Postponed.

I have yet to document my travels. I'm kinda lazy but i am working on it. Just waiting on my photographs. But while i wait, here's some poetry; courtesy of Ms. Keys.

Stay tuned.

41,00 feet and climbing.

Warning: The next few posts will be nothing more than a recap of my adventures to the United States of America. Feel free to leave the site as this will serve me the pure purpose of archiving this part of my life for future reference.

Took off from Sydney International Airport at approximately 4 in the afternoon on one of the best things to ever leave this world; the Airbus A380. Seriously, i could've died on that airplane and not have noticed. I slept vertically, got free drinks from the self-serve bar. And hung out in the loungeroom. Also, if i had the foresight to either charge or bring the adaptor on board the plane, i could've actually written this ON the airplane. Perhaps the highest written blog of all time. But nevertheless, it was an amazing ride.

Oh! And the in-flight entertainment! I'm glad to say i watched 4 movies and played 3 videogames during our intercontinental voyage. Those movies were (in order of how i saw them), 500 days of Summer, Up, Taking of Pelham 123 and The Time Traveller's Wife.

(500) Days of Summer: I had been waiting for this movie for over a year. Took TOO long to come out back at home. Finally came out, but i was didn't get to see it since everyone had already seen it. But i eventually saw it; loved it. Zooey Deschanel is a total ball-breaker. I hope i never meet someone like that. Though i would like to see them. She's quite the looker.

Up: Been a while since a cartoon movie made me sad. But the dogs and Russel were incredibly cute. I wish i'm that cool when i get to his age.

Taking of Pelham 123: Rekindled my love for mr Washington, and all about him. Also, i am now craving New York City. Its so close, but so far away. I need it, i crave it, and i will have it. One day.

Time Travellers Wife: So Zooey from summer was pretty, but Rachel Mcadams was ...


get it? i'm speechless? Seriously, i now dream of this woman. And I have found a new goal for my bucket list; meet someone who looks even HALF as good as her. I think i would die happy. Oh, and the movie's also alright. Confusing at first, but really got the best of my emotions. *tear. Note to Self: Read the book.

Well that was the plane ride. Many more moments to capture, more events to chronicle, more life to be had, and such little time.

I can tell you the time.

"Life is not the amount of breaths you take, it's the moments that take your breath away. "



That is a picture of my watch. I haven't had a working watch in quite a while so this is actually exciting for me. Took me a bit of time to figure out how to make it work! But i suceeded. It now succumbs to my every command.

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Woooo! Just over 15 hours til i leave Australia for the fast streets of Los Angeles, California. Cannot wait. I am just about packed and just psyched for the trip. And lucky i have this site to chronicle my escapades.

I have nothing else to say at the moment. My mind is blurred. Everything seems so hazy and unclear. I can't think straight. I think that means its time for bed. So long world. Sleep tight.

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Daily Shoutout: (i get to use this name seeing as i AM blogging daily now)

Todays featured shoutout goes to fellow blogger Karen! This is a bit delayed, but you were the 10th follower of According to Angelo. I appreciate that fully. In the double digits people. i likee.

fare thee well.

"So long, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, goodnight."

Andrew G got so much respect from me today! Driving home from church, they play 'Mmmbop' by Hanson. Stuff the Jonas Brothers. These cats are the originals. I remember pretending to be them when i was younger. *Sigh. Those were the days.

Hanson - Mmmbop (1997)

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On another note, Birthday Dinner 2009 was pretty funny. Other than the fact that they started without me (they didn't want to disturb...), it was a good night. Food was divine; my moms cooks the bestest food ever. Talked a little. But it turns out, that a person celebrating his 18th birthday, is the one time that they don't bring out wine. And i wanted to get crunk.

Then, the night turned into the same old chatter for which i was not needed, so Kuya Mike and I went over to the Peraltas. Josel looked like death, but graciously let us in. Soon there were about 10 of us, and they were soooo nice that they bought us pizza. I should go there more often. Anyway, if any of you are reading this; goodbye.

And i guess that counts as the Shout out for today.

Day 6575

"Go shawty, its your birthday. We gonn' party like its your birthday"




Yesterday marked the Six thousand, five hundred and seventy-fifth day following my birthday (including leap years). So i guess that should make today day 6576. Anyway, it was indeed my 18th birthday. And i've got to say that it was quite possibly the most mellow birthday celebration ever. In fact, i don't think it can even be called a celebration at all. And this is the story, if my 18th birthday.

It began the night before last; Thursday the 26th of November. I made a personal commitment not to use facebook, or msn or anything i would be doing normally. I do not want to be that guy. So i logged out, and spent birthday eve at my brother's place. Ps3 and 'Dead Poet Society' kept me company as i tried to fall asleep. Oh! and the biggest, most bad-ass bat i have ever seen now lives in the tree beside my house. It scared me.

Woke up to 'Mr Magoriums Wonder Emporium.' Videogames (nba) followed by weights, followed by videogames (tekken) again. Then came the dinner scene! No lavish banquet. No raging party. Just Parents + the Lols at vietnamese or chinese restaurant; i can't tell the difference. The voices of Brad Pitt and the rest of the 'Oceans 13' cast became the soundtrack to my sleep.

And thus ended my 18th birthday. Relaxing day, terrible blog. One day though, i'll look back to this post, and be able to remember what i did, so woohoo.?

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new segment: What made my day?

It must be about 5 years since i've seen a butterfly, but today i saw one that looked EXACTLY like that.

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Shout Out, of the Post:

- To all who texted, called, or even facebook'd me yesterday. Thank you all.

Note to self: reply to said greetings.

All the trimmings.

"As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them." - John F. Kennedy.

Many people think that thanksgiving is overrated because we should be thankful for what we have, everyday. Others may think that i'm an trying to be American for acknowledging this date at all. But i don't think we do it enough. People say that we should be thankful all the time, but rarely does this actually happen. So in my humble opinion, i feel Australia should also celebrate thanksgiving. It'd be nice to set aside a day where we can go around and say what we're thankful for. PLUS, the idea of turkey and all that stuff i see on tv has me drooling. But i am disappointed. Instead i am dining on corned beef.

Marshall Eriksen - The Fight - season 4, episode 10.

So, in the innaugural Thanksgiving for Angelo; November 26th 2009, i will be the first to say some of the things that i am thankful for. For those who have the time to read this blog. Feel free to comment and do the same.

1) The latest episode of How i met your mother. Slapsgiving 2 : Revenge of the Slap. This show in general actually. Has provided oodles of laughs over the past 5 years. Big ups to Carter Bays.

2) Benjamin Michael Gabriel. Brought me back to a youth group. Invited me constantly even when i was too lazy to. Thankyou.

3) Siggggggh. Alexander Doods Ligad. I've already dedicated basically a whole post to do this kid. But he has been seriously awesome to me. Like my very own chauffer.

4) Mark Zuckerberg, creator of facebook. In this post-highschool boredom, his site has stopped me from going insane.

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Random Fact Time: (i stole RFT from YANENTATIONS.)

My brother is overseas, so i had to start his car and his bike. The sound from the two engines was a beautiful symphony that i wish to turn into my very own lullaby.

The countdown.

"She had me at friend request" - Alexander Ligad.

Are you happy kuya doods? You begged and begged for a shout out, and now you've got it. And i'll put up a picture of your calves later on, as promised. But you know you disappointed me? I knew one day that i would be persecuted for starting a blog. But i did not expect this. Not from you; my own blood. It hurt. No longer will i be so vulnerable to pain.

"What doesn't kill me, can only make me stronger."

Sure, you tried to cover your insults with lines like "you're such a good writer," but i saw straight through the lies, the deceit. Sarcasm doesn't look good on you Alex. Fists clenched and jaw locked, i just sat there and took all of your abuse. But no longer. No longer will i be the doormat of the gabriel 'clan.' Your reign at the top has an expiration date. Enjoy it while it lasts.

Okay, but actually... you're awesome, cousin of mine. That quote is really funny, and i'd be glad to acknowledge you as the creator of it. Because i too, hate when i don't get credit for a line that i know i started.



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On a more serious note, the Christmas season is upon us! I absolutely adore this time of the year. Everything seems more fun, everybody appears kinder. The spirit of giving is seen everywhere and plus, its HIS birthday! I think that calls for the biggest, baddest party ever. To celebrate i have figured out how to put up a countdown so that i know how long until that magical moment when we gather around and just enjoy life. I love christmas.

Kudos to whoever can top THIS;

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Random Joke Time:

"Chuck Norris does not have hair on his testicles, because hair does not grow on steel."

Ex-Highschooler.

"welcome to the real world she said to me. condascendingly.
take a seat. take your life. plot it out and black and white"

Heat wave over + inspiration = blogging again.

I apologise for neglecting to write in the past ummm, WOAH! has it really been that long? Yikes! I'm truly sorry for my absence but i shall make it up in the next few days. I plan to blog daily in fact. But then again i've had said that before and i've had so much to say but i didn't for some reason or another. So i guess i can't promise to write anything, but i'll do my best.

So, to explain the quote for today... I have realized that life post-highschool (aka. the real world) is not as glamorous as i had been led to believe. The boredom has been sucking the life out of me for days now. I need to get out of this house. I crave freedom. Ha! Didn't mean to sound like such a downer but i've only got one blog right now so i had to say it somewhere. Anyway i'm sure i'll get back to that topic soon enough. However, that's not tthe point of this post. Without further adieu, the top 4 plays of the week (would've been 5 but that is seriously how boring my life is right now)

Coming it at 4) The day is monday and i've just returned from school. Time to chill with the boys! Big bang theory, Videogames and all-round fun. Helluva day.

3) Friday night was the first sleep over minime had. I tossed and turned the whole night anxious for his return, which turned out sooner than expected. Safely i might add. Despite that (and the lack of cupcake. ha. i know you're reading this), youth was pretty cool. Final bible study of the year, and wrapped it up quite nicely. Went to dinner with my new youth leader to celebrate birthday.

2) Lights & Sounds blew my mind away! Seriously the talent that these people had was (And i'm ashamed to admit) something i hated them for! Nah but in all honesty, they were so good! Confession time: i want to be able to sing like that. *sigh.

Oh and i hate misunderstandings! i could've gone out afterwards, but i didn't catch on with the sarcasm! i hate. my. life. ha.

Now, these were all fantastic in their own rights, but nothing compares to the top play of the week! Ladies and gentlemen, you're number 1)

OFFICIALLY SIGNING OUT OF SCHOOL!

Oh my gosh. I had to wait a week after everybody else, but it was worth it! i had to pay $470 but it was worth it! I am no longer a highschool student. For those few moments, life was perfect. I just wanted to pause life! "record it, take a photograph"!


So yep, that about wraps up the week. OH! i wanted to put in a not-so-play-of-the-week!
For that, we go back to friday morning. Beginning of the heatwave and the sweats were coming in. Just then a frail little asian fellow comes by and TAKES AWAY FOXTEL. This may not be a big deal to most, but i've had it for soo long that my tv now gets no reception at all. I've been sent back to the middle ages and i don't know what to do with myself. And what was my mother thinking! i just commenced the months of non-schooling and THIS is the time to cut it? parents just don't understand.


Okay time for Shoutouts of the blog (formerly known as Daily shoutouts)
- Kuya Yan for telling me that since i dont' blog "daily" that it was inappropriate to call it that. Thankyou for the correction. Maybe one day when i write more frequently, this will be renamed again. that's the dream.
- And as you BEGGED of me, here is your shoutout Josel. Bet you didn't expect that.


P.S. links will be up soon, but its 1:31am. gotta get some shuteye.

The Ninja Post. / Night of Nights.

"The award for most desperate to get an award goes to Angelo Modelo"


So the 17th of November was the date of Fort Street's night of nights; The year 12 Formal. After days, weeks, months and even years of studying, the HSC came through like a flash flood. And whilst other parties/events have already come and passed, the formal is undoubtedly the highlight occasion. A night of wonder and celebration. A night to play dress-up and look fancy. But as much as I tried and tried to enjoy myself, in crept a recurring thought into my mind; That the formal was quite possibly the last time I am ever going to see these people. And despite my valiant attempts to push the notion from my consciousness, i couldn't help but feel the night be tinged with sadness.

The night started with fashionably late. But we didn't miss out on anything so it was all good. As we arrived and began to mingle, i couldn't help but but awed. Everything looked stunning, the cars, the girls, and even the guys. It was just how i imagined; awesome. So we walked in, took our seats and watched the screens. Hundreds of pictures flashed before our eyes. Photos of our younger selves contrasted with more recent ones. Our (for the most part) 6 year journey together was right there on screen. Scenes from of camps, excursions, carnivals set the nostalgic atmosphere for the upcoming night. The Formal Awards 09 were handed out and we got our dinner. It looked good, but tasted even better (even if there are concerns of food poisoning).

For the most part, i had completed the to-do list in my mind. I said hi to most of the people i wanted, i took pictures to remember the night (people upload!), and i almost drowned out the thought of it being the last night. We laughed everything, we smiled at nothing, we sang to lil' jon, and we attempted to dance like solja boy. Life at that moment was good. But the night was coming by all too quickly, forcing the formal to an inevitable end. I held my smile as we went our separate ways. Off to starcity. The afterparty was... an experience. Talked more, laughed more, had a blast. Would've done things differently if i could do it again, but hey, that's life. We learn from our mistakes.

All in all, it was a night worth remembering. However, i do feel a tad guilty that i didn't completely seize the night. Pictures were not taken with certain people as had hoped for, nor were the promises fulfilled. Promises i had made to myself. But I cannot dwell in the missed opportunities or in any state of regret. It was our formal, and we made it ours. One day when all we have our the memories, this night will live on in my mind. And i want to be able to look back on the 17th of November 2009 with a smile on my face and a contentment in my heart.


Introducing a new segment to According to Angelo:

WHAT RUINED MY DAY!
Today (the18th) was ruined by my lack of organization. Not completely paying of school fees and not handing back all textbooks has disallowed me from signing out and officially ending my highschool life. I must now await the 23rd to be completely free from the bonds of secondary education. I am still a highschool student.

DAILY SHOUTOUTS!
- To anyone who used their ninja instincts to read this post.
- To cecilia! Have an awesome trip my friend. I shall see you soon.

Bloggaholics Anonymous

It's true, I'm a bloggaholic. I just can't live without bloggahol.

And the effects are starting to show. A few days without writing anything for my blog, and i'm getting the shakes. My memory is hazy and my vision is constantly blurred. However, it is not for lack of substance that i have neglected this site. In reality I have, on numerous occasions, opened the blog and began writing. But my fingers lacked the capacity to articulate my thoughts into the cyberworld. Or maybe it was an underlying insecurity that temporarily paralyzed my hands. Perhaps my mind was stopping me from unleashing thoughts which it believes should be kept more private*. Anyway, back to my point. I've neglected According to Angelo for far too long, but i'm now here rectify that a quick rundown of my the less-trivial events of Angelo's life since The 411.
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The 12th.

Jubilee park was pretty awesome in my opinion. Made me re-realize how much i'm going to everybody from the Fort. Bittersweet in a way. Also reminded me that i have to start on those emails. On another note it really peeves me when i think of something as memorable but its "just okay" to everybody else. Do i not have high enough standards? Am i too easily pleased? But better question, why does it matter! I've got to learn to be more secure.

1) videogames with kuya mike (missing appointment.*sigh)

2) bus to parramatta / drive up to jubilee

3) partay, straight edge-dly. note to self: find someone with pictures!

4) video games with richarrd.

The 13th.

Friday the thirteenth was not scary at all. I'm a BIG boy now. Ha. Youth blew my mind. I'm constantly bewildered at how the topic being spoken about always seems to have very real implications in my life; feeling very personal. Made the experience of the night so much more meaningful.

1) Caught up on some much needed sleeep!

2) youthzies.

3) late night ps3 / chillin with Alex and Paolo.

4) freaked out by what sounded like an assault in the park. Could hardly sleep.

The 14th & 15th

One of the laziest weekends of my life. This doesn't even need a list! i emptied my pool, cleaned it, and then started to fill it. It was so filthy, but i'm expecting it to be finished soon. BRING ON THE SUMMER OF 2010!

vacuus lacus (empty pool)

Hopefully without sounding too depressing, i looked at that pool and i felt empty myself.

The 16th

I am one step closer to my dream of being batman! I can now officially see in the night, though i doubt i look anywhere near as cool as he does. One day i will. One day.

cool/creepy. can't decide.

Hmmm. i feel i have fulfilled my duty, nay. My responsibility to my blog. And i apologise in advance if i don't write for awhile. FORMAL tomorrow. Still deciding what to do, where to go, how to get wherever. Life is hard.

*more on that later

The 411.

"Yo dawg, what's the 411?"

I'ma give you the downlow on this blog right herre. The Fo'-One-One is that this is my site. I write bout the world and what i see. All According to Angelo. Yeah boy, that's my name. Anywayz, anythin that y'all be readin in herre has come from inside o' me. I callz it likes i see it. You best not be trippin though, I ain't writin' this fo' you. If y'all don't like what you see, flip the script, change the page. Stop wasting your time. I'm just breakin y'all off a lil somethin-something. A lil' bit of the truth. MY truth. If y'all feelin this, holla at ya boy. Aiight, i is out.

To My readers (aka white folk) who are inept at understanding the ebonic lingo written above:

inconditus lector niveus (confused white reader)

"What is this?"

-This blog is an insight into the world. Definitely not the world in its entirety, but the way i see it.

-This is a unique window into the world we live. It is as though you are sitting on the chair of Angelo's mind, looking through his eyes. Anything and everything, "According to Angelo."

-This is a work of pure individualism. These are personal thoughts that i've decided to share with the world. Right or wrong are but words here.

-This is my creative outlet. I lack the means to express myself through my ordinary life. For this reason, I am grateful for a site such as this which not only allows for the most random of my thoughts, but encourages me to share them with others.

-This is NOT for your enjoyment. If any of this amuses, causes you to smile, or affects you in any (good) way, then that is a mere bonus. But this site was created for me. If all you're going to do is judge me. Go away. Why waste your time.

Daily Shoutouts!

Today's shout out goes to two groups of people.

a) those finished their hsc on the 11th of November 2009. Congratulations.

b) everybody who 'complained' about my first blog. Good or bad, feedback is appreciated. thankyou.

It's a boy!

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, i present to you Angelo Modelo. He is the latest victim of the epidemic-like blogging trend. BlogHunters have sucked him in, and aimed straight his social life. Bang. With nothing left to do, he is now forever doomed to travel throughout the realms of the blogosphere. And so his journey begins;



This is the completely accurate reccount of his demise and eventual (re)birth;

Picture a happy-go-lucky boy. Not a care in the world. He is weak; just what they are looking for. Without noticing, his mind is poisoned by the skilled hunters. His leisure time is now devoted to immersing himself in the lives' of others. Little does he know that this is just the beginning. His fascination with blogs becomes unbearable. Angelo is deemed an official creep, and is shunned by society. Alone and desperate to find a creative outlet, he crawls back to the BlogHunters. Their plan is cunning; use angelo to start a vicious cycle of blogging-recruits. They implant the single thought into his mind, "Create a Blog."

Weeks later Angelo finds himself in the middle of the HSC with nothing on his mind but the blogosphere. The idea crosses his mind for the hundredth time, and on the 5th of November, he realises he cannot take it anymore. Sitting in the hall during his final HSC exam, he looks around. Stressed-out students stare purposefully at their booklets, scribbling frantically. But Angelo's mind is elsewhere. The clock strikes 12:28, and the supervisor yells "Pens Down." It is with these words that his mind is suddenly opened. He has been reborn, succumbing to his blogging instincts. The happy-go-lucky Angelo is dead. & Angelo de Blogger is born.