Strangely, the more free time I'm supposed to have, the more busy I end up. Take for instance my Friday morning. I was supposed to go to the dentist but duty calls...
Those who got their student's handbook late had to complete one hour of community service. That's why from 9 am to 10 am until Monday, you'll see random Ateneo students cleaning up the school.
We were asked to bring trash bags and our group was assigned to pick up cigarettes at the Bel field because of the other night's Blue Roast celebration. Others were relegated to the SEC field, and Elbert was at the air-conditioned office, shredding paper.
Since I am immune to heat, I wasn't like my other companions who were just standing in the shade (since there were huts all around) or strolling around the Bel field pretending to be doing something but are actually just looking for shade. Had to do the dirty work of bending and picking up those cigarettes.
My bag had a hole so I had to tie it up. Girlfriends went with their boyfriends but the girls would point at a spot and their boyfriend would pick the trash. Then, I saw a girl complaning to her boyfriend that it's hot and all, while the guy is just there, resuming his job of picking up cigarettes. And of course, people were sending text messages throughout the entire time.
Next stop was CCHQ where I was supposed to meet Elbert and Jaime for our potential occupation. I was told to meet them at 10:30. They came at 11. On a side note, a girl had Elbert sign her copy of Grafic as he was strolling around in the Riverbanks. And again in CCHQ. Looks like someone is getting famous.
After having lunch (yes, I ate), it was off to Elbert's place in a land far, far away. Had to sleepover to finish the first scene of a flash movie, and Elbert's family was quite hospitable. I was well-fed, for one thing.
Of course the next day I manage to get home by 12 pm where I eat a quick lunch, read a comic, then went to sleep. Of course after two hours of rest, it was off to Justin's birthday party.
Justin did tell me that the party was starting at 6 pm but he didn't arrive there until 7 pm or so since he had to pick up his friends from Alabang. Stayed at Candy's room so that I didn't look like a thief in their condo.
Girls will be Girls
Candy told me she has a problem with her friend, Pam, whom she finds unoriginal. Candy being who she is, she was opting not to tell her friend, or tell it to her just before she leaves for America, or worse, tell it on Pam's birthday. Since I'm usually the direct-type of person, I told Pam that Candy said that so that they can resolve the issue. In the attempt to prevent me sending the text message, Candy strangled me and I ended up hitting her guitar, which injured my backside.
To make a long story short, Candy called up her friend to help resolve it as she had to dig up points wherein Pam's work plagiarized some material. Of course apparently, Pam is the evasive type who does not want to listen to criticism (strange thing for a writer... then again, maybe not) and tends to be sensitive about these things. Candy, on the other hand, wants to pretend it never happened. But either way, that's not really resolving the problem but either 1) delaying the inevitable, or 2) putting up a facade whenever they meet. Still, got bashed by Katherine, one of Candy's friends.
At Justin's party, Katherine grappled me, kicked me, and whacked me a couple of times. Katherine grappling me just shows how weak I actually am, at least when it comes to my hands. I'd strike back for the other attacks, but Katherine is five years younger than me, so...
Well, Justin invited a lot of people, especially from those in his university. Of course I felt so out of place, so I went with Carlos in this dark corner of the venue, the bar which no one goes to. Later, other people I knew started to come like Patrick and Dennis.
Learned a new skill by playing one round Landlord, a non-collectible card game. Seven won the game, and I lost it by two points since people kept interrupting my plans. Not bad for a beginner though, Carlos thought.
Alcohol does not suit me
Well, did drink a can of beer during the party. It's not as effective as wine when you want it to warm your body and I couldn't stand the taste. I mean I've drank a bottle of beer but those cans have more content than the usual bottle. Anyway, my vision was a bit hazy and this isn't the first time that's happened so I can confirm that I have a low alcohol tolerance.
AWN has an article about Animatrix, the series of short films pertaining to the Matrix mythos. And Shinichiro Watanabe (Cowboy Bebop) made one short film for the series entitled Detective Story, a tale of a private-eye tracking down Trinity.
The Cowboy Bebop movie will also be showing on April 4 in US theater.
I Love Flash MX
Twiddling with Flash MX, it's a great tool that eliminated the redundacies involved in the previous versions, including Flash 5. I soooo love it.
The Advantages of Being Alone
After sleeping over at Elbert's, whose items have broken down because of certain people, I'm come to appreciate living alone. There's no one to pester you with the surprise entrance, and no one to wreck your PC as they suddenly grab your things and start fiddling with them. Then again, I'm all alone...