Monday, March 05, 2007
Thesis Season
I was supposed to take a power nap from 1 am to 1:15. I ended up sleeping for two hours. I guess that's all the sleep I can get for tonight (and it's not even night). Only 4 more weeks left, I can survive this. Haha I'm so optimistic. Well, I should be. Otherwise, I'm going nowhere.We really really have to finish our 1st draft asap. Like, before 12 noon? Roro and I have so much else to do for our other subjects this week so it would be a great help to take thsis off our minds, even for just a week.
Anyway, I'm going to go back to thesis-ing now. I think I'm starting to have graduatio blues. Hay...
Saturday, March 03, 2007
1 month
Only one month left, and it's all over---the thesis work, sleepless nights, classes, papers, reports, exams. But in the meantime, I have to deal with the endless schoolwork. Kapag inaantok na ako at gusto matulog, I just say: WHY SLEEP NOW? I HAVE THE WHOLE MONTH OF APRIL FOR THAT. And it's just a month away. I can wait.Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Almost 5 am
It's almost 5am, I should be sleeping. I hate thesis season. It's going to end soon, but so will college. I'm starting to get all senti----reminiscing clueless freshie days, adjusting sophie days, happy haggard junior year, and stressful senior year. hahaha. I shouldn't be blogging now. It's almost 5am, I'm not thinking staright anymore. Have to get some sleep. More thesis to come tomorrow. I mean, later.I'm trying to send my resume to ANC for an internship that I'm not sure I want. Well,there's no harm in trying to apply so...
In between analysis of Pinoy Dream Academy and Bituing Walang Ningning eps, Roro and I talked about what we want to do after college. Just a month ago, I was so sure I want to work for ABS right away. Now I want to take a break, start dancing again. It's so much harder to make decisions now. It's my future at stake. Hay I want to go back to my clueless freshie year.
I'm not sleepy, but my head is feeling weird. Have to rest. Like I said, it's almost 5 am, I shouldn't be blogging.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
The Weekend Syndrome
Basta umuwi ako sa Lipa, wala akong nagagawang schoolwork. Home is for rest, rest, and rest. I never learned. I keep telling myself that if I have plenty of work to do, wag uuwi kasi hindi magagawa. I never run out of things to do but I still go home once in a while (every 2-3weeks). I guess I need the rest. In a few hours, I'll be going back to QC. Then, I'll start working on my scripts and thesis.Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Can't wait to graduate...or not
Can I just fall asleep and wake up on graduation day? This way, I won't have to go through all the trouble of preparing a pre-prod organizer, shooting, and editing for BC 122. No cramming report and book reviews for PI 100. No textual analysis, no RRL, no methodology, no framework, and no production to worry about for thesis. No homework, groupwork, and orgwork to accomplish. No problems about staying awake for the night. No bugging my blockmates to pay their gradpic fees. No staying in QC for the weekend. No failed diet attempts due to bingeing over schoolwork. No freeloaders to deal with. No haggardness at all. I would absolutely love that.But then, that would also mean no sleepovers, no bonding over ice cream after a successful prod, no screaming at the top of our lungs during the UP Fair, no field trip to Banahaw, no hanging out at the lobby in between classes, no spontaneous lunches in weird places, no jogging in the acad oval with ?health-conscious? blockmates, no impersonations of Sam Milby's funny accent...
O well. Despite the haggardness of my remaining months in college, I guess I really won't give it up for anything. So what if I don't sleep? So what if I don't have a life? Wait there... I do have a life. It's stressful and tiring and all that, but I love it. Well, not every second of it though.
So... when I say I want to graduate, I didn't mean I want college to end. I just want the schoolwork to end.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Life questions
Saan tinatago ni Superman ang pinagbihisan niya? Hindi naman niya iniiwan sa phone booth di ba?Bakit 'pag nagteteleport ang mutant na tao or nagtatransform into something (like water), hindi naiiwan yung damit?
Sinulat ko dati yung mga tanong ko tungkol sa maraming bagay, di ko lang matandaan kung nasaan na yung listahan na 'yun. Pag nakita ko 'yun, ipopost ko dito. Kaya lang baka di ko na makita yun, which brings me to another question: Bakit laging nawawala mga gamit ko?
Ay, di ko na pala dapat tinatanong yun. Ang sagot: kasi burara ako. So Keina, please, fix your life. Bukas, promise! Matutulog na ako (yihee wala pang 12midnight matutulog na ako) at simula bukas, di na ako matutulog hanggang I don't know when. Exaggerated yun of course, matutulog naman ako, siguro mga 5 hours... for the whole week. Hahaha.
Stress
What is STRESS?Stress is
...when you have work and you have time to do it but you don't do it because you just can't
...when you have work and you don't have time but you manage to do it (which means bye bye sleep)
...when you do the work you're not supposed to do because you are still accountable
...when your idea of a night out is coffee at Starbucks (w/ your gimik buddies aka readings)
...when your day ends with a sunrise
...when you go through the hassles of getting a permit only to find out you don't need one (or not getting one when you need it)
...when getting up to pee is already exercise
...when you dream of doing the things you were doing before you fell asleep
...when you don't fall asleep at all
...when you learn that your deadline has been extended (after you finished cramming your paper)
and
...when your pc hangs just after you have just finished a blog post
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
The dancer writes...
I am not a writer. I have tried, but I was never as good as I hoped. And yet I insist on becoming one. I express myself best not through word but through movement; the smooth glide of my toes showing carefree abandon, the whip of my leg saying passion. I am creative not in stringing words together, but in connecting senseless movements into a meaningful dance. Words alone are not enough for me to bare my soul. I need dance to pour out my deepest emotions. And yet I have stopped dancing, and here I am writing words that may mean nothing to you. Dancing made both my body and soul weary, but it doesn't mean I don't want to dance anymore. I just need time. But then if I let time pass, I may not be able to dance again. I write about this desire of mine, but I do nothing. My body stopped dancing, but my soul did not. I need time. To think, to ponder on the things that matter to me. And then it dawned on me. I am a writer. The stage is my paper, my body is my pen, and movements are my words.*** I wrote this during my PI class out of boredom hahaha.
keina. coffee addict. crammer. sleep deprived. haggard. happy. in love. busy. masipag. tamad. hyper. exhausted. iyakin. kulit. sayaw. pagod. sayaw ulit.
