Ohana Blues
March 29, 2007Until about seven years ago I was Daddy's little girl and he was Superman personified. He was the only man in my life and everything was okay. He knew everything about me. When I was little, he’d give me Barbie dolls and Snoopy merchandise as pasalubong every time he’d come home to Cebu. He knew how much I loved those. He knew all my deepest, darkest secrets and I’d come to him to seek advice. He knew I wrote songs so when I was in fifth grade, he hired an organ instructor for my brother and I.
Seven years later, everything changed. Daddy remarried. I thought it was the end of the world. I was wrong. No sooner than that had the nastiest little bug came and, quite honestly, I would’ve loved to just flick a finger at it so it would splatter all over the windshield of my life [thanks for the idea, Garfield]. And just like that I wasn’t the only little girl for him anymore.
5 things to look forward to after college:
5. I get to decide how to do my own room.
4. I don’t have to suffer under bad cooking anymore.
3. I’d be far, far away from The Others.
2. I wouldn’t have to see The Narcissist vis-à-vis on a daily basis anymore.
1. I wouldn’t have to live in Hell House II anymore.
5 things NOT to look forward to after college:
5. 0 funds.
4-1. Well, really. I don’t want to grow up, so why would I look forward to life after college?
DeviMeg
March 22, 2007breakdown:
Devi > Deviruchi = a demonic and equally cute pet in Ragnarok Online.
Meg > me, of course. 
Do All Dogs Go to Heaven?
March 20, 2007I was meaning to take a picture of her for the longest time. I tried one time but I deleted it and decided I would after she’s had a good bath. I figured she was at her most beautiful when her fur is a soft white. I always forgot to do so and I was never really home most of the time. I never got another chance.
Cleo [I named her after that pretty white poodle from the cartoon series, Clifford] was a Japanese Spitz Hybrid. Everybody said she was guapa [beautiful]. She was 7 months old when she was given to us by Auntie Bebe.
Daddy was ecstatic; he’s always loved for us to have a pet dog in the house. He and my late mum once owned a Dalmatian named “Spotty” in Taiwan where he works but had to give him up when they decided to have a rather long vaca here in Cebu. My kid sister, on the other hand, freaked out. Oh, she’s a squealer, all right. She was terrified of dogs and she’d never get near one. So imagine her surprise when Daddy really got us the pet. I still get the chills every time I remember her frantic screams ringing in my ear. Eventually, though, she’s come to realize that Cleo was harmless and she actually started liking her. So in a way, Cleo paved a way for her to like dogs. She now pets other dogs in the neighborhood and occasionally plays with them, too.
Having a pet dog in the house spells hard work. It’s a good thing we have Ate Neneng [the help]. She cleans up after Cleo; feeds her, gives her baths, delouses her, plays with her and all. So as you can see, she’s closest to Cleo. I can’t imagine how she’s feeling right now. From my window, I can see her with her friends outside. She’s actually laughing. I wonder if she’s just faking that to mask what’s really going on insider her.
Perhaps you’re wondering if Cleo and I had had a close relationship as well. I wish I could say yes. I’ve always been a dog-lover since I was a little kid. The first pup I’ve had I named “Triny” because back then I loved the Power Rangers and my friends and I played parts during our free time. I was, of course, the Yellow Ranger [Triny].
The summer before fifth grade my brother and I were arranged to live with my Aunt in Oroquieta City. I was emotionally depressed back then and it was showing through my grades, but that’s another story. Anyway, Mommy had to go live with Daddy in Taiwan, where she would be treated [she had breast cancer]. Everyone thought it best for us to have a different environment, that it would do us some good.
So my brother [Ahia] and I lived at our Aunt’s place which houses [as of today] more than fifteen dogs among other animals. I loved it there. I got to be with so many dogs of beautiful breeds.. and there were mixed ones, too. A year later, 3 pups were born. I was given the privilege of naming them. And so I did. They were Wizard, Crystal, and Creamy. Ahia and I had our favorites. Of course, he picked the male [Wizard]. I thought Creamy was puny and a bit, well, ugly. So I picked Crystal. Ahia and I would play with Wizard and Crystal all the time and didn’t even strain to notice poor Creamy. Months later I realized Crystal didn’t grow up as cute as I’d thought her to be. Wizard’s hair was all puffy and well, ick. Creamy, though, was tiny and really cute. I like her best, I told myself. Ahia started to drift away from Wizard and was more focused on his gameboy and basketball, among other things. I grew even closer with Creamy. Ama [grandmother] loved her, too.
March 11, 2000 at dawn a year later, Creamy died. She was pregnant with rather large puppies [the father was a big dog and you know how small Creamy was].. you do the math. Ama and I cried. We loved Creamy so much it hurt. I swore never to get too close to another puppy again.
Ahia stayed in Oroquieta City for only two years. We were given a choice between staying and going back to Cebu City. He decided to call it quits and chose Cebu. I stayed.
Wizard died a few years later. Proxy, the black Labrador-Doberman tyrant, got loose and attacked him and we were too late to save him. Ama grieved; he was such a good dog.
Perhaps you’re wondering exactly what happened to Cleo. And here it is.
I was leafing through a magazine when I heard it. The sound of a speeding car muffled by a string of terrified screeches. I looked through my bedroom window and there she was, lying on the side of the wall. Shaking.
Firsthand witnesses [Ate Neneng and Ate Elvie] said Cleo was tied to the Bayabas tree and was just standing there. A distilled-water delivery car was parked on the other side of the road when this taxi from the back part of the village overtook the parked car. The front bumper hit Cleo in the face. She reportedly fell to the ground. The taxi didn’t even stop and actually ran over her with both the front and back left tires! Ate Neneng called the taxi owners’ [who lived at the back] attention and when they came they were barking mad stuff and left just like that.
“..defensive mechanism.”, a neighbor and friend said to us. In a way, I’m relieved to have the other neighbors on our side. One was even concerned about how Daddy would react when he hears the news when he would arrive in Cebu the very next day. Others commented on what a sad thing it was to lose Cleo, that she was so pretty and nice and playful and how great she danced… To be honest, I really don’t know how I feel. Should I feel any sort of remorse for not being close to her enough to know all those nice things they’re saying about her? Would it be okay to feel sad to lose her even if I’m not closest to her? I remember going back up the stairs, knocked on Ahia’s room and told him about what happened. I was on the brink of tearing up. Do I even have the right to be so? The questions seem easy to answer but when you’re the one having to deal with it all, the answers seem clouded.
After the "accident"
Pink ‘n Pretty
March 14, 2007Kusajishi Yachiru [草鹿 八千流], Shinigami Lieutenant of the 11th Division, president of the Shinigami Women's Association.
Voice actor Hisayo Mochizuki
Birthday February 12
Height 109 cm (3'7")
Weight 15.5 kg (34.2 lbs)
video by MinteezZ.
No Miss!
March 13, 2007This is a screenie I took in the middle of the game.. so proud of this one because for once [heeh!] I have not missed a single dance move. That marks '0' under the Missed category on the result shown after the game.
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prrr~~!
Just You.
March 12, 2007
Just You
-MEki
I see the glint in your eyes when you look at her
and here I am at your door, thinking 'bout what to do.
should I knock or should I turn away
say goodbye to everything we knew.
I keep counting the days to the minute
I keep singing the songs til my lungs give out
I'm breathing to last my days without knowing goodbye
I'll forget all my time with just you
I know that to laugh again here's what I should do
I should stop hurting and give way to you
So while I'm dying inside, take this hand
coz it's the last time you will, and soon you'll understand.
I keep counting the stars in my sky
I keep falling from places and I dun know why
I'm breathing to my last days until the fated goodbye
I'll forget you in time –
Coz I can start living again
but without you it's going to be hard
I can't stop thinking about you
But I should and I will, it's a new beginning.
I keep counting the days to the minute
I keep singing the songs til my lungs give out
I'm breathing to last my days without knowing goodbye
I'll forget all my time with just you
I keep counting the stars in my sky
I keep falling from places and I dun know why
I'm breathing to my last days until the fated goodbye
I'll forget you in time
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made up:
Who Dat?
Oh, it's Avril.
That's what was going through me head while watching the first part of Avril's new vid, Girlfriend. As I, Meg, am one of Avril's many adoring fans, I was unfazed wit' her new look. I mean, granting that one has been following Avril's fashion traces by the album it would seem noticeable that she has yet again modified her look. Oh, she's still punk chic.. it's just that she's incorporated a dash of new colors into her wardrobe now. The result has a very.. well, weird grandiose effect. Need I say more? I think the pic pretty much speaks for itself, really. I don't disapprove but quite honestly, I am a bit solicitous about that new look of hers. A good number of people seem to think it raucous, if not trashy. Let's not elaborate.
Okay, by now we've pretty much covered the look part. Moving on, the song. Ehmahgawd! Is it just I or is it just — plain — hokum..?! Oh, translation: Utter nonsense. Or as I'm fond of calling it, bunkum! Tee-hee! Anyway, it really is [the song, silly!]. "Hey, hey! You, you! I don't like your girlfriend!" Com'on! It doesn't get any cheaper than that. Wait, am I sounding like an anti-Avril person yet? Because I'm not. Really. I'm just a little pissed, I guess. I've read from an online source that Avril was drunk while recording the songs in her new album. Yea, I can see [and hear!] that. One word: gaucherie. Or would you prefer tactlessness? Lack of social grace? Stupidity?
Oh yea, Avril danced in the MV! It's soo cute. She acted parts, as well. Not so bad.
Here's how I put it:
PROs: The dancing and acting. The sets. Cute guy. [I am more like amused than electrified, actually.]
CONs: Everything else.
If I had not heard the 'Keep Holding On' track — which is relatively a good one – I would've been chagrining even to this point.
This is the album cover. "The Best Damn Thing"
So cute. ^_^
Ds Ding Dong!
March 4, 2007dockz. denkenesh. deviruchi.
I seem to fancy the letter 'D' a lot. what-ev.
oOps!
March 3, 2007
Chon2 is back from Saipan-Manila! If you look close enough, you'd the slight mass forming under his cheekbones. Very hey-I-just-got-here-from-abroad cool. Ooh!
Oh, and he's brought me stuff! My favorite is the monkey wrist support — soo kawaii!! ^_^
Isn't he thoughtful..? He knows I dig monkeys so much. heeh!
It's so great to see him again! I've missed him so, so much!~
On a diff'rent note, I still dun know how to use Flickr in i.ph. Sucky.
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I remember reading the Oops! sections in magazines where readers get to see really embarrasing mishaps of other readers. I remember wanting to post a few of my own, but I knew I din't have the rated-5 ones. Stupid, I know. Anyway, I should've never wished for one.
I had the most embarrassing moment to date yesterday. I was in a hurry to get home and change into me uniform because of a last minute text message saying our duty group was gon' meet at the main campus for the orientation. I din't realize my fly was open! A couple of 20-something ladies slowly called my attention and told me about it. About time, too! I was gon' cross the dang street! Ack!
Do Opposites Attract?
March 2, 2007 
Yasmin said Johnson and I are beginning to look a lot like each other, like when I turn sideways I'd look like him. I was like, "Yea, and we're starting to dress like each other, too." Which is kind of true. There are days when we go to Scrubs wearing the same colors or the same theme. I guess eventually, you end up dressing like the people you hang out wit'. Or you unconsciously want to compliment each other. Personally, I dun mind except for one thing — no citrus-y colors for me.
;)
Chonchon and I have been together for 5 months now but some of my friends think otherwise. I keep hearing stuff like, 'you two look like you've been together forever!' or 'you seem like you've been together for a really long time now'. And I'd have a hodge podge of feelings toward that notion. Some days I'd be like, 'yea?' and be all giddy about it. Some days I find it very vexing. Hmm.
In a gross perspective, Chon2 and I have a lot in common. But if you take a step further into the details there's a diff'rent picture. Check it out:
1. We're both into music..
– He likes christian music, the classics, OPM, some pop. I'm all punk rock and alternative - pop, too.
2. ..playing computer games. We've both played pRO. He quit, I've been idle.
– He moved on to RF, quit after getting hack'd. I still play pRO on very rare occasions even after I was hack'd. He still plays Dota All Stars and pilots a good friend's RF character. I'm currently playing Audition Dance Battle, FLYFF, o2 Jam, COD..
3. ..watching animè.
– I'm more into the cute, artsy fartsy type. He's into ones wit' the good storylines. He's influenced me [in a good way] to watch animès wit' more substance, though, like Bleach. I'm forever grateful because had he not, then I wouldn't know of Kusajika Yachiru and Hitsugaya Toshiro ;*
4. ..being bossy [nuu, I mean we like to voice out our opinions whenever there's like, a project or some'm — heeh!]
– Hm, in this category I think we're pretty much on the same level. I dun want to project this as being wannabe leaders, though. It simply means we're inherent wit' pertinent, pertinacious, adroit ideas that we know works. Think counselor and adviser.
5. ..Badminton.
– He's become really good at it. I've developed a problem wit' my skills, or the lack thereof. Lewls.
6. ..food.
– The rice guy. Hey, he eats. I seem to have given up hope.
7. ..current events.
– He reads the newspaper like I would a magazine [I've resorted to the prattle sources online now]. So he'd be like, 'Yea, I know about that yadda yadda yadda' and I'd be like, 'There's a new Britney Spears doll out and it's called Shears, get it?'
Oh, the list goes on. Sometimes we argue about minute details. It's so cute.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, we're polar opposites. Anyway, opposites attract — right?
:)
I probably shouln't be posting this. If he reads this, I'm never gon' hear the end of it. ~.~
