john dale started browsing through his collection of digital images for the keepsake, and the foodcom was preparing some sort-of palatable-slash-edible food. and when the party came, everyone looked stupid, in a good way.obviously i liked the tuna sandwich. the juice was too warm though.

what made me laugh the most, and even up to this moment, was aldrin's humorific attempt at decent dance steps. he was doing this hypermorphed egyptian choreography with involuntary muscle contractions. someone said :"nangingisay na ata yan ah!"

by this time, aldrin already slept. so wilmar and i tried imitating his,er, unique choreography. the muscle contractions weren't natural though. too bad.

the sem-ender did not end after this picture. the sound people started playing mushy sounds afterwards, and so the loveless kalaiers felt they did not belong and opted to sleep instead [that included me]. but of course the party people went up really late. they waited for the first batch of breakfast at the dining hall.

sigaw-aw

and so after hapless prodding, innumerable delays and the whole weird drama, sigaw's first issue was finally released. leya had to use all her aesthetic resources to get the printing press guys rushing to her rescue as we hurried for the release. and when it was done, we posted it on the TV area and sold a few individual copies in between shameless picture-takings

the copies were all sold-out. which reminds me, we forgot to upload the pdf file to deviant art. too bad. dhadi looks somehow like a girl and somehow like a boy.which is it?hehe.carla looks big. leya looks harrassed. daniel looks like a passerby. haha. i look, er, stoic.

sembreak blues

we knew we had to go somewhere before the thought of a sem break actually breaks into our system. so some of the first floor boys who were available that time decided to break free from the monotony of that side of the UPD campus and get a 'real life' at Trinoma.

me: yehey, may social life na tayo. sila: wala ba? me: night life meron din. sila:wehe. me: ang night life lang natin ay SC, coop at first floor corridor.

if you have a john dale with you, with his ubiquitous digicam, a james autor who knows what must be done and then camwhores like us, you'll get directed [aka, fake] pictures like this one. we were at trinoma park, enjoying the oddity of the landscape. when we were strolling, i realized how much UP got into our sytem. as far as i know, we never had the luxury of such man-made aesthetics, we just immersed ourselves into acads and our floor-bonding. but never with these mall brouhaha and comfy air-conditioned mini-universe. it was really fun, though. it balanced our states of mind. haha.

james: ganitong pose naman.

jd c.: ang bading naman.

me: nakikita ba yung havs ko?

oswald: nababading na ang first floor boys.

lahat: [nagpa-picture pa rin]

and now,

it's sem break. i feel really dormant.