gotta hide people
So, this would be my third post about this topic. My first two attempts obviously failed; one, because I wasn't in the mood to blab about my life and second, I was about to post it but the brownout totally ruined my day inside the computer shop.
Here I am at the Abode, surfing the net together with my two great friends here in LB, Quel and Caty. Outside, I can hear the wind whistling. I can already feel the presence of Yoyong; seems like the end of the world is near. I didn't plan to be outside right now, especially that branches of trees would definitely be flying outside this computer shop. But then, I have no choice. There's no electricity and water in the dorm. I am planning to sleep somewhere else, even if the whole campus has no electricity. I'd feel more safe in the comfort of my friends.
It's Thursday today. And I hate my T-TH class, or let me rephrase that. I hate myself during my T-TH class. My schedule goes from 7 in the morning until 2:30 in the afternoon, having an hour and a half breaks in between three classes. Unfortunately, this past few weeks I had been late in my 7 o'clock class, which was SPCM 104. Well, most of the time, I blame the (to quote Rica) "third world" dorm that I live in since it's been a cause of my misery.
The water crisis there leaves me grumpy every morning, I wake up at about 5:30 in the morning to prepare myself for the long line of women in the bathroom. But most of the time, I end up taking a bath at about 6:20, since not even a single drop of water drops from the faucet or shower. It's either I choose to wait longer if there's hope of having water before my class, or take the "burden" of fetching a pail of water. Well, I wouldn't say that fetching water downstairs is really a burden. But if your room is situated 44+ steps away from the faucet, then going back and forth would definitely ruin your morning. I guess I'm just lucky that I haven't spilled the whole bucket of water while going upstairs. If that would happen, I would mostly end up cursing myself.
This water crisis made me lost a True or False, 10x2-point quiz in SPCM 104. And I was only five minutes late. Actually, if I haven't decided to start this semester right then I would just laugh this one off and ty harder next time. But then, I try really hard to pull up my grades and since my MATH11 class isn't doing pretty well either, I guess I'd have to live with the thinking that this semester won't work for me. Though I partly share a guilt with the water thing because I could just save a bucket of water the night before my class so that I wouldn't worry about it anymore. However, water runs out at 8pm. And I am not yet at the dorm during those times because of the constant "nightouts" that I do.
While the other university students, including other UP branches are somewhat celebrating the suspension of their classes, LB students have to deal with the fact that classes will NEVER EVER BE SUSPENDED here (like the whole day). And I mean it. After I felt so dumb in my MATH11 class (I kept asking myself in class, "What is it that I keep on doing wrong with all these damn equations?"), we went to Osworld (Irvs' pod) to grab some lunch. While eating a piece of beefsteak or two, the power went out and we were left in the darkness tryin' to figure out if the plate we are eating from is ours. Good heavens that the window sills upstairs shed rays of light into the kitchen. It was much fun to have lunch in the dark. Just laugh it off.
We thought that we were already late for our 1 o'clock class. I felt eerie, maybe it was because the colds and cough were finally taking over me. I felt like a fever was igniting within me. After five minutes after the time, our professor texted our classmate proclaiming that classes were FINALLY supended in the afternoon. At last, our Chancellor finally saw from his window a big tree topple over the street! People say that's how "they" declare suspension of classes here.
I went to "arguably sexy" (Gavarra, Jay Nelson.SPCM 102 class:2004 :P) Alex's room in Wisma to talk about certain things and finally see her "celebrity" roommates. Sexy, thanks for listening. Of all people, I never expected that I could actually talk to you about certain things in life. And to your roommates, thanks for the warm welcome. Natuwa talaga ako sa pagtambay ko dyan.
Irvin finally arrived at the Abode.
I can see his shadow cast upon the venetian blinds by my side. Quel, as usual, was making incessant comments about what she surfs, making us laugh inside the computer shop. I'll try to visit purebeef.tk later to see the changes she had done. I hope the L.a.y.b. people would understand why I haven't done any updates, changes and renovations in the blog. I hope that I could be aware of what might be happening back in our home, and how much this storm had taken lives. I hope that I could help, but here I am typing in this blog a self-centered post.
Then, I felt eerie.
The wind outside whistled again.
Yoyong's coming, I know it. I want to hide under the table to feel more safe.
But for now, I'll just let the venetian blinds of the shop protect me from seeing what's happening outside.
Hindi ka bulag. Natatakot lang siguro ako.
Here I am at the Abode, surfing the net together with my two great friends here in LB, Quel and Caty. Outside, I can hear the wind whistling. I can already feel the presence of Yoyong; seems like the end of the world is near. I didn't plan to be outside right now, especially that branches of trees would definitely be flying outside this computer shop. But then, I have no choice. There's no electricity and water in the dorm. I am planning to sleep somewhere else, even if the whole campus has no electricity. I'd feel more safe in the comfort of my friends.
It's Thursday today. And I hate my T-TH class, or let me rephrase that. I hate myself during my T-TH class. My schedule goes from 7 in the morning until 2:30 in the afternoon, having an hour and a half breaks in between three classes. Unfortunately, this past few weeks I had been late in my 7 o'clock class, which was SPCM 104. Well, most of the time, I blame the (to quote Rica) "third world" dorm that I live in since it's been a cause of my misery.
The water crisis there leaves me grumpy every morning, I wake up at about 5:30 in the morning to prepare myself for the long line of women in the bathroom. But most of the time, I end up taking a bath at about 6:20, since not even a single drop of water drops from the faucet or shower. It's either I choose to wait longer if there's hope of having water before my class, or take the "burden" of fetching a pail of water. Well, I wouldn't say that fetching water downstairs is really a burden. But if your room is situated 44+ steps away from the faucet, then going back and forth would definitely ruin your morning. I guess I'm just lucky that I haven't spilled the whole bucket of water while going upstairs. If that would happen, I would mostly end up cursing myself.
This water crisis made me lost a True or False, 10x2-point quiz in SPCM 104. And I was only five minutes late. Actually, if I haven't decided to start this semester right then I would just laugh this one off and ty harder next time. But then, I try really hard to pull up my grades and since my MATH11 class isn't doing pretty well either, I guess I'd have to live with the thinking that this semester won't work for me. Though I partly share a guilt with the water thing because I could just save a bucket of water the night before my class so that I wouldn't worry about it anymore. However, water runs out at 8pm. And I am not yet at the dorm during those times because of the constant "nightouts" that I do.
While the other university students, including other UP branches are somewhat celebrating the suspension of their classes, LB students have to deal with the fact that classes will NEVER EVER BE SUSPENDED here (like the whole day). And I mean it. After I felt so dumb in my MATH11 class (I kept asking myself in class, "What is it that I keep on doing wrong with all these damn equations?"), we went to Osworld (Irvs' pod) to grab some lunch. While eating a piece of beefsteak or two, the power went out and we were left in the darkness tryin' to figure out if the plate we are eating from is ours. Good heavens that the window sills upstairs shed rays of light into the kitchen. It was much fun to have lunch in the dark. Just laugh it off.
We thought that we were already late for our 1 o'clock class. I felt eerie, maybe it was because the colds and cough were finally taking over me. I felt like a fever was igniting within me. After five minutes after the time, our professor texted our classmate proclaiming that classes were FINALLY supended in the afternoon. At last, our Chancellor finally saw from his window a big tree topple over the street! People say that's how "they" declare suspension of classes here.
I went to "arguably sexy" (Gavarra, Jay Nelson.SPCM 102 class:2004 :P) Alex's room in Wisma to talk about certain things and finally see her "celebrity" roommates. Sexy, thanks for listening. Of all people, I never expected that I could actually talk to you about certain things in life. And to your roommates, thanks for the warm welcome. Natuwa talaga ako sa pagtambay ko dyan.
Irvin finally arrived at the Abode.
I can see his shadow cast upon the venetian blinds by my side. Quel, as usual, was making incessant comments about what she surfs, making us laugh inside the computer shop. I'll try to visit purebeef.tk later to see the changes she had done. I hope the L.a.y.b. people would understand why I haven't done any updates, changes and renovations in the blog. I hope that I could be aware of what might be happening back in our home, and how much this storm had taken lives. I hope that I could help, but here I am typing in this blog a self-centered post.
Then, I felt eerie.
The wind outside whistled again.
Yoyong's coming, I know it. I want to hide under the table to feel more safe.
But for now, I'll just let the venetian blinds of the shop protect me from seeing what's happening outside.
Hindi ka bulag. Natatakot lang siguro ako.
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