Dark Mood Version 3

Because internet is effing slooooow. Which goes for my mind too. So here’s what happened.

• Finished reading a printed TezuFuji fic I printed last night.
• Had one-hour internet surfing before going to school (6-7am).
• Heard that a batch mate from the SPA class died. I don’t know him but my classmates do. (Condolence for his family.)
• Cleaned (but more on watched my classmates clean) the front of V.E. 2 for our clearance in V.E.
• Went to G.Mall to have my lunch since Mama texted me that they were there.
• RAN INTO ATE KAI WHILE MAKING PILA (whoaa, sossy XD) AT JOLLIBEE, lol. XD
• Went back to school to deal with the yearbook.
• Watched the Korean Concert at the school auditorium. (The vocalist! Haha~)
• Walked from school to Mapa Street.
• Semi-plunged my left feet in a chocolate-chipped syrup black puddle while walking along Mapa Street. T__T
• Dropped by at an internet cafe (still with the muddy left shoe) with Regine.
• Home sweet home.
• Poured my feet with alcohol!!! Lol. XDDD

So I really owe Ate Kai and her site, twistedrumbeats.com, for stirring my blogger side.

It’s really stupid that I kept on making blog accounts before at any blogging sites (Xanga, LiveJournal, Multiply) and never put anything aside from stupid where-the-hell-did-these-came-from posts. So twistedrumbeats holds the record congrats, lol!.

Maybe because this one’s made by Ate Kai that’s why I keep on coming back and update it for the sake of not humiliating myself. But as I think of the real reason, I think I still go back and post here to assure Ate Kai that her effort and time and her trust for giving me a space on her site is being treasured and cherished.

Having me as one of her subdomains, she probably trusts me to give pontapair11 the twitedrumbeats title. So I’m really thanking Ate Kai for the trust.

So I’m going to stop my nonsense babbling before this post will be stuffed with cheese on top.

Now that pontapair11.twistedrumbeats.com has 25 (now 26 I’m really lazy at heart, you know. Sorriez.) posts and 75 comments, I am happily greeting Ate Kai and her site twistedrumbeats.com a happy, happy first birthday! I hope we can share many more years to come! *hands Ate Kai personally an ice cream with Jacob Black strawberry on top* Congratulations! And the cupcake with 9 (which shouts happy 2009, lol, palusot dot com) candles for her own site. Happy first birthday once again! : )

This day was so frustrating.

I’ve been so eager all my schooling life not to get a line of 7. But I got a freaking 79 for my Aral Pan’s fourth quarter grade. WHY IS THAT? I passed all the requirements, all the projects. Sir Dan’s projects were hard, I tell you. I really think mine was better than the rest (and I’m not bragging at all). But why, oh why did I receive a grade similar to those who gave no effort? My performance this grading was the same as last third grading. Sir Dan even announced our participation and I got 93 point something. I wonder, wonder, wonder. It’s just so unfair!

I didn’t eat lunch. I cried. I cried because I don’t know what to do. How will I tell my parents? For sure they will compare my grades with my sister. Again. Just like before. I’m really nowhere near my sister. I was never in the Node or Honor section all my high school life. But my sister was. I never tried my very best to be one of those people. But this, I am afraid to know: What if I exerted all my effort to get in the Node (or Honor section for that matter, since Node is just so high) class? Will I be one of them? Can I compete? Ugh. I was always in the general section. And I just blame myself. Blame myself for not aiming high. For not putting more efforts. For just being contented spending the rest of high school with the lower students. Lower students that’re discriminated by the teachers and even by our own schoolmates.

If only… If only I could turn back time.

And there’s this guy. He’s not minding his other friends. He’s not there when she’s also not there. I mean, his world shouldn’t just revolve around a person, right? Right. Because he doesn’t feel a thing when he’s not there. It’s always her he sees first. What’s in his mind is her, her and her. He’s stupid. He’s blind.

Sigh, sigh.

I was always in the second. I’m always placed in the second. I’ve never spotted a first (not in terms of medals at school, people, but!) I was never the first person someone would call when s/he’s in need. I’m always the optional one. Minor. Secondary. Never that important in one’s life.

It’s hard, you know. Being unwanted. It’s hard bearing these feelings. Feelings that will never be out on your system because nobody seems to listen. Nobody wants to listen. Nobody cared enough to listen.

So I’m not actually trying to sound like Matt here in some angsty fanfiction. It’s just that I feel the same way. But still, some fanfictions give Matt happy moments. But real life is different. So much more different.

*also posted at Blogger

I didn’t get a perfect score in English. The 100-item test in Aral Pan was very tiring, and I don’t even think that I did well. I was hanging out with Noriane at the canteen and spent moneeey. Oh Cream-O, Clover Chips and chocolates~, making us late for more than 30 minutes (and we both knew it) in our Math class. Then I skipped question number 2 in our Filipino quiz because I don’t have any idea what part of the story has Teoryang Eksistensyalismo. I don’t even know if my answers were correct. And there ARE still projects that need attention. Oh well.

But I’m actually happy. Haha.

Anyway, I’ll be talking about a certain boy. Hoi, hoi!~

We’re actually friends. Before. And maybe this present, too. But we don’t really talk now, unlike before when we were third years: we text, we chat, we talk over the telephone, we’re each other’s FF in friendster and there were few times that we go home together. He also made me something Photoshop-related for Valentine’s last year (which is still pending until now). He actually tutored me once in Math! Well, well… we actually say hi-hello now. But I tend to avoid him, because… I dunno. But in cases that we don’t greet each other, we’d just look at each other for a staring contest.

So why talk about him?

Just this afternoon, 30 minutes before Science class started, we walked passed each other. I said a monotonous hello first, then he said hello back. And then our forearms brushed each other. I’m giving you this though: the path was kinda narrow, so that brushing thing was absolutely possible, and he’s with he’s classmates too, so that made it sort of crowdy. But hello, there were sure enough room for our forearms, and I swear I saw his forearm (withing my peripheral vision) moved purposely.

So I don’t really care about that. I swear.

Moving on, I ditched Science class with Noriane and Raul (he doesn’t have TLE class). Then it rained heavily. Noriane said it was our punishment for not going to class. Haha. After that, our classmates asked me where we’ve been, and I told them Time to time, it’s healthy to ditch classes, you know? (Edward even said so!) And then they smacked me on my forearm erasing the said boy’s feather mark, lol!. T__T

So I sat at the stairs and Rommel was leaning his head on me since he wanted to rest. Then he just said out of nowhere that I was short. The hell?! I gave him a pout and he patted my head.

And then at the end of class, I had a good talk with Jessa (we were eating Nestlé Pinipig XD) and Regine. I talked with them about how I met Bianca. I also talked about my other forum mates. About me thinking that I found it impossible before to meet real friends through internet, but now I know that it CAN actually happen. And then I said I already miss my forum because it’s been already a month since I last posted a single thing and blablablah. I swear I’m going back there after finals!

Then just a while ago, my parents and I were discussing about my college course. AND FINALLY, I ALREADY MADE UP MY MIND. My first choice is AB Literature, second is AB Psychology. They already approved so I guess I’m already settled.

And yes, this has been a good day.

I forgot the complete event name because ’twas long and I didn’t mind, but my school bragged the overall champion. Yaay. We also have the biggest delegation straight for two days (Tuesday and Wednesday), what with our school just oh-so near to the competition site (Gaisano Mall).

There were lotsa HRM-related events (cake decorating, skirting, buffet and flower arrangements, carving, etc.) but I’m just going to focus bartending (separated into two categories: cocktail and mocktail). The boys were awesome, lol. There were flying bottles and shakers everywhere, and the music was awesome. One day before the contest, my lunch mates almost drooled (I almost did, too) since our school’s participants were practicing just in front of the canteen. Dee (our classmate in 3rd year), has a freaking six-pack abs. He’s smexy with the manly curve. Haha. Like smexy Mello. He won first for the mocktail-something. Osmund (also my classmate in 3rd year and who has a very talented, wonderful hands) also made the shaker float in the air! Yes, yes. He can do magic. When we were still third year, he even performed his magic at our classroom during my birthday. He also gives me free hand massage. Lol~ : ) But anyway, back to the topic, he (Osmund), didn’t apply his flying shaker thingy on the contest proper, he said it wasn’t allowed. Anyway, he won in the carving contest. Fairy and April won first for the cake decorating. Rommel and his buddy won second and third for the buffet designing. Then Jubel and Rachel, second, for the skirting. I don’t know what are the others names, so I’m not going to include them. *shot*

Ohh. It was fun cheering them. But it was also tiring to cheer for them when you’re standing. I also yelled. Haha. Really, really fun. XD

Before going home, I bought a Death Note lanyard (since the Death Note notebook that comes with a feathered pen’s pretty pricey - P350) and a Hot Fudge Sundae at McDonald’s with Gillian, Cristine, Angelo, and the others I don’t know.

Now off, people. ~ : )

It’s kinda cold right now so I’m in the mood to blog. : )

I’m happy, alright. Morning class was fun. Everybody was loud, but not noisy-loud type. I guess the weather has something to do with everyone’s mood, eh?

Anyway, I got the highest score in our Periodical Exam in English and also the highest score in recitation. And zomg! I participated (more than one time) in our Math class! Haha. I kept on joking “Ang galing ko” to my seat mate every after I answered the teacher’s question correctly, and she just laughed. Oh well.

Another anyway is that we had a fun activity in our Filipino class. It’s like What’s My Positive-Negative Trait. A random classmate would sign (without you knowing who signed on your paper because the paper will be counterclockwise-d many times) in your paper. I was so lucky that I was able to sign JDTthephucker’s paper. I tried to make my handwriting different and wrote klepto. Haha. I’m evil like that! XD This is what’s written on my paper:

~Words inside the brackets are my own inserted words, then words inside parenthesis are my classmates’ words.

For POSITIVE, I got:

• mabait [I actually got 3 mabaits O__o]
• understanding
• mahilig magbasa
• mahusay
• tahimik
• ok lang [insert a U smiley here]
• matalino, magaling sa English
• cute [2 cutes. I wonder what this word is doing on my paper!]

Then for NEGATIVE, I got:

• hindi namamansin (minsan)
• hindi nakikipagkapwa!! [smiley here] peace!
• may sariling mundo
• tamad [ouch!]
• mahiyain masyado!!

So there. Haha. A gay classmate got sipsip, a very big O.A., and a plastik on his paper. Noriane got a feeling which she really didn’t like. XD

Moving on. We didn’t have a class in Physics and MAPEH so few of us just talked about things that shouldn’t be talked by students inside the not-so-crowdy-part of canteen. It has something to do with homosexuals and their dirty doings. We also talked dirty “boy matters”. There were 2 gays, 4 girls (including me), and 3 boys. It was actually a fun talk. I kept on laughing because of the terms we’re using. Edison (gay, my lunch and go-home buddy) kept on saying “Favor man si Ariane sa boy to boy,” in which I’d always answer back, “Mas thrilling man kasi ang boy to boy compared to girl tsaka girl -laugh-”. I don’t really bond with the others that much but the conversation was ohsofun.

I was feeling very friendly so I said hello to Van. Haha. I think he was quite shocked(?). I dunno. XD But I guess I heard him say hello back. I also got a hug from Osmund (he’s the one good at drawing and he gave me lotsa Ryoma-kun sketches XD). My not-so-close classmate also lent me her Loveless manga. I was kinda shocked that she just shoved the manga in my desk. But yeah. ^^;

At 3pm, I got a text message from Nereid-kun-awesome. But it wasn’t really for me since it said 3 Floor OB no? How sad TT___TT Again, about 7pm, I received another text from him saying Nasan na kayo?? which was obviously not for me. TT___TT I actually texted back (ohyes. nagpaload ako XD) and said “Twice mo na nawrong sent. [smiley]” then he said that he was on duty and he has a classmate who’s name is Arianne and blahblahblah with Laters on the end of the text. And then I replied back that my name only has one N and said take care. AND AFTER LESS THAN A MINUTE, MY PHONE RANG. AND RANG AND RANG. Nereid-kun-awesome said that he’s keypad is apparently not awesome. So yeah lol.

And after that, I typed Monday-funday on the title box. : )

Holy gods. I no more know how to write a story, but, please oh please let me write even just one. I terribly miss writing and publishing it online. I miss reading reviews and I just miss everything about writing.

I swear I’m going to lose my saneness here. Hell, it’s driving me crazy! I just want to write a fanfiction, that’s all.

This is hell. This is torture.

I swear I don’t know what will happen to me if I don’t let this out right now. Least thing I can do is to slam the keyboard as I type this… just to ease my shaking nerves.

(Ate Kai, may I please use some swear words here? I really, really need this for the sake of my sanity. I swear I love you and your site and proof to that is the Team Jacob pin I gave you. *shot*)

So phuck.

JDT is a phucker. A kleptomaniac, thief phucker. He gets things that are not his and he’s just a plain, stupid phucker. I caught him stealing half pad of my classmate’s paper before. Some of my friends, too, think that he’s the one behind the “money loss” thing.

But hey, he’s a phucker for the very reason touching my things!

He’s a phucker for getting my printed fanfiction without my permission (which I really, really hate to the extremes!). He’s a phucker for getting the said fanfiction since last year and for telling that I gave it to him. He’s also a phucker for changing his statement to “Ariane gave it to me” to “Ariane dropped it so I picked it up”. He’s also a phucker because if I really dropped that fanfic (which I really highly doubt. The hell! My printed fanfictions are one of the most important thing to me, so I will never, ever drop it) he would’ve returned it to me right after (oh yeah. the whole class know that I bring these papers with extra small fonts called fanfiction). And he’s also a phucker for telling part of the class of what he’d read, and what he’d read was a Rated M Twilight Edward/Bella fanfic which was written for the Sexy Edward Contest at FanFiction.Net (he told the class that the fic contains lab and you-know-what, so I’m sure it’s one of THAT Sexy Anatomy Teacher Edward *oh! swoons at the thought*). He’s a phucker for NOT RETURNING MY FANFIC UP UNTIL NOW.

He’s a phucker, all right.

And I swear that he will really recieve some kick-ass revenge from me this Monday. I swear I will. I swear.

So yes. Bianca and I finally - as in finally - met. And I’m happy. Verily so.

The meet-up was kinda sudden. I went early to GMall, spotted that Twilight’s showing again (I was expecting the showing will be somewhere Feb), and bam! I rushed to a pay phone and called Bianca. I called at least three times on their phone before she woke up (the third call was, erm, about 12:30 pm).

Since our meeting place was at NBS, I read a manga (Afterlife) while waiting for her. She arrived at 2 and we hugged each other and blah! She’s kinda a fast-walker and it was kinda hard to keep up. Haha. We ordered Coke Float and watched Twilight. She was “Jacob. Jacob. Jacob,” and “Oh. Emmett,” when Jacob and Emmett appeared. And I was “Ohmygosh. Edward. Edward. Edward,” when Edward appeared. We were also whispering the lines so it was very funnn. XDD We hadn’t talked that much since we don’t know what to say.

One thing that ruined the entire thing was: MY DIGICAM WAS EFFING LOWBAT!!! I BOUGHT TWO BATTERIES BUT IT STILL WON’T WORK. UGH. So we just used her cellphone (just 3 or 4 pictures. sobsob. I was expecting my cam to do the duty, but it betrayed me. sobsob). And we ran (we were quite running out of time) to the girl’s fitting room just to take a picture! I told Bianca to grab any clothes so that we could have an excuse to use the fitting room. A saleslady told us that two persons weren’t allowed but we didn’t mind. It was sooo fun. XD

We hugged again really tight when we parted ways. And I don’t know how to explain the rest since I’m pretty overjoyed right now. And yes, I know my English sucks. Haha.

Next time (yes, definitely there will be a next time), I am so going to make the battery full. (:

I’m back with a lame title, I know. But this isn’t some sort of a Madonna-Justin song, mmkay? I just srsly have one minute to type things out before mama will catch me sneaking out and before I burst out, too.

So yes.

I just finished reading Eclipse last night, so I decided to why not read Breaking Dawn. The next thing you’ll read will be the reason behind this (nonsense and sort of empty) entry. (Wow. That rhymes.)

I was really ohmygosh-ing when I read BD page 47! Pachelbe’s Canon was mentioned in the book.

Pachelbel’s Canon.

Pachelbel’s Canon!

Yes, Pachelbe’s Canon (read previous entry to get a hint)! Rosalie played it on Edward and Bella’s wedding and I swear I didn’t even knew that until now! W-o-w.

There are actually different versions of Pachelbel’s Canon; my sister made me listen to the one used in My Sassy Girl, the orchestra-d version, and the three violins and cello. So now I wonder what would be Rosalie’s version like.

So yeah. Really awesome. Yaay. My one minute’s up.