Discipline

The next post will be in another four weeks, I guess.

I am both frantic and anxious at what Friday may bring. I haven't sat a total of seven hours a day for just one subject. I don't know if this summer class will be a good thing or not, but what I do know is there is no turning back. I just pray that all will be well with Bio because I don't want to suddenly blurt out "I should've chosen trumpets instead."

When I was choosing which subject to take this summer, I immediately thought of the hardest one because logically if you zoom in and isolate X from a group of variables you'd be focused on solving for X. And then the rest of the variables will be focused on a little later on. That was exactly what I did. I chose Bio over Math, over Chem, over Physics, over my top priority for the summer: Trumpets. :)) [maybe next year? Haha.]

Bio entails a lot of effort and time. And focusing on it is what I need. I am claiming that I will never be distracted by things such as multiply, stepmania (which btw is very addictive and fun), my nintendo ds (Haha, I will only get distracted by this if someone buys me a new cartridge :D), dancefreaks/dancemaniax (and people who influence me to go dancefreaking haha), ym and the comforts of being a sloth.

And on another note, after months of quiet, uncomplaining waiting, they announced my discipler. Yipee. Kuya Benjie Gonzales (Pisay 03).

On another note, my room is at its messiest condition since McDonald's was created. I will have to clean it sooner than summer classes start lest I will be the Marcel Duchamp of our generation.

On yet another note, TACO BELL is the best evah!!! =))

Lampayatot

Because I seldom talk about food but Taco Bell, here are non-Taco Bell eat-outs.

Here, I experience Italy.

Yesterday, I went to Ongpin. I really missed Eng Bee Tin, but even there, I never had the chance to buy hopia. Instead, I bought lasagna. Italian food in Chinatown. MMMMMMMMMM.

Last night, I ate out. At gateway. BUT NOT AT TACO BELL!!! It was very tempting: seeing Taco Bell but not eating there. I passed BOTH Taco Bells. But because a former classmate of mine was paying for our dinner, I had to eat at the very surprising Pizza Hut (his choice). Surprising because I had been assuming all the while that we were going to eat at some fine-dining resto considering that he worked at the congress. :)) Anyhow, waiting at Taco Bell for the other person whom I ate out with (there were three of us) was the hardest temptation I ever faced. It was really tempting to smell Taco Bell food but not being able to eat. It was really tempting (and detestable) to see the scrumptious Mexican food and the yellow wrappings but just be able to see them. And to top these all off, my tummy was grumbling already for we had to wait a million decades before the other guy arrived.

While waiting, the congress-person talked about the rice shortage issue the country is facing. And he told me, that there really is no shortage; we aren't endangered for the current rice produce. He told me that it has been publicized so so that the government officials will be given money (budget for the rice shortage will be given to them so they had to announce the nonexistent shortage). He told me that the government officials will be getting commission from the money tendered for the rice thing. It really is sad that the people's money go to the "government." Tsktsktsk, I don't know if he was making it all up or if it was the truth that he was saying. But what I do know is it was bad. Grrrr, but I was hungry then so I had to think about food much more than I had to about the government.

I was partly hoping that we were gonna eat at Taco Bell because we waited there. But no, for some reason, we switched fastfoods and landed on Pizza Hut. Hahaha, I really hate it when people invite me for dinner because I cannot decide which food to eat.

But I never regretted the congress-person's choice. Because the best part was it was a free dinner. :)) Italian food again, but who cares. I had the shrimp pasta thing (I didn't care what it was called as I was so hungry). And the dessert was heaven. It was called "I-dunno-again-but-who-cares-it-tasted-good." I binged on caramelized ice cream with banana and some cake toppings. And I consumed 90% of the dessert and the rest was consumed by the other two. Hahahahahaha, what's better than a free dinner??

NOTHING. :)) kidding. By the end of summer, I will have gained at least ten kilos. :)) Hopefully.

Horton is the best Seuss ever (no spoilers)

Today, the PubLit Team of my org went to Trinoma to have funfunfun.

Kuya Kito suggested that we watch Horton hears a who, although he had watched it already. After watching, we realized why he didn't care, while choosing which movie to watch, that he had watched it already. That's how great the movie is.

When I watched it, I somehow related the elephant to Jesus Christ. I can't really talk that much because I really recommend the movie. Promise. If I were to rate it like the ratings at the back of books, I'd say "Awesome" or even "Incredible" or "The best ever" :))

Waah. I can't say much. Point is, when you watch it, think about the Christian pov. And you'll get what I mean.

Horton hears a who is the deepest animated film I've ever seen. It isn't just for kids.

WATCH IT. I've never received any negative comments about it from people who watched it.

Mukha ba akong bayaran?

Today, I spent at least 5000 on miscellaneous, unnecessary stuff.

To celebrate my Math53 grade (woohoo!), I spent a lot. :))
Andrew invited me to go with him to Trinoma as he wanted to buy a gift for someone whose name I must not disclose for surprise's sake. When I got there, I told him I wanted to buy a leather case for my iPod. So I bought one for a thousand bucks, and I also bought a DS cartridge worth 2500, SUPER MARIO BROS. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Love love love mario.
Because we passed by a CD store, I also bought Herbie Hancock's Grammy award winner for best album of the year: River: the joni letters.

I love the album, really Grammy-worthy.

On my way home, I took the mrt and got off at Cubao. As I was crossing the bridge from Farmer's to Gateway, there was this guy, a thirtysomething big man, who asked me what time it was. Then I told him, 3:20 po. Then he asked me if I was going to Padi's Point (at Araneta Coliseum), I said NO! (I was caught off-guard by his question and so my adrenaline got to my nerves).

Then he asked if I could go with him:

big guy: Pwede mo ba akong samahan? Babayaran kita.

NO!

I told him in an in-your-face tone. Then ran as fast as I could without turning back.

What the hell? Who would've thought that the big guy was gay? EEEEEEEEEEEEEW, to think that he looked very masculine. He didn't cross-dress nor did he show any signs of being effeminate.

When I thought about it, nainsulto ako. Mukha ba akong callboy na bayaran? :(

101st post: One hundred one

At last, my first year in college is over. It ended today, when my adrenaline was at its maximum, as my English professor said, "Pass your papers."

My last day as a freshman was quite boring. It started out with me not finishing a round of Sushi Go Round, then later on finding out I was stuck in the slowest Katipunan jeepney ever. What made me restless was the fact that I was running a bit late for this last exam and the jeepney turned right at Romvlo. A signboard flashed to me the one-way scheme effective today. Thank God I arrived on time and finished the exam.

Praise God.

Oh yeah, I can feel the summer heat already

Summer's very near for me. It's just an exam away. What made me decide not to take the Bio11 exam was the fact that the lab part's included. All the while I had wanted to take the exam (in the hopes of getting a higher grade), I thought that only the lec part was included since the final exam is written. But no! I also realized that my grades are non-summa standing anymore, which means that I won't be graduating summa cum laude unless some miracle happens and I get a 1.0x come every sem. But who cares? When you're force-fed every day with bio and chem and add a little math memorization, you wouldn't care much about your grades. You'd just want to get away from them all.

Although part of me wants to go back in time so I could take the Chem exam (takers had shown positive feedback), I still am grateful that my summer is nearly over. And I don't have to study for the exam (an English exam isn't study-worthy!). I'm done with my essay for English! So yehey for me, because I can spend an entire day doing nothing very scholastic. Hahaha.

I really can feel the summer heat!! Although I'm sure it won't last more than two weeks because by then I would be thinking about Bio again. :)) But what's important is NOW. And NOW, I have nothing to do. WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOO!!

I need to have this

I am a fan of Jon Mclaughlin (I got this image from http://www.trappedinhell.com).

So, if you were wondering why I made it this long, it was because of him. :))

I am a big fan of Jon McLaughlin. Ever since I heard him sing and play the piano, I had wanted to be like him, a great singer-songwriter-pianist. Oh and btw, he was the one who sang "So Close" in Enchanted, which put him on Oscar's.

Now, I am taking the step a little closer, by starting with the HAIR. :))
You see, his hair and mine have a great similarity: the curls, the length. Only his is trimmed well, and browner.

So, if I ever get the chance to have my hair done, it should look something like this.

Google Jon Mclaughlin to learn more about him, and to see lots of pictures of his hair.

laughtrip with manong pedicabista

I was in the middle of doing my chem 26 results and discussions report (rdr) when I started to crave for Taco Bell (again). So I called them, asking when they will be having a deli service. But, to my dismay, they don't and won't have plans of opening up a deli service. Anyhow, it was about six and I was really craving that I didn't think twice in getting to Gateway and sacrificing my RDR (yeah, I'll be bludgeoning myself again to avoid narcolepsy from getting in) for two grilled stuft beef burritos and one crunchwrap supreme (awww, loooooooove those two)!!!

Taco Bell really should deliver. It distracts me from my school work.

It was raining when I got down the LRT on my way home, and so I decided to pedicab :))

And so, I got into the pedicab, and I was really bothered by my RDR not getting finished yet, told the driver:

ako: GSIS kanan po, pangalawang gate.
siya: saan?
a: GSIS kanan po, pangalawang gate *more slowly*
s: Deretso?
a(nagpipigil tumawa): Kanan po, pangalawang gate.
s: Pang-ilang gate?
a: Pangalawang gate po.

*tatapyasin ko na tenga mo. =)) joooke.

maya-maya, tumigil siya sa pagitan ng first at second gate. sa gate 1.5 na never namang binubuksan, at technically hindi talaga gate kasi di naman makakadaan doon yung mga sasakyan.

tas dumeretso din siya later on, finding out na ongapala, di pa dito.

*tawatawatawatawatawa secretly*

Grabe, dadalhin na talaga kita sa EENT next time.

Truth be told

Here are a few things I may have to accept so that I'll be able to fix them:

I am totally lost in Chem.
In Pisay, I always topped Chem long exams, almost always a 99 percentile rank. Way back then, I always understood what I was taught, even the more trivial ones. That was when I always studied everything. But NOW is heck a lot different. Very different. It just defeats one of the very reasons why I chose MBB over Intarmed (seeing that BS MBB has a lot of Chem in its curriculum). I don't know why, but it seems my procrastination works only for Bio and Math and English. Chem seems to be a lot different, with all its useless schizmidt and all its flabs in point systems. If before it was my favorite Science, out of the three (Bio, chem and physics), now, it has become my worst ever.

I am so disappointed with my grades.
Why can't I just be the GC Ben I used to be? I think it would be a lot easier for me if I were. But the thing is, I am so much distracted with such momentary entertainment tidbits as Mario, the internet, Pinikpikan, Jon McLaughlin, friends, tv, etc. Right now, I should be finishing my formal report in Chem, and yet I'm doing this note-to-self thing. I always am disappointed with my grades, and my resolutions always tell me to do better next sem, but I seem to be going perpendicularly.

The hair stays long.
Dearly beloved fans, I'm sorry if a great number of you voted for the shorter hair. Yeah, the bangs get to my nerves because I get little allergic manifestations along the span of my forehead, but people just love the curls. :)) And besides, I'm trying to be a Jon McLaughlin. :))

I want to be a pianist-singer-songwriter.
When I hear great artists such as Alicia Keys, John Legend, Jon McLaughlin, Norah Jones, and the like, I remember my dream of becoming a pianist and a singer. I just wish that I get time for the thing, like how the Nike surfer woman ambassador does law during the day and surf during her breaks. I really need time management skills. :))

Wake me up.
Wake me up.

I want to read and read and do music and learn the saxophone and the piano and compose songs and worship the Lord through them. Books, CD's, piano, songs, life.

I am a complete failure

Lord, help.

There really is something wrong with my phone

Or is there something wrong with Smart? Or Globe? Or both?

Why do people I send text messages to receive them late? Like fifteen minutes late, or even more? Is it with the signal interferences? In this modernized world, wherein busy lives are influenced by long-distance communication, nobody can't afford to waste precious time in between SMSes. What if your life depended on one text message?? Say you were kidnapped, and you wanted to message an SOS to someone, and you desperately needed help ASAP because the kidnapper would be transferring you elsewhere, you couldn't afford to lose time, right? This one's extreme (but still probable). Anyhow, if you wanted to meet someone, and say you were waiting already for almost an hour, as the person you were waiting for received the message about the meeting place an hour late, it's a grrr, right? I've already tested the networks on their punctualities, like sending an SMS to a nearby friend, and asking him if he received it already seconds after sending. And results say he received it on time. So what does it differ when it comes to longer distances? Yeah, sure: waves do travel faster for shorter distances, but the radios already proved that it's just a matter of seconds.

The point is, why can't they just send it on time? They can do it real-time when it comes to calls, they can also do it in texts.

I envy you who have a crumpler

You who can spare thousands of bucks on richly texturized
and colorfully pleasing fabric
You who can enjoy the compartmentalization and the protection
amid the compactness and the style
You who can dash around and stash around
the lightweight burgundies of drudgery

You who can carry with you The Chumpy, The HooJah,
The Lanyard, The Hee-Goer and The Western Lawn
You who have the opportunity to sway with the wind
without having to bend your backs
You who have the fashion for living eruditely
while simultaneously elegantly

I envy you who have the time and the fortune
to have what you want
and not be punished for doing so later on

Weird struggles

Life has been a little bit depressing and stressful these days (thus the lack of updates). I have never had sleep that lasted for more than 3 hours (half of my usual sleeping length), thanks to the alternating drudgeries of Bio lab plates and long exams. In school, I get quick dozes during Math 53 class, and it sucks because I sit in the middle-front. So whenever my teacher sits down she's directly in front of me. I am utterly ashamed when I bow my head every once in a while. She just goes on with her lectures and drawings, and I gain my consciousness back the moment I see my notes with jagged curves and curly operands. And so goes on my struggles, one of the hardest ones I have ever undertaken. It really is a boo-hoo that the only class I manage to sleep is Math class when it's the only class that I'm in the middle-front. I mean, I could easily sleep during Bio lab because it's the main cause of all my miseries and sleeplessnesses (and I'm not exactly in the middle-front), but no-no, all the phyllotaxy and leaf morphology rubbish keep me awake.

In three words, let me describe college: STRESSFUL AND LONELY. It makes me want to turn back time, during high school when I really had a lot of fun.

PS. I love you. =)) Kidding. PS. My wallet is getting thinner and thinner. :(( I'm broke. Un-broke me. :))

walang kwenta ang heroes vol 2

bano ang plot

hindi isang panaginip

isang panaginip

hindi ko alam
hindi na ata magbabago pa ang desisyon ko
hindi ko na uulitin yung paulit-ulit
hindi na ako nabigyan ng pagkakataon
hindi na kita pahihirapan pa
hindi na kata pahihirapan pa
hindi na tayo magkaibigan
hindi na kita kilala
hindi mo na ako papansinin
hindi ko na ikaw papansinin

marami sila
tatsulok ang pakikitungo mo
isang nakakataas dalawang nakakababa

hindi na kita paiiyakin pa
hindi na kita pangingitiin pa
hindi na kita sasakalin
hindi na kita kakausapin
dededmahin kita
dedma

hanap nang hanap
nariyan lang pala
tingin nang tingin
malapit lang pala

hindi na tapos na
akoy makakahinga

at giginhawa ang buong mundo

WORLD PEACE

I now am decided

...what I will do after college. I will go to Med school, after which I shall go to Doctorate studies. A long time ago, I told my parents that if I couldn't decide which postgrad studies to take, I shall have to take both. Now I am decided, yet I chose to take both.

After countless questions left unanswered and months of dormant thinking, it was only now that I realized, without pondering too much, which postgrad degree to take first. My ultimate goal is to cure lots of people. And in preparation for my medical research I shall have to undergo Medicine first. In med, I will be able to cure patients one at a time, but in PhD, I may be able to cure lots of patients at a time: one time big time! So I will treat med school as a stepping stone to PhDing. Hopefully, through my medschool experience and the rigorous research, the world can be a better place and a lot more disease-free. Ahaha.

Now I know how to answer people asking me why I chose MBB over Intarmed (besides the fact that I hadn't been interviewed). Had I chosen Intarmed, I wouldn't have been able to come across this realization, and I wouldn't have envisioned myself being able to help more people. So yehey, another cause for celebration!!!

Why? O why?

Sleazy sloth, get out!! Walk out the door! Just turn around now, 'cause you're not welcome anymore.

Ben, eto lang sasabihin ko sayo. Kung may gusto ka, di yun pupunta sayo!! Nakakaasar nang wala kang ginagawa. Masyado kang nasisilaw sa mga bagay-bagay na di naman kasingimportante ng kelangan mong gawin. Parang awa mo na, alang-alang sa mga nagpapaaral sayo, galingan mo na.

Yan ang napapala ng taong di nagseseryoso.

2007 hits

Sem

While everyone else read the last book of the HP series, is reading Night and will read The Boy Who Loved Anne Frank (I couldn't think of any other book since Ray2 keeps on blabbering about these books), I on the other hand hasn't read a single novel since summer. The last time I called myself a bookworm was years ago and the last book I've read must have been a million little pieces. And even though Madam Carmelita Ramirez told us to report on novels (ours was The Bamboo Dancers), I relied on the book analysis at the end of the book and on my groupmates, who suggested that I don't waste time in reading the book because all I'd ever need was the book analysis at the end of the book.

SO, while the whole world is reading a lot of novels, I on the contrary am stuck with Campbell and Reece. Yes, the bio-duo who'll be eternally remembered for their lovely take on life and its study. I was able to grab the latest edition (seventh) of the textbook we all call "BIOLOGY" (ahahaha), and I'm confident enough that they'll be no more edition additions for the said book because dearest Campbell is now under a gravestone. Uhuh, 55 chapters of fun and 1231 pages of self-fulfillment!!! not to mention the very high tech Compact Disk (come on!!) included. Ahahaha, how sad and boring. Yes, that's me and my sembreak. Some blockmate of mine told me to read it, and being stupid enough, I agreed.

On another headline, New sarisari store opens at Ben's flat. Hahaha. My "chef" as some of my blockmates call her had the crazy idea of opening a sarisari store here at the condo since our building's sarisaris closed already. My mom, who was gullible
serious enough, bought stuff. I was surprised when I came home and they were stacking the goods already. We had our buena mano just yesternight when some party dude bought junk food.

On another headline, Ben becomes a working student. My dad emphasized that I was a business owner and not employed. There's the sarisari store, and I have this Globe autoload thing. I say whateber. What about my sembreak?? What about my trip to the moon? What about the sand and the starfish and the slimy fish in the sea? What about hanging out? Ahh, that's why I have my dearest chef to watch the store.

PS. The post title comes from the phrase sem break when people have their sems broken and people get to have a break. I am fortunate enough to remove the break from the sembreak.

Someone (except Andrew, who shall be thinking of another thing/s to buy) buy me a Nintendo DS cartridge (preferably SuperMario).

And, Rayray will be planning out my 17th birthday party which will not coincide with the surprise party I'll be getting from another friend. This means that I'll be getting two very well organized parties from two different people at two different times. Thank you in advance. :))

a post that's partly mandatory

My first sem in college has passed already. From the looks of it, I flunked. My goals were mere hopes and dreams that weren't really considered. The color-coded post-its don't really work, as well as the "Times for play" chart, the "study time" chart (which I barely reread), and similar "props" so my mom thought I studied hardly. The whole sem was a cycle of study-eat-sleep-study-take test-pass-eat-study-get awed-stay stuck. Anyway, point is, I flunked.

I have a very grave predicament. Very grave. :))