Tententenennn!
My year was composed mainly of first time things that I have done. Some of those things were exciting, overwhelming, and some were crazy and foolish. But imprudent as they may be, I do not regret any of them. I am happy that they happened, because I wouldn't know which are right or wrong if not for them! As what they always say, learn from your mistakes and grow.
Except from the legendary 101010 and the tragic hostage taking in Manila, below is the list of events that had made an impact into my life (not the other’s nor the country’s). I do this ever y year (2008, 2009) to thank God and everyone who made them possible. Hooray!
- Passed UP College Admissions Test (UPCAT)
- Graduated as the Batch Valedictorian and delivered my “dramatic” speech (as what I call it)
- Received two PGMA awards; awarded as the Essayist of the Year and Best in Math
- Had a reunion with elementary friends (1st, 2nd, 3rd)
- Made my Twitter account and received a lame reply from Sam Concepcion but, ah, it was amazing!
- Got hooked with “Hunger Games” and Peeta Mellark and his breads
- Made my Tumblr blog and posted anything from Harry Potter to Y-U-No-Guy
- Another two customized notebook
- Registered as a Samsters Clique Clan member (07 February 2010)
- Grew my hair longer
- Gained new friends in College
- Strutted my stuff (if any) on a runway with those shaking feet
- One year with my blog (14 July 2010)
- Read "Percy Jackson and the Olympians" by Rick Riordan series
- Sang in front of my block mates and professor in a Filipiñana costume
- First outreach program for NSTP
- Learned how catty College can be
- Became a total bookworm and movie buff once again
- Attended Candy Fair 2010 and met Elmo Magalona, Nelsito Gomez and Ryan Bang
- Felt the exhilarating high of bungee jumping
- Five years as a Samster
- Attended Sam Concepcion’s kiddy party and met Elites and co-Samsters
- Loved Jay Sean, Fleetwood Mac, A Fine Frenzy, Chris Brown’s “Graffiti”, Michelle Branch, Young JV, B.o.B, and Hey! Monday
- Wrote a short love story "Teenage Dreams" (still on the process)
- Earned my unos in several subjects
- Made it to the Dean’s Lister for my very first college semester
- Had my first full bangs / Yeah, I bang! I bang!
- Met Sam Concepcion in person for four times this year (1st&2nd, 3rd, 4th)
- Became a productive daughter and student in any way
- Stayed single but happy
- Stayed healthy and alive
My 2010 was very fortunate. I am looking forward to another equally, or maybe more, fortunate 2011. Have a Voldemort- and Jejemon-free year, everyone!
A Very Potty Christmas
So yes guys, it's Christmas. Have you noticed? I heard some of us can't feel the spirit of Christmas, yet. But nevertheless, it's Christmas! And I'm writing this post three and a half hours before the holiday. I just want to greet you a very perry potty Christmas (Yes, Perry the Platypus of
Phineas and Ferb and
Harry Potter together)! But really, I don't know what to put here... so maybe I'd just copy and paste the things that I posted in my
tumblr blog.
It doesn’t matter what gifts you have gotten — or have not gotten — as long as you feel the spirit of Christmas, then all will be well. The birth of Jesus Christ is the most valuable gift we had received in the first place, so why bother fussing over gifts? Share some love. Happy Christmas!
That’s Severus “The Half Blood Prince” Snape of
Harry Potter, btw. (
Photo Source)
And the angel said unto them, “Fear not! For, behold, I bring you tidings of great joy, Which shall be to all people. “For unto you is born this day in the city of David A Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
– St. Luke II
Posted some photos that I took inside our rest room. Tahaha! POTTY Christmas — GREAT.
Happy Potty Christmas everyone! I hope Momma Weasley will send us all her hand-knitted sweater, and Hagrid would make his Treacle Fudge for us. Enjoy the Christmas dinner in the Great Hall! Let’s #spreadlove and #stopthehates. Let's all give Voldemort a hug. I love y’all.
Have a happy Christmas and a prosperous New Year! God Bless you and your family.
Love and Treacle Fudge,
Faye ♥
Stop the hates
Hello everyone! I'm sorry if I haven't been blogging about personal things so much. I was very busy and, all right, all right, I was lazy. So what's up with my life? I'm currently enjoying vacation. Though all I really do was to read, and procrastinate, and read again. I have nothing much to do so I am just reading and reading 'till my head hurts and my eyes pop.
Have you already installed the new Facebook profile thing? If you haven't done that yet, oh please do not! It's not worth it. I personally don't like the new look. The tag photos are too exposed; the About You part is not easily accessible. It's a bit of a hassle. But if you dare, then install it. I'm envious of the users who still haven't changed their page.
Anyway, what do you think of the Paramore issue? About the Farro brothers (Zac and Josh) leaving? I hate it, too (I am having so much hate this season). Like, what the hell? Why leave, guys? I am starting to like their songs and fall in love with Hayley Williams... and then I get this? That's crap. But here's what they (left members of the band) have to say:
"A couple of months ago, Josh and Zac let us know they would be leaving the band after our show in Orlando last Sunday [December 12, at the House Of Blues venue]. None of us were really shocked. For the last year it hasn't seemed as if they wanted to be around anymore. We want Josh and Zac to do something that makes them happy and if that isn't here with us, then we support them finding happiness elsewhere." (Source)
But it's still too sad. I'm imagining what my friend slash ex band mate slash ex boyfriend's reaction is to this announcement. I bet it's not good.
So yeah. Sorry if this post is full of hate and sadness. I'd post a "happy" one next time. Advance Happy Christmas! xo
I was fly
New Year's Resolution 2010: A Recap
- Continue our story telling sessions. (The school changed librarians like legit, so our plans were trashed. Sigh.)
- Wear a Serena-/Blair-/Jenny-inspired dress for prom. (I don't know if it was Gossip Girl inspired. Whadya think?)
- Graduate with honors. (I did! I did! Amazing.)
- Best in Computer award. (The school didn't include Computer Wizard award this year.)
- Top 10 NCAE. (I was on the sixth spot. Not bad.)
- Spend summer in Naga. (I did. It was fun and boring, at the same time. My summer was too long.)
- Reunion with elementary friends. (Was that a reunion? Yeah, I think so.)
- Another item on my wardrobe. (Ironically, I'm fortunate to study in a school with no uniforms, so I utterly needed to have lots of clothes.)
- Take piano lessons. (I was lazy to start. And no one was able to teach me.)
- Sport a longer hair. (I never had a haircut. Ha!)
- Fab first year! (Was it fab? Don't know, not sure.)
- Join a club (Glee, Ecological, Theater, Writers') (I joined Theater and Writers, but they're not very... active. Yes, the club itself.)
- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows movie tickets. (I watched with my best friend.)
- The Twilight Saga: Eclipse movie tickets. (Too.)
- Attend Candy Fair 2010. (I went with my college friends. The best fair!)
- Monthly Candy Magazine issues. (Not interested anymore.)
- Grand Conference with anyone. (Too busy.)
- Dean's Lister. (They said I was. I'm not sure, though.)
- Make money. (I spend all of my savings. Bummer.)
- Meet co-Samsters and Elites. (I had met some of them, through SCC and Sam's party.)
- 'Pop Class' album. (I still haven't got one! Ha. Sorry, Sam.)
- Own a high-cut shoes. (Pony, let's get it on!)
- Concert tickets (if any). (There weren't any concerts.)
- Annual Christmas party. (Was changed to Sam's birthday party.)
- Read 'Hunger Games' and 'Catching Fire'. (Yes, finally! I had because of Zandro and Fully Booked. Thanks guys!)
- Start with my "Happiness" Scrapbook. (Too busy. Not creative, yet.)
- Gift for family and friends. (Can I give love? Ha.)
- Never Die. (Thank God.)
I've got nothing to say. Ah, I'm just sad that I haven't started my 'Happiness' Scrapbook, and that Vanessa Hudgens and Zac Efron called it quits. They were so perfect, oh my God, why Zanessa?
Fall Into Me
Dear Guy,
I hate you. I hate how your eyes seem to spellbind me. I hate how your smile makes me utter words that are regretful and that shouldn’t be said. I hate that I always think of you,
think of us. I hate that you’re always the main subject of my daydreams. I hate how I easily get jealous every time I see you with other girls. I hate myself for always checking your Facebook wall and your tweets just to know what you’re up to. I hate the fact that it’s the only thing I can do. I hate that I don’t get to see you frequently – and I hate how I get tongue-tied whenever I see you,
of all moments! I hate how envious and green-eyed I become when I see how happy your friends are when they’re with you. I hate the impossibility that I can be one of them. I hate that I get hopeless every time it happens. I hate the truth that the only way we can be together is through my
dreams – and I hate that I have to wake up from those illusions. I hate that my dreams are merely dreams. I hate the truth that they will just be figment of my imagination,
never reality. I hate that you can easily make me smile when I’m down. I hate that I find your shallow antics ridiculous, your face mesmerizing. I hate how your simplicity fascinates me. I hate the reality that there’s no way you’ll ever know about this, about what I feel. I hate myself for feeling this way. I hate myself for still hoping.
I hate that you exist. I hate you,
really.
But I love you. I love how your eyes seem to spellbind me. I love how your smile makes me utter words that are regretful and that shouldn’t be said, because these words make me remember the moment everyday, because these words make those instances unforgettable. I love that I always think of you,
think of us. I love that you’re always the main subject of my daydreams. I like how I get easily jealous every time I see you with other girls, because it makes me want to like you more. I like how I always check your Facebook wall and your tweets just to know what you’re up to. I hate the fact that it’s the only thing I can do, but I like doing so, because I’m taking small steps to get to know you more. I kinda like that I don’t get to see you frequently, because they say absence makes the heart grow fonder – and I find it funny how I get tongue-tied whenever I see you, because you amaze me a lot! I like how envious and green-eyed I become when I see how happy your friends are when they’re with you, because it makes me want to try harder to be one of them. I hate that I get hopeless every time it happens, but you give me hope and that makes hopelessness inconsequential. I love how we can be together through my dreams – and I know that I have to wake up from those dreams, because waking up means there's another hope to hold on to. I love that my dreams are merely dreams, because I believe that we can be
more than my fantasies. I am hoping that they will be not just figment of my imagination but also reality. I love that you can easily make me smile when I’m down. I love that I find your shallow antics ridiculous, your face mesmerizing. I adore your simplicity – it fascinates me. I am hoping that you’ll know about this, about what I feel, in the right time. I love myself for feeling this way. I love myself for still hoping.
I am happy that you exist. I love you,
really.
a woeful & chaotic diary since 071409
Tententenennn!
My year was composed mainly of first time things that I have done. Some of those things were exciting, overwhelming, and some were crazy and foolish. But imprudent as they may be, I do not regret any of them. I am happy that they happened, because I wouldn't know which are right or wrong if not for them! As what they always say, learn from your mistakes and grow.
Except from the legendary 101010 and the tragic hostage taking in Manila, below is the list of events that had made an impact into my life (not the other’s nor the country’s). I do this ever y year (2008, 2009) to thank God and everyone who made them possible. Hooray!
- Passed UP College Admissions Test (UPCAT)
- Graduated as the Batch Valedictorian and delivered my “dramatic” speech (as what I call it)
- Received two PGMA awards; awarded as the Essayist of the Year and Best in Math
- Had a reunion with elementary friends (1st, 2nd, 3rd)
- Made my Twitter account and received a lame reply from Sam Concepcion but, ah, it was amazing!
- Got hooked with “Hunger Games” and Peeta Mellark and his breads
- Made my Tumblr blog and posted anything from Harry Potter to Y-U-No-Guy
- Another two customized notebook
- Registered as a Samsters Clique Clan member (07 February 2010)
- Grew my hair longer
- Gained new friends in College
- Strutted my stuff (if any) on a runway with those shaking feet
- One year with my blog (14 July 2010)
- Read "Percy Jackson and the Olympians" by Rick Riordan series
- Sang in front of my block mates and professor in a Filipiñana costume
- First outreach program for NSTP
- Learned how catty College can be
- Became a total bookworm and movie buff once again
- Attended Candy Fair 2010 and met Elmo Magalona, Nelsito Gomez and Ryan Bang
- Felt the exhilarating high of bungee jumping
- Five years as a Samster
- Attended Sam Concepcion’s kiddy party and met Elites and co-Samsters
- Loved Jay Sean, Fleetwood Mac, A Fine Frenzy, Chris Brown’s “Graffiti”, Michelle Branch, Young JV, B.o.B, and Hey! Monday
- Wrote a short love story "Teenage Dreams" (still on the process)
- Earned my unos in several subjects
- Made it to the Dean’s Lister for my very first college semester
- Had my first full bangs / Yeah, I bang! I bang!
- Met Sam Concepcion in person for four times this year (1st&2nd, 3rd, 4th)
- Became a productive daughter and student in any way
- Stayed single but happy
- Stayed healthy and alive
My 2010 was very fortunate. I am looking forward to another equally, or maybe more, fortunate 2011. Have a Voldemort- and Jejemon-free year, everyone!
A Very Potty Christmas
So yes guys, it's Christmas. Have you noticed? I heard some of us can't feel the spirit of Christmas, yet. But nevertheless, it's Christmas! And I'm writing this post three and a half hours before the holiday. I just want to greet you a very perry potty Christmas (Yes, Perry the Platypus of
Phineas and Ferb and
Harry Potter together)! But really, I don't know what to put here... so maybe I'd just copy and paste the things that I posted in my
tumblr blog.
It doesn’t matter what gifts you have gotten — or have not gotten — as long as you feel the spirit of Christmas, then all will be well. The birth of Jesus Christ is the most valuable gift we had received in the first place, so why bother fussing over gifts? Share some love. Happy Christmas!
That’s Severus “The Half Blood Prince” Snape of
Harry Potter, btw. (
Photo Source)
And the angel said unto them, “Fear not! For, behold, I bring you tidings of great joy, Which shall be to all people. “For unto you is born this day in the city of David A Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
– St. Luke II
Posted some photos that I took inside our rest room. Tahaha! POTTY Christmas — GREAT.
Happy Potty Christmas everyone! I hope Momma Weasley will send us all her hand-knitted sweater, and Hagrid would make his Treacle Fudge for us. Enjoy the Christmas dinner in the Great Hall! Let’s #spreadlove and #stopthehates. Let's all give Voldemort a hug. I love y’all.
Have a happy Christmas and a prosperous New Year! God Bless you and your family.
Love and Treacle Fudge,
Faye ♥
Stop the hates
Hello everyone! I'm sorry if I haven't been blogging about personal things so much. I was very busy and, all right, all right, I was lazy. So what's up with my life? I'm currently enjoying vacation. Though all I really do was to read, and procrastinate, and read again. I have nothing much to do so I am just reading and reading 'till my head hurts and my eyes pop.
Have you already installed the new Facebook profile thing? If you haven't done that yet, oh please do not! It's not worth it. I personally don't like the new look. The tag photos are too exposed; the About You part is not easily accessible. It's a bit of a hassle. But if you dare, then install it. I'm envious of the users who still haven't changed their page.
Anyway, what do you think of the Paramore issue? About the Farro brothers (Zac and Josh) leaving? I hate it, too (I am having so much hate this season). Like, what the hell? Why leave, guys? I am starting to like their songs and fall in love with Hayley Williams... and then I get this? That's crap. But here's what they (left members of the band) have to say:
"A couple of months ago, Josh and Zac let us know they would be leaving the band after our show in Orlando last Sunday [December 12, at the House Of Blues venue]. None of us were really shocked. For the last year it hasn't seemed as if they wanted to be around anymore. We want Josh and Zac to do something that makes them happy and if that isn't here with us, then we support them finding happiness elsewhere." (Source)
But it's still too sad. I'm imagining what my friend slash ex band mate slash ex boyfriend's reaction is to this announcement. I bet it's not good.
So yeah. Sorry if this post is full of hate and sadness. I'd post a "happy" one next time. Advance Happy Christmas! xo
I was fly
New Year's Resolution 2010: A Recap
- Continue our story telling sessions. (The school changed librarians like legit, so our plans were trashed. Sigh.)
- Wear a Serena-/Blair-/Jenny-inspired dress for prom. (I don't know if it was Gossip Girl inspired. Whadya think?)
- Graduate with honors. (I did! I did! Amazing.)
- Best in Computer award. (The school didn't include Computer Wizard award this year.)
- Top 10 NCAE. (I was on the sixth spot. Not bad.)
- Spend summer in Naga. (I did. It was fun and boring, at the same time. My summer was too long.)
- Reunion with elementary friends. (Was that a reunion? Yeah, I think so.)
- Another item on my wardrobe. (Ironically, I'm fortunate to study in a school with no uniforms, so I utterly needed to have lots of clothes.)
- Take piano lessons. (I was lazy to start. And no one was able to teach me.)
- Sport a longer hair. (I never had a haircut. Ha!)
- Fab first year! (Was it fab? Don't know, not sure.)
- Join a club (Glee, Ecological, Theater, Writers') (I joined Theater and Writers, but they're not very... active. Yes, the club itself.)
- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows movie tickets. (I watched with my best friend.)
- The Twilight Saga: Eclipse movie tickets. (Too.)
- Attend Candy Fair 2010. (I went with my college friends. The best fair!)
- Monthly Candy Magazine issues. (Not interested anymore.)
- Grand Conference with anyone. (Too busy.)
- Dean's Lister. (They said I was. I'm not sure, though.)
- Make money. (I spend all of my savings. Bummer.)
- Meet co-Samsters and Elites. (I had met some of them, through SCC and Sam's party.)
- 'Pop Class' album. (I still haven't got one! Ha. Sorry, Sam.)
- Own a high-cut shoes. (Pony, let's get it on!)
- Concert tickets (if any). (There weren't any concerts.)
- Annual Christmas party. (Was changed to Sam's birthday party.)
- Read 'Hunger Games' and 'Catching Fire'. (Yes, finally! I had because of Zandro and Fully Booked. Thanks guys!)
- Start with my "Happiness" Scrapbook. (Too busy. Not creative, yet.)
- Gift for family and friends. (Can I give love? Ha.)
- Never Die. (Thank God.)
I've got nothing to say. Ah, I'm just sad that I haven't started my 'Happiness' Scrapbook, and that Vanessa Hudgens and Zac Efron called it quits. They were so perfect, oh my God, why Zanessa?
Fall Into Me
Dear Guy,
I hate you. I hate how your eyes seem to spellbind me. I hate how your smile makes me utter words that are regretful and that shouldn’t be said. I hate that I always think of you,
think of us. I hate that you’re always the main subject of my daydreams. I hate how I easily get jealous every time I see you with other girls. I hate myself for always checking your Facebook wall and your tweets just to know what you’re up to. I hate the fact that it’s the only thing I can do. I hate that I don’t get to see you frequently – and I hate how I get tongue-tied whenever I see you,
of all moments! I hate how envious and green-eyed I become when I see how happy your friends are when they’re with you. I hate the impossibility that I can be one of them. I hate that I get hopeless every time it happens. I hate the truth that the only way we can be together is through my
dreams – and I hate that I have to wake up from those illusions. I hate that my dreams are merely dreams. I hate the truth that they will just be figment of my imagination,
never reality. I hate that you can easily make me smile when I’m down. I hate that I find your shallow antics ridiculous, your face mesmerizing. I hate how your simplicity fascinates me. I hate the reality that there’s no way you’ll ever know about this, about what I feel. I hate myself for feeling this way. I hate myself for still hoping.
I hate that you exist. I hate you,
really.But I love you. I love how your eyes seem to spellbind me. I love how your smile makes me utter words that are regretful and that shouldn’t be said, because these words make me remember the moment everyday, because these words make those instances unforgettable. I love that I always think of you,
think of us. I love that you’re always the main subject of my daydreams. I like how I get easily jealous every time I see you with other girls, because it makes me want to like you more. I like how I always check your Facebook wall and your tweets just to know what you’re up to. I hate the fact that it’s the only thing I can do, but I like doing so, because I’m taking small steps to get to know you more. I kinda like that I don’t get to see you frequently, because they say absence makes the heart grow fonder – and I find it funny how I get tongue-tied whenever I see you, because you amaze me a lot! I like how envious and green-eyed I become when I see how happy your friends are when they’re with you, because it makes me want to try harder to be one of them. I hate that I get hopeless every time it happens, but you give me hope and that makes hopelessness inconsequential. I love how we can be together through my dreams – and I know that I have to wake up from those dreams, because waking up means there's another hope to hold on to. I love that my dreams are merely dreams, because I believe that we can be
more than my fantasies. I am hoping that they will be not just figment of my imagination but also reality. I love that you can easily make me smile when I’m down. I love that I find your shallow antics ridiculous, your face mesmerizing. I adore your simplicity – it fascinates me. I am hoping that you’ll know about this, about what I feel, in the right time. I love myself for feeling this way. I love myself for still hoping.
I am happy that you exist. I love you,
really.
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Already several months had passed, and I am missing
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry more and more each fleeting day. There are just some things in life that we can never forget – especially that something that had given us knowledge, skills, strong relationships and a second home. I am glad that everything in the magical world is now at peace, since Voldemort (yes, I can now say his name; no need to be afraid) had died. I had secretly admired Tom Marvolo Riddle (Voldemort’s birth name) though, because of his intelligence, passion and love for magic. Wasn’t he very clever to think of and conjure his seven
Horcruxes to preserve his life, or form a clan of
Death Eaters who were very loyal to him and would give up their lives just for him to succeed? Not everybody can acquire that much loyalty from people these days. I do not, however, admire him for the way he had carried out all of his plans. He had a good agenda, his means just weren’t morally right. But he still is one of the darkest wizards of all time… and let’s leave it that way.
Oh, for all those who are baffled of what I’m saying here and who the heck I am, my name is
Christine Faye Ordas, and I am an alumnus of Hogwarts. I came from the bronze-and-blue-clad house of the smart ass witch Rowena Ravenclaw and her dictum
“Wit beyond measure is a man’s greatest treasure.” And yes, I know the wonderful Luna Lovegood (she’s such a darling) and Harry Potter’s first crush Cho Chang. I had just left Hogwarts last May. Right now I am trying to pursue a career in magical researches, literature and writing. It’s my dream to inscribe intellectual books, publish and sell them in
Flourish and Blotts for the future Hogwarts students’ use. I am also planning to credibly write for the
Daily Prophet, the magical world’s primary news bulletin. And of course, I will be very much honored to contribute to Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood’s
Quibbler (hence, my interest in magical researches). I have always found the Lovegoods a fascinating family, and I bet working with and for them will be very exciting. Or maybe, in Merlin’s beard’s time, I can write legends and bedtime stories like the famous – and wickedly brilliant – Beedle the Bard.
And that’s how my life goes these days. I am utterly missing my old school, my friends, the Great Hall, the bronze eagle knocker just outside the Ravenclaw common room, Professor Flitwick (the head of our house), Hogsmeade, the Quidditch matches (although I didn’t actually play for the house), the moving portraits, the castle ghosts, the pumpkins on Halloween, the giant pine trees on Christmas, Rubeus Hagrid’s (Hogwarts’ gamekeeper) tea and treacle fudge – even the crabby Argus Filch (Hogwarts’ caretaker) I miss. Maybe I can visit the school grounds sometimes and see how the magical world’s been doing since Voldemort died (I’ve been spending my months in the muggle world, you see). I’ve heard everybody’s been moving on and starting all over again; the ministry is back on work under Kingsley Shacklebolt; and Harry Potter’s scar haven’t been disturbing him since.
All is well, indeed.
And because of that, we should celebrate and drink firewhisky! Oh, I still don’t drink firewhisky; I can take butterbeer or tea or pumpkin juice – just not firewhisky, please.
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