things to do:
1. study for ajss thingy-thingy tomorrow
2. write articles for eng
3. start tessellations thingy for geom.
aah. The best way to warm up your literary spirit before embarking on a never ending torture fest: make an entry in your journal [or in this case, moi’s blog].
Went to a lot of places yesterday with my ip group mates… got to explore the “higher end” of the republic of the Philippines. went to bfad [the people there are just ever so… irksome. è their idea of hospitality was to give us a crusty old book whose contents did not so much as figure in our project’s table of contents] we arrived in Alabang around 9:00 a.m., dropped michelle off at the fiesta mall, got lost for a few decades, and finally found the extremely dilapidated and ancient building of the bureau of food and drugs. We were greeted by two shady lookin’ security guards who asked for some id [can’t believe I forgot my id… dergwawah]. and then proceeded to meet kat’s contact… she was… well… not helpful. Words and phrases such as “confidential” and “not privy to the public” kept on popping up, and I couldn’t help thinking: welcome to the conspiracy el conquistadoreh!
After that muchos muchos unpleasant-slash-nakaka-wasted experience, we drove [well, actually, it was manongerz who did the driving but hey… same difference] back to the fiesta mall to pick up michelle, waited for her for like… forever. And then a whole dramatic, soap-opera-ish scene enfolded which involved the flaring of tempers, the efficiency of sun cellular and the screeching of tires along a beat-up pavement. We decided to stop over power plant first, as our next appointment was still to be at 4:30 in the afternoon. We ate in dulcinea [urgh… though the salpicao was scrumptious I really can’t say that I enjoyed it much. Dergwawah. I think I’m losing my love for food. I AM A TOTAL MADDOE]. What followed after that was a muchos muchos pointless alternating between wandering aimlessly and staring off into spacious interiors. Kat then offered to treat us to a merienda in starbucks, of course we accepted. Ate Belgian waffle w/ caramel syrup [moi’s fave-fave pastry in starbucks, just like chelly friend] and drank coffee of the day [which was good also. Was supposed to order caramel macchiato but… caramel plus caramel is just too…. Caramelly.]
Our last destination for the day was the ajinomoto headquarters in Makati, and boy… did my view on MSG change. Wehehe… the person who entertained us was very muchos helpful, she even gave us some free stuff –equals- effin’ kewl! Hrmm… and then it was time to go home. Bwahaha… this was a wee bit complicated as I did not want mutti or vatti to pick me up anymore since they have this seriously irritating trait of screaming at me or gettin’ all riled up whenever I ask them to get me from here or there. So I decided to commute… from eastwood. Got a cab with jonesie, tal, and donna. [they were sooo supportive and comforting and nice…] They got off at big r. I begged the driver to take me to antipolo, fortunately he didn’t push me out of the taxi. Was palpitating by this time, as I feared for my safety… but the cab guy turned out to be real asteeg. He was an englisero… probably some poor kid who just got outta college and couldn’t find decent work. He was really smart and nice. And I got home in one piece.
Hrrm… slept the whole day mostly. And now, gotta get back to work coz I haf a lotta things to accomplish today. Gawd, still have no idea what physics, logarithms, and schmaydy-heidis are. God help me. OHM…. OHM…
TO ALL THE EFFIN’ JERKS IN THE WORLD:
Don’t let it go to your head! Boys like you are a DIME a dozen, boys like you are a dime a dozen. And I say, you’re a bit OVERRATED, you’re a lush and I HATE it, and these grass stains on your knees, they don’t mean a thing! [muchos muchos salamats to Taking Back Sunday, you guys inspire me to be effin’ spiteful]
“I am extraordinary, if you ever get to know me.
I am extraordinary, I’m just your ordinary,
AVERAGE EVERYDAY SANE PSYCHO,
SUPER GODDESS…”
–a real kewl song that nikki-jologs burned for moi. Will ask for the title when next we meet.
definitely no longer searching for utopia, an ergaslophobic student and aspiring thespian, a true blue Filipina and Assumptionist, existing in a state of utter discombobulation, *BROKE*, and fattening myself up in time for the next human sacrifice ritual in tondo, manila...
Stars and Nebulas
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jOnesie
[[myky]]
[[nica]]
pam
[[stephie]]
synty
[[tasia]]
trizza
wissa
Flight
Alanis Morissette
Carbon Stereoxide Studio Notes
Cold Play
Dashboard Confessional
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Haruki Murakami
Milk&Cereal
Miss Saigon
Paulo Coelho
Rent - the Musicale
Shawn Mullins
System of a Down
The Simpsons
The Sims
The Used
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==:::A Few Friendly Reminders from your Resident Sane Psycho:::==
life is an unequivocally fast paced string of events, where the essence of a lifetime can be captured in a single breath, love can develop in a second, and where a long journey can feel like just another ride in the metro rail...
so put on your pink tinted glasses, wear your cheesiest smile. life's too short and much too precious to waste with the frivolities of a shallow existence.
let's limbo!
change is the only constant thing in life.
though it is most difficult to cope with change, we must.
it is survival. it is evolution.
but then again,
what if this change is brought about by paranormal sensations and emotions, unforeseen circumstances, hormonal imbalances, and... the weather?
what if this change is caused by things that are not things. forces that are immaterial?
how do we cope?
how do we end the relentless and crazed see-saw of intense emotions churning deep within us?
how do we stop misery?
how do we prolong happiness?
with a four millimeter bullet?
with a cup of peppermint-tasting cyanide?
with prayer?
i don't know.
i can't even begin to pretend to know, or to comprehend.
and i'm sure,
neither can you.
and it scares me.
it scares us.
that this we cannot understand.
everything else --science, mathematics, ratios, proportions, wars, peace talks, chocolate sprinkles and gum drops, ponies and rabbits, Nobel awards-- we know.
but this,
this simple shift of light and darkness,
this slight distinction,
this sudden rearranging of matter, molecules, and sensations.
this indescribable phenomena.
this we cannot even begin to grasp.
illogical, senseless, strange, odd.
fleeting, momentous, gargantuan, colossal.
what is the meaning behind this change in mood? in feeling?
what is the real root? the common cause?
perhaps we have been doomed to be this way.
to not understand.
to be left in the dark.
doomed to be able to adapt with everything else but this simple swing.
this simplistic issue.
never to find a way to evolve around it.
but perhaps.... in this case,
evolution is not survival.
for if you can just grin and bear it.
take it for what it is.
let go of the logic behind it.
perhaps then, survival is possible.
change is not imperative.
accepting is a prerogative, the answer, the key.