Beauty.
Gossamer	The finest piece of thread, a spider's silk
Halcyon	Happy, sunny, care-free.
Harbinger	Messenger with news of the future.
Imbrication	Overlapping and forming a regular pattern.
Imbroglio	An altercation or complicated situation.
Imbue	To infuse, instill.
Incipient	Beginning, in an early stage.
Ineffable	Unutterable, inexpressible.
Ingénue	A naïve young woman.
Inglenook	A cozy nook by the hearth.
Insouciance	Blithe nonchalance.
Inure	To become jaded.
Labyrinthine	Twisting and turning.
Lagniappe	A special kind of gift.
Lagoon	A small gulf or inlet.
Languor	Listlessness, inactivity.
Lassitude	Weariness, listlessness.
Leisure	Free time.
Lilt	To move musically or lively.
Lissome	Slender and graceful.
Lithe	Slender and flexible.
Love	Deep affection.
Mellifluous	Sweet sounding.
Moiety	One of two equal parts.
Mondegreen	A slip of the ear.
Murmurous	Murmuring.
Nemesis	An unconquerable archenemy.
Offing	The sea between the horizon and the offshore.
Onomatopoeia	A word that sounds like its meaning.
Opulent	Lush, luxuriant.
Palimpsest	A manuscript written over earlier ones.
Panacea	A solution for all problems
Panoply	A complete set.
Pastiche	An art work combining materials from various sources.
Penumbra	A half-shadow.
Petrichor	The smell of earth after rain.
Plethora	A large quantity.
Propinquity	An inclination.
Pyrrhic	Successful with heavy losses.
Quintessential	Most essential.
Ratatouille	A spicy French stew.
Ravel	To knit or unknit.
Redolent	Fragrant.
Riparian	By the bank of a stream.
Ripple	A very small wave.
Scintilla	A spark or very small thing.
Sempiternal	Eternal.
Seraglio	Rich, luxurious oriental palace or harem.
Serendipity	Finding something nice while looking for something else.
Summery	Light, delicate or warm and sunny.
Sumptuous	Lush, luxurious.
Surreptitious	Secretive, sneaky.
Susquehanna	A river in Pennsylvania.
Susurrous	Whispering, hissing.
Talisman	A good luck charm.
Tintinnabulation	Tinkling.
Umbrella	Protection from sun or rain.
Untoward	Unseemly, inappropriate.
Vestigial	In trace amounts.
Wafture	Waving.
Wherewithal	The means.
Woebegone	Sorrowful, downcast.

Anong nauna, itlog o manok?

I don't know the answer. See for yourself as Kuya Kim answers this frightening question via Twitter.

After a few seconds..

Is is just me or his answer was totally written in Chinese? I didn't understand a thing. :| HAHAHA.

Still waiting for the guy who would tell me those words. *SIGH*

Ten decades later..

I still haven't eaten anything.

I did not get my Hawaiian pizza. :-(

Life is so crueeeeeeeeeel. /wrist

Currently thinking of eating a Hansel cracker.

You're going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it's always their actions you should judge them by. It's actions, not words, that matter. 

- Nicolas Sparks

K-O Banat.

Boy: Your beauty kind of reminds me of Manny Pacquiao.
Girl: What. The. Hell. So I look like a man?
Boy: No! It knocks me off my feet.

I am craving for youuuuuuuu ♥

Dear Hawaiian pizza,

Please stop making me salivate and appear in my very eyes right now. I want to squeeze your thick crust and feel your oil around my fingers. I want to taste the incomparable feeling I get whenever I chew on your pineapple bits. I want the whole of you in my mouth right now.

Please stop looking oh-so-delectable for I might dash out of my house and invade the nearest Pizza Hut outlet.

Sincerely Yours,
Jianne

Just to clarify.

Just to clarify things with my previous post, I am not THAT bitter. I have spent many Christmases in the company of my ever-supportive family and friends and I did not regret anything.

I have always been happy being single. I don't need someone to be content with life. I always have been the one to say that I am just ecstatic to be where I am now.

But lately, I have been feeling a bit lonely and let's say, empty. (Chumacharot.) It might be envy produced by all the romantic movies and books I have read. LOL.

Whatever, I shall go back to my scavenger ways and find something to eat in the fridge.

Mom is joking again.

Mom: Sino ka-date mo kagabi?
Me: Wala, ma. Bigyan mo ko ng ka-date.

And yet I am reminded again of my cold Christmas, which I will celebrate hugging myself and not hearing the words "I love you" from a special someone.

AKO NA BITTER. :| =))

New and improved.

Well, what do you know? I have made another blog again, this time for a CommTech class (For the non-Mass Communication students, it's Communication and Techonlogy). I have been blogging since High School; May it be in Friendster, Multiply or Tumblr. I have made a Blogspot blog before, but I don't remember my usename, password and even my blog name. (HOW LAME IS THAT?)

Anyway, I am looking forward to blogging again. :-)