New People and Ruined Feels

Last Thursday, I finally met quite few new people in my school. Mostly my co-teachers from different department. I had fun talking to the teachers from Faculty 4 (I will be in Faculty 2, first table you'll see when you open the door. I'll probably be the receptionist of our faculty.) They seem cool and fun.

Second Pair and Two Halves Missing

I guess I only received 2 additional half-brains. I was able to do downward 4-petal flower, albeit a VERY clumsy one. I get extra spins on every other petals and they're all over the place. I haven't even started on upward 4-petal flower and there's still the fucking antispins which would need further additional pairs of brain. And then there's the triquetra (and its antispin). And my planes! How can I do plane-brakes if my planes are ALWAYS fucking skewed. And I can't even do a beginner buzzsaw without hitting my fucking face. Butterfly behind the back and turns. Upward threading the needle. Crossers. Aaaaargh. Fuck. I wanna do fluid motions soon.

PS: Finished and graduated BBS and well, I just fucking hope everyone forgets what I fucking did yesterday.

PPS: Unannounced GA's are schedule ruiners.

Damn Lyricist

There's an albatross around your neck,

All the things you've said,

And the things you've done,

Can you carry it with no regrets,

Can you stand the person you've become,

Ooh there's a light

Some words just really strike you in the dead of the night (or any other time that you're in the cover of darkness). 

BBS1

I regret a lot of things I did and said today.

Hopefully, that will be the last.

Never again.

Just 10 months, remember?

PS: Second day of not practicing poi. I'll try to practice a little when I wake up.

PPS: I wish I wont be in her group. Please.

PPPS: Got my first debit card today.

Missing Coordinators, ATMs, Modules, Flowers and Glasses

I am tired and I don't have much valid reason why. And hell, it's just still Monday.

We had a moral and spiritual seminar/orientation. I don't want to comment on that. Just be satisfied with "I am so out of place." I don't know why. I believe in God but I am doubtful of the church. And I don't really like this type of events. And to think that we'll have a two-day basic bible seminar starting tomorrow. Hell, I haven't even read the bible.

Missing Lifestyle Points

Yesterday morning, when I logged in Sims Free Play, ALL my fucking Lifestyle Points are GONE! I don't buy them, I save them to buy a house I want. I had almost 50 LP. ;A;

There is a problem with their Cloud too. I just hope that they will fix it and when they do, I wish they'll return my points.

/heartbreak

Still Undelivered

My request for four additional brains is not yet fulfilled. Fucking flowers. 

This is why beginners should not insist on doing intermediate level routines.

First Day

My job started today.

General assembly with a little orientation in the morning. I can't even fucking remember 10 names of my colleagues.

Luuuuunnnch. More than 2 hours lunch break. First time to use the chips to buy food. I will avoid the fried pork chop in the future. There's a drinking fountain on the 2nd floor. 40 php rice allowance per day isn't enough.

Early Morning Conclusions

I really should not have done that.

But, yeah, fuck it.

Late Night Musings II or Maybe an Early Morning One

Wao. I'm trying to write my second entry for today. What has gotten into me?

Hopefully, this isn't rude and annoying as the last one.

I still don't know what I wanna do next. And I had written about it (in different ways) several times and somehow come to conclusion and then a few weeks or days later, I'd want to retract my words and come up to a new one. Fickle.

Late Night Musings

I know I should  not try to write blog entries in the middle of the night. I'm mostly a nocturnal creature. It's the time when I can think the most, feel the most. So, thus results in overly-emotional, regretted-in-the-morning-or-at-least-the-next-time-I-wake-up entries.

Ahh, but fuck it. I probably need the release anyway.

I don't know what to do next. I'm discontent. I'm thankful of a lot of things. I'm disappointed with the rest. And I think I'm not grateful enough and I don't like it.

Of Work, Wedding and Wake

I have not touched this blog for more than a year and I have no excuse as to why I didn't logged in even once, didn't view it even once. I think I had a few things I could have made a post or two about -- I fucking finally graduated and took my licensure exam, for fuck's sake, the sense of failure during my graduation, the jitters of waiting for the result, the little visit to St. Lukes, the speech in front of thousands of teachers in Cuneta Astrodome-- but I didn't. Maybe there's a post or two coming about that. Maybe.

And this post might be mostly confessional, mostly illogical and mostly emotional in nature.