Now, I am updating for today and the last couple of days as well. Today was officially the last day of classes, but quoting from Hannah Tan’s jargon, the concept is completely ‘ler-ki’, given that we are required to go back to school after Holy Week for more unholy days of studying and what university administrators would mildly put as ‘finals’. That’s life in the University of Abundant Papers (among others, I suppose) for you.
First of all, I moved back to http://schizoavoidant.multiply.com/. Once schizoavoidant, always schizoavoidant – even if my personality disorders are no longer ‘schizotypal’ and ‘avoidant’ (yes, that’s basically the history of my username. Google search the personality disorder test if you’re just bubbling with curiosity about your own). You can find a few pictures in the account I had for a while, but nothing recent and interesting.
Currently, I am wondering why in the world my Y!M won’t open, listening to Kelly Clarkson’s Because Of You (“my heart can’t possibly break when it wasn’t even whole to start with” – such bitterness, yes. And here I was thinking that the song was supposed to be inspirational) and reading http://thecartesianjournal.blogspot.com/, a sub-blog of and a compilation of student essays by my Biology professor, Dr. Jay Lazaro, and feeling quite proud to see my work, among others, posted. The sense of pride is currently running quite high, and so I will deviate from talking about it in case I get too excited.
Right now, I am home alone. Dad is still at work, and my mother and siblings are still in Lipa. Since Sunday, it’s just been my dad and I here. For the first time in my life, we actually had a personal conversation on the way home. I never thought we would ever talk the way we did last Sunday, but I’m terribly glad we did. To say that I picked up quite a bit from the two-hour conversation would probably be the understatement of the millennium, but I’d rather not discuss these bits during normal conversation or expression. I have a feeling, anyhow, that these bits will gradually come out generally in little ways. I won’t say too much about it in case the jinxed intention will drown out the possible actual occurrence.
This summer is probably the most important summer for me, on the grounds that I never needed a break as much as I do now. The last months have just been INSANE. I need a temporary reprieve from the every day scenery, the same tasks, the regular routine, the spirit of memories, the need to keep my control and myself in check. Everything has just been SCREAMING to be carefree, wild and positively crazy, and I need this summer to unburden myself of the need to do the craziest things in the world without having to worry about the repercussions it may have on people, obligations and responsibilities.
This summer, I will scream, laugh, cry, run amok, move, read, write, play the guitar, sing, watch movies and just BE like a maniac when I want to be. I will put myself in occasional self-quarantines and condition myself to be a real and good friend to those I’ve come to realize have been wonderful friends to me, despite my countless misgivings – my practically uncontrollable usage of profanity, my terrible mood swings and bouts of meanness, among many others (you guys know who you are). I promise, come second year, you guys will more or less have the better Pam I was at the start of the year.:)
I’m crush-less, by the way, and loving it. The world is too interesting to be limited to wanting to get to know and be close to just one person at this point in my life.
Earlier this day, Jess, Khelle and I got to hang out with our new FO (Finance Officer, and not ‘friendship over’, ‘f*** off’, or ‘friendship overnight’) for next school year, Mr. Mike Pamintuan (doesn’t that just sound so professional?). Apart from being amused at being each other’s almost-namesake (which he pointed out: PAM FRANCI-a, Michael FRANCI-s PAM-intuan… get it?) and having close birthdays (June junkies, we are), he proved to be a pretty witty and entertaining conversationalist. Good times are always fun, and I’ve got to thank him for giving us one! Pam-Pam (calling him that always seems so narcissistic), if you’re reading this, yeah! No to corruption, FO! :D
First of all, I moved back to http://schizoavoidant.multiply.com/. Once schizoavoidant, always schizoavoidant – even if my personality disorders are no longer ‘schizotypal’ and ‘avoidant’ (yes, that’s basically the history of my username. Google search the personality disorder test if you’re just bubbling with curiosity about your own). You can find a few pictures in the account I had for a while, but nothing recent and interesting.
Currently, I am wondering why in the world my Y!M won’t open, listening to Kelly Clarkson’s Because Of You (“my heart can’t possibly break when it wasn’t even whole to start with” – such bitterness, yes. And here I was thinking that the song was supposed to be inspirational) and reading http://thecartesianjournal.blogspot.com/, a sub-blog of and a compilation of student essays by my Biology professor, Dr. Jay Lazaro, and feeling quite proud to see my work, among others, posted. The sense of pride is currently running quite high, and so I will deviate from talking about it in case I get too excited.
Right now, I am home alone. Dad is still at work, and my mother and siblings are still in Lipa. Since Sunday, it’s just been my dad and I here. For the first time in my life, we actually had a personal conversation on the way home. I never thought we would ever talk the way we did last Sunday, but I’m terribly glad we did. To say that I picked up quite a bit from the two-hour conversation would probably be the understatement of the millennium, but I’d rather not discuss these bits during normal conversation or expression. I have a feeling, anyhow, that these bits will gradually come out generally in little ways. I won’t say too much about it in case the jinxed intention will drown out the possible actual occurrence.
This summer is probably the most important summer for me, on the grounds that I never needed a break as much as I do now. The last months have just been INSANE. I need a temporary reprieve from the every day scenery, the same tasks, the regular routine, the spirit of memories, the need to keep my control and myself in check. Everything has just been SCREAMING to be carefree, wild and positively crazy, and I need this summer to unburden myself of the need to do the craziest things in the world without having to worry about the repercussions it may have on people, obligations and responsibilities.
This summer, I will scream, laugh, cry, run amok, move, read, write, play the guitar, sing, watch movies and just BE like a maniac when I want to be. I will put myself in occasional self-quarantines and condition myself to be a real and good friend to those I’ve come to realize have been wonderful friends to me, despite my countless misgivings – my practically uncontrollable usage of profanity, my terrible mood swings and bouts of meanness, among many others (you guys know who you are). I promise, come second year, you guys will more or less have the better Pam I was at the start of the year.:)
I’m crush-less, by the way, and loving it. The world is too interesting to be limited to wanting to get to know and be close to just one person at this point in my life.
Earlier this day, Jess, Khelle and I got to hang out with our new FO (Finance Officer, and not ‘friendship over’, ‘f*** off’, or ‘friendship overnight’) for next school year, Mr. Mike Pamintuan (doesn’t that just sound so professional?). Apart from being amused at being each other’s almost-namesake (which he pointed out: PAM FRANCI-a, Michael FRANCI-s PAM-intuan… get it?) and having close birthdays (June junkies, we are), he proved to be a pretty witty and entertaining conversationalist. Good times are always fun, and I’ve got to thank him for giving us one! Pam-Pam (calling him that always seems so narcissistic), if you’re reading this, yeah! No to corruption, FO! :D
I don’t really have a whole lot to say anymore. Or that could just be because I’m quite hungry. I need to restart my laptop to try to make Y!M work. I feel so lost and loser-ish without it. :
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