yesterday morning, a feroza blocked my way near the AS building, right in front of the waiting shed. the driver of the feroza might have thought i was harassing him or her because i was running right beside him/her from the oblation to AS. it just so happens that i was planning to overtake him/her but he/she keeps running at the same pace as i am. also i got curious of the logo on the car door so i looked at it. i didnt mean to make it appear i was harassing him/her or taunting him/her. anyway, it was another uneventful day. i wasnt called to recite in consti class but i was told that i will be called and that if i do get called, i would recite for the entire two hours. as for the oblicon class, the prof texted that we will not be having classes for that day. then i found out we had a make up class for legal theory which wasnt that bad because the discussion was fun and interesting. after class, i drove home while listening to Huling El Bimbo, Rico J version. by the time i got home, i slept. woke up, watched a little tv and looked for this survey which would give me a clue about something. so there.

i should be sleeping! its almost 3 am, and im just wasting time

Noisy Neighbors

It’s past midnight and I can’t sleep because of our noisy neighbors. What do they give their kids anyway? It’s already 1 am and the kids sound like their going to be up until morning. I just realized it’s not pleasant to hear the sound of a child’s laughter and hear them play whatever game their playing in the middle of the night. Don’t these kids have curfews or something?

Parking

i still suck in parking cars!!! i just parked my cousin's car in our garage and the distance from the bumper of the other car from the bumper of the car im driving is only an inch! no kidding, just an inch, no exaggeration. who parks cars like that? ok, so it saves garage space but still, that was unintentional, an inch more i might have created a dent on both bumpers. im really not good with estimating the distance of the car in front of me. im very used to driving our van, maybe that's why im very bad in driving vehicles with hoods. i also noticed that lately, the engine of the vehicle im driving always dies when im backing up. my brain-foot coordination seems to be poor when im backing up the van( (or the car). i have no idea why i just included the last 2 sentences. anyway, i have to improve my parking skills, i have to keep that in mind the next time i drive my cousin's car...if there will be a next time.

Excerpt from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe:

...I'm quite used to being humiliated,' droned Marvin. 'I can even go and stick my head in a bucket of water if you like. Would you like me to go and stick my head in a bucket of water? I've got one ready. Wait a minute.'
'Er, hey, Marvin. . .' interrupted Zaphod, but it was too late. Sad little clunks and gurgles came up the line.
'Whats he saying?' asked Trillian.
'Nothing,' said Zaphod, 'he just phoned up to wash his head at us.'
'There,' said Marvin, coming back on the line and bubbling a bit. 'I hope that gave you great satisfaction. . .'
'Yeah, yeah,' said Zaphod, 'now will you please tell us where you are?'
'I'm in the car park,' said Marvin.
'The car park?' said Zaphod, 'what are you doing there?'
'Parking cars, what else does one do in a car park?'
- Marvin speaking to Zaphod from Milliways Car Park

one problem of having so many email addresses is that you forget to check some of them. i just checked one of them and found out that i haven't checked one of my online accounts, the one from myspace.com. its been probably more than a year or maybe even two years since i last logged in. here is my profile for myspace which somehow reflects my state of mind a few years ago. i posted it so i can constantly remind myself who i am (i have this tendency to have an identity crisis from time to time).

i am. (skip this and move to the next paragraph if you are not wasting your time at the moment, no one reads these profiles anyway when they have some other things to do or can do) more about me...hmmm...well, i am currently undergoing a re-construction of myself after a series of events contested my beliefs and principles in life and projected my strength as a weakness. at this very moment, i am still unsure whether to abandon my current way of living and set-up an entirely new one or stick to it but conduct a few reforms here and there. what is my current way of living? all i can say is that it has given me this feeling of invulnerability to most things and that only God can pose a challenge in life and that my life in general is extremely boring and easy and in a way perfect, everything is all in the mind. i like the way i live already and that every problem i have can be solved. unfortunately, i live in a world that does not operate in the same way, therefore, making some of my ways of living contradictory or in conflict with the way people actually live . the problem is, the source of my strength, invulerability and boredom is due to my loner ways when man by nature is a social animal. in order to not to have a boring life, i must immerse myself and learn (again for i have un-learned it already) what this world considers as a norm, i must be the one that looks for the challenge and not the other way around where i wait for circumstance and try not to be its victim and manipulate it to make me stronger. actually, what's written above is nothing but bullshit. more about me (again)...hmmm...i am tall, dark and handicapped (temporarily mentally disabled). my personality depends on my mood. i can be a party animal or an anti-social, and....ummm... i prefer to be the person of last resort when it comes to being asked for help for i am not the type who feels good that i have done a good deed (can't admit it actually), i like to drive fast in fancy cars and chickens dig me like granola bars, loves food trips, likes road trips, hates hot, uncomfortable long trips, poet and novelist wannabe (my way of immortalizing myself ala william blake), planning to reverse some of my habits, agrees with some of the ideas of marx, machiavelli, nietzsche and foucault, i am not a communist and will never be (just interested in studying and analyzing the Philippine left as a movement), i am not deep, just different (and very humble), predictably unpredictable, i am a walking contradiction (one of my favorite descriptions of myself)...ummm....i'm just here to help anyway so there's no point filling this up pala (wow conyo). just got nothing to do kasi (more conyotics). i think this is enough, for now.

just testing the blog send address...changed my email

Just woke up. Its already 12:30 in the afternoon and I still have loads of cases to read. I was supposed to wake up at 7 in the morning but I ignored my alarm clock…again! What's the point of setting the alarm clock to wake me up every morning when I ignore it every time it rings? I'm so undisciplined. That’s why the assigned cases and readings I’m supposed to read keeps piling up and I wont be able to finish reading it and I wont be able to catch up with the class. The year just started and I’m already burying myself alive! I always get called for recitation and whenever I hear my name get called, I always start the recitation with a "huh? Me?" or "huh? What are we discussing again?” I better pull myself together or my professors won’t have second thoughts of giving me a failing grade. Wow, it took me nine minutes just to write this crap.