CHIC -Lit

I'm obsessed. Here we go AGAIN.

It's probably a week or a few days tops till the Exam Week, the Goodbye Week and the Ending-Beginning Week, I know I'm supposed to be pulling my grades up, BUT HOW COULD YOU PULL YOUR GRADES UP WHEN YOU ARE TOO BUSY WATCHING? And Chick-Lit-ing.

I have been too busy watching Gossip Girl - the whole SERIES on DVD (minus Epi. 11 to 13 because it's not in the DVD, darn) because I can't wait long enough for ETC's Tuesday airing. A week is too long, my friend. WAY TOO LONG for me to suffer. So I decided to scream all about it HERE in my blog where I could scream about everything I am addicted to.

This is my addiction outlet. And if you may, let me scream!!!!

I'm feeling so Chick-Lit again.

(Well, I've always been "chick-lit".)

Just watch this trailer, please. You'll make me happy. Click here. That's the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 trailer. It's based on the Fourth Book (the LAST book) which is so unfair. They should have based it on the second book so the movie series won't END abruptly. Thing is, I know what happens in the fourth book because I read it in one damn night - too much suspense and all. And I cried at the end of the book. So will every Pants fan.

By the way, the song in the background of the trailer is by Kate Voegele. She's like the emo queen and also the reason behind my "Emo" post (see archives). That one's called "It's Only Life".

Oh by the way (again), their fourth summer, is their LAST summer. SO, go on chicks, CRY, CRY, CRY!

I wouldn't care if the movie would suck. All I care about is that ... I don't know... See, every summer, I read and reread my Sisterhood books. They have so much essence, and they mean a lot to me. Because every summer, friendship becomes so friendly TO me.

As for Gossip Girl, I can't say much. All I can say is, it stars Blake Lively who plays Bridget in the Traveling Pants. And since Traveling Pants, I've been a great fan of her acting. I don't know, she just seems so approachable on-screen. The Gossip Girl book differs with the Gossip Girl movie a LOT, though.

And it's better that way. They're so BAD in the book.

Well, that's the end of it. Gonna watch more before 2 PM hits. Time to watch something else.


Trivia: All of the girls in the Sisterhood star in TV series (or at least, some of them USED to).

America Ferrera - Ugly Betty
Blake Lively - Gossip Girl
Alexis Bledel - Gilmore Girls
Amber Tamblyn - Joan of Arcadia

BOOM!

She's coming back again. She's HERE again. She's ruling over me again. She promised me to stay HERE for only ONE night. And I don't think I can handle her.

SHE? HER? I'm guessing you have no clue at all. Well, it has to be LARGE and HUGE because I'm writing like TWO posts for the night. She HAPPENS to be the doppelganger I mentioned in my other blog post "Fictional Autobiography of a Teenage B". And it's not my fault she's back. QUICK! Lemme get this down before she attacks. OH WAIT. She has already possessed me. And whatever you will be reading for the rest of this evening (after this paragraph) is HER writing. HER post. HER wrath.

Enjoy.

I was wrong. Boy I was wrong.

My target way back was easy. She was weak and vulnerable and easy to pulverize with my perfect shiny, metallic angel-spawned, pistol-lookalike crossbow. I aimed it at her. She died.

But not quite...

I won, really. I did. I killed her. But then I didn't know she had a doppelganger too. And her doppelganger was like MY doppelganger. It was bad and it was good. It was in many ways wrong and in many ways right. So I let go of her.

Hell I still ain't gonna care.

My crossbow MUST explode soon for it has reached its caged, bounded limits. It's time to wreak havoc. It's time to cause chaos. It's time to make war.

TO HELL WITH YOU!

And no, I have not found a target. Or let's just say everyone's my target. Shoot me. Before I shoot you first.

Why don't you kill me now? So we both end our misery?

Shut up before I stitch your lips using the nails of a dead man as the needle and the hair of a dead corpse as the fabric. And then stitch it up some more with the eternal flame of life. SHUT UP before I get my crossbow and stick it onto your mouth and morbidly engrave it there forever like a name engraved on a tombstone. Or whatever the heck you call that. I don't care. And you're not supposed to, either. Just shut up. I don't need to hear your words. Matter of fact, I'd be glad - ecstatic even if you ask me to bazooka them back to where they came from: from Hell (remember?). Then I'd stuff you back there to where you belong. Where? Hell.

One day, one day I'll lure you into my traps.


-- END --

Catherine's note: I read this all over again and I realized HOW EVIL my doppelganger was (and is). And shoot, I can't believe she said all those stuff. Catherine "Cath"(I), would never say those stuff. In fact, I'm actually scared for my alter ego. Hope she's not scared for me.

MISS-ery 2

As I said, there's gonna be more to come...more "i-miss-you's" and "i-miss-that-and-this's". They're all gonna come hitting soon. And my life is gonna be filled with emo and drama. Guess that's something you can't take away from girls like me.

Miss-List 2:

This is dedicated to my loyal guy friends who have been there more than my girl buddies have been (with the exception of a few like Arianne, Camille - my current BFF and one that I would VOW never to lose, Cha - another BFF, Bea, Steph "Sexy" and the others). They were there when I was sick - they even dropped by home twice just to see how I was doing and I am forever, eternally even, grateful for that very sweet gesture.

For that, I dedicate a whole post to them.

I'm gonna miss Kenny's DARK pessimistic days.

I'm gonna miss Aldric's crankiness.

I'm gonna miss Jake's ridiculous stories especially during AP when Ma'am Ileto discusses (ha!).

I'm gonna miss Paul's cheerfulness.

I'm gonna miss Mollie's "BFF-ness". I have no idea how to describe this, I don't even know if I should include him here 'cause he's THE BEST FRIEND. I think it has to be separated.

I'm gonna miss Edgardo's lust for knowledge (hahaha LAUGH AT THIS, EGGY!).

I'm gonna miss Jake's stories about Brue (Rach).

I'm gonna miss Kenny's weirdness.

I'm gonna miss turning Aldric optimistic.

I'm gonna miss Mollie for being ALWAYS on my side even when the world crumbled and wiped my wit, money and soul to DUST. That one thing's already ten times the regular.

I'm gonna miss Matthew's "wit" (Remember Friendster? Remember the Biotech seminar? "Pointy Hair!").

I'm gonna miss Jake's LPU-ness and his total admittance of that fact.

I'm gonna miss Kenny's late night YMs.

I'm gonna miss arguing with Paul about the silliest things.

I'm gonna miss telling them all about my ugly, foul day.

I'm gonna miss their making me feel better. ALWAYS. (Never has there been a day without them cheering me up or trying to cheer me up).

I'm gonna miss Aldric's sending me stuff that are way beyond my league (like Paula Abdul's newest song!).

I'm gonna miss laughing with them ALL.

I'm gonna miss making THEM laugh.

I'm gonna miss hating them. Well, because it's natural for girls to hate guys.

I'm gonna miss their constant ANNOYING-ness and plain...(the word to use is WEIRD)...absurdness!

I'm gonna miss hanging out with them.

I'm gonna miss just being with them.

I'm gonna miss their "changing" because of me.

I'm gonna miss their problems.

I'm gonna miss psychoanalyzing their problems.

I'm gonna miss loving them. (DO NOT CRINGE, PLEASE. Girls say this all the time to their FRIENDS).

I'm gonna miss just being ... ALWAYS the only girl in the group.


SPECIAL:

I am so not sure if I should include this above because I really don't consider him a guy friend - WILSON. I'm gonna miss Wilson's massive girly-ness.

I'm gonna miss hearing Wilson call everyone "ate".

I'm gonna miss lending Wilson my always-low-battery dictionary.

SPECIAL SPECIAL:

Mollie - I don't know how to say this, but, best friend is different from best guy friend. There's just a fine line I cannot cross to explain or differentiate it.

I'm gonna miss Mollie as a best friend. And I hope we won't float far away from each other. By distance, he's already far away (when I said distance, I meant he was like 30 meters away from me. LITERALLY!). I don't wanna let distance hinder friendship, or love for that matter.

There's just too much to say that leaves me nothing to come up with.

I'm gonna miss my best friend.