nokturnalkittie

Hello my dear Tabulas account. Its been years since the last time I have used this account.

I saw my last post here, which was dated September 12, 2008 (after my 18th birthday). I remember, we were still residing at Caloocan then when the last time I've type an entry to my blog. Anyway in span of more than 2 years or so, there's so many things that happened to me - There's the time that we have moved in to another place, which is in Bulacan. I remember that time, I just got home after my job interview. Things were all packed-up, including mine. I suddenly fell in tears after seeing this scenario. It was hard for me to accept the fact that we're moving away from this place. But what can I do? for I don't have the power to decide and to control my parent's decision. Oh well, our life here (in Bulacan) is way too different in Caloocan. Even the type of the community per se! Oohh, I remember our first day there. Most of our neighbors were kinda spectator-like, curious-y whatever. They kept annoying me err make it "us". Whenever we're going outside or what. They kept that "stare" to you and I don't give a damn to those people anyway. They look like a bunch of looser fags. You know what, I don't even have a friend in our place! (and I'm not even interested having one). Our house is way too smaller than our previous (which is a 2-storey house and a really big garage and backyard), unlike our present house - a bungalow, studio typish one. We don't even have a garage here. Once you're inside, there you'll see our living area, dining... even the bedroom! The freaky err what term would be appropriate with this, let's say "uh-oh" part here is, some of the residents here in our community are plant-snatchers. Weird eh? but true. This shit happens whenever I bought a pot of large American White roses for my Mom. It was Mother's Day then when I decided to buy a gift for my mom. Rather than buying a boquet of flowers as a present, I bought a potted one instead. My mom is fond of growing plants and she's blessed - having a green thumb. So expect the plants that you'll give to her, will grow. Anyway, lets go back to the "plant-snatchers" part. So there, my mom loved my present so much and she decided to plant it in our front plantbox. After a day or two, we were surprised that the plants were trimmed down. The stem are cutted all the way through! 3 of the rose plants were trimmed down! THAT'S A BIG SHIT MAN! That shit got to my nerves ruined my day. I didn't help my self but to yell allover inside, after seeing this. This thing didn't happened once, not twice, but THRICE! Oh God, the horror of seeing this thing happen. Its okay if I just bought them on the nearby market or mall, but I bought them straight from Quezon Avenue, which I have to travel it in a 2-hour ride or so. Carrying this type of plant is not a joke, this is way too heavy and I even wore dress and heels when I bought this! Oh well, since that 3 attempts happened, I have decided to don't buy that again...

Oh well, some of the excerpts of our Life Living in Horror, err make it Bulacan )

+Been smashin my head on: Online Radio Streaming - Love Radio
+Im feelin like: gloomy

nokturnalkittie

    Mabuti naman at itong munting pahayagan ko ng aking damdamin ang ibinasa mo. Salamat na rin sa oras na inilahad mo sa pagpindot ng salita-daluyan o link.

    Nakakagulat at gumamit ako ng wikang Filipino sa paghayag ng aking saloobin. Minsan, kailangan din natin gamitin at pahalagaan ang ating wikang namumutangi sa ating sangkatauhan. Dahil sa wika natin, kaya tayoý nagkabuklod-buklod at nagkaroon ng iisang mithi. Nakatulong ito upang maipahayag pa natin ang ating mga namumutawing mga kaisipan sa mga bagay bagay, sa pamamagitan ng pananalita at pagsulat. Ito rin ay nagsilbing sandata natin upang maipakita natin sa mga ibang lahi na tayo ay mayroon sariling kultura't wika na maari nating maipagmalaki. Nagsisilbi din itong karangalan para sa ating lahi. kaya dapat tayong magbunyi. Isa tayong Pilipino!

    Did i make your nose and brain bleed? Hope i did not. Oh well, sometimes it feels so so good using your own mother language. If only others can understand Filipino. Sometimes, i feel upset for those guys whom keep blabbing that our national laguage was called Tagalog. How pity, since elementary, its stated that it should be called FILIPINO not Tagalog. Filipino consists of the mixed-up Philippine language - Bit of Spanish, Visayan, tagalog and so on... Oh well, i wonder when could my fellow citizens distinguish what are the lefts and rights, rights and wrongs, blues and reds, Tagalog and Filipino...

OH WELL... phew...

hmm, why did i opened a topic up about languages anyway? [nahh i dunno. teehee!]

Hmm, some journal updates today? Nothing new, i attend my class looking wasted. Yep, dont have any make ups on my face. Treat my self for a plate of Paotsin's sharksfin dumpling with rice, along with a cup of cold ice tea... Yum!

nokturnalkittie

    Recently this morning, while reading a Libre newspaper along with my sister. We saw the headline about the Cainta Hold-up, which the victim, naming Tara Santelices was one of my boyfriend's buddy. The girl was a graduate from Ateneo, and also a band member.

    Based on the news, twas August 6 then, around 12 midnight. The jeepney was going to Cainta then. A guy announced an hold-up. Carrying a gun with him which make the crowd panic. The suspect shots Tara in the head. Until now, shes  still under coma and confined.

    The Santelices family are still seeking for witnesses.

    Let us help and pray for her quick recovery.

nokturnalkittie

The infamous Twin tower phenomena - where the terrorists bombed up the 2 towers up last September 11, 2001. I remember then, while i was eating my breakfast that morning, i saw the newsflash - WHOOAAAHHHHHHH!!! cool birthday present indeed. Blasting those two towers. EXCELLENT. Though that thing was cool, i feel sorry for those people whom lost their loved ones. Thats life, you cant stop the fates twistin'. As new life borns every second, death also takes place too.

Recently this morning, my sisters greeted me a happy birthday, along with my friends - they texted me their greetings.

[Oh well, thank you for the greetings, buddies! ]

Anyway, speaking of 911, it is also my birthday too, mmm yep cant believe that im damn f*ckin 18 yrs old now. Been breathin in this forsaken world for about a decade n 8 years. Still, as time passes by, i learn a lot of new things that can help me survive.

Today's just like a meer ol regular day, nothing special. Still, its raining hard outside. The cold kiss of the wind give chills which makes my bod shiver. As i open my black folding umbrella, i notice its endings, its broken. So i grab my masking tape and give it a quick fix. Walking at the Falcon walkway, i lit a piece of cigarette and pop a piece of candy, biting it while puffin it out.

Upon entering our room, my classmate Joanne giggled and greeted me and she ask me why the sad look unto my face. I must be happy because its my birthday. Well as i said a while ago, theres nothing special about it, i just feel alot more bluer, bluer, bluer than the deepest shade of blue. Besides, whats so special about it anyway? nah i dunno...

This afternoon, me and Skitz met at SM Manila. While waiting for him, i roamed around the supermarket, searching for propel. As i peek around more, i suddenly saw the beer area which make my mouth drool. haha! My thoughts are fighting whether what im i going to choose but the red corner wins, which make me buy the beer teehee.

I was waiting him at the foodcourt then. I saw a guy approaching, i thought that guy was him, having the same hairstyle, but when he comes nearby, i was wrong. The guy wearing a blue shirt was not a boy but a girl... NYAHA~~

Atlas, a guy wearin a black shirt along with a black and yellow backpack - its him.

He got me a present. Yup, a cute ol aquamarine wallet with studs on. As i peek its inside, whoah, so many pockets!

I almost forgot the beers - its not cold anymore. Gonna drink it in the old fashioned way. Tasting its true malt flavour...

So bitter but good. Got drunk afterwards haha.

+Been watchin: My name is Kimsamsoon
+Im feelin like: blank

nokturnalkittie

hehe yep, my hubby's band will perform later on at Kublais Katipunan. Ill be there too. Right now, im with my sister - surfing the net here at Jeian Jean (Nearby computershop from our homey)

If you have time then, just go drop by at Kublais and chill.

nokturnalkittie

As we spend time taking photos at the kitchen, there a French styled divider seperating ou living room then.

I connected the camera thru our pc. As i scan them all the way through, a figure of a man appeared up. Giving me chills.

this is the picture that im talking about

The guy encircled was non other than my bestfriend's brother, naming Percival

How did i knew? A while ago, im with tita Be's house. As i texted here daughter using her phone, i saw her son's photo. Kuya Percival. They LOOK THE SAME! Giving me chills. Why did that figure showed up then? His urn was kept here at home for a mean time. So thats why maybe Yeye has this imaginary friend whom we called Ben.

Well i didnt manipulated the image if your going to ask to. And why the hell? I dont think im going to do this just for the scaredy stuff blahblahs. Tita also told me that in their hometown at Bicol, he used to manifest too, mostly on the photos.

Kuya Percival was killed. A guy shot him. Until now, a search warrant was given then, P50,000.oo is on the suspect's head.