One Tree Hill Theme Song: I DON'T WANNA BE

I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son
I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son
I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one
Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by a identity crisis everywhere I turn
Am I the only one to notice?
I can't be the only one who's learned

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

Can I have everyone's attention please
if you're not like this and that
You're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain, the crust of creation
My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone
And now I'm telling everybody

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me

I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I don't want to be... hey yeaaah
I don't want to be... hey yeaaah
I don't want to be

Sick of Being Sick

Did you ever wonder when you're sick how it feels being well again? Like it's been so long since the last time you felt okay? After my bout with the STD-sounding sickness last week I caught a flu. Now, I have scars on my back, my eyes are red and blotchy from my colds, my nose is running like crazy (...and I can't blow my nose properly...due to some recent events...), and lastly I'm losing my voice from coughing too much.

It's like wondering how wonderful life was when everything is falling apart. And then you wish you could turn back time or maybe even fast forward to the moment when you're over everything you're feeling right now.

I must really have a messed up immune system for getting sick this much! Although, I could always blame stress...

I don't feel pretty right now =(

OD on OC

After watching five straight episodes of The OC, I'm officially in love with Seth Cohen, played by Adam Brody. He's the comic relief of the whole show. I don't know what's so adorable about him... he's no Ryan Atwood (Brian McKenzie) but he's such a cutie!

It's all in the mind!

Psychosomatic: psycho refers to mind and somatic refers to body; the term psychosomatic means the mind making the body ill or illnesses which have been created physically within the body by derangement of the mind.

Paranoia: rare psychiatric syndrome marked by the gradual development of a highly elaborate and complex delusional system.

I have a friend who can convince himself that he has every possible disease out there...
He thought he had malaria.
He thought he had e coli.
He thought he had syphilis.
And he seriously thinks he won't live past 35 years old.

That's what I call too much brain action.

But I guess we all have our own paranoia. Mine are...
I think I have breast cancer. Doesn't mean I don't have breasts, I can't have it right?!
I won't live long enough to get married. Or if I do live long enough, I'll end up as the spinster Aunt. I'll end up doting on my nephews and nieces telling them stories of "the one that got away" and how I was so hot when I was younger everybody wanted me (... and since everybody else are dead or senile... no one will say otherwise).
I'm incapable of having children because of some weird illness.

Yes... I think it's too much brain action.

...if symptoms persist consult doctor. If there's no symptoms then we just have to live with it, right?!

LIBRA

Okay... so I don't really believe in horoscopes but my mom brought home this month's Cosmo. So, just for fun... this is my whole year forecast about career, lovelife, sex life, and more!

Libra girl is described as someone who loves life. Has tastes for finer things... and men know it (yeah right?!). Still, knack for small talk and ability to understand both sides of any argument put everyone around you instantly at ease.

Year ahead: Indulging in yourself -- You've spent too much time dealing with other people's dramas, but in 2005, the focus is on you (but had enough drama these past few months to last me a lifetime and you tell me there's more?!).

Single? (ugh! rub it in why don't you?!): Your seductive powers are screaming "Come and get me!". In the first half of the year, playing the field keeps you Palm full of the cell of some sexy prospects (where? where?). But in fall, Mars puts a man in you path who may foil your freewheeling fun... and make you finally ready to settle down (hah?! I wish!).

Attached?: A minor flirtation could balloon into a major mistake when your self-indulgent streak makes you think you can get away with anything this year (oh, shut up!). To avoid straying, focus on all the things you love about your steady.

Good Move for 2005: You're born negotiator, so ask for a raise or even a promotion... (maybe i should ask for a job first!)

Bad Move for 2005: You always weigh the pros and cons, but being wishywashy when you least expect it allows a rival to get the upper hand. So don't think -- act! (uh-huh... too much brain is bad for you!)

Libra in Bed: First, you set the mood with low lighting, yummy scents, and silky sheets. Then your slow, soft caresses and expertly drawn-out kisses keep you passion partners moaning for more (moan baby!).

Signature Sex Move: THE TEASE - Your start-and-stop love action ensures he doesn't explode until you are totally satisfied (oh, baby! behave!).

Best day: Oct. 21, 2005 -- amazing for luck!

I'm just wondering how much of these crap girls believe?!

It's NOT STD!

I'm still recovering from herpes zoster. No, it's not STD or anything! It's the same as the chicken pox virus but instead of getting it all over my body... it's concentrated on one area only. In my case, the lower back. It's from my first bout of chicken pox. It didn't all go away and some accumulated on my nerves and lay dormant... waiting to get reactivated. It's worse than the first one... which, by the way, I got when I was already twenty-years old. It was around January also, I was in my senior year of college. I remember I was in my immersion then. I had to commute all the way from Pakil, Laguna.

Like ordinary chicken pox, I'm still contagious so I'm isolated from everybody else here at home. It's more painful and I couldn't move or walk so much the first few days. There are some cases where permanent nerve damage happens. That's just great! Well, I wouldn't find out about it until it actually happens. The medicine is sooooo expensive too! Over a hundred pesos each tablet.

I'm not really whinny when I'm sick but really had a hard time with this one. I hate being stuck in bed the whole time.

Sometimes I really wonder why these things happen to me!!!

Self-Fullfilling Prophecy!

At a party last saturday... this phrase came up. It means if you say or think of something often enough, it will eventually come true. Sort of like, visiualizing your goal. So I'm thinking it right now and start with whispering it to myself. When I have the guts I'll shout at the top of my lungs!

Do you think if I say I want a cup C, my boobs will grow by next Christmas?!

My Very Own Sex And the City

The 315 Girls at the 2004 Christmas Party... tainted by two years in AIM! From left to right: Alisa, Tintin, Conci, and Jaraiza

The 315 Girls at the 2003 AIM Christmas Party  

Alisa

Go Alisa!

I have been living with Alisa for more than a year and a half. I've always thought God had a hand that we ended up roomates in this convent called AIM. I say this because we hit it off right away. No fights. No adjustment period. No tsk...tsk... behind each other's back. And when you've lived with someone in the same bedroom for more than a year, you kinda get used to each other's presence. It's a comfort hearing each other's alarm go off in the morning. Mine goes off first. But of course I turn it off. Then hers go off. Which she also turns off. Then we scramble off the bed fifteen minutes before class starts and run to the bathroom to take a shower. We kinda like the same stuff, another reason we get along well. We hate it if we sleep less than eight hours. We have to plan for our weekly wardrobe. We get cranky when we're hungry (although this goes for all the 315 Girls). We also love trashy, romance novels.

Now, she's leaving me. It's not that I don't want her to leave! I want her to leave! She got into the exchange program and she's studying in Copenhagen for a few months. She won't be here anymore for our graduation. But I'm happy for her and I'm actually looking forward to whatever escapade she'll encounter in Europe. My only wish is she finds her tall, hunky, smart jock that she's been looking for. I'll definitely miss her. The extra closet space doesn't compensate for her absence!

Thank you girl! Without you I won't pass LOB, MA, MACS, and Finance. But most of all... without you, my AIM experience won't be complete.

EntrepAsia Trip (Dec.12-16)

Night out at Dragon-I in Hongkong

Traveling in Maglev 

Shanghai Princesses with the Guru Prof. Morato 

Mental Block

It's not that I can't think of anything to say... it's actually having too much to say but no one to say it to.

My head is having it's own dialogue.

I'm tired of listening.