bizarre things have been happening lately… and i have a funny feeling that the world will soon end.  but i guess it’s just a funny feeling…

or is it?

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~~ 1st sign of the Apocalypse ~~

a ‘truth commission’ is being proposed as a means of investigating graft and corruption, ‘high crimes,’ etc.  it will be investigating the gloriagate scandal.  and guess who’s going to approve the installation of this so-called ‘truth commission…’  it’s none other than gma herself.  wtf?!

a ‘truth commission?’ oh come on.

you’ve GOT to be kidding me…

~~ 2nd sign of the Apocalypse ~~

kris aquino and james yap are engaged to be married… which leads me to ask:

are you sure? [or in kris’ own words: sure ka na ba?]

i’m not asking kris.  i will not be surprised if we hear news of her divorce or breakup sooner or later [yeah, i'm guessing she’s that predictable]…  i’m asking james yap.

are you sure?

i guess he’s heard about kris’ ‘lovelife.’  doesn’t that bother him?  screw the theory of true love, wake up, and smell the coffee. the woman has excess baggage and a whole lot of issues.  he’s still quite young and there are other fish in the sea.  why’s he in the hurry to get hitched? and to ‘her’ of all people!

i heard that the pre-nuptial agreement has already been written.  i heard that there will be no sharing of assets or what we call ‘conjugal property…’ which makes me wonder:

does kris think james is only after her money? has she been so badly hurt in the past that there’s no trust anymore? why is there a need for a pre-nup which states that there will be no conjugal property? does kris have good reason to think that she needs a pre-nup? isn’t this an insult to james yap [assuming that he really loves kris]?

hmmm…

kris and james: a fairytale romance with a happy ending?

you’ve GOT to be kidding me…

~~ 3rd sign of the Apocalypse ~~

the maroons just won their third game against the bulldogs.  and this time, i was able to watch.  i have this oddity of thinking that the maroons will lose if i watch any of their games.  that’s why i don’t watch that often.  apparently, i’m not as much of a jinx as i was before.

i saw the game and i was surprised to find out that they’ve improved a lot.  their defense is stronger, everyone’s got something to contribute, they have a higher average of second-chance points, and they’re really shooting hoops and handling the ball effectively!

the team’s standing at the moment is 3-0.  they’re now on top with the tamaraws.  i’m beginning to question my theory on luck.  could it be that skill, talent, and discipline caused this phenomenon?  this team came out of nowhere! i mean, it’s not that the maroons have not won a single championship in the past because they have won a few times before.  maybe it’s just hard to imagine them winning the championships now after several dismal years.

a maroons’ winning streak? a championship, maybe?

we’ll see…

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if these things turn out to be for real, then the world has probably turned upside down.

that ‘thing’ i have about school paperwork is back again.  just when it really matters and just when i need it most, my enthusiasm to write ‘formally’ had already left me.  all i want to do right now is to write about silly things which don’t get me anywhere anyway.  what’s going to happen to me when the clinicals start and paperwork deadlines start flying in from all directions?

i’m so afraid of the week after this.  am i ready? after this week, i’m never going to sleep the same number of hours again.  i’m never going to watch as much tv as i want.  i’m never going to surf the net for countless hours at a time…

well, theoretically.

for the nth time, i think i’m distracted.  my world is full of distractions.  i don’t think i’d be able to live without those because i’m sure to hit the roof if i work and study all the time. distractions, being what they are [i.e. distractions], keep me away from overly serious exploits and keep me temporarily sane.  they relieve the monotony of daily living and decelerate my tendency to go overboard.

i let these distractions take over for me sometimes.  it can get a little scary when i can’t seem to control what i’m doing [a distraction can have a life of its own] and when i can’t seem to stop.

i like the feeling, though.  that’s called addiction.

anyway…

i am planning to do something about it. i know i’ve only got this one shot at finishing nursing school and failure is no longer an option.  failure, this time around, is going to be the end of me…

which is why i’m going to prioritize my paperwork over blogs, research over leisurely surfing, and academics over fun.  no blogging, no surfing, no tv for me from now on…

theoretically.

the uaap season ‘68 opened last week and i heard that the maroons won their first game of the season against the tigers.  i didn’t watch but my brother did and he told me the news.  am i to consider it an omen?  are the maroons finally going make it to the final four? does this mean they’d finally have a shot at the championship after about 8 long years?

nah. fat chance.  it’s probably just beginner’s luck.

they have a new lineup.  well, apart from a few veterans [e.g. abby santos, nestor david, marvin cruz], they have novices.  and i heard that they were able to acquire two or three players from the green archers.  what was THAT all about? are we entertaining the idea of importing now?  what happened to loyalty to the alma mater?

anyway…

if this ‘winning streak’ goes on until the elims, then that’s swell.  i’m all praises for the maroons.  but if it turns out to be a rerun of last season…

whatever.  right now, it’s too early to tell and i’m not going to expect much. but i’d be lying if i didn’t admit this: i’m also hoping to have something to cheer about when it comes to the uaap games.

isn’t it about time these guys won something?

u.p. education is the best. without a doubt. i’ve always dreamt of studying here.

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people used to think i was a precocious child.  i used to think that i was only smart.  back in elementary, and as early as age 6, i already knew that i wanted to be a doctor.  as early as age 10, i already wanted to study in u.p.  none of those things have changed for the longest time.  back in high school, nobody thought i was as precocious as i used to be.  that was okay.  i still held on to the belief that i was smart.

when i passed the upcat, that belief was reinforced.  it was a dream come true and i was on my way towards fulfilling my dreams of becoming a doctor.

when i started going to classes, i felt that i wasn’t smart anymore.  i was only average… because everyone else was a genius.

when i failed more than 2 of my subjects, i was no longer average…

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i have now been demoted to the intellectual status of ‘moron.’  thank you very much. [bow.]

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being a u.p. student is a gift.  a privilege.  but while you pride yourself with the fact that you’re an ‘iskolar ng bayan,’ you have subconsciously loaded a revolver and put it against your temple.  it does not kill you, though…  even if you’ve sometimes wished it had.

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sometimes the thought of committing suicide [translation: dropping out] appeals to me.  you hear news here and there of celebrities and pop stars who were u.p. dropouts but are now making millions. come to think of it, they’re doing pretty well. ely buendia and the rest of e-heads were [as i've heard] u.p. dropouts. 

even jolina was a u.p. dropout.  god help it.

anyway, dropping out is the easy way out.  you can always transfer to other schools/universities which would be more than willing to take you in. kaysa naman isuka ka na nang u.p. dahil ‘di ka makatapus-tapos. i wouldn’t want that to happen to me.

but i guess, what’s wrong with dropping out is the fact that you’ve given up on a dream.  i busted my ass just to get here.  and am i going to let mrr [maximum residency rule] burn all my aspirations to dust?  hell, no!  i’m staying! 

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even if it breaks my heart to know that i’m being left behind by former batchmates and friends, i just console and tell myself that it’d all pass and that i’d soon graduate.

6 years of nursing school. wow.

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when i graduate, i’m going to hug every professor i meet and i am going to kiss the hallowed grounds of upcn! i’m serious; i will!  if you happen to pass by the julita v sotejo hall in pedro gil some time in march or april 2007, and if you see a nimrod kissing the ground, that’s most probably me.

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i guess, dropping out is an option.  but not at the moment.  in any case, what am i gon’ do for a living if i drop out?  i don’t have a band.  and i certainly don’t have plans for a showbiz career.  i’ll leave the dropping out to the talented people. 

it’s not for me.