whaaa...?

argh, ms ortiz scheduled our research paper defense for next friday and we haven't done anything yet! ok, so that's not entirely truthful; we sorta kinda drew the number ourselves, but the point is, we now have to do everything over the weekend: surveys, interviews, lasingan [did i forget to mention that we are tackling nightlife and the filipino youth culture?]... the silver lining is that our basicon test was moved to wednesday, so at least we can 'party' with a clear conscience.

geric taught me a phrase in ilonggo: "ka guwápo sa ímo a, tágpila ka?" translation: "you're very handsome, how much are you?"

hey, i didn't ask for it.

i was walking around school and i saw two service personnel struggling to bring a wooden desk down to the first floor of the ls building. then this teacher sees them and says "o, hindi ba kayo marunong mag-good afternoon sa teacher?"

gaga ka pala, e kung umbagan kita nitong mesa? tss, what a bitch.

mon dropped by mcdo taft so i talked to her for a while before heading off. i was intending to drop by zobel so i could distribute copies of our survey questionnaire, so i took a bus to atc. unfortunately, it was only midway through coastal road when i realized that i didn't have my zobel id with me and therefore i wouldn't be able to get past the aava gates.

i hung out in town for a while after then got a haircut before heading home. yes, this is in connection with my going barhopping this weekend. at least for now, it's goodbye ronald.

sige ingat.ü 
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ok, college sucks starting... now

i got a 69% in the second compro1 deptest. that's a 1.0. 1.5 if i kiss ms nats' ass from here to whatever planet she came from. plus, we have a deptest in basicon this saturday. sure, i got a 4.0 in the last test, but that was a fluke if there ever was one. i reiterate, college sucks.

does anybody remember the movie the last unicorn? i'm suffering from unicorn withdrawal for some reason. the theme song keeps running through my head:

when the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain
and the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain
in the shadow of the forest though she may be old and worn
they will stare unbelieving at the last unicorn

no? owel, nobody really remembers anymore. but in case you're interested, you can read the movie script here. spoiler warning, though.

sige ingat.ü 
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a coup d'etat? really?

the rebels finally surrendered last night around 10pm. that officially makes it the biggest waste of 20 hours since the time i watched every joecartoon. ok so that didn't take 20 hours, but it sure seemed like it. technically they shouldn't even call it a coup d'etat - for that you need the support of the general populace; what they did was an act of terrorism.

i especially love senator gringo honasan's reason for supporting the coup: "ah... kuwan... the majority of filipino people... are... uh... below the poverty line." whatever. as my dad put it: what ngo does he belong to? what percent of his pork barrel does he give to the poor? that doesn't even mesh with magdalo spokesperson ltsg trillano's justification for the revolt [bureaucracy in the military, fyi].

the only good thing that came out of this is that i have no classes today. no, wait. that's a bad thing. being dlsu, that means make up classes. oh crap.

saul commented on my mom's delayed reaction fried rice so i guess i should elaborate on that: it's fried rice with tabasco spam and sesame oil. so basically what happens is that you eat and eat and then 30 seconds later the tabasco kicks in and you have to douse your mouth with a couple gallons of water.

i can already tell this is going to be an extremely long day. i might as well get started on my report for philhis.

sige ingat.ü

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update: gma delivered her sona at 4pm. she said she'd veto any bill trying to smuggle in abortion. that's good to hear. she didn't mention anything about divorce though. in other news, zobelians will enjoy this link. 
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of mcdonald's, home-cooked meals, and writers

i forget to mention something that happened last wednesday - kris offered me a ride home provided i accompany her to the santugon family meeting. no biggie, so i did, and helped her fold spoa's afterwards. we stopped by mcdo [how ironic*] on the way home and i asked the counter girl what she thought grimace really was. i was of the impression that he is an extra rice, but she said that he was an ube. go figure.

anyway, i got a strawberry mcdip but the ice cream fell off the cone while it was being dipped. she fished it out, put it in a cup, and got me a new one. i asked her what she would do with the reject ice cream and she said it would be trashed. as an environmentalist, i could not abide by that so i asked if i could have it instead. evidently charm still counts for something so moments later i was sneaking out the door with two ice creams for the price of one.

for lunch today, my mom invented a new kind of soup. it was somewhere between nilagang baka and sotanghon so i said that it should be named after her: "sotang ina". she didn't find it funny either.

i'm currently chatting with mon, one of my best friends and a kickass writer, regardless of what certain purists may say. we haven't seen each other in a long while, probably because i go to dlsu and she to ateneo.

distance sucks.

sige ingat.ü

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ironic: my blockmates claim that from behind i remind them of ronald mcdonald. i don't find that funny. 
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it's been a week already!?

it's getting harder and harder to find blog time. just checking my mail takes two hours ["you have 40 new messages"]. i can't even remember what happened when anymore. all i'm sure of is that tuesday was rainy so if my misadventure had to do with water, it was on tuesday.

speak of the devil, on tuesday classes were suspended but i hung around school until 8pm anyway. that was the day i discovered the second-worst feeling in the world [after taking a test with a seriously upset stomach]: having wet and gritty feet in a cramped jeepney. i had some apprehension about putting my bag on the floor [being tuesday i was supposed to have peindiv, but nooo] because it was practically flooding inside the jeep but i was too tired to bother with details like waterproofing. i fell asleep and when i woke up, the floor was dry. i was thanking god for this miracle until i noticed that the floor was dry because all the water was in my pants. and therefore the third worst feeling: walking around in pants soaked to the knee in tubig-kanal.

ms padua struck again in our compro1 deptest. if i get anything higher than an 80% i'm going to sponsor a mass. did a mention that the bench/ billboard beside the pasay rotonda blew over? in a related incident, i heard that four people died because a tree fell on them. well what do you expect from a typhoon named "harurot"? i spent most of the week with anna and|or jil. small world, dlsu. it turns out that they know each other c/o saul so we mostly just sat around, talking. thursday, i finally recovered my tabs from the malate office but pits didn't bring his guitar so we just sang out the lyrics.

friday was cell at jay em's so that was fun. what wasn't fun was the trip getting there. i was stuck on the south super highway going into bicutan and i kept falling asleep and waking up weird. to elaborate, i'd wake up and see traffic on the service road, then i'd fall asleep and when i'd wake up the service road would be totally clear, then i'd fall asleep and when i'd wake up, i'd see traffic again. this went on six or seven times and i could have sworn that we passed the same gas station thrice. like i said, weird. erwin advised next time taking a bus to standard and a trike into bf. oo nga naman. anyway cell was ok and it got better when jay em brought out his guitar for tuning. at last a guitar! luckily, i had brought my tabs that day so we jammed for maybe 15 minutes.

this morning, i spent most of my time searching the net for video and audio drivers. i'm seriously thinking of upgrading to windows xp so naturally i want to avoid being locked out of my own peripherals. three hours, and still no luck finding the correct ones. maybe i'll take a pokémon break and try again later.

sige ingat.ü 
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what weekend?

today is saturday. that's because friday was 72 hours long. i had a deptest in compro1 from 6.15 to 8.45pm then it was on to jonat's for the yearbook. sometime in between i was in school, then in st scho [rusty sangalang's limbo is a must-see! just be sure to leave your morals at the door], then in ateneo. i can't remember anything coherent, just that majority of my time was spent staring at a blinking cursor.

my parents had their 22nd anniversary last night ["yesterday" is too vague at this point] and they want to celebrate their 25th with a church wedding. hopefully i won't be the best man. i'm never good at formality. i hope i can find a wife who won't mind if i tweak our wedding ceremonies a little - acoustic set instead of choir... personal vows... scheduled on a sure-shot rainy day... you get the picture.

ms ortiz cancelled our 8am class this morning so i decided to cut my other class as well. hey, would you go all the way to taft for a one-hour class? jonat tasked me to list down all the zobel barok moments i can remember. for non-flips out there, barok is the colloqual term for a word or phrase in gramatically incorrect ['barok-en'] english. a typical example would be "it's like a magic!" anyway, i was doing that and i realized that half my list was from ms matic alone [fyi ms matic is a teacher so ancient that she is regarded as the missing link between humans and amoebas].

whoever wrote the script of the libresse commercial should be shot then burned at the stake then shot again. it was just a grandiose excuse to show richard gutierrez' gilderoy-like mug for thirty seconds too many. the worse news is that lucky manzano has an ad too. iww. doesn't he just remind you of those monoliths on easter island?

well, it's back to barok for me. i'll remain online though, in case anyone cares to chat.

please?

sige ingat.ü 
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and eventually they throw up

yesterday sir ilao gave back the results of the basicon deptest. i got a 4.0. not bad at all, considering i was expecting a 2.5. swimming though, i did get the expected 2.5. today i woke up at 3am to research for filipi1 but my ie went bonkers on me. it kept telling me that i was trying to install ie5. luckily i finally figured out how to fix it - downgrade to ie5.

at least i was able to repair my windows media player when i downloaded ie5. now i can listen to my mp3s without having to click on them individually. another bonus was the last inch of ice cream i yoinked from the ref. for those of you lucky enough to be stuck here in the philippines, i seriously recommend dan-erik's buco-melon ice cream.

you know i just realized that i wasn't able to research for filipi1 and now lacey is going to kill me.

owel that's life.

sige ingat.ü 
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let me guess... you're sick too

it's back to the vat of gulaman for me. why is it that sundays are always so sad and sticky? and everybody's sick. my sis, marah, even trixie. it's bad enough that people call me up to narrate exactly how and where they hurt [causing me to doubt my own health] but the worst part of it is that since my sis is sick, i wasn't able to go to mon's book launching. that means i'll never get to read her book [my copy, autographed, i might add, was stolen the night of her debut].

steph and i had an adventure last friday: i volunteered to commute with her home and we decided to take a jeep [or two, as it turned out] to the pasay rotonda instead of the lrt. traffic was minimal so i actually had an ok time. except when she conned me into saying "mamang driver stop!" when my stop came. that was embarassing, even by my standards. at least i found out that she's an extremely fun person to be with, especially since she enjoys insta-adventures as well. she even dropped a few unmentionables about our other blockmates.

patay sila bukas.

sige ingat.ü 
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timewarped

it's 7am and i'm super late for my first class. but what am i doing? casually typing out this blog entry. i stayed up until 12mn reading book 5. as of now [chapter 18] the characters are extremely out-of-. it's like jk rowling introduced new ones who just happen to have the same names as those in books 1 to 4. and what's with everyone calling harry "mate" every other page?

bunny blogged about jil in her last entry. i'm in there too, technically. i hate it when i read like the bad guy.

like i mentioned earlier, i spent most of last night editing my poems. they sound really terrible now. donna wants everything to be symbolic and everything that's not symbolic to be literal. well that just takes the fun out of being a poet. whatever happened to good old-fashioned emotional rambling?

long live malate.

sige ingat.ü 
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so little time so much to do

college is finally getting to me. i can't even remember what day it is today, just that i have a hundred things to do, and half the time needed to do them. yesterday i watched the animatrix. a must-see, even if you couldn't care less about the matrix.

this morning ms ortiz finally aired our radio play. it was ok except one of the other groups gave us an 82% grade. i'm not saying that ours should have gotten a better score, just that if they were so critical of the other radio plays [i doubt any group got a line-of-nine score from them] they shouldn't have given themselves a 100%. i'm usually a tolerant person but their play was just plain nauseating.

i went to malate to collect my poems since donna informed me that she finished editing them already. "massacred", it turns out, would have been a better choice of words. i haven't been that corrected since grade school. but in fairness she highlighed some errors that i wouldn't have seen on my own. i hung out in the coffee club with jp until 830 or so before heading home. now it's 11pm and i still have to write a reaction paper for philhis. or maybe i'll just do it tomorrow. i'm still revising my poems anyway.

sige ingat.ü 
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apparantly not

it turns out that malate isn't that bad after all. the people just took a little more time to warm up to than i am used to. except soyster. she's really steamed at me, hehe. the spo orientation was a snorefest so i just yoinked a guitar and saul, mj, miko, and i had a [so-called] jamming session in the back of the little theater. next time i'll bring my tabs. the orientation officially ended around 5pm but i hung around the malate office until 8. saul thinks he's going to get tambay of the week because he logged in 400+ hours. fyi saul, the last winner clocked in 2000.

in other news i have discovered the ten most horrific words in the english language: "your account balance is zero pesos and zero centavos goodbye". on the other hand i can avoid texting certain people on the grounds that i have no more credit.

life is still good.

sige ingat.ü 
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malate? isn't that a pokpokan?

i wore my "live to the point of tears" shirt to school today. naturally kris was wearing her "freak" shirt. i didn't have lunch with her though. ms ortiz was absent as usual so we spent the period prying embarassing information out of julian. you don't want to know what [or rather who] we found out.

the bad thing about all the free time we've been getting is that we have to make up every single minute. most probably this will fall on the next four or five wednesdays. since we just finished our math make ups last wednesday it looks like we'll forever have an extra hour of school on wednesdays.

saul and i attended the malate orientation during ubreak and afterwards hung out in their office. it was ok i guess but after an hour or so i was feeling really down. it seems that the key to being an artíste is losing your sense of humor as soon as possible. sheesh. luckily i bumped into jil after saul left so that cheered me back up. she gave me free food and some really good advice - write a poem lambasting malate and hopefully they'll kick me out.

i'm already on it.

sige ingat.ü 
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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 
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