We're changing Economics teachers (and apparently he's got a reputation, as John said). I'm getting a new ID on Friday, which means two more days of gate passes. Jason's got this blog. And it was really noisy at the amphitheater - but the program hasn't started by then yet.
Now that I've tossed everything else out of view, the main story of the past eighteen hours: Student Council obligations.
Yesterday afternoon, the LA Core meeting had us act as reinforcements for the Arts College Assembly's handbook information program, which means we answer students' questions on the changed policies, and we give away new copies of the student handbook. At the photography lab at the second floor of the Miguel building - which made me a tad scared about the equipment we are supposed to get once we take our majors, with me seeing those OCM batchmates handling SLRs - those LA Core members who showed up, along with... (what's his name agin? I should've paid attention at the listings at the bulletin board) - worked on stuff to make sure people really look at what's been posted about the changes. Also, we handle a bit of manpower at the booth today and on Friday. I took an afternoon slot - coincidentally, where my AVP Anna also is - and went off with Jino for home, talking about nothing at all, but still thinking of formats to make sure the ID policy gets seen on a mock-up ID.
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5/31/2006
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5/30/2006
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So, right at this very moment, unless I'm terribly wrong - Cuyeg's walking somewhere (or standing up), Kizia's at the GMG recruitment booth getting some sleep, and I'm wondering how the heck my ID got a crack in it.
The last thing, at least, I'm sure it's happening right now.
No wonder my ID didn't go beep when I went into the campus before Earth Sciences lab. I thought the PC was hanging up, so they let me in. Then today the same happened, and there I was, surprised at the apparently successful attempt by my campus lifeline to commit suicide. I'll be getting a new ID in two to three days, according to the nice lady at the spot near the South Gate where those with IDs either missing in action, or just plain missing, go.
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The last thing, at least, I'm sure it's happening right now.
No wonder my ID didn't go beep when I went into the campus before Earth Sciences lab. I thought the PC was hanging up, so they let me in. Then today the same happened, and there I was, surprised at the apparently successful attempt by my campus lifeline to commit suicide. I'll be getting a new ID in two to three days, according to the nice lady at the spot near the South Gate where those with IDs either missing in action, or just plain missing, go.
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5/29/2006
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Within the weekend, all I probably did was rush around and get stuff done. Again. And then, when I get to school I would find out that Sir Puno wasn't coming in - much cause of celebration for some, but for me, another two days of agonizing reading. I somehow want things to be done, so that we can easily move on to the next - in this case, though, it hasn't.
But at least Filipino 2 reporting is through. Although it seems that we're to pursue the issue of English as medium of instruction, the company (or at least the false sense of it) has been worth it. Stuff still ends up happening, though - me calling Bea in the middle of the night because I forgot to attach the written report in my email, Diane calling me in the middle of a mass, and me getting all tangled up in between apostles, language barriers, and collage ideas.
Also, during the weekend, I saw my thread at the FAST 2005 Batch Assembly Yahoo! group collapse to confusion between me and Niko de Castro. Jaja's suggestion: call me Henrik instead, an idea which Sars liked. (Before he thought the two batch representatives were talking to me because I was being addresses as Niko, my nickname. He would announce, "I'm lost.") I think Jaja wanted to remember my real first name whenever we do seatworks together in Economics class, but anyway...
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But at least Filipino 2 reporting is through. Although it seems that we're to pursue the issue of English as medium of instruction, the company (or at least the false sense of it) has been worth it. Stuff still ends up happening, though - me calling Bea in the middle of the night because I forgot to attach the written report in my email, Diane calling me in the middle of a mass, and me getting all tangled up in between apostles, language barriers, and collage ideas.
Also, during the weekend, I saw my thread at the FAST 2005 Batch Assembly Yahoo! group collapse to confusion between me and Niko de Castro. Jaja's suggestion: call me Henrik instead, an idea which Sars liked. (Before he thought the two batch representatives were talking to me because I was being addresses as Niko, my nickname. He would announce, "I'm lost.") I think Jaja wanted to remember my real first name whenever we do seatworks together in Economics class, but anyway...
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5/26/2006
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The first BA slash LA Core meeting was fun, although I found myself keeping quiet because I honestly didn't know what to do. I met my (should I call her this?) partner-in-crime Anna, but she had to leave early for some reason. There's the few things being cooked up, and I don't know whether I could mention this now, but it's been amazing. Last night I was busy working the bits of the emails and was giving out pretty nice suggestions, apparently.
Well, anyway, somehow I'm out to disprove things, and I'm pretty happy with how Religion 2 class has been going on, so far. The handouts have been pretty easy-to-understand, and although we can expect a quiz on Monday definitely because we're asked already to read two handouts, fresh off the MRDO.
One funny thing along the way was, the person with me asked to pick up the handouts just noticed the fountain along the SJ Walk - to be exact, this little waterfall thing. Oh, and hasn't anyone realized a walk down SJ Walk would be really dark soon, because the roof would go against us? It should have gone up, not down.
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Well, anyway, somehow I'm out to disprove things, and I'm pretty happy with how Religion 2 class has been going on, so far. The handouts have been pretty easy-to-understand, and although we can expect a quiz on Monday definitely because we're asked already to read two handouts, fresh off the MRDO.
One funny thing along the way was, the person with me asked to pick up the handouts just noticed the fountain along the SJ Walk - to be exact, this little waterfall thing. Oh, and hasn't anyone realized a walk down SJ Walk would be really dark soon, because the roof would go against us? It should have gone up, not down.
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5/25/2006
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Is it too late to regret decisions made? It seems everybody else but me took somebody else for Religion 2 class - and I know what Marcia has gone through, but nevertheless I stuck it out with Sir Puno. I heard that Jackie left the class, because "ayokong magka-1.5".
The past two days have been a bit of a rush, I guess. Yesterday I was talking with people - I couldn't remember who, obviously, because it has indeed been a rush - but I remember a few details, obviously. There was Miss Ayie giving a long speech (for lack of a better term) on what President Arroyo is wrong with the attempt to switch the medium of instruction back to English, and before that we weren't done with the policies (and, as Cuyeg just mentioned today, us reading the entire Acts of the Apostles within two weeks), and a surprise homework in Economics class - simply because not everybody has read stuff. So me and Jaja paired up and began to work with opportunity costs and the production-possibility frontier.
I hate graphs. I find it funny that Kim isn't using the bag I gave as a birthday gift because of the giftwrapping.
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The past two days have been a bit of a rush, I guess. Yesterday I was talking with people - I couldn't remember who, obviously, because it has indeed been a rush - but I remember a few details, obviously. There was Miss Ayie giving a long speech (for lack of a better term) on what President Arroyo is wrong with the attempt to switch the medium of instruction back to English, and before that we weren't done with the policies (and, as Cuyeg just mentioned today, us reading the entire Acts of the Apostles within two weeks), and a surprise homework in Economics class - simply because not everybody has read stuff. So me and Jaja paired up and began to work with opportunity costs and the production-possibility frontier.
I hate graphs. I find it funny that Kim isn't using the bag I gave as a birthday gift because of the giftwrapping.
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5/25/2006
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Okay. So this is weird, me addressing an entire entry to a person I've talked to only once, and that's on the phone.
I'll push through, anyway. This one's for you, Mo Twister.
I'd love to blame you for keeping me up on summer nights spent with the aircon on, the radio on, and my hands bound against flipping the tuner. Or, for making my mind go crazy over what - heavy people, guessing identities, love advice that literally digs deep. And to think I thought you're gone forever.
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I'll push through, anyway. This one's for you, Mo Twister.
I'd love to blame you for keeping me up on summer nights spent with the aircon on, the radio on, and my hands bound against flipping the tuner. Or, for making my mind go crazy over what - heavy people, guessing identities, love advice that literally digs deep. And to think I thought you're gone forever.
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5/24/2006
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Michelle? I don't know if I should say this, but eat your heart out on this.
I just came from that big back-to-school gig at U-Break, and admittedly all we were waiting for is for 6cyclemind to perform. Imagine nine people at the Old Spaghetti House rushing to get stuff done, orders paid and, despite the rain, watch the gig.
Indeed the gig was delayed by a few minutes because it began to rain so hard. Somewhere near the amphitheater's legitimate backstage, around ten of us were waiting - and of course, there was Jana and Ale, reflective of true, unabashed groupie-ness.
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I just came from that big back-to-school gig at U-Break, and admittedly all we were waiting for is for 6cyclemind to perform. Imagine nine people at the Old Spaghetti House rushing to get stuff done, orders paid and, despite the rain, watch the gig.
Indeed the gig was delayed by a few minutes because it began to rain so hard. Somewhere near the amphitheater's legitimate backstage, around ten of us were waiting - and of course, there was Jana and Ale, reflective of true, unabashed groupie-ness.
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5/23/2006
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Or better yet, claustrophobic paranoids. That's exactly how I felt yesterday, the first day of a new school year. It seems that everything's suddenly blown to extreme proportions. There's a lot of people, new and old, and it seems that, in one way or another, someone's bound to recognize you. Or, in my case, you're anxious to see someone who recognizes you and feels bad because there isn't. And there's just too many people packing an under-renovation SJ Walk. If you know just too many people - yes, that many people - you might not just escape the famous corridor. Mon hasn't, but I felt the need to drag him.
There wasn't anything spectacula with the start of my sophomore year, though. I went home last night with a splitting headache and thought the first term would be really boring. (And I mean yawn-yawn boring.) I slept at around nine last night and thought I didn't have much to do yet. But that's what's expected, actually.
Rewind to yesterday morning, and I stepped in the campus without much hesitation. I knew I had blockmates as classmates in some of my classes: John, Cuyeg, Joy and Dhi were with me in both Earth Science classes, and MC was also on the lecture equivalent. After meeting with Kevin and Jino early in the morning - they were on their way to a reattempt of Algebra class, and I found out that Kevin's my classmate in Computer class - I went up to M308 and realized I had Gaby as classmate for Religion 2 class.
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There wasn't anything spectacula with the start of my sophomore year, though. I went home last night with a splitting headache and thought the first term would be really boring. (And I mean yawn-yawn boring.) I slept at around nine last night and thought I didn't have much to do yet. But that's what's expected, actually.
Rewind to yesterday morning, and I stepped in the campus without much hesitation. I knew I had blockmates as classmates in some of my classes: John, Cuyeg, Joy and Dhi were with me in both Earth Science classes, and MC was also on the lecture equivalent. After meeting with Kevin and Jino early in the morning - they were on their way to a reattempt of Algebra class, and I found out that Kevin's my classmate in Computer class - I went up to M308 and realized I had Gaby as classmate for Religion 2 class.
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5/22/2006
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Yes, this entry is more than a week overdue, but I guess it's better late than never.
After finally buying the slippers, plus an extra bag for good measure, and getting home on a rainy afternoon, I was half-panicking about what to do. I presumed the traffic to Island Cove was terrible, and thus I was close to rushing my dad to bring me there. Even more weirdly, I was wearing the beach attire prescribed at the invitation, and I was pretty sure things would get splittery-splattery.
Forty minutes later, I had arrived at Island Cove, in between text messages with Ariane on her trip, and with Kim on the change of venue. Days before, that unanticipated typhoon was probably driving her crazy, and thankfully the venue was moved to a roofed location. It was terribly raining when I finally arrived, and it felt like I was bound to get messy or something. I got in, got seated (with Lau, according to Kim) and waited. It was ten minutes before the announced time.
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After finally buying the slippers, plus an extra bag for good measure, and getting home on a rainy afternoon, I was half-panicking about what to do. I presumed the traffic to Island Cove was terrible, and thus I was close to rushing my dad to bring me there. Even more weirdly, I was wearing the beach attire prescribed at the invitation, and I was pretty sure things would get splittery-splattery.
Forty minutes later, I had arrived at Island Cove, in between text messages with Ariane on her trip, and with Kim on the change of venue. Days before, that unanticipated typhoon was probably driving her crazy, and thankfully the venue was moved to a roofed location. It was terribly raining when I finally arrived, and it felt like I was bound to get messy or something. I got in, got seated (with Lau, according to Kim) and waited. It was ten minutes before the announced time.
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5/20/2006
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Pray for the Da Vinci Code attempt. But Clarence has seen it, and so have everybody else, probably.
I don't know - I was gracefully distracted last night from stuff by classic rock on crackling medium wave and conversations jumping from summit videos to trimestral systems to crossing Pedro Gil to, as usual, dreams. Clarence's entry was pretty weird, I guess, that our conversation jumped from what she saw to retention techniques. And then she was off posting stuff on the blog again.
Then again, I feel like I've accomplished something big.
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I don't know - I was gracefully distracted last night from stuff by classic rock on crackling medium wave and conversations jumping from summit videos to trimestral systems to crossing Pedro Gil to, as usual, dreams. Clarence's entry was pretty weird, I guess, that our conversation jumped from what she saw to retention techniques. And then she was off posting stuff on the blog again.
Then again, I feel like I've accomplished something big.
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5/19/2006
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It sucks, you know, knowing that you've got four entries to upload but realize you're not really that prepared for it. I texted Ale yesterday after enrolling to prepare for the BonoSoc article I promised her and Nico. I haven't transferred the pictures from Kim's debut to the Internet yet because I'm working against time and connections. I haven't done my thinking for the entry regarding my phone call to Mo Twister a few days back. (Seriously, I did, and if you were paying attention I was put on air. By now I might've uploaded the sound clip of the phone call.)
Right now, though, I'm still cuddling Clarence's new layout as if I had to experience labor, the way pregnant women do, for it. I received a text message from her last night, and obviously she was still very excited for the fact that people are liking it - and I am as well. Obviously, of course.
But things aren't quickly falling into place, and last night I was at my most resentful. Either I'm getting anxious over experiencing everything again in school, or I'm just getting terribly impatient with things. Suddenly I don't know where I would actually place myself, if I should place myself anywhere at all.
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Right now, though, I'm still cuddling Clarence's new layout as if I had to experience labor, the way pregnant women do, for it. I received a text message from her last night, and obviously she was still very excited for the fact that people are liking it - and I am as well. Obviously, of course.
But things aren't quickly falling into place, and last night I was at my most resentful. Either I'm getting anxious over experiencing everything again in school, or I'm just getting terribly impatient with things. Suddenly I don't know where I would actually place myself, if I should place myself anywhere at all.
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5/18/2006
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Six people were huddled together on one desk one Thursday afternoon. The food was at the table; six packs of similar lunches, somehownot perfectly cooked - and then there were six whatever-you-really-call-it that were actually individually-wrapped slices of bread. (I couldn't really perfectly describe it.) All six were wearing either white or green - they were asked to, they couldn't do anything about it - and one was opening up about his past, when conversations switched to high schools.
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5/13/2006
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But no, I'm not going for Katharine McPhee. In fact, I'm going for Taylor Hicks. It just sucks to hear that she wasn't eliminated this week even if she was pitchy in places. But most importantly, there's something spooky with her that reminds me of something else.
Well, it did rain today. It's been raining hard since last night, and I know for a fact that not everyone's happy about it. Martin's been doubting my attendance, somehow. Kim's been asking for prayers. As for me, I'm worrying about my slippers.
And I've been procrastinating slippers all day.
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Well, it did rain today. It's been raining hard since last night, and I know for a fact that not everyone's happy about it. Martin's been doubting my attendance, somehow. Kim's been asking for prayers. As for me, I'm worrying about my slippers.
And I've been procrastinating slippers all day.
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5/11/2006
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Last night I was finally working on the new photo-powered links area, which will be up any time soon. I had twenty-five photos done, and I was resting my elbow (and pulling off delays) when I decided to work on the twenty-sixth - coincidentally, Kizia's photo - and when I finally was to save the photo, something went wrong.
"Internal error occured," the application said. It had to insult me further and repeat it twice. I finally got through importing the edited and cropped photo to my USB drive, and it was not ruined, thankfully.
So where's the endearing part? The line I was supposed to launch - only she had the capability to make my dad's laptop hang - it doesn't seem to work. And it also sounds rude.
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"Internal error occured," the application said. It had to insult me further and repeat it twice. I finally got through importing the edited and cropped photo to my USB drive, and it was not ruined, thankfully.
So where's the endearing part? The line I was supposed to launch - only she had the capability to make my dad's laptop hang - it doesn't seem to work. And it also sounds rude.
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5/10/2006
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"Bravery is saying no to what you believe is no."
Seriously, it's pretty hard to write entries when you know someone is looking at your shoulder. So please, I think I need my privacy...
...thank you. Now to continue the entry that's surprisingly up.
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Seriously, it's pretty hard to write entries when you know someone is looking at your shoulder. So please, I think I need my privacy...
...thank you. Now to continue the entry that's surprisingly up.
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5/08/2006
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This is my shopping checklist for Saturday night.
Collared shirt, large. I think a little summer design would work here.
Board shorts. Waist line: thirty-two. Or thirty-four, I'm terribly unsure.
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Collared shirt, large. I think a little summer design would work here.
Board shorts. Waist line: thirty-two. Or thirty-four, I'm terribly unsure.
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5/07/2006
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Now that I'm pretty close to going home, I guess this is going to be my last entry for a pretty long time. Within the next two weeks, its going to be, in no particular order, school enrollment, wardrobe updates and a debut to attend. (How many times have I mentioned Kim's debut in the past week?) And then, after all of that, school - finally, we're going back to normalcy. I think it's only me who's starting to die of boredom, though.
I'm suddenly feeling sad for myself, uselessly.
So what else? I've finished upgrades, I've got a little eat-out to attend to, I've given what I called the "sissiest answer I could ever give to someone", and I've made another chatboard out of Les' blog talking to Sars.
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I'm suddenly feeling sad for myself, uselessly.
So what else? I've finished upgrades, I've got a little eat-out to attend to, I've given what I called the "sissiest answer I could ever give to someone", and I've made another chatboard out of Les' blog talking to Sars.
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5/05/2006
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Or, why we should be singing along to some song, preferably one sung in the 70s, whenever we're going back home. I don't know, that line just popped up my head when I was listening to Manila and, consequently, began thinking of those who virtually live most of their lives in the city because they just have to.
I did text Ariane last night, but she didn't reply - I guess it was a really fun eighteenth whatever, implying from Kizia's entry on it - until this morning. (Eighteenth year stress this early? I wonder what'll happen to me, but turning eighteen for women is an entirely different case than turning eighteen for men, much more when turning twenty.) Why, then?
"Tila nakaligtaan ko sa kawalan ang aking telepono eh..."
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I did text Ariane last night, but she didn't reply - I guess it was a really fun eighteenth whatever, implying from Kizia's entry on it - until this morning. (Eighteenth year stress this early? I wonder what'll happen to me, but turning eighteen for women is an entirely different case than turning eighteen for men, much more when turning twenty.) Why, then?
"Tila nakaligtaan ko sa kawalan ang aking telepono eh..."
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5/04/2006
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So, minutes ago, I almost forgot about Ariane's birthday because I was extremely distracted about our PC being almost done and all that. I guess all I did was test new applications that were threatening to bring back the graphic designer in me. However, I'm not yet working on the new layout, simply because it's almost over, and I guess I should be enjoying myself once in a while.
And, I personally feel that I'm ought to give apologies to a lot of people recently. Katia, for example, after that full name mention. And Ariane for almost forgetting the greeting. And, maybe, Kim (well, maybe not) for again tagging using her name by mistake.
And then, to the world, because I have officially broken my I-won't-watch-PBB vow. Or maybe it's because, as me and Katia agreed on yesterday (we finally caught each other online), I find myself relating to it in some aspects. (I think I mentioned that before.)
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And, I personally feel that I'm ought to give apologies to a lot of people recently. Katia, for example, after that full name mention. And Ariane for almost forgetting the greeting. And, maybe, Kim (well, maybe not) for again tagging using her name by mistake.
And then, to the world, because I have officially broken my I-won't-watch-PBB vow. Or maybe it's because, as me and Katia agreed on yesterday (we finally caught each other online), I find myself relating to it in some aspects. (I think I mentioned that before.)
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5/03/2006
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At around eleven in the evening last night, Ale sent me a text, simply asking me to send Cuyeg a message at the strike of midnight. Yes, he's two decades old - at least he isn't eight, so he's still young! - and at midnight even he isn't sure how many people sent him the same message. And the funniest part is, he didn't know what hit him, probably until now.
So that's what's been happening recently. Cue: really boring. Even I find myself sleeping in the afternoons nowadays, getting victimized by ants that prefer to much on my flesh at the bed here in my grandmother's house. Clarence's layout is almost done, save for the tagboard, the profile, and the uploading itself, which would probably happen once the term starts. And, ironically, just when I'm supposed to be catching up with the news (because, partly, of the work I'll possibly face at the Legislative Assembly), I instead get endless whining and the occasional sensationalist articles about face-down suicides.
Then again, I sleep at past midnight to tend to the computer upgrades, which is almost over (thankfully). Then, I'm waken up at six in the morning to tend to the same thing - this basically justifies my sleeping patterns of late, but it's something I don't practically enjoy, I guess. My workaholic tendencies are going nuts over wanting to work and later finding myself bored about what to do. If two weeks - the length of term breaks in DLSU - is driving me nuts, what more if that's tripled?
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So that's what's been happening recently. Cue: really boring. Even I find myself sleeping in the afternoons nowadays, getting victimized by ants that prefer to much on my flesh at the bed here in my grandmother's house. Clarence's layout is almost done, save for the tagboard, the profile, and the uploading itself, which would probably happen once the term starts. And, ironically, just when I'm supposed to be catching up with the news (because, partly, of the work I'll possibly face at the Legislative Assembly), I instead get endless whining and the occasional sensationalist articles about face-down suicides.
Then again, I sleep at past midnight to tend to the computer upgrades, which is almost over (thankfully). Then, I'm waken up at six in the morning to tend to the same thing - this basically justifies my sleeping patterns of late, but it's something I don't practically enjoy, I guess. My workaholic tendencies are going nuts over wanting to work and later finding myself bored about what to do. If two weeks - the length of term breaks in DLSU - is driving me nuts, what more if that's tripled?
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5/02/2006
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I guess Clarence has already run out of credit, maybe the very reason why it's been weirdly calm the past couple of days. All I had to go through from our last conversation, I guess, is confirm my attendance to Kim's debut, have my computer upgraded big time (it isn't finished yet, even), and contend with echoes rummaging through my ear as we were shopping for elusive high-capacity, high-speed hard drives.
And then I try my best to sanitize my blog for the next couple of days, until probably when I am given a reason to think of a lot of other things, because they've already happened.
I just chatted with Cuyeg earlier, realizing that it's going to be three straight birthdays. So, before I lose my capability to blog, I'll dump my greetings. Happy birthday to Jana (I think it's her eighteenth today), Cuyeg (wait, isn't he turning twenty tomorrow?) and Ariane (who's turning eighteen on Thursday as well)!
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And then I try my best to sanitize my blog for the next couple of days, until probably when I am given a reason to think of a lot of other things, because they've already happened.
I just chatted with Cuyeg earlier, realizing that it's going to be three straight birthdays. So, before I lose my capability to blog, I'll dump my greetings. Happy birthday to Jana (I think it's her eighteenth today), Cuyeg (wait, isn't he turning twenty tomorrow?) and Ariane (who's turning eighteen on Thursday as well)!
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