// My Sassy Girl: Gyeon-woo’s 10 Rules ♥//

1st.
Don’t ask her to be feminine.

2nd.
Don’t let her drink over three glasses. She’ll beat someone.

3rd.
At a cafe, drink coffee instead of coke or juice.

4th.
If she hits you, act like it hurts. If it hurts, act like it doesn’t.

5th.
On your 100th day together, give her a rose during her class. She’ll like it a lot.

6th.
Make sure you’ll learn fencing and squash.

7th.
Also be prepared to go to prison sometimes.

8th.
If she says she’ll kill you, take it lightly.

9th.
If her feet hurts, exchange shoes with her.

10th.
Finally, she likes to write. Encourage her.

// My teenage theory about college life.//

When I was about to finish high school, I have this Mean Girls depiction of college life. I was expecting to see a Regina George-like-bitch roaming around the campus, together with her two faithful disciples. I was also expecting a college-varsity-heartthrob who is, of course, the love life of the campus biatch. I also thought of a disastrous table setting of different clicks in the canteen, wherein I should carefully choose who I’ll seat with or else I’ll be eating lunch in a comfort room my entire college years.

So that’s how I had have picture college life.

But this is what I have figured out when I was in college:

Due to a very large population of students in DLSU-D, – I have no idea of the exact number – I don’t think that the existence of such ‘evil highness’ would be blatant in the whole campus. In reality, bitches are all around. It’s just that there is no such ‘highest bitch of all’.

In DLSU-D, varsity boys are not well-recognized. They are not like in the movies where they possess such authority that everyone in the campus is required to honor their greatness. I also noticed that not all of them are good-looking. Actually, I didn’t saw a heartthrob potential in any of them or my eyes are just really choosy, I guess.

In my first day in college, I have this weird plan of stereotyping myself into a mysterious-silent-type of creature. Unfortunately, Dada sat beside me on our first class and started the ‘talking’, and then we clicked. In her, I experienced love at first sight and our very intimate relationship is still strong until now… Just kidding, we’re best friends and we are so straight. Lol. So in my first day, I didn’t have a problem of whom I’ll be eating lunch with, but we had a hard time finding a table in the chaotic square canteen. Lol. Anyways, I think college freshmen don’t have a lonesome experience on their first day because everyone is a stranger. It’s either you’ll start approaching people or someone will come up to you and will do all the talking.

So that’s it. What I thought about college when I was in high school is completely different to what I’ve experienced. ☺

// A Daughter’s Lamentations//

Half awake, I am.

My eyes are slightly open. I have a blurry view of our tarnished white ceiling.

Flashbacks of memories came into my mind. These are memories obstructed by the distress you have caused.

Never have I remember you as a loving and caring father, nor a good husband and provider.

All I have of you are memories in despair.

But this time, this ‘hamartia’ of yours is put into one side. Perhaps, what I have are some instances in which I would consider you my father.

When I was a little, I remember us having a small get-together in our balcony every night. It was attended by several members of our extended family and sometimes our neighbors. We were chatting and laughing while having snacks. You’ll crack a joke and everyone’s buying it. Then you’ll suddenly start playing the guitar and now everyone’s singing.

In that simple gathering, I can say that we were so happy.

I would like thank you for those moments of genuine laughter. You know, you just made a picture of a perfect family.

Well, it was just a ‘picture’ and sad to say, this ‘picture’ has been tainted by your flaws.

I also remember the day I graduated in high school. In that time, you are no longer with us. After the graduation ceremony, you came towards me and gave me a silver bracelet. It was the first gift I have ever received from you. In that moment, I was overwhelmed not just because you gave me a present but mainly because of your ‘presence’ in one of the important episodes of my life.

At least for one day, I feel your support as a father.
That was the last time I remember seeing you, breathing.

Maybe, the reason behind my nuisance is that you did not even bother explaining to me why you are such an ‘asshole’. You did not even try visiting us, after leaving. I understand if you were heartbroken by your annulment with my mom, but I don’t think that your children are included in such stupid legal procedure. You leave us hanging and at some point, I was ‘hoping’.

23rd of July 2011, I was at the height of enjoying the privilege of life’s simple pleasures, when I received a call. I had a hard time shifting my emotions but honestly, I was deeply saddened by your death.

My hopes crashed together with this one question in my mind: “Did you ever try fixing our family?”

#thisisonebigseriousshit

// Le crazy me.//

1st.
I have crazy mood-swings. Worst are the days before my period. I can easily turn an angel into devil in just a snap.

2nd.
I never ride or even try ferris wheel.

3rd.
I am a JB fan.

4th.
I hate teddy bears. I don’t think they’re cute.

5th.
I believe in zodiac signs.

6th.
I have a huge crush on John Loyd Cruz.

7th.
I prefer qwerty than touch screen.

8th.
I believe in signs.

9th.
Chocolate, ice cream and coffee are my mood booster.

10th.
I love walking in the middle of an empty road under the night sky filled with bright stars.

11th.
Hair fetish, I am.

12th.
I love the rain.

13th.
I love receiving flowers.

14th.
I am a convo killer.

15th.
I fear oblivion.

// Some ‘things’ inside my ‘curly isaw-like brain’//

Lately, I’m having some sort of realizations, due to a two weeks of multiple sleep and eating disorder, resulting to a massive brain damage in which the person will be force to do such crazy things that a normal person won’t even bother to realize.

In short, I’m bored.

So here are some crazy stuff rolling around my mind these past few weeks:

• I miss school. Lol.
I might look hypocrite but I really miss that huge campus with a lot of trees and has a stinky star-shaped lake at the center.

Especially the very famous building of JFH where liberal students can freely write whatever they want in every door of each cubicle of its comfort room in each floor.
Of course, I will never forget the stoned-kubos infront of JFH. The best meeting place of all time.

I also miss the 2nd floor of GMH where the boiling-hot office of DLSU-D Chorale is located together with the other PAG offices.

There are also a lot of memories stored in the old building of CTH. I remember tiring hours of rehearsals and several stupid accidents happened due to its shining-shimmering floor. Oh well, I was once a victim. Lol.

Gaah there are a lot of things to remember. Haha.
I’ll just write about it on my next entry.

To cut it short, I miss DLSU-D. PERIOD..

So let’s move on. Lol.

• Now that I’m a bummer, I realized that I love reading novels. I finished 3 books after graduation and I’m craving for more! Lol.

Honestly, I’m not into this kind of stuff. Reading is really not my thing… But that was before. Lol. I’m a changed person. Haha.

Kidding aside, I think reading is really a need for those who wanted to be excellent in writing. For you to be able to write, should first be able to read. It’s simply because you can never understand what you’re writing if you cannot read.

• Allowance ends after graduation. No other explanation. That’s it. Seriously, I’m broke. I can’t even watch The Avengers. I’m a loser.

• I miss the busy me.
If we come to think about it, this is the only summer vacation that an AB Broadcast Journalism student has.

This is what we we’ve always wanted, right?

But just because my vacation is soo damn boring, I don’t think I’m enjoying the privilege of having a-lot-free-time-to-waste.

• The “I’m 20, so please stop treating me like I’m 12” drama. So here is why I have the dumbest summer vacation ever:

In Dasma, I can do whatever I want: Party and get drunk till dawn, coffee with friends till 1am, movie and series whole day marathon, etc.
In short, I’m living young and wild and free. Lol.

Here in our house, I’m a fragile little girl who can’t stay outside till 6pm unless I’m with the trusted dudes who have cars that will fetch me home. These are our “HS gentlemen”. Lol.

Anyways, they’re not present in some of the gatherings. So most of the time, my 6pm curfew is effective. I would’nt want to break this rule or else my crazy grandma will be searching around town for me. Seriously, she already did that when I was in 4th year. HS.. It still freaks me out.

Another thing, I’m not allowed to stay-up and watch movies till midnight. Can you just imagine that?!

• Unemployment sucks.
This entry is wholly made out of boredom which is a result of my unemployment. Lol.
I wanna work soon. I’m so tired staying at home.

I need some action beybe. ☺