So yes, Ariane, we're too bored to do decent stuff.
Yesterday all I did probably was text Clarence. And I mean text Clarence all day and all night. Since she's still on unlimited text mode I somehow feel comfortable just disturbing her in the middle of the day. In fact, we've been talking for three days now (and still counting). We've talked about too many things, from blog layouts (I couldn't start on mine) to philosophical questions (go figure, please) to mosquitos ("Malamok ba diyan? Dito sa'min oo, sa labas") to carabaos ("Sa Pulilan, sa maraming kalabaw"). I slept at midnight again, and woke up at three in the morning again with the same wheezing I've had the past days. I slept in the sofa after that. And, yes, i woke up at ten in the morning, feeling sick.
Nothing is happening, I know. I don't know what to write even. So I'll end up going extremely random again.
One photo I liked today is that of Jaja in the province (have you seen it in her blog? Scroll way down), for some extraordinary reason. I bet you've been enjoying your vacation; as for me, I'm stuck thinking of blog layouts and sicknesses. (Like what Les said, taking the cue from Rene Descartes, weirdly: I think, therefore I am. I think I'm sick, therefore I am sick. However, I'm battling against it, thankfully.)
And, finally, I'll be uploading a few photos from course card distribution day, although you guys still have to wait for next year to see them in Fifth Year Holler.
This, my dear readers, is the story of the ill-fated chocolate oatmeal bars I was supposed to give to Jackie for Christmas.
I obviously haven't got anything to do. (Silently freaking out, weirdly.)
And then, I miss my blockmates, so I wonder if the next term is worth looking forward for.
Okay, Niko, you're just too bored. But since you still have around a week to work with the vacation, you better get yourself busy, so that the daydreams stop haunting you. If only radio stations in Manila played my kind of music...
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