busy, i can't visit your blog, i'm busy, right? pardon.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
busy si inday.
busy, i can't visit your blog, i'm busy, right? pardon.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
"be prepared" and fcuk the QM!
titas of sultan kudarat council, isn't it a crime if your just protecting your answer? na kahit alam niyo naman yung tama? wag kayong magpakatanga, porke alam niyo na talo yung mga contestants niyo. tama ba yung pagtulungan kami ng mga tita ng iba't-ibang school para matalo kami ng mga dala nilang girl scouts? fcuk. so i'm still bragging about troop leader vs. ordinary girl camper there. kapag estudyante and makikiusap, hindi pinagbibigyan, pag teacher naman wala pang isang segundo, andyan na. isn't it so unfair? i'm not talking about our school teachers, i'm talking about our GSP titas who were obviously abusing their rights. argh. for me, this was a big deal. enough.
camping makes me feel i'm a true girl scout. doing unusual household chores, like fetching at least 7 pails per round, washing tons and tons of kitchen utensils, cutting fire woods, cooking, serving others. all? fun! especially my 3rd and last time emergency preparedness, another unusual muddy-hell experience. plus, the outofthisworld facial scrub-like mask making. haha. and i always hate scout's own and other related super morning activities. and yes, today, i got 4 hours sleep, i slept around 11:00 pm last night and woke up 3:00 am and do the GSP routines.
emergency preparedness, hanging bridge. masaya diyan!
mask making.
for sure, i'll miss everything about girl scouting. especially our camp site, the most beautiful and the well-organized kitchen tables standing in mapuputik na surfaces. haha. siya nga pala, lahat ng higaan namin nabasa ng malakas na ulan. pero ok lang, nakagawa nmn kami ng paraan para may matulugan.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
oh boy, you're such a boy!... you're so good, you have a favor!
yes actually.
see what i mean? boys
will be boys. forgive them if they act so boyish in this pic.
behold. kneel down. have the deepest breath. for you will see my greatest bet of all the bebotilicious candidates.
tomorrow. i'll be leaving. i'll attend the annual gsp encampment. yes. i'm going to a camp. sleepless nights here i come! haha. for sure, mosquitoes won't let me sleep. i'll be out for 3 nights and 4 days. God bless me.
time is running, so as my blood in my veins. as time passes, i get worse. maybe not. the WORST, i mean. isn't that soooo poor? yes. i'm poor. financially, and everything that you might think of. i'm suffering from poverty. yes dear reader, poverty and corruption from my friends. i might explode like an atomic bomb, more than the boom! in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. i can't take it anymore, i want to rant every words from my mind. especially to those numbers, 4, 5, 6, 7 and 8. you know who you are, guys. shut up and do the zipping of your mouth. why not try? maybe the registrar will appreciate your kindness and silence. enough for this. i'll stop the words from my mouth.
and to you iknowwhoyouare reader, shut up, mkay?