nowhere to go but up

almost two months into my comeback bid, i am yet to finalize my topic for strama. these two months have proven that choosing my subject for the paper is not the easiest part. i encountered a whole gamut of problems on this portion alone -- either the business was not suitable for my purpose, important data is almost impossible to get, or i got vetoed. even as i tried to compensate with my class performance, i despaired of ever getting past this hurdle. hopes of graduating this term -- or graduating at all -- were slowly floating away.

i must have done something right, because things are finally looking up.

now that i've almost clinched my topic, the real work begins. all this time wasted on waiting is going to haunt me in the next months. but i'm starting to feel positive -- like our prof said we should be feeling right now. i just hope that i still have it when i'm overwhelmed and going crazy with worry.

leaving yesterday behind

i received a text message today from my high school friend nex. she had finished with her compre exams and will be graduating with her masters in... community development? i keep forgetting. (geez. what a great friend i am.) only two years ago, we were both suffering anxiety over our respective graduation requirements: her thesis and my strama paper. now, everyone in our group who went into graduate school has earned their degree or diploma, except me. how ironic.

what a bummer

just got word last week that blog city's free blogging service is on its last legs. so this is the start of my nine-month migration to blogger, my next-oldest blog. just as well, i think i will need those nine months knowing how quick i act on these things.

i'm naturally a sentimental person, and i refused to give up blog city because it was my first ever blog (now over 3 years old), even after i put up 3 more. but i also refuse to pay for something i can get elsewhere for free. maybe i would for something else more important, but not a blog. it's just as well i've become fascinated with multiply, so i won't be missing much what i've already done to my old blog. and i'm really enjoying the cross-posting feature... though there seemed to be some bugs i needed to fix with some entries.

so i guess starting today my blogspot will see much more action than it has in the last few years.

the art of seduction

best buddy mike is a treasure trove of information. and mp3s. here's the result of this useless-yet-insightful thing he sent to me over email today.


as it is, i can't believe i'm that naive. scratch that; i can. i am so naive it's just incredible.

feelin' groovy

i'm almost finished with ripping all the cds here at home for all the love songs they contain... i don't want to touch another jewel case until i need to, so i'm taking a break. not that i mind being landed with this big job of compiling a wedding playlist, but even audiophiles like me suffer from overload.

ai6! never thought i would be following it as closely as rockstar, but there are a few good folks in there. my personal tastes run to blake and gina (who just got axed - boohoo), but i kinda liked jordin too -- she reminded me a lot of jordis from rockstar:inxs. so anyway, thanks to dj i've got a few new mp3s to share with my officemates. hehehe. my favorites from the finals so far: dont get around much anymore (chris richardson), all mixed up (blake).

out of all the songs i ripped this week, this is the prize: simon and garfunkel, the 59th street bridge song (feelin' groovy)

i'm a stitch away from making it, and a scar away from falling apart

does lack of sleep really make people do crazy things?

for the first time in like... ever, i took on the challenge to be embarrassed for certain. in class, in front of 20-plus people.

last night i was supposed to submit my assignment, i was very scatterbrained through the whole thing and passed it incomplete. so what else is new? and since my group was unlike any other group i belonged to in my three years in grad school, we didn't even prepare anything for our presentation today. because i was first to arrive in class i decided to cover some bases and started putting my submission on powerpoint. like duh, i still haven't recovered from lack of sleep due to inefficient brain activity but i had to pull off magic tricks. then to my eternal good fortune, our group was called first.

to say that i bombed was not an exaggeration. but i kinda expected it, knowing the shoddy (i picked up this word from my friend today) work i had done. what possessed me to even volunteer was unclear, much like understanding why people jump off cliffs or down a can of pesticide. strangely, though, i almost enjoyed the criticism heaped on my logic and obvious lack of preparation. i knew i was in for it, but i didn't care and the little voice in my head was saying, "bring it on!" and until now, i'm more worried about disappointing my prof than being put through a wringer.

ok, here's my cue for shutting off my laptop for a whole day. strama is going to have to take the back seat for now.

last song syndrome: fall out boy, [after] life of the party