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Growth is uneasy. And this will be one of my growth manifestations (sorry for not qualifying the term “growth”) that the public will ever witness. My friends and I had a serious question back in college after I published my last The Way We Plan (TWWP) entry, college edition. TWWP is actually my annual attempt to showcase the planners and/or journals of my college friends. I think I’m just obsessed with organizing my life to the extent that I want to see and share how other people do it (through choosing a planner, that is). Or, maybe, I just want to showcase my friends. Or, maybe, the former has more truth in it.
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I had double cheese burger for dinner. That means a double-the-fun yet double-the-cholesterol meal. Weirdly, every time I eat one, the urge to write comes as a divine force. Divinity, for me, is all about accepting something you don’t really expect at all. It is something that you know you don’t deserve but accepts it anyway because you feel it gives a burden on your name. I pull my inspiration to write from this elysian force so that all my brains would work. Amen to you, dear cheeseburger. Anyway, I already have a job–but I won’t talk about it here because I believe that this matter deserves a separate entry. What I want to write about is a crystallization of all the learnings I imbibed during the painfully long process of job hunting.
I have attended several job interviews already and I realized that the most recurring question is: “What’s your weakness?”. Before I go to my interview appointment, I rehearse my answers to the most common interview questions–and I do it in our house’s comfort room. There’s something in the CR that makes me more eloquent and that conditions my mind to deliver kick-ass answers. If there’s a company that holds their interviews in such sacred room, I’ll come out as a highly revered saint.
Observant people tell me that I blog more often than before. Well, I think it’s even an understatement. I rarely blog every day, or even every week–I think I blog only twice or thrice a month. And this is a justifiable excuse because of the different justifiable forces that prevent me to do so. If something justifiable inhibited you to do something, then the direct causes of inhibition would also be as justifiable. This is the kind of logic I sustain in my values stream that kept me breathing. But I guess this won’t work in the crazily fast-paced lifestyle of the 21st century.
This picture was taken during a cycling event in Taguig City, near Market! Market!, when Jorron, Noemi and I served as support staff for the said event. I told Jorron to take a picture of me while I am sitting on the point where these yellow lines meet. There was no sensible rationale for such act but I asked for a picture anyway. I was on an intersection, I am on an intersection.
The semester that was
The second semester of our junior year is the hardest semester to date. More than that, I did not expect that the recent semester was that hard. College life would be a hard life, that’s the thing I have whole-heartedly accepted since second year. Pero tang-ina, literal na hindi na ako natutulog at literal na mamamatay ako sa mga pinapagawa ng mga professors.
*breathes in, breathes out*
I am at least happy that I survived the semester with flying colors. My sanity threshold met the concept of adjustment.
Politika
Politicking is a necessary vice, a necessary evil. The only way to defeat politics is to use politics itself. I can almost equate socializing to politicking, but I felt a greater human value that could draw the demarcation–friendship. The past few months were full of politics, politicians, politicking and politicization. Some were stupid enough that I just catch the pitched ball, squeeze it and put it in my pocket. I am glad it is over; I am returning you the ball. Friendship and politics may part ways, but they shall meet again.
Internship
Theory meets practice. The things I do in my internship career includes…
*Non-disclosure agreement signed*
Haha, seriously, I will be having a series of blog posts that would highlight my internship career. Watch out for it!
Weight gain (But where’s height gain?)
I am 66 kilograms heavy as of my last dinner. Nah, okay, I’m getting fat. In a euphemistic statement, I’m getting hot. LOL. I am happy with my current weight since I want to gain one. The next step, is to turn my man flesh into toned muscles. LOL. This part is so gay. Anyway, I also want to be a little taller. I am doing all the things that could make me tall–from the facts to the urban myths that dominated the egoistic men’s crowd. Ladies and gentlemen, This is Operation 180 Centimeters.
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The last time I had my last post was during the night of March 9th. After that day, I rode a space shuttle bound to Milky Way’s blackhole. Anyway, I just changed my theme to Commune, a child theme of Thematic. It’s simple and easy on the eyes. And it’s green! Yuh, yellow green. New look, same great taste. I have a lot of stories to tell. Come here, listen. :)
Where to go
When you are in an intersection, life would give you several options. You may go back, you may go forward. You may turn right, you may turn left. I still stand here, on this little space of intersection that crammed a lot of moments. A marked stone will be buried here, buried under the humble earth that witnessed everything. Now, I shall move forward. When I am lost, I will look for that marked stone to remind me where I am, and at the same time, to remind me where I came from.
Sometimes, you don’t know where you’re going but you know you’re in the right way.
Don’t over-think, Don’t ask. Don’t doubt, just trust. This way please.
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Run towards it, excited; Run away from it, free.
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These are some group pictures we took for our recent audio-visual presentation project (Yeah, I am the only thorn among the roses). Some of the girls here are obviously scripting their run. Haha. Especially Jenna (The girl with the white hat) who did a relatively perky one. :D I am proud enough to publicly declare that I did the less-scripted-run. Haha. I love you groupmates! (Gee, how fun it is to be in a group wherein you are the only guy ;))
My Psycholinguistics professor told us something about grades:
Grades tell your performance, not your ability (Yu, 2008).
Hear, hear I say. I’m not getting gaga over grades but as much as possible..
I strive so that my ability would reflect my performance (Aguado, 2008).
But (Yeah, I’m a bench-sitter!) as much as I want to have good grades, I am not as conscious as other people. Haha. I like doing many non-academic, leisurely, unproductive and time-wasting endeavors like watching Grey’s Anatomy, playing with my Labrador for at least an hour, staring at the boob-tube, stalking her and other things that prevent me to do homeworks. I told myself once that I am a person who is so mature that I have the longest attention-span for my age. But hey, I’m freakin’ wrong. I wonder if people with short-attention span know that they have such! Since they can’t think and reflect about it since they have, err, short-attention span. Haha. Anyway, having such condition really sucks, I can’t concentrate on a single activitiy! No, I’m not multitasking, I’m simply not doing my tasks!!
Self-distraction is self-destruction (Aguado, 2008).
Vianne: I have read it* already. BITTER. Haha. And i saw a lot of guys agreeing with you. Haha, natatawa na lang ako. You’re blaming Edward because you guys hated the ideal guy that edward is. Because.. I should not continue.. Too bad words.. Peace!
aLps: I’m not striving to be ideal, to be perfect, and I am happy I am not Edward Cullen. Girls would be girls. And hard it may seem to be, boys let them be.
So let the boys be themselves.
What’s the fuss all about Edward Cullen?!
In every social networking site and blog I go, Edward Cullen is there. My girl friends, moreover, are going gaga over this fictional character. Janelle once requested me to read Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight too see how a guy would react to this for-girls novel. And I haven’t finished it. I believe I wasn’t motivated that much (If it wasn’t Janelle who requested me, I won’t read it actually :P). Just one observation in the novel: Cullen is &%**& overrated. Haha. He is the epitome of perfection every girl would fall for.
And I hate him. Haha.
If there’s one lesson every girl should learn, it would be this:
The ideal guy is nonexistent.
*Evil grin*
Hey, I’m here, if you want someone existent. :P
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