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i am not a huggy person. i give hugs rarely. and only to the best people.
i love big dogs.
i can be a morning person, if need be. if not, i am very cranky.
i am not very fond of balloons. nor clowns.
i hate small talk.
i chew the tip of my straws if and when i use them.
i enjoy 'fake' strawberries.
i'm very good at licking ice cream, but bad at biting burgers.
i love my stapler.
you'll know it when i don't hear you when i smile a lot.
i am the most un-romantic person i know.
contrary to popular belief, i do cry easily.
i bite.

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Monday, November 03, 2008
The End Is Near

I have not yet studied a line for the impending Neuro Doom. Oh well.

When something lets you down, something else is bound to pick up the slack. And what better way to spend your days than lounging in bed with good music, good books, and good food? Home = LURVE.

It's been a long while since I last posted something significant. Well.

I have a new love- The Script. Their upbeat songs are really just the kind I love, although they sing about heartbreak a lot, which I can't really relate to BECAUSE I'M DEAD INSIDE. Haha, no. Not really. Anyway, it's nice drowning yourself in iPod + strawberry ice cream + whimsical novels.

My mom's been away for days now, doing I don't know what. But oddly, I don't really miss her miss her. Sure I miss her, but it's just like my being away while she's here at home. Except now, she's the one not here and I'm the one home. Hmph. I've been so used to my dad being away on business trips that this thing with my mom doing it instead of him kind of takes getting used to.

My huge external hard drive it's nearing it's breaking point. Shizz, all these shows that I'm watching has to go somewhere, right? And because I do watch a lot of these things, I simply cannot keep track of them. When to download them. What to download. Which ones I've already seen. Blah. It's a good thing my brother learned the trade before it went poof in my head, haha.

Discworld + Xanth = Love.

Anyway, I can't really say I'm looking forward to the new semester. Everytime I open my email, there's always this Letter of Doom awaiting to doom me. Seriously, how do I keep track of these things when I don't even have my schedule?

And my grades are U-G-L-Y. I swear, they're the ugliest grades I have ever received since I started breathing. Or maybe not. I think my Apgar scores were... Anyhoo, this med thing has me worrying. In a very shucks-I-have-ugly-grades-and-it-worries-me-but-I-can't-do-anything-about-it-now-because-I'm-too-busy-with-other-school-stuff way. Meh.

But for now, I want to squeeze up all the goodness from this vacay before Heck thaws and Doctors break loose.

Saturday, November 01, 2008
RIght Eyebrow

It's been up for so long now I'm afraid it'll blend with my hairline. Pissed off. :(