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- Minister of Youth Affairs LOL. Representative of Foeti/Teenagers in TCKID. Yeap, yeap, blogger (The Fetal Diaries) I talk a lot ^^ LOL
2007-11-25 22:03:17
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Posts by kristine:
The Fetal Diaries #26: congrats tckid!
Woo! Congrats to kuya brice! 1001 members. I remember when we didn’t even have that member count yet. And the contests, the lolcat welcomes, the chatroom conversations. Ah, the good times. Think i joined a month after this started? Cause i remember i was in the facebook group and them brice started tckid, and i tried so so so hard to resist.. But obviously, didn’t work.. Think this is the longest i’ve kept a blog for.. I mean, i barely ever do.. But yenno what i mean haha. 6 months of tckid. Crazy. Well i’ll end it here. Pc’n.
The Fetal Diaries #25: Sixteen years.
For a sixteen year old, I think I’m pretty lucky, despite the occasional crap treatment I get from certain people in my life.. I was just pondering things over, looking at friends’ Facebook pics, laughing at my tan back then, listening to old songs that give me that feeling of nostalgia. Okay, so as some of you already know, I have been moping around in my room for probably about 24 hours now because of family issues, leaving only to eat and for the washroom, showers, etc. But I have been on my bed for the majority of the day. Now, if you didn’t already know, doing so gives you a lot of time to think. I’ve tried reading the rest of ‘The Pillars of the Earth’ by Ken Follett and I’ve finally finished reading all 973 pages (after reading on and off for about a month..) and I’ve texted a couple of people (and for some reason, I can’t seem to send messages to Neha’s new number in Rome) and listened to music non-stop until my cellphone finally died - it’s now recharging. I only sneaked into my sister’s room when nobody was there, and stole the laptop because I was overly bored and my brain was thinking waaaaay too much about the past. Then I wander off into tckid, and here I am rambling… Anyways, back to topic.
As I was saying, during the 24 hours I was in my room, acting all hermit-y, a lot of thoughts came to me. First: I am one lucky kid. Like, some kids here in Canada that I know don’t even have passports, and don’t know the use for them. Right before that, I always thought that everyone needed passports. Of course, in the back of my head, I knew it wasn’t mandatory.. but still, I always felt that a passport was an essential part of life. What would I do without it? I now think about my very first passport picture.. my gag reflex is kicking in. And visas. I mean, sure it’s just some weird thing stamped (or glued or whatever) onto a page in your passport, but having a new visa on my green Philippines passport - visit, or residence, etc. - makes me feel very happy. I have no idea why. I really do like looking at all of them though, especially the UAE residence one.. I laugh when I try to read my name written in arabic. My last name, instead of Vasquez, is turned into Faskeez (Arabic doesn’t have V in the alphabet). Yes, I can read arabic quite well.. Yes, yes. I now pat myself in the back.
Now, second thing my mind wandered off to: the experiences I’ve had at a young age. When I was in the Philippines, I went to a private school, so there were some kids that would occasionally travel out of the country, and there would be the rare foreigners going to my school, usually the halfers. Then I was sent off to the UAE, pushed into an international school, taught French, Arabic, and of course, English (although I have been speaking English since I can’t remember). My vacations could be at some nearby city, like most kids in Canada do, but my parents usually shipped me off the places like Singapore, and Malaysia and Thailand. I mean, a lot of my friends growing up spent Christmas and summer vacations outside the country, and so did I. I was raised thinking travelling, being immersed into a totally different culture all the time, was normal. I thought seeing camels from the balcony was normal. I thought learning 3 languages in a school was normal. Apparently not, I realised, after I moved to Calgary, Canada. There were some kids that were as well travelled as I was, but the huge majority wasn’t. The farthest most of them have gone to was the province next to Alberta, or to the US or Mexico if they were lucky enough. Then, moving into Fort McMurray, a small city north of Calgary, and you hear about kids without passports. If my dad had sent me off here before Calgary, I would’ve fainted. I know I sound stupid and ignorant and everything, but that is the reality, haha.
As I laugh at my ignorance, I now move to the third thought I had today: I have so many issues. Honestly, I do. Like, commitment issues.. friendship.. family.. school. Lots and lots of them. I’m not heartless, or stupid, or mean, but I can’t seem to forgive people easily, especially recently. It’s like, the smallest things, I argue about, and end up not talking to people for that stupid argument. Especially with my family. Blah, I’m too proud, I sometimes think.. And yes, that’s the reason why I’m not leaving my room. And I can’t set my mind on one thing. I try to focus on school, but I can’t. I can’t even get myself to do that gym project (sposed to have been handed in a week ago) that will affect my final mark GREATLY. Yeah, I can’t even do that. And, iunno if it’s just me being a teenager, but nothing makes me feel better than rebelling. Like, skipping classes, and other stupid stuff. And I know they’re stupid things, but I cannot get ahold of myself. I have to do something against the rules at least once a week. Maybe I have some disorder.. aie.
GAAAH, WHY AM I THINKING SO MUCH?!
And why do I feel bad about what I do?! Aish, I’m really moody today, I’m sorry.
Yes, this is what goes on in my foetus brain. It’s quite random, I know. It’s like this everyday, every hour I’m conscious.. it never stops, and it bugs me. I have so many things in my brain, and they come and go, and by the end of the day, I’d be exhausted mentally that I come to the point when I ramble about things, like I’m doing now. But anyways, I’m tired, and my sister just barged in to tell me to eat. Of course, I pretended to ignore her, but now my stomach is yelling at me, reprimanding me for not feeding it now. Pizza doesn’t seem to satisfy anymore. That’s just sad…. well rant over.
Love, Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #24: Calgary.
Oh wow, I haven’t blogged in so long. Haha, I don’t even wanna blog anymore, but I’m doing this for Priyanka because I love her. But anyways, I’m in Calgary, it’s the third day I think.. I’m not even sure anymore.. I’m just like, hazy brained right now, always so busy.. And the few days before temporarily leaving McCrap, I was a little tipsy and hungover. But Kuya Brice, I’m not doing that ever again. At least, not too soon. LOL.
Then, yenno, the 8+ hours drive to Calgary, stopping over at Edmonton.. doing a little shopping (something that I TRIED resisting but it is Edmonton we’re talking about here.. and considering I live in McCrap.. etc, etc.) I’m so tired. I’m not a Canadian citizen yet (but I will be maybe after summer or fall) and so we had to apply for a visit visa to the US for our California trip this summer. Anyways, the US embassy was BORING and I dunno why it smelled really bad in there. It just did and half the time, I was gagging my guts out. Ew. I don’t ever wanna go back there. EVER.
Then I went downtown; I took the CTrain, and I’m surprised I still remember the order of the stations, where to go and stuff. It’s been a year since I was last here, and that was also a visit. It’s been almost two years since I moved away from this amazing city. I think I got my navigating skills from my dad. We call it our built-in GPS. Haha. But, really, it’s been two years. Blah. Time flies by too fast, I think.
Anyways, I’m seeing some friends that I haven’t seen since I left. It sucks though, cause my guy bestfriend can’t make it cause it’s his first day at work. Blaaah. Hopefully, I see him this summer *if* I do stop by before we go to California. But yeah, like I said, I’m seeing other friends too, and I’m stoked! For sure, there will be a kajillion pics. For those that have me on facebook, yes, yes, I will probably get a few hundred pics in once I go back. I’m leaving in like, 3 hours. Hopefully, I find my friends’ high school. I’m pretty good with taking public transit, but there’s always that possibility I would get lost..
It’s insane though, I didn’t know I been gone for almost 2 years. It feels like 6 months to me, and it’s driving me up the wall. I’m wasting too much time at that shit hole I live in. I wanna move back here (Calgary). Or move to Vancouver with Corinth or something.
HOWEVER, I miss my 2 TCK girls at Fort McCrap. This one pic of us 3 together is currently my wallpaper on my N95 (still haven’t figured out a name for it) and whenever I look at it, I remember our (almost) daily hanging out for lunch and 3rd block. Coffee with large doses of laughter and stories, and reminiscing about the middle east. I don’t even know why I miss them. It’s only been 3 days! I guess it’s cause the people here are different from them. We’ve known each other for YEARS, and I barely have that anymore. Somehow, McCrap is a million times better with em in it. Too bad Corinth’s leaving in a few months..
Well, I will stop there, cause I might get depressed if I think about Corinth leaving again. Haha. Rant over.
Kristine x
The Fetal Diaries #23: She still exists?! And update.
So, to the guys that have been reading my blogs, or have been in touch with me, should know that I now have 2 of my fellow oil brat friends here with me now. Corinth is here till the summer and Camille’s staying for who knows how long.. Anyways, ever since Corinth moved here, she’s been.. well, not herself. I mean, all three of us went to the same school in the middle east, then all moved to Canada, all in HUGE cities (Corinth in Vancouver, Camille in Toronto, and I, Calgary).
Of course, you will get used to having a lot of fun, since huge cities usually give you things to do and places to go to. Then we all somehow ended up in the same shit hole somewhere in northern Alberta, where it never seems to stop snowing, and is VERY boring. Anyways, even since Corinth moved here, she’s been acting all weird. Like, she’d talk, and laugh, and make funny jokes, but she isn’t as crazy as she was back then as I remember her, or not as talkative as she was last summer when she came for a visit. Us three IS girls skipped 4th block today. Today though, she was exactly how she was when we were kids. Like, crazy, hyper, talkative, and she made all these stupid jokes that made me almost pee myself hahahaha. Dude, I thought I was dreaming, I was gaping half the time. I guess she just doesn’t know how to put her guard down yet. Well, I haven’t completely done so either at our school. These people would DIE if they knew what I, the asian chick, have done. HAHA.
Then again, I haven’t really done BAD, BAD stuff. Just… ones bad enough to send me to the principal’s office, but not the things to land me in jail. But I still can’t just let these people know. It’s just.. weird. Even me skipping KILLS their brain cells. Oh gawd, Asians are not THAT innocent -___-”
Anyways.. teenage TCK update. F.G. has a bisexual girlfriend, woo hoo. I am slowly moving on, and I am quite proud of myself :D My friends and I have been honked at 7 times in the past week by various guys, it’s kinda creepy. I shan’t be walking by myself from now on. My marks at school have been exceptional. I hope my parents would temporarily shut up about that. Also, my room has been clean for 3 days now. I’m quite proud of myself. HA! My mom has had nothing to nag about lately. Nothing that concerns me, anyway. My friend here, MJ, cried last Friday cause apparently, she started feeling out of place since my IS girls came. I thought it was quite offending although I didn’t really tell her that. Corinth thinks that maybe, if she tried to TALK with us, and not JUST ME, then maybe, she won’t feel so out of place. I can’t always be there to hold her hand and guide her; I’m not THAT nice 
I would, MAYBE, like to be that nice, but unfortunately, my years spent with arab kids have changed me from an angel to a little brat, thanks. Yeah, I dunno, it’s been kinda awkward since. Way to go. I fought with a friend at work. But we made up. Cause I said sorry. I thought it was an immature grade 4 fight anyways. OMG my friends just said that Mike song (http://www.mtv.com/onair/dance_crew/images/flipbooks/cast/kaba_modern/mike_song/full-length.jpg) is a faggot. So I talked back and said he’s the faggot 
I am so nice eh? LOL. Naah, my friend knows I love him. But I love Mike Song more. Cause he can dance. LOL. I wish people here knew how to dance as well as them guys in Kaba Modern..
Okay, I’m done here. Rant is OVER 
Love, Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #22: Multiple Speedbumps In A Row.
[Warning: Excessive ranting, digression from actual point, and possibly some undesirable language. I apologise in advance.]
This past week has been discouraging (sorry guys, I also have my bad emo days). I have been off track, been tempted to rebel (and I sorta did) and I have been struggling to use every single bit of self control I have left with difficulty.
Anyways.. I been trying to avoid fries guy. I’m kinda mad at him. I will not talk about why i am but i can assure you guys that it’s not good. Let me get myself clear though. I don’t want him out of my life. He’s one of my closest friends; I just don’t wanna deal with him for now.. I’m trying to get over it, and over him and it’s hard. But thanks to my amazing friends, here around me and also here in tckid.com, i’m moving on slowly, but surely. Thanks guys.
It’s really not easy. I’m trying to deal with school, f.g. Problems and other personal problems. It’s driving me insane, i’m dying to just let loose. I’m going through multiple life speedbumps (as i like to call em) right now.
I’ve talked to Brice about this. I may come off as a good kid to some of you guys. I spose i am, but i had my rebel days, and i’m still getting those occasional voices in my head telling me to do bad, even it’s a small thing. It’s nothing major at the moment. However, i did skip my first class today.. Shh, don’t tell my parents. I have reasons. One, i didn’t wanna see fries guy in class today (we have that class together) and two, i had to catch up on some other work. I barely ever skip, so i don’t see it as a bad thing.. But i did go to starbucks.. Ended up twitchy and hyper.. But i’m all caught up with school work so it’s all good.
My dad has been kinda annoying. I’m trying my hardest to put up with him. It just sucks that he always puts us up on a pedestal. I’m not a genius. I’m struggling with problems and school and him telling me i’m not doing well enough in school sucks for me to hear. I don’t wanna hear shit coming from his mouth when i’m not in a good mood. I realise he’s just trying to help but i am not that smart, and i don’t necessarily wanna give up stuff to study. No thanks - i’m depressed enough.
I’m not struggling with school, marks-wise. It’s just hard to focus, yenno? Like i wanna just have fun for now while i can. I’m dying in this hick town. It’s so small and it isn’t so interesting. I wanna do something REFRESHING, something FUN. My idea of fun might be different, but i really will dig a deep hole of depression if i don’t let loose soon.
I am trying to deal, yes, and i spose it’s going well. I’m still slightly depressed, but i’m still going. I have these days too, i am only human.
Just sucks to hear my dad tell me (or rather, ORDER ME) to avoid going on msn. Pft right, as if i will. It’s not my fault that he’s always moving me around. I don’t wanna lose touch with friends. F*** that man. I actually still care about most of my friends, even after i move away.
And work is shitty.. It always has been. I would quit if i weren’t going to california this summer.
Well i’m sleepy. I’ve school tomorrow..
Rant over, ttyl.
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #21: Usually, I would be embarassed, but this is too good to pass up.
So, looking at friend’s facebook/friendster pictures is something I like to do, mainly cause I seem to always find the pictures that make me crack up. I just recently found a pic of me in the Middle East with my 2nd ex-bf’s sister. Yes, I will be posting pictures, no matter how embarassing.
There, probably the funniest pic that I’ve found so far. I miss that girl, she was so sweet. Anyways, that’s me about… 3 or 4 years ago. Quite embarassing, but VERY funny. Talking to Jonny - another ex - about this right now. I mean he’s stayed in touch with me ever since we both left, and we’ve both seen each other in pics while we changed, so it wasn’t a shock or anything to see us change.
Anyways, this is me now, for those who don’t have me on Facebook.
HAHA, it’s funny though, cause even Jonny’s changed, and I will post pics up, cause one, he doesn’t know about this site yet, so I spose that gives me the liberty to poke fun at him like I always do, and two, well, I cannot be selfish. We like to change our hairstyles, both of us, and he has changed more than I have. Oh yeah, he’s the guy that got into a really big skiing accident.. actually one of the pics is of him in the hospital.
HAHAHA the first 3 pics are so funny - he’s always fun to make fun of though. He’s changed so so much -it’s ridiculous. Oh man, I have to tell him about this site so he can see how much I make fun of him
We’re good friends though, so even if I call him ‘Kalsoon’, the name my arab friends and I used to call him (Insider joke: Kalsoon means underwear, and his last name was Karlsson), he’d be okay with it.
Ah well, I know we’re all gonna change, it’s just ridiculous how one time, when we were kids, people would make fun of me, and now, the guys are basically just hitting on me. Yeah, whatever. Okay, I’ll stop ranting.
Later, Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #20: Violence
There’s this site kinda like Facebook. Mainly teenaged Albertans (in Canada) use it. It’s called nexopia.com. Anyways, I was browsing through friends and random people’s pages and I noticed a lot of RIPs all over the site. It’s not for lost parents, or relatives, but usually of friends that died in gangs.
Just recently, a friend’s friend was killed in a stabbing over in Vancouver. Viet gangs versus Flip gangs. (Technically) I am Filipina, as you guys know, and I have friends from both ethnic groups. My friend that recently experienced the loss is also Flip, and also a TCK (went to IS with her). She moved here just recently and she’s having a hard time when she has paranoid thoughts about all her friends, Viets and Flips alike, about getting hurt. I, too, am experiencing this. Not as bad, but scared all the same.
I don’t like violence. However, most - but not ALL - gangs are all about brotherhood, and protecting each other, and I see that they hurt. In a gang fight, when someone loses someone they care about, it’s not just the side that lost someone that’s hurting. The other side feels guilt too. Sure, some gang fights are over stupid things, but some really do involve a lot of emotion, usually vengeance. It’s only human nature to feel that pain isn’t it? So why is it that people only see this as a bad thing? Maybe if you stepped in and looked at how it really is for some gangs, maybe you’ll see it involves love.
Sure, we can say that it doesn’t HAVE to involve violence. And I agree. But if you’re uncontrollable, if you’ve gone through a lot, if you lost someone over violence, wouldn’t that make you at least a bit less human? You’d want to get back at them, somehow, right? It sucks to KNOW that some of my friends are capable of things like violence. However, I understand them fully. I just wish everyone would understand it’s not all violence. When my friend’s friend died, a Facebook group was started for him. This is something I saw in the discussion board:
Ive seen too many blood baths, shootings, you name it..
Ive lost i dont know how many friends over the recent years.
If I can give any advice to you youngins….stay in school get a
good education and DO THE RIGHT THING.
If only everyone would see thast and listen. Like I said, it’s not easy to just let it go and forget when you’re hurting but dammit, if we can only do something..
Well, Imma go.
Dedicated to C.B., L.C., A.H., D.P. and M.D.
The Fetal Diaries #19: Pizza and fries.
Yes, people, I eat lol. I think you guys knew that already eh? Soo, today’s topic: Randomness.
I’m bored. I’m eating pizza and fries, hence the title, and talking to two of my friends on MSN. Eric is asking me for some help in math pure 10. Of course, I’m not a great mathematician, but 69 is better than 32 I guess. I THINK I got a 69 anyways.. it’s somewhere in the 60s, anyways. I really have to take math seriously next year..
Lauren and I are planning what to do when I go to Calgary this April (it’s sposed to be on March but we had to move it to April - dammit) and I’m missing school for about 5 or 6 days (:
Then, I’m listening to Love is Gone by David Guetta ft. Chris Willis on like repeat.. I really have no life besides the computer and my ninja cellphone these days. I wish it was spring already. It’s getting warmer though; all the snow should be gone by next month, or at least I’m hoping.
My friend (Camille) that I went to school with in the middle east for 2 years is moving here from Toronto this coming Thursday. I am so excited! I remember when we first met, she had a white brush in her hand.. we were waiting for the bus to bring us to Abu Dhabi with our families. We didn’t talk though - just a snobby “hi,” from both of us. A few weeks later, my family decided to go and stay at a recently opened to the public island 10 mins by boat from Abu Dhabi. Camille and her family, and Cheeno (one of my friends, who lived like 2 doors down form our condo) and his family came a day after. I think Camille and I REALLY started talking when my little sister accidentaly swan over to the deepest side of the pool and Camille ’saved’ her by throwing the inflated whale at my sister. We still laugh about that to this day. I remember, by the end of the night, we were talking like we’ve known each other for years; our parents were by the log cabins by the fire, talking about sex - I clearly remember who screamed the word - while my siblings, Camille and her little sis, and Cheeno were sitting on plastic chairs at the shore. We could see Abu Dhabi from where we were sitting. It was amazing, I remember, the lights from the buildings reflected off the water, and Marina Mall too. God, I would do almost anything to see that again. Of course, right above us were the stars, and other than our parents talking, there was nothing else that could be heard. It was beautiful! BTW, the island’s called Futaisi Island. Iunno what it’s like now. We were there summer of like… 02, or was it 03? I’m not quite sure..
Ok, I’m done talking. I’m getting kicked off my computer.. ):
Rant over! Sorry for the lack of teenage drama haha. Byeee.
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #18: Happy.. day that singles loathe.
I am a loner today. Because it’s Febuary 14th, I tried to block out everything that was going on in school: the mushiness, chocolates, and roses. Oh, and I tried to block out the thought that F.G. is alive. Just because, well, you guys get why… right? Usually he doesn’t acknowledge my presence in Science class (because of the other friends - more specifically, the ones with testosterone in their bodies) so I thought it would be easy. Of course, he had to say hi to me - out of all days - today. I really think that I shouldn’t have gone up to grab the scissors then. Oh, and you know what I did? I smiled. SMILED. I didn’t say hi. I can’t frgn talk. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!! I smiled like a moron, then walked away. Way to go Kristine, for acting like you didn’t know F.G.
Anyways, second block was social, and in that class was one of my very first friends that I made when I moved to McCrack. She was just recently dumped by her boyfriend. Or should I say, ex. Of course, she was whining about how she misses her ex. By the end of the class, I was half insane with all the whining she was doing. I have never seen her like this, and seeing her on the verge of tears made me feel even worse than I already do. So guess what I said now? “Hey, it’s not my fault he broke up with you,” OMAGAWD. There is seriously something wrong with me!! How can I say that to my friend who isn’t even close to recovering from her break up, especially on Vday, when she feels VERY alone?! I really wanted to punch myself right after I realized what came out of my big mouth that always crashes when it involves F.G. Dammit.
Lunch was uneventful, so let’s forget about that. Third block, I sat infront of a computer. Once again, uneventful.
Then come 4th block, gym class. The girls in the change rooms were SQUEALING with delight. It’s valentine’s day, go figure. They’re all excited about dates and stuff. Even my bisexual classmate has a date tonight. Whatever though, I don’t need that, right? RIGHT?! No, I don’t need it, but I want it. LOL. I am such a loner.
We then go to the cafeteria, so we can do some Richard Simmons aerobics. Even my gym teacher was complaining about how lonely she is. At least I know I’m not alone, haha. The ONLY good part of the day, though, was when I was watching the girls infront of me attempt to follow Richard Simmons from the projection. Now, I realize that I’m not that bad when it comes to dance/aerobics. I actually have some good coordination, some girls infront of me can’t even MOVE RIGHT. Too funny, especially when they trip over their shoes and stuff. Haha..
I was wondering though, if Richard Simmons was really gay, or what. Cause he seem to enjoy having the male singers sing while he danced and such. But then again, he kinda made out with a girl halfway through the video. I’m now confused. And ‘Jailhouse Rock’ is stuck in my head. God. Oh, and did I mention, there was a girl in the video, in flashy spandex. She looked like she was having an orgasm. Just thought I’d let you guys know. Seriously, made me crack up. Richard Simmons acts girlier than me. Really. It’s so weird.
After that class, I was walking to my locker and a bunch of guys wolf whistle at me. Seriously, GET OUTTA MY FACE. Bunch of idiots. Ugh. And the bus ride home. UGH. Guys at the back kept throwing stuff at their friend at the front. Of course, because their aims f****** suck, they kept on hitting me. I wanted to scream at them, but I was too worn out to even try. Then I get home, find out that last sem’s reports cards have finally come home, and my math sucked. Gotta talk to counsellor about that..
Okay, rant over. Byeee guys.
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #17: One of the days when I wish I wasn’t a TCK..
Oh man, first time I’ve talked to my ex since his accident. Man, I feel so helpless, and soooo sad. I didn’t know it was that bad, I mean his case and stuff. Apparently, he dislocated his hip, broke his shoulders and some of his ribs. He’s up, but with crutches, his left leg not working at all. He’s on crutches till April, and rehab until fall. He showed me his HUGE surgery scar, and it was huge. Two decimeters long, scar running along his thigh. It’s bandaged, but I can see the blood seep through it. He said that right after surgery, he had to go through extremely PAINFUL therapies, and he said he thought he was gonna die through it. Oh man, I feel sooo helpless. I miss him so much, and looking at him showing me his scars, crutches, and telling me about what he’s gone through, I’m like whoa, I REALLY wish I was there. There is this CRAVING to give him a hug. Sure, he’s my ex, but I love him so much - as a friend - maybe more, I don’t know, and it sucks seeing him like this. He’s one of those guys that LOVE to live their lives, an adrenaline junkie, and seeing him stuck with his crutches for soooo long, and hearing him talk about how he’s gonna be stuck, all I can say is be strong. I can’t even give him a hug. This really sucks. I was soooo terrified when I saw the scars, and was tearing up when he showed me. He’s going through sooo much, and I’m not ever CLOSE to him. I barely catch him online with school and work. Dammit, I shoulda gone to Sweden when he asked me to. Well gtg pce.
The Fetal Diaries #16: OMG I’m online!
Haha, hi guys. Ever since exams started, and semester two came in, I have been sooo tired all the time due to gym class. I did go online yesterday, but no more than an hour. Before that, I didn’t go online for 3 days. Shocking right? Yeah, I didn’t even go to work this weekend. The beep test last Friday killed me (and my legs and abs), and since Monday, all we’ve been doing is aerobics (RICHARD SIMMONS!) and taebo. God. Obviously, since winter came, I have been very inactive. I get tired out quite a bit these days. I’ll be doing fine soon though, once my body gets used to it again.
Anyways.. teenage TCK update. Not a lot.. I got a haircut.. I think I’ll post some of the new pics on facebook so you guys can see. It’s sooo short! Okay, new pic on facebook : ) Hrmm.. what else.. Well, new classes. Science (and I have it with f.g. who doesn’t talk to me cause his GUY friends are there, and hence, he ignores me. Whatever though.) Social (I STILL suck at Canadian geography.. and it’s funny cause I can tell where a lot of countries are withouht looking for it, but I can’t make out exactly where Newfoundland is on the map.. sad, I know) Info pro/religion (I HATE info pro.. I am looking forward to religion. I hope the teacher is controversial enough.. I like debating aboiut religion.. I doubt it’ll be interesting with the teacher I’m gonna have though) and Gym (looking forward to field hockey!!!).
Yeah, I think that’s about it right now. One of my childhood friends (Middle east) moved here just a month ago.. in case I haven’t talked about it yet, and she goes to my school now too. Oh, and another childhood friend, also from the same place, is moving here, from toronto. This 22nd! Can’t wait. It’s like a mini reunion. LOL.
Well, bye bye guys. Talk to you guys soon!
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #15: Exams are over!
So I’m writing this from my room, on my cell because the laptop has been stolen from me for the second time today so guys, if i make any mistakes, it’s cause i am not paying much attention to spelling because of the small screen. So.. Here’s your daily dose of ‘teenage drama’.
Did my last exam, English pre ap, and it was easy, except for the excerpt from shakespeare’s richard the 3rd. I was never really good with those things. I’m pretty sure I did alright though. And oh yes, no school for 5 days. That should be a bit to let me catch up over here.
Hm, what else.. Well, after exams, a couple of us friends decided to hang around and be camwhores. My number of facebook pics just went up by maybe 80 today alone. It was fun though.. Although some people are avoiding me (especially the drama students, as I am the musical’s unofficial photographer) and my camera phone/internet/music player thing. Lol. I am paparazzi. So, they always have books around,to cover their faces.. Sad. However, i do get some lucky shots…
Anyways.. For those who didn’t know already.. Fries guy and I are talking again. He lost his phone. The klutz. Lol. In edmonton again, but claims he’s stuck in the hotel. Yeah right. I’d be out if i were him. Shopping, of course. And yenno what he’s doing in the hotel? Watching TV. Like, who does that? Okay, i do, but only when i’m still in bed whilst i wait to get in the shower. And before bed, but never at noon. Ha.
Semester 2 starts soon. No school for 5 days. However, I work weekends.. Ew, right? Eh. I’ve science, social, info pro/religion, and gym. Please, please, please uncle Dan, god, please don’t put any of those back stabbing bunch of girls in any me my classes. Lol,
Okay, work tomorrow. 5 am. Gotta go to bed now. Oh, hang on, i’m in bed lol. Okay bye! Rant over,
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #14: Waddduppp? :P
Oh wow, I haven’t been in here in such a long time. Exams are still going on, and I’m having a hard time catching up. I doubt I will be catching up hahaha. You guys comment too much. In a matter of a week, I’ve fallen from second to fourth on commentors, but whatever lol. Soooo.. update?
-Exams, math sucked for me.. I’m feeling good about English this Friday though.
-My ex-bf (who’s a TCK too, but has repatriated to Sweden) got into a skiing accident yseterday, and I still haven’t got a reply from his sister about any news on him. Apparently, he got to the hospital unconscious, and broke his hip. He’s a strong guy though, he’ll be alright. I hope.. I feel helpless though - I wanna be there since we ARE very close friends. Daaang, I’m anxious, his sister isn’t replying!
-I entered this photography contest I came across in facebook, and submitted a photo I took of the Northern Lights (this was a few months ago). Yesterday, I got a letter from them, saying I’m a semi-finalist and that the pic’s getting published. I’m so stoked, and I’m hoping to win (chea as if). However, the thing I’m excited about is the getting published part, since that’s exposure and portfolio item right there. It’s good to show in the future that I started out in this area early, right? Despite my age, people like my images!
-Fries guy hasn’t replied to any of my txt msgs since Thursday afternoon. However, I haven’t been thinking too much about that, since well, I don’t really know why..
-AUSSIE OPEN (tennis) and I can’t even keep up. Too much going on!
-Calgary this spring! Seeing my friends once again! Whoop whoop!
-Got my new cell. OMG, I am in looooveee!
Okay, I think that’s about it for now.. I haven’t got a clue how to describe life at the moment, and it’s insaaaane. I’m quite excited though - for lots of things. It’s quite surreal, photography contest guys!
Anyways.. wow, 375 members. TCKID’s really growing eh? Well congrats to all of us haha.
Kay rant over, pce.
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #13: Music
[Warning: More than usual ranting.]
Hey guys! So.. FINALS SOON! Tomorrow, I’m writing my final english pre AP essay.. I’m so NOT stoked. I hate, hate, hate essays. It’s like, the worst thing in life. Or rather, one of… However, it’s better than eating poutine for lunch four days in a row. Yes, I have done that. Anyways… I will cut the crap short and get to what I actually wanna talk about : )
Uhh, oh yeah. I doubt any of yous people have ever heard of nexopia. Well, it’s like facebook, and is infested with teenagers in Canada (like moi) and stuff. Anyways, I blog a lot of crap there. Like music lyrics. Okay, so actually, I have posted 7 times on my nex blog within the past 2 hours. Actually, lemme correct myself. I posted seven songs. I forgot to count the other crap I post there LOL.
So, music, to me, is a way of expressing oneself. Instrumental or lyrical, I don’t really care. It’s like the closest thing to poems, eh? I am a sucker for music. I never get tired of it. And it’s like a portable bestfriend. Bring an mp3 or iPod around, and it’ll be whispering (or singing) words into your ears, trying to help you out when you’re like, moody or something. Does that even make sense? Oh, and when you’re in an airport alone, you can sit and wait for hours when you’re listening to some good music right? It’s like, in your head, you might be dancing, or crying cause you already miss your friends that you left behind cause you’re a TCK that tends to leave friends (lol) because you are heartless. Kidding. I do that too, and I’m not really heartless. And I doubt you’d be crying if you were heartless, right? Yup, yup.
Okay, here, list of songs, for certain people here on tckid:
For those in love = ) :
Suffocate - J.Holiday
Philosophical geniuses that can probably figure this song out:
Element of Life - DJ Tiesto
For anyone that wants an annoying but catchy song:
Calabria - DJ Enur ft Natasja
For individuals that don’t like to conform just cause:
The Pretender - Foo Fighters
And for those who regret:
For the Nights I can’t Remember - Hedley
In my opinion, that list of songs are generally boring, mainstream music. Yenno, putting in food analogy, that kinda music is microwaveable (gotta love that metaphor). If you want good, (homemade) music though, well, catch me on msn or the chatroom, and if I’m in the mood, I shall probably give you some good songs that won’t make your ears bleed.
Rant over. Kthnkxbye.
Kristine xo
The Fetal Diaries #12.5: continuation of twelve, since I didn’t quite say much..
Hi, hello again people. I was kinda cut off on #12, so I decided to make a part 2 of #12… so therefore, 12.5! LOL genius ain’t it? Well, okay recap:
- Finals soon
- Fries guy ain’t talking much
- My english project is amazing (and I shall post it online in here someday… when I get to it) and the LA main coordinator wants to use it for some events
- New cellphone in a WEEK!
So.. uh, what else.. Oh yeah if you guys have noticed Alastair Sim’s sudden disappearance from the site, he’s busy with uni, in case you didn’t already know.. He says hi though, and sends his love. Isn’t that sweet? Well, if there’s anyone that wants to say hi to him, then just tell me, and I usually catch him online on MSN, so I shall tell him hi back from you
Work tomorrow.. gonna be awful.. Where is uncle Dan?? He says he’ll be back in a week or so but where is he?! Haha. Well, guys, (OMG I finally am talking to Warona and Priya at the chatroom!!) questions about fries guy, wow, lots of that lately.. Haha, we’re not talking much. So, I won’t be talking about that now.
Well, Ima go talk in the chatroom Bye guys.
The Fetal Diaries #12: Long time! :P
OMG, I haven’t been in here for quite some time. I’m in school… english class, and I just finished planning for my final exam essay. Free time! Actually, it’s just 15 mins, but that should be enough time to ramble about what’s been up.
As some of you already know, I’ve had this HUGE english project that I decided to tie in with photography class. It’s about stereotypes and discrimination. Of course. LOL. Well, I presented in front of my class, teacher, and the town’s main LA (Language arts) coordinator. I was sooo scared, when I was talking. When I saw their reactions after my photo presentation though, I felt *slightly* better and managed to get it over with. I thought I did somewhat well…
Anyways, the LA coordinator, like I mentioned earlier was there, and he wants to use it for staff meetings and grade 7 retreats, cause he said it’s easy to bring around (it’s in a DVD) and it was well done. Wooooot! Of course, that was my first PUBLIC project, and I was sooo excited to hear about that. Oh, and like every one else’s, it’s also gonna be played over and over at the TVs in the front atrium. I might post it somewhere in here once I get to it.. I kinda don’t have the thing in here yet.. At least, not the good version.. But I will, I promise.
And fries guy? Blah at the guy, he’s been soooo NONtalkative lately. Dunno what’s up with him, but whatever. There are a lot of things going on in life right now, I can’t even be bothered think of him (yes, I said that, and I’m not sick) LOL. Finals are coming up, and my math marks are insaaaaaaanely low. I gotta get to studying later.. then, it’s english - now that’s REALLY easy. Then work, and then CELLPHONE comes in a week. CanNOT wait.
Well, that’s it for today. Gotta go, bye and talk to y’all soon Miss you all!
The Fetal Diaries #11: Conformity.
con·form·i·ty 
[kuhn-fawr-mi-tee] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–noun, plural -ties.
| 1. | action in accord with prevailing social standards, attitudes, practices, etc. |
| 2. | correspondence in form, nature, or character; agreement, congruity, or accordance. |
| 3. | compliance or acquiescence; obedience. |
Okay, so there you go, my friends. The way I see it, don’t we all belong? Sure, we’re all different, and at some point in time, I’m sure all of us have have felt somewhat alone. But why are there labels out there? ‘Black’ and ‘white’, for example. I really don’t like it. Why is it that we all need to either mix in, or break away from the crowd. Why can’t we all just enjoy life, and let others live the way they wanna? I’m not saying be a clone, or be in a cult, or something. I’m not saying to isolate ourselves either. All I’m saying is, we can be JUST ourselves, right? We CAN be in a group, and be ourselves at the same time. It’s nice to have a ‘group’ that you can relate to, and fall back to when you feel alone. The way I see it, we just gotta enjoy life.. then again, I’m only a teenager talking, and these are only opinions.
Well, I’ll keep this short. Was just thinking.. Rant over.
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #10: Holy crap, teenage life sucks roflmfao.
[Warning: Somewhat explicit content in some paragraphs, and excessive ranting.]
Here’s a list of what a normal teenager’s supposed to have in life:
- High school
- Friends
- MSN
- Alcohol
- A ‘love interest’
- Some sort of page in the internet (ex: facebook)
- Failing marks
- A good, nice, cellphone
- iPod or something of the sort
- Nagging parents
Yeah, I think I have most of those.. except I’m a non-alcoholic, and my cellphone right now is plain crap.. but then again, why is it that we ALWAYS are expected to have this? It’s like, when you don’t act like that during high school, you’re an outcast. Seriously, especially here in Canada. It’s like the kids HAVE to be what Hollywood tells them to. Meaning, drama. Holy crap. And I thought I was a drama queen. Up until I moved here and saw that I was not even close to being that. Not that I liked being that! Seriously, one of my friends is like, smitten with this guy at work. He doesn’t think she’s heinous, so why be shy? Just freakin talk to him! Be frustrated when he wants to have sex with you, and you don’t wanna cause you don’t wanna ruin your friendship for frick’s sakes. Blah. Or if you forgot to bring your cellphone or iPod, what am I sposed to do, cry? Go to your house and get it for you? It’s not my fault you forgot it!
Oh, and then, the parents. Sure, I LOVE my parents so so much. But then again, I screw up! It’s not like I’m ‘ze perfect’ kid. Nope, siree. Blaaah. I love you, but guys, understand that I am a screw up, and am clumsy. I cannot have sky high marks in math all the time. Even Einstein sucked in high school.
Holy crap. LOL. Looking at life right now, it’s like, people expect me to sleep with guys and be a slut like everyone else. Am I??? No. I am morally responsible, my friends, thanks. Just cause everyone else does it, doesn’t mean I’ll go that far.
Okay, I’ll shut up now. Rant is over, guys. You can open your eyes now.
Kristine, aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #9: OMAGAWD 2008?!
OMG. It’s almost 2008. As I write this, I’m 8 hours and 20 mins away from 2008, and looking back, I have wasted good ol’ time a lot this year, and I think I will do the same in 2008, but doing more at the same time. If that made any sense…
Well let’s see what COULD be in the future:
- FINAL english pre ap project due.. oh god.
- New semester! Hopefully some classes with fries guy?
- Summer vaca at California! OMG, hopefully I can save up for that.
- Christmas in the Philippines. Wooot.
- NEW cellphone (in like.. 2 and half weeks)
- I’m gaining weight, or at least, I am trying.. LOL.
- Beating my current record of 8 Ferrerro Rochers in 10 mins.. LOL.
- Healthy food, not junk.
- Get my math marks up.
- Spend more time with fries guy (and I’ve finally figured out our situation, btw.)
- Play tennis everyday this summer if we’re not going to Cali (though hopefully, it won’t be cancelled..)
- Save up $4500 for trips, so I can actually shop, and not just visit and leave shopping bag-less.
Soooo.. guys, what’s planned for y’all out there, all over the world?
Kayy, rant overr. Byee.
Kristine aka fetus.
The Fetal Diaries #8 : Lyrics overload, lyrics overload!
Okay, I spent like half the night last night with earphones plugged in my ears, and it’s one of those times when I ACTUALLY listened to the lyrics (and danced so much that I’m sure if anyone saw me, they’d give me the ‘weirdest dance’ award, but I don’t mind).
So, I thought I’d just post some that I actually liked, and remember, haha.
From ‘Where is the Love?’ by the Black Eyed Peas:
“But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And if you hatin’ you’re bound to get irate.”
Actually, the lyrics to the whole song’s pretty good - especially the chorus:
“Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek?”
It sends a good message, not just for ‘normal’ people, but it sends the message to the whole world, of different races and such. It’s sad BEP changed and started talking about nonconsensical (is there such a word?) crap like bling and ‘humps’. Oh God..
Anyways.. there’s other out there too, like Maroon 5 (yes, I do like a lot of pop music - but that’s not all), From their song Sunday Morning.
“But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
That someday it would bring me back to you.”
Yes, it’s cheesy, but then, as TCKs, don’t we all get those days, when we actually wanna go see someone we miss terribly, and we feel like we’d do almost anything to see em again? I know I do.
Okay, so that’s about it (for now) that I remember. I might edit or make a part two of this blog. I am now too lazy haha.
Rant overrr!
-Kristine aka fetus.
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