my_alternative_world

this should be the last thing on my mind now.

2007-07-24T10:50:00.000+08:00

Yes, I know.

I am stupid.

But still, I don't know whether to hold on or let it go.

It's not my concern in the first place. She started it. And I think, YOU should end it.

We are not giving any indication whatsoever that we know what IS happening. Or is it just me?

Shall we go on?

So... should I sink.... or swim? (what the-?!)

hell, school life still rules.

2007-06-30T15:39:00.000+08:00

Whoa, after 48 years!

I know I haven't been able to update this blog, but my excuse (which I cannot divulge here, haha) will be relayed to people soon enough. Hopefully.

Arki, here is the update! haha...

Oh well, here goes...

*

I now have a new cousin in law. Although the reality of her being now a member of the family is still sinking in, I'm sure that we will be having "jolly family larks" soon enough.

Welcome to the family, Ate Shelby!!!

Good luck to you with our generation's tendency to be insane sometimes, haha.

God bless to you and Kuya!

**

Thesis still kills me.

Need I say more?

***

As a means to while away the time during my ACADRES, I am now taking a part time job. I know its fun, but sometimes, you just can't help but feel weird, tired, pissed off and confused that you feel that the only available vent out is for you to scream in frustration.

Its like learning elementary and highschool English all over again, then suddenly, you're pushed into a the world of cell phones and technology. I know it might seem far from each other. But, connect the dots. I'm sure you know what it is by this time.

Thank God, my new found friends are there to keep me and my sanity intact.

Hello Beckys!

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I know that having a job might seem cool and all, because of the salary, the possibility of owning a flat, living alone, and that you can buy whatever you want. but, I think that what they say still holds true. School still rules. There's nothing like the fun and carefree attitudes that we experience in college. Real life will kick you in the face. You can't chitchat between classes. The sleeping in class and getting away with it. The "tambay sessions" every free cut or spare time. The "okay-lang-maging-late-kasi-hindi-naman-iche-check-yung-attendance" spiels. The cutting of classes. The gimmicks every weekends and you ask money from your parents. No. In a job, there is the timekeeping. You can't afford to ignore the information relayed to you. Although some information might seem trivial, you have to listen. And also, you CANNOT sleep on the job. Hear that? Even though how tired you have, sleep is a luxury you cannot afford.

Also, I've come to realize and appreciate the time I've spent in school. In a real job, everything is taken seriously. Even though some think of it as a means to pass time by (like in my case) and to have the whims that we beg our parents but they cannot (or would prefer not to) buy, to many, it is a means to live. Some families depend on the money that is earned. It is a matter of survival.

Enjoy college life, people. It will never come back.

I'm NOT saying that you should drink from dusk till dawn during gimmicks, or to flirt to your heart's content.

Just.... take everything in moderation. While enjoying it in the process. Haha.

*****

To IBM Sprint Wave 116.1, hello! Anong oras na kayo nakauwi kaninang madaling araw?

To Jet, Louise and CJ (akaNenangs Talangka, Gurami and Dikya)... laglagan na ba ito? haha...sabay sabay pa rin sa uwian, ha? Bok Bok, sama ka na rin!

(Master) Carl, Momel and Jules, gantihan na ito sa next drinking session! Kung blackmail ang sagot, gagawin ko! haha. For sure hindi ako ilalaglag nina Louise, CJ and Bokbok (sana)... Nga pala Master, hindi ako tanggera. Si Louise yun.

Kuya Swee Pea, I'd rather be green than be blue!

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HELLO TLS PEEPS AND EVERYONE SA DLSU!!!! MISS KO NA KAYONG LAHAT!!!

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God bless, everyone!

one more time. or maybe, one last time.

2007-05-22T11:40:00.000+08:00

Most of the people I know (in my age range, that is) are having the "fourth year jitters". Part of me is already over this, and another part of me is still going over the slumps because of this.

It only seems like yesterday that I was standing in front of our school gates holding my EAF (the total indicator that you are indeed a F-R-O-S-H!), waiting for my blockmates. Enduring the looks of the upperclassmen, and the twittering voices of the sophomores saying "Awww... froshies!". Dammit. And now, another set had come to take the place we once filled.

Three years passed. A part of me is screaming like crazy because "I should be one of those graduating this June!". But since some things happened, it compelled me to extend my stay in college. Feeling some twinges (okay, a great deal then,) of regret, yes. But on the whole still thankful because it taught me to be stronger and independent. Showed me the folly of my actions, and aided me to face the consequences.

Time surely flies.

Start of classes is tomorrow.

This is the last year of college for me and some of us.

This is the moment of truth.

I don't know if I will look back and see my accomplishments and defeats, and be proud or ashamed of them.

But I do know that I need to prove, and to show the best of what I can do here. I will have no other chance to do so after this.

This is it. There's no turning back.

different reactions and thoughts...

2007-05-13T22:03:00.000+08:00

baclI guess of all the stupid things I've done in this lifetime, this is one of the craziest, yet... fun. haha.

What is it?!

It's the The LaSallian (note the spelling!) Summer Workshop 06-07! Whee!

It was crazy, the cam-whoring never stopped (really!) and the endless chatter goes on and on! Not to mention the swimming (and game) stunts until the wee hours of the morning (horseplay! laglagan sa pool! trip to jerusalem! agawan base! haha) can drain you out. The Amazing Race was a killer! I don't know what happened to me these past two years that I didn't join this event. haha.

It was tiring, but its definitely worth it.

Bonding time is obvious... and of course the eherm, patamas. haha.

Seriously, I initially expected things to be uh, crazy, but I never expected it to be like this. Of course, there are the fun things that transpired, but what amazed me most of all is that people had the chance to bond themselves more together in between the breaks (which were kinda short).

The "patamas" will be till time immemorial... and the eherm "help me Coffee" stunts will be written in the sand.

Well, one thing's for sure. This is what I've learned this summer workshop (aside from the lessons imparted in the activities): I'll never, ever, and I repeat EVER confide super secret secrets on balconies... especially where the distance from one balcony to the otheris merely a meter away... not to mention in the dark. It might just be the ultimate social suicide.

But apart from that, everything's a blast!

and get this:

WE FINALLY HAVE A UNIV (FAMILY) PIC!!!! Wheee!

that's all.

i see.

2007-04-17T23:19:00.002+08:00

so you're not numb after all.

That's a good thing.

realizations.

2007-04-14T16:20:00.000+08:00

I'm just.... numb.

that's all.

Oh yeah, not only numb.

Stupid.

Ignorant.

Too blind to see what's right in front of me til its too late to change it.

Three years... for three years, frickin hell!

Thank God its over.

I think. Haha.

Pero seriously, I'm definitely "iron fist" sure.

Wala na talaga. Haha

just a postscript...

2007-03-27T21:11:00.000+08:00

just a thought...

is today "ask weird questions and afterwards have violent reactions day"?

just wondering...

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I SIMPLY CANNOT BELIEVE IT!!!

Sacrilege!

nuff said.

I'm simply too pissed off to vent out my anger.

its been a while...

2007-03-27T20:19:00.000+08:00

Whoa... after eight million years... an update!

I'm sooo happy that I was able to connect to Blogger again... Something's wrong with my net so I had difficulty in connecting.

I have a lot of things to catch up on.

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Although the adage "Don't judge a book by its cover" is cliche and all, I simply cannot dismiss the idea that this claim still holds true until now.

There's someone I know whose my first impression is he's "feeling pa- importante", like he's the best in everything and the like. I did not actually like him at first, and I must say that some of my friends share the same sentiments with me.

He's talented, I know. But sometimes, HE DOESN'T KNOW WHEN TO SHUT UP. I just ignore him in his antics, praying that my dislike for him will slowly subside.

Thank God, after nearly half a year, at least I can tolerate him now. A simple conversation and jeepney ride changed it all.

I know that some of my friends are still irritated with him now, but I am learning wisdom.

I'm really sorry. I'll just try to understand you next time.

**

It's official.

I'm extending my thesis.

Deferred. Deferred.

Hear me?

Our thesis.... WE'RE DEFERRED!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

That felt good.

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My academic subjects are killing me.

I don't know what to do.

HELP!

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I just think some conversations are not healthy for me.

It's pissing me off that some people (especially the ones closest to you (literally and figuratively)) don't know that they are already hurting you.

Hurting you in words and in deeds.

Sometimes, you are compelled to think whether they do it intentionally or not.

Either way, you want to wring their necks....

.... but since you can't, all you can do is listen in stolid silence while gritting your teeth.

And you put all your knowledge in the "art of holding the tongue" in order to keep out of trouble-- in practice.

Crap.

Shut up!

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So what if she'll study in DLSU next year?

I DON'T THE HELL F**KING CARE, DAMMIT!

I'm not her, and she's not me.

Can't you all see that?

And one more thing:

I grew up normal. I lived the hard life. Not like her.

SO DON'T EVER COMPARE ME TO HER.

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Tomorrow's the day.

I hope everything will fall in its right place.

Kasi pag hindi...

ALL HELL WILL BREAK LOOSE.

I just know it.

So don't try to put up some stupid pranks.

We won't tolerate it anymore.

*****

Alliv, thanks for the treat kanina!

Chessie, history repeats itself! Haha!

TLS- web launch party! yeah! Yay!

rediscovering reality... and being a part of others.

2007-02-18T21:19:00.000+08:00

C. S. Lewis once said that "We do not retreat from reality. We rediscover it".

Come to think of it... he's right. All of the things that we see, hear or feel are somewhat influenced by forces 'beyond"- forces like stories, poems, epics- for us to view reality as a glimpse of the world that we experience only with the aid of our imagination.

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Today's mass really hit me big time.

Our parish priest's question hit me right in the bull's eye:

Why, most of the time, do we see the negative side of people first than their postitive attributes? Why do we see only the wrong things to the people we hate?

Oh yeah, I'm guilty of that.

Of all the things to discuss, why this?

But still, I came to realize that what he said was right. We tend to see the taints in people first... especially when they are our enemies.... But, we see the beauty of others once we see a part of us in them. The saying 'love your enemies as you love yourselves" should not stand alone. We should add, "but before loving them, know yourself first". We should not focus on the wrong things they've done, but on the positive notes or memories that we know about them.

I especially loved the dialogue he shared to us... from a show he watched nearly twelve years ago.

And what's this show? No, its not one of those cheesy, teeny-bopper shows of that time...Think more of the classics, the immemorial stories, but caught on "cells".

Remember Beauty and the Beast?

Yup, that's it. It actually had a series once, but I can't remember ever watching it.

Anyway, as I was saying, I simply loved Belle's and the Beast's dialogue:

Belle: You're beautiful.

Beast: The beauty in you that has become a part of me is what you see.

I wish its that easy to love others...

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Oh yeah, by the way, I just learned today that the Beast's name is Vincent. Our parish priest shared that to us in the homily.

There goes another reason for me to go to mass... remembering and reminiscing my childhood.

No, I'm not okay.

2007-02-03T22:25:00.001+08:00

enough of that. Its a good thing that you at least understand English...

YES, I am pissed off...

2007-02-02T13:41:00.000+08:00

People say that life's not fair, because some people get this, some have that.

But come to think of it now, when was life fair in the first place anyway?

*

What I've foreseen has come true.

Three of them are now out of the race.

Why did they bring up their hopes in the possibility of landing a position? Whyt didn't they set the rules of eligibility in the first place?

All their time, resources and efforts were wasted.

tsk tsk tsk... bad, bad.

**

And speaking of the being unfair, why have a test that will give only a few people the advantage?

And they say that they are setting an equal ground for everyone.

Please, spare me.

I may not be as smart as them, but I'm not stupid.

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To the ones who were and who might be the next victims of this utter stupidity, don't worry guys:

Reresback tayo.

And we might all talk it over, relieve the memories some place (like a beach? Somewhere there? *wink*) sometime (term break? *wink wink*).

Reality bites.

2007-01-27T21:45:00.002+08:00

Its normal for us to have people to look up to.

For most of us, its our parents, mentors, professors. Adults who are in (or past) their prime but indeed proved the world their worth.

Its the same for me.

But there are times when there are some youngsters that are looked up higher than some adults.

Try your best to be one of them.

Why? Because, I think, even though it is a good thing to be respected and taken seriously by adults, your peers are the ones who know you are best. They understand you better than anyone.

Besides, when you work, they will be the ones who might make or break you.

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Noel, thank you. Even though maybe you don't know saying this to you, but thanks 'tol. Thank you for making me see that my problems are merely pebbles compared to all the troubles you've been through. I'm sorry for knowing your troubles far later than many, but thank God you're okay now.

Take care.

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Jansen, thanks for making me see reason. You already know why.

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Chessie, thanks for listening. I think I'm okay now... I think. Haha. See you in the office!

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Karla, breathe. :) Thanks also sa float, and making me realize my folly.

my head hurts...

2007-01-22T22:56:00.000+08:00

For now, my classmates and I are trying to petition for our department to offer this particular subject, so we won't need to extend one term anymore... Something easy, if you consider building the pyramids of Egypt singlehandedly possible to finish in a day. I hope they'll allow us, through. I've been through hell and back just to finish this frigging list.

*

Thesis. This is it. Good luck to us.

**

A lot of things are now going through my mind, and I don't know what to do with it. I'm pretty sure that if this will continue, I'll be insane. Really.

***

Belated Happy Birthday, Kharylle!

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And of course, a very big thanks to ALLIV for this wonderful template!!! Avatar! Firebenders rule!

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p.s. Jenn, Eyes on Me tomorrow! Sasama na si Chessie!
p.p.s Jed, may utang ka samin!

Misa de Gallo

2006-12-17T09:50:00.001+08:00

The clock chimed nine times, and the Christmas carols played faded out into an abrupt halt.

Unlike the people struggling to keep awake, I glanced around, searching for a familiar face.

Like a wanderer searching for an oasis in the middle of desert, my eyes suddenly landed on your form, quite afar.You were sitting quietly amidst the sea of restless devotees while I just look at you.

The bells sounded, signalling the start of the mass, and everybody's eyes turned on the aisle.
One candle carried by a Sacristan caught my attention, hyponotizing my eyes with its glow and dance.

And as it passed by you, I just realized, you were looking at me.
I pondered over what happened in silence, until the priest signalled the end of the mass and everybody said "Thanks be to God!".

And from what seemed to be a perfect congregation, all dispersed, eager to go to their bed to warm off the cool breeze in the night. Upon walking to the altar, I saw you going to my direction, and a second later, we're almost face to face.

A fleeting memory came back to me, the first time we talked to each other.

It was in exact place, nearly three years ago. I was going to the altar like this time, and we faced each other.Your eyes lit up and and said "Happy New year", while I smiled my thanks and murmured the same words. And as fast as we talked, it was as fast as we left.

Now, we're back in the same situation.

I can almost see your lips form a smile. But its over. I'd rather that I looked the other way and pretend not to see you. As I moved out to the doors of the church, I can feel your eyes following me as I made my way out.

Simple. Bitter.

My day was ruined.

As I looked back today, I wonder.

Maybe -just maybe- if I at least smiled back at you, do you think things might turn out different?Do you think we might have ironed things out if I talked to you "for old times' sake", as you said?

But now, its only reduced into a "what-if" situation.

Because now I am sure, we do not have the courage to look at each other in the eyes anymore.

You are the truck in my life.. so I avoid you.

2006-12-13T13:29:00.000+08:00

nuff said.

I hate you. hear me?

2006-12-08T21:19:00.000+08:00

Furious. Disgusted. Irritated. That's what I am feeling whenever I see your "name" on my Yahoo Messenger.

Feeler.

I am pissed off and disappointed in you.

I lost my respect to you as a person I look up to ever since that fateful moment when you commented "something" to "somebody" regarding "someone". I thought that was the end of it.

I thought wrong.

NOW, I HAVE NO RESPECT LEFT FOR YOU, EVEN AS A PERSON.

You're not worth respecting. You don't deserve it.

Don't ever ask me why I will treat you this way. You might be sorry.

I'm just gonna end it. simple.

oh yeah, by the way: I. HATE. YOU.

COMPRENDE?

sharing moments... emo mode. But I'm not ashamed.

2006-11-13T21:12:00.000+08:00

Please just bear with me..this is one of those rare times that I feel like I'm revitalized...but I feel as if I'm stoned.

This is one update dedicated to God... because I'm soo indebted to Him.

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It wasn't really the ideal weekend. No net, no YM... no fanfiction.net... I'm forced to use the radio in my cell as a means of entertainment.

In short, for me, it was the total nightmare.

We just had our LASARET for school. And its a miracle that I survived.

I actually thought that it was going to be the normal retreat with the I'm-pouring-out-my-soul-here-so-I-would-appreciate-it-if-you-listen antics, but I was mildly surprised that it turned out to be different.

However diffcult it might be to live without my necessities in life, now that I looked back, I realized that it was fun after all.

I made new friends, made acquaintances with people during our ice breakers and sharing moments. It was a good feeling. However, these are not the only things that made me feel happy over the weekend.

My initial thought of LASARET is that it is only a school requirement that I need to take. There are a lot of things that I'd rather do (like write my thesis, for one). But as we sat down that Saturday afternoon in a circle and our facilitator asked us to reflect over things that are happening in my life, I realized how many questions and feelings I have been asking God all along, but I was too busy to notice it. Some people might think it weird of me, but it is true. In one session where we were supposed to ask God about questions we would like to be answered before the end of the retreat, it was the only time I realized that I was sooo lost in my life. Yet, I was glad to see that almost everybody else were experiencing the same things. That I was not alone.

I was also hit during "listening with the heart" session. I'm particularly hit on the reflection part after singing the songs. The questions made me think over things like that I've ignored God shamefully, when all these times He's just waiting for me to go to Him and tell him everything that's going on with my life.

I guess the most memorable part of the retreat for me was our solidarity meal. I think that even though the people that I was supposed to share my experiences were not that close to me, a certain bond was formed among us in speaking about God. I know that some people might say that it is so cheesy to say this, but I believe that God forged a deep bond in us by admitting to each other things that most of us are ashamed to talk about to other people.

During the meal, I was so ashamed to think of the things that me and my friends we sharing. We talked about things like because of college, we forced God to just be in the backseat while we go on with our lives when He's supposed to be in the driver's seat; How we're too busy to do church activities, some of us even forgetting to go to church on Sundays; How we remember God only when we're in trouble and the like. I remember sharing to them, "I am guilty of thanking God only once or twice when He gives me blessings... while pag malapit na ang course card, I pray to him every hour, every minute. Yung para bang kahit natutulog ka, nagdadasal ka pa rin...". I also remembered my church activities that I tended to ignore because of my academics... I felt guilty when my YFC friends and fellow members used to call me and I had to make up lots of excuses because of my busy schedule.

But interestingly enough, that sharing moment made me feel loads better.

But I think, the thing that I will be looking forward to five years hence will be our time capsule, our last activity. It made me wonder what will I be five years from now... if I will still live to see that day, or if all of the things that I promised to do will be fulfilled. The letters I have written there are surely my inspiration. Still, questions still run over my mind:

Will I laugh over the things I have written there?

Will I smile with pride and say, "God, mission accomplished!"

Will I cry over it?

Will I grasp that letter and look at 'what could have been'/s?

or

Will I still be alive to see, hold and read those letters again?

God only knows.

But as of the moment, I'm thankful of the memories that I had there. I'm thankful of the things I had learned and experienced. Priceless.

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To my A55 classmates, thanks a lot!

Chessie: You're welcome. Thanks also for the Palanca.

Bella, Abbie and Rhiza: Thanks for the memories. Bella, finish Narnia! haha...

Natz:You're right. Everything's possible with God. But still, punta ka na sa seminary!

Roji: I will try to keep that promise. I will do try.

lastly...

God: I'm sorry and Thank you for everything. I don't need to tell you why. I know that you know that without me telling you.

That's all! :)

Agenda: I.Secrets. II.Escape. III.((ab)normal)changes. IV.Other matters

2006-10-29T17:39:00.000+08:00

I am not the person who shows my emotions in front of the public. I'm more of the secretive type... if there are any problems I am experiencing, I deem it better to keep it to myself. Aside from schoolwork and "paper work" (in short, TLS) work (sheesh... redundant!), most people, for whatver reason which I cannot fathom, see me as a secretive, nervous wreck or such...well, except being stoned once in a while (GA! GA!).

Of course, like most people, there are secrets that I keep only to myself, secrets that I share with others, and even secrets that are remained to be secrets from me. But, more often than not, my friends are the ones who share their deepest, most desparate secrets to me... rather than the other way around. Although I know secrets that are not that serious (like A has a crush on B, and B... you get the logic), and secrets that are truly deeeeeeeeeeply secretive (you have no idea...), there are times that I cannot keep myself from being bothered by it. Its not that I do not like them sharing their secrets to me, but, there are times that you feel that you're talking a walk in that person's shoes.

Have you ever experienced that bothering feeling that you want to scream your heart out just to free yourself with all of the secrets that are inside of you? And the times that you want to share to someone an experience somebody else experienced, but you stop yourself midway because you promised someone you wouldn't tell it to others? Have you ever felt uncomfortable and guilty talking to someone because you know a secret about him or her and whenever you talk to that person, that particular secret is always popping into your mind? I did, many times.

I 'm not exactly sure if that's the case in terms of other people, but I'm sure, that's the way it often happens to me.

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The past two weeks of my life has been a blur... And the reasons for this, are of course, secrets.

Last Friday, I attended a talk for a particular subject with one of my friend/orgmate (I forced her to join me... haha!), and two of my orgmates. As we sat down to listen and participate to what the speaker told us, I cannot help but make snide remarks about things... Things the speaker said that are supposed to be (in)direct hits to a particular person who are supposedly with me. Its too bad, I think he was just too blind to see what was right in front of him.

And this led into one hell of a YM session with my friend who came with me.

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Another thing, one of my friends is suffering the Slough of Despond, because of something (of course, its a SECRET.). I always thought that her approach of escape is a wrong, and I think she admitted it herself (in her blog). Cheer up, girl, its not the end of the world. Thank God you know that now. Alright, I'm giving you three days more to get over it.

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I just wonder how people change, and remain the same for a long time... It just amazed me how three years in college made us like this.

All of my classmates in highschool, except for us in DLSU are in their sem break.

One of my highschool friend/classmate text me last night with a quote.

I replied, "Hey! Musta?"

Considering that she graduated First Honorable Mention and the EIC of our paper, I almost laughed aloud, and kept my mouth shut at her answer:

"Eto, sem break na. Mejo mahirap yung subject pero thank(sic) God tapos na. BTW, im the president of honors society here in DLSU-DASMA... Ikaw? Musta na?"

Haha.

I pity myself.

But then, I thought to myself, she has always been like this ever since. I think her telling me in every text message she sent that she's a D.L every term should make me get used to it.

AND, I'm a member of the school paper. She's not.

What is the honors society, anyway?

haha.

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Last, I have a question:

What is phantasmagoria?

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Random thoughts....

2006-10-01T18:10:00.000+08:00

Inspired by Chessie Sta. Ana :)

this will be one of those updates which are without any particular topics at all... like the title... any other questions? None? Good. haha... Well then... let's get this show on the road... I mean this update on a roll.... :)

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Thesis is killing me... I simply can't wait to get it over and done with... its only the proposal stage and we're already nearly brain-dead. Stupid topics! Why can't you enter my head?!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That felt good.

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I'm drowning in my school requirements... need I say more? I love (and hate) my majors...

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We only had electricity this morning due to the storm... Those two (okay, nearly three) days without it made me appreciate that I am one of the lucky people who have it...For Net, charging the phone, watching TV... and the list could go on and on....

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I'm suddenly walking through memory lane again. My niece, bless her soul, made me watch Voltes V with her a few weeks ago. Yeah, you know... Voltes V? The one with the Ultraelectromagnetic Top? Voltes Bazooka? Chain Knuckles? And who can forget- Laser Sword? Steve, Mark, Big Bert, Little John, Jamie? These words ring a bell? And who can forget Dr. Armstrong? haha.

I used to remember when I was a kid, that this was one of my favorite animes. I used to nag my Mom that we go to church early so I can watch it in IBC 13 (is it correct?) at 10 am... Jamie was my favorite character back then. And eventually, they put it off air until in 1998 (or 99? Can't remember...) when GMA 7 played it again... ah, memories.

I remember sharing to my orgmate my thoughts about this anime. He said the summary of this anime is simple anyway... Its only composed of one word:

"FAAATTHEERRRR!!!!"

And I guess he's right.

I've been listening to the show's closing song (Searching for Father-"oyani hagureta....") for like twenty times in a row now.

Better stop it.

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Congratulations (for their victory yesterday), good luck and God Bless (tomorrow) to the UST Growling Tigers on their do-or-die battle with the Ateneo Blue Eagles.

Nuff said.

Ahia, I won the bet! I'm waiting for the ice cream you owe me. haha...

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Pansol this weekend!!! Woohoo!!! TLS Kada, let's have fun like there's no tomorrow!!! Joke! Ok... tama na... Maybe some people will comment on this. (you probably know who you are. Crap.)

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Aniv issue article... the horror! Help me God!

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That's all. (",)

one second can make a VERY BIG difference...

2006-09-24T20:12:00.000+08:00

Today is the UAAP Men's Basketball's Finals. UST Growling Tigers (my wish was granted! Haha!) vs. "The" (quote-unquote) Ateneo Blue Eagles.

While watching the game, a queer sense of feeling passed over me. I cannot deny the disappointment in thinking that we should have been the ones cheering, screaming curses at the other team in the game. We should have been ones filling Araneta up to the rafters together either with UST or Ateneo...

I hope we will get to play next year.

AND WE WILL RETURN WITH A VENGEANCE.

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Anyway....

The Ateneans must pay huge tribute today to Lady Luck.

They must thank her today.

Why? Because there is still the chance that she will turn her back to them.

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To the UST community, remember, it was a very good fight. All is still not lost. They just won by one measly point. Retaliate by winning with 10 points higher, and the lead throughout the game into the bargain.

I know you can do it.

Good luck and God bless...

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To the Atenean community, be afraid. Be VERY afraid. You are in for one hell of a game on Thursday. The Tigers will fight back. To Doug Kramer, Chris Tiu, JC Intal, and to the rest of the Blue Eagles, our eyes are on you.

oh boy... here we go...

2006-09-17T21:45:00.001+08:00

I emailed Sir Mariano for an appointment for the thesis proposal tomorrow. I did it because I think one of my thesis mates who was supposed to do it was not able to fix an appointment with him last Friday.

I hoped AND expected that he'll give his reply by tonight.

But he didn't.

Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

Lord, please help us!

Whoa, that felt good. *sigh.

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By the way, congratulations to the UST Growling Tigers in their game against the UE Red Warriors. One more win and they're on their way to the finals (stupid twice to beat privilege!)- and the possibility of beating "The" Ateneo Blue Eagles. Haha.

Yeah, I'm talking about the UAAP...Where we are suspended (but more like kicked out) for a year....

I hope though that we will fill our righteous place next year not only in the Men's Basketball, but for the other teams as well.

With all of the increasing tension, stress, problems, expectations, challenges encountered by people, I wish you all good luck! (Yeah, I mean EVERYONE... not only to the players, coaches, etc.... but also to students, parents, teachers, workers... you get the picture.) ... and most of all, God bless us all. :)

Going over things all over again...

2006-09-16T22:10:00.000+08:00

Due to much prodding from my classmates (Jansen, direct hit ka dito) and from my orgmates, I finally updated. Sorry for the crappy update before. However, I think this update will cater to a limited number of people. To the ones who can relate, sorry for the ranting that I'm doing although you're not the ones at fault. To the people who don't... well, I'm sorry, I'll make up for it... promise! :)

Now that the second term is here, I already mused over important things revolving on my world during the (so-called, week-long) term break. Things concerning my life, friends, org, and of course, my (or our, pertaining to my groupmates and me) the upcoming THESIS.

Setting the impending doom of the thesis proposal submission aside in my mind, I decided to look over the pictures we took during the TBO... or the TLS Barkada Outing, as we lovingly call it. (Really.)

Aside from the sundry walks on the beach ("Ahhhhh!!!! Seaworms!" -Dan Nable), swimming (splashing, pushing, pulling and throwing people to the pool), taking sunset pictures, to the bonfire by the shore, I recalled certain conversations made during that trip, conversations that ranged from the stupid and care free ("Oh-kay, I'm tipsy and YOU'RE drunk!") to the sensible and serious ones. Although I certainly had fun, and every memory is still etched in my mind (its been two weeks, people!), the conversation that gave the most impact to me were his plans...plans to abandon us, leave us in the dark, alone, groping, as well as the truths behind the facade that our heads are currently hiding behind from. I simply cannot believe it. But in order to keep the fun spirit of the trip alive, I pushed it into the far ends of my consiousness although the constant nagging of deadlines are bothering me.

The latter conversation did not bother me much anymore, because some information shared to me were just mere updates to the things told to me. However, a week or so has passed, and regarding the former talks, I think that he will truly execute his plans.... certain things that occurred in the org compelled me to think about it. As I said to someone in the org, Why am I suddenly remembering what you told me then?... It is sooo selfish of him if he will do it. But still...

I admit that our org is currently experiencing rough winds in our sailing, but I at least hoped that whatever happened, OUR (not only their) obligation to the school will come out as the top priority. But sadly, the org had become the outlet of selfish motives of people. Even though I agree that in a publication you will meet the most talented of students, I must add that you will find there the most power-hungry and selfish people ever. So much of being the bastion of truth...

They deserve to be thrown into a lion's den... and then pulled out only after a limb or so is taken out from them.

We are still on the verge of answering open-ended questions.... hope the answers are at hand, though. And they are the right ones. Or else, we're doomed.

Aside from the problems we are currently experiencing, I must add that another imp of darkness is looming near... THESIS.

Sir Mariano is our thesis mentor. Good luck to us.

Hope we will extend only for one term, max.

But as of the moment, we hope that our thesis proposal will be approved...

All-night thesis marathons, Stress, hassles, problems, here I come....

Whatever you plan to throw to me, I have three words for that:

BRING. IT. ON.
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Life goes on people.... whatever problems we have, might as well face it bravely.

As what I've read in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince,

"But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew — and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents — that there was all the difference in the world. "-Chapter 23, "Horcruxes"

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On a lighter note, I think a few words are due to people:

As Chessie, and the other people expressed either personally, or through blogs or YM:

To the hardworking organizers of the trip-a Super big thanks! 'Twas one of the best outings I've been in.

To the people who were there- For one hell of a trip, THANK YOU!!! You made my begging to go on the outing worth it all....

Pansol next!

Chessie- about what you shared to me, don't worry, Its not that bad. He's not that much of an assuming person, unlike others. He told me, though to ask it to you. haha. :)

Jansen-here's the updates you're nagging me to do.

Camille- my fellow Olympian, don't mind the incident and the mere mortal we talked about... Goddesses are not compelled to worry about such mundane things. ;)

Ahia BC-Pansol!!! haha! I'll come from the ends of the earth if necessary... Hope it will be as good as the first one, or better, if possible. ;)

Camry- I miss you girl!!! Its been a week!

Candy- After Eden!

Cheska and Steph-God bless and Good luck to us!

COMM people- Good luck in the thesis process!

TLS people-hello everyone!!! 7 (or so) issue to go! We can do it!

to some people out there-I don't know if you're hit or not.... but whatever happens, I hope you will have the sense to see what's RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU, and a conscience, too.. I might add ...But as for now, for me, you still deserve to be thrown into a lion's den....

That's all....

After 10 years...

2006-07-26T22:32:00.000+08:00

Yup, I'm updating! after like, 10 years... well, not really, but that close though...

Anyway, as we had no classes last Monday and yesterday, I should have finished all of my requirements for all of my subjects, as I am already given by God nearly four days to finish it, but dear little me "was too tired" (ahem.) because of...

...Cinemalaya! haha! I loved watching the movies! And its even better if you watch it with people who appreciate these kinds of films (malamang, mga Photo and A&G people eh... and isa pa palang Univ! Hi Tanya!)... and if you can ask to get some pictures who stars in the movies played like Tulad ng Dati - Jett is the best! (pwede na rin si Sid Lucero... I loved his acting in Donsol.)

For people who have no frigging idea on what the hell I'm talking about, watch the Cinemalaya Film festival next year...

Blame Jansen for this stupid update... I'm too sleepy to make out at least once decent sentence... Next time, promise. I'll make it all up....

"I'll be remembering you."

2006-03-30T13:23:00.000+08:00

Yeah, I will.

I'll be remembering every single thing you did.

I just bought after much prodding, begging and convincing my Mom (because she's kinda practical most of the time) to buy the Music Inspired by The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe soundtrack. I was looking for the score soundtrack (you know, the background orchestral sounds you hear), but its unavailable. I think we don't have it here yet. Anyway, i just bought this CD, but its just as good. It is inspiring, in a way.

I know my friend Dinah will kill me for buying it instead of the Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire newly-released VCD (and its cheaper than the soundtrack, by the way). She'll say I'm starting to be a traitor to the wizarding world or something. But I think she perfectly knows that this Narnia mania is temporary, like my Harry Potter sickness that occasionally occurs when a book or movie is released.

Anyway, aside from the CD (which I'm currently listening to right now), what occured (or is it occurred? Who cares?) the main idea of my blog is mainly about the occurrences which transpired to our org last week till today.

To put it simply, even though the fiasco is already cleared and all, the original atmosphere in our org was never back. Its like... um... how do I put it? Um, maybe... a mirror. You know the comparison, like break it once, even if you glue it back, it will never be the same mirror again, the cracks will leave a mark that will always be remembered, felt and seen.

As I listened to my CD, these words came back to me:

"And I'll watch the cold winter melts into spring
And I'll be remembering you
Oh and I'll smell the flowers and hear the birds sing
And I'll be remembering you
And I'll be remembering you ."*

Upon listening to these lines, I came to realize that I'll be remembering not only the people who are in the org, but mostly the memorable memories we have all shared there. Sure, there were some problems, which of course is inevitable, but we eventually figured it all out. But this is different.

There are some questions that I would like to be first cleared before I will understand why all these things have to be so...

I think these lines should be my lodestar for now:

"Its like daylight
At midnight
Its my favorite dream where nothing's really as it seems
Don't wake me
Just take me
AND I'LL BELIEVE ."**

Tell me, show me how. Convince me...

That's all for now.

* Remembering You-Steven Curtis Chapman
** I Will Believe-Nichole Nordeman

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Did we have fireworks for dinner?

2006-03-24T22:25:00.000+08:00

No, I didn't. But I think there were some who did... I wonder what happened this afternoon during our open forum... What would I give just to have been there and seen all the action (if ever there was).

Watching it would have been the thrill of a lifetime. Knowing my org's reaction my have cleared my mind in what my read stand would have been and if it will stay that way.

But alas, I'm just at home, but joyously at home because my prodigal photopaper box and negatives are found this afternoon.

Many thanks to Yoa, Jansen and Jhoanna. I owe my life to them.

What do you think?

2006-03-13T03:18:00.000+08:00

Haven't you ever wondered that at times, why your school tends to earn your ire when you graduate?

Like you just suddenly remember all of the pains and the irresistible urge to wring the necks of your teachers when you recalled all of the things they did to you?

I did, unfortunately...just this moment.

My Mom and I went to church just this morning... And I chanced to look at a gate beside the church where my former school usually hang the oh-so-coveted banner, announcing the they're-so-great-and-good-so-smart-the-best-in-the-west-no-one-can-beat-them-according-to-my-school's-poor-opinion UPCAT passers... aside from the usual banner of the free clinic check-ups and the banner annoucing the acceptance of some applicants for teachers and the come-on-enroll-now-at-our-school banner.

Anyway, when I was in the fourth year, my oh-so-great school already posted a banner announcing the passers around two weeks after our results were given, which is around last or this week. Same goes for the batch after us, which is last year. I kinda noticed that our school did not post any of those stupid banners this year...

And of course, I gloated it to my Mom...

I told her, "Mama, tignan mo, wala pa yung UPCAT passers...Baka walang pumasa." I added with satisfaction, though I admit that it is wrong.

I can't really pinpoint the real reason on why I graduated with spite for my former school... thinking about it usually went down to the following (possible) reasons:

1)I was a student ever since pre-elementary to high school. I've been a living witness on the growth and deterioration of my school.

2)I do not like SOME of my teachers. They were totally um,... antipatika.

3)The facilities are (that's right... present tense. ) useless.

4)I never really learned much. I relied to learn through books, and my classmates who are more capable of teaching than my other teachers.

5)The administration people are so obnoxious...

... the list can go on... It feels so good to see the demise of something that caused you misery, right?:)

Especially when they deserve it.

tra la la...

2006-02-22T15:06:00.000+08:00

Today, as of now, we are certified web page masters through the help of our professor, Sir Mariano. Only now, as I think about it, it just amazes me that I was able to do what he tasked us to do without any mishaps- in short, I SURVIVED.

For someone who relied on making the my barkada's website to my other friends, and the one who had no idea on how to make a website, I can say that my first "official" website was not as bad as I expected it to be. Heck, the only thing that I know in making sites is that it can be only made in Notepad or in Front Page. After that idea, I have no inkling on what is supposed to be done..

I know I should have paid more attention in my computer classes back then...

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after like... two years?

2006-02-21T15:05:00.000+08:00

My classmate, Jansen Musico, is the one to blame in this update.

Honestly, I have been debating with myself whether I will continue in updating my blog. Seriously, I have so many things to do in my life that 24 hours a day is too short to keep up with my activities (not to mention I need more time to sleep).

Ever since I started my Majors, I tend to initiate a fear within myself that of all the days of the week, I dread Mondays most of all. It is not the fact that I have to wake up early beacause it is a new week crap, or
that I have so many papers or requirements to submit for my subjects. No, there is only one thing that I dread the most-

INTROFI. Or to put it in more formal words, INTRODUCTION TO FILM.

I developed a phobia for Mondays on the day that I met (as in like, met, you know...) Sir Vince Groyon. Yup, you saw that, alright. THE Sir Groyon... Palanca Award Winner, Book Something Awardee... Sir Groyon earned the reputation of one of the 'gods' in the world of communication. And here you are, a neophyte in the world of Communication Arts, just being thrown into this myriad of questions, theories or explanations that you don't have an inkling on what it is really about.

And I decided to take this-um, challenge, I mean, subject every Mondays. So like, for the whole term, I dread Mondays most of all because we dealt with all sorts of mental exercises in this 3-hour period.

Quizzes, Papers, reports, tests-you name them, we did them.

And I think the most challenging thought of it all was that you have to make your grades in your quizzes, papers or reports to be at par with the expectations or level of excellence that the are accustomed to...

There were times that I feel really depressed at the thought of so many requirements to submit but those problems seem to be a bit lighter or fade out even at the thought that I already took INTROFI that week, and that the worst part of the week is already over.

But its not really that bad, I guess. Because when all hope still fails, I was able to pass this subject, and I don't know how I was able to do it... Just got lucky, maybe.

Its not that I do not care about my other majors, I mean, Sir Doy, Sir Mariano and Miss Diaz are really that great and all, but, I don't know... maybe the stories my fellow Com Arts majors who are upperclassmen told me are already taking its toll... and I was affected by it- a lot.

Anyway, that was last term. This term, I face the challenge of taking RADIPRO and FOTOCAM at the same day... and I don't really know which of the two is the reason of the decaying of my brain.

Ah, RADIPRO and FOTOCAM. How I love it, yet I hate it at the same time for the same reasons as INTROFI. The submission of the contact, final, expressive and original prints, the grueling task of grading them, the submission of the CDs with your PSAs of CEAs...

Aside from it all, the super long discussions that seems to go on forever...

Now I feel that the end is really near.

Lord have mercy on me... I promise I'll be good from now on if I survive FOTOCAM and RADIPRO with my sanity still intact. Promise, I will.

by the way... Happy Birthday Jonah!!! Libre! Libre!!!

the long wait is over... (thank God)...

2005-12-16T13:05:00.000+08:00

Woohoo!!!

Last day of the finals...

last day of my suffering!!!

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!

Anyway, we had our INTROFI finals today.... and it turned out that it was not as bad as I expected it to be... ok, fine, it is as bad as it can be... and from now on, I think I will hear Joe's (from Blue's Clues) song "We just got a letter, We just got a letter, We just got a letter, I wonder who its from?" and I will associate it with Peter, my classmate...

Before my INTROFI test, Stan and I went to see our prof in this subject...we asked if we can just submit our requirements as it is... well, he instead said that he will still make it incomplete, because we are not able to secure the waiver...

(to some people who have no idea what I'm talking about, this is the idea: for a certain subject, which is our majors, we have to interview someone in print media for our finals... we were able to interview one (who, of course, I will not name), and we are not still able to pass our requirements due to something the interviewee can't give because of her "busy" schedule...)

If we won't be able to have it... we'll gonna fail...

I, of course cannot let that happen...

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Stan called up an editor from the Manila Bulletin (people tell me the people there are nice chaps... well, good for them. The people in where we interviewed our dear (ehem...) interviewee are complete.... um... (just put the worst words you can think of here...), while I was determined to talk to her again... beg her, if I have to... because I don't want to have a failed grade...

Anyway, Stan said that the editor agreed... and went to Rockwell after, while I expected him to go with me to that cursed office and help me convince her to sign the stupid waiver... Oh well... it all depended on me...

I arrived at the cursed office a few minutes before 4... safely, I think, because I arrived there in one piece (thank God.). the grouchy security guard that the interviewee was just having a coffeebreak (like she arrived in the office at 3 pm, and it was just 4 pm... sheesh..)....

Great.

So I waited... and waited... and waited... Then I saw my orgmate from TLS. He was there to pickup his GF, who is taking up journalism in this paper... Anyway, I waited with him and he introduced his girlfriend to me... and saw HER (the interviewee). She did not hear me call her, so ,my orgamte's GF called her for me (thanks, by the way...:))

You know what? She said "Oh, the note... wait a minute, I'll get it for you...". Ok, its fine. So i said I'll wait... then after a few freaking minutes, I asked the receptionist if I can enter the editorial room, because i have that sinking feeling that she forgot...

Eventually, I was allowed, and I entered the office... I looked around, expecting her to write the measly note for me... and you know what is she doing???!!!!!

SHE WAS TALKING TO HER CELLPHONE AND WAS TYPING SOME WORDS IN HER COMPUTER WHILE I WAS WAITING THERE OUTSIDE THEIR OFFICE!!! I went to her and asked if she can sign the waiver if she had ALREADY read the transcript...

And she answered (While her head is staring in front of the computer) "Kasi naman, why are you giving me this, while you sHould have given me time to read it... it's thick kasi eh...and there are some wrong spelling (crap.) blah... blah... blah..."

Ha! considering the fact that we already gave it to her nearly two weeks ago, and its only 5 measly pages long... And as if she's working for the top 3 newspaper... like duh...Feeler.

Anyway, I just told her that we really need to have the waiver signed or else we will fail our subject, and we came from Laguna(which is my case) so she agreed. On the minute she was about to sign, she added "I'll put here that I wasn't able to read the whole transcript.."

Who cares? I need that waiver... I need the transcript, and she had the guts to leave it at home...

Eventually, she signed it, and I thanked her nicely (of course! I was taught to be polite...) even though she did not look at me anymore... feeler talaga.

so, to wrap it all up, I was able to go home (still in one piece)... Stan sent me the transcript and I'm editing it while updating this blog... and reading fanfiction.net..

YAY!!!ITS REALLY OVER!!!!

But....

Course card day...is coming soon....

this day keeps on getting better and better...

2005-12-15T09:55:00.000+08:00

Woohoo!!! I just had my accommodation for majors this morning... And my perfect schedule was marred by a stupid subject... through the help of our beloved academic assistant...

Picture this:

You woke up at 6:00 am after sleeping at around 3 am, struggling to finish your last final paper for a major subject (that's INBROAD! I actually finished it!!!)... after eating a hasty breakfast, and a fast bath, you grab your clothes and sprint towards the bus terminal, praying to God that there will be no traffic so you can adjust early. then lo and behold... in a span of five minutes, heavy traffic is right in front of your nose.

Eternities later, you finally step into the front gate of the torture chamber... I mean, your school. Then, make a mad dash to the college building only to find that the line alreay stretched out till the end of the steps to the third floor... by the way, Before all of this, you texted a batchmate of yours to save you a slot, so you won't wait this long. She did save you a slot (Thanks Timmy!)but thanks to the abysmal traffic, you arrived a measly minute late... and she's already inside the office, making her adjsutments, and of course, if you have delikadeza, you obviously wouldn't cut in line, diba?

So it begins... you wait... and wait... and wait... till you get your turn... You sit in front of your academic assistant, as if awaiting judgment... You smile and greet the fiend from hell, and tell her of the subjects you want to be accommodated.

She puts you in some of the classes... Then... sasabihin nya...

"Hindi ka pwede dito sa section na 'to kasi may bukas pa na section dito..."

Crap. You have no choice but to agree...

Then she says... "Ayusin mo na lang etong RELSTRI... maghanap ka ng ibang section... "

Like, hello? Kaya nga nag-accommodate sa subject na 'to eh... So para maayos yung class sched, and she had the guts na magalit...

So then, labas na naman ako... inayos ko na lang for like 3 times yung sched para matapos na lahat... Then I went back inside the torture chamber, and eventually, naayos din, even though I hate my next term schedule to death...

I submitted my paper in INBROAD......

Then, I climbed up to our office (that's 5th flr, so this is no easy feat)... anyway, I told my dad through the phone of my new sched.. like as if he has any choice, diba?

Anyway...my friend Nicole, and I discussed my adventures in my college building... Oh well... another term awaits...

Course card is fast approaching!!! Run for the hills!!!

INTROFI test tomorrow!!! Wish me luck...

I will sleep early today. No Buts, No questions...

While updating this journal, I'm checking my mail and reading fanfiction.net, instead of studying for my test...

Sheesh... I need to set my priorities straight... starting now...

there's always a start...

2005-12-14T12:51:00.000+08:00

My friends can say that i am not a loser anymore!!! Sheesh... my first blog entry ever...

Anyway, I just had one of my worst days in my entire life... the reasons?
Here they are:

1) finals in Intreco (damn, this test drove me crazy!)
2) I still have to do my INBROAD paper. (at least Sir Doy is pretty nice to us about it...)
3) Our requirements for INPRINT (I would just love to see this building burn, get struck by lightning, be swept away by a flood, or be shattered by an earthquake... any one of this will be good...)
4) INTRORE and INTROFI drove me nuts!!!
5) I want to sleep, yet I can't...

This is one heck of a term!!!

By the way, TV Patrol said that there will be a meteor shower tonight... Fat chance, clouds covered the sky tonight, and rain is pattering on my roof...

I want to know the Story of Etheria... I think it will be another laugh like Encantadia... Encantadia had a good plot, though, I just didn't like the mushy romance... The language is great, yet I prefer Tolkien's Elvish language...or Rowling's spells....

"Asnamon voyanazar..." not as good as "Avada Kedavra".

I prefer to cast spells... to burn a certain building near the Anda Circle...

By the way... Avatar is the best!