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August 05, 2008 and July 10, 2011 are the two dates I will always remember. These are the ends of a string I keep inside my pocket. I discreetly hold on to it as if it’s strong enough to stop me from visiting Perplex City and driven enough to push me towards the borders of Vivacious Ville (this “place” sounds funny). Anyway, I tied this piece of string around my finger so that I’ll always remember–think of it as a mini memorial. For growth’s sake, I need to think that this piece of string is not an elfin effigy. It’s just, after all, an ephemera. COME ON, ALPS AGUADO, stop this teenage drama. This is just a stupid heartache. Throw it away.
Intelligent people are impatient. They know that they have the ability to solve problems faster than those on the lower part of the Scholastic Pyramid. This notion weakens their heart for creativity because they gambled everything for competition’s sake. The fast paced knowledge industry wants to define the ideal brain persona–someone who is aggressively intelligent and competitive and can inject reflective practice into a reactive society. This isn’t a breed. This isn’t a compromise either. This is how human intelligence should function.
I just realized that I don’t have any entry for the month of April (my birthday month, btw) so before I begin to scribble on the May 2011 portion of my planner, I guess I have to broadcast quick updates first. April was a maelstrom of everything nice and bad. My personality engine starts to crank due to a stress aggregate which I can hardly define and illustrate. Thanks to my resiliency, I am able to deal with all the miserable matters in life. For sure, a bigger monster is already on its conception stage–but I guess I’ll be welcoming it with a big grin during its nascency.
The weather just resorted itself to rebellion and made sure to ask for a surprisingly high-value ransom from humankind. It’s March and it’s raining and I can’t jog! Just recently, I renewed my running contract to self since I am becoming a big boy. However, since the road to a slimmer figure is wet and slippery, I decided to have muscle-toning sessions in the comfort of my own room instead. The dumbells that I have been using are currently eaten by rust monsters. Fortunately, I bought some fitness gloves before and I am using them for the first time. It’s nice to shake the heavy hands of Curls again.
General updates about life first: I’m pretty fine, thank you. I have been drowning myself into learning materials lately because, except for being coerced to do so, I love having that “a-ha” feeling every time a morsel of knowledge gets stuck in my temporal lobe. It can be regarded as the shortest yet the most satisfying human orgasm. Satisfaction is reversely proportional to time interval anyway–at least to individuals like me who love to hit hard and run fast. Anyway, talking about learning, I am currently creating/maintaining the habit to read career supplement books since I love running an extra mile on the knowledge race track. True, The Knowledge Economy in a Knowledge Worker Age creates an atmosphere of competition but, in this human race epoch, the greatest competitor is The Self.
More than two years ago, I started to blog “daily things” under a category I call “Triumvirate.” Each episode of The Triumvirate Series is a crystallization of how my day went in three themes. This is my own, novel way of writing a daily journal. However, I stopped the series at #12 because I have decided to blog about single-themed post every now and then. When you take a closer look at the modern blogging trends, there’s a shift: The popularity of (micro-)blogging sites such as Tumblr and Twitter enabled the modern humans to blog, share or write at whim as if the stimulus is too-hot-to-handle and needs an urgent, highly inevitable response. There’s no single theme–just life as it is.
Each episode of The Triumvirate Series is a crystallization of how my day went in three themes. This is my own, novel way of writing a daily journal. Read the rationale here.
Boost. Before I grill myself with books, I usually buy 2 sachets of Extra Joss from our neighbourhood drugstore. Before I fry myself with readings, I usually play with my dog first to trigger the release of some gay endorphins. Before I boil myself with course notes, I usually switch on my study table lamp and stare at the blinding light as if it would condition my neurons to take some academic pain. But wait, it won’t turn on! I had started studying around 3 am because I had to wait for the electricity to come back. Of course, I did not get any sleep. Don’t touch me, I might break into pieces.
Each episode of The Triumvirate Series is a crystallization of how my day went in three themes. This is my own, novel way of writing a daily journal. Read the rationale here.
- Queer. Cielo was criticizing everything about me: From my folded sleeves that were supposed to accentuate my biceps to the way I ate the spicy pork I ordered from the cafeteria. Too bad I gave in. The queer can always stir.
- Catastrophism. I just can’t imagine how the remaining days of the semester would look like: Documentary video, 2 PR oral defenses, a Villar* Research Paper (It’s not a Research Paper, it’s a Villar Research Paper), an outlier Biology exam, two more Statistics exam, Internship matters, more of people politics and people unworthy of my time and attention. I can experience catastrophe and I can give you a share of it.
- White. I just bought a white, Adidas bag. Mahn, it’s hard to maintain a white, leather-ish bag. Alagain, as I call it. It always starts with compulsion; Maintenance follows.
*ProfessorVillar is my Scientific Research Writing professor.
Each episode of The Triumvirate Series is a crystallization of how my day went in three themes. This is my own, novel way of writing a daily journal. Read the rationale here.
1. Epic. It has been a while since I had my last entry for the Triumvirate series. Nevertheless, I still have the eagerness to continue this, to continue molding earth fragments that would constitute an imperfect memoir. I’m waiting for that climax to happen. And my way’s really dirty. The dirtier the way to the peak, the more explosive the climax would be.
2. Epic fail. I failed, again. I experience a lot of epic failures. But they can’t match this kind of failure I am experiencing right now. Tell me your failure and I will tell you it’s not.
3. Epic hero. I am currently surfing on the trough of my biorhythm. But I know I will be back on the crest again. I have a new sword, made with the same alloy. I have a new buckler, made by the same smith. And I have a new pencil case, with the same types of vital stationery.
Each episode of The Triumvirate Series is a crystallization of how my day went in three themes. This is my own, novel way of writing a daily journal. Read the rationale here.
Some Art Exhibit (Titles to follow)
- Diamonds. We are already studying about minerals in Geology. And I fancied about Diamonds. Diamonds are just orderly-structured Carbon (the same element found in a cheap charcoal and graphite). They can be formed through intense pressure in the mantle (a layer of the earth) or through intense pressure using a machine (that results, therefore, in a synthetic one). My professor, since he teaches a General Education course, wants his lessons to be socially relevant. And hey, it’s hard to relate Geologic concepts to social issues–but he tries nevertheless: Cheap can be luxurious after the application of intense pressure.
- Extraneous. In our scientific and technical writing class, we are already giving some special attention to variables. During elementary and high school, I (or we) just knew 2 general kinds: The independent and independent variable. But now, there are many of them, and they make me confused. Anyway, one of the variables we tackled a while ago was the Extraneous type. Extraneous variables, in layman’s terms, are those which are not expected to become a part of an experiment, which, of course, could alter the expected outcome. Extraneous variables are also found in daily life: third parties or more popularly known as “kabit” are the perfect, socially relevant example. And yeah, they alter the experiment’s supposed outcome. Extraneous variables, however, can be formally introduced to the experiment depending on the researcher’s preference. Haha.
- Vision. On our Speech communication class, we talked about the elements of a good visual presentation. We came to a conclusion that content reigns supreme and substance comes over style. Wait, a reservation–But we are still visual creatures and we always judge everything by its face value; It’s an irony and it’s reality.
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