I was thinking about what I want to do after all this bumming. I was fixing my resumé - stating I graduated, blah blah. My mother has been very vocal about me applying to a TV station. I have considered it and I'm actually going to submit my resumé sometime. Although my worry is I'm not at all in touch with the news. What if they ask questions about current events? These are the times I wish I had Sir Beni (my highschool history teacher - a very ) looming over my head so I'd make sure to get one article and make a commentary about it.

Anyway, back to the after-bum-plans. I also have this grand plan of putting up a dessert shop of some sort. My parents fully support it and right now, it seems to be the only thing I'd actually be willing to do. But I don't know where to start exactly. Augh. I don't want to grow up yet.

Yesterday, I was in the hospital visiting a friend. She was confined the other night because of stomach pains that have been bothering her since Friday. She was crying in pain and it made all of us feel useless because we couldn't make the pain go away. Today, she's scheduled for endoscopy. It's a procedure where they insert a tube down her throat. There's a camera at its end and from there, they'll figure out what's wrong with her tummy.

I love my friends. And my only wish in life is that they be free from all of the pain in this world - if that's even possible. I hate it when my friends tell me about how they're in a mess, how they're having so many problems. I hate it, because more often than not, I have no power over it. I can't solve their problems for them.

But sometimes, on rare occasions, people say that you don't have to do anything to make them feel better. And somehow, I guess I'm glad I'm a good listener. I don't need to be an expert on giving advice. I just need really good ears. (:

So, it seems that my LJ is becoming more and more boring that people have started deleting me from their lists. Haha! I have some sort of fear about writing there, because there are certain people who seem to get a kick out of making fun of other people's posts. So I almost always end up just posting random, trivial things over there. And I thought drama was confined to high school. d:

Speaking of high school, after I get my clearance in school, I'm off to have lunch with the girls at Janna's. Yay. I love my high school friends. They're the best. It doesn't matter if we haven't seen each other for months, or even years, we always end up having a blast together. ♥

I get occasional heart rushes, still. There's a glow about today and it's refreshing. (: And that's all I'll ever write. Haha. (:

My batchmates are corny! It was supposed to be a "batch" party. But apparently, only five of us consider ourselves a "batch". Oh well. I'm not entirely surprised because the last time we ever arranged a block party, only a handful of people came. That is life. I'm graduating in a week, and I just found out that I'm supposed to fill up an entirely different clearance from the one Jeifan and I got the other week. Grr. So, we need to go back to school next week and get that darn clearance and have it signed by the different departments. Eurgh. Talk about hassle. That's what I pretty much hate about my school. You ask about requirements and the personnel bitch on you but eventually just give you the wrong information. Woohoo.

Everybody else was talking about applying about jobs yesterday. How come I'm not one of those people? Should I be one of those people?

I've gained a considerably large amount of fat the past week. Even my tita noticed. Bleh. Inactivity + food = bad. I haven't really been doing anything except eat, sleep, watch TV and use the PC. I want to go to the beach!

My relatives were over last night for dinner. Easter Eve sort of thing. White wine is good! (: Hehe. Ton came over and my mother seems to be more and more nonchalant about it - which is great. Maybe someday she'll be leaning towards approval. Haha. d: He hit it off with one of my cousins, they talked about call center blues. Heh.

My cousin's getting married early next year and we all stayed up `til past midnight talking about it. Of course there was the occasional hint directed towards my turning-forty tita, and eventually to me. O_o Hello.

I saw some of the pictures from last Wednesday's shoot. Dear Lord. I still can't believe it's me. Hahaha!

Last Sunday, I walked in on a debate of whether or not my tita was supposed to change her image. What image is this, you ask? Well, apparently, she went out with her brother (my tito) and some of his friends. Then, the friends told my tito how my tita was beautiful, but a bit of a tomboy. My tita proceeds to defend herself and says she was wearing rubber shoes and cargo pants. Everyone else says it's not the clothes. She's really siga, they say. I say, it could be the clothes. They all glare at me as if to say, SHUT UP.

Now, you see, my tita is turning forty this year. She's had no boyfriend the past couple of years and my relatives are worried she might never ever get married. And I feel for her, because everyone's pressuring her. So now they've decided that it's because people think she's a tomboy. They all turn to me to give her advice on how to be prim and proper and girly. I argue that it's not about being girly. It's either you are or you aren't. You can't force it. What if it isn't her personality to act so dainty? Let her be! Geezus. I just looked at my tita and we both smirked. This is what we have to put up with, just because we don't have boys? Hay.

I wonder if twenty years from now, I'll be subject to the same pressure from my own brothers. Dear Lord. I hope not.

The past three days of summer has been quite wonderful. (: I've been helping out Niña with her portfolio - as one of her pseudo-models. Dressing up and putting on make-up is fun. (: Today, I'm going with her to help style these bunch of girls. I wonder how that will go.

50 First Dates was one of the sweetest movies I've ever seen. To have someone make you fall in love with him everyday? Wow. Every guy should watch it and take the hint. Haha! And I love the soundtrack! I downloaded everything off Kazaa, and I'm missing only one song now. I feel like I'm on the beach when I hear songs from the soundtrack. Lovely.

On the other hand, The Passion of the Christ was something else. Totally. I don't think I've been assaulted that much by a movie. My stomach was doing turns and I felt like throwing up and I actually looked away from the screen a couple of times. I fell silent for a good five minutes or so after the movie. I don't know about everybody else, but it sure made me believe even more and made my faith even stronger than it is. I love God and seeing the movie just made it clear how he really did suffer and die for us. And I can't believe how sometimes I take that for granted. How I don't seem to care. What a wake-up call. I'm glad I watched it. And I don't know what it did for Ton, but seeing his face after the movie and how he also fell silent, I hope it was a good thing for him, too. I'm not of the preachy type, but I really want him to have a better relationship with Him. And maybe the movie was a step.

I got some pictures printed at Kodak and they sort of came out discolored. I wonder why. Maybe it's the printer? Anyhow, I should remember to get them in 4x6 prints next time because the 3x5 prints look odd. I'm having my supersampler pictures developed later, too. I kind of ruined the film while loading it so I don't know if it got exposed or scratched or what. I hope the pictures come out though, because the colors are probably going to be really nice.

I want to go swimming.