First of all, let it be known that i am doing this in the name of Science.

and for this i expect that Science will do me a good turn and in some way pay me back. 

I have a lab experiment this week on protein and their connection in increasing the amount of ketones in the body. This experiment, however, requires a subject to totally.. TOTALLY remove carbohydrates (this includes sugar, starch...carrots, potatoes...anythign edible) from their diet for about 2-3 days. It did say that i could use someone else who was willing- but seeing as my mom's diabetic, my dad has a fatty liver and my sister who lives on nothing but carbs- i am the only one in the whole world who i could safely do this experiment, as well as not get grossed out by the thought of having to get urine samples. And so I, Jan Micole Ong, guinea pig for a couple of days embraked on what seemed like a feasible journey to ketosis.

Day ONE:

I had black coffee (not even artificial cream passes) and a whole lot of ham (to compensate for the lack of a ham SANDWICH) for breakfast. Went to school and totally forgot to pack lunch with me- so i went to the cafeteria and looked for something to eat- hamburger (has a patty), wrap (has the wrap), stew on rice (duh)... OH- Chicken strips!!! looks down on the menu "chicken fingers coated in a light crispy batter." (NOOOOOOOO!!!) Good thing classes ended at 2 so i was able to rush home and make lunch of a two-egg omelette and a chicken leg. My sister comes homw from school- eating a friggin bag of popcorn and guzzling a can of heavenly pop. By this time I am cranky, hungry, and totally way past the sugar crash zone- so yes, I have imagines my shobe as a giant plate of pancakes....yum.  for dinner: a can of tuna and a hardboiled egg.

I AM DYING

Day  TWO:

Totally sleepy, decided to forgo the black coffee and just drink water and have yet another egg for breakfast, with a couple of slices to turkey. Went to school ready with another can of tuna (meow) and pepperoni sticks. Had a film showing in class- so everyone got coke, cookies, popcorn...*sigh*.

I'm still halfway through my experiment and I am about to kill myself!

I need Coke! i need syrup! I need BREAD!!! (like the crossaints waiting for me on the table)

I i have to eat yet another egg.. or tuna... GAH.

On Thursday... CARB FEST!

I was googling myself a while ago out of sheer boredom coupled with exhaustion (a bad combination if you ask me) ang guess what i found???


MICOLE.

hahahahahaha! interesting! wonder how they came up with the name???

I though i was the only one with this crazy song stuck in my head- and unfortunately- i find it very catchy... much to the chagrin of my sister.

but then apparently Darren Hayes thinks the same way too- and here you go- an acoustic version of the ever popular Britney single.

wahahahahaha!!!

A day more to go till i officially turn legal anywhere in the whole world. (maybe not in the universe- but then, i can only go so far...)

Am i excited? maybe.

Happy? most probably not.

I know it's pathetic- i am already scared of turning a year older when i am not even a quarter of a century old (and to think i don't even want to reach 80 therefore i am already a quarter of my life old). But then it's not age i am scared of... it's the fact that i am almost 21 and yet i feel like I'm still 18. Seriously. Would it be any different if i were still in the Philippines? Probably- but then it's bound to catch up on me sooner or later- i guess it's better that i realize it now that it's still 21 and not... 30.

I guess it's time to step up to the plate of adulthood- as unrealistic and unsavory that sounds.

On a totally unrelated un-adult-y note....

I need to know what happens in W.I.T.C.H!!! I caught an episode on the FRENCH channel (the TV series) and now i realized that i missed that damn comic series! haaaaaaaay- and i checked- they don't publish it here in Canada. Dang.

Archaeology paper- 1....Micole's brain- 0

NABOBOBO NA AKOOOOOOOO

i think i'm having a slight infatuation with Pushing Daisies' Lee Pace.. he's my wallpaper now too.. hahahaha



okai- i AM obsessed...

Why is it always me and my neck? Last time i had the same stiff neck- but in like 2 days i was fine... NOW it's gonna take like 3-4 days of recovery- all because of the cold weather. And Doctor's recommendation???

Doc: You don't move around much when you sleep, don't you?
Me: Err... like RARELY is the correct term...
Doc: Then there you go- YOU NEED TO MOVE AROUND WHEN YOU SLEEP.
Me: Then how is that supposed to BE SLEEP???
Doc: I don't know about you- but NORMAL people move around when they sleep... i can even guess what position you slept in..
Me: *creeped out* yeah? how?
Doc: flat on you back with the head turned on one side- and i bet you stuck in that position for more than two hours.
Me: *guilty* yeah.... but that WAS supposed to be sleep!

What about my mom's recommendation??

Mom: Ah, the doctor might be right on some point, but it's your stupid room- why do you keep the thermostat so low?? It's the coldness...
Me: KaC...
Mom: ... and why did you have to eat those chocolates- you know those chocolates hate you- every time you eat them you get sick- they're ya diet ... what were you thinking???
Me: That the chocolates were gooooood... hahahahaha.
Mom: THAT'S your problem- CONTROL. Not some stupid 'not-moving' syndrome.

So what pray tell- is wrong??? How i sleep and what i eat- which are TWO of the most important things in anyone's life...(in my opinion)

I just want to mooooove... :(( I can't stay home anymore- watching People's court the whole day is driving me NUTS. I even ruined my Sim's life just to have something to do (and now i totally regret it.. boo)

I never thought that it'll happen to me- i used to laugh at the people in those talk shows like Oprah who go like "i am such a slave to my credit card" or "i spent too much on the credit card and now i'm in debt"...

and here i am being a slave of the plastic.

It's a good thing that it's not THAT extreme that i go into debt or go over my credit limit. I have to give creds to my mom for disciplining me that much. And usually i use my card to pay for family expenses like groceries and then my mom just pays me back. So technically- those HUGE sums are not mainly mine (though i eat the groceries...and it's not as if i don't add some extra stuff :P) But seriously you guys should've seen my face when i was paying for the bus passes. My sister said it was the nearest to a heart attack my face was ever gonna get to.

But it really makes me think that if i need to pay for these important things- that is without utilities and taxes and other bills my mom have decided to take under their wing- and still be able to indulge myself with the little what-nots... I might as well be near that whole plastic-card-problem. AND in that problem when i start living on my own- which i target in about 3-5 years.

Heck- i don't even carry cash anymore- THAT alone is scary. So that's it- you are all my witnesses. NO MORE SPENDING ON TRIVIAL STUFF for like a month. THEN i'll save up and then go do some Christmas shopping for you guys :P and of course- a bday gift for me.. hahahaha

Speaking of personal Bday gifts... I'm thinking of saving up for the new iPod Nano (video) hahaha- did you guys hear anything about it? I like the song in the commercial too (Feist's 1234) I know i have my own phone's mp3 player- but it can only carry so much... *NOTE: just checked the website- there's no more of the product (RED)!!! noooooooo!*

Haaay what a materialistic world I am living in.

Darth Bana by ~aymo87 on deviantART

My baby is here! my baby is here!

i just have to pick it up (parang nursery talaga hahaha)

but- MY BABY IS HERE

im such a proud mother hahaha! now.... just to name it- aaand- godmothers anyone?? hahahaha

OH did anyone of you see the Ms. Teen USA interview of Ms. South Carolina???

talk about stereotypes being proven (the dumb blonde beauty queen theory)

1. the tinier the woman- the more painful the insult.
- was chatting with the chicken ladies at the back and the new short old lady trainee and we got to the topic of diet and exercise. I was going- "i'll eat all i want- i'm exercising anyway" which is true- and i haven't gained any weight (lost some actually) so i dont know how she (the tiny old trainee) came to this conclusion "yeah- but mabilog ka naman eh- there are people like that. i mean- kahit na may exercise... medyo mataba parin"

er.. watch it lady!!! you are not in the position to call me mabilog!! and besides at least i dont have a SAGGY ASS!!! HAH. Just wait and see- she'll eat her words up.

ON A MUCH LIGHTER, NON-NARCISSISTIC MATTER...

2. we can dunk our boss.
- the mall employees are going to have a barbecue this coming tuesday- and im going (doi- free food) anyway- Maricel the manager goes "are you going?? you HAVE to go!!"

why? "Mohammed (the boss) agreed to join the dunking booth- WE HAVE TO MAKE SURE IT"S WORTHWHILE!!!"

okaaaaaay- just for that- i'm definitely going.

Two things i am happy for and it all happened in a span of 24 hours (2 different days- but still- less than 24 hours in between)

Number One: I FINALLY am gonna have my laptop! I know i kinda hankered for a desktop computer, it being with more memory and all the customization that i can do myself- but a notebook will be more practical at this point- since i'll be commuting a lot and i wanna use the privilege of Wi-Fi. Of course- my credit score didn't pass yet- so i'll be paying under my dad's name- but it is soooo worth it. The only annoying fact is that i had to buy over the phone- and we all know how i HATE talking on the phone. It didn't help either, that the tele-marketer was a guy.. and to make it worse.. he was flirting while upselling. I hate that- but the laptop was waay too close within my reach that i had to act nice. dang. but i dont care- in 12-15 days.. hello my new baby!

here's an ultrasound picture:



isn't it cuuuute??? It's name is the Inspiron 1521... le sigh

anyway- news Number Two: During my co-cashier's break today- Mohammad- my boss took over her till and started to chat with me- usually it's just about normal stuff- weather, weird people- stuff like that. But today- he goes like: "you've been doing well- very well for a trainee" and the thing going in my mind was "raise! raise! raise!" Then he continues: " if you are up to the challenge- you could undergo some training to eventually be able to run this restaurant"

WOAH. okai... a month and a half of work and i have a possibility of a promotion??? woot! I'm all for it people!

of course there's still the training and all- but wow. higher pay and more power. speechless.

Was washing the dishes when i saw my mo still standing by the cabinet- honestly i thought she was gonna go OC on me and tell me how to wash dishes properly again- but i was wrong. She was OC- on a while different thing.

"Will this cookie stop crumbling?! I won't be able to leave this place if it doesn't!!!" *continues munching on cookie*

Haaaay- I just hope this OC-ness trait isnt hereditary.... i will never lose weight that way. hahahahahahaahhahahaha

here's chris coming out of his car (well, the one he was riding to get somewhere...) and guess who was sitting beside him at the backseat???

( click me and see! )

( the blogthing )

and now on to the blogging...

we finally found my sister's watch- well, honestly, WE is more of a SHE. I didn't want to find that thing in the first place. I only just remembered why it was in the sock drawer... IN a sock that we weren't using anymore... Oh crap hello to 3am alarms again. (we tried fixing it- but it just can't and won't cooperate). Now to try if i could make the watch 'disappear' again. hahahaha!

I really don't like it when its the week before THAT week and my senses go on an overdrive... especially my nose. And NOW- since we used the Racumin and the stupid rats started dying one by one by one... in hidden places and are starting to stink like hell.

But apparently only i can smell them at first and it takes the rest of the people about half a day to actually believe me that it's there. (i swear- i can make this into a business-tie-up with the company who makes Racumin... "your product will kill the rats... and my sense of smell will sniff their dead rotting bodies out")

So now, We are all sleeping in my mom's room because i KNOW that there's a carcass in my room- and dang it- i can't find the actual location of the scent! Or better way to put it... I KNOW where it is- we just can't get to it, because it's below the friggin floor!

And the last time i heard, (okay, i was 6 and the person who told me this was the maid who loved telling me scary stories just for kicks) there are snakes down there! Either way, snakes or no snakes, NO WAY am i crazy enough to go down there.

On a completely better, non-smelly note: Tomorrow's the quiz bee! plus i now know how to download themes for my cellphone for free! (thanks Tracy!) And... JOLIBEE'S FINALLY OPEN!!! <3

I just realized...(early Valentine's treat for me haha) TOMAS MORATO IS GONNA HAVE A JOLIBEE!!! yay! Me and my mom saw it Sunday and nearly got ourselves in a giggly happy fit. My sister on the other hand rolled her eyes (but then i KNOW deep deep down- she was squealing as well) This signifies a start of numerous days where all i need to do when i need a fry-fix OR a burger craving OR a strawberry shake (which is the best thing in there) hunger all i need to do is walk about 60-80 meters. (and the distance is WAAAAAAY worth the walk) I just have to sit still till Feb 11. The glorious day, the blessed day when I can have a Jolibee to call my own! (wahahahaha! ang kapal naman.. but still!)

Oh, plus you would be surprised as to how CORNY (as in more 'cornier' than me pa) some advertising/ marketing people would get just to sell their stuff. Here's some nail polish colors that me and thea saw the other day in Mercury Drug.

1. Pink: Brad Pink
2. Blue: Orlando Blue
3. Black: Coal-in Farrel
4. Cooper: Deither O'Copper
5. Red: Johnny Deep Red
6. Pastely pinkish purple: Piolo Pastel
7. Lavander: Antonio LAVANDERAS
8. Yellow-gold: Joaquin's Phoenix
9. and the best of them all... White: Sam MILKY

WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! (and yes- we bought 2.. just for fun :p)

waaaah sakit ng paa ko! i really dislike doing community eklats. Not only do you have to walk all around the barangay.. you also have to interview people.. and i don't like talking to people i don't know (people i know on the other hand... wahaha)

hell week started today and i know that by Wednesday I'll be a tired, under-slept, astigmatism-ridden freak with a lack for coffee. Monday was this stupid community thing. Tuesday is a reporting where i would have to rush-do because someone borrowed the book i was gonna use for reference. Wednesday is yet another reporting with my ppt on already 37 slides... and counting (still halfway pa noh). Thursday... group work and Friday- the typical 730-6 whole day... AND counting another Saturday class where in i think I'll be continuing the report from Wednesday... @-@

bought a book that relates the Star Wars saga to Christian Life.. and it seems veeery interesting. Will keep posted on the stuff that i have read from it.

it's been officially two years since i started this journal- and though now i don't post much in it- aside from friends-only stuff and csi ny's danny gushes- i still think this is a day to celebrate. Funny that the time i started this journal was during my mom's birthday (hahaha and i know the reason why i did :P) And now here is my entry about how Red Ribbon almost made me commit murder today.

I went on a rush noodle and cake buying spree yesterday since i just remembered that i'm the only one who remembered to do so- i called up the noodle maker and had it made for pick up and then rushed to Red Ribbon to have a cake done and delivered to my house since i had no time and had to go somewhere.

Look- I KNOW i don't have the best handwriting in the world- but i KNOW i wrote it down in print- "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY!" on the paper and i even said it out loud to the girl at the counter. To my surprise this morning (i didn't check it- which was pretty stupid of me i guess) the cake read "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMUY!"... MOMUY??? who the hell was MOMUY?! waaargh! My sister had to stifle a laugh and my first-acquired-pride of finally doing something that made my mom gush with pride just shattered into a gazillion pieces.

And so... what me and my sister did was to take out the 'U' and end up with a "HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM Y!" on the cake. But we still sang her "happy birthday momuy'- and i swear I'll be going to red ribbon and I'll be stabbing that girl with a cake slicer. I have a picture pa nag to prove it.. whahaha!