i'm still twenny two and irritable

I have exactly 29 minutes to start and finish this entry before I finally say goodbye to, erm, another year. Hah.

I do know I have to grow up soon, like, in 27 minutes because I can't get away with childlike-ness anymore. There are things one has got to stop doing at my age. I mean, people get my opinion for weddings. I don't think they'd appreciate a Hannah Montana rock star theme.

Last weekend was spent at a bridal fair and it took all my grown-up-acting powers to convince couples that I can help make their wedding byutipool. Whaduyuknow, I'm not in sales but I did close deals. This got me thinking and I realized, hey, I'm in the wedding industry. I can revolutionize it! Bwahahaha!

But that's not my story.

When you're young and you have a bright future ahead of you, the least of your concerns is reasoning out with older people, who presumably have better sense than you do. But when an old geezer gives you the evil eye for not understanding your answer to his question, your blood boils and you try to be calm but can't help but give him the you-have-got-to-be-the-world's-oldest-moron. Naturally, he'd think you were being disrespectful. Well I think respect is earned. Buffoons who don't understand simple instructions should be outlawed from wedding fairs. This is supposed to be a happy place, bitter old man.

That's out. Whew. Been bottling that up for five days now.

Ohkaaaay. Me in the wedding industry. Coolness. If I had my way, I'd tell everyone who wants to get married to think twice before walking down the aisle. You won't believe the types of people you meet at bridal fairs.

a) the This Is My Parents' Wedding couple. Either momma or daddy foots the bill that they get to decide on motif and floral arrangements or we've got uberly obedient kids. Sometimes, I want to bang the couple's heads and say, this is not your mom's weddddding!!!

b) the May I Browse Your Packages So I Can Secretly Haggle With The Other Caterer. It's the oldest trick in the book. As if caterers will bid over just one wedding. Please.

c) the Oh My Goodness Free Food type. Gather all your family members for a reunion to someone's food tasting event. That helps.

Waaah! Eight minutes. I don't mean to sound rude or mean (well, fine, maybe I do a little) so I'm cutting this short even when I have plenty other things to say. Hay. In seven minutes, I will cease to be this way. I will be kinder and peaceful. And more understanding. Six minutes. Perhaps get a new set of wardrobe and re-market myself, haha. I'm taking the whole month off work and re-align my goals and aspirations. Five minutes. Stay a couple of days or so in Sagada (finally!) to breathe in clean air and get away from all these aging situations. Four minutes. I'm a lousy typist. Soooo bagal. For the record, I will still look forward to Camp Rock and other Disney Channel Original movies. Three minutes. I think 23 is a good number. I'm still hoping I'd retire by 25 so I can see the Lord already. Two minutes. Maybe I'll take writing courses and singing lessons. Who knows? Maybe I can still sing for Disney. Harhar. One minute. Homaygahd! This is it pansit. No turning back. Everyday with you Lord is sweeter than the day before. Thank you for another year. Thank you for everything. Forever I will sing, forever I will be with You.

Yey me! happy THE XARIS day.

23 lessons and then some

A lot of kids my age have probably gone through so much experiences than I ever did in all my twenny three years. And they would probably not want to be called kids.

I may have little encounter with profound life-changing situations and little understanding on how this 'life' thing works but I've been around for two decades; I'm sure I squeezed something out of it. I'd like to believe I'm not a waste of oxygen in this green and blue marble.

And sure, I have not the slightest on life's essentials (things a person will have to go through at least once in their lives) like falling in love or breaking a heart or wearing a cast after falling off a tree and breaking bones. Things like that. No, falling and breaking is not the theme of this blog.

I'm not exactly the best person to talk about growing up pains and life crises so I'll just make a rundown of the lessons I like to remember when life threatens to take the best of me. Which isn't really a lot, haha.

1. Never cut up images from National Geographic magazines. I learned this too late. I was in high school and we had a project. I used my uncle's collection of Nat Geo for reference but when I saw the pretty pictures, I knew I had to cut them up and include them in the collage. Bad move. How was I supposed to know those magazines are like, whoa? At least I got an A.

2. Never shoot a pencil up your nose. Especially if the pencil has an eraser at one end. It was probably the worst afternoon of my life at seven years when the eraser got stuck in my nose and I couldn't sneeze it out. My yaya kept telling me to 'singa' but I didn't know how coz I was panicking. It eventually got out but I was damaged emotionally already.

3. Building administrators do not honor Barbie club membership IDs when you present it in business attire. No amount of make up and corporate threads can fool security guards when they demand for identification. Is it my fault it's the only ID I had at the time?

4. You will eventually make your dreams come true. It doesn't have to be at the exact moment you dream it, but it will happen. If it doesn't happen, you really didn't want it enough.

5. God's holiness needs to be taken seriously. One thing you must remember about the Lord is that He is first and foremost holy. He takes sins seriously. And no matter how sound your justifications for your actions are, He cannot be mocked.

6. Oxygen cannot be seen. When I was in pre-school I was awarded with high honors for being witty. I don't know how that happened, but I remember telling my teacher I did not believe her when she said that plants produce oxygen because I can't see oxygen. That was the first debate I had in my life. Still doesn't make sense why I was the 'witty kid.'

7. It's okay if you haven't seen Titanic. You and about a few other people haven't, including me and some aboriginal tribes. That does not mean you're any less than three quarters of the world just because Jack and Rose aren't your favorite movie couple.

8. You don't have to have quarter-life crisis. Two ways: end life early or do what I do. Focus on eternal things so you won't have to stress about the mundane. Sometimes, it's okay to be in touch with life but it really helps when God is in the driver's seat.

9. Count your blessings. Nothing new about this one. When I say count blessings, I don't mean you compare numbers with others.

10. Never stick foreign objects in your eye. It hurts like whoa. Trust me.

11. You don't have to try everything just so you'd know what it's like. I've never tried smoking, not even once, but I didn't have to to know it's going to kill me someday. It's bad enough that I will probably die of second-hand smoke (what with the metro's unbelievably clean air), but please, why should I speed up the process? I want a fabulous death.

12. Take ONE STEP at a time. Your destination will be where it is. Have fun down the road; it's rocky so sprinting is just going to be more painful. Walk. And always look where you're going, step by step. You'd know when to make a turn, when to stop and when to keep pressing on if your pace is just right.

13. High School is NOT a musical. But it's definitely worthwhile given a good soundtrack, great friends and crushable crushes.

...to be concluded.

may i please scream?

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!


Thanks.

i ♥ KC 2004!

Kamusta naman ang four years later. Harhar.

Pichoors stolen from Zeela who took a long time to upload these, too.

Kawayan Camp is a month-long leadership training for Christian student leaders all over the Philippines. IVCF hosts this camp which provides holistic and wholistic training. Hurray for KC!

Masyado maraming pwedeng ikwento about KC kaya hindi ko na susubukang ungkatin ang mga nakaraan. Chos. Ayun. For memories' sake. Bow.

a dream is a wish

I dreamed about my ex-crush last night. Don't bother figuring out who it is; you have six million names to choose from. He came to visit my house and surprised me and my super friends with tickets to fly to Singapore. Haha. Everyone's headed there, I guess. Anyhoo, miracle of all miracles, I had my passport (dream sequence) ready and my picture wasn't too bad. Like any dreams should go, we were in Singapore in one blink and on the next we were on a bus to Hong Kong. Even dreams can prove how geographically-challenged I am.

When we got off the bus, we were welcomed by Mickey and Minnie and the whole HK Disneyland theme park attendants. Next thing I knew, I was holding cotton candy in my hand and wearing my Diliman Prep shirt. Suddenly, the evil girl friend of my ex crush came to the picture and laughed at my choice of clothing. I mocked her and found that nobody was laughing with me. Everyone of my super friends were embarrassed by my shirt.

Lessons:
1. Evil girlfriends of ex-crushes are evil even in dreams.
2. My subconscious is telling me to get a bus to go to "the happiest place on earth."
3. Dear girl, someday you will get your passport with a pretty picture.
4. Get a globe or a map of Asia. Learn it.
5. Sever all Diliman Prep ties; they bring awful things. Except amorsolo of course, they're the only ones who made it worthwhile.

wedding nightmares

Who said soon-to-weds are the only victims. Pfft you self-absorbed lovebirds. If I had my way only nice couples should be able to tie the knot! At least I can lay my head every night thinking that even when their kind should spawn, it would contribute to the world being a nicer place.

High School Musical On Ice

Rating:	★★★★★
Category:	Other

Must I really get on with this?

Xaris+Disney+High School Musical+Figure skating.

Do the math. x)

Tagged Much Lately?

Hellobebe, ate joyjoyjoy assigned me the letter D. For some reason, I couldn't upload more then three songs on mi music so here are the five songs I'm instructed to list down.

For le instructions...

1. Reply to this post. I'll assign you a letter.
2. List (and upload if you wish) 5 songs that start with your assigned letter.
3. Post your list with these instructions.

* Diary, Bread. My college room mate and best friend Jeanxie and I have a habit of singing unplugged versions of any song we knew from her songbook. I didn't know Diary until she sang it to me and she introduced it as a funny song. Dedicated sa mga 'assuming.' She thought it was a good song to relate to. Harhar.

*Dance, Dance, Fall Out Boy. I'm FOB's secret fan. I don't think a lot of people knew except my brothers who had access to my music folder at the family PC. I don't think I like them much now. Could have been a phase, too. I think that Cinderwench had a lot to do why I liked them, I just can't remember how.

*Demons, Guster. I adored this song in high school! Too bad nobody I knew (at that time) could relate except kuya who had Guster tracks playing all the time. I especially liked its opening guitar riffs and percusions. It's the only song I can sing where I honestly sound like a rockstar. What? Didn't everyone want to be a rock star at one point? Tchh.

*Daysleeper, REM. When I considered MTV to be the coolest thing on the telly, I was tuned in every moment I could. Somehow, this song stuck to my head and I could go, 'Daysleeper.... Daysleepeeerrr!' when somebody would quiz me on (a) REM song. And that's the only part of the song I know. Harhar. I can't even remember the video just that it had a lot of blue. Harharhar.

*Damned, Shimoli. Just recently, I dedicated this song to someone dear because the lyrics say everything I want to say. It's not hard to guess who it's for. No duh.

Ohkay. If you want some tagging love, you must leave a thought over at the comment box and be tagged much. Toodles. x)

doodled much lately?

when boredom strikes part three.

The Royal House of Builders First General Assemblage

Start:	Jul 13, '08 2:00p
Location:	SBC(C) nating mahal, Lerma, Manilerr

assemblage?

it's a RHOB thing. peasants not allowed.
SBC(C) vuilders fellowsheep will have its first (non-bagyo ridden) assembly because assemblies are so cool.

srsly, we shall seriously make a commitment to be BUILDERS of God's Kingdom.

and yes, we are so cool like that.



Reminders aka ROYAL DECREES:
* 2pm is the start.
* Snacks will be served. Please prepare 50 bucks (we may be royalty but we are not worldy rich) each.
* Bring your pledges (for le laptop fundage).
* Make up a royal title (aka Queen the xaris *of course, queen is no longer available*) and submit to the royal registry
* Tell other Builderst. Please and thank you.

TOODLES!