The Way to Sanity

My disease has started to die down.

I've been listening to some Lifehouse and Everyday Sunday and OneRepublic.

Actually, it was Everyday Sunday who brought the life back to my brain. Christian Rock is my hero.

ANYWAY!

I won't be biased in this post by sharing an Everyday Sunday song.

I'ma put up something by OneRepublic.

They're kind of a genius for a few tracks, but they're goOod overall.

If you've heard All the Right Moves and Secrets, this is definitely a must-hear...

...as it is the opening track to Waking Up, which is their current album in promotion if you didn't know. GET IT!

Have a f'ing great weekend!

I doubt I will. Mocks are next week! Pray for my soul.

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Persmission to HATE

Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers.

Galatians 6:10

Since she's not a believer, am I allowed to hate/judge her then?

I hate this person in class. I hated her the moment I saw her. On the first day of school, when it was her turn to introduce herself to the class, I had a gut-feeling that I was going to hate her.

There had been a few instances where she got on my nerves and I really wanted to just slap her, but I let it pass.

The list kept growing.

UNTIL TODAY.

Today marks the day where I officially declare my disgust.

YES. I HATE YOU SO MUCH, YOU MAKE ME WANT TO PUKE RIGHT IN YOUR MOUTH.

I wanted to make a list but it's gonna take up a lot of my precious time.

I didn't want to blog about you but I needed an outlet since I can't talk to anybody else who can actually feel what I'ma say because they're so busy wrapped in your plasticity.

YES. YOU'RE SO REPULSIVE, IT ACTUALLY BOTHERS ME.

HYPOCRITE. YOU ARE A JOKE.

THIS HATE GOES BEYOND CULTURAL DIVERSITY.

I have opened my mind to broaden my patience for 9 months. I give up.

I HATE YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU STAND FOR.

Don't worry I'll still be friends with you.

I HOPE YOU DIE RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME TOMORROW.

When I see you, I want to...

• pull your eyes out of your sockets, shred them, add them as meat to my stir fry, and feed it to your family.
• shave your hair off, shred it into bits, and crazy-glue them onto 2IB's bags.
• cut your nose off with a chainsaw and use it as a tack for my corkboard or as a refrigerator magnet.
• slice off your ears and use them as earrings.
• scratch and peel your face off and make a mask.

When I hear you, I want to...

• cross-stitch my name across your mouth.
• lock your lips with a staple gun.
• cut your lips off with scissors, shut your mouth with a glue gun, and use your lips as a hair clip.
• smooth your mouth with sand paper.
• shove my foot down your throat.
  

Just because, I want to...

• replace your tea with hydrochloric acid.
• set you on fire and feed you to our classmates.
  
• chop your head off, break your skull with a jackhammer, disintegrate your brain, mix it into my cake, and feed it to your grandparents
• tear off your limbs with a wood splitter and use your torso as a sled.
• shred you with a tractor or lawnmower, and have a grill out wih your carcass.

P.S.

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One Soul per Nanosecond

For the past week, for the first time in my life, I haven't been able to choose some music to listen to.

Like, O MY GOD. What the hell. Am I fucking dead?!

If not, I surely will if I don't find a perfectly good song a-sap!

SERIOUSLY, IT'S KILLING ME; ONE SOUL PER NANOSECOND.

I can't sleep properly.

I can't eat. (Actually, that's a good thing. Scratch that.)

I can't interact with people. Not even my own family.

My brain is giving in.

I can't remember very well.

Like, I find myself doing something or being somewhere, not knowing why.

On the bright side, I've accomplished a few stuff for school.

I don't even know what to say anymore, or why I bothered posting.

SINCE I can't leave this post without music, I'm just picking one out randomly.

I assure you the song I'm about to embed will most definitely suck.

NO WAIT! I found a song! Thank God for Sean Kingston!

I think I put this on every morning as I get out of the house.

It's just one song though. NOT ENOUGH TO BRING ME BACK TO LIFE. So help me God.

Enjoy Saturday. Don't work on Sunday.

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Happy Earth Day!

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The Observer

"I need to understand the world"

Observers have a need for knowledge and are introverted, curious, analytical, and insightful.

Ego Fixation: Stinginess
Holy Idea: Omniscience
Basic Fear: Being useless, helpless, or incapable
Basic Desire: To be capable and competent
Temptation: To keep the world at bay
Vice/Passion: Avarice
Virtue: Detachment
Stress point: May become hyperactive and scattered
Security point: May become self-confident and decisive

How to Get Along with Me

• Be independent, not clingy.

• Speak in a straightforward and brief manner.

• I need time alone to process my feelings and thoughts.

• Remember that If I seem aloof, distant, or arrogant, it may be that I am feeling uncomfortable.

• Make me feel welcome, but not too intensely, or I might doubt your sincerity.

• If I become irritated when I have to repeat things, it may be because it was such an effort to get my thoughts out in the first place.

• don't come on like a bulldozer.

• Help me to avoid my pet peeves: big parties, other people's loud music, overdone emotions, and intrusions on my privacy.

 

What I Like About Being an Observer

• standing back and viewing life objectively

• coming to a thorough understanding; perceiving causes and effects

• my sense of integrity: doing what I think is right and not being influenced by social pressure

• not being caught up in material possessions and status

• being calm in a crisis

 

What's Hard About Being an Observer

• being slow to put my knowledge and insights out in the world

• feeling bad when I act defensive or like a know-it-all

• being pressured to be with people when I don't want to be

• watching others with better social skills, but less intelligence or technical skill, do better professionally

 

Observers as Children Often

• spend a lot of time alone reading, making collections, and so on

• have a few special friends rather than many

• are very bright and curious and do well in school

• have independent minds and often question their parents and teachers

• watch events from a detached point of view, gathering information

• assume a poker face in order not to look afraid

• are sensitive; avoid interpersonal conflict

• feel intruded upon and controlled and/or ignored and neglected

 

Observers as Parents

• are often kind, perceptive, and devoted

• are sometimes authoritarian and demanding

• may expect more intellectual achievement than is developmentally appropriate

• may be intolerant of their children expressing strong emotions

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I'm the Man

My weekend started yesterday but I was too lazy slash busy to post anything.

I actually have a four-day weekend!

BUT I must work now and have fun later.

BUT I don't want to.

BUT I can just have fun now and work later.

Up to now I don't know if I'm in control of my life. I mean I make the choices but the things that are gonna branch out of them are pretty much not in my control.

If I could have fun and the product would be an Extended Essay, I would be the man.

I shall blab no more.

 Here's the song to get stuck in the temporal lobes of the cerebra of your brains.

Enjoy Saturday! Take a day off on Sunday! Stress on Monday while I don't! xo

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I "re-found" a song!

Refound? What the eff happened to my English?

Anyways, I was going to put up a Bieber song but it's too cliché.

Everybody knows Lifehouse, right?

A-mazing band. Catchy and meaningful.

Kinda like Switchfoot; only younger. Laugh.

I remember a day, years ago, where this was the only song I was listening to.

Don't you just love it? Just hearing one song for a whole day?!

As far as I know, I don't get sick of it.

There will still be a time where I can come back to it and still feel it.

As if I'm still listening to it for the First Time.

PS This is my new song for my other half.
You know who you are.
Everybody knows who you are and how special you are to me.
I hope you know that will never change.
No matter what happens.
HAHA Did anybody order extra cheese?!

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So, if I were to kill myself now...

Then he called the crowd to him along with his disciples and said: "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me and for the gospel will save it."

Mark 8:34-35

...in my case, that would just be cowardice.

I mean, hells yeah I want to leave this life but I think it'd be the pressure I'll be wanting to run away from, not because of the gospel.

Let's see. I guess that places me in between.

I am not trying to save my life nor have I lost it.

Happy Hell Week!

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Mary and Max

Here's the trailer to the movie I was watching to break the dawn.

I do not know where to begin with this movie.

 

Hold on. I do.

Lucky I haven't cleared my browsing history just yet.

It was this site.

I was looking up a download for Nickodemus' Sun People.

I just scrolled down the whole page past the Mary and Max poster and scrolled back to it.

Like a reflex, I opened a new tab, went to torrentz, searched Mary and Max, and got the movie.

I had it downloading while we went out yesterday.

 

It is in three shades of color: black, brown, and red.

Only three of the main characters speak up way more than the others.

Two best friends. A little girl from Australia and an old man from America.

Tragic. Comedy. Tragedy.

 

I cried on three parts.

One. When Mary talked about her life.

Two. When Max talked about his life.

Three. The ending. I sobbed hysterically.

 

The ending is the berst or best slash worst.

I will not say more about it. You'll have to watch it yourself.

 

That's it for me.

PS I did my preps well for tomorrow. My bag is packed. Frozen goods out ready to cook for breakfast tomorrow. Camera and iPod synced and charged. Alarm, setting it right now.

PSS Mary and Max is the best movie I have ever seen in my 18 years on Earth.

PSSS I'm sorry for taking part in piracy.

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Easter Holiday Sum-Up

I was awake when Norway stepped into April 5, 2010.
I was on photoshop rearranging my grassy logo into a twitter background.

After that, I prayed.
I prayed the Rosary.
For some reason, when I pray in a very reflective mood, I cry.
I expected the tears to start pouring as I said my dedications, but nothing of the like happened.
As I started the 5th Joyful mystery (Losing and Finding), those words rang in my head and probably knocked the tears out of their ducts because I was crying.
I pulled myself together and finished.
The first time this crying thing happened, I asked myself why and just thought, but now I just ended it and tried to sleep.

Realizing that I couldn't, I settled for a movie.

TO BE CONTINUED

As the title says, this is a sum-up, read on if you will.

April 4, Sunday

Easter Sunday.
The usual slacking but this time with Sims 3.
2:30pm I took a long bath.
I dressed to kill for no reason.
Mom got home from work.
Random decision of going out.
Phone call: fishing in Moss.
So we did.
Passed by a carnival on the way to the pier.
Fed some swans and ducks and pigeons and albatrosses and doves.
They said the birds were picky.
Well, they seemed to eat everything I threw.
Bored, we decided to check the carnival out.
Rode the FreakOut. (Def killer ride.)
Rode Bumper Cars.
Throbbing head.
Lovely dinner.

April 3, Saturday

I don't know what happened but I suddenly had a huge moodswing.
What is it with us bipolar people.

April 2, Friday

Deas Vail won on MTVU.
Aside from that, it was an awful day.
I'm leaving it at that.

April 1, Thursday

Maundy Thursday.
Depressing.
Internet. Sims 3. Vice-Presidential Debate.
Cheerleading Championship. Brownies again.
Cooked dinner with Dad.
We got all Oriental with Pancit Lomi and Yang Chow Rice.
Of course, being the Fried-Rice person that I am, I ate Yang Chow.
Watched Finding Nemo as requested by my little brother. HAHA He knows who I'm referring to when I say Nemo. Giggle.

March 31, Wednesday

Maybe I was on the computer too much because I had this fuckingly terrible headache.
So I just slept.

March 30, Tuesday

My dad got in an accident.
My family and I waited for him to get home before I left for the photoshop session.
He didn't look pain-inflicted.
He was happy because his Easter Break from work got to start early.
At one point I was at a loss of what to do; what I wanted to do, more like.
I randomly clicked one of my many firefox bookmarks and landed on YouTube.
I found and watched Switchfoot's recent podcast and some old and new music videos I have never seen before.
They never fail to cheer me up.

March 29, Monday

Before I went to my first photoshop session, I dropped by Oslo to buy a month card for the bus.
After the purchase, I was a few minutes too late to catch the train, but there was another one in 15 minutes so I went to the Body Shop and used my mom's gift card to buy new stuff.

March 28, Sunday

Not much happened.
I always slack on a Sunday.

March 27, Saturday

A family friend just left for the Philippines.
As usual, we asked if we could have her buy or bring some stuff for us.
I had nothing in mind but the pictures and video of my Debut, which was two-thirds of a year ago.
I decided to re-sulk in True Blood again.
I baked brownies.
I participated in Earth Hour. (My other half did too.) Giggle.
I made a new family and a new house in Sims 3.
I re-mod-ed my iPod. It's blue.

March 26, Friday

After 3 hours of school I went home.
I was fucking tired.
All I wanted was to sleep.
After getting home, I did sleep.
I slept until it was time to cook dinner.
After cooking, I slept again and woke up later that night.
I made a post for Soul Food, as I try to, every Friday.
Then, I slept some more.

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Da tune deh sick!

I have totally lost my sanity.

I can scarcely remember what happened before the Easter Break started.

I completely forgot that tomorrow's the last day before school starts.

I need to embrace this day wholly and prepare to be rehabbed for tomorrow.

And while I do that, here's something from me..

Nickodemus with Peace Pipe

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Frohe Ostern

The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."

Matthew 28:5-7

I should have been in heaven for the Easter holiday.

Happy Easter. Happy Resurrection. God Påske. Frohe Ostern.

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Maundy Thursday

This headache makes me want to stab myself continuously until I die. Good Night Tweeps.
about 15 hours ago via Brizzly

I have just escaped from the worst headache in the world. I don't even know if it really is a headache.

I'm still a little woozy, but I should be fine in the next few hours.

My nails are so pretty. They've become brittle from all the acetone and cuticle remover and nail polish but they've grown their longest and best (like they're not chipped whatsoever).

I'm supposed to be doing a lot of homework this holiday but I have done nothing of the like. I don't freaking know how I'm gonna learn to be responsible.

Just the other day I was catching up with one of my best girl friends and she said she's already working that's why she's no going to do the summer course anymore.

Why is it so freaking hard to get a job in a foreign country?! WHAT, just because I'm not fucking "fluent" doesn't mean I can't do the job perfectly!

LOL I just had to.

World, meet wordboner, my new favorite...umm...pastime. Whoever made these is a/are freaking genius/es.

Another thing I've been doing is...

True Blood is awesome. Take out the sex and gore, it's just as good as Twilight. smile.

Speaking of Twilight, I now have New Moon in HD. (Plus Order of the Phoenix and Half-blood Prince. I'm a fan. smile.)

Well, as you have read, the boredom has killed another one of my souls and I can no longer write a perfectly normal blog.

To end your suffering, I bid thee farewell.

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