I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

Cheerleading practice today was tiring but fun. Annie, Maan, Dyancel and I planned to meet up at this mall called Robinsons Galleria which I'm not too familiar with. Everyone was supposed to be at the rendezvous by 10:30 so we could all go to the rehearsal venue together but no one showed up until two hours later (hey, we are Filipinos after all). So my friends and I were able to roam the mall gimmick-style, which is cool. I've discovered lots of stores where I could get some pretty decent clothes. Maybe I should go to Robinsons more often. One thing that's sucky is that they don't have Dance Revolution. The only dance game they have is this Dance Revolution imitation called Stepping Stage. No one else in the class had the guts to try it out so I did it for them, and they were all pretty impressed. Well, they haven't seen anything yet. I can't wait to see the looks on their faces if they ever get around to watching me play Dance Revolution at Time Zone, Glorietta.

Since I won't be touching my PlayStation that much ( cause I'm taking a break from Final Fantasy VIII), I am gonna start reading Catcher in the Rye and To Kill a Mockingbird tonight.

Alex told me yesterday that she's beginning to get into Blink182 cause she saw their video in Channel V some days ago. They were running around naked or something like that (their dicks were shaded though) which is probably why she likes them. You go, girl! ^_^ It's so upsetting, I'm really into Hole and Blink but I haven't seen any of their videos. Not a single one. MTV keeps playing Britney Spears and crappy pop artists like that. They've got Alternative Nation, but that's like, for only one hour and they go back to Britney again. MTV sucks, I think I like Channel V and MCM better.

I think that, among my friends in school, I'm the most informed about the three-letter word. And it makes me feel like a slut, a little. I mean, here I am, cracking jokes about 69 and orgy and all I get are blank looks and "Huh?" I guess I've got Stephen, Alex, Chris and Peter to thank for my "sex education". Peter was responsible for the 69 bit, so I guess I owe you one. It was Casey who told me about the basics of sex a few years back in an irc chat together with some of my KCI buddies.I remember Martin telling Casey to shut up because he was embarassed for me. My mind was a virgin then, clueless about everything. I'll tell you how I learned about orgy. See, my friends and I were channel-surfing one day, and we paused in a channel to check out a movie playing. The guy goes, "Let's do an orgy!" and the three of them started laughing hysterically. I'm like, "What's so funny?" Alex goes, "Didn't you hear what the guy said?" I said, "Yeah I did, but isn't Orgy supposed to be a rock band or something?" And then my friends, the blessed souls they are, explained to me the world of orgy. I'm not saying that I'm an expert enough on sex to give you advice or anything like that. I've got lots to learn, but I'm not in a particular hurry to learn everything yet. I doubt it would come in handy much, unless I start a column in the paper called "Dear Lauryn" where I would answer sex questions. But don't get me wrong, just because I talk about sex alot, it doesn't mean that I believe in sex before marraige. Sex is a sacred thing, which is why I wanna know everything about it, so I wouldn't be embarassed in front of my uhh, husband if we do it for the first time.

I think this poem is so romantic and I'm dedicating this to the one who deserves my love, wherever he may be.

How Do I Love thee?

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints - I love thee with the breath,
Smiles tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

-Elizabeth Barrett Browning