My recent absence was caused by our PC breaking down. I apologize for that. I'll try to recall the things that happened while I was gone:

1. The Jurassic PC is replaced with some cool-looking one from the future. One good thing about it is that it is now equipped with a liquid coolant. The reason the other one broke down was problems with the fan ( Read more... )

So yeah, had a blast tonight. Went to CYMA this evening, had platefuls of scrumptious Greek food, got a few laughs and talked about a lot of things. The affair was made special by "rare pokemons" attending the event. It was, as one Tomo-Kai fellow member suggested, a great gathering of old friends and acquaintances alike. We just wish it happens ( Read more... )

So. Mmhmm ( Read more... )

My mother's leaving in a couple of hours, going to the US. The chaos it will entail is - to exaggerate - monumental. There'll be no authority figure left, sans me, in the house. I had too much dose of accountability and responsibility the last time she left for another country. So I passed up on the opportunity that I take charge ( Read more... )

One night, as I was browsing my journal, I got a little curious to the comments that were written on some of the entries. I never really paid much attention to them. I don't know why, but I guess comments on a journal really looks... well, strange. You don't see a lot of diaries with other people's opinion written underneath the author's. Maybe it ( Read more... )

And so it is. I now have Deathly Hallows, the final installment of the Harry Potter series. The euphoria surrounding it has been lost on me, to tell you quite frankly. I just want it to end, like all beginnings do, as it's supposed to be ( Read more... )

I know it's late, and I'm bound to scold myself again in the morning. It doesn't matter anymore. I'm not tired. I'm not exhausted. I'm just aimless, that's all, without a particular sense of direction. And I'm dying for heaven or hell to just give me a glimpse of what I'm supposed to do, and give me the wit to do it. But beyond all these wanderings ( Read more... )

I really need to buy a notebook where I can put my thoughts into.

It's been a journey. I've been a crybaby, a spoiled brat, a spooked first-grader, a boorish grade-schooler, a boastful freshman, a timid senior, an optimistic college student, a free-spirited teenager, a lazy worker, a brooding writer, an irresponsible friend, and a heart-broken lover. Despite being all these things, an important aspect of life ( Read more... )

It's 4:30, Christmas morn. I've been awake mostly by beer and chicken, my stomach aches, and I have no space to lie my back and get that shut-eye. Half of the house is already asleep, and half of it is playing bet-all (a card game, much like a poor-man's poker). I've been sitting here in front of the comp, reminiscing on memories past, the images ( Read more... )