When Teacher Cuts Class

i have a knack for epic long boring intros to my entries, but i promise there will be major LOLZ at the end.

last night, i got called for recits by the lovely attorney galas and only when i felt like i was going to uhm, well, **** myself pee in my pants did i realize how nerve-racking class recitations at the ateneo truly were (as opposed to … … . . uhm, not reciting? nvm. lol). maybe i was a little rusty (that doesn’t say much since i was pretty lazy, okay, really lazy back then), but it was good to feel that jackhammer-thumping in my heart again. forgive the drama, but i actually felt like a student of the law again.

anyhoo, last night, i was ready to read more of the assigned cases when the world blacked out on me (electricity went out), and when it decided to shed some light again, i was feeling way too snug in bed to actually get up and freakin’ read. actually, it’s mostly because i knew i wasn’t going to be called for recits again today, haha.

true enough, my class card didn’t get the unfortunate pick and attorney galas dismissed us 20 minutes early. said she was going somewhere important, or so i’ve heard. and therefore, i was deliriously looking forward to the rest of the night, and the weekend. i originally planned to head to jacks’ ridge to “chill out” with my bro and sister in law when he called me to head to SM instead, and just have dinner (party pooper, right?). because he wasn’t going to pick me up at school (and because i crashed my car into an innocently-parked multi-cab weeks ago), i took a cab and headed to SM.

i had the biggest laugh of the day (and perhaps the week!) when i stepped off the cab, presented my bag for inspection at the doors of SM, and noticed this familiar mass of purple beside me… .

*GASP*

*SAY SOMETHING!*

me: HELLO MA’AM!

atty galas: *cross-between-surprised-and-amused* UY NAG UNSA MAN KA DIRE DAY? (translation: hey, what are you doing here?)

me: AY MANIHAPON LANG MA’AM! (translation: just gonna grab dinner, ma’am)

atty galas: AH SIGE, DIRA LANG KO O *points to supermarket (i think)* (translation: oh alright, i’ll just head over there)

me: SIGE MA’AM. *waves madly*

*WALKS INNOCENTLY*

*WHISTLES*

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*SNORTS*

*BURSTS INTO LAUGHTER SO BOISTEROUS HALF THE PEOPLE AT SM THROW DAGGER STARES AT ME*

me: HOLYMOTHEROFBATMAN, MY LAW PROFESSOR JUST CUT CLASSES.

boy, was my night a riot or what?

PS: i’m still laughing hysterically at the thought that i could’ve just said “hey ma’am, wait up!” to her after class! or that we could’ve just freakin’ rode the same cab to SM! SRSLY, SHE WAS BESIDE ME. like i-went-to-the-mall-with-a-friend-beside-me. IT WAS SO FLIPPIN’ HILARIOUS.

and OUR FACES when we saw each other. ROTFL. epic. just priceless.

MACIFIED.

I thought it would be a sacrilege to the MAC CULT if I didn't show appreciation of such a wondrous moment in my life., so here I am, blogging (mostly still FLAILING) over my new toy.

And as with most great stories, I'm going to FLASHBACK.

.HSALF

My poor (and stupid) HP swivel notebook imploded around 3 months or so ago. Since then, up until last Friday, I was having the laptop-less nightmare every single night. Worst, I woke up and saw my self in the same nightmare-ish reality every single day. Of course, I wanted to have it fixed, if possible, but the cost of having it done would basically equal to a similar-spec'd lappy so I decided to wait.

And that was the most difficult part.

WAITING.

Well, the wait was outrageously longer than this part of my story, but I wouldn't want to use up all the space in this post, do I? So let me fast forward.

After weeks and months of convincing my Dad he should get a Macbook (so I could have his 3gig ram, 500gig hd lappy), he finally set a date to give it a chance. WEDNESDAY, he said. We would be going to PowerHub to check the macbooks out.

Wednesday came, BUT we never went there. I ranted, naturally. I FLIPPIN' NEEDED A LAPTOP already! Buy a new one so I can have yours and I can get this agony over with!!!!!, I was furiosly thinking to myself. WHY AM I NOT THIS WORLD'S RICHEST UHMM ... TEACHER????? GEEEEEZZZZZ.

Thursday afternoon, he sent me an sms saying, Let's go to Chimes (where PowerHub is) at 5pm. I was caught in between UHM OKAY and OKAYYYYY!!!!!! but I didn't want to keep my hopes high, just in case. True enough, something came up and we weren't able to go. Good thing he moved the PowerHub visit to Friday.

Friday, at last. Today's the day, yes.

ticktockticktock...

My half-day class couldn't take any longer! I was so anxious, happy, nervous... I can't even explain how I was feeling, and WHY I felt that way. You're not getting a new laptop, it's the hand-me-down you're getting, why on earth are you all giddy???, I asked myself. So I tried to calm down as we finally left for the store.

When we got there, It felt all sorts of awkward. We were heading towards a store filled with the most GOSHDANGDROOLWORHTY gadgets ever made on this earth, and I needed to convince him to get one so I could have his, when at the back of my mind I was crying AHHHHHHHHH I WANT THAT ONE TOOOOOOO OMHECKKKKK WHY ARE THEY SO PRETTY STOP STARING AT ME YOU BRIGHT GLOWY THINGGGGGSS I HATE YOUR PRETTY ALUMINUM CASES AND BRILLIANTLY FLASHING APPLE DRAWINGS! AND YOUR SMOOTH FLOWY ICONS MOVING LIKE SUGAR ARE INSANELY CAPTIVATING, I WANT THAT AHHHHH!!!!

So, which is it?, My Dad's voice woke me up from the trance. Oh! This one, I told him, pointing to the 13-inch Macbook Pro. The tech guy told him about the specs, and I demonstrated moving the cursor about the screen AND I WANTED TO ROLL MY EYES AT HOW RIDICULOUSLY HANDSOME THE MACBOOK PRO WAS OMHECK ARGGH. I couldn't even remember what I was telling him at that point. I was in my own MAC-ADORING moment, LOST IN THE SEEMINGLY SWOOSHING MOTION OF ITS ICONS. GAHHH.

OKAY, THAT ONE. He said.

WOW, HE'S GETTING A MACBOOK. YES.

Wait, I told my Dad. You're getting a macbook pro? You didn't even touch it.

THEN THE UNTHINKABLE HAPPENED.

No, its YOURS, he told me.

*JAWDROP*

*TONGUE-TIED*

*DEAD*

Well, not really, but OMGGG I JUMPED AND HUGGED MY DAD AND SQUEEEEEEEEE'D LIKE HECK, all the people at PowerHub were laughing at me. I DIDN'T CARE! HOLYMOTHEROFBATMAN A MACBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK.

Crazy moment.

Closing this first blogpost from my pretty MBP, I'm still in awe. This toy is such a sight to behold. It could take a little getting used to, but with a few days of adjusting, I couldn't explain anymore how much I FREAKING LOVE THIS THING. GAH. AND MY DAD.

Omheck, indeed.

10 Years of Westlife: Live at Croke Park Stadium

Cheers, Lads!

One Word: EPIC.

I just want to say for now that, whether you be a westlife fan or not, this DVD is definitely worth the watch! And I am more than proud to have been a fan for those 10 years! (Lest you think I'm old, I've been a fan since I was 13!) I'll post a full-length review soon!

For now, here are some photos! Will post more later!

10 years, 1 night, 4 lads, 1 band, 82,500 people.
Do the math.

Nicky!

*Dusting Blog Off*

Wow, look at this place! It's all filled with cobwebs and dust!

And my golly, look at the date of my last post!

Forgive me, my dearest blog, for i have forsaken you. But worry no more, for I have renewed my love for you. Heh.

Really though, sorry to the 2 or 3 readers of this blog, I have not abandoned you. I have just been very busy with running www.archuletaphilippines.com and stuffs.

I'll try to keep dropping by here more often.

Photoshop Dummy: Archie Icons 3

Was on vacation with my family at Samal Island, so it took me forever to upload this set. Not my favorite set, but thought i'd upload them anyway :(

David Archuleta Icons
Seton High, Q102, Album Shoot and Bravid Shopping Icons
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For credits, please see resources list on side bar. (Still on the process of updating some)

Music Buzz: Buy Cook's Album

Oh RCA.

The Duel of the Davids to the media, Brothers to either of them,
(dirty) Marketing Strategy to RCA.

David Archuleta's single was released a little over two months ago, and debuted at #2 on the Billboard Hot 100, the highest single debut since 2007, and debuted at #1 on iTunes in about 19 hours. Come on, even Britney's Womanizer needed 22 hours to reach #1, and that's Britney Spears.

A little over 60 days now, and Crush is still holding steady within iTunes Top 20, fluctuating between 14-18, with scarce promotion. No TV appearances as of yet, no myspace and official site gimmicks or updates (on the latter, I'd like to say Jive/Azoff, for the love of everything Archuleta, do update them!). After the initial week's sales surge - brought about, on the bigger percentage, by his fans, his single has been living a life of its own. If his sales this week will be consistent as the weeks before, his debut single is likely to reach GOLD - in a little over 2 months! So much for losing American Idol. Oh, and did I say his music video also topped iTunes?

Apparently, all this "success" (may) have been putting some pressure on *highlight*winner*end*higlight* Cook whose ironically "power-ballad" categoried single Light On peaked at ... somewhere between #6-#8 on the iTunes Top 100. "Rock" fans are more album people than single people, so they say. In the past few days, it has been dropping spots to as low as #98 on the charts - something I feel bad about, though I'm admittedly not his biggest fan. However, as of late, Light On has shot up at least 50 spots up! And I was about to feel happy for him. Well, almost.

If by any chance, you didn't get an email from iTunes, and you're a supporter of the younger David, thank the good Lord for it.

I'm at a loss for words, aside from the title of this post, of course. Here, be my guest:

New Music Tuesday email from iTunes

"The Battle of the Davids" was one of American Idol's fiercest competitions ever, as David Cook ultimately outlasted his younger competitor to win it all. With his self-titled debut, the rock-oriented vocalist is out to prove that viewers made the right choice. Pre-order the album on iTunes and get the pre-order-only track "My Last Request" when the album is released on November 18 and the single "Light On" will begin to download immediately. (highlight mine)

5 months after the cheesy show I love called American Idol ended, here's how the winner's label promotes his album. Fueling fan wars, rekindling a painful loss, and shamelessly trashing a previous opponent, 17-year old kid (who by the way worships the ground Cooks walks on) who's doing well on his own - without a need for desperate promotion, much less any promotion at all.

Ooh, you got the Davids angry. Bad move, RCA.

Cook may or may not have a say in how his label promotes his album, and that fact still warrants I rant civilly about this as much as I can, and that I fight the nagging disappointment in my brain, but this definitely puts him a negative light. Of course, his fans on the internet say there's nothing wrong the email. Typical.

Yeah, the adjective "younger" very much makes it an achievement to be proud of. And it's an insanely brilliant idea to need to prove a right choice was made.

If there's any good thing, at all, to come out of this post, it's the certainty and confidence, that I definitely made the right choice. I'm a fangirl, I know.


Have you?

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David Archuleta's self-titled album is out on November 11, watch out for it!
Cook's is out on November 18, by the way.

The Photoshop Dummy: Archie Icons 2

Thank the Lord for semestral breaks.

Here's the latest batch of Archie icons I made, mostly from the album shoots and the iCarly behind-the-scenes.

David Archuleta Icons
iCarly, Album Shoot and Studio
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(will update post soon for resource, i'm trying to remember them)