The Bum Log #3 (Nuisances)
(Tuesday, September 26, 2006)
Damn it! UST lost the first face-off game with Ateneo last Sunday. And with just a one-second play by Doug Kramer. One damn second. That's all it took! It's crazy! I'm no sports afficionado, but I know the Tiger's defense sucked big time there. Kramer basically skipped, pranced, and did a little pirouette to the ring! It's damn crazy. My mother and I were hysterical watching the game. Let's hope for a revenge on game two. But even if UST doesn't bag the championship this season, it's already a feat making it to the finals. I'm proud of them all the same.
Another damn it! My manga source is experiencing extreme downtime which will last for a few more days. Waaah. I badly want to see the rest of Nana already. Reading spoilers just doesn't cut it.
Yet another damn it! I'm out of cereals! I even turned the foil inside out to make sure I get all the crumbs. I am
that hungry.
The Bum Log #2 (Self-entertainment!)
(Thursday, September 21, 2006)
Hisaya Nakajo's beloved shoujo manga
Hanazakari no Kimitachi E is finally going to be a TV drama! Kyaaa! ♥ It's still in production and hopefully will be released this year in Taiwan. Ella, who'll play Rui Xui (Mizuki in the manga version), really looks cute as a boy! The manga revolves around Mizuki who goes to Japan to meet the high-jumper he admires, Sano. As she wants to be close to him, she enrolls at Sano's school. The thing is, Sano attends an all-boys academy, so Mizuki has to disguise herself as boy throughout her stay there. Crazy romance ensues! This is a lame synopsis, but the story is really hilarious and cute. Kyaaa! Just hope they do the manga justice because I really love HanaKimi. I love it so much I even signed an online petition for its much-prayed-for anime adaptation. C'mon give us the anime already!
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Indulging myself in manga and anime fandom right now. Just finished
Paradise Kiss and currently in
Nana's volume five. Mangaka Ai Yazawa really loves surprising her readers with weird odds and ends in her stories. But I like it, flawed romance and tragic endings are more human and definitely interesting. When I first saw Ren from Nana, I thought his padlock necklace looks suspiciously like Sid Vicious'. Turns out his character is based from the junkie and now deceased Sex Pistol's bassist. So, yeah, I like him. Sid too.
Ouran High School Host Club (series) is about to end in Japan next week. T_T Can't wait for the subbed version in YouTube. The manga is still ongoing and yes, I'll follow it.
I'm thinking of reading FuriKuri next. And I'm yet to see Furuba's final chapter, so I have to look for that.
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And this really made my day: UST Growling Tigers made it to the finals! Yay! Well, it's about time! Impressive team performance this season and coach Pido Jarencio is a real miracle worker.
Here be the bum log commences! (Again)
After updating my resume today (so I can scatter them around the metro yet again), I figured my "accomplishments" (and I use that term very loosely) aren't as impressive as I once imagined. Before, I thought, hey, maybe it's good enough to at least land me some decent work, but employers have no use for just-good-enough people. They want the best, the creme de la creme, the "man" who can do the job and then some. And if you compare my resume to someone else's (a batchmate or anyone my age), mine will look absolutely mediocre. Sure, I did a few stints here and there, but so what? Everybody has done that, nothing new there. So, professionally, I'm still a big barney. Unlike most people I know who have awards to brag about, been granted fellowships and scholarships, published everywhere, elbow rubs with the right people, and can fart opuses at will, I'm just a wannabe. Resumes are just for show, I guess. But it would be nice to have good material even if it is just for show. Well, it'll have to do for now. Just have to keep my faith up and fingers crossed.
I don't regret my choices. Ok, maybe a few, but I'm sure even the bad ones did me some sort of good. I've always been a big dreamer that sometimes my thoughts shoot off too fast, too careless. I want to do many things and be many things, but I always find excuses not to do something about it. It's tiring to be lazy, really. Tsk. That's why I have to get up on my feet and chase after them already.
Work is for chumps!
(Tuesday, September 19, 2006)
I'm not a tree! I finally resigned. Normally, unemployment is an unpleasant thing. But right now...woohoo! No source of income, but just glad to be relieved of all the negative vibes and unhappy thoughts. ^_^ Seems like quitting is the new trend these days. Hahaha.
And to add up to the merriment, I have cookies, milk, and cereals! Happy days are really here!
Have to keep my priorities straight. I want to do better from now on. ^_^
Wrong things and a post birthday blast
(Wednesday, September 13, 2006)
If it feels wrong, then it must be wrong.
Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong.
I can't do this any longer. I'm so unhappy. :( And I don't mean that in my exaggerated way of putting things. This cruel joke has been going on for months now. It has to stop.
I shouldn't have seen "The Devil Wears Prada." It was fine and all, but it's a fucking job movie, so right now, I hate it.
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Thanks for the company, greetings, and presents (even though I imposed them on you).
Happy freakin' birthday!
(Friday, September 08, 2006)
At 21, I'm gender-blind, with bi-polar disorder, astigmatism, irregular bowel movements, currently underemployed, unsuccessful, unachieved, uncultured, unstable, unreasonably frugal, a poor common folk, award-less, talent-less, forgetful, confused, narcoleptic, socially inept, lazy, crabby, pushy, pervy, still a singleton, gross, fugly, fat ass, and just recently, sporting blue hair streaks.
But hey, I at least got this far. So for that, I'm very thankful.
PS: Mother Mary and Arlene, I feel so blessed sharing this day with you. Happy birthday!
Hello, Ground!
(Sunday, September 03, 2006)
From "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" movie. (Source: IMDB)
The Book: It is important to note that suddenly, and against all probabiliy, a Sperm Whale had been called into existance several miles above the surface of an alien planet. Since this isn't a naturally tenable position for a whale, this innocent creature had very little time to come to terms with its identitity. This is what it thought, as it fell:
The Whale: Ahhh! Woooh! What's happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What's my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Okay okay calm down, calm down get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? Its a sort of tingling in my... well I suppose I better start finding names for things. Lets call it a... tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, whats this roaring sound, wooshing past what I'm suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It'll do. Yeah, this is really exciting. I'm dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There's an awful lot of that now isn't it? And what' this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like 'Ow', 'Ownge', 'Round', 'Ground'! Thats it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it'll be friends with me? Hello Ground!
[Dies]Haha. Life is funny and sad this way.
