Dream High

I haven't blogged about anything in a while (yes, a while), so ta-da.

And today, children, I'm gonna blog about:

DREAM HIGH~

It's a Korean Drama which I liked, a lot. I mean, I finished it about two weeks ago, and I still can't get it out of my head. Sometimes, when I'm just deep in thought (thinking about him... and food), I suddenly remember this show. It just pops in my mind when it wants to. 

There are a lot of possible reasons why I can't get it out of my head. Maybe because:

(1)I liked it. (duhhhhhhhhh)

(2) Go Hye Mi (Suzy)

     ~In real life, she's usually a happy go lucky girl (I think, I don't really know this chick, and idc) but in the show, she's like the Queen of Pokerface, from the Land of Emotionless. I just love her attitude, nice and caring in the inside, but shows nothing on the outside. She's so funny in her own way, and I don't care if she's a little bitchy (her friend's bitchy-er). Her voice is also.... JASKFHDSKJFJDSFAKJSFDAJFD. I also love her when she sings. I mean, I cried during the ending when she was singing "Only Hope" by Mandy Moore. (And her diction was like... GAH.) I JUST REALLY LOVE HER, OKAY?

(3) The fact that Song Sam Dong (Kim Soo Hyun) looks like Kim Sang Bum.

   ~(and he's cute :3)

Kim Soo Hyun

Kim Sang Bum

      See, they look alike in some way, right? C'MON. TWO CUTE MEN ASJFHDKSJFHSKJGHDSJGHFJG.

(4) The whole cast is just so fun to watch.

(5) Yeah, I'm gonna stop there 'cause I can't think of any more reasons, but I know there's more. THERE IS MORE.

I'm gonna say this again, I cried during the last 15 minutes of the show, and it was 5am in the morning, on a school day. I only slept for like 20 minutes just because I wanted to finish this show. That's the first time, I think. 

The only thing that made me sadder about this show, is that... I WANTED HYE MI AND JIN GUK TOGETHER. BUT NOOOO, IT HAD TO BE SAM DONG. But, it's okay, I liked them too, anyway. 

And just to tell you, my heart's actually aching while I'm making this post. I don't know why, I feel like I want to watch it again. I miss them :( Also, City Hunter, yeah.... I'M THE APPRENTICE. YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID.

Well, see yah. Someday, somehow, somewhere, waffles, BYE.

I'm honestly a bad blogger...

I haven't updated in weeks, and I'm so sorry.  I just can't find the time to do stuff like this anymore. BAHAHAHAHA. But honestly, I'm just really busy. Good thing today I'm bored, and got nothing better to do. (Except for homework, but psssch, who would do homework on a long weekend like this? nerds) 


I've got nothing to blog about, typical me, so I guess I'll blog about something when I think of it.

So, see blog yah later... literally...or not.

Last Friday Night...

Friday Night + Best Friend= EPIC.

Hell Week's finally over, and now I get to R-E-L-A-X.
I hung-out with my best bud in the whole Milky Way, and we did some pretty boring stuff.

We lazy butts jogged. Jogged. JOGGED. We just felt like it. though we had our minor aches (minor? REALLY?), we never felt this happy when we jogged before. Of course, after every work out, we should refill ourselves. FOOD FOOD FOOD!

Origami. She found this origami app in my iPhone, and then she started asking me to get paper and stuff, and I'm like "Ambot sa imo, di ako yaya" (In English "You're a butt, I'm not a maid.." or something like that) he...he....he... Don't even ask the outcome of our glorious paper folding. Starts with an "F" and rhymes with "tale"... Yes FAIRYTAIL. (I'm incredibly stupid)..

Badminton./ˈbadmintn/ (n):A game with rackets in which a shuttlecock is volleyed across a net.

Bahahaha. More like a game full of laughs and joy. Seriously, my jaw was hurt from laughing. 


The streets we so quiet, too quiet, but it never stopped us from being noisy. F*ck the PO-PO!

Something miraculous also happened last night, but I'd tell it in another post. SUSPENSE.

See 'ya.

3 down, 4 to go...

TWO CONSECUTIVE BLOG POSTS. I deserve an award for this.

So, today's the first day of our major exams. It was so EASY, I could finish it with my eyes closed. But then, I remembered I was a sarcastic-pessimistic-pigrilicious loser, and it was all a sick dream which someday will come true... when elephants lay eggs. (Pigrilicious is a word, don't you dare argue with me)

So yeah, I didn't really review seriously, but hey, I'm still alive, aren't I? It just goes to show that, ice cream is better than raisins. hell yes.


I also watched WWE Raw today (Monday Night RAW: Thursday in the Philippines), since I missed watching it. I don't know most of the new wrestlers. I DID NOT LIVE. But I felt so happy watching it again. I missed watching those scripted moves, those f*cking swear words, those big butts, and the boos. Royal Rumble's in two weeks, and I'm gonna watch. I'd cry my eyeballs out if I didn't... well, not really.

I don't know if you're wondering... but yes, I have reviewed my lessons... if you call looking at your notes reviewing.



I don't know what to say anymore, so ADJOURN. (I finally get to use a complicated word, YAY!)
Stay dskfdjsfhsdkjfsdkfa-ly :)

I don't know what to feel anymore...

HAPPY SHALALALA~

You see, I passed my dream school. WELL DUH, YOU'D BE BLIND IF YOU DIDN'T.

The sad part is, most of my classmates who took the USTET... failed.

LE CREYYYYS~

So I guess I was happy, for a short time.

I felt sad, and I wanted to comfort them, but they might think I'm only cheering them up because I pity them.

NOOOOOOO.

That's why today, I was kinda feeling that they weren't feeling me.

(as if that made sense)

while...

I didn't pass UP. HAHAHAHA. I'm not surprised, but honestly, I thought I was gonna be wait-listed or something. But IDC now. I HAVE UST.

(I'm sorry for my long, and I mean really long absence. But now, I'll really try to update as soon as I can)

28th of May

Writing a blog, since i'm honestly bored, and wanted to try something new.

i am happy today, and I mean HAPPY.
I talked to the guy I like (the one who lives just in front of my house). FVCKING HAPPY ASFBDSKJFNDSJFVKDSJGKFJDGDKN.
It's all thanks to my friend RALPH ALLEN SANCHEZ TORRES. (i freaking love you man!)

maybe i over exaggerated. Raprap introduced us. And I was hesitating. I was spacing out! THE GUY I LIKE SAW THROUGH ME, HE NEW I LIKED HIM (or it's just this paranoid syndrome I made up). So, he only forgot my name, and asked for it again. AND I'M FVCKING STUPID FOR SPACING OUT, I FORGOT MY NAME. I MEAN, WHO FORGETS HIS NAME?! A RETARD LIKE ME'S THE ANSWER.

SO, yeah. I think he knows. OH HOT DAMN HE'S FREAKING GORGEOUS I CAN'T EVEN ASJKDSJFKASJFHADSKJFDSKJGDSKJGDSLKFJLASDKJFAL.

but, it'll never work out. even being friends with him is kinda impossible. i know he thinks i'm weird, or something other people think of me. and his brother and my dad are kinda angry with each other. yeah. i'm unlucky with these kind of things.