So balik Tagalog na. Ang fun kasing basahin eh. Haha.

Ang saya nung bagyo (so bagyo ang topic ng lahat)! As in super nakapagpahinga ako. What bothers me is the thought of going to school next week. As in wala pa akong natututunan sa Math. Tas random thoughts na naman ni Via Susty. Hay naku. Buhay estudyante talaga.

Nung first day ng storm, nagising akong gutom. Anong oras na ba? 1 p.m.! Oh hindeh. Kailangan ko nang pakainin si tummy dear. So pano to? Eh wala akong food sa dorm. So lalabas ako? Eh walang kuryente tas ang lakas lakas pa ng hangin. Ang lapit pa naman namin sa Manila Bay. So nang nagprisintang lumabas si JF eh agad akong nagpadala ng money para bumili ng food. Yes! So shanghai luriat na to...

After lunch, medyo tumila na yung ulan. Boring kasi sa dorm so nag-decide kaming mag-MOA (mall of asia para sa mga ma-detalye) para manood ng FDHU (First Day High University???) na movie. So lakad lakad lakad. Huwaw! Ang daming tree-part sa road! At sa UP naming mahal! BUti na lang di napano si Lady Med. Amidst the fallen debris she still perches pregisitously on that giant skull. Yes naman. Palakpan, please.

So ang traffic sa Taft. Walang LRT, walang jeep. MOA, mamaya ka na lang. Rob na to. So wala rin. Eh di Rob Residences. Grabe namang Milenyo na yan. Nawasak ba yung door ng Tower 2!!! Sumabog nga ba ang building? Bernoulli's principle nga ba, Cy? Nakipagchicka lang kami kina Joanne at Ro. Then uwi.

Shucks ang baboy ko. Andami kong kinain over the loooooooong weekend. At di pa nga siya tapos! Well well well...

Friday at ganun pa rin. Wala namang masyadong magandang nangyari, except that nauubusan na ako ng pera at walang ATM na online! Oh no. Mamamatay na ako sa gutom!

Eto na. Sabado na. Ang aga kong nagising. Kasi naman ang aga ko ring nakatulog. Kasi walang kuryente at wala akong magawa. At kahit maingay ang generator ay super himbing pa rin ng tulog ko. Feeling ko napagod ako sa kakakain.

Gutom na namang akong gumising. Ano ba? Ang baboy talaga ng labas ko... So hanap ako ng breakfast. Eh wala nga akong pera! So hanap muna ng ATM. Shucks ang hirap maghanap pero at least may nahanap ako dun sa may Adriatico. Oh di ba?

Ang aga pa so Dance Maniax muna. Huwaw! Na-miss ko naman ang lovely machine na ito. Pagkatapos ay kumaripas ako ng takbo papuntang Jollibee. 11 na kasi at magkikita pa kami ni Maui (kasama ko si Nil) sa Pedro Gil. Pagdating sa doray lamon agad ng Jollibee 2-piece burger steak meal, extra rice at regular coke, without ice please. Tas ligo (yes, nag-Rob akong di pa naliligo). Tas puntang LRT.

As usual, late kami at nauna ang baboy. Feeling ko nga doon na siya nakatira eh. Hehe. After, Vito Cruz na toh! Hello JF. At bakit naman ganyan ang suot mo? I have a shirt similar to that. So wala lang. Hmmmmm...

Ballet na ni Lisa. But wait. Kain muna. Fruit salad and pineapple juice. Ang asim ng pineapple juice sa Tropical Hut! At ang bagal ng bruhatil na kahera. Anyway.

Ang galeeeeeeeeeng ni Kumareng Lisang sumayaw. Super. Eh pano naman siya nabansagang "First and Only Prima Ballerina of the Philippines" (kasalanan to ni Maui) kung di siya magaling, di ba?

Fisrt act: Giselle. Ang creepy! Multo ba! Ahaha... May pa-glide-glide-tiptoe-chuva effect pa! Palakpakan.

Tas may part na yun andun si Harlequin at si Columbine! At nasaan si Pierrot? Aber? Kahit na super galing nun at nice yung costume eh natakot pa rin ako. As in yung chill-sa-spine effect. Tantanan niyo ako, pwede ba!!!

Yung favorite ko yung part na may black and white kingdom. Tas may prince na magpapakasal sa princess. Tas may bestfriend yung prince na wise man. Tas may dumating ne byootipul bird na sineduce yung prince. Bakit sila nagkatuluyan?! At yung princess at yung wise man? Ano ba?! Sayang naman yung engagement party... Sa bagay, marami naman silang pera. At buti na ring di sila (prince+princess) nagkatuluyan para ma-distribute naman yung wealth sa publiko. Haha...

Ang rowdy ng crowd. As in. May mga baboy dun sa likod na sigaw nang sigaw ng "Bravo!" as if yun lang yung alam nilang salita. Siguro. Kawawa naman sila. Gloria! Maglaan ka naman ng maayos na budget para sa edukasyon! Nanananananana edukasyon... Nananananana komersalisasyon...

So after the ballet ni KUmare eh punta agad kaming Star City! Ayaw pa sana ni Oink Oink pero sayang naman yung ticket diba? So rides, here we come!!!

Yung rides/things na pinutahan namin:

-Ala anchor's away (first ride pa lang, tili na agad si Maui)
-Gabi ng Lagim (dapat horror house siya, pero natatakot lang akong matamaan ng props nila)
-2 times sa rollet coaster (maliit lang siya, at once lang siya iikot, pero may loope-de-loop!)
-Egyptian Horror thingy (medyo natakot ako... kasi ang dilim at di ko alam kung safe yung inaapakan ko!)
-bumper cars (yes! di ako marunong)
-bumper boats (ay ang lamya... alugin na lang namin ni Maui yung boat thingy)
-wave thingy (basta weird xa at di ko ma-explain. sabi ni Ace "Nahuhulog na yung tiyan ko!" Wha?)
-roller coaster thingy na indoors (wow ang sakit ng leeg ko dun)
-Ferris wheel na maliit (aw...ang sweet sana if you're with the right person... huh?)
-carousel (wooohooo! naksakay ako sa horse!)
-plane thingy (ikot nang ikot si JF)

At yun lang ata. Sasakay kami sana doon sa boat thingy na may place na super nice siyang pag-iikutan. Kaya lang there was this family na yung sinakyan nila ay napasukan ng tubig. So super galit siya. At lumabas na naman yung famous (infamous?) line na, "Nasaan ang manager niyo?" So scrap the idea.

Andami kong kinain. For dinner I ate 3 cups of rice, 2 BBQ, 1 coke, half ng lalagyan ng popcorn at isang maasim na mangga. Sayang walang ice cream at brownie from Kenny. Huhu...

Ang saya ng araw na toh. Ayoko sanang umui pero tag-QC po sina Fau Fau at Telki. So uwi na talaga. At nung pauwi na, nakita ko siya! Oh yes! At nung pinuntahan ko siya para mag-hi eh tinawanan pa ako ng bruha niyang friend. Whatever. At di niya ako masyadong pinansin. Ang kawawa ko tuloy tignan... Hehe...

Hay naku. So good, this week. Sana maulit muli. At wala pang Fun Run! Sayang naman at di kami maka-punta kina JF. Well, next time na lang daw...

Pano kaya yung next week ko? Hell? Heller? Hellest? Helen Keller? Bahala na. Aalagaan ako ni God. Sana naman makauwi pa akong intact at buhay pa. Not necessarily in that order... Yes. I love this week. Sana nga lang nag-lakawatsa yung buong iMed...

So my day started at around 11:30 a.m. when I finally decided to wake up and get up.

Anyway, I just took this quiz:

Your results:
You are Spider-Man

Spider-Man 80% Superman 60% Green Lantern 60% Iron Man 60% Robin 55% Hulk 50% The Flash 50% Supergirl 45% Catwoman 45% Batman 20% Wonder Woman 15%

You are intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and have great power and responsibility.

So guys (HS), there is a basis! Hehe...

This week is soooooooo dull. I mean, I just eat and eat and I don't study anything? Plus school's cancelled tomorrow (or later). What the?! I'm not complaining or anything. I like slacking. But what about next week? I'll die for sure. Then I live just to die all over again. Talk about a short-cut phoenix.

So today was heavy. heavy on food. I forced myself not to eat lunch. Just a brownie from Kenny (mmmmmm). Then I saw Serine at Paz Men so off we go to MSU. So much for the "no lunch" attitude. It's so expensive at the MSU. Well, I'm paying for the aircon and the paint and the light and the water and the small space and the cramped tables. But nothing can ever beat my value meal at the GAB caf.

Nutrilicious Milk Tea: Php 27
Smokey's Regular Foot-long Hotdog Sandwich: Php 30
Blue Stall's Carbonara/Spaghetti/Pancit Palabok: Php 20

So for Php 77, I get a full tummy and suffer Joanne's Baboy Reflex. But I get my money's worth, and I'm happy. Yes. Definitely the most important thing.

Question (it's been bugging me for all eternity): Do you change for love or will love change you? If you change to be loved then the person will love the new you and not the real you. Will love change you? If so, then are you losing yourself or is this actually a good thing? I hate this.

Why is it that when two people like each other nothing happens? Some jump at each other even if there's nothing to hold on to. They just do it just for the sake of fun and sh** and then more fun and more sh** afterwards (and the cycle goes on). But if there is an actual THING going on, nada. Wapak! Nothing. Zilch. Nil (hi room mate). Why?

Maybe one is too cautious. One is afraid to hope then afraid to get hurt/disappointed otherwards. Are we not supposed to risk? Are we just supposed to play safe? Nothing is ever certain. I would gamble. But then again, I don't get hurt that easily. Once I was told that I was manhid." So that nullifies my testimony. But if we think about it, aren't the rewards greater if we take risks? Do we not learn from hurtful experiences? Do we not improve afterwards?

Maybe one is also confused. One does not know what to do. The expected actions are not normally done? is not one's style? So does one scrap that and change just to be acceptable?Just to make things happen? Just to move forward?

I don't know. I hope I did. I hope everyone did. Then the world would be perfect.

So another movie watched. So another meal eaten. So another day spent. The point? Nothing. I just wanted to be dramatic is all.

I'm so sleepy right now. It's probably from all that eating. Darn it. I'm supposed to write something today. But no worries. I only have a one-o-clock class tomorrow. And we don't have Kom for one week. But then again... The finals are coming up and next week the Bio and Math LT will be happening on the same day! Hell week? I don't know. Every week is hell week so what's the point of calling a week "hell week?" Why not just call it hell? But how can we call it hell? Have we been there? To hell? For all we know we're doing hell a severe injustice. Anyway, I don't care. My head hurts. Period.

So today is "Step Up" day. What is it exactly? Uhm. I got to hang out with the Mean Girls. I'm still suffering a full stomach right now because of this movie-slash-girly-window-shopping excursion. But who's complaining?


I have to be happy. I should. I must. What's the point of wallowing in sorrow anyway if we can have better?

I always screw things up. Everytime I get along well I do something completely moronic. Then back to zero. Or negative sometimes. I even lose some. Am I really wired this way or can I solve this disease?

I used to hate the rain. It's so inconvenient! Why does it have to be so wet? But I'm used to it now. What can I do? It's not as if I can stop rain or anything. So instead of complaining I'll just keep my mouth shut and bear with the circumstance. But the rain can really be a female dog sometimes. Especially if I'm wearing canvas shoes. I hate squishing while walking. Squish squish. It kinda reminds me of Dee Dee.

Why is it that in dance movies, somebody (usually the lead actor) should be from the ghetto? Are they really great dancers over there? If that's the case then I wish I was in the ghetto. In this particular genre, a black always dies. How racist is that?! The story can also be mediocre (a.k.a. crap) but the moves could make you drop a jaw (as if you have lots of them). Step, knee. Step, fan. Tuuuuuurn and contract.

Gosh I wish I could dance like that. A dancing doctor. Hmmmm...

Monday, September 25, 2006

LJ Account

So I just came from LJ. It was so weird! Very Complicated stuff. After viewing my page, I didn't know how to go back to my "dashboard." Yes, I'm that...er...incompetent. Nah. I just panicked.

This day was pretty long for me. I slept at around 4:30 then woke up at 6:15. What a nap, what a nap.

Why the sleeping schedule? I was studying for the Histo quiz show. It's the last group's turn in giving the quiz so I gathered they wanted sweet, sweet revenge for all the idoitically unecessary mind-numbing questions that get thrown all around GAB 301-B. So study I must. Hullo! I have Danni and Miggy for groupmates. Can you say "pressure?"

It was a good thing I was able to answer my questions. Go PCAU (Philippine Civil Affaire Unit) and Jose Fabella! So let us all take a moment to bask in the glory of my sleepy cognition...

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Okay. It really feels weird to do nothing. We were sitting in the GAB caf after Histo and we were just bellowing out old Michelle Branch songs. What the? We're usually found cramming last bits and pieces of useless information in our purrty minds just to survive a long test. Sigh.

But no! We weren't doing anything! We were just waiting for the next class. Waiting without anxiety (it's just Math, after all). Waiting with actual nourishment (in my case: milk tea, carbonara and foot-long hawtdawg). Actually waiting. So I've made my point. It's a nice change, but it's still diturbing if you think about it.

Philo was good. I'm now actually learning stuff in Philo. Finally! It took me a good part of the semester to figure out how to listen to Lumen's jargonized syllabications. Yes. Now I'm thinking. Great. Congratulations to me.

I also figured out why I was always half-dead during Philo time. Reasons:

1. I pig out during break so when it's Philo time I'm way over the peak of my concious state.
2. We have Kom before Philo.
3. I'm way at the back of the class and I'm near a wall. Ooh. Cold, sweet wall.
4. I have geniuses for classmates.

So go figure.

After a few weeks of ownership, I finally got my umrelly wet with some rain! Yes. So people around me were hurrying to get to wherever, fighting to stay dry, but here I was, walking along Orosa. I was walking without care. I was walking so slow. Hmmmm. Rain. Hmmmm.

After arriving at the dorm, I decided to take a short nap just to recharge my batteries (supplies! I'm a robot).

I woke up to find my room mates fast asleep (why fast? they don't go anywhere. heck they're unconcious!). So I grabbed at my phone and panic I did! It was 5 friggin' 30! I have slept well into the night! I wasn't able to do my Bio home work! Oh no. This can't be happening. So cram I must. Skip PE? A good option.

I was in the middle of reading about Waris Dirie's life when my room mate came around. Then what baffled me most was that he went out. As in OUT out. Out the drom. Huh? What's the deal? Why not take a shower before going out? Well, it turned out that I was only asleep for a couple of hours. Stupid me. No wonder it was getting darker. I didn't wake up at sunrise. It was sunSET! I totally neglected the "p.m." at the end of the time display on my phone. Stupid stupid me. I caused myself unecessary panic.

But hey! At least I got to finish (sans the last page) this Desert Flower gig. Hello to you too, Via Susty...

PS: My LJ username--burger_pattie

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Title Here

So I don't know a good title. So I still have a lot of things to do before I finally hit my head with my pillow. So I'm full from that beef brisket and squid balls from Pure Gold. So I'm listening to Michelle Branch right now. So what's may point? I totally forgot.

What happened today was so fun.

I slept at around 2 in the morning. What was I doing up so late? Nada. I just stayed up late just for the fun of it. I did'nt feel like sleeping. My sleeping pattern is so erratic lately. I think it will just stabilize during the most-awaited sem break when I can get to pig out at home. I get to eat without worrying where to get food, or the more complex problem: what to get and how much to spend for it. What a dilemma.

I woke up at around 5:30. I think my alarm clock was what woke my room mate up but it sure didn't disturb me. Nope. I kept on sleeping with stars in my dreams and drool between may face and my pillow. Ew. So when I got up, I mildly panicked. Maybe they're already in Diliman. We're going to late! Late I tell you, late! Oh no no no no no!

So I hurried. I don't know what to put on so I just went naked. Kidding. There is no way in the world that I'm gonna run naked. I assure you that I was fully clothed today.

The LRT and MRT trip was fairly uneventful. I was lucky I got to sit down at two stations: Vito Cruz and Magallanes. So I was happy. It's such a rare case these days. Of me being happy and of me sitting down inside the train. To move on...

When we arrived at Diliman, we ended up going to Kalay (after swinging by the stupidly named AS building [AS? It's the College of Social Science and Philosophy for pete's sake! Can you say "misleading?"]) for two reasons: nobody was there yet (well, except for Ivan) and we needed to put our bags somewhere. I would never run with a knapsack on. Talk about cumbersome.

Kalay scene: totally bare setting. Nobody we know was awake so we couldn't leave our bags there. Totally out of the question. So back to the so-called "AS" steps. It was a good thing that Miggy was there otherwise I would have thrown a fit (frothing in the mouth+spasms). What happened to the 8 a.m. call time? Hello, people! Are you living up to the cliche "Filipino time?" Doi.

So started running. It was pretty uneventful except that I keep passing by these fit people with no shirts on. Talk about envy. So I just kept running with my head throbbing and my heart racing and my bladder full and my vision blurry and my tooth aching and my side bleeding and my hair burning and my nails turning blue and my teeth falling and my ears flying. So I'm dying. But I made it! And after my first round I finally saw Joanne with Miggy on the steps. Finally people are arriving! So I just continued running until I was seeing stars. I must stop, I told myslef. But what about my momentum, I replied. To hell, I said again. Okay. So stop I did. I walked a bit. Hey guess what? I saw Mr. Diaz today(Mr. Diaz is the big guy from my Nat Sci 2 class). Anyway, it was hot (burning) at, ehem, QUEZON hall. The sun was already high up in the blue blue sky and there were no trees around so I was melting. Anyway, push on, Patrick!

Guess what? I made it in 31 minutes! Yes! I will pass (with fingers, toes and eyes crossed)!

After most has/have (please underline the correct word) finished we just sat around talking. All of a sudden there was this adorablle lil o dog coming with his (or her?) owner it tow. The dawg was so cute! It looked like a lion with it's fur sticking up at all sides like an unruly mane! We looked at the owner, and we recognized him! He was this actor (I still don't know his name, even after Googling [dammit Google, why have you let me down?]) who always plays this Don or Papa (stress on the last syllable, with a distinct "h" sound at the end) but I can never remember any soap opera or movie that he's been in. So let's call him "Don Papah." So the dog was approaching and so was Miggy (from the other side). When Miggy saw the dog he said, "Oh !" and he ran away. Talk about weird. So Don Papah came to us and said, "He is OA" with is Don-ish, Papah-ish voice. Yes. He was Don Papah. That was an experience!

Lunch at Choco Kiss. Yummy--Pesto Chicken. It was very rich but it was worth it. Yes.

To dorm I proceed. I was washing my feet when all of a sudden there was thing strong gush of water coming out and I can't close the friggin' tap! It's supposed to close and seal the water of but no! It had to make me panic and flop aroung like a fish out of water! So I was runnig around the dorm, wet, and panicky. Good thing it was fixed by Mr. Guard Downstairs.

So that was the bulk of my day. What else can I say?

I have to study the Commonwealth thingy and make a Balangkas for Kom. Stress here I come!

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Finally

Another post. Finally.

So another week has passed. I survived through taking three exams. I passed one. And now two results to go. When will this torture end? I hardly get any sleep. I mean, I sleep at 5 in the morning! My seatmate asks me how I can still stand up and keep my eyes open. How? I don't know. Wait. My brain is processing. My neurons are dying. I can't think! What the...

How many exams more to go? Infinity. Doi. What the hell is happening to my sentences? I can't even stay awake enough to write a decent post. Screw this.

Well, to move on to more superficial matters...


I hate people who extend their borders. I hate their invading me. I just can't stand it. But of course, for the sake of that crap called courtesy, I don't say anything. To what am I referring to?
People, who take my arm rest as their own, that's what.

Why do these people feel the need to extend their wings like friggin' insects (which causes great irritation/inconvenience on my part)? I don't know. Maybe they feel that they don't have enough space for their gigantic egos. So instead of being contented with their own work space, they take mine. How elaborate can I get?

Words for the dull: Stop putting your things/elbow on my chair! How rude is that? If you feel that you lack space, then out your things in your bag or put them on the floor! Not on my chair! I even feel the need for extra space because we get so cramped, but you don't see my putting parts of my anatomy in YOUR area. I respect it. It's yours. But please have a little respect for MY own space. Or don't you know the ABCs of courtesy?

Aside from putting things (be it animate or otherwise) on my chair, stop stepping on my bag! What is with these people?!

Sunday, September 17, 2006

blame me

"and there’s this really special someone. and until now, i still don’t know if everything’s okay between us. it really broke my heart that graduation day when i never got to hug him. i was so looking forward to that. even before, i kept telling myself, kahit yun na lang. kahit hug na lang. and it didn’t happen. and now, it seems like im losing faith. it seems like im losing faith in my love for him. i’m making things too complicated for the both of us. i can’t seem to trust him fully, and it makes me hate myself. now, it seems like i just wanna let go. hope he’ll find someone else while i also move on with my life. but then, i know it’s really gonna crush me. i don’t even know if i actually deserve to tell myself i love him, knowing i haven’t really done much to back up the words."

okay. so i have been dumb. so i have done things that hurt other people. but i can't take the FACT that i can and have destroyed somebody's life.

why me? i was never reciprocated. ever. but here comes along someone who can and is willing. not by choice, mind you. so what do i do? nada. i don't know what to do. i can't even make a proper analogy out of this. we worked hard to build something yet it gets destroyed eventually. so we build it again. but it gets destroyed again. ad infinitum.

so what now? i get to see her. not everyday, but still. i'm in limbo. and she still owes me that hug. why didn't i ask for it during grad day? well for one thing i don't want to do it in public. our parents are around, even if they somehow know that there's something going on. i don't want to do it in private either. what if somebody sees us? another issue? and will i take a last trip to the guidance office? nah.

so... i was just putting it off. there were so many chances. but no. i'm so stupid... then i think i'm one of the factors why she didn't pick the rocky road i'm walking through right now. i told her no. but am i that significant so that my words can sway her? i would be alone right now if things happened otherwise then. i hate this. i feel so heavy. with the hangover from the exam plus the days without sleep plus this warrants a trip to ward 7. well, maybe i will drop by some time.

*head throbbing. head explodes (i wish)...

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Sigh

Before the great sigh...

I found a copy of the Abhorsen Trilogy! But I didn't buy it. I won't be able to read it anyway. So what I did was I hid the book in an inconspicuous corner. If it's still there after a week then it's meant for me. If not, then buhbye!

The great news:

I passed the 3rd Math Dep Ex! *applause

Yes. I passed tough my score doesn't leave me much to brag about. But still, I survived. It just dawned on me that during that last exam our hateful teacher is actually generous in giving out partial points! Should I reconsider my opinion of him?

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Nah. I'll just go on doing what everybody else is doing right now--hating his guts.

To move on...

Gasp:

We'll be having our Philo long test on Saturday. Please pray for my soul so that I can survive yet another hell. 200 pages of reading materials. Wish me luck! And I still haven't written a decent essay. I still haven't written anything. So...

Off I go to the Philodom where the grass is of indefinite color (that wall is white:ostensive definition) and the ones with the powerful pits rule...

Monday, September 11, 2006

Good Day

It's been soooooooooooo long since I last had a good day. Today was damn fine.

Okay. So we were running late for Histo. But no. As usual, Ma'am Boncan came in late so we still made it. Yesss!

Math? Whatever. It was quite negligible.

Wait. Herbie got angry at Cheska today for laughing in class. I think he thought that it was him that was the butt of the joke. He always is but this time I think it was different. So he flew at Cheska, relatively speaking. Anyway, what can a stupid outburst of a teacher do to ruin mah day? Nada.

No Kom I/II. Yes. Yesssssssssss! I just ate this foot-long hotdog. Mmmmmmm...

And the dreaded Philo. Yes. I had to prep myself. Yema! So I ate one and I got high. Damn sugar rush. But surprisingly, I learned a lot today. This was so weird, considering that monopoly is the name of the game during Philo. Why the change? Secret.

Then it was "You are the One." I thought it was dumb, but I had fum. Sam Milby was not as bad as I thought he would be during his first movie. Well, it's either he's good, or I'm just so optimistic and giddy.

Sweet day. Yes. And now for my Konsepton Papel and note cards. Work work work... Fun fun fun!!!

Labels: school

Friday, September 08, 2006

Mumble and mumble 3

Love is a sick illusion. It does not exist. It is a mere product of the stupidity of the human race.It is meant to heal wounds that cannot be remedied. It requires shit and it gives back shit. It is a pointless venture that starts with pain and ends with greater pain. It is a process that will never end becuase it is perpetualized by its sado-masochistic advocates.

By me. Haha.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Fish

My mom tells me I used to love fish. I always asked for it when I was only a wee lad. But one tragic accident kept me from loving fish forever. A bone got stuck in my throat. Yes. So fish no more!

I don’t really hate fish. I just don’t like eating it. I don’t want to go through the hassle process of “deboning” my throat again. I eat canned fish (tuna or sardines), sashimi, and other stuff but I don’t want to eat the “traditional” fish ever again (but I can be forced!).

So why talk about my rejecting fish?

Anyway, I do not like any activities associated with fish. DO NOT LIKE. Not HATE. I don’t like feeding fishes. I do not like cleaning aquariums. And I certainly do not like fishing.

I do not fish. Oh, I’m not talking about the fishing that involves a rod. I’m talking about a different kind of fishing. Get it?

I am experiencing a heavy case of academic pejoration. I don’t study! And recently I just received (read on a wall, rather) my Geo class standing. It was quite acceptable if you have mediocre standards, but if you breathe the same air that a very well-selected class breathes then you might as well hike up your skirt and prepare to get wet. My grade belongs to the bottom half of the bracket. I don’t care if you don’t understand I don’t give a damn. I’m depressed.

To things make things worse, Bio sucks. We just discussed all the things I’ve learned (not all, I’m just exaggerating) in my high school Biology in 90 minutes. Yes. Though not in detail. But the scope was similar.

To make things worser, I don’t perform well in class. Shit. When I received my latest quiz result I immediately put it away. I didn’t even get half of it right but as usual, because I live with modern geniuses (one way or another) they all started talking to each other about the HIGH scores they got. Nice. So you can imagine how stupid I felt at that moment. Gosh I’m dumb.

To make things worserer, one genius asked me about my score. So I just said that I got a low mark. Do you know what the genius replied? The genius said I was fishing. Fishing!

I do not fish. If I say something about myself, I mean it even though I sound mean to myself. If I say I have an almost negligible score then I really do have a negligible score. I do not falsely put myself down just to hear others’ praises. I don’t need others to confirm my self-worth. I don’t need others to console me because I did something dumb. If this is the kind of culture these high-born people have then I don’t belong. If what they want is to hear complements just to make sure they’re keeping up, it’s their call. But I’m not like them.

Indi ko parihas sa mga tawo nga ni. Nunca lang nga hambalon nila nga parihas ko sa ila kay lain ang amon gandaku-an. Indi insakto nga paminsaron nila nga tanan nga tawo parihas sa ila kag nagakomporme sa ila gina huna-huna. Untat na nga daan bag-o pa kamo makapamintas sang iban!

Monday, September 04, 2006

Para sa mga gustong mag national library

Kung may balak kayong pumunta sa bantog (ows?) na National Library ay ihanda ang mga sumusunod para maging kanais-nais at...erm...fruitful ang iyong dalaw doon:

(10 to... bakit lagi na lang sampu?)

Una:

Ihanda ang matitibay na mga binti kung gusto niyong maglakad para makatipid at maiwasan ang maligaw sa pook na puro usok.

Pangalawa:

Dapat alamin kung saan ito. FYI: Ito ay malapit sa kanto ng TM Kalaw at Ma. Orosa sa Lungsod ng Maynila. Kung ang paaralan niyo ay nasa Faura lang naman ay huwag magpakatanga at pumunta pang Taft. Dumaan na agad sa Orosa sa may harap ng Rob.

Pangatlo:

Maghanda ng Php 50 para mabayaran ang registration fee. Babala: bawal ilabas ang libro kaya dapat ding maghanda ng adisyonal na pera para pampakopya ng mga gusto mong lathalain. Ang Php na reg fee ay pambayad mo para lang makasinghot ng mga aklat na nailathala na mula pa sa dawn ng civilization.

Pang-apat:

Alamin ang mga librong gusto mo. Dapat kumain ka muna para di ka himatayin sapagkat tatayo ka sa harap ng OPAC para lang maghanap ng mga librong akala mong may kanais-nais na laman. Kopyahin ang lahat nang mga detalye na sa tingin mo ay makakatulong. Huwag kalimutang kopyahin ang call number. Hindi ka bibigyan ng libro kung di mo alam ang call number ng pesteng librong gusto mo (gusto mong itapon).

Panlima:

Ihanda ang baga. Maaari kang hikain sa loob nang Lib. Kung wala ka pang hika ay matakot ka dahil magkakaroon ka.

Napakataas ng mga hagdanan sa letseng gusaling ito. Kung aakyat ka nang isang floor ay gawin mo nang dalawa dahil ang akala mong third floor (kung galing ka sa second floor) ay bodeg/CR/tambayan/employee's lounge/chuva lang pala.

Mainit sa loob lalung-lalo na sa second floor OPAC terminal chuvaness ek ek. May mga bentilador nga pero mainit naman ang hanging ibinubuga ng mga ito.

Siyempre, naaagnas na siguro ang ilang mga aklat sa kani-kanilang mga estante. Maaaring masinghot ang mga allergens na ito at paglabas mo ay pula na ang ilong mo sa kababahing at kapapahid ng sipon mo.

Pang-anim:

I-budget ang iyong oras. Kung akala mo ay habambuhay ka nang tumatambay sa lib ay maling mali ka. Alas quatro y media ay nagsasara na ang mga pipol doon. Ewan ko lang kung bakit. Manonood pa siguro ng Pangakok sa Iyo sa sarili nilang mga tahanan kung saan walang umaali-aligid na mamang taga-ayos ng OPAC.

Pampito:

Pag gusto mo nang lumabas ay kunin ang iyong bag sa baggage counter (siyempre diniposito mo muna ito kaya lang di ko na na-mention sa taas. Hello. Ang laki kaya ng baggage counter para makaligtaan mo...). Huwag kang pumila sa "DEPOSIT" kundi sa "CLAIM." Kung gagwin mo ang katangahang ito ay di ka lang papansinin ng nagbabantay at pagtatawanan ka lang ng lang hiyang mga "library patrons."

Pang-walo:

Siguro naman ay kasama mo ang mga kaibigan mong pumunta ng library. Duh. Kung pumunta ka roong mag-isa ay may tawag sa iyo (at sigurado akong di ito maganda). Pagkatapos ng library adventure niyo ay siguradong mag-yayayaan kayong kumain dahil nakakagutom nga naman ang maglista ng mga bibilography entries at sa huli'y wala ka lang namang mapapala dahil nagsasara na sila. Dahil sa okasyong ito'y kailangan mong magttabi ng pera para pambili ng pagkain. Maraming kainan sa paligid.

Pansiyam:

Sa pag-uwi ay huwag nang magpakatanga at pumuntang Taft. Orosa na agad (sa kaso ko ay napakatama ng gawaingito).

Maghanda ng payong! Di mo alam kung kailan uulan. Nang malakas. Kung wala kang payong ay bumili ka na. Pero kung iisipin ay wala ring kwenta ang payong dahil mababasa ka rin naman. Sing ka na lang in the rain and the baha and the Leptospira interrogans.

Pansampu:

Mag-ingat sa daan. Baka matamaan ka ng kidlat sa paglalakad. Alamin kung nasaan ang iyong falshlight sapagkat ang daratnan mong dorm ay walang kuryente. Kung dapat maligo dahil basa ay gawin it nang mabilis dahil madilim. Baka ikaw ay madulas o kainin ng kung anumang nilalang.

Nawa'y pagpalain ka sa iyong pakikipagsapalaran sa Pambansang Aklatan.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Things I Miss

Okay after posting this I shall sleep!

I just finished posting replies in our class's (HS) forum. It just hit me that I miss them so much.

I miss a lot from high school. It's the time when I get to laugh and run and love. Now it's just study, study and study. I hate this. But this post isn't about hating...

We made a song before:

Minsan sa isang sangang daan

Pinagtagpo ng kapalaran

Iba't ibang puso, iisang mundo

Hinulma ng panahon

Hay buhay sa Pisay

Walang kapantay dahil kami'y Gravitong tunay

At hindi magbababye

Magkakapit-kamay habambuhay

Minsan sa isang sangang daan

May pangakong binitiwan

Sa oras ng iyakan, sa oras ng tawanan

Di mag-iiwanan

At kahit na magkalayo

Pag-ibig sa isa't isa'y di maglalaho

It's been a long time since I last saw the class complete. Grad na ata yun. After that we parted ways. Serious life ahead. But I hate being serious! Haha...

I shared four years with the same set of people. Sure we were all different but I grew to love and accept them.

During our last year together, di na kami masyadong sinisipot ng mga teacher namin. So we talk like there's no tomorrow, kahit saan. I miss those long talks especially with my friend China. I miss talking without words. When you're with the right person you need not utter a full sentence at all. By just staring at each other you end up laughing or hugging each other with teary eyes.

I miss the grass sa oval at sa quadrangle ng Pisay namin. It's a very nice place to look at stars. Dito wala akong nakikitang stars! Wala pang tambayan dito dahil wala nang homeroom!

I miss the beige tiles in our Grav homeroom where anyone can sleep.

I miss the Pisay logo and the water tank! Sana naka-akyat man lang ako sa tank before I said buhbye to Pisay.

I miss the cheap meals! I miss eating without getting ripped off.

I miss our teachers (even though brutal sila).

But these things can be forgone (but not easily). The ones that I really miss are my high school buddies. Don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't like the people I'm with right now (some lang naman), but we haven't had that many experiences together.

I miss shouting at people. I've hurt many (I bet all) of my classmates before, but I don't miss being hated. I just miss the look thhey give me when I say something bad. Haha.

I miss having late night text sessions, talking about love and all. Haha! I miss the person I taxt with. Hmmmmmmm.

I miss the faces of these people. Kahit four years ko silang kasama di pa rin ako nagsawa sa kanila.

I miss playing Dance Rev and Dance Maniax with my friends. Ang konti nang may alam ng Dance Maniax dito!

I miss hanging out sa kanila ni Paa. Yes, we can eat a lot without paying that much. Surprise!

I miss having sleepovers.

I miss the plays and presentations!

I miss having this person to stare at when all else fails. I miss having quarrels (LQ?) and the hate-love cycle. I miss debating about principles about life and love. Heck I miss being in love (na nakikita mo araw-araw yung taong mahal mo)!

I miss the old life I had, even though it sucked big time. But all I can do now is accept what I'm faced with right now.

I'm so sad and tired.

I miss my family. I miss eating home-cooked meals. I miss talking in the jeepneys very LOUDLY.

Kelan pa ba to matatapos?

I miss me...

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Mumble and Mumble Part 2

Love--I miss this topic. I have a friend (okay more than that) who always preached about her principles about this very complicated four-letter word during the whole of high school. I thought I was sick of it then, but now I kinda miss all the debates and the heated conversations going around. Di na siya pinag-uusapan sa college. No no no.

So what is love? It's kinda like asking "what is the meaning of meaning?" A friend (not the one aforementioned) said that it was x/0. Ang nerd! Undefined daw. Hirap! Di ko nga ma-imagine ang undefined eh inihalintulad pa sa love! Pero bakit nga ba x/0?

x/0, where x is an element of the set of humans (para ma-limit). So kahit sino pwede diyan. Di pwedeng sabihin ni Sam Milby na, "I don't have a heart that can love, Sally!" Tao rin naman siya diba? O tao nga ba? Hmmm. Anyway, sabi nga nila "Love puts you on top of the world." Siyempre imbeto ko lang to. Kaya numerator ang x. So kung nasa taas ka na, siyempre titingin ka sa baba kahit anong sabi sa iyo na hindi. Pagtingin mo, anong makikita mo? Nada. Zero. Wala (actually meron, pero sabihin na lang nating wala). What happens next? Ewan.

Alam ko na! Kaya siguro maraming nagpapakamatay dahil sa pag-ibig eh kasalanan to ng expression na x/0!

So walang kwenta mga sinabi ko.

But does true love never end? Sana oo. True nga, di ba? If what you feel is the legit stuff then no matter what happens, the love will still be there, right? The feeling might go dormant, but the fact is (sana nga fact) that it will never disappear. Tama ba?

Love makes the love go 'round? Mali. Gravity kaya ang tamang sagot. Haha.

Love is a many splendored thing? What the heck is a many splendored thing?

Love is a four-letter word that starts with an L and ends with an E. But what is a word?

Absence makes the heart grow fonder? Fine, hindi na-mention ang love dito pero love na rin yung heart. So? Hmmmmm... If it is true love then I suppose kung gagawing basis yung nasabi ko kanina eh totoo to. Pero kung hindi, mawawala lang yung feeling dahil nga maraming distractions chuva (to quote Maui) na nagaganap kaya kapoof ang abot ng love mo.

Love moves in mysterious ways? The love is a sun because it appears over the horizon.

So ganun. Di ko pa rin siya alam. Siyempre hindi. Umasa pa ako. Hay naku.

"I wanna know what love is. I want you to show me...."

Boo is the New Yay!

Ang saya! The Devil Wears Prada was nice, but I bet the book was better. Anyway, ang saya pa rin! Ang ganda ni Anne Hathaway, tas ang galeeeeeeeng ni Meryl Streep. Hay salamat. Nakanood na rin ako ng something na hindi required by Amante. The last movie I saw was (uy, palindrome!) Kubrador. Fine, maganda rin naman ang mga independent/art films pero mas maganda pa rin na yung panapanood mo ay di umaalog-alog. Headache!

I was supposed to go to Diliman today. Kailangan ko ng references para sa Kom paper ko. But the thing is, di ko kinayang bumangon. Pano naman kasi, 4 na akong natulog sa kakalipat ng files ko from one laptop to another. Kakapagod. Basta. So natulog na lang ako.

After the movie, I decided to browse through the bookstores at Rob. Pagpasok ko pa lang sa Powerbooks, nag-freak out talaga ako! Shucks!!! Andaming books sa sahig sa harap ng FANTASY area. Malapitan nga...

Double freak out! Wheel of Time books! Plus TOR pa yung publisher! Ang ganda! Kaya lang, andami ko pang kailangang gawin (at wala akong perang dala) so di ko rin sila (books) mapapansin. Oh no! So lipat ng bookstore...

Andaming Anne Rice sa Booksale! Tas nakita ko yung Taltos! So binili ko na lang para di na siya mawal. Kahit di ko man siya mabasa ngayon, at least akin na siya, di ba? Bwahahahahaha! Kumpleto na ang Mayfair Chronicles ko!

Haaaaaaay. Natuwa na sana ako dahil andaming nagkalat na mga libro. Pero sobrang wala akong time. Pano na to?

Erm

At bakit pa ako gising? Na alam ko namang andami kong gagawin bukas? Aral aral aral!

Nababaliw na ako. I have nothing to do. Ganito kasi yun...

I have to transfer files. From where to where, bahala na. Basta transfer. Magne-network sana ako. Kaya lang andaming trabaho!!! Ugh. Tas BB pa yung UTP at mga protocol ek ek. Hay. Sayang naman mga natutunan ko sa Cisco. Pano kasi, sabaw utak ko ngayon. So ayun! Kailangan kong mag-transfer ng files kasi...kailangan. And all I can use is my 256-MB flash drive! Naloloko na talaga ako.

"I was just guessin'
Numbers and figures..."

Hay. Ang tagal. Bahala na yung ibang mga folders. Basta makuha ko lang yung mga pictures! Sayang eh. Kasi kung feel kong mag-senti senti eh di open lang yung My Pictures folder. Sayang I started collecting noong 4th year na. At wala pa akong decent pictures ng Pisay. Gosh I miss the grassy quadrangle. Pero nasanay na ako sa ugly, under-funded government schools. Habambuhay na lang na problema yung pera. Kailan pa kaya ako magkakaroon ng limpak-limpak na kwarta?

Para sa mga makabasa nito, ewan ko kung mage-gets niyo yung takbo ng utak ko ngayon. Sobrang sabog na talaga.

At eto na ang part na dapat maglagay ako ng final statement. Ano kaya? Yung iba, "__(pangalan)__ , out!" o di kaya'y mga pangungusap o pariralang walang kuneksyon o kabuluhan sa buhay. Ang iba may mga quote. Ano kaya yung magandang ilagay?

Ah. Alam ko na!

Wait. Di pa rin. Labo!

Friday, September 01, 2006

First Day of Christmas

I realized today (lagi na lang) that ireally don' know anything! I'm dumb, I'm stupid! Kung ano man ang nagyari that made me realize this very unfortunate fact, sa'kin na lang yun. Basta. BB ako. Period. Di question mark. Pero pwedeng exclamation point. Pwede ba? Hmmmmm...

Kumakanta po ngayon si Nil (my dear roommate) sa tabi ko. Med Choir kasi. Go Nil! Dapat may free tickets ako sa mga gig niyo. Sikat!

Okay. Ito ang ikatlong araw na tumakas ang Intarmed 2013 Block 13 sa lagim ng Komunikasyon ni Amante. The first time, nahuli kami dahil nakita ni Sir si Alvin. So balik lahat sa room. Nung second time, may strategy na kami! Ginamit namin yung fire exit (as if) sa may GAB para di siya namin makasalubong. Pagdating namin sa baba ng stairs, "Anong mundo to?" We were in a weird place na mukhang bodegang ewan. Sa pagkakataong ito, kumalat kami. Yung iba pumuntang RH. Ako napasama sa mga nag-fire exit. Nagkita pa rin sa may RH. Well. Ang bagal kasi namin...

Pupuntahan sana namin ni Cybill yung Block 14 para mang-inggit, kaya lang parang ang liit ng place nila at baka magalit prof nila, so wag na lang. Pagbaba namin nakita naming nagsipag-takbuhan ang madlang tao. Sunog ba? Pero bakit sila papasok kung tumakbo? Worse! Si Amante pala! Ruuuuuuun!

Nahuli kami. Period. Nag-Kom. Ang bagal kasi namin. Except Ate Honey. Bilis kasing sumirit! Haaaay. Dagok talaga ng buhay ko ang Kom. To Diliman tomorrow. Research. Don't ask.

Uy. "Ber" na. SeptemBER na! Bukod sa kaarawan ng maraming tao eh simula na ng PASKO! Hmmmm. Simulang na ang countdown sa kalahating taong Pasko (mula sa Setyembre hanggang Pebrero). Wow. Mga Pinoy talaga. Mahilig sa mga kasiyahan. Buti nga para masaya!

Nasasabik na ako sa paglabas ng paperback edition ng Phantomni Terry Goodking. Yes, the hardbound is now available pero di ko siya kayang bilhin! Pasensiya, mahirap lang po kami. Ano kayang mangyayari sa librong ito? Mababawi ba ang Chainfire? Maalala ba ni Khalan kung sino siya? Sana...

So now, because I'm swamped with school work, I can't read the book I want to read! May tatlo pa akong stock dito: Plains of Passage and Shelters of Stone ni Jean Auel at Eye of the World ni RObert Jordan. All three are very thick books. Siguro sa sem break ko na sila mababasa. Oh no!!!

Kruhay katahum kang kalibutan...

Okay. Tinawag lang ako ni Nil na "Imaginator." Kasi ini-imagine ko lang daw na maaga pa (11 na!). New word: imaginator. Siguro may "imaginize" at "imaginate" na rin. Ayoko nang ipagpatuloy ang train of thought na 'to. Mauuwi lang to sa pamimilosopo...

Eternal Damnation Award goes to:

Herbert Domingo, and
Lumberto Mendoza

It's a tie, ladies ang gentlemen!

Palakpakan, mga dukha!!!

Addicted

Na adik ba sa blog? No. Napatagal lang yung pag update ko... So type type type!

Mumble and mumble Part 1

Okay. This would make it my third post since I rose. Addicted? Nah. I just don't like Nat Sci 2 Bio Part...

This Wednesday, NSTP was great. Yeah, there was this ex-drug-addict-i'm-now-clean-and-my-wife's-pretty guy who talked to us about his 14 years of addiction to various stuff--from acetone to cocaine. But that's not what this post is about. The lecturer or the addict (which one I wasn't sure) said that, "...life is not a bed of roses..." What does this friggin' line mean?

Okay, roses mean love according to the flower category of Hangaroo. If a guy wants a girl he gives her roses (or headaches...). Fine. So does a bed of roses mean that something is pleasant bacause of the love that is represented by the roses?

Imagine:

Napagod si Maria Kapra sa kakakumpuni ng sira nilang pampasaherong jeep at kakalaba ng mga damit ng kanyang dalawampung anak. Matapos ang mabigat na gawain sa sideline niyang pagiging construction worker ay naisip niyang mahiga muna para makapagpahinga. Pagdating niya sa bahay, nlambing siya ni Prokopyo at inimbithan sa kanilang kwarto. May mabangong amoy na nanggagaling sa kanilang silid. Ano kaya ito?

Tumuloy si Maria Kapra at nakita niyang puno ng rosas ang kanilang Single-sized na kama. Di lamang talulot ang nakakalat sa ibabaw ng kutson kundi pati na mga tangkay, ugat (may lupa pang kasama) at bubuyog ang mga ito.

Naisip tuloy ni Maria Kapra na napakalambing naman ng kanyang Prokopyo ngayon. Siguro gagain na nila si #21. Sa sobrang pagod at galak ni Maria ay napahiga siya sa kama.

Aruy! Kumpletong-kumpleto talaga ang mga rosas na pinitas ni Prokopyo mula sa kumbento ng simbahan! May kasama pa itong mga tinik na sinlaki ng daliri ni Bernardo Carpio! Barbe(c/q)ue ang labas ni Maria! Butas-butas ang kanyang katawan dahil sa lakas ng tama niya sa mga tinik. Padive-dive pa kasi.

Ano kaya ang mangyayari kay Maria Kapra? Pano na si Prokopyo at ang mga balak niya ukol kay #21? Hmmm...

*Okay. You can stop imagining now...

So is a bed of roses a good or a bad thing? Good because it symbolizes the pleasure that one gets from roses? Or bad bacause it can be the murder weapon that Gil Grissom has been looking for long?

Ang tamang sagot: letter B.

Siya at kailangan ko pang ihatid si Zsazsa Zaturnnah papuntang planeta ni Queen Famina Baroux Suarestellar upang magapi ang mga bruhang nais sumakop sa Galaxy ng Magatas na Daanan!!!

Meow...

Jingle bells

Yes. Christmas is in the air. No. Just hoping... I want gifts!