It's hard raising kids. What's more hard is raising a mom and a dad. Kids, will always be kids, but they will soon realize what they are going through right now is more like a phase in their lives that they would overcome. On the other hand, parents will be parents, regardless of them being open-minded. I know they would worry a whole lot, because you're miles and miles away from them. But if I could just get across the barriers and talk to my folks, and they would actually listen instead of being these judgemental-types, I wouldn't be too hard on myself.
Yesterday, my dad turned 50. I was so excited to call him and tell him that I could not wait to come home and us being a complete family again. So anyway, I talked to him and I knew that he had been reading my blog. Heck, I was just a normal eighteen year old typing away my rants about how my day went, yet, he feels disappointed in me. I felt really bad about that. Made me feel really low and pathetic. I don't take a crap from anyone, not even a close relative, but when I listen to my dad and him saying all these things, I feel like the lowest creature known to mankind. I love my dad so much and I respect him a lot. I know he knows what is best for me, but sometimes I feel worried, that when the time comes that he needs to let me go, he would not let me. I'll always be Daddy's girl.
I am sorry for being an eighteen year old teenager,wanting to graduate to make my parents feel proud of me.That's all I ever wanted, it's just that certain circumstances made them think otherwise that it was because of certain persons involved.
This is just me.
And I am sorry for spilling my guts here.
I am in sheer desperadoes.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Saturday, April 09, 2005
Sinong konyo ngayon?
Entry ko dapat kahapon. Blogger was down yesterday.
Ayos yung party kahapon. Salamat sa mga dumalo. hehehe.
Today is Kiwi and Niki Day…oh wait, that was yesterday.Woke up feeling stress-free. For once I wasn’t thinking too much about my departure. Currently listening to Filter’s Take a picture. I really loved that song. Makes me feel worry-free and not so stressed-out about moving. I seriously need to get rid of a lot of stuff cluttered around my room so I could start packing. With any luck, I hope to get delayed for a month.
Yesterday saw too much of me hanging out. I mean really hang out. And pig-out. I went to school early morning yesterday to meet up with Lea and a bunch of other people I know because they were having their return demo for scrubbing and gowning or so I heard. This was in preparation for their duty at the OR (operating room). Too bad I wasn’t going to join them this summer. I wasn’t able to meet up with Lea though because me and Kiw had to go to Benilde for him to see his thesis adviser. His defense went well last Wednesday, he rushed to the house, still in his corporate attire, just to tell me the good news. I was glad that he was going to graduate by December. So I waited for him at Starbuck’s Taft and ordered a coffee-based caramel frappucino. Kiw doesn’t really get why I had to put brown sugar on my frapp when its obviously too sweet. I explained that I liked the crunchy sensation when biting those brown sugar bits. He just laughed and started teasing me because I easily get pikon when he teases me to my ex-addiction to Spongecola. He would croon Yael-like the whole drive to BF. Ack, it is really annoying.
I love Kiw to pieces, because he organized this despedida party for me tonight at his place and a lot of people were coming, mostly our friends, and people I met through him (Sorry if I wasn’t able to inform or invite people because I wasn’t the one who planned the whole thing). Now normally Gino would hang out with us at BF but the was too busy with school because his finals are coming up.
I think my flight is going to be delayed for about another week because my residency visa for Abu Dhabi isn’t processed yet. I wonder what Kiw’s plans are gonna be for our thing on the 15th. The last time we had a semi-romantic dinner was at the Alabang country club with Gino and Rash..heheh. Although it wasn’t the two of us, but we still had a pretty terrific time.
So anyway, back to yesterday’s events, while we were cruising on skyway while listening to John Mayer.We had shawarmas at President’s Ave. sa BF and the shawarmas here are half as good as the ones in Abu Dhabi. Lebanese shawarmas are fantastic. After getting ourselves stuffed we were supposed to go to Ruins to buy DVDs but we didn’t have much time because we were supposed to buy groceries for the refrigerator cake we were going to make so we opted for town to buy some stuff. We met up with Mico and his friend Luigi instead and hung out at Starbuck’s (again). It was really nice hanging out with Mico again because we haven’t seen him since we all went to Tj’s with Welo. He’s super kulit and super fun to be with. Luigi was nice too, as opposed to other celebrity kids who are superficial. He looked so much like his dad. After eating oreo cheesecake and another venti mocha frapp, we all went to Petron at Westgate then had to leave because like any normal kids I had a curfew so Kiw brought me home.
I am so going to miss coffeetime-slash-killingtime at town. And the fact that cheesedogs are only 10 bucks (peso bucks). Oh, and everytime we pass by Stoked inc, the wakeboarding store I always wanted to buy my own board & fixtures and a lovely new pair of havaianas which my brother termed as expensive tsinelas. Tapos when it’s Kiwi’s turn to go to his shop he’d always look for a gi, which was practically the same gi he’d been going back to for months. I hope they have those jiu jitsu gis in the States though. And our Jamaican patties food trip. I think De’ Original is yummier than Royal Carribean. Still, I can’t like the uber hot patties Kiw is ordering.
Gah, so much kwento, so little time. Today I’m off to buy groceries because we weren’t able to buy them last night. I hope I still remembered what Kitkat told me about those graham cakes. John is going to Boracay today. Hope you have a blast cuz!
More drama later.
Ayos yung party kahapon. Salamat sa mga dumalo. hehehe.
Today is Kiwi and Niki Day…oh wait, that was yesterday.Woke up feeling stress-free. For once I wasn’t thinking too much about my departure. Currently listening to Filter’s Take a picture. I really loved that song. Makes me feel worry-free and not so stressed-out about moving. I seriously need to get rid of a lot of stuff cluttered around my room so I could start packing. With any luck, I hope to get delayed for a month.
Yesterday saw too much of me hanging out. I mean really hang out. And pig-out. I went to school early morning yesterday to meet up with Lea and a bunch of other people I know because they were having their return demo for scrubbing and gowning or so I heard. This was in preparation for their duty at the OR (operating room). Too bad I wasn’t going to join them this summer. I wasn’t able to meet up with Lea though because me and Kiw had to go to Benilde for him to see his thesis adviser. His defense went well last Wednesday, he rushed to the house, still in his corporate attire, just to tell me the good news. I was glad that he was going to graduate by December. So I waited for him at Starbuck’s Taft and ordered a coffee-based caramel frappucino. Kiw doesn’t really get why I had to put brown sugar on my frapp when its obviously too sweet. I explained that I liked the crunchy sensation when biting those brown sugar bits. He just laughed and started teasing me because I easily get pikon when he teases me to my ex-addiction to Spongecola. He would croon Yael-like the whole drive to BF. Ack, it is really annoying.
I love Kiw to pieces, because he organized this despedida party for me tonight at his place and a lot of people were coming, mostly our friends, and people I met through him (Sorry if I wasn’t able to inform or invite people because I wasn’t the one who planned the whole thing). Now normally Gino would hang out with us at BF but the was too busy with school because his finals are coming up.
I think my flight is going to be delayed for about another week because my residency visa for Abu Dhabi isn’t processed yet. I wonder what Kiw’s plans are gonna be for our thing on the 15th. The last time we had a semi-romantic dinner was at the Alabang country club with Gino and Rash..heheh. Although it wasn’t the two of us, but we still had a pretty terrific time.
So anyway, back to yesterday’s events, while we were cruising on skyway while listening to John Mayer.We had shawarmas at President’s Ave. sa BF and the shawarmas here are half as good as the ones in Abu Dhabi. Lebanese shawarmas are fantastic. After getting ourselves stuffed we were supposed to go to Ruins to buy DVDs but we didn’t have much time because we were supposed to buy groceries for the refrigerator cake we were going to make so we opted for town to buy some stuff. We met up with Mico and his friend Luigi instead and hung out at Starbuck’s (again). It was really nice hanging out with Mico again because we haven’t seen him since we all went to Tj’s with Welo. He’s super kulit and super fun to be with. Luigi was nice too, as opposed to other celebrity kids who are superficial. He looked so much like his dad. After eating oreo cheesecake and another venti mocha frapp, we all went to Petron at Westgate then had to leave because like any normal kids I had a curfew so Kiw brought me home.
I am so going to miss coffeetime-slash-killingtime at town. And the fact that cheesedogs are only 10 bucks (peso bucks). Oh, and everytime we pass by Stoked inc, the wakeboarding store I always wanted to buy my own board & fixtures and a lovely new pair of havaianas which my brother termed as expensive tsinelas. Tapos when it’s Kiwi’s turn to go to his shop he’d always look for a gi, which was practically the same gi he’d been going back to for months. I hope they have those jiu jitsu gis in the States though. And our Jamaican patties food trip. I think De’ Original is yummier than Royal Carribean. Still, I can’t like the uber hot patties Kiw is ordering.
Gah, so much kwento, so little time. Today I’m off to buy groceries because we weren’t able to buy them last night. I hope I still remembered what Kitkat told me about those graham cakes. John is going to Boracay today. Hope you have a blast cuz!
More drama later.
Monday, April 04, 2005
Censorship
Earlier I got a YM message from my cousin that my titas saw my "raunchy" pic on friendster. I did not really understand what the fuss is all about. The tiny pic was blurry, and it was actually a decent pic, it didn't show a lot though, just my legs and I was in a swimsuit because, uh, duh, I went swimming or was trying to get a tan under the californian sun. I thought the photo was artsy regardless of what they think. Saka I myself would not post it if its too ma-halay.I don't get the culture here, I mean it's just one measly pic and it could definitely not harm anyone. If they are really upset about this, being grown-ups and all, with kids of their own, they could probably have told me that they were upset about it. Geez, I mean, my mom was also wearing skimpy bathingsuit when she was like my age or maybe even younger.
Double sigh. Why is it that everytime I try to do something normal, it ends up blowing up in front of me. It's bad enough that they frown upon everything that I try to do including having a boyfriend. Is it completely wrong to make mistakes? I think everyone deserves a right to be screwed up. Because they will not learn if they're too perfect to complicate things.
Things like these need to come around. The next time I'll be basking under the californian sun, I'll make sure to bring a sweater- a really bulky one.
Model used in this blog are for illustrative purposes only; Nicole does not suggest that the model is actually engaged in the conduct duscussed in this story that she illustrates
Double sigh. Why is it that everytime I try to do something normal, it ends up blowing up in front of me. It's bad enough that they frown upon everything that I try to do including having a boyfriend. Is it completely wrong to make mistakes? I think everyone deserves a right to be screwed up. Because they will not learn if they're too perfect to complicate things.
Things like these need to come around. The next time I'll be basking under the californian sun, I'll make sure to bring a sweater- a really bulky one.
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Getting messed up
Two days. I know, I gotta make this all quick.We were at Eastwood last Saturday night to celebrate a double birthday bash at Jack's Loft ( Mai's fave). Kiwi, Gino, and I were the first among the few who arrived and Avi, Joyce and their room mate Belle were there and it was like the three Abu Dhabi schools clashing and all. Fun. There are tons of people at Libis because of some benefit concert thing featuring Mojofly so the whole courtyard was packed. Typical scenario of guys and girls ogling at each other. Damn, I'm gonna miss this.
I didn't know that there was Gweilo's at Eastwood, because apparently Spongecola and their testosterone band were gonna play according to Joyce, who was the band's self-appointed groupie. Heheheh. So we went to Gweilo's to watch them play. There were other asteg bands playing as well kaya un, I stayed while Kiwi & co. were like waiting pa pala because they wanted to go to Blue Onion. I didn't even felt like dancing because I wasn't in the mood and all. And then it started. It pertaining to me and Kiwi's huge argument that lasted for hours. I know I can be bitchy at times. Maybe it was because I was leaving for good. Suddenly, I don't feel like writing anymore...
I didn't know that there was Gweilo's at Eastwood, because apparently Spongecola and their testosterone band were gonna play according to Joyce, who was the band's self-appointed groupie. Heheheh. So we went to Gweilo's to watch them play. There were other asteg bands playing as well kaya un, I stayed while Kiwi & co. were like waiting pa pala because they wanted to go to Blue Onion. I didn't even felt like dancing because I wasn't in the mood and all. And then it started. It pertaining to me and Kiwi's huge argument that lasted for hours. I know I can be bitchy at times. Maybe it was because I was leaving for good. Suddenly, I don't feel like writing anymore...
Friday, April 01, 2005
Some days you just can't figure out
Today is April 2. A day too late past the pranks being done and pranks that have gone to waste. Since we missed the Avril Lavigne et Simple Plan concert ( which, thank God we DID miss because there were lots of weird people hanging around, throwing cans and stuff and climbing on fences or so I heard) I told my brother than Avril was going to play at Eastwood yesterday. He got all excited all day and asked me to get dressed to we'd be there extra early.He fell for it. Heheh. Well, some people like Kiwi for instance, are aware of April Fools' Day, so some of my acting skills backfired. I told him I wasn't leaving and he didn't believe me.Plus, I was sick, I had the flu so my voice sounds hoarse. I think I'm feeling better today, I got my voice back. Swell.
Well most people would probably think death and accidents are pretty funny. I don't think it is. Normally when somebody tells me that I would freak out and panic in hysteria and eventually cry, so I think it's a low-blow joke when somebody tries to scare me off like that. It's a good think nobody tried to pull that prank on me.
But they did however played a prank on my guy friend, which wasn't very nice either. I think it's somewhere between the lines of insanity and being a sicko-stalker for some reason. What is it with people who are pretending to be someone that they're not? I do not mean trying to be Britney Spears or Lindsay Lohan for that matter. Actually masquerading as a completely different characted invented just to lure a guy into believing that that person really does exist. My God, it happened three times. When is it going to stop, huh? I'll elaborate more on this when I post my next entry. I feel bad not knowing this sooner. I hope my friend's okay now.
So there. That wraps up my April Fools' Day celebration. I actually have three friends celebrating their birthday yesterday, Jomarie, Avi and Daivy. I remembered when I was back home in Abu Dhabi, they all had parties on the same day so I really had to pick, but I ended up not going to any of their parties. That really sucked. Heheh. Oh well, Happy birthday you guys. I'll be seeing Jomarie and Avi later tonight because we'll be having dinner at Jack's Loft at around eightish. Ladeeda.
Gotta get ready by O' eight hundred hours
Ttfn :)
Well most people would probably think death and accidents are pretty funny. I don't think it is. Normally when somebody tells me that I would freak out and panic in hysteria and eventually cry, so I think it's a low-blow joke when somebody tries to scare me off like that. It's a good think nobody tried to pull that prank on me.
But they did however played a prank on my guy friend, which wasn't very nice either. I think it's somewhere between the lines of insanity and being a sicko-stalker for some reason. What is it with people who are pretending to be someone that they're not? I do not mean trying to be Britney Spears or Lindsay Lohan for that matter. Actually masquerading as a completely different characted invented just to lure a guy into believing that that person really does exist. My God, it happened three times. When is it going to stop, huh? I'll elaborate more on this when I post my next entry. I feel bad not knowing this sooner. I hope my friend's okay now.
So there. That wraps up my April Fools' Day celebration. I actually have three friends celebrating their birthday yesterday, Jomarie, Avi and Daivy. I remembered when I was back home in Abu Dhabi, they all had parties on the same day so I really had to pick, but I ended up not going to any of their parties. That really sucked. Heheh. Oh well, Happy birthday you guys. I'll be seeing Jomarie and Avi later tonight because we'll be having dinner at Jack's Loft at around eightish. Ladeeda.
Gotta get ready by O' eight hundred hours
Ttfn :)
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