Or maybe not.
Since classes started (November 12, 2009), the only day that I didn't go to school was Tuesday-November 17, 2009. And it caused social chaos. Ugh. Horrible. Maybe the university where I spent (and currently spending) most years of my construction & destruction, joy & non-joy, stress & more stress is not ready to let me go come March 2010. Please, learn the art. Even my Sunday life is dedicated to you and you alone. No more Saturday night booze & Sunday morning hangover.
Yesterday, I was actually jealous when one co-officer texted me that he'll be late because he drank the other night.
NOTE:
I am not allowed to be late every Sunday.
Not even miss one Sunday.
! It was 12 (almost 18) straight days of riding LRT2 / 6am alarm clock / breakfast-less mornings / 10pm full dinner / 1am bedtime.
! It will be a miracle if you see me normal and hassle-free.
! I'm looking forward to holidays. Not the Christmas season. Refer to Gloria Arroyo.
! I want to kiss and hug and maybe make out.
! LOL That was random.
! I want to gain weight but screw ze metabolism. Won't coordinate.
! My Motto since 3rd year high: Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam (my school is not in Katipunan)
! Favorite Pet: Toby Wan-Kenobi (cause he's my only pet)
! I miss you.
! This is senseless.
Too much for the month of November.
November 30, 2009
November 23, 2009
Non Applicable
'The minute you thought of giving up, think of the reason why you held on for so long.'
Ahhh, the cheese. And I'm not dealing with love & shits. I don't have one.
For the record, I didn't ask for this. Fcuk.
Ahhh, the cheese. And I'm not dealing with love & shits. I don't have one.
For the record, I didn't ask for this. Fcuk.
November 11, 2009
Goodbye 6-hour sleep!
My body clock is messed up. I just had my semestral break and I kept on waking up around 6:00 am. F.U. Body Clock! What's wrong with you? I gave you weeks to get back to sleeping like a sloth but you waste it! You waste it bigtime! And what will you do to me in the coming days/months? Stress me by waking up lunchtime? How about waking me up an hour before my class?
4th Year College - 2nd semester looks promising.
Promising to give me no sleep, irregular food intakes & (the never absent/never late/perfect attendance/gained loyalty award) humongous stress!
Goodbye 6 hours of sleep. Hello Mr. Optimus Eye Bag. Been a while.
Tomorrow, I'll officially start my 4th Year College - Second Semester.
4th Year College - 2nd semester looks promising.Promising to give me no sleep, irregular food intakes & (the never absent/never late/perfect attendance/gained loyalty award) humongous stress!
Goodbye 6 hours of sleep. Hello Mr. Optimus Eye Bag. Been a while.
November 5, 2009
You're Mongolian?
"Mongolian same with Chinese?' Over and over question.
"No." For the nth time.
Away from the thick smoke and noise pollution in the Metro, we went to our province for All Soul's/Saint's Day. We had a family friend who was with us through the whole short vacation. He was born in Mongolia and lived there for 19 years. I share the same age and I.Q. with him. LOL. I'll call him 'A' here. He is intelligent and quick! He speaks English well, his Tagalog is making progress though he doesn't speak Chinese.
Our conversations were NON-SERIOUS.
A: Do you know Bugoy?
Supahman: The singer? He's Filipino. Why?
A: He is a good singer. I heard his songs.
Supahman: I don't like his songs and majority of Filipino songs. I like Western songs more.
A: Racist!
Supahman: You're racist! You don't eat Sinigang na Isaw on sticks!
A: That's not even food!
A: Do you know Amado Hernandez?
Supahman: Yes! He's a painter!
A: No. No. He's a poet. A Filipino poet.
Supahman: I just said poet. Clean your ears.
A: He writes Tagalog poems and uses Tagalog words that you yourself won't even understand. Our teacher asked us to memorize one of his poems. It goes like 'Sa la-gas na dahowng nasabit sa tinikkk' See? *scratches head* Lagas na dahon?
Supahman: Yeah!? What The H is lagas na dahon!?
Cousin: Fallen leaves?
Supahman: I wasn't serious.
I was doing this hand sign to my mom to suggest 'Switch place with the person in front of her.'
A: *frustrated* Oh my! You kids are spoiled!
Supahman: No, I'm not. I was just respectfully asking my mom to do something for me. It's an exchange for doing the dishes in our house at QC.
A: You're spoiled.
Supahman: I'm not a kid.
Supahman: A! Bring my brother's psp at home. *hands psp*
A: Okay. I'll just leave this in the middle of the road.
Supahman: *Give-me-a-second-for-my-rebuttal smug*
While I was texting my co-officers, he saw 'Sending Scarlet-Name of Officer.' [Scarlet refers to my organization]
A: Is Scarlet your girlfriend?
Supahman: Yes. She's cool and hot.
A: Figuratively?
Supahman: Jokingly.
Dad: Do you eat this(points at Paella)?
A: Yes.
Dad: Red meat?
A: Ah, yes.
Brother: This one(Spring rolls)?
A: Yes. I actually eat anything and everything..except humans.
Supahman: High5!
"No." For the nth time.
Away from the thick smoke and noise pollution in the Metro, we went to our province for All Soul's/Saint's Day. We had a family friend who was with us through the whole short vacation. He was born in Mongolia and lived there for 19 years. I share the same age and I.Q. with him. LOL. I'll call him 'A' here. He is intelligent and quick! He speaks English well, his Tagalog is making progress though he doesn't speak Chinese.
Our conversations were NON-SERIOUS.
A: Do you know Bugoy?
Supahman: The singer? He's Filipino. Why?
A: He is a good singer. I heard his songs.
Supahman: I don't like his songs and majority of Filipino songs. I like Western songs more.
A: Racist!
Supahman: You're racist! You don't eat Sinigang na Isaw on sticks!
A: That's not even food!
A: Do you know Amado Hernandez?
Supahman: Yes! He's a painter!
A: No. No. He's a poet. A Filipino poet.
Supahman: I just said poet. Clean your ears.
A: He writes Tagalog poems and uses Tagalog words that you yourself won't even understand. Our teacher asked us to memorize one of his poems. It goes like 'Sa la-gas na dahowng nasabit sa tinikkk' See? *scratches head* Lagas na dahon?
Supahman: Yeah!? What The H is lagas na dahon!?
Cousin: Fallen leaves?
Supahman: I wasn't serious.
I was doing this hand sign to my mom to suggest 'Switch place with the person in front of her.'
A: *frustrated* Oh my! You kids are spoiled!
Supahman: No, I'm not. I was just respectfully asking my mom to do something for me. It's an exchange for doing the dishes in our house at QC.
A: You're spoiled.
Supahman: I'm not a kid.
Supahman: A! Bring my brother's psp at home. *hands psp*
A: Okay. I'll just leave this in the middle of the road.
Supahman: *Give-me-a-second-for-my-rebuttal smug*
While I was texting my co-officers, he saw 'Sending Scarlet-Name of Officer.' [Scarlet refers to my organization]
A: Is Scarlet your girlfriend?
Supahman: Yes. She's cool and hot.
A: Figuratively?
Supahman: Jokingly.
Dad: Do you eat this(points at Paella)?
A: Yes.
Dad: Red meat?
A: Ah, yes.
Brother: This one(Spring rolls)?
A: Yes. I actually eat anything and everything..except humans.
Supahman: High5!
Series of *&%$#^)! Events
October 31. 3:00AM. We left Metro Manila while the rain decided to act like an angry woman on period.
October 31. 4:30AM. SHELL-SLEX: The rain matured to a Hurricane-The Really Strong Wind. The sight was devastatingly scary. Fallen trees, branches and a huge 'Welcome!' sign were lying on the road, a car accident near the toll gate and our car (while passing slowly through SLEX) was pushed few inches to the left by Hurricane-The Really Strong Wind. I was rolling my arms and silently singing 'Uh-huh! Push it! Push it baby!'
The temperature inside and outside the car was negative degrees Celsius. I was wearing two thick jackets under one shirt and I wanted to make ice candy right then and there.
October 31. 8:00AM 'Roll the window up' -Dad on repeat. I wanted Toby to sniff some fresh air since he looks nauseated. He has this I-want-to-vomit-but-the-seat-case-looks-expensively-new-so-roll-the-freakin'-window-down look.
October 31. 11:00AM I accidentally slept on my Grandpa's bed. Hi irregular sleeping and deep eye bags! Selling you would make me filthy rich in an instant.
October 31. 7:00PM. I, with my cousin, were falling in line to be a 'Registered Voter.' 'Registered Voter' sounds nice but the long crappy line wasn't.
October 31. 8:30PM. Are we there yet?
October 31. 9:00PM. Ma, fall in line for us!
October 31. 10:10 PM. We were filling the registration form.
Supahtired: Where do we live?
Cousin: I'm not sure with the number but the street is blah-blah street.
Supahtired: Okay, let's just guess the number. 168 is lucky.
My mom/the whole family pushed us to do the whole registration stuff in our province because extended family members will run for office.
October 31. 11:25PM. I think our names won't be called. Let's ditch this. There's a Wowowee chaos, people are shouting 'UNFAIR! THERE'S NO FAIRNESS IN THIS WORLD' to the Comelec officers, young kids are clapping for mockery and I'm getting pissed with the scene.
October 31. 11:50PM. No call for My-Surname. We (those who were able to pass the registration forms) we're told to wait for the news tomorrow.
November 1. 12:30PM We just got back from legal coconut hoarding then my mom's cellphone started ringing.
November 1. 12:45PM WTF. WTF. WTF. Our house in Quezon City was robbed. One neighbor called my Mom. My mom was panicky while on the phone asking for details and shiz. My dad and brother were silent but looks really worried. Toby was licking his balls. I rolled tissues, played with it and threw it in the ayer.
November 1. 2:30PM Everyone experienced late lunch.
November 2. 8:00PM Back to Quezon City. Drumroll: Our room and my parents' room looked insanely robbed. Cash, Mom's few jewelries and 2 cellphones were gone.
October 31. 4:30AM. SHELL-SLEX: The rain matured to a Hurricane-The Really Strong Wind. The sight was devastatingly scary. Fallen trees, branches and a huge 'Welcome!' sign were lying on the road, a car accident near the toll gate and our car (while passing slowly through SLEX) was pushed few inches to the left by Hurricane-The Really Strong Wind. I was rolling my arms and silently singing 'Uh-huh! Push it! Push it baby!'
The temperature inside and outside the car was negative degrees Celsius. I was wearing two thick jackets under one shirt and I wanted to make ice candy right then and there.
October 31. 8:00AM 'Roll the window up' -Dad on repeat. I wanted Toby to sniff some fresh air since he looks nauseated. He has this I-want-to-vomit-but-the-seat-case-looks-expensively-new-so-roll-the-freakin'-window-down look.
October 31. 11:00AM I accidentally slept on my Grandpa's bed. Hi irregular sleeping and deep eye bags! Selling you would make me filthy rich in an instant.
October 31. 7:00PM. I, with my cousin, were falling in line to be a 'Registered Voter.' 'Registered Voter' sounds nice but the long crappy line wasn't.
October 31. 8:30PM. Are we there yet?
October 31. 9:00PM. Ma, fall in line for us!
October 31. 10:10 PM. We were filling the registration form.
Supahtired: Where do we live?
Cousin: I'm not sure with the number but the street is blah-blah street.
Supahtired: Okay, let's just guess the number. 168 is lucky.
My mom/the whole family pushed us to do the whole registration stuff in our province because extended family members will run for office.
October 31. 11:25PM. I think our names won't be called. Let's ditch this. There's a Wowowee chaos, people are shouting 'UNFAIR! THERE'S NO FAIRNESS IN THIS WORLD' to the Comelec officers, young kids are clapping for mockery and I'm getting pissed with the scene.
October 31. 11:50PM. No call for My-Surname. We (those who were able to pass the registration forms) we're told to wait for the news tomorrow.
November 1. 12:30PM We just got back from legal coconut hoarding then my mom's cellphone started ringing.
November 1. 12:45PM WTF. WTF. WTF. Our house in Quezon City was robbed. One neighbor called my Mom. My mom was panicky while on the phone asking for details and shiz. My dad and brother were silent but looks really worried. Toby was licking his balls. I rolled tissues, played with it and threw it in the ayer.
November 1. 2:30PM Everyone experienced late lunch.
November 2. 8:00PM Back to Quezon City. Drumroll: Our room and my parents' room looked insanely robbed. Cash, Mom's few jewelries and 2 cellphones were gone.
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