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Saturday, February 9, 2008
ice cream, arcades && skylights. 9:45 PM

“..I’ve never tried to make the best of my time,

When I thought that I had plenty of it.

Is this serious?

I don’t know what to think.

Is it all a lie?

Well one thing’s for sure

I'm taken back to the glory days

When we were kids without a brash or bitter thing to say

Now my life is one big make it, or break it.

current listen: The Phrase That Pays; The Academy Is…


Sounds like fun no? ;]] yeaa, it was worthwhile. Since Ella moved to Saint G’s, we’ve missed her a lot. Like a lot, a lot.

And today we got to see her again! weeeeeee~

Here’s an account of our hangout:

2.00pm: went to the Mall, from Nikk’s house. lookin’ for Ells & Nats. Found `em. Hugged much. apparently some guy tried to hit one Ells. LMAO, but she was ‘taken’. I intro’d Nicholle and Nats since they’ve never met but I guess they’d click so yea.

2.15pm: went to Swensen’s. on the restaurants outside walls there were heart shaped cards with messages on it for Valentine’s Day. hahah awesome! Rona did one, she told me, I tried to look for it but there were hundreds of cards and I couldn’t find it so I left it and went inside. lmao, Nats and Ells WON’T stop giggling, to tell the truth it was kinda embarrassing, but they are who they are rite? I was kinda annoyed, and I bet everyone at Swensen’s was too. HAHA, they kept LOL-ing for absolutely NO reason, gosh. ohh yeaa, the water-spilling-all-over-my-shorts-making-people-think-I-pissed-all-over incident. GOSH. I was like, hey! watch the water, since they serve like water before you eat and all. while I was movin’ it to safety, one of the glasses tipped over and, get this, spilled ALL OVER my shorts. *gags. I was like, oh man, I look like I pissed. I had to like, cover it with my jacket, and I look ridiculous. lucky tho, it dried right before we left the restaurant. blehh. Anyway, Ells and Nats were doing incredibly stupid stuff, like wacking each other with the Valentine roses. LMAO. I just sat there and pretended I wasn’t with them. HAHA. After spilling water all over my shorts (actually they aren’t even shorts, they’re like a lil below the knees but I dunno what to call them, so let’s just say shorts yea?), we took our order. Ells ordered Sticky Chewy (which Nats calls ‘sticky cheese’), Nats the-- well I forgot, Aikks some fries, Nicholle a Root Beer float and me Rodeo Wings. YUM :PP we ate, took some photos while the two SG’s girls lmao-ed and effed `emselves up.

3.00pm: headed off to the CD shop, y’kno the one which is like orange all over? love it! :DD just went over to look for the Plain White Ts; Every Second Counts album, and yes I found it. well, Ells did but yeah whatever.

3.20pm: went to the Arcade. I’m not a fan of it, but just tagged along (: The 4 of `em bought tokens while I looked around the Arcade. Noisy. Crowded. Noisy. Dark. ahh well, just check it out. They got like, 5 tokens and we tried out DDR first. I wasn’t bad, but I wasn’t too good either ;pp I missed a lot actually. haha embarrassing much. I played with Aikks then Ells. after checking that one out, we went into the karaoke booths and started singin’ like CRAZYYY. People were lookin’ at us. haha, wasn’t it supposed to soundproof?!? what?? anywayyz, Ells was SO frikkin’ LOUD I couldn’t hear myself sing, which I don’t do too good either. we sang like, Kiss Me by Sixpence None The Richer, then I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing and after Time After Time. hahah WE SUCK. but it’s the memories that count roight? then Ells saw ZatZat her twin ahaha they hugged like MAD and kept jumping around in the tiny booth. hahahah we couldn’t fit anymore, that’s why Nicholle and Nats had to get out. and oh yeaa, we saw Kienthly and some guy from school, one of those repeaters from 9E. well, after singing those songs, awfully I might add, we went out. Only to find Zat on the DDR. Sweating like mad. and dude, HE IS FREAKIN’ AWESOME AT DDR. shoiiiite. the arrows were comin’ one after the other and his feet moved like crazy!! plus he didn’t miss a single one. man, how does he do that huh? I was like do you have this at home? And he shook his head and I was like WHAT?!? no way. Then Ells said that he came here often and got lots of practice. Well, it certainly worked. After dancing like a pro, a crowd eventually gathered around him. Well not really, but there WERE onlookers. And after each stage we were like cheering him on. Go Zat! We watched him for about 15 minutes, then left.

4.30pm: On they way out, we saw Paths, Ron and Jon. whom by the way, I have NOT seen in quite a while now. He’s changed, that Jon. he no longer seems like the Mikko I know. *sigh. He looks like one of those emo kids who’ve got nothing to do in life. I’m sure he isn’t like that, but he sure LOOKS like it. anyway, Paths dragged me off back into the Arcade and onto the DDR machine. I was like no, no, no I’m no good, really. And she was like, just get on! No, no, no not with a lot of people watching at how awful I am at it. x/ hahaha Zat was still on it though, so I chatted with Ron (he’s gittin’ taller :DD). He was wondering about what Valentine’s gift he should give to Eunice. He wanted to make a card, but I told him its getting’ kinda old. He wanted it to be something she won’t forget. So I said how about a serenade? That would be soooooo sweet. And she would definitely NOT forget that. ;DD but he was reluctant, sayin’ he ain’t so good at the guitar front, and I was like who cares?!? It’s the thought that counts y’kno. Well, I’ll let him decide. Then I saw Kix and Justeen come in, and I was like heyy. :D After chatting with them all, I went on my way trying to look for the girls.

4.50pm: found them, smack in the middle of the ground floor. Haha, they saw me immediately, far as I am from them (3rd floor). I took the escalator down. I looked around me. In front were three guys, clad in black. One had Avenge Sevenfold printed on the back and had that emo fringe on him. Likewise, with the other two. The mall is filled to the brim with these kind of people, y’kno like all-black-eyeliner-checkered-sneaks-and-frowns attire. Ever since ‘emo’ came in last year, everyone’s all black. yiikes. most of them posers even, claiming they slit their wrists yesterday or carved their love interest’s name on their arms or have blotched eyeliner and absolutely no interest in life or something. annoying, really. As for me? I kinda went through that stage, in a different way. I kinda developed an interest in emo/gothic art. Then everybody started calling me ‘emo’ and I was like, okay yeah whateverr. as if. Emo people don’t smile, do I not smile?? I think not. get a life, people.

4.54pm: anywayy, I reached the last floor and we walked to DQs, since I wanted I blizzard. yum! :P Kit Kat Blizzard, Regular. How much? 4.50. Okay. Just one? Yup. Ells and Nats went to the ladies room, as Aikks, Nicholle and me waited for my order. They came back and I got my blizzard. We went upstairs to the skylights thingy. It’s this huge stained glass window on the second floor and looks really pretty so we went up there. There were 3 couples there already slumped upon the railings facing the window, and I sat down next to em, while the girls sat against the wall. I tried finishing my blizzard but I didn’t so I gave it to Ells. We took photos, the last ones and left the place.

5.00pm: Hugged last and said our byes. I’m gonna miss Ella, cause only God knows when I’m going to see her next. Nats? I’m gonna see her tomorrow anyway so it don’t matter. Nicholle? I’m freakin’ going back to her house again so what’s the point? Aikks? Likewise mate. Anywayy, we took a group photo for remembrance, and said goodbye.

5.10pm: Back at Nicholle’s apartment. Her room’s nice to say the least, it’s so cozy and she has this flat screen computer and a TV. Her mom asked us to eat, and even though we were too full (I ate barbequed satay sticks, rodeo wings and a blizzard), I managed to get down some spaghetti. Or spaghatto, as my Kuya calls it. HAHA XDD We watched a little TV, while waiting for our rides. We took more photos for memories and at around 6 Aikks left. While waiting, I watched some videos on YouTube. What I liked in particular is The Phrase That Pays by The Academy Is… It’s about this guy who gets sick and regrets that he never did anything about his life. Brilliant. Their songs are bloody awesome and I just love Will Beckett. He is SO cute. no kidding. He is just, different from what the others like. You know, Ells is in love with Pete Wentz and Aikks has her eye on Pat Stump. Well, it’s not like we’re gonna hook up with them, plus they’re over 20, but a girl can have a celebrity crush can’t she? well, mine’s Will. love that smile. (: Halfway through the Phrase That Pays I had to leave. *sniff. XP said goodbye to Nicholle, thanked her parents for inviting me over and left.

So hey, here I am, writing this blog.

Anywayy, I’ve got to go.

If you were paying any attention at all, the last time I ate something was at around 5.15 and my stomach is craving for some food.

:PP mmm Rodeo Wings.

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HISTORY

January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
March 2010
November 2010

YESTERDAY.
-Happy New Year; take two.
-Of All The Things I Felt But Never Really Shown.
-In Our Defense
-Burning Letters
-lost half a year.
-yeooowch.
-the 30th.
-the last goodbye.
-what should've been a long time ago.