urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:donuteffect katy katy 2009-09-25T06:02:51Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:donuteffect:24681 2009-01-31T12:12:18Z 2009-09-25T06:02:25Z Taste- Animal Collective or the Merriweather Post Pavilion-crash week<br /><br />Post college plans are still vague as of yet. Like some people I talked to since this is such a hot topic these days, my plan is to work for a while so I can save money for graduate studies tuition. I can do that, hell yeah! I'm a moron but I really want that kind of life. (Scholarly lyf)<br /><br />And one more thing people are up to these days: fishing for boyfriends, when not simply pining for one. I belong to the latter group haha. (First group, the women in action, are slutting it out I tell u joke haha) I'm old enough you know, now is the time! This sounds stupid but gah I'm jsut brimming with affection with no vessel to pour it into. Oh hormones, how you make me suffer so, hormones. <br /><br />Vessel :P<br /><br /><a name="cutid1"></a><div class="ljcut" text="As proof of hormones making me crazy">well this week I had a new found crush on a batchmate I've been seeing around SE&nbsp;for yearss! Granted, he's cute and he seems smart... but oh no, this is too risky (body language can betray me) and too insane as, well, it's not that insane. And then the other proof I will make no mention of anymore because it's a sensitive issue. But there is that evidence.<br /><br />Perenially on-crush na this stinks. Pero original crush pa rin! Absence makes the heart... u know. But really what this is is shooting for the moon. And I'm really hanging on to nothing. Oh what a joke all this is! But it's comforting to know I'm not the only boy crazy girl around here. Sila inwardly and covertly sure but still boy crazy is boy crazy.</div><br /><br />--<br />Is it possible that I myself can't decide what's good for myself or what I want? I'd dulled those instincts, seems that way.<br /><br />--<br />Listening to nothing but that lovely dreamy album can drive you crazy. And crazy in love with this band:<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/mynameiswepeel/animalcollective_main.jpg" alt="" /><br />I love you band. I jsut love. Even if MPP makes my heart ache with too much love I love you<br /><br />--<br />I had my own agenda for volunteering to upload the audio lectures in our Econ 31 group: flash disk spying! Not that the best professor ever would mind, he must've anticipated this. I'm stealing the philosophy lecture files (Kierkagaard! Aquinas! Those old fools!) but knowing him, he'd be even pleased to know a student of his is interested in philosophy, I mean once I'd told him I thiefed his files. Jackpot talaga! <br /><br />TO be frank, I didn't expect the files to be this large! This is like a gig huge all in all. <br /> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:donuteffect:23907 2009-01-08T13:43:19Z 2009-09-25T06:02:51Z My table tennis professor let us choose our practice partners for this part of the course, and I replaced my old partner since we never really got it on. She taps the table with the paddle, on the spot where I ideally should've let the ball land whenever I make a mistake, and it just gets on my nerves. It's just so good that I arrived earlier than she had, though I was very close to being marked absent again due to 5 minutes lateness, so I had a ready excuse why I had a new partner. <br /> <br />I never liked sir's assistant teacher in class, but then again, I'm not the type to like a whole lot of people. It's mostly because of the attendance thing, and also she can't play table tennis. I should speak about her more nicely but openly declaring annoyance is something new to me. The professor let us out early, which was out of the ordinary. In the locker room I bumped into H., my PI classmate. I never realized she was 28 until she told she was 28. I kinda like H.&nbsp;<br /> <br />It's probably because of being sleep deprived that I just had coffee for lunch. Lunch was eye-opening, like any real human interaction is. My communication skills are picking up too <br /> <br />Then Ec 31 went way over my head, like the things Yla and her friends talk about. I have a feisty Marxist classmate here, his comments are whacked, they are unsettling, but I guess that is supposed to be good? Sir made a joke about the college being a case of binabato ang hinog na bunga... I didn't like the jest (ang yabang eh haha) but there must be some truth to it I just can't perceive. <br /> <br />Then Ec 141. Our scores for the first exam were announced. K. The new lessons are easier to absorb. <br /> <br />PI was cancelled. <br /> <br />Took the jeep, slept through the ride, then the mrt, then the jeep again and then I was home. <br /> <br />Not bad for a day I soldiered on with just 2 hours of sleep. I learned and I'm trying to live by the saying that everyday must be lived deliberately. .. Tough transition!