(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/DeviantArt.

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/DeviantArt.

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/DeviantArt. ANY OF THIS SOUND FAMILIAR YET?!

14. YM/text with one of your friends about the future. (ie summer plans, block party).

15. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/DeviantArt.

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/DeviantArt. Check you email too.

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/DeviantArt. Look over your online contacts on YM.

29. Check your LJ/Multiply/Twitter/Facebook/Friendster/DeviantArt WHILE listening to your new mp3s.

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/DeviantArt. And you contacts on YM. No one’s online, yeah? But just look through them anyway.

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/DeviantArt

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.

So... law school, huh?

People who know me well know that the only reason I keep my Friendster account is to check up on my horoscope. Among many "(insert addictive substance/activity here) junkie" titles I hold, horoscope junkie is one of them. And I should know where to look for the best, really. It takes many newspaper-browsing, magazine-leafing, internet-surfing hours to have this art to right down to which signs go with whom and to annoying anyone within arm's reach to oblivion with the question, "Anong sign mo? Oh-em-gee. I'll read your horoscope for you!" Squeals and giddy dances-in-place usually follow.

So, why the Friendster one? Because for some strange reason, it is the most accurate. If there were bulls for horoscope, Friendster's version would be its eye. If it was a point, Friendster would take the blank. If it was a "sak-", Friendster would be the accompanying "-to."

I think I'm beginning to sound like a salesman desperately trying to sell his wares. Need further proof? Here's a snippet of my horoscope for today:

Instead of getting a multi-modified cup of fancy coffee that takes ten minutes to make and ten dollars to purchase, opt for a plain old cup o' Joe, hold the cream and sugar.

OpMan Long Test 1
Finance Case Analysis 1 and 2
Marketing WAC 2
History Long Test 1
Plato's Phaedrus

And, these week-end comatoses I've been in since highschool aren't much help. Symptoms include watching illegal amounts of reruns, fast food deliveries for breakfast, staring into space, winning 5 out of 15 game of Solitaire and Hearts, and the general, persistent denial of academic workload. College came with the differential diagnosis of guilt-free cutting of majors. Mm-hmmm.

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I miss my person.:(

I was trying, very, very hard, to move along with my acads but suddenly, Craig David's "Fill Me In" (There goes my indie cred, 'yo.) played on iTunes and all nostalgia broke loose.

It took me back to grade school, around the same month with the same weather and Craig's (Yes, close kami.) songs were on the mouth of every grade school kid. We were in the canteen (See, I told you. It's caf now.) to get something to eat. It was on a Saturday. The school was deserted and why were were there instead of on our beds, in front of the TV on a Saturday morning (It's how I spend my Saturdays now. And I should really stop with these side comments.) was because we were cool like that. (No, it was for a play.) 

We were in between the sandwich stand and the fries place and it was really, really cold. Then, he tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around. He had his arm stretched out and he started singing, "So I gave you my jacket for you to hold." And whaddya know, at his arm's end was a jacket. His jacket. 


Feel free to end this post right here because it gets worse.


Then I sang back, "Told me to wear it coz it was cold." Yes, it was more than my 11-year old self can handle and my 19-year old self would probably laugh while snorting. I'm not good with men. Boys. Whatev.

Panalo.
High School Musical should be paying us royalties by the buckload.

1) It pays to read. Especially the bottom side of containers which look like microwave-safe but don't really have the sign that says so. Because if you don't, you don't get to eat dinuguan. Because the container melts and spills the hot dinuguan everywhere inside the microwave. Because the container isn't microwavable. Because I didn't read.

2) Friction is a good thing. It prevents you from slamming into other people. You see, slamming isn't how I normally make impressions. I put on flats that I thought were perfectly fine, heck, the walk from the condo to the SOM building at 7 in the morning was perfect. The sun was up but not in-your-face up, the air was cool and crisp on my skin. But, the moment I entered the building, I started slipping. Some were small, fine, okay. But there was this one that involved me yelping and nearly crashing into a guy whom I did a little "I go left but he goes left; I go right but he also goes right and we go do this supremely awkward hallway thing for the next 5 seconds" with.  

3) You need 8 hours of sleep. The upside of starting classes at 7:30 am every day is probably the nice, cool, mornings. The downside is trying to sleep at 9:00 pm, whenever possible. Thing is, my sembreak body clock involved sleeping at around 1:00 am or whenever it was that I passed out from watching DVDs and TV shows and waking up at 11:00 the next morning. And strapping yourself to the bed when you really want to spend the wee hours of the morning with your roommates during the relatively free first week of school is very, very difficult. Parang you're missing out on all the late night DVD watching, "What are we going to do now?"-ing, staring, eating at 7-11ing fun.

4) Books come with titles and authors. Failure to get the title of the book that you need to get your homework done means that you have to climb 3 flights of slippery stairs and slip on your slippery flats.

5) Forget your things and they get lost. Yep, like my phone (in a trike), my Marketing syllabus, and my planner (in my marketing classroom). ZOMG. I hope this isn't a sign of things to come! *crosses fingers* It is a sign, however, of a possible attention deficit disorder.

What great first couple of days. Gossip Girl tomorrow!:)