Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Random

Weirdly enough, I am starting to think that this certain classmate of mine fancies me and/or my big ass. He keeps on asking me things I am duly not concerned about, like the schedule of make-up classes and whatnot.

Me and my selfish imagination. *Snorts*

Anyways, hello. Ever since August started, it's been proving to be such a bitchy month for me and for everyone I know. My mood levels has been fluctuating like our dormitory elevator that has serious machine issues. The first time I got stuck in that piece of crap was a total nightmare since there were lots of people with me whom I couldn't really care less about, except for my friend, that is. Two were claustrophobic and one old man just couldn't shut his mouth up. But after the same incident took place for about thrice a week for a goddamn month, I don't really give a shit about it anymore. In fact, I've learned some tricks on how to make it move once it gets stuck in a. in front of a wall, b. in front of floor door, or in most cases c. just simply refuses to move. I guess that's what you get for paying 5k a month for rent. Oh well, there is always that nifty condominium elevator that's a thousand times safer.

It is observable too that I am in this frequent desire to make budget reports regarding my own budget. In fact, for this week alone, I've already made three. And it's just Tuesday, for Christ's sake. I don't know where the hell this certain percentage of assets is coming from, but boy am I enjoying the frills of it. I am earning more than my friends who have engaged themselves in the complicated world of networking, much to my surprise. They kept on inviting me to join them with their gig so I can earn lots of benjamins come Christmas time. Being the awfully materialistic person that I am, the offer caught my attention even though I know that easy money doesn't always guarantee easy success. Sometimes, it has a catch, though I'm not really interested in finding out whatever that is (maybe because it's too obvious enough). So yes, I was ready to jump the bandwagon until I told mom about it and she slapped me with a big fat NO. She said she'll give me what I want so I need not join any of that. Since I'm not so sure about joining it either, I took mom's word and let my friends do their networking.

And I'm thankful that I made the right choice. HAH. I'm swimming in my own money, bitches. Eat that.


So there. Even though I'm having a lot of problems with almost every single thing I have in mind right now, I still do (and miraculously at that) make the most fun out of everything. Take for instance our low-cost power supply project in our electronics laboratory. The project itself may sound so boring, but every moment of doing it excites me the most. We shopped for materials today and for reasons unknown I was so anxious about purchasing electrical parts - again. When I first went to Raon street for my electric circuits laboratory project last term, I didn't really enjoy it since we were rushing things off and my wallet didn't have a lot to offer. But this time, I was so ready to buy my OWN soldering iron, soldering lead, desoldering pump, and many other things that I would like to put in my OWN toolbox. That being said, I don't have to borrow materials anymore, and have that right to refuse usage of it to anyone who doesn't have any.

Nah, I kid. I would let you poor people borrow it, but for a minimal fee, of course. You know me. I'm a greedy pig.

Last week was a bliss, I should say. I had fun with my college friends - too much fun. Even though I had my first taste of how unlucky Friday the 13th really is, every misfortune was waaaay too worth it. We haven't hanged out totally ever since school started, so the three-day holiday was just the right type and amount of relaxation I needed after almost three months of engineering hell. I hosted our organization's acquaintance party, though I can't really say that I did a good job since I was too stressed and tired with all of the hullaballoos we went through on that day alone. But you know what the weird part was? I cannot, for the life of me, empathize those feelings I had during those jaded moments but instead just feel so grateful that fate find its way to make what I envisioned my weekend to be a reality. The field trip for our ELETRO1 class sucked ass and being sleepless that day and all, I just wanted everything to stop and let me and my friends have some well-deserved sleep after a fun night together. And yeah, the field trip was cut short because of whatever constraints, and we all slept in the bus. Oh how I loved it.

But since it was all just like a jaunt in a prairie, we are now back on the hustle and bustle of the city, aka the real world. Finals week is only two weeks from now and we are all rushing everything. God, I hate my life.

I swear to God my term break better be worth all of this wait and torture.

Ciao!