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im a bad-luck magnet. read on
26.5.07

yesterday. i was so so so nervous with so babaw reason man! always! im gonna get my haircut today. lol! babaw! why am i nervous. cuz im gonna go look for a new salon for now. cuz the salon i formerly used to had my haircut done was kinda gonna turned their salon to a resto. lol! and there's also this salon. big salon. it's like a mall. haha! just in our block. and tried that place too. and they're good.

so i asked permission from my father, and he said "oh cge."

BUT. the one who always assist me was like. everytime i got there. he's excited like a baby who recieved a lollipop. lol! but when i seated on the chair he then goes "oh, anung gupet" with that nakakatamad!-wala-akong-gana look. huh! kakainis dba??

one time when i got there. i waited. then he gave me look like that baby-who-got-his-lollipop look. then again he repeated everything again. after that. he took me to shampoo my hair. then like. "ok, tapos na". guess how do i look?? i look like a friggin' newly born chick. like he didn't even dry my hair. embarassing. that's why i thought of a new salon.

i saw this salon. just the same name of that one in our block. but smaller branch. i rode a jeepney. and notice. no one's in there and thought that maybe they're already closed. but i looked closely. and all of their stuff was no where to be found. i knew they already transfer to the big branch in our block. i can't go down from the jeepney so i decided to have my haircut done to where i used to have my haircut when i was 2nd year. then there, it's good. but not best just like the one's in our block.

i have no choice but to look for a new one. cuz of that sh*t.

when i got home. my sister asked me to eat first before take my bathe. then suddenly. something cross my mind. the thing i called THE IFS. lol!

*if i had my dinner first, of course my father will gonna see my hair. and it doesn't really look short. so he'll freak out again like. "nagpagupit ka na nyan? 'bat ang haba pa rin?" but if i took my shower first. i wouldn't have to hear that from him.

so i took my shower. after that. mom has arrived from quiapo. then stupidly i showed her my hair. she goes "nagpagupit ka na nyan?? anu ba yan bat ganyan?? ay naku magpagupit ka ulit" with a serious look. she's quite mad. i dunno but she liked me to have that military like flat-top haircut which i already felt disgusted about. cuz it's so worst. like hell. friggin! i used to have that when i was elementary. gross!

"anu ka ba? para ka namang naiwanan na nang panahon. iba na kabataan ngayon. eh ikaw parang na stucked na sa panahon niyo. summer naman ngayon eh. tsaka wag mo na ko pakialaman. kasi di naman kita pinapakialaman. you don't even understand me. sobra!" i didn't actually said that to her. but i would love too. that started me to be like a rebel. i hate everyone.

>>>>>>later realized that in that detour i will get the same bad feeling about the hair. if i ate first i get the hell from my father. then if i take the shower first i would get that hell from my mother. huh! no way out! huh! im a bad luck magnet!!

i cried that night in my bedroom. cuz they don't understand me. i even called myself a rebel from now on.



!!today!!
i was stumbled by my mother's voice. "gising na, jeff!" haha! "aalis tayo" she said. it was 9:30 then. we are going to the megamall to buy school supplies. i remembered yesterday i said that to her. i took my breakfast then prepared.

"manonood tayo?", i said. "anu ba maganda ngayon?", "shrek the third", "o sige panoorin natin". haha! then we left. haha! it's been a long time that i last visited the cinemas. cuz i was always stucked at my room doing nothing but watching television. i was wearing polo shirt with white and green stripes and a bermuda short and my slippers. i felt comfortable with them anyway.

we went to the cinema. and watched shrek the third. it's funny especially to the one who's seating infront of us. even if there's nothing funny about with the scene, she always gave us that that's-so-funny laugh. there's even a time that a scene is so funny that all of the us laughed out and she's doesn't seem to understand that one and she's like whaddup??. lol!

after that we went to national bookstore. and again, all of the people of the philippines are there!! haha! it's so crowded. that it even makes the place so busted and hell. so hot!

mom took a basket and told us to go get our stuff. im like, "you?". she's gonna get her own stuff too. not hers. but to my cousins who she ought to tell that they might not afford cuz their parents are not that workers but they're trying. huh! hirap ng buhay. she's sweet.

then here the story goes..

i was like THE VENOM from spiderman3 movie. who took over a person that before his very own eye he already had done something bad.

my mom asked if we were hungry. my sister wasn't. but i. she said "anu gusto mo?" and i gave her a 'whatever' look. i was like sh*t! it was like all of a sudden im a rebellious person that i hate you all!!! im so bad. i go on with that stupidity. up to that moment that i already feel them bad. i hurt my mother's feelings. im so bad! i really felt that she felt bad about me. but i can't seem to be pity cuz she always give me sermons about myself. cuz she don't understand teenagers today.

anyway im so bad. and here i am blogging without even changing my clothes yet fresh from the mall. im so bad. im gonna cry again later so the fellings would sort of come out from my eyes in a from of tears. lol!! im so bad. but rebel. huh! better kind-hearted rebel?? im so sorry. or not. huh! you can't just understand me.

see yah.. ima cry!

NOTE: hey guess what?? i started this at 5:15. and i looked at the clock and it's like 6:15 exactly. haha! wierd. like me.


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