It's raining hard again.Here I am stuck in the net cafe, with Donna, my room mate. Both of us are hella bored out of our minds, so we'd rather be stuck here playing trivia in #Asiana...I am such a geek.

You know people could never actually get bored with IRC- when there's trivia. Except for the fact that the IRC users who always but the hell out of you with their usual lame pick-up lines like 'hav pic?' or 'wats ur vitals stats?'...Err, what the hell, does he even speak English?? Talk about pathetic.

But honestly speaking, the keyboards here really suck and the pc is too slow. Sigh. What's more worse is, okay so as I was sitting here in this crammed booth, I accidentally bumped into my Logic professor Mr. Vega, who was actually sitting right next to me. Our funny professor, whom we stayed up late for (cramming for our midterms) as he appeared on tv show Debate as one of the panelists. Uncanny, Isn't it? I tried so hard not to gawk, cuz' he gave me a fair 92 on my Midterm average. Not bad, considering I thought I'd actually flunk his subjects. Memorizing facts and fallacies, with the Argument ad hominems and all. They just make me go beserk. What was my immediate reaction when I saw my Logic professor on the next booth? Nothing. Can't see, can't hear. Just mumbling like an idiot until he recognized me as one of his super annoying students. I have this habit of sort of pissing of my teachers and asking them politically incorrect questions drawing them into an argument. Now, that's logic.

Back to my daily ranting. They're actualy playing sentimental songs here- in an internet cafe. Sheesh. I was with Adrian last night and he told me he was leaving. Nothing more to rant in my part coz' he's leaving on Monday anyway. Let's be more realistic. Oh well, two more weeks till my birthday....I prolly will end up staying in the dorm and sleep through the whole month of September....I wish

On the lighter side of things, my weekend isn't THAT bad as I expected it to be. Not at all. While escaping from my 'loserness' and 'geekdom', I managed to find time to hang-out at Thess's house and we didn't sleep 'till 10 in the morning. It was me, myself (counted as two including my politically incorrect, hyper-active, caffeine induced alter ego, and my diabolical, egocentric, evil self..heheheh) Sharon, Thess and Ian. All we did was fool around and talk all dayyy. Gab, gab,gab..yada, yada, yada.

We watched 2 Fast and 2 Furious, the B-rated sequel to Vin Diesel's blockbuster, which wasn't bad because the chase scenes were all over the place. Too bad Vin Diesel wasn't there anymore but then again Paul Walker is pretty okay. I'm not into the 'praising-celebrity-gods' kind of thing. And I'm definitely one of those girls who actually have posters of hunk celebrities, which I find so hard to understand. I like fast cars. Lol. 'A View from the Top' was pretty funny the second time around. Watched it again with my girlfriends. It's really nice to unwind and relax after a mind-blowing series of my midterm exams. What more could we girls want than to enjoy a movie-marathon of chick flicks. Gwyneth's flick. Alex and Emma. Sigh. I am exhausted from watching way too many movies. I didn't get much sleep. *Yawns* Bad vibes! lol.

Oh yeah, my mom and dad called. As always, asking where I am, the works. god, I miss them. My mom's prolly gonna be home on October anyway, no need to fuss over it. She won't be here for my birthday though. Double sigh.

Well, at least today I have something to rant about granted I still do not own a pc.

My week has been HELL, nuff said. I have been through a whole lot these passed few days. First, my grades, which are sorta ok, but they're not that high though, nothing much to expect from doofus li'l ol me who always procrastinates given a chance to cram. I'm adding up to the sum total of the population of the Paulinian freshmen, who whine and gloat about my 86s any given day. I am not grade-conscious..well, sometimes.

Then, there's Mr. Oh-my-god-I'm-so-into-my-girlfriend, who nearly gave me a cause to nearly drop dead on the floor. Well, it could happen to anyone, right? Doesnt change the known fact that I'm still a loser and boyfriendless. Maybe I'm just overreacting.

Problem no. 3 is making a detour to the worse possible classroom mayhem ever! Now I know how Gloria feels. It's so goddamn hard being the leader but WTF..I'm just doing my friggin' job for crying out loud! Some of my pathetic classmates have attitude problems. They complain about my job, as if they're responsible enough. I wish I had a brain... Besides, they can't impeach me, I'm popular..bwahahaha. *sigh* I guess a lot of people hate me now. :s

Hmm...Niki's not blogging. I wonder what she's been up to.... At least she manages to be perky and happy and all. While a lot of us are minding our own businesses, sipping our mocha frappuccino's at SBC, living our daily friggin' lives, I'm here, in school, and it's almost the weekend. I've got no classes tomorrow and I'm ready to sulk all weekend.

That's it. I'm done ranting. You people can shoot me now.

One-liners

Omg, 'View From the Top' is soooo goddamn funny...hahaha Gwyneth Palthrow is so uber-cool!

Mike Myers: You put the wrong em-PHA-sis on the wrong syl-LA-ble.

Gwyneth: You're breaking up with me... in a birthday card?
Boyfriend: Well, they don't make "breaking-up" cards.

Eventually, after calming down, with huuuge amounts of coffee, I'm gonna be okay.

Why oh why am I soooo not in a good mood....:( I'm really in for some vile, sad awakenings- I realize that blogs, are meant for losers like me, me, and a bunch of other losers like me. No, scratch that, blogs are for people who just want their thoughts to be heard. Tangina talaga! Yea, go on, arrest me. But when people actually are pissed, they say things they SO DO NOT want to say. Here I am contemplating on the thoughts that are whirring in my head. I know they're all sorta mixed up. Scatter. regroup. scatter. regroup. I just hope that some fucked up lunatic will break down the door and shoot me in the head. The Lady doth protest, methinks. As if Shakespeare could do anything about it...go figure.

It's just that I am not used to getting what I want. Life is soooo unfair....Waiting in vain would prolly let my heart end up in a doggy bag...

Earlier, Before English 101

6 places I wish I were, but I
weren't:

*MyPad Net Cafe... the PCs here are sooooo slow...
*The beach...somewhere off the coast of Ibiza. Anywhere but
goddamn Manila..It's raining cats and dogs here!
*Abu Dhabi. god, I miss this place.
*SBC...I need a latte-better yet a mocha frappuccino
*Libis, QC...on a rainy day?....hmmm...
*Dorm. I'd rather sleep rather than listen to my professor's
analysis of the works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I hate typos. I really do. Judging from my recent blog
entries, I have tons of them. Ugh! I seriously have to get a
laptop. This, internet lab thing is so not working for me. Plus,
the PCs are wayyy too ancient. I have to drum my fingers a
couple of times before the IE window pops up. Sigh. I'm actually
doing Jean's report right now, since I'm in a good mood.
Unfortuntately, these friggin' computers are giving me a
migraine...Nothing much to rant about. Still felt like reading a
good book. Any suggestions? Thirty more minutes 'till English...sigh...

I hate life. Granted, I do not have my own room, my own pc, my own freedom. Granted I only get to go home during the weekends but I'd rather wish to stay in the dorm. Granted, I'm just about lazy as any couch potato when I'm at my aunt's house. I miss my old life. This totally reeks.

Oh yeah, my midterms are finished. Yay. No more cramming at three in the morning with 'incubus' ghost touching my hair. *nyeeeh* No more constant bickering and memorizing in the common bathroom. And definitely no more drinking 3-5 mugs frothe just to stay awake. I'm surely gonna miss that.

So now it's back to being pathetic Nicole instead of 'Geek' slash 'Bookworm' slash 'Cramming' Nicole. I've had eyebags the size of Texas ( as if i've seen it and been there). Might as well be called eyemaletas. Langya. Boredom is making me say stupid things. Nicole, queen of Lala land. I'm trapped in my own parallel universe called Lalasville, where everyone will bow to me and hear my wrath. I am so delusional.

Yesterday, I went impulsive shopping again. I went to Rob and as usual the 'kaweirdohans' and the 'kajologans' are everywhere- mingling, the touchy-feelies at everycorner. Weird lebsians here. Jologs guys ober-there decked out in there luau outfits with matching beads around their necks. And as usual, there's the 'wish ko lang' girls at the end of the mall dressed in their Prado clothes and high-heels holding hands with their D.O.M.s. Believe me, it is a pretty pathetic sight...

Instantly, I mad dashed to Topshop and raided their store. Bwahaha. Wala lng. All I got was this purple shirt that would probably make me look like a dried prune. That's Nicole whining, obviously. I should try to stop being a pessimist, yet I enjoy criticizing myself and the people of the mall. Hahaha, I know I'm evil..But not all the Nicoles in the world are pure evil. *sigh* E di yun, I got my favorite Chinese take-out @ Bon Vivant and headed home.

Nicole! Stop ranting! Open mouth, insert foot.

Dawson's Creek Personality Test (yeah, whatever...I'm bored)

You consider yourself to be...
Intoverted.
Your music taste is best described as...
Chick rock, baby.
When it comes to school…
School? You mean, film school, right?
When it comes to love…
Been there, done that. It only screws you up.
When it comes to sex…
You're a virgin…safer still
Your Dad tells you that you're not allowed to go out on a school night. You…
Go out anyway, but not without giving your father an erudite speech proving that you're smarter than he is, and thus have earned the right to experience your nascent adulthood a few years early since you wasted your adolescence on maturity. Using those words.

well...whatdaya know...I'm joey potter..girl on the go..

I am temporarily slacked. Usually my moodiness makes me rant obnoxiously. As soon as the bell rang after my last class, which is Advanced Algebra, I quickly dashed out of the room with Jen and ran all the way to our Comp. Lab. Yeah, four flights down and two detours. Pretty tiring. I've got nothing much to blog about today. I only have to make this short and quick because I have to do some finishing touches on my Gen. Psych. paper which is due tomorrow. I was procrastinating last night, but managed to write a few and it all sums up into one thing. I think Sigmund Freud is an over-sexed loser who just sits in a corner and indulges in his whimsical fantasies. Whoever heard of such absurd things like canes and sticks are symbolizations of...umm..errr...stuff...in our dreams. That is so neurotic.

I overslept as well. I woke up at 10 am and never got the chance to grab some breakfast. Ladeeda. It's lights off in the computer lab...

My day didn't turn out right. I think I woke up in the wrong side of my upper-bunk bed. Or better yet, I think I'm in lala land. Went to the bank this afternoon, to open an account, but the people there won't let me because I have different signatures. Hmmph. What's the dilio?? All I'm saying is, I spent two friggin' hours at the bank (Name with held, heheh) and the could not except my ID because it doesn't have a freakin' signature. And I'm from the middle east, they need to see my goddamn passport... As if they'd care, my passport has this hideous picture of me when I was in sixth grade. Blech. I am wayyy beyond pissed- I just got the ID today, as well. And there right in the middle of the weird, ugly ID, was my disproportioned face grinning moronically. Why do I always look so pathetic in ID pictures. *Sigh*

On Nicole's Post-its:

*Gen Psych Mid-term Project: The story of your life
Write past experiences, events or persons you are closely related to where fixation is centered
Apply Erikson and Freud's stages of development
Deadline August 7.
gah.

* Required for English Plus. Watch the production of The Sound of Music by the AB Communication Arts students @ the Fleur de Lis Auditorium. 4:30 sharp. Tickets at the front desk.
:S

* Saturday
Practicals in gymnastics! Don't be late
duh.

* Meet with Karen @ Megamall. 4pm

Life here in the oh-so-sadistic side of Manila is starting to suck. Big time. I'm staying in the dorm for the weekend and all of my dorm mates are in the comfort of their cozy homes. I stayed for the weekend because I had to finish this friggin' project by the weekend. Hello, life. I tried to write a thing or two, or at least try to remember but my mind came up with a huge blank. I need a rush of caffeine in my blood. Where's coffee when you need one? I need a latte pronto!