11:59 PM

I wish you said:

I'M PROUD OF YOU

, instead of:

NO. TELL THEM, THANK YOU, BUT I WILL NOT BE A PART OF IT BECAUSE MY PARENTS SAID SO.

Thank you for the 18 years of my life. You're the best.

My heart gut.

- :(

Long time no write

Hi.

I don't really know what else to say. I'm just pretty overwhelmed at the moment.

Today, I received an unexpected text message while preparing for a speech for my SPEECOM class. While I was trying to cram an almost two page script, my phone vibrated. I didn't want to be distracted, because I suck at giving speeches, especially in front of a lot of people. I have really bad nerves and a tendency to eat my words wasn't any help. But I whipped out my phone thinking it may be something important, or maybe I actually wanted the distraction.

I will never look at my phone- the bringer of the most random news- the same way ever again.

Still overwhelmed. Still nervous. Still need to calm down.

It's almost March, and for the year 2013 I've missed out on a lot of things. We really can't have everything. But for those things that we do actually get a hold of? Be sure to never let go or die trying.

Too blessed to be stressed.

Since it's been a long time since I've touched feelingsmithy, I've decided to mark the occasion.
Here's my speech from awhile ago. I wasn't able to say everything word for word, but I think I got my message across. A lot of people said my topic was interesting, honestly it was really gross.

Let's see what you think.


~


FALL IN LOVE WITH A ZOMBIE
By: Arielle Sindac

Good afternoon everyone, sir. My name is Arielle Sindac and I’m going to give a speech that will probably weird most of you out, because I will talk about the possibility of falling in love with this.

Yes. A zombie. If you really think about it, about the thought of falling in love with this? A corpse, the undead, if you ask me it’s downright disgusting. Can you just picture all that decaying flesh, or can you even picture going near something that’s already rotting? And not only are they way past their expiration dates, these zombies are also out to eat you. Creepy, right?

But the thing is Zombies are monsters. They’re in the same category as vampires and werewolves, but as far as types of monsters are concerned the two are actually more accepted nowadays.
Sure we’ve got vampires who glitter in the sunlight and werewolves with six pack abs. Let’s not forget that it’s the month of February and I believe that zombies, although scary monsters, deserve some of that monster-loving as well. They deserve the chance to be loved and to fall in love. And who knows, maybe under all that rotting flesh, there might be a heart, a beating heart that beats for you.

Anyway, back to zombies. They’ve actually gone a long way to being a part of pop culture. Hollywood has transformed what used to be witchcraft and voodoo to something that markets the horror genre. It’s scary, there’s this fear factor of being chased by hungry flesh-eating monsters. But recently, fiction has provided people with a new form of entertainment. Not only do zombies scare the pants off of people but they actually make people think about the future. What if the world ends in a zombie apocalypse? What’s going to happen? How will we survive?

This zombie invasion scenario has actually thrilled a lot of people. That maybe having zombies around wouldn’t be such a bad idea. Yeah, you may be fighting for your survival and may be humanity’s last hope. But I think the thought of being able to shoot and kill and use weapons has made the zombie apocalypse more appealing to this generation.

So in the likely chance that the world does end this way, I am here to give you reasons on why you should consider having a zombie as a future life partner. Think about it this way. It’s the end of the world, chances are there are less of you and more of them. If that’s what’s gonna come down, I suggest you start thinking of building a loving relationship with the undead.

Take note, this is for the adventurous, crazy types and not for the faint of hearted and those with weak stomachs.

So why are zombies a catch? Well…

1) You know they’re not after looks. .

-          SO to all those complaining about guys or girls who only pay attention to a person’s physical attractiveness, maybe you can give zombies a shot. For one, you know they don’t pay attention to your physique, but what’s inside. The sad part is, it might be literally.

2)      They have unchanging features

-          Once you die, your body just stops growing. SO if you pick a zombie mate make sure that they died at the right age and at the right moment. You don’t want to have a zombie missing par ts or has a knife coming out of his eye. Pick one with immortalized abs and a barely scared face.

3)      You’ll never have this fear of your love one dying

-          Face it he’s already dead. The undead. So no worries in that department

4)       You have your own personal bodyguard

-          Zombies are not only immortal but possess unnatural strength that matches their unexplained undeadness. So if you want to survive, you’ll need a partner that can smash other zombies and protect you.

5)      Zombies can help relieve your fantasies

-          And I’m not talking about sexy fantasies, I’m talking about romantic fantasies. You’ll want a partner in crime, in love and in life. And sometimes we’re all after those rebellious types and a zombie fits perfectly. Your friends and family might think you’ve lost your mind. And your zombie orientation may be frowned upon by society. It’s all going to be you and him/her against the world, eventually

6)      And lastly, the possibility of a zombie to love you back

If there’s anything I learned from watching and reading Warm Bodies, it’s that we may never know what does go on in a zombie’s mind-or what’s left of it. If they had higher cognitive thinking skills, we will never know because of their lack of speech capabilities. Like I said who knows, right?

So your zombie may smell like he hasn’t showered for years or he may have parts missing- these are things you can overlook. He isn’t Nicolas Hoult and he’s not perfect. No one is. But if you give it a chance maybe, just maybe falling in love with a zombie might even help it change back to being human.

So give the zombie a chance to be your valentine. Who knows, it might be that one thing you were waiting for.

- >:)

a drama llama in two parts

11:30 AM

I masterbaked this morning and just got back from delivering fifty cupcakes. I am now watching The Phantom Menace with the macho-est dude ever and freaking in because Obi-Wan looks so adorbz (I've been in love with his braid thing since childhood. That braid made me a woman). I don't think we'll be able to finish this. It's like I can't seem to finish things I want to really do these days. Also I am doing chores. As you can see I am on a multi-tasking frenzy. Being a ninja is amazing.

Will be leaving in a bit. It's still in a few hours, but I'm going to watch my brother dance with Indak for the Skechers Streetdance Battle Eliminations at Mall of Asia. I am such a stage sister but I swear to Gerard! My siblings are all amazing and fantastic dancers and I have none of that crazy dancing gene in me. I am such a dork when I try to dance. Try being the operative verb. I'd rather cheer for them like a crazy fangirl than breakdance. Might end up breaking something else. Like my neck. Or my pride.

Also will be fetching my parents from the airport later this evening. Me and my siblings have been home alone since Monday. It's weird. Was so used to not having a dad around for years and not having a mom around for three months. I think we handled it well better than expected. No house parties, no accidents- because we of the Sindacs have an uncool gene. Just me going home late and lola freaking out that I might be somewhere I shouldn't. Hmmm, I wonder what caused such a reaction...

Cajo is being a douchebag. I am the worst sister ever. I can only communicate with babies. Because babies and tiny children love me. When they become teenagers they become... an evil version of me. Me when I'm in a very, very bad mood. Or when someone calls me a "bully" and when I refuse to talk to him or acknowledge his existence.

Oh I am cruel.

~

11:30 PM

I wore my Boy Scouts polo today :> It looks real awesome. Also, I got to eat fries! Macho dudes are the best. Not only did he drive me to wherevs today, he also let me sleep throughout the whole drive to MOA. Man, the traffic was insane and I was sleeping like a baby. He was all, "Sa sobrang bagal parang dinuduyan ka narin ng kotse". It's when I have dudes like this around when I feel like a princess.

So Indak made it to eliminations. Le duh, it was obvious that they'd get in. What was surprising was that they got the highest score, beating Hataw and Airforce. I'm just really proud of my bro, and I have to give it to him. He was dead front and center throughout their routine and he got a lot of main stunts. It's such a big huge improvement to his performance from last year. Ahhh, it's great to be a stage sister. I think I need to make a new TEAM CYRIL shirt. My shirt from last year said, "I'm his sister. I have his number" printed on the back. I'm also a very embarrassing sister >:)

Got a lot of souvenirs from mom and dad's trip. I heart the boomerang I got and there's a kangaroo plushie that has adopted a koala. Have no idea how that happened. Will start using this really cool bag that has this ethnic design. It's so huge and colorful. I think it's going to replace my storm trooper canvas bag... oh heck to the no. Must look for that canvas bag, it needs moar Arielle loving. Also I have an XXL shirt, thank you dad for I heart over sized stuff. My favorite pasalubong was the lightsaber Ced got! It's blue and baby sized. It made me really jelly. Wish I was nine years old and suddenly falling in love with everything related to the force.

Tomorrow I have to clean my room.... One does not simply walk into Mordor, and that is how my side of the room has started to look like. I am swimming in clothes and bags. And mangas.

I have tried to clean. But I have no idea how there can be mangas under my bed, on my chair and on top of le desk. My bed is no longer a bed, for I cannot sleep in it. I tried. I have also bought sweaters for the sweater weather. And I have suddenly acquired a love for silk shirts with these crazy designs. My brain is all over the place.

Oh, how I'd give my left lung to be able to draw like a pro and take out my tear ducts and donate it to people who wouldn't abuse it so. I miss...

...you. Who are you, really?


- >:)

Arielle 101: I'm Such A Sad Excuse For A Girl

Maybe it's the macho arms, or the ninja way. Or could it be because of the not!lola glasses? Ooh ooh! It's got to be the hair that changes every month even without a haircut, that's got to be it. I'm sure it also has something to do with being so weird that it cannot be comprehended. But whatever it is I'm sure anyone has the makings to become a dude that's part girl. If Arielle Sindac can- you can too!

Here is a tutorial on how to get your emo on, be able to not care about what people think (but on the inside cries because of  the haters), forever stay in the level uncool, and give people the finger with such ease and confidence. It is advised that you be of legal age and that you are a girl to do this. Because if you are a manly man man, you may just be Spencer Smith (you are given instructions to please marry me). If you are a dude, then this will not give you pogi points- I swear to Gerard. Trying to copy me might result to failing, something that happens on a daily basis in the life of part girls. Dude's sensibilities are actually more fragile than to that of a part girl's, so you might not survive. But if you really are desperate to be like a ninja: follow at your own risk! You have been warned.

After this tutorial, you will be made of awesomesauce and win, carrot sexiness and ninja skills. Use all that you have learned wisely, and maybe you can change the world. But remember, world domination always comes after making others happy and people you heart even happier. That's the ninja way.

~

HOW TO BE A DUDE WITH GIRL PARTS

1. TRADEMARK EMOTICONS

The use of >:) at the end of every sentence is a must. It is like adding a copyright at the end of a brand name. This emoticon is your symbol, they will use this when they flash your name in the night sky as a beacon of hope for the downtrodden. Like a signal that will call you in times of need, when the police and even Batman cannot handle the situation- you are called to take their place, because hey! You're a ninja, and a ninja's work is never done. 

Another emoticon used by part girls is this :I. It is used to indicate that the person using it is either annoyed, sad, not amused and pissed. If you want to tell the world that you are beyond the land of pissed and have reached the mountain of kick your face mad? Then use this >:(. If you want to look cooler than how uncool you already are, how about you wear shades? Like this guy >B(. Now he looks super fly.  

2. COMEBACKS

Q: What's up?

A: The ceiling >:) 

Q: Are you alright?

A: Are you?>:)

Notice how they all end with the trademark emoticon. Even in verbal communication should this emoticon be heard when you open your mouth and words come out. You are supposed to be clever. Or at least try to sound like you are. Witty comebacks cannot always come to you, because you are of the uncool level. But you can always try. You are also allowed to be as random as possible in order to avoid fail situations and more opportunities to be embarrassed. 

Please take in mind that you should always try to not reveal something stupid about yourself. Because these things backfire, and they backfire at you. And slam into your eye, and you need four eyes to be able to see.

3. BAD LIAR

Yes, you cannot lie. You are like a magical sitar, a magical sitar that can only speak the truth. BUT! There is a loophole to this. Ever heard of "fake it 'til you make it"? 

Well, first off, you aren't lying technically. You're just changing the way you talk to people. Especially, when you feel uncomfortable in telling the real truth. It's really hard to understand, but you'll get it. If you don't get it and ask, "Oh, maaaan. How am I supposed to learn this shizz?"- then I am sorry to say that you are not capable of following the next steps. You can turn back and die a slow painful death. I kid. But you have to be more creative and stubborn than that. Not backing down because you dare not bruise whatever ego you have leftover is what being a part girl is all about. How do you think you got to pass off as a dude? With your pride. Le duh. Well, sort of and the fact that you are very insisting when it comes to having your way. 

Be creative and twist things. You aren't lying, you are but avoiding saying the complete truth. Do this and you can pass any obstacle that comes your way. Whether it be about your whereabouts to your parents, to make it to class on time or to protect the heart.

4. YOROZUYA LIFESTYLE

"Odd jobs" in Japanese, but as a ninja you can use this as an entirely different meaning. Be well-rounded, a jack of all trades if you wish. Knowing a lot of things makes you more interesting. Also this can help you branch out and be flexible to certain topics and new ideas. You also know how to do really cool stuff that not everyone knows how to do.

Where you can create paper monsters with nothing but a pair of scissors, colored scrap material, glue, and a whole lot of guts and patience. When being asked to make boxes of cupcakes a day is answered with a "YES, PLEASE. How many are you ordering? Oh, 7 boxes? Okay, see you tomorrow". How going against dudes during a soccer match will have dudes shake your hand, saying lovely things such as "great job, keeper"- even if your team didn't win. Or you can do needlework. Even if it's not that good, you can still have a lumpy ninja carrot unicorn baby as an end product. Maybe being a yorozuya means you're good with your hands. Jazz hands and funky fingers, baby.

Also being a yorozuya like Gintoki seems so much fun. You have naturally wavy hair and carry around a wooden sword. He isn't a ninja, but samurai's are cool too. His bushido code, his way of the samurai, is to live standing tall until the day he dies. I also have adopted my own bushido, even if I am a ninja. Bushido sounds cool. Sorry ninjas.

So drink more strawberry milk and save people lives. Don't forget to walk your giant alien dog and fight evil with nothing but a sword made of wood, guts and two sidekicks.

5. MACHO

It may be the arms and the thighs of Hulk proportions (splitting of the seams because these
"Christmas hams"... are huge), but mostly it is all about the guts.

When you fall, you pose and pretend it's a position to strike an enemy, and then you pick yourself up. Even if you cut yourself from having to do needlework, you suck it up and put colorful band aids on the wounds. (Having bandages makes you even more of a ninja, like having arm accessories. To strike fear in your opponents hearts, and look cooler than you actually are. Why do you thing Sasuke makes a show of having bandages? Besides trying to hide the "I love Naruto" tattoo he has, but it's what he wears like a model strutting down a catwalk. It makes him look fierce.) When you lose your beloved Domo kun, you cry inside. But you handle it with all the manly guts you can muster. And try to not sob over the fact that your e-purse couldn't be accessed, so you had to fork over cold, hard cash. Oh, Domo.

So yes, be macho. Be macho mucho if you must. It's like having an aura, your aura of machoness.

6. CATCHPHRASES

Here are a few that you can use in order to stay uncool. These is said in online convos and real life ones as well. Do not be afraid to show who you really are and to speak your mind. And to speak with these in your vocabulary:

"LE DUH"- used when you want to say, "Dude. Come on. Duh." The 'Le' part makes you sound even more uncool. Keep saying it anyway. It's better than making so much effort to slide your palm down your face.

"DYOSKODAAAIII"- used when you feel a face palm coming from being annoyed. This is the only accepted Filipino swear to be used. It sounds bad enough when you say it.

"GRAAAABEEEE KAINIS"-said when annoyed, but amused at the same time.

"NEVSMIND"-a shortcut to nevermind. Same rule replies to different words (i.e. pangit-panksss, gwapo-gwaps, whatever, man-whateves, man). Cut the word and add in the extra 's'.

"I KID YOU NOT/I KID, I KID"-said when serious, or when you want to say that, "No, your hair does not look bad. IT LOOKS WORSE. Theeeen you add the "I kid, I kid", You'll figure when to use this soon.

"IT'S OKAY. DON'T CRY."-said to comfort people, it sort of makes light of a situation, but can also express that you are serious. It's in the way that you say it that defines whether you mean it mean it, or if you just say it to sound cool.

"GOOD FOR YOU (, BRAHH)"-said when there is nothing left to say. See # 5 for comeback ideas, but other than that, this is what you use.

"OH MY GERARD/SWEAR TO GERARD/IN THE NAME OF GERARD"-do not use the name of God in vain, so I chose Gerard Way to save my spiritual life as well.

"TOUCHE TO YOUR ASS"-goodnight in Arielle speak

"I AM A NINJA"-the perfect excuse. For. Everything. Most fun thing to answer when people ask who you are, or to explain yourself. You go straight the point.

7. 11:11
You just wish. Or cross your fingers. And then wish really hard, wish really hard girl! So very, very hard it would feel as if you were trying to push out a shooting star from in between your butt cheeks. Worse than a Thousand Years of Death/Pain.

Don't worry, if you don't make it during 11:11 PM, there's always 11:11 in the afternoon.

What do you wish for? World peace? That the Philippines gets to be # 1 in the world? That you can find the strength to make a lot of people happy and that you don't give up on trying to make people feel that someone out there loves them and wants to be happy? Even if virtual potatoes get thrown at your virtual smiley for your effort- you know it's worth it. Part girls rules because you can ninja sense that that person is trying so very hard not to laugh like an idiot. 

8. OBLIVIOUSITY

Sometimes ninjas are too ninja for their own good. They're too busy doing missions and trying to make people happy, that they do not always mind their surroundings. Sometimes they don't even notice something THAT important until it is a slap to the face. Or that other people actually have the same mission, but towards that sad, oblivious ninja.

It may take months for the ninja to finally go, "Ohhhh. Now I get it". 

This is a weakness that can be fatal to you. But being oblivious is not your fault, you just don't know what's really up unless it's literally, ALL UP IN YOUR FACE. Your face. It is fatal in terms that you can get a sneak attack, or you can hurt people without meaning to.

Obliviousity is sort of similar to being slow. It's okay. You need to slow down so you can find your target, right? Being a dude that's part girl, ninja skills will not be on 24/7. There will be times when chakra levels are low so you can get distracted at times. Or tired.

But never admit that you got pwned in being a ninja. It will just make you an even easier target for your rivals, arch nemesis and bad guys. Also just say, "1-0 for Arielle". Don't forget to make it sound like you're doing the >:) face.

9. BULLETPROOF HEART

A ninja has no heart, but when a ninja is accidentally born with one it is made sure that it is a heart that has been made bulletproof.

Training can help strengthen this, but pure guts can enhance the heart. Unfortunately, the modern ninja has too much girl feels. Sometimes it refuses to be a carrot and stay emotionless. A drawback of being a ninja carrot mermaid. 

It's okay. Don't cry.

10. THE GIRL GUYS DON'T FALL IN LOVE WITH

Crushes come and go to you. And falling in like comes once a year. But true love may never exist.

In real life there is no Christian to when you are Satine, there will be no Sasuke if you were Naruto, and there certainly will be no Flame Princess if you happen to be a thirteen year old hero who just got his heart broken by she-who-must-not-be-named (I'm talking about you PB, you heartbreaker you). 

That is the sad truth we dudes that are part girl have come to accept. The truth hurts, but we can only grin like there is nothing wrong and hold back manly sweating from the eyes. People do not fall in love with the weirdo. There may come a time when a sad sad victim will come your way, and "fall" for thee. The only problem is you know that there is no fake happily ever after that you can give. 

Be ready to face a life of foreveraloness. That is what your crushes and like likes are there for. You are at least entitled to be kilig like everyone else. You're a dude that's part girl for Gerard's sake- you're a person. You're a normal human being with feels and emotions that go astray. So it's okay, it too shall pass. The person will have been hit with Confusion, with side effects that will lead to the person believing that he has a "crush" or has "fallen in like" with a ninja. This is but a matter of being hungry and mixing up heart guts with actual guts. As a ninja you must keep a calm face, expressionless. 

People make mistakes, and their mistake was thinking your love and attention was something else. As a person, you understand that people are lonely and sad most of the time. You have taken it upon yourself to be the one to make them happy without asking for anything in return, and they repay you with awkwardness and messed up everything. You must understand that your weirdness is just so weird that you have already mind whammied people without really doing anything. Having people say that they "like" you is not something you will believe. Because you know that in truth they really don't.

Le sigh.

11. MISSION IN LIFE

Part girls are stubborn, giving up on people is not an option. As ninjas it is our sworn duty to help others. We are supposed to make people happy, we are supposed to make people we heart even happier. We put our wants and needs aside to allow others to feel special and feel wanted. 

Remember! You are not doing this to "fish" for compliments or for your own benefit. All this is done to  see that other people can laugh and feel that someone out there loves them. People have been known to take this to heart, and assume that this mission of making people happy is a basis that they should start having feels and start having a "crush" on you. What is the meaning of this word? To squish? 

This is dangerous, but you must soldier on. A ninjas work is never done. Making people happy comes first. There is no time for love and all those silly things.

Well, maybe there is. But the sad, unfortunate truth is that insecurities will always come first. Oh, this truth has made this carrot sad. Silently weeping manly sweat from my eyes.

Touche to your ass.

- >:)

Adventurin': homie style

Last Thursday night, I thought that after getting my school shizz together, passing my last project for the term, I originally thought that on Friday I'd be spending another morning with my babe and then going karaoke with a lot of cool people.

But then I woke up in the morning and felt sick-ish. Sick... ish. I wasn't sick, or sick sick. Just sick-ish. I was getting there. It was so weird tho. 'Cause I've been sleeping earlier for the past few days. Usually, I'd stay up past midnight because I can't sleep. My body was as weird as me. I woke up and felt like shizz, so shizzy that the thought of eating bfast was so disgusting to me. When has food ever been a turn off in my life? 

So yeah. Had to cancel going to Taft yesterday. Didn't want to be a killjoy to the coolest people in the planet. Decided to just get the school shizz together, which was the last project I'd have to pass for the term, and see what productive thing I could make out of my Friday.

And then I remembered, I was supposed to get new glasses for the next term. I've had my lola!glasses since December of last year, because I broke my hipster!glasses when I was doing a handstand. Yeah..

Was supposed to get new glasses, and I thought I could also use this as an opportunity to hang out with one of best friends. Last week, we made awesome plans that involved watching a movie and helping me pick out glasses, buuuut last minute she had to back out. I was ready to go alone when I figured all my beffies, best grrls, babe, BAMF, and EYTCHPIIII were busy, or doing school related thingies, or at Boracay, or KTV-ing with cool people or being somewhere doing other cool things.

And then I realized I had a homie.

So I text him this: 

CARL?? ARE YOU KTV-ING? Y/N? If ever you say N, will you be able to do the ff: 

1. go to trinoma

2. take pictures

3. help me pick glasses

4. tell me if I look like an idiot or a lola

REPLY ASAP 

And you know what he does? He freaking flips a coin to see if he should accompany or not. Sheesh.

Okay, it's not like I was forcing him to go with me or anything. But it was his duty as a homie to help a homie. And as Jake the Dog once said, " Homies help homies". Boom! 

So how did we become homies? 

Well, he was one of the finalist from the DJ Hunt and get this. During the first day we started asking for votes, he got like 600 likes in one day. I shizz you not. And then he adds me on facebook and this is the first thing he ever said to me: 

Okay, so maybe our awesome homie-ship started out with his fear of me getting moar likes than him, but we're cool. He treats me like the dude that's part girl that I am, and I treat him like how someone who's 10 days older than him should.

And isn't it just like, whoa that we have the same godmother? We're both born on July? Aaaand we applied for the same thing? Our similarities just shows that the universe is conspiring something, I can tell. 

So yeah, this was going to be a homie day spent with this douchebag. He literally was responsible for helping me pick out the right pair of glasses. The glasses for my future children! How will the father of my unborn babies love me if I look like a lola? It's a legit reason to get glasses okay (also my eyes are my only secret weapon, and I have proof that it is. It makes hearts stop and guys compose sonnets about my eyes. Okay, I kid. But it was in a letter, so that counts).

I wish I had photos of the other pairs I tried on. But I wasn't ninja enough to get past crazy salesladies who attach themselves to you as soon as you step foot inside a shop. First stop was at People Are People and there were these really cute, Harry Potter-looking glasses that I really wanted to get. But Diego says, "It makes you look like Hedwig." Gassshh, these were actually the pair of glasses I really wanted. But since his opinion mattered, we had to go to shop after shop. There were chunky yellow ones, but were too small for my face. Black thick rimmed square ones that looked off when I wore them. Until we finally went to a'postrophe, which is one of my fave shops ever, because BAMF made it possible. And there are just too much fun shizz that goes on in that shop when the two of us are together.

So where were we... a'postrophe.

It was actually a quick stop here compared to the other stores we checked out. I really hearted these chunky nerd glasses that covered my face. Actually, I freaked in when I couldn't find the glasses on display, luckily there was the brown version of the glasses I wanted hanging on a rack. I tried them on and Diego was all, "Okay naman". Sheesh, such a guy. Well, better than Hedwig. Asked if they still had ones in black, and they were like, "Meron pa po" and inside I was all, "YESSSSSSSS"

So I got my glasses, next was making them usable. I mean, I get how a lot of people use glasses as accessories nowadays. It's cool, you get to change frames every week if you've got a collection like some people I know. But the sad thing is if your glasses are like a part of your body already. I really can't function without glasses. I already lost my lola ones for almost a week, and I had to use even worse lola glasses. With the wrong grade. That made me look so ugleehh than I already am. 

So why The Optical Shop? Connections, that's why. If you're related to the person who knows someone and this someone has something to do with glasses? Le duh. Discounts! >:) Also Diego took my pictures here. ALSO, he is a certified a cam whore. Sheesh =))

 Not lola! glasses :D

Getting my eyes checked! Also can you spot Diablo? :>

 Cam. Whore.

Then we had to bum around for like an hour and something minutes, because I wouldn't be able to get my glasses until around 2:30 in the afternoon. I promised Diego that I'd feed him if he accompanied me, since I know he was running low on moolah and all. And come on, what are homies for, right? For the free food! >:)

 This is Diego's sad looking chicken fillet. 'Tis but a nugget =))

 I get a feelingMarcy shot :> I'mma vampire!

Gaaaashhh, I don't even remember what I was doing in this picture. All I know is when I was eating fries meant for two people, I was just making kwento of my dark scary past. This kwento involved me sharing about my Seven Evil Exes. Also he's got homie rights, so he even got to know what their initials were, with me having to draw them out on a tissue. Which he used so I couldn't even take a picture.

So I know I'm really comfy to be with, a reason why I seem to hang out with moar dudes than girls. Being literally one of the dudes is sort of a blessing in disguise. I mean, here's the thing I know I can be awkward with who I am, but with dudes? I never felt awkward interacting with them or having to step it up or look girly just to impress them (this is different when it comes to dudes I like and that I'd literally dress up just to confess to that person. Oh dear lord, what am I doing with my life), even if I came from an all girls school. Plus the fact that I have brothers. And it's cool that dudes find it okay to hang with me. Also due to the fact that there are perks of being a dude that's part girl- it's that you get how guys think. Or so I like to over-think and assume sometimes. But sometimes it's not always fun and whatevs, I mean I have feelings too. So if there are times when one of my H3O bros take me for granted, or treat all the other girls like actual girls but turn around and look at me and say, "Lalaki ka naman eh". Well, my fault for proclaiming to the world of my bisexuality. But yeah. Respect.

I get "lectured" by a dude who's supposedly 10 days younger than me. In a McDonald's booth. And it was cool that I get to listen to what goes on in a guy's head. That sometimes it's not always about girls, girls, cars, boobs, cars, workout that goes on in their heads. Guys are human too. Except for Diego, who apparently is part cyborg. 

To kill more time, after we were done with fries and emo kwento I dragged him to Timezone. I have a thing for instant pictures and I really heart the photobooth machine they have here. I have a lot of pictures with my BAMF and recently even got photobooth sticker pictures with my Asians. I think it's time I also had one with my homie

Right next to the photobooth was this:

I think if there was a way to carry this, and I'm talking about the whole arcade machine, and bring it home?  I would've done it. I'm dead serious! Avengers plushies for the win. Still wished they had an Iron Man plushie. But if they did I bet I'd be forcing my hand up the flap and trying to steal one instead of wasting money trying to win one =)) I am so weird.

Still not yet 2:30! Which meant we'd just go around Trinoma, get sort of lost because I had no sense of direction aaaand which meant we'd get moar food.

 Check it out it's Diego's look alike!

2:30 and we're back at The Optical Shop. I really couldn't contain how excited I was to get my glasses for realsies this time. The Before and After pictures really showed how lola my old glasses made me look, and how my new ones made me look like awesomesauce, win and the ninja I really am>:) Boom!

 Diego annoying me by tightening my boot's laces! Gaaahhh!! Not cool dude. 

(Also he's wearing the bracelet I gave him. I plan on giving him moar, 'cause he- like me, idolizes singers from bands. He plans on filling his arm with bracelets and as a homie I plan to help him and his collection)

BEFORE

 AFTER

 Look at how happy I am? I think I shed a tear

Spent the rest of the time going around Trinoma, again. We played arcade gamesss, we got lost, we'd go inside random shops, we looked at notebooks at Powerbooks (Diego made fun of my height by showing that I couldn't reach the top shelves), check out the toys at Toys R' Us (me freaking out over the Ben 10 toys and the bubble stuff in the store), and most of the time we were going around I would be all dance-y whenever I remembered that, "Oh hey! I have cool glasses and didn't look like a lola anymore! And maybe my future husband will notice how beautiful and heart stopping my eyes look!"
I know secretly my homie was thinking, "Why am I with this weirdo who does not look like a lola anymore?" and wanted to say out loud, "I don't know this person! Why she's hyper it may be because of her not- lola!glasses she's got on!". Yes, I can read people's minds >:) Ninja skillzzzz.

 Boom! Caught on camera! >:) Also he's wearing pink underneath Jake the Hoodie >:))

 Weh. Diego, weh. I know I'm short okaaaaay :I

I spy the permanent smolder of Diego >:))

 He knows what this means >:) Homie secret

 IT'S ARIEL! THEY JUST GAVE HER A RIBBON AND DYED HER HAIR BLONDE. THAT IS NOT "DAISY" >:(

 BUBBLESSSSSSSSSSSSSS 8D <----- Arielle's face when she saw the display. I kid you not.

I bought bubbles for Monday :> I heart these so much

I know Diego couldn't stay forever, so we got two last pictures together, and I brought him to the MRT station. Since I was a responsible homie, one that was 10 days older than him (will never stop rubbing that in his face) it was my duty to see that he won't get lost on his way to the the station. And that he won't get kidnapped. Since that would be just sad. 

I was really thankful that he went out of his way to accompany me. Homies help homies, and I know if  I ever end up riding a bus to Caloocan I know this douchebag will wait for me and save my life. And give me the finger because of my stupidity. So yeah. Thank you so much homie for putting up with me >:D< You made a sick-ish person feel a little better. And hyper. Also, I know he'll die of an anxiety attack if he doesn't see me, so in a way this was like a favor>:) (Somewhere, someone is thinking these very words, "FEELER ALERT". I know it's you Diego)

 Because I was missing someone who hearts pandas so much :( Didn't get to see her today.

When I got home I couldn't help but admire my glasses, really heart how they were not lola!glasses. For my future children's sake I will wear them everyday. And when my future husband looks me in the eyes, his heart will stop and my eyes will go BOOM! and yeah. Confetti everywhere and really cool rap music as our theme song plays in the background. Yes, my eyes are that amazing. Just say yes.

 What I wore today: hobo + emo + geek + not lola Arielle >:)

So the term officially ended today, and okay the next one starts four days from now. But I really liked how my first term of my second year went. I've never been so busy, I've never been more active and involved in something I really want, and I've never made so much plans and hung out almost everyday with people I just met. Really overwhelmed and thankful for the people who made this term memorable and worth it. Still hoping I can prove myself worthy of all that's been happening, also was really inspired to be a better student. Next term definitely, I will turn my geek on and even sit in the front of the classroom. I'm that dead sure of doing my bestest and wearing my game face on.

For now, I'll enjoy the days of over-sleeping and moar food. Just too blessed to be stressed at the moment.

- >:)

p.s.

Missing something so bad. Please don't hate me, it's real hard to explain the gravity of what I've just done. Oh, Monday.