First term was almost over. Hell week just passed, thank goodness. :] MUCH happened in my first three months as a sophie, both good and bad. And I have got my own share of reasons why I hate and love this term. CHANGE has been the most prominent word for me, which I’ve thought as a good thing.
SMILE. =]
here at DATAMA1 lab.. errr.
damn bowling class at MOA.
had lunch at McD’s
NADA.
GUIPROG’s next. zzzzz.
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‘wanna go home’
How hard is it to pretend that you’re perfectly fine when you know you’re not–that you’re over it when a simple smile or “Hi” from that person drives your heart in its fastest beat everytime? DAMN hard..but sometimes, you just have to, to save even the littlest ounce of pride you can for yourself. Fcuk.
Maganda ang araw na ‘to. Masasabing “sakto lang”.
Hinintay niya si Dora sa terminal ng mga 30 minutes, init na init na siya, pinawisan na siya. Haggard. Pagbaba ng Shell, dumeretso sila ni Dora sa CR dun, as usual. Nagpalit ng heels, inayos ang pagod na itsura, nag-powder, nag-powder ulit, at nag-powder na naman. Dahil late na si Dora ay nauna na siyang pumasok sa APC. Habang ang isa naman ay nasa CR pa rin, tumingin sa salamin, inayos ang blouse, at inayos itong muli. Maya maya heto na si Ate. Himala. Nagulat siya. Hindi siya sinimangutan nito, binigyan pa siya ng dalawang promo tabs mula sa kainan ng bayan, ang Jolibee. First time ata yun na hindi nanlisik ang mga mata ni Ate sa pagtingin sa kanya dahil sa katagalan niya sa loob.
Pagpasok sa APC…
Una niyang nakita sa caf ang magkasintahang Robby at Melai. Masaya sila. Sige na, sila na ang sweet. Pumunta siya sa bilihan ng school supplies para ibili ng index card si Dora. Nakita niya si Jessa, emo mode ito sa isang lamesa. Sinamahan niya ito. Nakipagkwentuhan siya. Nakipagtawanan. Maya maya, dumating si Sarah. Medyo na-OP si Jessa. Dumating si Melai at Ilonah. Lalong na-OP si Jessa. Umakyat silang lahat, nakita si Dora. Binigay niya ang index card kay Dora. Bumaba ulit. Tumambay sila sa caf. Napagtanto nilang magti-time na. Umakyat na sila.
PUBSPE1…
Nagagandahan pa rin siya kay Miss Grace. Excited siya. Ito ang pinakagusto niyang subject sa lahat. Oo, mas gusto pa niya ‘to kesa sa MAJORS. May diagnostic test daw, siyempre, ORAL. Isa isa silang tinawag sa harap para magbasa ng maikling passage. Si Miss lang daw ang makikinig. Pwede mag-ingay at makipagtsismisan sa blockmates ang iba. Nagbasa muna siya ng Kapitan Sino mula kay Dora. Nagbasa. Nagbasa. Nagbasa. Di nakatiis. Sumali na rin sa tsismisan. Nakarating pa siya sa kabilang dulo. Tsismisan. Tawanan. Tawanan pa ulit. “Okay..Tin.” sabi ni Miss Grace. Siya na ang babasa sa harap. Hilig niyang magbasa sa harap ng ibang tao kaya okay lang. Binasa niya ito. Mukang natuwa naman si Miss Grace. Natuwa din siya. Bumalik na siya sa upuan. Tsismisan ulit. Maya maya, tapos na lahat. Tumahimik na muli ang klase. Nagsalita ng konti si Miss. Pinabasa sa kanya muli sa buong klase ang maikling passage. Nabulol siya ng konti ngayon dahil na-conscious. Inaasar siya ng blockmates. Inaasar. Inaasar. Nawala siya. Huminto. Natawa na rin. Pero natapos naman ng maayos. Ayun. Okay na din. Nagsalita ulit ng konti si Miss. Maya-maya nag-goodbye na rin. Tapos na ang klase. Lunch na.
Lunch…
Siyempre, muli siyang dumeretso sa CR sa sixth floor kasama ang CR buddies. Nagsuklay. Nagpowder. Nag-ayos. Paulit-ulit. Paulit-ulit. Matagal din. Bumaba sa first floor para magpasa ng form para sa locker. Umakyat sa second floor dahil doon na daw magpapasa. Nakapagpasa na. May locker na siya. Umakyat sa sixth floor para ilagay ang ilang pabigat na gamit sa bag sa locker. Hindi alam kung saan sila pupunta ng kasamang si Juju. Napagdesisyunang bumaba sa first floor para sa book fair. Sa bookfair… Maraming libro. Bookfair nga eh. Nalula sa presyo ng mga librong required siyang bilihin. 700 ata ang pinakamura. May nakita siyang di kanais-nais. Umalis dahil allergic siya sa mga taong panira ng araw. Nagugutom daw ang kasamang si Juju. Nagugutom din siya. Inisip kung kakain ba siya. Naalalang on diet nga pala siya. Sinamahan na lang si Juju na kumain sa Jollibee habang naka-earphones at nagbabasa. Nakita niya si secret crush sa labas. Natuwa. Natapos na rin si Juju. Lumabas ng Jollibee(dumaan muna sa CR sa Select, syempre) at pumunta sa susunod na klase.
TECWRIT1…
Marami pang wala. Maya maya dumating si Miss *apelyido niya*. Marami pa ring wala. Nagsalita ng konti si Miss. Dumating na ang mga wala. Nagsimula na ang klase. Nagdiscuss si Miss. Maya maya, may activity daw. ORIGAMI–pagsunod daw kasi sa instructions ang pinaka-kailangan sa TECWRIT1. Goodluck sa kamay niyang magaling. Nagawa naman niya ang FROG sa tulong ni Kuya sa likod. Salamat sa kanya. Maya maya, meron pa. Groupwork naman. Origami pa rin. Mas mahirap. KOALA naman at BUNNY. Mabuti na lang at groupwork iyon. Nagawa naman nila. Ayun. Tapos na ang groupwork. Natapos na rin ang klase. Nag-goodbye na si Miss.
Pagkatapos ng TECWRIT1…
Alam mo na? NagCR siyang muli kasama ang CR buddies. Nag-ayos. Nag-pee. Nag-ayos ulit. Nalamang walang TRIGANA. Masaya. Masaya talaga. Tumambay lang sa room. Bumaba rin maya maya sa caf. Kwentuhan. Tsismisan. Tawanan. 3:30 na. Umakyat na sila papuntang 5th floor para sa OPESYS. WALANG klase ulit. Masaya. Maagang uuwi. Nagready na siya para umuwi. Alam mo na ulit? CR. Saan pa ba? Natapos nang magCR. Okay na siya. Nag-shuttle sila. Tawanan. Maganda ang topic–si Aling Dionisia. Nakatutuwa. Halakhak. Halakhak. Halakhak. Nasa Magallanes na. Bye bye na.
Sumakay ng jeep papuntang Alabang. Binagtas ang mahabang daan palayo sa magulong Makati patungo sa mas magulong Alabang….
“Para po…” aniya, nasa tapat na siya ng gate.
Diyan nagtatapos ang unang lunes ng eskwela.
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Kapitan Sino.
Weird. Excited. Anxious. Again, due to the resume of classes tomoro.
First class is PUBSPE1 at 10:40 but I’ll be off for school at 8am due to DORA’s request. Okay, granted. :] We’ll meet at Alabang Terminal tomoro at 7:45, but since I’m proudly Filipino, most probably I’ll follow our famous Filipino Time. LOL. I’m guessing we’ll get to school by no less than 9AM. And her class is at 9AM. So, yes, I would have to wait for an hour and forty minutes for my chika class…ALONE. I’d like to be an early bird, even once. Who knows? I might be lucky enough to catch the worm this time. :]
I usually hate lonesome moments but sometimes,of course, I want and need it too. I want one tomoro, for some quirky reasons. :] I don’t wanna look stupid doing some “peoplewatch” in our caf or lib so I asked my friend Dora(Janice) to bring me a good book. She said she just had Kapitan Sino; Bob Ong’s seventh? release. So there. I just hope she won’t forget it. And I certainly hope I won’t be eyeing/ be spotted by some unlikely creatures, especially at those quiet times when there aren’t any friends to serve as “rescuers”. No, I’m not mean, just a little pissed. So ..PLEASE.
Deep within me, I’m afraid and at the same time hoping for something to happen, for the sake of some tranquility of the mind..definitely NOT for anything else…anymore–ERRR, just another strike of my idiosyncrasy.
It’s a little late, nearly twelve midnight. I have to get up about an hour and a half before I leave since I do things in “slow motion” EVERYTIME. *eyes drooping*
That ends this post. 
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Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
“Pakawalan mo ang mga bagay na makakasakit sa’yo kahit na pinapasaya ka nito. Huwag mong hintayin yung araw na sakit na lang nararamdaman mo at iniwan ka na ng kasiyahan mo.”
- Bob Ong
Dahil ika-labing dalawa ng Hunyo kahapon, taong dalawang libo’t siyam, ika-isang daan at labing-isang anibersaryo ng Araw ng Kalayaan ng Pilipinas, naisipan kong sumulat sa wikang Tagalog. Oo nga, kahapon pa yun. Eh ano naman? Ngayon ko lang naisip to eh. Walang mangingialam. :]
Ngayon, anung koneksyon ng sinabi ni Bob Ong? Malaki–malaki ang koneksyon ng sinabi niya sa nararamdaman ko sa kasalukuyan.
Kaninang umaga, pagtingin ko sa aking telepono ay nabasa ko ang teks na iyon[yung sinabi ni Bob Ong] mula sa isang kaibigan. Naisip ko na TAMA, tama talaga. Praktikal lang na gawin ‘yon. Naisip ko rin na sana noon ko pa nabasa ang mga iyon nang mas maaga kong nalaman–napagnilay-nilayan ang mapait na katotohanan. Mahirap nga talagang magpadalus-dalos sa mga bagay bagay. Hindi ako “mapait” dahil hindi naman dapat. Hindi ako galit sa kahit kanino. Hindi rin ako nasasaktan. Naiinis lang ako sa sarili ko. Nakalimutan ko atang gamitin ang utak ko. Hindi ako “ganun lang”. Mali. Sobra.
Kung noon ko pa nabasa ay hindi ko sana nadarama ang ganitong inis sa aking sariling katauhan. Noon pa sana nabuksan ang mga mata ko sa mas maliwanag pa sa araw na katotohanan. Hindi ko sana naranasang magkaroon ng isang talusirang naglangkap ng makamandag na kasiphayuan. Hanep!
Gayunpaman, tapos na. [Mali pala, hindi natapos, dahil wala namang nasimulan.] Umusad ka na. Magpatuloy sa magulo at mapaglarong agos ng buhay.
Mabuhay ka Bob Ong! MABUHAY ANG PILIPINAS!
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AKO MISMO…hindi ako nakapunta kahapon. :[
It’s been a week since my last post, I can’t think of anything sensible to write about since NOTHING’S NEW. Still, I’m pathetically stuck here at home since classes are off due to that friggin’ Influenza A. *RAWR*
I’m supposedly on my way to school at this very moment for my first class, the chika class, as our prof would call it. I think I’ll love PUBSPE1, really. That’s one of the few subjects I’m looking forward to this term; I like imitating different sounds and accents[especially the Aussie's], and even reading something aloud, like speeches. Okay, I just ♥ talking and talking and talking. Our prof’s also nice, we’ve been under Ms. Grace last last term last school year and I surely enjoyed those moments.Did I just say last school year? Gee, being a sophomore haven’t really sunk into me yet.
In a little less than three years I’ll bid my last goodbye to being a school girl and…HOLA real world! :] I certainly can’t wait for that. I’m so much of a futuristic person, I usually spend time day-dreaming on what “will be” . It’s a nice escape to the harsh reality of life, knowing that someday those fictitious pictures in mind will eventually be just on your fingertips. Right now, all I can ever do is STUDY a little HARDER. And those words stinks.
I’ve got three majors this term; OPESYS, GUIPROG, and DATAMAN. I’ve thought of those as a little bearable compared to my JAVA subjects. I’ve loathed myself in the last three terms for not giving much effort in my majors and I surely don’t want to do the same thing this time. I know I can. Yes, I can. Please pray that I can.
All my subjects are fine, I’m guessing I can manage doing well in all those except for one: PEDU4. Yes, Physical Education: BOWLING. I hate my right hand. How do you expect me to slide that heavy freakish ball on rink when I can’t even do the “close-open” thing for babies properly?! My right hand’s suffering fom radial neuropathy…and I’ve been suffering for four months now. I don’t know how it really happened…just one day I woke up that it forgot how to use scissors, type properly,fix my hair and even to open itself properly! Everyone finds it weird. Me too. I remember a classroom scenario when our prof asked us to raise and open both our hands to check if we got some cheats written on it or what…I’ve seen that strange look on my prof’s face when he saw my hands on closed fist, good thing he didn’t bother to ask and proceed on giving the exam. Seeing my blockmates doing such easily made me realize how pathetic my hand really is. I’ve undergone therapies since this “righty mishap” fell on me. Nothing happened. And now I have this bowling class! Phew! They say and I quote “Everything happens for a reason”. Could it be that my right hand got fed up with all those stuffs I ask him to do that he finally decided to quit? Or have I slapped or spanked anyone with my righty that its strength and capabilities were taken away as a punishment? Idunno. So to all of you LUCKY people who got both of your hands well….I ENVY YOU! Maybe I’ll just stick with the cliche I mentioned earlier: “Everything happens for a reason”. Bow!
I’m starting to feel lethargic now and I’ve been hearing some grumpy sentiments from my stomach…so I guess I’ll have to end this nonsensical post.
Ciao!
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I lost and I’m lost.
Classes will officially start tomoro…finally.
I’m hoping things will be better for me. New term, new subjs, new profs–almost everything’s new. It’s the best time to change a little–let go of some silly old ways and have an “updated version”. There are just tons of things that I’d like to “start” and “stop” doing but I’m afraid procrastination won’t let me. That has always been my biggest dilemma when it comes to “changing for the better”. Errr, sounds too idealistic. I just can’t think of any other ways on how I’d call it–self-improvement? Whatever.
Start with the basics…my things had always been so much of a mess. I’m not the “Miss Organized” type, stuffs in my bag will prove that. If it weren’t for some girly thingies inside and its being a shoulder bag, you would’ve mistakened it to be owned by some guy. And that’s what I primarily wanted to change. I want to be a little orderly this time. Wish me so much luck.
Well, it’s not just my things that I wanted to fix but also my major subjects. JAVA gave a real blow; it’s so freaking hard, or maybe I just didn’t put much focus into it. Now I want to take it seriously, though i’m expecting less of Mr. Java in my subjects this term…not sure. But DATAMAN, OPESYS, and GUIPROG are sure not petty. Huhu. Enough of these stuffs, it just puts so much pressure. *RAWR*
I wish to say a lot more but I hate to put so much expectations on what I’ll become next term/tomoro. Expectations usually brings disappointment aight? And my peevish little sister here beside me is just so irritating…keeps on bugging me and reading everything because it’s her turn “daw”. UGH.
A senseless post indeed, BOW!
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“Hi”—–> “Hello”
BOREDOM strikes again and my mind won’t let me think of anything to write…so here. *RAWR*
Things you can do with absolutely NOTHING:
Blink wildly and then close your eyes really tight for an interesting light show
(Amusement Potential: 1-5 minutes)
See a variety of blobs, stars and flashes. Try to make out shapes and see if your subconscious is trying to send you a message (perhaps that funny shape is saying, ‘send all your money to urban75.com’?)
See how long you can hold a note
(Amusement Potential: 4-20 minutes)
Not that much fun, but it sure passes the time. Play with a friend, or try to beat your own personal best. Inhale deeply and then try and make a noise for as long as you can. Earn extra points for making your partner laugh or ending on an amusing note.
Try to not think about penguins
(Amusement Potential: 1-5 minutes)
This is especially hard, because by trying too much, you remember what you were trying to avoid thinking of. If you try too little, you end up thinking about penguins anyway.
Pretend you’re a robot
(Amusement Potential: 1-3 minutes)
Walk down the street with mechanical movements, adding ‘zzzzzt’ sounds with each motion. Pretending to have a motor broken in, say, your left hand can add at least 30 seconds more entertainment.
Scratch yourself
(Amusement Potential: 1-3 minutes)
Go ahead, scratch yourself now. Even if nothing itches, go ahead. Doesn’t that feel pretty good?
Rate passers by
(Amusement Potential: 10-15 minutes)
Secretly award passers by marks out of ten as you go along, offering (unsaid) expert criticism over their clothing, hairstyle and footwear choices.
Repeat the same word over and over until it loses its meaning
(Amusement Potential: 1-3 minutes)
Pick a random word out of a magazine and say it aloud to yourself until it becomes a meaningless set of noises.
Pinch yourself
(Amusement Potential: 1-3 minutes)
What is pain? Why is it unpleasant? There’s nothing physical about it – it’s all in your mind. Plus, after pinching yourself for awhile, boredom will seem nice next to being in pain.
Try to swallow your tongue
(Amusement Potential: 1-2 minutes)
There’s not much to say about this one. It is possible, but really stupid.
Pretend to be a car
(Amusement Potential: 5-10 minutes)
Make appropriate revving noises in your head as you walk along and add a racing commentary as you pass strangers in the street. Use blinking eyes as indicators for extra authenticity.
Make Star Trek door noises
(Amusement Potential: 1-2 minutes)
Stand by an electric door to a bank or something and make that silly “Scccccccchwop” sound heard whenever people popped on to the bridge to hang with Captain Kirk.
Look at something for awhile, shut eyes, study after image
(Amusement Potential: 2-5 minutes)
Another great time waster. It takes about 30 seconds of staring to create an after image, and the image is then viewable for about the same length of time. Fun to combine this one with pushing on your eyes.
Get yourself as nauseated as possible
(Amusement Potential: 5-10 minutes)
Best achieved by looking straight up and spinning around. Try to be so dizzy you can’t even stand up. This is also entertaining due to the “makes boredom seem a lot better” effect
Invent a weird twitch
(Amusement Potential: 5-10 minutes)
Adopt a bizarre twitch (e.g. flicking your head irregularly, twitching with eye or busting out sporadic cough noises) and try it out when you go shopping.
Make a low buzzing noise
(Amusement Potential: 15-30 minutes)
Hours of fun in libraries! Keeping a totally straight face and looking nonchalant, make a low pitch humming/buzzing noise and see who reacts.
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Hell yeah, I know, it’s ANNOYING, NONSENSE, MORONIC.
Thanks for wasting a little of your precious time by the way.
HA HA!
Just another lesson learned. I’ve been real. I meant everything. You’ve been special, really. I know this’ll come. It’s better off this way, everything ‘s got their own reasons. Thank heavens for this. Buh-bye.
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