when all is lost

I lost a lot this month. It's simply tragedic. I don't want to elaborate.

Of Freud and Sexuality

After reading SW, Steph got interested in Sigmund Freud's theories. So, here are some things that I know about Freud's theories that Steph (and whoever is reading this) might find interesting. Enjoy.

Freud theorized that there are 5 stages of psychological development. At the oral stage the main issue is dependency, at the anal stage the main issue is self control, at the phallic stage the main issue is sexual identity, at the latency stage it's skill development, and at the genital stage its creativity and productivity.

Freud theorized that psychological problems are related to problems during one or more of these stages. For example, being too cared for or too neglected causes someone to be orally fixated, too much or too little control causes someone to be anally fixated, insufficient parental role modeling causes phallic fixation.

An orally fixated person is either irrationally dependent (expects what they want to just appear) or irrationally independent (always refuses help).

An anally fixated person is either irrationally self controlled and servile to authority or has no self control and is compulsively defiant of authority.

A phallicly fixated person is either a sexual compulsive (sexually innappropriate/promiscuous) or sexually repressed.

Freud did not classify any latent fixation but I think it is as plausible as those at the other stages. I speculate that people that like to learn and acquire knowledge without any purpose or people that are compulsively non curious represent both dysfunctional ends of the latency spectrum.

The genital stage is the final Freudian developmental stage and according to Freud people don't all succeed at this. Freud believed the ideal for human happiness is to be happy in love and work, problems in one or the other cause unhappiness.

Nothing of Interest

Didn't do anything of interest today...I slept,did chores,babysitted my baby brother...to add some color to this page, here are some randomly chosen pictures that you might want to see...

Eman...this is my baby brother.

Twinkle, me and Serene getting ready for school...

Some of my classmates...

My lips...hehehe...

"The Melancholy Death of Stephanie"

Twinkle giving Steph a ----...hehe...Nadine not minding 'em...hehe...

Thanks.

Hi! This is Serene. Thanks to my two best friends, I'm given this chance to be heard in their site. Thanks

Of Presentations and Househelp

Today, Steph and I finished her father's presentation. I don't know if it's really good but basing from the way Steph's father clapped his hands after seeing it, I think it's good enough.

The househelp's gone and I am glad. To be totally honest, I hate having househelp around, especially if they're ungrateful, arrogant and evil. Finally, I won't get to hear people shouting at me, I won't see my baby brother tortured, won't get to hear complaints about how miserable their lives are and how they badly wanted to make money by marrying some rich guy.

Here are the people/things/places that I've been missing lately:

***School. I can't wait to be in a classroom already and listen to the teacher.
***Teaching. I tried teaching my little brother his ABC's and 123's but it's not enough. I want a lively discussion where I learn and at the same time, teach.
***Halo-halo. This summer, I only ate halo-halo thrice. I want to eat halo-halo again.
***Twinkle and Serene. I miss talking to 'em, I miss formulating evil schemes with 'em, I miss listening to 'em rant and rave about their crushes...hehe.
***My classmates. I learned a lot from interacting with 'em.
***My teachers, both the the benign and the malignant ones.
***Bantayan. I love that place. I want to go back to Bantayan again.
***Make up. I miss dressing up and taking pictures of myself(narcissist!). Which leads me to miss...
***Steph's digi cam. My dad promised to buy one, but until now, he hasn't bought any. Steph's digi cam is the one that I use all the time. Hehe.
***The Nightmare Before Christmas. Just the best movie ever. I love this one. I love Jack. I love Sally.

And lastly...

***My childhood. Don't ask why...

Of High school, Books and Shawarma

***Woke up early today since I have to buy cloth for my uniform. I can't believe it. I'm actually going to be in college already.
***Almost fought with Steph. Creative differences, I should say. We weren't able to finish the presentation today because the diskette did not open.
***Due to frustration, Steph and I watched television and discovered that television makes you dull.
***Steph turned off the television(she can't take the corny jokes shown in ABS-CBN and the noise is bothersome) and we then read books.
***Went to the mall with Steph. She wants to buy a rewritable CD and the funny thing is, she can't believe that it costs only 8 php. It's generic, after all that's why it's cheap. But it's good.
***Bought a book. I know, I know. I haven't read all my books yet but I DO enjoy hoarding 'em...I'm like Mr. Norrell...I love to see books around me.
***Ate Shawarma with Steph. I know, I know. I used to hate Shawarma but I'm beginning to like eating it(though I don't know how to eat it without the sauce dribbling on my chin...-_-; Steph's so good at it...). According to Steph, Shawarma's like a drug. You get addicted to it. We'll see if I get addicted to it.
***Met Mel at Ayala.
***Today is the last day of prayers for me. Yey.
***Ate half a block of cheese with my baby brother, Eman. I'm going to be sick later...

Seeing Mel at Ayala reminds me of high school. I miss high school, to be honest with you(Yes, and I know Steph'll be gagging and laughing when she reads this...^___^). I learned a lot in high school, after all. It was in high school that I learned to be humble, to respect everyone. It was in high school after all that I met my best friends. *sigh* Oh, well. I'll reminisce on the next entry. Now's not the time...hehe.

Of Men and Water

Today, Steph did not come to our house so we weren't able to finish the presentation today. It's not so bad, at least I had time to finish reading David Maine's book. I must say, WOW. The book is good. It's really worth reading, I tell you. It's not for those people who confuse reality with fiction, though (erm... people who believe the stuff Dan Brown says. I'm not saying that he is wrong but guys, he writes FICTION.). It's a realistic account of "The Great Deluge." Somehow, it makes the characters in the Bible appear more human than holy. As much as I want to say a lot of things about it, I can't. I promised Steph I won't divulge anything that would make the plot obvious. She is still to read the book, you see.

After reading the book, I decided to clean my room and cover all my books and notebooks with plastic. Sadly, I wasn't able to accomplish the said task. Everytime I pick up a piece of paper, I start reading what I wrote there before throwing it away. Eventually, I ended up not throwing a lot of clutter*sigh*. But I'll finish cleaning my room...but not now because it's night time. Tomorrow maybe. Today is gone but tomorrow will be okay...hehe.

Today is the birthday of my deceased grandmother, so it's twice the number of prayers for me. *sigh* When will this end?

Hectic Day.

***Spent the most of the day polishing the presentation of Steph's dad.
***Steph and I almost fought. Creative differences, I should say.
***At around 2:30 PM, went to Fooda to buy Chinese lumpia. Ahh...food. I love food.
***Started reading David Maine's "The Preservationist." So far, I haven't been disappointed.
***Prayed for the dead soul of my grandmother. I really don't see the point in praying when I don't even understand what the prayer leaders are blabbering. It's in Visaya. I mean, I am a Visayan but it's deep.

To be honest, I really want to make the presentation of Steph's dad good. I don't know why. It's not even mine. I won't even benefit from it(I'll only get cash^___^). Oh, well.

Annoying Phrases...

This post is inspired by the people here in my house. Read on.

"Like" (used all the time). You're not in high school anymore, ho. Learn to talk like an adult and express yourself in a coherent manner. I can understand the word being used sometimes, but like, it just gets, like, annoying really fast. The same goes for "hmm" or "uhhh" or "ya know."

"Put on a happy face." Translation: I don't care about your feelings, and the least you could do is pretend that you're happy and stop wasting my time.

Any quote from any movie when it is either not funny and/or overused.

I have better things to say, but somehow, when I start typing 'em down or putting 'em on paper, my thoughts just...vanish. Sheesh.

Today.

***Woke up at around 10:00 AM. Head hurts.
***Watched "Simone" on HBO with Steph. That was the first time Steph saw that movie and I can see the amusement in her eyes.
***Conjured "evil" plans about making simulations.
***Spent day with Konat.
***Went to National Bookstore and realized how broke I am.T__T
***Read "The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy" 5 times.
***Prayed for the soul of my deceased grandmother.
***Brainstormed about the possible questions that I would ask people for my survey.
***Have about 50 questions, which I'll be reviewing later.
***Felt the need to get a job.
***Got a job editing the ppt presentation of Steph's father...
***Only to find out that I won't get paid...-_-;
***made a faq page.

Day Today...

***Woke up late because I slept at 2:00 A.M. Reason: it's our town fiesta and there's a disco and the boom box was really "booming."
***Because I woke up late, I had to go to mass with my family.
***Bought school supplies. Oh, joy! I also bought a book, "Word Power" to enhance my vocabulary skills.
***Talked with my "Konat" for hours.
***Mom got pissed cuz. I was using the phone too much.
***Mom threatened to not let me use the phone ever again.
***Went to the Family Park with my family and relatives. I have to...so that I can go with my "Konat" tomorrow.
***Tried to amuse myself by playing with the video camera.
***Played with my baby brother to the point of exhaustion.
***Sang my lungs out to annoy my mother.
***Went home.

Basically, that's my day. Tomorrow's going to be great. Promise.

How to Kill an Eel.

Ummm....I know Steph expects a better post but I can't make one...yet. So, for the sake of something, here is something funny.



HOW TO KILL AN EEL

Little Johnny was 7 years old, and like other boys his age, rather curious. He had been hearing quite a bit about courting from other boys and he wondered what it was and how it was done. One day he took his questions to his mother, and she became flustered. Instead of explaining things to Johnny she told him to hide behind the curtain one night and watch his older sister and her boyfriend. This he did, and the following morning Johnny described everything to his mother.

Sis and her boyfriend sat and talked for awhile, then he turned off most of the lights. Then he started to kiss and hug her, I figured sis must be getting sick because her face started looking funny. He must have thought so too because he put his hand inside her blouse to feel her heart, just like the doctor would. Except he's not as good as the doctor, because he seemed to have trouble finding her heart.

He was getting sick too, because pretty soon both of them started panting and getting all out of breath. His other hand must have been getting cold because he put it under her skirt. About this time, sis got toward the end of the couch. This was when the fever started. I know it was a fever because sis told him that she was really HOT.

Finally, I found out what was making them so sick.... a big eel had gotten inside his pants somehow. It just jumped out of his pants and stood there about 9 inches long. HONEST! Anyway, he grabbed it in one hand to keep it from getting away. When sis saw it she got really scared. Her eyes got big and her mouth fell open, and she started calling out to God and stuff like that. I should tell her about the ones I saw at the lake!

"Anyway," sis got brave and tried to kill the eel by biting its head off. All of a sudden, she made a noise and let the eel go... I guess it bit her back. Then she grabbed it with both hands and held it tight while he took a muzzle out of his pocket and slipped it over the eel's head to keep it from biting again.

Sis lay back and spread her legs so she could get a scissor lock on it. And he helped by laying on top of the eel. The eel put up a hell of a fight. Sis started groaning and squealing and her boyfriend almost upset the couch. I guess they wanted to kill the eel by squishing it between them.

After a while they both quit moving and gave a great sigh. Her boyfriend sat up and sure enough they had killed the eel... I knew it was dead because it just hung there limp and some of its insides were hanging out. Sis and her boyfriend were a little tired from the battle, but they went on courting anyway. He started hugging and kissing her again. And by golly, the eel wasn't dead after all. It jumped straight up and started to fight again. I guess eels are like cats.... they have nine lives or something.

This time sis jumped up and tried to kill the eel by sitting on it. After about 35 minutes of struggle, they finally killed the eel. I know it was dead this time because I saw sis's boyfriend peel off the skin and flush it down the toilet.

Mother fainted.