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[Saturday, January 31, 2004]     

the morning after

a few things i forgot to post last night:

i. urban legends

i heard that upsaid only allows for 350 posts per registered user. can anyone clarify this? damned if i have to create a new acount every six months. another scary thought [sorry but only zobelians will get this next one]: mr laqui is engaged to ms alon.

ii. mcdonald's

what kind of idiot counterperson sticks a spoon into the center of a hot fudge sundae instead of at the side!? some people have absolutely no sense of aesthetics.

iii. diablo ii

just finished act iv. thank god for leap attack.

that's it for now. i'll try to post more often.

sige ingat.ü
 

[Friday, January 30, 2004]     

one week

it's been that long since my last post, give or take a day or three. obviously this translates into you reading another monster update. the twist is that if i had posted this morning, it would've been only half as long. funny how life's like that - really slow for the longest time and the moment you start wishing for a change of pace, you get left behind. owel. in any case, here goes:

i. paradigm

since our playing at lacey's debut was [supposed to be] hush-hush, i didn't blog about any of our practices. anyway, at one of the studios we rehearsed, we were competing for a timeslot with a band named paradigm. i recently found out that paradigm was the first band of sam, who lent me her guitar for our debut debut performance. small world, eh?

ii. mcsi

you probably already know about what happened at ls2k4 so i won't repeat it here. i won't comment much on it either, just that the phrase "it was his time" is a load of crap.

iii. the national museum

even if we got in for free i was expecting more than a thirty-minute lecture and a ten-minute walk through a room full of file folders [the contents of which of course remain unknown]. the folder room was actually worse since they stuffed every cabinet full of mothballs and there were a lot of cabinets. i guarantee half an hour in that room and you'll never have sinus problems again. ever.

iv. leap

i signed up for a course in cartooning but was an hour late [no thanks to frytz]. i didn't miss anything though since the moderators didn't seem that interested in organized lecturing [and i've yet to meet an artist who is]. bottom line: i didn't learn anything but i doodled a little on the last page of my notebook. but i don't consider it time wasted though since you really can't teach drawing any more than you can teach programming. no biggie.

v. a tale of two sisters

avoid this movie at all costs. this includes being handed a free ticket. with regular movies, you watch it, you understand it, then you either like it or you don't. i'm still hung over step two. half the movie's scenes seemed to be dedicated to nullifying any possible conclusions a logical viewer might draw. i remember telling lacey "never mind the setting - it's the company that counts". god, i didn't realize i'd turned into such a liar. the only good memory i have of the two hours is kimber shouting "stupid ka, bitch!" at the screen loud enough for half the moviehouse to hear.

vi. anmath1 and encomp1

the first tragedy was swiping my sister's calculator only to leave it at home. she failed her first math quiz because of that. the second was that my own test was amazing, for lack of a better term, and i now have a large chance of flunking it. and the third tragedy was getting back the results of my encomp1 quiz - a 47 over 60. and i would've aced it too, if our professor [whose name i don't care to remember] didn't nitpick every last abbreviation, capitalizated letter, and punctuation mark in my answers to the last test. as if anybody in the real world cares if my references follow the ieee format or not. sheesh.

vii. pedance

after so many hours spent practicing, it was extremely anticlimactic for the actual presentation to literally be over in a few minutes. the worst part was that i missed a lot of steps and i have to admit that i felt really down afterwards because of this. if i had been at center stage [as i was originally blocked] i could've passed off my mistakes as scripted but i opted to move left a spot and shit happened. there's a world of difference between messing up at something you're usually good at and messing up at something you're not. somehow it's only lately that the latter have been coming my way. good thing bunny invited me to watch animo ignition with her so that cheered me up after a while. now obviously the next subtopic is

viii. animo ignition

this turned out to be a song, dance, and band competition [but i left early so don't bother asking who won]. i was only able to hear one singing group, which did a rockapella-type medley of iris and that famous song by usher. they had great backup singers but the lead seemed to rely more on volume than accuracy. the dances were great too, notoriously jabi's rendition of me against the music. he'd have been my bet if only he'd bowed out before his unfortunate ocho-ocho finale. there were four or five bands after that, but only one stood out - i especially loved their reggae version of ain't no sunshine. bigote played intermission numbers, including nana, but compared to how i remember it from the ccs acoustic night, it didn't sound as good this time. what i do remember clearly is the mc shouting out "can anyone guess what's the next events is?"

let's see... spot the barok?

sige ingat.ü
 

[Sunday, January 25, 2004]     

tanjoubi omedetou!

s15 won the interblock basketball game [which i didn't foreshadow since it had been postponed twice already and so i actually wasn't expecting it to push through]. yey. we're all hoping that the scoring will be by point quotient rather than elimination because otherwise that would've been our last game. of course cheering my blockmates on meant that i was late for spo night, arriving a minute or two before the buffet table was opened [impeccable timing, as usual]. congratulations btw to pb and soyster, who won places at the litaw.

counting on filipino time, i arrived an hour and a half late for pedance. unfortunately they did in fact start early and by the time i got there, they were already running through. but i still had luck on my side since the professor in charge of the performances was dissatisfied with the current setup and 'suggested' a number of changes, including dividing the group into three, each dancing only a segment of the song [sean paul's get busy]. this would've been a relief, if not for the fact that we're performing this friday and we only have one three-hour practice slot left. good thing i'm in the last row of dancers.

lacey's debut was a lot of fun, mostly owing to the fact that her sister had tapped us [frytz, geric, loyvin, and me] into playing a few songs for her. that was a real rush, especially since we were better received than the other group who performed [although this may have been more of timing than talent]. of course after that everyone drank too much, especially lacey [duh] and frytz [duh²] and those of us still in some degree of sobriety ended up nannying those who weren't. we couldn't secure a videocam or tape recorder though, so i'll have to rely on memory this time:

"sabihin ko kay [censored] na mahal ko s'ya? ba't ko naman gagawin 'yon e hindi pa s'ya lasing? ano, lasing na s'ya? o tara!"
- frytz, while being 'cool' on the dance floor.

"uy may urinal na pala sa ladies' room... teka ba't puro lalaki kayo dito sa ladies' room!? labas!"
- lacey, who was obviously not in the ladies' room.

"act civilized - my dad's here!"
- lacey again, while being draggged out of the country club.

"i'm sorry for being so frytz-like..."
- kimber, after wrenching the sink in geric's bathroom off the wall.

there were others but these are all i can remember for now - things got a little blurry after lacey decided to throw chunks of her birthday cake at us. i feel sorry for those who came in black suits and left in white. not many regrets on my part though, just that i've let my homework pile up [as usual] and i'll probably be up half the night making up for biocol [which i had cut in favor of band practice last thursday].

well, technically that isn't a regret either.

sige ingat.ü
 

[Friday, January 23, 2004]     

kung hei fat choi

since there's no point in attending the last 10 minutes of a subject, i cut anmath1 instead. i'm here now in the ivle lab, supposedly for biocom1, amusing myself with the happy tree friends while the going's good [this is the only lab with a decent broadband connection].

i forgot to mention that saul lent me a copy of heights [vol. li, no. 1]. it was a good enough read, although the pieces i liked were still in a minority. but don't get me wrong - i'm not an un-fan*; i just like what i like, namely tipaklong, family curses, araw-araw, natasha blue, blind, conversations with sarah, and flesh like pixels. hey, it's a thick book. i do recommend reading it, though, at least for variety's sake.

i'm again bemoaning the fact that i can't be in two places at once [or five, at least for today]. also that i don't have enough cash to buy that chinese-collar suit i saw at onésimus yesterday. and that my computer can't even shut down without flashing me the blue screen of death. life sucks, as usual.

i'm seriously considering st over ist as my specialization. i don't know why, just that i am. i just hope that trying to break into the gaming industry doesn't turn out to be a dead end - i've had enough of that already.

sige ingat.ü

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un-fan: someone who cannot consider the output of a hated object as anything else but trash. eg: un-fans of cyndi lauper, who have conveniently forgotten that time after time is her song too.
 

kung hei fat choi!

a fortuitous and prosperous year for the ox. he will be sought after and honored by important people. promotions, new ventures, and partnerships are forseen.

so what else is new? i've always had the dark one's own luck - maybe because i was born under a good sign. jerwin convinced me to come in red yesterday even if i had already worn my single good red shirt last monday [mental note: never again wear red when playing the guitar for extended periods of time. same goes for grey].

as part of my master plan to hook frytz and bj on diablo ii [and thereby compromise their academic performance] i was narrating to them the changes in the v1.10 patch in one of the goxlabs when the guy beside us [who for some reason was listening in on our conversation] suddenly announced his decision to resume playing as well. take note, though, that this was only the second-weirdest event i witnessed recently, the first of course being the armpit-fetish couple [too graphic to type out].

i had just replaced the d-string on chami's guitar last weekend, and it already snapped. since i was time-constrained i shelled out 30 bucks for another one. i hate d-strings.

since it's already 930 i'll obviously be late for my anmath1 class. why is it that no matter what time your first class starts, you're guaranteed to be late for it anyway?

sige ingat.ü
 

[Wednesday, January 21, 2004]     

can't think of an approporate title, sorry. any suggestions?

a lot of my friends are suddenly into blogging. i find that very strange [although welcome, i must admit]. i hope that having a blog doesn't end up as just another trend - heaven forbid we all turn into caffeinerushes. in case you're interested, you can link to them through my other journal [which i really should update].

speaking of bastardizing the english language, our prof in dasalgo is a nightmare. maybe i should start listing down her words of wisdom as well, just in case frytz missed any.

today's our specialization talk. i'm currently deciding between st and ist. st is tougher, but i'll be an even greater know-it-all should i survive; ist on the other hand has the fun subjects, like graphics and photography. i guess it's a matter of short-term versus long-term goals. of course that doesn't help me any.

sige ingat.ü
 

[Sunday, January 18, 2004]     

yes, but why's the rum gone?

friday proved to be rather annoying, what with the cancelled jam session, cancelled interblock basketball game, and cancelled movie-watching. yesterday, on the other hand, was by turns slow then hectic - the dry run for the diocesan youth day was promising, although tiring and time-consuming. feb 1 should be a blast, just as long as i can back out of buying a black manlakbay t-shirt when i have two perfectly good black shirts already. oh, and next time, the drinks should be cooler than the food [my thirst would've been more quenched had i drunk the asado sauce that came with the siopao]. i got the feeling they weren't kidding when they mentioned that we were being catered by la funeraria paz.

i was able to escape by 630pm, but due to traffic, it was well after 8 before jonat and i were on our way to judie's debut. that was filling, to say the least, although another disappointment was not having the opportunity to catch up on old times with those members of lsyc still stuck in zobel, including the debutante herself. my next opportunity will most probably be the next retreat, sometime during the latter half of february. i've missed three already so i better show up this time.

jonat convinced me to accompany him to a party sponsored by his org held at the loft in rockwell. we were naturally too late so we ended up at one of his blockmates'. rissa ong was there, a pleasant surprise, although in retrospect i believe jonat already mentioned to me that they share the same course; somehow i failed to grasp what he was saying until last night.

jonat invited me to stay over, tempting me with their new sing-mike [after too much rum-coke, videoke was obviously the next port of call] so off we went, him and me and ryan, one of his orgmates. i lucked out and ended up with the highest score, a 97, although to be honest, ryan [who really should start singing professionally] was hands down the videoke king. too bad there were no opm songs. that would've really made my day. or morning, rather.

many thanks to jonat, who reminded me of how much fun two [or in our case, three] people can have barreling down edsa arguing about this or that triviality with some timeless song playing in the background. mabuhay ka.

sige ingat.ü
 

[Thursday, January 15, 2004]     

biocol2 = three hours of blogtime

i somehow managed to arrive in time for dasalgo, despite having had less than four hours sleep this morning. this was probably because i was out of the house well before the usual 715am, another first. i had figured that i'd be half-asleep althroughout the subject, but ms limoanco's constant bomb-dropping [eg: "please correct me if i'm wrong... did i gave an exercise last meeting?"] kept me awake enough. plus the fact that her jumping around and raising her voice at odd moments made me suddenly realize that she resembles frau farbissina more than slightly.

i'm lending my dad's copy of on writing to dandi so naturally i was breezing through it beforehand and this poem by tabitha king caught my eye:

a gradual canticle for agustine

the thinnest bear is awakened in the winter
by the sleep-laughter of locusts,
by the dream-blustering of bees,
by the honeyed scent of desert sands
that the wind carries in her womb
into the distant hills, into the houses of cedar.

the bear has heard a sure promise.
certain words are edible; they nourish
more than snow heaped upon silver plates
or ice overflowing golden bowls. chips of ice
from the mouth of a lover are not always better,
nor a desert dreaming always a mirage.
the rising bear sings a gradual canticle
woven of sand that conquers cities
by a slow cycle: his praise seduces
a passing wind, traveling to the sea
wherein a fish, caught in a careful net,
hears a bear's song in the cool-scented snow.


well i like it anyway. donna's blog is another good source of poetry [if you're interested] and i particularly enjoyed richard's how conveniently the rain fell before your tears. this art attack was brought to you by the malate literary folio new staff, with whom i had lunch today. well them and one asungot who couldn't take a hint. never mind who - given how painfully obvious his leeching habits are, you probably already know anyway.

ms de jesus is giving me the evil eye. better quit while i'm ahead.

sige ingat.ü
 

sorry, all circuits are busy now... please try your call later

i'm sure that i tackled this topic before, but i'd like to reiterate that the collegiate concept of a break is an illusion. i repeat, free time does not exist. forget what your eaf tells you - those numbers that tell you you have no classes at so-and-so time [and therefore you can 'relax' for a bit] are the biggest joketime in the history of dlsu. perhaps if i could let go of a commitment or two [or five] a particle of time here and there would reveal itself, but i can't* so let me just let out my frustrations here. luckily the weekend is coming up so i'll be able to start work on a few projects [this is of course the second-biggest joketime]. never mind that i'm ranting about having no personal time when in fact it's one in the morning and i'm still up, blogging of all things. don't worry, i'll get my comeuppance tomorrow morning, when i arrive late [or possibly absent] for dasalgo.

while purchasing shampoo at sm bicutan's superhypermart [where the hell do they come up with these names?] i mistakenly asked a girl in uniform if they had a bigger container size. she of course had to respond with "excuse me, 'di ako nagtatrabaho dito". ay, bitch.

i had figured that pedance would teach me ballroom dancing [which would come in handy during proms, if ever] but instead i'm stuck learning street dancing. i suppose it could've been worse. at least by participating in this street dancing performance or whatever the hell it is we're practicing for, i'm guaranteed a midterm grade of 4.0 with no written test. i could care less about the 4.0 but the "no written test" clause caught me hook, line, and sinker. plus the fact that i had no choice on the matter anyway so...

sugarfree graced the ampi with their prescence during the ubreak. naturally, i had no idea. paco tells me that they played four new songs. owel. it's not as if i would've remembered even one. i'm slow like that when it comes to appreciating songs - i have to hear a new song twice or thrice over before i can tell whether i like it or not.

nothing else interesting happened so far. tomorrow's payday at least. that should prove to be quite enriching.

sige ingat.ü

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why i don't drop commitments: because when you start something, by hook or crook, you'd better finish it. well that's what i believe anyway. the corollary to the commitment rule is of course not to start anything new if other things are still pending. strangely enough i've never paid much attention to this bylaw.
 

[Monday, January 12, 2004]     

procrastinating, as usual

just fragments for now - i still have to do a reaction paper for biocom2.

s15 won the interblock with 20 points to spare. yey. sir reyes [anmath1] isn't as much of a bitch as i had thought he was. he even called me "excellent". on a whole, the term's off to a good enough start.

teacher george's [another connection - he's the nephew of senator robert barbers] birthday was last friday and he insisted on treating us out. at a dampa*. in santa rosa. i got home around 2am but the food was great and the videoke was even better. i got a 100 singing kung ok lang sa 'yo. yey².

i watched lord of the rings: the return of the king with frytz, vince, and bj. geric had other plans and jerwin was, well, jerwin. i love the weapon, costume, and creature designs. maybe i should've taken an art course instead. maybe.

dan-eric's cookies 'n cream ice cream kicks serious ass. i can't believe i finished the whole half-gallon. what a sugar high. no regrets though.

that's about it.

sige ingat.ü

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dampa: an eatery divided into two parts - a wet market and a restaurant. you buy whatever you want at the market and they run it over to the restaurant and cook it however you want it. the dampa we patronized was tito paeng's, which the other teachers referred to as "chu paeng's". gee, i wonder why.
 

[Thursday, January 08, 2004]     

day two

the situation is the same as last term's - mostly horrible profs, a few bearable, none promising. i'm still hoping though. our anmath1 prof is a male bitch [the worse kind] but thank god that there's still a chance that he might be reshuffled, like in our dasalgo class [i almost had a heart attack when levi walked through the door, but he turned out to be just substituting].

by now around half of s15 have been deblocked, including all the class officers. bj was supposed to have objectp with us [our only common class] but he wasn't able to adjust accordingly, and honestly i don't have much motivation to adjust my own schedule since his prof is the infamous 'fatass'. he'll be playing tonight's interblock game against his new classmates but i've no worries. in either case, there's always next term, by which time we'll be arranging our own schedules anyway.

instead of listening to my biocol2 prof, i checked out the advent children trailer. must have dvd-rom by this summer...

speaking of watching trailers and blogging instead of paying attention, i had hoped that my zobelian habits would vanish this new year but evidently change takes effort. if i'm lucky i'll still be able to bluff my way through the subjects, although anmath1, dasalgo, and objectp will certainly be challenges.

wish me luck.

sige ingat.ü
 

[Wednesday, January 07, 2004]     

back to school

first day of classes today. frytz, geric, and i went to dlsu yesterday to change sections for at least objectp, since we were under the impression that 'fatass' would be our prof in that subject otherwise. we found out that this was actually not the case, so we watched bridal shower since we'd met up. although the movie was still a far cry from the standard i'm used to, it was at least much better than crying ladies, which the three of us had the misfortune to watch the day before. for the record, i have no idea how it won best picture at the filmfest awards.

some company had mailed me that i had won a watch worth 2,000 pesos, "absolutely free" so i dropped by metropolis to check that out. at least they kept their word and gave it to me with no strings attached, but then they made me fish a raffle coupon out of a box and i somehow won the "jackpot prize". this turned out to be a kitchen showcase worth 120,000 pesos... provided i'd buy one of their promotional items, the lowest-priced of which was 30,000 pesos.

right.

sige ingat.ü
 

[Sunday, January 04, 2004]     

easy come, easy go

i'm officially broke again - i spent all of my first paycheck on new shirts from anonymous and artwork [what can i say - i love shirts with witty commentary]. i used to look down on the lifestyle of yuppies, thinking "god, these people blow what little they have on the first thing that comes along". of course i don't think that way anymore, now that i'm one of them.

i was walking through artwork pointing out to my sister, "frytz has that shirt... geric has that shirt... frytz has that shirt too..." so i got two shirts for myself. so there. she got one that says "boys are stupid throw rocks at them". nice.

we ate linner at subway. hey, if brunch can exist, then so can linner. anyway, i didn't eat breakfast so i wolfed my way through two footlongs. i regret that now, but it's been a long time since i've eaten at subway so i was still pretty happy the first hour or so after.

while running from store to store, i suddenly realized [with help from the more-than-occasional lord of the rings poster] that the last movie i really watched was the matrix revolutions. a lot of people are saying that both crying ladies and bridal shower are excellent films, but i neither have the time nor the remaining funds to see them. i did watch crouching tiger, hidden dragon on vcd the other day, which was ok i guess, except i thought that the ending really sucked. the battle choreography more than made up for it though. my sister and i were even comparing the various weapons and fighting styles to those in diablo ii. forgive us our addictions as we forgive those who have their own sad dependencies.

my cd-rom finally gave up the ghost, so i'll probably replace it with a dvd-rw. that way i'll never have to sit through another cinema-recorded pirated vcd ever again. luckily, i managed to copy both diablo ii and final fantasy vii to my virtual cd-rom drive, so i'm still good.

studio 23 just finished airing the magical legend of the leprechauns or whatever the too-damn-long title really is. i caught it first on hallmark but watched it again anyway [although it really isn't good enough to repeat over and over], but more for the irish dancing than the story. the theme song was good too.

i have an 8am church meeting tomorrow so i might as well wrap up, even if i can already tell that i'll oversleep and miss it anyway. such is life.

sige ingat.ü
 

[Saturday, January 03, 2004]     

spring cleaning

i finally pushed through with creating a separate blog for quiz results [the link's over there on the right]. there's an entry already if you're curious, as well as links to the 20+ other blogs i visit on a more-or-less regular basis. please comment if any links are broken.

teacher brando [here we go again] brought vodka to 'celebrate' the start of classes next week. i taught heart attack to my fellow teachers and needless to say it's their new favorite game. i had a lot of fun but i stayed tipsy for a really long time, even after i'd gone home. i was able to shake it off with a quick nap after dinner, but not before my mother commented that i was strangely quiet...

it makes me sad that i will no longer hear the terms "plung-plung," "babalahurain," and "walang sorry-sorry - tuwad!" on a regular basis but i suppose i do have to let go of old rungs in order to touch new ones. hopefully they'll have work for me on saturdays, so i'll be earning even more money while the rest of you are stuck doing nstp.

sige ingat.ü
 

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