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Whoa.... I'm here at the internet cafe today and guess who I'm sitting beside to.... Conrad of Plane Divides the Sky/ Boy Elroy.... Whoa.... naalala ko yung kafe..... la lang...

At last, at last. The ACET's over!!!! Ina! I'm lacking the enthusiasm. I've got my adrenaline so high right now that if it were to turn into blood, I'd be pumping it out from my aorta into the SKY! Shet!!! It's over. It's done. I can't seem to sound like I'm relieved that everything I've worked for all boiled down to this one afternoon of brain-thrashing and that IT'S DONE! AHHHHH!! Hope I pass though. The math part killed me. Practically threw me a grenade when I wasn't looking. I was polishing my newfound shotgun and actually made use of it throughout the test. Sayang. Nakulangan pa ako ng shells. (If you don't get me, fine.) And that's that. I was both armed with a collage of mere stock (and stuck) knowledge and my shotgun. The first 150 points were chicken... feet. English Profiency. Then, came the part where I fell into the manhole. Yeah. Slipped right through the hole I knew most of us didn't see in the first place. So there I was, groping in the dark. The logarithm part decapitated me as well.

After that, I went out and took a break for 10 minutes. I went with Momoy and we went around talking about how we guessed 50% of the math part. Total blindness. "Master Manghuhula", as he would say. So there. After going to the CR, I went up to him and guess who I saw sitting across Momoy? Andrea Manzano. Tada! I know she doesnt go to my site as often as my friends do, so I'll say it once: Damn she's so hot! I get so toungue-tied when I talk to her. Goddess. I am only a mortal. Man!! So I said the usual hi. And she thought I was telling her to call someone for me. Pero hindi. Argh. She said I changed quite a bit. But to me, she was the same. She had the same aura. I precisely know why guys fall for her. Naturally everyone would have to pick up their jaw from the floor before staring at her again and then finally, blurting out something candidly stupid like, "Whoa, I...I... Hey.. I... know.. you!! " Hmph.

Ok, aside from that I got to talk to Tin Lagasca, my prom date. She made this hopeless laugh before making a hi-5 to me. Haha!!!

Ok... back to the ACET, the abstract reasoning part was a lot harder than what I expected it to be. But I managed. I think I'll pass...

After the test, I caught up with Isi & Poch and we walked out of the campus, fetched Erfe at the Hobby Stop (tama ba spelling? Wala akong alam dyan eh...) then I left them all alone! Sama ko... Sorry. I just... had to ... go home. Hehehe. I was fucking exhausted.

Then I came home, talked with Fidel and Randy, scared Ramlo, and reported everything to her. And that was my Saturday.

Sunday was boring. I went to Bulacan for nothing. Went home at around 7 and did my hw til I dropped and slept... and well, cheers to cramming!

Guys, listen to........ Sonic Youth!!!


By the time Sonic Youth released "Daydrem Nation" in 1989, a huge shadow of expectancy had moved over them. Their two previous efforts - "Sister" and "EVOL" - had set particulary high standards and another big one was expected. How little did people know what they had up their sleeves. "Daydream Nation" was a spawling concept without a concept album, the sound of a band totally in tune with each other. Calmly strummed guitars, Kim Gordon whispering and a quiet rhythmic kick off "Teenage Riot", until it explodes into a revelry of all that was great about American indie music at the time. "Silver Rocket" kicks itself around a punk playground before losing control and ending up in fuzz of feedback. Kim spits anger and lethargy over "The Sprawl" before "Eric's Trip" slips in and out of your head in a staggering psychedlic manner!!! Hehehehe!
Astig.


Ok! Practice season once again!! Gigs!!! Yeah!!!
> Oct. 11: screening at Assumption Antipolo. Godspeed to and more and pleasure box!!
> Practice every Thursday in the classroom and/or Saturday at Inigo's...

Alright.