I am a pretty fairy princess from Fairytopia. :)

Me and my friend, Daniel. :)

Heyy guys. :"> I'm Chloé! =)))) I love eyeliner, cigs, boots, heels, SOBER CLUUUB and I love my friends. Chickas for life! AND Oh my Gee, I hate backstabbers, plastics and shit talkers, like so so so much until my brain hurts. :x I study at A.C. which is like the coolest school ever!!! Three exclamation points because its so cool! I give head to anyone, SMS me at 09272460392.

xx

PS: Please tell me not to delete this because I am the most beautiful fairy in Fairytopia. I have rainbow coloured wings which spread love and yogurt amongst all.

KILL BRATZ, TWEEN DORA AND FUCKING POLLY POCKET!!!!!!!111

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STRESSED.
48 hours and 30 minutes, and this is all over.
(Or not, kasi may Journalism & Broadcasting exam eklat pa)

This time it's not my fault. Di na 'ko tinamad nito.
SOBRANG DAMI TALAGA LANG.
K ang ganda ng sentence construction ko! HAHAHA. :P
And hello, hindi na ko pwede magpuyat tapos napipilitan pa ko. :-j
Seriously, I'm dying.
HAHAHA. Okay joke.

Um weird.
Julian Cirineo: bea
Julian Cirineo: cr lang ako
KELANGAN KO MALAMAN EH. =))))

K sorry Julian! Alam kong inaantay mo ang aking progress.
But as of now I'm blogging.
Sorry can't help it. :-j

Sana hindi nalang ako mabait.
Sana hindi nalang ako naaawa sa mga taong walang kapasidad na gumawa ng sarili nila.
Yes naman my Tagalog language.
Pero seryoso, ang bait kooo. :(
Umangal sasapakin ko sa sensitive parts!
HAHAHA. Okay I sounded like Obedoza nun ah.
Then para na akong si Allen. :)))

Shet mamimiss ko si Allen. :|
Ang sarap kaya mambully ng third year.
And I love love love making asar Allen!
And I love you too, Allen. :> [Bayaran mo na utang mo pls pls pls?]
Sabi sayo babalikan kita sa Beda. =))))

Mamimiss ko din ng sobra si Chua.
Di ko mamimiss si Nap, kasi si Nap parang mag-a-Ateneo ata.
AY WEIRD! Nakachat ko yung kuya ni Nap kanina.
Si Em daw sya [hindi ko tinatanong]. Sabi nya, "tulog na si nap :))"
SO BAT KA TUMATAWA!??
Hahahaha.

Tatlong beses kong ginulo si Katreena sa telepono ngayong gabi.
Ang nakakahiya pala nung feeling na after 10 minutes tatawag ka ule.
Lalo na pagka yung tipong 10:30 na ng gabi.
Ako: Hello... pwede po ulit kay Katreena?
Tatay nya: ... .... ... HELLO KAT? Phone!

HAHAHAHAH SORRY! Sabi kasi talaga nya HELLO KAT? =))))))
Pero sobra nakakahiya.
I love you Katreena!

Okay balik tayo sa mga mamimiss ko sa Beda.
...
Hirap mag-isip. Mas madaling mag-isip nung mga HINDI ko mamimiss eh.
Number One: Bitch Arlene sa canteen!!!!!
Yung babaeng sa canteen na sa athletes/gwapong lalaki lang ngumingiti.
Tas puta pag pangit and/or babae ka, TODO SNOB SYA OH.
Kaya siguro hindi masarap yung tapa ko. :-jjjj

Pero ayun, gusto ko talaga matutong magdrawing.
Para babalikan ko si Sir Dedace tas gagawan ko ng letras y figuras yung pangalan nya.
At sasabihin ko sakanyang, IN YOUR FACE BITCH!

Okay tama na talaga 'to. Bangag 'ko na eh.
Sasayaw nalang ako. :D

Thank God for Yahoo! Messenger.

My last post was on August 20, 2008.

Hello blog, it's already October 13, 2008. After almost two months, I can't say I have much to tell.

I've been blogging. Not here, not in my usual crappy English, but in Multiply and in vulgar Tagalog. Whoever thought I'd find peace in Multiply? I used to think the site was crappy, especially on the whole it-takes-me-ages-to-open-one-site thing, but I guess things change.

Senior high school changed my whole life too. In fact, it just turned my whole I'm-okay-with-my-life facade into a silly game.

Well, for one, I've always been the kind of student who could never dream of not passing requirements. But now I'm left behind with all the schoolwork and all I can do now is stare into space and think how pointless doing schoolwork is.

I always thought schoolwork was pointless, but I never actually gave up on it.

It doesn't feel good. How I came up with the idea that missing out on my responsibilities would be fun, I have no idea. I guess I'd be more okay with having a hard time accomplishing everything than feeling so disappointed at myself for not having finished all the stuff I have to do.

And I realized that it's not like I have a choice. My school sucks at this whole academic curricular thing: who thinks giving us truckloads of projects can help us learn anything at all? With almost eleven subjects to juggle with extracurricular activities (Student Council, anyone?), my wretched family life, and my currently non-existent social life, one can only manage.

Barely.

Most people can't understand this whole I-have-to-be-responsible thing.

Why?

Maybe because all of you already realized your purpose in life, your real mission, or whatever. I haven't. I still have no idea what to take up in college (even if it's only months away), what job I could actually last in, or if I even really want to be in college.

As for now, being responsible is the only thing I can do to sum up with this feeling of being so useless - why can't I decide for myself what I want to be in the future? Moreover, why do I have to decide my future in college applications and all that shit?

Do I really have to?

I know I can do good doing good in school (whaaat?). And so I strive in getting good grades and trying to impress my mom with them. But I'm failing.

And I'm not talking about it in a cute, figurative kind of way. I am actually failing school. The only thing I know I'm good at.

How sad that leaves me? You can only figure it out.

It tires me to feel this empty. Maybe all I need is something new: and I got it. Failure. It doesn't feel nice at all.

Bada Bing!

My sister might kill me for overdoing my "I'm-just-going-to-type-a-one-page-essay" because this is definitely not about which article I prefer to write: the Mindanao wars or the Beijing Olympics (duh, of course I'd choose the less boring one). But oh well, I'm quite sure she won't get that mad.

During my moments of spacing out bliss, I just realized that I was drafting a blogpost in my head. I have no idea why - usually this happens when I get emotional. But when you space out - like how I apparently keep on doing so these days - it hardly means you're emotional.

Maybe this is just me finding out that we finally have our Internet connection fixed and the idea of antagonizing my sister so I could use the computer whenever she's using it exciting once more.

But I shall not ponder on that. After all, I have much to write about. I think.

Maybe I should start with my short-lived obsession over my grades. I got two dismal eight-fives in card grade - Physics and Social Science. I don't quite believe that my grade in Social Science should be THAT low. It's just that my teacher thinks I'm not exerting my best effort, and so he decided to prod me to reality and make me see... that, well, I'm starting to suck in academics.

Well, thankyouvermuch, but a talk could've done it. Besides, I'm quite aware that I'm beginning to fail, you know.

Physics I can accept. Physics is most definitely harder than Geometry and Chemistry.

But with two 85's in my card, I'm beginning to wonder if first quarter will end nicely. Hmm.

Daniel and I got in trouble because a grade school teacher caught him inside the girl's bathroom. Whatever she's assuming we we're supposed to be doing, it's most probably wrong. Daniel is probably ten times girly-er than I am and my teachers know that. And besides, I would like to know what it's like to be in a "conference". I hope they don't call my mom over though, because that would lead to complications since she's busy and all that.

She's a grade school teacher, for shit's sake! She doesn't really scare me.

Conference, huh? This is probably the biggest trouble I ever got myself in since I started schooling. I shall relay how it will go, then.

Okay, so my sister has gotten around shouting. I shall split for now. :D

Har har.

I thought that when I'd come around to posting in my blogspot again, I'd be posting this draft I saved for my coming back, which is all about me making someone in my class cry and reiterating that I'm a nice person and all that... but I decided against it. It could lead to a scandal as it is.

So, with the first quarter at its end with only my grades left to be announced, I am now free. Well, sort of. I have somehow managed to involve myself in activities that I am not entirely interested in (read: theatrics) and I still have this Student Council thing going on. Plus, I'm still worried about failing the Physics test.

I haven't gotten around trying to figure out what's wrong with my Internet connection. Since my mom started fiddling with it, it just won't connect and I have to go to her office just so I can use the Internet. It's not that I'm dying to check my Multiply or whatever, but I have this website thing for TLE that I have to do. And the keyboard here officially sucks even if I'm starting to get used to it.

I have a dentist appointment later and this is probably the second or third time that I am sincerely looking forward to it. I think it has been two months since my last visit and I find myself grossed out whenever I think of the food stuck in between my teeth.

Stupid braces. Why didn't I follow my dentist's instructions more faithfully? That way I could've gotten my mouth metal-free sooner.

I want to watch a movie. Anything except the cheesy Sarah Geronimo film. Even Zohan, which I have already watched in pirated DVD. It was funny, but I still think it was pointless.

I still have to get my charm back. I'm not satisfied with the sarcasm level of this post either, and I am blaming all the staying up late for this. I have to get more sleep! Whoopee!

Condescending is such a nice word.

Got this from DQ's blog and even if I'm up at 4am again on a Sunday and I should be doing something more productive than this, I'm doing it.

You all probably know what I'm going to do now, anyway.

MY OWN ROCKBAND!

1. Go here. The first Wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
2. Go here. The last four words of the very last quote of this page is the title of your first album. If you want to do this again, you'll hit refresh to generate new quotes, because clicking the quotes link again will just give you the same quotes over and over again.
3. Go here. Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.
4. Go here. The first ten links you end up in (minus the .coms) are your 10 song titles.

Band Name: Mel Daniels - apparently, a basketball player. So only in my wildest dreams will I be able to pretend to actually know him since I barely know anyone... in sports.

First Album: Infinite to the Finite - cool.

Album Cover: too lazy to upload. Check this link out. Apparently, my album will either be Filipino or Hispanic.

Song Titles:

1. Vegweb
2. PBS
3. Sophos
4. Ninja Burger
5. Megnut
6. Consolidated Skateboard
7. Diary Land
8. Prank Records
9. Hanging Hex
10. Corriere


Okaaaayy. Weird songs.

Hm, I think that's all. I don't want to blab about the UPCAT since I already have in my Multiply blog. In Tagalog. You have to be my contact to read it though, because my Tagalog posts are really... vulgar.

P.S. Remind me to link DQ, Lara and Leigh when I get to it. My deepest apologies for not blog hopping. As you can see, I post to relieve stress. And let's hope I remember to take cough medicine so my throat will stop itching like freaking hell and I stop coughing like a stupid horse.

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It's almost four in the morning and I'm still up, supposedly doing my projects... but I'm taking a break. There's still a scaled model to finish and a scrapbook to start. But that's for later. I have another hour or so, and twenty minutes to spare. My brain needs rest from all the scissors and folders and adhesives. X_X

I haven't slept, yes. But I'm getting used to it. The sleeping-in-class part just sucks, especially for Physics (I can't freaking understand vectors!), but all in all, I'm okay with it.

Well, no, I'm not okay okay with it, but as I've said -- I'm getting used to it. I know I should get my sleep since this would probably just kill me and everything, but how in bloody hell am I supposed to finish everything if I sleep and avoid dying? What if I was meant to die doing these projects, anyway?

Given my luck, that's not totally impossible. I've been burned three times by the wonderful glue gun I've been holding for the past four hours. Two of my fingers are currently non-functional due to inevitable scissors mishaps... and I've got this really long and sharp metal ruler I use for... well, obvious reasons, and I could just end up stabbing myself seeing I'm such a huge klutz.

Damn, I can't even walk straight without tripping.

I can NOT wait for this week to just end. Two more days of not sleeping at all, then comes the stupid UPCAT (I can't wait getting over this thing), then a few more projects (Physics, TLE[?] and brochure thing for Math[!!]), then the exams... then I can finally watch my DVDs again.

The thought of this euphoria keeps me up and trying to do my projects. That and my disappointment if I manage to fail to do a project for the first time.

I have no idea why some teachers keep on comparing. Okay fine, last year's Pre-Law class had mad skillz, but we don't exactly care, do we? Why can't we just stick to teaching us the freaking Law of Sines and stay away from reminsicing how formal last year's Pre-Law class was?

I even like Trigo. Sometimes I'd like to insist that it's because of you, but situations like these just tick me off bad.

So it's either I'm getting good in Math (ha-ha) or Trigo is just 5390439 better than Geomtery.

'Kay, it's already 4AM. I have to get moving.