the wages of obsessive-compulsion

i haven't been able to blog for three days because i was caught up in adding a quote from each of my favorite songs to the sidebar. i was pushing 300 when yaps reminded me that if my script was too big then my blog would take forever to load. oh, right. i cut my list down to 100 and that's it basically.

sunday i felt tepid. i remember telling trixie that i felt like i was swimming in a vat of lukewarm black gulaman - really dark and slow and sticky.

yesterday ms ortiz was again absent so bj, drew, vince, jp, and i went to the ls building to claim our university id's. on the way back bj put the entire stack on the scanner. i'm surprised the network didn't crash. i know it's cliché but my picture looks really horrendous. i'm not even in the center of it for god's sake. in any case by the time we got back [naturally after a leisurely snack] sir ilao was already discussing the results of the deptest [i can see my 2.5 already] but he didn't seem to mind our coming in late. i noticed that about college - reasons abound to go wandering about and it's not a big deal if you end up late or even absent for a class. unless of course you've reached your quota in which case poor you.

i made some easy money during lunch time. my blockmates sloshed together a glass of iced tea, miso soup, wasabe, soy sauce, and god knows what else and they dared julian to drink it. i said i'd do it for 400. haha, suckers. finally i passed by the malate office to check if i was accepted. evidently not. although saul and rachelle were. grrr.

today i was late for philhis. again. but this time i had a good excuse. there was a three car pileup while my dad and i were on the south super highway with broken glass and everything. it was worth getting late just to see it happen. i had lunch with kris and saul. that didn't go so well. i feel like i'd lost my touch. or maybe they was just in a bad mood. in any case after they left i went back to gox to gather two books which i had forgotten in our classroom. this term all our academics are in g202. weird. going back, i met a friend [it just occured to me that i have no idea what his name is] who congratulated me on making malate. i thought that something was amiss so after swimming i backtracked to the malate office to check it out.

sure enough there was my name in pencil complete with a "we forgot to include you. sorry for the inconvenience" note. aray. the bad thing is that i spent most of monday afternoon bitching saul out about him making it without me and saying nasty things about the malate staffers.

i took a jeep from the pasay rotonda to parañaque and the first song i heard on the radio was rivermaya's 214. then it was the eraserheads' ang huling el bimbo. by this time i was eagerly anticipating the next song, fully thinking that the station was nu107. i was obviously wrong. the next song was las ketchup's asereje and after that some song by f4. i tried to block out the 'music' by checking the time on the jeepney's digital clock. the time read 6:3E then a minute later 6:3‾ then again 6:3E. this threw me off until i realized that the last two lcd bars were fried. it was actually 636 then 637 and so on and so forth.

i thought of a quote today - good luck is god playing favorites; bad luck is god saying "favorite? feeling ka a!"

well saul liked it.

sige ingat.ü 
posted by stani at 2:14 AM