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Fourth of September

it's a saturday. too many things in just a day. let us see how many.

first things first. early in the morning, i received an sms from a friend inviting me to attend a journalism seminar they were having at school. i declined. why? i didn't feel 'IN' it. and besides i was not even sure of joining their publication. after several persuasion, i agreed to be there. so i dashed to the bathroom and cleaned up my arse. talk about ecstacy!

Morale of the event:
wash your arse first thing in the morning so you don't rush when someone persuades you to get somewhere.
dream, believe... ATTACK!

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before the seminar ended, i rushed home to prepare for the next seminar we were required to attend to in my Philosophy class. with anxiety all over my system, my friend jake and i decided to take a ride at the LRT so we could get to our destination without being late for more than half an hour. i was completely pissed off! since we were together, we decided to ride at the rear part of the train where most men are. it was half-past 12. rush hour. need i say more? ok. we both were crushed by those macho idiots!

Morale of the event:
don't always assume that you are one-of-the-boys.

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my Philosophy seminar was supposed to be a blast. maybe i expected too much. but hey! didn't we pay to have Mr. Jaime Licauco to speak before us? did i gain anything from it? not much. we have textbooks for that. and the spaghetti wasn't worth FIGHTING for! the taste was bland.

Morale of the event:
assumptions are not always correct that's why they are called so.
not all foods named spaghetti are made by French. sometimes they are made by French wannabees...
be careful what you fight for. otherwise you might lose your life for something that is not of equal value to it.

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jake, czarina, carol and i decided to go to RobPlaceMla. thinking it was only a few steps away from where the seminar was held, we walked. hell yeah! we walked! we only realized its ACTUAL distance when we arrived at our destination with sore feet, gasping for fresh air, undoubtedly hungry. i was losing grip of my rationale because of hunger. i was irritable already. so maybe i pissed them off-- cza and carol. but what the heck! i was hungry and out of my senses. so i was left with jake. we pigged out at McDonald's before roaming around looking for that something we didn't know. until i saw this bookstore. i remembered to buy myself a NEW AMERICAN BIBLE. what was that? you read it right. a BIBLE. not that i have become much more of a catholic. i needed the book for my Religious class.

shopped for some things at Papemelroti. which i would eventually give to someone. *sigh...

then i saw Animenia. i almost missed what i was looking for until i decided to ask for it. my lucky day! i was able to purchase a copy of the last chapters of Kenshin Himura's life. SEISOUHEN. i was so excited that the moment i saw it and verified it, i immediately called up Kristoffer to inform hm of my fortunate find! and how i told him he was some kind of a loser because I HAD IT FIRST! hehehehe

Morale of the event:
do not talk to a hungry person.
shop for a while to ease down the CHOW.
seek and you will find... ask and you shall receive... NYAHAHAHA!
losers are those who do not have... SEISOUHEN!

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i was only too happy to go home. what with my find! i was so eager to watch the vcd that i bought. but damned traffic jam! and when i did come home... i found out that my laptop had been hacked and been rummaged by a virus... DAMN! i lost everything! i couldn't even watch my vcd nor my dvds on it. lost my thousand music files and pix! WHAT A FUCKAROW!
[it's been fixed by now. i'm using my laptop but it's too damn slow. 24.09]

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far too many things in a day...