I have lost my lunch buddy to a virus. Sad, really. Now others must endure my lunch-disrupting intrsuions due to my lack of a semi-permeable memberane semi-permanent companion. Sorry, guys.

Sunday Morning. I was gently shaken into conciousness by the lowering of my melatonin levels and the purring and meowing of this stupid cat outside my window.

Wait. Outside my window? Our room is found on the second story of the building. It is also adjacent to a back wall about 1.++ meters away. So where could this cat be? It can't be that loud for me to hear it al the way up here. And when I looked out the window, voila! Hello, cat. This wall that I've mentioned is covered with vertically-oriented, painted bamboo shafts. The ends of these shafts are not exactly level with each other. Nevertheless, these ends are somehow level with our room's windows. And the cat was walking on these ends! Beat that, Tyra Banks! But how could the cat have reached this height?

That's when I really woke up. Stupid dream.

But no. It wasn't a dream! I checked the wall and the cat was really there? Again, how could this have happened? A day has passed, consumed by the wretchedly beautiful but required novel. At around 7 I checked for signs of the cat and true enough, it was still friggin' there! I had to tell my roommate and all he said was, "that'll smell after it dies." :'(

Anyway, back to lecture guide. This morning the cat was gone. Amazing. And now it's friggin' back! Ugh.

Do you know when you bump someone and you say an involuntary sorry even though you think that didn't hurt? And you get a sorry, too, when you get hit. I bet this is related to that culture crap our teacher has been talking about for the whole sem. But this post is not about culture. It's the lack of it. Or at least that's what I think.

For this week I was hit twice. One by this really bulky guy. He was muscular-bulky ang when he hit me with his huge watch he didn't even look back nor say sorry. And it hurt like hell. I thought it was gonna bruise, but thank heavens it didn't. The second one was by this woman carrying a huge box of pain-inflicting properties. I was hit by this corner and my skin was scratched. And no sorrys (or sorries?) whatsoever. What is with these people? Grr.

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I sale-d today. So much for Lenten sacrifices. I have been eating meat on Fridays. I have been eating a lot. And spending a lot, too. So the only thing that's holding up is the No Starbucks promise. Please let me not crave expensive coffee.

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My Burgie has been having problems lately. It spontaneously shuts down at very crucial moments. What am I going to do?

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PE is now over! We did the finals today and I actually don't know what to say. Block, I L-O-V-E you all. Haha. Thank you for bearing with my loud-ness. And thank you for being early when I'm not.

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I loved the first round of talumpati for Kom. Probabaly because I wasn't one of the speakers. Dingdong (Armando Balasbas, Jr. at Ma'am Kim's insistence) came up with a very witty speech. Loved it, loved it.

And of course there was The Great Believer. I felt like shedding tears even though she was just starting. But of course I didn't. It's a culture thing.

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Just a few more minutes and I'll be watching the highly anticipated [3x18]. Trebor, shut up. No spoilers (isn't this a car part?).

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A Saturday without exams=the calm before the storm. And this may be a really big storm. *sigh*

EDIT:

I just watched the latest Grey's episode. Reaction: OMG.

this PE finals is taking a lot out of everyone. go block! we can do this.

cutting and pasting music is very tiring. and very time-consuming. i loved it, anyway.

minke, visit me and tell me your story. first-hand. please? your story is valium in page form.

I want to write a lot right now. I just hope I stay awake long enough to do this. *inhales*

Okay! So I'm so happy right now. For a lot of reasons. (1) I was able to watch a movie. Yes, I watched 300 even though all the cells of my body were screaming for sleep. And regret I did not (yuck Yoda). Even though I watched half of the movie with a throbbing head (my head throbs a lot lately, notice?) and numb feet (never wear flipflops to movies), I still managed to finish the long thing. I was first amazed by how they made the movie that long! When I read the graphic I was thinking, "How disappointing will the movie be? This story is so short." But no! They had to bring in a lot of slow-mo. Which I liked a lot. The battle scenes were so brutal. And gory. But then again, they executed the whole thing with such dignified grace it seemed like a dance. I can now totally imagine Feur Grissa Ost Drauka doing the dance with death. And then there was this other scene where Leonidas et al was consulting the oracle. The oracle was a beautiful girl who wore this gossamer dress. And when she was having these "visions," she moved such that her body was making all these impossible angles and she was flapping the dress around! And everything was in slow-mo. That was so amazing. I'm a dance person so I really find these things fascinating.

(2) We went to interview Acd. Conrado Dayrit (Manuel Dayrit's father) today. It was great, picking his brain. Or mind. Imagine to a fully functional 87-year-old. I don't know about the rest of my Kom group but I was so blown away. The best thing he said was about positions and power. "It's not the position that's important. It's the power to effect change that comes with it." Not exact words, mind you. But said in the same light, nevertheless. One Kom requirement partially down!

(3) I'm to deliver my Talumpating Handa on the 22nd! Yes! Time to prepare! Cedes is like the bestest blockhead for The Cult 13.

(4) I went to church at 8 o'clock. And went home an hour after. Then JF greeted me with 2 very cute, green scrubs! Okay, they were just the tops, but I have no use for the pants anyway. Shall I wear them to school one day? Haha. Love it love it.

(5) I'm craving a lot of things lately. Tonight I craved for Flat Tops. Do you know those chocolates all covered in pastic foil and orange wrappers? Yes, I wanted those. A lot. And I was just airing out all these cravings when suddenly JF went out. Guess what? To get me 5 of those. Awww. I have the best roommates ever. The chocolates made me giddy. So I Have a perfect reason not to resort to drugs nor to cigarettes nor to alcohol nor to sex nor to whatever there is left.

Happiness is very attainable. That is if we choose to walk the few steps that brings us to the nearest corner. The thing is, you don't mind those few steps when you're with someone. I am so not making sense here. Oh, you get the point.

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Last week I realized 2 things. Or maybe three. Or 4. Who cares?

(1) I have not yet mastered the art of smiley-drawing.

(2) Good looks must have a high price. I mean, you have to be generally nice or at least accommodating. If you are otherwise, you get crap from other people. It's nice that I don't have to put up with this. I just have a great personality. Haha!!!

(3) High school is sooooo 5 minutes (or a few months) ago. It's amazing how people mature under stress. And petty fights remain that. A few stupid words said. A "sorry" there. A bit of a smile and voila! Peace. I remember not talking for months to particular people just because of their misplaced oversensitivity. My gosh, how immature! Imagine all the energy spent...


(4) I whine a lot. About life in general. Or the lack of it. I keep on complaining about how I don't get to enjoy the big world just because all of my days are eaten up by schoolwork. And how do I get myself free from work when I become a doctor? Life=kaput. My world is getting smaller and smaller and the only times I can sense it is if I stop and really think about it. My life is getting more limited!

But then again, I chose this life. I've wanted this ever since, for as long as I can remember. This is the whole of my life. This is what makes me whole. What will make me whole. I just have to put up with this stupid crap for a while, then comes the whole-ness.

So all these tests littered along the way are just...well, litter. I just have to discipline myslef. So I'll stop whining. Bring it on!

i was thinking about the word "emotions" and thought (thinking and thought go together, mind you) about how awkward it sounds during bio lab oral reports. so i came up with another stupid line:

love is like a mini-horse. it's so unscientific-sounding. nyahaha.

So I was talking about this dieting thing. Or budgeting. Whichever. But for more than a week now I have been craving for a slice of blueberry cheesecake.

My mom celebrated her nth birthday last Sunday. Then she called up, telling me all about the surplus BLUEBERRY CHEESECAKE they had at home. Argh! Why must you highlight my utterly deprived (foodwise among many others) state?

So anyway, I just had to have a slice. I was getting so distracted during daytime and the only thing to do is to get it over with and brave a slice of sweet-tangy heaven. Yes, damn the budget for the day. Or week. So I had to have that cake! So off to Sbarro. But when I arrived, the Chicago Deep Dish looked so inviting. With all these lines of deliciousness coming out of it. On impulse, I bought a slice. So really, I will starve for the rest of the week. And it's only Tuesday! Gah!

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I went with Joanne yesterday to pick a new color for her nails. So goodbye hot pink, hello acorn!

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I b*tched a lot about a lot today. Not good.

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I am so sleepy right now. But my module beckons me with it's sweet sweet voice. How can I translate my sarcasm here? Anyway, I realized that I raelly do need to study right now. My classmates are now reading pages I haven't even seen before! Freedom down the drain is the theme of iMed life.

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Coffee is my best friend. And so is cramming. That reminds me of my stupid speech plan (which I still have to make). We had an impomptu for Kom yesterday and I didn't even prepare for it! Well how was I supposed to know about it? Good thing my uber low score got offset by my uber high (okay not that high) exam result for Bio Lab. I love Bio Lab. And Ma'am Kim. I would like to erect a shrine for her. What shall the offerings be? Fresh blood from a maiden frog?

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I didn't like you when the day started out. You didn't even notice me. But you have a knack of turning up when I see the world though the eyes set on a throbbing head. And I shall go to sleep with thoughts of you. And that is enough to last me another day without hearing of your stupidities. Or your amazing-ness.

This post is for you.

Joanne had deadly hot pink nails today. They distracted me to death. What about black ones with white flowers? Is this even fashionable? Ganyan kita kamahal. I risked your wrath para lang masabi na ang blinding ng sampung kuko mo. Haha.

Wala akong masabing iba kasi andami pang gagawin. Haha. Gusto ko lang talagang i-mention yung kuko mo. :p

EDIT:

Andaming humihingi sa akin ng e-mail address ni Nicole. Okay dalawa pa lang so far. Pero bakit kaya? Hmmmmmmm. Anong kayang kababalaghan ang kinasasangutan ng blockhead ng kabilang block?