One hell of a week

That says it all. *sigh* I finally finished my damn papers, and I don't even care if they're crappy. I've drunk so much coffee that if someone sticks a needle into me I'd bleed the stuff. Oh, yeah, I lack sleep too.

Hoy, mag-inuman naman tayo!!!

"Why do we stay with lovers who we know down deep just aren't right?
Why would we rather put ourselves through hell than sleep alone at night?"


-Louder than Words, from the musical tick...tick...BOOM!

The Bitch-Goddess of Life just slapped me with another one.
Fuck.

Ooohhh. Something from Apwil's blog, that was from Al's blog, that was from Stef's blog....

Instructions:
A. Copy this whole list.
B. Highlight the things that are true about you.
C. Whatever you don't touch is false.


01. When I was younger I made some bad decisions
02. I don't watch much TV these days
03. I love psychedelic mushrooms
04. I love sleeping--whatever of it I can get...
05. I have loads of books (if things go on like this I'll be sleeping on the floor and the books'll be on the bed)
06. I once slept in a bathroom
07. I love playing video games
08. I adore marijuana
09. I watch porn movies
10. I watch them with my father
11. I like sharks
12. I love spiders, I think they're adorable, especially the ones with bright colours on their backs
13. I was born without hair and I still have no hair
14. I like George Bush
15. I am cool
16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year
17. I have a jacuzzi and a Porsche
18. I have a lot to learn
19. I carry my knife everywhere
20. I can be really really smart (or so I think)
21. I've never broken someone's bones
22. I have a secret--don't we all?
23. I hate snow
25. Punk rock rules
26. I hate Bill Gates!
27. I love Chinese food
28. I would hate to be famous
29. I am so not a morning person
30. I wear glasses
31. I don't need glasses, except sunglasses
32. I (like to believe I) have potential
33. I'm pure Japanese
34. My legs are two different sizes
35. I have a twin
36. I wear a padded bra sometimes
37. I can ramble on about absolutely nothing
38. I'm left-handed
39. I hate llamas, but I'm one of them
40. I don't like horror movies
41. I suck at climbing, but I love it anyway
42. People hate me usually
43. I love pop music
44. I hardly ever go to bed before midnight
45. I hate parking fines
46. I know the national anthem of my country by heart
47. I know more than two languages (and imaginary/invented ones, too)
48. I can spend too much time on the computer
49. I often want to throw out the computer in a window
50. I live on a ground floor
51. I don't like chocolate
52. I'd like to be more original
53. I've lied. A lot of times
54. Cocks are my favorite birds
55. I want to conquer the world
56. I wonder what happens when I die
57. I've read all books about Harry Potter
58. I love my cat.
59. I love to exercise
60. I hate chemistry with a passion and math, too! (with a passion!)
61. I love to write but I wish I could be as interesting as some people (and wish I weren’t so damned confused)
62. I like changes
63. I hate going to class
64. I am afraid to die
65. I hate dish washing with a passion
66. My hair is long, brown, and incredibly curly
67. My nails are nine inch long
68. My favorite color is black
69. I like to sleep on the floor
70. I am hopeless at cooking
71. I sucked my thumb when I was little
72. I should be doing something else rather than doing this
73. I am online a lot
74. I hate the government
75. I don't have a girlfriend/boyfriend
76. I'm too nice for my own good
77. I love to read, I read as much as I can
78. I don't trust newspapers
79. I like debating
80. I live in a wagon
81. I clean my room once a month
82. I'm scared of American fast food
83. I have a third eye
84. I love Mozambique
85. I don't trust any religion
86. I used to play with barbies only because all the other girls were doing it
87. I wanted to be a super hero when I was little (now I want to be a super-villain)
88. I like listening to (the) wind chimes
89. I'm very disorganized
90. My hair is long and straight or it could be...
91. I earn a lot
92. I don't like spicy food
93. I keep a diary (as much as I can)
94. I can't do cartwheels
95. I can be very lazy
96. I'm sarcastic more often than not (gee, yah think?)
97. I think my hair can be annoying
98. I could be sensitive
99. I love being "ab-normal"

Fifteen years ago I...

-was seven years old
-got demoted to section two when I was in second grade
-had a dog named Jollibee

Ten years ago I was...

- twelve
-my English teacher first realized I could write well (at least better than my classmates)
- heart broken because I learned that math was the language of science, and I loved science and hated math
- was associate editor of the school paper, elementary dept.
-won first place in a inter-school journalism/writing contest
-had a Bon Jovi fans club with only three other members
-finished my first ever novel (I still have it, and I’d be darned if I ever show it to anyone else)
-was frustrated with Sweet Valley High because everyone in it was beautiful
-idolized MacGyver
-watched Daimos and Voltes V religiously
-still had no telephone line
-lived with my maternal grandparents and aunts and cousins because. my parents had a “falling out”

Five years ago I...

- was a college freshman all over again
- was in this kind of stunned, shell-shocked state, missing all my high school friends and desperately holding on
- financially challenged—I had to bring a bottle of my own water coz I couldn’t afford to buy even mineral water for lunch
-only had one friend from my block
-hated my block mates
-realized becoming a Philo major was a mistake
- worried that I was losing my intuitive side and becoming too Cartesian
- rode the bus to the university every morning wanting to vomit
- thought grades mattered and had to work real hard for them
-started to have a major writing block that lasted 3 and a half years
-first decided to become a CL major so I could read and learn from the “masters”

Two years ago I...

-had the GRAIL gang so wasn’t so friendless anymore (hurrah!)
-enjoying CL (on hindsight, that is, though at that time I was pretty much windang, hehehehehe)
-was a Garcè baby (had taken three classes under him already)
-was buying readings enough to turn my room into a fire hazard

One year ago I...

-worked in a multi-national company in Ayala and hated it
-finished thesis and graduated ^_^
-was in a writing workshop and met some darned great people
-had more money…period
-started to chain-smoke (now just an occasional smoker since I quit the job)
-swore I’d go to the mountains if ever FPJ became president *gulp*
-acquired an addiction of epic proportions to the Sims game
-was living out my addiction/fascination/devotion to Tolkien’s invented world
-was trying to learn Quenya, the “Latin” Elvish language in Tolkien’s mythos

Yesterday I...

-wrote an insolent letter to my bro’s principal that might have gotten him into worse trouble T_T
-made kick-ass fruit salad (yum)
-blogged
-read (anything I could get my hands on)
-Re-wrote, or tried to re-write, an old fantasy-type story
-Finalized Sim skins of Eomer, Faramir, Figwit, and Glorfindel and was pleased they looked decent in the game ^_^
-took a picture of Fry sleeping on the computer desk with her head hanging off the edge and her ears curled inwards =^-^=
-attempted to make my own 3D meshes but quickly realized I had bitten off more than I could chew

Today I...

-had a haircut (now my hair’s straight and shiny, but not for long)
- will work on my short stories
-will re-read Anne Duden’s Opening of the Mouth
-am staring at my Boromir desktop wallpaper every so often


Tomorrow I will...

- go to class and try not to be late
- get drunk, hopefully with the company of some great people whom I’ve missed

I have two words for you: @*#&$ OFF!
Anybody who ever asks me about my high school alma mater will immediately sense the deep animosity and bitterness I harbor for it with just the first thing I utter, or even just the expression on my face.
Just yesterday I was reminded why.
Picture this: Students are forced to sleep during nap time (what the hell is this, day care?!). Because of the heat, some students decide to go down to the canteen to buy ice cream. They were caught. Now they are going to be punished, but they were instructed to ask their parents to write a letter to the principal and state which punishment they would prefer: to have the students suspended for 7 days or not to go to school anymore--in short to drop out.
I'll leave all the indignation and exasperation to you, dear reader.
Suffice it to say, what I would have liked to write in the letter would only be two words, and again, I will leave it to you to conjecture on what they would have been.