The UST Singers Hears Christmas Sing!

yes, people.

tonight's the night to hear Christmas Sing! :)

Check out the UST Singers
"Hear Christmas Sing!"
at the
UST Quadricentennial Square (Fountain area behind the Main Bldg) TONIGHT, DECEMBER 11 (Tuesday) at 6:30 in the evening.

FREE ADMISSION Ü

Hope to see you there! :)

So Little Time (soooo much to do!)

it just dawned upon moi that i have exactly four hours tomorrow to edit my future.

toast. that's what i'll be.

brain-wracking tension aside, i am now initiating another phase in my life--one that hopefully would end in a few months, one i'd be glad to say goodbye to. back in high school, i never would have thought fighting to survive college would actually bring you to hell and back. i just knew hell would be there (and, of course, heaven too), but i had several inklings concerning luck and compassion i hoped like crazy to be enough. or so i thought. i've had my pitfalls, those random semi-freudian moments i know so well, and my world sporadically crumbling to oblivion, but it was fun swimming in the mess somehow. the past couple of weeks taught me that there actually exists such a thing as justice in this beautiful--albeit crime-infested--world. the legacy of a few real friends made me realize the absence of "the box."

[okay, think of the box as what you think out of when you want to do something creative. for those who got it, congratulations. for those who didn't, however, hmmm... never mind.]

it's hilarious that when i start thinking of what to write here, i end up writing a number of my posts for over an hour. i know it's my fault, because i'm a... hmmm... "career-oriented" (there you go.) person, but what can i do? i absolutely love what i'm doing.

paradigm shift.

it is still baffling, though, that i somehow project a one-dimensional image to my acquaintances. for some untold strangeness, it is practically what and who they believe that i am. oh well. the thought just crossed my mind.

i currently possess a cornucopia of fused feelings i badly want to exhale to my immediate world. but things will change, and so will time, so the rest of the world's secrets should be vault-sealed until further notice.

ANYWAYS. i better secure my fate or the rest of the celebrated happiness i have scheduled will bear bad news. au revoir!

I'm Lovin' It

sheraton. belgian waffles, maple syrup, and whipped cream. banana milk. omelettes. new sheets everyday. Über fluffed pillows. taipei night markets. kuku-G. spaG. nai cha. 500 tea store. 50--?. tea bar. 7-eleven. endless wi-fi. cnn. houshanpi. shi lin. taipei main station. national concert hall. taipei philharmonic foundation. fortune & perlette. clothes markets. shoe markets. cotton club singers. subway tokens. adventures. getting lost (haha!). gym. sauna. pool. pabuk (freaky!).



the momentary time of my life.

Trying To Get The Feeling Again

despite the blur that persistently gets caught in my optical nerves, i have no other choice but to ace up my game (AGAIN) and pray like crazy to pull through.

okay, so things were pretty great for the past two weeks. i felt detoxified, of course. to some people, too, i projected well-restedness and an improvement from my previous knocked-out state. is that a good sign? i hope so.

it took something miniscule to help my heart pierce a ray of light through my soul. our high school yearbook, the notorious bearer of hot-headedness and turmoil, just came out (or WILL come out, i don't know). finally. it got to the finish line before i did. :D

so, adieu to sheraton taipei loveliness, back to what's real. prelims, here i come.

Bittersweet Symphony

my life as i know it is evolving by the second. i can barely catch my breath chasing after every millisecond that passes my way.

for what it's worth, this is a fresh start for me. on the other hand, it may mean my demise.

like what i've been saying, i've got to ace up my game even more. normalcy is not an option. regularity is prohibited.

conformity equals death.

i have only the slightest idea why suddenly, a renewed hope has dawned upon me. is it the thought of the perils of yesteryear that brings me to punch through this totally and ridiculously unsymphonic state? perhaps. but then, my worn-out heart is screaming for bandages.

hemorrhage aside, i know i can do this. this ray of light will guide me to where i will be. if all else will fail, i'll make sure i'll be able to exhale and say it's how things should be.

so, goodbye to the pangs of the night's storms, i am on my way to the beyond.

Tonight I Write the Saddest Lines

the title is not a typo nor is this entry a rip-off of pablo neruda's published genius.

i'm just down in the dumps.

The Beginning of the Rest of My Life

because of untold stressors and positive adjustments, my life can start anew.

i'm commencing this schoolyear in good spirits and a refreshed soul. i hope this new-and-improved psyche can help me end a chapter of my life. i'm not saying anything, but i hope (so bad) that everything turns out well.

for what it's worth, i'm missing everything already. but i don't have to say goodbye now. after all, i still have a year to coexist with the humongous population that nerve-wracked the past three (and something) years of my life.

enough with sentimentality, i have a life to live. sure, i will drown in paperwork and head trauma, but i will fight tooth-and-nail to get to the end of this race. see you on the flipside. :)

***kuyaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! i miss you! (eww, sickeningly sweet. :p) call me again when you have time. mondays and wednesdays,2-5; fridays,11-5. bahala ka na magcompute ng time difference, heehee :)***

In an Unnatural State of Calmness

thank God i can finally take a breather.

once this week reaches its conclusion, i will again be thrust right back into Earth. oh well. i shall enjoy the last few days of peace and quiet then.

all the talk i hear on pain and suffering is giving me pain and suffering. will turn off the TV now.

wait, no. i won't. oh well (again). keeping myself entertained with surgeons on the verge of momentary weakness is worth it. go, Grey's Anatomy. :) loved it since ever. and now i get to watch it again. yay for me :)

happy holy week to my vacationing friends, goodluck on and enjoy getting good tans :) toodles :)

(this is clearly a moment of peachy-ness for me. yay, me.)

Topsy-Turvy

welcome to the flipside.

since Lord knows when, my world has been topsy-turvy. i don't know why this keeps on happening, but for whatever reason, i'm completely un-myself these past few days.

more than usual, i mean.

after a fairly eventful weekend and a whole lot of work to do, i am back in the primordial mess i loathe. sensorium clouding ahoy. i'm still at a loss despite that ray of light.

i've got less than a week to pull everything off, and, once again, my sanity is crumbling to oblivion.

Lord, please help me.

Dreaming With A Broken Heart

or is it lying awake with one of these?

my friends are slowly making their way towards mimicking the glory of singlehood. i feel for them, but, as they say, things change.

as much as my weary insides prohibit me from falling into the pit of despair, i am in the slide of my life breathlessly freewheeling into the depths of the unknown. for whatever reason, the pains of life seemingly grab my friends by the hair and i am mercilessly dragged with them. ah, the life of me.

i have just posted an equally life-threatening message in the world that is the online classroom. that may just be the sole judge of my fate. well, i don't really know yet, but something's going to happen soon.

bracing myself again for tomorrow.

New and Improved

so this is how it is being new and improved. haha.

i've been sensing freaky foreshadowing, and i am prepared for battle.

i hope.

my world in a blur

WOW.

i's actually been half a year since i last posted anything here. so much has happened (duh.), i'm afraid i won't give justice to things if i indulge in divulging every nitty-gritty detail there ever existed. so my mouth is shut, my fingers are restricted, and my mind is flying.Ü

it's february again, time for sparks to fly. i wonder...
...
for the longest time, i haven't delved into the idea of veering away from my prissy schedule.

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

hmm... should i or should i not? the time may have changed, but the question will forever be the same.

*sigh.*