vacant_junk_lot (where i dump these thoughts)

Wednesday, October 15, 2008
2:45 PM

1. you find yourself having much spare time to spend on checking your multiply inbox or all other network accounts (friendster,myspace etc.)
2. you log in to your yahoo messenger account only to find that there is barely an online contact. (probably because people are not logging in since they are not cramming on some due paper)
3. you logged in ym for no other reason but boredom.
4. you begin uploading stock photos that's been in slumber in your folders.
5. you start working solely on your thesis!!
6. you change your headshot (basically because this is the only time you have to waste on doing so)
7. you discover that tv programs have made so much progress in a short two or three month span by finding out that you are no longer familiar with the shows?!
8. you do not set your cellphone alarm in the morning
9. you're conditioning your mind that even if you messed up last semester, you will make up for it next semester
10. lastly, you're blogging about your boredom (like this)

just to deviate from the recent posts all telling the same thing: that their sem was terrible and how thankful they are that they surpassed that hellish ride. i don't want to be redundunt, so there. ;p

btw on graduating, here are some insights from councilor! hehe.. as jaycee puts it; thought provoking..

-Well, the slackers in us would like to think that things will turn out well. That's hope talking there. Blind, stupid hope. Hope in the slim chance that no matter how screwed up you might get, you'll pull through in the end.
-If in case you haven't noticed, there's no game of chance here. There's no thing as "fate's own way with things." There's only your hands to work with and your head to do the thinking. Only your own talents and skills to carve out that diploma that will ultimately be the gravestone to all your academic misery.
-Apparently, your head is in the wrong place. It's been in booze land for the greater part of your college life, even during the last few months in high school. And your hands? Well, either they're in your pants scratching your nuts, or in someone else's, doing something they're not supposed to be doing.
-At the end of the day, the choice is yours. Either, man it up and quit complaining, or just blow everything off and slack away your last semester, each week drunk and puking in some god-forsaken bar.
-Well, if everything still screws up, there's always that option to set an appointment with your professor and beg on your knees. That's not so bad after all.

that's it! i'll probably sleep again...and again... ironically, all this sleeping is beginning to be such a bore..

think happy thoughts!

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