tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78412461756648759952024-03-18T20:21:44.685-07:00When Neurons CollideChaos Personified, Insanity ExemplifiedDianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-73870106127379817862011-05-05T09:05:00.000-07:002011-05-05T09:05:41.386-07:00Lessgo!: The Road to Naga<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwBmbKWhqazo2UfYNuxtc9ID6dNqGgM6KuhSU95HhpI2l87iHdvRIFZniWfBRJZpTrBcbjykE7Ua_JBgI_AcQjjyMCM4UHyRe-u2Nz9btqFEJOSN2CVjllpglky8_e_9AJ_7XsixEvHoIm/s1600/40527_1447370237689_1636184096_1071675_601835_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwBmbKWhqazo2UfYNuxtc9ID6dNqGgM6KuhSU95HhpI2l87iHdvRIFZniWfBRJZpTrBcbjykE7Ua_JBgI_AcQjjyMCM4UHyRe-u2Nz9btqFEJOSN2CVjllpglky8_e_9AJ_7XsixEvHoIm/s400/40527_1447370237689_1636184096_1071675_601835_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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Before summer even officially started I have been getting numerous invites to visit Naga, I think mainly because I have publicly expressed my love for <a href="http://www.tripadvisor.in/ShowUserReviews-g317123-d1650793-r98760047-Grissini_Ristorante-Naga_Bicol_Region_Luzon.html">Grissini</a>, the best Italian restaurant I've been to. The food, ambiance and staff were all truly delightful, as for the prices, I really can't recall how much we spent.<br />
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It has been a year since our trip to Bicol and the reason why I'm flipping over <a href="http://www.tripadvisor.in/ShowUserReviews-g317123-d1650793-r98760047-Grissini_Ristorante-Naga_Bicol_Region_Luzon.html">Grissini</a> just now is because I had such an awful time there and frankly, I haven't quite recovered yet from my ghastly experience. No offense to all Bicolano's. Bicol is a lovely place, unfortunately I missed out on all the fun last time (I was even too grumpy to have my picture taken at CWC). Traveling to Naga from Pampanga by bus was horrible, 10 long hours with hardly any breaks! I kid you not, the bus only had one stopover! Other than my terrible motion sickness, I feel woozy traveling in an air-conditioned vehicle. <br />
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Upon our arrival, our gracious host gave us a tour of the city... in his new car. I could hardly contain my exasperation as my tummy grumbled and tumbled, by mid-day the expected happened... I threw up on the road 4 times. Horrible, really, especially the thought that we would be traveling back home that very night as well.<br />
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Luckily, things went smoothly along the way home. The bus we took now had a restroom which proved to be useless when I got in there since the toilet was...err...clogged. So yeah...next time I go to Naga, I'll take a plane.DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-42098335704582257322010-11-26T02:24:00.000-08:002010-11-26T02:24:19.694-08:00I'm playing i-date. :DLSS much.<br />
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I guess when someone just grows on you it's hard to entirely eradicate them from your system. Remnants of their coming stick and cling to you like moss or bacteria, which more often than not, stinks. And the next thing you know, they're back, clawing their way back into your life. Plain conversation starts, from updates to the most inane things you used to talk about, such as the mating habits of snails. <br />
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I missed you though, dearly. <br />
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You're such a grand person. Wonderful in all aspects I must say. And I respect you. And still love you even. And I doubt that will ever change.<br />
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We would've made a great couple... if only we were born in the same generation. And I'm glad you've found someone who makes you happy. But I'm sure she's nothing compared to me, wit, charm and all. See? I'm still bitter as hell. <br />
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Please let me heal. I'll get back to you soon, and we'll be better friends than ever. Because friendship is all I can ever offer you now.<br />
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I love you. I miss you. I can only tolerate so much for now. I could lose it anytime now. I've never been this patient. No more lies please. Please.<br />
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Life is beautiful. You are beautiful.DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-90287050800646578142010-07-10T07:28:00.000-07:002010-10-10T07:35:45.901-07:00That's what you get...when you let your heart win.<br />
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It hurts like hell! and I did cry when I doused it with alcohol (it was quite late and I couldn't get any hydrogen peroxide)<br />
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I just pray that this awful awful AWFUL scab wont leave a visible bearing of its coming... or far more worse,a keloid. *shivers* <br />
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I don't really use scar preventing / removing ointments during my younger years but I've used Retin A once ( and finished up the entire BIG tube, I think) but it didn't work for me, probably because I was using it on a 'stitch' scar, it is barely noticeable though and it's only one fine white line on my palm. I really can't say if Retin A was able to help...<br />
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Do you know any effective topical scar removing treatments? :(DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-29994736965472073952010-04-06T02:06:00.000-07:002010-04-06T02:06:15.710-07:00A Crystaliciousss Giveaway :D<div style="text-align: center;">Check out Crystaliiousss' Spring Giveaway! </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">a mix of pre-loved and brand new items at random :D </div>DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-59906228017039726412010-03-25T06:09:00.000-07:002010-03-25T06:09:28.797-07:00Just another windy day in pampanga.How are things shakin'? A 6.2 magnitude earthquake hit the metro this afternoon, skyscrapers might have shook but luckily no casualties were reported. Here in AC we had a lame magnitude 3 'quake' which can barely be felt, I was doing my nails that time and I surely didn't miss a spot. <br />
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It's relatively cloudy and windy today but still ever so hot and humid -__-<br />
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Wearing this cute hooded shirt my mom gave me while waiting for my <i>halo-halo</i> :DDianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-62360903795091913072010-03-12T06:15:00.000-08:002011-05-05T08:19:05.028-07:00Deliverance.The time has come, to talk of other things, of shoes and ships and ceiling wax , of cabagges and kings. I lurve 'The Walrus and the Carpenter" song, as much as I love the 1951 version I won't be seeing the latest movie at the cinemas. It seems real dreary. Now back on track, I finally got my clearance! And lookie lookie what I got signed first<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Office of student affairs baybeeeeh! I can finally put some nail color on! Oh Joy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Lifeless. I'm not using any nail strengtheners or whiteners at the moment. And I'm too lazy for a calamansi/lime wash.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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Epic Fail bangs that is, I was such a klutz to tell the hair stylist to trim my hair on the wrong side. Note to self : Right = Left, vice versa.<br />
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Oh... and try not to mind the toilet seat at the BG, I took these photos at the University comfort room after prepping up Kate for her performance. Speaking of comfort rooms, I just remembered how I used to LOVE having snaps taken beside/sitting on a toilet seat! Hahahaha... High school days <i>talaga</i>...<br />
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That little piggy went to the prom night, and this little piggy stayed home... for fear that no one would go with her, and stay at the bar alone... :(DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-64627829445653404142010-03-05T04:09:00.000-08:002010-03-09T04:33:55.023-08:00It Bleeds!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj58Eq-UQzc9FGXuhBGn48cFB8GDIXcaLkiY_GXfsE56y5CrCetyTNGiDPVVG1rFbN8IWqyFwxoXWPhmdRn8UXMnInZ321L3zojb1Ht47hQI0T5ovExDGFbdGin9yZ-urKpswCv89Yz48BL/s1600-h/Peek-tyur+249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj58Eq-UQzc9FGXuhBGn48cFB8GDIXcaLkiY_GXfsE56y5CrCetyTNGiDPVVG1rFbN8IWqyFwxoXWPhmdRn8UXMnInZ321L3zojb1Ht47hQI0T5ovExDGFbdGin9yZ-urKpswCv89Yz48BL/s320/Peek-tyur+249.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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Presenting my favorite polish! Elianto Grapewine! It has a really runny consistency (which I hate -__-) and after 3 coats, dries into a thick blood red color (which I simply Lurve! ^_^).<br />
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One problem though... IT BLEEDS, through white polish. I don't know if its the Grapewine or white Art Deco polish I topped it with, but this was my last week's do...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">(P.S. I was making 'Connected' Paperdolls for little sis :D)</div>DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-84515850406456704942010-03-04T16:58:00.000-08:002010-03-04T16:58:07.718-08:00XIV: Wii expected to slip in 2010A Copy-Paste Title entry in memory of those who I've lost.<br />
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I never thought that after 18 years of my existence that this would happen to me (come to think of it, I never thought it naturally occurs) It just proves that there are more in store for me in the arena of relationships. My heart slowed down a bit a couple of days ago, now it's dying.<br />
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Ladies and gentlemen, just like lovers, friends all out of love too, for no apparent reason.<br />
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They just grow cold, they don't respond just like they used to, and distant, they barely talk to you at all, then gone. It's far more awful than losing a partner who'll try to salvage their pride, the good memories, <strike>a portion of the joint account savings</strike>, yadda yadda yadda...<br />
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I don't have much friends which make me develop closer ties to those I have.<br />
I try to be there every time, not always on time but I'm always there, may it be for a 3a.m. bitter phone-call rant or coffee shots, or wiping puke off <strike>the table, the sofa, your phone, my bag, your clothes </strike>the floor when you're far from sober, or dropping by when you summon me to come over during your dying moments, or when you ask me an honest opinion about somethingandItellyouwhatsonmymind even ifIknowyou'llgetmadatme or or or... Gee... :(<br />
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I love you guys. No no no, no it's-not-you-it's-me bullcrap. I don't wanna hear that sh*t if you'll leave me anyway. Period.DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-61103541925130508462010-02-25T11:34:00.000-08:002011-05-05T08:15:27.715-07:00Frustrated.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTquyHiH7ltl3uzxE6d23Y1JNGw_QallUy00voCMPyEhLT0BsSEzZFpWGHViqFj6AvZhL1J7SMWTqWgJzaSBxNTbyL0A7tfu05hsn0_z1W5dVB5CevCgwmbzzTLmuyU-eLVGH1KkdWJfEo/s1600-h/Marino_poster+27x40in+ver3+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTquyHiH7ltl3uzxE6d23Y1JNGw_QallUy00voCMPyEhLT0BsSEzZFpWGHViqFj6AvZhL1J7SMWTqWgJzaSBxNTbyL0A7tfu05hsn0_z1W5dVB5CevCgwmbzzTLmuyU-eLVGH1KkdWJfEo/s320/Marino_poster+27x40in+ver3+copy.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;">Photos were taken <a href="http://pinoyhothunks.blogspot.com/">Here</a> :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Yay me. I didn't get to see Marino at SM Clark. I'm dying. Throw me a vine. Oh my Emilio! That's what happens when you don't log in to PEP or any showbiz site. I was really hoping I'd get to see this film today since they had posters and all just last week... *sigh*<br />
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Yesterday, I bought the uber-raved Volum Express Cat Eyes Mascara. I'm relatively new to the world of mascara <strike>clumps</strike> and this baby's Comb-like wand felt like a breeze to use for me compared to standard mascara wands.<br />
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It's pretty good and I simply love it! No smudges on my eyelids and it's easy to apply , so far I haven't noticed fallouts. One wee little problem though... It totally slipped off my mind that its waterproof! Hence, I had to rely on my current make-up remover (actually I'm just finishing up the product =P).<br />
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Madness. Insanity. Folly.<br />
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A not-so-profound, highly random, viciously honest and a hopefully not too shallow weblog. <br />
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Let's Start!DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7841246175664875995.post-7801462823844360362010-01-30T10:45:00.000-08:002010-02-26T10:59:59.738-08:00Some Good Things Never Last, Unless . . .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">you make 'em...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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I feel like one of those baroque nude paintings, </span><span style="font-size: medium;">plump and pink, and without a doubt, nude. But unlike them, although I increase in age . . . not in monetary value. </span><span style="font-size: medium;">Now I only have one more year left for my juvenile delinquent acts, and at the stroke of midnight on the next 2nd of March, it's me, myself and I from there on. </span><span style="font-size: medium;">It has been a great and momentous year for my social life despite the fact that I still stick out like a sore thumb with my batchmates. </span><span style="font-size: medium;">But what the heft . . . I can live with that. </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br />
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I want haagen dazs . . . </span>DianeShishiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01935458837120036099noreply@blogger.com0