Of cats and static characters
I’m in Merville right now, using my wonderful and hopefully, improved laptop. The reason why my screen was fluctuating was because the batteries needed to be changed. One problem though, Fujitsu batteries are hard to find in the Philippines!
Not sure what to write. It’s as if I have a lot of ideas in my head right now, but I can’t seem to write them down. I’m supposed to be studying right now, for my Italian class tomorrow. A sort of review as not to embarrass myself in front of the professor, but I am so not in the mood. I actually dread Saturdays now. Pretty weird, for the weekend should be something to look forward to, but not me. I used to think that I could allot time to practice my Italian, but I can’t seem to do it. I obviously don’t make the time, and obviously, I’m not that interested to learn. Maybe it’s because I’m in denial that I will move sometime in the future. I don’t. We all have choices, and I do have a choice in this matter, but I fear that faced with my dad, whose opinion I really respect, I would break. I don’t really want to think about it. It’s not as if it will happen soon. Hopefully, it will not happen for a long long time.
I saw D’ Anothers yesterday with a few blockmates and my best friends. It was so utterly CORNY to the point that one laughs at its corniness. And what’s with the choice of music?! Makes me wanna hurl. I seldom watch Filipino movies. When I was studying in AC before, it was an absolute no-no and even before that. It’s true though that our movie industry has improved and that is why I’m watching them now, but there are still some that are static in its nature and can’t seem to find new ways to entertain the audience. The trailer actually was better than the movie itself. That’s why we wanted to see it. I think Stealth would have been a better choice though. Oh well. What’s done is done. Can’t wait to see The Wedding Crashers on Monday!
Today was a s l o w day. Attended all my classes. Theology was its usual boring and cold self. Then, we had a quiz in Psychology. I was caught unaware because I thought that it would be another essay. It was an objective quiz which could be perfected if one really studied. I am annoyed and disgusted with myself. I’m letting my academics suffer. For what? For nothing. Then we had Pinoy which was quite alright. The group presentation was very good, but the discussion that came after was such a bore. I couldn’t wait to get out. During my break, I went to Seattle’s with my bests and just hanged out: drank coffee, read and chatted. Wasn’t much of a conversation really since they were either studying for their exam or brooding, and I was “reading” for my Fil class. Useless since I couldn’t really understand what I was reading plus I was really sleepy. At least the company was great. After class, I went straight home, as in here. I tried to sleep but it was beyond my grasp. Oh well.
I was listening to one of the songs from Puccini’s Turandot, Nessun Dorma, and once again, my dream of watching an opera arose. *sigh*
My mom made tiramisu earlier. It was just liked before when I was a child. She baking, me cleaning up. Cleaning up means licking the bowl clean. Haha! At least this time, it’s not egg, and I will not be threatened with salmonella. ^_^
I wish that it’s Saturday, 1:00, meaning my class is done. Grr!
When I climb the stairs every morning, there would always be cats roaming around. Cats of different colors and of different sizes. There was this particularly cute tiger cat that was seated in one of the steps, and I couldn’t help but pet it. You might say that it’s dirty, full of fleas, but strangely, it was clean. What was strange was it followed me all the way up. Very cute ^_^
I can’t believe how used I am to staying at the apartment. I’ve grown used to walking into these small roads wherein before I would really hesitate to go into. The sight of children playing in the streets with their resourceful ways of turning their slippers into something animated has become a normal sight. So is the old man who is always seated at his white monoblock chair outside his house sometimes reading a newspaper, sometimes just staring into space. Of all the numerous times I’ve passed by him and tried to catch his eye, he never once did acknowledge me. Not even a trace of a smile. I’m not expecting him to be that familiar, but isn’t he fed up with me passing him without even a sign of acknowledgement? Really strange. He should realize that the world is changing. He’s like one of those static characters in literature.
Have to sleep as much as I want to stay up all night/morning. Ciao!
Not sure what to write. It’s as if I have a lot of ideas in my head right now, but I can’t seem to write them down. I’m supposed to be studying right now, for my Italian class tomorrow. A sort of review as not to embarrass myself in front of the professor, but I am so not in the mood. I actually dread Saturdays now. Pretty weird, for the weekend should be something to look forward to, but not me. I used to think that I could allot time to practice my Italian, but I can’t seem to do it. I obviously don’t make the time, and obviously, I’m not that interested to learn. Maybe it’s because I’m in denial that I will move sometime in the future. I don’t. We all have choices, and I do have a choice in this matter, but I fear that faced with my dad, whose opinion I really respect, I would break. I don’t really want to think about it. It’s not as if it will happen soon. Hopefully, it will not happen for a long long time.
I saw D’ Anothers yesterday with a few blockmates and my best friends. It was so utterly CORNY to the point that one laughs at its corniness. And what’s with the choice of music?! Makes me wanna hurl. I seldom watch Filipino movies. When I was studying in AC before, it was an absolute no-no and even before that. It’s true though that our movie industry has improved and that is why I’m watching them now, but there are still some that are static in its nature and can’t seem to find new ways to entertain the audience. The trailer actually was better than the movie itself. That’s why we wanted to see it. I think Stealth would have been a better choice though. Oh well. What’s done is done. Can’t wait to see The Wedding Crashers on Monday!
Today was a s l o w day. Attended all my classes. Theology was its usual boring and cold self. Then, we had a quiz in Psychology. I was caught unaware because I thought that it would be another essay. It was an objective quiz which could be perfected if one really studied. I am annoyed and disgusted with myself. I’m letting my academics suffer. For what? For nothing. Then we had Pinoy which was quite alright. The group presentation was very good, but the discussion that came after was such a bore. I couldn’t wait to get out. During my break, I went to Seattle’s with my bests and just hanged out: drank coffee, read and chatted. Wasn’t much of a conversation really since they were either studying for their exam or brooding, and I was “reading” for my Fil class. Useless since I couldn’t really understand what I was reading plus I was really sleepy. At least the company was great. After class, I went straight home, as in here. I tried to sleep but it was beyond my grasp. Oh well.
I was listening to one of the songs from Puccini’s Turandot, Nessun Dorma, and once again, my dream of watching an opera arose. *sigh*
My mom made tiramisu earlier. It was just liked before when I was a child. She baking, me cleaning up. Cleaning up means licking the bowl clean. Haha! At least this time, it’s not egg, and I will not be threatened with salmonella. ^_^
I wish that it’s Saturday, 1:00, meaning my class is done. Grr!
When I climb the stairs every morning, there would always be cats roaming around. Cats of different colors and of different sizes. There was this particularly cute tiger cat that was seated in one of the steps, and I couldn’t help but pet it. You might say that it’s dirty, full of fleas, but strangely, it was clean. What was strange was it followed me all the way up. Very cute ^_^
I can’t believe how used I am to staying at the apartment. I’ve grown used to walking into these small roads wherein before I would really hesitate to go into. The sight of children playing in the streets with their resourceful ways of turning their slippers into something animated has become a normal sight. So is the old man who is always seated at his white monoblock chair outside his house sometimes reading a newspaper, sometimes just staring into space. Of all the numerous times I’ve passed by him and tried to catch his eye, he never once did acknowledge me. Not even a trace of a smile. I’m not expecting him to be that familiar, but isn’t he fed up with me passing him without even a sign of acknowledgement? Really strange. He should realize that the world is changing. He’s like one of those static characters in literature.
Have to sleep as much as I want to stay up all night/morning. Ciao!
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