Wednesday, July 9, 2008

i'm a freaking ghetto gangsta.

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AHAHAHHA I LIKE THIS QUIZ!!! This is funny. I can actually imagine Bene, suddenly being like...*thinks of the school in High School Musical* East High ba yun? Each table in the cafeteria belonging to a certain clique. I'm glad Bene isn't like that. I mean there are cliques, but not extremities.

And then I see me, in baggy jeans and a beanie, being all "Hey, homie, was happenin man?"

WAHAHAH. I'd make the worst ghetto chick. Although I wouldn't mind having those ultra-cool neon Nike high tops. They are love shoe-nified. And besides, the ghetto music wouldn't fit me.


I'm absent from school today.

Long story short, I was too sick to even feel my mother poking my ass, daring me to wake up. Which, simply put, means that I didn't wake up in time for school.

I completely blame the coughs and the colds. This is the worst bout with the tandem that I've ever had.

Anyways, I didn't miss a lot daw. Although Johan said the lounge was quiet because I was absent. In his words:
Johan Asher De Mesa: bat ka absent?
vicky marquez: awww namiss mko no?
Johan Asher De Mesa: oo wla kcing maingay sa lounge...
vicky marquez: pramis?
Johan Asher De Mesa: oo... bat ka absent?
Of course I took it as a compliment. How else can I take it? Trust me to feel good about being loud.

I HAVE been loud lately. But alteast I now know. Like how I "BARK" at people pala, without knowing it. And how a simple "excuse me" induced with SO MUCH attitude could make a teacher say "uy, easy lang!". I have to control the tone of my voice.

Well atleast I'm aware.

Also, what I'm aware of lately is my kasungitan and katarayan. Which, I found out, was rather a genetic thing. Or maybe I was influenced by my parents. But yeah. My mom said "Ang taray mo na, masungit ka pa, suplada ka pa." Which I didn't take wrongly. It was true. Although sometimes, because of my personality nga, my "shyness" is confused with "kasupladahan".

People don't believe me when I say I'm shy. Sometimes I don't believe it either. But one way or another, I've learned how to overcome my shyness eh. Of late, I haven't showed any signs of shyness. Complete opposite nga eh.

And I actually believe that ditching my glasses would make it easy for me to "change" the whole image. Plainly, with just my glasses on and a blank face, I look mataray daw.


I love my glasses though. They breathe life to the "Victoria" in my name. My mom told me that she thinks that one way or another, I might have been royalty in my previous life. Wishfully thinking, sana si Queen Victoria. :-))

Without the glasses, I could either be "Maria" or "Isabel". I choose "Isabel". Sounds nicer eh. Isa Marquez. Ayyy, parang artista. HAHAHA.

But my darling glasses, oh my darling spectacles have been giving me FACIAL TANLINES which are bothering the holy heck out of me. I swear. It would bother you if you were me.

What else?

Oh, I missed the monthly school mass today. Which sucks, because I like masses at Bene. The monthly ones. Because of the following reasons:
a) I feel like the monthly masses are the only saving grace that I have from burning in hell. When I'm with my batchmates, I am reminded of the things that I really need to pray for.

b) I get to show off my neck-tying skills! I love tying neck ties. So much fun.

c) Hmm. I just like them. Whenever I go to mass I feel like my spirit has taken a good, long, bath. My soul feels dirty lately.
I completely abhor the gala uniform though. Although my friends say they look good on me. Which is something that I don't know if I'll take as a compliment or as an insult. :P


Fast forward to tomorrow, well we have a lot of activities tomorrow. Trust me to be absent on a day when all the reminders are given.

We have this thing about wearing red, and then offering flowers, and then bringing rice. At first, I thought I was supposed to bring the grains. As in bigas palang siya. Thank God Nikki/Dyords texted me and said we have to bring COOKED rice. Pucha, I would have looked REALLY STUPID with those bigas grains. My imagination is on overdrive, so I'm laughing really hard right now. I thought we were going to donate the rice or something. Yun pala we were going to eat it.

I'm pretty pumped up for tomorrow.

Holy spongebob, I'm leading the Mission Statement during Assembly tomorrow! WITH ME IN THIS STATE! God, I might as well infect the whole campus. =)) It's like reciting the mission statement with my two fingers holding the top of my nose. I sound exactly like that. Ngongo. And what if I cough or sneeze in between? And then snot hangs out pala?


I liked my voice during the semi-malala stage of my colds though. Kind of raspy and deep. Only the Heavens know how my normal voice really sounds like to the ears of other people.

Oh my, it's 11:30. I need some rest. Be back when something juicy hits me. :)


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