I Kinda Survived... or Definitely I Did Survive

There are a lot of changes and we can't do nothing about it. I see that my life is about to change as well. I do believe that something's going to happen. And I'm expecting it. Soon enough, the change has been done.

It was two days ago when the results were up. I didn't think that I'll make it. I just told myself that whatever happens, I won't lose track and continue on living. Besides, as I was thinking, work opportunities were coming along. If I won't get accepted, definitely I'll take the job offer. But then, it did turn out as planned from long ago which I wasn't so sure of and here I am now: a BA PA student under probation for 1 semester.

I made it to the College so I will make sure that I will change my ways now. I'll probably stop being online at always and concentrate on my subjects.

If I fail again, I wonder where on earth will I belong.

I now love UP Diliman, and I won't be happy if I get out of it this early. I met a lot of good friends already, and I can't leave them this easy.

Ganbare to me! Yay me! :P

80th Post!

I just happened to be at Tiendesitas earlier. My dad and I are looking for a new place to eat, so we tried the food area there. And we found the first one absolutely great.

To be continued. :P

I Love Multiply!

When it comes to posting a new message, a new picture, and an announcement, Multiply really does the best job over Friendster. Its user-friendly interface allows anyone to do stuff easier than usual. I really recommend to you guys to have a Multiply account where you can upload your pics. Its drag-and-drop feature makes it easy--you only have to open the window where your files are (the pictures) and then select those you want and leave those you hate. Then drag them altogether in the window at your browser. Click the button and start uploading. In an instant, they are there!

So then no need to select and that from a window about to pop-out. It causes hanging in your browser. With Multiply, you'll never experience that. It's really as simple as that.

In blogging, Multiply has also an edge. There, you can easily apply certain fonts and colors. Well, it has an almost same interface with Friendster, but this one has a more choices in fonts. You can personalize it more precisely than what you can do here at FS.

With this, I'm not telling you to switch friend networks. I'm just stating my reasons and pointing out facts.

Too Many Nonsense Things To Do

Now that it's vacation at last, I'm in total confusion. I have finally all the freedom to do my usual things--TV, sleep-late-wake-up-late mode, PC 20/7, go out with my barkada-- but I cannot do them since I don't feel like it.

So I began downloading using my Hazel-PC, the weird automatic name of my laptop, and that is one of the main problems I encounter. Our DSL connection is cumbersome--not because it's heavy but because I had to go through much before its IP settings is alright and ready for net. Hazel-PC must stay at one place so that the connection won't go off. The modem must be at one secured place so that it would be alright. And my UTP cable's RJ-45 clip also was broken. I'm so upset.

Anyway, to ensure that my connection stays and my downloads are finished, this PC has not been TURNED OFF. Yes. That's true. For 3 straight days, this has been plugged. I wonder how our electricity bill turns out. Maybe I'll be at fault again for the skyrocketing bill. That's the other reason why they want me to stay out of home and enroll for summer--to save money.

According to my mom and dad, I am doing too many nonsense stuff and that my activities are just according to my senseless whim. I kind of agree with them. Sure, my media addiction requires more money than other addictions since I have the tendency to make sure I'm updated and all the necessary mumbo jumbos are to be done, but this is just me. I can't stay away from anime, movies, books, internet, games, manga and TV that easily especially now it's vacation.

I'm planning to skip buying a new mobile phone--the one that's supposed to be my ticket and vacation expense at Singapore-- since I wanted a new EHD (external hard drive) or an upgrade for MR-PC-Reborn, my 5-year old desktop computer. I don't think any of the two would be granted that easily since stuff have high prices nowadays. Oh well, I'll just have to request a cheaper one. I want to record TV shows so I guess it would have to be the PC to TV converter.

I'm so bored. Really bored.


Still, I have many nonsense stuff left to be accomplished. I better start updating my fan fiction and my fiction... and do my English paper due tomorrow.

Can’t Go On Like This… (Dramatic Multiply Post)

What has gotten into me?
He came by and went in front of me and whispered an unusual "Ohayou".
I greeted him back. We smiled.

There were a lot of  things that had occurred after that. We chatted. I seemed to ignore him. I tried my best to live with what I've promised to myself the other day-- I should not think and mind him even when he's around.
He sits beside me. I wavered... suddenly, I felt empty. Why can't I be able to say something other than my expressions of amazement when it comes to others? I can't even watch nor motivate him as he plays his turn. I can't look. I can't fall for him any longer.

Dame yo. Zettai... dame yo...

The ambiance is light when our group mates are around. I was able to tell tales from our English 1. He's listening. I told him some things about me-- even to others. I said I dislike my name. He mentioned nut. Yes, that's exactly why! He repeated my name, again and again. I said I'm irked. He stops, smiling. I smiled, but contentedly to myself. I saw that smile again. His stoic and poker face sometimes confuse me. He interacts with others. I stood beside the bench and I am reading  the book.

We talked about my liking on basketball. I said I do not play, and I'm definitely weak when it comes to balls. He suddenly mentioned before that that "I play," we all looked at him. "Really?" I asked, "Yeah, it's not obvious, right?" he replies jokingly. Joanna thought for a while, "You're tall. So I think so you can." I thought for a while too. Wow. Wow. This is so not the person I want to leave. Not the one I would grieve on because I cannot meet him anymore after summer. Not the person I won't be able to spend the rest of my nonsense days... not the person who could change my life...

It's actually him.

And it saddened me.

It's my turn again.I play, get a zero. He was the one scoring.

It can't be helped either. I end up laughing with him, standing so close to him, staring at him. I think of other things to think of. Ah, the book. yes. I borrowed it in order to set a path for me. I should read it while he's around--  that way I won't mind him. His closeness triggers me to glance at him occasionally.

He glances back. We stared at each other for a brief moment. He turns back, I do too.

This is getting less awkward, but there's this time...

We sit beside each other. Nothing to do. I wasn't scoring. I heard him puff a bit of a sigh, or was it a "Hn". We do not speak with each other. Silence. Occasional laughs by our fellow group mates.

John was making me laugh. He was telling that the shot was "for you". I laughed away, watching my pins closely...

Going back to 'him', he motivated me, telling me to slow down and analyze my moves. I just smiled. I spare balled. After my turn it was his, and I peeked as I read the book I am reading. I stared at his back. His blue and white shirt appeals to me. I like him a lot. And it breaks me slowly. The more that I know I'm definitely attracted to him, the more I get hurt inside.

This is not happening!

Yuji strikes. I cheered. We all cheered. Thus, Yuji's angels were formed.

It takes two to... Tango

Definitely I'm not a dancer, nor does he. I just wanted to imply what this statement means. And so here is how my post starts. Let's talk about this new guy in my life.

It all started with that laminated paper turned fan. Yes, a paper laminated in order to serve as a fan to cool you down on hot days. Sad enough, the manongs at the alumni Center do not turn on the electric fans and so what he does is to bring out that fan and "refresh" us. Specifically, me.

He and I are lane partners technically when missing nin number 7 didn't show up for PE class. I do love scoring the games of my classmates and new found friends. And so he is. We took turns in scoring, watching each game and advising one another on what the score is. We got pretty close after that.

When a female classmate's turn was over, we both looked at the scoresheet and muttered, "It's our turn next" or in Filipino in short terms, "Tayo na pala ulit". I agreed, replying "Kami na nga" to our classmate. She snickered, teasing us that "kayo na ulit? Uy!" meaning that "we're in a relationship again". That we utterly denied.

After our games, we waited for everyone to finish.

-okay, so I hesitated to post this months ago because this was to explicit for him to know. but since the truth is OUT, I'm posting this to the public-

obviously this post is unfinished. well it appears okay, at least the thing was preserved.... :)

There He Goes… (1st Multiply Post)

Alas, a new blog in a new multiply account. If not because of someone, I would not create a new one. Anyway, this post, this very first post will be dedicated to another person.

There he goes... he passes by the right side and sits beside me. He came from behind, and he's there to check the scoresheet as always.

I glanced occasionally as usual, and pretended not to feel anything else but this normal feeling in a usual situation running for a week and a day already. He's been like this, and I've been scoring the games. He too scores, for I know well that he enjoys marking the scoresheet as much as I do.

We had a little talk. The topic was utmost boring. It was about my ballpen. I proudly told him that the pen he's currently using was mine since high school. I don't know if it got him amazed or doubtful, but he lauded me for that. He even took a closer look at my black Tombow pen. We then shifted the topic of our short conversation. I then noticed that everyone were behind us while we took our watch on the game.

His number in the record is 9, while mine is 10. We are supposed lane partners, but then there's a  missing nin number 8 so I was paired with John. However, this week, John went to a conference at Leyte. Thus, we play our frames at the same time.
He has this habit of holding the ball close to his face, as if he's targetting the duckpins. I watch closely his move, for even before I took interest on him, I admired his playing skills. His accuracy is way better than mine. He does a break, a spare and all that. He even has his cheer squad as I call them. Everytime I praise and laud him, he just shyly looks down and murmurs something to me and to himself.

Not long after our brief encounters, I started talking to him more. I had an inkling that he likes games, so I took notice of the laminated hand fan he always brings to class. I asked how much was the cost for lamination. He replied that he already forgot. Then our classmate asked what character is the drawing from. He scratched his head shyly telling us that it is from a certain game. Then and there, I concluded that he is in to what I like.

A day later, we talked again, this time while Christmas was scoring. He suddenly mentioned that he took Hapon 10, a Japanese beginner's subject at our school. I was enthralled. It is because it's so rare for an Engineering student to be able to enroll on a Foreign language. We do not have electives for that, and it is considered lucky to have your adviser agree on you taking a foreign lang. Well he actually did, and we started asking questions about it.

When Christmas' turn finally came, we sat beside each other and continued our talk. I knew something about this seemingly Chinito, and I do like what he likes. We have a lot in common. And so everytime class starts, my eyes automatically search for him and I make sure I do have an opportunity to talk to him.

And so, there he goes... to the left exit. I saunter towards him and a classmate, thinking of what topic I could open up to them.