Talking Shit

First post I'm making from my iTouch so I can't change the font. But it has to work because this can't wait.
This is obviously going to be a I'm-pissed-off-and-the-world-needs-to-know post. If you're having a good day, just ignore me. This isn't going to contain any names for you to search for on social networking sites anyway so just continue with your happy life.
You've been warned.
There are people who make comments that are worth listening to and there are people who should never make comments. On anything. Ever.
Someone just told me I 'talk shit' because of an answer I gave to his inquiry which, if I specify any further will make abundantly clear who this person is. Oh, also because he overheard me talking about why I keep shaving my hair off (I was explaining my alopecia to someone else who asked).
First of all, if you do not believe the answers I give to your inquiries, especially regarding my personal belongings, why the hell did you ask in the first place?
I am now making an announcement: do not ask me personal questions if, when I give you a serious answer, you will not believe me anyway. It is stupid on your part, frustrating on mine. There is no point in our exerting effort to form words with our tongues, mouths, voice box, and whatever other body parts are required in speaking if you have already decided that your assumption is right. I do not need you to share your questions with me because I obviously already know the answers to these 'personal' inquiries seeing as they are about me.
Second of all, and honestly this is the important part, how much of a douchebag are you to say, out loud and to my face, that I am making up the fact that my hair falls out due to stress. Alopecia is a real thing and, though I am confident in whatever hairstyle I have to maintain, your immediate dismissal of the emotional whirlwind and vulnerability this medical condition has put me through is hurtful and insensitive.
Finally, do not claim people 'talk shit' just because the answers you get do not coincide with what you wanted to hear. It's ignorant and narrow-minded.

The Book List

On second thought, I'm not posting the complete list of books I've read over Christmas break because I've got a feeling you guys will judge me. So I'll post the not so harshly judge-able ones. And review them in a sentence.

The Sherlockian: I really wanted to like it, but it wasn't worth the effort it took me to finish it.

One For The Money: The ball was round but it rolled along real slow.

Rumour Has It: Cute story and British accents (I can hear them in my head, sue me), 'nuff said.

To Kill a Mockingbird: I now understand why it's a classic.

Yup, I think no one will be able to judge me too harshly for those. You guys got any good book reccomendations? Comment comment comment!

Not the Book Review I Promised

I saw this: 

Original site here.

And just thought that, if you didn't already know, the company that owns Dove also owns Axe, which advertises the women that men want to attract like this:

Which is really sad since this basically makes them liars. Such a waste since the message they send with Dove is brilliant.

I have no problem calling the girls they use in the Axe ads pretty or sexy or beautiful, because they are. I just wish they would be more open to diverse kinds of beauty or sexiness.

Yeah. That's pretty much it for the night.

White Rabbit

"I'm late! I'm late! For a very important date!" - White Rabbit

I told you guys this was going to be hard for me, first "scheduled" post and I'm already starting it an hour and 49minutes late. But I'll try to get better as time goes on. No promises other than that I'll try.
So I've been watching a ton of movies and reading tons of books to pass time before school starts, which is in a few hours (and my body clock's still messed up. Damn.) I'll list a few of them down and give a sentence-contained review for each of them.

Movies:

Sisterakas: Storyline was so-so, punchlines were awesome.

Sosy Problems: Pretty, exaggeratedly conyo girls who lacked comedic timing and scriptwriters with no real dedication to their story.

Life of Pi: The entire experience of being in line for a rollercoaster until the moment you finally get to ride it. (I'm assuming, since I hate rollercoasters.)

Rise of the Guardians: I am in lust with Jack Frost and in love with the Sandman.

Django Unchained: Bloody but significant.

My Neighbor Totoro: Nostalgia incarnate. (Might just be for me, though.)

Pitch Perfect: Acca-tastic, yes I said it, and just do you know all of them can sing.

There are so many more, but I'm too lazy to post the others. Sorry...

Damn it. My dad's telling me to go to bed or I won't wake up for class tomorrow.

I will post the books tomorrow. I hope. I will try.

I'm Back

Ok. I've been gone for 6months and every now and then I'm like, 'I should write in my blog. People are gonna think I did have cancer and died.' but then I'm too lazy or too busy or just so uninspired that I don't even bother. So I've let you go and think that I've been dead. I'm such a selfish bitch.
But now, I'm back. And hopefully I'll be updating twice a week. I have come to realize that daily updates is just not possible for me. I don't have the discipline to keep it up.
So to update you with my life since I stopped blogging last year, we'll do a really quick post, no pictures. My hair grew back over summer break, and it was pretty good until the end of first term and it started falling out again. Did a couple of hikes and a lot of surf trips. Friend left, then came back within a month when she was supposed to be gone for a year. Then... Big fights and Christmas break and now it's a new year. Uneventful to say the least.
So yeah, that's pretty much it for now. I'll be updating every Wednesday and a weekend. I hope. I will do my best.

Words of Encouragement

There aren't that many spoken in this house.
I'm just so disappointed in the lack of support and optimism and faith my parents have in me and my sister. It's not that they're not supportive at all, it's that a lot of the time, I don't think they're supportive enough. I know that we might not exactly deserve their encouragement as of late, what with us not being start students, at times not even average, but could you not be so pessimistic?

Seriously. I know you're being honest about our abilities based on our past performance, but could you just not? At least once in a while? Can't you abide by the rule 'if you've got nothing good to say, don't say anything at all' or react negatively? You taught us that, could you live by it?

I'm making my parents sound totally unsupportive. They're not. They're really just, as I said, honest about our abilities based on our past performance.
It's not like they go, 'you can't do it', it's more like they make a comment or a facial expression that we just KNOW is meant to discourage us from getting our hopes too high. Probably so they don't drop and crumble if we fail. Which is a good thing. I guess.

I just wish they were the parents who are just like, 'YOU CAN DO IT!' even if they have no idea what their kids are trying to achieve. Even if it's just once in a while. Or even just once.

I don't think they've ever lied to us even to just let us delusion ourselves into thinking that we could do absolutely anything we wanted.

Anyway, I'm rambling. And I just wanted to dedicate this to my sister. Who has a bright future ahead of her. Know that I believe in you. I do. A lot of other people do too. We're just not wired the way some people wish we were. And they are looking out for your future, in the way you know how, which is just not always in the way you'd like.

101Years, 4 Days and Counting

Last Friday, we celebrated the closing of DLSU's centennial celebration. There were performances in the new Henry Sy Sr. Building, a bazaar in the Yuchengco lobby and of course, the day ended with fireworks. It's time like these that you can really see the love La Sallians have for their school. As cheesy as it seems, I really do believe that school become homes. La Sallians have formed families with their schoolmates and professors. It's kind of amazing that La Salle schools have been able to provide such an environment for 101 years, and I bet, will continue to do so for many more years to come.


First steps into Henry Sy Sr. Building with Star.

Extremely long drumming and cheering sequence before the fireworks.

The fireworks. Finally. What everyone was waiting for. And it was definitely worth the wait. So for those of you who missed it, here it is.

Show of La Salle pride ended the night aside from the L-A-S-A-L-L-I-A-N! song which got stuck in everyone head.

Can't wait for the next celebration that'll be like this.
ANIMO!