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Not in class

Good morning space rangers! It is now 1000 Wednesday and I am not, I repeat, I am not in class. Like yay! Like, I was one foot out the door when I realized I didn’t have my keys with me, and then I got to the door again and wow I realized I’ve left my evaluation papers atop the printer. And thus I was late for the bus. Viola!

I’m starting to dislike my macbook’s keyboards. A lot! They are not ergonomic, not sensitive to touch, and keep having syncing errors with the visual interface. I’m always afraid to say this, but for some tasks like crunching words and editing pictures, I find solace in a PC.  Everything else eye candy I go to my Mac. It’s like when you’ve got a hot horny girlfriend everyone other girl is jealous of, but you keep going back to your fat and ugly ex girlfriend just because she knows how to cook, knit and tell you bedtime stories. Word.

Lord I have Sinned

I am finally moving on in sparking back my love for photography. Er, sort of?

New discovery

There was the recommended campusfood.com from Keller, and then there’s the MSchedule.com which I found while “accidentally” snooping on a neighboring computer. Life is sweet.

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The truth hurts for whom it hurts.

Thank you for your recent response to our 2008 Summer Professional Intern Program at Dow Corning.

After carefully reviewing your credentials, we have determined that your qualifications and interests do not closely match the position requirements. Therefore, we are unable to give you further consideration at this time.

We wish you success in obtaining a position that meets your career objectives.

Sincerely,

Americas Human Resources Service Center

Dow Corning Corporation

The email’s now swimming in the trash folder, together with the other junk mails.

Super Size Me

(Ippo)
11.17
I really wanna eat super size macdonald. The documentary made me wanna eat it

(Su)
11:18
they did away with that, didn’t u know? hahaha
hahaha

(ippo)
11:18
it didnt discourage me at all lol

(Su)
11:18
after e documentary

(ippo)
11:18
wtf
seriously

(Su)
11:18
yeah
sorry
u can buy like 3 meals though, it’ll just b e same hahaha

(ippo)
11:19
…thats like a turning point for me, like pointless to go to the usa anymore

(Su)
11:19
….

(ippo)
11:19
i want like big fries
LARGE hamburgers

He was shy and I was fat, apparently…

Wan: I was shy.

Me: Shy your head!

Me: Well I’d still honor you as a friend, even with both extrovert and shy versions.

Wan: Me too.

Wan: But in your case, you were fat and you are now thin, thinner.

Me: ASSHOLE!

Wan: You know what they say, good friends are those who front stab you. They never back stab.

Me: You will be the one kissing my bride at my wedding. IN FRONT of me, nonetheless.

Wan: Being your best man would suffice.

Me: Just stay away from my sister if the day ever comes. Everyone else you can have.

Me: Oh I’m so blogging this.

It’s been a week since I stopped clicking on ignore…

Word, ‘yo.

I suck at life and I know this better than anyone else.

Jumbled rants again

Here’s a little commentary and updates for my life this week:

Apparently I’ve got a post-examination blues, according to a friend. That friend who pointed this out to me for it worse than me. He’s been skipping more classes this week than the rest of the semester combined, hahaha.

Nonetheless, I took time for myself Monday and Tuesday, and ended up having to cramp everything up for Wednesday and Thursday. I am burned out again by Friday night, when everyone else is out having fun.

I worked Wednesday night till 4am Thursday, slept and woke up at 4pm to continue on the assignments and was done by 3am. By 5am I was still having problem sleeping so I figured out, heck I’m going to stay up today and set this biological clock right tomorrow.

On Friday I went for all my classes and did the whole shebangs with project work, and took a nap on 9pm till 2am. Now it’s Saturday 4.30am and I cannot sleep again. My parents called at 11pm and I totally missed the phone call.

To my defense a few cups of espresso and red bulls were involved over the past 3 days. Somehow I got into deeper mess this week than last week, despite having a more relaxed schedule.

I’m expecting myself to carry this pattern through to Tuesday, when the project is due.

*****

If all goes well I will be in Toronto by next week. I’ve come to such an obsessed state that the only concern I have of the trip is, “Hmm, hope I’ll get some time reviewing my classes during the trip.”

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I’m bailing out on Bloglines. Love, not even your new BETA can convince me to stay. I deserve better. I deserve faster subscription browsing. And for that big old sugar daddy google can provide with his reader. Bye for now, bloglines, I wish you well.

Meanwhile, I am getting back on board with coComment, just so I can track my flickr comments better. They’re all over the place! Account still active, check. Extension download, check.

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I have been guilty of watching too much TV episodes. Everything is uber online available now… nbc.com, abc.com, cbs.com, fox.com… the whole shebangs!

Grey’s Anatomy
Private Practice
Big Shots
Cavemen
Chuck
Bionic Woman
Heroes
30 Rock
The Office
Prison Break
Pushing Daisies
Scrubs
Samantha Who?

At this rate I will be wasting a good 12 hours a week watching these episodes. And I don’t even have a TV at home yet! I mean, wow!

Seriously Su, are you that busy? Really? 12 hours? That’s a part time job right there!

*****

Allen got his awesome photography blog set up. Awesome! Like hey, who cares if you don’t have a dedicated blog domain right. Nobody types in URLs nowadays anymore, anyway. Budget, but still quality stuff.

Hmm, been some time since I gave him a call.

*****

I might be getting my new lenses after thanksgiving. Sigh. I really have to learn something fresh or this photography thing is really wearing off me. I just realized how long I’ve stopped educating myself and how much I haven’t yet know.

*****

Cipta’s buying my old iPod for $50, I think. Bye to you to, Blackie, my love. I started out wanting to return you 2 years ago and keep the money, but hey, we’ve come a long way and I cannot thank you enough for the laughters and the joy.

On another note, I’ve just noticed my old skullhead’s superior sound quality over normal earphones. I’m putting them back on, despite all the molds and the sharp corner to the ears.

*****

I haven’t bought my Orlando ticket and the clock keeps on ticking.

*****

I hope nobody’s bailing out on the project on the last minute now that we’ve got most of the planning set.

*****

I haven’t exercised in 3 weeks and I feel like a blob of jelly. Well at least there’s still the occasional scooter rides, but they don’t count. I need to dedicate some time on real man sweating. Does anyone care? Never mind.

*****

I am probably going to sleep at 6am. May or may not be able to catch that UM Vs. OSU game. Sigh.

*****

I’ve stop caring if I’ve left a finger print mark on Pamela at all. She’s waaay filthy now. Yeah do your thing, filthy girl! I love ma’ Mac dirty!

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I text-ed Di this afternoon asking her when’d be a good time to call her if I wanna have a chat. Her reply was something like “Call me now, call me anytime, hey hey are you alright?” Either I have to be really honored she put me on such priority or my depressed persona is really taking a solid shape. I asked her if I was supposed to sound suicidal or something. But I fell asleep before I got the chance to call anyway.

Man, I miss my girls! I’m coming next summer! WHOOO!

*****

I’ve been downloading soundtracks from 流星花园. 你要的爱，情非得意。。。 I know, go figure.

I still haven’t been able to get my hands on the complete new Jay album. Baidu is so exhausting to work with!

*****

I should really stop giving human characteristics to my belongings and make more real friends, buahahaha.

Comfortable – John Mayer

via FinickyFeline

I just remembered that time at the market
snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart
And rode down aisle five
you looked behind you and smile back at me
crashed into a rack full of magazines
they asked us if we could leave.

Can’t remember what went wrong last September
though i’m sure you’d remind me, if you had to

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in

I sleep with this new girl I’m still getting used to
My friends all approve, say “she’s gonna be good for you.”
They throw me high fives.
She says the Bible is all that she reads.
and prefers that I not use profanity
Your mouth was so dirty
Life of the party,
And she swears that she’s artsy,
But you could distinguish Miles from Coltrane
Our love was comfortable and so broken in.

She’s perfect
So flawless,
Or so they say.
Hey and
Say, Heyyyyy.

She thinks I can’t see the smile that she’s fakin’
Poses for pictures that aren’t being taken.
I loved you
grey sweat pants
No make up
So perfect
Our love was comfortable and so broken in.

She’s perfect
So flawless
I’m not impressed
I want you back

OK. Stop for a moment. No… I am not posting that song because I am still missing Sephia and god oh god please help me because it has been years since that horrible break up. Not, OK.

I just got to know this song and my, John Mayer, seriously? You came up with this song from your own experience? Dude, either he poached song ideas from MY love life or we’re all so boring that we have the same things happening with our romance. But anyways, I love this song and my oh my it hits the spot to the minor details!

Just look at the bold fonts. I broke up with Sephia on a September. We used to fool around in supermarkets, and they involved shopping carts on more than one occasion hurhur. She’s religious and she’d get mad if she heard me swear. And she wears sweat pants.

You know what John Mayer, on another lifetime we could have been brothers. Just maybe. =]

I’ll be gone when you’ve found time

Is it not enough? Can you taste enough?

The short version is that I worked my ass off and gulped down more caffeine than the body needs, sleeps little during night-time and had power naps during the day, ate junk Panda Express or a whole week just to shave off some minutes, the likes. And what do I have to show for it? I got 90s for all of my midterm papers last week! Is it not enough? Can you taste the enough? Arg SIOOMA!

Anyhoo… Feeling a little burned out the last few days. Why not rest? Because I can’t afford to. There’s homeworks and projects and future quizzes and exams to study for. It’s not even halfway yet. There’s more points I can lose here than the ones I have earned in the past. Oh my God what have I become? I’m conforming back to the GPA machine that I was 6 years ago! It’s a terrible transformation, but looking at the score spreasheet just make me jump up in excitement. I can almost taste page one! Well I’m on the top of page 2 (out of 2 pages), which make me somewhere below average, but despair I do not! I can almost taste page one. I am climbing my way back up. I am burned out, I am unhealthy and I am not having any social fun, but I will be on page 1. Yes, I will.

(OK this post sounds a tad creepy. I am scaring myself. *shivers*)

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Just an update

I’ve got 3 midterms coming up but I haven’t any clue in class. I’m stressed out and as always I’m nasty over the phone with my parents. I’m such a bad son, so yeah don’t bother trying to lecture me, because I already feel a helluva guilty…

There’s just not much else to write in this blog nowadays, is there? I mean, the little things I want to pen down here is either already said and done and everyone’s sick and tired of listening, or they are too embarrassing to risk any judgment from people, or its going to make me public enemy number one. Because seriously there’s so many things and people I want to complain about, its not funny anymore!

I really need another avenue to vent my fumes. Maybe a private blog might work. Or not.

FRM!

Argh!

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