++ mood: sickly-ish
++ music: The Way We Get By -Spoon

Rica's been my nurse since yesterday. I hate whatever I disease I had yesterday. Why, it's so horrible, they didn't even make a name for it! :P I was literally in bed the whole day. I couldn't get up till 8pm that night. It felt so awful! I kept wanting to take a bath but whenever I stand up, I get really dizzy, and really, the last thing I need is to faint in the shower. X/ I barfed all the food I ate that day, which is breakfast. I couldn't eat lunch and dinner 'cause I might barf it up too. Not a good feeling. So all I had was water-- and even that I barfed up. What the hell?? I lost like... five pounds. O.O Weird. I want to eat. TT.TT And Mama keeps bring up this yucky ginger tea. Ew. I was like ... Okae, if it'll help me get better. I drank like, three cups of that icky stuff, and ended up barfing it out! Freak, it did not serve it's purpose.

At eight pm, I could finally move without seeing dots before my eyes. I tried to test it out, so I went around my room, cleaning it and shit like that. So, after ten minutes, I decided it was ok, and so I bathe. X) Cleanliness is next to godliness.

Today, my stomach is still weird. Good food doesn't taste very good. Damnit. Where is the good food!

++ mood: aftermath of fright
++ music: amsterdam -guster

He called six times and I didn't pick up. How could I have forgotten to put it back on Marit Mode?! Frick, I saw the phone and I suddenly felt all cold inside. It was like for a moment time slowed down for the slightest bit then there's a numbness inside. I never knew how much I was scared of him till that moment. For the love of all things sane, he yelled the last time it happened! He yelled so much. I don't like yelling. I just don't.

But he didn't yell this time. He stayed calm and told me he was worried. Maybe he's like that because last time, he was wrong. He was wrong and he didn't say sorry. He feels guilt. He knows I'm scared. I just know it. I don't care if he knows it. I hope he knows it. I hope they both know it. I hope God sends them a sign and tells them to stop choking me.

In a few years, I'll be free.

++mood: incredibly sleepy and slightly embarrassed
++music: lulled to sleep by the sound of kuya's snoring. X/

I was in my boxers today. Girl boxers, mind you. The kind that's really short. I was just in my condo for god sakes, watching "Kate and Leopold." I love that movie so much! Now I have a dvd! Celebration. Anyway, I was watching it on my laptop, in the middle of the condo, in my girl boxers and shirt, when suddenly... Kuya comes in with his friend!!! Craps! I flung of my earphones and ran to my room right away to put on my PE pants I use for sleeping. I could head Kuya telling me to be decent. I was like, "hello! It's the condo." Then he was all, "I can go around in boxers, but you're not supposed to." It was in joking manner of course. Anyway, kuya's friend was there and he saw the whole thing happening before his very eyes! I blind you!

So after that, I was still watching my movie in the middle of the condo, only I had pants on this time. They were there too, on the same table I was on. So while I was all giddy for Leopold, Carl was trying to take a peek at the movie, asking me what I was watching! Then he got the cover of the cd and started scanning through the movies on it. There are EIGHT movies in one dvd! Isn't that AMAZING! It's like.. more than two.. Fuck, I was really amazed! But anyway, it was all, as he dubbed it, "chick flicks." I was trying to snatch it back, but he wouldn't give it. Damn my slow reflexes! He was like, "What's wrong? I've watched like.. four of these..." then he told kuya, "for a girl." Then he again said, "chick flicks, pare." I can't help it! I am a girl!! Then I reached out to snatch it for the third time and finally got it. That is thus the embarassing moment for the day.

I love Leopold! He is up there with Jack Sparrow.

++ mood: sleepy but don't wanna sleep
++ music: fan

I've just realized now, I have three masters. There's the:

Mastah : Jane
Mas-ter: Mykee
then the newest addition, though I don't know how it came to be
Mastar: Rica

Weird.
Anyhoo. I've been tagged.

Instructions:
1. The tagged victim must come up with 8 different descriptions of their perfect lover.
2. He/she needs to mention the sex/gender of their perfect lover.
3. He/she must tag 8 more people to join this game and leave a comment on their respective sites announcing that they've been tagged.
4. If tagged a second time, there's no need to post again.

Okae.

Description:
+ tall.
+ funny. someone needs to liven things up.
**but there are the few exceptions. Hans is a brooder. :D
+ plays a sport, preferably soccer. Not basketball please. Or maybe is artistic. Either artistic or athletic. Whichever is good.
+ plays the piano and guitar. Or maybe plays the violin VERY well.
**violins only sound good if played well. :/
+ has an eyebrow piercing. Must look good on him. No ear piercings.
+ cute. clean face. great smile. All of which fall under good-looking.
+ has a few cute quirks. Maybe a bit of an oddball.
+ has the smarts.

Gender:
whatelse, male.

That's that. Time to tag everyone else!

++ mood: pissed
++ music: some r&b music

Grabe. I hate what you did today. Insulting and fooling around like that. It's so not funny. Do you really think you're all that? Do you think that you're this perfect little boy who can see everyone's flaws?? Fuck you, you're not.

Ok, some people were in on the joke, but when it dies down and grows old, die down with it, ok? Just die and go to hell. It's not funny anymore. It's insulting. INSULTING. You think you're such a funny guy, don't you. You probably think you're smart and funny and clever. Well you know something. You're not. Not in ANY way close. You're the furthest thing from it. I'm so pissed off at you! Know when to stop, puta. Don't try and push it.

Go to hell. You're not funny.

SQUIRTING BUTTS AND TRIGSOL
++ mood: :/ <---whatever that mood is.
++ music: some music of Kuya's friend.

In chem lab, me and Czar chased Danilo around to squirt his butt with water! hahaha! Danilo was running everywhere, then ran outside. Hahaha! Tuloy, miss was telling us to stop. Haha. Then I threw a matchstick at Danilo 'cause he pushed me when I was standing on a freaking chair. -.- Miss saw me! Darn it.

Anyway, today school started off with TRIGSOL! Of my god! I hate trigsol! I was so stressed out, I felt so pissed. I hate trigsol. I hate it, I hate it. How the hell do they get that identities shit right?? Puta, I can't even solve one problem on my own without looking at some sort of kodigo! What the hell. Moral of the story: Never start your day with Trigsol. I don't understand the damned teacher! I don't know if I hate trigsol because of the subject or because of the teacher.

I have a headache.