Maraming estudyante ang naghirap para makarating sa UP. Habol natin dito ang mura pero dekalidad na edukasyon. Kung tataas na naman ang tuition, paano na ang mga nahihirapang magbayad ng tuition? Paano na ang mga estudyanteng may mga nakababata pang kapatid na kailangan ding mag-aral? Paano na ang mga estudyanteng binubuhay ang kanilang sarili? Paano na ang mga estudyanteng baon na sa utang sa kasalukuyang 1000PHP/unit? Kasi naman, hindi niya alam ang ating sitwasyon. Hindi nya nasubukang maghirap.

Hindi ko talaga maintindihan kung bakit naisipan ni President Noynoy Aquino ang budget cut sa edukasyon. Hindi ba niya kilala si Rizal? O, baka hindi niya alam kung anong sinabi ni Rizal. Ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan. Kailangan nating ilabas ang "competent and abled professionals" mula sa mga estudyante. Alam nating lahat na dito sa UP nanggagaling ang karamihan niyan. At dito sa UP gustong mag-aral ng mga gustong maging "competent and abled" kahit kulang sa pera. Kung mababawasan ang budget sa edukasyon, mayroong mga mapipilitang lumipat sa ibang unibersidad. Mapipilitan ang susunod na batch na mag-aral nalang sakani-kanilang probinsya. Pero, gayunman, hindi lang naman UP ang apektabo nitong budget cut. ISIPIN NIYA SANA, maraming nasisirang pangarap dahil sa budget cut na 'to. Hindi lang pangarap ng mga estudyante at ng kanilang mga magulang, kundi pati ang pangarap ng bansa na magkaroon ng henerasyong ng "competent at abled" na professionals.

Someone's calling, who do you hope it is? Nadine passed me this question in Formspring. I said, "ask again if you really want to know. :P" But nobody asked again. Haha.

Four weeks ago, I might not be thinking of whoever I'm thinking of right now. Actually, I'm pretty sure the me four weeks ago would say this freak's name. I was thinking, if someone asks me this question again, I have to avoid his name. Which points me to another dude's name. Maybe you're thinking I'm a bitch, only thinking of boys. How immature. Well, now that I think about it, I am immature. I have to get over a phase of confusion. I am doing things for the wrong reasons.

I wake up in the morning thinking I don't want to miss any class. But still, when I'm there, in those boring rooms, my mind would wander and I don't learn a thing. And there are times I do listen in class, just because I want to be able to brag later on, that I understood whatever the lesson was. I mean, I should be going to class to learn. It's not that the tuition would go to waste, or that I would be able to answer whoever, the point is that I learn something.

And, yes, the question four weeks ago and the thing about going to class do have a connection. Stressing my point, I've become immature. Or maybe I already was, I just didn't know it. I am blogging without thinking, maybe I have ADHD. Or maybe what Prof Chua said about writing and self discovery really got into me.

Okay. Hmn, what else? Oh, if someone's calling, who do I hope it is? At this exact time, I hope it's my Mom. I have things to discuss with her, but I just don't have load. LAME. But, later this day, maybe I'd hope someone calls me just to say they miss me. That's it. I hope it's someone who misses me.

Am I immature? Am I taking Eng10 too seriously? Why do I keep blogging? So many questions, soo little answers. Or something like that.

It seems that I am going back to my old style of blogging. Though I never really thought I changed styles... or that I even have a "style", for that matter.

Anyhow, I've ranted about a lot of things lately. I wanna say I feel bad about it ('cause it's the right thing to do), but I'd be lying. Up to now, I edit that post to deliver my sentiments in a "good way". However, it's impossible. Really.

That is a post for different people that I want to erase in my life. But it seems that they don't read my blog, which sucks. To my readers, who respect me and my blog, I am sorry for that disturbing entry. I may not mean for you to be offended. Hi to my Physics mates, Geol mates, Pisayers of IRC (esp. Marcgell), to my Mom (I guess), to Lei, and to others who read my blog (and still respect me).

I planned to write a post about these people (who I want to erase in my life), but there'd be too much negativity in this blog. Really now, I should blog about that guy in CHK, or Prof Gaba, or my Chem 16 Lab and Lec. Wait... Maybe I should start now.

CHK Guy. I have a crush on this guy from CHK. Maybe you're thinking, "that is so high school." But, whatever. He's not gay cute, he's handsome. He's got good grades, so far. He's a member (or is he still an app?) of the Pep Squad. Snare drums. He likes Death Note, it's a plus. He's a Gleek. His PE is Jujitsu. He's got muscles. Oh, toned muscles. He jogs around the acad oval, T-F. I did not know this until yesterday. And I don't stalk. Martin (our common friend) told me to tease me. Now I'm more enthusiastic about jogging. Oh, if you're wondering, I know his name, but I'll keep it to myself. :P

Prof Gaba. Prof Chua. I really want to be a better writer. I want to be flexible when it comes to styles, and I want to get more ideas about what to write about and how to do it right. Now, my Creative Writing 10 (which I took with my own free will) is a tiny bit scary. Prof Gaba is really smart, thus he expect a lot from his students. I just hope I live up to his expectations. Prof Chua, in my English 10, just told us awhile ago that writing is this and that, and I did not just nod my head by instinct. I actually believe everything she said. I am too moved, that I promise I will not miss a single Eng 10 class.

Chem 16 Lab and Lec. I am sad and sad that I don't have a single lunch break in my schedule. Yes, it's Chem's fault. But, that aside, I'm enjoying Chem 16. I'll have to ace this one.

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What's with my title? xD

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What's with all the typos? O__O [Edit Dec 3, 8:22AM]

The title. Give the Ferry Man A [Not Here] Penny. I added a [Not Here] to give out this message: this is not the place to joke around. This is MY blog, with MY rules. I can kick your ass. Well, not really. I should stop being so cranky, don't you think?

[BULK POST]

[EDITED, dahil ang harsh ng unang post x3]

1. Kung anong shina-share ko sa maramirami kong accounts, 'yun lang talaga ang pwede kong i-share. 'Wag pakealamera ng buhay.

2. Opo, open minded ako. Pero ayoko sa mga manyak na comments. Please lang. Si Marcgell lang ang napapatawad ko.

3. 'Wag nyo kong subukan. Kung sinabi kong tama na, tama na.

4. Hindi ako nagpapaligaw. Bawal manligaw.

5. Ayokong naiistorbo ako ng wala lang. Ang may karapatan lang na guluhin ako ay si Lei at Dad ko. Sina Arden, Marcgell, at Pajas lang ang napapatawad kong nanggugulo.

6. Allergic ako sa clingy na tao.

7. Makapal ang mukha ko.

8. Malutong ako mag-mura.

9. Masama akong tao.

SHIT. This post just ruined my blog. And I am such a bitch.

I changed the background, not by much since I'm too lazy. And, I'm kinda getting sick of my lay. Maybe I should return my previous layout. :O Whatdyou guys think?

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I had my second Gender Sensitivity Training yesterday. :/ Do I look like a troubled girl? Really? And, I'm turning 18 in a few months. This seminars just take up too much of my precious time.

But, I actually had fun.

We tried to skip the whole thing, but Ate Zay is just too scary. The first activity we were able to participate in was a bit awkward. Each group should write what comes to mind when you hear the words: penis, vagina, breasts, anus, neck. I could've written a book all by myself, but, hey, it's funny. My already perv mind learned much. I don't think that's what the speakers wanted for us to learn, though. Haha. Deeper meanings and shit.

We had free food. :3 Oh, food, I can never abandon you.

We were re-grouped and were given situations to make a skit out of. First group, your roommate is gay and you and your parents don't like it. Second, you were harrased inside an Ikot jeep and don't know what to do. Third, you and your supposedly perfect boyfriend went all the way, now your pregnant. Fourth, you're abused by your Stepdad and was impregnated by him, and you're not really in good terms with your friends. Fifth, you meet your first ever boyfriend (who've had lots before you), and give everything to him, he leaves you. The skits were all too funny, though the situations were kinda serious.

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I still don't have a Christmas Wishlist. :O Have I finally changed and stopped being so selfish and materialistic, though I never saw myself that way before? :O

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I know that maybe now is a little too early, but I just can't hold this feeling anymore. I've been pretty much pretending to myself and the world, and this is not me. I'm coming out of the dark.

I don't like hate talking to Chan when she's speaking trying to speak in English. If you guys don't know who she is, she's my roommate. So I'm stuck with her for four or more months. But just now, my mind exploded and I want to give up on life. Her diction is all wrong. Her grammar is all wrong. Her sentence construction is all wrong. Her, oh, I don't know. I just can't understand her English. Okay, so I'm no Einstein either. But, be honest! At least my English is better than "I saw my, uh, like, I saw myself, uh, hanging in our window's room. I am so suicidal, like, you know. I had to, ano, talk, like, to some person." Hands down, I win.

This I'm about to do is very, very bitchy, excuse me, please. If you hate me after reading this post, well, I hate you for expecting too much from me! Kidding!

ANYWAY, she is so ignorant about a lot of things. ( I can't find a kinder word for ignorant, sorry. ) I'm not being a smartass. I mean, she doesn't know what YM is! Well, now she knows, but, heck?! And, and, and... when we first met, she asked me if I know how to party, what people do in parties, and if people drink. :| If you've watched anything on TV for an hour, or dwelled in the Internet for 30 minutes, flipped through a magazine or a newspaper, or walked around a mall... if you've done atleast one of these, you will know the answers to her questions.

Yes, I know how to party. In parties, people eat and drink, and dance, maybe spend some money, and have fun. Yes, people drink, but not necessarily alcohol (yeah, right).

It's like having my grandma for a roommate. She's got so many questions. What does EPIC mean? What are you doing? What's Photoshop? And sometimes she asks things that my mom or dad should probably ask me sometimes. Where did you go? Is that resto expensive? Did you spend all your money? Did your boyfriend treat you? Why don't you have a boyfriend? How was your day? And, those are my translations of the questions, by the way.

Speaking of EPIC, after learning what EPIC and EPIC FAIL means, all hell went loose. It added up to her synonyms for awesome. She describes something cool with: cool, so epic, like so awesome, great, perfect, the best. Choose atleast four to use in one sentence. :|

I want to re-type what she just told me now, when she saw me typing and killing my keyboard. But I can't keep up with the errors. I give up.

So, maybe you're thinking, "WTH, talk to her!" Well, the problem is, I start talking to her in plain Tagalog and she struggles to answer in alien English. I have to look stupid while decoding her phrases. At least she tries, I give her credit on that. And I bet she really really REALLY wants to learn English. She had English 1 last time, and she's enrolled in Communication 3 this sem. I don't want to discourage her, because I believe the Philippines needs competent professionals. I just hope she learns that she can talk to me in Tagalog.

I have a lot lot lot more to complain about, but this particular topics should be first.

[1:13 AM]

I got this from Chan's Comm 3 Class. xD

In 10 years I will be one of the hottest babes in the whole wide universe, if not the number one. I will be studying about whatever's new in Physics. I will be rich and beautiful, and married. I'll probably be married to a super model / athlete. He's adventurous and happy-go-lucky. He earns big even if he's not doing much. He probably practices Jujitsu or weight lifts. We'll have a boy and name him after my husband, [INSERT NAME HERE] the second.

In that year and on, I will be able to say confidently that I am God's child. I will help people achieve their dreams. I'm thinking of helping NIP and CHK students, from the happily married couple. Char!

I want my family to stay somewhere safe, in a country with a stable economy.

I'll consider whatever place a paradise as long as it's away from work... with a beach or a pool, and great shops. I'll bring either my family or friends, or both.

If I would bring my romantic partner somewhere, it would be somewhere faaaar, far, far away. With no girls. LOL.

My greatest achievement 10 years from now will be the time machine.

My life will revolve around my son and my work, my happiness: love and money. xD

I'm quite amazed at how pampered Physics Majors are. I thought I won't be able to get into any Physics 10 Class, but since I'm still a priority, being a Freshman, and being a Physics Major, Dr. Esguerra put me into his already full class. I shall consider staying in NIP.

I lost my umbrella last sem, in the main lib! Now, my Dad baught me a new one. But last time we went out, I left it with him. Fail!

I baught myself two pairs of slippers, since my old red Banana Peel died right before 1st sem ended. I also got six pairs of friends, since I left some at home. Dudes won't get that part, I know.

I can't believe Ate Zay will no longer be our corridor's Resident Assistant. It's just sad. I can't handle changes, so, it's a little stressful.

I love Jean Karen for her pasalubong to GA. ♥

From Have a Little Faith (Mitch Albom)

Maraming estudyante ang naghirap para makarating sa UP. Habol natin dito ang mura pero dekalidad na edukasyon. Kung tataas na naman ang tuition, paano na ang mga nahihirapang magbayad ng tuition? Paano na ang mga estudyanteng may mga nakababata pang kapatid na kailangan ding mag-aral? Paano na ang mga estudyanteng binubuhay ang kanilang sarili? Paano na ang mga estudyanteng baon na sa utang sa kasalukuyang 1000PHP/unit? Kasi naman, hindi niya alam ang ating sitwasyon. Hindi nya nasubukang maghirap.

Hindi ko talaga maintindihan kung bakit naisipan ni President Noynoy Aquino ang budget cut sa edukasyon. Hindi ba niya kilala si Rizal? O, baka hindi niya alam kung anong sinabi ni Rizal. Ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan. Kailangan nating ilabas ang "competent and abled professionals" mula sa mga estudyante. Alam nating lahat na dito sa UP nanggagaling ang karamihan niyan. At dito sa UP gustong mag-aral ng mga gustong maging "competent and abled" kahit kulang sa pera. Kung mababawasan ang budget sa edukasyon, mayroong mga mapipilitang lumipat sa ibang unibersidad. Mapipilitan ang susunod na batch na mag-aral nalang sakani-kanilang probinsya. Pero, gayunman, hindi lang naman UP ang apektabo nitong budget cut. ISIPIN NIYA SANA, maraming nasisirang pangarap dahil sa budget cut na 'to. Hindi lang pangarap ng mga estudyante at ng kanilang mga magulang, kundi pati ang pangarap ng bansa na magkaroon ng henerasyong ng "competent at abled" na professionals.

Someone's calling, who do you hope it is? Nadine passed me this question in Formspring. I said, "ask again if you really want to know. :P" But nobody asked again. Haha.

Four weeks ago, I might not be thinking of whoever I'm thinking of right now. Actually, I'm pretty sure the me four weeks ago would say this freak's name. I was thinking, if someone asks me this question again, I have to avoid his name. Which points me to another dude's name. Maybe you're thinking I'm a bitch, only thinking of boys. How immature. Well, now that I think about it, I am immature. I have to get over a phase of confusion. I am doing things for the wrong reasons.

I wake up in the morning thinking I don't want to miss any class. But still, when I'm there, in those boring rooms, my mind would wander and I don't learn a thing. And there are times I do listen in class, just because I want to be able to brag later on, that I understood whatever the lesson was. I mean, I should be going to class to learn. It's not that the tuition would go to waste, or that I would be able to answer whoever, the point is that I learn something.

And, yes, the question four weeks ago and the thing about going to class do have a connection. Stressing my point, I've become immature. Or maybe I already was, I just didn't know it. I am blogging without thinking, maybe I have ADHD. Or maybe what Prof Chua said about writing and self discovery really got into me.

Okay. Hmn, what else? Oh, if someone's calling, who do I hope it is? At this exact time, I hope it's my Mom. I have things to discuss with her, but I just don't have load. LAME. But, later this day, maybe I'd hope someone calls me just to say they miss me. That's it. I hope it's someone who misses me.

Am I immature? Am I taking Eng10 too seriously? Why do I keep blogging? So many questions, soo little answers. Or something like that.

It seems that I am going back to my old style of blogging. Though I never really thought I changed styles... or that I even have a "style", for that matter.

Anyhow, I've ranted about a lot of things lately. I wanna say I feel bad about it ('cause it's the right thing to do), but I'd be lying. Up to now, I edit that post to deliver my sentiments in a "good way". However, it's impossible. Really.

That is a post for different people that I want to erase in my life. But it seems that they don't read my blog, which sucks. To my readers, who respect me and my blog, I am sorry for that disturbing entry. I may not mean for you to be offended. Hi to my Physics mates, Geol mates, Pisayers of IRC (esp. Marcgell), to my Mom (I guess), to Lei, and to others who read my blog (and still respect me).

I planned to write a post about these people (who I want to erase in my life), but there'd be too much negativity in this blog. Really now, I should blog about that guy in CHK, or Prof Gaba, or my Chem 16 Lab and Lec. Wait... Maybe I should start now.

CHK Guy. I have a crush on this guy from CHK. Maybe you're thinking, "that is so high school." But, whatever. He's not gay cute, he's handsome. He's got good grades, so far. He's a member (or is he still an app?) of the Pep Squad. Snare drums. He likes Death Note, it's a plus. He's a Gleek. His PE is Jujitsu. He's got muscles. Oh, toned muscles. He jogs around the acad oval, T-F. I did not know this until yesterday. And I don't stalk. Martin (our common friend) told me to tease me. Now I'm more enthusiastic about jogging. Oh, if you're wondering, I know his name, but I'll keep it to myself. :P

Prof Gaba. Prof Chua. I really want to be a better writer. I want to be flexible when it comes to styles, and I want to get more ideas about what to write about and how to do it right. Now, my Creative Writing 10 (which I took with my own free will) is a tiny bit scary. Prof Gaba is really smart, thus he expect a lot from his students. I just hope I live up to his expectations. Prof Chua, in my English 10, just told us awhile ago that writing is this and that, and I did not just nod my head by instinct. I actually believe everything she said. I am too moved, that I promise I will not miss a single Eng 10 class.

Chem 16 Lab and Lec. I am sad and sad that I don't have a single lunch break in my schedule. Yes, it's Chem's fault. But, that aside, I'm enjoying Chem 16. I'll have to ace this one.

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What's with my title? xD

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What's with all the typos? O__O [Edit Dec 3, 8:22AM]

The title. Give the Ferry Man A [Not Here] Penny. I added a [Not Here] to give out this message: this is not the place to joke around. This is MY blog, with MY rules. I can kick your ass. Well, not really. I should stop being so cranky, don't you think?

[BULK POST]

[EDITED, dahil ang harsh ng unang post x3]

1. Kung anong shina-share ko sa maramirami kong accounts, 'yun lang talaga ang pwede kong i-share. 'Wag pakealamera ng buhay.

2. Opo, open minded ako. Pero ayoko sa mga manyak na comments. Please lang. Si Marcgell lang ang napapatawad ko.

3. 'Wag nyo kong subukan. Kung sinabi kong tama na, tama na.

4. Hindi ako nagpapaligaw. Bawal manligaw.

5. Ayokong naiistorbo ako ng wala lang. Ang may karapatan lang na guluhin ako ay si Lei at Dad ko. Sina Arden, Marcgell, at Pajas lang ang napapatawad kong nanggugulo.

6. Allergic ako sa clingy na tao.

7. Makapal ang mukha ko.

8. Malutong ako mag-mura.

9. Masama akong tao.

SHIT. This post just ruined my blog. And I am such a bitch.

I changed the background, not by much since I'm too lazy. And, I'm kinda getting sick of my lay. Maybe I should return my previous layout. :O Whatdyou guys think?

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I had my second Gender Sensitivity Training yesterday. :/ Do I look like a troubled girl? Really? And, I'm turning 18 in a few months. This seminars just take up too much of my precious time.

But, I actually had fun.

We tried to skip the whole thing, but Ate Zay is just too scary. The first activity we were able to participate in was a bit awkward. Each group should write what comes to mind when you hear the words: penis, vagina, breasts, anus, neck. I could've written a book all by myself, but, hey, it's funny. My already perv mind learned much. I don't think that's what the speakers wanted for us to learn, though. Haha. Deeper meanings and shit.

We had free food. :3 Oh, food, I can never abandon you.

We were re-grouped and were given situations to make a skit out of. First group, your roommate is gay and you and your parents don't like it. Second, you were harrased inside an Ikot jeep and don't know what to do. Third, you and your supposedly perfect boyfriend went all the way, now your pregnant. Fourth, you're abused by your Stepdad and was impregnated by him, and you're not really in good terms with your friends. Fifth, you meet your first ever boyfriend (who've had lots before you), and give everything to him, he leaves you. The skits were all too funny, though the situations were kinda serious.

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I still don't have a Christmas Wishlist. :O Have I finally changed and stopped being so selfish and materialistic, though I never saw myself that way before? :O

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I know that maybe now is a little too early, but I just can't hold this feeling anymore. I've been pretty much pretending to myself and the world, and this is not me. I'm coming out of the dark.

I don't like hate talking to Chan when she's speaking trying to speak in English. If you guys don't know who she is, she's my roommate. So I'm stuck with her for four or more months. But just now, my mind exploded and I want to give up on life. Her diction is all wrong. Her grammar is all wrong. Her sentence construction is all wrong. Her, oh, I don't know. I just can't understand her English. Okay, so I'm no Einstein either. But, be honest! At least my English is better than "I saw my, uh, like, I saw myself, uh, hanging in our window's room. I am so suicidal, like, you know. I had to, ano, talk, like, to some person." Hands down, I win.

This I'm about to do is very, very bitchy, excuse me, please. If you hate me after reading this post, well, I hate you for expecting too much from me! Kidding!

ANYWAY, she is so ignorant about a lot of things. ( I can't find a kinder word for ignorant, sorry. ) I'm not being a smartass. I mean, she doesn't know what YM is! Well, now she knows, but, heck?! And, and, and... when we first met, she asked me if I know how to party, what people do in parties, and if people drink. :| If you've watched anything on TV for an hour, or dwelled in the Internet for 30 minutes, flipped through a magazine or a newspaper, or walked around a mall... if you've done atleast one of these, you will know the answers to her questions.

Yes, I know how to party. In parties, people eat and drink, and dance, maybe spend some money, and have fun. Yes, people drink, but not necessarily alcohol (yeah, right).

It's like having my grandma for a roommate. She's got so many questions. What does EPIC mean? What are you doing? What's Photoshop? And sometimes she asks things that my mom or dad should probably ask me sometimes. Where did you go? Is that resto expensive? Did you spend all your money? Did your boyfriend treat you? Why don't you have a boyfriend? How was your day? And, those are my translations of the questions, by the way.

Speaking of EPIC, after learning what EPIC and EPIC FAIL means, all hell went loose. It added up to her synonyms for awesome. She describes something cool with: cool, so epic, like so awesome, great, perfect, the best. Choose atleast four to use in one sentence. :|

I want to re-type what she just told me now, when she saw me typing and killing my keyboard. But I can't keep up with the errors. I give up.

So, maybe you're thinking, "WTH, talk to her!" Well, the problem is, I start talking to her in plain Tagalog and she struggles to answer in alien English. I have to look stupid while decoding her phrases. At least she tries, I give her credit on that. And I bet she really really REALLY wants to learn English. She had English 1 last time, and she's enrolled in Communication 3 this sem. I don't want to discourage her, because I believe the Philippines needs competent professionals. I just hope she learns that she can talk to me in Tagalog.

I have a lot lot lot more to complain about, but this particular topics should be first.

[1:13 AM]

I got this from Chan's Comm 3 Class. xD

In 10 years I will be one of the hottest babes in the whole wide universe, if not the number one. I will be studying about whatever's new in Physics. I will be rich and beautiful, and married. I'll probably be married to a super model / athlete. He's adventurous and happy-go-lucky. He earns big even if he's not doing much. He probably practices Jujitsu or weight lifts. We'll have a boy and name him after my husband, [INSERT NAME HERE] the second.

In that year and on, I will be able to say confidently that I am God's child. I will help people achieve their dreams. I'm thinking of helping NIP and CHK students, from the happily married couple. Char!

I want my family to stay somewhere safe, in a country with a stable economy.

I'll consider whatever place a paradise as long as it's away from work... with a beach or a pool, and great shops. I'll bring either my family or friends, or both.

If I would bring my romantic partner somewhere, it would be somewhere faaaar, far, far away. With no girls. LOL.

My greatest achievement 10 years from now will be the time machine.

My life will revolve around my son and my work, my happiness: love and money. xD

I'm quite amazed at how pampered Physics Majors are. I thought I won't be able to get into any Physics 10 Class, but since I'm still a priority, being a Freshman, and being a Physics Major, Dr. Esguerra put me into his already full class. I shall consider staying in NIP.

I lost my umbrella last sem, in the main lib! Now, my Dad baught me a new one. But last time we went out, I left it with him. Fail!

I baught myself two pairs of slippers, since my old red Banana Peel died right before 1st sem ended. I also got six pairs of friends, since I left some at home. Dudes won't get that part, I know.

I can't believe Ate Zay will no longer be our corridor's Resident Assistant. It's just sad. I can't handle changes, so, it's a little stressful.

I love Jean Karen for her pasalubong to GA. ♥

From Have a Little Faith (Mitch Albom)