3 weeks

It's been 3 weeks since school started and I can't believe that I was actually looking forward to this hectic lifestyle. I haven't read a decent book in three weeks. Three weeks! That might not be such a big deal for those who just read occasionally but for me (whose life has always been around books and such -I'm such a nerd-) it's a really, REALLY big deal. I'm suffering from withdrawal like an addict. This is really unhealthy for me considering that I have to worry about college level algebra (which makes no sense) and... and... well that's basically it. Huh... now that I think about it I sound pathetically melodramatic.

Well, aside from that this constant reading of Dramione fanfics is NOT helping. Why do I let myself get hooked so easily? Warning: Do not read Dramione fanfics! They are oddly addicting. Stop being so good fanfiction writers! Damn curiosity!

What you've read so far is just the tip of the iceberg. I've got more itsy bitsy problems. Like what I'm going to wear for Kapatiran, am I really going to dress up like Jasmine or what? For those who don't know Kapatiran is a half day activity meant to spark inter level unity and friendship. The student council this year is filled to the brim with creative minds. First, the coming back of C.A.T. officers and period, second, the students hour, and now this. Even though I've faltered a few times in juggling all of my activities I can't help but admit that I'm having fun. Sure, my best friends aren't my classmates but at least they're here. I have to be honest though, I can't help but feel bored with studying. Fridays suddenly seem like the best days in the world. In fact I should be studying right now but instead I'm blogging. -Sigh-

I hope my day gets brighter.

Filipino Mythical Creatures Tutorial by Mikey Bustos

This is another video by Mikey Bustos. I find it really funny, so do my parents because I made them watch it. I remember my Tito used to scare me about "moomoos/ mumu "(I don't really know how to spell it) and I usually freaked out when he did. I always read a lot of ghost stories, especially Philippine True Ghost Stories, those are wicked! When I do I scare myself and I wouldn't go out of my room at night. I also bought those glow in the dark glitter glues so I could have some sort of night light. In the end they just looked eerie. Ahh, the craziness of youth.

Piers and 'Rain' Forests

Last weekend I was a boat ride away. Actually a boat ride and a car ride away. We, my aunt, uncle, cousin, sister, and myself, went to Bacolod last weekend.

It was a really enjoyable trip which had it's ups and downs like most but an enjoyable trip nonetheless. It all started with a ride to the pier and a voyage on the sea. We went to Bacolod, specifically Mambukal Resort. I'm sure a lot of people have gone there, it sure looked like it when I was there (fully booked!). The down side of that almost perfect trip (key word= almost) was the weather. Yes, how ironic , I spent more than half of my summer toasting inside my house and the one time I actually go out of my way to go somewhere it rains. Typical.

It would have been okay, I mean I didn't get sunburned (points for me!) but I felt damp and warm at the same time. It doesn't make sense, I get that but let me explain. Imagine what your feet feel when it's raining and you manage to get your socks wet along with your shoes. Lovely... Not. We trekked, and yes it was as cool and as tiring as it sounds. The terrain was vastly different from the hike I've experienced in Camp Regulus, Ajuy and in Bulabog Puti-an when I was in First year. For one thing the trail was stony, there were a lot of dark, glossy rocks. They reminded me of the tiny pebbles I used to decorate Max and Cody's (bless their turtle souls) bowl, only bigger, big enough to squash me and people wouldn't notice. Creepy. We lasted until the sixth fall (or was it the fourth? I always get things messed up) until we decided to pack things up and head back down. We were a group made up of young people (30- below) who had enough energy and determination to go through with it till the end, both however deteriorated through time when our under-exercised bodies couldn't take it anymore. Because of the rain (funny because I was literally in a 'rain' forest *laugh*...corny) it became difficult. That's an understatement because it was downright dangerous. We were on top of a freakin' mountain, no fences, no railings, walking on narrow, slightly muddy ground. I had a reoccurring vision of me falling and screaming to my death where my spine would break due to contact with one of those giant boulders. I have a sick mind, I know. The trek, from start to finish took roughly about two hours. I have to admit I wouldn't have spent those two hours any other way. Aside from the mud that seemed to be everywhere, the water that was never far away, and the wind that was bitingly chilly it was a pretty good trek. But there were sacrifices and these sacrifices were my shoes. It isn't as dire as it sounds, my shoes are okay they didn't rip apart but they didn't go unscathed either. That also includes my sister's and my cousin's shoes. How petty I was, worrying about my shoes when I could have fallen to my untimely doom wearing easily washable rubber slippers. Some of the people who were with us wore slippers but they were lucky. Very lucky.

Thank you Lord for that wonderful experience, thank you for keeping me safe and not making it my last. I hope that a lot of people will get to experience what I went through and learn to appreciate it as much as I do. For all my talk of it being uncomfortable and dangerous, I won't lie because it was uncomfortable and dangerous, there was more to it than that. I got to see different kinds of water falls, I now know the difference between mountain air and city air (very big by the way), I felt rich, damp , life-giving soil beneath my finger tips, and I saw what all the fuss was about. The fuss, being that we don't appreciate nature all too often. I'm not a die hard environmentalist but I do get pissed at all those ignorant people throwing trash anywhere and everywhere. Even there, there was trash, in the mountains imagine that. I don't want to get all passionate about pollution but I do hope that more people would realize and take to heart that it is a serious threat. I wouldn't want something as clean and refreshing as those falls and that trail to get ruined because of some moron's ignorance, pardon the insult but hey, you could only be insulted if you are that.

*To all the people who were there*

It was awesome, Right? :)

Spring Awakening: A Rock Musical

Spring Awakening is a rock musical adaptation of the controversial 1891 German play of the same title by Frank Wedekind. It features music by Duncan Sheik and a book and lyrics by Steven Sater.

Set in late-19th century Germany, it concerns teenagers who are discovering the inner and outer tumult of sexuality. The original play was banned in Germany for a while due to its portrayal of abortion, homosexuality, rape, child abuse and suicide. In the musical, alternative rock is employed as part of the folk-infused rock score. Spring Awakening received eleven 2007 Tony Award nominations, winning eight, including Tonys for best musical, direction, book, score and featured actor. The show also won four Drama Desk Awards, while its London production won four Olivier Awards.

If you're a big fan of Jessie St. James or Rachel Berry, or if you only like their voices, you're bound to be a big fan of this old rock musical. I know I am :]

The theme of this musical is a bit morose and depressing, not really for those who can't handle feeling a little down ( Me, in certain moments...) . It focuses on that stage where most people are at their most vulnerable phase. The cross that allows you to watch PG 13 movies and such. If you want to hear the songs of this musical I've provided a link below.

Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jj7zI8uZ1EU

Doing...

What do most people do when it's summer? Swim, obviously, but that's not in my schedule of events this week or any other time in the future.

Swimming is great especially when the temperature rises but sometimes it feels a little off. Instead of making me feel great it makes me feel really awful. Like last summer I swam with my friends at the local swimming pool at Punta Villa, it was really great at first but in the end I got sunburned and a headache started to pound at my temples. But last December it was different, it was a lot more fun (there's no such thing as 'funner'). Maybe it was because there were more of us, maybe it was the presence of my Frisbee, maybe because there weren't that many people around for me to feel self-conscious. Well, the thing is I hate the intense heat of summer, I hate getting sunburned by said intense heat. So, contrary to what I've told myself to do earlier on, at the beginning of summer vacation, I have refrained from doing any strenuous activity. That includes sports and various forms of exercise (jogging, badminton, etc.). I could do all of that but my lack of a companion, something I really need, to do all of that is proving to be quite a problem.

What have I been doing you ask? I have been writing, reading, and cross-stitching. Man, I sound really boring. But better than doing nothing right? I wish an opportunity would come up to save me from this self-imposed exile of stitching, but alas! I see none on the horizon.

So, until next time, I shall continue to steadily deplete my summer allowance by borrowing books at book latte every week, and I will focus on attaining inner peace through cross-stitching

Potter Puppet Pals: Wizard Angst

Like most students who are suffering from summer boredom I have decided to do what most of my kind do. Nothing. Nothing important that is.

I was surfing youtube (I don't know why they use the word 'surf' but anyway...) I came across this funny puppet show. It's very... original.

Filipino Balut Egg Tutorial by Mikey Bustos