for the last two weeks, i have waged into sleeveless errands. i am not productive at all. term breaks are more boring than i thought. what i do is propagate, propagate, and more propagation. of my diet, i mean. and it seems that i just really couldn't plump out my lean physique. if there is the biggest loser, i would be the scraggiest weeper, for what i am doing.

i eat almost everything. but what my stomach cannot assimilate and turn into absorbable nutrients are leafy green veggies. yax. screw you swamp cabbage and gabi. hahaha. i really don't like them.

anyway, enough with the curses for leafy green veggies.

to remove me out of the bed, i realized that my room needs a major cleaning, and some refurbishing. i rearranged the positions of whatever stuffs there are in my room, and i saw some pieces that i have been keeping unconsciously.

i came across with my elementary class pictures. i could not believe that the youngster that i am would grow up so fast and look so freakingly good. haha. joke lang. i was laughing when i compared my classmates' appearances with each picture. some went from afro to tidied up hair. shinampoo lang daw nila. haha. si paolo talaga. some from bloody nerds to hip mortals. haay. time really passes by so fast.

i also picked up some pieces of paper. some deserves the trash can, while some are just way remembering. whoa. recollection letters during high school. i so miss my high school life. nothing can replace that phase in my heart. awwww, tears? haha.

exam papers also showed up. and the book i was looking for for more than a year now, was under the bed. i almost killed my brother for that. i thought he borrowed it and misplaced it somewhere. hahaha. tanga ko talaga.

after cleaning the room, i thought that i should repaint my room as well. but i am not good with this kind of work, so i'll leave the light blue shade.

i prepared myself a good snack after the major modification of my room, though it still looks the same. i really need to contact Knock First. interior designers out there, state your fee, just deck my room!

nakapatay ako ng dalawang insekto. nagpuyat na naman ako. nanuod ako ng dibidi. dumating ang utol kong tipsy, haha. umulan nang kaylakas. kumain. nagblog. at sa susunod....

~10 days na lang, birthday na ni INAY!

~110 days na lang, pasko na!

~4 days na lang, second term na!

~3 days na lang, debut na ni achel!

~2 linggo na lang, tapos na ang KAPAMILYA, DEAL or NO DEAL! (ay, naligaw?)

LSS: Stacey's Mom

KONKLUSYON: ito ang pinakamabangis na hatinggabi ko! nagtext si pandora(kowdneym ko sa kras ko!) at sinabing, "hey ken, gud nyt, swit dreams." sana'y sumarap ang pasko ko! :P

BIGLANG SIKAT: ang mga page o stingray na siyang itinuturong dahilan sa pagkamatay ng exuberant wildlife naturalist na si Steve Irwin. Crikey!

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POST SCRIPTUM @ 2:08 P.M.

woke up @ 9 a.m. today. slept round 3:02 a.m. ang gulo ng kwarto. bwisit. nagwiwish ako. sana dalhan ako ng breakfast in bed ni pandora. hahaha. asa pa. bumangon ako. nagtutbras. bumaba upang lumamon. ang sarap talaga ng luto ni inday. hahaha. baka mawili ako nyan. :P

lumabas ako para makalanghap ng polusyon. nilakad ko si doggy sa kalsada. walang tao sa paligid. nagtetext ako habang pinapasyal si doggy. umaasa pa rin ako. sana magtext si pandora. naiintriga ka na ba? sige, kwento ko si pandora. pero hindi ngayon. baka neks yir. kapag kami na. hahaha. asa!

bumalik na kami ni doggy. 10:32 a.m. umakyat sa kwarto. natulog saglit. nagising ng 12:19 p.m. nagbasa ng libro. naligo pagkatapos. apat na mensahe ang narisib sa celpown. dalawang 232, isa galing kay jonathan, isa naman kay shir. tinry ko yung horoscope feature ng simcard ko. TAURUS: kung gusto magpakamatay, ipa-cremate ang katawan. at ang abo ay gawing foot powder, para yumaman ang kapamilya.

the incessant flickering of the monitor made me dopey last night. thank god i would not be running to classes this morning since i induced in a very well sleep last night. yesternight was seemingly awkward though. i already got my course card and thanks to some bars of chocnut, i  didn't fail to any course.

talked to mum last night, that made it awkward. she went to my room and said she wanted to talk with me. okay, heartbeat is going faster. what are we going to talk about. hmmmm.

and with the talk we had, i realized that i so love my mum. we had some serious talks and peppy, as well. mum isn't boring at all. but her being stage mom constitutes me in the hall of shame.

yeah. it was during the glory of my elementary days. i remember everything, from the smallest piece, to the grandest. we were having this annual school play entitled "Little Joe Tuney". of course, being a productive actor as i am, i portrayed one of the major roles in the play. a stupid clown. yeah, i always am. if not the stupid, i would be the clown. contrariwise.

who would be the second most happy person than me? mum of course. any mom will be, i think. but mum's different. she would suddenly be around in the school grounds waiting for me to end my rehearsal, when in fact she doesn't in normal academic days. we would be exchanging playscript at our house, as if she was my manager.

and there comes the playdate. double the busyness. mum would be stimulated by pressure and will look busier than the director, maybe than ants. she brought my costume, all washed up from the laundry shop. minutes from now, the play will start. triple now the pressure. mum says do your best. break a leg.

where can mum be seated in the auditorium? mum's in front. why do i bother asking myself, she always do. mum always sits in the front so she can videotape my performance. and by that, you would assume that i already have a a volume of school plays at our house. yeah. and she always assures to a make a copy of them, in case relatives and her friends would ask one.

that's what we always do when i'm involved in school productions. thank god it ended before entering high school. but i miss it. now that i'm in college, i find little to no time to talk with mum. maybe i should treat her out. to our all time favorite, mcdonalds. :)

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bagong lay-out na naman. hahahahaha. salamat sa inspirasyon ko, si GMA. :)

ang ikalawang impeachment case ay naibasura na naman. sa di inaasahang mga rason, sinubaybayan ko sa ANC Ch. 26 ang diskusyon para sa ikalawang impeachment. sa aking pakikinig at sariling pagtimbang ng diskusyon, napakababaw ang mga binibigay na argumento ng mga di-sang ayon sa pagpapatalsik sa pangulo. dahil sa ako ay naging political science student, natuto akong makipagdebate at mag-isip tulad ng isang political animal. hindi naman sa marami akong alam sa mundo ng pulitika, pero i-base na rin natin ito sa pag-iisip ng isang labimpitong taong gulang na istudyante. naniniwala ako sa pinaglalaban ng mga sang-ayon sa impeachment. :)

tinatamad ako ngayon. so sa susunod na ako ulet magbablog. :)

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i was sent by my professor this e-mail containing a link to a petition regarding guimaras oil spill. i already did my part. now, do what you have to do:
Guimaras Oil Spill Petition

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fourteen weeks of hard work, calluses and eyebags have passed. one term down and hopefully, fourteen more terms are on the track.

my first term being a college student is sufficiently awkward. i have engaged and exposed to different types of professors and students, as well. and everyone gave their fare share.

perplexed. discombobulated. or simply, confused. college life is absolutely crazy. count me in as one of the freshmen who wanders around the campus like a nomad. NPA, kumbaga. No Permanent Address. freshmen are distinct since they pile up to go eat at Z2 or Mcdo. or nevertheless, carry his/her first ever lasallian planner.

in college you also experience firsthand moments. as for me, it is my first time to have a professor who is a nun, and that is for Religion. we all have different firsts. and these firsts add the thrill and spice to a more conducive, fast-paced learning environment.

and there is the finals week. people would walk around the campus like zombies. computer cafes in EGI would be a can of sardines since people gather to print their portfolios and computer exercises. hallways would be empty unlike the first weeks. and the most distinct mark of a finals week are eyebags and big bucks of photocopied notes from your seatmate.

speaking of finals week, it totally sucked. i had my finals for Commerce Algebra  and Computer with Applied Economics. white eyes. colorless lips. bullsh*t finals. but thank God i passed the Computer test. and for COMALGE, anticipate til distribution of course cards.

here is a list of my end term grades for some courses, and hopefully by next term, i can do better.

• ENGLCOM (Basic Communication and Study Skills)  -  2.5
• POLISCI (Introduction to Political Science)  -  3.5
• FWTEAMS (Physical Fitness and Wellness in Team Sports)  -  3.0

*crossfingers* i pray that i can pass this term. (4.0 is the highest grade you can get)

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i convey my grief to the people in Guimaras and Albay. and in some ways, i am able to help my society in Albay since my school has a program involving donation of stuff for people in Albay.

as well to Guimaras. the oil spill has not yet given the sack. but thanks to concerned people around Guimaras, and likewise to other countries.

with regards to the unstoppable effect of Guimaras oil spill, i condole the sufferings with the nurses for the latest issue regarding their board exam. it has been reiterated that a retake must be pursued in order to cleanse the issue of leakage. on the other side of the floor, some say it would be unjust since not everyone has seen or given the knowledge that there is a leakage. to whatever the result is, i think it is for the better.

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deFy mE.