Ah crap. I have to study for exams and cram all my requirements due this week.

...oh wait.

I DON'T.
*insert Hallelujah chorus here*

Who's not going to school this week?
ME.
Who doesn't have to take the Bio perio for another week?
ME.
Whose Bio presentation isn't due today?
MINE.
Who gets a six day weekend?
ME.
Whose second quarter agony has just been prolonged?
UGH. :))

But what the effin hell. I don't give a damn (Kawashima, 2008). Six days of school-less-ness -- who am I to complain?

WOOOT WOOOT!
=)) Never thought I'd ever say that again.






No. I am not talking about Strontium's SiGaw song about Peace.

Classes were suspended today because there was a fire on the second floor of the SHB. Oh man. Call me shocked. They say that the fire started at the faculty center. When I read Gaby's message this morning, I was beyond disbelief. Shiiiit. Sobrang WOAH. Srsly. :| :| :|

God works in mysterious ways, indeed. I was hoping for something that would keep me awake as I was studying, but this was NOT what I had in mind. Coffee definitely would have sufficed.

This is BAD. I mean, I usually rejoice when classes are suspended, but THE AGOOOOONY HAS BEEN PROLONGED AGAIN. Shit talaga. It's bad enough that we have 3 LT's and godknowshowmany projects due after perio week. So paano yan? Perio on Saturday? On Monday? OH THE HORROR. My only consolation would be if the CISD sticks to the original schedule and push through with the Chem and English exams when we go to school on Thursday. Sayang naman ung inaral ng mga tao, diba? LOL. Call me selfish, but ayoko talaga magbio exams. Feeling ko I'd much rather read the Kitchen God's Wife all over again than study for Bio 2. Gaaaahd. I hate Bio. Speaking of the devil, my group hasn't done the presentation thingy which is supposedly due today. May benefits din pala from today's suspension of classes.

WOAH. Andaming online at 6 AM. Everyone must still be in awe. Oh well. I hope whatever was by the fire gets fixed soon. I hope no one got hurt.

Labels: pisay, Third Year

Labels: pisay, Third Year

I feel so accomplished. I'm done with The Kitchen God's Wife. Grabe -- no TV, no laptop, no iPod. All I've done so far was eat, sleep, sleep and read. I probably would have finished faster if I didn't have so many stretching breaks in between. I'm just so happy right now. I haven't accomplished a goal/deadline I set for myself for a very long time now. I was just so determined to finish the book, and I did.

I don't know if this is weird, but I wasn't bored with the book. It was actually an easy read. I found myself gasping silently each time a revelation had occured. GRABE. I don't want to spoil, though. All I can say is that Wen Fu is a dick and he should rot in hell. I think this was the first time I felt sorry for a book character. It was as if I shared Winnie's struggles. Yuck. Na-feel masyado ung book. =))

I have nothing to blog about because my weekend so far has been the complete opposite of eventful. Oh well. At least I'm being a good student. I shall now continue this responsiboy streak by doing my STR RRL which is due at 8PM. I have to read in the 6 PM mass, eh. :))






This quarter's hell week didn't really seem like hell to me. I think it's because everything's due after perio week and that's going to be hell week. Prolonged suffering...joy.

Anyway, I'm just glad that another school week is over. REEEEECAAAAAP.

Monday-- We had flag cem in class. MG would've made Ma'am Tiburcio so proud. In STR, we had a fairly entertaining powerpoint presentation on powerpoint presentations. We played the Filipino version of Rugby/Football in PE, and it was really fun in a not so painless way. Cueto was injured baaad and Gaby was gang raped :O

Tuesday-- 9/10 in a math quiz. :> :> :> Oh and I did elocution. It turned out fine, but I wish Ma'am gave me a better piece. I felt so limited eh. :| She gave me an uno, but still no self-fulfillment. NO HOMEWORK DAY.

Wednesday -- We discussed our baby book project in health. Our baby's name is Blair Catherine B. Ghirleau. She's really healthy and her first word is "Blair." She's going to be a bitchy Povedan. :)) Diane and I were partners in Physics. She was OC, as usual. In PE, we facilitated Kadang-Kadang. It was really entertaining to watch MG, Castro and Marielle. The highlight of the game was when Sam's team won because Joe was chivalrous enough to let the love of his life win. :>:>:> NO HOMEWORK DAY 2.0! (Hell week????)

Thursday -- Chem practical test. I got minus 2 because of meniscus. I was stupid. Haha. Everything was going well, but two minutes before the time I realized that I used an Erlenmeyer instead of a volumetric flask. WOW. This day was bio struggle day.

Friday -- Who hates Joe Guevara? =)) =)) =)) LOL. Sampa bonding time during the break. Aww. I miss the Sampa high. My day was over by 2:30 because I was done with both elocution and the chem practest. I went home at 3:30 and did STR :| PANIRA.

Okay. My plan for the weekend is to read as much of The Kitchen God's Wife as I can and do everything before Sunday 6pm, but then again I'm Nico Reyes so there's a 10% chance of that happening.

Okay. Imma read now.






My world is turns upside-down whenever I hear the phrase "bio long test." I'd much rather take a math, physics or chem LTs. Srsly. I've just never really taken an interest in biology because I find it ridiculously boring. I have an immune system and it protects my body from pathogens, dammit. Do I need to learn about freaking mast cells, perforins, MHC's and lymphocytes for my immune system to work? I find it very ironic and quite sad that I'm putting my immune system on the line by studying all night and not sleeping just to learn about it.

Being the type of person who can only do things with motivation and genuine interest, I STRUGGLE everytime I have to read Campbell. My tiny human brain can't take that much text and diagrams in one night. I also feel that Bio would be less painful and more tolerable if the teacher made it so-- I think that despite my utter dislike for the subject, I can live with it if I like the person teaching it. But the thing is, I don't. I know that's very unscholarly, but that's just the way it is. I haven't listened in class for about a month now, and my scores show that clearly. It pains me that I know I'm not doing my best, but it hurts more that I may never be motivated enough to do my best.

I'm about to hyperventilate. OH NO!!!! I'M GOING TO MAXIMIZE THE EXPOSURE OF MY RESPIRATORY SURFACE TO THE RESPIRATORY MEDIUM. :o

Campbell, here I come. /wrist






I'm proud of myself for a lot of reasons -- (1) I caught up on sleep today. I woke up at 9, had breakfast, slept again and woke up at 1:30. (2) I survived pre-hell week. (3) I finished the chem prob set yesterday. (4) I was not late AT ALL this week. (5) I'm actually thinking about doing HW right now. LOL. Okay maybe not.

I'm going to memorize my elocution piece now. Ma'am Bernal's making me do Brutus' speech to the Romans after he led Caesar's assassination. Here -- read it. :))

BRUTUS	Be patient till the last.
	Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my
	cause, and be silent, that you may hear: believe me
	for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that
	you may believe: censure me in your wisdom, and
	awake your senses, that you may the better judge.
	If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of
	Caesar's, to him I say, that Brutus' love to Caesar
	was no less than his. If then that friend demand
	why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer:
	--Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved
	Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living and
	die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live
	all free men? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him;
	as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was
	valiant, I honour him: but, as he was ambitious, I
	slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his
	fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his
	ambition. Who is here so base that would be a
	bondman? If any, speak; for him have I offended.
	Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman? If
	any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so
	vile that will not love his country? If any, speak;
	for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
All	None, Brutus, none.
BRUTUS	Then none have I offended. I have done no more to
	Caesar than you shall do to Brutus. The question of
	his death is enrolled in the Capitol; his glory not
	extenuated, wherein he was worthy, nor his offences
	enforced, for which he suffered death.
	Enter ANTONY and others, with CAESAR's body
	Here comes his body, mourned by Mark Antony: who,
	though he had no hand in his death, shall receive
	the benefit of his dying, a place in the
	commonwealth; as which of you shall not? With this
	I depart,--that, as I slew my best lover for the
	good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself,
	when it shall please my country to need my death.
All	Live, Brutus! live, live!

Long live Brutus. :)






It's 5:44 AM. I've been up since 4:20 because I slept at 7:30. Boy, my body clock is so messed up. So anyway, I'm downloading iTunes 8 so I can install the iPod 2.1 software for Damian's and my iPod. This is taking forever, and my stupid hard drive has too much junk in it so this thing won't damn install. :|

On a lighter note, today is the RUBY2010 REUNION! :) EK, here we come! It's really cool that 29 of us (including JC) are going. I really hope Susme's mom changes her mind so all 30 of us can come. Our reunion doubles as an acquaintance party with Ruby 2010. Hopefully, the presence of 2012 people would end up uniting us 2010-ers. ;)) A reunion would be useless, after all, if we end up separating into our usual cliques.

I have high hopes for today.

I'm going to pack now.
Oh and I still have to install this damn software. :|

Bye. :))






This is in no way an emo post. I'm not joining that bandwagon.

Grabe. I feel so stupid right now. I feel that my grades are crap. I'm still terribly unmotivated and uninspired. I hate that it's always hard for me to "gain momentum" after a break. Stupid humanities week. Parang because I slacked off so much this week, I am somehow behind in every subject, either mastering the lesson-wise or requirements-wise. And my GC-ness isn't making things any better.

Perio is in two weeks, according to Sam. I really have to get my ass to work and pull myself together. Either that or....bye, DL.

...Must be responsible.
Say it with me.
...Must be responsible.

Spontaneous Idealists are creative, lively and open-minded persons. They are humorous and dispose of a contagious zest for life. Their enthusiasm and sparkling energy inspires others and sweeps them along. They enjoy being together with other people and often have an uncanny intuition for their motivations and potential. Spontaneous Idealists are masters of communication and very amusing and gifted entertainers. Fun and variety are guaranteed when they are around. However, they are sometimes somewhat too impulsive in dealing with others and can hurt people without really meaning to do so, due to their direct and sometimes critical nature.

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Adjectives which describe your type

spontaneous, enthusiastic, idealistic, extroverted, theoretical, emotional, relaxed, friendly, optimistic, charming, helpful, independent, individualistic, creative, dynamic, lively, humorous, full of zest for life, imaginative, changeable, adaptable, loyal, sensitive, inspiring, sociable, communicative, erratic, curious, open, vulnerable

These subjects could interest you

literature, art, music, parties, concerts, travel, dancing, eating out, joint pleasure

Joint pleasure?! =))

This is so cool. Most of the stuff above is true. Keziah and I have the same personality type. :> :> :> Soulmate! :))






Newton's first law of motion states that "An object at rest tends to stay at rest or in constant motion unless acted upon by an unbalanced force."

For one week, I was that object at rest. Now, I am being acted upon by an external unbalanced force a.k.a. the resumption of classes. Like any other object, I am naturally inclined to resist change [INERTIAAAAA!].

HUMANITIES WEEK IS OVER. :| :| :|
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Back to learning, quizzes, long tests, homework and waking up early. :| :| :| How sad. But it's sadder that I'm actually expressing myself with Physics concepts. OH NOOO. I'm being brainwashed by Pisay! I'm a true-blooded Science Scholar! :| *gasps* :O

But seriously -- I feel so unmotivated. I don't want to learn. I want to bum around, and eat, and sleep and eat once more. I know that in a short while, I will once again be bombarded with tons of stuff to do. In a few days, school will be hell again, and sleep will be a thing of the past.

I hope a storm (that won't kill anyone) comes. That way, we get the best of both worlds. No classes and no casualties. Or... I wish that Pag-asa makes more (if that's still possible) erroneous weather forecasts. =))

Okay. I'm going to sleep now. Flag Cem tomorrow. I better not be late.






DIKUM DAY!

I came to school expecting nothing. Strontium has only had one "productive" practice, and our choreo was non-existent on the morning of the presentation. So, I gave up most (if not all) chances of winning. I just wanted to get it over with. An hour before the presentation, our choreo was still not finalized. At that point, I decided to let nature take its course. Instead of pressuring my classmates, I just let them have fun. Our class is good at that, after all.
Little did I know that our innate gift of having too much fun (that drives our teachers crazy) would actually lead us to something positive. We bagged third place. :) We were all definitely surprised since we were expecting last place. Our presentation was totally crammed after all. Looking back, I think we placed because (a) the judges appreciated our energy/enthusiasm on stage (b) despite the fact that our instruments were purely percussion and had no melody, our instruments were the most unique (LOL typewriter...high heels...sand paper) (c) our blocking/arrangement on stage really set us apart. I think we underestimated ourselves too much.

The presentations were good in general. Cesium's (1st place) costumes were very well thought of, and the melody of their instruments was awesome. Rubidium's (2nd place) vocals were fantastic. They are definitely Paskorus material. :) Congrats to those two sections! Sodium's instruments rocked. They definitely deserved to place. Lithium's presentation was cute also. It screamed LEAN QUINIO. I'm proud of our batch for pulling off Dikum well despite the short period of time given to us. :)

Today was the Alumni Concert thingy. We volunteered to be Production Assistants (PA), but to some of the Alumni (ehem S****): Production Assistant = Slave. Haha. Despite being abused and underfed, (:| 70 pesos per person :|) most of the night was spent laughing at our PA fails. We laughed at Sam fails, too! After 3+ hours of carrying the rostrum, moving around music and mic stands around, throwing balloons and being enslaved by the Alumni, it was finally time to go home.

I'm ecstatic that Dikum's over. I can now enjoy Humanities week. I am finally stress-free (for now, at least.) Woooooohoo. I shall sleep now. I'm going to school at 9AM tomorrow, and no one can stop me. :)) Why? Because I'm a rebel. :))

Labels: Dikum, Strontium, Third Year

I'm going to join the bandwagon and rant about the humanities week. :))

Because I had too much fun downloading applications on my iPod which just got a software upgrade (iPhone 2.0.2) thanks to my beloved soul mate Damian, I slept at three AM and woke up at 7:45 this morning. I took my time getting ready, and arrived in school at around 9. Since I didn't want to wear my huge orange shirt, I came to school in my "Mr. Mahiyain" shirt which was noticed by so many people probably because they agreed so much. When I arrived, everyone was at the field, exposed to the scorching heat of the sun. I did not get a very warm welcome because (a) everyone was pissed at the heat (b) I'm such a rebel. LOL. I find it so inhumane that the student body had to stay under the sun, while the faculty was seated comfortably in the grandstand. Some humanitarian way to celebrate humanities week, don't you think? After the opening ceremony was the pre-talent show where the aspirants advertised themselves to the student body. Watching made me realize how lucky Andie and I are for being able to back out. Elections (or anything that involves voting for that matter) are very traumatizing in Pisay. Anyway, the performers were very entertaining to watch. Watching that pre-telent show was like watching American Idol auditions. Most were horrifying (I won't mention which na. We all know who they were. ) The band that had no vocals (the one that played the oldschool song) was pretty good. And Isabel Serrano was just fantastic. She sang while playing the keyboad ala David Archuleta and Brooke White. In fact, she was so good that I'm going to use this opportunity to do some shameless plugging.

Labels: humanities week, pisay