I gagged myself into realizing that I have become hazardously cheesy. Reading my previous posts, I wanted to seclude myself from this world from pure and utter embarassment. Although deleting said posts are deliciously tempting, it is not an option because it serves the purpose of documentation. Hence, I am forever to suffer the consequences of my post breakup sappiness. *Sigh* Enough with the regrets, lets start anew.
I wanted to try out for the Collegian, just for the heck of it. I know my writing is sooooo not journalism material (or of any good material at all) and for some reason, I have let my life revolve around books and sudoku, anime and music (I'm living under a rock and social awareness is soooo not my thing) -- yet, I am here, wishing that I had my chance of joining the staff(although deep inside, somewhere at the back and sensible part of my brain, I now I wont make it). I just wanted to have a "whack" at it and for some divine reason, I wasnt able to get an application form. God surely work in mysterious ways -- this time, saving my ego from self-demoralization. Its divine intervention, one way or another.
Anyway, life as I have said, is temporarily (hopefully) mundane. I live under a rock and I dont have a clue with whats going on with others' lives or the world. I dont even hangout with my "orgmates" anymore. I primarily have 2 companions during school days, Tope and Ting, and we plan to alienate ourselves from the UP Manila community and once again try to shift to UP Diliman. Hopefully, by the time February comes, I already know what I want to do although that task itself of knowing what to do is almost impossible. Oh how I love the challenge of it all.
I wanna see Borat! The dude is uber funny or at least thats what I perceived of him after seeing him sexually harass Martha Stewart on Leno.