tangled up in me

The following is my PERSEF paper on "selling yourself". Read on.

I’m not the smart one, neither am I the sporty one. I am proud of my three year-stay in the honor section but I turn red when I tell them it was way back in grade school. I usually pass my P.E. classes because I befriend the teacher well or because of written examinations. The volleyball, or any ball for that matter, is my worst enemy. To me, they are nothing but mere instruments of danger and injuries. I succumb to insecurity every time I am asked to write my achievements in high school, or even more, in life. I feel like I haven’t found anything worth writing about. But I sure am willing to work hard and travel that path that will lead to me to what can hopefully be considered an achievement in my so-called life.

Give me a paper and pen and you’ll understand why you shouldn’t have handed it to me. I write and anything and everything under the sun-from poems to rainbows and butterflies. I should be in the Guinness Book of world records for the fastest girl to fill a page of paper filled with drawings and writings. I believe that creativity is one of the few, God-given talents I have. I have a knack for giving an extra spark and oomph to whatever plain piece you give me. I despise anything that’s plain, ordinary and conventional. Uniqueness and individualism has always been a mantra in my 17 year-long life. Maybe this is because I’d like to call myself and unpredictable and eclectic. I make sure I have a wide array of choices to back up my philosophy in life which is to always be prepared.

I’m not exactly the kind of girl who has medals, certificates and awards to brag. I don’t join competitions, at least not those that don’t include the need of the few talents I have. I’m far from the definition of an achiever but unlike most, I make sure I enjoy what I do best and give my 101% to it.

psst.
you're annoying. not to mention bossy, manipulative and cocky.

you're a meanie and i don't like you. oh wait, i take that back. WE don't like you. not at all.

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With Ria's party coming up, I think I have a chance in getting my social hormones back from dormancy. It's been a long time since I last got to drink and have a good time with the girls.

Spent ubreak today with Abby, Ria and Audrey. non-stop chichis, laughter and food all together made my day again. Friends will never fail to make you happy :) Real friends, if I may add. We missed keena, iya and mai again. :( see you girls on saturday.

the entire week has been hectic.

deadlines to meet, secrets to keep, long walks with my feet. phew!

I unexpectedly watched a movie with maramylove in makati. do yourself a favor and never think about watching My first wedding primarily for two reasons:

1) who, under his right state of mind, would make a movie about a perv pretending to be a priest to get laid? i love rachel leigh cook.but not until i saw this one.

2) suuupperrrr dragging story.

what comes after a fugly movie? foodtrip! headed to aveneto, met up with miggy and ate like a pig. to my disappointment, tickets for the Departed were sold out so we ended up watching the Barnyard instead. It's nice to unwind and to take a trip back to childhood every once in a while :)

had dinner in aveneto again. hahaha. went to rockwell, starbucks maga and finally, home..

I will try to start writing entries with sense as soon as my brain starts to recuperate from last week.

useless, senseless and narrating. bad. really bad.

went to town to meet up with zel, alexi and seth (it's a personal nickname i gave her) and went straight to PETA theatre to watch the don_q play. after an hour of blabbing and waiting with miggy, we finally entered the theatre. definitely a must see. i'd have to die first before you can talk me into RPG games but this one caught me, really. the irony of RPG addicts and their problems in reality will make you think twice. went to gateway with miggy, ate burgers and onion rings and headed to glorietta. went to aveneto, met up with juami and my tita, ate pizza and went home.

this is really bad. i'm starting to write useless narrating, blog entries. i'm not quite in the mood to write it in a rather interesting way. must be because of my sore throat, cough and headache. got to doze off. i think i have t.b.

on beating-the-red-light, casinos and rooftops

i need energy.NOW.

they drained all out to the very last drop.

must recharge. ciao.