It’s been so long but I had to go and greet this lovely site. It’s always been there at the moments of boredom and continually flashes the signs of my eccentricities, as you can call it.


Yay! Can you believe? Two years already?!


I am proud to say I did not demand anyone for making this picture. As gaudy as it looks, I made it. Shitty as it is, lj, you better freaking like it.


To shutupforonce and tishmyshit
:
I did not freaking eat those candy.


To emokidxd and lilacstarangel:
BATMAN FREAKING RULES, MAN!

To car_ousel:
Hey, this is the mention I promised you. And no, boobs don’t rock but they’re hot.

To Santa:
I demand for these things in my possession and happen before you go hohoho-ing to the Philippines and break in because we have no chimneys:
1. A batman comic book
2. DVDs of the complete episodes of The batman and Justice League Unlimited
3. Learn how to paint my nails properly – it’s a good exercise for watercolor painting
4. An easel and an endless supply of watercolor paper with horsetail (supposedly fake) paint brushes
5. For me to grow to 5’10 and get thin
6. Books, lots and lots of books
7. Money – pounds please.
8. The DVD of Princess Hours
9. a REAL love life
10. Better grades and concentration
If you don’t, I’ll tell the kids you’re not real and you are a freaking rapist , Thanks for being so understanding *smiles sweetly*.

♥ Love,
Mrs. Wayne

Credit for images:
http://papercuts.meoworks.com/
http://aurelieblardquintard.blogspot.com/
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IT ACTUALLY LIVES!!!

My Livejournal actually lives! (pun not intended)

My life has been a whirlwind so far of nostalgia and annoyed seatmates.

I promised myself I’ll be a good woman but see; one can take only so much. My lovely seatmate who can’t take her paws off me, theblackdomino, even left me alone with no one to molest. Loren abandons me just because of bitter girl. There are times she’s actually tolerable and she gives food but then with the way she sniffs and lack of recycled tissue paper, (save the trees, people) I couldn’t help but hurl an occasional, “Shut up or I’ll bite you,” or “Here’s my stack of tissue, eat it.” I have a heart, but I fear it’s too small to be that tolerant people.

Eh, I became a kid again. While everybody is talking about their little boylet (*cough* seatmates *cough*) problems, I, on the other hand, laugh my head off with giddiness because of my new Dynamic Duo of hotness: Batman and Robin. I am pertaining to Robin of Teen Titans and The New Batman, okay? I just found out with Micasoli that Robin wore only under garments and wasn’t even appreciated while batman had his own “BatHop.” myself_0426 saw how desperate I was to find the schedule of Justice League Unlimited, Teen Titans and Batman. She and Micasoli are now my toon buddies. :)

I’m trying to memorize the rap of “Happily Ever After” with my burnt tongue thanks to steaming spaghetti sauce. I must say, I guess being the wolf has its ups except for the part I have to be sexually charged. Thanks, teasp_oon, for giving such a thought.

I must go now. I have to do my Math IW so I could watch my husband

♥ Mrs. Robin Wayne


P.S

Patdes, you better burn my CD already. I think Carmen is about to pounce on me already. Thank you
P.P.S

Sorry, emokidxd, I degraded you to cute. Robin and Batman are too irresistible.

Hello Stranger…

We meet again. I just wanted to say, its over between us, you know. The silence between us, it’ll be gone soon. I just wanted to I’m sorry, I love you. But it’s you, not me. You’re just so hard to upload and find the best layout for, you know.
The changes are coming….

Anyway, my exams are finally over. You could see the marks written all over my face. My gorgeous façade has been marred with little pocks of red because of stress and the lovely visitor known to woman kind. Sometimes, I wish I was a guy, but no, I’m blessed with a chest and the package it comes with.
My results I got today were so far alright. I just prayed to the dear Lord I passed. To tell you the truth, I feel bad that I slacked off pretty much this trimester. It was a cycle of go home, sneak read, take a bath, and watch my detective stuff, soap operas then sleep. I mean, I just wanted to do nothing. Ehehehe, I guess God loves me after all.

Still, I am pissed. I can’t seem to catch a good episode of the Batman. Really, did they have to change the starting music?!? It was hot before, I don’t think now. The Batgirl isn’t even hot. I wish though, I was Bat girl, do you see how gorgeous Batman is?!

Anyway, I’ll see to that I post more. My lj is crying. It’s the damn computer’s fault anyway. I have to finish ICT too.

Anyway, stranger, I’ll go. I’ll call often and see to it you ain’t crying.

♥
Wannabe Batgirl

I am a sad, sad being.

I was stuck for two weeks watching Tagalog Anime and Carebears for two weeks because of pneumonia. God knows how bad porn-ish Tagalog anime is and Carebears do for the brain. How great is it that now that I came back, that’s when everybody’s sick? Before ranting, I have to do this first.
GO SOPHOMORES!!!
Congrats, 2B!!! Your guys deserve it and all of the sections. The three weeks were totally fucked up.

Anyway, so, everybody’s sick and the teachers are heartless. I mean, except for Sir Sonny of course. I certain teacher wanted us to count cells. Who the hell counts cells without getting blind!? You are an incompetent and heartless teacher. Meanie. Okay, so I’m not in the exactly 'fuck you' mood now. I mean, I was Thursday and Friday, because of Kundiman and Sab Pag, we were all wasted. Kundiman was very unexpected but the outcome was nice.
Like a music box?

We all deserve good sleep and I hope everybody got theirs. While everybody’s dancing the night away, I’m under house arrest again. I have to get better and take care of myself. (Okay, so I did eat chocolate, which is bad. I could feel a heartburn going on.) I wanted to go to Rhea’s house tonight, but oh well. The last two weeks were terrifying enough. I’m making myself feel so much better by watching HP3. NOT!!! I hated the movie and Emma Watson.

Batman/Bruce Wayne is soooo hot. (ditz) I’m going back to naïve land. But seriously, old DC comic characters are hot. Just that, they’re so expensive now. Hope I find a guy like Wayne, we could make attractive babies. Hahahaha

♥ Future Mrs. Bruce Wayne

Long time no type.

I’m wondering what I did wrong in my life that I deserved this major migraine, runny nose and saggy limbs.
Oh yeah, I did that.
Tisha, you better not speak!!!

On Saturday, I had colds and I, being strong as an ox, didn’t care. I was painting away happily, cleaning my room and watching my Spanish soap operas which I didn’t understand – it was fun.

On Sunday, I had a bad cold with a headache but that didn’t stop my mom for waking me up at 6 am to bring to Antipolo Church while Glenda was gladly hitting. I was surprised I didn’t melt, because it’s been weeks since I’ve been to Church. At the end, I was abandoned in a candlestick place with old ladies getting mad at me because my hair might be set on fire and their small roof with holes were dripping water on me. By night, my mom decided I didn’t want to go to school and the rest was history.

Sad thing is, my mom didn’t really care I was sick, she just threw pills, thermometer and Gatorade at my face. “Mom, don’t you care about me?” “Not really, you’re not dying, are you?” That’s great, ma, totally great. Now, I hate it that I’m missing school. I hate being germy.

♥ heart broken unscented virgin pulp tissue user

*Flash of light* *big boom*

Okay, its official, La Niña has come. Though I love being a humanitarian, most of the time, for my fellow homo sapiens, I just can’t but love the destruction La Niña brings. It’s for selfish reasons like a big obvious one: NO CLASSES and the lovely weather. Right now, I’m shivering and there is no need of a trusty electric fan.

I have major issues right now. I hate surveys, but I like reading others’ surveys. Just so happens, I got totally bored, I answered one. Just by looking at it, I got pissed and deleted the whole thing. The WHOLE thing that took me at least an hour to make, I deleted it because I hated the way it looks. Maybe, I’m just pissed for no reason or it’s the weather. When it rains, I love it, but I become like a freaking mood ring.

Pretty much, I got issues alright, but that won’t stop me from trying to make myself happy.
BUY MY BARBIE DOLL NAMED AFTER ME!!!
Shannen of Fashion Fever, only available in toy stores. Only 800 pesos!!!
I bought mine yesterday for the sheer pleasure of seeing my name.
Okay, so there’s a narcissistic side of me, doesn’t everyone?

NOTE: I’ll do the meme by [Bad username: ”myself_0426”] because I love her.

♥ Barbie Doll

"Chupa Chups, the pleasure of sucking."

It’s catchy and their product is good, but somehow, I get there’s a feeling somewhere and there’s another purpose of chupa chups. Still, I love chupa chups, innuendos or not.

Eh, had a so-called "field trip" today. It wasn’t much of a good thing, unlike other field trips. But, that’s how field trips are in high school. Still, I can’t help wanting to be a grade school girl again, with those fun, adventurous field trips where you get into caves and get all dirty. I think I’m a schizo, I totally hate dirt, but I love adventure. I like the process of doing it, just not the after feel.
That sounded so wrong.

Anyway, I like my new seat arrangement. As always, I’m seated with Fel, who was always my seatmate. We’re going to be really noisy, I can just feel it.
Just to say, I loathe the Lab teacher, I just do and I think the reason is known.We’re not geneticists yet, you boob!
Why don’t you just go shave you’re hairy mole?!?
And that goes for you too, you b-tch, who made everything wrong!!!

Germany and England lost!!! Beckham, my love! It’s alright, Brazil is still on the board, GO PELADAO!
Did you know that Soccer is compared to orgasms in Brazil?

♥ Schizophrenic chupa chup sucker

Sorry, I feel bad

I’m eating my starbucks lollipop right now. I need it. I’m feeling woozy, ever since Tuesday and I haven’t been doing so well. Okay, so the lollipop is just making it worse but I’m not telling my family, they just might think I’m being a drama queen again. Oh poo.

I just got beaten up by my sister. She refused to give up and she “massaged” my back when obviously I couldn’t move. My other sister practically suffocated me yesterday. In order to survive lardy death, I pushed her away with all my strength, I almost broke her neck. For two geniuses, I do not know how they are, they just couldn’t get a clue, couldn’t they?

DOLTS

And for feeling so guilty lately for no being on “el-jay” for a long time, I posted on all of your journals. Hopefully you see them. Reply, if you like.

I deleted my earlier entry, it was too incestuous and pedo for my liking. I am not a person with an Oedipus complex, please, credit. Not to mention, yesterday, I couldn’t say no to the sale in Rockwell and Glorietta and despite my health status, I had to go. Turns out, my mother will not be lending her credit card anytime soon. No bags for me. Grrrr. I have more bags than my underwear, how sad is that?!

I’ll go now. And crumple under the stench of jackfruit that’s been invading my house. They’re yummy but stinky.

♥ Love from Porta Pottie

Okay, fine, I already admit it. I have slight germ phobia.

Alright, alright, it’s not slight, medium? Is there even such a thing? Anyway, I finally decided I’m not going to be a doctor, a profession that my nana continues to bug me to be and my other relatives. Unlike some other people, I can stand the sight of blood and whatever. Sad thing is, I can’t stand the sight of small cuts with just a little blood getting out, it reminds me of how many germs stick to it or something. Eeeeekkkk!

So sad thing, today, I was visited by my baby boy, he’s an adopted little neighbor of mine, Harvey. Poor little baby, he’s has severe skin allergies. He scratched and scratched them, making them like piles of little cuts in black holes on his legs. It was the worst kind of cuts for me, attracting insects – inevitable in such a rural area – and just plain grossing me out. I couldn’t even hug and kiss the baby because I was too busy screeching for ointment and gauze and so was my whole family.

I can’t sit on public toilets, or even at the thought of peeing in them, I go when I absolutely have to. I can’t even squat or open my legs at the though that germs are going to be floating up to whatever body part desired or even handling bathroom doors. I have to carry hand sanitizer and germ killing baby wipes and a first aid kit at the back of the car. I can’t stand it when people bite their nails, have little cuts that bleed – especially in the nails and feet. *points to theblackdomino* I’d rather have deep gashes with buckets of blood pouring like rain.

Thank God for Alcohol, Baby Wipes, and Hand Sanitzer.

♥ Germ phobic

P.S Good luck to delgadina for her upcoming concert this Independence day. I actually saw her in the newspaper, I was shcoked since I never read newspaper due to the dust mites.
P.P.S Paris Hilton's music video's out. Ahahaha, humping the tree. But you can't deny the fact she's talllll.

Well, first day of school again. Surprise! Surprise! I’m at the edge of civilization, 2A, near the fire exit. The perks, at least when I’m slowly dying, I could just leap through the flimsy metal and glass and be quick with it.

Like last Year, I am stranded with some people I do not usually stay with. But that’s fine. It’ll work out, eventually. And at the first day of school, we were already deemed as a hyper class, we weren’t even giving effort in order to be quiet. And of course, there are always teachers we are going to get pissed with, and at the first day, we have homework. Aaaaagh!

I’ll go now, and just die.

How do you like my new layout and profile? I just needed a change.

Change, is something that can be so cruel at the same time, sweet. You know what I need a change from? That would be my eldest sister, Shelley. Everybody knows I loathe her. With my other sister away in Europe, no one’s there to keep me from lunging at her. For the past few days, I’ve been trying to keep myself calm and not wring her neck. I’ve been successful, and I hope it stays forever.

Oh, dear. In two days, summer’s over. I didn’t even wrap my books or create my tags fully. I’ve been procrastinating and now look what happened to me. This eliminates all the time I should be wrapping. Yes, I’m procrastinating again. Hopefully, I wouldn’t do this so much when school starts.

Well, make most of your time now. Soak it up, lovlies, we’re not getting much free time to go out anymore.

♥ Procrastinate is to Eliminate (the time)

P.S Please tell me how to change the journal title. I knew where but now I can’t find it. Help!

I got a B from theblackdomino


1. Bitch – aren’t we all?
2. Burn – the lovely verb I’d love to do to who are very worthy of my wrath
3. Bags – I’ve always been a bag lady. I have more bags than my own clothes – which isn’t very much – you get the Idea.
4. Buying - You have to love the money yet, it is the root of most evil. Save the environment – you’ll see the connection – and see the future!
5. Bills – you have to hate them. They’re mean!
6. Books – education and reading are the keys to a good future. After a month without reading, my mind melted somewhere – seriously.
7. Boredom – it hits us all. It makes your time worthwhile. *snickers*
8. Baby wipes – you have to love them, especially the ones that kills most germs. I can’t live without them, I get paranoid with all the germs outside of my house. It goes for Alcogel too. I don’t care what theblackdomino says, they are a must have for the purse and a good weapon for germs.
9. Boobs and curves (inward) – hoping time and time again that I would get my self inward abs, not the other way around
10. Bones – it’s the best show, goes for CSI and House too. I wish I was like Brennan.

Compared to all the lists everybody has, mine is the shortest. Oh well, in a few days, we’re going to Soph year. YAY EMO YEAR!

♥ from Bee Bitch

"In this age of globalization, its all about information and confirmation," my sister told me today. As usual, we were on the road from Alabang to Antipolo, having recently attended my cousin’s 5th Birthday. The bitchy chit didn’t even want to kiss people but open the presents – she reminded me of Angelica. We were talking about the future like after my sister is finally finished with her thesis, what was I going to take when I went to Ateneo, knowing in God’s hope that my dad would have a heart attack if I didn’t. I just leaned out the window and looked at the trees rapidly zooming by.
It took me, just to today really, to be hit in the head by a zooming airplane to realize that I was going to Sophomore in 2 weeks. I know this seems so sappy but it was just like yesterday that I was attending those birthday parties and jumping in those air balloon parks. It took prettyinpunk91 entry to trigger the thought that I was getting old, faster than expected and I wasn’t making most of my youth.
And now, I’m here, typing as usual in the computer as the clock ticks by. I guess its just so sad that in such a quick time, my “freshie” year was over. And to tell the truth, I didn’t really enjoy it. I guess this is my chance to make those classic high school moments happen and mess with the new freshies’ heads.

♥ the old woman

I realized something so horrifying. I hate it!

I am short!

Almost all the people I hate are like my height or even taller. I need to drink at least a bottle of growth serum a day. I hate it when a person that I hate is taller than me, now, I hate them even more.

I need to GROW!!! Hopefully, until 5’10.

I feel hate growing instead of my height. Why can’t I take gymnastics?! I mean, most of the people I hate took gymnastics. Grr them

LIST OF PEOPLE YOU MUST HATE WITH ME:

1. Emma Watson – I’ve hated her ever since HP 1
2. Jamie Lynn Spears – Take that you boobless bitch!
3. Emma Roberts – not really hate but immense disliking
If you notice, they’re all skinny bitches that are about to outgrow me. They’re all into sports and shopping.

I hate it, but the hate is just overwhelming me right now. I need to find my calm center. Chakra’s are going over the place. Mmmmmmmmmmmm.

♥ the hate girl

P.S I sound flaky when I get mad. I mean, empty as a better term.

Today, after I went out and I was on my way home. I spotted a man, standing in the corner holding very adorable white puppies. They were so small with their eyes still closed; it was obvious they were for sale. It just reminds me of how hard life is today, easy enough to give away your own children. You get the metaphor there.

Having over achiever sisters staying in the same school as me. The three of us did a quick statistical, anthropological studies on the habits of Povedans. Being Povedans themselves, and of course, honor-roll graduates, I’m pretty sure this is accurate, being tested on myself.

( The Habits of a Povedan )

♥ Love for Habitual Delicacies

I am totally freaked.

You ought to think that two consecutive days of extreme unfortunate events/bad luck, I would be tearing my hair out. But no, I am not. I am happy, too happy. No matter what happens, I’m laughing. Where’d my pessimism go? Did I inhale a whole tank of laughing gas? I think not! So there, I am freaked.

SEP wasn’t that bad. I just feel bad on how many Povedas could fit in Ateneo. The only plus thing we actually have is aircon. I was sweating my ass off, and now its gone. Too bad not all of the people were not so meticulous as us, Povedans, there was no such thing as kikay in the class pic.

I know when God sends a sign, He really does send a sign. It’s quite freaking me out. Oh well, at least God and I share a very close relationship. To those who read Da Vinci code, please remember that it is fiction.

♥ from Happy Girl

I am happy.

Even though I am ashamed of the Math foundation of Poveda, I guess SEP isn’t so bad. Sorry, Rana, I can’t stay on the phone all day. And for you witches, *points to sisters* you must stop teasing me about the opposite sex. I mean really, they make everything about nothing.

This Friday, I am going to have surgery. *shudders* They’re going open up my gums and everything. I’m excited at the same time, quite timorous with the process. No, I’m not getting braces, I’m getting an impacted tooth out. How abnormal can my body get?

Well, this lovely site just made my day. I'm sorry, I loathe her with all my heart. I just hate her for being her, I don't know why. She's just good to hate. Sorry to all that lurve her, but she can eat shit all day if I care.

Elise made me jealous. I'm still banned from reading. I feel that my brain turned to pond scum. Sorry, Nica for disappointing you.

I am also happy because I hoola hooped 531 times continuously in 5 minutes today. Yay, booty shakers! I painted a new landscape too... Be happy for me!

♥ My eyes twitch with twichy love.

I hate the heat. It does funny things to my body: allergies, tummy problems, the spreading of viral and bacterial activity. It gets my chakras all mixed up.

The world must hate me, doesn’t it? Well, screw yourself, world. I think I’m just in a bad mood – is it that obvious?

It all started with my in the treadmill and my sister, Shelley, bugging me. Because of her, my newest jogging pants got caught in the treadmill making a piercing"skreeeeeee!" sound and causing me to slip and fall on the hot college guy I’ve been seeing lately. That put me in the ultimate bad mood especiall when I’m starting to get the visitor.
Now, my sister earned a nice bruise in her thigh, where I hit herm , and it seems it won’t go away for a few weeks. That’s how I like the bruises I give, burplish yellow, the more colorful it is, the more pain it causes…

♥ I'm pretty, you're not.

Okay, so I haven't been updating, sue me?
Not really, I don't think so.

This is like the first time in a million years that I actually updates using this entry text area than using MS Word. Squeeeee!

Signs that the world is ending according to me:

1. I signed up for Latin class and getting stuck to do many very complicated dances but it makes me sweat a lot that for sure. It's just that, I don't think seeing a braless seventy-saggy-year-old woman is very appealing or the fact that I am blessed with partial motorcoordination.

2.My dad drove a harley before when he was my age - creepy.

3. The people want to see the lifestyles of the rich and famous. It seems so, I mean, I was forced to watch the PBB because I couldn't sleep and cable was out. It's a propaganda I tell you.

4. I don't know, I'm becoming sane? Turns out.

5. Where did the smart girls go?I got stuck listening to this girl who made such little sense and seemed like a really stupid girl. "I couldn't figure out the boxes in the board!"
"Darling, everybody could except you." I don't even know her name yet, and I hate her already. She's the wooden plank, not that she's pretty, but she's skinny with HUGE basoomas wearing that its bitsy tee.

Look, I am never sane or in the best mood to update, I wonder why?
Did you know danggits , a kind of fish, eat dung? Happy eating!

♥ Much amor de mi a tu

The Effects of Summer on a bitchy, large girl named Shannen:


This is what happens to a girl who has been cooped up in the house, too lazy to move because of the heat and has been wondering what will happen to her – she becomes a conyo schoolgirl she usually becomes when she’s grilled out of her mind.

Situation One: Complaining like a dumb Pinoy blonde
"Heatwave much? This is so kainis na ha. I mean, why can’t our orbit like make tigil from being so lapit to the sun?"

Situation Two: When your mom refuses to spend on fossil fuel
"Please, turn on the aircon or at least tell me were going to Alaska!" *begs on knees, then gets up, opens the freezer and sticks her head in; stands there forever* "Ma, when I grow up, I will own a company that makes air conditioners and produces dry ice, and I won’t offer you anything. Rot in Home for the Ages!" *Gets laughed at and not fed merienda*

Situation Three: Stupidity
"Ate, why is it so hot in this room, I mean it’s hotter than all the rooms combined in this house! I hate it in here!"
"Maybe it’s because the computer’s on, the pin lights and the lights are on, and oh yeah, windows and the door are closed. The heat is frying your brain, Shannen, or what’s left of it."

See? God should listen to my reasoning, I mean, He usually does. He’ll see my point of view, right?

♥ Much love from grilled pork – how yummy can I get?