Yesterday, I just went skinny dipping. It was awkward at first but then I managed…
Remember the time when I told you that I was aiming for a 4.0 in Finman1? Well, yes. I did got a 4.0. And another 4.0 in Intfilo. I also belonged to the Second Honors Dean’s Lister this time. I got a GPA of 3.25 this term. I’ve gotten so grade conscious now. I was sort of happy and satisfied with that. But I longed for more actually. Because I knew that if only I had tried harder and exerted more effort, I think I could have been a First honor dean’s lister. Huhu! I only needed a 0.2% in the averaging. If only I got a 3.5 in finmat, things would have gotten better. I’m still waiting for next Wednesday so that I could issue a certificate for qualifying in Dean’s List.
I told my family about it but they wouldn’t believe me. I knew I should have waited until I got my certificate as proof that I really was a DL. But oh well. I told them in a joking manner anyway. I got them baffled. Hahaha!
Recently, like for this term, I’ve lost interest into studying again. I remember last term that I’d have sleepless nights reading articles and preparing for finals. But now, all I do is just surf the net. And I don’t know why. And this makes me mad. Maybe because, I have the worst sched ever, or maybe because of the profs, or maybe the combination of my subjects this term. I really don’t know. I’m taking up three floating courses right now and I didn’t follow what was written in our flow chart. I just took Tretwo(Ethics and Morality), Humaart(Arts), and Humalit(Literature). I replaced my Oblicon(Obligations and Contracts) and Kaspil2(Rizal). Maybe because I feel no pressure this time regarding these subjects. I was confident when I enrolled these subjects that I would get a higher GPA. But I don’t think so. I’m not that sure anymore. I got terror profs and that’s the worst. Feeling major kumbaga. Hay naku… :(( I don’t know what I’m writing about. Forgive me if I make no sense anymore. This is so sabog. Lol. I needed a new inspiration.
Fortunately, one of my friends in Facebook posted his grades for first term. He’s a frosh. I’m one of his seniors, but only a year higher tho. And I was inspired again.
I want my grades to be like his. I want a 4.0 in every subject! Hahaha. But I know that dreams are dreams. So dream on, Ria. Dream on.
I think he’s a gifted child. Brains like that of Einstein. Kidding. :)) He passed all of the entrance test in the top 4 universities. I don’t know why he chose La Salle. I think he was contemplating on whether he’d take up a Business course or a pre-med one because he passed BS-MGT-H in Ateneo, and BS-PSY in UP, and Pharmacy in UST. Why La Salle? Anyways, he’s also a pianist, a violinist, and an artist. I’m really envious of him right now.
My friends say that I’m such a stalker haha. I’ll live up to that. :))
I’m inspired again. Yay! But not 100 percent. I miss agno, and spice, and snob. HAHAHA. Grabe! Nakakahiya na. Andami kasi. :)) I miss having an inspiration hahaha. Last term, I had an inspiration for every subject. Mentioned before on one of my recent entries, one was a consistent DL. :))
P.S. There was this guy on LRT2 when I was on my way back home. I was reading The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini when I smelled a paputok, an explosion, if you know what I mean. I sniffed and sniffed so that I can find the culprit. Judging from the uniform he was wearing, he was from ____. I won’t mention the name of the school anymore. I don’t want to expose the ‘scandal’ over here. He smelled really bad. HUHU! I know it was him because everytime he fans himself, the combination of his perfume and body odor would explode. What’s worse was that, the direction of the air current was directed towards me. So I stopped reading because the scent was stinging my eyes and my nose. :))
P.P.S. I’m posting a lot of random stuff here. Bare with me. It’s okay since I know I don’t have that much of a massive amount of readers. HAHAHA! Okielangyan. Bahala na.
Ciao! I have so many academics works to do tonight. Also, I have to finish Clannad After Story, Another, and GoSick. And read The Kite Runner. And play Harvest Moon. Over the weekend. And watch some Finance expo/contest on Friday in J.P. Morgan Chase in Taguig. I don’t even know how I’d get there. But my blockmate promised me that we would go there together. We’d meet up at school. Nyahahaha~ Funny because we both don’t know how to get there. The nearest MRT station was Buendia Station. After that, I don’t know what to do. My sister said that we should take a bus or a taxi. He should know how to drive a car already. Hahaha! I’m dead meat when he finds out that I’m blogging about him. Ayaw mo nun? Na feature ka pa sa blog kong bulok! :)) And no. Heck no. Yaks! We don’t have any intimate feelings with one another. Kaderder. :)) We’re just friends. Hay naku!
Bye na talaga! :P :))))
I was at home when my sister texted me if I wanted to go to Coffee Bean when it was 6 o clock. I was at our residence whereas she was already there. She texted me at 6pm. While I was able to read it at 6:08. I was blogging here so I was having doubles on whether I’d go or not. Not only that, I’d already made “mental” plans that night to finish my homework in ACTBAS and in TREDONE to prepare myself for today’s presentation. What convinced me was that she’ll treat me one drink there. So yeah. I went. After walking a minute or so out
by: Roxy Cabral
Longing for the past,
Filled with bittersweet mem’ries,
I want to go back.
It has been 6 months already since I was with my family back in the province
I really miss them. I miss my home. I miss its ambience. I miss my room.
I miss everything.
I find it hard to adjust. And it’s taking me so long.
My number one Christmas wish,
is to see them once more.
I want to spend every second, every minute of my life with them.
No one can ever really love and care for you except your family.
I miss their faces, I miss their voice.
Although, occasionally, one by one, they’d visit me,
But I long to see them altogether.
I want to go,
to where they are.
I want to fill my heart with joy, with bliss, with contentment.
I just want to be with them once more.
Have you ever felt like this? You feel so lonely and you think that the only solution is to see your loved ones once again…
Advance Merry Christmas, everyone!
I woke up startled from the dream I just had. I was in an isolated island. The sky showed no stars and the only source of illumination was the full moon. The sea breeze was cold yet damp. I haven’t got a clue to tell what time it was. I heard nothing except for the sounds of the waves. I wandered around the shore and as I did, to my surprise, I saw a beautiful maiden, about twenty feet away, dressed in silky white. Her long, smooth, brown hair was tied. She was about the same age as mine. She was looking at the serene sea. But her expression was sad like she had done something wrong and regretted whatever it might be. I squinted and noticed that tears trickled on her rosy cheeks. On her right hand, she was holding something small and shiny. Gradually, I became aware that she was holding a scalpel. Her hands were trembling. I ran towards her kicking sands behind me and paused. She lifted her hands up while holding the knife and pointed it on her chest.
“Stop! “ I shouted. My voice sounded more like of a squeak rather than a scream.
She dropped the knife on the sand and turned to me. I was only a foot away from her now. Her dark brown eyes met mine. Her cheeks were bright red because of crying. I didn’t know what to do. I could have stand there the whole night if she did not run away from me towards the back of the island.
I was shocked there for a moment. I grabbed her knife on the sand and followed her immediately.
I’m still not yet done with it. Please don’t copy this because I’m planning to turn this into a book. (ows?) Anyway, I also haven’t thought about what’s gonna happen next nor its plot. :| This suddenly just came out into my mind when I had nothing else to do on the computer. I started writing. o_O