Finally! School's over for the year and now I get to enjoy the rest of the yuletide season. Haven't been able to post anything as I had to finish a whole lot of stupid course requirements during the last couple weeks. At least I tried to finish 'em. Bah.
Stupid course requirements.
Prolly the best Christmas present I'd ever get this time'd be passing marks. C'mon Santie, coerce my profs to pass meee.
From: Toy Kingdom
About me: I am the Chronic Procrastinator. If there is something urgent needed to be done now, it can wait until next week.
Thursday, December 04, 2003
4) If you can live ANYWHERE in the world, where & WHY?
Seen Entrapment (Sean Connery, Catherine Zeta Jones)? Something like that island mansion they trained in. Remote enough for peaceful living yet still easily accessible. I don't really care even which continent.. so long as it feels like home.
5) What do you think is THE song of your life? Please explain. (20 pts.) HEHE.
Definitely Parokya ni Edgar - Mr. Suave. Did you even have to ask?
Well, that was before I shaved off my bigoteng pangiliti. So.
It's all regret and resentment. But it's about to change into Staind - So Far Away, real soon.
Real sooon!
Seen Entrapment (Sean Connery, Catherine Zeta Jones)? Something like that island mansion they trained in. Remote enough for peaceful living yet still easily accessible. I don't really care even which continent.. so long as it feels like home.
5) What do you think is THE song of your life? Please explain. (20 pts.) HEHE.
Definitely Parokya ni Edgar - Mr. Suave. Did you even have to ask?
Well, that was before I shaved off my bigoteng pangiliti. So.
Linkin Park - Easier to Run
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It’s so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone
Something has been taken from deep inside of me
The secret I’ve kept locked away noone can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years and years they've played
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I would
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It’s so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone
Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories I wish I didn’t have
Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back
And never moving forward so, there'd never be a past
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I would
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all my shame to the grave
Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don’t feel misplaced
It’s so much simpler than change
It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It’s so much easier to run
Than face all this pain here all alone
It's easier to run
If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made
It's easier to go
If I could change I would
Take all the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could stand up and take the blame I would
I would take all the shame to the grave
It's all regret and resentment. But it's about to change into Staind - So Far Away, real soon.
Real sooon!
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Wednesday, December 03, 2003
I hate feeling like this. Naiinis ako dahil di pa nya ko tinetext. Aargh. I know I should be more considerate, knowing she had just gone through her excrutiating Directed Studies defense this afternoon.. and that we did talk a while before she left for home. But she hasn't texted me since! mutter mutter.. I thought maybe she prolly went straight to bed from exhaustion, or maybe she has run out of load.. or maybe she did get sick from my new haircut, or maybe it's because of a dozen other things. Aargh.
I don't know how I sound to you other folk. She seems to be jarring a lot of my mental and emotional nuts and bolts loose.
Basta. I miss her! I can't stand it when she leaves me in the dark like this.
I don't know how I sound to you other folk. She seems to be jarring a lot of my mental and emotional nuts and bolts loose.
Basta. I miss her! I can't stand it when she leaves me in the dark like this.
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Monday, December 01, 2003
2) Is your being editor-in-chief in any way therapeutic/cathartic so far?
I resigned my EIC-ship just a couple months ago, so I'll answer in the past tense. While it certainly hasn't had any cathartic effects, it definitely wasn't therapeutic either.
About the only good things I got from it was a semester's worth of tuition and the privelege to print what I want. I was supposed to get a year's scholarship (3 sems) but the administrative snail department of the school was just that, snaily. I admit that it was that bait that lured me to accept. Heh. Kikbak ako ng 20K+ (with 40+ more, when my latter renewals get approved). Beat that!
Making the paper was great, even with all the hassles, deadlines, documents, budgeting, etc. Though its impact on the school was um, minimal, to say the least, it actually made me proud of myself for once. Plus, it made me popular. At least my name. Somewhat.
Making the paper was such an ass, with all the hassles, deadlines, documents, budgeting and shit. We were all new to campus journalism and it was such a mess. I know I have a lot of failings with the staff, because I didn't train them well enough. Because I had none.
I grew tired of everything, as usual for me, after a year. Pressure from my superiors, uncooperative members, and budget waiting combined with my natural tendency to slack and relax equalled signing off. Time for somebody else to take my place.
Maybe in a year or so, I'll take it up again. If it's up for grabs.
3) What do you think is your fondest memory (hehe) of Alan? ^_^
That time when he was seeing this girl. I think her name was Abbey, Hobbey, er.. Avie? Or some such. peace!
Alan is usually this carefree, unattached, girl-apathetic kind of guy. He always makes fun of things and plays otherwise infuriating pranks on us.
So it was weird to see him serious. He talked to me about the girl, asking me advice and other relationship-related stuff. He was dead serious, telling me about his indescribable feelings for her, his aspirations for the two of them, his worries for her well-being. I was glad I was able to see that side of him, and find a well meaning person beneath.
So you girl you, take care of him. You've got his heart in your hands.
I resigned my EIC-ship just a couple months ago, so I'll answer in the past tense. While it certainly hasn't had any cathartic effects, it definitely wasn't therapeutic either.
About the only good things I got from it was a semester's worth of tuition and the privelege to print what I want. I was supposed to get a year's scholarship (3 sems) but the administrative snail department of the school was just that, snaily. I admit that it was that bait that lured me to accept. Heh. Kikbak ako ng 20K+ (with 40+ more, when my latter renewals get approved). Beat that!
Making the paper was great, even with all the hassles, deadlines, documents, budgeting, etc. Though its impact on the school was um, minimal, to say the least, it actually made me proud of myself for once. Plus, it made me popular. At least my name. Somewhat.
Making the paper was such an ass, with all the hassles, deadlines, documents, budgeting and shit. We were all new to campus journalism and it was such a mess. I know I have a lot of failings with the staff, because I didn't train them well enough. Because I had none.
I grew tired of everything, as usual for me, after a year. Pressure from my superiors, uncooperative members, and budget waiting combined with my natural tendency to slack and relax equalled signing off. Time for somebody else to take my place.
Maybe in a year or so, I'll take it up again. If it's up for grabs.
3) What do you think is your fondest memory (hehe) of Alan? ^_^
That time when he was seeing this girl. I think her name was Abbey, Hobbey, er.. Avie? Or some such. peace!
Alan is usually this carefree, unattached, girl-apathetic kind of guy. He always makes fun of things and plays otherwise infuriating pranks on us.
So it was weird to see him serious. He talked to me about the girl, asking me advice and other relationship-related stuff. He was dead serious, telling me about his indescribable feelings for her, his aspirations for the two of them, his worries for her well-being. I was glad I was able to see that side of him, and find a well meaning person beneath.
So you girl you, take care of him. You've got his heart in your hands.
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