October 24, 2008
10:45 AM
Aeyoo! It has been weeks since I last visited here. It is maybe because the month of October really pre-occupied me with a lot of things. Just so much plain drama I think. I’ve just recently been dose with the epidemic of finals week and finally I’ve been cured with the three-week semester break. Actually I am kind of in a rush during the last few days of finals week. Oh well, I’m just so fixated with the fact of craving for the excitement of going back home and doing stuffs that I usually do which I cannot manage to do in the dormitory. You know, sorry to say though, but the town where my university is located is quite isolated with the fast-paced civilization. And I hope it is for the purpose to let the students focus more in their studies than be destructed with the plague of parties and bad influences of today’s youth, and teach the students the true principles of life---the hardest yet the best. It is part of the formula why our school is the most and ever prestigious University of the Philippines. Hell yeah, no school here can beat us and no one can question that. No one ever dared.
Anyways, so it has been a week now since I sped up going home. My, if you just know how much sweat and brow-raising I did in order to go home early. Since one day of wait for me is too much to spoil my excitement of going home, I decided not to attend our semestral-break party in our dorm and was branded as one of the few “KJ’s” (kill joy) as what they call it, who cannot manage to sacrifice a day to celebrate with their fellow dormers before the sem ends. Damn. I don’t care. Like I’m gonna miss one-half of my fun time if I was not there. Like duh… It is already buzzing around in our city since Masskara Festival is constantly heating up there. Before I forgot, October is the month of our festival so I always thank God that sem-breaks, coincidentally fall there. Haha. And I believe that some of my fellow dormers will even go there also to party before they go home to their fellow hometowns. Oh well, it’s a grand event so why hush?
Besides the dorm blues, I’ve also fought for the injustice that happened in our Civil and Welfare Training Service. (I call it injustice because there is no better yet ugly word that I can find in the dictionary to describe it. Peace on earth! It’s “ber month” already so Christmas is just a wink away). It is a command from the higher government that all students should have this training for two semesters. Hideous as it gets, here in our university, if we lack number of hours in our attendance record, we will automatically fail the “subject” for bullshit it has a grade. And failing such for the first semester means repeating it again for the first semester in second year, which is a whole lot of burden already. That’s why I really tried my best to air my complain about this issue of including me as one of those students who lacked hours and needed to attend the make-up classes during sem-break, which is again preposterous since I swear to all heavens and angels that I did not have any late nor absences in this freaking training. Sigh*… Anyways, I did what must be done about this unjust system and guess what? I am victorious. You see, I always believe that justice prevails no matter what. You just have to know how to speak up for what is not right and fair.
Well, that’s a lot of lost neurons that happened there. Going back, it has been a week now, and so how am I? Honestly, after that last four days of the festivities which is so damn fun, I’m back again with my old self. Yeah right, I have found my long-lost ego--- “The Me” during free time wherein there is no school, no home works, and no monster teachers and professors. I’m back to my good old boring days filled with lots of eating, sleeping and doing anything whatsoever in the computer like what I’m doing right now. Actually I’m supposed to meet with my friends right now and watch High School Musical 3 but until now I was not able to confirm if I’ll come and have not texted back. I love going out with them for it has been a four-month battle of missing each other and usually a snatch for a day in our school breaks can end those lonely hearts of ours. But still I declined the missed opportunity since I am usually broke every school breaks, I have spent my last penny during the dawn of the festival, and the timing was not right for they just informed me late in the evening last night so I was not able to ask for money. Sad me huhuhu… I can make it up to them someday. All I need to do is ask sorry first within this morning.
Ok, so that’s it for now. All I need to do is spend my break on its whatsoever peak and enroll for the next semester. Shoot… I forgot to check my grades in our online registration. Three subjects of mine have no grades yet though my general weighted average for now is 2.045 (making 1 the highest). It marked “good standing” but it is not that good enough for me. Demanding? It is part of my strategy why I always excel although being in a tough university is quite a challenge for my competency. Hush hush hush… It means I need to double-time next time… a little ring a bell will do.
BYEBYE!!! –XOXO-
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
my yearbook drama
this is from my comm1 class essay report... we were asked to bring a thing that is recently have been somewhat memorable in our life... oh well the most melodramatic thing that i can only think of was my yearbook so i wrote something about it...
-my yearbook drama-
There was a lot of drama that I have encountered before I was able to get my yearbook. Just to get it, I nearly met two accidents on my way home and back to the Miagao campus. I have to cut some of my classes, actually, my major classes because I have reached overtime to the allowable span of time that I'm supposed to get it. Also, I must not forget the imitation of an action-packed movie in my conquest for my yearbook. But eventhough I suffered enough trouble, I believe that it's all worth the drama.
The near-accident-prone experiences of mine before and after getting my yearbook were really memorable. Before going to the seaport, I nearly bumped on a moving car in the side of the street. Actually, I was hurrying up to catch up the next trip and I was not able to see an approaching car beside me that if I move one foot on the open side of the street, I could have been busted. And looks like I received a double karma because before I reached the nearest jeepney going to Super, a white unscrupulous car bumped my bag and nearly made me tumble to the ground. Fortunately, my life was spared, although the cord of the radio in my bag was detached from the radio.
Accidents were accidents but the cutting of classes part was my choice. I need to skip the NSTP-CWTS(National Service Training Program-Civil Welfare Training Service) class just to catch up the afternoon trip. Since Monday that then was holiday and there was no class in the high school building, I need to go on Tuesday morning which means sacrificing my 7am Geology 11 class. Also, since I cannot catch up the 8:30 Zoology 10 lec class, I cut classes there too. My 10:45 trip to Iloilo was delayed and making it to my 1pm Zoology 10 lab class was impossible summing up to three skipped classes in my heavy Tuesday schedule.
Among the three subdramas, the action-packed conquest for my yearbook was the best part. In order to make my homecoming worthwhile, I need to embody roadrunners speed to rush an early trip and spend majority of my Saturday at home. Because of that rush hour, it seems that I forgot some of the things I want to bring back home-my toothbrush, my notes, my books, and my cellphone charger. But still, nothing beats my “grand alumni homecoming” in my dearest high school wherein I was like circumnavigating the world looking for the yearbook moderator to get my yearbook immediately. Because everything was delayed already, panic struck me to constantly remind or even plead to the driver of the Miagao jeepney to imitate Michael Schumacher to hurry up so that I can make it to the 4pm PE long exam.
You may ask me why I have to risk my life on hit-and-runs, to be oblivious on things, to make myself shameless on demanding the drivers and the yearbook moderator, and, to sacrifice my major subjects, for the sake of a high school remembrance. But I guess, having seen my yearbook already, it's all worth it anyway. It is not just a thing but a world of memories that lasts for a lifetime. It contains the faces that launched a thousand memoirs, making my life, my high school life, move faster and slower at the same time. It is not the thing, but the people of whom I have loved the most and beloved me in return, whom I have shared my lowest lows and my highest highs, and, of whom the every single strand of heartfelt and heartache memories in my soul belonged to...
---oh well... that's all... i just finished this for about an hour...
***FYI: My school, the Univ. of the Phil. -Visayas is in Miagao, a town in Iloilo province... i live in another province which is just beside the panay is. where Iloilo is located... but still, i need to cross "ocean-ocean" just to go back and forth from my school to my home... haha...
-my yearbook drama-
There was a lot of drama that I have encountered before I was able to get my yearbook. Just to get it, I nearly met two accidents on my way home and back to the Miagao campus. I have to cut some of my classes, actually, my major classes because I have reached overtime to the allowable span of time that I'm supposed to get it. Also, I must not forget the imitation of an action-packed movie in my conquest for my yearbook. But eventhough I suffered enough trouble, I believe that it's all worth the drama.
The near-accident-prone experiences of mine before and after getting my yearbook were really memorable. Before going to the seaport, I nearly bumped on a moving car in the side of the street. Actually, I was hurrying up to catch up the next trip and I was not able to see an approaching car beside me that if I move one foot on the open side of the street, I could have been busted. And looks like I received a double karma because before I reached the nearest jeepney going to Super, a white unscrupulous car bumped my bag and nearly made me tumble to the ground. Fortunately, my life was spared, although the cord of the radio in my bag was detached from the radio.
Accidents were accidents but the cutting of classes part was my choice. I need to skip the NSTP-CWTS(National Service Training Program-Civil Welfare Training Service) class just to catch up the afternoon trip. Since Monday that then was holiday and there was no class in the high school building, I need to go on Tuesday morning which means sacrificing my 7am Geology 11 class. Also, since I cannot catch up the 8:30 Zoology 10 lec class, I cut classes there too. My 10:45 trip to Iloilo was delayed and making it to my 1pm Zoology 10 lab class was impossible summing up to three skipped classes in my heavy Tuesday schedule.
Among the three subdramas, the action-packed conquest for my yearbook was the best part. In order to make my homecoming worthwhile, I need to embody roadrunners speed to rush an early trip and spend majority of my Saturday at home. Because of that rush hour, it seems that I forgot some of the things I want to bring back home-my toothbrush, my notes, my books, and my cellphone charger. But still, nothing beats my “grand alumni homecoming” in my dearest high school wherein I was like circumnavigating the world looking for the yearbook moderator to get my yearbook immediately. Because everything was delayed already, panic struck me to constantly remind or even plead to the driver of the Miagao jeepney to imitate Michael Schumacher to hurry up so that I can make it to the 4pm PE long exam.
You may ask me why I have to risk my life on hit-and-runs, to be oblivious on things, to make myself shameless on demanding the drivers and the yearbook moderator, and, to sacrifice my major subjects, for the sake of a high school remembrance. But I guess, having seen my yearbook already, it's all worth it anyway. It is not just a thing but a world of memories that lasts for a lifetime. It contains the faces that launched a thousand memoirs, making my life, my high school life, move faster and slower at the same time. It is not the thing, but the people of whom I have loved the most and beloved me in return, whom I have shared my lowest lows and my highest highs, and, of whom the every single strand of heartfelt and heartache memories in my soul belonged to...
---oh well... that's all... i just finished this for about an hour...
***FYI: My school, the Univ. of the Phil. -Visayas is in Miagao, a town in Iloilo province... i live in another province which is just beside the panay is. where Iloilo is located... but still, i need to cross "ocean-ocean" just to go back and forth from my school to my home... haha...
Monday, October 6, 2008
welcome to my new surreal world...
for over a hundred pigments of imagination under a saga, i have finally made up my mind to really have my own sole blog site...
oh well... i need changes and explore the cyberworld... it's fun... stress-free... or shall i say... let your stress free??? haha... it's now october 7, 2008... i just took up my geo 11 long exam... and this week until next week is our exam week... shoot.. ughhh... i have not started any subjects yet... can't think anymore... and the only remedy for this is to stop minding about it and shift my mind from that horror to entertainment... surf... watch dvd's... you know... just for awhile... just to make myself not under pressure...or in boiling water...
ok so... welcome to me... yipee!!! haha... this blog site is really great!!! user friendly... i wonder why i have to stuck my butt out of those other not-that-really-for-blog sites... why i have to endure the pain of being patient about those errors and unending loading and buffering... heck... now i have a "real one"... thanks for boredom... for letting my strand of neurons find another way to make myself busy and fun at the same time...
i love making blogs... i may not be that good in making one... but i dont give a damn if im making uninteresting topics... i just want to write something about some thoughts that bothers me and lingers all the time in my brain... those annoying bastards which tries to make my cerebrum pop out in thin air 'coz they want to get out and infect others...
hah.... wheww...now im relieved...
actually, i am now in our internet-accessed area in school... i still have to prepare for my next "end-of-the-world" class...
so, i think this is the start of something new... im living it, laughing it, loving it...
-XOXO-
oh well... i need changes and explore the cyberworld... it's fun... stress-free... or shall i say... let your stress free??? haha... it's now october 7, 2008... i just took up my geo 11 long exam... and this week until next week is our exam week... shoot.. ughhh... i have not started any subjects yet... can't think anymore... and the only remedy for this is to stop minding about it and shift my mind from that horror to entertainment... surf... watch dvd's... you know... just for awhile... just to make myself not under pressure...or in boiling water...
ok so... welcome to me... yipee!!! haha... this blog site is really great!!! user friendly... i wonder why i have to stuck my butt out of those other not-that-really-for-blog sites... why i have to endure the pain of being patient about those errors and unending loading and buffering... heck... now i have a "real one"... thanks for boredom... for letting my strand of neurons find another way to make myself busy and fun at the same time...
i love making blogs... i may not be that good in making one... but i dont give a damn if im making uninteresting topics... i just want to write something about some thoughts that bothers me and lingers all the time in my brain... those annoying bastards which tries to make my cerebrum pop out in thin air 'coz they want to get out and infect others...
hah.... wheww...now im relieved...
actually, i am now in our internet-accessed area in school... i still have to prepare for my next "end-of-the-world" class...
so, i think this is the start of something new... im living it, laughing it, loving it...
-XOXO-
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