I. Of Reading

The first time I picked up a book with the sole intent of reading it was a fairly long time ago. I remember it was the ninth Nancy Drew book, The Sign of the Twisted Candles. Even if you paid me an obscene amount of money, I wouldn't be able to tell you what it was about. Honestly, as I look back on it now, I've come to think that ( Read more... )

I'm in a slump. This has to be one of the worst cases of writer's block I've ever experienced.

I can't write. As a result, I resort to watching pointless videos on YouTube all day. It's been a constant routine for the past two weeks: wake up at 9:30 (or maybe 10), pick up a book, read it til lunch, shove food down my throat, turn on the computer, ( Read more... )

Welcome to the kingdom of Bathroom. It is located through the cluttered valleys of Bedroomland and conveniently located beside the waterfalls of Shower and the lake of Sink.

The kingdom of Bathroom is ruled over by a ridiculous loser, whose castle is located on a hill with shaped much like a toilet, its blue porcelain losing its shine, and it is ( Read more... )

Apparently, Hell has only just begun.

I feel awfully tired, but that just comes with studying for exams, so it's cool. I feel kind of disappointed, though. The tests weren't as difficult as I thought they would be.

I mean, Biology was a bust. We were given 90 minutes to answer the whole thing, and I managed to get it done with 50 minutes left. I was ( Read more... )

This week certainly has been hell, but not just for me. Japan has my condolences. I truly hope that things will be back to normal soon.

Ignorance is bliss, and I will feign it for the rest of this post.

NATs and the Gallery Walk was this week, along with many presentations that required me to save my groupmates' butts; culminating activities begin to ( Read more... )

Fridays are glorious. Especially after a rather tiresome week.

School is getting more and more hectic as we approach the end of another school year. There's lots to do: clearance, long tests, assignments, rushed lessons, etc. It doesn't really help that my back and my ass hurt.

The year's gone by fast, and I sorta wish I'd learned to appreciate it as ( Read more... )

God, my ass hurts.

I spent most of the afternoon sitting somewhere; in a classroom, in a theatre, and in a damn bus that waited for a little pre-schooler for nearly an hour before deciding to leave her behind at school.

(Hey, I don't feel sorry for her.)

A lot of realizations were chanced upon as my butt was glued to a seat; particularly the one that ( Read more... )

The week hasn't been so bad after all. The quiz bee went pretty well; we got 2nd place despite all those mistakes that my partner and I kept on making. I mean, when it started, we were pretty serious, but when the wrong answers started coming... well, a lot of people thought we took some drugs beforehand which is true in my case, because of all the ( Read more... )

I'm stretched.

This is second year, supposedly the easiest of all the ones in high school, and I feel like I'm about to be sick.

Correction: I am already sick. School not only caused this, but made it worse.

I had two long tests yesterday, one of which was Filipino. I absolutely detest Florante at Laura; and it's not because it's in a language I ( Read more... )

My hobbies come and go. My interests are flighty, like a Cariñosa, like a coquettish little bitch.

At one point I was dancing. At another, I was singing. There were phases in which I painted, drew, sketched, cross-stitched, plagiarized, baked, cart-wheeled, and played the piano. I was so invested in those things; though I now realize that I'm ( Read more... )