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I created my Facebook hours ago and after some time of Facebook ‘exploration’, I realized how 2002 Friendster is. Friendster has gotten too many eyes on it that it lost its ‘coolness’. It started to be jologs when everyone (literally) seemed to talk about it. It has become too mainstream that even my 6 year-old cousins ask me to add glittery text comments in their Friendster profiles (Man, talk about a wide range on the age of the users).

Sure Friendster dominated social networking here in the Philippines but definitely not the Social Networking Market. Tell you what, Friendster pages are filled with innumerable advertisements but do these ads sell? Or even get browsing members to click on them? I think Filipinos don’t even bother to click those ads in Friendster. An ad got my attention once; it was about a book on Marxism. Though very interested in philosophy books, what occurred to me was not to click the ad rather to carp on the oddness of a Marxism ad on Friendster.

What most Friendster members pay attention to are glittery stuff in their comment boxes, people who view their profile and those Q&A things that fill bulletin boards –not the moneymaking advertisements. Ergo, Friendster market downfall leading to system failure. There are no two ways about it.

Friendster is suffering from account privacy issues. My account has recently been infected with a virus. It was not so long ago when Friendster was down for days because there was an error in their system. I bet it’s possible that the whole system would soon rot.

Ooh Apps.. Facebook seems to have countless interesting applications which I have yet to see for myself unlike those of Friendster’s irritating profile-flooder applications (not to mention the never-ending list of app invites).

Since Friendster has not been so “friendly” to its users lately causing some members to delete their accounts and transfer to Facebook (and the like), will Facebook be the next “Friendster”?

That is the question. 

(repost from Multiply and Facebook)

Should not have….
Should not have….
Should not have….

KABOOOZLE!

Now there’s no taking it back.
Now there’s no taking it back.
Now there’s..
No..
No taking..
No taking it back.

Absolutely no taking..
No taking..
No taking it back..

Oh well.
I can deal with that.
I’ve dealt with worse.
I have..
Dealt with..
With worse.

Let your..
Nose read.
Maybe it could understand better.
Maybe.
It could.
Really could.

Permission to adapt La Salle’s motto thingy..

“Hello? Si nikki to, Respeto.”

Burn.
..after reading.
Thanks.

DF gave me a cute bag tag. It says..

Cool eh? Haha.

I have once dreamt of becoming a doctor. I think every typical kid would dream of becoming such because they want to cure the sick blah blah. Before finishing HS, I dreamt of becoming a lawyer..

Currently in college, taking up Philosophy as pre-law, I’m really in the pursuit of becoming one now.

I’m gonna change the colors of this world by being a freakin awesome lawyer - and there’s no stopping me. ROFL.

Anyway, I just wanted to show the bag tag. Didn’t mean to talk shit and stuff.

Clayton Playboy Guitar Picks

Santa, it would be nice if I could have lots of these for Christmas (or at least a yellow one). *wink*

I am looking for the wrong person - but not just any wrong person; the ‘right’ wrong person. Someone I would lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.” -Andrew Boyd

You may want to ask where our costly tuition fees go. If you were able to witness the pyrotechnics display of Paskuhan 08, you’ll realize that a part of it (well, a very huge part of it, I guess), goes to the preparations for the annual UST Christmas celebration – PASKUHAN.

 WATCH: Paskuhan Pyro Display

See, we really deserve to have the license to pollute the ozone layer every Paskuhan.

UST definitely owned the blue last night. Hurrah!
 

PHILO.

I’m gonna miss you guys.

Last night definitely helped me get over the mental torture caused by Epistemology and Filipino (LOL).

Till January, awesome dudes.

Oh, till the next inuman sessions. *wink*

Very merry holidays to you! 

xoxo,

Nikki

R.I.P.

“METICHE”

10 December 2008

However far away, I will always love you.

:’)

I love my dad.

I remember how he used to carry me and sit me in his lap when I was still a kid. I remember how I never failed to make a Father’s day card because I knew that if I give him one, he will treat me to McDo or buy me the Barbie I wanted. I remember how he used to get mad whenever I watch TV before I finish my homework.

I remember how Mom and Dad used to cuddle with each other as if they were born in my time and as if I wasn’t seeing them do such horror. I remember how Mom and Dad went up in stage with me to give me my academic awards. I remember how Dad freaked out when I had my first menstruation, how he almost fainted when he saw blood stains in my bed.

I will never forget how he was a cry baby at my first piano recital because he was so proud of how I played. I loved it when Dad gave me my first guitar and how he taught me to play it. Eventually, I was able to surpass his guitar skills and he was so boastful to his friends about that. My band mates loved Mom and Dad; they always tell me how lucky I am to have such cool parents. Dad even came to our first gig.. and yes, he partied like a rockstar. Dad and I used to play songs together and Mom would sing for us.

I remember how he frequently asked me if I had suitors (usually with a face showing so much jealousy while anticipating my answer). I knew he was listening and making faces while I was having a conversation on the phone with my boyfriend, so after hanging up with him, I just gave Dad a hug and told him that I will always be his little girl and he will always be my MAN. (Clap clap! :-P)

***

I remember how I wrote this in the midst of my emotional breakdown. How I wish those things really happened.

It was that evening when I realized that for almost 17 Christmases, I have always wished for the same thing. Even up to now, it’s still on top of my list: TO FIND DAD - to be with him - to at least know something about him aside from his name. 

I just wish Santa could help.

Twilight was okay. I’m neither a fan of the movie nor of the book. Love stories and super powers just don’t amaze me that much. I watched it twice. (It’s free, anyway. Every movie is. Boink.) I was with C the first time I watched it. It shockingly (LOL) kept me awake considering I was tipsy due to previous occurrences at jet’s condo. I love the baseball scene. Twas the only scene I remembered after having watched it for the first time. I was with my mom the 2nd time I watched it. It seemed better. The movie wasn’t so bad after all.

There were high school (not so sure) students seated in front of us who yelled “Ang gwapo mo, Edward!” the first time Pattinson appeared. Then Mom suddenly whispered to me: “Yun ba ang gwapo? Mas gwapo pa si Chito.” Oh mom, I thought so too. HAHAHA. 

Here’s my favorite part:

Edward: *sucking the venom from Bella’s wrist. Got the feel of it and found it hard to stop.*

Carlisle: Edward, stop! Her blood is clean. You’re killing her.

Edward: *still sucking*

JUDGEMENT: Your delivery seemed too comedic, Carlisle. HAHA.

The wind sent a warning

It should feel cold

Yet we notice not

We sat under the firmament

In verdant meadows

Through the moonbeams

The kiss of the wind startled the trees

 “You are now the reason of my existence.”

The heavens did hear

I heard you

Did you see me?

I just went over the moon

That verve

Just took on toll

On the origin of man:

MONICA: Diba nanggaling daw ang tao kina Makisig at Maliksi? Yung lumabas sa nabiyak na kawayan. Kilala mo yun?

NIKKI: Ugh homos? *_*

All sciences rely their absolute certitude on the principle of contradiction - the starting point of all thinking.

The principle of contradiction is metaphysical.

Ergo, the basis of Mathematics (etc.) is metaphysical.

Even the certitude of Mathematics (etc.) is metaphysical.

SCENARIO: Nikki’s crying. (as usual)

HIS REACTION:

Di ka ba nagsasawang umiyak? Buti sana kung juice ang niluluha mo, papaiyakin kita buong umaga.

Was that.. CONCERN?

LOL. Nice one, carrot. Haha.

Dear God,

Can you make us comprehend why those things happened? Can you please help me understand what he’s trying to tell me? Can you make him understand what I’m feeling? Could you help us go back to our salad days?

I know you could.

Am I asking for too many things again? If that’s the case, can you just put these on top of my list?

Thank you.

Thank you for this day.

Yours,

Nikki

I wish I could tell you how I feel without even having to shed a tear.

Oh star,

Fall down on me

Let me make a wish upon you

Hold on…

Let me think of what I’m really wishing for

Love hurts

But sometimes, it’s a good hurt

-Brandon Boyd

HAHAHA. See how much he loves me?

Last Tuesday was our first official PE day. I was not that excited for PE. Slept at 1 and woke up at 6. God I miss sleeping 12-14 hours a day.

Went to school wearing my UST basketball shirt and my Don Bosco jogging pants. Why the Don Bosco thingy? Wore it cause I’m missin Don Bosco, my schoolmates, my teachers, kuya Ver, and everyone else. Oh cmon, cheese. HAHA. The professor told us to wear jogging pants and I just felt like wearing my Don Bosco. Ooh yeah.

Anyway, PE was awfully tiring. We had 30min-extreme-warm-ups. DAMN. Hope I’ll enjoy handball as much as I enjoyed softball and basketball. Czab, Hazel, Kevin, Dean and I are PE mates – and our usual kulitans definitely adds up to our exhaustion. The fun part after PE is, of course, shower time! Wee. I think we should really use the UST shower rooms more often since we pay for it - they include it in our fees. If I could only take my shower there everyday, I would. Seriously. LOL.

The day did not end there. We had classes till 7pm. The SecGen probably had enough of Mr. Rain’s shindig so (5 past 6pm) they decided to suspend the classes. Good decision, sir. Good decision. It was not yet flooding, the rain was not pouring so hard. We (you know who) were in a good mood and we were just enjoying each others company under the rain. Yes, under the rain. Sweet eh? HAHA. Upon setting foot out of the Espana exit, it took us about 3seconds to realize – SYET MAHIRAP SUMAKAY.

All of the PUVs heading north were jam-packed. Students were even occupying one lane of the highway waiting for Batman to get ‘em home. We walked south with much hope that we will finally be able to find a ride home. We walked. And waked. I was surprised that I was not feeling tired at all. As if I was not exhausted from PE. I enjoyed walking with him under the rain (yes, just like in the movies. LOL) I was so engrossed with our conversation that my brain even forgot to remind to feel tired. I refused to ride the taxi plus his offer that his dad’ll come pick us up. I don’t know why. Maybe there’s just something nice with the thought that you’re walking under the rain with YOUR ‘someone’ (Is it really starting to be very cheesy? Haha.) I mean, it has to, at least, mean something different cause WE WALKED FROM UST TO QUIAPO CHURCH. Got the picture? See, there has to be an explanation why we did not feel so tired. Yes, UST to Quiapo.

Ergo, a lovely day indeed.

Took the colour test. It doesn’t really say much about me. (I guess)

Name: Nikki
Date: 11/16/2008
Colorgenics Number: 47261350

It would appear that you are experiencing one problem after another (Uh not really OR I just fail to realize that I’m already dealing with a problem) When one problem is resolved, another seems to immediately take its place. It could well be that you are trying too desperately to evade or to escape from your present situation (NOT!) and it is ‘you’ that is causing the problems to manifest themselves. You need to slow down a little. (Got that.)

You are working extremely hard (Um no? OR am I just too scared to admit?)- perhaps even above and beyond the call of duty. You are preparing for the future and therefore trying to build a firm trouble-free foundation upon which you may base all of your dreams and aspirations. (Amen!)

You feel unhappy (Bakit puro unhappy? Di naman eh! Huhu.) because you feel that you are not able to obtain the co-operation of those around you. All you would like at this time would be to achieve harmony within your circle.

You are on tenterhooks and appear to be extremely nervous and upset. You are bored (NO) and you feel that life has far more to offer than this present day mundane existence. The way that you feel indicates that you have the need for a responsive and understanding relationship. (Everyone needs that kind of relationship, I think.) 

You are prepared to follow up any opportunity which may present itself. However you are very choosy and you refuse to be swept off your feet unless integrity can proved to be 100% genuine. (God I like that. HAHA. Yes, I still refuse to be swept off my feet. LOL.) Therefore you are holding back, keeping your emotions in check because before you let down your guard you have to be sure. (LMAO! HAHA. Well said!)

You are too trusting and you have no desire to be hurt again. You are responsive to conditions around you - but forever under control. (Responsive, yes. Under control? Nah.)

Being afraid that you may be prevented from achieving your hopes and dreams is making you anxious and nervous. As a dreamer your ideas can at times move into the realm of fantasy and you could be following that so called illusive dream. (OUCH. Thanks for the encouragement. Boohoo. )

The greatest treason is the least temptation to do the right thing for the wrong reason.

We’ll be leaving for Batangas at daybreak.

I miss my dog. I miss my cousins.

Cant wait to see them.

But first, off to jack’s party.

Toodles!

In my dreams, I will.

But I really wanna dye my hair.

Hmm. But would it look okay?

 PURPLE RED BLUE GREEN YELLOW

Or siguro yung buntot ko na lang. Baka itakwil ako ni mami at ng kung sino dyan pag lahat eh. HAHA.

Of course I would not let 11 free tickets go to waste.

Tuesday. I invited my friends to go out on a movie date because God loved me so much he gave me free passes. 11 free passes. Oh God, you rock. And we made hay while the sun shone. Syempre sayang din yun. We met up and went to Megamall. Caryl, Iris, Rina, Tina, and Steph were the lucky ones. Since there were just 6 of us, we decided to watch two movies and chip in for the 2nd movie ticket of the 6th person. We watched Nights in Rodanthe and High School Musical 3. Now that’s what you call movie marathon. Toink.

Nights in Rodanthe was okay. It was definitely not for us teens but we could relate to the movie because of the separation thingys between the parents. Siguro if I were with my mom tapos Nights in Rodanthe on, iyak na ng iyak si mami tapos madadamay na rin ako. Ganun kadrama yung movie. But the drama was effective naman. Sana si Richard Gere na lang ang looooooong lost dad ko. HAHA.

It was too early to go straight to the next movie when Nights in Rodanthe finished so we ate first. Had the usual yaks about life and love, love and life. Nakakatuwa at nakakatawa. HAHA. After eating, we still had time to roam around the mall. Sige lakad lang hanggat may lupa, ang tagal kase ng 7pm. We waited for hours just to watch HSM. Gosh. Fan? HAHA. Movie na. It was worth the wait naman. It was definitely better than HSM2. Napapasayaw nga kami during the movie. Well maybe because enjoy din ako masyado sa mga kasama ko. Corny namin. Ayos lang, enjoy naman. HAHA. And during the movie, Tina was smiling like the ‘ ‘ YM smiley. LOL. Pero after the movie I was wondering kung bakit wala kaming ultimate LSS, siguro kase they sang a whole bunch of songs talaga tapos parang nakakalito na. Bawat scene meron eh. Nakakatawa ung ‘the boys are back’. AMP. Lumiit talaga eh oh. HAHAHA. Watch it. 

We paid one peso each for our tickets. Kala ko ba free? Bat may piso pa rin? LOL. Pero ang mura, mas mahal pa ang chocnut.

Thanks mom for the passes!

If there’s one thing I could change here,

It would be my blog url.

But I don’t know how.

Too bad.

Do you know how?

After the Niq and Kuya TD talk,

C: What was kuya tricycle driver talking about? Rocker? What is a ‘rocker’?

N: I think he used it as a noun. He was referring to a person.

C: Then when do you call a person a rocker?

N: According to the dictionary, a ROCKER (informal), may be a rock singer / musician or a fan of rock music.

C: Oww okay. So, aren’t you a musician or at least a fan of rock music?

N: Well yeah, I am a musician and a fan of rock music.

C: Then you’re a rocker?

N: Uhh it seems so. But no. Rockstar ako. Shut up conscience.

C: Rockstar? It’s not in the dictionary.

N: I said, shut up.

C: You’re weird.

Pag sakay ko sa may terminal ng tricycle sa may samin…

(Broom broom)

Kuya Tricycle Driver: Ate, rocker ka ba?

Niq: Hindi. (Correction: rockstar)

Kuya TD: Woo, eh bakit ganyan buhok mo? Tska damit?

Niq: (White naman ang top ko, anong pinagsasasabi neto? Nakataas ang buhok. So? Inggit AMP.) Eh trip ko lang.

Kuya TD: Eh diba pag ganyan rockers?

Niq: Eh ewan ko lang. (Yung tinutukoy mo, yung may mga scarf pa talaga kahit tagaktak pawis, tapos kapal eyeliner, bawal ibang kulay, dapat black okaya checkered, ako rockstar – pede kahit ano)

Kuya TD: Ahh parati kasi kita nakikita, mukha ka talagang rocker.

Niq: Tenen! Eh hinde. Hehe. (Stalker ka kuya. Scary.)

..F-U-N!

Twas when I first met Mr. Dunhill. Ooh he was such a debonair. But I will never come close to Mr. Dunhill again. I should not come close to him again.

Till next time friendos! Oh no, not you Mr. Dunhill. HAHA.

Damn. I have 11 sm cinema premiere complimentary tickets. Valid til tom. Nasasayangan ako kung di to magagamit.

Tara friends, movie!

Why do I seem so busy? Its not supposed to be that way. As if hindi sembreak. Nakaka-busy rin pala ang unlimited na pagtulog tapos internet, dvd, gimik. Nakakastress din pala ang paghahanda sa mga debut ng pinakamatatalik kong kaibigan. Well every effort paid off naman. Ano bang latest? Yung sa TEAM, ganda ng party. Party kung party. Pero bakit hindi kami nalalasing sa mga sosyal na drinks? Ayoko ng ganun. Gusto ko lasing kung lasing. LOL. Sarap sumayaw. I missed partying with them. It feels so great kapag nalalasing ka and wala kang pakelam sa mga pinagsasasabi mo kasi wala kang tinatago sa mga kaibigan mo (or WALA NA) Lol. Yung kay rina, enjoy din ang chat with her mom for the planning of her debut. Well medyo badtrip lang ako nung debut nya. Bakit?

Let’s make it brief. WALA AKONG INTERES SA BOYFRIEND MONG… wag na natin ilagay dito ang description. I never thought na aabot sa ganun. Medyo tinawanan ko na lang ng matindi yung isyu. Sige, ako na ang sikat. Ako na ang buminggo. Galing ko eh. HAHA. Oh well, see you at UST. LOL.

Bakit ang laki ng bibig ng Gatorade bottle? Nalulunod ako.

Natatawa ako kay Coelho. Ang sosyal pa ng plotting, ng kwento. Pero wala na ba syang maisip na iba? Sex as initiation? As if I’m reading a local fraternity’s journal. May pa force force pang nalalaman. Eh wala nga naman pakelamanan. Fine. HAHA. Pero ayos ang efforts mo para pataasin pa ang value ng sex sa panahong to. Pero bakit hindi tumatalab ha? I want a page-turner. Nabobore ako Coelho. Ano ba to? Sige ka di na kita babasahin.

I’m supposed to be out with my mom today but I’m suffering from stomach thingys. Siguro this signals my diet talaga. AMP. I guess princess glutton deserves this. But I’m still not sure whether this is because of my excessive eating (haha) or because I was three sheets to the wind last Saturday.

Yes. Three sheets to the wind.