the isp is eternally slow

I cant wait for the blogger create post page to appear. its slow enough even to reach the blogger home page. surf maxx really sucks (at least for today), for an isp that promises 56k connection (im on 26k now). and to top it off, ie been asked to postpone my internet activities. someone's expecting an important call. (the only, only time i decide to use the internet today)

so, nothing much, except that i am worrying a little extra about the publicity things and me getting classes come registration. not to add the bills i have to pay. and the other cash i have to shed to abono. :) there. worrying about it now. but having much much fun watching tv. sitcoms are great. the american ones. (oh no. colonial mentality issues, but really...) :)

isp crap. so slow. what a rip-off!

growing old

hayy.. have done some thinking, or maybe eating. wait... yes, positive that it's eating.

anyway...october is a really nice month to spend the sem break for me. lots of birthdays and therefore eating events.
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so, growing old. some thoughts.

• growing old means you don't have to blame someone back. just accept you are wrong.
• it also means that you have to know what things that can be done, and cant be done.
• and the things that are allowed to be done, and not allowed to be done.
• and things that are not allowed to be done, but can be corrected, and those that cannot be corrected.
• growing old means that you only eat the amount of cake and ice cream alloted to you. no more extras. no more second servings, if that's the deal.
• growing old means stepping up.
• it also means taking some real responsiblity.
• it also means to do something you have to do without being told.
• it also means sensitvity to others.
• and showing others that you actually care.
• not trying to outdo, but rather live with others, as you are.
• eating veggies.

sounds like i've been taking some pills. yes. vitamin c. i took one today. i mean tonight. i feel that the cold virus gets stronger. i have to beef up security.

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happy birthday to kuya joven (oct 25). have many more. so we can have more cake and ice cream.

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friendster! must see profiles. okrayable profiles

great. just great.

the whining never ends.
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and it wont for the next semester. perhaps. crs has commited another major crime. hello? no che 132? ok. and my che 131 on a saturday? cant be serious...
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although i am happy because of my *whew* good-enough grades this semester. at least i did not crash or something.
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nothing much this week. although a bit of partying did happen. not the nice kind of partying but the boring-eat-eat (no!!!! porkiness!!! no!!!) EAT kind of party. anyway happy birthday to lola (oct 18). had lots of dinuguan and lechon skin. and again, porkiness. sheesh!
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and yes, my parents have noticed that i have not been doing "anything" this sem break. they even suggested i work for my auntie. well, i can if i havent been making (no. more of worrying about) posters and teasers for awitan.
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also, went to festival mall with zsappy to meet anabel. had loads of fun walking. and also playing the "hit the scary-looking bulldog head with a specially-made hammer, or perhaps your hands will do" game where we got 6 tickets. ate rice in a box and zagu. fun!
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finally caught harry potter 3 in hbo. i didnt watch it last july (?) because...i dunno. but i have been waiting it to be shown in some movie channel (lame). when it found out that it will be shown at hbo last saturday, i (excitedly) marked my calendar, but i forgot the whole thing because, um, i forgot that too. so this week, i scanned the tv scheds on the newspaper. i finally watched it last friday. nice. nice. but not what i expected. not up to standard. but it will do.
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of course i waited for the crs results before i made this post, because i wanted to rage (or hoping that this post might have expressed great joy) on my results. on the plus side, wow, they have the assessment thingy, and although it is not official, it gives an idea of how much blood im going to you know...shed.
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happy birthday to zsappy (oct 13), kat sanchez (oct 14) and eugene (oct 19).

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semi-break

working now on teasers for awitan: due on 2nd week of November.
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the outing was FUN! although lou did not come, and pat, well, she was sort of far. but the outing was nice, especially the adobo, which was way, way better than caf/canteen adobo.

actually went to the outing with janine (and glenberg) and ceres, and ate maanne, dale, maynard, steve and miggy. we stopped the bus right in front of ralph's resort (therefore not a bit lost! yehey!). went swimming 5 minutes after we arrived, and not again, the water became murky... haha.

the boring part, i guess was the fr part, because it was all the same, well perhaps for me. i was tired by 2 am. but it was fun, and the sopas is yummy! and the coffee too.

went home after getting 2 hours sleep, and eating breakfast of munggo and fish, and pink gelatin. sadly, went home alone, but happy because i ate chocolate on the way, and also slept on the bus without getting any of my belongings lost. haha.

*see here, the outing (as i told it) was actually glued on what i ate. porkiness huh?


new mems (mostly on the left), and not so new mems
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i went with lola today to the hospital for her check-up. well, we waited about two hours but no doctor came. [after an hour the nurse/secretary told us that the doctor is downstairs, and on his way up. no doctor after an hour. also, the nurse denied my lola BP check the first time she asked. suplada as my lola put it.]

then, at the tricycle terminal, the guard helped us by calling a tricycle (instead of us walking to the real terminal). but he called the wrong tricycle, and the driver raged upon knowing that he got wrong passengers and that he lost his place on the line. he kept shouting cuss words, and told us to say "kanan" instead of saying our block to the guard. aba! kami pa ang mali! duh! the customer is always right. but then, they are Soldiers Hills tricycle drivers, few of them have respect. [the driver is of tricycle #169. beware.]
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dog days

there are two big dogs (3.5-foot ones) running around in the 200m road between our house and lola's house.
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i live in a very quiet neighborhood. and quiet may not seem a good word, at least for this instance. the silence is too much disturbing. i mean among neighbors. well, people here do not care about their neighbors as other communities may do. every opportunity to interact is wasted. people merely exchange hellos and at very very lucky days, may share some (apparently, excess) food from parties.
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people let their dogs out (no matter how big or small, tame or wild) of their gates so the dogs can you know, poo on someone else's territory. and of course, the boy with the silly phobia of dogs walks by, gets barked at, and perhaps get bitten (in his imagination). these dogs run about the place, and constantly scare children, or their parents, for their kids.
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aside from the cars that may hit kids, these dogs (i think) are the reason why my parents never allow my little brothers to play outside the gate. i remember when i was about the same age as they are, i was playing on the streets. well, we have a dog that time. and he also used to bark at people passing by. people are also scared of passing by our house because of that dog, when he is outside. so we keep him inside the gate. thus, other dog-owners must too.
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but they wont care anyway.
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happy birthday to dot (oct 10) who turned 11.

the results are in

racquel was evicted.
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to much more important stuff. i did not get any che from crs. how could they?!? well i cannot really blame them because the slots were all taken. its the department to blame. they did not have enough slots!! imagine, a batch of around, hmm.. 150 students are offered three classes, to receive a sum of about 70 students. so how will the other 80 students move on? (considering the late students, around 60 students, okay.) and for the other subject, two classes are offered (note: this subject is a major major prerequiste to the scariest series of subjects ever.), taking around 60 students. so hello? the other 90 (or 70)???
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what's their problem? where are the professors when you needed them? where are all the cash alloted supposedly for education? where? perhaps spent on the bottled water bought to hydrate the ever so lying tongues of the politicians who, for one, have not and will not go for the interest of the people!! how dare them!

while students stand in line every enlistment, and at the end of the day burst into tears for having been told, "sarado na. wala nang slots." na parang nasabihan ka rin na "saka ka na mag-graduate! when we have enough slots.", these worthless starbucks (or whatever high-end coffee store) coffee-sipping "public servants" sit all day in office, or perhaps sleeping while some collegue gives a speech on the real crisis of hunger, or terrorism, or unemployment, or perhaps, the lack of classes offered at state universities.
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maybe, just maybe, that one senator, who was sleeping (i saw her/him/it (for pete's sake, you dont even deserve a pronoun!) on tv) was enough to make the votes on increasing budget for SCU's sufficient. but what did [no pronoun here] do? slept in the soft chair paid for by a dirty streetchild's home... i pity [no pronoun here].
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i don't go to rallies and all that reality TV-looking stuff, because to quote ailen, "imbis na magrally kayo, dapat nag-aaral kayo!" i think a lot of students also think on that line also. but funny, if i had no majors this sem, i will have the time to go out and show them! so if you'd like less rallies, give us classes. give us food. give us security. give us justice.

but then, it won't just pop! happen. unlike in pinoy big brother. everything just pops! it happens. fast.
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or maybe i just over-reacted. yeah, perhaps.

happy, october.

october na. sem break na!

october 3 to 5

hay. ang dami daming nangyari. pero konti lang time ko. (yuck, standard post)

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ang hirap ng es 13. ang dali ng geog 1. 98.33 % ako sa 5th exam ng es 13. 1.25 ako sa ge 1! ang hirap ng es 26. haggard ang geog portfolio.

hayy.. buhay.
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nagdedaily task kami sa bahay (sa Diliman). as in mala-Pinoy Big Brother. kahapon, daily task namin ay pagpalitin ang v at b, at p at f sa words pag nagsasalita. hehe... saya!
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un na muna. hayyy..

buddy pretentious pat

for the nth time.
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well, pat is leaving about nine hours from now. and its sad because...awwww you know this usual ka-ekekan.
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when pat said that she was going to leave (months ago), i felt sad, but not very much then. well, a lot of people (this sem) told us that we were always seen together. (true) and there was a time when people ask us for each other. others (the malicious ones) made intriga. its not really our fault because we share 2 classes. and the same committee. and the same event at the start of the sem. what really started this was our (mostly her, i must say) co-dependence. she needed me to come with her to the canteen (for regular, no-porkiness build-up meals). i needed her to come with me to talk with maam gene. also, we had the same teacher (maam sotto) in es 21 last summer.

we used each other to whine about things we cannot shout out. we pour out our angst towards some idiotic person or some really bitchy maggot, or maybe just the canteen ladies who may have branded me as 'banana con yelo boy' because i spilled banana con yelo all over the spoons in the canteen. [for me] it evolved from marginal listening (blah blah blah yada yada blah blah) into really connecting. feeling. (but really, we did much more on the eating category)

so, pat leaving will be a sort of deleting an important factor in my life. this past week, i often joke her about buddying (oh yes, we are in the same buddy group, but we were the only ones left, after our app buddies became [as the memcom would put it] MIA- missing in action) with the ickiest people (i have to be pretentious all year) and the biggest egos around. but as i told her, i only lost her, while she lost all of us (physically though). and if i find it hard to find a pal like her, geesh, it would be harder for her. (mr yamamoto! so handsome! so generous!)

so pat, just enjoy your japan endeavors (NOT what you're thinking) and mag-ingat, wag magpagabi sa kalsada. and DNA analyze before you eat, baka seafood. just, be OK. we'll try to be OK here. we'll try very hard. [cue: tears]
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happy birthday to quincy and karen infantado. (no pun intended at all)