Because April is a special month to me and it's humiliating that almost every blog I'm following blogged on this day. By the way, Plurk, good job on your April Fool's day blog. 8D
April is..
I'm under strict grace period here.
Huh. Well, so much for the daily typing exercise. I'm seriously abusing my body these days: no exercise (neither walking nor the weekly-increasing number of jogging laps count), no sleep (for real), strained eyesight (as if my eyes need any more damaging). It's amazing I have not dropped dead, yet. Hopefully we won't have to come to that point. Still, it's never good to test one's limits.
Speaking of limits, random fact. Our Sociology teacher said that the average mind can only maintain 7 hours of pure concentration every day.
Pity the admin who assigned us the ebil Thursday wasn't aware of that fact. Seriously. 8 hours of nonstop discussions, labs, and more nose-bleeding discussions? The hell. Also, someone I know once said that UP has this unique ability to turn your favorite class into torture chamber*.
Technically, my favorite subject is English, and up to the present, that's hasn't happened to me. Then again, I love my course (BS Computer Science), too. And I will willingly stab anyone in the front who will say this course is a damn breeze. Because IT. IS. NOT.
Side note remark: our COMM2 professor said to the Americans (or British, not sure), the word "shall" is considered obsolete. They now use the general word "will".
So, will we dance? Yes, we will.
Anyway, back to the topic. Yes, I admit. I am in deep shit right now. Really frightening, if you ask me since this is only my first year. Hmm, I think I mentioned that in my previous post, or Plurk. Whatever.
Another thing: I have major issues with Procrastination.
Sure, our relationship is mutual and oddly satisfying, but that's the real deal.
Makes sense? No? Good. It's not supposed to. This is a Write or Die frenzy so anything I'm typing right now isn't supposed to make any sense.
Actually, this whole thing is just between me, my PC, and my blog. I don't know why you're reading this. Not that I mind, honestly, but... Oh well.
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*I cannot recall what he exactly said. The phrase "torture chamber" came from me, so if you somehow were offended by that, sue me.
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Let me explain things first.
So, my keyboard and mouse got busted last Monday so Mom and I went to SM Manila to buy new ones. I'm so thankful that the admin people created the concept of Cyberzone because all the computer stores there were able to expand their lots. Anyway, long story short, we bought decent replacements (at least, I hope they really are. I coughed up P700 for those gadgets).
The dilemna: the mouse I bought was highly sensitive, sleek and shiny, has a rotating wheel, AND it's uber-small. Notebook-type small. And my right hand is not used to it.
Maybe it's just my paranoid mind controlling my body but somehow, with a mouse that small it tends to strain the palm a lot.
Sooo, to exercise my palms, one of the clerks at Octagon suggested that I do typing exercises everyday to relax the joints. And that's what I'm doing right now.
Haha, I get to kill two birds with one stone.
Most likely, HOPEFULLY, my blog will be revived this way.
[Normally, this is enough exercise already, but I'm using Write or Die [amazing application, by the way, I highly recommend this] and I'm on a roll. 'Sides, it's only 200 words.]
With that, I'm rather ashamed to announced that I'm really ready to ditch that official 2009 Welcome post. Why? Because, seriously people, March is about to set in. It'll be completely irrelevant now, not to mention a waste of time, and utterly awkward to read AND write. I'll probably just stick to this daily typing exercise and see what my hands will produce.
Only 260+ words. Shame. Let's try to make this thing reach 500. It's the least I could do for my starved blog.
Life's been pretty groovy. Outside class, that is. I'm starting to appreciate those social network sites (particularly Multiply, Facebook, Plurk and Twitter). Hooha for Friendster, though. I don't think I'll be able to fully appreciate that one. It's too...gangly (is that the right term?)...for my taste. Though from what I hear from third-hand accounts, MySpace can sometimes be worse. Ugh.
In defense though, I only, TRULY use Plurk, Twitter and Facebook. I only use Multiply to access those protected accounts of my friends. Now though, I found Multiply to be an excellent publishing site for my memes. It's more fun there. :3
Oh, yeah, by the way. I have good news for you, bloggu! No more memes here! I'll only post really posts here, so no more senseless Q&As for you. I'll just dump those at my Multiply account.
420. That's fast.
Random thought, probably my last for this post: I'm in deep shit. Seriously. I think I need to reassess my strategies. It's kind of frustrating not to be able to understand those things I seriously need to pass this course, but wow. This is the first time I'm sitting in class and staring at board with nothing going on inside my brain. It's like my brain waves suddenly got blocked or something. I dunno, brain overload maybe, and system still hasnt' recovered lost data.\
505. You're good.
Over and out.
i'll probably post this raw on hush, just for the sake of an update. i need to refresh my mind (actually, i was supposed to do this mind dump five days ago but what the heck, procrastination is me).
actually, while i'm typing this, biochem 08 and comsci 08 are having a conference, duh peeps are having 09's first ever word war (i volunteered as referee. it's not fair if not: my mind's filled with math equations, tectonic plates, and sedimentary rocks, no fancy words.), my neighbors are having a party for some gaddamn pathetic reason (one of their classmates passed an exam "for the first time". ew. if i'm not mistaken they're college people already.). on any other occassion, i have no qualms about the noisy environment (aka i'm used to it) but my first school week wasn't exactly fine and dandy (more on this on my official first 09 post, wait for it) so...yeah...whatever.
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A/N: Don't blame me if you acquired migraine, nosebleed, or whatever physical malady for reading this.
...i honestly fear what i'll eventually type here...
since this is just a mind dump and all that jazz, i'll try my subconscious best to avoid the topics i plan to include in my official 09 post, which include:
08 mistakes
09 hopes
08 thoughts
08 quirks
08 ...or 09...oh dear...i forgot...
it'll come back...eventually...
hey! don't spam swearwords, nan!! dsfdvcvcxxf...
oops. sorry.
anyway. where was i?
oh yeah, nothing. seriously, don't give a serious damn on this. i'm just ranting my brain off.
so, i'm cafeine-deprived, sleep-deprived, fanfiction-deprived (i can't find decent ones anymore! me thinks i've read all that fanfiction.net's gotta offer. *major sob*). only facebook (thanks to abby for convincing me to join, t'was actually fun) keeps me grounded. plurk doesn't cut it anymore. my timeline's filled so much plurks that make me think 'hey, why the hell can't i relate with the people here? oh, wait. it's because most of them aren't personal acquaintances in the first place. boo.'
what do you get in return? an insaner than usual rik. that's not a good thing mind you. a little insanity's good, but in large doses...
*off-topic alert*
i pity my blog. actually. it's the brunt of my sentiments, out-of-character moments, wangst, and everything a boyfriend couldn't, shouldn't and wouldn't handle (hi xander! i know you're reading this.XD). come to think of it, i should name blog1 as boyfriend1 and blog2 as boyfriendA. see. both are the first in their respective categories. so, no competition. lol. though, i must admit, bfA's probably more battered. i post war conferences there. *doh*
i miss my three-year-old ego. i can't daydream properly without her. it would take me about five minutes doing nothing to enter dreamland on my own. with my tyo e, it only took three seconds. why you ask? because she has vip passport. i only have a visiting visa.
i also miss my critic ego. he personally requested a month long vacation this january. apparently, i drove him nuts during the nanowrimo thingamajig. poor thing, though. he was dead beat. still, i miss him. wish he's having fun, wherever he is.
oh wait. i also miss my college ego. why? because he's the one that's supposed to be working, damnit! i'm in freakin' college. he's supposed to be doing the job, not me!! i'm just the manager!!
jkhhlkjczvmn,cmxviiwqewpoelaskdlsa.
*sigh* i'm really underpaid here.
/*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.