The once office-going kid started being the home-staying kid July 1. Effectively, it's been 14 days already since I have been home-based, with a usable computer, fast internet at my disposal, food for when I get hungry, my bedroom for when I feel sleepy -- pretty much no excuse for not having anything accomplished.
My blurry to do list has basically 3 things on it: send TN emails, clean room, bum. The third one is definitely getting in the way of 1 and 2. It's been 14 days of struggling to get things done but always getting sidetracked by naps, mindless free TV, Multiply, Facebook, and every other thing I stumble upon. I hate it that I have roughly the attention span of a fly -- always finding other things more colorful, more interesting, and more delicious-looking. I just had to write this entry because I told myself maybe if I get the distractions out of the way, maybe, just maybe, I can start firing out those emails. I am still crossing my fingers this way of fooling myself works.
For days on end, I have had my TN forms open as word files but really, I am off to the world wide web surfing to my hearts delight. Totally not working. I just keep myself happy by having these word files open, convincing myself that somehow, after snooping this last journal entry of this person, or uploading this last album, I will find it in me to click on the Word file and actually start reading them. And then finally decide whether I want this TN and then send an email with my CV. But no, every two seconds I find an interesting post from people, my multiply backlog of pictures does not run out of albums for posting. It's frustrating really. Muh -- I kinda wanna say I hate myself, but I take it back, I can't find it in me to hate myself. Hehe.
I shall go close this window, and go on as planned. Close internet conection, go up to my room and finally open AND read the TN forms. Just you wait, I shall blast you with an email balst update. And the struggle, err.. wrestle with productivity beginsssss.
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Ponderings of the Pensive Kid in the Office
Grawrsh. Lazed butt on the run -- erm no, on the couch? My butt’s so lazy I can’t start to do anything. I am dizzy, the kind of dizzy you get when you’re sleepy, and I can’t seem to start writing or start pretty much anything. Oddly though, when I start viewing websites which are unrelated to work, or start writing things that make no observable value-added to the things I am supposed to be writing, the dizziness shakes off.
The things Mark Twain teaches us – if you remember the English classes well, you know his wise words about the difference between work and play. And I quote from the The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, “Work consists of whatever a body is obliged to do. Play consists of whatever a body is not obliged to do”. Classic example – reading the BBC. Back in second year college, willing myself to read the BBC to matterload is such a horrendously difficult task. Well for one the bloody English write differently, and two, the reading is required to become a well-versed, well-rounded average reasonable person aka debater. But look at how the tables are turned today observing dear Mr. Twain’s adage. Today I read the BBC for pleasure. I have an RSS feed on my browser and BBC articles are one drop-down menu and one click away. Reading the BBC is fun – but really, it is only fun because I am supposed to be reading PEZA articles and the latest BOI tables. Oh and screw that, of course I can’t forget FDI for the following verticals: medical transcription, finance back office, and engineering process outsourcing. I’ve read so much about them I can recite the top verticals even in my sleep.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
One last stretch before our hibernation
It's two in the morning, and we're still here at Cuayo's. Fourteen hours away from our deadline and all acting weird like anything. Sleep is very much a luxury and if we all had our way, I know we'd all drop everything , including lappies in the Char Arias Mode, to hit the sack. I wish this were just a reflection paper I could cram and then leave. But NO. This. is the Feasifrickinbility Study. Wuh. Maybe if I close my eyes it'll all go away. But I open my eyes again and the Word file is still waiting for me.
One last stretch before our hibernation....
Sleep well, sleep well. Sleep tomorrow you shall be comodified. I shall have too much of you til you come out of my ears. My eyes are NOT going to give up on me til 5pm later. Fourteen frickin hours.
Okay, enough stalling. Back to Writing.
P.S. I shall be forever grateful to Rachelle Lim for doing our diagrams and working on my (badass) Gantt Chart! :) Thankyouuuu!
One last stretch before our hibernation....
Sleep well, sleep well. Sleep tomorrow you shall be comodified. I shall have too much of you til you come out of my ears. My eyes are NOT going to give up on me til 5pm later. Fourteen frickin hours.
Okay, enough stalling. Back to Writing.
P.S. I shall be forever grateful to Rachelle Lim for doing our diagrams and working on my (badass) Gantt Chart! :) Thankyouuuu!
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Dumdeedumdeedum-ing to March
We're three days away from the Feasib deadline. Hohum. Nobody seems to be flustered, though. It's as if we're just waiting for Thursday to get over and done with. And no, I don't take it against anyone from Merry Feasib (and yeah, that's really how the collective's called :P), cos I pretty much feel the same. I guess everyone really lost "it" (um, magic? or excitement? I can't put a word to it, so for blogging purposes, "it" shall suffice) when we got news of the three-week extension.
And NO defense -- I still can't make up my mind about how I should feel about that. On the one hand, it takes this big cloud over your head. No more clammy hands and the dugdug of heavy heartbeats from worrying about stuttering mid-report. It's kind of a sigh of relief. Kind of. On the other hand, I feel like the defense is kind of a rite of passage before you really can call yourself a graduate, especially from BA. Some part of me feels like we're missing out on something there. Oh well, I might be getting overly emotional. Hayhay.
The thing that makes our feasib more stressful, is the fact that we can't quite pin it down whether we got it easier or we were only led to believe that. The instructions on the technical study (or the supposed absence of it, since were were getting Eng'g Feasibs) was really unclear. Pwede meron, pwede wala. Which kind of clouds the entire rationale for the feasib originally being given only two months working time. Okay, enough issues for the day :P
But in all fairness to Merry Feasib ( am kinda getting the hang of calling it that, it still feels awkward in the tongue though. Haha), the group dynamics more than made up for the shitty things we endured in class. I was about to say some shitty emotional speech, but I guess that'll have to wait until after we turn in THE feasib. No getting ahead of ourselves. So yeah, expect a really emotional post after Thursday :P Heehee.
Here's to three full days of REAL cramming. Let's go, Wego! (Haha, just had to write that :P)
And NO defense -- I still can't make up my mind about how I should feel about that. On the one hand, it takes this big cloud over your head. No more clammy hands and the dugdug of heavy heartbeats from worrying about stuttering mid-report. It's kind of a sigh of relief. Kind of. On the other hand, I feel like the defense is kind of a rite of passage before you really can call yourself a graduate, especially from BA. Some part of me feels like we're missing out on something there. Oh well, I might be getting overly emotional. Hayhay.
The thing that makes our feasib more stressful, is the fact that we can't quite pin it down whether we got it easier or we were only led to believe that. The instructions on the technical study (or the supposed absence of it, since were were getting Eng'g Feasibs) was really unclear. Pwede meron, pwede wala. Which kind of clouds the entire rationale for the feasib originally being given only two months working time. Okay, enough issues for the day :P
But in all fairness to Merry Feasib ( am kinda getting the hang of calling it that, it still feels awkward in the tongue though. Haha), the group dynamics more than made up for the shitty things we endured in class. I was about to say some shitty emotional speech, but I guess that'll have to wait until after we turn in THE feasib. No getting ahead of ourselves. So yeah, expect a really emotional post after Thursday :P Heehee.
Here's to three full days of REAL cramming. Let's go, Wego! (Haha, just had to write that :P)
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Musings of the Pensive Kid
The Headache
It's been a number of mornings that I wake up with a bad headache. The kind that makes you wish for sleep to come again. Although it's not as bad as real migraines are , it's bad enough to piss you off so early in the morning. But then again, before I start getting ticked off and then ruining my day in the process, I remind myself it is not without cause. I have been sleeping at obscene hours as of late. When you think about it, is not acceptable, considering that it still is actually school season. So me acting like a wasted kid in the middle of sembreak is a big, fat N-O. no no.
The Massage --nope, not the sleazy ones, the ones who sends girls in scrubs to your house
I got a massage saturday night. I was really looking forward to it because i have weird stuff growing on my back. Kidding. My shoulders were getting really stiff, it kinda gets freaky. Mum says its from stress and too much time on the computer. Its beginning to hurt so i get the help of a masseuse. I thought it would help. Now am sore all over. The "lamig" ate masseuse calls it is gone -- now its 'sakit". Dude, my back hurts like crazy. I cant lean back on solid surfaces, cos it freakin hurts. Okay, i am grateful my mum paid for it. But that's about what am thankful for.
60's
I am currently hung up on 60's music. My music folder is loaded with I Dont Know How Many Beatles songs. Well, for one i am tryin got make my dad happy from all the cd's ive been showering him with all these bob-your-head tunes. Its weird, its fun. the music's happy, and so am I -- huh, labo. Anyhoo, am weirdly liking it. Like, my lss's are from the 60's now.
The Messy Hair -- this time not mine
It's haunting me. Its weird cos I get the 2d images in my um, dreams. Maybe thats the sign that this thing is twisted. The 2d says it all, not healthy.
Thank You
Thank you for making me smile. That one goes out to my cryptic you. Its been a while since I last went to bed with a grin. The funny quips are a hit with me, keep 'em coming cos I'll be needing the laughs :)
Get Your Pwet of that Chair. I need to shut up you know. Am talking er, typing too much. Like I said, theres so much to do but so little resovle to actually start working. Boo procrastination.
It's been a number of mornings that I wake up with a bad headache. The kind that makes you wish for sleep to come again. Although it's not as bad as real migraines are , it's bad enough to piss you off so early in the morning. But then again, before I start getting ticked off and then ruining my day in the process, I remind myself it is not without cause. I have been sleeping at obscene hours as of late. When you think about it, is not acceptable, considering that it still is actually school season. So me acting like a wasted kid in the middle of sembreak is a big, fat N-O. no no.
The Massage --nope, not the sleazy ones, the ones who sends girls in scrubs to your house
I got a massage saturday night. I was really looking forward to it because i have weird stuff growing on my back. Kidding. My shoulders were getting really stiff, it kinda gets freaky. Mum says its from stress and too much time on the computer. Its beginning to hurt so i get the help of a masseuse. I thought it would help. Now am sore all over. The "lamig" ate masseuse calls it is gone -- now its 'sakit". Dude, my back hurts like crazy. I cant lean back on solid surfaces, cos it freakin hurts. Okay, i am grateful my mum paid for it. But that's about what am thankful for.
60's
I am currently hung up on 60's music. My music folder is loaded with I Dont Know How Many Beatles songs. Well, for one i am tryin got make my dad happy from all the cd's ive been showering him with all these bob-your-head tunes. Its weird, its fun. the music's happy, and so am I -- huh, labo. Anyhoo, am weirdly liking it. Like, my lss's are from the 60's now.
The Messy Hair -- this time not mine
It's haunting me. Its weird cos I get the 2d images in my um, dreams. Maybe thats the sign that this thing is twisted. The 2d says it all, not healthy.
Thank You
Thank you for making me smile. That one goes out to my cryptic you. Its been a while since I last went to bed with a grin. The funny quips are a hit with me, keep 'em coming cos I'll be needing the laughs :)
Get Your Pwet of that Chair. I need to shut up you know. Am talking er, typing too much. Like I said, theres so much to do but so little resovle to actually start working. Boo procrastination.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
meanwhile
i am stalling sleep on a monday night buying time in front of the pc. i should really be doing 198 now, tomorrow's deadline is looming. but i cant. am writing/stalling, instead of sleeping or attempting to be productive. my next tick box reads -- watch Greys. and i have every plan of checking my box.
twelve hours of today was spent inside Room 301 for 177 for the final presentations -- some of it for reporting but for the most, part for palpitating. waiting for your turn sucks -- especially if you cant help the hyperventiations everytime you think it's your group up next. yesterday's was draw lots, so your chances of getting picked are just about as good as the others. and well, the more mundane woes like not looking smashing. it was crazy. and tiring. more on that when i feel like writingwriting.
anyhoo, today is... *drumroll*
PMS, crabby days, smashing/smashed reports, baaad groupmates, secrets, life issues, catfights, bad internet & ym windows that hang, shoes we drool for and never get to buy and so much life shit than we care to deal with -- thanks for sharing :) the you-rach-and-meee trio is till my favorite :)
here's to more sleepovers, great reports and an unbelievably smashing resume *cough* chinese boys for you and scruffy boys for meee *cough*! haha. ooh, and more gossip girl! i wish you a grand time :D
xoxo, with love from me to you :) haha.
***
bye, Lola.
twelve hours of today was spent inside Room 301 for 177 for the final presentations -- some of it for reporting but for the most, part for palpitating. waiting for your turn sucks -- especially if you cant help the hyperventiations everytime you think it's your group up next. yesterday's was draw lots, so your chances of getting picked are just about as good as the others. and well, the more mundane woes like not looking smashing. it was crazy. and tiring. more on that when i feel like writingwriting.
anyhoo, today is... *drumroll*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRIENDCESS! :)
PMS, crabby days, smashing/smashed reports, baaad groupmates, secrets, life issues, catfights, bad internet & ym windows that hang, shoes we drool for and never get to buy and so much life shit than we care to deal with -- thanks for sharing :) the you-rach-and-meee trio is till my favorite :)
here's to more sleepovers, great reports and an unbelievably smashing resume *cough* chinese boys for you and scruffy boys for meee *cough*! haha. ooh, and more gossip girl! i wish you a grand time :D
xoxo, with love from me to you :) haha.
***
bye, Lola.
Friday, October 12, 2007
almost there but not quite
sembreeaak. so close you can ALMOST touch it, the deadlines are just getting in the way.
i feel really weak. maybe its the cramps, first day today. maybe its the lack of sleep, all cumulative puyat for the entire sem. and gad, you should see the baaaad breakout on my face. freaky. i feel even weaker thinking about the reqs keeping me from MY sembreak. and it doesn't help that my productivity levels are running way lower than my usual. the feeling kills me.
so today i slept in two bedrooms. not really slept, more like stayed in beds not my own. haha, no am no promiscuous person. ew. we (Rach, Diane and Friendcess who reluctantly spent 160php for cab fare -- and i say i really feel for youuuu *cough* broke hits sembreak *cough*) were at Daren's this morning for our 198 film analysis. at home is an understatement, haha. and you wouldn't believe what we watched -- War of the Worlds. okay i get it, not exactly arsty farsty-sounding nor indie enough to qualify for film analysis, just you wait for our paper and you'll see we will make smashing sense of this commercial crap. did anyone say cultural analysis on white supremacy? oyeh, were hot like that :) and before i forget, thanks Daren for picking us up and then bringing us back again -- you're the best ride, although sometimes i have to close my eyes when youre driving :P erm, well you don't have to know that :) i wont take it against you -- the house, the room, the fine line between privacy and invasion of it, the kick ass gadgets that left us drooling, and well maybe the bag of chips, we're all gooood :) thanks thanks.
we headed to Rach's after. the next bed i harassed, haha. i had bad cramps. baaaaad cramps. thanks for the semi sleep in and the paracetamol. we tried discussing the film, but let's just say... um, we weren't really successful. the happy part was, everyone was so sabog nobody even noticed we weren't making any progress. we were all too busy with our lunches and whatever elses, we all missed the part we were supposed to be doing 198 :p sorry diane :)
and then the happiest part of all -- Gossip Girl! :D gad, we ended up watching 3 episodes. its just the funnest :) now we have new friends. say hi to B, S, Nate and Dan. Dan's the ultimate, think Carev but nerdier. to me that just means -- h-o-t-t-er :D teehee.
if in case anyone's wondering what I've been up to lately: yesterday morning was spent cramming my SEA30 paper and fxcking up my bibliography. and then at 11 fidgeting my way through public transport rides with one hour to spare to be in school at 12p. just one thing from mee -- beating deadlines suck. i ran from Balara to PHAN. dude, not hot. panting with unkempt hair is so not cool, especially if you're not in gym clothes. if i had my way i wouldn't -- but since sir told us about options such as passing the paper on time OR dying, i knew i had no choice. and then he added a really sweet PS to that -- i shall get the papers by twelve sakto. if you swing by at 12.01, kahit umiyak kayo there's no chance i'll take your paper in. and i tell myselft okay, you, ma'am have NO choice.
and then after my bout with my Olympian 400-metre dash, i get a "shit! katC" from Rach. i wondered what i did to her until i read the next line which says "i just woke up" -- at 12 noon. okay so she totally missed the 10a meeting. i head to her house and find her and her sister in their bath towels, trying to start their day at 12 noon. and by this time i was thinnking, maybe we've taken the friendship to the next level with the popping in at houses the homeowners are taking their baths, haha. and then lunch at Tapa King, Libis -- finished up at 2p with little reragrd for the poor soul who's been waiting for us at Starbucks (the one beside Alchemy :P *wink wink*) since 10 that morning. it doesn't hurt that we were eating next table to the ex-Ateneo boys Tenorio, Gonzales and Fonacier. but Rach and Jan didnt know so i squeal in secret :P
and then Starbucks. we spent so long there we were seriously thinking the baristas were checking out our orders. dude, we are so freaking broke. i ordered a drink and fancy bread for staying power and further damage to my meager budget. i think i raised my sugar levels by a hundred points by trying to look nice in Starbucks -- by throwing all my money away for my diabetes investment. hay, the things you have to do for a college degree. anyway, the meeting productivity level was below sea level. PV and i think the baristas were listening to our conversations. but yeah, discounting the fact that we actually had to have output, yesterday was pretty fun :)
and then i get fetched to check Ewood out with my Uncle. the fam is taking him around. looking for hotels and other things to check out when Tita Connie comes around. and then two seconds into Ewood, i find out we're watching a movie. my head was throbbing so you can imagine the torture. it was a low budget venture where retakes werent allowed, hence the bad punchlines and timing, so you can imagine more. and i just have to say, Pinoy film producers think the Pinoy audience have brains smaller than the budgets of their films. hullo, anyone heard of witty dialogues? but heck, i can forgive the movie -- Pokwang saved the day :)
and the other day i remember, Monday that was again spent in Starbucks -- no wonder am so broke. we tried (please see operative word, it says "tried")to study for the 198 essay exam for Tuesday. wow, Rach and i ended up watching an ep of Grey's season four. it was so wrong, it felt good :P hay, why does stalling feel this goooood.
i think i know this sem's theme -- stalling. um, no make that STALLING.
i think i shall not write for 198 tonight. (yes, that subject requires so much, it took half my lifetime to complete the reqs). i shall go to sleep now. g'night :)
i feel really weak. maybe its the cramps, first day today. maybe its the lack of sleep, all cumulative puyat for the entire sem. and gad, you should see the baaaad breakout on my face. freaky. i feel even weaker thinking about the reqs keeping me from MY sembreak. and it doesn't help that my productivity levels are running way lower than my usual. the feeling kills me.
so today i slept in two bedrooms. not really slept, more like stayed in beds not my own. haha, no am no promiscuous person. ew. we (Rach, Diane and Friendcess who reluctantly spent 160php for cab fare -- and i say i really feel for youuuu *cough* broke hits sembreak *cough*) were at Daren's this morning for our 198 film analysis. at home is an understatement, haha. and you wouldn't believe what we watched -- War of the Worlds. okay i get it, not exactly arsty farsty-sounding nor indie enough to qualify for film analysis, just you wait for our paper and you'll see we will make smashing sense of this commercial crap. did anyone say cultural analysis on white supremacy? oyeh, were hot like that :) and before i forget, thanks Daren for picking us up and then bringing us back again -- you're the best ride, although sometimes i have to close my eyes when youre driving :P erm, well you don't have to know that :) i wont take it against you -- the house, the room, the fine line between privacy and invasion of it, the kick ass gadgets that left us drooling, and well maybe the bag of chips, we're all gooood :) thanks thanks.
we headed to Rach's after. the next bed i harassed, haha. i had bad cramps. baaaaad cramps. thanks for the semi sleep in and the paracetamol. we tried discussing the film, but let's just say... um, we weren't really successful. the happy part was, everyone was so sabog nobody even noticed we weren't making any progress. we were all too busy with our lunches and whatever elses, we all missed the part we were supposed to be doing 198 :p sorry diane :)
and then the happiest part of all -- Gossip Girl! :D gad, we ended up watching 3 episodes. its just the funnest :) now we have new friends. say hi to B, S, Nate and Dan. Dan's the ultimate, think Carev but nerdier. to me that just means -- h-o-t-t-er :D teehee.
if in case anyone's wondering what I've been up to lately: yesterday morning was spent cramming my SEA30 paper and fxcking up my bibliography. and then at 11 fidgeting my way through public transport rides with one hour to spare to be in school at 12p. just one thing from mee -- beating deadlines suck. i ran from Balara to PHAN. dude, not hot. panting with unkempt hair is so not cool, especially if you're not in gym clothes. if i had my way i wouldn't -- but since sir told us about options such as passing the paper on time OR dying, i knew i had no choice. and then he added a really sweet PS to that -- i shall get the papers by twelve sakto. if you swing by at 12.01, kahit umiyak kayo there's no chance i'll take your paper in. and i tell myselft okay, you, ma'am have NO choice.
and then after my bout with my Olympian 400-metre dash, i get a "shit! katC" from Rach. i wondered what i did to her until i read the next line which says "i just woke up" -- at 12 noon. okay so she totally missed the 10a meeting. i head to her house and find her and her sister in their bath towels, trying to start their day at 12 noon. and by this time i was thinnking, maybe we've taken the friendship to the next level with the popping in at houses the homeowners are taking their baths, haha. and then lunch at Tapa King, Libis -- finished up at 2p with little reragrd for the poor soul who's been waiting for us at Starbucks (the one beside Alchemy :P *wink wink*) since 10 that morning. it doesn't hurt that we were eating next table to the ex-Ateneo boys Tenorio, Gonzales and Fonacier. but Rach and Jan didnt know so i squeal in secret :P
and then Starbucks. we spent so long there we were seriously thinking the baristas were checking out our orders. dude, we are so freaking broke. i ordered a drink and fancy bread for staying power and further damage to my meager budget. i think i raised my sugar levels by a hundred points by trying to look nice in Starbucks -- by throwing all my money away for my diabetes investment. hay, the things you have to do for a college degree. anyway, the meeting productivity level was below sea level. PV and i think the baristas were listening to our conversations. but yeah, discounting the fact that we actually had to have output, yesterday was pretty fun :)
and then i get fetched to check Ewood out with my Uncle. the fam is taking him around. looking for hotels and other things to check out when Tita Connie comes around. and then two seconds into Ewood, i find out we're watching a movie. my head was throbbing so you can imagine the torture. it was a low budget venture where retakes werent allowed, hence the bad punchlines and timing, so you can imagine more. and i just have to say, Pinoy film producers think the Pinoy audience have brains smaller than the budgets of their films. hullo, anyone heard of witty dialogues? but heck, i can forgive the movie -- Pokwang saved the day :)
and the other day i remember, Monday that was again spent in Starbucks -- no wonder am so broke. we tried (please see operative word, it says "tried")to study for the 198 essay exam for Tuesday. wow, Rach and i ended up watching an ep of Grey's season four. it was so wrong, it felt good :P hay, why does stalling feel this goooood.
i think i know this sem's theme -- stalling. um, no make that STALLING.
i think i shall not write for 198 tonight. (yes, that subject requires so much, it took half my lifetime to complete the reqs). i shall go to sleep now. g'night :)
Monday, October 08, 2007
gah
tonight, when am supposed to:
the wind blows softly from outside the window -- just perfect for curling up by the bay window and watching til my eyes hurt. want to but can not. boo.
- cram/study for the BPE 102 3-hour finals tomorrow that involves 5 30-page powerpoint presentations and twenimilyen PDF files for coverage
- cram/read the reading for my SEA 30 socially-relevant paper about a maid in Singapore being spooked out by the dead maid she replaced, and beat out my classmates by turning up a really fabulous paper
- cram/write a sem-assessment paper again for SEA30, screw GE's
- cram/think about my schedule and when i can possibly squeeze in the extra credit work for 198, which btw is not exactly optional for me given our very incoherent -- and am being nice -- last report.
- and basically just be productive because so many major things are looming in my academic life
the wind blows softly from outside the window -- just perfect for curling up by the bay window and watching til my eyes hurt. want to but can not. boo.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
wednesdays
i always tell myself on tueday evenings i'd watch all the TV i want because there's wednesday anyway. and it's deja vu all over again every wednesday because surprise surprise, i dont get to do anything. um, am not really complaining :P
today the best thing happened to meeee -- Cadbury Crunchie! :D the ultimate best, believe meeee :) i say the best things come in purple wrappers. when i first saw it in the bag, i thought it was the Nestle Crunchy, the one with the rice crispies. am no fan of rice crispies so i was like, it's still Cadbury so what the heck. until i opened it this morning... wow :D
it's the same Cadbry bar that comes in the big bar with the small squares, only it has the Crunchie honeycomb teeny pieces inside :) ah, love. love love love eet :)
today the best thing happened to meeee -- Cadbury Crunchie! :D the ultimate best, believe meeee :) i say the best things come in purple wrappers. when i first saw it in the bag, i thought it was the Nestle Crunchy, the one with the rice crispies. am no fan of rice crispies so i was like, it's still Cadbury so what the heck. until i opened it this morning... wow :D
it's the same Cadbry bar that comes in the big bar with the small squares, only it has the Crunchie honeycomb teeny pieces inside :) ah, love. love love love eet :)
Thursday, September 13, 2007
feeling shxtty
i have no plans of animal crap-ping (okay, lets quit the euphisms. all i meant by the animal allusion is bullshxt. verb form, thas bullsxhxt-ting for you) my way out of things. if i sound like i am, my apologies. thas me sending that out to anyone who i gave the impression that i was smar aleck-ing all this time. i am not. okay, even if i sometimes look like i am.
i dont know what hapened, how i became this can of cliches. i feel really bad about picking a New York Times' bestseller for a favorite book, sounding like a broken Dr. Phil record and making anyone within conversational distance feel like s/he is in an Oprah interview. i didn't realy intend that -- it just comes out like that and i hate eeet. i fel like a blonde bimbo (except that i dont look the part exactly). maybe i dont read enough. maybe what you become is a contingecy of your situation *feeling socio10* haha. whatevs -- omg, i cant believe i just used that. *gags*
i feel baad. not exactly depressedbad. more like ithinkicouldhavedonebetterbad. pft.
gah. wit and brevity. wit and brevity. wit and brevity. wit and brevity. *maybe if i write it enough, i can be witty and brief. sigh*
happy Thursday tomorrow :D *forced smile - atleast for now. tom it'll be really genuine i wont even be able to help eeet* oooh btw, i'll do some mean stalking tom :P
i dont know what hapened, how i became this can of cliches. i feel really bad about picking a New York Times' bestseller for a favorite book, sounding like a broken Dr. Phil record and making anyone within conversational distance feel like s/he is in an Oprah interview. i didn't realy intend that -- it just comes out like that and i hate eeet. i fel like a blonde bimbo (except that i dont look the part exactly). maybe i dont read enough. maybe what you become is a contingecy of your situation *feeling socio10* haha. whatevs -- omg, i cant believe i just used that. *gags*
i feel baad. not exactly depressedbad. more like ithinkicouldhavedonebetterbad. pft.
gah. wit and brevity. wit and brevity. wit and brevity. wit and brevity. *maybe if i write it enough, i can be witty and brief. sigh*
happy Thursday tomorrow :D *forced smile - atleast for now. tom it'll be really genuine i wont even be able to help eeet* oooh btw, i'll do some mean stalking tom :P
Friday, September 07, 2007
busy swooning
its three freakin years. i care about that. am such an ohmigahd-am-older-than-you-are-junkie. i dont dig short men. i dont dig young(er) men.
and then, just because, i now dig short men. and *gasp* dont give a deym (erm, not really. just for the poetic shxt) about whether i am or you are older.
this is just crazy. must get back to the OpMan paper. see? another point right there -- just when i am busy with my "grown up" subjects like Operations and Brand Management, someone's busy with Math2 and Literature for the Pedestrians or whatever. you see. you see.
all wrong. but something in my brain shuts this thing up and says, sorry cannot process request, busy swooning. oyeh, this thig is nuts. just nuts.
just needed to channel some giddy energy into writing. okay, signing off. now. babay :)
[/edit]: 07.09.07 at eleven in the morning -- some wise words from Ne-yo and Rihanna: And I can’t stand you, Must everything you do make me wanna smile, Can I not like it for awhile... wow, how apt.
and then, just because, i now dig short men. and *gasp* dont give a deym (erm, not really. just for the poetic shxt) about whether i am or you are older.
this is just crazy. must get back to the OpMan paper. see? another point right there -- just when i am busy with my "grown up" subjects like Operations and Brand Management, someone's busy with Math2 and Literature for the Pedestrians or whatever. you see. you see.
all wrong. but something in my brain shuts this thing up and says, sorry cannot process request, busy swooning. oyeh, this thig is nuts. just nuts.
just needed to channel some giddy energy into writing. okay, signing off. now. babay :)
[/edit]: 07.09.07 at eleven in the morning -- some wise words from Ne-yo and Rihanna: And I can’t stand you, Must everything you do make me wanna smile, Can I not like it for awhile... wow, how apt.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
oddly tired
i oddly feel tired. i think -- and then i figure i havent been doing a lot of things as of late.
*i digress -- i see there's this video tool on my blogger toolbar now :) has it been there long OR was i just not observant enough?*
anyhoo, going back, i look back to two weeks ago, and figure ive been whiling time away, feeling tired and not really getting things done. i had two weeks in a row of unbelievable 5-day-weekends and they were all a blur with snippets of Desperate Housewives and all those jellobrain movies i caught. i write this as i cram my group contribution for the brand framework homework for tomorrow, together with my bakery brand framework -- which i, by the way havent done anything for. its just gotten so baad. monster P, i stomp on you -- sabi nga ni April.
maybe i feel tired now because after all, i helped Mother Earth get better by picking up twenimilyen candy wrappers at the lagoon earlier this afternoon. itsa Haribon thing which Writer's signed up for. by the way, we got a number of used condoms, a pantyliner and our first realfirst "basura"? a porn cd with a topless woman showing her nips for the world to see. and i thought lagoon stories were sleazy jokes.
we were the last ones to do the rounds and we so we got the really difficult area. this thing spans from the back of the admin building to the front of the main lib. wow, thatsalotta stamina, thankyouverymuch. and erm, bad smelling shirts from all the pawis and the basura, ick please quit any visual images you might have conjured. and and.. all soft mud in my brown rubber tsinelas. wow.
i have happy entries really, am just really busy being tired.
P.S. i shall write about that escapade with markie and sweet when... um, am not so tired anymore.
P.P.S. me watching live tomorrow at the Araneta :) and and... i have three new favorite letters and three new favorite numbers. my letters are x and j and w, in no particular order. and my new favorite numbers are 8 and 9 and 7 :) go figure. haha *wink wink*
*i digress -- i see there's this video tool on my blogger toolbar now :) has it been there long OR was i just not observant enough?*
anyhoo, going back, i look back to two weeks ago, and figure ive been whiling time away, feeling tired and not really getting things done. i had two weeks in a row of unbelievable 5-day-weekends and they were all a blur with snippets of Desperate Housewives and all those jellobrain movies i caught. i write this as i cram my group contribution for the brand framework homework for tomorrow, together with my bakery brand framework -- which i, by the way havent done anything for. its just gotten so baad. monster P, i stomp on you -- sabi nga ni April.
maybe i feel tired now because after all, i helped Mother Earth get better by picking up twenimilyen candy wrappers at the lagoon earlier this afternoon. itsa Haribon thing which Writer's signed up for. by the way, we got a number of used condoms, a pantyliner and our first realfirst "basura"? a porn cd with a topless woman showing her nips for the world to see. and i thought lagoon stories were sleazy jokes.
we were the last ones to do the rounds and we so we got the really difficult area. this thing spans from the back of the admin building to the front of the main lib. wow, thatsalotta stamina, thankyouverymuch. and erm, bad smelling shirts from all the pawis and the basura, ick please quit any visual images you might have conjured. and and.. all soft mud in my brown rubber tsinelas. wow.
i have happy entries really, am just really busy being tired.
P.S. i shall write about that escapade with markie and sweet when... um, am not so tired anymore.
P.P.S. me watching live tomorrow at the Araneta :) and and... i have three new favorite letters and three new favorite numbers. my letters are x and j and w, in no particular order. and my new favorite numbers are 8 and 9 and 7 :) go figure. haha *wink wink*
Saturday, August 18, 2007
e-babbling
it's been the same since Wednesday -- wake up at 8.30a, Morning Rush til 9a, very slow breakfast, Desperate Housewives at 10a, and then the rest of the day becomes a blur from 11. i haven't even studied for any of my exams. stalling's so inviting. here are different versions of my stalling :D *** You scored as English/Journalism/Comm, You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Communication, English, Film, Journalism, Literature, or Writing.
um, what exactly am i doing in BA? *** because one's never enough: |
katC -- [adjective]: Visually addictive 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com |
take that! :)
***
the other night, i was laughing my head off reading from my red journal. it was a post from six months ago, and you can so tell i was just a shitty emotional mess. on a happy note, i thought there was wit in the midst of my turmoil, haha :D because things are over and done with, and i thought I'd bring more laughs to anyone who'd happen to come by this thing, here dig in :)
"... Now, getting back to real life, i have issues. Apparently, they did not disappear in the past year but lay dormant in the dark recesses of my brain. and now they're surfacing. I've been kinda okay about staying single and fuss-free. i was -- until recently.
i kinda miss having someone visit me in the house. i miss having someone travel all the way to here to see me. i miss surprises on my birthday, love letters and for calls for sweet nothings. i miss having to say i love you, fighting and making up (out, haha : P not) and thinking about that one who's thinking about you, too. i miss cuddling, i miss senseless kwento, company at the mall and a general bring-along-anywhere hottie :)
i miss not caring if friends don't want to go out with you. i miss only caring about just that one person who'll go out on v. short notice. i miss having someone to tell the senseless details o my life -- i don't even have to write them in a journal. i miss the constancy of that on person"
oyeh, i have more of this in the red journal, but i guess that's it for public consumption :D
***
i was so shaking. like the ew kind of shaking -- i was tensed, embarrassed, flustered and helpless. and now that i think about it, i must've looked really funny. hay, Thursday what now. i still am thinking until now. how could that have happened when i am so fcuking sure that i check all the freakintime. and no, whoever came up with the idea (ooh, kat it's you, and mark, and mahal) that it was checking out the other way around, you are so wrong. think, thepartypooper is sucha "creative" name, something someone (i.e., stalker) wouldn't get to come up with. this is me acting out my "girl version" -- over analysis, rationalizing to no end, making a fuss out of everything :) you know how some things are irritating they're entertaining?
it's the rain -- it just does something to me :)
Thursday, August 16, 2007
stalling
yey again to whatever UP has to disrupt the normal classes. ACLE on thurs and i guess it has, somehow, something to do with the 175 postponement. whatever. atleast i get to take it easy tonight and not force myself to take in threefreakinhundred pages of global marketing. weeeee! :) exam's next thursday, maybe i can study like one chapter a day so it doesnt get too overwhelming. butstill, tomorrow's the geog exam and were supposed to draw the map -- on a BLANK bond paper. ftw. am supposed to read two chapters and memorize the freakin boundaries. hay.
here's to giving in to monster P. me and stalling. haha. i got this thing from multiply. ten things for ten people. sounds fun. shyeah, lets stall studying for sea30 :)
here's to giving in to monster P. me and stalling. haha. i got this thing from multiply. ten things for ten people. sounds fun. shyeah, lets stall studying for sea30 :)
- i have unlearned you. it was probably naivette talking at that time, but yeah, this works better for me.
- i am appalled at the person i am seeing now. and i thought things were going really well. apparently, that was just me.
- i miss having someone like you around, but yes i've come to terms with many things. am finally growing up, you'll be proud of me :)
- am happy at the way things are going with us, i just wish you'd let me know you more. you dont always have to appear put together and perfect because i will understand you. i wont fault you for being imperfect because everyone is.
- um, what's with the look? dont be shy am not as strong as i appear to be :P id appreciate it if you'd quit looking and start talking :)
- so, what exaclty do you think of me now? thanks a lot to technology, now i cant look you in the eye anymore. i wish i knew how to quit you :) *naks. just wanted to use the last part. itso ditzy, i love eet*
- thank you for being the kind of friend that you are. i never thought i'd learn to like you enough to be freinds :) but yeah, the more i get to know you, the more i am reminded that life shouldnt be about prejudice. thank you.
- thanks for never forgetting, ill forever love you for that. but i hope you learn that life's not all a party, there's dirty work to be done, and youth as an excuse expires when you hit 25. but still, i love you and i hope you do better :)
- youre difficult, youre strong and you tell me things i dont want to hear. youre the only one that can make me hate you so much i cringe when i see you, but youre also the only person i can love with such a passion. thank you for standing by me :)
- i wish i could stay longer :)
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