Saturday, October 31, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AARON <3
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Friday, October 30, 2009
"White Houses" by Vanessa Carlton + the feeling of fall = Nostalgia.
I can still feel the bliss, anxiety, love, and pains of that year.
You'll be getting a lot of these from me LOL
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I think that isn't a good thing.
I already found out what happens if I don't eat. (thanks to Nutrition for the Physio crash session).
And I am almost always tired.
This can't be good.
Now I shall go eat something...
my first meal of the day LOL...
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I forgot how much I loved the Ataris and The Calling.
They were my favorite bands during the 8th grade.
I wonder where they are now.
(I used to think Alex Band was the hottest guy in the world. Funny how things change LOL)
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Wednesday, October 28, 2009
to the point our time turned out to be [10/27/2009 8:45:18 PM] *** 3:03:56. ***
He kept his word, and we actually talked yesterday. Even though he and I webcam-ed the week before, I still missed him.
"I know this is cheesy, but its all I have until I see you."
He tried to keep me as long as he could, even though I kept pushing the fact that I had to go to sleep.
His roommate is funny.
Accidents are funny to watch, especially when it isn't happening to you.
And...pictionary for a good 2.5 hours is fun.
He kept making me laugh.
It made me very sad that I didn't realize how much he missed me.
(and here I was bitching about him all the time... I'm not taking this very well, aren't I? )
A lot of writing of "*insert arrow here* misses you" &
"*insert arrow here again* still misses you"
Why can't my lappy do all that cool stuff? I DUNNO. (I still love my lappy though...)
I keep thinking about the three hour conversation, almost anticipating that I will be seeing Saturday. His birthday. He'll be legal, and now I don't feel better than I am no longer dating a minor. HAHAH..
Is it bad that I spent so much money on him for his birthday.
I saw it and thought of him, although I don't know if he has seen that Mickey Mouse cartoon before.
I keep giving him everything Disney. I don't know why. Maybe because it was easy?
Krisette and I walked around the whole World of Disney store like, 5 times, trying to think of something to give to him.
I got him a pin and something else.
I wanted to give him a pin because he bought me one from Disney World (which...I found... at the store too. I think it was as expensive...).
Or how I ask Krisette.
Kat: should I spend this much on him?
Krisette: I think so.
Kat: Is this going to be worth it?
Krisette: I'm sure it will be.
Kat: Is this relationship going to work out?
Krisette:...what?

I did that to throw her off...
but yeah.
I hope he likes it?
*prays*

PS- I'm following Steve Terada on Twitter.
I'm a bad girlfriend D:
I love Steve Teradaaa T__T
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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
I'M NINETEEN NOW.
8D
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Monday, October 26, 2009
The ring he gave.
It broke.
As well as my locket and key.
Why...doesn't this sound right.
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Sunday, October 25, 2009
Camera(the DSLR) = Max
Car= Bunny
Sunshine Buddy= Trent
Flute= Sweetie
Tenor Sax (technically not mine) = Tenor Babyyy
Camera (the Sony Cybershot)= Cam Cam



That's it so far.
Stay tuned for more names and things.
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Nanay: Addy! Say hi to your Tita Kayce!
Kat: ooohh...Nanay...Tita...
Nanay: Okay fine. Say hi to your Manang KC!
Kat: LOL Thanks Nanay.
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Rin
Friday, October 23, 2009
Rin is a new nickname I got from April.
I don't know how I feel about it, but I kind of like it.
...what is up with me and three lettered names?
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Thursday, October 22, 2009
video
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I got a 72% on my Anatomy test. Its better than failing.
So I think I'm pushed back to a 74% if anything.
I pray that I will do well on the muscle exam. If I think about it, I should just really get myself a model and beat the dead horse.
I'll be studying with Jim tomorrow, then Friday with Jim and Amy. We'll be crashing Dr. Bui's Friday class to dissect the cats (which are located in the autopsy room!). Saturday, time to cram, some more with Amy and Jim. Hopefully Thuy and Allison can make it as well. More cramming.
On the bright side, I get to see baby Addison on Saturday! I'm so excited. I can't wait to see my niece :) .
On the low side,
Sociology is still a D. Not to self, freaking push it damnit.
Its the easiest class. How can you be getting a D?!
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Only my friends from high school call me Kat, while my grade school friends still call me Katrina.
Then again, my grade school friends have always called me Katrina, so it makes sense why they have a hard time calling me Kat. But it's fine :) .
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Monday, October 19, 2009
today marked 16 months with Aaron.
and I forgot :|
*headdesk*
I...don't think he knows that I forgot, and I hope he doesn't know that I forgot...
Now I feel like the world's biggest hypocrite...

I woke up to ditching Sociology because I overslept, and decided to study for Anatomy for the remaining two hours before I went to go eat with Anya and Nigel. I'm a horrible student, but to be honest, I'm not learning in that class. I need to start reading to get an A. I have a D in the easiest class. This can't be good.

on the bright side, I got a 97% on my Anatomy Quiz because Dr. Bui is awesome and made it out of 35 instead of 40 questions. THANK YOU, DR. BUI. YOU'LL SEE ME AGAIN WHEN I TAKE YOUR PHYSIO CLASS.

Oh, and I finally up to date with 君に届け。 I love that manga. It's so cute. Almost reminds me of Furuba. Sort of. Anyway, late night studying.
Good bye for now.
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Sunday, October 18, 2009
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Saturday, October 17, 2009
I hate funerals.
Funerals open up a lid that I tried to close for so long.
I walked into Nativity church with Nigel and Krisette. We saw so many familiar faces that we had no idea where to start. We wanted to say hi to everyone, but that had to wait. I sat in my pew, being greeted by people, and reunited with my second grade teacher and her daughter. I remember them well. I watched as the church began to fill up slowly, everyone trying to find a seat to attend. Everyone greeting each other, and giving their condolences. The nostalgia began to fill up the church as visions of old memories flooded into my head. I remembered where I sat when I was in the first grade, and where I sat when I graduated. I remember many masses as we gathered to one whole school to celebrate God, untied under one church. It gave me a headache and brought back nightmares. Funny how things change when time passes by. Today, we were gathered as one school, one family, once again, to celebrate the life of a very dear asset to the Nativty family; her name was Toni Sablan. Mrs. Sablan. I remember her very well. I remember how she remembered me ever since kindergarten until 8th grade and greeted us with a smile. She kept an eye out for us on the playground, blew whistles when lunch was done, and benched us when we we being sabad. She wasn't supposed to die now. No. She had a whole life ahead of her. She shouldn't have died so soon.

The choir began to sing, and I remembered the song. The hymn. It was...heart breaking. I watched the Sablan men march down the aisle with heads hung low and with pain, trying to fight back tears as they pushed the casket to the steps of the altar. The lip was slowly leaking, and so were my eyes. To think, 10 years ago she was yelling at us for playing too rough and greeting us when we were checking out books from the library. I regret not visiting to say hi to her. I'm sure she would've remembered us. When communion came around, we all walked up the altar to receive the body of Christ. What I wasn't expecting was to greet the casket as well. The ivory casket standing before me and it broke me in half. After receieving the body of Christ, I quickly walked back to my seat and sat down and cried.

The mass went by quick, which was unexpected. Mrs. Sablan's brother gave a eulogy, that was a bit uplifting. It was very well prepared eulogy, and how he described her was accurate (well, duh, that's the brother. stupid me). The mass ended and I watched the Sablan men go down the aisle again. One person in particular, that I remember, was her son David. I remember him, although I knew he didn't remember me. He was in an older grade than my class way back in nativity, so we obviously didn't talk. He looked so melancholy, morose, in such grief and other words I can not type down at the moment because I can't remember. Just watching him on the side of his mother's casket, pushing it and tuck it into the hearse. I wonder how he is able to hold back those tears as he walked down that path. I give my condolences to him and his family.

After the funeral, it was a sudden reunion. Everyone greeted everyone. I'm sure my mom is going to hear from one parent that they saw me at the funeral (she doesn't know I went...). I saw some of my grade school teachers, and still addressing them by their respective names. They look at us so stunned because how we all grew up. The feeling was overwhelming, but it was nice to see everyone. Or, how Mr. R, my 6th, 7th and 8th grade teacher said, "It's like a little Nativity Reunion, but we need it in a more happier time". Very true.

Mrs. Sablan was a wonderful woman. May God take her into his kingdom of enternal life.
We love you, Mrs. Sablan. You will be dearly missed.
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Thursday, October 15, 2009
I think I found why I get so frustrated when Aaron doesn't remember (look seems apathetic to remember things).

The constant forgetfulness reminds me of my dad.
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Anatomical terms.
Lines under eyes.
your bollus becomes chyme when it hits the stomach.
Or was it small intestine?
The zygomaticus is one muscle that helps you smile.
nothing is adding up .

I took, what was barely, a 10 minute nap. I woke up, and was suddenly wide awake and I felt like I could do anything. Well, not anything. I couldn't go back to sleep. So what did I do? I started my sociology extra credit that is due on friday before the test. I finished 2/3 parts to it. I don't like outlines all that much. I'm not sure what is fueling me to do so much right now. I was to say it has something to with my emotions, or maybe my neurons have been haywired. I'm trying to figure out WHY. It feels weird, and I don't feel like myself.

I was talking to my brother and what he wanted to do for the rest of his life. His choice of occupation was interesting, which I enjoy about him. He picks something he wants, and he strives to get it. Sometimes. Just sometimes. I envy how apathetic and laid-back my brother can be. Then again, his apathy gets him into trouble. I started talking to him on why I switched to nursing and why didn't play music anymore. To be completely honest, it wasn't something i was ready to give up. Why did I give it up? I had to keep my parents happy. No more "distractions". No more "interferences with school". Nothing. Just, study study study. It was like unstitching my heart and pulling off the pieces, painful and slow. I told my brother that I missed the oboe, trumpet, tenor sax, clarinet, and other instruments that I called "mine". Those instruments I didn't own, but I knew how to play. It was something I loved and held close, and I had to let it go. Did I have to? No, I didn't. But I did anyway. I was upset. Mother always telling me the difference between talent and passion. Is she implying that I have no talent? Father is a walking contridiction, telling me to focus on studies, then telling me "why don't you major in music?". Ripped me apart. I hated it when he asked me that. Hated hated hated. I wanted to rip out his colon and hang him with it. Oops, was that too graphic? sorry...

I feel like not a lot of people understand where I am coming from with this... a lot of people I know, their parents encourage them. I lack that in my household and I feel like I can supply myself with enough confidence. Being put down a lot as a child and still being put down. I know I love my family, its just sometimes, encouragement would be nice.

I've become dependent to my parents, but I don't want that anymore...
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Studied with Teryn today.
More later after I study for the next 8 hours..
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Kat: *puts head down*
Dad: what's wrong?
Kat: There are way too many muscles on the human body. How the hell do we use ALL OF THEM?! *tantrum*
Dad: Don't worry. Just do your best.

Oh yes. When you told me to do my best in Psychology, and I got a C, you started yelling at me =_=

Dr. Bui: Your lecture exam and practicum grades pulled you down to a 74%.
Kat: ... really?
Dr. Bui: Yes.
Kat: So there's still hope for a B?
Dr. Bui: Yup.
Kat: okie. *walks away*
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Last time I checked my grade with her, I had a 72%. Now I have a 74? That means I can get my B! I have to fight for my B T_T
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Sunday, October 11, 2009
Wait, my cousin in the Philippines is getting married in February and I just found this out NOW?!
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YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.
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Saturday, October 10, 2009
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Friday, October 9, 2009
Dr. Bui told us to use that website to see what kind of leaner we are.
I took a test and apparently I'm multimodal...which is basically everything...
I think there's something wrong.

edit: Actually no.
It was right about something:
"You will remember all the 'real' things that happened"
^^^^
This be true. A lot of what I remember are my memories from the past...just not my lecture notes.
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Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wait, nevermind.
it was a 64% on my bone exam.
Nevermindddd.
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Good: Hanging out with some of my lolita friends this friday. I haven't been able to hang out with them outside of school. Well, except for that tea party, but I didn't dress up :( I have nothing lolitaaa
Good: Anatomy quiz being pushed back a day
Bad: 62% on Anatomy Practicum. I thought it would be worst, but it's still bad. I need a B. I need a B. I have to bring it up to a B. Sounds impossible, but I have to do this.
Good: ANGELIC PRETTY IS GOING TO BE A PMX OMG. I NEED TO GO.
Bad: I have nothing Lolita.
Good: If I go on all days, maybe I can cosplay as China from Hetalia. I would like to carry around a Wok or a Panda. :3
Good or Bad? : Judy is dressing me up in her Lolita clothes on Friday. Should I be afraid? (this can go both ways...)
Bad: History Exam Tomorrow.
Bad: 1st Draft of Sociology paper due 2morrow. All nighters, here I come!
Bad: still have to research for that stupid paper!
Good: Maybe Professor Decter isn't so bad. We're actually getting somewhere in Sociology.
Good: ... Nothing else.
Bad: I hate the Cat muscles. They'll be my downfall.
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Sunday, October 4, 2009
"Self-Conclusion" by The Spill Canvas

"Fade in, start the scene
Enter beautiful girl
But things are not what they seem
As we stand at the edge of the world."

Excuse me sir,
But I had plans to die tonight
Oh, and you are directly in my way
And I bet you're gonna say it's not right
My reply:
Excuse me miss,
But do you have the slightest clue
Of exactly what you just said to me
And exactly who you're talking to?

She said, "I don't care, you don't even know me."
I said, "I know but I'd like to change that soon, hopefully."
Yeah, we all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you're never supposed to act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets

You make it sound so easy to be alive
But tell me how am I supposed to seize this day
When everything inside of me has died
My reply:
Trust me girl
I know your legs are pleading to leap
But I offer you this easy choice
Instead of dying, living with me

She said, "Are you crazy? You don't even know me."
I said, "I know but I'd like to change that soon, hopefully."
Yeah, we all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you're never supposed act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets

I would be lying if I said that things would never get rough
And all this cliche motivation, it could never be enough
I could stand here all night trying to convince you
But what good would that do? My offer stands and you must choose

"All right, you win, but I only give you one night
To prove yourself to be better than my attempt at flight
I swear to God if you hurt me I will leap
I will toss myself from these very cliffs
And you'll never see it coming."
"Settle precious, I know what you're going through
Cause ten minutes before you got here I was gonna jump too."

Yeah we all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you're never supposed act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets

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This song made me cry.
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Saturday, October 3, 2009
This will not be an easy practicum.
Every time I study, my head pulses.
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