Being a ‘91, I felt safe being surrounded by my fellow ‘91 friends back in high school in PNG.
Here in the Philippines, because everyone likes starting school a couple of years earlier than people in PNG, almost all my friends are 1-2 years younger than me. I’m not complaining or anything, it’s just that…well…I’m always a year ahead of everyone, so I feel like an adult. *shrugs*
Heck, I’m even older than some of the higher batch students.
…Was the thought that was recurring through my head when I had a little too much to drink last night.
I’ve never been drunk in my life, maybe outrageously tipsy, but not drunk. Last night though, I threw a party at my house for a post birthday celebration. There was a lot of food, and of course a lot of ‘drinks’. Long story short, I had a little too many shots of Tequila, and so many gulps of a mix my brother made (gin with some other alcholic drink, sprite, and kool-aid).
Now being a never-been-drunk person, I always thought being so badly under the influence meant I wouldn’t feel anything because my mind would’ve completely blacked out. But wow was I wrong, being drunk sucks lol. I could remember the buckets that I threw up last night, that and my inability to walk because my legs felt like jelly. I remember when I was throwing up I moaned in pain a couple of times. I thought they were soft ones, but my brother told me I was screaming my face off lmao. I tried opening my eyes, and everything was almost completely dark so for a while I thought I went blind.
You could imagine the massive hangover I had this morning. I couldn’t walk around my house without the need to throw up.
So it looks like I’ll be laying off the drinks from now until December, when my org throws a year end party. I swear, thinking about drinks makes me nauseous.
But holy cow my entire weekend was so freakin’ awesome :D
On a scale of one to awesome, how was my day? I could tell it backwards.
My brother got me an OEM class set of In-ear Beats by Dre at a really dirt cheap price. If you don’t know what an OEM is, it stands for “Original Equimpment Manufacturer”. Long story short, an OEM is basically the original product minus the company retailing; straight from the factory, if you will lol. Needless to say, I was hella psyched for a new set of earphones seeing that the ones I currently had were pretty crappy.
After weeks of anticipation, the External Affairs committee finally got the varsity jackets that we had custom made just for us. And I gotta say, they look pretty sweeeeet.
We were worrying that they weren’t gonna arrive in time for our org pictorial, but thanks to the class suspensions it was pushed back indefinitely.
And finally…
I won a pair of tickets to watch the Black Eyed Peas Concert! Yeeeah! I listen to the morning show on the radio every time I drive to school, and luckily for me I tuned in to the time they were having the games to give the tickets out. It was simple, they play a BEP song and bleep out a word, which you have to guess. It was pure luck that my call got through, and it was even more lucky for me that the song they played was I Got a Feeling. It’s at this point where I was thankful that this song was so overplayed during the time it was really popular lol. And before I knew it, I was giving my contact details for when I could pick up the pair of tickets.
This ain’t the first time I won tickets off the radio :P
I swear, it’s damn easier on the wallet to win tickets than to buy them haha.
This is a very, very happy October for me so far.
Ok so I’ve had a bunch of really awesome dreams in my lifetime, but I could never remember any of them clearly; I just know that they were awesome lol. But the other night, I had the best dream ever…and I could remember every single second of it!
It started off with me walking in what looked like a big toy store. There was a keyboard there, strangely it was one of them professional ones. So I went over to it and started playing; I played Yumi and Thyro’s “Kiss” (the song before the one playing on my streampad). I have no idea how to play it in real life, but it was a dream lol. Anyways, as I was playing away on the keyboard, the entire beat started to play out of no where! As weird as it was, I started singing the song, and to my utter disbelief, my singing sounded GREAT! Like high class, RnB soul sounding voice great! Oh my gawd…I’ve always wanted to have a soulful RnB kind of singing voice so even in my dream I was getting goosebumps. So by the time I finished my verse and went to the chorus, people appeared out of no where and started to do back up, and holy mother eff….askdhjlbadskfakj. I really don’t know how to explain the kind of feeling I had after hearing how amazing it all sounded. All the harmonizing, second voices, back up vocals; everything was so in tune and mashed all together perfectly.
The greatest part of this entire moment was when we got to the bridge. I blurted out everything I could to make it sound as soulful as possible, needless to say it all sounded so flawless from then on till the end. I have no idea, but the overwhelming feeling of it all at the end made me cry a bit at the end. And when I woke up, yep, tears in my eyes as well. Too bad it was just a dream :(
I wish I knew how to sing lol.
I don’t get why people try to one up Tumblr over Facebook. They’re like, two completely different kinds of sites. Facebook is a “true” social network, Tumblr is a microblogging site. Sure, a lot of the things we do on Facebook we also do on Tumblr like share our thoughts, links, etc. but Tumblr wasn’t made for people to connect people the same way Facebook does. People need to stop complaining about the aesthetic and functional changes that Tumblr goes through. It makes it more and more less like Facebook, and to complain about it totally contradicts the entire argument of one upping Tumblr over Facebook.
So I alternate between two cars when driving to school, depending on the coding; I take a Honda Civic on Mondays and a Toyota Fortuner every other day. Now taking the Civic does have its perks in making you look super cool and stuff because you own a pseudo-sports car, but man, it sucks. There’s just way too much stuff to be worrying about when driving a Civic (especially with the fact that ours is just a little over a year old), like driving extra careful over road humps so that the bottom doesn’t hit, or parking in a safe area so that air pollution doesn’t make it all dusty and dirty. Yeah, with any car like a Civic priority is in its looks. But f*ckin A…if something happens to it it only spells doom.
Today I took the Civic to school, and just as I was making the turn out of my village, I turned too early, so the rim of the back-right wheel ripped scratched against the cement pavement of the walkway. It made some pretty bad scratches on the rim, though not so noticeable if you’re far away from it. At that point I began to think “Ok…what’s the more worse situation? The fact that I drove the rim of my car against the cement, or the fact that I have to tell my brother that I drove the rim of my car against the cement?”. My brother is the one who mainly takes care of the Civic (since he uses it a lot to look cool lol) so you could expect an eruption of profanities coming from him if I told him what happened. It took me the whole day to contemplate whether or not I should tell him, but in the end I did. Yeah he was hella mad, but at least now I don’t have anything beating up my conscience.
As much as I love driving a sedan, I hate it (if it were second hand then I wouldn’t mind); way too much to worry about, and in a place as crazy as Manila, well eff the dreams of owning a flawless car.
If I drove the Fortuner instead, I would’ve just driven over that mother f*cking pavement…
No room is safe tomorrow morning.
So I’m diving into the third quarter of this term which equates to nothing but tests, quizzes, assignments, and projects almost every day. I have two tests for tomorrow - for my feedback control systems class and my electromagnetics class, and I’m about 60% ready to take them on. I can almost never get any studying done when I’m at home (or at a place with wifi for that matter), so studying at Starbucks has been the best way for me to take in n equations and concepts and theories with ease while sipping on my extra shot -iced caffe mocha. The somewhat costly drinks at Starbucks is the price I have to pay (literally) if I want to at least pass any course that this akdhfalhkjlhads engineering course has to throw at me, but I’m not complaining.
I really dunno what’s up with Starbucks and my studying habits. I guess the ambiance there is one that I’m really comfortable with; I mean, the smell of blended coffee drinks couple up with some good music playing from my iPod helps me become more relaxed but focused on what I’m reading.
I still hate brewed coffee, though.
