i've been pretty much hurrying past my life lately-- so damn busy. can't write much. gtg!
love, peace, and, nappiness! the shizuku express rocks!

-mG

just a short 3 minute (wtf? redundant) entry:

National Level
President: Bro Eddie Villanueva
(i've been campaigning for him for the past month or so!)

V-President: Abstained
(although Noli will win landslide)

Senators:
1) Dick Gordon (Tourism means jobs! just look at Thailand! :yehey: )
2) Mar Roxas (tee hee... maybe because of the sheer sellout on the looks department!)
3) Pia Cayetano (birds of the same feather-- hehe, a UP cum laude graduate!! hehe!
4) JaWO - (cocksucka! what a perverse thought? i guess, there are no more plausible choice left in this year's pool! his clean-water act, anti-internet gambling prompt me to go for Big-J but i'm sincerely hoping he lose so he save the skidding Barangay Ginebra in the PBA.
5) Jamby Madrigal - just for the sake of the 'lesser evil phenom' this girl is mightily affluent enough to even consider corruption! because come to think of it, she's the last person to ever need money. she's just there for honor and the distinction, i don't know if she can help the country but at least she won't contribute its worsening.


Local Government:
Mayor: Sonny Belmonte, a notch better than that corrupt official Mathay. for the latter's supporters, always remember the SMILE scandal! Our worthless package of high school diploma which was overly priced at P350!! Fuck this dirty ol' scoundrel. SB is the lesser evil choice!

V Mayor : Fuck, no, way will i vote for such atrocious lineup of stars!! goddamnit them friggin beasts!

Congressman: I'm not aware of any worthy names! But please not that filthy ass Edcel Lagaman. Fuck the number of times he's campaign jingle disturbed my classes in Math100.

Barangay: i don't know if there is such but fuck not that candidate Marivic CoPillar. I don't know, the name just fucks my brain!!

-mG
(but bro eddie should win!! for the country!)

I have a cutie student right now -- guess what? he's name is Anton although he begs not to be called by his real name. i think it irritates him whenever i call him ANTWAeN and it appears like that's the name of my ex! well, all i can say is just listen to the song, StaCY's mom by Fountains of Wayne! Stacy can I come over after school? (after school) We can hang around by the pool (hang by the pool) Did your mom get back from her business trip? (business trip) Is she there or is she tryin to give me the slip? (give me the slip) You know I'm not the little boy that I used to be I'm all grown-up now baby can't you see Stacy's mom has got it goin on She's all I want, and I've waited for so long Stacy can't you see, you're just not the girl for me. I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom. Stacy's mom has got it goin on Stacy's mom has got it goin on Stacy do you remember when I mowed your lawn? (Mowed your lawn) Your mom came out with just a towel on. (Towel on) I could tell she liked me from the way she stared (The way she stared) And the way she said "You missed a spot over there." (Spot over there) And I know that you think its just a fantasy But since your dad walked out your mom could use a guy like me Stacy's mom has got it goin on She's all I want, and I've waited for so long Stacy can't you see, you're just not the girl for me I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom Stacy's mom has got it goin on (Shes got it goin on) She's all I want, and I've waited for so long (Waitin and waitin) Stacy can't you see, your just not the girl for me. I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom. I'm in love with Stacy's mom Wait a minute Stacy can't you see, you're just not the girl for me I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom -mG

what happened this afternoon is a definitive shocker!

as usual i'm lecturing in my math 100 class. I notice 'you know who' just outside the room. here's the picture; imagine a right triangle: our corridors form the base of this triangle so when i stood along the line of the hypotenuse i could see him walk in and out of his room. and there he was, or so i thought -- grimacing in pain.

of course, whomever that person turned out to be, my initial reaction was to get worried and so i accidentally mumbled in front of the class; "anong nangyari don? 2 students followed my gaze and the rest might have stared at me and try to read my reaction.

then one naturally queried, "ma'am, sino yon?" I can't reply as i was trying to figure out what's probably wrong with him. i think, somethings definitely not in place since he was using a door knob to carry his weight.

and then the teasing began. maybe, i'm really the type of person who can't conceal my feelings: that maybe i'm projecting some sort of an aura of tantalized eyes and irrevocable smile. "OhmyGOD, i'm cracking up@!"

they were prodding me to admit it and i was really blushing to the highest decree.

ma'am, nanliligaw sa inyo--sagutin nyo na

i should've said: Wish ko lang!!

the jolting doesn't stop and i was worried he might hear what is being said. because it's not a very usual occurrence for a Calculus class to be filled with such opulent jolly atmosphere.

ano nang ibinigay sa inyo? anong feeling?

ma'am, cute ha?

pero, in fairness maganda ang katawan niya ah!

i can no longer bear the moment so i decided to walk out of the room and take a 5 minute break. as i hurried down the stairs, i glance a last single shot at him who was then tied up to his mobile phone.

when i returned, he has already dismissed his class and i continued on a valant effort with my lesson. but gosh, what a day it has been!

-mG

of course, this is not my first time to cry. i've lost a lot of times and became heartbroken, and my favorite team, Barangay Ginebra had lost their fair share of games in the PBA. my beloved cat died last month--i cried a river; i wept reading Erich Segal's 'Love Story.' i cried over a spilled milk about the fact that i wasn't able to go to the US last year.

so, maybe, i'm a crybaby.

i bet, there never was a month when i can control myself from shedding tears.

but, yesterday i cried of a political cause. and that marked my first time ever.

maybe, i'm really an amateur and i maybe looking through my rose-coloured visors once again, but i never felt something like this before. i thought we had a chance, for some geniune change; and pardon the stretch of my euphemism--a brighter future for my children and my grandchildren.

my bubble bursted when i look at the numbers. they were sacrilegious! i thought we did enough, but maybe all those sacrifices went for naught. i tried to keep my hopes high as i recalled the Pacquiao-Marquez bout just the other day, and how ironic it is that i'm sincerely hoping that we could resurrect like Marquez (although, it's a far obvious roberry in Las Vegas!)

i wanted to call my uncle who got me involved in this volunteering activity, but i don't know if i should. if i'm at the pits at the moment, what more for my mentor who attended all the rallies and vigils from the very beginning.

he's the one who convinced my family; cause 2 months ago, we're just the average, not-so-critical, and not-so-intelligent family who would go for the typical and invalid 'lesser-evil argument.' I know of a lot of the average, and not-so-intelligent, (i want to stress the not-so since we are a little intelligent, but no-so) would opt for the same choice.

he wasn't really very convincing but just the same i contemplate that evening and then it dawned on me that he has a point. why choose a lesser-evil when we can have someone who's entirely not evil? why should we be afraid that FPJ would win whence we have already seen all the shit in the current government. can we ever quantify the amount of improvement (if there is such) from Erap's regime to GMA?

So, then came the switch. and all of the sudden i found myself going through the streets of Recto and Cartimar, distributing flyers, stickers, and all paraphernalia, all of which are purchased solely by my uncle.

i became an avid supporter and proudly roaming around the town/school and convincing people to convert.

i've been there -- screaming like the way i always liked it, "Bro Eddie--Bangon Pilipinas' and my enthusiam never tapered-off till the time i watched the television.

it's as if i felt a priceless gloom renting decay all throughout my body. all the euphoria of shoutings and screaming suddenly rendered a feeling of tiredness on my worn-out body.

and then i cried...

-mG

It's quite ironic that the love of his life looks like Dido. could it be that she's reading my mind and deciphering all my wildest fantasies that i've been concealing for the past year?

afterall, it's a simple phenomenon called woman's institution! for her to feel something for me. i could make him dense but i'm sure in no position to play posum with her!


I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
I'll tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

mG -- that's my computer alias but it's worthwhile to note that there are a number of possibilities for its meaning.

mG : Meteor Garden
mG : Manu Ginobilli
mG : morning girl
mG: midnight girl
mG: men zo's girl

but the original acronym i got from neo-pets' second level of intelligence!

mG : master genius

which i just simply replaced with:

mG : ---- genius! can i make it anymore obvious?

-mG

it was a most nakakakilig experience for me--to be paired up with tee hee. i try to sound coy and hypocritical, denying everything which obviously heightens up the tinge and excitement. it's weird. i have loved and adored him for so long, and boom after 4 years of sheer loyal, obsessive worship--boom! someone finally noticed that we look good together. i admit that i'm on the brink of giving to the chill but the fear of returning to the hell we've been haunts me. the truth is i should still feel hurt for the all the pain he's caused me, but those i managed to shrug off and continue living for the mere reason of the need to live. (well, at least for next 4 months!) but overall, the feeling still exists. the jeers capped with the excessive waiting just stressed that out. maybe, i'm still in love, who knows? it was a match made by st. jude, after all. and lastly, it could be just a premonition that one of my sought-after feelings culminate for that very special person whom i have loved and adored for so long--the thought of not being here anymore after 4 months. cause whatever tomorrow brings---(sigh!! veered with a nasal tone) i won't be here!! -mG

for 5 consecutive days, i've been highly sleep-deprived! but instead going back to my inn to relax and soothe my aching 'every single part of my body,' i'm here, taking the time out to experience being alone and lost and enjoy the brink of loneliness' subtle details. i'm away from home and although i was overjoyed to finally be able to watch MTV once again, the last few days have been a literal 'jigokou' (pardon that, but since this is supposed to be The Shizuku Express, I would opt to tone down the adjective to describe this stay! i'm tired and sleepy and all i'm soughting for here is a decent sleep tonight. hopefully, i'll get that tonight. i'm keeping my fingers crossed. i'm really, really exhausted. signing off... -mG

as usual, he broke my heart for 3rd consecutive year -- i cried silently, i cried inside of me.

as usual, the sad song because i'm aware that we're both torn and badly beaten by the events. if it's difficult for me, i know the pain is twice for him. it's just that he hurts me so much.

i will miss that meek mildly-swollen smile on his kissable lips, and the gentleness of his voice, that passionable flirtatious stare, and the way he smoothly bats his eyelashes.

it may take stretch of imagination but he's the reason why i believe i'm meant for my chosen discipline, because i always see myself as his venerable female version, his understudy, the rare breed: purest of the pure.

i devoted myself to follow his footsteps, to showcase the stuff i'm made of; and i'm only thinking of one thing -- i'm here because of you!

but i guess that i have no choice right now but to let go and forget about him. well at least, until october, or until we meet again, if ever we will. i don't know, and i haven't the slightest intention of knowing whether i'll see him on an earlier date.

my heart needs a break from my king. even though he failed to give me the ring... this time

i will indeed miss you -- PEJA STOJAKOVIC!!!! hope we can win it next year. see you next NBA season!!

-mG

It's all because of you, I'm feeling sad and blue
You went away, now my life is just a rainy day
And I love you so, how much you'll never know
You've gone away and left me lonely

Untouchable memories, seem to keep haunting me
Of a love so true
That once turned all my gray skies blue
But you disappeared
Now my eyes are filled with tears
And I'm wishing you were here with me

Soaked with love, all my thoughts of you
Now that you're gone
I just don't know what to do

(Chorus)
If only you were here
You'd wash away my tears
The sun would shine once again
You'd be mine all mine
But in reality, you and I will never be
'Cause you took your love away from me

Girl, I don't know what I did
To make you leave me
But what I do know
Is that since you've been gone
There's such an emptiness inside
I'm wishing you'd come back to me

(repeat Chorus)

Oh, baby, you took your love away from me.

-mG