Take Chances.

Producing Some Tandom Rhoughts.

Arnel — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 06:50:53 +0000

Ahh. Zis iz not a very good day friends. In the heat of the afternoon, I almost died from my own piercing drops of sweat due to zat damn big yellow-orange sphere up high in the pure blue sky. The temperature vaz not zat normally warm. Yez, it vaz warm enough so that you would want to take off your shirt to cool off, but at the same time, too hot zat your sweat will feel like asphalt burning right under your pores. Zis iz why I hate going out of the four walls of our house (or room. for that matter) unless there’s something important to do.

Zis iz one of those days when a sudden burst heavy rains. a thunderstorm perhaps, would be a really, really big blessing just to freshen up the ground.

Walking under the heat, with just an umbrella and a small fan to help cool things off while catching the smoke belching spurts by jeepneys and buses running along Taft Avenue vazn’t so good for someone like me. Not zat I am exaggerating about my condition, but zat vaz very exhausting, not until my English teacher crush back in high school came by and gave me zat familiarizing look just before she went inside the premises of my alma mater. She still wears zat ever captivating smile by the way. Made my day, really. Especially when she recognized me after a few good looks. She even got ecstatic the moment she remembered my name.

But hey, I’m not here to tell stories about her. Ze past two days of Freshmen Orientation vaz supposed to be my topic. It vaz good. Fun, actually. I never expected those hundred or so kids from different places (who don’t even know each other just yet) to actually be zat active during ze event. Hopefully they get along with one another well to pull things together during their first year in their chosen college. Just when you thought zat being an officer iz so easy, think again. Ze names may sound attractive, but ze job behind them is definitely NOT. You might want to think again before you accept a position in your org. BUT HEY, YOU ARE SUPERIOR IN A SENSE. BWAHAHAHAHAHA.

I vaz thinking of buying something before Tuesday, but I can’t actually decide on what to actually buy. I don’t want unnecessary expenses right now, maybe I vaz influenced by my recent job of being a treasurer for our student org last year. I guess I’m still pre-occupied, but that’s good for me and for my pocket as well. Looks like I’ll end up deciding on the last minute of Monday’s 23rd hour. I just hate zis side of me. I want to kill myself zis very moment. But hey, let me finish my entry first.

Well, I will be back yet again to the reality of writing some concept papers, proofreading an annual just before classes start, at the same time typing zis blog entry. Now I’m thinking, maybe I should’ve taken any Communication courses instead of what I’m taking right now? Zis reminds me of what my English teacher (Zis iz still my ‘crush’) told me about a few years back; taking something related to literature or communication. She said I had the potential to write literature in the likes of Hemingway, now I’m thinking how she would attest to that once she sees how poorly I write these days. Even my forte of grammar is broken, in my opinion. Hopefully she understands.

June 10′s looming nearer, but I try to look at the bright side. That’s a Tuesday, so a minus one Monday for classes; it’s the celebration of the UP Centennial, perhaps a minus one week again, and some more activities to add up to the minus(es) hence I end up having no June at all. Well, it looks like this will be a not-so-very-long sem for me. More zzz’s to come and help me in resting. Lolz.

Retracing.

Arnel — Fri, 30 May 2008 16:13:08 +0000

Summer’s about to be washed away by sudden thunderstorms and flashfloods in select areas of the metro. June is about to start making it’s way in students’ minds, and pockets, to give them the feel of spending half of their day staring at the clock waiting for dismissal time. Alarm clocks will soon be ticking endlessly once more, while the students and perhaps even workers who set these alarms state their unique excuses to themselves (those ‘five minutes’ that go on for hours) just to temporarily escape the fact that they should be opening their eyes to start the day. Hence, they end up arriving late for their first class. Admit it, you’re one of them.. Err.. You’re one of us.

Usual routines haunt us back, as we try to struggle through everyday life’s hustle and bustle come the hectic schedule of paperworks and other ‘important’ matters for them, at the least. We’ll get to see friends again, some people we missed, some not really. Books, uniforms, the usual pen-borrowers, paper parasites, teacher and student-crushes, stories of beaches and sloths (summer did not really say goodbye just yet), and the like. Ecstasy (not the drug) engulfs the air as the long wait for classmates to see each other again will soon be lifted come enrollment day.

I’ll be starting trying to get myself together again. This time, it will be a bit easier. Hopefully. Now it’s really time to say goodbye, summer. Lol.

Oh.

Arnel — Tue, 27 May 2008 12:06:01 +0000

Bloggers who’ve already known me from previous homes that I’ve had may ask, “Why the sudden move?” Sure, I may have many reasons, but in reality, that ‘driving force’ (the thing which actually enables you to write, call it whatever you want) to write something may have slipped away from me these past twenty seven days. Tiring it may seem, I’ve been wanting to recreate my old blog, with all the colors and that, but I was also thinking of something clean (exactly what K-2 lite gave me) that’s why you’re seeing it again here, just rendering homage to a different blog title, and perhaps even a new header, once I get my neurons working on a concept. Just give me time to think things over. I may even end up changing my themes again. (The header above is temporary, (FYI)

I can’t even think whether I would announce this new blog to others, or wait until someone notices, whatever. With all the new add-ons and widgets people (including me) put in their blogs nowadays, putting everything again here seems hard enough. The thought of registering this new blog in all search sites, announcing to all known friends and online buddies to change their links (if they will ever do it), makes my second personality (Yes, I have MPD: just count the open and close parentheses in this entire post, you’ll realize it) tell me: “Don’t change blogs now, you idiot. You think your fellow bloggers would have the time, perhaps even the effort to change your goddamn URL just for this blog? (Yaya) You’re such a loser.”

Well, How should I say this? This post is getting longer (ironically, the post title is well.. short) as I go typing everything about the blog alone. What more if I told you things about me? To cut it short, I’m literally taking chances on getting your trust back (if you ever had, at least) to me and my blog. And so with that, here goes my new ‘home.’ With that, there’s nothing left to say but,

“Hello, world.”