++ mood: annoyed.
++ music: How good can it be. The 88.

Erg. Damnit. Would you please stop it! I don't like it when you do that. This is like, the third time you've done that. Or was it the 4th... What the hell is the matter with you! It freaking annoys me. And here I was thinking this was going to be a good blog. But you just had to ruin it, didn't you. What the heck is the matter with you? I didn't even give you permission to do that. If you think for one minute, its nice, think again. It really is not. I mean, get a clue. Is it not that damned obvious it's annoying the hell out of me? Jesus.

Ok, anyway. I went to mi'highschool yesterday. It was nice. I saw Rica in her study mode, which isn't all that study-ish to begin with. We had a conversation about something I saw, when I stopped by her classroom the second time. It was like:

Me: Dude! I saw -----. She has emo glasses!
Rica: I know!
Me: It's like... your glasses!
Rica: I know!
Me: She has your glasses!
Rica: I know!
Me: It's freakish.
Rica. I know.
Me: Okae. Meet you in the library. Don't forget. Library.
Rica: Okae.

++ mood: -_-
++ music: Over My Head. Fray.

I finally finished my Engalge. Not really sure if it's all stuck up there. I think I still need to review the first part. It's still a bit blurry. n(n-1)(n-2)...(n-k+1)/k! is equal to the numerical coefficient. |x| > a then -a>x and aOk. I shall list what do I know.

Rectangular parallelipiped.
SA = 2ac+2bc
TSA = 2(ac+bc+ca)
V = L.W.H

Cube.
SA = 4a squared.
TSA = 6a squared
V = A cube

Rt. triangle.
Area = 1/2 bh

Oblique triangle.
Area = Squareroot(s)(s-a)(s-b)(s-c) where in s= (a+b+c)/2

Arg. I'm going insane. Ok. Continue!

Trapezoid.
Area = 1/2 (b1+b2)h

Parallelogram.
Area = ... shit.
ok. Area = bh

Sector of a circle.
Area = 1/2 Rc or 1/2 Rsquared Theta

Ellipse.
Area = Pi. (semi-major axis)(semi-minor axis)

Parabola.
Area = 2/3 ld

Prism.
SA = perimeter of cross section x length of lateral edge
TSA = SA + area of two bases
V = bh

Cylinder
SA = 2 pi r h
TSA = 2 pi r h + 2 pi rsquared)
V = pi rsquared h
Ok. wala lang.

y =a sin(bx-c)
|a| = amplitude
period = 2/b
|c/b| = phase shift
if c>0 then shift to the right.
if c<0 then shift to the left.
division of period = period/4

* sin starts: 0 - max - 0 - min. x axis first.
* cos starts: max - 0 - min - 0. y axis first.

.jump to engalge.

sum of roots. r1 + r2 = -b/a
product of roots. r1+r2 = c/a.

ok. whatever. That's enough. My head hurts. Gah. Brain-buster. freak.

I Like Chocolate Milk

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

++ mood: incredibly amused
++ music: Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends dialogue

I know it's so lame, but I like Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends. It's so amusing. I thought it was another weird cartoon show for little kids, but my sister made me watch an episode on the internet, and I swear, it's the most hilarious cartoon I've ever watched. Hahaha. I now use it for background music. I can't help it. It relaxes me.

Smile like You Mean it.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

++ mood: Recovery
++ music: Smile like you mean it. Killers.

People want me to get a one. But then, I don't think this is a thing to be rushed. I would like to think that as a first, it would be perfect, or close to perfect. And of course, perfection is never rushed. Perfection lasts for a long time. Not necessarily forever, but for a long time. I just want it to count. You know. Like-- mean something. I don't want it just for the sake of having one. I want to want it. Besides, I'm not really desperate. I can wait. It could take years, but you know, whatever. I'll wait.

No one over Eight is Allowed in the Moon Bounce

++ mood: slightly relieved, slightly annoyed
++ music: She's the Man dialogue

My mom stopped by today. Thank god I left cello's the time I did. When I arrived, after fifteen minutes, my mom rang hte doorbell. I was in the middle of cleaning the bathroom. God, I told my mom to stay out of the bathroom 'cause I was cleaning it, and she got all weird saying she's going to clean it tomorrow naman. I got pissed off. It was the way she said it. It was like she was saying, "what the hell?" Jesus. She complains I don't clean the condo, and when I do, she goes around acting like that. What?? I was like, fine, I just sat down and played on my laptop while she went around fixing the condo.

.. My butt's numb.

To hold the Mystery and Just look at Me

Monday, August 14, 2006

++ mood: a bit sad-ish
++ music: Laguna Beach Song.

I just watched the ending episode of Laguna Beach Season 2. Gah, it's so sad and so hanging. That's why I feel a bit sad. I wish Jason and LC had gotten serious. Stupid Jason. I was like, hoping he'd beg for LC's forgiveness. .. Stupid Jason.

Anyway, there was a big ass cockroach in my room today. I saw it just right after kuya left for god-know's-where. It was so big! Freak. I screamed. O.O I couldn't help it. I hate cockroaches. Of all the things I'm most scared of cockroaches the most. And I don't know why, because, you know, I'm like a thousand times bigger than them. But still. I think I finished half a spraycan of baygon because of that stupid cockroach. It was just too big! the floor and my walls and my table was soaking in fricking baygon. Good thing mama bought the no scent baygon. I. HATE. COCKROACHES. In my head, I was praying that someone heard me scream and would come to my rescue. Then I was like, if only I knew someone on my floor. TT.TT

Forget that you're old before you get too old.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

++ mood: Whatever.
++ music: Chasing Cars. Snow Patrol.

It's part luck, part smarts. Oh well. Karma's a bitch. Sorry buddy boy.

When I speak I cross my fingers. Will you know you've been deceived?

++ mood: relaxed
++ music: Demons. Guster.

Just came from a good nap. X) Good news, my head has finally stopped thumping. I drank up my vitamins last night and airborne this morning. I thought I was going to be a bit sick today. I just didn't feel right yesterday. But anyway. That's then and this is now.

Ok. Need to go. Having Engalge in fifteen minutes.

Smile big for everyone even when you know what they've done

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

++ mood: annoyed 'cause my head is in pain
++ music: Lights and Sounds. Yellowcard.

I passed my Quiz 2 in Trigsol! I really thought I was going to fail. I mean, I left a whole page blank. Then when Miss checked it, she commented on my blank page with a "So?". Bah. I couldn't figure the problem out. So sue me. I couldn't figure out any problem in Part III for that matter. So you can imagine my relief. I really don't want to repeat trigsol. Plus I don't really need my dad breathing down my neck, telling me how to study and putting up more rules so he can make sure I study.

In any case, I have vented out my happiness on my sister. And now, I have vented it out on blogspot. XD

The right side of my head hurts. Really badly. Stupid thumping head.

Clubbing at Ponti

Sunday, August 06, 2006

++ mood: woozy. a bit car sick.
++ music: Chasing Cars -Snow Patrol.
For the first time ever, without family there, I went clubbing till 1:30 in the morning. Ok. I know that's still early, but you have to admit, it's improvement. I had nothing to wear at first. I went to the condo with one skirt, a pink blouse, and a fancy white spag, which was a just in case thing. I really planned to wear the skirt and pink blouse.

Then kuya comes in and says
Kuya: Is that what you're wearing??
Me: Yea.. what's wrong with it? O.O
Kuya: You look like a nun.

(ok, in my head I am thinking... it's a mini skirt. how could I possibly look like a nun?)

Me: Ok, fine. Pick something for me.

... And then after a long LONG time of rummaging through my cabinet and making me wear stuff ...

Kuya: I'm sorry Marit. I want to help you. I really do. But you have nothing here.
Me: O.O gah.

Then I remembered I had the fancy white spag. So I showed it to him. Finally. I had something to wear. He was like. "Much better."

Later on, I meet kate, jane, and vernon at ponti. Vernon was like. "You look like a girl, today! Good job, good job." (--.) Let it be known I AM a girl.

Gak, the book I wanted to buy today at powerbooks wasn't there anymore. Damnit. Powerbooks was on sale pa naman. I was like, looking forward to buying that book for like the past week. I didn't have money to buy it last week when I saw it. I am officially broke. As in, I need to stop with the shopping sprees for a while and start saving again. I even have a whole strategy planned out in my head. So, one third of my allowance will go to food. Another third will go to my weekly shopping stuffs. And the last one third, I shall keep under savings.

Oh, before I asked papa if I could go, I was asking Rica if she thought papa would let me go. She said she doesn't think so. (--.) So when I asked papa, imagine my shock to know I could go. But he was like, "Just till one ha. Don't stay long there." -.- Then he sent kuya topet to freaking chaperone??? jesus christ.

So I told Rica:
Me: Who's going out tonight? -dance dance-
Rica: -shakes her head- I hope papa and mama know what they're doing.
Me: O.o So if you were my parent, you wouldn't let me go?
Rica: ... No.