Malja O. succumbed to heat stroke. Tragic.


Yeah. He’s our family friend/pest/toy/past time/pet hamster. Too bad, he’s suppose to be a year old this December. *tears.. That’s bad slash good news.

In loving memories of Malja O.
In loving memories of Malja O.

Malja O.’s death’s Bad news:

1. What the hell should we do with his food left-overs?

2. Who the hell would use the hamster ball?

3. No more stress-reliever for my mom.


Malja O.’s death’s Good news:

1. No more gastos for his’ sunflower seeds, etc.

2. No more squealing hamsties at midnight! *hoorah!* Because they’re freakin’ nocturnal, ayt?

3. Stress free ME! ^-^

And.. that’s the latest news.

Let’s pray for the eternal repose of Malja O.’s soul. Thanks. 😀


All used up. XD

Whew! 1st sem is officially over. Rawr! ^-^

I am ineffably ecstatic about the sembreak. I’m planning to have movie marathons everyday! Yieeh. This is LIFE! I really want lose some weight, and I simply don’t know where and how to start. I’m all – whatever! Nwei, I wrote on my majorship choice form, ENGLISH as my 1st choice, and out of nowhere, General Science as the 2nd and the 3rd? Uhmm.. *No way!* I totally forgot. Eeekkk! -baLeeew-

I feel so relieved like I had never been relieved before.

BTW, take a peek on my next sem’s sked:

Mondays & Thursdays

9AM-10AM   Pers. Ed.

10AM-11:30 Phil. Gov’t. & Consti.

11:30-1PM   Humanities

2:30-4PM     Acad. Reading & Writing (Lab it!)

4PM-5:30     FIL-02

Tuesdays & Fridays

7AM-8:30     Biology (eekkk!!)

8:30-10AM   Math-02

11:30-1PM   Psychology o_O

1PM-2:30     Rhythms and Dance

*heLL* I hate the 7AM class! I hate waking up soo early. Ugh. God help me!

I’m happy happy right now. No everything except me and my 3F’s. Faith Family Friends. Oops! + Food. Making it 4F’s. Haha! ^-^

P.S. I want my Google Earth!

Surreal Superheroes suck.

How I wish Justice League exists.

or at least, Power Puff Girls. Hak! I actually love their theme song…

“Fighting crimes, trying to save the world!”

But, *hell* they don’t.

Just to share the news, my HS best friend’s sister passed away yesterday – shot three times (head, abdomen and thigh); got brain dead after some hours inside the operating room and eventually…


I could hardly explain how I felt for her and for her family. I was trying to put myself in her shoe. Fact is, I was never really good at giving advices on suchlike matters. I just quietly stayed by her side, trying to put things together, while holding her hands tight. All I can do was pray. *tears..

*sigh* God let things happen -always- for the best reason.

(These are just the quick details I could give out)

I’m asking for your prayers. Please do.

God bless everyone! *sigh*


Aryt. I’ve been floating on my inexplicable insanity these past weeks. And, I could hardly imagine where my so-called life is heading to. *exagg.* Well, things have just been way out of whack. Goodness. Plus! These immaturish events & stuffs:

1. Reciting during English class. Nakoo! Isang malaking E-W-A-N. Whenever I try to recite on my “Academic Listening and Speaking” class – awww, I awfully feel like jumping out of my skin. Freeak. But, it’s entirely different from my other classes where I freely speak aloud with NO sweat. *wink* So much for my kayabangan. Still, I’m such a major loser.

2. Ferry Fever! I smell independence! LOL. Pero, feeling ko lang un. Nakakaaliw lang isipin na kung s’an-s’an na ko nakakarating ngayon nang mag-isa. Burger! Major achievement. Whew! Kaso, with this face ^_^ maniacal monsters (i’m referring to one of the PF crews) are unavoidable. I suuper hate it. Eewie.

3. My dysfunctional phone. Should I or should I not? Ganto kaxe, mei warranty pa cia. Kaso, sabi ng classmate ko, pangit na daw ung phone baka di na tanggapin (hindi naman sobrang panget noh). Ganun ba un? Anyhow, I’m really pissed about my phone.

4. My new nick – MAFFY. Actually, it was originally spelled as m-a-f-i-e, but as I googled this immature -ish nick, to my surprise… Tadah! mafie is the plural from of mafia. Gahd. It fits! *freeak* I just stick with my classmate, Kezia’s spelling em-ae-ef-ef-way.

5. iPod!!! I freakin’ want one. And, I’m getting myself one. Hmp! What maffy wants, maffy gets. *yaarghh* Pa’no na lang ako magmo-moment sa mga PUV kung walang background music sa kawalan. Ah basta!

6. Stressed *ILLOGICAL BUS* Drivers. Grabee! Nakakasira talaga ng araw. Ganto kaxe, kinakailangan kong sumakay ng jeep mula sa aking mahal na Pamantasang Normal ng Pilipinas, patungong Escolta dahil mahal ko na nga ang ferry. At aun nga, nakasakay kame ng aking new-found friend, si Disalyn, na jan lang pala sa Bambang nakatira, sa loob ng jeep [na may sign board na Divisoria]. Pero, hindi importante ‘yang detalye na ‘yan. Gusto ko lang i-type. At aun nga, nakakairita ang mga BUS drayber na hindi nag-iisip, hindi nag-oobserba at hindi ko na alam. Eto nga ung eksena, nasa bungad kame ng intersection, tapos may dambuhalang BUS sa likod namen kung saan ang BUS drayber na hindi nag-iisip, hindi nag-oobserba at hindi ko na alam ang nagmamaneho. Chanak. Xempre may traffic light di ba? Ngunit sa di malamang kadahilanan paulit-ulit siyang nagbubusina para umandar ang jeep na sinasakyan ko, eeh, ANU BAH? RED pa kaya ung ilaw? Color blind ba cia o hobby niya talaga ang mag-beep beep? At aun ngah, kulang na lang mabingi ako sa ginagawa niya. Nakoo. Isusumbong ko siya kay bonggang bonggang Bong Bong! ^-^ Yeez.

7. Hair cut! Should I or should I not? Think.. think.. And should I also have my hair treated? Think.. think..

8. Hellishly hellish Majorship. Grabee litong litong litong lito na ko. ‘Pag nainis ako, magm-MUSIC Major ako. Weenk! As if papasa ko dun. Hell. XD

9. Pre-Semestral Break Jitters! To hell with college life. I want vacation! I’m super not-so excited but fairly excited about the sembreak. I want to get a complete good night sleep! I miss eating out, LOLing, and malling with my girlfriends! Puhlease!

10. Everyday is Pigging-out Day! Adeeek ako mga pagkaen sa NORMAL *lang* calamares, mango shake, chicken skin, choco wacko (di ko matandaan ang spelling), at ung crunchy na gilid ng waffle ni chipi! Hakhak! Ayan lang mga ka-adeekan koh these days. Nothing but food. *puff*

These are just 10 of my cruel, wicked and neffy escapades and stuffs that I’ve been too much engrossed about that I forgot to create a post on my almost-forgotten bloggy blog. Wieeh.

PROCRASTINATORS unite TOMORROW! (I just read this kewl whatever dun sa T-shirt nung taong un.)

I’m sooo missing somebody. Balik ganto na naman! Weeenk.

Significant other. Gahd. This alien exists! *whoosh*

You said it wasn’t
Gonna be like
It was before
Then it happened again
Pushing me back
Out the door
Thought it would be
For real this time
Love me forget
About the signs
So now what do I do
Now, that I know
That we’re through

Wish that I
Could move on
Can’t let go
It’s too strong
Just like that
And then you’re gone
Is this how
You wanted it to be
Everything you had to say
Sent the tears
Right down my face
Now I’m trying to escape
The misery

Why don’t you love me
The way I loved you
It feels so crazy
Cause I dunno
What I did to you
If you’re gonna hurt me
Then do it quickly
Cause I’m tired of cryin’
If you don’t wanna
Stick around
Then, baby
Forget about me

Too late, sorry
I didn’t even
Have the chance
You said you were happy
I don’t understand
Gave you everything
You asked for
And was ready
To give you a lot more
I would’ve given
The world
Right in the palm
Of your hand

Wish that I
Could move on
Can’t let go
It’s too strong
Just like that
And then you’re gone
Is this how
You wanted it to be
Everything you had to say
Sent the tears
Right down my face
Now I’m trying to escape
The misery


My heart was true
And that you can’t deny
Don’t be a fool
And walk away
From all the lies
It’s up to you
Cause heaven knows
I’ve tried
Tell me
You’re still in love


Forget about me
I really loved you…


ang sakit sa mata nung font color. wahaha!

ayan. lablayp. toinkz. ^-^

buhay coke.


Look at me mom.. LSS.. ^-^

Swear! I keep on mumbling that (stupid) lyrics from Shawie’s commercial. Grrr. Can’t get rid of it.

And.. hell days are ‘almost’ over. Thank God.

I finished another novel today. *big.grin* Tell Me Your Dreams. Sheldon Novel. ^-^ An unusual story. The antagonist was also the protagonist. The main character, Ashley Patterson was not jailed in spite of castrating and murdering five men. (The plot was soo twisted! Rather expected from the master storyteller though. Heh.) It’s because she is suffering from MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder) or DID (Dissociative Identity Disorder). I remembered reporting about this back in HS. Nwei. So instead of locking her up, she was sent to an asylum to cure her. Lucky girl. She had 2 alter egos pala, Toni and Alette. And Toni was responsible for the murders. Kewl.

I learned that a person suffering from MPD commonly names her alters according to her initials. As for Ashley Patterson -that’s an A.P.- she had an Alette Peters and an Antoinette (Toni) Prescott.

So next time you commit a crime. Tell everyone your innocent, and it was your alter who did it.

~ Sweet Escape ~ Hahaha!

Going back to my real world. I scored okay with my midterm exams in Philippines History. I’m done with my strenuous report in Physical Science. I did well in my happy quiz in Math, i just screw up a bit in my Values Ed. exam. This coming Tuesday, we’ll be having a re-take on our Phil. His. midterm, repeating every bit of torment on reviewing the whole story of the Spanish Period. Hell. Hell. Hell. Hopefully, I’d do better. Err.

This week I’m up for the pseudo-extemporaneous speech, as my prof. termed it. And up to this point, my imaginary friends are still arguing which of my nonsense topic should I take. My first choice was to talk about the “greener pasture” of daydreaming and the other was to talk about *drum.rolls* the blogosphere! Yah I got it. They are both non-listener friendly topics but when I consulted ma’am academic-listening-and-speaking she rather commented it with a “both topics are good” and a hundreds of BUT blah-blah-blah. And all I did was nod, or say “right ma’am”, “i understand”, “okay”. I got her point anyway. Also, she told me, to change my title about daydreaming and it will be fine because she don’t want me persuading my classmates that daydreaming is a good thing. Well, it sure is. Are there any other euphemisms? God help me. Oh, I texted her earlier if I could shift to discussing the 7 deadly sins and here’s what she replied – “It’s pretty long and i don’t think the audience would want to hear about the 7 capital sins. Choose a more positive topic for a speech NOT a sermon.” Wehehe. Got it.

I can feel the heat of Christmas! Whew. It’s effin hot. Global warming? It’s soo overrated. It sucks when the air is exaggeratedly humid and even if Mr. Gravity has been exaggeratedly acting upon your eyelids, you just can’t sleep because your house just turned into an exaggeratedly huge sauna and there’s nothing else to turn to but the exaggeratedly worn out electric fan! – my best friend. That’s how exaggeratedly my day went. Aside from texting ’til my thumb swelled. That’s another hyperbole. *ching*

[Oops! And.. at the middle of my making this post, it suddenly rain. Hard. Argh. Great. *sarcasm*]

Sept. 01 is PNU’s Foundation Day and we’ll be having a parade! *grin* No classes? *fingers crossed*

I got a new definition for NBSB – No Boyfriend Since Break-up. KewL.

Therefore, I’m still an NBSB. Hak. *maipilit* Haha! ^-^ Now I can go to bed.

745 Harhariffic!

Everyone talks about the weather but no one does anything about it.

~Kelly Harris, Are you Afraid of the Dark? Sheldon Novel

I super enjoyed this novel! Wiieehh. Another unfolded mystery. Whew! uber hands-down to Sidney. ^_^ *clap.clap* I adore his writings.

Yiniwei, I already wrapped up (which I consider) a major [Phil. His.] and a minor [Eco.] report just last week. I’m completely relieved, but still anxious, because I have 2 more major and minor reports to go. A little disclosure, I didn’t actually know why until this time, I’m still panic-stricken whenever I talk or even just stand in front of a crowd. The feeling is totally awkward and inexplicable. Y’see, I’ve done a lot of public speeches and yet, I’m still engulfed by a reign of terror every time I do so. Yee ryt. Looser. Tsk Tsk Tsk. I’m still hoping that I would get over with it as soon as… when?

Ooh, BTW, last Aug. 13, that’s a Wednesday, we had our field trrrip!!! It was hell of a trip. I enjoyed most of the time, because I’m seated next to our class “clown”, who happened to be eekie_bear. Wait! I’m tammy_bear, BTW. And we call our section, Pamilya ng Oso. I kind of started these bear names thingy *paOso*, and it was surprisingly F-U-N. Weennk. And yah, we started revising our family tree [again]. It’s disastrous, ryt. Who the hell would think of doing such a thing? Ugh. Kame lang. =P

And here comes another throbbing pain from my system’s think tank. Awww. I’m just not so used to sleeping on time; it has been causing me stress. I sort of got used to it anyway.

Read Bob Ong’s Ang Alamat ng Gubat? and Ang Paboritong Libro ni Hudas? It was like a looong blog post pala. Now I know why people are so engrossed with his hilarious and entertaining books. Thanks to Drew! Weenkk. Special mention.

Am I thinking-typing gibberish now? W’ever.

All I know is that, I’m crushing on someone. Let’s just nickname him MJ, which I found handwritten on his filthy bag. Okay. I’m soo happy for myself last Friday. Ryt. Ryt. And what, or should I say, who else makes me this happy? you-know-who. There’s this cutie, with a boy-next-door aura, fair complexion, with a meek pair of brown eyes, forget about the nose, and well-shaped lips, about 3 inches taller than me, masculine, plus! no gaydar alarm. Swear! Yes. Who happened to be schooling at UE, just some kilometers away from PNU. Great! I was behind him, and he was totally oblivious that I was already setting “our” plans in life. Haha! Kidding. I was trying to recognize some scent of perfume but there was none. Awww… In the middle of my almost drowning reverie, eeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkk!!! He turned around and talked to me. Wait. I almost faint, didn’t I? Hak. Pulse rate? Dead. And suddenly told myself, -act natural- Fine. W’ever. And he said, “Ahm.. Miss, itatapon ko lang ‘to.” While pointing to his empty cup of McFloat. Sabay walkout. I can’t really distinguish why I — I… I… hell..! toinkz. All I was able to do was, nod. And he went back, without any more words. Ganun lang kababaw. At masaya na ko dun.

I was able to ride an FX at 9am, and I was right, I was late for my first class [Pers. Ed.], first late in my just-starting college (hi)story! Awww. Crap. So I just dawdle around the campus while happily sipping my mango shake, I bought a new pony tail and finally, rested (while reflecting on my blah-blah, whatever it might be called, that happened just an hour earlier) under the indistinguishable tree at the heart, (or was it just the liver?) of PNU. Haha. Should I suffer this consequence? Hell.

After the dismissal, it rained cats and dogs again. But, for some reasons, I didn’t get wet this time. Yey!

I got home safe and sound… ^_^

Doing repetitive and illogical things are signs of being stressed.

Stressed ka ba?

Me? I totally am. I asked my prof. if redundantly opening the fridge without any sensible business a symptom? and she directly told me… with a quick glance on my name tag, “Yes, Fatima that may be a sign of you being stressed.” [She called me by my name!] I just told myself, Sure. Whatever.

People will never leave you the way they found you. Makes sense, right?

Thanks to Him.