So yeah, I haven’t been updating.. again.
Prelim
Midterm
Semi
Finals
Three down, one more to go, and my tired, data-gathering, practicum-performing and theory-analyzing ass can finally rest when sembreak (Sept 17) comes. My friends and I can finally go to the beach that time. I can finally catch up on my reading. And writing, of course. And eating, too. I’ve always wanted to gain weight, which is funny because when I was still young, I’ve always wondered how I’d look like if I’m fat. That dream’s not yet fulfilled apparently.
When sembreak comes, I also want to organize my cd collection and collect some more, too. But then again, no class means no money so I guess I’m stuck with the former. Or I could always start a new collection - beer bottles; pipes; mags; shot glasses; mummies; hair strands; stars; planets; lighters; flavored condoms. The list is endless. And I still have about three weeks before I start.
I can also do some gardening. Help with the chores. Or create my own god to worship me. Be vain. Have a new haircut. Go to the spa. Or make prank calls. Learn Flash. Draw. Love. Make love. Learn things. Unlearn things. Or I could just probably sleep for the rest of the break and wake up automatically a day before another sem starts again. Yeah, like bears hibernating, without an awful winter.
Whatever. Bahala na. I’ve always wanted spontaneity.
Sh-randomizing:
NBS is on sale. They’re offering discounts and shit, but they don’t have the compiled Neruda poetry. Ang ganda, oo!
I should have auditioned for Big Brother. Heh.
The network war was brought here. Fans of both stations gathered thus creating a fuckin traffic last weekend.
Hung out with my married girl friend that I don’t usually get to see and people instantly thought we were having an affair. People can be really dumb and stupid.
Holiday. Sa wakas.
Midterm
Semi
Finals
Three down, one more to go, and my tired, data-gathering, practicum-performing and theory-analyzing ass can finally rest when sembreak (Sept 17) comes. My friends and I can finally go to the beach that time. I can finally catch up on my reading. And writing, of course. And eating, too. I’ve always wanted to gain weight, which is funny because when I was still young, I’ve always wondered how I’d look like if I’m fat. That dream’s not yet fulfilled apparently.
When sembreak comes, I also want to organize my cd collection and collect some more, too. But then again, no class means no money so I guess I’m stuck with the former. Or I could always start a new collection - beer bottles; pipes; mags; shot glasses; mummies; hair strands; stars; planets; lighters; flavored condoms. The list is endless. And I still have about three weeks before I start.
I can also do some gardening. Help with the chores. Or create my own god to worship me. Be vain. Have a new haircut. Go to the spa. Or make prank calls. Learn Flash. Draw. Love. Make love. Learn things. Unlearn things. Or I could just probably sleep for the rest of the break and wake up automatically a day before another sem starts again. Yeah, like bears hibernating, without an awful winter.
Whatever. Bahala na. I’ve always wanted spontaneity.
Sh-randomizing:
NBS is on sale. They’re offering discounts and shit, but they don’t have the compiled Neruda poetry. Ang ganda, oo!
I should have auditioned for Big Brother. Heh.
The network war was brought here. Fans of both stations gathered thus creating a fuckin traffic last weekend.
Hung out with my married girl friend that I don’t usually get to see and people instantly thought we were having an affair. People can be really dumb and stupid.
Holiday. Sa wakas.