:::2004-02-22-2:05 p.m.:::
I originally wanted to move to livejournal, but I found out that the username "dragontooth" was already taken.
So I succumbed to the fever. I'm moving to tabulas. All future updates shall be made there.
I'll be linking this diary constantly there though. And I have to find a way to archive my entries here in another way. Baka pag hindi na ito active, biglang burahin ng diaryland. :(
:::2004-02-20-5:29 p.m.::: I have been informed that some of my updates aren't uploaded immediately after I have published them. Well, proof enough to convince me to look for other journals willing to adopt me. Anyway, I went to a friend's debut last Thursday. It was fun, although right before the program started, I felt this desire to go home. Maybe I was bored, I don't know. Well, thankfully, some other friends arrived, and I was rescued from catatonia. It was nice seeing them again... and again... and again... God I miss high school. No use dwelling on them though. Today was another Starbucks day. We read hilarious [in a bad way] poetry, talked about various other authors, and generally enjoyed ourselves. I, for one, laughed my ass off. I was attacked by pyromania, and I set a tissue on fire. We weren't in any real danger, since the tissue was in the ashtray. However, they all panicked. One person, with a perfectly deadpan expression, got a tetra juice container and wielded it calmly onto the ashtray. Poof. Flames gone. On other news, I got an email saying it's National Kiss Day! tomorrow. So I think I'm supposed to send the chain letter so that something nice will happen to me tomorrow *supposedly* at 2:25. I didn't read the entire email, so I wasn't exactly sure why it was connected to 'the national kiss day'. I think this email's circulating for a long time now. Therefore, everyday is kiss day. Hyeah right. The trash I get from email. Although some are good.
:::2004-02-18-5:47 p.m.::: We had an interesting activity in Psychology today. Quick, let's reenact it. In 10 seconds, close your eyes and write everything you saw in your room. Ready? NOW! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Finished? How many items did you list? 5 is completely normal. The higher you get, the more autistic you are. Hahahaha. :D He made us list everything we saw in a classroom. I listed chair, table, cross, ballpen, book, blackboard, and chalk. 7! I'm autistic. Slight lecture: People who suffer from autism gets bombarded with a lot of stimulations. That's why they seem to have their own world. They are so stimulated, they are fascinated by everything. They don't have selection perception (?), or the ability to focus on a few subjects only. I'm autistic, and proud of it.
:::2004-02-16-9:14 p.m.::: I'm thinking of transferring *again* to another blog. I'm wondering if I should transfer here where Malateans are, or here, which has always been my dream journal. Then again, I could just remain here. Nah. [snippet] Pugad Baboy stip. Characters: Polgas, Mang Dagul Mang Dagul: Asan yung packing tape? Polgas: Andiyan sa packing tool box. (next panel} Mang Dagul: Niloloko mo ba ako? Polgas: Packaging tape kasi yun, boss... [end snippet] In the grand tradition of Pugad Baboy, I shall start my rant for the day with: WHAT THE PACKING HELL DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?! First was the whole g(x) issue. Hell, I'm all right now, I think. I'm just going to brainwash myself: He's a user, stupid idiotic jerkass... Okay, I think I'm going to recover now, hahaha. Second, though it may seem like a small thing, was this mammoth number of files which my mother wanted me to encode in PowerPoint. With the transition, animation, all the works. [I remember I made a powerpoint for g(x) once. He thanked me profusely afterward, and even said, "What would I do without you?" *cue roll eyes*] [STOP IT! STOP IT!] I'm exaggerating. It's roughly 10 pages, all with text and lists and stuff. Something about hospitals and accreditation and license. Argh. It was so boring, and it was written with all the boring law jargons like 'therein'. Bleh. It puts me to sleep. Third, I've just come to terms with what I have to do this week. First, the music for my friend's debut on Saturday. I have to burn an indefinite number of CD's containg her favorite songs. Second, I'm going to have my JPRizal quiz tomorrow, and I'm not studying. Third, I'm going to have my Stat101 quiz on Wednesday, and I'm pretty sure I flunked the seatwork today. Fourth, I'm going to have my Filipino midterms on Friday, and I still haven't read selections from the blasted book that couldn't be found in SPS bookstore or Sports Complex bookstore [if any of you kind souls have "Pulitika ng Wika", please please please lend it to me]. Fifth, I have to read something for Introso, which is about the Philippine Value System. Hey, that should be entertaining, but NO. It was the first time I wasn't interested in the Filipino society. It was written with such wordy language that I had to read the sentence twice or thrice to comprehend what it was saying. And then, Sixth and Seventh are those assignments for Sir G's class on Wednesday. I need a thin naked man, for chrissakes. By the way, congratulate me. I haven't posted something cheesy for the past 2 weeks.
![[<<] [>>]:::2004-02-20-5:29 p.m.::: I have been informed that some of my updates aren't uploaded immediately after I have published them.Well, proof enough to convince me to look for other journals willing to adopt me.Anyway, I went to a friend's debut last Thursday. It was fun, although right before the program started, I felt this desire to go home. Maybe I was bored, I don't know.Well, thankfully, some other friends arrived, and I was rescued from catatonia.It was nice seeing them again... and again... and again...God I miss high school.No use dwelling on them though. Today was another Starbucks day. We read hilarious [in a bad way] poetry, talked about various other authors, and generally enjoyed ourselves. I, for one, laughed my ass off. I was attacked by pyromania, and I set a tissue on fire. We weren't in any real danger, since the tissue was in the ashtray. However, they all panicked. One person, with a perfectly deadpan expression, got a tetra juice container and wielded it calmly onto the ashtray. Poof. Flames gone.On other news, I got an email saying it's National Kiss Day! tomorrow. So I think I'm supposed to send the chain letter so that something nice will happen to me tomorrow *supposedly* at 2:25.I didn't read the entire email, so I wasn't exactly sure why it was connected to 'the national kiss day'. I think this email's circulating for a long time now. Therefore, everyday is kiss day. Hyeah right.The trash I get from email. Although some are good. [<<] [>>]:::2004-02-18-5:47 p.m.::: We had an interesting activity in Psychology today. Quick, let's reenact it.In 10 seconds, close your eyes and write everything you saw in your room. Ready? NOW!.....................Finished?How many items did you list? 5 is completely normal. The higher you get, the more autistic you are.Hahahaha. :DHe made us list everything we saw in a classroom. I listed chair, table, cross, ballpen, book, blackboard, and chalk. 7!I'm autistic.Slight lecture: People who suffer from autism gets bombarded with a lot of stimulations. That's why they seem to have their own world. They are so stimulated, they are fascinated by everything. They don't have selection perception (?), or the ability to focus on a few subjects only.I'm autistic, and proud of it. [<<] [>>]:::2004-02-16-9:14 p.m.::: I'm thinking of transferring *again* to another blog. I'm wondering if I should transfer here where Malateans are, or here, which has always been my dream journal.Then again, I could just remain here.Nah.[snippet]Pugad Baboy stip. Characters: Polgas, Mang DagulMang Dagul: Asan yung packing tape?Polgas: Andiyan sa packing tool box.(next panel}Mang Dagul: Niloloko mo ba ako?Polgas: Packaging tape kasi yun, boss...[end snippet]In the grand tradition of Pugad Baboy, I shall start my rant for the day with: WHAT THE PACKING HELL DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!First was the whole g(x) issue. Hell, I'm all right now, I think. I'm just going to brainwash myself: He's a user, stupid idiotic jerkass...Okay, I think I'm going to recover now, hahaha.Second, though it may seem like a small thing, was this mammoth number of files which my mother wanted me to encode in PowerPoint. With the transition, animation, all the works.[I remember I made a powerpoint for g(x) once. He thanked me profusely afterward, and even said, "What would I do without you?" *cue roll eyes*][STOP IT! STOP IT!]I'm exaggerating. It's roughly 10 pages, all with text and lists and stuff. Something about hospitals and accreditation and license.Argh. It was so boring, and it was written with all the boring law jargons like 'therein'. Bleh. It puts me to sleep.Third, I've just come to terms with what I have to do this week. First, the music for my friend's debut on Saturday. I have to burn an indefinite number of CD's containg her favorite songs. Second, I'm going to have my JPRizal quiz tomorrow, and I'm not studying. Third, I'm going to have my Stat101 quiz on Wednesday, and I'm pretty sure I flunked the seatwork today. Fourth, I'm going to have my Filipino midterms on Friday, and I still haven't read selections from the blasted book that couldn't be found in SPS bookstore or Sports Complex bookstore [if any of you kind souls have "Pulitika ng Wika", please please please lend it to me]. Fifth, I have to read something for Introso, which is about the Philippine Value System. Hey, that should be entertaining, but NO. It was the first time I wasn't interested in the Filipino society. It was written with such wordy language that I had to read the sentence twice or thrice to comprehend what it was saying. And then, Sixth and Seventh are those assignments for Sir G's class on Wednesday. I need a thin naked man, for chrissakes.By the way, congratulate me. I haven't posted something cheesy for the past 2 weeks. [<<] [>>]](http://www.boomspeed.com/yottie/blinkie.gif){kind=link}