I can now breathe.

Well, not really. Law school is a long long long long LOOOOOONG journey into hell. Hehe! One thing leads to another and after finishing one thing, one gets like a minute to breathe and then dive on into the next thing. I just finished editing my part of the Transpo midterm paper, so now I'm indulging myself in leisure writing. Like I told a friend of mine a few months ago, if I weren't in law school, I'd probably either be slaving over papers in some Manila office, or pursuing my lifelong dream of writing. I mean really writing.

Anyway, I'm off to Monday-Wednesday land again in a few minutes. Nego and PIL. Gawd. It really never ends. I hate those two subjects, I swear to God!!!

In any case, we had our last formal lesson in Succession earlier today. The next few meetings, we'll be dividing estates like there's no tomorrow. Not that I'm complaining. The only qualm I have about Succession is that I might not live up to Danny Con's standards. I like the subject, I LOVE the professor (well, for now that we haven't taken our finals and the grades haven't been released yet anyway!). I swear, if I'm ever able to master anything like Danny Con, I'll be forever thankful to my lucky stars.

Incidentally, malamig ata dito ngayon. I think God loves me today. Hehe! I didn't do anything bad kasi today. Well, at least I don't think so...

I think I need a beer to reward myself. Hmm... Who do I text? =p Haha! No f-ing way 'no. I promised myself I wouldn't. So I'm not going to.

On another note, Mario lost his phone daw today, according to Karen... Sad... Wawa naman.

Oh, I saw A.R. today. Buti pa siya, pumapayat. Hmph. Kainis. I haven't seen those guys for a pretty long time na. Chi, Ngangi and I had ice cream with J.P. a few nights ago though. It was fun. =)

Hay. So there. Back to work...

And the inevitable obscure flower.

Somebody please remind me what this is again... Still from our Antipolo thing. =)

Anyway, back to Transpo midterms...

And now, meet the moon...

Love the trees in the lower right corner. This was taken our first night in Antipolo, after a late night swimming party.

Ahh, sunsets...

We took these pictures a few days before grad when we went to Antipolo with the rest of our batchmates from Eliazo for one last hurrah before heading off to the real world... Pretty, innit? I love sunsets... (If it isn't already obvious.)

Ack.

CAVEAT: If you value your life and/or your sanity, stay away from me for the next couple of days please. No kidding. See details below.

Dude! What's up with the hormones?!!! Blech. Awful awful awful. I've been hiding from the world in general for the past 2 days, as I've basically been on the verge of committing mass murder. I'm still hormonal today, but I have to get started on our Transpo midterm, so I'm working alone today. If I so much as open my mouth, I swear to God, I'll get into a bloody catfight or something.

I swear to God, the world is against me. Was I really all that evil in my past life / lives? Maybe I'm Nero or Hitler reincarnated. Or Jack the Ripper maybe. Aw shucks. No lucky stars to thank here. And the girl sitting next to me is going psycho. Hey, at least I keep it to myself. =p

I think I'm going to kill the bitch. Grrr... Pwede ba?!!! People really should NOT break into song in public.

Weird but amusing

Whoa. Someone's been searching for my name sa Google. Now THAT's weird. Oh, and someone anonymous guy sent me an email. Didn't leave his name though. So I don't know if it was someone I know or just someone.

In any case, I got back from school like an hour ago. We had Tax 1 with Jude Ocampo. It was a good class, that one, compared to the past sessions we've had. Mario was called again. Guess recit's back to zero nga talaga. Clean slate. Tabula rasa. I could go on and on.

I almost got called too. See, I transferred to another seat (same row) because some grand A-HOLE messed up my place. What a grand disgusting mess too. He/She (but I'm assuming it was a guy) left a humongous sticky stripe that went diagonally across my space. Ewww!!! I wasn't going to clean THAT up. Malay ko ba kung ano yun. So anyway, Sir was calling yata this girl who's not from our block, Ms. Reyes or someone. I'm guessing SHE's the one who was supposed to be sitting in the seat I usurped. Eh he was looking in my direction. I was like, uh, what, that's not me, am I supposed to recite? So the issue now is, what determines being called for recitation, (1) the professor's looking in your direction expecting you to recite, OR (2) the professor's calling your name. In my case, neither. I just sat there with eyes big as saucers trying to decide whether or no to recite. My blockmates, after about two seconds of wondering who Ms. Reyes was, told JBO that she was absent.

Oh yeah, Jen, Chi, P.Y. and I went over to that place near Capitol where we're having our Winlaw acquaintance party. =) It's pretty nice. We're all meeting on Monday for Barops arrangements and acquaintance party stuff. (As the Winlaw VP for Finance, may I just exclaim a million grand OUCHes!!! Magtipid kayo!!! =p)

So there. I have one day for self-actualization (Harhar! What a word!) then it's back to work for that godawful Nego on Monday. Yech.

Speaking of random

I previously posted an entry with the words "I just want to roll over and die." And there were like a dozen hits from Google or other searches. You'd be amazed at how many people search for those words. I don't know if I'm missing out on some pop culture thing here or people are just turning suicidal.

Event #1: It's never going to happen.
Event #2: It COULD happen, but I'm willing it not to.
Event #3: Oh gawd. Bound to happen. I'm set on the express lane shortcut there.

Anyhoo...

Maybe alternate universes do exist. Lately, I've been hearing things about me even I didn't know: things I allegedly said/didn't say, did/didn't do... It's so surreal... Not nice though, but hilarious in a peculiar sort of way. The world has gone haywire on me again.

Or maybe I've gone bonkers... Hmmm... Nah. I don't think so.

In any case, I recently discovered the song that best describes my aspirations in life. Hehe! More like my present state of mind: Wake me up when September ends (Green Day). Then I'll resurrect to wreck the world again. Harharhar! Hay. Right now, it's just driving me insane. I'm right on the very edge of sanity here with all this going on all at the same time. Man! Gimme a break, willya?!! I'd rather have boredom than this. Well, not really. But you get the point.

Major binge day.

Hah. Like I don't do that every day.

Anyway, as usual, I had to to through hell just to coerce myself to go to class today. I hate Mondays and Wednesdays. Nego and PIl. Gawd, the horror of it all. In any case, I didn't get called today. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing that after my initial sacrificial lamb phase, I've suddenly become ultra-invisible in class. Hmm... Maybe my first recits were so bad they decided to forego the rest for fear of the nightmares they may induce. Hehe! But really, I am kinda worried.

The day started out with an empty stomach, and now I could get arrested for gluttony. I had lunch / dinner when I got home from class, started writing my Succession digests then realized I was running out of correction tape. When I went over to National Bookstore, they'd run out of the brand I use now. They didn't have the refill either. Anyone who knows me at all would realize how much of a disaster that is for me. So to console myself, I bought new envelopes and folders for my digests. I plan to rearrange my stuff (again) in a while. And I ended up buying the correction tape I used before. The penis-shaped kind. I am SO not kidding. It's so suggestive it's scary. And no, I am not on anything. It's really cute. And I don't mean that in a nasty sense.

As for my point... So there I was doing my thing amongst all those gadgety things when my roommates had this sudden urge to go have an extra huge ice cream at the Shakey's ice cream bar. Well, I'm a sucker for sweets, and everything else, so I let myself get badgered into going. I don't regret it but I think we piled up the ice cream and the toppings too high. Now my brain is not functioning. I almost spelled "brain" with two R's and two I's. Aggh.

And as a tribute to my current state as a professional bum who happens to be in law school, I rented Sideways, A Very Long Engagement, and Shall we Dance. For tonight and tomorrow after class. Or maybe just tonight. Hehe!

My second happy thought: I'M GOING TO BAGUIO NEXT WEEK!!! =) Yay! Yipeedooyay!!! Hurray hurray hurrah!!! =p Yep. I'm leaving after Succession class on the 17th, and I'll be back Monday morning or a bit before lunch, just in time to cram for Nego and PIL, those godawful subjects. That's four days of fresh pine-scented air. Ahh... Heaven... And Tita Susan just moved to a new place in Eagle's Crest. (Well, at least I think that's the name of the village...) I'll be lounging around the entire weekend with family. Tito Iggy's going to be there too, so it's going to be a sort of family reunion. Not to mention free stuff. (It pays to be one of the youngest there AND be a student, i.e. unemployed and in need of everything people will offer.) Yay!!! I'm not so sure if Mama and Ate Shirley will be going though... Oh, and my roommates might come too. In any case, Jem's going to be there. I miss that little kid. Well, he's not so little anymore. He's a high school sophomore. On the Saint Louis basketball team. Gawd. And I remember him as the little kid I used to run around after. I'll just keep my fingers crossed that nothing goes wrong the next couple of days.

(Insert hearts here.) =p Wala lang. I won't preempt it.

So there. I'm off to get my affairs in order.

The thirteenth tooth

Sorry. Hehe. I got so bored earlier I started counting my teeth. I zoomed in on reality just after I reached lucky number thirteen for the nth time. Figured it would make a good title for something. =p

Anyway, Cherry, Jen, Monica, Marie, Bianx and I had dinner with Ma'am Rowie in Chocolate Kiss earlier. It wasn't half as bad as I expected. Well, given the fact that I was toying with the thought of anything short of massacre and bloodshed, I guess it could not have possibly surpassed that. Hahaha!

Hay. So there. Another week down. I cut only one class this week, and that was the class that didn't really require my attendance. See, I fully intended to get up and out of bed this morning at 7 to prepare to go to school for our 9-12am PIL makeup class. Our Tax 1 professor (Itago na lang natin siya sa initials na JBO. Hehehe! Can't mention his name. His wife gets an email whenever his name appears anywhere online. =p) lectured on the GATT for 3 hours. I'll take Jen's word for it that it was godawfully boring. Anyway, I went to bed at 2am with, honestly, a real and tangible intention to go to class although I hadn't even peeked at the readings, and I had barely started writing my digests for Transpo. What a f-ing martyr. Haha!

ANYWAY... So my alarm went off at 7, but the world seemed so drab and not worth my while. My warm bed seemed like a much better option, especially with the overcast sky and rain and all. Then I got Mario's text that he wasn't going to THAT class either. Well, that did it for me. I shut my eyes and drifted off into Neverneverland. When I woke up (again), it was 1pm and I had to make my next big decision for the day---WON to go to Transpo class. See, I sincerely intended (again) to volunteer for today's class. I spent 15 minutes trying to convince myself to get out of bed. I was successful this time. Got two texts from Mario to honor our 1-week old treaty not to cut class unless BOTH of us agreed to cut. And then class and then the world.

"Oh, oh!" And the Dean paces from the front door to the far end of the board and back to his space---that little corner by the front door. He breaks down and shivers, "I'm safe in my space, I'm safe in my space..." --> Fascinating scenario, innit? Well, he does tend to hang around that area a lot. Anyway, that brings me to my next point. Miguel's EIC of the PLJ this year. Judy and Jojo also made it. Plus a couple of sophomores. Good for them. =)

I so hope I've learned something from law school. It's my own fault that I've been so much of a delinquent the past 2+ years in terms of studying. I've told myself a million times it's for my own good, I'M the one who's going to benefit (or suffer the consequences), it's my last chance to redeem myself, blah blah blah blah blah. And now I'm trying to convince myself to listen to my own sermon. Gurggh. Haghaghaghagha. Fine. I shall now retire into my safety zone. Mucho bedtime!!!

Two years out of college and counting...

The first picrure was taken before Anj left for the States. We met up in Rockwell for one of the very few times we all manage to get together.

Front: Jen, Mons, Nico, Mon
2nd row: Mae, Jeland, Iyos, Lenny
3rd row: Titit, Bri, Impe, A.J., ME. Can't make out the other people...

Second and third are from my college grad.

I miss college. Ngangi, Lorraine and I were at the Gesu earlier. I just sat there like a fool reminiscing on how much fun I had in college. Lorraine doesn't share my nostalgia though. SHE wishes she'd gone to La Salle instead. Says most of her friends are there. Yeah, it IS tough not knowing anybody. The only people from MY batch who went to Ateneo were Sands, Jenna and myself, and we were in different blocks. Sands was in LM, Jenna was in SoS, I was in Philo. I didn't know anybody in Eliazo. I knew JR Manguiat from Cervini, but we were only acquainted because of Bulik (school paper) work in high school. But I survived, and I had a grand time. Things just kept getting better, and more interesting. College saw me through some PRETTTTY interesting moments, the most embarrassing of which involved Chicharitos, a 750ml bottle of El Hombre Tequila and my college roommates... Go figure.

I don't remember ever being bored those 4 years I spent in Ateneo and in Eliazo. If anything, I could have begged off from life a bit. And grad, my god. Man, it flooded talaga! I'm not kidding. All my pictures from after the ceremony show a bunch of puffy-eyed twenty-somethings in blue togas forcing smiles after having cried so much our eyes hurt.

Aside from Chi, who of course I still live with, Sands (who happens to be my neighbor), Nico, Jen, Mon and Judy, I rarely see any of those people who made the 16th to 20th years of my life so interesting. I still go to mass in Ateneo though. A lot of them are in Ateneo law. Some are working. Some are travelling around the world. And some went back to their respective provinces to take over family businesses and the like. We try to keep in touch, but it's not the same. And I have law school to contend with even in my dreams. Hay. I miss Ateneo.

Ingenuity pure and simple.

Daisy and I managed to create this DURING class out of staple wire, a ruler, paper clips, and God knows what else. Note the perfect symmetry and balance. Does anybody doubt that class is a big old bore? (I think this was Torts class with Sison...)

On the first day of yet another long weekend

I couldn't believe it either til I read about it, and I still have reservations as to whether or not he really is dead. Aw shucks, there goes another one. Super crush ko pa naman siya when I was younger. =(

http://www.findadeath.com/Deceased/b/brandis/jonathonbrandis.htm

On a lighter note, check out this article: (particularly for people in law school or those who have already passed the godforsaken bar)

http://www.gretchenrubin.com/books/restatement_full.html

As for me, it's back to work again in a while. I have a grand long weekend plan for Evidence and Succession. My barkada says I'm crazy for NOT cutting the classes that are extremely cuttable and cutting those where attendance matters. Oh well. I don't like attending them eh. Bakit ba. In any case, darn. Jonathan Brandis is dead... Sob.

Taking a break from Harry Potter

I've been reading book 6 all day. Well, that part of the day when I was actually conscious, anyway. I cut Tax today. Wasn't feeling up to facing the rigors of a 4-hour class. I missed a bit, or so I hear. Yet another professor walked out on our block. Haha! Oh well. Sorrrreeee!

Anyway, I think nosiness and divine intervention just saved me from reliving a sordid affair-slash-disaster. Some people just never change. Tsk tsk... I should know better. I guess I'm just a masochist in disguise. Good thing he didn't get to me THIS time. That would have been sheer and simple stupidity.

Hot hot hot.

Talk about random thoughts and ramblings and shit.

Hot hot hot. And it's not a good thing. I mean sweltering heat. It's like an oven in here. Or maybe I'm just getting sick. At the rate I HAVEN'T been taking care of my health, I wouldn't be surprised if I just dropped dead in a few seconds. Maybe it's psychosomatic or whatever. It's getting me a bit worried though. I don't normally develop bruises out of nowhere (and no, none of THAT either), and I'm one of the least sickly people I know. Irritating. Maybe I'm dying. Yay. At least that means I don't have to go to class anymore. No more PIL!!!

In any case, I rescinded my contract with Marie. Legal title over -ahem- now re-vests in her. And I sing... -Ahem, ahem- "I quit, I give up..." (Don't know the lyrics after that na.) It SO does not pay to be good or to be idealistic in this day and age. Well, according to Mario, he's the poster boy for being idealistic yet having fun. As for me, it's back to square one. My frustration has reached new heights, ladies and gents.

I just have no idea why I'm stuck in this godawful rut I'm in. Can't think, can't focus, can't concentrate... If I weren't a hundred percent sure I wasn't, I'd be inclined to think I'm in love. Haha! Yeah. Sure. With my dog! =p

Inter-A thing was Saturday night, some compound in Cubao, along Aurora. It was ok, first time in a couple of months that I had a beer. Or two. Or three. Or a lot. But I was uber sober when I got home. 'Nuff time to get myself into trouble again. Double whammy early Sunday morning.One through text, one in person. Problem with me is when it comes to SOME people, I think too little and end up being too honest for my own good. I'm telling you, it SO does not pay to be honest. It'll just get you into trouble. Arggh. Just my luck to be trapped in between a rock and a hard place.

Well, welcome to my life.

And if that weren't enough for me, I'm consciously willingly getting myself into something which has, in the past, at least twice over, proven to be the fastest way into hell. Stupid idea, but I can't help myself. Well, actually, I can. But I'm bored. I need some excitement. (Yes, I know, I basically countered my entire tirade on how bad things are right now. Poor excuse.)

And all this incoherence is getting me nowhere. But hey, it can only be uphill from here.

Just about .

I cut both Nego and PIL today. Somehow, I couldn't convince myself to get out of bed until late in the afternoon. Haven't been all that inspired to go to school or to study lately. Maybe it's the weather. Maybe it's the little tiff I had with my dad a few days ago. Or maybe I'm just not meant for law. Well, too late to back out NOW. I'm already on my third f-ing year. Might as well get it over and done with. Too much at stake if I quit. It's just my sanity and peace of mind that will suffer if I don't. Twisted logic. I know.

Anyway, on to better and brighter things... I went to the Ateneo Alumni Mass at the Gesu last Sunday with Joven. I was actually up really early (for me, anyway) on a bright and sunny Sunday morning. Took a shower, got dressed, and waited for Joven to call or text that he was downstairs already. As usual, he was right on time. After he picked me up at the condo, we went over to the Gesu. As all the parking slots at the dorm were filled, we ended up in front of the J.R. Better, actually. It's a bit farther to the Gesu from there than from the dorm, but Ateneo's just breathtaking on Sundays, especially now that everything's just sparkling green, and it's not scorching hot anymore. Mass was ok. Fr. Mac's homily was comme ci comme ca. I usually prefer the Filipino Jesuits. There were more people last Sunday than at the previous alumni masses I've been to. Didn't see anybody familiar there though. The one thing I distinctly remember was the teeny feeling of relief-slash-comfort that I felt when I was walking back to the back of the Gesu after communion and Joven was there.

After mass, we went around Ateneo looking for fire tree seed pods / seedlings. I'm NOT kidding. Joven wanted to get one for their front yard. And he didn't want to buy daw when he could just get one for free. Well, after scouring the J.R. yard, under the tree near the gym, the one beside the SEC, and the one in between Gonzaga and Berchmans, we ended up empty-handed and famished. Funny kid. So then it was off to lunch. I couldn't think of anywhere in particular I wanted to binge, and Joven didn't want to decide, so we ended up NOT in Eastwood or Libis where he originally wanted to go. Instead, we found ourselves in good old World Topps. Katipunan. =p Blame it on my indecisiveness. Lunch was still fun though. I saw a few familiar faces from the dorm there. It's always interesting talking to Joven anyway. (Plus the fact that we had tons to talk about, as we hadn't seen each other or had a decent conversation since after Christmas.) Conversation-wise, I'd rate him around the same level as Franco and Nico. And that's pretty damn high.

An hour and a half and a bowlful of salpicao later, it was time to go home. I had to get started on Nego, and Joven had to go to a meeting in Makati. And so went my rendezvous with one of my oldest, closest and most treasured friends. Not sure when we'll see each other again, but I hope it will be very soon. I really do miss him. He's the older brother I never had and more. Well, that's life. You can't always get what you want. Tell me about it.

Another result of a tax free cut

I've recently come to terms with the fact that some things, and some people, really are quite transient in nature. No matter how hard one tries to sustain some relationships, sometimes, what it seemed to be is so not what it really is, or was. Could I be more vague about it? Rhetorical question, but yes, I could try. =p

Moving on to better and brighter things... I'm going to 1st Sunday Ateneo Alumni Mass tomorrow at the Gesu with Joven. Last time I saw him was for like half a minute 2 months ago when I ran into him in Cantina. Since then, we've been out of touch. We're both busy, I guess, and our schedules don't quite match. Pardon the nostalgia, but I do miss the days when he dropped by the house every weekend. But then again, that was WAY back when we were both a lot younger. Come to think of it, I've known him since I was 9. Talk about intervening circumstances. Thirteen years' worth. Last time we seriously talked was a few days after Christmas, I think. He dropped by the house one night and we had a long conversation about family and life and all. Few days after that, silly me hitched a ride with him back to Manila and pestered him about, well, everything. Prior to that, I think the last time I talked to him was the night L.A. and I broke up. Fact. He's always been there when I needed him most. Happy happy happy. Hope everything pushes through tomorrow.

Another friend I've been out of touch with is Kiel. Since he switched jobs, I haven't really heard from him all that much. I wonder how that weirdo is doing...

Man, come to think of it, I haven't been in touch with a lot of my non-law school friends lately... But I've been trying to make up for lost time with those who happen to be in the country. Monica, last I heard, graduated from UC San Diego and is probably back in Silverton. Tildz naman is now a proud mom na. She's all the way in New Jersey though. And Dobz has gained weight since she moved to Canada. Arghh, that reminds me, Monica's birthday was last Monday...

Hmm... Mass email is the answer...

The result of a tax free cut

1.Song playing at the moment?
Some obscure song.

2.One reason for living?
The fact that I exist.

3.Ever donated blood?
Nope. Not particularly fond of needles...

5.Fav color(s)?
Blue, white (though last I heard, it's not considered a color), red, pink, beige/tan/camel, black

6.Accessories you usually wear?
Pearl earrings / necklace, watch, bracelets,anklet, brooch, belt... Though not all at the same time. (Sana lang.)

7.One song to describe a heartbreak in the past?
"And one day soon it's gonna happen to you, and when it does, it won't be pretty." - from that song by Moonpools and Caterpillars

8.Last place you went?
The Landbank ATM machine beside Mocha Blends. I ran out of cash.

9.Last person you went out with?
My barkada (Oggs, Nico, Lianne, Mia, Chi. Daisy was in Tarlac, Jen went to the gym.). We had a late lunch / early dinner lamon festival sa A Veneto after Avila gave us a free cut for Transpo last Friday.

10.The most boring sport?
Haven't tried anything that turned out to be boring.

11.Ever had a baby?
Thank God I've never had one!

12.Last movie uve seen?
War of the Worlds, with NIco, Jen and Oggs. Comme ci comme ca.

13.Any piercings or tattoo?
Piercing, yes, but sa ears lang. My dad is going to kill me if I get anything else pierced. Tattoos, no. Too much of a scaredy cat.

15.Act on stage before?
Nope. I always volunteered to write the script instead. Too tamad to go to rehearsals.

16.Struck by lightning before?
Uh, no...

17.Danced with your loved one before?
Yes. So sweet...

18.Ever wished you could turn back time?
Crosses my mind sometimes, but then I remember if I did turn back time, I'd have to retake a couple of midterm and final exams again. Wag na.

19.What would you do if you woke up one day to find yourself to be with someone from the opposite sex?
Kung guwapo, ok lang. Kung pangit, I'd run like hell and take a long shower. Hehe!

20.One song that's meaningful to you?
Not just one eh. Moonlight, As time goes by,That's all, What a wonderful world, Somewhere over the rainbow, Someone to watch over me. Don't bother to ask why.

21.Last person you met for the first time?
Some guy. Can't remember his name. JJ ata.

22.What will you be doing tomorrow?
Going to the Ateneo alumni mass at the Gesu and probably lunch with Joven. No plans for after that. Sana movie.

23.Who's your favorite F4 member?
Dati si Vic, now si Ken.

24.One thing you totally regret?
Spending too little time thinking before acting.

25.Do people like you?
Well, my friends do.

26.What was the last game you played on the computer?
Can't remember. Probably Text Twist or Bounced Out or something.

27.Someone who means a lot to you at the moment?
My family, my friends. As for someone special, wala eh.

28.The color of your mobile phone?
Navy blue.

29. Do you hate someone at the moment?
No naman.

30. What do you wish to happen now?
To be able to really relax kasi tapos na chores and responsibilities ko. It's been a long month.

Weekend thoughts

Paraphrasing Nico, the master of euphemisms and word-twisting and word-manipulation, although I may indulge myself in stilettos, I eventually end up dreaming of the comfortable sneaker on the shelf. It may not be centerfold material, and it may not be all that exciting, but it's comfortable, and at the end of the day, I'm happy.

On recent events... As much as girls are so doomed, having to deal with guys as members of the opposite sex, a lot of guys are also so malas, having to deal with psychotic episodes of some girls, like a couple of people I happen to be friends with. Oh gawd, the horror. As for me, I'm even more doomed, as I have to deal with both warring parties. Sometimes it sucks to be me.

Post Hotel Rwanda bleeh blah bloooh blech

Uber stressful movie, but really good. Have to go see it again though. I think tumaas nanaman grade ng eyes ko. Talk about racism, from the back of the classroom, I could only tell whether the actors were black or white! Gawd. This is bad. Really bad.

Movie afterthought: Yes, I'm a bit of a racist like everyone else I know, but not to the point of genocide.

Anyway, lucky lucky day, I didn't get called for class. Although I did wake up feeling really sucky this morning. I had this godawful blood and gore dream involving samurai guys on horseback and full gear (Think The Last Samurai minus Tom Cruise.). The last scene involved a delivered dish, some sort of meat concoction. I was with 2 other girls, and when they lifted the lid off the pot, they started bawling like crazy, and I kinda had this incredulous look on my face which basically said WHA?!!! And then I woke up and realized I had yet to write my digest for PIL AND study for Nego AND that awful awful PIL.

Reminder: Buy a rubber flopper. Apparently, that's what the rubber stopper thing in the toilet tank is called. We're paying more for water now than for electricity, all because of a leaky tank. Horrible!

So anyway, I'm here playing on my roommate's paranoia about my self-actualization practices. (or more appropriately, NON-PRACTICE. Yet another awful thing. Haha! Well, that's life.) (Thanks for the term Marie! See, I give credit when it's due, and to whom it's due. IPL! Harhar! As if!) Self-actualization. Hey Marie, that's my goal for the year. Haha!

So there. Back to work. We're having Teddy Te tomorrow. Evidence and Succession. Hope I don't end up narcoleptic again like last week. Gotta get some sleep.

Last things

LAST LETTER OF YOUR NAME: E

LAST HAIRCUT: 3 weeks ago, and I'm still cursing the person who cut my hair.

LAST CRY: Can't remember... My tear ducts have disintegrated, I think.

LAST SWEAR: 5 minutes ago? Really bad habit.

LAST SONG HEARD: That godawful song I've finally found someone. RIchard Gomez was singing it on tv. Eww...

LAST WATCHED TV SHOW:The Buzz. Hehe! Chismis addict.

LAST WEBSITE: Yahoo Mail. Had to send Lianne something for Winlaw.

LAST YELL: Can't remember. I get irritated when people yell.

LAST MOVIE: Finding Neverland (Yes, 2 months ago.) I haven't been out much lately. I've been finding it more preferable to stay home and get some sleep.

LAST RECEIVED CALL: Troy (Monsod), late last night / early this morning.

LAST DIALLED CALL: Mama. =)

LAST BATH: 5 minutes ago. Bango bango ng lotion ko. =) Happiness.

LAST FIST FIGHT: Never been involved in one. Though there are SOME people I'd love to beat the living daylights out of.

LAST CLUBBING PLACE: Not my scene...

LAST HARD-LAUGH: 2 hours ago. Something Ngangi said.

LAST TIME YOU FELT SICK: Uh, now... I think I've been pushing myself too hard too often.

LAST EXERCISE: I cleaned up the condo earlier today. Does that count?

LAST TIME YOU HAD CRUSHES: I'm hopeless when it comes to these things. Haha!

LAST TIME YOU FELL DEEPLY IN LOVE: I fell in love with the condo after I finished cleaning. =p As for the real thing, eons ago.

LAST FOOD EATEN: Uberduber huge banana. Lorraine brought an entire bundle home.

LAST DRINK: Water. Can't stand softdrinks.

LAST TIME YOU BOUGHT A VCD/DVD: Long time ago. Though the barkada got pirated cd's from Jen last week. Hehe!

LAST PERSON YOU KISSED: Kiss-kissed? I'm not at liberty to disclose. Hehe! But it was a LOOOOOONG time ago. Darn.

LAST TAKEN PHOTO OF YOURSELF: Few days ago, in a facial mask. Awful awful horrible hilarious sight.

LAST THING SAID ONLINE: See ya.

LAST TIME YOU GOT ANGRY: I don't get mad. I get even. =p

LAST TIME YOU BROKE A GLASS: LOOOONG time ago. I'm very careful, see?

LAST MALL YOU WENT TO: Podium, last weekend, to study in Figaro.

LAST TIME YOU TRIPPED AND FELL: I distinctly remember I was jogging around 9pm on a Thursday night my junior year in college. Really dark spot in front of Berchmans where the pavement was raised about 2 inches higher than the previous section. Lights were dead, didn't see it. Ended up with scraped knees.

LAST PERSON YOU MISSED: -ahem- Sorry. No can tell.

LAST TIME YOU WENT OUT WITH FRIENDS: Dinner the other day with Nico and Marie in Ken Afford.

LAST PLACE YOU WENT TO: School.

LAST TIME YOU PRAYED: Last night, before I slept.

LAST PERSON WHO WROTE YOU A TESTI: Mark Belmonte, few months ago.

LAST PERSON YOU WROTE A TESTI FOR: Joven, last night.

LAST PERSON WHO SENT YOU A MESSAGE THROUGH FRIENDSTER: Marlon (Martinez) [Hi Marlon! =)