sunburnt and luvin' it!

ah... to write this entry 3 days late is proof enuf that i really have nothing else better to do. so with my stingy sunburnt skin, sore muscles, coarse voice and runny nose (hai, the things you get from too much enjoyment) i try to make inggit... wachoo! (excuse moi)

so what happened?

for 300 pesos, i got a:
LA UNION SURFBREAK 2 t-shirt
1 hour free surfn instruction
whole day games and instructions for frisbee, beach volleyball and beach soccer
plus, unlimited wall climbing experience.

on the surfboard: i stood up twice, crouched 4 times, fell off most of the time and turned coward after.
with frisbee: i realized 'flicking' is hard.
for the loser that i am, i didnt even try beach soccer and wall climbing. of course i regretted it afterwards but i guess i should be justifying that i wasnt umm 'pretty' enough to be doing those things. ha! so much for justification

additional fun things

my friend doti's team won 1st place during the frisbee competition (beginners team)
the reggae parties at night were tiringly awesome
i met new UP friends who were from leyte and surigao.
i learned that when someone shouts 'dangerous' a surfer would definitely start running because someone cannot go back to shore (the term here would be drowning)
saw tv stars around and i even got a picture with uma!mama was jealous. haha! go PBB!

bloopers

paolo bediones almost hit me with a frisbee.
doti's younger siblings were caught in the beach's undertow - yes yes, they survived and were back again in the water after a few minutes.
a 'no swimming' sign was put up on the beach.
some people got their whole bags stolen - complete with tripod, digicam, phone and a kikay kit
i dropped my car keys on the beach - at night! yes, the ultimate stupidness. papa came to fetch me. tis a good thing i actually live in la union
learned my friend who looks a lot like Gaara (of naruto) snores really loud.

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last year's surfbreak was good, but i have to say this year's event was better. im betting it'll be better-terrer-er next year.

 

i stare at you with these eyes
you will acknowledge me as your goddess
beware of my presence
or else i'll lick your nose wet.
hahahahaha

 chekawt pics here! multiply photos

so they say im zi.. fitting, i guess. i am ninJAI

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jef refuses to be more than 30.

he was born 1976.

would 'thirthy-ish' be a better term for him?

hope lies beyond these lines: ______

nothing there?

then panic.

lagarian...
sawing? saw-age?
i've no gift in translation.



i left manila last saturday pm and arrived home in la union that night.
the next day i studied surfing (no, not the internet) for an hour and became broke.

enter funny story:

     i went to mass with me family. 

     my sister (13yrs old) and i were 

        such good angels until..

     we noticed that the girl in a pew 

         in front of us was showing

         'the cleavage' - > of her buttocks.

     then we started giggling and shaking all over. 

     bad behaviour deserves spanking. not.

monday we went to baguio. mama went to claim her nursing license. i met with la union best friend sheryl at sm where i saw up friends j__ma_ and __ai. by 6pm we were on the way back to manila.
around 11 minutes ago i started surfing the net. then i posted this.

by friday we'll be in la union once more. then back again..then..

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note to self:
finish mama's ppt before tomorrow.

i hate zaido. how can they let them have that wet-sticky-40sec-kiss?! its friggin primetime! you know, the time when kids are so full after dinner that they don't have anything else to do but ummm.. be zombified infront of the tube.
you ask so what? because its awkward to see a seven year old saying "hala! nakakakilig" while watching a tv show.

i love Hwang Jini.. i dont really know if i spelled it right.
i love their lines:
....anung nangyari kamahalan?
....huwag mo hayaang hamakin ka lamang nila!
....itapon ang lahat ng mga bakas. dahil isang nakatataas ang nadamay, aalamin nila ng husto kung sino ang gumawa nito.

boredom is boring.
hahahaha.
here are some of the things i found on the net that made me smile >_<

cute



omg!


myspace layouts




errr..




destroying childhood memories:




old skul uga-chaka baby!




word....




cuteness!




muah! rakenrol po.

myspace layouts


cute

i apologize if my past blog entry was.. errr... i cant even describe it!

i seem to be a legitimate ghost writer now.
does this mean i dont exist anymore?

im bringing this blog back. i cant just exist doing things for other people! well, actually i can, but dont want to!

ill go back to my undergrad years and bring this site back.

i promise.
i promise. really.

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trivia:
im new to Pidgin and i seem to be loving it

i opened an ATM account at BPI kanina.
i had fun..
not because i opened an account.
but because i found someone to play with.

errrr. that didnt come out right

photo-finish!
i arrived 245pm, with only a passport, 2 non-worthy IDs and a picture.
i came in wearing a shirt with 'CRYBABY' written on it, a black blazer, black jeans and a multicolored slipper. as in multicolored. if i were someone else, i would have thought i was weird. i realized how ridiculous i looked just after i came home. lol.

but it seems the BPI guy 'entertaining' me (he was cute. haha), assisting me with the account didnt like me at all. well, maybe he did but after talking, i dont think i was a very amazing client.
why? because i only gave them problems.
--and i loved it. hahahaha.

step one. am i a real person.
conversation:
guy: we need atleast 2 IDs
me: kuya, eto lang dala ko po (showing my passport and two IDs)
guy: hmm, wala po ba kayong ID with an address here?
me: ay kuya wala.
guy: san ka ba nakatira ngayon?
me: sa kampo po.
guy: panu yung specific address nya?
me: sa second floor po ng medical building (loser me hahahaha)
guy: naku, tignan natin ha.. but you have some proof of billing?
me: ay kuya wala din po.
guy: picture?
me: yun po meron
guy: hmmm.. (in deep thought kuno and looking at my passport.
me: sige na kuya ok na yan.. totoo naman po akong tao (why the hell did i say that? hahaha.)
guy: teka lang ha. tanong ko lang.. (leans away to call a girl. "ma'am....")

step two. the documents.
after filling up forms, he asked me about those items i left blank.
guy: panu ba 'to, name ng employer mo?
jai: kuya wala.
guy: source of income?
jai: si mama po.. (haha. am i a brat or what?)
guy: hmmm (again in thought)
jai: kuya i just graduated
guy: ah. ganun ba.
jai: sensya na po.
guy: how long have you been staying there?
jai: errr.. (i smiled and then answered) october lang po
guy: (starts smiling and shaking his head)
jai: kuya kasi kaka-assign lang ni mama tapos sa UP ako nakatira
guy: ah! (grinning idioticly and nodding) mmm... ok lang sige

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mental note: i'll exploit the UP thing more next time.
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step three. finale.
guy: i have to hold your atm card until you bring a proof of billing
me: kelan ko po makukuha yung atm?
guy: sa monday nalang siguro
me: ha? d pwede tomorrow?
guy: sabado bukas
me: ay, talaga?
guy: (nabigla)

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panalo. hahaha.

with that cute singing and that the plot of meeting the father for the first time, the Chowking Christmas commercial never fails to nudge my heart. i never did change. i'll always be teary-eyed.

to whoever made that plot: ang galing mo!

yun lang, at least you know someone you dont know appreciates your work.

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i painted my nails silver today.

classy - if not for all the cuts i made to my fingers.

....
i am hating an unknown client.
do allow me to vent my anger here.
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dear ms. stupid,
>>>if you cared to have prepared your paper before entrusting me to do the assignment, then i would have done a better job. you obviously wanted it done by a psychic. stupid.
>>>if you cared to do your assignment in the first place and not just entrust it to strangers for less than 8$ a page, then you would have been more satisfied. stupid.
>>>you should know that i get less than 2 dollars a page for your paper.
>>>you should, but they wont let me let you know. now, this isn't stupid. this is cheap.

love,
a perfect being.

i woke up, startled by the commotion over the the TV phone we brought home last night.

jai, where's the charger?
me only half a awake: yes ma..

teach papa how to use this ok?
me, still only half a awake: yes ma..

and so on.

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checklist:

go to skm (a pc shop) - my voice went hideously scary when i yelled at them people. just because i looked more like a 'yagit' than a customer doesn't mean i shouldn't be entertained! to get attention, you should have an image of either a cover-girl-beauty or a scary-flesh-eating-maldita. my image is definitely not the former.

look for kuya lemon - went surfing. i stood up 70% of the time!

visit review center - i taught research stuff for those taking the december nursing board. ha! i hope i helped them.

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fun stuff:

kuya lemon: paddle! paddle! paddle!
(me frantically paddling)
kuya lemon: ay mali, namatay na yung wave.

in a coffee shop here in la union was posted:
BAWAL NA PO ANG IYAKIN DITO.

on a private-trike was a plate: Hooters (yep, the place)

im back in bicutan.
yes, yes. i know creating that title is cheesy.
ha! but i bet you're jealous i have the guts to do and post it.
bleh.

hey mr. tadantadan - angdakilangpulispangkalawakan - tadaaantadaan,
im glad i understand dota jargon! i actually smiled on your narration of exploits and domination over noobs like me. haha.

btw, your entry today was non-boring.
(yes, you do hear that ghastly melodic voice: your previous entries were boooooooring...)
haha, i cant believe i can write about mumu sounds and actually hear it.
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yak, i think im turning geeky.
im actually enjoying google's features.
donut. i cant believe im loving iGoogle and that scholar tab.
errr. enough alien talk.
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things to ponder:
why does dumbledore have to be gay?
are pon and zi gay? i think they have the same gender.
why does youporn.com have to exist? its turning my brain into marshmallows.
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i really need a wet kiss. haha!

right now, im again assuming the role of... (drumroll please)
the research assistant.

back in my undergrad years, i constantly whine about all the friggin papers we had to finish for our psych subjects. ha! i still believe my teachers didn't read all those papers we submitted.

why? simple logic:
for every major psych class i took, we were required to submit 4 mini-thesis papers at the least, which took around 30+ pages each. i said some, because my psych135 made us submit a total of 8 mini-papers plus 1 major paper (meaning more than 30++ pages). the consolation was, these were 4-members-groupwork-activities.
for those psych subjects which require only 2 groupwork papers, countless individual 'assignments' were given.
well,how could a single individual, (e.g. my professors) handle a load of balancing 3 different lecture notes, a research of their own, some sideline jobs UP professors usually take, be a social being with socializing needs, AND read all those undergrad papers?!

i mean, seriously. they're just like me who aged 20+ years. and i think 20+ years from now, i still think i wouldn't waste time like that.
seriously? seriously. - i watch too much of grey's anatomy sorry.

research-oriented my boobies! id rather learn psychoanalysis than put up with cramming 19 pages in one night. no wonder i wasn't able to balance my bio with them papers (justification crap) i did become a CS the sem i didnt take bio (more justification crap).

anyway, (ooooh, here comes a goody-goody-point) now im grateful for all those 'training' we had. if it weren't for those eye-bag moments, i wouldn't be a ghost-writer now. i wouldn't be able to earn and still be a bum. hahaha. oh well. i guess research slowly started to OWN me since the day we met.

omg. im a nerd.

what are my responsibilities?
well now, i could easily answer that..

IF i were responsible.

im slowly losing purpose.
i have lost my passionate drive to do what is good and what is right.
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frustration of the day:
how do people fail to mention that a swimming pool is less than 250m away from where i'm staying?!

pirstaym ko ng komyut from bicutan to up.

huhu. i really need a car.

im saving up for an alto, jazz or a picanto.
i need money. give me a job that pays uber high.

asa ako. hahahahaha.

oh well, im still saving up for a car.

damn it.
are you tired of me already jeffrey?!

sabihin mo ng diretso.
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who the hell is che?! i hate you.
my green eye is in active mode right now.
if any of it is true, i'd make your life so damn miserable.
that goes for you too boyfriend/fiance.

beings who even TRY to mess with me i treat like hideous bugs.
i'd flick you away!
beware the wrath of a goddess.
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(those who really know me knows i'd start crying anytime now.)

Lord,

help me for i cannot control my tears.
my imagination is running ahead of me.
my emotions are confused and it creates an image i hope to be fallacy.
he loves me.
im sure.
am i sure?
why do i doubt Lord?
calm me please.
hold me down just for tonight.

your daughter,
jai

last night the makati havoc-causing-people got transferred here in bicutan.
(i believe i mentioned in previous posts that i live in camp bagong diwa.)

anyway, some 3 or 4 years ago, i posted an entry about the waste of resources the government spends on each PMA cadet. to refresh: i said that the budget for each cadet is approximately the budget of a whole college in UP in a year. to reiterate what i said before, trillanes and company are good examples of why PMA's budget should be cut and transferred to UP.

delusion:
a condition where a belief is in contrary with actual fact.
partly my diagnosis for them. don't step ahead and criticize dear reader. they are indeed delusional because if they weren't, they wouldnt stage that makati act. dont tell me that its actually logical to hold the manila pen hostage to whatever cause they are rallying for. that is not heroic. it is, as i frequently say, stupid.

its just sad they went for that kind of action. waste of passion and resources. its probable that they wanted the best for the phil. but what they did was impulsive. fine, they might have planned for it, but its a phony one for me. walking out of a court hearing to hold hostage the manila pen. yes, that IS the best way of proving you want the best for the country. ashol.

hey trillanes: do you realize that a global conference on HIV/AIDS is currently in the philippines?! my goodness. do you even weigh the consequences of your actions? what impression about the phil would your actions advertise to the world? that filipinos are riot-making-weirdoes?! demyu.

hey magdalo group: your name is cursed. live with it. history will repeat itself. you will fail because of a magdiwang group somewhere.

trillanes and lim are actually lucky. if this happened in the US, they would have been shot. no more threats. they are freaking terrorists anyway. i define terrorists as individuals who cause terror with no remorse.

when will they realize that they're just pawns to the game? that its not them calling the shots. the player is someone too coward to take claim of actions.

are they doing this because the one heading the state is a woman? the 80s coup' happened when cory was sitting in malacanang. are they planning to stage one more because gloria is in the same place now? patriarchal fascists!

points to ponder: why does trillanes have a knack for hotels?
that is just rude.

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other events:

err.. some kid almost drowned from the swimpool. guess that just means i have to stay away from the blood-hungry pool for a couple of days.

or not.

hmmm.

i seem to be held up in this feeling of being at 2 places at the same time.

for want of a better term, i have this this feeling of quantum-disconnectedness.

i return to numb3rs. after HouseMD, grey's anatomy and scrubs.