*Goes on rampage and starts to curse*
UGH.!
*Then stops and continue to write.*
Okay, LOOK< I'm already tired of writing, I mean Typing for the past 3 hours.. and I will not write the same way again. I'm just gonna stock it as memory and continue to where I have stop awhile ago.. not yesterday.. =_=..
(NB: The computer crashed.. and I thought this BLOG SAVES EVERYTHING. There is BIG BAR-BUTTON that Automatically *sarcasm alert* saves everything.. and when I came back, Everything was gone!! YRGH! ukh.. never mind.. )
I'm sorry but I have to skip., that really frustrates me *called at the back of mine* Where for art thou music of mine that plays deeply in my soul? That gives me a pleasant feeling that curse me no more? *music playing from my channel in youtube* Ahhh... and the sky precipitates a moment later, soon I will be in an opposite mood again for the connection will fail.. Darn it, I talked like this again.. Sometimes I need to take away my anger in these internet browser with my blog that crashed, taking away everything.. -_-
Moving On!
(No. Never will I type those long paragraphs again, it's rather frustrating... =_= )
*Suddenly went to YouTube First to return the mood back*
*deep exhale* now, I'm back.. I was hyperventilating there.. XD, kidding.. I keep playing the music.. *w*!
We arrived at the CCP now, there we meet-up with Micah Macapinlac, Genika Acervo, Leslie Lopez, and Giselle Gaspacho.. I think that's it. :)
Then I saw some Flier (spelling?) Oh forget it, how about advertisement? I don't think that fits.. ANYWAY, haha..
I saw some.. "Yellow Paper", let's call it that way. XD.. This "Yellow Paper" I saw, has something to do with a "concert" in Piano.. I can't stop holding it.. I wanna keep it! T^T.. Its gonna be held on October 8, 2010. I can still remember it's date.. I wanna hear a piano playing..! Can, I mean, will that be my birthday gift? Haha.. :b.. I wanna hear Mozart's, Beethoven's.. urgh! Moving ON! ( I can't.. T^T )
There, we saw the Bayanihan dancing gracefully, the music, the story.. and the voice of the Girl.. Falsetto-pitched voiced! Wow! She's so great..! My eyes widened every time she raises her voice, that reaches up to the back.. oh yes, she doesn't have a microphne, it's natural.. :)
People may hate seeing or watching them dancing, acting or acting.. But to me it was not! People this days don't appreciate art.. -_-.. I'm Joking.. *wide grin*
Moving on!
The Show is over!
Veronica now left us because she'll be hanging-out with them and go to Star City..
And that left us three! Me with Carmina Tinde and Sandra Poblete..
When we left the building, we took pictures of ourselves too, better Upload it soon before my Phone will be away from me.. *thinkingnegatively*
We rode the CCP to Vito Cruz Jeepney and got back to the Vito Cruz again. Then we rode the MRT Edsa Jeepney something, we also asked if this is the Jeepney that is heading to MRT. The Driver said it is.. So we paid and waited..
Until...
We got lost in Taft Avenue, seriously. If it wasn't for Carmina's: "Hey! Is that the MRT Station? Yes it is ! Come on, we need to go!" When we got down. It was as LRT Station. Mind you, we ask the guard if this train will lead us to North Edsa, but this Train (I don't remember the name, but it is somewhat rhymes with.. "kurat" or "sukat", whatever, moving on.) we'll use in order to get to North Edsa, we'll have to ride Twice. Darn it. =_=.. So we asked for directions on how to get to MRT.. not LRT.. she told us that we'll have to take the Jeepney that has Rotonda and MRT Edsa/Taft.. Those two names.. we have to ride that has a name on their "planks" ( I don't know what those cardboard boxes are called, okay..? *remembers what happened that's why the mood changed* )
I think we've walked for almost half an hour or what.. I wanted to walk-it-out to MRT,, but nah, it was impossible.. There are Buses at quick speed, Jeepneys that honks at stop-and-go at driving time.. Taxis, cars.. they're all noisy! Argh.!
Carmina is almost crying at that time, she's trying to laugh everything out or trying to make fun out of her so she won't get scared, Sandra is hungry and tired, while I just keep on walking and searching for the Jeepney. Am I the only who is strong-willed here? I also remembered Carmina being melodramatic, she said: "what if i get hungry? What if I don't have anything to eat?", and she can't go home, and no more money and she's stuck here for the rest of her life. Wow, Carmina. Brava!
Then, we stayed at an area where it will lead to MRT something road where Jeepneys will pass..
We waited and waited, we never entered the Jeepney that is loaded with people, we're embarrassed to ask if the Jeep we are using is MRT.. not only that, Every time the Jeepney passes with their "wood planks with names" on the wind shield has names like: "Rotonda", "MRT", "Pasay", "MRT Pasay", "MRT Rotonda".. we never rode one.. It took us almost another half an hour of waiting to ride the right Jeepney. Then a Jeepney pass and parked in front of us, "MRT Pasay-Taft" it says. I nudged the two to move and they got in.
We did got in and asked if this Jeepney will take us to MRT. It did, so we paid the amount and waited. Until it occurred to me that, if we are riding this Jeep to MRT Pasay-Taft, that means, Pasay and Taft are same names, just different words.. I forgot.. We could have left that place sooner! How Lame am I?? X-X..I really am Lame..
It's so funny, Carmina is really almost gonna cry, XD, geezz.. I'm begnning to be a sadist again.. haha.. !
'coz when we arrived the MRT Edsa, we stumbled upon to the people that are going down,, not up.. so that means, this is the exit. So we went to the other side, Carmina told us that that is the entrance, it just happens that people are about to leave so they all go in exit direction. So we went back, even the guard told us that that is the entrance.., I soon found out that this place merge the entrance and exit- Five for Exit, Five for entrance. Lame. =_=.. Does that mean early in the morning, they were all squeezed because they are having a hard time squeezing through...?? Because that happens in North Avenue.. : /..Oh well, moving on..
We paid for the ticket and rode the Train. Sandra fell asleep, she was tired and hungry anyway.. When we are halfway there, Sandra woke up and she said she's feeling sick.. I told her, "Why would you get sick when you are just riding the Train? We are do not come from the province!" She feels like throwing up, Carmina gave her a transparent plastic and she got pissed I think and told her, "I can't throw up there! It's disgusting! The plastic is transparent everyone can see it!" True, true. *annoyingorangesvoiceofapproval* (annoying orange is faunie.. @w@ hihihihi.. ) Then she starts to tell us everything she ate awhile ago, from her breakfast.. with bits off.. never mind. XD.. SANDRA... O~O..
When we arrived at Trinoma, we are so pleased we have returned. *U*
HELLO HOME!
By leaving Quezon City is like leaving the Country behind and seeing all different.. : /.. wow, tough life.. haha..
When we arrive at our "home" :D, haha, we went to McDonalds.. it is really not good to leave Sandra hungry and skip her meals, she's ravenous.. I don't wanna talk about it.. She'll get embarrassed if I said it right now and I tell it sooner or to my other blog site.. Seriously, it's like taking home a poorly-eaten child.. bah, Nevahmaind. XD haha,,
That is all
Ciao~
Cath~ X (I wonder if I can put up my real signature here.. that will be so cool.. :)).. )
P.S.
We may be lost, but the journey we take was safe. :)
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