For a college student’s regular semester, there would always be some crucial moment in time when you realize that you already wanna drop from school. That moment has just come. Hi, fellows.
“Ayoko nang mag-aral!“
I know: It’s stupid. It started weeks ago when I was drenched in school work amid the relentless typhoons or LPAs or whatever. It’s what I thought kahapon: 08.08.08. And then I realized, “Hey, is it finals week yet?” Darling, no, my notebook said. ( + )
Okay, so before I spill other bizarre facts about me, I wanna share this quote I heard from a radio show during a Tamaraw FX ride yesterday:
DJ (to caller): Okay, who do you want to greet?
CALLER: My friends.
DJ: Okay, go ahead.
CALLER: I wanna say “hi” to my friends.
1. A couple of days ago, a bunch of Paulinian batchmates and I went into another classmate’s house who did gave birth just last week. She has a cute, fair-skinned (now, why did I include this? It sounds so incriminating), healthy baby boy and we spent almost the entire afternoon just ogling at the adorable infant and taking pictures of him: He looked like he’s already one-month old. Hehe. Even if this incident of young motherhood happened, I’m so relieved that all of us were all watchful of not being so conceited of being all “pure and clean.” The kid was the first-born of practically everyone from St. Lorenzo Ruiz 2005-06. Lol. But seriously, he has gotten all our love at once.And if you happen to be a classmate of mine reading this, and has a Multiply account, you gotta add me (luisitoo) to see the pictures (of us with the kid) HERE.
Shet, hindi ako nanonood ng Maging SIno Ka Man pero nainspire kami to dress like em unwaringly. Lol!
PS At the same day, Keneth was asking me if I had watched American Pie: Beta House (sixth installment).
BARRY: Not yet. I only have American Pie’s One to Five in a DVD-9.
BARRY: American Pie Four: Band Camp has got to be my favorite.
KENETH: Eww. That totally sucks! Of all the other installments, that’s the one I hated most.
BARRY: Why? I liked it. It’s not so obscene unlike the others. It’s kinda wholesome. So why do you hate it then? ( + )
It’s just 27 days before Christmas. Getting excited, huh?
I always anticipate for Christmas. It’s the only time of the year where I hold my horses and escape from being a hideous monster and transfigure into a meek lamb. It’s the season where I am really really nice and humble. It’s the season to pray.
This is not corny, people.
I’m someone who doesn’t expect gifts for Christmas aside from the reason that generally all my friends are kuripot (on second thought, so am I. Lol.). For me, Christmas is some time where bonding should be first in Sta. Claus’s list. (I didn’t believe in this incredibly obese guy: we had no chimney at home.) Not Divisoria sprees. Not for snatchers to let loose from their paddocks. Not overseas trips. Not peace. Not even love. There’s no such thing that you would actually want to be with someone this Christmas because you vehemently miss or that you love him/her or whoever. It’s that you want to be sheltered and secure; the thing is that your family or loved ones are the only ones who can give it to you effortlessly. Duh.
Have you ever wondered why it’s always wintry during Christmas?