Just a thought (cos I'm feeling a tad bit nationalistic and I think I'm beginning to care about the current events happening lately)

90TH POST. THERE MIGHT BE SOMETHING SPECIAL ABOUT THIS NUMBER.

I REALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHATSOEVER ABOUT POLITICS AND ANYTHING CONNECTED TO IT. I'LL JUST SAY WHAT I'VE GOT TO SAY AND IF MY FACTS AREN'T VERY STRAIGHT, DO KINDLY LEAVE A COMMENT SO I CAN, YOU KNOW, EDIT THE PART :)

THE NATIONAL ELECTIONS IS DRAWING NEAR AND WITH IT COMES THE USUAL FIASCO IT NORMALLY BRINGS (WITH IT. LOL)- KILLINGS, LOSS OF BALLOT BOXES AND WHATNOT. NOW, IF THE RECENT MAGUINDANAO MASSACRE'S GOING TO BE A PART OF THIS SOMEWHAT RUNNING TRADITION, THEN I MUST SAY THAT IT'S GONE TOO FAR. SO, JUST A THOUGHT..

Demokrasya. Kalayaan.

Saan pa't pinaglaban ng ating mga pambansang bayani ang ating kalayaan kung mismo'ng mga Pilipino rin ang magkakait nito sa kapwa niya Pilipino.

Paano na ang mga buhay na ibinuwis at mga pasakit na pinagdaanan ng mga lumaban para sa ating kalayaan kung hindi naman natin ito mapapakinabangan?

Malaya tayo'ng bumoto ng kung sino ang tingin natin ay karapat-dapat; at hindi iyon na ipinilit sa atin gamit ang baril at patalim.

Malaya tayo. 111 taon na tayo'ng malaya. Panahon na upang gamitin ang kalayaan na nakamtan natin.

(I'm quite unsure of some of the words. Sorry, my Filipino's gotten a little rusty.. =.=")

Done.
May God bless you, always :)


*PAT

I'M TUMBLING NAO.

PAT @ TUMBLR

Done.
May God bless you, always :)


*PAT

CAN YOU SAY, YAY?

I'M HOME :)

So, before blabbering about our delightful time in the airport, I'll talk about prom.

MY FEET DIED. Stupid peep-toes (though they WERE really really cute)

Prom was fun. If it was more or less fun than expected, I can't really tell. It was fun, that's about it. I guess cos I've been thinking of our airport escapade afterwards the whole time.

SO, NOW. AIRPORT <3

I love the airport. Love how it makes me feel. It makes me feel happy. Cos I know that I'm going to be with someone I love whenever I go there. Either I'm going home or I'm fetching someone who's visiting me. I like it. I like the feeling.

So, PIJA (Pat, Ivana, Jesslyn, Ankeeta) plus Cindy and Kikita and Vanchi went to the airport after prom. But not really directly after prom. We went back first to revive our dead feet. Freshened up and finished packing. So we were done around 1am? Then off we went.

Had a meal at McD @ T3. Then stayed on the seats beside it to nap. Everyone slept and, as usual, I camwhored. Photos are with Vanchi, in her sexy professional DSLR. Oh, we watched Paranormal Activity first but we all got bored and I guess we were all so tired so, yeah.

Woke up everyone around 5:30 for Buni, Wongso and CePe to check in cos their flight's at 7. We went back to T2 and stayed at Starbucks. My sayangs stayed with us for a while in Starbucks after checking in but left after some time. So there were goodbye hugs and b-byes. I hate saying goodbye.

Watched Glee with Ankee while Vanchi and Kikita were sleeping then took a nap when Ankee's laptop died. So basically that was the only nap I had so far. My sleeping habits and body clock are now totally screwed up.

Went to check in with Nica around 8 something. Had problems checking in cos I didn't have my dad's credit card and passport photocopies. The check-in guy said, "Okay then, fly tomorrow." Turned out to be a joke but it was so not joke-ish when he said it. Must learn how to deliver punchlines, can? But everything was fine soon after cos the man in charge solved the problem. Thanks, man-in-charge.

Too lazy to go on. I guess you know what happened next.

Ankee and her laptop.

Kikita and Vanchi sleeping.

The pretty girl, camwhoring.

I've been home for more than 12 hours and I still have some habits I got from living in Oldham. Like, I push my bathroom faucet when it's supposed to be twisted and turned.

I got home late last night 'cause my parents took me and my brothers straight to Duty Free from the airport 'cause they're we're going shopping. So I got back late last night, had a quick tour thanks to Sam (cos our house got, like, renovated and so almost everything's new to me)

I cleaned and tidied up my room once I got in. I wiped my desk and close like crazy. Again, something I got from Oldham Hall because of all those quarterly Spring Cleaning and my once in a blue moon personal cleaning. But, wag ka, when I actually clean my room (though it's not very often...) I do CLEAN it. Like, CLEAN CLEAN it. Like, scrub scrub wipe wipe disinfect with alcohol CLEAN. HOHOHOHO.

I cried during take-off yesterday. I guess I was just overwhelmed.

I was sad; I'm starting to miss my friends and I'm sad that I'm not going to see them for almost 2 months and I'll really miss them alot cos I've been so used to those suckers.

I was happy; I'm so excited to go home after having been away for almost a year.

I was pissed; it's been a really rough week with all the time pressure on packing and doing last-minute things and I had a problem checking in because I didn't have the photocopy of my dad's credit card and I thought I'd be late for my flight cos I was still outside the gate when I heard the PA say "Last call for flight PR502".

I was grateful; cos in the end, God made a way when there seemed to be no way. He was there with me in everything. He got rid of my internal turmoils and all the stress and pressure.

He was with me. He'll forever be with me and knowing that made me grateful and happy, and at the same time disappointed with myself for not giving Him my full trust, for worrying about every problem that I've been through this past week.

My God's mighty to save. I'm home now :)

Done.
May God bless you, always :)


*PAT

OLEVELS IS FINALLY OVER&DONE.

And here's a proof to show that it's actually the big monster we've always thought it was.

Done.


*PAT

& I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, "TRUE."

Now we wish we could do it all over again.
Be a kid. Be carefree.
When we couldn't care less.
When nothing bothered us.
When nothing else mattered besides having fun.

When we actually had a life.

Done.


*PAT

BY THE END OF THIS WEEK.

All that will be left is a stack of empty files - once stuffed with notes and test papers.

The last horrid paper's over. All that's left for me, given the blessing of a subject combi I have, are two MCQ papers on Thursday and Friday. That gives me 2 days to revise. Oh-suhmmm.


Weeks before O's were horrible. Quite. Thoughts of the papers kept me awake at night and woke me up in the morning. Seems like those lame parts in movies, right? But, seriously, it really happened to me.


I was scared. And if you know me well enough, it's really unusual. I was scared of the exams. I was scared of not getting the grades I went to get into the JC I want to go to; afraid that I won't be able to get into the JC I wanted to get into with my friends. Afraid that I'll end up in a different JC alone. Afraid that I won't make any new friends and I'll spend my whole 2 years in JC sad and lonely. Afraid that I won't be able to cope with the pressure, with the lifestyle. Afraid of every possible thing to be afraid of. And I don't know why.

I guess I'm just not ready to let go of my life now. SC. Oldham. My roommates. My friends. The people surrounding me; the familiar faces I see everyday. I'm scared of losing everything. Scared of starting new. I'm scared of the change that I know would be inevitable once I come back next year after the hols. I'm really really really scared. Really scared. And it's eating me up.

I can't let go. Pathetic as it may sound, I just can't imagine myself living away from everyone. I've gotten used to everything here already that I can't imagine living anywhere else with any other people. (I mean except for home cos you know, home is where the heart is. Lols. Now back to being emo!) I don't know if I'll be able to have the same relationship with the new group of people that I'm going to meet next year. Don't know if my roommates next year will ever be as bonded and as comfortable with each other as how my roommates are now. I don't know if I'll be able to make any new friends in my new school and if I'll be able to fit in. I'm scared, dammit, and it's so not healthy for my self-confidence.
*"I'm egoistic, I'm conceited, I have no shame" repeat it to yourself, Pat. And once again*

I know I won't be able to keep things as they are and that we all need to move on to progress in life and that change is an inevitable thing and yadda yadda yadda. But to all my friends I JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE THAT WE'RE ALL GOING TO STILL HANG OUT A LOT NEXT YEAR OKAY AND KEEP IN TOUCH AND REMEMBER MY BIRTHDAY, I WANT PRESENTSSS OKAY AND LET'S VISIT EACH OTHER REGULARLY OKAYY.
I don't know what to do without you, suckers. You all define me. You make me what I am.
You complete me.(Okay, this last one's just plain cheesy)


Quoting from my EOY post last year.

THANK GOD.
:D
He's really mighty to save.
&because of Him, I never worried.

I never found anything to worry about :)
because I believe that
"I can do everything through Him who gives me strength."
Philippians 4:13


All you've got to do is PRAY :DDD
"Do not be anxious about anything,
but in everything, by prayer and petition,
with thanksgiving,
present your requests to God.
And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding,
will guard your hearts and your minds.."
Philippians 4:6-7

AMEN :)

Done.
May God bless you, always :)


*PAT

I'M BACK AND BLOGGING!

This year's mugging photo.
(See last years EOY blogpost)
I'm making this a tradition now :3

HELLO HELLO HELLO HELLO~
After almost 2 months of blogging hiatus (kind of), I'm finally back!XD

Yay yay yay! So why was I gone for quite a long time anyway? I was focusing on my O's, revising and studying very hard (quite.. not very.. but quite. heh) and so yes I left without a warning. But who cares anyway, right?
Not like anyone's interested in what I have to say all the time. Heh. *emode, emode*

So, there's been loads of things that's come up lately. Quite.

For starters, I lost my wallet just minutes before our school's Olevel briefing. Gahr. And all my cards were in there. Plus that letter, that uber short note that I've been keeping in my wallet for more than two years now. HOHHHH DDD: *sigh* Well, I've moved on. I'm all better now. Good thing all my photos aren't in there anymore.. I think. Hohhhh DDD:

Whuddd elsee-uh? Oh yeah hor, OLEVELS. (Hoho, "yeah, hor" Sheesh)

There's the big O's monsters. I'll show you a proof once O's is over!!
It's really really freaky. Well, not really. Quite lah, but nah. Hoho. I used lah.

The first week went by so fast - first day was English and the rest of the days were Maths papers.
IT'S OVERRRR!!
I guess they made it that way to make us suffer more for the second week, which is this past week (which is, moreover, finally done!!!).
It was SS + Chem on day 1, Geog on day 3 (pity the Geog+Physics people :S) and finally Lit and Bio today (which was this afternoon so it's over now!!!)

I refuse to elaborate on the exams here on my blog - to rant about the stupid mistakes I think I've done, the things I wished I did and whatnot. I believe that whining about the exams when it's over is actually a waste of time cos, really, no matter how much you whine and grumble and complain about it, there's nothing you can do anymore. What you wrote on the papers won't change anymore; that's that and you can't do anything about it.

The best thing you can do is just to move on and take the remaining exams, rejoice during the holidays and come back all set to face your exam results with courage and an open mind.

If it's good, then well done; you've made all your mugging worth it.
If it's not as good as you hoped for, then perhaps it's just really what you deserved as, well, what you reap is what you sow right? You'd just have to accept it and do well in JC :)

No point crying over it - well maybe a bit cos I know all of us worked so hard for this and I would understand a tinge bit of disappointment over results which wouldn't meet our own personal standards (take note, personal standards. It's all about what you think.) Oh goodness, I'm being so naggy now. Heh.
Reminder to self: Remember what Mrs. Chan said, Pat?

C'mon, it's my own opinion. No offense intended for anyone.

So. So. So. So. So. So. What else.

Oh, oh, oh. I'm loving Shinee now!:):)
After Ring Ding Dong, I've decided to dig in much deeper and so I found AMIGO.
Yaay, my Taemin's so awesome. Hoho.
*gets headshot by other fangirls*

Erm.

I've realized my ultimate picker-upper (aside from food, I think.) KPOPPPP :DDD &fangirling. Heh. I've been often depressed lately. Major. I think it was PMS. Dunno. Then I listened to Kpop and danced to it and it made me happy. And I went to find Kikita to fangirl with her, and that made me happy too. :)
So I want a Kpop group for my birthday next year, okay? HOHOHO.

Done.


*PAT