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jeudi, avril 27, 2006
Bad Day
12:28 PM
I used to be that girl who shares her emotion. I guess through the years since the moment when my bestfriends left, I was a new me. Bottling my feelings and facing the world with a mask on my face. It practically rained the whole day so I was just stucked at home, in my room with music as my only company. The weather didnt help me with my low-spirits. It's been so long since I felt that way. Lonesome and unloved. I had dental appointment at 7.10pm. I was instructed to bring my parents along. I asked mom and she said she's exhausted. I asked dad and he said he's got assignment. I was shattered... When I needed them, they werent there for me. I felt betrayed and alone... I needed my parents to be there, a parent at least but no one wants to go. I even prepared early so I wont be late, but I was held back for a while because of that decision. Yes... I was once again, late for 10 minutes. Told the clerk about my parents and the same reasons went to my dentist. I felt abashed...
It was raining when I went and back home... I took my time and felt the rain pouring at me. I felt I was not me....
"It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain As if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain There'll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again Just the sweet pain of watching your back as you walk As I'm watching you walk away And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head And I remember every word you said It's a cruel thing you'll never know all the ways I tried It's a hard thing, faking a smile when I feel like I'm falling apart inside And now you're gone, there's like an echo in my head And I remember every word you said For the first time, there is no mercy in your eyes And the cold wind is hitting my face and you're gone And you're walking away (away)And I am helpless sometimes Wishing's just no good 'Cause you don't see me like I wish you would "
School is startin for me... Well, that should keep me away feeling low. New people, new environment, new course.... will there be a new me? ...... dimanche, avril 23, 2006
Inter-Parish Bowling Tournament 230406
9:07 PM
The Title Says it all Actually But There were lessons I learnt just by being a camera-woman-of-the-day to just being a spectator and a cheerer. haha.. The first round was Migrants Bowling Tournament which started around 10am, made me realised that there are a lot of filipinos around. Not just talented in the arena of professionals but also in the line of sports here in Singapore. Eesh. Thing is, my mom's group, (she's the leader and mentor of the 3 teams. the first 2 teams were migrant played this morning) is in lane 21 and 25. Yea, separated. What caught my attention was lane 20. All are HOT ladies, hahaha... and are really good bowlers. Ive noticed that 'cause the 4 players are all geared up immaculately from shoes to even the metalic gloves, their balls too are personalised and each of them wore the same shirt like every one does as a form of team spirit. The way those ladies move across each lane throwing their bowling balls were impecable and neat. Heh! sheezee-meanie.. (yep, theyre filipinos alright) I was simply walking around talkin pics as I wish. Even stood at the farthest end of the lane where the pins were, out of the 32 lanes available just so I cud get quality pictures. I know I distracted some bowlers who seem to me are camera-shy-beings. Soon enough, my mom's 21 lane was in trouble with another parish. wahahaha! Kasi naman, the other parish whom they share the computer with doesnt follow the arrows that shows in the screen. Scandal. Hahaha... I took pics of that too! Boy, I was laughin away mischievously seeing my mom and her members panicky waving their hands to call for the manager for help and he came surgin despite his plump size. I say that's good service...... and exercise! hahahaha... Woot! he was even wearing a tie!!! see! hehehe... All was well in a 5 minutes or so and then came the emcee who reminded (more like warned) the bowlers to "follow the arrows in ur screen..." Many of the players from my point of view (oh come on, just believe me! hahaha..) are newbies babee! hehehe... most of them just goes on the line and didnt slide. They don't use the pointers nor the arrows. They dont even plan nor navigate where their ball needs to be pushed. And I reckon they don't bend their knees. Poor thing... backache comes nxt, tmrw mornin... (See! hahaha! are those pointers enough so u'll believe meh? heex..) Moments later the team players in lane 21 were all the more active gaining strikes more often than lane 25. My mom and so does the other supporters in the church were freaking delirious. hahaha... then when I came back I realised that they were already mingling with the other lane. Lane 20. Sitting close to them I knew that they were filipinos (cz of the language they tok) And soon enough lanes 20 and 21 bowlers and even my mom's circle of church friends became fast friends. W e learnt that they represent Philippines in almost any tournament held in Singapore. After the games of 4 rounds the top 10 lanes out of 31 were announced. True enough, Lane 20 was the top and the most number of pins knocked down came from that team itself. Wow... utterly amazing. = ) albeit it wasnt the start of my 'lessons learnt.' It was a mere awe I knew. My mom's team were competing with the Inter-Parish members itself and most of them were locals around 2pm. All of the lanes were taken up and each team comprises of 4 bowlers. This time around, Saint Vincent De Paul Church representatives were: Uncle Rizal, Uncle Harry and Ate Charlie and my mom. The Arch-bishop of Singapore came to grace the occassion and did his speech and prayer. He started out hitting the lane to start the game proper but hehehehe.... his ball went to the bank. Twas a good start though and everyone cheered smiling he tried. = ) Next was the practice without the pins and the tournament started. Mom's team started well with strikes and I suppose the rest too. I stood at a bird-eye-view area near to which my church lane was. It was a mix of race and age bowlers. The Migrate workers were more like late 20s to 30s. But that time I was glad to see youths my age and even elderlies. Lane 5 caught me. It was a group of oldies. hahaha... I was mean, yes, I was. I had this air and belittling them (bad Karen) but once this old lady hit her turn, they way her ball moved was professional!!! Ohman! and she had a Strike yo! Then came the next team member and wow! again, he had a strike. Then came the next, strike too! Then the last bowler, he seemed younger than the rest of his team, he looks like a successful healthy and accomplished man by the way he carried himself and represents towards his players. "He should be among the wealthy locals" as Ive thought. He didnt had a strike... Nor a spare. Before hitting the spare he gave this expression on his face that he could do the same, a strike like his much older bowlers were, but no. When he turned around, I saw in an instant that he was disappointed. It reminded me of those moments when I gave up in sch... I was engrossed so much on that lane... Somehow they delivered a message that age doesnt matter at all. I say this because I still have a long way to university even though I should have started university a year ago. It's a system here I have to walk. A path I have to take because if I were to take university in my country, I fear that I having a job is difficult let alone the situation there, what more education perspectives... My parents have also talked to my bro and I about Uni (surprisingly) and bro brought up the subject of studyin to other countries. We cant go either because we have no visa to those good Unis. and duh, forget about money issues. Seeing them play especially the old woman, after much air and belittling I gave her indirectly, I stood there rooted to the ground ever so thankful with much respect and dignity. She was a stranger but she gave me a msg to just surge on with life and savor everything while I'm (we r ) young. She was the best player out of the 91 bowlers. She was the top. The lady who caught me in the first few rounds truely deserve the trophy and medals. And yes, her team was the winner too. Mom was rank 21.. I talked with Rachel's mom too. S he had chosen to go back and study there for it's faster. Again, there's this fear of not being able to finish. The laziness that creeps out in each of us, was the sole reason I viewed much from the infos I received. Thinking back having the conversation with Aunt, I can't believe I was the girl who said she didnt mind how long she will take to get her masters, her degree even though she'l be aged. (aged! haha. u know..) I was all the more challenged when I met a friend of Rachel, Yiwen. She has no plans of gettin higher from where she is now. She seemed satisfied of where she is and doesnt seem to be bothered about her future. I felt both were basing their reasons out of present moments and not in future. I dont think they have foreseen their life in future, wat they want, how their life would be like, how their titles in present be of useless and lil power in future... what more about starting their own families. Families. Aunt told me she was okay with it because its her daughter's decision and she's a girl. "Mga lalaki ang dapat talagang magaral." [guys are all the more the ones who should learn.] I was upset and wanted to stand up for successful and accomplished women around. I disagreed with her about the things she said: -most man are not like housewives. -men want their spouse at home. -men makes money. Bullshit! Then she said that what the lady learnt and took proper education was gone. Wasted. So its better for women to so-called not learn so much. ugh Well, sorry. But that's a good point I can oppose to. SO right! Women shouldnt be just at home! Yes! Exactly! Their education was wasted (or will be wasted) and hell, being a housewife will just completely deplete all her knowledge. WE, woman ought to work and make money for our future families (or families) and not let our education go to waste. We deserve respect for that. We can learn as much as boys do! BOYS. ( boys, I prefer it to man. =P) Saying all these and having all that debated in my thoughts, I still feel strongly about my decision. I have approximately 7-8 years to complete my desired education. A master in Psycho and at least a degree in Engineerin. Perhaps go for master on that area but, math will take a toll on me. Design is my prefered sideline. Much of these said, my mom is right. -NEVER BE A HOUSEWIFE. my dad is right, -GO FOR AT LEAST A DEGREE. God... Im thankful I have this parents of mine. They challenge me. They dont ride along with my tangled messed-up winding route. I know they learnt from their life and I should too. I'll make them proud. Oh Lord, I cant wait for school to start. Sorry this entry is too long. Im so much inspired and moved.. challenged and debated, I just wanna prove to them I will accomplish my goals despite an abyss along the way. I'll come out Victorious! We all should. And so I came up with this quote of mine: "I'll See Every Opportunity in My Life as A Long-Term Basis." (feeling kulang! incomplete! hehe.. I shhould harness it. ) True enough.. even Mr Ronald Trumph wanted to hire the other lady (Its my first time watching, just wanted to know who won) competin side to side with Randal from New jersey after saying he was hired. haha!! see!! Woman are capable too! If only it was an aprentti and not just apprentice, she'l be hired as well! = ) I had this quote yesterday: Anything that Challenges You in Life is Worth Fighting For.. = ) I read that across my fav magazine: Shape Magazine. And true enough, I had cemented that sentence and was even more inspired today due to the tournament. Thank God I went. = ) I love u Lord. Thanks for inspiring me. Ive a week to treasure my last days of vacation.. and be more challenged so I can prove it... sure u can too. Have Faith... always. = ) 230406. 11.43pm mardi, avril 18, 2006
Black Eyed Peas
6:00 PM
 
Im just starting to GROOVE yet AGAIN!! haha.. and IM DYING for this group: BLACKEYEPEAS!!!!!! Im gonna make sure once they get back here in Singapore for a concert, IM GONNA GO BABEH!!! Even if I have to just go alone (which usually dont happen, yeys) I WILL!!! Ohmygosh... Like Im so feverish over the group!! FAN yo!!! hahaha... I never felt this way before an artist other than Britney Spears but eheeeeh... i didnt like her after her "grown-up" singles. =P Peace yo~ So here, this Single from BEP, "Feel It" just never fails to groove meh!! like its so real, "Can U feel it in ur body, yea??" Ooh.... HOT!!!!! hahaha... Frenzy me!!! CAN U FEEL IT IN UR BODY-AH!??!?! obsessssseeeeesssssssssssION!!!!!. Ive searched high and low for this single in the internet. and WEE!! I didnt give up yo! Finally!! its here! woot!! listen to it and let ur BODY FEEL IT-AH!!!! {bcz i told myself if i wont find it, the single here, i'll buy their album. I'd definitely buy their frreakin album, just that I'd rather save it since there are other things my money is worth the wait and spending. ^_^} HOLLER!!!! HAPPY 2ND MONTHSARY TO THE COUPLE!! HAHAHA.. AJOHN AND KARINA. ^_^ MORE LOVE AND BLESSINGS~~~!!! I LOVE YOU!~  samedi, avril 15, 2006
Enjoy!~ = )
3:27 PM
my old pics
12:31 PM
 Some old pics we got to collect when we went back for a vacation. Nothing much. = ) I just cant believe, from being a fair-skinned-girl now Im toasted! Wahahahaha... Kayumangi. As in -Brown. lol... Iloveme. Thank u Lord. = ) <333  dimanche, avril 09, 2006
Curing Your Smile
5:19 PM
 Ortho Treatments Can Be A Menace Esp Towards Money Issues.Nyah... U know. Yeh. Still, You're SMILE will be worthwhile. Neglecting ur dental health is a measure of a costly "fortune." - Karen
A Trip to The Dentist
4:28 PM
Last Thursday was a trip to a private dentist. It's near our home, just 5 minutes away across the road. I was late. wahaha.. I still can't seem to kick the bad habit of me wanting to be just on time. And yes, in most occassions, im always not- on- time. I ended up being tardy. So I took a cab down. It was so freaking near. Not even 1km from home. At the counter, I told them I was scheduled for an appoinment then the assistant took a look at their organiser and then at the clock to check the time. I know she might be thinking, "Oh, she's 10 minutes late." While in my mind, I was quite repose cause there was still a patient inside being catered to. nyaha. The assistant told me to wait. And so I did, obediently and hello, they were the ones that turned out to be late upon serving me. Then a latter came by, she turned out to be late as well. She went ahead before me despite my first appearance at the clinic. I read every poster in the clinic that was up on their walls. hahaha.. From Braces to Root canal treatment, diseases and even the products's leaflets and brochures on the table. I read all of them and finally, the tv was switch on miraculiously by don't- know- who. I took some pamphlets home. The ones about products concerning braces like the yummy mousse the dentist uses. hehehe... nice. And all sorts. 30 minutes later I was called in. I was sited on the chair. I was left there for 5-10minutes waiting. Holyness... I should have brought my phone to take pics of the dentist stuffs. wahahaha... They're so cool. The gadgets they use, those needles, the sink, the light... everything! wahahaha... But I just ended gazing at them with much appreciation. Came the denist who merely did nothing but check up on me. Interviewed me about my braces since they were placed and started in the Phils. I gave him my model teeth and an x-ray. Both of which he kept. I was ordered to take another x-ray. Frm head to neck. It'll determin how my alignment should be. And elo~, in phils, they didnt say anythin about that sorta xray. oh wells, this is SIngapore. ive yet to take the xray on Monday. Its my own will, my free time. haha, my choice. Thenafter, Ive gota call them make an appointment, let the dentist analyse my case and perhaps start from scratch, this orthodontic again. Sheta, AGAIN. Which means what I started in the phils would be just nothing. It's a naught!! UGH!! I wasted 20k on it then. DAMNIT. Because there's an extraction option. 4 teeth to be extracted out of Karen's mouth. 2 above and so does below but then, the alignment wont be so accurate. So, hail oh worthy, I just hope they won't extract any tooth. No way. Extraction is a big business. U cant be extracted as long as a lady's having her menstruation and if she's feeling weak. Even a sligh headache won't do the job. =P!! haha... It's that serious. And duh, the patient can't eat for 2 days a minimum. =(. The dentist did NOTHING. He just told me to open and close my mouth while he checks it back and forth. Smile at him while he puts a pencil aligh to my nose. sheeze... and guess what?? I paid 70 bucks for that. Sheta... And hello, they simply sucked out my saliva twice when my mouth was told to be open and rinsed my mouth 3 times by just a small cup of water. Gah... I had just 50 cash in hand. I had to withdraw money then. I didnt anticipate the price to be that high. Besides, consultation fee was just 25 bucks and I ended with 70?!?! Holyness... If Im gonna start with scratch, shet... I really did waste money in the phils and hella, braces here are so freaking dear. It starts with 3,500!! sheeta... and in conversation, that's 105,000 pesos! SHITA!!!! Wow.... That's enough for 2 orthodontic treatments. 2!!! And more things to spend with, with that amount of money. =( A trip to Phils again will be enuf. This is sucha pain the the pocket. Damn it. I hope not to start from scratch since the main purpose was them to just continue on my treatment. CONTINUE!!! not start from the drawing board! Ugh..... This is the problem. Because my dentist here is tryin to understand what the dentist in the phils had as an idea. =( If only telepathy works. If only... le 9 avril 2006. 5.05pm mercredi, avril 05, 2006
Bonding with Dad
9:12 PM
 Its what I feel. Pictures elaborates. Nyahahaha Today (yesterday) was a bonding day with dad since he accompanied me to pay for my sch fees and all. Nyahaha.. I could have just done it by myself but it helps to have another one come with you esp to an unknown place like Tampines. Haha. I’ve not been there. Seems like a mini orchard alright. So I took pics of my campus. Really huge and awesome structural building but the people there are such a huge turn off, rowdy, unruly pupils! Hahaha… ugh! I’m making a point to just stay there for a year. Get freaking good grades and off I go. Ha-ha... Damn, sounds like a waste of time yea? But hey, no harm, I’m learning. So anyways, for my course, we can report between 1.30pm- 5:30pm. I was late. Lol. Just late in meeting my dad! =P. I was to meet my dad at 2pm and take that bus 72 which is a few miles from home. Gotta walk for about 5 minutes I think. But it felt more like 7-10 minutes because of the sweltering heat and I didn’t wear my cap since there’s photo taking for mah new Id. I was on time for the bus’s arrival since, when I reached the bus stop; the bus was on the way. I tuned to my music company and thinking I was gonna lay back for 30 minutes and just enjoy the ride once on board. From mom and bro’s opinion, the travel takes approximately around that timing. Just as I was gonna find my haven in that sit, the bus turned in the bus terminal. “Oh, holy crap!! This is Yio chu kang!! You’re (driver) suppose to go to Tampines!! Oh, God.. sheeze.. And Tampines is all the way… There!! There!! (Imagining pointing at the opposite direction the bus went). Oh holy crap… oh shit... I took the wrong direction of bus 72. I should have crossed the bridge. But freak, mom said this bus goes to Tampines, this direction…And dad has to wait longer. How am I supposed to go to Tampines from here? Shit… Take the train Karen, the train.” So when I alighted the bus, I head to the MRT station. Just on time, the train going to Jurong East interchange came. Then from that line I could just go take the other line going to Tampines. But, hello… Jurong East is like on the west side. While Tampines is in the EAST! Freaking hell… I was inside the train all the way to Jurong. I couldn’t decide either to take that line or the other way. Both ways are long cut. Oh yea, Im gonna tour around Singapore before getting to my supposedly destination and my time is running! Shacks… I alighted to the next stop, “Khatib” and took the other line going all the way in the centre of Singapore. “City hall” was my stop. Throughout the ride I was standing. Wahahaha… standin in the movable part, the so-called ‘gaps’ of the train cause it makes me feel like I’m surfing in the ocean. Wahahaha… =) The ride took me an hour!! Washashashasha… Dad went to “Tampines Mall” to do whatever. Just gallivant I presume since guys aren’t into shopping at all. Haha… [In Karen’s thoughts.] “So there, 2 more stops and ‘hello Tampines’. How are we gonna go to that campus? Damn… take bus 31... Ok... Sure… where? Haha… shacks. Just let dad do the navigation. He should have been there. Oh holiness… it’s raining!! Cats and dogs!! Lightning!! Shet.. I just saw one, yet again like yesterday… oh God, im gonna get wet. Shet… but that’s ok, the rain should stop soon.” Hella good. Haha.. NO! “ Dad was there at the control station, all striking since he was wearing blue. My second fav color. Nyahahaha… Striking naba yon? ;-p He was asking me what bus to take and how many stops it was to get to the sch. How my sch looks like, what’s the address and all those. Oh holiness, that wasn’t helping. Hahhh… We found the sch anyway since the bus just passed it and it alighted directly infront of the sch. “Woweezawee… danda ng sch! Laaki! Nice! Spanking!” [in Karen’s thoughts.] So we paid the fees, more like me cz dad was doing nothing. Hahahaha… more like my bodyguard. Niwaes, we took my picture Id, freakin, they used Canon digi cam to get my picture. As in that portable sleek, thin camera! And there was just a sit and a white screen behind it. That’s all. Shacks. Hahaha… like anyone can just do that set up! Hahaha… it was barely a minute shot I tell ya, and that guy tells me with a thumbs up ”Are you ready? SMILE!!~” den after, he gives me the thumbs up yet again. Nyaha. I was like, “That’s it?” “Yeah, that’s all. Here, ur card.” Dude “Alright. Thanks.” Karen hahaha… weird. Lol. Hindi kasi Fuji or Kodak kaya ganun! Hahahaha… We bought some freakin uniforms and walked around abit. I took pictures ofcourse. Wanted to download them the moment I got home pero, the software wasn’t in the comp anymore and dad actually took off the cd-rom drive without telling us, me, in particular cause bro isn’t around as often and mah 2 lil sisters never know it exist other than just the internet games. So there, no pics today, perhaps tomorrow or the next few days. Damn, you gotta see the sch!! And sheeze, I didn’t take pic of the stadium. Nyahahaha… next time… I like the PE attire. Hahaha… it does look athletic and so does the material and style. Just add a signature mark like Nike or Reebok signs and voila! A perfect merchandise! Nyaahahaha… ohdivah. Astig! My block’s color code is orange! Yeah! Close to yah-low! Yellow! Going home, dad was telling me, asking me, evaluating me, testing my math knowledge to an extent that I felt he was insulting my math content stored so far in my brain. Goooodnessss… hahaha… Simple things like 10 to the power of 0, 10 to the power of 1, how many 10s are there? - _- Standard forms daddy? Nyaaha- Even like 0/10, (zero divided by ten) what’s the answer? Then next was 10/0 (10 divided by zero) I said zero for both and he asked me WHY. So I said, “Whatever u divide by zero, its zero.” Nyaaaa!!! Are u agreein with me?? I’m WRONG!! Hahaha… shit. Like dad said, “No, 10 divided by zero, u get zero? Hindi ah! (No..) It’s infinite! Not zero” So I just kept quiet and said “laaaa” hahahaha… Embarrassed me. =p hahaha.. alil. Infinite- shit. So dad opened the world of Mechanical Engineering to me and what Engineering does. Not just my field. Ugh… I already hate it. Math already kills the joy of me taking Engineering. The only content that makes me cling to that course is DESIGNING. Holiness… And the designing part in Engi is to my least interest. Well, besides the skeleton structure, a mechanical engineer has to estimate the strength of the materials used. From cement to wood and all those elements that constraint to its materials. Factors like vibration, heat, cold caters to that DESIGING process. See? Ang sarap sabihin! WTH! I want nothing to do with those freaking elements! I want color! Texture! Blending! Not concepts! Gee… I realized that Architecture is lower than Engi. And it’s also ok to take both and my course will be “Architectural Mechanical Engineering.” I’ve two majors then and more flexible in that field. Hash… Sadness! Haha.. And in Engineering, u have an assistant called a technician. Like in the hospitals, the Doctor’s assistant is the nurse. Get the link? Nyaha.. astig. So in a way, an engineer has to know what the technician does so thy wont be deceived. I told Dad I still wanna take Psychology. Major it perhaps… He was okay. Took “auntie Belen Tan” as an example and elaborated what she does and all. I didn’t listen much. He started with, “That’s already science and human behavior. Way off Engineering…” so, ‘ yeayeayea…’ I know na. (already) then got back to music world. Dad went on and on…math, more examples of his bro, Uncle Marco, Uncle Marco’s colleague who ended up with a job where she has to change the motor of a train. Hahaha… She’s way smaller than me and thinner in built. Can you imagine her doing the job? She has to pull the motor, carry it and all. Hard work! Muscle work!! Holiness!! I want flat abs not muscles!! Goodness me! And oh, I know clearer now why Dad didn’t take up the job opening at USA. Hay… Just let sch start alright? I need to feed my brain with infos. With knowledge! Now I’m just relishing the days left for rotting. Haha… paradox. Well, I’ll not neglect my French. I’m still gonna self study and talk French at home, to myself cause I know bro’s French knowledge has evanesced away. The fat burning work out has yet to commence. And oh oh, dental appointment on Thursday and Friday will be Honey’s departure. Whata week… … … … C’est la vie I can’t help it… How our relationship would be like once you leave, once you get there and settled, once I start school, once you start college, once, once, once…. Once upon a time, in a world of Honey Bees, there lived a damsel named Queencess and her love Kingince. Lol….. nyahahaha…… off I stop. For this entry is goin too long. 12.39am Le 5 avril 2006 lundi, avril 03, 2006
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 Grajahhajhajjah!! lol!! Just wanted to shah! or SHARE.
grid pictures of Karen
3:46 PM
 =P.. The grid pictures of Me. BLAH. HAIL NARCISM!! lol... hahaha... :P
Can't Help Falling in Love with you
11:45 AM
 
Testing. I wanna give this as a testimonial to one person. One, special, Person. =,> samedi, avril 01, 2006
6:29 PM
 Yum... I'm pigging out ovah junk yummies. lol... My sweet tooth gives me much salivation and hey, who can't help themselves on those sweets? I know I dont. tee-hee.. gotta work those fats off. = )
6:26 PM
 THe ugly truth about drinking. haahaa... i got it from Strait Times. = ) Ive nothing much to say . The quote says it all. Moderate drinking. = ) |
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