I just downloaded three sugarcult albums, and wow pare. i'm enjoying almost all of the songs, and that's a pretty rare thing.
so today ended peacefully enough, far from what i was expecting yesterday. y'see, today's the day we take our first neuro and algeb tests, and just this morning everyone was absorbed in his or her way of studying.
but as it turns out, it wasn't so bad after all. yeah, i got two questions wrong at the neuro exam, but that doesn't really bother me. it's a bit funny, one friend of mine kept complaining that he wasn't satisfied with his score(cough, cough), whilst i was contemplating what to eat for lunch.
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i guess one of the main reasons why i chose UST is that the atmosphere suits me. DLSU would've been a better choice in terms of job connections, i admit. but the thing is, DLSU already has my sister in it, who leads an org and has different connections, inside and out.
i dunno. i believe the pressure would kill me. plus there's this feeling at the back of your heart, constantly comparing you and your sister's achievements. and oh, there's the people too. hahay.
UST, on the other hand, has a sort of laid back vibe, y'know. it's cool. plus i like the trees.
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on the other side of things, i got grouped for theo101 with some of the greatest persons in class(cough, cough), so i expect that to go smoothly.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Tabula Rasa, Anyone?
Holy crap. Haha, i've been a college student for two weeks already! ang gara naman. haha xP
so. this week, a lot happened. there's the storm, and because of it, UST was turned into Atlantis overnight. Yesz.
Also, because of the storm, we lost internet connection for five days. it was funny; everything was working except for the landline. haha. xP
And also, because of the storm, a lot of people lost lives. let us pause for a moment, shall we?
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So i got overkilled at psy102, neuroanatomy. we were given the task of memorizing the cranial nerves, and i swear, i managed to memorize them all, even if just barely.
but the funny thing with my professor(who's also the head of the psychology dept) is that he used the lottery method, but using an eraser as a medium. the eraser was passed around and whoever is the poor chap unlucky enough to be the last one holding the eraser gets picked for recitation.
so you can imagine, tensions were running high. a lot of people, out of excitement, threw the eraser at the next person, while others took their sweet time, preferring to trap the others rather than being the trapped one himself.
so it was in this manner that i got called upon to recite. swearing silently, i tried to walk with dignity. i couldn't do it well, so i pictured walking into an arena of lions as a hero. that helped.
last meeting, he mentioned the words parasympathetic nervous system. basically, it kicks in whenever you feel stress or if you need to respond to a certain stimuli. it appears in the form of sweat, clammy hands and faster heart rates. last meeting, he heavily hinted that we would experience that.
and that was what exactly happened. i got overkilled. it was worse than mental block. in ordinary mental block, you only forget the details. in my case, all of my senses shut down. the room's low temp didn't even bother me as much. what the hell.
good thing some people helped. thanks a million guys. you dudes rock. :D
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i've been trying to get the ropes out of multiply, but it's no use. haha xP it just isn't the same as... i dunno. fster? blogger?
dunno. i'll just try it this weekend and for the rest of the weekend.
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i think i've said before that nothing ever prepares you for college. let me just reiterate.
Nothing prepares you for college.
so. this week, a lot happened. there's the storm, and because of it, UST was turned into Atlantis overnight. Yesz.
Also, because of the storm, we lost internet connection for five days. it was funny; everything was working except for the landline. haha. xP
And also, because of the storm, a lot of people lost lives. let us pause for a moment, shall we?
...
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So i got overkilled at psy102, neuroanatomy. we were given the task of memorizing the cranial nerves, and i swear, i managed to memorize them all, even if just barely.
but the funny thing with my professor(who's also the head of the psychology dept) is that he used the lottery method, but using an eraser as a medium. the eraser was passed around and whoever is the poor chap unlucky enough to be the last one holding the eraser gets picked for recitation.
so you can imagine, tensions were running high. a lot of people, out of excitement, threw the eraser at the next person, while others took their sweet time, preferring to trap the others rather than being the trapped one himself.
so it was in this manner that i got called upon to recite. swearing silently, i tried to walk with dignity. i couldn't do it well, so i pictured walking into an arena of lions as a hero. that helped.
last meeting, he mentioned the words parasympathetic nervous system. basically, it kicks in whenever you feel stress or if you need to respond to a certain stimuli. it appears in the form of sweat, clammy hands and faster heart rates. last meeting, he heavily hinted that we would experience that.
and that was what exactly happened. i got overkilled. it was worse than mental block. in ordinary mental block, you only forget the details. in my case, all of my senses shut down. the room's low temp didn't even bother me as much. what the hell.
good thing some people helped. thanks a million guys. you dudes rock. :D
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i've been trying to get the ropes out of multiply, but it's no use. haha xP it just isn't the same as... i dunno. fster? blogger?
dunno. i'll just try it this weekend and for the rest of the weekend.
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i think i've said before that nothing ever prepares you for college. let me just reiterate.
Nothing prepares you for college.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Living For Another 4 Years
This morning, a little bit after 5 am, i woke up to the sound of rain and wind (two of my favorite natural things) against my window. A few texts here and there, some breakfast rituals and other mundane stuff, and i plopped back at my soft bed. Cozy.
I woke up a little past ten, i think. i checked the time and boom! haha, patay na pala si cellphone.
Great. I remember thinking. Not that much of a big deal. I could always use the pc for my music needs, anyway.
It was just then that i realized that anything electricity-related was immediately out of the question. I was in blackout city.
I remember thinking if we were already dead. You know, what if the Earth was suddenly hit by an asteroid or a bio weapon of some sort, and we all dropped dead. What if the afterlife resembled everything, just in rain and in semi black and white form? OMFG.
I quickly dismissed the idea, scolding myself.
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I spent the day doing my oldest pastime - reading. It was a good thing really, that sis had this copy of Narnia's second book, and even a copy of Roald Dahl's The Twits.
It helped pass away one and a half hours.
After reading, i decided to work on my Algeb homework-slash-review-slash-ticket out of boredom. I think it went smoothly, although that thought reeks of being biased.
I swear that my high school education wasn't enough. I'm feeling less intelligent and more stupid these days, and i'm sure i'm not the only one. Maybe this is normal. I dunno. Maybe it's just a phase or some kind of disease i'm not aware of.
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On the other hand, how does one really prepare for college? Does one immerse himself in a lot of stuff to get a larger knowledge of things, many of which could be an icebreaker of some sorts? Or does one bury himself in hardcore studying? Does he searches out for blockmates or for connections? And in the first day, what is his initial reaction? College is like starting a blank slate in life. What will one choose to write with- an old face or a new one? Will one choose to shun away from his old habits and start a new life? Or will one cling to the old traditions?
I dunno. I think the real question is out there somewhere, and the answer varies for all of us. It's not a simple matter of doing the right thing or not - after all, ethics is only man made, it is bound to have imperfections somewhere.
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As for now, i'll sing a lot songs and float on.
which reminds me, i still haven't done the research on the parasympathetic nervous system. (gasps)
and oh! haha, walang pasok bukas. time to relax.
I woke up a little past ten, i think. i checked the time and boom! haha, patay na pala si cellphone.
Great. I remember thinking. Not that much of a big deal. I could always use the pc for my music needs, anyway.
It was just then that i realized that anything electricity-related was immediately out of the question. I was in blackout city.
I remember thinking if we were already dead. You know, what if the Earth was suddenly hit by an asteroid or a bio weapon of some sort, and we all dropped dead. What if the afterlife resembled everything, just in rain and in semi black and white form? OMFG.
I quickly dismissed the idea, scolding myself.
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I spent the day doing my oldest pastime - reading. It was a good thing really, that sis had this copy of Narnia's second book, and even a copy of Roald Dahl's The Twits.
It helped pass away one and a half hours.
After reading, i decided to work on my Algeb homework-slash-review-slash-ticket out of boredom. I think it went smoothly, although that thought reeks of being biased.
I swear that my high school education wasn't enough. I'm feeling less intelligent and more stupid these days, and i'm sure i'm not the only one. Maybe this is normal. I dunno. Maybe it's just a phase or some kind of disease i'm not aware of.
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On the other hand, how does one really prepare for college? Does one immerse himself in a lot of stuff to get a larger knowledge of things, many of which could be an icebreaker of some sorts? Or does one bury himself in hardcore studying? Does he searches out for blockmates or for connections? And in the first day, what is his initial reaction? College is like starting a blank slate in life. What will one choose to write with- an old face or a new one? Will one choose to shun away from his old habits and start a new life? Or will one cling to the old traditions?
I dunno. I think the real question is out there somewhere, and the answer varies for all of us. It's not a simple matter of doing the right thing or not - after all, ethics is only man made, it is bound to have imperfections somewhere.
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As for now, i'll sing a lot songs and float on.
which reminds me, i still haven't done the research on the parasympathetic nervous system. (gasps)
and oh! haha, walang pasok bukas. time to relax.
Friday, June 20, 2008
A Moment of Peace.
Whew Just finished editing/creating a multiply account, which links here. haha. Dunno what to do now. sigh.
Guess i'll just pop on the couch and enjoy the rain, eh? yay. :P
Guess i'll just pop on the couch and enjoy the rain, eh? yay. :P
Monday, June 16, 2008
Overkilled In Five Days (Univ's First Week)
Day 1
Got up early that day, mainly because i was exhausted from yesterday's activities, thus, i slept early. After eating a hurried breakfast and taking a-not-so-hurried bath, i changed into my school uniform.
It's a simple thing actually. College of Science people are like a cross between a nurse and a businessman. Cool.
My first class, Eng101, was spent idling away the time. Prof has yet to show himself, as of the time of writing.
I've met a lot of great people that day(pao, ian, pam, jean, edge...).A lot of handshakes and nervous smiles were abound that day. Haha, understandable.
Day 2
Today, was some sort of "get-to-know-the-freshies" thing for our college. It was fucking tiring, sorry for the cussword. I mean, a tour around the campus, on foot. OMFG. I sincerely thought i'd pop my brains out or something.
Good thing i had friend to pass the break by. :P
But it was only a few moment's reprieve. Grr.
Turns out, i only got a few toe burns and an excruciating back and leg ache then. I felt really sorry for the girls that still wore heels though. Although i don't think there were any like that in our block, we're a couple of the greatest people you'll eve get to meet, haha.
There was this org fair happening. Psych students are automatically.. guess what? Tsaraan! Psych Soc members. You'll just have to choose the branch you want to be in. Naturally, i chose InfoPsych, a branch in charge of the Psych Journal. I also joined the CoS's journal, Momentum. Still have to pass the screening though. argh. :P
Day 3
A day like the usual. We got arranged according to out surnames. As usual, i got placed way in the back. Which is cool, by the way. There are a lot of great people in the area.
Books were given. Overkilled is an understatement; i have three books, two of which are the size of over sized dictionaries. Another book, Neuroanatomy, will be released next Monday. I repeat, overkilled.
Wednesday signals my pe time. So at a little before 3 pm, i trudged off to find that damned building.
I guess if one thing is universal in this world, it would also be the innate and unique mindset of guards. They point you to their buddies. And once you get to the said buddy, he'll point you to another buddy. This cycle continues until you stumble upon the right guard. You're very lucky if you found it in three of four tries. Two tries is inhuman, and just one means that life is out to get me.
Korfball.
I'm starting to like that sport. It's sorta like an inverted basketball. If you have the ball, you stop. The great thing about it is that it's a different sport from basketball altogether. I dunno. I just have an innate aversion for basketball eh.
So aun. It's a cool sport, requiring teamwork.
Day 4.
Got to school pretty early, so we stopped by the Quadricentennial park to take in the early morning air. It was as if peace itself became the air. It took over and made me feel safe.
Met new professors today - Fil101 and SA. They're both great.
People are starting to let down their guards down more. It's funny, it almost felt like the class was still divided, and yet you somehow felt that you belonged.
That day, it rained; my first taste of UST life. it was refreshing. it felt like the rain had a different feel to it.
Day 5
Had fun all throughout the class today. Zoo101 was a bit freaky though. I was placed from the back to the front. OMG.
Mam Leticia, my Math101 prof, isn't a bad person at all. Her lessons are easy enough to understand. I think i feel safe, if only for a second.
This afternoon, we all agreed to round up the tropa. Yeah, we waited long. But it was worth the laughs we had. Well worth it.
It was surreal. There we were - an internet systems, a mechanical eng'g, a electrical eng'g, a biology, a nursing and yours truly, psychology student waiting for an fx. Shame Bonty couldn't make it though. sigh.
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I guess nothing could have prepared me for college. Scratch all the trivia, the drama, the tests and the stress of your life away. Nothing prepares anyone for college.
I'm planning to explore Multiply. Seems like the best option eh. Nee-san once told me that you can place your blog posts on Multiply eh, kaya aun.
Got up early that day, mainly because i was exhausted from yesterday's activities, thus, i slept early. After eating a hurried breakfast and taking a-not-so-hurried bath, i changed into my school uniform.
It's a simple thing actually. College of Science people are like a cross between a nurse and a businessman. Cool.
My first class, Eng101, was spent idling away the time. Prof has yet to show himself, as of the time of writing.
I've met a lot of great people that day(pao, ian, pam, jean, edge...).A lot of handshakes and nervous smiles were abound that day. Haha, understandable.
Day 2
Today, was some sort of "get-to-know-the-freshies" thing for our college. It was fucking tiring, sorry for the cussword. I mean, a tour around the campus, on foot. OMFG. I sincerely thought i'd pop my brains out or something.
Good thing i had friend to pass the break by. :P
But it was only a few moment's reprieve. Grr.
Turns out, i only got a few toe burns and an excruciating back and leg ache then. I felt really sorry for the girls that still wore heels though. Although i don't think there were any like that in our block, we're a couple of the greatest people you'll eve get to meet, haha.
There was this org fair happening. Psych students are automatically.. guess what? Tsaraan! Psych Soc members. You'll just have to choose the branch you want to be in. Naturally, i chose InfoPsych, a branch in charge of the Psych Journal. I also joined the CoS's journal, Momentum. Still have to pass the screening though. argh. :P
Day 3
A day like the usual. We got arranged according to out surnames. As usual, i got placed way in the back. Which is cool, by the way. There are a lot of great people in the area.
Books were given. Overkilled is an understatement; i have three books, two of which are the size of over sized dictionaries. Another book, Neuroanatomy, will be released next Monday. I repeat, overkilled.
Wednesday signals my pe time. So at a little before 3 pm, i trudged off to find that damned building.
I guess if one thing is universal in this world, it would also be the innate and unique mindset of guards. They point you to their buddies. And once you get to the said buddy, he'll point you to another buddy. This cycle continues until you stumble upon the right guard. You're very lucky if you found it in three of four tries. Two tries is inhuman, and just one means that life is out to get me.
Korfball.
I'm starting to like that sport. It's sorta like an inverted basketball. If you have the ball, you stop. The great thing about it is that it's a different sport from basketball altogether. I dunno. I just have an innate aversion for basketball eh.
So aun. It's a cool sport, requiring teamwork.
Day 4.
Got to school pretty early, so we stopped by the Quadricentennial park to take in the early morning air. It was as if peace itself became the air. It took over and made me feel safe.
Met new professors today - Fil101 and SA. They're both great.
People are starting to let down their guards down more. It's funny, it almost felt like the class was still divided, and yet you somehow felt that you belonged.
That day, it rained; my first taste of UST life. it was refreshing. it felt like the rain had a different feel to it.
Day 5
Had fun all throughout the class today. Zoo101 was a bit freaky though. I was placed from the back to the front. OMG.
Mam Leticia, my Math101 prof, isn't a bad person at all. Her lessons are easy enough to understand. I think i feel safe, if only for a second.
This afternoon, we all agreed to round up the tropa. Yeah, we waited long. But it was worth the laughs we had. Well worth it.
It was surreal. There we were - an internet systems, a mechanical eng'g, a electrical eng'g, a biology, a nursing and yours truly, psychology student waiting for an fx. Shame Bonty couldn't make it though. sigh.
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I guess nothing could have prepared me for college. Scratch all the trivia, the drama, the tests and the stress of your life away. Nothing prepares anyone for college.
I'm planning to explore Multiply. Seems like the best option eh. Nee-san once told me that you can place your blog posts on Multiply eh, kaya aun.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Happy Father's Day, Dad.
We just called Dad, wishing him a happy Father's Day. It was the usual stuff, really. He scolded me on how to be a man, basically underlining, bold writing and capitalizing the typical man stereotype.
When he was speaking with baka-nee, it hit me. How much of him do i really remember?
Dad works overseas, y'see. He spends a a month every six months to come home and visit us. This was how i remember him from my childhood. In my eyes back then he was like a stranger visiting regularly. A stranger, yes. But i somehow knew that i should love this guy.
I'm not really complaining. Well, not that much. It just seems that he has spent greater of his life away from me, and i find it hard to connect with him.
I admit, it has not been exactly smooth sailing with us, especially his gripe about how i should live my life. But... there's no doubt that i still want him to be in my life, in a more personal circle. Heck, in the aforementioned telephone conversation, it was hard for me to talk to him(that's because he was scolding me all the time), what more if the conversation was done in person? Oh the Hell.
I dunno. It just seems a little unfair for him; for his offspring to have so few memories of him. If i were to be a dad, i'd want to be with my daughters and sons everyday. Maybe it's pity; this emotion i feel. Or maybe it's a sort of a "men thing". Or just plain old son's love.
I'm tired of the cycle. I try to connect. He tries too. I can see that, and i love him for it. But his idea of connection; bonding over construction work. You might be asking, "what the hell? construction shit?"
Like dismantling the the iron rungs of our basketball hoop(over 8 feet is my guess. Lampas lampas pa sa akin. Pos i'm 5 ft something). And then gunning open a decrepit generator, for 6(x) times.
Of course, i use up energies to do those stuff, and i get pissed off when i see my other siblings eating loliies or watching the telly. That fucking ticks me off. Reader's Digest actually confirmed my worst fears; middle children are usually neglected and become the black sheeps. BS.
And because i'm pissed off, things are kept bottled up. Bottled up till i get nightmares and stuff about it.
I'm weak. I acknowledge that fact. And perhaps because of that, i can be stronger. Perhaps. Just a perhaps.
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Tomorrow's my classes. *smiles* finally. I can get the introductions over with. Arigato yo, Kamisama.
When he was speaking with baka-nee, it hit me. How much of him do i really remember?
Dad works overseas, y'see. He spends a a month every six months to come home and visit us. This was how i remember him from my childhood. In my eyes back then he was like a stranger visiting regularly. A stranger, yes. But i somehow knew that i should love this guy.
I'm not really complaining. Well, not that much. It just seems that he has spent greater of his life away from me, and i find it hard to connect with him.
I admit, it has not been exactly smooth sailing with us, especially his gripe about how i should live my life. But... there's no doubt that i still want him to be in my life, in a more personal circle. Heck, in the aforementioned telephone conversation, it was hard for me to talk to him(that's because he was scolding me all the time), what more if the conversation was done in person? Oh the Hell.
I dunno. It just seems a little unfair for him; for his offspring to have so few memories of him. If i were to be a dad, i'd want to be with my daughters and sons everyday. Maybe it's pity; this emotion i feel. Or maybe it's a sort of a "men thing". Or just plain old son's love.
I'm tired of the cycle. I try to connect. He tries too. I can see that, and i love him for it. But his idea of connection; bonding over construction work. You might be asking, "what the hell? construction shit?"
Like dismantling the the iron rungs of our basketball hoop(over 8 feet is my guess. Lampas lampas pa sa akin. Pos i'm 5 ft something). And then gunning open a decrepit generator, for 6(x) times.
Of course, i use up energies to do those stuff, and i get pissed off when i see my other siblings eating loliies or watching the telly. That fucking ticks me off. Reader's Digest actually confirmed my worst fears; middle children are usually neglected and become the black sheeps. BS.
And because i'm pissed off, things are kept bottled up. Bottled up till i get nightmares and stuff about it.
I'm weak. I acknowledge that fact. And perhaps because of that, i can be stronger. Perhaps. Just a perhaps.
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Tomorrow's my classes. *smiles* finally. I can get the introductions over with. Arigato yo, Kamisama.
Warding Off Sleep
I'm condcuting an experiment!
I fear i won't be able to sleep tomorrow(since Monday's the start of class), so i'm pulling an all-nighter tonight!
Okay, that just sounded stupid. But considering how hard it's been to sleep lately, i'll give this one a shot. Lemme see. What should i do in the meantime?
1. Read a book.
Yeah, sure. I love books. But the question is, what book? I've reread practically everything here. Hindi nga nakaiwas ung mga Tom Clancy ni erpats eh. Sigh.
2. Text people.
Haha, funny. I don't even know where my cp is. Mental note; look for it later.
3. Read a manga.
This should do it. Haha, Soul Eater is shaping up pretty nicely.
4. Practice Photoshopping.
Yeah, right. I just blew the last of Inspiration writing The Red Ganymede Exodus.
5. Call Up Other People
Yeah, in the middle of the night.
6. Cook.
That's not a bad idea. I've been dying to try out how to make banana split using melted ice cream with fruit juices. Then again, the ingredients are outta whack.
7. Blog.
Er. Haha.
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The only logical ones here are.. erm... nos 1, 3 and 7. The rest are too far-fetched.
Sigh. Everyone's gone off to sleep already. haha. xP
I fear i won't be able to sleep tomorrow(since Monday's the start of class), so i'm pulling an all-nighter tonight!
Okay, that just sounded stupid. But considering how hard it's been to sleep lately, i'll give this one a shot. Lemme see. What should i do in the meantime?
1. Read a book.
Yeah, sure. I love books. But the question is, what book? I've reread practically everything here. Hindi nga nakaiwas ung mga Tom Clancy ni erpats eh. Sigh.
2. Text people.
Haha, funny. I don't even know where my cp is. Mental note; look for it later.
3. Read a manga.
This should do it. Haha, Soul Eater is shaping up pretty nicely.
4. Practice Photoshopping.
Yeah, right. I just blew the last of Inspiration writing The Red Ganymede Exodus.
5. Call Up Other People
Yeah, in the middle of the night.
6. Cook.
That's not a bad idea. I've been dying to try out how to make banana split using melted ice cream with fruit juices. Then again, the ingredients are outta whack.
7. Blog.
Er. Haha.
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The only logical ones here are.. erm... nos 1, 3 and 7. The rest are too far-fetched.
Sigh. Everyone's gone off to sleep already. haha. xP
Friday, June 13, 2008
Cooking
Yay! Haha, we just got a spanking new microwave oven, an appliance i've been secretly wanting to have for years. haha. i've always wanted to bake a cake, and the recipes i've been downloading online seem relatively easy. *grins*
Ate just bought the first book of the Narnia series, the Magician's Nephew. It's a pretty cool book, but a bit on the thin side if you ask me.
Spoiler! Please highlight at your own risk.
Polly and Digory, after a series of events, end up in the Woods Between the Worlds. In that place, there are a lot of ponds, which are really gateways to different worlds. They end up in a world that has almost ended. Wandering in that world, they meet the Last of the Rulers, Jadis. Jadis, after losing a battle against her sister, declares the Deplorable Word(haha, wonder if she divided by zero or something) and kills all the life on the planet. Thus, ultimately killing all of her subjects.
Jadis then follows the two kids back to London, and a series of events, resulting in the creation of Narnia, the White Witch of the North, and the Wardrobe is born. It tackles issues such as greed, and if you look at it deeper, the question "what is power and youth, really?" comes to mind.
So aun. Cool story. Hope the protagonists end up marrying each other.
Posting later. I think.
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Oooh. Almost forgot. Just a day to go before i enter UST. Woohoo. haha xP
Ate just bought the first book of the Narnia series, the Magician's Nephew. It's a pretty cool book, but a bit on the thin side if you ask me.
Spoiler! Please highlight at your own risk.
Polly and Digory, after a series of events, end up in the Woods Between the Worlds. In that place, there are a lot of ponds, which are really gateways to different worlds. They end up in a world that has almost ended. Wandering in that world, they meet the Last of the Rulers, Jadis. Jadis, after losing a battle against her sister, declares the Deplorable Word(haha, wonder if she divided by zero or something) and kills all the life on the planet. Thus, ultimately killing all of her subjects.
Jadis then follows the two kids back to London, and a series of events, resulting in the creation of Narnia, the White Witch of the North, and the Wardrobe is born. It tackles issues such as greed, and if you look at it deeper, the question "what is power and youth, really?" comes to mind.
So aun. Cool story. Hope the protagonists end up marrying each other.
Posting later. I think.
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Oooh. Almost forgot. Just a day to go before i enter UST. Woohoo. haha xP
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Imaginary Insomnia is Contagious, Please Take Care.
It's already 4:28 am.
I got up at around 1, and i still haven't finished the work i have to do. Then again, i don't really have a deadline. It's just the little voice at the back of my head telling me to do it right now. Sheesh. Blast that little man. Haha, it's not really work. It's more of.. poking around, ala detectives. Only this time, there's no real culprit. Just a case and load of unsolved questions.
I'm gonna poke around some more. Nobody knows.
and yeah. I just downloaded cowboy bebop's full OST. Whew. Spike is more gar than Kamina, imho.
I got up at around 1, and i still haven't finished the work i have to do. Then again, i don't really have a deadline. It's just the little voice at the back of my head telling me to do it right now. Sheesh. Blast that little man. Haha, it's not really work. It's more of.. poking around, ala detectives. Only this time, there's no real culprit. Just a case and load of unsolved questions.
I'm gonna poke around some more. Nobody knows.
and yeah. I just downloaded cowboy bebop's full OST. Whew. Spike is more gar than Kamina, imho.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Scared Shitless (Yes, it Does Happen)
Last night, i had a dream. More of a nightmare, really. The thing is, i can't remember the details. I only know that i contains a cd with the title Marriage Murders, with a little text at the side Everybody's getting married. And killed!. The cd cover showed a groom with a bloody skull for a bride. I remember watching it, then getting the feeling that it's all familiar and stuff. I think i even realized that i was in a dream, but the cd was something from reality.
But most of all, i remember being terrified watching it. I remember how the couple, before having sex, are slaughtered, skinned and flung across the room like some bloody carpet. I think the culprit wore a mask, but i'm not so sure now.
It's all kind of hazy now, the kind of haze that makes you think that it's an ordinary writer's block, but as it turns out, it's even more.
So i wake up in the middle of the night(or was it in the morning? I could hear the faint sounds of tricycles in the distance eh), sweating and panting. My eyes flew open, registering the first thing i just had to see; an ajar closet door. A bit terrified, i closed them shut again. That was around the time i heard a lizard. I chalked it up to mere coincidence. Then i was reminded of a line from xxxholic "there is no such thing as coincidence in this world. everything is inevitable". By that time, i was more than scared. I remember wondering if lizards and dreams were an omen of things to come.
Then i looked across the dark room. Teddy and Frankenbunny, my stuffed animals, were somewhere near the region of my right side. The fan was still on. The book that i was re-reading, Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass was still near my face. The streetlight's light seeped through a crack on my orange curtains, ending in a thin line on the closet door.
Then i heard a soft thud just outside my window.
Images from my dream came flying back. I was scared shitless.
I got up in bed quietly, slipping on my glasses. I tried to remember where everything was in my room, anything that can be used for protection. The guitar was downstairs. My arnis set was inside my closet, at the topmost shelf. It would take a lot of ruckus to get that.
Then i remember my bamboo flute. It's a hard thing. It would make an excellent arnis substitute. I got out of the bed at once.
Tangina parang makuha yung flute, maglalakad pa ako sa gitna ng kwarto, papunta dun, sa kabilang pader.. Madadaanan ko pa ang bintana na sakto namang nasa gitnang pader.
Despit my better judgment and brains, i threw open the curtains unarmed to see..
nothing. Just an empty street. I thought i saw the lizard somewhere, but i'm not really sure.
Breathing a sigh of relief, i plopped back to bed again.
But not before thinking the last thought that kept me awake for about an hour or so.
Potek. Ano ung kaninang kalabog na narinig ko kanina sa labas ng bintana?!
When i woke up, i was greeted by an ajar closet door again.
But most of all, i remember being terrified watching it. I remember how the couple, before having sex, are slaughtered, skinned and flung across the room like some bloody carpet. I think the culprit wore a mask, but i'm not so sure now.
It's all kind of hazy now, the kind of haze that makes you think that it's an ordinary writer's block, but as it turns out, it's even more.
So i wake up in the middle of the night(or was it in the morning? I could hear the faint sounds of tricycles in the distance eh), sweating and panting. My eyes flew open, registering the first thing i just had to see; an ajar closet door. A bit terrified, i closed them shut again. That was around the time i heard a lizard. I chalked it up to mere coincidence. Then i was reminded of a line from xxxholic "there is no such thing as coincidence in this world. everything is inevitable". By that time, i was more than scared. I remember wondering if lizards and dreams were an omen of things to come.
Then i looked across the dark room. Teddy and Frankenbunny, my stuffed animals, were somewhere near the region of my right side. The fan was still on. The book that i was re-reading, Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass was still near my face. The streetlight's light seeped through a crack on my orange curtains, ending in a thin line on the closet door.
Then i heard a soft thud just outside my window.
Images from my dream came flying back. I was scared shitless.
I got up in bed quietly, slipping on my glasses. I tried to remember where everything was in my room, anything that can be used for protection. The guitar was downstairs. My arnis set was inside my closet, at the topmost shelf. It would take a lot of ruckus to get that.
Then i remember my bamboo flute. It's a hard thing. It would make an excellent arnis substitute. I got out of the bed at once.
Tangina parang makuha yung flute, maglalakad pa ako sa gitna ng kwarto, papunta dun, sa kabilang pader.. Madadaanan ko pa ang bintana na sakto namang nasa gitnang pader.
Despit my better judgment and brains, i threw open the curtains unarmed to see..
nothing. Just an empty street. I thought i saw the lizard somewhere, but i'm not really sure.
Breathing a sigh of relief, i plopped back to bed again.
But not before thinking the last thought that kept me awake for about an hour or so.
Potek. Ano ung kaninang kalabog na narinig ko kanina sa labas ng bintana?!
When i woke up, i was greeted by an ajar closet door again.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Living in the Present.
Haha, it's funny. i just got confirmation AGAIN that my class will start on the 16th. tigas ng ulo ko baa. :P i'll be calling the pe dept later, confirming the rumor about the pe class. sheesh.
for some reason, i'm not feeling pissed off. maybe it's the sudden rush. i dunno, maybe it's the excitement or the anticipation, or the anxiety, yknow. stuff like that gives you the adrenaline whatever.
oh, and there's this commenter on my profile, ada. she asked me a question, but i can't reply to her cause her profile's restricted only to her friends, her private messaging is on, her photo comments is off, and i don't even know her full name, much more her email address. so i'm in a nutshell; i can't answer her question. i took the most logical course of action and posted my reply on my own profile, but that comment is now down to page 2, due to the avalanche of comments i've been receiving(which, btw, is a welcome change, see post above). so aun. any more ideas?
ja ne. posting later. i have a few phone calls t do. pronte's just messaged me about something, and it's too good to miss.
for some reason, i'm not feeling pissed off. maybe it's the sudden rush. i dunno, maybe it's the excitement or the anticipation, or the anxiety, yknow. stuff like that gives you the adrenaline whatever.
oh, and there's this commenter on my profile, ada. she asked me a question, but i can't reply to her cause her profile's restricted only to her friends, her private messaging is on, her photo comments is off, and i don't even know her full name, much more her email address. so i'm in a nutshell; i can't answer her question. i took the most logical course of action and posted my reply on my own profile, but that comment is now down to page 2, due to the avalanche of comments i've been receiving(which, btw, is a welcome change, see post above). so aun. any more ideas?
ja ne. posting later. i have a few phone calls t do. pronte's just messaged me about something, and it's too good to miss.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Wondering, Wandering.
Yaawn. Another day. Wonder how this one will turn out.Hmm. Soundtripping to The Ataris. :D yeahh. huuur.
Walking After You,.
Everything's moving so fast, i fear i can't catch up even if i want to.
ps.
The Foo Fighters's Walking After You connects to me so hard right now. Try it. It just may connect to you too. It's meaning may not necessarily be about love, by the way. It all depends on how you see the song mehn.
pps.
I hate being "here". I'm not as tough as you think.
ps.
The Foo Fighters's Walking After You connects to me so hard right now. Try it. It just may connect to you too. It's meaning may not necessarily be about love, by the way. It all depends on how you see the song mehn.
pps.
I hate being "here". I'm not as tough as you think.
Friday, June 6, 2008
As of the Moment
I'm feeling great today, so i guess it's a good thing. :) it must be all of the coffee i downed yesterday. weird. xP
so aun. let me list some of the things i'm thinking as of the moment.
1. Fantastic Plastic Machine
try searching it on youtube. superb mehn. maybe i'll post some of their songs here. dunno. maybe i'll try creating a player.
2. Fried Rice
yeah. i am now able to make tsaraan! fried rice! haha. :) im so effing proud.
3. Advance Wars
now this radiates coolness. :P you take the command of an advisor to the commanding officers, or the COs as you trek along the warpath.
4. Harvest Moon
i kinda miss this game, and i kinda don't. haha. dunno why, though.
5. The Brilliant Green
OMG. the lead sings with a voice with a perfect balance of western and eastern influences. plus, she's real cute too. wooo! oh, they're a japanese band, btw. can't say i understand all of the lyrics though. but oh well. i can trust my instincts, i guess. haha. :P here's a pic.
6. Underground Animes(at least two years ago)
a few years ago, someone once told me "yak, kadiri naman pinapanood mo. loser!" now, look where she is; an anime addict, possibly even greater than me.
7. UST
can't they speed up things? haha, not that i'm complaining hardcore, but the stuff here at home bores me.
8. Imeem
leche. ang tagal mag upload. xP haha, gwarrrr! lilimang kanta lang yan. (although arguably, the file size is a bit on the large size ;P)
9. Singularity
nuff said.
10 Eleven Hour Carousel
This is a collection of stories made by stranded passengers one night in an airport.
I dunno. I messed up the facts. xP haha, i forgot to research how many passengers a normal flight could hold and.. aun. haha xP hope people won't notice. xP
so aun. let me list some of the things i'm thinking as of the moment.
1. Fantastic Plastic Machine
try searching it on youtube. superb mehn. maybe i'll post some of their songs here. dunno. maybe i'll try creating a player.
2. Fried Rice
yeah. i am now able to make tsaraan! fried rice! haha. :) im so effing proud.
3. Advance Wars
now this radiates coolness. :P you take the command of an advisor to the commanding officers, or the COs as you trek along the warpath.
4. Harvest Moon
i kinda miss this game, and i kinda don't. haha. dunno why, though.
5. The Brilliant Green
OMG. the lead sings with a voice with a perfect balance of western and eastern influences. plus, she's real cute too. wooo! oh, they're a japanese band, btw. can't say i understand all of the lyrics though. but oh well. i can trust my instincts, i guess. haha. :P here's a pic.
6. Underground Animes(at least two years ago)
a few years ago, someone once told me "yak, kadiri naman pinapanood mo. loser!" now, look where she is; an anime addict, possibly even greater than me.
7. UST
can't they speed up things? haha, not that i'm complaining hardcore, but the stuff here at home bores me.
8. Imeem
leche. ang tagal mag upload. xP haha, gwarrrr! lilimang kanta lang yan. (although arguably, the file size is a bit on the large size ;P)
9. Singularity
nuff said.
10 Eleven Hour Carousel
This is a collection of stories made by stranded passengers one night in an airport.
I dunno. I messed up the facts. xP haha, i forgot to research how many passengers a normal flight could hold and.. aun. haha xP hope people won't notice. xP
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Three Days at Medical City
Just got home, home sweet home. Yey. Everything seems to slip in place; the messiness, the weird noises every now and then - everything. i feel like sitting here with my feet up, drinking something cold. basically feeling life again.
the hospital trip lasted only three days cause it turns out, mom is well enough already to stand on her own. yez. :)
all in all, the trip to the hospital wasn't as boring as i thought. Medical city is freaking huge. it has two major towers - the main and the medical arts.
freaking huge. it looks more like a hotel than a hospital, really. not that it matters much though - actually i welcome the change. everything and everyone inside feels so warm, i half-expected people to suddenly dance or something.
like a hotel. there's a starbucks, a pancake house, and a foodcourt. it also has a bank and a powerbooks. dunnu why they didn't call it medical mall or sm medical, really. weeird.
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aside from the slight culture shock, i started to question the path i'm taking. (i mean, what do you expect me to think of, marooned in a hospital room for three days?)
it all started when, around midnight of the first night, i got up and explored a bit, on the pretense of buying something from the convenience store. i ended up on the lower ground(i think. there were two more floors after that), when i saw a sign leading to psychology. i freaked out a bit, then retreated back to the ground floor.
i dunno why.
the next day, late afternoon, the nurse told me that the OR was now ready. it was then that the thought of being an anesthesiologist appealed to me. how hard could it be to stick stuff near people's spinal cords, right?
i quickly dismissed the idea, reminding myself that every life is precious.
when my relatives came for a visit some time later, my tito bong, a banker, gave me the idea of being a nurse. well. not exactly. he kinda told me to be a nurse after my psychology, and i was like, what?!
i quickly dismissed this, since long time ago. sigh. whenever people ask me about my course, they almost always ask what i would want to do with it. i tell them it's very well rounded, since i can enter all three major fields - industrial, medical or educational.
then they ask me AGAIN, what i would want to do with it. i reply with my trust polite voice and basically say " i don't really know yet. i'll have to get a feel of it first, shouldn't i?"
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i want to be a pedia. i want to be a teacher. i want to be a trusted employee.
sigh.
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oh, and many thanks to all of the people that prayed for my mom's sake. God bless you, mga mehn. :) Call on me if you need anything, ayt?
the hospital trip lasted only three days cause it turns out, mom is well enough already to stand on her own. yez. :)
all in all, the trip to the hospital wasn't as boring as i thought. Medical city is freaking huge. it has two major towers - the main and the medical arts.
freaking huge. it looks more like a hotel than a hospital, really. not that it matters much though - actually i welcome the change. everything and everyone inside feels so warm, i half-expected people to suddenly dance or something.
like a hotel. there's a starbucks, a pancake house, and a foodcourt. it also has a bank and a powerbooks. dunnu why they didn't call it medical mall or sm medical, really. weeird.
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aside from the slight culture shock, i started to question the path i'm taking. (i mean, what do you expect me to think of, marooned in a hospital room for three days?)
it all started when, around midnight of the first night, i got up and explored a bit, on the pretense of buying something from the convenience store. i ended up on the lower ground(i think. there were two more floors after that), when i saw a sign leading to psychology. i freaked out a bit, then retreated back to the ground floor.
i dunno why.
the next day, late afternoon, the nurse told me that the OR was now ready. it was then that the thought of being an anesthesiologist appealed to me. how hard could it be to stick stuff near people's spinal cords, right?
i quickly dismissed the idea, reminding myself that every life is precious.
when my relatives came for a visit some time later, my tito bong, a banker, gave me the idea of being a nurse. well. not exactly. he kinda told me to be a nurse after my psychology, and i was like, what?!
i quickly dismissed this, since long time ago. sigh. whenever people ask me about my course, they almost always ask what i would want to do with it. i tell them it's very well rounded, since i can enter all three major fields - industrial, medical or educational.
then they ask me AGAIN, what i would want to do with it. i reply with my trust polite voice and basically say " i don't really know yet. i'll have to get a feel of it first, shouldn't i?"
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i want to be a pedia. i want to be a teacher. i want to be a trusted employee.
sigh.
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oh, and many thanks to all of the people that prayed for my mom's sake. God bless you, mga mehn. :) Call on me if you need anything, ayt?
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