SG Escapade

This blogpost should've been posted months ago, but since I'm yay lazy to work my butt off updating my Blogger, I'm NOW reliving my Singapore experience.

Just a week after summer camp, little brother and I have to leave for Pampanga and my Mom would follow after 2 days. Dad wasn't able to come with us, unfortunately, for he had a supposed seminar he had to attend to in Malaysia. So it's just me, little brother, Mommy, and my cousin ate Jade. My Aunts who worked at SG had to accompany us before they fly off to Dubai.

Waiting for boarding (@Diosdado Macapagal International Airport)

4 hours of flight = 4hours of Mommy sleeping tight

Meet-up with Aunties

Changi Airport bound

tinsy-tiny Singaporeyy (MRT map)

Off to Simei (Mommy and Auntie)

Gotta love Metro <3

Oily, tasteless viand - not my type

Few cars, more bikes

Early morning routine - swipe, insert, tap

Off to Sentosa

Lil bro's not feeling okay, but since I'm feeling perfectly fine, why not feel the sun and enjoy the fun!

SENTOSA beybe

SG's trademark - The Merlion

Pretending to see something

Luge taught me to be a wreck-less driver :P

Finding our way to the Megazip Adventure

And here we are!

Cable cars

Universal Studios!!!

I just went to Hershey's and Reeses heaven and died

Madagascar

Far far away

Yoohoo! Donkey!

160 pounds of Pharaoh hotness

Sci Fi City

Where art thou, Romeo?

The Empire Hotel. Omg. Chuck Bass, you there?

Way to go, Mommy!

Walk of Fame

Songs of the Sea

Cake History has the best egg tarts

Pingus

Blast From The Past

Borrowed this hobby kit from my Mom and never gave it back. It contains memorabilias from Grade 5 to 1st year high school; crayons, mini envelopes, Coca Cola discount card, VCD of Deep Sea Adventure, my friend's picture(yung uso pa dati yung hingian ng picture tapos ilalagay sa wallet), my ultimate high school crush's picture(there's no way he would see this anyway), Christmas cards, paper dolls, paper dresses, ribbons, ribbons, and ribbons.

Few of paper doll apparels. 

Karate Kid flyer

My basis of choosing my "the one", those are shapes of nose by the way

Campus magazines

Script for some role play we did in 2nd year high school

Asked my Mom to buy me this book 6 years ago but still left unread 

My first ever book with no pictures

Sam's debut album was a birthday gift from Mom. Pop class was my gift for myself.

A small notebook where all the magical thoughts are blurted

Favorite book when I was in gradeschool, Alice Hits The Road

Application forms and test permits from different universities; Centro Escolar University, Adamson University, De La Salle University, University of Sto. Tomas, Lyceum of the Philippines University, Asia Pacific College, Mapua Institute of Technology  

Gift from my Evangelism Explosion trainor

Gift from my Physics teacher

Halloween party tickets and campaign flyers

Poochie - stuffed alien made from a yarn.

Christmas'06

I've been a SAMSTER for four years now, and will continue being one till eternity

Marian Fiesta'08

Stuffed animal that my churchmate gave last Feast'07

As I went  through some of my stuff from the past, it takes me back to the very moment I got those stuff and how cherished them through the years. 

Happy birthday, Mr. Hot Pants!

    It never crossed my mind that I would get to have a professor as HOT and as brilliant as you are. Honestly, I didn't know who you were until the first day of your class. My friends and I were late for we had to pick a classmate stranded due to heavy rain, and as I opened the door, your presence just blew me away. Oh so that's Atom Araullo. OMG. He's friggin' hawt!!! Well sure, I know that you're a news reporter and all but I didn't knew you were that appealing. Besides, I rarely watch news, I'd rather watch iCarly and Victorious than being posted on the latest news. So there you were, introducing yourself in the most casual way you know and here we are, almost peeing in our pants out of kiligness. I can still remember those white long sleeves and khaki pants you're wearing, so simple yet so aristocratic. And that smile.. err! With your hotness, I could bake cookies on you! Hearing myself say "Uuhh. He's hot" and all to my professor doesn't freak the heck out of me. This is Atom Araullo we're talking about! Not some old bald guy with a wart on his nose who spits saliva whenever he utters 'philanthropy'. No, not that guy. Not only his hotness makes him remarkable but the way he teaches as well. Well, he's not the best teacher I know but he has his own style of teaching in such a way that his students will never get bored and must take in whatever he say. My notebook is filled with information that I can take with me when I'm in the field. I must say, our block is very lucky and blessed to have him as our professor. Not to mention, we're his first ever class! So yea.

   Sir Atom, happy happy birthday to you! May your wish be granted. Bakasyon? Hehe. You've touched many people's lives, including mine. You might see one of us in the field, and we'll always look back to the lessons you have imparted to us. We're forever grateful to have you as our professor. Thank you, Sir! :)

Octobreak

     Katapusan na naman ng semstre, pansamantalang nakawala sa mga sibat na tumarok sa iyong dibdib. Break muna sa pagsusulat, pagbabasa, pagrerebyu, paggawa ng kung anuman para lamang makapagkamit ng matamis na kwatro. Wave goodbye na sa mga propesor na nagpahirap, nagpaiyak, nagpahirap, nagpangiti, nagpahirap, nagpakilig, at NAGPAHIRAP sa'yo. Pansamantalang hindi malalasap ang malamig na buko juice at mainit na lumpia sa may labasan. Makapagpapahinga muna sa cabinet ang mga plantsadong uniporme. Hindi muna kailangang makipagsiksikan sa bus at malanghap ang usok ng jeep. Gutom naman ang wallet mo dahil ilang linggo din syang di makakatikim ng alawans mula kay Mommy. Magiging walang kwenta muna ang alarm clock mo. Dadaan ang isang buong araw na hindi ka nagsuklay at tumitingin sa salamin. Walang crush na aabangan, walang pagpapacute-an. Buong araw nakahimlay, gabi hanggang madaling araw online. Halos lahat na ng pelikula sa mundo napanood na. Halos lahat na ng pagkain sa ref nakain na. Susulitin ko na 'to! Tatlong linggo ding hindi ko makikita ang mga propesor kong KJ, tatlong linggong walang inaalala. Aaalalahanin mo lang kung anong nakahaing almusal sa'yo pagkagising mo. Tingnan mo, nakakapagsulat ako ng hanggang ala una ng madaling araw.

Sem break na e! 

I have temper issues

The title speaks for itself. There’s this other side of me that I can’t unleash, my dark side. Well, yes, it’s given that everyone has a dark side, but mine’s different. It appears that there’s a spirit that possesses me and made me utter and does things involuntarily. Creepy as it may sound, but yes, it happens. I'd like to believe that this happens only every week before my period (believe me, I really get emotionally unstable during those times. but hey I'm a girl! do the math), but I tend to say things that I really don't want to come out from my mouth. And sure enough, I hurt people's feelings when that happens (well, sometimes I utter something downbeat about a person without them knowing). Err! 

Tuesday night. I'm in the middle of editing our documentary for our final output that has to be submitted the next day, my roommie stayed up late also for her report, I was doing perfectly fine until I inhaled cigar smoke coming from our dormmate next door. Since our room is not air-conditioned as theirs, cigar smoke infested our room. And naturally, it infested my nose as well. Now, we're a second-hand smoker! Grrrrr!!! And so, I got really pissed. I started yelling mean stuff, but not directly saying to them, screaming like a retard, suffocating myself with a pillow. I slept with that burden on my shoulders.

Wednesday morning. Woke up knowing that we have no classes on ReEd and Constitution, so I toasted two loaves of bread, made a choco-milk drink and watched movie. As I finished the movie, I went online and later did I find out that we have a class after all, not to mention we have quiz too! My temper level went to its highest rate. As I was scanning through my notes, I composed and sang songs for my ReEd professor, saying how I hate him, how bald he is, how he's ruining my life, blah blah blah. I recorded a video saying mean things about him. Tweeted that I hate him. Gnashed my teeth and clenched my fist because of hatred.

Thursday afternoon. After practicing my speech for Filipino class, got my towel, turned my music player on, turn the faucet on -- nothing comes out. Walang tubig!!! Not again! I yelled at my roommate saying "Joyce, walang tubeeeeg! Eeeeeh!!!" like a kid having tantrums because her Mommy doesn't want to buy her big lollipop. Got out of the shower room, and texted my Mom "Ma, ayoko na dito. Laging walang tubig. Nakakainis!" But in fact, that's the only time that the water was out. My Mom called and said that I should report it to our caretaker. I didn't talk to anyone that instance, including my roommate, for I was really mad. I just fetch water from a container outside our room, slammed the door and took a shower.

Those are just 'some' of my temper issues encounter. I feel awful while writing this entry. I bet readers find me arrogant, self-centered, and a monster. I'm usually not, yet I transform occasionally.