Moved :D

To here:

http://infinitum-zero.blogspot.com

Change your links and bookmarks :D

I've been meaning to do this for a long time. To start anew or something. Or to get away from lots of the past posts I'm to embarrassed to read.


Finally signing off.

It's just like the first morning of the weekday, where you are forced to get up early for school. You curl up again, begging for five more minutes of sleep...

A lot like the hiatus of this blog.

Signing off.

Hiatus Once Again

I'm going on hiatus.

It's the first time I've announced this without thinking about it too much. And I pretty sure I want to. I need to settle offline things first and motivate myself to write.

Signing off until around the 2nd week of August.

I Don't Offer to Take Other People's Trash Out

Do I still look like a doormat?

Seriously, it hurts one's dignity.


Oh, well. In other news, I may not feel as busy as last week, but I should be. And I should be worrying about Math and "more important matters" right now instead of posting. I hope this doesn't call for another hiatus.

Signing off.

I want my printer to work. I need it to work. It's got to be a lot easier to have your printer working than having to go to town before 8 pm to get school reports printed. You won't have to shell out 8 pesos per page. And you also get to print out any miscellaneous notes.

Life must be easier if your printer actually works and just doesn't sit on top of the desk, gathering dust and using up space.


Seems like the title input box doesn't work.

Signing off.

Ignorance does lead to mortal sin

Thou shall not steal. Or in this case, thou shall not plagiarize.

Which I did, unintentionally. I forgot to put at least quotation marks on direct quotes in my STR research summaries. One reason was because I lost half of that requirement yesterday and got it back a few minutes before submission. And that I was half-asleep while doing the assignment.

I wish these kinds of details on quoting sources, and the details and deadlines of requirements, were clarified a long time ago. I wouldn't have tried to jump off the stairs after today's class if I knew.

I deserve it and all the academic mess-ups that are waiting to happen this week because I'm being myself. Yay for self-pity.

I'm still in a bad mood. What a week.

Signing off.

What have I done that made the universe conspire to make my week awful?

I'm such an idiot.

I LOST MY STR LIBRARY SOURCES, AS WELL AS THE INFO I NEED TO WRITE MY HOMEWORK WORTH 10% OF MY GRADE WHICH IS DUE TOMORROW.

I'm being an idiot this week.

How bad can this get?

And there's a pretty good chance I will start getting incident reports for these losses. And that I will lose my temper. And sanity.

Signing off.

The Problematic Child Whines Once Again

After cooling off for a while, the thing I was about to asphyxiate myself for seems like just another problem right now, and a sign I need to take anger and stress management seriously.

And another problem pops up. I just got reminded that the final draft for the Filipino essay is due next week. The next essay, which is a long test, will be on the same week. One more essay is due by the end of the month. And I remembered that I'm not really good at writing in Filipino. Finally, after remembering the other problems I have with academics, I now ask myself whether I'm going to survive this quarter with my sanity intact.

There's also the STR requirement for Wednesday which I'm not done with yet.

And I suspect I left my pencil case in the Bio classroom this morning. Does that earn me an IR?

What a horrible way to start the week. Two very negative posts on the same day.

You don't have to mind me, though. I'll get over it. Somehow.

...How was I going to deal with things again?

Signing off.

Dishonor and Shame?

Or did my pride just get hurt?

Doesn't matter to anyone. It was a stupid, stupid mistake to commit. A very minor mistake. It's very minor so it'll really be stupid of someone to make that kind of mistake. Something no one would expect me to do. I didn't study as well as I wanted to for a test, and then flunked by 2.5 points.

Okay. If you thought that it was something else, then you're horribly mistaken. And probably dirty-minded.

I slip up once for the first time, tell people the outcome and everyone related to me wants to disown me already. I'm thought of as irresponsible and having a messed-up judgment. They lose all trust and ignore me. I'm thinking no one at home will talk to me for more than a month because of that.

I'm exaggerating, but I'm still upset.

And my hands still aren't discolored and swollen enough. It's only because it's hard to wash off blood stains.

I'm still exaggerating but still really upset.

Signing off.

Our computer isn't working at home, so I'm here at a computer rental shop near the market. Pretty good equipment here, but I'm in a hurry to go home and get back to my homework and cellphone (I forgot it.) so this'll be quick.

From all these essay assignments I've done these past weeks I found out that I have a hard time concluding them. I think it even carries over to the way I blog.

So now I don't have time to finish this post. Next time.

See. I don't know how to state conclusions. Or write coherently under time pressure.

Signing off.

Good morning, readers. As I'm posting this, it's already around 12:20 am and I'm still finishing my homework. I've noticed that things at school are already in full swing. Thus the irregular sleeping patterns these days.

It's thrilling, though. Now that it's the last school day of the week, I feel like I could do all of my homework the whole Thursday night, thinking that I could finally relax after classes the next day. Then I realize that there's still a lot to do for the weekend.

So I should really continue with my homework now and post tomorrow instead.

Signing off.

Numerology Results

This has been going around blogs of people from school, so I took interest and tried it out. You could take the test here.

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You entered: ****** **** ***** ****

There are 19 letters in your name.
Those 19 letters total to 67
There are 10 vowels and 9 consonants in your name.

What your first name means:
Welsh Female Variant of Margaret - pearl - based on the abbreviation Meg.
Greek Female Pearl.

Your number is: 4

The characteristics of #4 are: A foundation, order, service, struggle against limits, steady growth.

The expression or destiny for #4:
Order, service, and management are the cornerstones of the number 4 Expression. Your destiny is to express wonderful organization skills with your ever practical, down-to-earth approach. You are the kind of person who is always willing to work those long, hard hours to push a project through to completion. A patience with detail allows you to become expert in fields such as building, engineering, and all forms of craftsmanship. Your abilities to write and teach may lean toward the more technical and detailed. In the arts, music will likely be your choice. Artistic talents may also appear in such fields as horiculture and floral arrangement, as well. Many skilled physicians and especially surgeons have the 4 Expression.

The positive attitudes of the 4 Expression yield responsibility; you are one who no doubt, fulfills obligations, and is highly systematic and orderly. You are serious and sincere, honest and faithful. It is your role to help and you are required to do a good job at everything you undertake.

If there is too much 4 energies present in your makeup, you may express some of the negative attitudes of the number 4. The obligations that you face may tend to create frustration and feelings of limitation or restriction. You may sometimes find yourself nursing negative attitudes in this regard and these can keep you in a rather low mood. Avoid becoming too rigid, stubborn, dogmatic, and fixed in your opinions. You may have a tendency to develop and hold very strong likes and dislikes, and some of these may border on the classification of prejudice. The negative side of 4 often produces dominant and bossy individuals who use disciplinarian to an excess. These tendencies must be avoided. Finally, like nearly all with 4 Expression, you must keep your eye on the big picture and not get overly wrapped up in detail and routine.

Your Soul Urge number is: 7

A Soul Urge number of 7 means:
With a number 7 Soul Urge you are very fond of reading, and retreating to periods of being alone and away from the disruptions of the outer world. You like to dream and develop you idealistic understandings, to study and analyze, to gain knowledge and wisdom. You may be too laid back and withdrawn to really succeed in the business world, and you will be much more comfortable in circumstances that are tolerant of your reserve, your analytical approach, and your desire to use your mind rather than your physical being.

You are very timid around people that you don't know very well, so much so at times that casual conversation and social situations can be strained. You tend to repress your emotions to the extend that some people have a good bit of difficult understanding you. You tend to be very selective with friends and you don't easily adapt to new environments or to new people very quickly.

The negative traits of the 7 include becoming too much the introvert and isolated from others.

Your Inner Dream number is: 6

An Inner Dream number of 6 means:
You dream of guiding and fostering the perfect family in the perfect home. You crave the devotion from offspring and a loving spouse. You picture yourself in the center of a successful domestic unit.

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I find the first two numbers accurate, except that the negative traits of the Expression number haven't really surfaced. For the third one, I kind of agreed with it in my present, but I remembered that I'll be the one to experience childbirth pains when I start my own family. Well, it's too early to think about that part.

And my possible one-week hiatus caused by school will start now.

Signing off.

Food Science Student Cooks Radioactive Batch of Pancakes

Did you know that pancakes could be burnt and raw at the same time? Thankfully, they weren't this time. And they tasted okay.

Also, did you know that I'm still procrastinating even if it is the dusk of Sunday?

Signing off.

You Can Learn How to Swim from Written Reports

I'm back, after another week of classes, requirements, runny noses, sneezing, headaches, sore throats, drowsiness and not posting. What's new?

Instead of volunteering to direct the Ramayana production for our class, I decided to help out with the script writing. At first I wanted to become the director of the play. Then I thought I wouldn't be able to be in charge of the whole class and not rush into such big projects while I'm still doubtful of my ability to lead. But I still wanted to contribute in the way the play would be presented, therefore my current position. And this is what I'm supposed to be working on right now instead of posting here.

Also, ever since I heard about a possible one-man show for Art Club members, I've been thinking of making the required 20-25 pieces for it. I just have two things to think about. Should I try this, even though I might not find enough time to finish the pieces because of the academic work I get from school? And if I do, what kind of artwork will it be? I could do lots of kinds, but I don't really have a media I stick to all the time. I don't even have any artwork I'd like to display right now. So it's another thing I might have to think about.

I got a good grade in my Filipino diagnostic essay. Not telling in case people are out there to kill me (or my pride). It was something I wasn't expecting because I only started writing 2 days before submission and I'm not that confident with writing in Filipino. I had to write it in English first then translate it. If I seem to be okay with writing stuff, why doesn't that skill carry over to my blogging?

If I've done my research on all the recent swimming competitions and ALL the winners in ALL events, will I finally learn how to swim properly?

But there's something extremely new that you'll find out now. I've got a cold. Again. It makes me not able to breathe, not want to talk, wipe my nose periodically and sleep on my homework at night. So kids, try to avoid getting sick. It'll make life hard to cope with.

Signing off.

Reconsideration

Okay, so I really might have been drunk (No, wait. I'm still underage.) when I thought about transferring my blog just a while ago. It’s true that I’ve been in a blogging rut lately, and haven’t been writing my posts with as much motivation as I used to. That’s why I want to start over, so that I could start with a new motivation, sort of.

But now that I think about it, I'm very attached to this blog. I hate the posts I wrote two years ago and how disorganized it has become now, but I can't seem to just leave all of these stuff I wrote.

Here comes the part I reminisce about the past. I know that you will find it very unusual that I would write something like this.

There were lots of things involved with this blog that kind of led to where I am now, and I can't just cast off. When I started this approximately 28 months ago, I thought I was the most technologically-advanced person my age at that time. While everyone at school limited themselves with Friendster and Y!M, I was figuring out how to write my posts well and customize my layout. Older people started telling me how "mature" I blogged, and I was proud of it. After a while, I found out that there were others who started before me. Then instead of aiming to be known as a prodigy at blogging, I aimed to be the best blogger I could be. There were a lot of times I was disheartened because other blogs owned by kids at high school were more popular than mine, but I kept into mind the readers and some web articles that inspired and encouraged me to keep on blogging.

End of the out-of-character portion of this post.

I can't imagine leaving all that behind. That would be like discarding memories spanning more than two years, all the inspiration I had to write posts, the feeling of accomplishment when I compose something coherent at the least, the excitement I felt whenever I find out I received a comment on an entry (popularity gained through blogging is considered only a bonus).Somehow I still want to start anew, meaning I'll have to work for my new blog to have the same stats, or even better, as the first one.

I could probably leave this one open and open another one here. I actually considered Wordpress because of the environment there, except I have to pay something so that I could make a custom layout and use it there. I might just have to get used to the intimidating XML here.

I don't know when these new changes will take place. I'm just certain that the definitely will sometime.

Signing off.

Tentative Announcement of Transfer

I don't know whether I was drowsy or drunk when I thought about this, but I've decided to start a new blog. I felt that I had to start fresh again. Also, this blog has too many posts I don't even want to look at anymore like the ones I posted before high school. And the layout is out of hand already (or I'm really phobic of editing an XML template unlike the pure CSS templates in the old version of Blogger).

I hope I start it right when I transfer. And that everyone who reads this will continue reading the next one.

Hmmm... I forgot to post about this week. I'm not really in the mood right now to type about things like that. After dinner, or some other time.

Signing off.

Well, well. Look whose decided to post something that was expected a few days ago when people were crazy about the start of classes, but was either too busy or lazy to type something within the week.

School has started. Well, yeah.

...

Ack. Usually I have lots to talk about the first week. This year I don't, oddly. Probably because it's almost the same way the last school year started. Getting lost in the lobby on the first flag ceremony, getting schedules and venues mixed up, get a little depressed about something, introduce yourself to the class, make a fool of yourself in front of the class and get relieved by the first weekend of the school year. That's almost always the way school starts, so there really isn't anything special I want to blog about it.

Or I might have just forgotten about school a little because of the weekend.

Oh, wait. I remember something interesting about last week. It was one of the riskiest things I've done in a while. I only signed up for one elective. By Thursday, I was already worried about not qualifying for it and having a very hard time looking for an elective I could live with that isn't full yet. Or worse, not get an elective at all. Well, that afternoon, I found out I was part of the top 20 who got into Food Science after taking the elimination test. What a relief.

And guess what? We have homework! Better get started before getting distracted by something like typing a post.

Signing off.

Intriguing. After being slightly insomniac the night before, waking up at around 4:30, lining up in a lot of insanely long queues in a sauna-like corridor and finding out my section (Potassium, which I have to get used to hearing and saying), I've finally accepted the reality that I'll be starting going to school next Monday.

And how am I going to conclude this?

I have no idea.

Signing off.

I still can't believe I'm an incoming third year student already. I feel old thinking of that. And that I'm still too childish to be only 2 years from finishing high school. More so in the case of my chronological age. I just remembered that I'll be turning 15 on September. And fifteen sounds old to me already. Ah, the youth that slips past me, I wish I took more time to enjoy it.

Sure people tell me I act mature, but I think I still act like a ten year-old playing her own games and fooling around with everything I see. If adolescence is defined as being more conscious about peers and popularity, going out more with friends and, well you know the rest, I seem centuries away from that.

More on that next time, if I'm able to catch up on some sleep. Jigoku Shoujo 2 marathons at night are inadvisable for your health.

Signing off.

I made a fatal mistake when I got home from the mall today. I left my iPod on the shelf in the living room, thinking that our beloved housemates, our uncle and his wife (we don't even call her our aunt) and that brat of a cousin, would be lazing around at her house for the night. While taking a shower, they arrived. When I was done, I came out to see that the slobs were feasting over the iPod, bashing the "useless" VGM, J-pop, J-rock, Eraserheads, Panic at the Disco, etc. songs I rated 3 stars up, and repeating the only Sitti song in there. WITHOUT *beep* PERMISSION.

In reaction to that violation, I slammed the door of my room and started kicking it, frustrated that I made such a stupid mistake like that. Our uncle's wife opened the door to my room WITHOUT *beep* KNOCKING and tried to piss me off a lot more by asking whether I wanted to hang my sister. Then she told me about our uncle borrowing the iPod and the value of sharing and anger management.

Just who the heck do they think they are? People who could use whatever they lay their eyes on and act all high and mighty lecturing anyone they please as if they're always right?

"We should get it back by around 12 o' clock" said the sister I allegedly tried to kill.

So, who am I going to murder now?

No, I'm not seriously going to kill them. I just feel too angry with them. I don't even want to go downstairs anymore. And I'm sanitizing the MP3 player when I get it back. IF I get it back.

Signing off.

Elections and other things killed my idealism.

How tragic. Boo-hoo.

Advice to self: Actually, no one is reading this.


Sarcastically signing off.

The Irony of Commuting

It always seems that the more you need an FX going to Parang, the fewer there are at the waiting shed in that instance. When you wait for a ride to somewhere else, there are way too many going to Parang and almost none going anywhere else.

The levels of carbon monoxide accumulated in my brain are going up again. Lately, I've been risking becoming roadkill commuting to the math tutorial place. I'll be back when I've got something more worthwhile to post about. Or maybe not all that worthwhile but will still be posted anyway.

Signing off.

Back from the inactivity again to bring you breaking news of what I've been doing for the past 6 days. The useless stuff not worth your time but still drawn to check out.

Belated happy Cinco de Mayo. Here's a corny non-related wallpaper I made for the beloved blog readers. Texture from Aethereality. Hint: look at RoboKy's hand. It was supposed to be a school joke, actually, where we use the 1.0 - 5.0 grading system.

I was finally able to watch something at the cinema after around 14 months. We got to watch Spiderman 3 this Saturday, despite the movie houses being full. And the ticket was kind of expensive. I did enjoy watching, though, except for the ending that left all of us thinking "What the heck?".

We're on an American Idol craze here at home, having bets on who would be eliminated on that week and speculating who would be on the top 3.

My cactus is growing taller. Want a picture? Nah, blog readers are only looking for proof that this summer is boring without school, not news about the houseplants here. Sorry, you won't be able to find that here :D

And finally, I have successfully cleaned my room :o

I only noticed now that there are only a few more weeks until I go back to school. It's fine with me, except that I won't have much time to do things I want to do anymore. Like playing around with Photoshop the whole day, taking a nap for 5 hours everyday, reading comics, drawing, planning stuff like websites, layouts (which I still can't figure out yet), a video game I'd like to make when I grow up and things like that. Seemingly, unlike most people, I really have things to look forward to when there isn't anything related to school. I really can't figure out why.

Oh, well.

Signing off.
Signing off.

Not your typical mother-daughter bonding

One day, my mom was watching Medium on Crime Suspense. I was downstairs getting something to eat. While watching, she said, “Anak, I don’t want you to not make friends.”

“Why, Mom? Am I still as antisocial as before?”

“You might start seeing ghosts if you don’t have any.”

Whoa.


Four hours of Math + the heat outside while commuting = dizziness. I'll get to posting regularly some other time.

Signing off.

While trying to recall what I was supposed to post this morning, beat blogger's block, practice typing and boost my post count, I'm trying to type spontaneously.

How is it that some people can post long and well-thought of posts almost everyday? As someone who takes a long time to plan a long post and doesn't update often, I really want to know how to do that. It probably comes with lots of practice, which I don't do, regrettably. D:

...

Oh, no. Because of lacking something to post about and not being able to recall my topic this morning, I resort to something that infamously lengthens a post but lacks worthwhile content: a survey. I feel like this is from Myspace because of the mechanics, some of the questions and that it expects titles that sound like Fallout Boy songs. Hold me, I'm scared. o_O

(I'll be using my cousin's MP3 player.)

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1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to
the question even if they don’t make
sense.

Questions:

How are you today?
Tagumpay

What about yesterday?
Push

How was that?
Break Me

What does the number one person on
your featured friends feel about you? (definitely Myspace)
She's So High Above

How is highschool so far?
Mr. DJ

If you had one piece of advice to
people what would it be?
Girl in the Life Magazine

How is your life going so far?
Dito sa Puso Ko

How are you going to die?
Set You Free

You’re trying to work out and what
song comes on?
The Real Slim Shady

Whats your birthday wish?
Barely Breathing

You tell your best friend that you are
in love with them, they respond:
Crazy

Your war yell is:
Uninvited

What song will be played at your
funeral?
Show Stopper

Your last words are:
Collide

What do your friends really think about you?
Show me Heaven

What is your current theme song?
I Will Follow You Into the Dark

What do your friends think your theme
song should be?
Can't Take My Eyes Off You

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All of the answers sound bizarre.

I succumb to blogger's block until next time.


Signing off.

My Head is Throbbing.

I feel sort of sick. I'm sure it's not a fever or anything. It's probably because I stayed up too late last night and hardly got enough sleep. I'm busy cramming enjoying my vacation, or something like that. Yes, I could catch up with my sleep in the morning, if only the people who squat in our house (moochers... er, relatives) wouldn't play their music so loud. It would be a lot better if they didn't sing, either. From here upstairs, I hear the floor shaking from their dancing.

I really was supposed to post about how much I dislike insensitivity, but my train of thoughts were interrupted when I was called downstairs for some ice cream. Mmm... mango.


Signing off.

It took me a long time to reinstall the modem to our computer. It took a lot longer just figuring out why the computer doesn’t connect to the internet. Doesn’t matter now. I’m here, after a very long time. Oh, no.

Why did I have to reinstall that, anyway? We were having lots of problems with spyware, viruses and freezing, so we had everything reformatted. All the files in the computer before were erased. I’m relieved that it was cleared, except there were photos, school notes, artwork and lots of important stuff I wanted to save copies of first. Oh, well. I’ve got a fresh start on customizing it, though. And relearning how to. Then start organizing all my files this time.

So what happened between the last time I posted and now, which is almost a week from last time? A lot. I sleep off almost the whole morning, read or use the computer in the afternoon, then draw or watch TV at the nighttime. How fun. No, seriously. I’m not bored this summer.

My room got messy again. Intruders Slobs My sisters did it. The idiot box is on all day, the semi-organized stack of boxes and books under my desk toppled. I can’t find lots of my drawings anymore. All my pencils and pens disappeared. Horrible events, indeed.

Started going to math summer classes last Tuesday. Even though it’s a review of what we learned last year, it’s still tough. There were lots of topics we didn’t study in-depth in school and had to learn. That’s four hours of brain torture every T-Th, but it might save my grades from sliding below 2.5 (it almost did last quarter).

And it rained yesterday. It’s amazing. The rainy season will come in about a month. But it’s still hot.

The new layout: Darn it. This is too hard to figure out. It’ll probably take me hours to figure out how to fit a header image properly. Make that days, because I’m a big procrastinating slob. Or I might switch back to from XML to the original coding style. Or start a new layout from scratch. When I started editing the code, it looked terrible.

And that would be all for now.

Signing off.

It's been a long time since I posted. Or has it? It's been the first summer for a while I had lots to do, lots of places to go to, things to see... What? I probably should get on with the post.

Oh, yeah. Happy Earth Day!

Global warming should be put to a stop. While other countries still don't feel effects, we here in the tropics suffer from 36 degrees Celsius temperatures at daytime. Have mercy on the atmosphere, please.

We went out to Starbucks last Friday. It was crowded inside, as usual, and lots of our cousins came so we stayed outside. I don't really like sitting under those umbrellas because of cigarette smoke, the cars outside, the smoke from the cars outside and being bothered by people selling stuff outside. There was a kid who approached us and asked to buy rugs. I was tempted to tell him, "Why don't you ask your favorite politician for help?". The only thing I'm more bothered by than them was the campaign period. I thought again, though. It's also the some of the politicians' faults that they're outside like this at night instead of under a roof studying for school tomorrow (school is a pain sometimes, but it's still a necessity ^^;). We ended up buying the the rugs and giving him our takeout.

For the first time, I've gone shopping for clothes. Oh, great. Why is this such a big deal? I've always been bought clothes by either my mom or relatives from the States. Most of them don't fit well and don't fit my taste. Souveneir shirts, mailman shirts, stuff with medicine names on them... uh, those things. Now, after fourteen years, I've got some control on the way I dress. That's why it's such a big deal.

My brother is a control freak right now, making me download Thomas and Friends videos from YouTube. I can't really finish posting right now. I'll come back soon. Very soon, I wish.


Signing off.

Tricycle. Jeepney. Walk. Jeepney. Jeepney. Walk. Taxi. Walk. Taxi. Walk. Jeepney. Tricycle.

What a long day. We went out for my sister's enrollment for her first year, then paid for my math classes next week, go to the city hall, then back to my sister's school, then to the market, then to the lousy Chowking branch in town for some lousy halo-halo.

I feel too tired to post something today and was planning to blog tomorrow. Must start working on stuff to post besides what I've been doing offline.

This blog shouldn't even be neglected while I'm on vacation, but it looks like I don't post as often as expected. For the first time in a while, I'm occupied with things not related to computers.

Oh, wow. I just realized that I actually have a life D:


It says that my internet connection right now is 53.2 kbps. I get the feeling that the decimal point was supposed to be moved at least 2 places to the left.


Signing off.

What?

It's almost automatic. Once you log into the internet, you open your favorite browser and enter your blogging site. You enter your senseless username, your more senseless password. Then press the odd L-shaped Enter key. Then a series of colorful and dizzying menus, which make your supposedly "user-friendly" blogging site more of a burden in life, appear in your screen. Like a reflex, you click on "Post" or something like that. Now you are faced with textboxes, with fields like title, tag; lots of buttons on your wysiwyg editor. And you finally look into that big empty textbox.

Quick! What do you do?

What are you supposed to do now?



You still stare at the monitor a little longer, with your hands on the keyboard, as if waiting for words to appear.






Agggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!



Blogger's block. Oh, no.

Signing off.

Back. And not ready to post. I don't have any idea on how I'll organize this. Well, I almost always don't whenever I post.

First, about what I've been doing at home. Nothing.

Then, about what people at school talk most often about after Clearance Week: report cards. I won't be posting all of my grades here, so I'll just talk about the best and the worst things that happened to them. The good thing is that my GWA went higher and I was able to prove to myself that I could get a 1.3 something average. Bad thing is that a subject went down by 3 steps. And that's all I'll say.

Yesterday, we all went to Nasugbu, Batangas to visit relatives. It was a chance to see a new background, take pictures, eat empanada, eat some more at Kainan sa Dalampasigan, have abraisions on you knees, go to the recently built church-there, see the beach, not get to ride a boat, get out of the house, escape the heat in the house, get away from all the boredom of staying in the house the whole day and avoid being a couch potato. Whew.

And then I run out of things to blog about.

The new layout is coming soon. Very soon...


Signing off.

Hello. Back to posting again. I've been pressured to post right now to keep my blog active, but I don't have much to post about.

First, I plug. Yay. I felt like finally making one while I have time to submit things. All I need is motivation to make submissions.

Then this is the part where I talk about what I've been doing in between the last time I posted and now. Well, almost nothing eventful. Except that I'm close to dehydration. It's too hot. So, there.

No, wait. I've been fooling around with Photoshop lately. Found some homework, projects, photos, sprites while cleaning out my computer and fooled around with them. Here's one:

Chem portfolio guidelines scan -edited-

Though I didn't really have anything against this project, any soft copy of an assignment is always prone to some mockery we students come up with. Do you art students remember Ida?

Until next time.

Signing off.

What Happens When You Neglect Your Cellphone for at Least Ten Hours

From 10 am to 8 pm,

1. You see at least 3 or 5 or 10 or an infinite number of messages from your mom at work or whoever isn't at home. They end up scolding you (or maybe not) when they get home.
   
2. You miss out on something quite important that's related to school. Nothing depending on your life. Or maybe it would when you come back to school or work (Forgive me, Champaca, for I have sinned. I missed the online confession yesterday.)
   
3. Very annoying messages regarding free ringtone, ringback, wallpaper downloads from your SIM provider pile up. You missed opportunities to erase them as they come, so now they're blocking even the sunlight from your inbox because there's so many of them.
   

And how to avoid this, follow this fairly easy procedure:

1. Hold your cellphone in your hand.
   
2. Open your pocket.
   
3. Place your hand holding your cellphone in that open pocket.
   
4. Let go of the cellphone once it's in the pocket.
   
5. Remove your now empty hand from the pocket.
   
6. 
   

Or I might just be overreacting because of that. I was supposed to post this once I was shocked about this. Alas, I wasn't able to connect to the internet.

...Will probably come back when I cool down.

***Edit: Corrected the title. Wah, I'm not a gangster.

Signing off.

Hello. Back to blogging again. I think I'm more motivated to blog more often. Not really sure how I came to that. Oh, well.

So, what am I doing while I'm typing this post? I'm downloading some software for my new (actually my aunt's) camera. I'm not quite sure which one it is. I've already got an installation disk from the broken digicam, but I can't use it because both the CD drives of the PC here and my laptop don't work.

And I'm just going on with stuff that even people at home don't have the patience to understand. Still, there are people who understand these kinds of things more than I do, so I'll stop pretending I know what I'm talking about and get on with the personal post.

Wait. Personal? Guess that's not what I wanted to post about right now. I might just get upset about something again if I start posting something emotive. Always avoiding these kinds of things. I might be generalizing, but I feel like this is what people expect from a blog of a 14 year-old high school student. There must be more to blog about rather than always something about emotions, how wrong you've been expecting too much from something and... There's a lot I'd rather not post about. I don't like being bogged down with negative feelings when I post. As if what I do offline isn't emotionally draining enough.

... Oh, no. I'm so dead for posting that.

Anyway, I was playing Guilty Ge-- enough with the geekiness that most of my audience can't relate to. I might just make a fool of myself blabbering as if I know everything about video games and digital cameras. Are those sort of things what distracts me from thinking a lot about feelings? Is it a bad thing to be preoccupied with that stuff.

PS: I'm writing posts in two blogs at this very second. The other one is in Livejournal and is private, though. Just plugging it here in case people might want to know (and add me as a friend there. I'm expecting too much, again).

PPS (How exactly do you use these things?): Something makes me feel like I'll regret posting this some time later.


Signing off.

Relief Valve... Again

Avoiding the blogging world again, eh? Not really. Went to the mall last Thursday afternoon after intramurals and getting my ATM card for clearance, and sleeping through Friday and this morning. So I really haven't been avoiding it on purpose.

Actually, I'm in a better mood to blog, now that we're "banned" from stepping into school grounds until Thursday. Now, I could do whatever nonsense I've been hoping to do until then.

Oops. Accidentally published this immediately. Let me continue.

...

Wait. What was I going to continue about?

Oh, yeah. What kind of madness am I planning to do before finishing my clearances for school? Sleep. Have my PS2 fixed and have a gaming marathon. Yay! I'll finally be able to play Atelier Iris II and Tales of Abyss which I got in the middle of the school year. Then sleep. Clean my room. Then sleep again. Water the cacti. Sleep again. Continue coding a layout for this blog. And sleep, again. Then look for things to do for the rest of the summer. Then sleep again. Basically, alternate doing things and catching up on sleep.

And what was I upset about a few weeks ago? Ah. Oh, well. Forget about that for a while.

It seems this isn't the end of the school year for me. No goodbye posts, no sentiments about the past year. I'm looking forward to Thursday, even though things aren't going to be the same as a regular school day. Leave the drama until the real end of the school year (meaning, once I get my clearances done). I've still got some work to do.

Broken beaker. Hooray.

Signing off.

And It Goes On...

The gates of hell have reopened. Hiatus has been lifted and I'm back to blogging.

So, what have I been doing while I was avoiding this thing, and why did I stop blogging for a while, anyway? Well, requirements. And I think no one's interested in the answer for the second question.

Ah, whatever. It was another one of my mood swings, those times I get frustrated when I blog, but it lasted longer.

Why am I frustrated at it? I'm supposed to love blogging. Yeah, I do. But not when...

And then some more stuff that happened while this blog was on hiatus.

• I missed this blog's 2nd birthday last February 22.
  
• I found out how to play around with the XML for Blogger beta. That means a new layout coming soon after months of delaying it to figure it out.
  
• Also...
  

...not really in the mood for that right now. I'd really like to write, but I'm kind of exhausted from the first 2 days of clearance period. Doing almost nothing, then suddenly being required to do something is tiring.

Signing off.

Practicing the End

This blog will be under hiatus until the 2nd weekend of March.

Still the end of all this nonsense is indefinite.

I don't want to explain anything yet.


Signing off.

Some Things Lost

Feels like something was shattered. All of a sudden I feel lost.


Yes. You might have gotten the idea that this is going to be a personal post. I'm not usually like this and I prefer to not mind these problems too much. I need to let these things that people don't expect me to be experiencing out. Read this. I linked to it some time ago, and it actually applies to everything you see here in this blog, but since the sidebar isn't really given attention, well, just read it before you go on. And yes, I don't have any specific person in mind when I make generalities. So, read on.

Like my grades. I got a 1.446 average this quarter. It's the highest I've ever gotten this year, but when I see the progress, I think "What now?". It looks like it will go down, and I might be out of the DL, again. While I'm worrying about staying in the list, others worry about raising their 1.3-something to above 1.25, or how their average is a little lower than the last quarter. Because of that, I feel like I'm a "lower-ranking one" among the director's listers. I hate it when I feel insecure.

And another realization this weekend. I'm not only a loner, but a lonely loner. Someone who is alone against their will. I kept insisting that it was my choice, but it turns out that I'm not able to stand being alone all the time. After talking to my mom about a certain person who seems to have changed so much that I can't keep up with and eventually drifted apart from. I only noticed that I really want a steady group of friends. They're sending me to a psychologist, though I fear that they'll only tell me to adjust to what my peers are like so that I could keep close friends. I don't want to sacrifice all of my individuality just to get company, but with the structure of peer groups, I wonder if there is another way.

I've seemed to have lost the reason why I blog. Blogging has lost it's spontaneity. It's because this stuff is getting too easy to get access of, so I have to be careful about what I place here instead of posting naturally. And honestly, I feel like that it has become a way to stratify people. That's why I'm now discouraged to blog as often as I used to.

And finally, my PS2 doesn't work. DX

Agh, never mind the last thing I said. That's all.


Signing off.

Before I start avoiding this thing again, I'll take the chance to update.

Okay. So, why haven't I been posting very often? School and requirements. Besides that Moodiness. I dunno. Sometimes, I don't feel like blogging because I think I going to make a post that sounds foolish, sentimental, something that I wouldn't want to look back at. I think I'm starting to avoid blogging where people know me and my reputation in fear that it will change what I am thought of. Is it a bad thing?

Will that count as anything?

Vague...

Right now, I'm thinking of what I'll do with this. Something I've been working on for almost 2 years and afraid of changing.


Signing off.

This thing finally loaded. Yay. Something might be going on with the internet connection, and I don't like it.

YMSAT is over. Mine was cut short because I got sick on the first two days for... something I'm not able to explain well.

So I think I wasn't able to get much from it. Except stress. And a broken pride. I thought we could win the Bio Quiz, but, I admit that there were groups that were better than ours at that time. I got disappointed because I thought of the contest as some way of getting "discovered", a way to find potential students to send off to interschool contests and things, and I lost the opportunity to show off. That's why I've been a bit of a sore loser during the awarding ceremony. Now, I think that it was alright. Everyone did great and I had fun joining it. I guess it's all good now (?).

No, wait. I did get a lot from it. A lot of things that I don't feel like getting sentimental about right now. But it was a fun three-day school week.

It's back to regular classes on Monday. Crisis mode.

Not really.


Signing off.

I'm back.

Not to put this blog on hiatus. I'm here to continue blogging, though I couldn't really think of something to blog about.

I didn't go to the recollection at school today. Instead, I finally had my sprain checked after the last time I did sometime on December. I actually had it checked, unlike the last time when all I got was an x-ray. For the first time in a few weeks, it's starting to hurt again. It's probably from when the doctor was stretching it in all directions to find out what kind of therapy it needs. Now it makes a cracking sound again.

Requirements are back. The YMSAT integrated project is already due on January 19. The deadline seems too soon, considering that the project was only assigned on the 3rd and it's a major requirement for 7 subjects. Hopefully we could finish 60% of the project tomorrow. Get ready.

I've been feeling very moody lately. It's still not clear to me why. I just know that it made me avoid blogging for a while.


Signing off.

All the trumpets and fireworks that go "boom tarat-tarat" last night, the fruits and cakes still on the table, firecracker debris, fires, resolutions(?) and all the text messages I've received today nag me to say...

Happy New Year!

And also, happy fourth quarter! :D Aye.

Now you get a chance (or are expected to, in some cases) to sort of "start over" and get back at your rotten luck last year. I hope I get to do it properly this time.

Resolutions: Still coming soon.

Oh, there's a resolution right there. :\


Signing off.