The Odd Number

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Malapit ko nang mapababa ang aking utang sa line of 1. Yey.

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Wala pa akong tulog. Tinapos ko ang isang report na akala ko ay due kanina. Nalaman ko pagkapasok ko na sa sa finals week pa pala. Ang saya.

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At, nasira ang aking USB. Goodbye files.

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Nais ko nang matapos ang COMMSYS Telephone Network Design. Kung hindi pa nasira ang aking USB, tapos na sana ito ngayon.

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Putangina!!! Ang bagal magbukas ng Yahoomail!!! a$%##^*@!!!

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10AM: Waited for a call that didn't come. To think I woke up early and rushed to school just for this.

11AM: Still nothing. Played Pusoy Dos on my phone.

12NN: Went to Agno for a smoke and a meal. Bought Chicken Steak for Php25. Dropped by the Bookstore to load Php500 for Autoload-ing. Got Php100 instead since it is the the only amount left with them.

1PM: Blogging since I have nothing better to do. Or rather, I refuse to do what it is that I am supposed to do. Thinking of going to Starbucks for coffee.

2PM: In a little while, I will think of going to the SFA office to continue my 15-hour SA requirement for this term.

3PM: I will probably be in the SFA office, killing time as always.

4PM: It seems likely that I will excuse myself to go to Agno to "breathe", saying I need to go somewhere for something school-related.

5PM: If not at this time, I might leave the SFA office earlier. I might go back to Starbucks or I might go up several flights of stairs to the Malate office.

6PM: I will proceed to the Velasco building for my class. The long wait will be over.

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I really don't get myself. I say one thing then do its opposite. I always turn a full 180 degrees. I am never a man of my word. I am a liar. A great big liar.

For now, I am passing the time. By saying now, I am referring to the general one, not the now of this moment.By saying passing the time, I mean in a passive way. If I just stop even for a little while, it could be said that I am a mere observer. That I am not part of the big picture.

Random thoughts. I have yet to sleep. And to think that I have to go to work in a few hours. I need an anchor. I feel that I'm just about to lose it. Apathy is beginning to surface once again, that is, indifference about my own well-being. I need something or someone (Ha! Continue to kid yourself, Regi!) to hold me, to let me keep my sanity. You'd think I would have swallowed that bitter pill by now. But noooo. I can't.

 I am merely floating. I want to sink to the bottom.

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I badly wanted to take a bath in the rain, which I haven't done for the longest time. However, I had to be somewhere at the same time. The solution: Take my bike out in the rain and go wherever it is that I have to be.

I brought a jacket with me so that I wouldn't be that drenched just yet. On my way back, I got rid of the jacket. Fun.

I made sure that when there are puddles, I'd run through them at top speed. What I failed to consider was the possibility that there could be potholes hidden from plain view. And that is exactly what happened in one particular instance.

My bike's front wheel hit the hole hard, throwing me off balance for a while. As I struggled with my bike, shifting it from left to right and vice-versa until I got it stable, I was not aware of whatever it is that is in front of me. And so, I eventually hit a parked car. Ironically, that was what finally enabled me to take full control of my bike.

Pausing for a moment to check the damage (On the bike and on my body, that is. Who cares about the damn car? Haha.), it seemed that nothing was wrong.

When I got home, I took a bath and it was then that I realized that some of the bones in my right foot seems to be dislocated and that I have a scratch on the back of my right leg. Other than that, nothing.

I really have a high tolerance for pain. No, not tolerance, enjoyment.