Oh... My... GOD!!!

I checked my mail. I saw two messages. One was from Bobbie, the other one was from... Garfield...? Who's this guy? Anyway, I opened his message. It had an attachment. The message said that I should open the attatched file (it was a screen saver) to feel the true love, blah, blah, blah... As I clicked the link to the file to start downloading, MSN said "The file is infected with a virus." It was like... WOW!!! It was the first time I encountered a real virus! Good thing it didn't infect my computer...

Ever since, I don't think I wanna use my galaxy5.com account.

Hey, guys! Just email me at death_20370640@hotmail.com

Febuary 28

I'm currently listening to Sugar Ray - When It's Over. I got it from Migs' CD. Okey, you might think "Why'd he bring a CD?" Let's start with a looong story...

Today's Freshmen Day. Yeah, sure, party on, 'cause it's Freshmen Day. It really wasn't that of something good for us. The day before, Brother Karl told us to prepare a presentation for the Freshmen Day. That really troubled us, 'cause of the short time. I mean, the next day is the day! What did we prepare? A song number and dance number.

Today, freedom was frolicking around the 3rd floor of the Xifre building - and so are ourselves. No subjects! Except for that Science, wherin Ms. Pascual gave us the new Project: A model of the given things. We were assigned to make a model of the Phases of the moon. My fellow members were JC (Fonte) and Miguel (Mendez). I have little faith to them.

After that, we went back to the practices. Heheh. Our song number is... Guess what? Sugar Ray - When It's Over! Thanks to Migs, they were teasing him about the "sorry na lang, ha" after the last line in the second verse (in our lyrics). Then, after singing, the dance number... Nah, I wasn't part of it. It was rather lame. And besides, check out their costumes! Yup. It's a simulation of the 70's... or something like that. The first button of the polo shirt was left open, the hair was down, and the shades are really large (only Carlo Lazo had the pair of glasses...).

So came the performance time. The first was the SJB. Hmmm... no remarks. Then, followed were... us! It was surprising that we were next... Anyway, our performance was good. A lot shouted and screamed when they did that certain move (according to them, ala John Travolta...) while spinning slowly...

The Highlights: In SAP, Mr. Sebastian also danced! WOOOOOOHOOO!!! Hey, don't think that I'm overreacting. The crowd in the whole gym (venue of the program) went wild when he went inside the performance area!

Another highlight: Ms. Gaborno's a good MC. She comments good on the performers/performance. Highlights on the "comments": After our performance, she commented that the first year students "should stay alive". Another, after SAP's performance, Ms. Gaborno said "Mr. Sebastian?" Sir Allan looked at her. "Please go to Ms. Lavara's office after the program. There are five conduct slips waiting for you", she said. Hahahaha! And another, which is supposed to exist in every MC: A clear and loud voice. Her voice is definitely of a girl's (or a woman's, but... You know what I mean...)

Another: While in the program, Gino and Gabo were spying on teachers: We were looking on who's seducing, who's being seduced, who is seduced, and who's the guy magnet. Generally, we're looking for some teachers who are developing a deeper relationship... You know what I mean. :) Their (actually, it's our) observations: First, Mr. Liwag was looking at Ms. Gaborno, while he was sitting with a certain postition... I couldn't describe the position... But it's a position that... I don't know... Next, Mr. Hipolito sat beside Ms. Dela Fuente on the bleachers. He was also staring at Ms. Gaborno... Hehehehe! Followed by: Ms. Pascual sat beside Mr. Liwag. We also said that Mr. Liwag was thrilled to be beside her. It's weird, not even considering that Mr. Liwag already had a wife...

Another highlight: Mr. Sebastian called my attention. He told me that Dominic told them something. He told me that Dominic told him that I was bought from a fish store. Its offer was "Buy one, take a son". Heheh. I heard this from my dad before... :)

Oh, yeah. The song for their dance number was Bee Gees - Staying Alive. Yup. Old, but cool. The dance involved 5 steps. They were repeated again and again in order to form a complete dance. The dance may lack steps, and the song might lack practice, but hey? We got a third place! That was good enough, specially since first, we didn't know it was a competition from the beginning, and we lacked time for practice.

That's all, I guess... Also, there were a lot of games in the middle of the program, wherin there must be participants in each section. I voluteered on all of 'em. Longest Line (I hate that), Message Relay, and Sack race. We won in the sack race! We were all quick, even if Sirjo's shoe caused a delay... :) We got mugs. Ah, a new drinking container...

Wait... There's more... I just remembered this when I played Linking Park - PTS. OF .ATHRTY (Points of Authority in Linkin Park's Reanimation album) while the free time, I was also drawing robots... With their weapons... It was good... I was planning to use it for my comics... Then, I remembered the 0.4 pen I had. I placed it in one of my Filipino books... When I went back home, I couldn't find it... Did I bring it? Damn... If I did, I hope both are not missing... And I wanna play Metal Fatigue again!

(Added just on March 1)

Okey, I saw on the Tagboard Enzo's message. He told me to shut up about the two of them (Him and Stacy). The original text written in this was about the two of the. General detail. 'Key, fine.

Saturday, March 1

Forget what happened this morning... I don't wanna remember it... Don't worry. It was nothing that personal or major... It's just that we had the practices for our play in Filipino. I was very early. I was the second to arrive, first was Von, third was Lem. So we (only me and Lem, since Von was too busy playing volleyball) looked for fellow members. All in all, only 5 were missing. The most to be specified is Khaz...

Why him? Is he the director? Is he the main character? No. He had our script (which was written by Von, our scriptwritter). Without the script, we wouldn't know what to practice. He only arrived at around 1100 hrs.

Anyway, let us fast-forward to dusk. Tty and the rest arrived. They brought home... A NEW PRINTER!!! hp 3325 (but according to the software, it was hp 3320...). Damn. I was so happy! I hugged the box before it was installed... He's my best friend... :) I already have a souvenier from him.

After that, Enzo asked for some screwdrivers. I went down to Tty's tool cabinet. Before I arrived, I passed by the table in the study room. On it was a box... IT WAS THE CD WRITTER!!! Wow... Although now, it was only bespren hp who was installed..

HAAAHAHAHAHA!!! I could now burn CDs with all my game OSTs! Okey, not all...

While talking to Sig via IM (Instant Messaging), I was downloading Jennifer - If You Were Here. Yes, it's one of the songs used for Dance Revolution.

If you were here with me, you could feel the way I do now... If you were here with me, you could see what I am looking for now...

Jennifer - If You Were Here

Entried just at 2320 hrs

I've just erased a rather large part of this blog. What's it about? Ask Him. He knows more than anyone.

Okey, so I didn't post yesterday. Don't worry. There wasn't any occurence that needed to be highlighted, exept that I experimented again some Table HTML tags.

For today... There was a praying of the rosary. We prayed that the war (between Iraq and US) would not start. I hope it won't.

English. Our new and final lesson: Prepositions. Hmmm... I think I need to learn more... Not that I have no idea as to what it is, but somehow, I want my knowledge in prepositions to be perfect.

For Science, there's a project: The Planet Matrix. While we lecture about the planets in the Solar System, we take down everything that needs to be taken down. Quite stressful.

Projects: Film Analysis for English, Something that I don't know how to call it for A.P., play for Filipino, Puzzles for Math... They're gonna finish us off...

Final note: I think I'm going back to my old self... What old self? The period of time that my mind was drifting away towards Three Molecules of Carbon... I couldn't resist it... My heart... It aches... Surely, I'm devoted to her. But nothing's happening. No courtship, no letters, no communication, no nothing! What happened...? Was it because of the fact that I texted her the reason why my emotions came back...?

Current music: Red Alert - Fogger. Gah... Depressing music again... One of the best music composed by Westwood. The intro might not decieve you, but watch out when it comes to the middle part. The soul of it all. A melodramatic playing of the piano, combined with some instruments that I can't identify. One is a precussion instrument, one is really. It speaks of solitude... The kind of solitude that interprets... Maybe love... I was already fine listening to Command and Conquer Sole Survivor - Drill... I just had to, I guess...

The following data was inputed approximately two hours after the previous text.

Dinner. Ah, finally! I was gonna die from hunger... Anyway, while eating, Nny asked what Enzo's status is with Stacy. Then came another long discussion... I think we already had... four discussions with such mood, topic, and time (Dinner time! But I think one of them's at lunch time)... This time, it was rather different. On a part of the discussion, Nny said that what I did was impulsive 'cause I blurted it out all of a sudden, and I do not have much data/information/facts about the target... (What did I do? I don't think it's for me to tell...) Another is that I should know if I really love the person. I have to analyse if she IS the one...

Hmmm... Then maybe Stacy was right about what she said before... It might have been foolish love... and Carla's question back in the past made sense... "love or infatuation?"

You know, I'm really lucky to have a mother like Nny. (For the people who do not know: Nny is my mother! I'll make a page containing the cast of people that I mention and are hidden beneath codenames that I've created.) She knows very much about how the human mind proccesses... (not technically. I mean, how a person thinks...) I felt that I really was enlightened... After eating, I placed my plate on the sink of the kitchen, like always. Before I went upstairs to type this, I went to Nny, and kissed her. Her response was "thank you!". I was expecting that she'd ask me why I did that 'cause I never (maybe very rarely) do such things. But I guess that she thought that she shouldn't ask for more... I mean, I kissed her, and maybe she thought that she shouldn't bother to ask why I did.

And this part was inputed ten minutes after the previous input that was an hour ago! I went to my parents' room to get my cellphone. Then, Nny asked "Rico, why did you do that?" "Do what?", I asked. "You kissed me.", she replied. Hahahaha! So I did explain. I told her that I was enlightened about those things. (those things that I mentioned on the paragraph after the note that I inputed that data after an hour). Hehehehe! She wrote what happened in her journal! Ahahahaha!

Because of those, my playlist changed from Red Alert - Fogger to Square Hands - Happy. Wohooo!

Happy...! I'm feelin' so happy...! I'm gonna be happy...! You make me so happy...! Can't you see I'm happy now...?

-Rico, while singing Square Hands - Happy

You may doubt the fact that I'm happy. You cannot see the pieces of metal attatched to my teeth (braces) when I smiled. You cannot see me dance crazilly from the joy that slapped my face. My laughter may not be a euphony because of the fact that you cannot hear it. But I tell you this: I'm happy! And nothing will ruin this day, even if its end is very near!

I forgot to tell you: Back in (I'm dead! Is it the right preposition to use...?) Wednesday, Ms. Pascual asked if I had the poem I composed. (the one about the Rock Cycle. I'm not sure if I mentioned it in my blogs.) Since I had it, I obviously said that I still had it. She asked me if I could bring it the next day.

Gosh... what would she want from a stinky old poem? Okey, fine, it wasn't old.

And this was thirty minutes after that!

I was about to make a poem because of the extreme joy. I checked for the file "Death 20370640.txt". I used it to store most of my poems. It was missing! I even went through a thorough search. To no avail... I guess the happiness was shattered... I have a backup in a folder in my email inbox, but it's not up-to-date. It's missing a lot of poems...

Wednesday, Febuary 19

Where to start... where to start... I started already in Computer Period... Maybe after lunch...

After lunch, we had intrams again. Note: Probably, of all the games we played, I brought my intrams uniform only ONCE! I don't wanna play intrams... maybe because I'm quite girlish... (Another note: I'm a guy, okey?! In case you jumped into a conclusion that I'm a girl... or a gay...) Why did I say that I'm girlish? First, my sport is (supposed to be) soccer. You know, I play a lot... before. But now, I don't wanna play it anymore. Why? I don't know... maybe because I wanna play badminton... but Jonas and Von took over... Another thing: Although it is obviously any human's trait, I don't want to sweat... literally. I feel disgusted about myself when I sweat, even if I took a bath (like always) before I perspired... And finally: I don't want myself dirty. Even a small amount of dust can creep me out... (warning: it may be an exaggeration... sowee... :) ) And our field's turning into a dust bowl.

Personal thought: You know, I wanna learn volleyball... (I repeat: I'm not a girl, nor am I gay!) I mean, if I get disgusted on playing soccer, I suck on basketball, table tennis, and chess, and seeing that most of the time, our volleyball team is always at jeopard because of the lack of players and fear that we will lose via default, why not just volleyball? Why, if I joined volleyball clubs outside the school, I might even see chicks... :) Oh, God, what's happening to my mind... :)

Okey, enough about that. Back to my story. So we had our intrams today, after lunch. Spikey accomanied me first to the canteen to buy some chocolate (Tofiluk). After, I went to the games to see how they're doing. Football: has not started yet (the 2nd year is gonna play first, then we will follow). Basketball: Seems pretty good... estimated scores are 70 - 25 (we're the 70) Volleyball I'm unable to determine. Although it seemed pretty good...

At the end, catastrophe: Only the basketball was victorious (103 - something... I forgot SJB's scores...) And the worst: two of Benjo's left fingers were dislocated. The ring finger and the middle. I witnessed it on how he got it (although I never knew that it would reach to such a level of injury): He was the goalie. So he caught the ball. The ball was on the ground, so when he caught it, he too went down on the ground. Then, an SJB player kicked the ball towards the goal. Bam! Automatic "dial 911" situation.

After the game, it was practically dismissal. so I went home (along with Dom, of course). I arrived at home, and played Red Alert. Soviets. I think I'm in the second-to-the-last stage. What sucks is that the cinematics aren't there. What's good is that the game's sooo easy! :) And at the same time, the game's fun to play!

Final notes: First, last night, I slept at 2200 hrs, and woke up at 0630 hrs. I was still sleepy! I couldn't believe it... That's a long period of rest! (in my living standards, of course). Second, tomorrow's the Culminating (or something like that) activity. The co-curricular clubs are for the whole day! Third: Vigile posted on a blog saying "Rico... why isn't the link to your blog working?" and other things. I tested the link: She was right. It wasn't working at all. Then, came the analysis. So what were the errors? A. I forgot the "www" on "angelfire". B. I never knew it was case sensitive. I typed "Death_20370640" instead of "death_20370640".

That's it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go back to fixing my things for the Science project.

Thursday, Febuary 20

Man... What a day! We went to the gym for an assembly. It was not your ordinary assembly. There were performers! Dancers, to be more specific. There dance was of folk. But heck, it's sooo good! Then came the "modern" part. One of the music that they used was so cool... at first, I was never able to identify it. Not even the lyrics. ('Cause usually, if I don't know the artist or title of the song, I try to remember some lines of the lyrics of the song, then search at the net for the lyrics. Obviously, the artist and title is there.) I was unable to understand any word of the song. After the song, I shouted "ano ba yung pangalan ng kanta na yan?!" ("What is the name of tha song?!") Benjo heard me, and politely told me the artist and title: Coldplay - Clocks. Darn... it's really good... The tune has a combination of sadness and slight love. Those are the things that make a perfect song under my standards!

Anther surprise: Migs sang! You know, while he was approaching the stage, I shouted "Pupunta sa stage si Migs!" ("Migs' going to the stage!") I was definitely joking. But he did go to the stage! He sang a song of Sugar Ray.

Anyway, after the show, there always comes the thing that ruins any assembly in the whole history of Claret: The Claret March. Hehehehe!

After the assembly, it was our free-for-all time. Basically, I took some notes for A.P., and did our Science project.

Here's something freaky. It's one of the most unique things I have EVER experienced before. The NDE. (Near Death Experience) There are multiple ways of doing this.

WARNING: DO NOT TRY THIS!!! FROM THE NAME ITSELF, IT COULD MOVE FROM "NEAR" TO "THE POINT OF"!!!

I was so curious that I asked them to do it to me. And this is what they did to me: First, my back lied on the wall. Then, Alec made me breathe deep for fifteen times. And on the sixteenth, I held the inhaled air (as he instructed). Then, they locked my neck... (the neck-locking part is rather hard for me to explain). They did not squeeze my neck (ala Nny) so tight. They just pushed the corners of my neck (I really can't explain...) Then... darkess covered whatevr light that is that I should see. My energy suddenly drained... I collapsed... I knelt from the weakness. My left arm was on the floor, and my right one was on the wall, clinging to it so not to go down.

After less than ten seconds, I could see light again. My energy boosted back to its original self in a short momment. I raised my head, my body was still lying down on the floor, and my mind was drifting because of the curiosity of what happened. Then, I asked to them "...What happened...?" You know, because I was SO AMAZED, I asked them to do it again! But this time, it was Kyle who took the shot.

I REPEAT: DO NOT TRY THIS!!!

Home. I connected to I-Tipid. Finally! I was back on the net! I downloaded Coldplay - Clocks. It's done. It's good. The piano really has something to do with Time... or clocks... What I'm saying is that the music is perfect for the Title.

While downloading it, Enzo told me that I knew what happened back in January 18. (see archive for reference. It's about him and Stacy) Heheh. I even saw an entry on his Livejournal (sorry! I forgot the URL to his site... :) ) talking about his discovery... :)

Final note. At dismissal, Lawrence (Marcos) accompanied us to the canteen to take some things. On our way, we were talking about the assembly. I said that I now have something to write in my blog. Then it went to the "website" topic. He gave me a buisness flyer, containing his contact numbers, email and website URL. I don't think I have the time this week. Check it out for me, okey? Thanks. :)

Saturday, Febuary 22

Okey, I have to admit something: I'm getting lazy about blogging. Maybe because of Netscape. When I have an error in the HTML ('cause I use it on placing an entry), the page doesn't display anymore, and I'll be needing to reconnect. That's a real turn-off.

Never mind that. I'll just go to the start of the day. The night before, I slept at 2100 and woke up at 1000 hrs. I was supposed to have a practice, (0900 hrs.) but Nny was away, so I just ate breakfast. While eating,, she arrived. So I requested that she bring me there. I took a bath, changed clothes, etc., then went there.

Special note: I brought Dom's CD player! (first time, that's why the announcement) The CD that I brough was a compilation that I requested from Kyle. I consumed two sets of batteries! (two batts per set) Heheh. Couldn't help it. :)

Inside, David (Espiritu) saw me. He asked what I was doing. I told him that we (the team of the play of the new version of Ibong Adarna) had a practice. He asked what group did I belong. I told him that I'm in the new version. Then...

"Wala kayang practice!" ("There's no practice!")
"Ano?!" ("What?!")
"Hindi mo ba narinig? Kinancel daw!" ("Didn't you hear? It was cancelled!")

Gah! So what was the reason why it was cancelled? I think it was because a lot of members will not be able to go. I can remember that Robin had to go to their province... That's one. And there may be some people following.

So we went around (it was the Grade 1 Family Day :) ). On the way somewhere, we were given some Nooda Crunchby a stand. It was a sample. Yummy... Another first time. :)

After eating, we went back. Actually, he was searching for Migs so he could give the CDs. We were unable to find him. I told him that we should go to his house. He declined. I volunteered that I'd go there. So I did. Actually, he was in the neighbor. So I went to the neighbor. Yup. He was there.

First, we played some chess. I lost because I'm not good in analyzing (the "battlefield"... and maybe everything!). Next, we played some Beyblade. I used their Beyblade. One of them was so cool. The weight disk was wider than the attack ring. Heheh. :) Overall, the best that I saw was the Trygle. Three spikes in the attack ring, the weight disk was also quite wide. I think it was better than the all-famous Dragoon. (I hate the Dragoon Beyblade. I see too much of it. :) ) When I buy a Beyblade again, I'm gonna buy that. :)

Oh, I forgot to mention: Today was the Hala Bira! It was mostly of playing Bingo.

So how did it go? Heheh. I might elaborate. I will elaborate. A group sat together (rather). Kyle, his mom, his younger sister, Ven, Anjo, his dad & younger brother, Migs, Carl (Tomacruz), Roel (Mendoza), Jolo, Ven, and... I forgot his first name... (the surname is Ruecca... Why, I'm not even sure about the spelling!) and finally, me.

There were twelve games (ten of them, which are included in the package that came from the tickets, and two which were separate). I had thirty cards. Twenty of them which are originally mine, and ten, which are supposed to be Dom's. Heheh. It was fun.

Some highlights on the happenings while playing: The announcer requested that we should shout "Bingo" as loud and as clear as we could when we won. Ven shouted "LOTTO!!!". Hahahaha! Another one is that we were shouting the number that we wanted. Hehehehe! I know that it's quite a common sight, but a lot of people were already starring (stare... I don't know the correct spelling of its progressive form... :) ) at us.

Here's the most intense. It was time for the blackout. The final game... So Migs gave his card to Roel (but he'd still get the price if his card won, of course). Then he was doing some weird things, as i he some sort of psychic... I don't know... And you know? There was a point that he only needed one more number!

So they anounced another number... Out of nowhere, someone shouted "BINGO!!!". Gah! While he was on his way, we were shouting "Wala yan!" ("That's nothing!") "Bad Bingo!" (good bingo is an official victory in Bingo) (and oh, yeah. There was a bad bingo in that day :) ) Then, some others followed... Darn... all of those were good bingoes. But we didn't lose hope. There was still the second prize... (On the last game, there was the 1st place P50,000 2nd place 30,000 3rd place, P20,000) But wait... how come there suddenly came a 2nd placer?! Bah!

Then, we were waiting for the game to continue. We were already shouting his final number. "O-70! O-70!". Then, the game continued. The final number was... B-7. (or something like that) Another cry from the audience... that ended everyone's hope. All but the people with their names announced as winners went back home... with nothing.

First, I went to the kubo (hut) to remove the stress and psychological frustration, and to recover my voice from all the shouting. :) Then, I went to the Snack Bar to wait for my parents to pick me up. I saw Janno. He borrowed my CD player until He or I would leave. The volume was very loud. The music was Stephen Speaks - Passenger Seat... Then, turned to Binocular - Deep... I could see the sorrow in his face... an occurence surely had slapped him in the face... Why, I even saw him like that back when I was in Claret... Heck... Was Tita Angel's (she's his mother, for your information) operation scheduled today? God, I hope this prayer isn't too late... Let her stay here, please... Or maybe because of a love problem...? God, don't let that add to his problems... He wasn't even minding one of the gays there... He (the gay) was already tapping his shoulder... he was asking for forgiveness... Don't ask me why. I don't know anything about it.

Oh, and another highlight: While waiting for the raffle, I was checking my cellphone. Nny and Tty told me that Kuya Elvin, Enzo, Ria (cousin, Gatdula side) and one of her friends will be going to Claret to play Bingo too. Then Nny told me not to share the cards to anyone. I even called her for confirmations. So they came. I told them Nny's request (not to share the cards) Then Kuya Elvin asked where they could buy cards. I lead them to it. But on the way, I showed them the Hala Bira ticket and asked if they had it. ('cause I told them that they might need it) They didn't. Their final decision: To leave the campus. So they did. Afterwards, Nny called saying that I should share the tickets to them. (Kuya Elvin, Enzo, Ria, her friend) What...?! Guilt infected my blood and flowwed though my veins... Then creeped my mind... My plan of apology was to give them a share of what I won... if ever I did. (I didn't win, nor did anyone of the rest of the group)

And you know what's the worst part of it? She let it spread. To Tty, to be specific. When? At dinner, when I was already at home. She even said "Pikon na siya..." in a teasing manner (Um... I don't know its English version... Generally, she said that I was already irritated... or something like that...). She did say "I'm just kidding" with a pat on the shoulder or something like that. I really hate such kinds of physical contacts... It was the second time that she did that (the spreading of such things). What she did was to embarass me! God... (good thing I never continued that...) Her first time was an emphasis that I won't be playing computer games on a certain day. She told that to me thrice, repeatedly. That was also with a physical contact. Hah. On that time, she already knew I was pissed off. She pleaded for an apology. Technically, I never gave her anything but the cold shoulder. (Oh, yeah! The cold shoulder... First time I used that... I don't even know its meaning. :) ) I mean, I was already frustraded at the fact that I wouldn't be playing (I forgot why... maybe because it was a week before the Periodic Exams and I had to study...) and she even had to shove it on my face?! That's sort of an insult!

Shit... (sorry... I really forbid myself in swearing in blogs, but I guess I need to forbid myself some more...) I'm really frustrated right now. Hours before, I was already over it... Then, it came back... Gah!

Another occurence happened today: (but not in the Bingo anymore) Secreeet! :) What we did was rather common but if you went to the specifications of what we did, it would be considered as classified. Ooops... I was about to give information as to when we did it... Whew! Hehehehe!

By the way, Kuya Elvin and Nilord went to our home. They ate dinner here. After dinner, Nilord went to my PC. He altered the settings on Winamp. Specifically on the Enhancer and the Equalizer. I think it's better now! He also told me that he could get registration codes from different kinds of programs easily. I asked how. He said "You just have to use this", while tapping his skull. (obviously, it signifies his mind) It was definitely not an insult. Going beyond what you could do, I'm sure you would know what to do. He even told me that I should text him ALL (hey, I asked him if I needed to emphasize the word "all" :) ) programs that I wanted to have registration codes. Thank you so much, Nilord!

After they left, I played more Aftermath. It sucked. I paradropped some troops close to the Chronosphere. Before it landed, I saved the game. After saving, I went back. The momment that the infantry landed on the ground, the chronoshpere self-destructed. I was supposed to capture it! That sucked. (as stated back there... :) ) I was about to destroy the enemy base...

Final note: I'm addicted to Coldplay - Clocks. You know, I don't feel any strong emotion while listening to it... Wait a minute... I think I have... Oh well.

See ya next time. I'll be sleeping. Then tomorrow, we'll go to Cabuyao, Laguna. I hope Ninang Anching's (relative, Gatdula side) now okey...

Sunday, Febuary 23

News: I decided not to go to Cabuyao. Good. I had homework to do. And I might lack the time.

So when I woke up, I had a text message. (messages, actually). It was from Sig. She asked if I was awake. I replied "Ummm... Why'd you ask?" Then, I went to playing Aftermath again. I forgot to check if she replied.

Before I ate lunch, I was able to check my cellphone. She did reply. She said that she was here in our home sometime between 0900 and 1000 hrs. I replied "...Here?! As in here in our house?!"

Yap. ü

Ah... so she was the one who knocked... :) I wasn't practically awake. I was asleep. Maybe I woke up because of the knock. Then I slept again... Oh, whatever. :)

Gah... I can't think properly... Heheh. Coldplay - Clocks is still playing in the mp3 player (in the PC, in case you thought it was a portable mp3 player).

Anyway, I called Sig. Um... mainly, to know why she went here. She had to give a letter from Stacy. I asked "What's happenning between the two of them?" She said that she doesn't think she should say why. Oh well. Couldn't blame her. Then, the conversation went on, just like the everyday conversation. But here's an irrational highlight: She asked if I was in love with Three Molecules of Carbon.

Here's a funny part. I texted Three Molecules of Carbon "Hello.". She replied "Ei,wazzup?"
"Um... nothing. Ü"
"Then why'd you text? ü?"
"Um... no reason. Ü"
"Acceptable. (or something like that)Then why'd you text again? ü?"
"Um... 'cause I had to explain why I texted. Ü"
"Then why'd you text again? ü?"
"'Cause I had to explain why I texted again. Ü"

That conversation went on! You know, on her fourth text, I discovered that she was joking me. I was about to end it but I though "Hey. Why not ride along with the joke?" :) Hehehehe! It was really fun.

<sigh> I miss her. I miss the times that we were talking

After, I searched for details that would support our debate. I'm a little nervous, actually... But why be nervous? I'd make their mouths shut! Hahahaha! :)

Dinner... or was it early dinner... Nny and Tty arrived at home. While eating, Enzo suddenly cutted of the supply of our (Nny and me) mood to eat when he said that he wasn't Stacy's prom date anymore.

"What...?", Nny said.

Okey, so we discussed about it. According to what he said, something happened (this something is so confidential that I don't know it. :) But Selda does. And Vig. And Mia, I think. And Sig. And maybe some others. :) Heheh. Yup. It's confidential. Wait, no... The people that I mentioned... they knew that Stacy did something but they don't know what she did... Or maybe that's what I know...)

Anyway, according to what he said, she (Stacy) had done something... Oh, I don't know... what I clearly know is that Stacy did something that hurted Enzo, and that because she's too ashamed because of what she did, she couldn't face him anymore, and decided to change her parter on the prom. That's the summary. Now, where's that letter that Sig gave to Enzo...? JOKE!!! :)

Don't jump into conclusions about what I've mentioned about what's happening between the two of them. You'll be needing all the details before you can do so. How do you get those details? Ask Enzo. Will he tell you the details? Unless you're very close to Enzo, the answer is no.

My reaction about what's happening: The nerve... First, Stacy hurts Enzo, then he'd "dump" him? Not mentioning the fact that we (they, actually) prepared him the Americana... Okey, Enzo might be okey about all this, but remember: There's the end. There are limits to what you could and could not do. Oh, whatever...

She texted me. "D k n nga pla d8 c enzo s prom. I'm d8ng dis guy in ateneo semi-honors eng. 2nd yr. Chinito name:Peter my parishmate. La lng." Translation: By the way, Enzo's not my date in the prom anymore. I'm dating this guy in Ateneo. Semi-honors English, second year, Chinito (Chinito is someone that looks Chinese), name: Peter, my parishmate. Nothing really. Coincidencially (spelling?), he was Dino's (Dom's Atenean friend) classmate. (Enzo told us that back in dinner)

Hah. The fact that she switched partners isn't a big time news. But if you include the reason why, that's gonna be a large issue. She texted some details about this Peter guy, right? It seems that she's boasting about it. Why, can't she be proud of Enzo?

Gah... I'm going against my friends... I don't know what's happening...

Out of the confusion, I have to spit out one word: (if it was only one word :) ) Whatever.

Final notes: Let's go back to the past. Benjo's fingers weren't really dislocated. It was just sprained. Heheh. He reeally fooled me. :) Another thing: I'm not mad at Nny currently, in case you thought so.

Monday, Febuary 24

You know that small notebook that I bought? I'm not sure if I mentioned it, but I used it for taking down what I should blog. :)

Computer. It was our debate. Heheh. Technically, we had more proof than the negative side. It was also intense. As expected, Von opened his mouth the most often in the positive side of the debate, then Gino on the negative. Although I did rebel quite some time. :) In the end, they won. It was definitely biased. First, there were two gays in our group. (ever hard of discrimination?) Second, I was there. I'm sure a number will go against me. Heheh. For example, Anjo. Back in their debate, I asked a question that was against them. Like mentioned before in one of my blogs, he vowed revenge. :) And he never did...

Filipino. I did not mention last Friday that the outlet exploded once we plugged our lightbulb in it. Why'd it blow up? The wire that we used for it to be hung was rather attatched to the screws that would lock the electrical cord, interruping the flow of electricity, and thus, kabam! Mrs. Ramos requested me to ask for it to be fixed. I went to Aling Marie. She told me to go to Romy Fransisco (Head of FIRC) in the carpentry to report it. So I did. I told him about what happened before, and what needed to be fixed. Of course, I told him too the location of where the damage was. "One - SRA", I said. His reply? "First year ka pa lang?" ("You're still in First Year?") I nodded my head. "Parang ang tangkad mo para maging first year, a", he said, with an exiting smile. ("You seem tall for a First Year.") I scratched my head, and smiled back. :)

Flashback: I remember back in the Variety Show practices, Ms. Chua aksed me a favor to tell those people managing the stage to turn on the electric fans. Coinsidencially, (spelling?) it was Mr. Fransisco. I asked him if they could. He said "Mamaya." ("Later."). It seemed that he was angry at me just for requesting him to do that... But... After seeing those smiles after asking him for confirmations (EXTREME signal of friendliness)... He's quite nice.

Anyway, so they dispatched a crew member to chech what was wrong. The crew member said that it needed a new fuse. (Fuse...? I though that was only for Electrical things that you actually plug to the outlet...? Hmmm... that' probably something I don't know...) Yup. He returned to the HQ, came back to the classroom, and fixed everything.

Now, what we did in Filipino was: There wa an acticity. Mrs. Ramos wrote five sentences on the board, with numbers to start. She told us to arrange it into the correct form, and forge those. What...? We didn't even knew how to arrange it...! I guess I'm using pure luck... or maybe some knowledge on Literature... And she also said that if there was a single mistake on the paragraph, we'd autmatically get zero!

Gah, so I did what I could do, and thought of what I could think. Then, came the checking of the work... I GOT A FLAT FACE-SMACKIN' 20/20!!! If only Filipino wasn't N.I. (Needs Improvement), I would celebrate from the top of my happiness...

Science. In our project (Booklet on the selected topic about Astronomy. Our topic was Jupiter), Ms. Pascual gave us a 95! Alright! She gave a small piece of paper, showing the grade and comments from her. It was written there "Very organized! Keep it up!". Yipee! I owe Ryan one... And I owe Tty one... times ten to the ninth power... :) Then, the constellamp was 6/10... Eheheh... :)

No other ephasis... Oh, today's the Parent-Teacher Conference. Heheh. Nny talked to Ms. Untalan. What was Dom's case? Conduct. He was rather noisy. :)

The rest, we went back home, and I played (AND FINISHED!!!) Red Alert. Hah. On my final attack, it was composed of 15 Heavy Tanks, 10 Mammoth tanks and 5 V2 Rockets. Of course, I disabled their outer defence. Good ol' Mig-27...

That's all. Also, Stacy called...

Tuesday, Febuary 25

Not much to say but... I though something was gravely wrong about my computer... I couldn't connect to the net! Hah... I made a kickback now... :) And also, something's wrong with the mouse... It suddenly doesn't respond... Good thing I got the keyboard-mouse...

Just added this after studying... I turned my computer on. While waiting for it to start Windows, the PC speaker beeped. Then, it displayed a message "Your hard disk may have some bad sectors". What in Heaven's name... I just scandisked it twice! It never detected any bad sector...! Gah...!

Also, I'm finished recording Command And Conquer Sole Survivor - Drill. Gave me some trouble while recording it though...

Where to start... where to start... I started already in Computer Period... Maybe after lunch...

After lunch, we had intrams again. Note: Probably, of all the games we played, I brought my intrams uniform only ONCE! I don't wanna play intrams... maybe because I'm quite girlish... (Another note: I'm a guy, okey?! In case you jumped into a conclusion that I'm a girl... or a gay...) Why did I say that I'm girlish? First, my sport is (supposed to be) soccer. You know, I play a lot... before. But now, I don't wanna play it anymore. Why? I don't know... maybe because I wanna play badminton... but Jonas and Von took over... Another thing: Although it is obviously any human's trait, I don't want to sweat... literally. I feel disgusted about myself when I sweat, even if I took a bath (like always) before I perspired... And finally: I don't want myself dirty. Even a small amount of dust can creep me out... (warning: it may be an exaggeration... sowee... :) ) And our field's turning into a dust bowl.

Personal thought: You know, I wanna learn volleyball... (I repeat: I'm not a girl, nor am I gay!) I mean, if I get disgusted on playing soccer, I suck on basketball, table tennis, and chess, and seeing that most of the time, our volleyball team is always at jeopard because of the lack of players and fear that we will lose via default, why not just volleyball? Why, if I joined volleyball clubs outside the school, I might even see chicks... :) Oh, God, what's happening to my mind... :)

Okey, enough about that. Back to my story. So we had our intrams today, after lunch. Spikey accomanied me first to the canteen to buy some chocolate (Tofiluk). After, I went to the games to see how they're doing. Football: has not started yet (the 2nd year is first, then we will follow). Basketball: Seems pretty good... estimated scores are 70 - 25 (we're the 70) Volleyball I wouldn't determine. Although it seemed pretty good...

At the end, catastrophe: Only the basketball was victorious (103 - something... I forgot SJB's scores...) And the worst: two of Benjo's left fingers were dislocated. The ring finger and the middle. I witnessed it on how he got it (although I never knew that it would reach to such a level of injury): He was the goalie. So he caught the ball. The ball was on the ground, so when he caught it, he to went down on the ground. Then, an SJB player kicked the ball towards the goal. Bam! Automatic "dial 911" situation.

After the game, it was practically dismissal. so I went home (along with Dom, of course). I arrived at home, and played Red Alert. Soviets. I think I'm in the second-to-the-last stage. What sucks is that the cinematics aren't there. What's good is that the game's sooo easy! :) And at the same time, the game's fun to play!

Final notes: First, last night, I slept at 2200 hrs, and woke up at 0630 hrs. I was still sleepy! I couldn't believe it... That's a long period of rest! (in my living standards, of course). Second, tomorrow's the Culminating (or something like that) activity. The co-curricular clubs are for the whole day! Third: Vigile posted on a blog saying "Rico... why isn't the link to your blog working?" and other things. I tested the link: She was right. It wasn't working at all. Then, came the analysis. So what were the errors? A. I forgot the "www" on "angelfire". B. I never knew it was case sensitive. I typed "Death_20370640" instead of "death_20370640".

That's it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go back to fixing my things for the Science project.

I'm currently in Computer Class. Our activity was to research the symbols of the Flowchart, then we'll make a MS Word document containing the Flowchart symbols, and its meaning (purpose). I'm done... and I'm cmplete in all the activities! Yipee!

I'm aslo currently listening to Parokya ni Edgar - Halaga.

Hanggang kailan ka ba ganyan...?... Hindi mo ba alam na wang pupuntahan ang pagtiyaga mo dyan sa boyfriend mong tanga... na wala nang ginawa kundi ang paluhain ka... Sa libu-libong pagkakataon... na tayo'y nagksama, iilang ulit pa lang kitang nakitang masaya...

-Rico, singing Parokya ni Edgar - Halaga

Today. Computer, there was another debate. Too bad the audience wasnt given a chance to speak up. On Filipino, we had a quiz. I got 18/20. Yeah, that's high. But the test was so easy that almost all should get a perfect score in this.

During recess, I was cramming for Science. I was making the constelations. I was able to do it, and the time was 0940 hrs. I still went down (it would bell at 0950) to eat... a sandwich. I went up at about 1000 hrs. Ma'am was there already... But wait...! This isn't Ma'am Pascual! It was Ma'am Locsin! (Ms. Locsin, 1st year guidance councelor, Student Development Center) She gave back the results for the Career test. I was ninety on the Esthetics (spelling?). My lowest was on agriculture. You know, Benjo got a flat ONE in the mechanics! It was so hilarious! She also gave a letter for our parents (which Ms. Locsin did not want us to look at it!).

Just a short notice. If her hair was shorter, her eyes were Chinese, she might look like Sig. :)

So it consumed the whole Scinece period. Then came C.L.E. I guess it's your everyday discussion. And, on English... Ms. Regalado did not come. We stabbed time by going to a free-for-all. Until she eventually came. She said that she was busy with something (a contest, I think) for the whole morning. Then she told us to have a free time on the remaining minutes.

Maths. It was Mike! (Ong) The teachers were having a deliberation for the EVA. (My shortcut for the Preliminary Evaluation Form), so student-teachers took over. Like always, we..., no, I'm sorry... THEY... were mocking him. Of course. Heheh. He was threatening us with warnings and conduct slips. He should have given them already.

After Maths, Ms. Castillo (2nd Year guidance councelor, SDC) came. She gave a survay focused on Ms. Locsin, and the services of SDC.

Oh, also, a note (not short, this time). First, according to Joseph (Joseph Paolo Timbol, our beloved class president), Ms. Castillo's eyes and mouth matches her crush's. So we were teasing him. :)

Second. So Ms. Castillo was explaining the survey. There was a certain period of time wherein she was looking at me while discussing. Not just a glance... It was as if she knew me already. (maybe that was it. A certain day, Mr. Quintos, our club moderator, was absent, and Ms. Castillo took over... more explanation next time!) Then, when she looked away (turned 180 degrees, actually), I gave a big smile. :) Like this, see? ===> :D HAAHAHAHA!!! Hey, I don't have a crush on Ms. Castillo! But she is rather pretty. :) Heheheheh. :)

Dismissal. Oh, ****, this is the worst part of the day that would not only leave a mark for 24 hours, but I could even carry it around my life... anyway, so there were no more students, except the few remaining. (Troy, Robin, Joshua, and some others that I forgot). Suddenly, some higher-leveled high school students passed through our classroom.

Oh, before I continue, I'll explain something: Our room has three doors. Two on the right side, (one at the back, one at the front), and one on the (front0 left side. We are a link between the two buildings. According to administration, (and to the classroom policies made waaay back by Mrs. Gina Luna, our former adviser), students are NOT ALLOWED to use our classroom as a path between the two buildings, except the faculty. Why? FIRST: So they need to go inside our classroom in order to pass through, right? That's tresspassing other classrooms: Tresspassing classrooms is a forbidden act, and was announced also waaay back. Maybe in the start of the classes. SECOND: This was a personal thougth given by Ms. Lavara: If they entered SRA's atmosphere, it would possibly destroy our privacy.

So back to the story. I was unable to stop them. So I left them behind, 'cause I know they'll be too stubborn to listen to me. I went to the door to close it. But there was a second batch of students. I was at point blank range. I told a student "Bawal dumaan dito." ("Passing through is forbidden.") His reply? "King gano'n e ano'ng magagawa mo?" ("If so then what could you do?") Then he gave a stare... then left.

****** ***!!!

**** IT!!! I WANT TO KILL THAT PIECE OF ****!!! All that was in my hands is a gel pen...! I wouldn't want to use that! I wouldn't be able to do my homework if i did that! (assuming that it won't flow ink anymore if I stabbed him)

You might say that I'm not serious in killing that ******* ****. WE'LL SEE!!! You know, I'll be bringing our cutter for two purposes. ONE: To continue my T.H.E. project and TWO: In case some of HIS KIND will pass again.

So after that, I waited 'till 1600 hrs. 'cause the bus will arrive at 1630 hrs. You know, I realized something: I like girls. :) (you might say that I'm a playboy. It just might be the same. :) ) Me and Robin were talking. Then, she shouted "Hi, Ma'am!". (hey, there are a lot of pretty teachers in Claret! I'll name all of them: Ms. Gaborno, Ms. Castillo, Ms. Untalan, Ms. Navaro, Ms. Dela Fuente, Ms. Lanuzga... maybe even Ms Abancia, and Ms. Pascual... Hehehehe!) Automatically, I faced the stairs (that's the stairs where the people pass through... especially the teachers). There was no one there. Heheh. Robin fooled me. :)

True, that I might have the craving for girls. But one thing's for sure: I ain't gonna court anyone or something. :) Case closed.

You know, as I arrived at home, I played Metal Fatigue. Military units are tanks and Combots. Combots are cool. You get to choose the parts that you'll attach to it. And it's the main offensive weapon of the surface. ('cause there are three "battlefields": Atmosphere, Surface and Underground.) Without it, you're practically dead!

I had fun playing it... Until I ended the game and that ******* **** came to my mind. Darn! I was frustrated again!

Run from the left side of Russia towards the other end. I'll be waiting... and after you're through, tell me: Was it fun?

-Rico, and his self-quotations. (topic: limits)

Oh, I forgot to tell you: Enzo has developed a new communication device. Since we're separated into our rooms, and since it was quite noisy if we knocked the doors, ('casue usually, mine and Enzo's door is locked), and since we might not determine if the person inside was already sleeping or not, he developed E-mail sa E-lalim! (E-lalim from the word "ilalim" meaning "under")

So why did he make it? First, for fun. :) Second, because usually, we need some things that keeps transfering from one room to another (like the connector to Citibank, the cordless phone, and even the printer), so we have to tell each other to "give me this" and "give me that".

Here's how to send an E-mail. First, you take a piece of paper (we have one ready to send!), write down the sender, who was it sent to, and of course, the actual contents of the mail. Next, you slide the paper under the door. If the reciever notices it, he'd probably grant the request (if it was), then send the paper out of the room (via under the door, of course) usually saying "Wait for a while". Then, the door opens, and there's your request! Tada!

Hehehe. Valentines' Day sucks. :) No, my girlfriend did not dump me. I don't even have one. I never felt the Valentines' atmosphere, nor did it gave a smooch to my cheeks, or even a tender hug for my heart to feel.

The day before, I slept at 2100 hrs and woke up at 0100 hrs. I went to the internet, and surfed, and posted a blog. You know, Perfida suddenly went online! So we talked. Then followed Matt! So I invited Perf to my conversation with Matt. Then we talked, until the download for Star Control: Timewarp was finished.

So I went to school to practice for the Filipino play that we're supposed to produce. Tty also got my card. As expected, most of my grades went down. Even my conduct was at risk. Seventy-eight. It was the first time in my life to get a line of seven in my conduct. So what did I do? I was tardy for quite some times. Eleven, to be exact. That's a lot. I went beyond nine, which was supposed to already result to something very heavy. Beyond a plain 1-day suspension.

I waited for the members to come. Even Gino (Natividad) was late. All-in-all, the members that came were Von, Gabo, Benjo, Spikey (although he left between the waiting time), and me. (those are what I remembered) Out of the sixteen? That was very few! So we departed, ending the so-called practice. after that, I just waited for Ryan for him to give me the parts of the project that he made.

I left, and went home. Instead of taking a tricycle from La Vista to Loyola Grand Villas, I passed through on foot. So I passed by and saw the buildings of Miriam College. The windown were closed... Why? Did Miriam want to give them time for their dates with their boyfriends? Hahahaha! :)

Today, I played again, but this time it's the Soviet Missions. I got it from the Aftermath. I'm almost done.

Tty and Nny went to the grocery. I joined them. While on our way, I heard the song Elton John - Can You Feel the Love Tonight. Darn... I miss that. and on our way back, I heard Westlife - I Lay my Love on You (is that right? I'm not sure...). I'm gonna download 'em!

Home. I remembered that Can You Feel the Love Tonight was a The Lion King OST! And we had its CD! It was already there back when I was still in grade 2 (or even before that)! So I ripped 'em, and listened to 'em. I took those that I liked. You know, it was easy for me to memorize it. Heheh. :)

Oh, by the way, before, I mailed Bobbie "What do you mean "you lost your website?". (because on her blog, it said that she lost it). SHE REPLIED!!! YaaaHOOO!!! Heheh. She said that she was working on her new website. She saved it in a diskette, along with the URL of the guestbook. She lost it. So I mailed her the URL of her guestbook, although I cannot do anything with the lost website.

Kuya Elvin came! And he'll gonna stay overnight here.

Also, I'm texting Vigile. Valentines'. :)

You know what she told me? "I was kidnappd by a gang of drunk imbeciles and thrown 2 afganistan. Thank gawd i was savd by a mOnkey.Ü yeah, ryt.Üü" That's ditto to you, Vig! She's obviously hiding something.

I told her that i believed it until I saw "Afganistan". Her reply? Hehe...U miGht jst be oNe of d imbiciles...JK! Ü sumtyms i wish my lyf was lyk dat. I'd hav a mOnkey as my niGht in shining armOur! Ü" She's definitely hiding something... But I coulnd't blame her.

You don't wanna spit it out? Then swallow it.

-Rico, and his self-quotations. (topic:secrecy)

Darn! I just lost my load! Sowee, Vig... :)

I am sorry for the inconvenience. This post will range from Febuary 9 'till febuary 14, which is today. Brace yourself!

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!

You know, I've got a question to myself: Is it really Valentines' Day? I really don't feel like it. Probably because I don love someone. I mean, of course I do love my parents, relatives, friends and the like, but I'm talking about the kind of love which isn't automatic. I mean... a girlfriend... and I'm not talking about just a girlfriend. You know what I mean. The kind of love I had burning in my heart (and was burning my mind too) towards Three Molecules of Carbon. Forunately, I got over it, thanks to Mia. She gave a guide that anyone with a common sense would have thought of it.

Oh, yeah, I think we should go back... It was I think Tuesday (Febuary 11) or Wednesday (Febuary 12)... I GOT ANOTHER 26/30 IN AN A.P. LONG TEST!!! And not only that! According to Khaz (Abat), I'm the highest in the A.P. quizzes! (with an all-in-all score of 52/60 at present). In that same day, I also got a 34/40 in an English quiz. With my standards in English, it was quite low. I mean, I want to write well, and I'm gonna make mistakes in Verb Tenses?! (yeah, I know. I'm a perfectionist in such cases. :)

Currently, I'm in the Network Center inside a Mall somewhere in San Fernando, when we went to Clark Air Base.

Today, we went to the Clark Air Base. At first, it was so cool, then in turned into so warm. So, what did we do? First, Nny and Tty bought Dom and I a kite. Cool... We sent it to the air. My first attempt was good 'cause it was windy. But eventually, it went down. It was really fun. Problem is that between 0800 and 1000 hrs., the wind was playing with us. It was strong, then it goes to none, and on and on goes the cycle...

There were also plane stunt shows. It didn't amuse me. Probably because I saw to much on TV.

Then came a question: Where's the 747? :)

That's it for the while. I want to make sure I won't exceed thirty minutes...

Still a test...

I'm currently talking to Matt. Yeah, he's the guy I was talking via MSN's Instant Messaging. Perfida's there too. Perf's his friend. You know, she lived in the Philippines before.

Let us begin on our Family Day on Claret. No wait... Let us begin on our journey to Claret. We went to UP to check if Enzo passed. So he went along, and we waited. After some momments, Nny told me to go to him. Heheh. Along the way, I didn't notice the "pit". Obviously, I tripped. Heheh. My rigth hand is okey, but my left hand has 3 scratches. And my knees have some too. So anyway, I went along. I helped him find his name on the list of people who have been accepted. His name wasn't present. And so is Vince's (Pena) and Ryan's (Tabaque). Nny asked Enzo "Nagdasal ka na manatili ka sa Ateneo ano?" ("You prayed that you wanted to stay in Ateneo, didn't you?")

Okey, FAMILY DAY!!! The start... players were being annouced. Yup. I was mentioned in the Tug o-war (Along with Benjo). Why wouldn't they? I volunteered to do so. Actually, we lacked members so I asked some people. I asked Jolo (De Leon), Ariel (De Leon), Gabo (Atienza), Sirjo (Lasiste), Kyle, and some people that I forgot. Only Kyle joined.

So we were there in the battlefield. No-Man's land. We needed more reinforcements. Fortunately, we managed to acquire the thirty members required. Our first opponent was: The Sophomores. Of course, since we were only Freshmen, we would be demoralized just because of that fact.

Then, came a Tensai, shouting aloud his virtues for all the Freshmen in order to attain our glorious victory. "Tulak! Tulak!" ("Push! Push!") Heheh. It was Kyle. Then he realized that it was supposed to be "Hila!" ("Pull!") But still, his words made sense... If we pushed and they pulled, our opponents might be overpowered and thus, fall, losing grip of the rope. Once they're down, we have the chance all to ourselves.

He was both giving support to his members and demoralizing the Sophies. "Pagkasabi ko ng 'bitaw', bumitaw kayo!" ("When I say 'let go', let go!") "Kaya natin 'to! Mga second year lang ang mga 'yan!" ("We can do this! They're just second years!") The trigger hasn't been pulled yet, and he was already sending reinforcements to us through his battle cries and sending saboteurs to the minds of our opponents.

I looked at my hands again, and saw my wounds back in UP. Would it affect my gameplay? Slightly. I decided not to mind the pain comming from it.

One Tensai, Ven, was missing. Could we do it? Of course we could! Two of them are still present, and it only needs one Tensai to attain victory.

Mr. Sebastian was holding the megaphone, ready to commence the heat. After all are checked, he held the megaphone to his mouth and in a few seconds...

3... 2... 1... GO!!!

Yup. The trigger was pulled alright. It was techincally impractical to use brains here. All brawl... At the end, they had let go of the rope, 'cause they were losing hope in the middle of the game. We are the winner!

Ah, we checked ourselves. Benjo was injured. Kyle was injured. My hands... were painful. I went with them to the clinic.

Soon, it was back to the battlefield. Our opponents were... the Sophies again?! "The First years and the Second years will have a rematch," Mr. Sebastian explained, his voice filtered by the megaphone.

I told Kyle about it. I also said "Mukhang gusto ulit nila na matalo a." ("Looks like they want to lose again.")

We'll give 'em what they want. Before that... more shouting. Eheheheh! Kyle was demoralizing them again. (more of "trash talking") Now, some members have changed: Sirjo and Jolo became part of the infantry.

HERE WE GO AGAIN!!!

Something was wrong. We lost to them. What happened back there? According to some people, the rematch was summoned because the Sophies protested that their land was slippery (the tug o-war was held on the soccer field). More or less, we were at their land on the second trial. I guess that's that...

Soon, the Freshmen departed. Kyle and I stayed somewhere. We were watching the field. There was a givaway. They were giving mugs (or something like that) to the fourth years and second years. I said to Kyle "Ah! Alam ko na kung ba't sila binibigyan ng mugs at hindi tayo! Kasi consolation (spelling?) prize yan e!" ("Now I know why they are the ones being given with mugs and not us! It's because that those are consolation prizes!") Hehehehe! Another conclusion as to why we lost is... Tensai Reflex. :)

Heheh. I was in denial. :)

So It was supposed to be free time until the end of the program, which is 1700 hrs.

Man, what a weekend! It's so tight... Family Day today, then Clark Air Base tomorrow... Oh well. Good thing there's not much homework. What's practically left is the Science booklet. After posting this, I'm gonna research now.

By the way, Enzo showed me the EK trip pics. Nothing than unusual... Well, if you ask me. :)

So I forgot to blog yesterday. FORGET WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY, OR WHAT HAS HAPPENED BEFORE I ARRIVED AT HOME TODAY!!!

No, I'm not mad. I believe I have to emphasize the occurence moments ago.

So I arrived at home, via Tita Angel (and Kuya Wee, and their van). At home, I asked Rina (our maid) to cook hotdog and egg for me.

While I was eating, my senses noticed something. My ears heard a sound of a door opening. Were my ears true to what that had observed? My eyes confirmed it. My head turned forty-five degrees counter-clockwise. Enzo came home. Wait a minute... Vince was also with him. And wait...! Sig also came! (Yes, I know. I have finally mentioned her name)

A thought came to my mind. Darn! My plans for evasion! It has already reached this point, and after that, all has failed! (You know, a finger tapped at my shoulder to get my attention. I thought it was Sig. Stacy was there too!)

At first, I tried to eat some more. But to no avail... I couldn't eat. You know, Enzo was telling me to talk to her. I didn't listen to him.

Until Time reached a certain point. I called Sig's attention. "Sig!" She looked at me. Her eyes were somewhat glittering. No, I was not thinking that she is so beautiful that I would sucumb (spelling?) to it. (or something like that) Were it tears on her eyes?

Anyway, I told her "Upo ka dito". ("Sit down here".) So she did. I asked her why she said it. So she explained. She was being dumped with problems. Having low grades (actually, the fear of being kicked out this school year), the fact that Kimmy, Tracy, (a little emphasis on Kimmy's and Tracy's reason why they wouldn't go) Criselda, Kuya Rion, and Austell (and probably some people that I accidentaly did not mention) wouldn't go to EK, and also since she heard that there's a chance that I wouldn't go (I mentioned this "chance" to Mia before the conflict with Sig happened, then Mia mentioned it to Sig)... and some others. And according to her, one of the reasons why I didn't come is because Mia told her that I wasn't coming just because The Three Molecules of Carbon weren't coming!

Now that I knew that, still, what was the sole reason why she said that? So she had problems. Still, why did she say that? I'm sure she said it. But at the time we were (FINALLY!!!) talking, of course the wounds haven't healed. It never healed ever since she knew. Her voice was weak. Her energy... her strength was being drained from that Time. My ears arent't sensitive. They're insensitive. And I have no intention of asking again why she actually did.

While talking, it was confirmed: It was tears that were glittering from her eyes (and not her beauty :) ).

She even told me some things that were happening because of our conflict. She couldn't sleep for certain days, she cried for thirty minutes... She never changed. She never "never loved me". As I always say, love is a broad term, so no misconceptions, please. (Then again, I'm be making it worse. :) )

She didn't want me to be a third Kimmy. (Kimmy is one of our friends) I knew what she meant. I still remember what happened between the two of them. Well, at least, I know that they had a conflict before.

Like what all apologizing people would say...

I'm sorry.

The conflict practically ended. :') I couldn't talk. What could I say? I didn't even know what to do. I just... let things pass away.

I wanted to hug her. But yet, I couldn't. Whta was stopping me? What is because of my guilt? Did I even have guilt? Surely, it could also be my fault. Maybe it was just the wrong position. Heheh. Yup. That was practically it. :)

She regained strength again. She extracted more... FROM ME!!! :) There was a Time that she was hugging me sooo tight... Of course, she asked me if she could do so, and she told me to tell her if I was inching closer to Death's Scythe. :)

There's also a funny part about Stacy and Enzo: So Stacy wanted Enzo to change clothes because we were both still wearing the school uniform. So he closed the door. Now, I don't know why Stacy wanted to come in. So she did. We (Vince, Sig and me) were outside. There seemed to be a racked. Then, Stacy exclaimed "Bitawan mo 'ko!" ("Unhand me!" or "Release me!"). Ahahahaha! It would definitely summon conclusions and misconceptions! Hehehehe! Of course, nothing wrong happened.

It was time for them to go. They left. (Uhhh... duh? :) )

I just want to point a couple of points. While Sig and I were talking at the Time that she was explaining things, she removed her glasses. She's so pretty! I'm not in love with Three Molecules of Carbon anymore! Hahahaha! :) Another thing. Both Sig and Stacy were wearing their school uniform. I love MC gals with their uniforms. :) I don't know why... I just love 'em. :)

I end this blog... with you wondering what happened while I was in school. :)

Wait... MORE PEOPLE SIGNED MY GUESTBOOK!!!

Let me see... Bobbie signed again. She congratulated me about my Ninety-Two in my English composition! Thank you, Bobbieee!... Can you imagine... Somone would congratulate you for your success... Yeah, I know, it is a common scene. :) But still... A person knowledged greatly by God would be the one to congratulate you... Heheh. Okey, now I'm overreacting... :) Another one was... dfg467. Don't worry, I really know him. (edited on Febuary 18, 2003. This person recently told me not to mention who this person really is. :) )And also... who is this... "i dunno"? I suspect that he's... never mind... But he was the one who informed me about it... Another one... MIA!!! Yipee!

Thanks ev'ryone!

WooooooHOOO!!!

ANOTHER PERSON SIGNED MY GUESTBOOK!!!

It was Shanda. A friend of Bobbie and Vigile.

I played Red Alert. Both games, I overwhelmed them with my tanks. But before that. I gave them some nuclear bombs.

Someday, I'm gonna record its music. I mean, yeah, sure I have a lot already, but I need the other ones like Terminator or Twin and a lot more.

Ah, I'm done with computer. What is left is Maths, C.L.E. and A.P.

I went down on Maths again. This is turning to be serious. I was losing focus because of the cold that I have. Mucus was compiling beneath my nose. I forgot to bring a roll of tissue. :) good thing I still bought at the School Supplies.

I gotta ask Tty for help in the lesson. And there's homework in Maths. I'll let him check my answers.

English. We were discussing about Verb Tenses - specifically, the Past Tense. While discussing, Ms. Regalado halted for a a while, and commented. "But before I continue, I would like to mention something. In your section, there is this student here who wrote very good in his essay ("Movies" was the topic of it). He had a certain style of writing. He knew his grammar and tenses, but of course, he made a set of little mistakes, but it is normal." In all the First year, he was the only one whom I gave a line of nine in the score..."

"The only one with a line of nine...?!" Wow! My grade was a line of nine!

"His grade for his essay was ninety-two..."

NINETY-TWO???!!! Gosh! My grade was ninety-two!

While she continued, I was sooo happy to hear such things. I can remember telling myself "YES!!!".

And finally... "Who is this person?"

Heheh. I reacted quickly. I raised my hand. But she was actually gonna say who this person was.

A split-second after asking the question, she answered it "Pascual."

I lowered my hand. She already announced it. They already knew. There was no more reason for me to tell them who he was. A lot of students turned their heads and were looking at me. I was too helpless. What should I do? Just wait, and then, we'll be back with the lesson. We did go back. You know, at recess, Gabo (Atienza) confronted me and asked "Pa'no mo ginawa 'yon?" (How did you do it?) I gave him some explanations.

I hope Ms. Regalado returns our work. I WANNA POST IT ON MY WALL!!!

Today was the Science fair. At our Science period, we were sent to the Gym, where the fair was held. There were a lot of IP results from different groups and different years (of course).

AP. We checked the long quiz that we took last week. MY SCORE WAS 26/30!!! And guess what? Von's (Liggayu)score was 26 too! Anyway, our new topic was on Saligang Batas. I can still do it! I always could!

Lunch. I sat on the chair rather inserted in Teachers' Table. While drawing, Mark told me that he knew I was backstabbing him.

Was I? I was. I never asked that to myself. I never had a word with my conscience about it. I was backstabbing him. True. Good thing the knife was only filled with teases, not insults. But it didn't matter. I was still a backstabber.

Reformation. That's the only thing I'll be needing for it to be eliminated.

We went home via Taxi. The fare was almost P70. Stupid guards. Still need to contact people in order for the visitors to be let in.

Ah, back again. So I checked my mail. Kimmy and Vigile mailed me. For Kimmy, it was the usual mail. For Vigile, well... she said that I should have come to EK because I missed a whole lotta fun. And the reason for me being absent ws not worth it. She also said that she doesn't want me to be "wasting my life weaseling out on reasons and situations I know I can handle".

I can handle it. I have handled it. But they don't know how I handled it. I'm sore that these days, they will know.

The weather's cold this morning. Even Dom wore a jacket.

It was a good day. Computer... oh, Goodness! There' a project about flowcharts and there's a debate! Our topic was good enough: Do computers make people lazy? Our group was in the affirmative side. Good thing the opposing team was composed of stundents absent today - thus, they have lost the right to decide which side they were in! Hehehehe!

Filipino, we had a discussion about Ibong Adarna. We were comparing what Don Juan and Donya Maria did with the Filipinos today. If we should be against our parents just because of love, blah blah blah blah... But... before the discussion started, Mrs. Ramos was announcing the 3rd quarter report card grade. Oh, God... I was scared to death (okey, not really). So the tally started. While helplessly waiting for our grades to be announced, Migs told me that he was also scared. Then... "Natividad", Mrs. Ramos said. Eeek! I'm next!"

Finally... "Pascual." There was a certain tone in her voice. I could not identify the beat. Was it a voice of compassion? Was she gonna give her condolences? Would she scold me because of the fact that my grade became lower again?

And all those cleared out. "Ginoong Pascual, kaya mo din pala e." (Mister Pascual, I knew you could do it. or something like that...)

Her words... It definitely did not have serifs or fillets. It was more of a rejuvinating gush of a mysterious healing water that flooded myself and sealed most of the wounds that were already present.

"From seventy-four, naging seventy-seven." (just change "naging" to "it turned into") I lost some of my anxieties. I was too helpless to the news that I pulled my grade rather high (well, in my standards). I just... scratched my head... :) Even Migs got a seventy-seven too, from his original seventy-five.

CONGRATULATIONS TO THE BOTH OF US!!!

But we still have a race unfinished. TACKLE ALL OBSTACLES!!! IF THEIR PRESENCE STILL RETURNS, TERMINATE IT IF NECESSARY!!!

Next up: Maths and AP. Maths would be a piece of cake, but AP can be painstaking. Also, Filipino is still quite low, but I can maintain my pace. And, as I have said on the above text, TACKLE ALL OBSTACLES!!!

There was an assembly. It was all about the Family day, the Soiree (FEBUARY 28!!! YEAHOOO!!! Wait a minute... why am I so joyful when I have no intentions of attending? :) ) and some other issues like our grades. You know, while discussing the Soiree and the parter schools selected, Miriam was in doubt (because according to the Regulars, they already had their soiree), Poveda was hopeless (same reason), St. Scholastica, the same, and St. Paul, the same. You know, they also said that there was a school that rejected us Claretians! Ms. Dela Rosa (Principal, High School) wouldn't tell. Oh well. Couldn't blame her. It wasn't her fault either that the school did not want us. I had a hunch that it was the Holy Family that labeled us as rejects. (Heheh. I asked Ira for verifications, but I'd doubt that she'll know, considering that she's already in the third year). My clues are the fact that they're our neighbor school (and I MEAN neighbor) and that we would pick other schools (the boys' desire for girls) instead of theirs.

Maths. 6/16. It wasn't good. But it wasn't stationary.

After Maths, came the GSP. (Group Study Period) There was an intramurals game of four sections. SDS, SJB, SJA and another one that i forgot. Anyway, some were packing their things, and leaving the room. Some asked them "Pwede na bang umalis" (Can we already leave?) They replied (Okey lang yan! Wala namang gagawin e!" (It's okey! We won't be doing anything anyway!) So they believed it, then the group became larger. They marched out of the classroom to watch the intramurals. The remaining people, including me, remained in the classroom, seeking good, lawful and civilized manners to take a knife and stab Time right through the heart (Do not try it! :) ).

Between 2:20 and 2:35, a familiar face came to our classroom. Eeek! It was Ms. Lavara! (High school level leader of I and II) She requested us to sit down, and dicuss the matter - the matter that more than HALF of the class were missing (And I'll bet that we're not the only ones with students missing in action!).

The discussion was simple, yet firm. She asked why a lot were missing, we said "it's because of the intrams" and "some were in the Science Fair". According to her, it would be okey to watch the Intrams IF we had asked permission from Brother Karl aka Mr. Pasayloon. (C.L.E. I and Adviser of I-SRA). She also explained what the students exactly did - Cuttting Classes. It was one of the rather common sins made by Claretians, but surely, Ms. Lavara would not tolerate such things. She also said that we were innocent (and Heck, she could see the proof right inside the classroom - whoever were present when she came to the class) and should not fear the sanction.

Slowly, those Cutters came inside the classroom. At first, it was more or less, two people. Ms. Lavara divided the class into three parts (like always) - two parts for those present (left and right side), and one part for the Cutters (center, where Ma'am could see their faces veeerrryyy clearly...).

Soon, everyone was back. The people in the center were given a "case" of cutting classes, but she automatically excluded the (two) participants of the Science Fair. Tsk tsk tsk... After Ms. Lavara left, they... WE... were all silent.

The weaknesses that I have seen. 1. Back in the Computer class, Mr. Cosico asked Lemuel to create a flowchart using MS Word. While typing "water cycle", he accidentally typed "water cyk...". Those foolish people were laughing. And that wasn't over. He made some more typographical errors. He summoned more laughter. They think that Lem was the pathetic one. They never looked at themselves.

2. Probably the one back in the Cutters' case.

We were able to givew the sample to Ms. Pascual. She took one. Obviously, she comented that it was hard. She asked some things in order to check what might be lacking. Yeast? We have. Powder? What kind, ma'am? Talcum powder? (Joke! I never said that! :) ) Baking powder. Ah... maybe that's what we lacked. Until next time...

While roaming around, finding John, I ran into Ralph. 'Tis been a while since I last talked to him. We discussed about Fron Mission 3. He told me that he had finished it SIX times already! He also gave me some spoilers (honestly, I wouldn't mind spoilers) about the endings on both Scenarios.

Since Tty said that the L300 of the service is back, I decided to wait at the church. I was alone... until Arias came. (soreee! I forgot your first name!) We chatted for a while. He also said that there was no more school bus to wait for. I told him that the L300 was back. He replied "'Wag kang magpauto sa kanila." (Don't be fooled by them). So we chatted some more. He gave some pieces of advice as to how to find a new bus service. Wow... just like a true friend... he would set aside everything first, then have a discussion.

Until HE had to leave... I was all alone again. On the perfect Timing, the song Red Alert - Fogger played in my mind. Fogger... it was with me for a long time. I had left it since I had forgotten Red Alert - and fortunately, it came back sometime at the summer after my Grade 7.

1700 hrs came, so I initiated the usual manner of me going back to home base.

While walking in LGV, Nny managed to pass by. You know, when he was about to stop, Dom too came in the scene! So she took me home, and then comes the homework.

Oh, yeah, I was supposed to call that girl. Like what I said before, I never had the intention to do so. Fortunaely, I never needed to set up the barricades. Soon, I WILL need to set up those barricades. Physically. I hope it doesn't go mentally... and end up emotionally... What am I saying?! Probably, I wouldn't mind if the barricades are set.

I'm almost finished with CLE. Just a drawing more. And also on T.H.E. I thought it needed a format!

Oh, by the way, the light in my room's fixed.

Did you know? Everytime I think of Three Molecules of Carbon for a period of time, maybe a couple of seconds, I slap myself in my face. I deserve it.

THERE IS NO TIME FOR DAYDREAMING, NOR IS THERE A REASON LEFT FOR YOU TO DO SUCH A THING!!! STUDIES!!! REMEMBER???!!!

And you know... I'm feeling down again. Is it because of the conflict? Is it because of the insecurities coming from it?

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU???!!! STUDIES!!! WHEN WOULD IT STICK TO YOUR MIND???!!! WHEN I ATTACH A NOTE TO YOUR MIND BY WRITING IT ON A 1/4 SHEET OF PAPER AND NAIL IT STRAIGHT TO YOUR BRAIN???!!!

Ah... I think I'm turning to be like Vigile. Well, according to her, she's a masochist. Oh well. I'm not seeking happiness. I'm seeking the right path.

I was sufing for Vig's site, specifically its archive. I FOUND A LINK TO MIA'S SITE!!! Finally! I searched for its pics, downloaded it, (some, not all) and of course, signed her guestbook. You know, before, while peeking at Enzo surf, I was seeing a similar view. So, that was what her site looked like...

GAK!!! THERE'S SO MUCH I NEED TO SAY!!! It's already 0300 hours... I'm in a state of panicking... more of in a rush... Gotta Go!