stream of unconciousness

3:30 pm, havn’t had lunch yet, still a little cotton-mouthed from last night, and just spent the last 4 hours watching "undeclared" from my brother’s stash of obscure-sit-coms-of-the-past, while guzzling down yesterday’s leftover bottle of (lukewarm)coke.  Isn’t sembreak the life?!?!

"Undeclared" came highly recommended by a friend of mine.  It was only out for a season, then got cancelled - my friend says it was just bad timing, 911 was still fresh when it went out, so i guess that totally ate up their ratings.  Sayang.

Basically, it’s about a group of friends in their freshman year in college, and their life as dormers…  WATAFUCKINCOOLCONCEPT!!!!  The reason my friend was so excited was because he was a dormer too (3 years ahead), he said i’d totally get it.  And i did!!!  From the first day - meeting your dormates, up to them breaking up with the girfriends they left at home, to setting up ‘casual’ ‘tambay sessions’ with the hotties from the girl’s dorm without trying to make it look too obvious.  DAM!  Pasok!  Anyway, it was definitelly worth 4 hours of my life.  You all should watch it.

What they DID miss out on though was the nightly battle of wills during dinner time.  Believe me, there’s nothing harder than to get 8 lazy, enboxered dormers out of bed to put some clothes on for the trek through campus to get to the restaurants in katipunan.  Usually, the hungriest ends up literally dragging the rest out of bed, or handing them their towels and bath ‘buckets’ to jumpstart them into activity.  Why don’t they just eat on their own you ask?  Well, that’d just be bad dorm etiquette.  The simpler reason though, it’s just more fun that way!  Sigh, good times, good times. Ehem, scuze me, um, think i got something in my eye…

Okay, enough remeniscing, i havta get something productive done…yah, i think lunch is sounding good right about now…(the funk soul brotha, check it out now)

it’s over!!!!  ka namit!  kalami!  ansarap!  …delicious!  hahahha

After getting to school before 7am to beat coding yesterday, i had to wait another 11 hours for my date with sir labits.  all of this would have been fine, had i SLEPT THE NIGHT BEFORE.

well, i guess this is just a testament to my slackerhood.  i studied 5 days for that exam, and yet i still managed to leave just enough uncovered material to save for the night before to deprive me of sleep.  not that i COULD sleep even if i tried though.  i remember looking at the clock at around 5 am. and i telling myself i should atleast get an hours worth of rest…

while i was lying down though, all the information i had shoved in to my brain the days before suddenly started dancing around and having a party in the relm of my thoughts, confusing  my brain into: "AUTO-TEST MODE."  hahahah  ever had that??  when you know you know something (like an enumeration of the different classifications of property), but you suddenly have the undying urge to TEST yourself on it?  GOD!  that’s the worst!  needless to say i didn’t get that much sleep, ZERO to be exact, i was just about to doze off, when i realized it was already 6 am…bummer

when i got to school, i was the first person parked in the student area (first student in school, HOLLA!). i got weird looks from the security guard "what a loser" he must be have thought, going to school in his dust-graffitied car at 7am during the break.   i got a stick of winston in my system (that sounded wrong) before len - fellow property warrior for the day, arrived.  i was happy to see len, but the smile on my face was because len was part of WINLAW, who had an orgroom room in the college with huge couches i could rest my bones on.

i got around 30 minutes of sleep on their couch, it was suppose to be an hour, had len REMEMBERED that i modified my request from a 30 minute to a 1 hour wakeup call.  by that time, sharry and miles were in the room narin. 

Have you ever had 3 concerned females wake you up to finish studying?  NO SNOOZE BUTTON THERE.  worse than my mom i swear, atleast with my mom i could reason with a little and sneak an extra minute or two of shuteye, with these guys, it’s like the hunchback’s incessant ringing of the bells of notre dame.  "al!  gising na!" "al aral kana!"  "huy al  10 na"  "al !" "bahala ka al!" "ikaw nag pa gising ha!" heheheh 

(i totally appreciated it though, dont get me wrong.  so thanks sharry miles and len.)

and so the day unfolded as it did.  and cesar passed by around 2 hourse before i was to go in, to wish us all luck.  the hour of wait before the exam was the worse.  i swear to god i’ve never been in that much pain.  it was like what cesar said that day:  the anticipation of death is worse than the death itself.  SERIOUSLY it was the worse wait for MY LIFE.  WORSE than when i got myself tested for aids after i slept with that transvestite hooker in Bali! just kidding hehehe.  never even been to Bali

and, so there it went.  just like they said it would be.  sir went easy on me.  most, of the time.

hehehe,  the "you passed" after the conversation and sometimes embarassingly boneheaded answers to perfectly valid questions….was SWEEEEEEEET RELEASE.  i wanted to do the asereje in sir’s office, but like what my blockmate anna said in her blog, i had to get my ilonggo heini outathat room before he changed his mind.

the night, after dinner and a couple of beers with fellow warriors-of-the-day and supportive blockmates and their purrty cousins(kalin!  Sta?), i remember lying in my bed, just before dozing off thinking, so this is how it ends,  the epic 2 week agony that was finals.  these really our the days of my life…

psyche!!!!!  hahaha watafaaag!!!!!  sensitive shiat,  i was like, I’M THE MAN!!  you got punk’d - 2nd year first sem!!  i’m awesome!!!  hehehe  can’t wait to get my drink on for the next 2 weeks!!! so friends out there, you know who to call when you need a weekday drinking buddy.

everybody enjoy the beak!

last two tests!!  i’d like to say it’s all downhill from here, but sadly the "test of tests" still stands in the way.

our finals for property is oral.  it’s one of those things you’ve heard stories about, looked up, but don’t exactly know how to prepare for. 

if property could be likened to one big tidal wave: start of the sem would be an innocently mild rumbling below sea level (seaquake), midsem it gains momentum at about the time ownership is discussed, and days before orals…that’d be about the time you’d see people running for the hills in their boxers at 5:30 am in the morning.

sigh, i hope we all do ok. 

funny story: before a test, a group of people in class would always make it a point to ask st. jude to intercede in their prayers.  i was part of this silent circle this morning, it was only today that i realized what he was the patron saint of….lost causes.  hahahaha nice one guys, way to give ourselves that extra confidence boost before a big test.

i think it helped though. as badly as that torts test violated me, i kindv expected worse. 

prayer…the ultimate lubricant

3 down 3 to go, just half way to the end of the hell that is finals.

i’m spent.  i feel like the fat kid in matilda; the one ms. trunchbull made to eat the gargantuan slice of chocolate cake in front of the school, only to find out he had to eat the entire cake.

insurance, so far was, the toughest test for me; finding out i failed the midterm and missed the passing grade by a horse’s schlong didn’t exacly boost my confidence either.  be kind sir, be kind.

times like these you wonder what other people are doing with their time.  i just realized, it’s been a little over a month since i’ve seen my non-school buddies to shoot the breeze with over an alchoholic beverage (no thanks to INSURANCE’s saturday spankings). 

i think there should be a statute AGAINST 6-DAY SCHOOL WEEKS.  the state should recognize the indispensible function of socializing outside the classroom to nation building.  what the hell are they trying to do to us??  it’s bad enough we’re tagged as nerdy, ambitious, wannabe achievers by society, now they don’t give us the opportunity to disprove the presumption by denying us the time to meet new people!  it’s criminal.  and i’m not just saying this to fill my blog, i really feel this is a valid issue.

this is nobody’s fault of course.  i’m sure there’s a perfectly good explanation for this phenomenon, teachers’ schedules being the most valid.  BUT…if the law were to use its police power, i’m sure only a minor schedule shift would occur, since not that many students HAVE 6 day school weeks.

anyway, just a thought.  back to studying for me.  can’t wait for the break…i can almost taste the fruit loops, while watching a dvd in an ariconditioned room when it’s raining outside, after waking up at 2 pm after drinking the night before, and  only worrying about whether there are enough actual nutrients in cereal to consider it a meal….

sigh, until that day my friends…

and for those of you who can do it now (cue music)…by gosh do it, hold on to it, and never let it go… coz when its gone, all that’d remain would be a memory (cue lights), a memory of the heaven that was… BUMMING AROUND (bow)  (draw curtain)

one exam down 5 to go.

       i be damnned to ell ifa felld dat tist.  i not seyin i esstit, i just sure i dun deserv tu fell.

on to more interesting things….

news for the week is aparrently friendster’s practical joke of displaying the people who’s viewed your page.  the best part of course is telling people about it, and the subsequent gasp, look of disbelief and sudden urge to verify (mad dash to the nearest cafe).  …then ofcourse the question:  when did this start?!?

it’s ok if you ask me.  nothing like seeing people actually take a couple of seconds of their lives to see what’s up with you to give the ego a hearty boost.  maybe my life isn’t as uninteresting afterall…

what’d really be scary is if they put down FREQUENCY.  visiting a page is fine, but doing it every other day, now that’s grounds for distierro.  how sad…

i shall shut up now, lest i sound like the hypocritical first-stone-thrower of the village…

shoutout to mah boi domeng disini !!!!!  helluva test playa! …helluva test

exam week next week!

this is about the time i start kicking myself for not studying ‘this hard’ throughout the sem.  surprisingly though, wala pa, maybe tomorrow.

any of you guys ever  been there? 

whenever i sit down and think about it, i always wind up rationalizing my sloth.  i always come to the conclusion that i just wouldn’t be me if this wasn’t the situation i was in (having to make up for the sem that is). 

You think there are just some things you can’t change no matter how hard you try? 

it might sound depressing, but it kind of gives me hope. the fact that there are just some things that are meant to happen, or persons we are just meant to be - gives me hope that there IS some higher power with a plan.

I figger it’s like us being pieces on a chessboard.  bishops only move diagonal, pawns one box forward at a time (and eat diagonal), rooks only in straight lines…  in the same way i think lahat tayo may sariling diskarte.  inequity?  nah, i don’t think so, all the pieces have an opportunity to mate the other king (that sounded queer), it’s just HOW they make use of how they move that determines their success. 

Everybody can’t be the queen- who moves any way she wants and can pass as many squares as physics may allow.  But who would WANT to be a queen?  think about it, what does your opponent gun for the most?  The queen!  What are you most afraid of letting out too early in the game coz she’ll become a target?  The queen!  my point is, be careful what you wish for, because being the queen  isn’t always be the most comfortable position to be in.

(I’d personally like to be the horse (knight, whatever).  talk about cool, the mofo can JUMP OVER pieces, come out of nowhere and capture an unsuspecting piece, plus its the least predictable.  so cool tsongparetoldude….yah, the pawn has the most potential, since it can be queened, but the game’d be almost over by then, where’s the fun in that??… a lot like buying a porche when you’re 80)

ofcourse, there’s always the ‘our shortcomings are there to keep us dynamic and continuously progressing’ apprpoach….

anyway,

Back to exam week, wish me luck, i’ll need it.  nothing incredibly new for me though, i’ve been in similar positions throughout my life…. 

i’m hoping one day i’ll thank God i’ve had so much experience in cramming.  it might end up saving the world.  like maybe i’ll be kidnapped by crazy aliens who deny me sleep for three days, while keeping me in their laser-barred dungeon.  Where i escape just in time to witness the Alien Leader disposing of his encoded password to abort the "earth-bomb’ in a trashcan.  Which i pick up and sleepily decipher just in time to save the world from annihilation.  Then i’ll be king of the world, and laker girls will be chanting ‘he’s the king!  he’s the king!’ while i’m slowly beamed down by the alien ship, and the foo fighters’ "hero"’d be playing in the background…

sigh….until that day…i shall keep fighting the good fight, and i guess NOT give up trying to change my study habits (maybe the only way i can maintain who i am would be to keep trying to change)

….maybe next sem will be better…

(i’m not making sense i know, but thanks for reading anyway)