Enjoyment and Suffering.

Enjoyment:

I was enjoying myself by looking at pics on flickr* (*click for the link) and saw this* huge rock taken by a lady in India which reminded me of another huge rock, named Lumaiug stone (fellow Thomasians from the Faculty of Arts and Letters, notice that one of the pavilions is named after the same person), perched precariously and supported only by three small stones in my mother's home province in Mayoyao, Ifugao*.

Suffering:

I dont rememeber what I was supposed to put here since I started the first portion yesterday. (Well it's the 1st day of October today...) But what I do think is that I'm supposed to talk about the idiot sonofagun who shot indescriminately last time and that I was anxious and woke up twice that night because of the noise that they created, and during which, very disturbing blurred thoughts and visions of words and phrases that impressed to me as the effect of thinking TOO MUCH about LitCrit and the Thesis.

So there. :D

Take the Anxiety OUT OF MY SYSTEM!!!

I'm jolly most of the time.
I'm peaceful most of the time. Or so I think.
I'm comfortable most of the time. Or so I believe.

Those three facts are consistent despite all the chaos of things like I failed a quiz from Literary Criticism, and blah blah about personal issues and blah blah about people relations and blah blah about Taxation(!) and blah blah about... about, well, nothing else. (It's a secret, of a different magnitude, that has nothing to do with all the "superficial" things afforementioned actually.) :)

But this Im very sure... The thesis, the mere thought of it, makes me anxious despite the fact that we're almost over it now and I've done what I can do for now and that there's only one, only one, detail left unknown for the Statistical Treatment of Data. Despite that, I find myself not able to rest my mind and just wait fot things to JUST come as they are and let things happen as they should in time. Argh!!! I'm chewing on my gum extra harder right now just at the thought that I'm putting this here in my blog. Ack. My jaw hurts...

I think about it before I sleep... i think about it when I dont dont think of other things... I think about it when I think of academic obligations.

And they say that we just think of nothing else but sex! That's unfair and sexist actually.

(Having a great thesis=more gloating rights. More gloating rights=ego boost. Ego boost=better impression of the self. Better inpression of the self=better impression on people. Better impression on people=better impression on people of the opposite sex. Better impression on the people of the opposite sex=better relations with people of the opposite sex. Better relations with people of the opposite sex=better chances of finding a compatible "other". Better chances of finding a compatible "other"=actually finding that "other". Actually finding that "other"=Well, you know what I mean by now.)

But I can imagine myself actually missing doing the group thesis once were done with it.

:D

2005

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Just opened my mail and saw that I have 2005 unread mail in my inbox. Just thought I'll put that mundane fact here. :D

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I dont want to take the risk of getting a high grade from Rivera if that would mean I would have to risk failing my already passing grade.
But the offer is/was tempting.
Only that I know quite for sure that she'll make the paper work extra challenging (euphemism added) so that the grade, the one that'll either let us pass with flying colors or utterly and wretchedly break us, would be worth it.

What to do... what to do...

Masaya ako dahil nagloloko ang pc sa comp lab. Weeee!!! galing!

I Felt Quite a Professional Person This Morning! :) I can now read blood pressures! :D

I woke up at five to prepare for the interview of a Psychiatrist for our Broadcast Journalism Finals project. That was one of the rare times when I willed myselt to wake that early for school reasons. Well, I used to do that when I was in Elementary and High School and in first and second year college but not anymore since the earliest class that I have now is eight am.
Anyway, so there I was arriving at 7:25 am, five minutes early for the agreed meeting time of 7:30 am "sharp". But then I guess you know by now what happened that is why I'm putting this down here. So I'll just explain for my groupmates. At around 7:31 I texted Meysil and told her about the supposed agreement but told her too that I would understand if she would be late since she'll be the one to bring the camera. Chuck Smith arrived at around 7:35 and explained that he was waiting for Yas at her dorm and the person there told him that no one was answering form her dorm. So Chuck texted Yas and told her that we're there at the Faculty of Arts and Letters Pavilion. (Naka na! Tomasino nga ito at taga AB!). She arrived after about 2 miniutes and later they want to get Meysil. They arrived at part 8 already without Meysil but they brought her camera so off we went. The letter I wrote the previous night for Ma'am Rivera was placed in Yas's bag and later I gave to the people at the Tomas Acquinas Research Center Department of Cultural Studies after we came from the re-scheduled interview with the Psychiatrist, before which we entered the wrong Starbucks branch along West Avenue and asked the wrong person if he were the person we're looking for. Wahahahah! fun...

But it's ok, at least I learned that I have the guts to do such (the writing the letter thing and leaving it for the person whom you know by now, if you know what I mean) and that I proved to myself that I can be as determined to do what needs to be done even when at the end of the day obstacles appeared and belated its immediate fulfillment.

Estoy alegre! It's now 1:30 pm sharp and I'm to meet another group for Sports Journalism this time! :D Wee! I HOPE that things'll get better and I'll have the interviews that I need.

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My aunt needs constant checking for her blood pressure that was why, last Sunday, a nurse/nursing student taught me, in less than ten minutes, to read the blood pressure meter/monitor (if that's what it's called. :D). I learned and was soon trying it out on people at home. :D

Cheers! :D

For the Fourth Straight Time, We've Done it Again! Congratulations to the UST Salinggawi Dance Troupe!

Click this: http://www.ubelt.com/ub/uaap/mbb/story.aspx?id=988

We watched it live at the Araneta after buying overpriced-but-worth-it-tickets from scalpers. :D Sorry po Araneta.

To summarize all that was in my head before, during and after the cheer-dance competition:

Magagaling lahat at wala akong masabi except for Ateneo. Sorry but I have to say that that performace was "dead."

When I first saw what Adamson did I thought, "Aba... contender."

When NU came out I said, "Bubuyog!"

When UP came out I was watching with awe but without worry that the Salinggawi would lose because I believed that they can out do this very good performance of UP.

FEU came out and I said, "Ay, ang uniform ay familiar."

The Salinggawi came out and we went wild during the climax of the presentation and I said at the end of it that that's it, it's settled.

CHEERS! :D

Viva Santo Tomas!

Going around Flickr!

I've been going around Flickr just now and found this!* (*click for the link) or, rather, him and his works. :D He's doing street photography and, base on what I saw on the photostreams, he'd been to Tokyo, Japan, Hongkong, China and New York (dun sa lugar ng mga kano). From one of his Flickr photostream about Hongkong I found this intriguing graffiti* that was being made by this guy* in Kowloon, Hongkong, China. He's called as the King of Kowloon China but according to this guy* he's not seeing much of those graffitis anymore.

(edited/inserted part:

Well, what do you know? This guy also his own site. :D Here!* Papapawow ka sa astig!)

Seeing these kinds of pictures makes me think:
that they have the vission and so do I (or so I assume),
they have been to places and as I have been (but not to where they've been), and that
they have the digicam to use and I'm still hoping to have my own. :D

Cheers!

One of the rare "is this really happening?" moments.

I was on my way to the main building when Nina*(*click for the link) saw me and told me that the UST SINGERS* were in our building. I heard them sing right then and so we went inside. They were in the middle of the already crowded lobby.
They were performing right there and as they sang more songs the more I felt disbelief at my luck at being there to hear it all. I mean, it's not everyday that you see them live and 8 feet in front of you, singing!
Like Nina, I was having goosebumps and shivers and all that and later I felt like (CORNY ALLERT!) telling her to pinch me to assure me all of it was real. I realized then that maybe I felt that way because this thing happening, the listening to all that, is rare and is usually, in my case, heard only from CDs and on TV or, rarely, on the radio. These things I dont really expereince much live.
And from the UST SINGERS no less! :D
Hay... It is during those times that I feel thankful to my alma mater* and the people in it.

Funny though because after that performance I went to the accounting office in the main building to request for the breakdown of fees for the second semester for my CAP* (that damn company!) and when I arrived I was made to wait for seven precious minutes because the person supposed to be attending to people like me wasn't there. The person on the nearby window told me that the person is present but gave me a reason why she's not there for the moment which I didnt hear (by then maybe I was already too impatient to hear excuses). It was already 2 pm when I arrived by the way so I thought the lunch break's way over so she's supposed to be sitting there attending to my needs. But then she might be in the cr or whatever.
But the point is, I need someone to attend to me right that instant because I was supposed to meet my thesis-mates, Ria* and Carmela*, and our adviser at 2pm and there I was still waiting for who-knows-how-long to be attended to. Well, she did come and told me that the breakdown of fees for the second semester is still not available and try ask again by the last week of this month.

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I hope that my friend Ria* will be able to let it be.

She was included in the top 25 contenders for the AB Song Fest. We watched her perform at around 10:50 am at the St. Raymund's building AVR. Some of our friends and classmates were there to support her. We arrived just in time because the contestant before her was already singing. Carmela and I were nervous during her performance and we're hoping everything will be fine. She did well actually and we were all hoping that she'll be able to make it to the magic 12. She didn't. She may not have been included, but as the ABSC officer Chan said, it's still congratulations to them who did make it to the top 25.

Ria, magaling kang kumanta at huwag mo iyang bibitawan. Maybe your moment is not yet now. This is what I know is sure, this is only a minor drawback. This is only one competition. You still have your voice meaning you still have the oportunity to prove yourself again. Marami pang oportunidad kaya huwag kang tumigil sa pagkanta!

Cheers! :D

Your Japanese Name Is...

Ronin Yamada

What's your Japanese Name?

Weeheehee! Cute ano. ^_^