I’ve finally finished the 9th season of Bones. Literally can’t wait for the 10th season premiere and what it brings. I prevent myself from thinking what comes next since in my opinion they’ve already exhausted major story lines (i.e., Brennan’s parents’ history, being buried alive and catching the gravedigger, killing a genius psychopath—Pelant—and a whole bunch of serial killers and murderers, played with the romance between Booth and Brennan,and had made Bones a fugitive) and now they’ve sent Booth to prison. Tbh, I wouldn’t really mind if they send all the characters to prison as long as the show stays alive until I’m deceased. I don’t think I could deal with losing this show. Not now. Not ever.
The teacher postponed our quiz for today. Again. I got so annoyed with him because ‘kabudlay bala magtuon!!’ (it’s hard—and totally frustrating—to study!!) I mean, storing all that crap overnight in my brain is a lot..what more four more days? anyway he kind of redeemed himself when he told me to look & inform him the moment I graduate. I felt like a huge stone was lifted from my chest.
When you know what to get your mother as her birthday present but you don’t have any money
sometimes i want a natural burial, so natural my family must bury my body w/o embalming and coffin then sometimes i want to be cremated and let them throw my ashes by a cliff overlooking the pacific ocean at sunset but then there’s this part of me that wants to donate my body to science let other people live longer or let forensic scientists do their thing idc
I once dreamed of going to Iraq and photographing explosions and child soldiers and scared families and the military and dead people
and I think that dream has been awakened
except now maybe not Iraq in particular, any war zone country will do
With all the drama and the nonsense. Can the boys go home already!! they’d probably laugh at us for being childish; well we wouldn’t be in this situation if they were here
so yes I partly blame them
For the past couple of years, September has been known to be the month of musical shows by Prima Galaw, a group of performing artists in my city. Tonight they put life to the undying Cinderella. It was a good show but not as good as the previous first two i.e., Miss Saigon and The Little Mermaid. No offense to my high school classmate, who played the fairy godmother and did a VERY good job—-I’m not being biased; just stating the fact, the money I spent on buying the ticket wasn’t worth it. It was like watching the Cinderella come to life, kindergarten version because honest to God I was envisioning a much more mature Cinderella and prince charming—not the 12 and ten year olds who played those parts. I bet it was even more realistic if they dressed the king with a cape and had the stepsisters wear gigantic petticoats. For goodness sake it was the trademark of Cinderella, those petticoats. Anyway, I heard they’re doing Les Miserables next. Let’s see about that.
A friend sulked tonight because we unintentionally left her behind. We were so used to her being okay with that because she has her boyfriend around everywhere she go or her best friend who’s a close friend of us too. Unfortunately the best friend studies in Manila and the boyfriend is abroad so she has no one except us. And US left her. We didn’t mean to I swear! Ugh. I hope we fix this as I am not used to her mad at us. She never gets mad. Also we learned that she’s being bullied by this group in their class which may have been a big factor on her sudden change of emotion towards such a petty thing. I feel so bad. I am not fond of feeling this awful and guilty. I hope sleep would help.
As part of the University Day happening on Friday, my organization put up a station to gather the payment of the members for the said event. It was past 4 p.m. when I was left alone to handle things for awhile as my two friends, Jed & Rose, did her homework & refilled her water bottle, respectively. There was this woman (I concluded right away that she’s a mother) who asked me if I know this certain name’s classroom; since she is soft-spoken I inquired if the name she gave me was a teacher and I was quite shocked to hear she’s also a student like me. I told her I didn’t know as we all have different schedule then I told her to just message her of her *daughter’s whereabouts which she misinterpreted as me messaging her daughter. She must’ve thought I knew her so I told her to just ask the office and I even directed her there. This thing bothered me so much as I saw the look of pain & worry on her face when she told me the girl, a senior, hasn’t come home since Friday. A little part of my heart died. It literally felt like a big rock was placed above it. I didn’t know this girl but she must at least have the decency to notify her mother where she is—esp if she’s not coming home. But then again I don’t think the mother thought of it that way. She must’ve been thinking of a lot worse that just her daughter simply not going home to sleep at a friend’s place or something like that. I didn’t think she got what she came for as I saw her leave the building after talking to some students. The worst part is she still had that pain I saw beforehand. It was painful not to be able to help. I could’ve done a better job than just leading her to the office which was the most unfruitful thing ever. Stupid departmental meetings.
I went on a three day educational tour around Antique for our Cooperative Management class and it was worth it. We left the school premises last Friday at noon and just got back at four o’clock in the afternoon today. We were well fed and taken care of by the coops we visited and of course by the resort we occupied. The owners had been very generous that on our second night they arranged two bands—one was composed of the owner’s grandchildren— to play for us with free food and drinks (mainly alcohol so I didn’t benefit much because I don’t drink with non-high school friends). I was placed in the seventh van, together with mu close friend, Jed. Although we were separated with our good friend, Rose, who was on the other van I had lots of fun with my van-mates. The randomness was disappointing at first but it turned out really well; thank goodness. Upon arriving at the hotel we learned we three were separated into three different rooms and was placed with unknown participants. Another bummer. I was with two of my classmates but we weren’t really close although they’re also fun to be with which made it a little bit hard for me to leave them two alone to transfer to Jed’s room as her three roommates evacuated their room to be with their friends as well. Rose joined us too. There were four of us including Chen, Jed’s friend who has become dear to me as we read the same books and apparently watch the same series. Oh the universe is amazing.
I could go on and on and write every detail of the happenings of this three day trip maybe tomorrow but I have may taxation midterm exam tomorrow morning so I have to sleep now or I would be very tired combined with lack of sleep I might not be able to hear my alarm—-just like what happened today; we woke up around 7 a.m. which is also the scheduled time for departure for today’s itinerary. It was a good thing everybody else was tired too that probably majority needed to be waken up by others by knocking on each door or else we would’ve stayed in bed all day.