I find it interesting (to say the least) that my personality type's supposed to be an INTJ. But, this says that the way I express myself (specifically through this blog) is the complete opposite: an ESFP.
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Well, supposedly.
01 November 2008 @ 10:23 pm
15 October 2008 @ 10:59 am
It's 11 am and I'm back in Katipunan. It's a weird feeling after having been on full-on sembreak mode, which involves copious amounts of sleeping, snacking, tv watching and internet surfing. I'm relaxed, I'm a happy camper, I'm getting my recommended 12(!) hours of sleep a day. There's this nagging feeling, though. I feel as if there's something major for school that needs to be done, even when there really isn't (aside from some org work and preparations for the LS business project). EEEP. Does this mean that I don't know how to relax?
Anyway, I'm back because, as mentioned above, there's an AIMS meeting and an LS meeting on two separate and consecutive days. (HI ISSA![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1)
thesagaends and YET finding_moe !) In all honesty, it's great, because if y'all knew the brainfarting I've been doing, you will disown me. It gives me something to do (which further supports the theory of Not Being Able to Relax). And, at the same time, since most of my barkada study in La Salle, they are either busy with the beginning of their final term or swamped with preparations for graduation and job-hunting. So, there usually is this very small window of opportunity where, miraculously, our schedules are all freed-up, and this isn't anywhere within the next couple of weeks; again, giving me something to do while on the wait for that momentous occasion. Frustrating, but, that's a whole 'nother entry.
It's been an emotional week of sorts. A sad state of affairs are in place. I'm not in the mood to thresh out what's been happening right now. They say the best way out is through. Comforting? Maybe. I hope so. Let's see.
Eeep. It's 11:30 am. Better haul my lazy ass to the bathroom!
Anyway, I'm back because, as mentioned above, there's an AIMS meeting and an LS meeting on two separate and consecutive days. (HI ISSA
thesagaends and YET finding_moe !) In all honesty, it's great, because if y'all knew the brainfarting I've been doing, you will disown me. It gives me something to do (which further supports the theory of Not Being Able to Relax). And, at the same time, since most of my barkada study in La Salle, they are either busy with the beginning of their final term or swamped with preparations for graduation and job-hunting. So, there usually is this very small window of opportunity where, miraculously, our schedules are all freed-up, and this isn't anywhere within the next couple of weeks; again, giving me something to do while on the wait for that momentous occasion. Frustrating, but, that's a whole 'nother entry.It's been an emotional week of sorts. A sad state of affairs are in place. I'm not in the mood to thresh out what's been happening right now. They say the best way out is through. Comforting? Maybe. I hope so. Let's see.
Eeep. It's 11:30 am. Better haul my lazy ass to the bathroom!
09 October 2008 @ 03:58 pm
My family and I go bat-shit over Royce chocolates. It used to be that the nearest place you can get them was in Singapore or in Hong Kong. So, we had to wait for a relative or a family friend to go to either of the two places and ask them to buy boxes for us or, if people are feeling generous, we received them as gifts. (Yay!) But, the gods of chocolate must've heard my prayers because it's finally here.
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16 September 2008 @ 01:55 pm
(from Yet)
1. Sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a well lit place in front of your computer.
2. Log onto YM (With the busy status!). Check your email. --always a must HAHA - i agree
3. Read over the assignment carefully, to make certain you understand it.
4. Head out to the kitchen for some chocolate to help you concentrate.
5. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
6. Text a friend and ask if he/she wants to go to grab a coffee. Just to get settled down and ready to work.
7. When you get back to your room, sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a clean, well lit place.
8. Read over the assignment again to make absolutely certain you understand it.
9. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
10. You know, you haven't texted/YMed that old friend since fourth grade. You'd better do that now and get it out of the way so you can concentrate.
11. Look at your teeth in the bathroom mirror.
12. Grab some mp3s off of LimeWire/BitTorrent.
13. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
14. YM/text with one of your friends about the future. (ie summer plans, block party).
15. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
16. Listen to your new mp3s and download some more.
17. YM/text your friend and ask if she's started writing yet. Exchange derogatory remarks about your prof, the course, the college, the world at large.
18. Drink some water.
19. Notice the old magazine in the kitchen. Read it.
20. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
21. YM/text some people to make sure you aren't missing something truly worthwhile on TV.
22. Play some Solitaire (Or Pinball).
23. Check out Yahoo.com
24. Wash your hands.
25. YM/text a friend to see how much they have done, probably haven't started either.
26. Look through your blockmate's Multiply album of pictures from that party. Ask who everyone is.
27. Sit down and do some serious thinking about your plans for the future.
28. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
29. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
30. Your PC/laptop just crashed, given too many open windows plus the mp3s playing. Reboot, and carry on.
31. Read over the assignment one more time, just for heck of it.
32. Scoot your chair across the room to the window and watch the sunrise.
33. Lie face down on the floor and moan.
34. Punch the wall and break something.
35. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
36. Mumble obscenities.
37. 5am - start hacking on the paper without stopping. 6am -paper is finished.
38. Complain to everyone that you didn't get any sleep because you had to write that stupid paper.
39. Go to class, hand in paper, and cut out of it so you can take a nap.
40. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/D
26 April 2008 @ 09:04 am
13 April 2008 @ 03:35 am
I suddenly remembered this guy who fell in line behind me at the SOM photocopying place sometime late around the first semester of third year.
It was around 5:00 pm in the afternoon and I was in the middle of a very long day. I just came from a day's worth of classes, was doing some errands to finish off my day at the school (borrowing books at the library, photocopying readings), and was about tospace-out in front of the TV study for the rest of the afternoon and into the night. I had already given Ate Cora the set of readings plus a book that I needed to be photocopied. Then, a guy fell in line behind me together with his friend and a two-page Math reviewer and started speaking in this annoying accent.
God, I really wished he didn't. I was tired, hungry, and sleepy. It is so easy to cross me when I am either or all of the above. He didn't even have to try.
"Grabe pare, you know what I did last night? You know what? I swear pare, I tried studying and...."
I really, really, wished he didn't.
"".... I swear, pare. She was hot. Like, hotter than..."
My ears were already bleeding, my vision was already turning black, and my patience was being terribly tested. I wanted to grab a ream of paper from the nearby cabinet and smack him in the head with it just so he would stop talking. I checked out how far along Ate Cora was with my set, she still had the book to go. Good lord. I don't think the guy that he was with got a word in edgewise.
"...I had pansit canton and a bottle of 7-Up beside me and I played the trippiest game ever. I was in my air conditioned bedroom pa with the blinds closed, and started this game. It's the trippiest game ever, pare. Do you know what it is? Guess. C'mon guess. Trippiest. Game. Pare."
Trippiest? I mean, seriously? Thrice in less than ten seconds!
Finally, Ate Cora handed over my photocopied hand-outs and book. I had never been happier to leave with a bunch of photocopied materials than that afternoon.
Then, I went home and had pansit canton.
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It was around 5:00 pm in the afternoon and I was in the middle of a very long day. I just came from a day's worth of classes, was doing some errands to finish off my day at the school (borrowing books at the library, photocopying readings), and was about to
God, I really wished he didn't. I was tired, hungry, and sleepy. It is so easy to cross me when I am either or all of the above. He didn't even have to try.
"Grabe pare, you know what I did last night? You know what? I swear pare, I tried studying and...."
I really, really, wished he didn't.
"".... I swear, pare. She was hot. Like, hotter than..."
My ears were already bleeding, my vision was already turning black, and my patience was being terribly tested. I wanted to grab a ream of paper from the nearby cabinet and smack him in the head with it just so he would stop talking. I checked out how far along Ate Cora was with my set, she still had the book to go. Good lord. I don't think the guy that he was with got a word in edgewise.
"...I had pansit canton and a bottle of 7-Up beside me and I played the trippiest game ever. I was in my air conditioned bedroom pa with the blinds closed, and started this game. It's the trippiest game ever, pare. Do you know what it is? Guess. C'mon guess. Trippiest. Game. Pare."
Trippiest? I mean, seriously? Thrice in less than ten seconds!
Finally, Ate Cora handed over my photocopied hand-outs and book. I had never been happier to leave with a bunch of photocopied materials than that afternoon.
Then, I went home and had pansit canton.
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Current Location: Dad's office
Current Mood: awake
Current Music: Flashing Lights - Kanye West feat. Dwele
02 April 2008 @ 06:52 pm
So much for four months. I am finally, finally done with Then We Came to the End by Joshua Ferris. What's next? Middlesex, maybe? I feel so stunted, I swear. With writing, with reading, with the whole summer tralala. (Obviously.)
I got into a fight, with a door. The door won. I am now a proud owner of a huge gash on my ankle. Good job, door.
I brewed a pot of coffee. The coffee tasted sour.
Lipstick Jungle is not Sex and the City.
I intend to lose weight this summer. (Intend being the operative word.)
I really don't want to go to the beach. But I do want to go out. PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE. I'm dying here. I also don't have any money.
I am spending too much time on the internet.
I need a bigger RAM.
Still reading? Really?
This is so random.
I should stop.
Okay.
13 March 2008 @ 06:44 pm
02 January 2008 @ 01:07 am
Current Mood: bored
Current Music: the whirring fan
