Realizations sucks. Well, not always, but they still sometimes do.

I've come to realize that my hair: will never ever look like that of the shampoo commercial models. Good thing I'm past the acceptance stage. I'm aiming for curls now. :D

I've come to realize that my heart: will never ever be whole; not when it's owned by a harem of men, fiction and non-fiction alike.

I've come to realize that my job: must either be at Google Company or Microsoft.

I've come to realize that when I'm driving: ...hang on, I don't drive yet. Oh well.

I've come to realize that I need: more sleeping time to recover those countless weeks of staring non-stop at the computer screen, praying fervently for her programs not to crash and ruin the whole OS.

I've come to realize that I've lost: several fragments of my sanity when I read Twilight. No, that's not a good thing, even in my terms. Twi permanently scarred my pet plot bunnies.

I've come to realize that I don't like it when: I'm talking to a hypocrite who can't even use a tad subtlety about it. I don't like it, too, when I'm talking to a complete nut-head.

I've come to realize that money: can't buy happiness. But it can buy me a handy-dandy laptop, which can definitely raise new levels of giddyness for my part.

I've come to realize that certain people: aren't cold-hearted bastards. They're just emotionally stunted. There's a difference.

I've come to realize that yesterday: I could have started my school work already, but I didn't merely because it's still Sunday.

I've come to realize that I'll always: be more blunt than majority of the population, and it's not always a good thing. *sigh*

I've come to realize that my mother: is the greatest blessing the High Heavens could have given me.

Before I went to sleep last night, I realized that: I really should just quit reading forum wars. Especially when said wars occurred in 4chan.

I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning: I'll be having another sneezing fit for waking up at such an ungodly hour (which is 8 am). I did.

I've come to realize that right now I am thinking: that perhaps this particular item is only included as a filler, since it asks nothing significant to the meme-r.

I've come to realize that my dad: probably doesn't know what I looked like now, since it's been four or five years since he last saw me.

I've come to realize that today: is rather uneventful. I can't wait for 26.

I've come to realize that tonight: will probably get interesting. Probably not.

I've come to realize that I really want: to move on with my life and get started with the real deal.

I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this: is DHW. He ganked most of my other memes anyway.

I've come to realize that life: is what you make of it.

I've come to realize that my friends: are more or less and deranged as I am. (You can correct me if you wish. :D)

Revelations of a Fevered Mind

/*Romance stories sometimes involve either of the party in a feverish state and has no one but the object of affection to care for them. Then, as usual, sexual tension develops and will result with one of them saying something so stupid and predictable like "I love you."*/

/*I hope I won't find myself in such a situation in the future.*/

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I have a fever. It's officially my first bout of sickness during this second semester. Last time I had two, the first one coincidentally striking on the day of my first ever departmental exam. The last one came up somewhere mid-sem.

So, a fever. What caused it this time? Aside from the usual dehydration syndrome (yes folks, I'm still a lazy drinker, my mom's going nuts reminding me time and time again to drink water), we finally figured out what's causing these annoying sneezing fits: dust mites. My mom, a loyal informative morning shows fan, happened to chance upon a medical snippet featuring allergic rhinitis (Did I get this right? I don't trust ScribeFire's built-in spelling check). According to the doctor, AR is caused by dust mites, microscopic, no-eyes, eight-legged freaks of nature that resides in dust particles and feeds off from danders (skin flakes). So yeah, I'm allergic to miniscule flea bags. Joy. I can finally tell people what I'm allergic to. It's a bit weird to tell people that your just having another allergy fit but don't know specifically what caused it.

Thank goodness I don't have much school work to do. Oh wait, scratch that. I do. My schedule's not just that strict and cruel, yet. The heaviest one so far is the position paper for NatSci4. Speaking of which, I have to somehow remind myself to watch "The Inconvenient Truth" again this Monday. I chose that documentary because the other two weren't exactly convenient for me. I don't have a copy of the "11th hour" (shame, I want to see Pitt do narrating stuff), and I'm fairly disappointed with Richard Gutierrez's "Signos". Networks these days create better plugs than programs. Besides, I have much more things to comment on Al Gore's docu. I might even mention my two-thumbs-up opinion on his frog example and off-the-records analogy.

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/*My Winamp is currently playing "When I Grow Up" by Pussycat Dolls. Ahh, the memories.*/

My computer is currently being dominated by OpenSource projects. I have installed Winamp, Codeblocks, OpenOffce, Firefox Notepad++ and Yahoo! Messenger (the latter, though a freeware, doesn't actually fall under OpenSource thingies, I believe). Now, if only they have an OpenSource application that's similar to Dreamweaver and Photoshop then I would have gladly declared my current PC status complete. Sadly, there are no such things. That leaves me with the menial task of rummaging through all my installer CDs to look for said applications.

Firefox does the rest for me. It's currently my powerhouse app. I filled it with at least ten add-ons and downloaded seven skins on an artistic whim. I also downloaded Google Desktop to support some of my needs.

The bottom line here is that I'm partly doomed when the internet is down. I'm 70% dependent on it. Plus, half of my life officially resides in the world wide web.

There's Plurk. It has an interface similar to Twitter (sp?). Now, normally I would have said more about this but since I can't**, I'll just inform you that there's a Wikipedia site for both social networks. Google them. Anyway, what made this particularly attractive to me is that it poked the inner competitiveness in me. I swear it was the concept of karma points that made me fall for it. And I recall having told someone that I might lose enthusiasm as soon as I reach Plurk Nirvana. At the rate I'm going I might accomplish it at the end of the year, give or take a week.

There's Multiply. No, I don't "do" Multiply per se. I only made an account there to be able to connect to others. Besides, most of the posts there are fairly amusing *ahem*Maykol*ahem*.

There's Fanfiction.net. Speaking of which, I miss my ships.

There's Google Reader. It's my ultimate updater. With it, I get to cut my browsing time in half.

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I thought that as a Computer Science student, I would be spending more time with my beloved PC than most students. I was right. Though I haven't experienced it yet, I know it'd be hell when come MP-making period and you don't have a computer within reach anytime. Computer shops aren't that reliable for us anymore. I mean, honestly, how many computer shops have Codeblocks of DevCpp installed in them?

/* Well, there was one shop I went once where the computer I was assigned to and the units on either side of me (no one was using them) have Codeblocks installed. It was working, too. I checked each of them. Weird. */

And this is one thing I noticed as well: unlike in our high school days, bringing a laptop to school is CONVENIENT. Screw the possible thieves and snatchers roaming around Taft Avenue, laptops are babies! It's more convenient than bringing a universal notebook (I did that during 3rd and 4th year high school). When most of your professors/instructors upload references on the internet, it's getting more and more impractical (and costly) to print these hand-outs. At least when you have a laptop, you don't need to print them anymore. All you need is a fairly large memory capacity.

I've been "trying" to save for a laptop since fourth year, but unfortunately I can't move beyond the "trying" stage. Things are excessively costly these days. I hate it. At the rate of saving I'm going, I'll be able to buy one by the end of my graduating year (that is/must/should be on my fourth year, I don't want to be delayed). Though I'll still be needing one even after I graduate, (duh) it's, er, I don't know, depressing for me.

What's more depressing is that I'm aiming for a Mac. 'nuff said.

All in all, I need to get a f--cking job by next year.

The Search for A Decent Windows Alarm Clock

Why is it that the good ones are only Mac-compatible? Is that a sign that I should invest on a Mac and not on a Vista laptop?

[Wouldn't mind it if that's the case, actually. It's just wee bit sad that investing on Mac means I'll have to add 10 more years on the actual saving. T_T]