Just Asking
What the hell is my problem? This has been one of the questions I constantly ask myself for years and until now, I have no idea what the f***'s the answer. What are the other questions you ask? I'll tell you some other time, but for now, let's focus on this question, even if I know it won't be answered tonight.
I could now say, it has been two weeks since I seriously studied, and I better get my groove back or else (meaning another memory to repress or another personality to create to carry the tragic event that is about to happen). I thought Banjo's gone, but well, he's just dormant, and right now, I am starting to develop a theory of when he pops up. At least I have an idea when the Fruit Fairy comes out. As for the others, they still remain a secret, even Estong who can exist independently. Not even sure if he is a personality of his own.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Another Tiring Weekend.
Its a sunday morning and i want to go back to sleep. but i cant. why? because ive slept for 15 hours straight! i was so tired that when i got home yesterday afternoon, saturday, around 4 or 5 pm, i went straight to bed and i woke up around 8 am this sunday. i was so tired because we prepared our report on the Sandiganbayan. i went to UP last Friday, 8:30 am to wait for a groupmate who would accompany me to the house of another groupmate, which is in muntinlupa, and already near laguna. we got there in the afternoon, and we started doing the assigned project after lunch. and from there, we worked straight until around 8 am, the following morning. and the class report was supposed to start by 8 am! well, we got to school by 10 am, and we were able to present the report we made. but after that, instead of going straight home, i lingered a little bit longer inside the campus to hang out with some of my blockates. why? because i dont want to go sleep, not yet. i dont want to have another one of those insomnia sessions. it just drives me crazy and i really think im starting to go insane. so there. two days disappeared just like that. fortunately, the brokeback friday was fun, and the warm, lazy saturday wasn't that bad either.
also, it was another expensive weekend, compared to last weekend, because, i went to fridays on a thursday afternoon which was unplanned, paid P230. i went to muntinlupa/laguna, and spent P400 for gas money. then had lunch on a saturday, around P100. so, i spent around P730 in three days which i didnt plan at all. im not even sure if i can save some money this coming week because its valentine's day on tuesday. not that i have plans but there are places i can go to and people i can go with.
Its a sunday morning and i want to go back to sleep. but i cant. why? because ive slept for 15 hours straight! i was so tired that when i got home yesterday afternoon, saturday, around 4 or 5 pm, i went straight to bed and i woke up around 8 am this sunday. i was so tired because we prepared our report on the Sandiganbayan. i went to UP last Friday, 8:30 am to wait for a groupmate who would accompany me to the house of another groupmate, which is in muntinlupa, and already near laguna. we got there in the afternoon, and we started doing the assigned project after lunch. and from there, we worked straight until around 8 am, the following morning. and the class report was supposed to start by 8 am! well, we got to school by 10 am, and we were able to present the report we made. but after that, instead of going straight home, i lingered a little bit longer inside the campus to hang out with some of my blockates. why? because i dont want to go sleep, not yet. i dont want to have another one of those insomnia sessions. it just drives me crazy and i really think im starting to go insane. so there. two days disappeared just like that. fortunately, the brokeback friday was fun, and the warm, lazy saturday wasn't that bad either.
also, it was another expensive weekend, compared to last weekend, because, i went to fridays on a thursday afternoon which was unplanned, paid P230. i went to muntinlupa/laguna, and spent P400 for gas money. then had lunch on a saturday, around P100. so, i spent around P730 in three days which i didnt plan at all. im not even sure if i can save some money this coming week because its valentine's day on tuesday. not that i have plans but there are places i can go to and people i can go with.
Weird Week
This was probably the weirdest week i've ever had. i usually have two classes per day for four days every week. so its two classes from monday to thursday. but this week, for the entire four days, i only had two classes, out of the eight. five of them were free cuts, the sixth class was excused. it was really weird. the first class of the week, asked for a make up class because, i cant remember the reason, anyway, we just cant hold classes that time. for the second class, the professor was sick. the following day, the third class, i was excused because i had to conduct an interview for a report on that same class which will be held on the coming weekend, saturday morning. then the fourth class, was announced to be a free cut. so in the first two days of the week, i didnt attend any class. on the third day, for the fifth class, instead of holding regular classes, the professor required us to attend a forum, because the professor was one of the guest speakers of the forum. the sixth class was my first class for the week, and by that time i was already feeling that luck is about to run out. i mean, i consider the first two days of no classes as lucky days because i wasnt prepared to attend classes for that week because of the long, unusual weekend i had before, so i wasnt able to study for any subject. and well, i was right. the following day, the seventh class, i was called to recite. i didnt do very well. not as bad as my previous recitation for that class, but not very good either to merit a good grade. anyway, the eighth class was also a free cut. so the week ended, and i only attended two classes.
This was probably the weirdest week i've ever had. i usually have two classes per day for four days every week. so its two classes from monday to thursday. but this week, for the entire four days, i only had two classes, out of the eight. five of them were free cuts, the sixth class was excused. it was really weird. the first class of the week, asked for a make up class because, i cant remember the reason, anyway, we just cant hold classes that time. for the second class, the professor was sick. the following day, the third class, i was excused because i had to conduct an interview for a report on that same class which will be held on the coming weekend, saturday morning. then the fourth class, was announced to be a free cut. so in the first two days of the week, i didnt attend any class. on the third day, for the fifth class, instead of holding regular classes, the professor required us to attend a forum, because the professor was one of the guest speakers of the forum. the sixth class was my first class for the week, and by that time i was already feeling that luck is about to run out. i mean, i consider the first two days of no classes as lucky days because i wasnt prepared to attend classes for that week because of the long, unusual weekend i had before, so i wasnt able to study for any subject. and well, i was right. the following day, the seventh class, i was called to recite. i didnt do very well. not as bad as my previous recitation for that class, but not very good either to merit a good grade. anyway, the eighth class was also a free cut. so the week ended, and i only attended two classes.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Long Weekend
Friday: I conducted an interview in the Sandiganbayan, along with three of my group mates and one of my group mate’s girlfriend who tagged along to help us with our class project. We arrived in Sandiganbayan around 10:15 am (the appointment was supposed to be 10 am) and from there, we pestered the people working in Sandiganbayan with questions ranging from a bit serious to just plain absurd and irrelevant. We had lunch in the cafeteria, got a little peeved with the price of the Japanese food they were selling. Fortunately it wasn’t bad. We finished around 4 pm and then three of us went back to UP and hung out for a while. Come around 5-6pm, two of us went back to our humble abodes to waste some time while waiting for a friend who works in the Ortigas area. Got a text a message regarding the reunion for the following day while I was changing my clothes (since I was wearing a semi formal attire for the interview I conducted earlier). Still didn’t have a hint it was going to be a long, tiring weekend. An hour later, we met up with two more friends from Ateneo law, who are also planning to wander around since it was a Friday night. We went to Quatro, Timog. This is where I broke my promise not to drink. Well, not really promise not to drink but reserve my alcohol drinking to special occasions, and I don’t think that was an occasion that could be considered special. Anyway, an hour or two later, we decided to tag along with two of our friends to go to Oyster Boy, Ortigas. This is where I broke my promise to never smoke again. I don’t what happened, I just felt compelled to smoke. Had two sticks. Then, for the third and last time, we decided to go to Drew’s, Katipunan to join some other friends, who were already very tipsy. Ok, so I spent a lot of gas money that night, and all I had to drink was one bottle of san mig light and smoke maybe around 6 sticks of cigarette. We finished around 1 am, I think. Or was it 2 am? Can’t actually remember. Anyway, point is, I went home late.
Saturday: I think I woke up around 10 am to eat some breakfast, and then I slept again until lunch. After eating lunch, took a bath, then slept again. I really felt tired and drained and dehydrated. So aside from sleeping, I kept on drinking water the entire day. Anyway, I finally decided I’m going to this grade school reunion, which was set at 8pm, at Quatro, Timog. I left our house around quarter to 9, not that I want to be fashionably late but I had things to do before I go (like change the parking spot in the garage) and I knew people won’t arrive until maybe 8:30 pm. So, I got there at 9 pm, maybe I was just on time. I really didn’t expect I was going to enjoy the night, since I really had no memories to share with them, but well, I actually did have fun. I enjoyed their company and I was really happy that I decided to join them this time. And since they didn’t know about my blood problem, no one was going to stop me from drinking. So I ordered two macho mugs of san mig light and chugged down half macho mug of red horse. Didn’t care if I die that night, I just love alcohol, and I’m going to die happy. Anyway, we ended around 4 am, got home around 4:30 am. It was nice to catch up with people whom you haven’t seen for 10 years. Really makes you think of what could have been or how life can be, well, as it is. I was glad to have seen them again after all these years.
Sunday: For some strange reason, I woke up around 8:30 am, and I was wide awake. I didn’t feel sleepy after sleeping for only four hours. I had a headache though. So I drank lots of water again to hydrate myself. Around lunchtime, I drove my family to Shopwise, and then I loitered in Gateway for a while. Then I thought of a friend who works there, so I texted her if I could hang out with her for a while since I was just roaming around the mall she was working in. So there, we talked, told her about this girl I like, and then minutes later, my sister texted me we had to go home. My not so usual weekend ended there. Started around 9 am of Friday and ended Sunday, around 3 or 4 pm. Wait, also got a text message inviting me to join a Valentine’s Singles Dinner. Not sure if I’ll go. So there.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
friday last week
why? why? why! last week, when i was too lazy to bring the van to school, i decided to commute and of all the people i can come across with, it had to be double d. one of the few persons that really sucks out the confidence in me. i really feel bad about myself whenever i see him and last friday was no different. i was so close to the school, it was only a few meters away when he rode the jeepney i was in. he paid the fare after he seated himself in the same side i am in. i was only one person away. not sure if he saw me at once, but well, i didnt have to worry about that because when i was about to get off the jeep, being the large, clumsy idiot that i am, i almost stepped on his foot. ok, so i got his attention, and i had to apologize (again! for the nth time) because i accidentally hit his foot. what can i do, i really dont fit in jeepneys. so, when i finally reached the library, it took me a few more minutes to focus because dobol d just make me worry about my studies. i should be performing well, far more better than what i am doing right now.
well, at least now, im not as distracted as i used to be. luningning isnt bothering me as much as she used to two weeks ago. i still think about her but im starting to convince myself, i would have to let go. i really feel that the next time i see her, i have to say goodbye or i will have to accept the fact that, well, nothing can ever happen between us.
why? why? why! last week, when i was too lazy to bring the van to school, i decided to commute and of all the people i can come across with, it had to be double d. one of the few persons that really sucks out the confidence in me. i really feel bad about myself whenever i see him and last friday was no different. i was so close to the school, it was only a few meters away when he rode the jeepney i was in. he paid the fare after he seated himself in the same side i am in. i was only one person away. not sure if he saw me at once, but well, i didnt have to worry about that because when i was about to get off the jeep, being the large, clumsy idiot that i am, i almost stepped on his foot. ok, so i got his attention, and i had to apologize (again! for the nth time) because i accidentally hit his foot. what can i do, i really dont fit in jeepneys. so, when i finally reached the library, it took me a few more minutes to focus because dobol d just make me worry about my studies. i should be performing well, far more better than what i am doing right now.
well, at least now, im not as distracted as i used to be. luningning isnt bothering me as much as she used to two weeks ago. i still think about her but im starting to convince myself, i would have to let go. i really feel that the next time i see her, i have to say goodbye or i will have to accept the fact that, well, nothing can ever happen between us.
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