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Name: Anna Birthday: 8/8/1989 Gender: Female
Interests: Badminton, Play Station 2, computer, internet, DVD's, food, SHOPPING, books, music, fashion, boys, love, and of course, MYSELF. Expertise: Making noise... yeah... I'm good at that. Making people laugh, stealing the scene, and just plain making a fool of myself. Right on! Occupation: Student
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Member Since:
12/22/2004
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| That, for now, is basically all I have to say. Thanks to April Tucay for adding me to her Xanga list and hence, reminding me that my account still exists. Oh, and what an embarrassing mess I was 3 years ago. Thank God I've grown. Thank God I've grown into actual writing skills. But, I dunno... I think trying to blog in Multiply and Xanga will prove to be a bit too much. Will try, but will no doubtedly fail. Nevertheless, I will try. Ugh... I'm rambling. Ignore me. I'm sleep-deprived. I'll come up with a more insightful entry soon enough. I have plans on talking about slutty pre-teens infecting Eastwood with their WTF-shorts-pa-ba-yan shorts. That ought to be interesting, so check back soon. For now, I sleep. Adieu.  | | |
| Wow... my last post was July 15?!?! That's just retarded... damn you, junior year! 
Well, I'm still alive and healthy. Thank God for that. And I've yet to score 2nd honors. Bravo, Anna. I'm having a tadtad-ng-puyat Christmas break which I'm slowly getting sick of due to the fact that my earliest bedtime for the past few weeks has become 2 AM. I don't even wanna believe that I'm saying this but, I'm tired of going out and coming home late. I'm tired of fixing my hair, choosing what clothes to wear, and making my face look more picture perfect than it already is *dodges tomatoes*. Haha! 
I went shopping yesterday with April, Nana, and my baby at Theatre Mall. I bought the most adorable pair of shoes from Celine and believe me when I say they're TO DIE FOR. After that, Nana went with me and my family to watch the World Pyro Olympics at Roxas Blvd. We got home at 2 AM! Stupid traffic had us rotting in that suckfest for 2 hours! You could only imagine the delirium Nana and I found ourselves in after the first hour. 
Dami ko pang kwento pero I'm tamad na so... til next time! Adieu.  | | |
| Two words I find myself saying more than 10 times a day in hourly intervals: "I'm hungry..." Or I may just blurt it out in my usual stiff Tagalog: "Gutom ako!" I guess it should be obvious right about now that my stomach's growling. I could really do with a big slab of Jollibee's Burger Steak right about now... all smothered in mushroom sauce... uuuuuuhhhh... *drool* 
Have I ever mentioned how much I love mushrooms? Anything with mushrooms is blissful. But you should all know that I hate shitake mushrooms. Yes, I haven't tasted them, and, no, I don't plan to. I am very discriminating against anything that's black and wrinkly. Have I ever blogged about having that teeny mole right under my lower lip surgically (like there's any other way) removed? I don't think I have. Anyway, now you know! HEY! It wasn't hideous! It didn't have hair growing out of it, nor did it have it's own elliptical orbit. It was teeny tiny. Almost as cute as my button nose. Haha. The anesthesia hurt. Yeah. And I had to watch the whole thing in a mirror right above the operating table. Oh, and to make things worse, they sterilized MY WHOLE FACE with Betadine. Sinong may hepa?! Haha! Have I ever told you about the time I realized that there's something much, much worse than an ipis? It was such an adventure. Here's how the story goes.....
I had just filled my Labrador retriever, Perry's, food dish. So I was on my way down to the pool area, right? Coz that's where she was hanging out that night coz of the storm. As soon as I switched the lights on and had stepped out with both hands holding her dish, A FLYING IPIS CAME SOARING STRAIGHT AT ME!!! How did I react? HOW DID I REACT?!?! I freaked! I screamed bloody murder, spilled dog food all over the place (Perry was happy about that), and fell to the floor! I actually considered that whole "STOP-DROP-ROLL" maneuver, but when you're paralyzed with fear, there's only so much you can do, ya know? So I curled up into a fetal position and started praying in something I think sounded like gibberish. I think I fainted. I don't know. Everything just went black. 
Of course, I'm exaggerating. Nothing wrong in adding a little bit of flare in a story. Heeeeee. 
I obviously don't have anything useful to say. So I'll leave it here. Til next time! Adieu!  | | |
| NEWSFLASH: Anna Tan is now... single. Bwahahahahaha!
Hip hip hooray!!!  | | |
| My tryouts for my school's badminton club are scheduled tomorrow. And, OMG, I think I've forgotten everything I've learned from this summer's badminton clinic. No, seriously, I'm nervous. I don't wanna look like a total mess tomorrow. Shit... think positively, Anna. Confidence. You can do this. Besides... I'm gonna be wearing a kick-ass orange skort tomorrow. You know what they say, "If you can't play, display!" HELL YEAH!!! | | |
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