two days of stroll and failed clumsiness

day 1

i was dreading for this day to happen. yes i planned it. you might be wondering "why walk around the city if you have a full internet access in the house? that's enough to take you all over the world" naw, possibly. but nothing can be compared to laugh with your friends in a non-virtual interaction.

i hopped out at two pm, zigzagging my way towards ricca and got my borrowed jewellery box, though her younger sister was the one who handed it to me considering ricca had already swam towards cebu the previous night and even bugged me to have pop come up with two spare ship tickets for her and kathlyn.

anyway i got what i want and sped up to school only to found out that mariella mia and harold werent there yet. ofcourse i should've known. mariella beeped me while i was dreamingly riding my way to school and did me a favor of getting my yearbook for me since she was already at alain's place. i declined. technically it would've been a favor for me but it would be a burden for her since bonzkie also told me got get hers so mariella might as well double her works and i couldnt allow that. psh who am i kidding? i got my motives ofcourse. ha! let's not talk about my not-so-angelic doing and play it forward. i arrived, said some hello to rolando's younger sister; belle and moved forward looking for some friends. unfortunately my eyes were immediately fixed to the guy in brown who was talking with some beanie who's obviously younger than him. i know the dude. japheth. i never really expected to see him there, and he kinda saw me so he bade goodbye to the lil trolly and had some chat with me. i kinda started to think he was destined to be put in the place for me not to get bored but that was until her mother called him off and sped away with their black car. after a few minutes of looking like a stupid kiddo staring into the green oval, i found my other batchmate krizelle walking her way to me and talked a little. after all those in betweens, my friends finally arrived. i was all giddy then. we settled stuffs with the teacher in charge with our records aaand rode our way to the place where we could get our yearbook. i bet you know where that is. needless to say, like a bunch of hyenas in reunion, we had a lot of laughs inside the tricycle.

now let's skip the part where i got to humiliate myself with much clumsiness in front everyone. i cannot let you relive the moment that's why were gonna call it quits. alright i'll spill a little: sdfsdlkgldfkhlgfhkdlgksdlfkerorpogrgdflkgvklasd

happy now?

right after getting what i want. the version of me with the brain glitch got even more prominent. that must be because of intense humiliation haunting me in my head. i did a lot of fail talking and my friends laughed all the way. we got my grad pictures from the photoshop and lounged at dantte's for the rest of the stroll.



day 2

this day i was supposed to go out and looked for some chemical apparatuses that me and my science investigatory project groupmates had unfortunately lost. but since im a goody and my two other groupmates cant be found i had encouraged myself to look around and inquire about the stuffs and planned danette to drag with me. as usual i started my walk at 2pm and arrived at her place for like 2:15. i thought she was getting ready so i wated at their living room and watch a comedy movie and waited. and waited. and waited. little did i know that her sister hadnt informed her about my arrival and danette was just mocking in her bedroom. her sister kinda went out of sight so i knocked in and turned out her sister was in the room, she directed me to the bathroom saying danette was there and i practically lead myself to knock on it. she was taking a shower and was damn embarrassed of making me wait for like an hour. i cant blame her though. she was clueless as blues clues without any clue. so yea, it was actually almost 3:30pm when we had gone out of her home. we roamed some pharmacies around and grabbed some snacks later on.

-geianne

mom's attempt of teaching me a new lesson

5:30am i woke up with eyes still yearning for a long sleep. im not a morning person i tell you. the only thing im looking forward every morning is eating a yummy breakfast.

but this day turned out differently, i was excited to have my biking lessons.

you read that right. for 16 years i have been a boring kid with only story books, pencils and barbie dolls at hand. but then this morning, i had a deal with mom; and its all about teaching me on how to move some wheels in classic style, meaning, off with the bicycle!

you might be wondering where i got my two wheeled vehicle, well grandpa lend me the thing. he used it whenever he's circling inside the pier, managing stuffs. needless to say i approve pop usage of the bicycle since i consider it as one of the most essential machines ever made by the human race. it doesnt really emit smoke and carbon dioxide plus it helps us conserve fossil fuels.

so anyway, back with my morning training. well at first ofcourse i was like a jumpy and giddy five year-old who's about to learn her new first ever bicycle training. well duh, who would blame me for that? i mean im sure everybody's in a thrill of riding the thing. except for the fact that im having my first lessons as a 16 years old high school graduate. but hey, its never too late.

there were passerbyers ofcourse but i tried to hide my shame. nobody's gonna destruct my plan of me learning how to ride with a bicycle. a young beanie even told me to be careful commanding me as if she's 80-yr old while she and her dad are taking morning walks. i didnt budge though. im not gonna lost temper over some kid blabbing me with her experience and her warning of the possibility that i might trip myself. ofcourse that just made me earn a laugh from mom.

you might be asking me of why im taking a risk of learning something rather than having a good sleep. well maybe that's because one afternoon, pop came on with the bike, mom strode with it and in my mind i was like "hey, why cant i do that thing? how'd i know how to drive my own future ducati if i wont be able to handle myself with a bike?" i mean how hard could it be? swimming might even be more difficult analyzing human beings' breathing capacity isnt on its maximum level in water. and i know how to swim, btw." that hit me. hey this is easy.

until this morning when the hot sun was licking my face and was leaving sweat all over it. not even a single paddle was done. well that was just infuriating. and man did it hurt a lot. the space between my thighs felt like it lost its V-card. im currently shuddering at the thought. its not like ive done the real thing right? im not gonna quit from this whole new adventure of bike riding. oh yeah.

after an hour, i seem to lose my interest, idk cause my mind is really eager. but then my body felt liked jello. i told my mom the sitch and we went home. pop asked me about how it all went and i suddenly felt like puking. no not because of the fact that i didnt accomplish it in a single practice but because i wasnt feeling well as i told you earlier. nauseousness punched me in my diaphragm. until now im still feeling a bit wobbly and practically decided to distract myself and bring the news here.

this bicycle training thing might had brought pain in my whole senses, but dude, im not giving up just yet.

PS, sorry for the crowded writing in my previous post. my enter button suddenly had a malfunction when i was typing yesterday.

-geianne

the stranger's change of heart.

two days of not having a proper internet connection really bored the brain inside of me. little did i know it mean to brought a purpose. yes, for two days the only things i could access to are quizilla and facebook. for two days i've read awesome stories and checked every notification there is on my facebook account. and yesterday night, i got the good news. wandering hopelessly onto the social networking site that i am in, i saw a batchmate's post about a testimony of a lady about God's message for His people and her little tour in heaven and hell. not that i dont believe in all those things but i guess i've outgrown the teaches of my family about it and it was scrapped by the influence of people in me until yesterday night. i always believed in Him, the miracles that He does, and ofcourse the sanctuary of the good and evil. i've read bits and parts of the testimony of the lady, but ofcourse, as a person with the ability to confuse myself, i admit that doubt had stirred in me whether what she had said of talking to our dear Father was lie or not. but then i've realized whether it was the truth or it wasnt, i know from myself that He exists and so does Heaven and Hell. Ive shuddered from the thought of those people in agony burning in that fiery place and realized the thought that when i've done my mission here on earth, i want to go and live in Heaven with Him. who doesnt? then my mistakes and all the sins ive made came into view making me think that whoa, where is that little girl who was afraid to mutter a curse? where is that little girl who doesnt think of anything else but positivity and goodness? where is that little whom God created? i abruptly remembered all those things that had been rusting in my mind, my heart and soul. i thought of the factors that had affected my faith. whom had i become? and i realize i must change. hence my new blog title. i may not easily break my habit but im trying to break off those that stained my being as a daughter of the Almighty Father. i had quite let myself drank the fact that all those things whom i thought noone witnessed were watched by That Glorious Someone. i feel really ashamed right now and i feel dislike towards myself that i could not abruptly diminish and undo my doings. i wanna change myself as soon as possible but as a human that i am, i know the fact that change is taken step by step. i asked Him forgiveness right after before i slept last night and promised to gradually erase those unbearable stuffs that had ruined me. i know it isnt too late, cause i know the love He had for us doesnt have a time limit.

splash! the story of the only dry muffin in a bunch of moist gingerbreads

hmm yea my title seems yummy but then my post is in no connection of that. or maybe a little, though nobody cooked some muffins and definitely there wasnt any moist ginger breads. only silly ole dry me in a bunch of wet people splashing and swimming around the pool. yes another great pool party it is! well maureen got all really excited to dip in the blue and just sent SMS to those who are willing enough to join her and I was one of those fortunate beanies to consider her idea. but i wasnt all giddy to have a swim, so i just stayed near the pool where i am in reach to dip my ugly toes. and no im not exaggerrating on the "ugly" part. we started our bonanza at 4pm but then the pool that we kinda had in mind was reserved for some whatsostuff so we headed to a farther location instead, officially had our fun at around 5 and wagged it off at 9. 4/13/11



-geianne

una said her thanks and the party people went mad

yes, una had her thanksgiving stuff at their house. had some food ofcourse, selected people were able to attend the mini gathering. had a lil bit of liquor for myself, invited some of her church members afterwards and eventually they sulk themselves with some beverage. y'know what happened in a couple of hours? explicit/dirty confessions were spilled. fun night it is!

i plunge into the blue with a bunch of hungry philosophers

april 9 was set. in the latter part of the morning, me, the "philisophers" (aka my classmates and their undying wits) and our adviser had set ourselves towards our last fun moments together as a class. but then before we speak about the main event, let's talk about how we murdered the time to wait for our food to be cooked. so yea, we've waited at katkat's plaaaace for like an hour or so. the outcome:




and this is what we kinda look like while going tough our "safari adventure":




lets see. to not make my eyes suffer, (since its already 12:30am and my allergies are attacking) lets just have an easy, simple summary. here it goes: we went to the pool, had a party, ate lots and lots of food (and we happen to almost put them all in our tummies), listened to one of my guy classmate's departing speech, accepted his smiley pin as a sign of remembrance, and went home at 4:30pm. after the whole thing, i wasnt able to go at ronica's thanksgiving party since my body felt like massive crap.











-geianne

i cross the boundary of the unknown

that was it. the day that i was going to leave all of the tweenie things behind.

in the morning, i was as ignorant as an unpaid worker--still stretching into my bed at 5:00am. i couldve been prepared myself at four but then i never want that day to last and move forward. no i can never let that. im still in the state of denial even right now. i know i'd be missing the whole high school routines; going home with my friends together, the stupid poker faces that my classmates put on when they're not letting themselves tangle with any work, the lunches spent in the classrooms, the ever annoying commands of the teachers, and the faces that i wouldnt ever be seeing everyday again. needless to say, the most mundane thing i do everytime im facing awkward moments is cry myself in the bathroom and let my tears spill with the running water. i tried to forget all the memorabilia just to keep myself from hurrying through mom's murmurs about how slow i am since we still have her friend to do me the make up.

my morning was ruined when i got to the venue. my face was real terrible and mom reasoned out that it was because of how stressed i am but then what i thought was how my face didnt compliment with the cosmetics applied.

the mass went on first. my mood got better after seeing my friends' jolly faces. the mass went on and well, then we proceeded to the graduation proper. the masters of ceremonies called our names, mom and grandpa went to the stage for the awards, speeches were delivered, blah blah blah, the grad songs, and ofcourse the memory vids came last. i was surprised that not a tear escaped thorugh my eyes that very moment. maybe it was that i had prepared myself for that day or that there was this weird thing inside my head that keeps mumbling of how this was not the end and i could stil see my batchmates' faces again cause eventually, we'll bump into each other considering that they define what home is, or maybe it was just purely denial. you see, until now i could still not imagine racing to a different school in june with hundreds of unknown faces while inserting myself to an anonymous field. the thought scares me.












anyways, a lot of pictorials were done after the program and we went home at 1pm for lunch. no parties were called after my long afternoon sleep, idk maybe people got friggin tired also. and somewhere between the night, my mood got crumpled since people inside the house were being buggin freakos again.

my day ended up doing the usual, facing Aceyy til dawn.

-geianne

i snatched a sandwich from the unfortunate and ran off to the sea

no i didnt really snatch a sandwich from the poor, its more like an exaggeration to catch your attention. you mad now? lol, keep on reading.

anyway, im probably speaking to no one but myself right now so i might as well tell you (myself) everything what happened today.

i finally came into my senses at 6am and rushed to fix my scrapbook materials. i have been working on it for these past few days and decided to let my batchmates sign a whole page from it. i kinda did the whole autograph stuff this morning before our community service started.

yes, the community service. we had fun giving free slippers, toothbrush and toothpastes to those little unprivileged beanies, though i was pissed at first since some of our guy batchmates didnt comply their materials; it was estimated that the snacks would cut short, but thank God for His miracles, even we ourselves were given the chance to grab our own sandwiches. i bade goodbye to my bad mood after i ate.


later, i've blurted out my cravings to visit the beach and to make the long story short, thats what happened at 3pm ofcourse. technically, we've wasted an hour waiting outside the hair saloon for the guys to finish their haircuts, but then one of them ended with a "no go" decision. it almost spoiled my day (now lets not talk about that or else..) but yes, the magnificent ocean view and the breath-taking sunset didnt fail to make it up for me; we didnt bathe though, we just took some pictures, painted our nails, ate some snacks and dipped our toes into the cool blue water. this shall be filed in my own sets of memories.com, ofcourse.



i cant believe that this very day is our last day as a highschool teenie. (lol gotta get off now, mom's blabbing; i should sleep early toinght. graduation day tomorrow)

-geianne

between punching dough with two cruel people and fulfilment

9am was said to be the meeting time, but then you wouldn't really expect us to be on the go for the fact that we are girls, and we're those type of people who like others to wait for them and not the other way around. needless to say, the arrival at danette's place at 10 still kept me on the wait since little jezrah wasn't around yet. in between our patience and her arrival, a minimum of ten SMS were involved since we cant really call cause of our insufficient amount of mobile load.

after gushing a little about our secrets, we hopped to this cake shop only to find out that the tortilla wrappers weren't available so we wandered around the city like lost kittens under the blazing noon sun to find what we're looking for and unfortunately, there was none.

our complaining mouths finally decided to shoot our lucks and tried to made some wraps after we bought the ingredients and chilled in my cave for lunch.

it took us 7 cups of flour, 2 tsp of salt, 1 tsp of baking soda, 14 table spoon of vegetable oil, and 2 cups of hot water to finally prepare the dough. or whatever it is. and then 3 pairs of hands came into the view as the mixture was kneaded, formed into balls and finished the whole process.


it cost us about 5 hours just to put our stomachs into silence as we finally had our chicken and cheese pizzadilla.


PS lets not count all the flirting that happened in my skype account, which my two gals actively participated with. *wink wink*

technically after all those hardships and stifling arms, we were stuffed, and until now i still have some left-overs which im trying to consume. (though im not really winning here)

the girls went home when danette's dad picked them up at around 9 but our kewlness didnt end up there at all cause we actually exchanged SMS with another BFF til midnight.

-geianne

i outsmarted the jack's prank on april fools

lol at me being fooled by you. didnt fell for it though. or did i?