I was browsing through HairInManila's blog, and OH MY LORD, how I wish it was prom again! Just take a look at this article! It really makes me want to go back to high school and go through prom and ball all over again. Oh, regrets. I shouldn't have let my mom took so much control on what to wear! And the hair! My gosh. How I wish I had the confidence I have now to sport something as edgy as that. 

And because of that nostalgic article, I immediately opened my Multiply account and browsed over the albums of the eerie past. Just looking at the pictures made me laugh out loud! I kept thinking "WHY DID I WEAR THAT?!" Hahaha! Oh, fashion, such a heartless bitch. One day you think you're the epitome of FASHYOWN, the next day you're the fashion victim who blindly followed the trends!

Speaking of fashion... 

I've been Looklet-ing for the past two days now! Sheesh! Can you say ADDICTION? 


It's really an amazing website! Looklet offers a HUGE collection of tops, dresses, bottoms, accessories, shoes, bags, and yes, even underwear! So, go over to Looklet and start mixing and matching!

And that is why HairInManila is God sent!

A contest has been announced in one of HairInManila's recent blog entries! The awesome prize? An ultimate hair care collection package from no other than, Keratese! 

So, let me update you on my life.

The other day I blogged about how I excited I was for the PLAT++ dinner (PLAT++ is basically one of my barkadas. FYI to non-Filipinos, a barkada is a colloquial term for a group of friends). Well, that was the initial plan. But when I was already fixing up, a friend of mine SMSed me that the dinner was cancelled! So I talked to my other friend and well, we ended up going to our friend's condo for an impromptu despedida party! It was awesome! 

Anyway, today I was supposed to go to Taft to enroll. But at around 10am, I got an SMS from a friend. She was apparently having a 911 emergency. She was undergoing a semi-bad breakup.

I really didn't know what to say cause I've no idea what it feels like to break up with someone. Or to put it simply, I've no idea what it feels like to actually fall in love. It was, and still is, an alien thing to me. I couldn't really offer my two cents to her because I know, at this point, she already knows better. I couldn't help but be logical and over analytical every time she tells me her justifications for continuing a relationship that seems to be too hard to maintain. At some point, I'll wonder, is having a boyfriend really worth all the tears and all the heartaches? I honestly think its illogical. But then again, I couldn't blame her.

Being a neophyte when it comes to love related discussion, I'd always listen intently to my friends rant and ramble about their love mishaps, hoping that I would pick up something good, just in case I get into a situation similar to theirs. A lesson I learned from the collections of love related stories I heard from my friends, is that love is never logical. It's true. Who in the right mind would invest so much time and emotion without the insurance of being happy in the end? Love is something that you have no control over. On one hand, I've seen people fall madly in love with the person they least expected to but it turned out pretty well. On another hand, I've seen people who, initially, were thought of to be the ideal couple, go in their separate ways too soon. It is true that love wounds. It wounds you to the point that in the process of falling in love and accepting and bringing someone in your life, you somehow lose your identity. You go against the most basic, fundamental principles you once stood for. Love wounds. And sadly, it wounds to the point that there are actual bruises in your arms, marks of an ill-fated lover. Love wounds. It wounds you, even after you thought you're already over it. It stays with you. Even if you say you're not gonna let it affect you anymore. But after everything, in the end, they all say the same thing. Falling in love should never be regretful. You dive into a relationship, absolutely clueless of what's going to happen, you invest every imaginable investment, and if it goes wrong, its okay. Just the fact that you fell in love makes all the hurt bearable. And once you've finally moved on, you start with a clean heart again. 

Love is probably something I won't understand anytime soon. Gee, I don't think I'll understand it ever. Love is, indeed, beyond logic and human comprehension.

Oh and btw, it's 3 in the morning. I'm eating chocolate chip cookies and drinking Tanduay Ice. This is the life.

 Mr. Gibo Teodoro, this coming elections, I will not vote for you.

Not voting for you does not mean that I do not have confidence in your abilities, because I do. I think you're a terrific leader. I think you are a visionary thinker. I think you are what this country needs. However, the only reason I will not vote for you is that you are one with the administration, you are one with Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo. 

And I can't take any shit from her anymore. 

Because of my humdrum existence, I resorted into making a vow of...I don't know, entertainment? For the year 2010, I promise to watch one hundred and one, yes thats 101, movies. Now, isn't that awesome? Heehee! 

I'm currently watching Jennifer's Body. I know, its not my usual choice. But well, there aren't any dvds here! Oh btw, the movie is both stupid and creepy. SRSLY. I feel nauseated just watching it. 

Speaking of feeling...sick, I am literally sick. Just take a look at my trash bin!

Ehhhh. I hate being sick! Anyway, I gotta go now. I gotta finish watching Jennifer's Body! Oh and I'm way too excited for PLAT+'s dinner later! :) 

2009 was a cold, heartless bitch. But then again, 2009 undoubtedly made my outlook and disposition in life so much better. It was indeed a year of tests and challenges. The events that transpired in the great old '09 were just plain crazy.

1.) Oh, wow, look at that. I'm finally 18!


Turning 18 is probably the Philippines' version of the America's Sweet 16 or Mexico's Quincenera or even the girl version of the Jewish Barmitzvah. Its a time where in  you get to legally drink and drive ( neither simultaneously nor consecutively though). Plus you get to have an added bonus of stop-doing-silly-things-or-you-might-just-end-up-in-jail. Turning 18 is an awesome event! However, unlike other adolescent kiddos, I decided not to celebrate my "coming of age". Traditionally in the Philippines, the celebrant or the debutante holds a party or what we call a debut to formally celebrate her coming of age. Usually, 36 closest friends and relatives are picked to be the 18 candles and the 18 roses. Well, I don't want to bore you with the technicalities so, in a nutshell, a debut is a big birthday party, only fancier. That's what normal people do, you know, celebrate their debuts. But then, I'm not your normal average adolescent kid. I'm different. Okay, fine. I'll admit it. I'm a lazy ass bastard who doesn't want to spend a single centavo. So being my cheap and lazy self, I decided to ask a few friends over to Enchanted Kingdom (the only decent theme park here in the Phils). EK is totally my happy place. I'm a huge fan of roller coasters and well, fun things. So, going to EK with my friends was a blast! And when I thought my birthday couldn't get any better, my BFFs suddenly had a surprise visit to my house the next morning! I was in my pyjamas watching Wowowee for chrissakes! Epic! 

2.) Debut Season

Since I was one of the few people who celebrated their 18th on the early months of '09, I was one of the people who are actually allowed by the law, to drink. And yes, I waited until I was legal to drink. 'Cause I'm badass like that. No, but seriously, I really did. So when the majority of the debuts came rushing in, I drank. And I drank really hard. I couldn't help it! At every debut I ever attended, there's a mobile bar on the corner, tempting the party goers to drink, drink, and drink! They try to feign their victims into thinking "Oh, it's just juice with a teeny teeny bit of alcohol." So you drink a shot. Then another one, then another one, then another one. You tell yourself "Oh wow, this drink is awesome. It tastes good and it apparently alcoholic. But how come I don't feel anyt--Oh shit." And you're right. You're in deep shit.

3.) College is total liberation (well, fine, not...totally, but you get the point!!)

Exactly a year ago, I learned that I'll be going to De La Salle University. La Salle has always been my dream. It's a school that is very close to my heart since I was in 5th grade. I was the total La Salle fan girl! You know, Blaire Waldorf, and her love for Yale? Yeah, that's me and my love for La Salle. I know, deep. Haha! No but, seriously though, I always knew I'll study in La Salle. Hey, I even memorized the school hymn when I was in 5th grade! But nevertheless, I couldn't deny the fact that I was a bit sad and disappointed in myself that I didn't pass the UPCAT and the ACET. At first it was devastating. But then, I realized I never really wanted to go to Ateneo (Don't get me wrong, Ateneo is a very, very good school. Its just...not my thing.) and that UP will forever be just a dream (Even if I get in, I'll die from the workload and the terrifying professors!). But then, after everything, I guess I was just meant to study in La Salle. Plus its AMAZEBALLS to be green! Wouldn't trade it for anything (Okay, fine, but only for Harvard!!).

4.) H1N1 Scare

People suddenly felt ill, a new strain of virus was discovered, there's no known vaccine, no direct cure, stricken communities were placed under red alert, daily news bombarded us with updates on the victim count, the people were stricken with panic, everybody thought the world was going to end. It's just like a scene out of a movie! I could still remember the time when it was first announced that a person from DLSU tested positive for the A(H1N1) virus. It was around 5:45pm. My blockmates and I were going down the Miguel staircase after attending our Sociology class. The SCAn texted my blockmate that classes are suspended for the next day. We thought it was because of weather disturbances since it was raining a bit that day. But it seemed irrational. It was only drizzling! Besides, La Salle never suspends classes (If they do, its a tad bit late.) We were jumping for joy cause our block had to submit a paper the next day. Then another SMS came in, again from the SCAn, saying, the campus will be closed for the next 10 days due to a confirmed case of Influenza H1N1 in the university. Theeeeen, we were panicking. It was already 6:30 pm. It was dark. It was drizzling. And we we're still inside the campus! For sure we didn't want to contract the virus! So everyone started moving away from each other and quickly left the campus.

5.) Bagyong Ondoy ( Typhoon "Ondoy" Ketsana)

So, after all the things I've been through this 2009, I think its fair to say that although it was such a turbulent year for me, it definitely gave me a clearer outlook on life. It made me stronger, more nationalistic, more generous, and more pious. But then, I couldn't have survived if it weren't for the people who stuck with me for the duration of '09. Thank you. I mean it. 

I guess there's nothing else left to do but to pop a bottle of champagne, bid 2009 farewell and welcome 2010 with a bang! Cheers!