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Panic! At The Disco: Ready To Go [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

I have spent the last 2-3 hours reading various articles on economics. My mind is swimming with words such as...

diminishing returns

unemployed resources

inefficiently

allocative efficiency

*Reallocating scarce resources

opportunity cost

PRODUCTION

DISTRIBUTION

CONSUMPTION/ CONSUMER EXPENDITURE

supply and demand...

I was just going to listen to some sleepy song (Who'd have known- Lily Allen) but then I found out that Panic! At The Disco had a new music video. In reality it's not really new because it's already two months old. The sacrifices of being in school, missing good music. This is a great energy booster for me especially since I'm so sleepy right now.

Panic! At The Disco, Brendon Urie :) <3

So You Think You Can Dance S08E10 Top 16 Perform Melanie and Marko Leona...

ILOVETHISILOVETHISILOVETHISILOVETHISILOVETHISILOVETHISITOTALLYTOTALLYLOVETHIS!!!!!! MARKO AND MELANIE <3

Kapatiran Week

Let me talk about the kapatiran...

Day 1

At lunch time we went around all of the groups and ate all kinds of desert. We had a salo- salo where everything was spread out like on fiestas. A group of fourth year students then played and sang some songs. We were using the school's softball field. The grass was a bright and fresh green, we sat on the ground when we did our picnic. It was really nice to have some of the students play some songs. It was acoustic, perfect for relaxing after eating your fill of sweets, pizza, and coke.

Day 2

My friends and I have been excited for this day since last week. On this day we had to wear the costume of our favorite cartoon character (or movie character, sports person, super hero). On my last post I hinted on planning to be Jasmine from Aladdin. I fortunately got my senses back and thought better of it. My first thought on who to be was Jasmine, then I changed it and started looking for the costume of Dorothy. A lot of people asked me who Dorothy even is- seriously they didn't know. For the people who are unfamiliar with her, Dorothy is the girl from Kansas whose house got hit by a typhoon that whisked her a way into a land called Oz. Part of the bandwagon of characters from Oz are scarecrow, tin man, cowardly lion, Glinda the good witch, and the wicked witch of the west. April chose to be Glinda for her costume though she really didn't know who Glinda was. I didn't look anything like Dorothy however when I finally tried on my costume so I changed it. I became- ironically of course, Lucy! From Narnia. I don't know why but people found it hilarious when I told them. For the rest of my friends they were dressed up as the boys from Boys Over Flowers. They were really creative and really looked like the characters they were presenting. My favorite costumes from the day were Hermione Granger, The Smurfs, Alice In Wonderland, and Russell and Mr. Fredrickson. Everyone- well, not everyone- was really creative with their costumes. It was an amusing sight.

Day 3

Day three was honestly very depressing. We were supposed to help paint and build houses for people who had non but the rain had other ideas. I got wet, and you know just how much I despise being cold and damp. For me the day ended okay. Jewel and I ate at KFC. Yummy... mushroom soup and creamy tomato pasta,perfect for a rainy day. When I got home I was very sleepy and tired.

All in all Kapatiran week was a success.

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? :)