Personal Warning: Reading this Blog is Useless for Your Health

last tuesday (or was it monday), i caught a glimpse of the rather obscured portion of the philippine daily inquirer (the only newspaper that i read) tan dandanda---the horoscope. it was written by this woman i never bothered knowing because from the looks of it (her colonial sounding name) she's a white(and i hate whites, particularly george bush). hey, where is this post going anyway? so, as i ran my (sleepy) eyes on the grey sheet of paper that smelled oddly of (organic) ink, i read this portion (since i wasn't able to memorize the whole paragraph, and no, i don't have a "memoria fotografica" semi-fotografica perhaps, or maybe i do, maybe not, shit, i don't even know the difference!!what is wrong with this post!): "this month (august) you will feel very tired most of the time. try to overtake the world and heckle gloria macapgal arroyo when she visits the evacuees at tabaco national high school.okay, so the 2nd sentence just jumped off my brain.but gma will really visit our school(for p.r, most probably). and ODDLY enough the horoscope is true. i feel really tired. dead tired.

ii. my infatuation with (the world)

last thursday (august something), i joined the annual (and unending) tagisan ng talino sa wika at panitikan, division level. so prior to that (poorly organized) event, i had too bury my (cute,wahaha) face on bulks and piles of old, smelly books on the works and crafts of the country's best writers. i learned what vocabulario dela lengua tagala meant, and the great difference between pupdoh and dimasalang. but besides the quiz which is relatively more convenient (a chalk and a cardboard, how convenient can it get) i had to write an interpretative essay and, dig this, extemporaneous speech, in filipino. though that isn't really so shocking, heck, what is so shocking with blabbering things in our lingua franca?it's just that, nothing actually. it's not the whole point of this paragraph. the point is, the horoscope is real (and why can't i shake off the surprise?!!). and on the sunday after, was the most important examination of my life, the university of the philippines college admission test. and i need another paragraph to talk about that.

iii.poop cat, poop cat and endorphines

after the contest, we had this (sadist-made long test in english) then the saturday after i had to cram, kill myself, waste my life and rot my soul in studying four years worth of academic knowledge in 15 hours. though i like doing things under pressure, the fact that i didn't give myself a break was rather stupid of me (as a living, breathing human being).fuck, what the hell am i saying, my limewire video updates are interrupting the flow of my thought!!so, the day after (sunday morning), i had to wake up at 4:30am, clean myself, fill myself and hopped in a friend's car that took us in bicol university arcilla hall, college of social science and philosophy. i was abit late so they had to pick me up, which was quite embarassing(though i no longer feel embarassed on aything). the upcat was, well, efficient.stupid description. yes, the upcat was indeed efficient because i felt that the questions really wanted to know how far my intellect can reach. like, arranging sentences, arranging words, or, how about this, knowing how an angle measures in a stupid, damn trapezoid. what good is in a trapezoid anyway?!! i have never ever eaten a trapezoid bread, i have never ever seen a trapezoid rice, i have never even seen a trapezoid bill or a trapezoid coin or a fucking trapezoid house!so why bother my life with knowing what the measures of a trapezoidal angles are!!damn you! so anyway, shit, these people are so noisy, so unappreciative of intellectual expression. the upcat was overall fine, fun, and even worthy of...err..fun. when the upcat was over, i was actually so happy. so upbeat, i loved it. not because it was such a breeze, but because i didn't have to curse myslef (like what happened during the 2nd screeing at pisay).in short, i didn't feel stupid, because i am not.hahaha.at least i never said anything so boastfully delusioned or egotistically perverted or even centrically derailed such as "parang long test" whatever, psycho. my course has a higher quota than yours, psycho.and so, i pray, and pray and pray, that i get in the intarmed program. and if i don't then i read this post in the future, 1st floor or 8th floor, i will jump out the window.

iv. janitor fish dreams

i am getting headaches. this blog site has the lousiest font control buttons that i had ever seen. so, it has been about 10 minutes after i typed the subtitle just above because i peeked at jiki's friendster profile. he is as demented as before and sounded dehydrated. who wouldn't get dehydrated of thought if your in a school like L- S----!!anyway, i won again in the regional level of tagisan ng talino sa wika at panitikan. and good thing that it had a cash prize, some 1500 worth of gift certificate at Gaisano Mall (hey, that is cash because cash is anything used for exchange and accepted by a bank at face value, well, this would not be accepted by any bank, obviously). it made me think about what our school principal told me, that i was already financing myself. because a month ago i also won in a contest with some hefty cash prize.again, my horoscope was correct, because i read that this year would be a financially productive year. so, after winning in the region, and after taking the periodic test (which i toiled for, to which i sacrificed minutes and hours of sleep, for which i ate dozens of chocolates to keep my brain pumping, for which i drank 6 cups of caffeine,,damn the world!!!) now, i have to pack my bags and head off to marikina, where the national will be. oh shit it's 1pm, we will have a practice for the parliamentary procedures(i am the chairman) and yet, the video i am downloading has 3/4 more to go!damn, its raining outside, i don't have any umbrella.okay, so i messed up this post, i couldn't even remember what i was talking about. anyway, knowing things never really guarantees wisdom, for wisdom is knowing what things we should know, so we can understand the underlying truth of everything.

nitimur in vetitium semper, cupimusque negata.