chArONIMOUS

I cried to myself as all the hopes of me even touching a novel or any type of printed material of irrelevance to my prior activities and soon to come contests,went down the drain.WOOOSH!The swirling vortex of doom sucked all the chances of having even a single glance on a single page or even a single chapter of a single book.

Just last week, Chis and Chichi offered me their books, "I Hate My Mother!" and "Number the Stars" respectively, knowing i would revel in spending hours and hours lost in the barriers of fantasy and fiction and the make-believe. They were wrong. Utterly. But not with the part when they thought i would revel the indulgence in books and my imaginary companions, (they were irrevocably correct!)but with the point that I COULD, with every possible means of escaping my mother's x-ray vision and ultrasensitive senses, sneak a few novels to read and suffice my thirst.*vampire fangs please*

In short - I COULDN'T. I shouldn't. I wouldn't dare.

I simply detest the fact that i'm getting too tangled in things that i may like but hug me back with stress and more stress. Argh. Whoever created stress, please die no!now!NOW!(haha. Its funny how i could end up cursing myself.)

So there i sat, simply thinking of what the novels are thinking now that they too are sitting still, waiting for the faintest hope of their pages being turned and sentences being given life by a certain reader, who apparently has lost all the sense in the world. ( it's driving me nutS!NUTS I TELL YAAAH! NUUUUUUUTS!!

sigh.( NUTS I TELL YAH!NUUUUUUUTS!) sigh more.(NUTS!NUUUTS!)

I couldn't. I shouldn't. I wouldn't dare. - OR SO I THOUGHT.

Then Ellen Rose came. And she brought with her her promise.TWILIGHT! I wasn't able to resist the overpowering urge to read the pages and inhale the scent of ink and paper. Aaaah. It was nice to be reunited with my love once more. But the problem couldn't simply end there. I had the greatest challenge of reading it at home. It's not that my mother would not allow me, you see, she has this supernatural ability to make you realize you have other things of higher importance upon your life that you wouldn't think twice of putting down whatever it is you are doing. Crap.

As i got home, i started to read Robert's rules of order (for parl, go team!haha!). Then i scanned my physics books, underlined important ideas, thought of boggling thoughts, until time grew tired of waiting and left. My mom too was getting tires so she proceeded to the room and slept.

So i immediately put on my reading mask and read TWILIGHT! Right there and there, i fell in love, and fell into a trance. After what i thought was half an hour, it shocked me to see that it was already 2:30 am!grabeh!I had been reading since 10pm!haha!No wonder i was nearly done the chapters!Haha!Anyways, A silent glee formed inside of me knowing that that i have suceeded, though not yet fully. Unfortunately, i needed to have some rest, unless i wanted world war three to break. haha!

In short, it took me 2 nights to finish that hell-addicting book. ( I love you Edward Cullen.HAha.)Yey me!haha!

And as of now, i'm still controlling the vampire in me, resisiting the thirst for reading. A reader that can't read?

SUCH A WASTE.

p.s.

Do whatever you like. Who ever said this is probably nuts. NUUTS I TELL YAAAH!

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..but you just can't touch!

This is how Jordinf sparks would put it. And apparently, i can relate terribly.

weha!

The tabaco city division schools press conference was held just this thursday at Tabaco South Central Elementary school. obviously, it was the contest that i feared to death since the summer vacation. Talk about pressure that kills- it kills. And it doesnt discriminate, to say the least. I have been joining this contest since grade five and for heaven's sake i've never ever, in the history of humankind, tasted the Nationals. Pity. hehe. But i actually am not feeling bad. It's just that now, more than ever, i have the overflowing urge to reaching the nationals for a few reasons. First of all, i am the EIC of our school paper so the pressure is greatest on my shoulders, second of all, it is my last year in high school and mind you, there are no press conferences during college.

I want to prove something. Something of significance to my being. But the farthest i have reached so far is the regionals, close enough for me to taste the nationals, but i just can't seem to be able to reach far enough and grab the key to success!waah!

well anyhow, i still have the chance this year, i told to myself before the contest started. If i won't make it, i'll be fine. it'll be fine. i hope.

The topic given to us by mr. ted Mejillano was about environmental consciousness and for crying out loud i couldn't think straight at first! Time was ticking and my mind was in a trance. Everyone was already writing and i couldnt squeeze a single word from my mind. So i took a deep breath, and prayed. After which, i did what was supposed to be done - i wrote.

well, during the contest i realized something that gave me a different drive. I never really wanted to win. What i wanted to do was write and have other people appreciate what i have done. If ever my piece gives me a prize more than what i expected, then a big thanks!hehe!but of course at that time i wanted to win because i want to visualize man life-long aspiration - NSPC.!haha!

yes people, i am sooo itching to reach that level. haha.

pero as Jordin would again sing.

TAKE ONE STEP AT A TIME.

hehe. By the way, it was a good thing i placed 2nd during ths contest. Even if i wasn't able to defend my place from last year, it's definitely fine. That position was always bound to be snatched. Whenever. Hehe.

Soo i'm sooo happy that i will be able to take, step2, which is the rspc and hopefully reach the NSPC. But if God forbid, i rest my case!!

heheh.,

weee!

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:)

p.s.

CONGRATULATIONS!