kimBITZ: my side of the story..

No christmas decorations this year.  Not a single christmas light. i heyt it.

Our house is a wreck, a mess, a mishmash… It is in mayhem! Everywhere there’s dust, bits of wood, sand, cement, wires, tubes, paint, boxes, more boxes, and much more dust! why, in a million years, did they (mom and nanay) decide to renovate the house at the peak of yuletide season? gr. i was warned before hand that the house was dusty… but I DIDN’T EXPECT IT TO BE THIS DUSTY.. MESSY… HAVOC… not a single dustless space.

so much for the christmas spirit.. and i am bitter for not having a tree this year.

parang binombahan lng ang bahay. tsk.

i’m finally home…

good thing the plane wasn’t delayed. and also thanks to my y2-p2 named orbi (after my kuya who gave it to me, orville. thanks kuya). i wasn’t bored to death waiting for the boarding time to come…

i think it was already the third time i traveled alone.. but unlike the first time where i was all awake and alert throughout the travel, i slept through the flight… it didn’t feel as exciting as it was the first time..AND no free food this time! hehe.. anyway, all that mattered was that i would arrive safely home… that finally, i would be home again…

i was also a bit pissed of at the ozamis airport. the luggages were manually distributed by the porters which would me that you are REQUIRED to hire one.. so goodbye 100 pesos.. sheesh.. and to think the car was just almost 20 meters away…

and i was EXTREMELY pissed off because SOMEBODY, whose very nosy, texted me. argh. i don’t want to go through the details, but what is her problem??? argh…. she was stepping on the line…. next time i’m gonna put high voltage wires… hehe joking..

anyway.. the day ended alright. HOME COOKED FOOD i missed dearly… TELEVISION… INTERNET… and kulot and i had a nice chat and straightened what was supposed to be straightened. hehe…

im here, not-so-alone at home, with my grandma…. my very talkative grandma…. and guess what we are talking about??? which is which, “two heads ARE better than one” or “two heads IS better than one”… the “is” one was her bet…

and she won.. sheesh.. “is” because it refers to the IDEA… not literally the two heads…. she really knows it all. haha.

i love it at home.

see yah soon kulot..

yesterday was just… ugh…..

we had an exam in chem31.1… and i really don’t know if i did well… the stupid prof didn’t give us the problem set which was supposed to be our practice exam…. well, enough about it… it was AFTER the exam when everything started to get messy… literally… well it was actually after the enlistment (where i spent alsmost 2 hours in front of the computer and ended enlisting NOTHING. NOT A SINGLE SUBJECT. the hell.. the crs was slower that a snail.)

iya and i went to pureza (somewhere in sta.mesa) to settle some things… jeepney, LRT (who wud have thought… who would have?!) and then by foot to the shop. all went fine there…so after all the blah-blahs there… we went by foot to the lrt station… and then got inside the train… as expected, the train was full again so we were standing for almost half of the trip. i was groggy and a little pissed of at the pair of lovebirds swooning at each other.. well not pissed… but it reminded me of someone else..i was also groggy due to the lack of sleep and the nerve-racking exam… and at that very moment when i was struggling to keep my conciousness by looking at the buildings outside… it all happened… the kid beside me VOMITTED AT MY FEET… yes, the smelly green gooey thing as all over the floor and all over MY FEET and iya’s too…  it all happened so fast that it didn’t give me time to react or say a word.. i was, speechless?  who would have thought??? LRT.. vomit.. feet. me.. tell me i’m weird, but after it all sank in.. i just laughed and laughed…..

i would just like to thank the nurses inside the train who gave us tissue and alcohol.

and oh, i think the kid’s lunch was tuna.

HAHA… laugh trip…

can’t help but laugh at the comments on youtube about the UAAP cheerdance competition… haha… super ang mga pipol.. dinidibdib tlaga ang mga pangyayari! hehehe… pinakaharsh na nabasa ko dun eh: “biruin mo na ang lasing, wag lang ang UST-eng sa araneta nanggaling..” meron ding “UP is just like U-galing P-ublic”… HAHA lolz… napakabitter ng mga pipol…

anyway, congratz to the UP PEP SQUAD!! (love your own!).. haha. ang pagpunta sa araneta ng 4:30am at papila ng 5 hours ay di nasayang. yes, napaka-effort talaga.. and sobrang SAYA! HAHA….. kaya aun, pag-uwi ng bhauz tulog na agad sana ang lola mo.. pero NO! dahil may exam sa physics kinabukasan… kaya aun si kim….. tulog.. gising.. tulog.. gising.. parang lasing! hahaha… buti nlng GOOD ang results ng exam. heehee…

GO UP! (lurve your own) hehe… sori pero 100 > 397 tlaga for now. hehehe. (sayang ang tarp nila) PEACE!

and kasali pala ang PSHS-CMC sa top 20 sa PSO.. weee… see u d2 sa sept 27!

i miss ya mcENTER..

KIMMY.

eating at the canteen alone.. studying alone.. going to the mall alone.. and, for the love of God, even jogging alone…. REMINDS ME OF HIM.
i can’t help him. he can’t help me.  except maybe for the encouraging text msgs and uplifting 15 minute phone calls. (God, thank you for Globe and TM)…

sometimes.. yes, sometimes… you just run out of reasons…

yet you still FIGHT FOR IT…
stupid?

not.

fighting.

i’m starting a new blog..

http://kimbitz.tabulas.com/

i’m leaving this na,,, or not. hehe…

the batch 08 (vectors) graduation reminded me of how time flies…
imagine.. its been a year na pala since graduation….  their graduation was VERY different with ours… aside from the fact na marami clang "with high honors" , may "with highest honors" cla.. (eherm… ang galing nila.. hehe..) and may "athlete of the year" (go cesi!) cla.. they didn’t cry… and their grad was kinda PEACEFUL compared to ours… hehehe…. well… iba-iba nman tlaga ang tao… and maybe they wanted to celebrate their grad with happy smiles to celebrate their 4 years of happy memories…. unlike ours na with lonely tears….. goosebumps tlaga ang day na yun… reminded me of the long gone high skul days…

it was a mini reunion din pala… saw RALPH… na nagkafats na… (macho na.. hehe).. SWEET… na short hair na din… JAM… still the sweet jam.. (parang fud.. hehe peace jamjam)… CARLA.. still tall.. and the childish voice is still there.. hehe… KIER.. the same old kier… full of laughs and chikas… EUNICE… sporting her new curves… yeah… curves!…DIVINE.. with her hoop earings… EVAN.. with his new digicam… (given by one of his admirers?).. hehe.. ANACEL… still pretty… IYA.. with baby musoy… JAKE, EUGENE, JD… still the same… except for the fact na jd is taller na… JAC… still waiting.. hehe… and ME… aside from my short hair and kindah thinner body… still d same pa rin nman… i missed them tlaga… the teachers were there din of corz……  missed them too…..

well… let’s move one with our lives..
CONGRATZ BATCH 08..

happy.. happy…HAPPY!

just came from iligan city and im happy…
doubts are gone…
happiness is here… hehehe…
suddenly im in the light again! heheh…

pipol hu kip on trying to find the key to happiness are either dumb or stupid.. or BOTH.. tsk3… such a thing doesn’t exist! coz the door is olweiz open… (o dba? hehe tma nman dba?) hehe..

i was dumb or stupid.. or both…
but i know better now..=)

tomorrow i’ll be back on the roads again…
once again i’ll be traveling on my own pursuing my happiness…
i
know he’ll be there waiting for me.. and i’m glad he’s still not
breaking the promise he made… but could anyone question me if i say
that i am afraid? yes, the perfect word to describe how i feel right
now… though he’s assured me that everything’s okay and that nothing
has changed, still, doubt invades me.. if even for just a single day a
person cud change in a lot of ways, how much more for ten months?

tomorrow i’ll see the look on his face… and i’m really hoping those sweet smiles are still genuine… and for me.

smiles are beginning to invade my face right now…
well, genuine smiles i shud say… or genuinER smiles?? hehe… i can profoundly say that i am genuinly happy ryt now…

THAT place has been a nightmare for me ever since i stayed there… well, not a nightmare… too harsh a description… the right words would be is that my stay there was like a deep long sleep.. dreamless.. motionless sleep… not dead.. just asleep… still cocnscious… able to communicate.. able to exchange thoughts… and it ends there.. feelings are kept hidden deep inside.. sealed and locked… i’ve been long looking for where i kept that key… but it seems i left it here and i found it somehow just now…

how i wish the key cud come with me there….
how i wish…

so that i wont go back to that long deep sleep no more…

ang cheezy noh?!?! hahaha.