that is soo not kewl, biatch.

you mad?
stay mad.

friday 1-28-11

so, the morning weather was again screwed, so basically, the city officials were forced to announce, that again, classes were (fortunately/unfortunately) suspended.

why fortunate? dont ask me. you'd be jumping with joy if you were on my slippers.

then why unfortunate? simply because my exam mood was cut off. i dont wanna go through the weekend minding the same shitload. plus, if we had the exam this week, the score wouldnt be too much of a pain since well, we didnt really have the "time" to study (which is a lame excuse cause my 16-year-old self isnt really entitled to understand what studying means), but ofcourse, its gonna be next week so hello bigger pain (cause now, i was actually given the time to review but guess what? i still wont). you get it? the whole weather is prolonging my agony.

anyway, i was in the shower when the radio guy splurged the whole "city is under alert level two, no classes for pre school, elementary, and high school".. so instead of my usual uniform during weekdays, i got this:



and.. for the whole day, i was stuck with my laptop, A-ceyy (yes, its got a name):



i had omegle earlier and right now, im having a skype live chat with my dudes and dudettes:



and yea, im typing this one too..



owww lol

xoxoGEIANNE

the stranger from pluto

You: skjfngnflkglkg
Stranger: hai
You: hey
Stranger: :O
You: what is air?
Stranger: do you breathe it!? O_o
You: no. im from venus so..?
You: i dont really know what it is.
Stranger: well... i think its a bug.
Stranger: but im not from here...
You: what is a bug then?
Stranger: do you know what a whale is?
You: uhuh, i think its called "you"
Stranger: bahahaha
Stranger: niiiice
You: ow lol. im great i know
Stranger: are all venus people funny?
You: not really. just those with beautiful faces,
You: how abt u, where are you from?
Stranger: the third reality
You: weird. ive been there once but i think all people are like really psychotic, are you the only excpetion?
Stranger: no
Stranger: im the same
Stranger: -_-
You: oh.. that's bad. then i assume you eat socks too?
You: like everybody else in your land?
Stranger: no, thats an aquired taste.
Stranger: im not yet mature enough.
Stranger: im only 459
You: like water.. on earth..
Stranger: :/
You: like icecream.. in venus
You: 459?
You: that's not bad.
You: i wish i could be a yr younger
Stranger: im glad you think so
You: im 460
Stranger: :O
Stranger: so much in common
You: i know right
Stranger: almost nothing
Stranger: :D
You: you typing a novel?
Stranger: ?
Stranger: what is a novel
You: do you have a lot of things to do in your homeland?
Stranger: yes, many things.
You: like what?
Stranger: is a novel similar to a shovel
You: yea.. but with a handle. I THINK, but im not that certain.. i mean though i eat it everyday..
Stranger: hahaha
You: what does hahaha mean?
Stranger: oh sorry, it must be my accent..
Stranger: i meant 'jajaja'
You: and jajaja means
You: ?
Stranger: O_o'
Stranger: there is no hope for your kind
You: i know
Stranger: -_-
You: that's why weve invaded earth
You: we're now what you call as "blonde"
Stranger: FUCK.
You: is fuck a good thing or a bad thing?
Stranger: its an acronym
You: for what?
Stranger: Fornication Under Carnal Knowledge.
Stranger: trufax
You: ooooh. that's very wordy.. i must say im impress for people with schizophrenia just like you
Stranger: what are you implying?
You: that im dumber,
Stranger: that im losing my hair?
Stranger: cause im not
Stranger: its just a rumor
You: owww.. well, every rumor has its tinge of true story..
Stranger: it started when i shaved my eyebrows off....
You: must be a bad thing..
Stranger: i think thats why
Stranger: in my workld
You: how young are you in earth yrs?
Stranger: probably about 346.
You: pls dont tell me 69
Stranger: oh wait
Stranger: forgot to carry the 8
Stranger: i think i'd be about 18
You: oww.
You: its very logical since im 16 here on earth..
You: the inception of different dimensions,,
Stranger: agreed.
Stranger: quite mind boggling
You: soo, are u hermaphrodite or something?
Stranger: explain this large word.
Stranger: my world forbids them
You: oh..
You: a shock.
Stranger: is it like a dog?
You: yea..
You: a dog
You: which can propagate itself
Stranger: lmao, okay i legitimately dont know that word. :P
You: reproduce/contribute to the gene pool
Stranger: ohhh
Stranger: you're quite smart for 16.
You: uhuh. biology. where have u been>
You: ?
You: oh right. i guess you were not here long enuf then
Stranger: hahaha, my podunk high school education is inferior to yours
You: elaborate further of what kind of sense you're actually pointing out, please
Stranger: sense?
Stranger: you lost me
You: why?
Stranger: why what?
You: uh.. marcians..
You: wait, you're from mars right?
Stranger: close.. im from pluto.
Stranger: the dark side
You: owww im sorry.
Stranger: its fine
You: pluto is like my winter wonderland
Stranger: common misconception
You: stupid council of planets dispatched him
You: what's it like there?
Stranger: yes, well...
You: for summer?
Stranger: its quite drab in the summer years
Stranger: bleak and chilly
You: do you give free cookies? you guys give free shovel for winter
You: i mean yea, cause ive been there
Stranger: free cookies, yes.
You: salty cookies?
You: i love those
Stranger: arent they the best?
Stranger: mmm
You: true.
Stranger: now my flogarb is roaring for some.
Stranger: i'll check th epantry'
You: go on..
You: now feed your flogarb
Stranger: we're out of salty ones
Stranger: :(
You: that's a disappointment
You: :(
Stranger: indeed
You: uh. my human body is actually having this PMS. why do they happen anyway
You: ?
Stranger: explain this meaning, PMS?
Stranger: pmmmsss?
You: pre marital syndrome?
You: is that it?
Stranger: how pronounce it
You: i cant quite decipher what it really is.. i mean, stupid.
You: im being called as a girl
You: that's weird
Stranger: female?
Stranger: ew
You: what's wrong?
You: is it an illness>?
You: it is contagious>?
Stranger: they are know as the weakest of the weak organisms on my planet
You: and what do they call the opposite of those feamle creatures?
Stranger: disgusting
You: they're obnoxious..
Stranger: the opposite is male, of course
You: they just uh. ive heard some say they're made up of puppy dog tails
You: yuck
You: what's your distinction anyway?
Stranger: i am what humans consider their own 'female' species.
You: isnt that disgusting?
Stranger: on my planet, females are.
Stranger: they are not the same as earth ones
You: owww
You: gosh
You: i must hurry out.
You: the mother ship ios calling me already
Stranger: depart!!
You: nice meeting you :)
Stranger: farewell!

screwed

tomorrow's gonna be the second part of our third periodical exam and here i am typing this shit which, i may point out, is a technique of procrastination of what im supposed to be doing (which is yes, studying). im srsly not in the mood to go learn some academic crap.

words cannot tell how much i love you

SO FORGET IT.

just. yea.

my facebook account has been hacked.

and my email too. anyway, a friend retrieved my yahoo thaaang, but unfortunately my facebook wasnt, so here's the new one: http://www.facebook.com/angelicgeianne

THAT MAN.

An Atheist Professor of Philosophy was speaking to his Class on the problem Science has with God. He asked one of his new Christian students to stand.
Professor: You are a Christian, aren’t you, son?
Student: Yes, sir.
Professor: So, you believe in God?
Student: Absolutely, sir.
Professor: Is God good?
Student: Sure.
Professor: My brother died of cancer, even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn’t. How is God good, then? Hmm?
(Student was silent)
Professor: You can’t answer, can you? Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?
Student: Yes.
Professor: Is Satan good?
Student: No.
Professor: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From.. God.
Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.
Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student: Yes.
Professor: So who created evil?
(Student didn’t answer)
Professor: Is there sickness? Immortality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?
Student: Yes, sir.
Professor: So, who created them?
(Student had no answer)
Professor: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son.. have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.
Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your God.
Student: No, sir.
Professor: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God, for that matter?
Student: No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.
Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student: Yes.
Professor: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, Science says your God doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my Faith.
Professor: Yes, Faith. And that is the problem Science has.
Student: Professor, is there such a thing as Heat?
Professor: Yes.
Student: And is there such a thing as Cold?
Professor: Yes.
Student: No, sir, there isn’t.
(The Lecture Theatre became very quiet with this turn of events)
Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of Heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There was a pon-drop silence in the Lecture Theatre)
Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?
Student: You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have Low Light, Normal Light, Bright Light, Flashing Light… But if you have No Light constantly, you have nothing and it’s called Darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, You would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?
Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student: Sir, my point is, your Philosophical Premise is flawed.
Professor: Flawed? Can you explain how?
Student: Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality. You argue there is Life and then there is Death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?
Professor: If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process, yes of course, I do.
Student: Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir?
(The professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going)
Student: Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher?
(The class was in uproar)
Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?
(The class broke out into laughter)
Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? .. No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable and Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures?
(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable)
Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on Faith, son.
Student: That is it, sir.. exactly! The link between man and God is Faith. That is all that keeps things alive and moving!
----------------------------------------------------
That student was Albert Einstein.

feels like it

its sunday.
and i went to church all grumpy with my family.
how did this happen?

well its because i went to bed 3:30am and fell asleep 30 minutes later. three hours of sleep isnt really in my good mood vocab. so yea, as one usual angry person would've expected, here comes the domino effect: i get mad with everybody else, screw myself up, and give all damn in silent treatment.

PLUS,

its not like its the real deal reason for everything, really. there's still something. (yes, we're talking about family stuffs)

alright, feel free to hear my thoughts.

respect - do you know how it feels like when your family backstabs you with voices all high and you can totally hear everything from the sighs to the worse compliments that even your haters cant tell you? yes, they do that. they bug me like crap, and man, i tell you its not about the word "discipline" and "making me realize shit" but about "how im much of a dumb brat & as a lousy freak" and "daughter/niece/granddaughter with all the bad things sucked in my whole personality". i bet normal families dont do that. or do they? i dont know. but one thing's for sure. that is just so freaking wrong. another thing regarding with this topic? when they all go blabby on you exaggerating each and every word as if hell broke loose the day i was born. they tell me i dont give them respect, and inside my head i just go like "really? really? look who's talking." yea, i might say that out loud but i do have respect (but im just waiting for my bars to be emptied).. aaaand yes, ive been doing the shouting back thingy before, and voila! still same cycle of bull. im tired of speaking my thoughts knowing that i cant be heard. you know what i do? grab my "poker face" mask and ride with the flow of steady silence with all these stupid rambles inside my brain.

privacy - those people who talk about your underwear and probably take pictures of you whenever you're asleep and drooling, you call them family? seriously?

charade - oh puhlease. im not going to be that plastic bag drifting along a hurricane. if i wanna stand still, i will stand still. i have my choices. and they what? control me? control me cause people might think im rebel, snob, and everything else in between? what the? im not that kind of stupid if you ask me. playing protagonist in front of other people while sneaking a criticism afterwards? yo, its not about tolerating likes and dislikes. been there, done that. i know what's IT, and i know that its not IT. practically, i guess they've taught me really well about life and values when i was still this lil beanie, and yep, applause applause, they did! they've taught me oh so well that i could spot and move against their wrong acts. or maybe, im just this real terrible person without some manners and has personality issues. good to know i came from the same roots!

you see, i have lots to tell you, but some things are kind of private (for now), but maybe, i'll have the courage to type it next time.

P.S. everything i wrote above is exactly how i feel. and when we went to the church earlier, i didnt sit with my family. i just cant. i cant lie infront of God and pretend im all jolly. actually, im ashamed of myself knowing He knows everything; the hatred, the confusion, the questions and all.. and now i know, all i need is for Him to forgive and enlighten me despite all these.

I know He was listening when we talked earlier. He knows what it feels like, too.





sincerely,
me

just the way you are

"Oh her eyes, her eyes
Make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying;
She's so beautiful
And I tell her every day"

nobody had ever sang this song to me (well except bruno mars). call me emotional and low-esteemed freak but whenever i look on other girls' pictures (and they're like really beautiful), i just feel so left out. im not telling you this to pity me or to budge me or something. i just wanna tell you what i think. and how i feel.

well, nobody's reading this anyway...

sincerely,
me

current story of my life

im not angry with you.

im angry with myself.

im angry i went against my better judgement and opened my heart to someone who couldnt be trusted.


(--credits to tumblr.com for the message)

the world class storyteller and the world class jerk

they met. 100 years ago.

they noticed each other. yesterday. or at least she did.

world class story teller did all the talking.

world class jerk pretended to listen.

world class story teller was fascinated.

world class jerk pretended to be fascinated.

world class story teller fell.

world class jerk flee.

world class story teller puts on a happy face.

world class jerk just tore it apart.

world class story teller acts they're friends.

world class jerk thought they are friends.

or maybe that's what world class story teller thinks.

world class jerk continues to do his stupid swag.

world class story teller still finds herself swooning.

world class jerk continues his job.

world class story cant keep from talking because she was gagged.