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This entry is classified into four categories:
I. Petty Frustrations with Technology and Posting
II. Growth and Dev't through Entries
III. Talk of Religions
IV. Election: Day One
I. Petty Frustrations with Technology and Posting
(Frankly, I’m annoyed. I’ve already written eight long paragraphs, divided unequally already to two lj cuts— only to have my mouse pointer click accidently at the upload pictures button. Damn. So I’ll try to remember exactly what I have written which was already very amusing. Hmph.)
Yes. I’ve been skimming through my old Xanga posts, figuring –and ultimately failing at—how to get my old old old entries from Xanga –which I was unable to post to my lj site— posted at Multiply through the latter’s cross-thingies which would allow importation of entries from another site. As of the latest report—to you from me, of course— I have just recently unselected a lot of entries and left exactly thirty-nine ticked, only to have the exact thirty-nine manually deleted after I realized they without organization. I should have listened to my subconscious that the first two which were successfully copied from Xanga were not a result of my hastiness to finish the updating as my mom and I were about to leave the house, but that they were simply what they were: dateless. (I meant the word dateless in the sense of the calendar-slash-date reference, hoping that your mind would not conceive an image which would have either a single female or a single male waiting, moping.) *sighs* Waste of time.
II. Growth and Dev't through Entries
Then again, I was amused with my own reaction which was a mixture of horrification and humiliation after browsing through my ancient posts. I cared not for how I wrote, and simply typed and typed and typed, having no respect for grammar and punctuation. Even to the point of abusing the ellipsis, overly using it, which must be grounds for homicidal towards punctuations! This must be grounds for treason or something synonymous with it, and the punishment is death!
For a little excerpt of my crimes: Alright...we were half-day today..so...I had to had a break hehe it was the right time..I don't know it's just that I want to rush things... // Last night...they came...around 10 pm or so...coudn't quite remeber at all...So i got new jackets..a black overall...which was kinda cool, i specially liked the design...hah!..anyway...
*wince* I feel bad. *hint: That last statement shouts out that you grilling me is no longer needed; however, if you have an ice-cold heart, and I have in no way possibly of stopping you from pressing me, then I have no choice.*
Whenever I get a chance to read Forced to Forget, I can't help but feel the elation at, at least, the development-- my growth in terms of writing. I used to write without care, but now, I'm mindful --most of the time, if not always-- to check my work for errors. My writing style has changed, maybe not yet of my own, but at least I'm actually aware and appreciate English for what it truly is: not just a language, but an art on its own.
If English were only a religion, I would have been under its Church. (No-offence to anyone: God or human. It is after all just a wistful idea that would never hold true.)
III. Talk of Religions
Speaking of religion, I miss praising the Lord through music, through singing. I love singing, and I will always will. I miss how I've been a part of organizations, choirs-- only to have politics and and schedules as the cause of my estrangement from them.
My family rarely goes and attend Masses.
And as my mother said, and I shall quote and re-phrase: "I find it ironic that your father is forcing us to attend and the rites at the Chinese Temple when we can't even persuade him to attend our church. I don't mean that I don't want to be at the Chinese Temple. It is after all for taima, but, as Catholics, do we really have to finish the whole thing? From nine am to three pm when we clearly are not Buddhists?"
If only I could go alone, then I would. Guilt, among many other things, is one reason. Gratitude and offering, duty and reverence are others.
There have been an annoucned number of 200 people dead, as Julius Babao/w (sp?) have mentioned a while ago, 5:49 PM. Two hundred dead, and twenty-four hours has not passed since votation was opened, three hours has not passed since it was declared closed. Should Filipinos be prepared for more?
What I don't understand is how unaccurate the count is: It could be clearly read at ABS-CBN Interactive, Marathon count follows bloody Philippine poll, as of 7:17, that, "So far, over 120 people have been killed since the campaign began three months ago, but the body count is lower than the 189 murdered in the last elections, in 2004."
And yet Julius said two-hundred.
I'm terribly confused, and neither commenting nor complaining. Just plain confused. So what are the real figures?
That is not the only controvercy. Last May 11, Commissions on Elections (COMELEC) had declared Joselito Cayetano as a nuisance candidate and was therefore disqaulified, yet he remains as a candidate in some precincts and some reports. Yes. COMELEC actually did something, but the fact that they did it on the eleventh hour, leading Alan Peter Cayetano to a false sense of security by announcing that appeals could be made on the arrangement that "Cayetano" would now be counted towards Allan Peter Cayetano. Moreover, the COMELEC is causing another confusion-- they have, starting with a Bacolod precinct, declared that votes written as "Cayetano" would be considered stray votes.
Wasn't it enough that Jose Lito Cayetano is desqualified? Wasn't it they who already allowed "Cayetano"?
Who have ever heard of a referee, in this case, COMELEC, protesting for a player's defense when the said player has not even filed complaints? A female analyst even joked whether or not Jose Lito Cayetano was still in the picture, or whether he was disposed of. After all this is the Philippines, and we are under PGMA's administration. And what right did the Malacanang spokesperson have on meddling with the Cayetano issue by conversing with a COMELEC secretary about the said issue?
As Alan Peter Cayetano said, "Abalos is out and out sabotaging my candidacy. He is doing things that has never been done in Philippine election. This is worse than the Hello Garci scandal. He is to make sure that I’m not proclaimed but the can’t stop the will of the people. I’m going to the Supreme Court tomorrow despite winning because I have to protect every single vote and honor those who voted for me."
Cayetano, representative of Taguig's lone district who has crossed swords with First Gentleman Jose Miguel "Mike" Arroyo over the latter's alleged secret bank accounts, said having a candidate with the same family name affected his campaign. "So although we're happy, I didn't get justice. I'm the perfect example of 'justice delayed, justice denied.' My whole campaign was affected," he said. "They have accomplished their purpose."
(Alan Peter Cayetano’s problems far from over , Posted May 12, 2007 20:13:00(Mla Time), Jerome Aning Edson C. Tandoc Jr. Dona Pazzibugan)
Let me digress this subject and move on to the Hello Garci scandal. Who here believes that PGMA cheated? She apologized publicly, wasn't that enough? The fact that she cited that she had the right against self-incrimination when she was asked whether she cheated or not was enough. Why would you need that right when you're innocent?
And yet Miss Cheche asked on analyst whether he has seen cheating-on-a-fair-scale. The analyst, laughed, scoffing, and responded, "I have been watching ABS-CBN, ANC, and all I see is cheating. Vote buying, grenades-- everything!"
Then the female analyst quipped, "PGMA has grown smarter through the years. She has experienced three elections during her term. Each year she is improving. Last elections, soldiers were already involved with counting the COs, and fortunately, their counting did not match, or else no one would have noticed thier tactic. This year, they have made it a command that soldiers should vote a straight 12-0 Team Unity." And the other scandal involving the Secretary of DOJ.
Oh, and I repeatedly heard that ABS-CBN will cover only 10% of the counting. They have been receiving a lot of texts, a lot of emails on cheating and whatnot, while the counting proceedings are being monitored live. What would happen after the live monitoring? *shakes head*
I'm just glad that the most of the top twelve spots are occupied by the Opposition's candidates.
P.S. I've finished with Snakecharm, the second book to Amelia Atwater-Rhodes' The Kiesha'ra Series.
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| It's weird। It's Good Friday, and I'm in my house। Again, it's weird। Why? Because my family never spends Holy Week at just our house। We either go out-of-town, (and if we're lucky enough) we go out-of-the-coutry, (and if my dad it too lazy to drive or we have, hotel coupons) we check-in at a hotel। We never ever stayed just at home. This experience is a first for me and family. So, why is it that we're at home, and not doing any of the above-mentioned? It has something to do with my grandmother who's very sensitive/emotional and sick. There's been some *cough* past occurences that brought panic to my parents. So, just in case something happens, my father wants to be there. Immediately. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_* The Mac Book Pro is one of the most powerful notebooks being sold in the market today. In my country, Apple stores sell it at about P183,000. *whistles* I don't even ever dream of owning one. I'm quite satisfied with the P81,000 Mac Book MA700 ZP/A, even though I don't own such a machine. For the first time though, I found an Apple notebook that was affordable when compared to other notebooks. It's specs are pretty good: Intel Core 2 Duo, 2.0Ghz, 1 gb RAM, 80 gb HD, DVD Superdrive, Lan, Bluetooth, and it's an APPLE. It was the other night, when my brother was using a very powerful notebook. It was fast, and look exactly like a Mac Book Pro. Except there was no trademark Apple on its lid. *gasp* Yeah, there was none. What's more, instead of paying P183,000 to P200,000 for that piece of metal, he only paid P50,000. (Almost similar specs except that there's no remote.) Damn. Wow. He built the laptop. Not literally. He canvassed for the parts, obtained warranty for each and every part, and paid P50,000 for everything. So, fine. Sadly, there's just no lighted Apple. *sighs* If I just had P10,000 I would have instantly called my brother's offer of P10,000 for his Asus laptop. Hell yeah, I'd get his laptop. Slim, chic, light. Instead, I'm still stuck with a Satellite Toshiba that was bought when my brother was in law school, running on Pentium 4, has a graphic card of 32mb, and only 40 gb. *huffs* Well, at least I'm using it, and I'm really really using it. Once I get to college, which will be in the year 2008, (Oh, *sweetly* is that next year?) I'll buy a light one. Or if not, a powerful one that's lighter than this Toshiba. I can't say I regret having this laptop though since every single day of this Summer, I'm just in front of it. I'm thankful that at least I got myself a laptop (even though it's not officially mine) through elimination. My dihya doesn't care since he has his Compaq (whose hinge is already broken) and can buy his own. I come next before my younger brother, so this goes to me unofficially. Besides, I need it more than he does, and he can keep the desktop for all I care. He can play his games there. The only thing I'm after from the desktop is its 280gb drive where we can store our downloads. *groans* See, that's the thing. I don't have any P2P or torrent program in this Toshiba because my brother doesn't allow me to have one at all. So now I can't download free ebooks. And the books that I want to read from Avon Publishing cost a lot at Powerbooks. (The min is P600. Hell yes.) *_*_*_*_*_*_*_* I bought three books last week. Right? One was Hard by Emma Gold. I read a review once, after I bought the book, that she makes writing easy. I can see now, really. And that's not a compliment. It's the sort of writing I try to stay away from. For every twenty sentences, there's about four to five which are interesting/amusing and written well. *sighs* I mean, her vocabulary is great. It's just that... *awkward* No offense to anyone. I mean, I know I'm don't really write that great, and I don't have the right to comment... the thing is I can't help it. She gets to be published. And there are a lot of fanfic writers there who are a hundred times better, although I'm not sure if they can write original fiction. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* Have I written something about The Thing About Jane? I'm not sure, and I'm too lazy to click "View Journal" and check. The Thing About Jane is a lot better than Hard. I finished the book didn't I? I read it for just a night-- straight. It was amusing-slash-funny. She's an attorney whose father was a military man. Says something about how she was brought up. All soldier like. And guys, were just creeped out that there is not hidden "kitten" underneath her toughness. She's responsible, frank, smart. She was so unfeminine. And she's sick and tired of being dumped at the first date, without even knowing what her problem was. And one day, after being stuck in home due to a storm, a marathon in Doris Day came up on the t.v.. Wala. She had her inspiration, her model. It was cute. But I think I like her better as the mix Jane. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* God knows I want to study abroad. United States, Canada, UK, Australia... Just yesterday, we visited a kung-fu doctor whose son is in Australia. He's an orthopedic, by the way. I envy the guy, you know. His parents, the kung-fu doctor and his wife, told me and my dad that studying here in the Philippines even if it's already Ateneo is "no good". He told me to search the internet; it's what his son did. My dad told me the same thing. But I know my dad. He's kuripot. And I just feel awkward with the fact that my education, if I study abroad, will cost more than P1,000,000 annually as oppose to a P100,000 or less if I study here. That one million a year, is just for education. No lodging, no food, no other misc. expenses yet. Yikes. And I don't even know what to take yet. Whether I'll take psych, pre-med to med, or law. It's just when you study there, you have to be sure of what you do. And I'm not yet. There'll be a lot of pressure to do really well. (Although my current grade of 91.60+ if converted to their GPA-- Australia would be 7.0, and my grade in the U.S. is from 3.7-4.0.) But I want to work abroad. And if I'll be taking a science course as a pre-med, hell technology there is like, "ooooh!!!" If I'm going to be studying in Queensland (which surprisingly was very easy to research and they give tons of information on what you need to apply, what to do, etc), I need to take the National College Career Assesment seriously. No screwing up. I also need a year in a college, making sure I get good grades. But I want to study badly in Ateneo. I'll take Psych/chem as a pre-med course, and since they will be opening the Ateneo School of Medicine by June, by the time my turn comes, the school will already be fully on its feet. And it's Ateneo, for God's sake. They do take their reputation on giving quality education seriously. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* I might do a fanmix. I want to spefically work with English OPM. I've found two --or was it three-- songs by Callalily. I'm just not sure when I'll start with it since I want to finish Forced to Forget. I have never been this dedicated to a story before. I just hope that for every chapter I finish, I find a way to continue the story. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* For the record, MALL OF ASIA was closed. Stupid idiots. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_ Photoshop results. (I can't do the vector art yet. The tutorial I got was really not a step-by-step. It's hard. Really hard. I want to try and make banners for fics, only I still don't know the basics, and the person's tutorials are not working since her gellery 2.2 isn't properly installed. *sighs*) Image 1: I labelled her as Gryff Princess. *grins* Before  After 
Image 2: I was supposed to have her blonde with blue eyes, but I settled with this instead.
Before  After  Simple Animation I made. It was my first, so this is the only thing you'll get. I'll do a scenic one next. (To see the animation, you have to click it, and a new tab/window will open)  | | |
| My my my, what do you know? Seems like I've been updating pretty much lately. *laugh* All right, so maybe I was just excited to post some icons and pictures I've been been playing around last night. Yes, as my ym stat announced last night, I was 'goofing around with photoshop'. So, I was up until, past 12 am, and was still awake, writhing in my bed, turning and tossing, until about 2 am. Tell me about it. I was pretty tired and sleepy, but it seems like the Sandman had other plans for me. Anyway, I woke up 7:00 am a while ago without much difficutly, to my own surprise. I started reading the second book ( The Dream Unfolds) of the Crosslyn Rise Triolgy. Barbara Delinsky, in my opinion, is so-so. There's nothing special about her style, and seemingly, I found the first book somewhat short. It was as if it was just a short story. Don't get me wrong though, she's better than most I've read. I find some of her dialogue really amusing. The pretty leading female character in the first book is a professor in Harvard (lucky her!) who teaches foreign language literary (Russian lit, etc.) She thinks she isn't good enough, isn't pretty enough, isn't aggressive enough-- in short, she thinks of herself as boring. So when Carter Malloy, her childhood nightmare turned 'saint', appears to be the perfect choice to be one of the investors and architect, more specifically, to restore Crosslyn Rise, she doesn't believe the change for one bit and considers his motive as revenge। Slowly, after spending time with Carter (who's just too damn nice and handsome and hot and nice and patient and sweet and nice and aww!) she realizes that his change is really authentic. But the problem isn't that. It's the fact that she thinks Carter is too good to be true, and that she doesn't deserve him. And later on, after Crosslyn Rise is back on its toes, he'll leave her. Or maybe, just like her first husband, he's in love with Crosslyn Rise and not her. Frankly, I love Carter-- he cried! Aww... :) Oh, I got my report card back. I have the same average! Do you believe that? As in same! 91.78. Golly. Hah. My Geometry grade went up 5-6 points, so that says something about my other subjects. I, fortunately, retained my chemistry grade at 91. It didn't increaes or decrease. *shrug* Ah, oh yeah. The pictures. (the first pictures, pictures in the left, are the original pictures. you may call it the source picture.) (I can't seem to find an hp drawing that I photoshopped. damn.) So here's picture 1, or rather, icon 1 (which took me the longest to make):  to 
icon 2 :  to  icon 5: (my least favorite)  to 
and textures I made:
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| I was blindly groping for some author -any author- among the the books and books piled across the shelves of Book Sale a while ago, brought about the frustration that I couldn't locate any Susan Elizabeth Phillips. Pretty pathetic, huh. I was really desperate for a good read, which led me to pick up Fancy Pants by Susan Elizabett Phillips and read it again. It was during breakfast yesterday when my little brother posed a question while I was reading- reading! He knows how much I hate being distrubed everytime I'm reading a book. So there I was, flipping the page, reading the words, stabbing a piece of spam, swimming it on ketchup, then brining it to my mouth, when he striked. It was a really stupid question, bent on making sure I get annoyed afterwards. He asked, (and after the dialogue, I felt insulted, by the way) "How long have you been reading the book? Ang tagal ko na iyan nakikita diyan ah!" I snapped at him, and said, "I'm rereading it."The whole exchange was about him insinuating that I was a slow reader, when he knew, I wasn't! It was a waste of my perfectly good saliva, busy schedule, and my brain cells trying to process his stupid question. And ignoring him, wasn't a possible option, belive me. He'd just go and nag until I answer. That's how it is. It perfectly demonstrates how immature guys are. Seriously.
Remember last week -was it last week?- when I bought two books, again bySusan Elizabeth Phillips, and a brush set form G-list? Well, it left my wallet P532 (after buying a crackling-powder-with-a-lollipop-shaped-as-a-foot). So, with that, I was able to buy three books.
- Barbara Delinsky's Crosslyn Trilogy: The Dream, The Dream Unfolds, The Dream Comes True
- Cole Perriman's Terminal Games
- Emma Gold's Hard
I wanted to buy Ladies' Poker Night (P140) and Berdgorf Blondes (P60), only my P532 wasn't enough. I reluctantly returned the two books. I mean, the Berdgorf Blondes was a really good deal. They had a lot of copies there; most of them appeared brand-new. Maybe next time...
Anyway, my sense of time is way distorted. You see, every Wednesday, my mother would go -used to go- to either Rustan's or Shopwise to do our grocery since their was a double-your-points promo during every said day. Unfortunately, they retracted that promo, so you could only double your points every first Wednesday of every month. Too bad. Anyway, it was yesterday when I asked my mom what our itinerary for the day would be, which in the end wasn't followed. She said, "Grocery." I stared at her bewildered, my brows furrowed in confusion. "But it's Tuesday!" I protested. And to my embarassment, she corrected me and said it was Wednesday. A quick glance at my watch told me she was right. Haii. Oh yeah, it was, if I believe I'm correct, two weeks ago, when I came across the perfect and specific way to label guys. I got it after watching KJS for about 10 mintues. Anyway, there's the term sexy/ugly, sexy/cute, funny/tragic, funny/logical, funny/smart, etc. I found it actually... fitting, you know. I mean, I would see some pictures of celebrities who aren't handsome/good-looking, but you find them hot, even sexy, despite their, ah, unattrictiveness. Next time, I'll know how to properly describe a guy's physical apperance as oppose to a really vague description. lol I'm writing another fiction, hp fiction at that, which may be a bit dark. I've been itching to write a dark fic since the first time I got the idea of wanting to write an hp fic. The first one was... ugh.. to much detail, which pretty much appeared boring. The second one was... I didn't continue it. Anyway, this fiction... consists of the Death Eaters conditioning Hermione's mind, turning her into a Death Eater as well. It's a Dhr fic, of course. (Or maybe a BZHG... Hmm...)
OOooh. Last one. Promise. My brother recieved a call from Fullybooked a while ago since I was, erm, indisposed. We got accepted! We'll start April 11... I'm betting I'll be the oldest one, for sure. Haha. Oh well, I'm there for the workshops anyway. *hint* Hah! As if that'll ever happen. | | |
| I took my first swim and played my first badminton game for the summer. It was a darn good feeling.
I was up the whole morning just editing my nephew's pictures. The pictures were taken by my dad with the Canon EOS (DSLR)400D. It's amazing, really. I experimented with the manual adjustments on Sunday. Really really good piece of camera. But still, it wasn't fast enough to take good pictures of a baby, even with my dad's collection of his past lenses; he had to buy a new one. With the new lens, the camera was able to capture quick movements without being blurred. My nephew was on the bed above a white bedsheet. Three table lamps, two emergency lamps, and the main light was switched on. Still, the pictures taken were a bit dark. Not the actual lighting or color. Since the camera was able to capture quick movements, it only meant that the lense could only open its shutter to a very limited, small, circumference. Smaller circumference meant less light, hence the dark quality of the pictures.
My task that morning was to edit, edit, and edit. *blinks* I grew impatient with the desktop at the library, so I copied all the pictures I selected which were good enough to be entered into the star baby something contest at SM.
After those, I was inspired to work with the photoshop itself. Not just adjusting levels, brightness/contrast... but using the layers on actual human pictures.
Picture 1: Basic Picture (without edits) Picture 2: After patching and retouch (skin-tone, eyes, blemishes); with lipgloss Picture 3: After eye-liner    Picture 4: Experimented with Green eye-shadow; other edits Picture 5: Experimented with silver eye-shadow which turned natural after added "effect", and changed the lipgloss brand, added blush (which I think was too much, ah well.) :P If I can comment on my own work, I would say... for my first batch... (really.) they're pretty good. Had her looking like a Barbie doll. *laughs* My brother commented, while I was editing his son's pictures, that maybe I had a knack for editing. I can work in U.S. in the future... so you know... I should change my intended careers (business/med/psych) since I was very keen and patient with the small details. Maybe. I don't really know. I do have this thing for details. And I enjoy photoshops since I get to produce something creative without actually drawing them-- since everyone knows I can't really draw well. It gives me the chance to manipulate, to be critical, to analyze...without getting frustrated with that fact that there wouldn't be any product at all since I can't draw. With photoshops, even without the skill... if you're just patient and creative... then you can do it. And I really love manipulting... (I'm evil.) P.S. I'm really frustrated since I don't have a brand new book to read. I'm already done with the two SEP books I bought last week. Wonderful, they were. I'm not getting much luck at fanfictions as well.have. It's just that every thing I pick is... blah. Ugh. And, what's more... I still don't have a P2P installed in my laptop because my ahya has not cleared any program yet, meaning he has not deemed any program fit to have no spywares which will not trace my whereabouts and land me in a place full of bars. Yes. Hmph. Oh gawd. Plus the fact that I'm almost finishing Season 2 of NUmbers.. What ever will I watch next? *feet tapping* Ah! Before I end this.. I'm into something- a new fanfic. Hopefully this will serve as my big break after those tid bits. Wish me luck! :) | | |
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