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Hello, I am Kaila and I'm so panget and annoying.
Kidding.
HOY BABAE, I have no time(and also tinatamad) to make a layout so I got a premade one for you. It's the most Kaila-ish. With the rainbow and the bitch(you know, the sea and sand) and all. Enjoy.
♥,
juhmbowree
P.S. Please change na your icon! goodness
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[Jan 20 06 ` 11 34 pm] |
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Im home. Whats new? I aint watching the Backstreet Boys, just wondering and imagining how many girls are screaming out their tonsils because they happened to touch Nick Carter's boot or a bead of sweat from Howie miraculously fell on your forehead. I love those guys, they make me feel like my own nene self from Grade 2, singing as loudly as i can with lyrics that just seem to sound right or rhyming to the real thing. But, lo and behold, i am just watching tv and pigging out.
Its almost the end of the week. As weeks pass by, they actually make me feel worse. why? because of a four-letter word that gives most of the girls in my year level goosebumps out of anticipation and anxiety. well, not me, the P-R-O-M fantasy in my head just seems to be missing a whole lot of pieces. I have NO dress and yes, NO DATE. this and suffering from premenstrual syndrome, DIYOS MIO, I am having the time of my life. Ive never had this much pimples since. I suck at the wonderful lesson of stoichiometry. I HAVE NO prospects. I AM ONE HELL OF A LOSER. why have a prom? i dont walk in heels and i dont know how my hair should look like, i should just shave my head, wonder how i'd look like. my crushes are taken, busy on 0211 or simply out of my league. jhgfyusgtkufybk.
@#%6*9_=?><~!!!
It's my lola's birthday today and she turned 81. She's so cute (well you know what i mean in cute), she thought her hair seemed (thought na, seemed pa) to be too buhol buhol that she had the urge to cut her hair herself. So, when she went to her hairstyler at fix, it scared the bejeezus outta him, it became a lot shorter, seemed like fluffums.
No one home cept balikbayan aunts and my beloved lola, old ladies night!woohoo, ostracize the youth.
Baroks of the day: Coktail not cocktail, "Gell, would you like to answer?"
I WANT A PROMDATE.
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[Dec 31 05 ` 3 34 pm] |
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This new year's will be sooo busy.
Right after celebrating, blowing up some firecrackers and drinking booze, i am going straight to Baguio! woohoo! imma come back on tuesday. I am soooo worried about the NOTECARDS, seriously. I have been to that stupid DENR library and it was so useless, the librarian kicked me out because it was their stupid break. Anyway, i was just imagining how busy we'll all be when we come back to school, Shakespeare, catching up with our very delayed Chem lessons, more Geometry, starting World Wars... CLE, uh yeah.., More Noli and finishing the GRAMMAR PAPER! aaaaaahhhh!! Well, i'll be up in Baguio with popsicle toes, rummaging through the ukay-ukays and stuffin myself with strawberries and peanut butter.
HAPPPPPYYYYY NEWWW YEARRRR TO ONE AND ALL!
Cheers to a year that has passed and welcome to a new chapter of our journey!
Take it easy on the alcohol and be careful with the firecrackers! I don't want to see nobody on Magandang Gabi Bayan who looks very familiar saying, "*screaming her head off* Hindi na po ako uulit! Ayoko na ng paputok!"
Love you all, mwah!
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[Dec 24 05 ` 7 04 pm] |
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HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS YA'LL!
Don't get too drunk, cause i'll be tonight! haha, i don't make sense.
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[Dec 18 05 ` 12 40 pm] |
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BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARIA GIANINA DITAS REMULLA FORTUN!
Yesterday was really fun, chorale went caroling in Rustan's Shang. God, my legs were numb after standing up for an hour. It felt so awkward the people were just passing in front of us and only chorale parents and employees were watching. jeez. Anyway, after that i went to maita's house to change in my infamous Marilyn Monroe dress, which was really big for me, it's my mom's kasi. Goodness, i do not wear dresses. Then, Gia's partyyy!! So much people got tipsy and drunk!! My favorite drunkards: Gia and Jaycy. These guys are sooo crazy! Jaycy calling some guy telling him to come over to the party because she knows he likes her and Gia naman going around the party naming people and punching Franco S. hard that he fell on the bar table! I woke up this morning for Simbang Gabi as if i hadnt drank (Jam, drank not drunk, haha) for 10 years, i was suuuperr thirsty, plus i had such a bad headache. I think i did get drunk too. With all the jello shots, the vodka and shots of tequila... jeeeez. Gia, you rock, i had fun, love you bebe!
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[Dec 16 05 ` 12 13 pm] |
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The past three weeks have been probably the most unforgettable weeks in my third year experience. (prom aside..)
Two weeks ago:
HELL WEEK. It really sucks how teachers could cram all requirements needed in a single week. But, it happens every year. So what the heck, im just glad that's over.
A week ago:
HELL WEEK (Part II). Term Exams. I found it really odd that I was actually not so, what's the word? Worried? i dunno. I slept longer than usual afternoon naps--The ones you take before studying. I didnt sleep so late. Just weird. I have a feeling of getting extremely low in grammar and pinoy, shit. Im pretty confident of math though, that's a first. Glad that's over too. then, CHORALE CONCERT! I was hella nervous. In the morning, i went to the parlor with Denise Villasenor, god, i looked like crap in the mornin, big eyebags and super pale, Im glad only the parlor posse saw me. Then, to school, METTA, didnt set up the mikes/mics early so call time was at 12. To kill time and fill up my stomach, Jam, Ivania, Mac and I went to Chunky Boy's. Yumm. Then back to school, there, I got my first ever ASTHMA ATTACK. It was either nervosity [sic] or just the extra syrup in the iced tea at Chunkys, i dont know but i swear i was scared. I couldnt breathe plus, i had my very phlegmy cough. oh god. Anyway, then concert time, there were a lot of spoofs, talk about Little Ms. Silhouette in Here, there. My dad, John Kennedy, couldve killed me. The promdate idea for the thought bubble ddnt work. The extra star in Emmanuel. The broken wing for Aint no mountain. The singing was great, I actually had A voice for the concert. All in all, the concert was... hmmm... <3. I wouldnt have traded that experience for anything else in the world.
This week:
SO FAR, the best week yet, not only because of Intrams, also Alternative Christmas. Monday, i spent a whole lot of time with Manang Leah, Mama B, Ryan, the kid with the bukol, Andrei, a baby who could really shake his booty, Sarah Nicole, probably the most restless kid in the galaxy and of course, a whole lot of TDEVS. I know a lot of them now. haha. Despite the kulang na rice, the messy packaging and getting exhausted from going up and down the staircase getting drinks and sandwiches, the day was great. The TDEVS were grateful for their gifts, the bbq was really good, the group-proclaimed Food Commitee were commended, the med mish was a success, everything went well.
Then comes Intrams. WOOHOO!! it rocked pare. First day, this day, I was really, awfully sick. I woke up at two in the mornin, with diarrhea, and i threw up stomach acid. I came in with a fever, I wouldnt listen to my mom telling me to be absent, i really didnt wanna miss out on Intrams, i already missed it in freshmun year. Anyway, I went to school for Bataille, but shit we lost. I hated III-4 soo much. [hey, but not anymore] those stupid officials talaga. Clar, im so sorry if i hurt you pare! Well dude, you pulled my hair and you shoved me frikkin hard! Get well! That was a really violent game, but i loved it, the dumb ref got mad at me for being too physical. Imagine nuns playing this. They'd be praying, "if God wills, the ball will fall on my hands. Ave Maria!" And wait for the ball silently. hehe. This day, I slept thrice! i was that sick. And it wasnt just a nap, it was deep sleep. hehe. I also played Dodgeball, III-2 naman beat us, also the officials fault. But our class won Obstacle!!! despite the feud with the seniors, Gia you rock! you shouldve seen yourself dive!
Second day, this was a matter of batch spirit. Batchinalism as the seniors say. Soccer, we had the best players! they all came from varsity, annoying talaga the Lopa girl, she's really good at kickin a ball. And basketball, i bet even in volleyball. Jeez. I screamed my head off. Because of an offense lang. Score: 1-0. Haha. Volleyball, our batch is just REALLY good at this. Pau, Mau, Jess, Diane, Uy, Maryknoll, PDR, Eena, Krissy, god, you guys are professionals. Even against Honey Vano, with her funky serve, we beat the sophs. Juniors rock. Basketball, argggghhhh. Juniors, tambak. Score: 37-14. Cariaso and Pasia, hay nako. Although our players were good, the seniors were already used to winning in basketball. But what the heck, congrats seniors! This day really was the "best among the rest". I am soo baduy. I enjoyed writing on people's faces, pimply, oily and dry faces. JRs, JUNIORS, III, 3, third year, 3rd year with my famous stinky indian eyeliner.
Third day, VERY TIRING. I'm just glad im done dancing. I had a feeling like i was totally making myself look like a complete fool.But, III-3, we really are prettier than Sharon Cuneta, we are the 3-3teers, at tayo ay humataw na! haha, we Rocked! i still cant believe we won most efficient. How weird and embarassing. It seemed like a lie, no one even cheered. Whatever, what's done is done.
Junior year has its benefits, it doesnt suck at all.
The best cheers ever:
'wag magalit/manulak, relax, relax. (with matching arm movement)
it's raining YELLOW, Hallelujah, it's raining YELLOW, AMEN!
i dunno but i've been told, seniors are just getting old, juniors, juniors...
ok lang, ok lang, chamba, chamba, chamba, chamba lang, chamba lang...
look at the stars, look at them smile for you, and all the things you do, they are all YELLOW.... [i know its wrong, hehe]
BALANCE THE EQUATION! [basketball score: 37-14]
See ya next year everyone, we, juniors, will kick butttt!
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| Dalliance: wasted time |
[Dec 3 05 ` 9 59 pm] |
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Christmas? is there christmas this year?? i for once, do not, at all, feel the spirit of Christmas this year. Sure, there's a christmas tree and a whole bunch of grassy decorations in my house but geez, im too numb to feel the bliss of christmas. How ironic, im downloading christmas songs right now. Maybe its because ive been too busy. Maybe its because someone stole my wallet thats why i cant buy gifts. Maybe its because im just being too pessimistic. ahh sheeeet.
I'm supposed to be doing notecards, but, i have not a single book source. hmmm, what to do? what to do?? imbento?? ms leah knows me too much to do this. freaky, i know. well, she's been my teacher since first grade.
i am coughing like hell. its been more than a week now. daymn.i need my voice for the concert. by the way, guys, please watch! its gonna be my first time to EVER sing in public, not anymore in the bathroom, so i really need your support! ive lost my voice a million times during practices so please and chorale has done a lot of practicin for this holiday event, please do come.
i neeeeed ,rather, want a PROMDATE.. Santa (not my parents) if youre listening, please send me a sign. Let him call me, a sort of wrong number type please? or i dont know, send him through a big fedex box or somethin.
Gosh, im glad this week is almost over. Lots of things have happened. (Ms. Villafania event {im mighty glad ive already talked to her}, project cramming, stupid train idea, service evaluation, sleeping at 2, the batch failing the chem exam, 19 people failing history, singing carol of the bells at batch assemblies, baking chiffon cake, passing Mathematics, ants in my lunchbox..)
Another week to look forward to.. EXAM WEEK, face my wrath.
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[Nov 18 05 ` 11 18 pm] |
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Gosh, it has been too long since i last updated on this. I'm tinatamad right now, i'll update tomorrow.
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[Oct 16 05 ` 11 39 am] |
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Im munching on some Holy Kettle Corn, yummmmy. Anyway, yesterday, i was bonding with my dad, watched a movie with him and his two brothers, my uncles. i was the only girl. We watched 40-year old virgin! It was hilarious. It was so awkward though for me to watch such graphic scenes with my dad, a bit of porn [haha] and end up just laughing about it. My mom wouldve killed my dad. Funny, funny. They were in the other cinema with the wives of my uncles, watching Dubai. How baduy naman, and she cried! haha.
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I was just watching people in the mall while my dad and uncles were waiting for the old girlies to come out. It hit me just how each and everyone shows their own sense of identity. That, believe it or not, each and every person in the phase of this planet would think that they really do look pleasant in a mirror. We are all vain. well thats in my perspective. That's probably the reason why there are gay men and girls who wanna look like guys. Because each sex is beautiful in its own way.
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[Oct 6 05 ` 10 46 pm] |
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so, things werent so bad. my parents didnt overreact or anything. in fact, i really love the fact they really felt sad for me. I was so happy when my dad was like, "i'll bring you to powerplant, let's go around." because he knew i was miserable. since he didn't really know what my problem was in math, he just started to talk to me about my extra-curricular activities and how its gonna affect my grades, and totally related it to vehicles and automobiles... where did that come from? but then again, thanks pop. And mom, crying while talking to manang L, love ya mother. forevah and evah.
Today, Bosing, got mad. Like hella mad. She was raging. Must be PMS. Kawawa Jam. [What's up with that huh? Lutherans expanded territory??] Hehe.
Today is also III-3's BAROK day. Quentions? Thesees Statement? Thisis Statement? Bonamine--batang may laban? Pud Paper? Potaussium? Adjacent ungle? Why did it became? Oh my friends, we are spreading an influenza.
Only sad part of today: I wasn't included in our official WhiteBand pictorial and we have a powerpoint due tomorrow! i apparently have no idea what to do.
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| me and my lovely report card |
[Oct 5 05 ` 10 45 am] |
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I'm home. There's no school. I'm just sitting, waiting, thinking. Waiting for my parents to come home from school, present to me my bullshit report card and my fucked up math grade. shit. It really pisses me off when i think about the fact my own parents flunked when they were my age, even worse actually. And here I am, workin my ass off, getting no sleep and doing my best, and the'd still expect me to be madam perfect. and they'd get so mad that i flunked for the first time in my entire life. my brothers don't even do a thing. they don't have that effort to study, simply open their book and read up on what they had in school. Nothing. It's like they don't give a damn. I cannot be what you want. being some uberly genius psycho, i'll probably end up becoming auntie schizo. You and the family will definitely not want that. Let me be who I am. You want me to succeed, sure, at least show me that you even care about me. Don't make me stop studying at night and turn the lights off without warning. Argh. I am not that same girl from gradeschool. i DONT get the same line of 9s, same awards. i've grown stupider throughout the years. i'm falling fast in that deep, dark pit of stupidity and procrastination and i don't think i'd stop falling soon and lay in that cushion of geniosity and excellence.
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| Busy, Busy, Busy me... |
[Aug 15 05 ` 11 58 am] |
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Wahoo! It's my first entry! Anyway, it'll probably take me a week or so to learn whatever i need to know in using my LJ. Oh well. so Jum, please teach moi dearie. Muchos Gracias pal.
Oh my, talk about the vigil last night. WOW. The energy was intense. How many times did Ms. Christine pull me to hold the mic and go in front of a roaring audience?? thrice? twice? Wow, i did NOT expect that. Oh well.. And, my much awaited HALLELUJAH didnt work!! Argh, my lapel wasnt working. Believe it or not, i was actually excited to sing that Hallelujah, even if i knew i was gonna get 'piyok' because i woke up that day without any voice. I kept screaming in the AC Games last Friday and for the infamous TINIG NG DARATING of Mr. Teo S. Baylen. So, probably the whole Sunday i ate 3 Pei Pa Koa Lozenges, had 3-5 cups of hot tea and stayed away from the Sago't Gulaman my family was having when we ate out. Talk about desperate.
The experience though is UNFORGETTABLE. I went home without any strength left, my hand were somehow numb from clapping and i felt like fainting. It was probably because i did feel His presence. His oh so wonderful presence. "I am a friend of God, He called me friend."
Anyway, gotta get to work, i havent started with my Project and it is due at probably 25 hours.
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[Aug 10 05 ` 9 41 pm] |
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There is no there becomes when you are here. Kaila Dionisio. HAHAHAHAHAHA
Yo peeps. Kailsters asked me to make an account for her. She wanted one long ago but took a year(literally) to come up with a username. SO ADD HER BECAUSE SHE IS MUCHO EXCITED.
Kaila Jones, I have no time to fix your layout. So mamaya nalang. :) There you go.
♥,
jeeehmbowreeeh
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