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Name: Ria
B-day: September 5, 1988
Location: QC, Philippines
DevArt: nayomi-chan
Multiply: spacepiratesolstice

A Glance



- find out what I want in life
- this moment to happen
- be a Dean's List-er
- learn how to ride a motorcycle
- go skydiving
- go scuba diving
- make my own blog layout
- learn how to use Flash
- travel more
- improve my drawing skills
- go to a Flea market
- a Tarot Card Deck
- fashion sense
- femme outfits
- witty t-shirts
- vintage clothes and accessories
- make my own clothes!
- go on a shopping spree
- contribute to WWF
- a DSLR
- bake something
- an underwater camera
- cosplay again
- visit my online friends
- stop being a safeist
- happiness

lead you elsewhere

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Cai + Gela + Racine + Kari + Gretchen + Miranda + Berbi + Gab + Convi + Maku + Lei + Yeli + Carmi + Guia + Ginell + Jab + Amary + Zychez + John + Justin + RayRay + Rei + Mitch + Vox + Toni + Maru + Coco + Joseph + Clement + Rob + Mai

Look Back

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Tuesday, November 21, 2006
No need to post about the last week; it was basically hell. *shrug*

I'm really determined to become a Dean's Lister this semester. I can feel the drive, but I don't see it that much. I hope I can exert more effort into this. Another thing I have to get done is FINALLY reaching level 40 in RF. I've been stuck at lvl 39 since forever. ~_~

I had a bad dream last night. It was like two bad dreams, actually. I didn't get any decent sleep because of that. XP First dream, I was in a building, with a few people. Those I recognized were Ags, Cai, Lilia, Maru, and Maku. Weird lineup. We were being chased by a killer. Eventually I got separated from the others, and the killer was going after me. I ran, and the building turned into a huge hospital. When he couldn't find me, or the others, he'd randomly run into rooms, killing the patient there. I ran into a ward with dozens of beds, and I hid there while he passed through. I was trembling. He soon left. I ran out, and ran into another room. He was there, and he had just killed someone else. I backed out of the room, and ran for the flight of stairs. I jumped down the stairs in huge bounds, jumping over the railings. I hurt my legs. I was soon at the ground floor of the building. The door wouldn't open. I slammed my fists against it, my desperation echoing in the stairwell. The though of him suddenly appearing behind me terrified me. Then the door opened. I saw my family. I screamed that there was a killer after me. They looked at me and calmly said that he only killed at night. I looked up, and the sun was out. Suddenly calm, we found a huge elevator at the side fo the building. We rode it up to the top floor. It was raining at the top. I went out with my family, then I turned around, and noticed that there was a passageway on the other side of the elevator. I ran back, and jumped into it.

Second dream. I was in an abandoned car parking complex. I was in a military unit of some sort. Maku was there. I had a mag of bullets strapped onto my arm. I was holding the hand of a little girl beside me. Suddenly, a hoard of zombies came out. We were quickly overrun. I reached for my gun, but I didn't have one. Maku told me to get the little girl out of there. I ran to the end, and there was the ocean. There was a boat, with women and children on it. I jumped off the ledge (we were on the second floor) and landed in the water. I put her into the boat, then went back up, climbing to the second floor by the wall. Zombies everywhere. They chased me. I ran along the edge, because they were on the bottom floor, waiting for me to fall. I jumped into the water, but the boat was gone. I found a jetski, and rode it away. I found little covered rafts with people on it. They were partying; in bikinis, holding margaritas and stuff. I yelled that there were zombies. They laughed at me. I went back to the building. Suddenly, the water started to drain. The zombies came out after everyone. Chaos. I hid in one of the cubicles. I found a girl there, with a knife. I told her to kill me. She looked stunned. I grabbed the knife and stabbed myself in the chest. I collapsed against the bamboo wall. My hands became cold, and grew stiff. I couldn't move. I became dizzy. Breathing became hard. "So this is what it's like to die." I closed my eyes. I awoke in a London-like alleyway. The road was of cobblestone, and the walls were made of brick. It was raining, and everything was grey. In front of me, two men were declogging a sewage drain. I watched. Then a flash of flesh. A woman's torso floated to the top of the murky water. The men continued ramming it down, as if it were trash. Then it was gone.

I woke up.

You are The Moon

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.

The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

{/6:05 PM} - { 3 }
I'm almost somewhere.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Watching it Crash
Listening to: A Perfect Circle ~ A Stranger

I haven't been able to blog decently for a long while now. I never got to post about my trip to Boracay, nor my new glasses. I didn't get to post about my sem break, or the things I've been going through lately.

A quick rundown:

-I got new frames.
-I went to Bora.
-I've 3 pairs of flats.
-Mum's PC went *boom*
-Mum bought a new PC

Well yeah, the Bora thing is the most eventful. :p

I went to Bora from the 31st til the 2nd. It was really nice, even if it was a relatively short vacation of sorts. I took 550+ shots in 3 days. No, I won't post them all, but I'll post a select few like what I did for my Cebu trip. But I'll save that for later. I've to blog about other stuff first.

I've got myself a new pair of frames.

I hadn't planned it all; we just went to Ideal Vision in Ever to get mom's glasses fixed, and she asked me if I wanted new frames. At first I eyed a pair of pink ones, but once I saw the orange frames.. XD So she got them for me. o: The recent thing for orange I've had lately is a result of wanting an orange lightsabre. XD Which led to me wanting to watch the whole Star Wars series, and the obsession for orange.

When we got back from Bora, Mum's PC wouldn't turn on. It was really annoying, because mum was trying to threaten us by saying that we wouldn't be able to use the net unless we fixed her PC. The thing was, her PC at the time had broken down in the same fashion so many times already, so we had deemed it unfixable. Finally mum gave in to the hassles that not having her PC brought, and so she bought a new PC. It was irritating, to say the least; mum had been complaining before that we didn't have a lot of cash and stuff, that buying a new PC would be a waste of money and stuff, then when I got home, I saw a fully beefed up PC in the study room, complete with a 19" flat LCD widescreen monitor. I got internet back with that, so whatever.

I've been fighting with my mom for the past three days. I haven't talked to her, nor seen her since Sunday, and honestly I don't want to see/talk to her for a while. For once, I don't want to be understanding; I'm sick of how she always puts me down, and how she always makes me feel like I'm useless. It all started on Sunday. We went to Shangri-la. She bought movie tickets for all of us, but I wasn't going to watch. She got mad at me, and started nagging me that I had to repay her and stuff. I told her she could just get it from my allowance. Kinda annoyed, I said that I needed to go to National Bookstore, so I asked my mom for my allowance so I could buy the stuff I needed for school. When I ask, my mom says that she's not giving me anything, because it's not like I do anything around the house. Short pause. This was the nth time she had told me that during the week. I was pretty angry at this point, but I wanted to explain that I needed the money for school supplies, and books. I really needed the money. Then my brother butts in and says "I thought you needed to go to National Bookstore?" in a 'what-the-hell-are-you-still-doing-here?' tone. Damn it. "Well fine, if you want me gone that bad!"

This is ALWAYS how it goes. Mom accuses me of doing nothing to help in the house. I get angry; I do a lot around the house! Then she doesn't give me my allowance. But for Jeth she barely ever does that. He doesn't do squat around the house, but she never tells him off for it. She even refunds everything that he spends for. She reimburses nearly every peso he spends because he's so spoiled. She complains that my brother has a crap attitude; it's because she baby-s him so much! And to help him with is low-esteem, she puts me down to pull him up. I'm really, really sick of it. Why does she have to treat me so differently?

Besides that, school is a pain.. I have to be at school every Saturday from 1-4 starting this Saturday for NSTP. This'll be until late December. It seriously is ruining all my plans and is effectively stressing me out.

There are a lot more, actually. But I guess recounting them all would just be too tedious and time consuming at the moment. It might possibly even make me feel worse. I hope today is a better day.

{/3:59 PM} - { 4 }
I'm almost somewhere.

Friday, November 10, 2006
Hey, look!

Things are looking up again.
Happy 6 months. :)

{/6:39 PM} - { 2 }
I'm almost somewhere.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Listening to: Guess?

I'm tired.

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day?
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me ?
And after an
You're my wonderwall

Said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me

{/5:57 PM} - { 2 }
I'm almost somewhere.