To my readers, I want to say sorry because I wrote on my last blog "I thought they were rockers..." The truth is the triplets are real rockers. The band name is Snake of Eden. (for me the 'snake' refers to them)
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Look at these guys! They appear girls from afar! I just watch an interview with them and they were kinda bragging of they're band but it's not that bad. They said girls love them (YES!) and that includes me, of course. They also mentioned that the best hardcore bands come from Sweden (note that they come from Sweden). They do not take their make up off and their friends have never seen them without make-up. They have cute accent, according to them, but the girls love it, according to them. Some of their fans have a problem of identifying one from the other.
But I...am not experiencing such problem because I LOVE THEM ALL...!
Apologies
My New Crushes
Oh my God! That 's what I want to say. I just watch Paparazzi (Lady Gaga) and when I saw the so-called 'Paparazzi triplets', I...I.. I don't know how to explain the feeling. Uhmm... All I know is I said wow! Why? I saw them before but I thought they were girls. I saw them while I was surfing the internet. I also thought they were rockers or stars from Europe because they were sitting beside Gaga. They're so cool and hot at the same time (could that be possible?). They look like J-rockers, I guess.
Here's the photo. They look more beautiful than Gaga. xo
Number One
I consider myself lucky for having a time for blogging. I'm hungry and quite mentally exhausted because brainstorming in Design5 consumed up a lot of my energy. Anyway, I want to tell that I'm on a certain experiment. I don't know how would I call it but it's mainly about self-assestment to know where I'm at my best.
There are a lot of things to be considered in the design of hospital since we are required to have it disaster-prepared, meaning it could resist the natural disasters like typhoon, EARTHQUAKE and others you can associate with the word 'disaster' (?).
Now, we are headed to presenting a site plan, massing (conceptual) and research, all of which are to be presented in Powerpoint.
And for your information, this plate is a competition plate. And not only that, this is also a NATIONAL competition plate. That bothers me a lot. I am ambitious, I know that. For me it's not enough to dream of being our professors TOP 5 or UST College of Architecture's TOP2. I want our group to be the NO. 1 in the Philippines!
P.S. Lady Gaga has a weird sense of fashion statement. A long, straight blond hair and a fake lavender hair on top of it that looks like a scoop of ube ice cream resting on her head? What do ya think? ART for IDENTITY'S sake! (I still like her, though...)
Don't Forget About Her
I wonder why Farrah Fawcett's death isn't much talked about. I know for a fact that her death collides with Michael Jackson's but that is not enough reason for not reporting her last minutes on earth even if she's already inside her coffin- beneath the gorund .
Many people from different parts of the world are giving tribute to MJ's death, e.g., a restaurant having cuisines named after him, dancing his famous step 'moonwalk', singing all of his songs in TV, playing his hit songs over millions of radio stations, and a whole lot more.
Farrah, for those who don't know her, is the star of Charlie's Angels- a TV series that began in the 1970's. I feel sympathy for her and for her family. For nearly 3 years, she struggled to fight her disease, the anal cancer, but unfortunately lost it. She died at the age of 62.
Why do I say these things? I am not her relative, friend or whatsoever. I just reported about the story 'Kalihi in Farrah' which shows how popular she was and how women (and gays) coveted her hairstyle, looks and fashion statement. That's how I came to know her (because my mother was not the type of person who would tell me everything about the past Hollywood actors and actresses). And I find her beautiful and sexy, even if she had no big breasts. Funny to hear myself saying this but it's true. She still pretty in her 60's, huh...
I became a fan of hers when I watched the documentary about her battle against cancer,even if she wasn't able to win. I saw the courage in her eyes (that's not literal because she used to wear her shades). One instance is that when she convinced the doctors (just after her operation in Germany) to let her go to her hometown in L.A (such a stubborn little girl!). She said on her documentary having a cancer like that had a purpose. Yes, it had and it has!
So whereever you are Farrah, this is for you....
Sleep Attack!
I felt so tired today that my brain wasn't functioning well. I think the fluids that needed to flow into it resisted to go up because they also lacked the energy to do so....
I felt so 'malas' today because I saw my 'kaaway' who would also use the elevator. Gosh! I should have used stair for my own sake and for peace's sake!
I really abhor this guy who I need to bear with for the remaining three years! It seems so long... What I did is I prayed that I wouldn't explode with anger because everytime I see him, sure as hell, it will be a bad day!
We went to our room and I still felt sleepy but I tried my best not to show it. It was so cold in there; since I had no jacket, I felt I need to get to the rest room. I was about to stand up when our professor called my name. I was a bit shocked because I wasn't listening that much to what he was saying. I raised my hand (he was trying to find me) expecting his question to be just a short one.
And all I can remember was that he kept asking me questions (much like a machine gun) which seemed easy but my brain couldn't grasp (my brain was like a 'sobrang bagal mag-load na computer'). And my classmates throw me some kind of gaze like 'hey, girl, are you out of your mind?' which added to the pressure. The scene is not embarassing but I don't want this to be part of my memory- if I could only throw things like this and leave only those that are pleasing to me, I would have done that a long time ago!
Anyway, the same process- I shall act like nothing happened the day before.
OMG!



