31 May 2006

On Driving

Before I met my friends to a badminton game, I went to driving lessons taught by one of our workers. Finally, after months of waiting, I can finally sit behind the wheel.

At first, I thought it was gonna be chicken. But you gotta coordinate your feet. At least I knew where to put my left feet (in the clutch only, THE CLUTCH ALONE). When the car was still running when I removed my feet on the gas pedal, my 'teacher' said "Preno, preno!" I stepped on the brakes like I would in those car racing games. You could imagine the three of us (me, mom, and teacher) hurling forward because of the sudden brake.

First lesson was atras abante. First I got so confused with the releasing of clutch and stepping on gas. It was fun, having to shift gears and do all stuff like that. I always wanted to learn how to drive then drive my mom to everywhere she wants. I always complain that she drives like a well, a turtle. And then she complains of me driving too fast.

Second lesson was how to back the car when for example, you made a mistake in turning the wrong road. It was kinda hard because I release the clutch and the car goes dead. And then there's this truck waiting for me to leave! I got too nervous and had to give it to teacher.

Third lesson was to make ikot ikot around the neighborhood. That was my favorite part. And I was driving really fast hahaha....

Next lesson was how to park. God bless me......

After that, I went to play badminton with a couple of friends. I'm quite tired but still okay. Hope to repeat this feat. Hahaha....


30 May 2006

WHEN DO CLASSES START????

I'm envious of my friends studying in either DLSU or CSB. They're all excited with their assignments, classes, recitations, stuff like that. I hate to admit it, but I miss those recitations and school things like that. I AM ATTRACTING FLIES HERE BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO! I HAVE EXHAUSTED EVERY POSSIBLE ACTIVITY TO DO IN SUMMER!

I've been reading the blogs of my high school pals and they're raving about everything in college life. I'm going to UST and I'm quite excited about everything--from the walking to class to books and notebooks. My hands are itching to bomb the chemistry lab of the university. Bwahahaha...

My classes start on June 15. Two to three more weeks of having to stay at house! I am going crazy right now. My mornings are super boring, I tell you. I just stare at my dogs for four hours until lunch. From ten to three--those are dead hours for me. I just sit and attract flies. Of course I still the usual brushing of teeth, taking a shower, whatsoever and ever...

Here's a rundown of what I'm doing every day:

1. wake up and fix the sheets, get breakfast

2. turn on the TV for some good programs, which, unfortunately, there aren't

3. this is where I start to sit down and stare into nothing--from around nine to twelve

4. lunch, after lunch, read a book then take a nap until three, then turn on the PC

5. surf the net, watch CSI, make short stories

How I want to go to class. And then when classes start, I want to have vacation. Human nature.

29 May 2006

Complete Reconstruction

My blog has been renovated and I love the look, never mind that I had a frustrating time doing the templates from scratch. From the so-simple facade to the urban feel--this is Steph the way you want it: modern. Bwahahaha...=D

The background is patterned after the blue flavor of CSI: NY, if you just want to know.

I'm not just reconstructing the background--the contents as well. There will be some nonsense and more of the stuff (controversial stuff?). Drop by a few times to see if I have new posts. And tag as well--post your comments regarding the recent blog post.

Construction still on going. First, I have to figure out how to put in music into this blog...


20 May 2006

Controversy My Gluteus Maximus, But I Just Don't Care!


Today was a wonderful day.

It's Nikko's blowout day and we met at our dear alma mater Uno High. Several minutes later Lisa and Nicolo, the other peeps on the party, arrived and we took off. It just took us five to seven minutes to wait for these guys.

Outside Glorietta 4, we were kinda worried that we'll not be allowed to watch the movie. When the mall opened, my pals and I rushed to Greenbelt and bought our tickets first. When it was our turn, the seller asked, "Eighteen na po ba kayo?" Calmly and firm we all said, "Oo." Ako lang yung nag-opo! Hahahaha...

After buying the tickets, we decided to get loose and released the tension at nearby Timezone Arena. Of course, what would be a trip without DANCE MANIAX????!!!! I drummed my way with Percussion Freaks. After a good thirty minutes or so, all of us went to Teriyaki Boy for lunch. Busog na busog. BURP!

Hahaha, movie time now. From the start 'til end, there's only one word.
WOW!

It's really a fantastic movie. The action is great, you get a few laughs (if you understand their jokes that is), and you get thrill. The Da Vinci Code rocks--it will make you jump out of your seats. R-18? Sheesh. If you're mature and you're firm with your faith, there's no problem in that!

Next off, Cafe Briton. =) Crepes and coffee and milkshakes and explaining to Nicolo the whole movie.

Next off, Timezone Glorietta 4. Drums, Dance Maniax, car racing, and shooting.

Then dinner na sobrang nakakabusog courtesy of Lisa's parents. Thanks!

Wonderful day today, really. One of the best days in my life.


Check out Nikko's blog on the links. Tag please!



19 May 2006

You Only Get What You Give

A song from New Radicals. Sounds groovy.
You Get What You Give
Wake up kids
We've got the dreamers disease
Age fourteen
They got you down on your knees
So polite

You're busy still saying please
Frienemies
Who when you're down ain't your friend
Every night
We smash their mercedes-benz
First we run
And then we laugh till we cry
But when the night is falling
you cannot find the light (light)
If you feel your dreams are dying
Hold tight...

You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget
We only get what we give

Im coming home baby
Your the tops
Give it to me now!

Four a.m. we ran a miracle mile
We're flat broke but hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God's flying in for your trial
But when the night is falling
You cannot find a friend (friend)
You feel your tree is breaking
Just bend...

You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget
We only get what we give

This whole damn world can fall apart
You'll be ok
Follow your heart
You're in harms way
I'm right behind
Now say you're mine...

You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget we only get what we give
Don't let go
I feel the music in you

Fly high
What's real can't die
You only get what you give
You're gonna get what you give
dont give up
Just dont be afraid to live :)

Health insurance rip off lying
F.D.A. big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they're multiplying
Fashion shoots with beck and hanson
Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson
You're all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around
We'll kick your ass in!!

Don't let go
One dance left
Don't give up
Can't forget

16 May 2006

Controversy My Gluteus Maximus

Disclaimer: The post below is purely the typer's opinion. If you think the blog post is offending, then I suggest don't continue reading it.

The Da Vinci Code
is R-18 in the Philippines.

WHAT THE???!!!

It's one of the movies that everybody's been talking about and waiting. Especially the young people that have read the book. (Me included.) Then it's R-18? Ang KJ niyo naman!

Yes, this country's a very pious Catholic country (kuno) and they have been pondering whether to show the movie because they are afraid that their faith would be shaken. Hello, the movie is purely FICTION. FICTION, FICTION! I don't see the reason why they would rate it R-18. Because the MTRCB's afraid that youngsters would get influenced?

Depende naman kasi sa tao yun e. Kahit mga sixteen years old, they also have a right to see the movie to see what it contains. Kung hindi pa nila nababasa yung libro, sympre gusto nila panoorin yung movie diba? Your faith does not depend on a movie.

Makitid lang kasi ang isip nila eh. They can't accept it or they are afraid that after the credits have been rolled, they're believing that Jesus was married to Mary Magdalene. Sheesh! Read the Bible. All the truth is there. Look at Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John. No signs of the so-called marriage.

If they are so afraid that the youngsters are gonna get influenced by the movie, then tell them to read more of the Bible and hear Mass or go to church and have fellowships. Let them hear the truth about their faith. They placed an R-18 rating on it kasi takot din sila.

As for me, mangheheram na lang po ako ng VCD sa Video City pag meron na.

And I hope Video City doesn't post an R-18 rating on borrowing VCDs because if they do so, I'd burn the whole branch down to ashes. Joke lang sympre.



03 May 2006

Suffering an Ordeal

ordeal (or'deel) : a severe or trying experience

Yeah, I just had a simple but a painful ordeal hours ago.

I just had a facial.

After weeks of postponing it, I finally got my butt to do some walking and entered the clinic. After paying and getting my face cleaned, I lay at the small bed and the beautician (or whatever you called her) did her job. She applied that soothing cream on my face, used a so-called suction to clear up my face, then placed this blue thing over my face and had me relax for a few minutes. I was inhaling oxygen then.

Then, she cleared that blue goo and asked me to transfer to another room, where the doctor waited.

And it was when the ordeal started.

The dermatologist used a small knife to pop those zits (blackheads and whiteheads). At first, I kept mum about it, kept silent. BUT IT HURTS! She used this circular object and scraped those bits and pieces away, and it hurts too because she was pressing it against my cheekbones and jaw. My palms were clammy, and I wanted to scream at that dermatologist.

After scraping and stabbing my face, she applied a solution and turned the electric fan on. And it was agonizing! Darn it. I felt like lye (sodium hydroxide) was poured into my face.

And they say beauty comes with a price.

Oh yeah.