- MOPIT. Consider me weird but when it comes to writing dakai, I'm the worst perfectionist in the world--it normally takes me an average of 2 hours to write a dakai that's decent in my eyes.
- ThinkQuest. Ma'am Tiu said there would be a task for us, but she haven't uploaded it yet.
- LE Assignment. Meal management stuff. :( The bad thing about having no book is that you have infinite references to copy from, which can spend you lots of time.
- Study P6. This is optional.
- Study Eco. Hmmm?
- Answer Speech Book.
My ultimate goal for this year is to.... *TADAH!* not be a procrastinator anymore. So I have to do these things so I can watch Karate Kid later with my dad:
"Stress, stress, stress.." A familiar voice sirens in the hallow corridors I tread. As I look into the classrooms I've passed through, the seats I've once occupied and maybe even left a mark to, the bespectacled freshman, the pretentious sophomore and the pensive junior I've once been, I can't help but reflect on the three years I've spent, and if I've spent them correctly. There's always a next year. It was my optimistic spirit that kept me going amidst all the trials I encountered in the past few years. Sadly, this spirit will not motivate me anymore if I mess up. There's no next year, you moron, this is your last year and it's supposed to be perfect. But now it's all screwed up. I heave a long sigh and plaster a feigned nonchalant smile on my face and push through the door. I'm ready and nothing can stop me....
And I laugh a good laugh (more of a guffaw to be exact) when I realize my classmates are staring at me without the faint idea what's gotten into me. And they laugh, too. Perhaps because of my infectious laughter or because of my looking like a moron--I don't know. All I know is I'm gonna rock this year. :)
And I laugh a good laugh (more of a guffaw to be exact) when I realize my classmates are staring at me without the faint idea what's gotten into me. And they laugh, too. Perhaps because of my infectious laughter or because of my looking like a moron--I don't know. All I know is I'm gonna rock this year. :)
Back then, falling in love with a fictional character was not really my thing. When the Twilight wave hit in, I was unfazed by Edward's perfection and Jacob's heavy-packed abs. When everybody was going gaga over Chuck Bass, sure, I slightly admired his suaveness and his ego, but wasn't totally smitten by him . When Santa Claus was still non-fictional to me, he was just another jolly man in a bright red suit and a bush-like mustache. Besides,he's not really my type! I didn't exactly realize I could fall in love with someone unreal(excluding Santa, I can't manage to see kids weep upon reading this. Yo, kids, Santa is absolutely 100% real.) --until I met Dr. Gregory House.
Well, he's not exactly the charmer, he ain't got the "looks that could kill" and the carefree demeanor. He's even rude and sarcastic to his patients! But what got me hooked is his appeal--the way he messes things up carelessly and manages to get the answers later out of his own mess, the way he manipulates his own boss, the way he's like Sherlock Holmes..(he can figure out how sick you are just by looking at you, and touching at your glands, of course) He's twice my age..but so what? He cracks me up with his witty antics and sarcastic metaphors more than any of the guys my age. Plus, he's a sexy and available bachelor! With him, everything just seems better, and even--healthier.(Okay, excuse my bad attempt at making jokes)
Other doctors treat patients for a reason, to earn money, but they don't give a damn about them. House is different. He appears not to care about his patients' health, but he actually does! There's one line he uttered during one of his arguments with a megalomaniac who plans to fire him: "You're not a doctor. If you are, you wouldn't be able to sleep well at night." These are not the exact words, though, but you get the idea. I've seen his many attempts to break the rules just to save a patient. I've seen how he risked his own doctor's license just to let his patient live longer. And most especially, I've seen him..wait for it...naked! KIDDING! :))
The downside with him is that with me stalking him now, I get to see blood spurting from the insides, eyes popping out and brain exploding so beautifully you can't help but exclaim "Yucks!"
Plus, I can't very much follow all those doctor talk. You all know that Biology is not one of my strengths and is the very least of my hobbies so it's hard trying to recap all those Biology, anatomy stuff in my brain as I listen to them talking. Sometimes, I wonder if I've learned anything from Bio.*sighs*
The love bug has bitten me all over again! Gotta go now, I'm still going to fantasize him..*drools*
Well, he's not exactly the charmer, he ain't got the "looks that could kill" and the carefree demeanor. He's even rude and sarcastic to his patients! But what got me hooked is his appeal--the way he messes things up carelessly and manages to get the answers later out of his own mess, the way he manipulates his own boss, the way he's like Sherlock Holmes..(he can figure out how sick you are just by looking at you, and touching at your glands, of course) He's twice my age..but so what? He cracks me up with his witty antics and sarcastic metaphors more than any of the guys my age. Plus, he's a sexy and available bachelor! With him, everything just seems better, and even--healthier.(Okay, excuse my bad attempt at making jokes)
Other doctors treat patients for a reason, to earn money, but they don't give a damn about them. House is different. He appears not to care about his patients' health, but he actually does! There's one line he uttered during one of his arguments with a megalomaniac who plans to fire him: "You're not a doctor. If you are, you wouldn't be able to sleep well at night." These are not the exact words, though, but you get the idea. I've seen his many attempts to break the rules just to save a patient. I've seen how he risked his own doctor's license just to let his patient live longer. And most especially, I've seen him..wait for it...naked! KIDDING! :))
The downside with him is that with me stalking him now, I get to see blood spurting from the insides, eyes popping out and brain exploding so beautifully you can't help but exclaim "Yucks!"
Plus, I can't very much follow all those doctor talk. You all know that Biology is not one of my strengths and is the very least of my hobbies so it's hard trying to recap all those Biology, anatomy stuff in my brain as I listen to them talking. Sometimes, I wonder if I've learned anything from Bio.*sighs*
The love bug has bitten me all over again! Gotta go now, I'm still going to fantasize him..*drools*
I've had a lot of first posts before--given the number of blogs that I made but were made defunct due to forgotten passwords and usernames (I enjoyed writing first posts too much that I forgot them)---but this is different. I want this first post to introduce the new me: different from the awkward, gawky and weird girl who keeps a diary filled with "I hate *insert random person here*" entries.
Okay, let me start with my first post:
I lost 200 pounds and I've got a body of a supermodel. I drive a red convertible and I party, like, every night. I'm the hottest girl on the planet----
WHO AM I KIDDING?
I'm still the same awkward, gawky and weird girl, and yes,I still write "I hate *insert random person here*" entries in my diary no matter how childish I may seem. I'm still the same girl who, at the end of the day, wishes she were somebody else. I'm still the pessimistic, neurotic girl who keeps her musings to herself because she thinks they are non-sense. I'm still the opposite of Ms. Congeniality who has a hard time to make friends because of her impulsiveness. Yes, I hate myself. But I'm working on loving myself and accepting my flaws, impurities and quirkiness.
The primary reason that I joined Xiamen Tour is I want to escape from the responsibility and duties I have here in the Philippines. Judging from my third year(which was the most stressful year for me), I need an escapade and just let loose. I need to know myself before I face the arrays of homeworks, tasks and *gasps* Entrance exams. I need to grow--morally and emotionally. Did it work? Partly yes, partly no. (I'm like writing an essay)
Yes, I did escape from a lot of things but I also faced a lot of difficulties especially with certain people. I learned domestic things and probably lost weight doing those things but I lost the Internet and the latest news. I had fun doing all sorts of stuff but I didn't allot time to develop myself intellectually.
Then it dawned on me--it's hard to change. No matter how persistent you are with changing into someone more carefree, more pessimistic, and more happy-go-lucky, if you're not really that kind of person, you efforts will go astray. You just have to believe in the people who love you, and just remember the happy memories you spent, soon you'll forget about your unfulfilled goals of being a writer and how mediocre your first post is. After all, when you die, you'll not gonna think about first posts anyway. :)
Okay, let me start with my first post:
I lost 200 pounds and I've got a body of a supermodel. I drive a red convertible and I party, like, every night. I'm the hottest girl on the planet----
WHO AM I KIDDING?
I'm still the same awkward, gawky and weird girl, and yes,I still write "I hate *insert random person here*" entries in my diary no matter how childish I may seem. I'm still the same girl who, at the end of the day, wishes she were somebody else. I'm still the pessimistic, neurotic girl who keeps her musings to herself because she thinks they are non-sense. I'm still the opposite of Ms. Congeniality who has a hard time to make friends because of her impulsiveness. Yes, I hate myself. But I'm working on loving myself and accepting my flaws, impurities and quirkiness.
The primary reason that I joined Xiamen Tour is I want to escape from the responsibility and duties I have here in the Philippines. Judging from my third year(which was the most stressful year for me), I need an escapade and just let loose. I need to know myself before I face the arrays of homeworks, tasks and *gasps* Entrance exams. I need to grow--morally and emotionally. Did it work? Partly yes, partly no. (I'm like writing an essay)
Yes, I did escape from a lot of things but I also faced a lot of difficulties especially with certain people. I learned domestic things and probably lost weight doing those things but I lost the Internet and the latest news. I had fun doing all sorts of stuff but I didn't allot time to develop myself intellectually.
Then it dawned on me--it's hard to change. No matter how persistent you are with changing into someone more carefree, more pessimistic, and more happy-go-lucky, if you're not really that kind of person, you efforts will go astray. You just have to believe in the people who love you, and just remember the happy memories you spent, soon you'll forget about your unfulfilled goals of being a writer and how mediocre your first post is. After all, when you die, you'll not gonna think about first posts anyway. :)
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