doodles and babbles

Friday, July 30, 2004

I thought it was a TERRORIST ATTACK...

I was in front of the computer when suddenly the lights flickered. Before I knew it, I was enveloped with pitch darkness and I could not see a thing. It was a block out. Then suddenly... I heard it...

A terrifying blast from the sky. I knew it was just a big and loud thunder but when our neighbors freaked out and started screaming at the top of their lungs--like they were running from a bomb or something--I trembled with fear (like I suddenly had a Parkinson's disease out of the blue) and I felt my heart stopped. I stood from my seat and peaked outside, expecting black and orange fumes spreading across the cloudy night sky and engulfing flames rising from the neighborhood.

But I only saw some neighbors walking--just like nothing happened--down the street. Some were standing in front of the sari-sari store across our house gazing at the peaceful night sky. No smoke. No fumes. Just the gray silently drifiting above.

Haay... akala ko talaga terrorist attack na yun! Sobrang wild kasi ng imagination ko. Ang o-OA kasi mag-react ng mga tao dito sa lugar namin. Pag nawalan ng kuryente parang kung ano na ang nawala sa kanila. Pag naman biglang nagka-ilaw parang may dumating na artista. Ewan ko ba... I just really thank God that it was not something really worst. Matagal ko na kasing iniisip na pano pag dumating ang time na yung lugar naman namin ang... Waah! I rebuke that thought. I don't want to think about it again. May God give me peace in my heart.

11:00 PM
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Huwag sana kayong antukin dito sa lullaby ng blog ko...

Ako po'y nagpapasalamat kay Orange dahil nakuha ko itong music sa blog niya. Thanks a lotta bunch Orange! Luv yah! Mwah! Sana maayos na blog mo...

Sana marelax kayo kahit onti dito sa blog ko. Pampawala ng stessor... haaay...
sarap matulog...

sweet dreams...

10:38 AM
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Thursday, July 29, 2004

Bago na blog ko!!!

Hayan... ayos na ulit. Nawala kasi yung cute na cute na picture nung cartoon character eh. bakit kaya?

Anyways, ayos na siya ngayon. At cute na cute din yung drawing! Kasing cute kooooh!!! haha!
Oipst! Wala aangal. Mundo ko to! Nakikibasa lang kayo! haha!

Hayun lang. Salamat sa mga nagtsatsagang bumasa ng aking mga posts. :) Bye for now.

3:30 PM
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Sunday, July 25, 2004

WAAAH! AAARGH! NYAHAHAHA!!!

Hay naku... ang nadudulot nga naman ng malaking akala...

I was doing my research report for the first experiment in exp psyk. And I was really really really aaarrgh! Hirap talaga. I asked Orange for help. She texted me to text Lele kasi siya daw ang reporter ng group nila. So, I started texting Lele. We exchanged kuro-kuros... and results... and complaints... and expressions like "waah!", "huhuhu", "yoko na!", and many more. To sum it all, pareho kami ng nadarama ni Lele. Nahihirapan kami. Kaya naman kagabi pa kami nagtetexan at nagtatanungan.

This morning, she asked me about how to write the "results". I tried my best to explain, (sana na gets lahat yun ni Lele) pero honestly, nahihirapan rin akong intindihin! Hanggang sa dumating na ang hapon at ang results naman sa t-test ang pinag-usapan namin.

Hayun. Dun kami nagka-labo labo. Sobrang magkaiba kami ng results. Until Lele decided to call me sa landline ko. Tinanong niya yung means ng dalawang group ko. I said "14.52 and 12.66. Ikaw? Ano ba nakuha mo?" Then she asked, "Teka... anong experiment ka ba?" Sabi ko, "First."

And that was the word that explained the big difference between our t-test results. SECOND EXPERIMENT PALA SIYA!!! Gusto kong umiyaaaak... "Shucks, we make bulabog of each other and then hindi pala kami magkapareho ng experiment?" Haaay...

But anyways, ang maiiconclude ko lang, masayang ka-texan si Lele. Hehehe!!! Kahit hindi kami magkapareho ng experiment, somehow, nasagot namin ang tanong ng isa-isa't isa tungkol sa pano paggawa ng research report.

Thanks Lele! :) Inaalay ko ang posts na ito sa'yo. Salamat sa pakikiramay... Hanggang sa uulitin! hehehe!

6:40 PM
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Friday, July 23, 2004

Story #2: Trojan

ito pa isa kong story na naiisip. Baka simulan ko nalang to pagnatapos ko na yung nasimulan ko. "Scratch" nga pala title nung una. Um... sabihin nyo mga insights, comments, and critics nyo ha? thanks. you're a part of my world...

title: trojan (alam ko may kaparehong movie title to. nag-iisip pa ako ng kaduktong para naman maiba. but the story is completely different from the movie "trojan". di ko pa nga napapanood yun...)

plot:

Kara Westcott is a 19-year old special computer software agent (or a cyber-freak, a much appropriate term) in the well known LyNX Laboratories Inc. (LyNX Lab).

She is living independently in her own flat, together with her 15 year old brother, Ram. At her young age, and with perfect guts, beauty and brain, plus millions more because she is earning a lot from that company, guys are always behind her heels. Even she has a boyfriend, many suitors are still taking the chance to win her heart. (most especially, to win her wealth)

Life has been just normal between Kara and her pesky little brother, even though their parents were already gone five years ago. During that time, they had great financial needs. Since they don't know any of their relatives, Kara had to find her own way to raise themselves. Fortunately, she has this outstanding skills in computer and that made her push through into the corporate world.

At a very young age, she became a special software agent for this company named LyNX Lab. And she earned a LOT. As in, a lot, lot. So far, this company helped them live their lives with a satisfied stomach. And they even got more than enough as the years go by...

But one very sunny day, Kara's life has changed.

When she get to the office of LyNX Lab, she suddenly realizes that the president of the company is at rage. A very complicated and distructive virus has entered the system of LyNX. The entire cyber network of the company is doomed to crash. And with that, around a billion-worth of businesses depending on their company are soon to crumble down with them.

The trail of the virus traces back to the person who is responsible for this: Kara Westcott.

Within a blink of an eye, Kara suddenly lost her job. Her bank account is freezed and she gets home trembling from inside out. She had no idea about the virus. And the accusations almost knock off her sanity. When she got home that day, another startling news meets her. Her brother was gone. And a kidnapper's note is left saying that she should transfer her entire account to a name that she had never heard before.

Who is behind all these things? What does he (or she) wants from her?

It's for me to know, and for you to wait and find out... hehe! :)

11:50 AM
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Kawawa naman ako

hay... too bad. nagkasakit si orange. kaya ngayon, heto... mag-isa lang ako nag-iinternet sa nitro hub. huhuhu. pero, orange, ok lang yun! :) pagaling ka ng husto ha. ano kaya nakain ng babaeng to? excited pa naman din siya kahapon dahil mag-iinternet kami...

9:40 AM
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Thursday, July 22, 2004

Story #1: Scratch

i'm writing a story. it's kinda long. just wanna share the plot with you guys. please tell me if its okay or if its corny or if its yucky or if its la lang... criticize it if you want. (wag nyo lang murahin ha? iiyak ako...) okay, here goes...

Scratch... scratch... scrrrratch...

It was an old story. Probably a century-old myth that was etched on the musty old brick walls of the 400-year old Hale-Henderson University. A creepy sound was echoing behind the walls of the history section of the library... like scratches, scrapes, and sometimes even moans. Nobody knew what was the story behind the ghostly phenomenon. Much less the thing that lies behind it.

Not until Nathan Griggs entered the university.

Orphaned. Polio-survivor. Crippled. These were the words that made up Nathan's name. Plus the aluminum crutches that made up his entire being. He has been attracting curious, pitiful, and discriminating eyes ever since the polio struck him 10 years ago.

Now that he was entering college, would his life be somehow changed, in a sense that there would be no bullies and taunts? He believed that people in college were more mature and mostly think about their own stuffs and selves that they didn't have the time to notice the people around them... especially the people like him. He has hopes that somehow, his college life would be more peaceful than his high school days.

But he was absolutely wrong. And he just realized it when he met--or should I say, when he bumped with Justin Parks, the least person anybody would want to meet, and worse, to bump with. The 3rd year student was expert in sending people to the hospital, especially those who get on his way. Thanks to Kathleen Goldstein, Nathan's newly found friend. The girl's beauty and smartness saved him from the wrath of Justin.

After that incident, Nathan managed to avoid Justin's way, with the help of new friends (who seemed to be in not-so-good terms with each other).

But his seemingly peaceful days turned upside down when he came across the creepy myth of the school. He couldn't keep himself from investigating and probing for answers. He stirred it back to life when he anonymously published the mysterious issue on the school's newspaper...

But he soon regretted what he had done. If he only knew the horror it would bring to him... if he only knew that it would bring him right into the merciless fist of the ghost... if he only knew how stupid his decision was...

... to be continued.

-arra 072204f3.5opm-

3:50 PM
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Thursday, July 15, 2004

Just a mist

swirling mist
of oddness and mystery...
cold, damp, and eerie...
lingering around
amongst the crowd
of flesh and bone
touching their nape
and arms
sending tingles
down their spine
and yet...
remaining unnoticed.
unseen. unwanted.
what am i? a ghost?
no! i'm a human being!
waving to be seen
screaming to be heard
but for them,
i remain silent.
quiet. still. mute.
like a midnight mist
cold, damp, eerie...

10:43 PM
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Elow!
Test lang po ito...
Wala pa ako maisip na maisulat...
At first time ko po ito!
Pasensya na rin sa blog ko...
Kinda... boring...
Hindi pa ako marunong eh!
Oki, buh-bye for now.

10:43 PM
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