I'm on a High!

gusto ko lang mairita for a sec! at lahat ng dugo ko pumupunta sa utak ko. the nerve. no kidding, pre. no wonder nairita siya sayo. gusto kong magwala pero i want to be as civilized as possible. i just want to let this AWT!

naman. gusto ko lang magblog. pero wala naman akong gustong sabihin. wala. wala. wala. wala. wala. wala. wala. wala naman talaga. wala. inaantok ako. sana natutulog na lang ako. pero eto ako nagtatype. weirdo. pero kapag natulog naman ako. may maiisip akong pwedeng iblog. pero kapag di ako natulog. aantukin lang ako lalo. e kung matulog na lang kaya ako? try ko.

First and the most important question. What is IT? Is "IT" a thing? a person? a group of person? an animal? a structure? a course? an assignment? I think people around me knew about this. But, I just defer facts, observations, hypotheses and everything. It must have been the weirdest part of my life as of this moment. Still, I got some clueless. To make it more complicated, I really do not know how. Or why? Why do I have to do this? Why not do this? I don't think I could. Or I am not capable of doing so. I aint Iron Man. Spidey. Or what. Why putting? Naaah. I just saw them. hahahaha. To make everything shuffled. Disarrayed. When it is over. Definitely, life is different. Definitely, life is A LOT different. Definitely, I'm gonna miss everything. Definitely, life would be less complicated. Definitely, I could breathe more comfortably. Definitely, I could not write more. But, definitely, I won't be happy as I was. Honestly, life would be different. Life would be les...

I am actually thinking of re-doing everything. I mean for this blog. (or multi) Whatever is appropriate. Glimpse? On a High? What could be next? I actually think my theme is quite cool. (At least, for myself) But, I felt this is not really what I want. Maybe, something must take over. I don't know. Maybe, the right idea comes at the right time. I guess this is not now.

Woah. The first week of the term has just finished. The second week is just saying hello. But, the stress level it is imposing is really magnitude at its highest. It's kinda weirdo. I have been through a lot these days. I mean, the so-called vacation is included. There were lots of "gimik" stuffs. Though, there were less party party. But, there was a contest. I made questions for a quiz show. My lappytoppy was doomed. I bought another. Then, I am using it. Lots of letters. For spons. For schs, colls and univs. For judges. For almost everyone. I emailed lotsa people. When I say lots, I mean LOTS! Even though the term has not started, I am already stressed. I don't regret that I take this responsibility. I don't. I actually like this. I am inspired. For I know, after all of this, I have proved something. But I guess, there is more to this, or should I say these. From all of these hardships, there is something. Beyond happiness. Fulfillment. Approval. Or manly desire...

i know i don't have the luxury of time to post much, so i'll make this quick and brief as possible. ok. done. haha. kidding. it started by texting them on the morning. i went to school to do some stuffs for org. it took me so long. and after that, poof! the fun is about to start. i went to sm ned to buy nb for school. then to gc to moa. predators. then usher live! tadaaaaaaaaa. fun fun fun. 

I have written statements and I decided to delete them all. It's actually what I have been doing when I write my journals and reflections for the last minute. I have written 4 expectations to the course, 4 mid-term assessments, 4 final assessment and 5 reflections for quizzes in one week. I wonder how they seem to be alike. This term is officially over. This year is officially done. My third year in MIT has come to an end. It is not a blast as last term. But, it is as special as all the terms I learn, enjoy and become stressed. I may seem foolish but what matters to me is what I have learned - not just the lessons on the book but most especially the lessons the life is teaching me from every circumstance. First, I am very happy that I passed every subject in my load. It was not difficult but it gave me some nerves. Second, I am upset and disappointed that I am not a scholar, either half or full. Again, as I have said from almost all of the journals, scholarship is not about the p...

----------- Life is fair. Totoo iyan. But the word fair is relative. Depende sa tao kung paano ang fair sa kanya. Sa iba, ang fair ay parehas as in pantay. Equal in other terms. Sa iba, quits quits ang laban. Tipong 3 - 3 ang score. Kahit gaano kahirap mo nakuha o kadali ang score na iyon, it won't matter. May mga bagay na itinatago. Para walang masaktan. May mga bagay na kailangang ipang-front para wala nang mahabang usapan. Maraming ganito sa buhay ng tao. Imposible na walang ganito. Imposible. October 10, 2009. 3:30 PM. Prince's on his bed. Just woke up. He called someone. You know who. She's internet-ing. Catching up with the three days of enjoying. Uploading photos. Prince: Best, ready ka na? Abby: Saan? Prince: Basta. Just be ready at 6. Susunduin kita ha. Abby: Ok. Tell me the details na lang. Prince: Sure. Parang wala naman sa plano ni Prince ito. Ni wala ata sa balak niya na umalis ngayon o pati mamaya. Maybe, there is an enough reason for him to change his ...

grabe. this is a sign of annoyance. naiinis ako. sabi ko nga sa twitter 'multi-annoyed' di ko naman kayang sabihin in literal words kaya in my own language. super dami ng components ng annoyance ko. 1. lost chance - things come once in a while and it would come again in a long time. i got three chances. i lost 2. now, i am down with the last for this season. then, i think i screwed it out. 2. well canned goods. ehem. seems to be lethargic. (sarcasm here) wow. keep pressin. it will be lost soooooooooooooooooooon. haha. 3. epal - straightforward-ly epal. such a word. it is you. you. you. you and you. i was supposed to make things in order then you ambiguate EVERYTHING. etong sayo! 4. asaness! there are just 'people' na pa-aasa in our terms. basta. pwede rin sa epal. pero ibang level to. haha 5. kulilitz - ha! 6. SP's - errrrr. so much. stealing machines! most are human beings. some are inanimate. some are groups of peeps. whatever. if there's any way that you have...

hahaha. at natawa talaga ako sa naisip kong title. hahaha. well. ganito yun. share lang. weirdo kasi ng panaginip ko kagabi. super. action-filled. may konting ewan. kewl. basta. first part. location: somewhere mukhang mall. may escalator. medyo rugged yung place. seems to be an end of something. doomsday ata. time: medyo hapon. turning gabi na ata. eto na ang kwento may girl. kilala ko. kilalang kilala ko. i know her name. i know how she looks like. basta. kilala ko siya. feelings? yeah. oo. meron. hmmmm. at sa mga nakakaalam ng kwento. sharap na lang. :D back to the kwento. medyo maraming tao don. di ko kilala. o di ko inintindi. we're going somewhere. di ko alam. basta. noong una, medyo mabilis kami. we're running ata. tapos i held her hand. mahigpit. yung tipong hawak mo kapag ayaw mong pakawalan. weird. tapos escalator na. then i ask something. di mo matandaan yung exact words. pero parang may ganito. "what if may sabihin ako sa'yo ngayon. do you think, may mag bab...

bastos rin yung idea no. lumalabas na lang sila kapag matutulog ka na at mas masaklap kapag marami kang ginagawa. (karugtong ata ito ng inglisan kagabi. pero tagalog na ata ngayon.) ito ang nararanasan ko. pagkatapos kong isulat ang mga nararapat gawin. saka naman pinukaw ang aking damdamin. basta. na-realize ko na lang na di na muna dapat ineentertain ang pakiramdam na ito.

multiply is my venue of showing emotions. it's been a tiring term, a quarter. that's a jargon. this term actually is very mentally exhausting. (the term has not concluded yet. but i am looking forward for a proper ending.) it's not what i felt on my PE classes. it's more of a stuff sucking all your nerve cells. whew. tiring. mind boggling. nerve cracking. whatever you want to call it. it's all in this term. synthesis. it was more of summarizing to me before. until this term, when it had a different meaning. handache (if there is). continuous highlighting. reading what you have highlighted. over and over again. 'til i summarized it to a considerate number of pages. dream house. it was a dream. until you concretize it on paper. it's a disaster. your dream house was elegant, techie and extravagant. it would turn into a simple crap. whew. exam. it was the best thing where you can exhibit what you learn and know. that's what i perceive when i hear exam. but, ...

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i don't have the luxury of time doing this. but, there is an unusual feeling in my heart that makes me do this. i have a quiz on water supply tomorrow. the though of it is killing me. haha. or to make it subtler just the coverage of the quiz. whatever. and, i have not reviewed anything. moving on. . . new set-up. new environment for me. my "workplace" is somewhat different. it was "evicted" on my room. now, it's near the terrace. haha. for two things, (1) lighting. it has better lighting. (2) LIGHTING! well, at least, something is different. i feel i grow. i become mature. even it's just a thought. idea. whatever you call it. i guess, this is part of what you call nostalgic experience before you say goodbye to your old self. i mean things change. and it is inevitable. what happened on the last year. what you have accomplished. what you missed. what you regret. or kindalikes. i know. this post has no ending or whereabouts. weird but usual. whatever happen...

It is just something I felt. Unknown. Strange. Unusual. Name it. I can't hardly describe what I am feeling right now. Weird. Maybe it was because of the weather. Cold. Gloomy. Whatever. I would like to describe the set-up. Sitting in my bed. In my room. Lights on. Fan's on. Notebook's on. TV's on. Tuned to AI. Got earphones on my ear. Head lying on the metal. Knees stretched. Protected by the cloth from coldness. Eyes staring at Structural and Hydraulics books. BEFORE I DECIDED TO LET MY FINGERS DO THE TALKING. Bless the Broken Road's my background. I got emotional. Actually, still I am. I really have NO IDEA why this is happening. Love? I don't think so. Money? Definitely no, either! Family? Not a problem now. Careerwise? Maybe. Or is it about the first thing poofed on my mind [and fingers]? Possibly, both? Repeat One. Shuffle's ON. Weird combination. But, it's the way I play my songs. Maybe, I can "psychoanalyze" myself. MAYBE, I am p...

-----------  Hindi ko alam kung paano sisimulan. Hindi ko rin alam kung paano tatapusin. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit nagkaganito. Hindi ko rin alam ang lahat ng dahilan kung bakit nangyayari ang lahat ng ito.  Mali! It was not my line or narration. Kay Prince yun. Nag-monologue siya. Hindi ko alam kung kailan o kung paano. I just hear it. Hindi ko alam. Nakikipaglaro ako with my playmates. Hindi naman siguro masama iyon. Unti-unti nang nare-reveal ang aking pagkatao.  Back to Batangas. October 9. 10:30 PM. Tapos na silang kumain. Tapos na rin silang mag-ayos ng mga gamit. Maglinis. At magligpit. Hindi man naubos ang ihaw-ihaw. Pati na rin ang manok na binili nila Abby. Pero parang planado naman ang lahat. Tinabi nila ito. Hindi sa fridge. Sa la mesa lang. At mukhang alam ko na ang balak nila.  Naglatag si Lara ng towel sa buhangin para makaupo siya. The others are just sitting on a trunk or sa sand na mismo. May bonfire sa gitna. Angkewl ng set-up. May pagkaromantic. May pagkaspooky r...