August 31st, 2006

for three days until yesterday i was cussing. yeah it’s not me to do that really save for some S***s and well S***s every once in awhile which by the way i’m trying hard to flush out of my system.that three days was unbelievably flooded with S***s, and sighs. why? the last week was a crazy week for me. it’s my finals week.on the one hand i’m glad there were no exams but the term requirements were killing me. i couldn’t put things together for my paper with just the books i read, i needed to use the internet. in a day i’d rush to an internet shop for an average of 3 times ( duh, i  put on a jacket at 11:30 pm hunting for an internet cafe for God knows how many times…times like these i swear a pc at home without net connection is uber useless ). but that ain’t so bad, in fact i love the pressure…what got me cussing was that when i was expecting money to come in because of all these requirements i have to spend so much for , there was none. usually a week before pay day, my resources are really, really depleting. a day before the pay day i’m talking about pennyless baby. the last week because of quite an unbearable expenses, 3 days before payday i’m completely broke. i usually don’t worry because the eve before payday i already get paid BUT on the 29th of august something terrible happened.i , the most hopeful, anticipating person on earth that night rushed to the nearest ATM to check. Holly goacamoule! nothing! i was texting a friend asking why there isn’t any money in my atm, she said " it’s a new policy, they’ll release sweldo on the day mismo". i waws like" hah, isn’t that arbitrary?" i mean like we’ve been used to the old ( favorable ) policy. so the usual me kept on complaining and complaining and you know how one could be sort of illogical when she’s hungry and only lives by the noodles her sister sent her ( the noodles are divine…nothing i can find in supermarkets here hehehe. maggi curry foerever. i wonder if they get in our little, beautiful romantic city legally ). going back, i was ranting continuously " what’s in it for them to delay the pay?" no one could answer me ( my housemates weren’t home yet when i was asking, so technically i got no answers ). was i happy when the genius joey finally came home at 10:30 pm. i said "joe i have no sweldo", he went "what? maybe tomorrow" i told him about the new policy and asked my eternal question. he said " ruth there’s a lot for them to release it on the day…." he went explaining to me how one day means hundreds and hundreds of thousands for big companies. i’m sure it wasn’t so complicated when he explained to me the process,but i choose not to explain it here. i’m no joe who could make you understand it. the point is after that, i calmed down…i thought well they’re justified, it meant additional income for the school.i’m sure that could cover tuition fees of one class of education students…but i’m still eating noodles i suspect i’m beginning to stink like an indian.

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August 20th, 2006
don’t ask about the punctuation enclosed in the pair of parenthesis ok? anyway, a friend ( i completely forgot who ) told me i really need to update blog already. i thought i should, in fact i thought about that way before he/she ( can’t remember ) told me to. the problem however is that i seem to have nothing to really complain about ergo the absence of "inspiration" to write ( i have a different definition of inspiration ok? ). i’ve been thinking what to blab about in here, i just can’t think of any and that says any of two things, either i have been living quite fine lately there’s nothing big to complain about or that my life is just bored ( even more bored than it used to ). i gotta write anything though ( i know u guys don’t understand the compulsion as i am not a writer by any measure…duh? this isn’t writing what i do here, it’s more of a form of self expression i have no label for ). so i thought i’ll just give updates of some sort, a hit anywhere kind of thing.
first, we moved to a bigger place ( yay! bye bye congested, hot room ) we tried to give a homy look ( we’re half successful ) but dang neighbor’s animals. we suspect it’s those friggin’ creatures that cause us scratching like we got fungus all over. it’s just got to be those things because i’ve already sprayed /sort of disinfected our place but we still scratch. i’ve been wanting to spray a gallon of baygon on those animals excited to see what happens to them. hah, i have nothing against chicken and pugs but hello, i would wanna terminate them if they cause me harm!!!
what’s with manila? or manila people? geez, there are just far too many people with a lot of issues. problem is, they don’t even know it. you have a classmate who thinks of you as stupid and thinks of himself a genius in Marxism and all isms you can think of. i generally have no qualms about being thought of as stupid but make sure that relative to you who thinks i’m stupid, i really am stupid by any measure. also, there are too many people who are super foul mouthed ( if that expression is even correct ). it’s like good manners and proper behavior are not taught at home or in school. we’re also not talking of just plainly cussing every single minute there is, we’re also talking of people not knowing how to close the door without having to make you feel a bomb just exploded, people who seem to not know what a smile is ( gee, we have a neighbor, the entire family seem have not been taught how to smile, how do you play good naighbors with them? plus it’s their chicken and pug i’m talking about ),and people who borrows money and not paying you back ( uhm,would a landlord borrow money from a tenant and not pay? i don’t think so but it’s happening here. luckily it’s not my personal experience and i know you might think i’m complaining here, no i am not, just stating things matter of factly…you believe right?).
there are some nice things about being here though like going to school where people don’t care about other people ( i honestly enjoy it ) and a professor who’se so friggin’ honest your classmates are short of hating him, a professor who won’t discuss much but when he does you’re gonna totally worship him, a professor who tells you he’s an anarchist in the intellectual sort of way, totally awesome. i am being educated ( you gotta be in that class to understand ).
lastly my friend and i discovered a wonderful fish. we actually have favorite fish. TILAPIA. we could go on for a week with tilapia for breakfast, lunch and dinner. of course i’ve known and eaten the fish since i was a kid but i’ve never appreciated it as i do now ( nor did i eat it as often as i do now ) . besides the good taste, cheap price, it has the most sosyal name in english " st. peter’s fish". how’s that?
ending here for now ( thinking of a part 2 for this one unless i get people to tell me not to…bite me! )…i hope u didn’t get headache reading this " sabog" entry.