Bliss

listening to: the song stuck in my head - The Sweet Escape by Gwen Stefani
mood: grounded but consummate euphoria

...So this is bliss.

Hello, it's been a while since you filled my heart and gave spright to my steps.

Let me do a recap. My last post was when, July-somethingish? And lookie, its already August!

Last week, (and perhaps the weeks preceeding that) was terrible. Some of my plates had to be passed late, and I missed an anatomy plate. That's a 5 in my record. It's really all too depressing, knowing that I had enough time and resources to pass that plate, but due to procrastination, you know what happened. Irresponsibility. Guilt-free for sometime, but costly.

I'm worried for my scholarship, which has enabled me to pay only a fourth of the regular CFAD student tuition fee.

I'm doing well in CTEC, MDR, DC and my other academic and drawing subjects. Anatomy is the only class I fail at. All my plates have grades of 2s. And I must maintain a 1.75 GWA.

And because I'm too lazy, a copy&paste comment from Josh's blog:

..I can empathize.

A drawing plate requires at least 5 hours of mental bleeding and relentless hand & eye abuse, while keeping your sanity intact. The friendly company of a cold glass of Extra Joss or piping hot coffee optional.
When submission time comes around, your prof takes a single look at your plate, mutters something minimalistic (say, “too small”), encircles said area of error, and jots down, rather unceremoniously, a 2.75, or 3 if you’re lucky; otherwise an ominous 5 should suffice for his perfectionist standards.

Down goes the aforementioned 5 hours of inhuman torture. And in that way you are reduced to being what they like to brand “a mediocre artist.” (Emphasis on mediocre).

Frustration, yes. And a damnable amount of it.

…Meanwhile thoughts of shifting come to mind.

Sorry for the disjointed incoherence. Misery loves company, as they say.

But today I feel different--like I'm in the eye of a storm; whilst everything is around me is apocalyptic and such, I find a place of solace, in this case, a moment, a reason to smile and laugh all of it away.

I've been plugging my Social Dance class too much in my blog and for good reason: it gives more endorphins than any amount of chocolate. Just today, we had our practice from 8AM-12PM (classes were suspended in the morning due to a convocation of all the faculty members of UST) of our latest dance, swing. Swing. Elegance, beauty, style, gracefulness and whatnot. But we defied all that. Think post-modernism in writing. Think maximalism. That's what we did, or rather, what our choreographer made us do (my partner Jesper [it has come to mind that maybe I shouldn't put names, but what the hell]). Our song? The Sweet Escape by Gwen Stefani, 1.2 times faster than the original version. Our dance? We didn't do any of the basics our prof taughts us. We mixed and matched them with other types of dance steps, and made-up ones. What we came up with was a hybrid of futuristic, fun, swing dance of sorts. Something.

(A video might be posted. Words are not enough to describe our... um, unique--no, eccentric dance. XD)

Despite the bucketfull of sweat, the killer hills, the amount of time, the torrential rain and the glaring sun (hello, poem ba ito? :D), the many mistakes, the many wrong dips and the twisted turns; the hateful bottomful-bottomless feeling of waiting, the numbing, gnawing hunger, the dry laughter, the tiring overall effects of practice, and the disappointment of our prof (the steps were good, kenkoy, nakakatuwa. Maganda, bagay na bagay sa music. Kakaiba. Dumumi lang yung execution. Nagkagulo kayo. Hindi malinis. Kalat. [reader, please take note that this is my version of what my prof said. The original may vary. The meaning is still the same, I assure you. But never trust my selective memory. Heh.]), it was worth it. It was fun. I am being completely honest when I profess that I now really love dancing. It's... a different form of self-expression for me. Credit goes to my lovely group-mates (who're always on party/hyper-mode =))

And coming from a (former?) nerd/geek/anti-social killjoy, that's saying a lot.

Let it suffice for me to say that I'm happy. Blissful. Euphoric.

To all my group mates (not that you'd probably be able to read this) thank you! <3<3<3

SO WE'RE A LITTLE CRAZY.

But that's how we roll.

-from a logo thingy from friendster

Insanity, 1. Society, 0.

I know don't make sense--I don't intend to. To whoever is reading this: Thank you. I love you. God bless. And (for the first time I'm fully appreciating our Filipino class):

I'M HAPPY YOU'RE ALIVE.

Go on. Spread the love crack. Haven't you heard that lunacy is the new black?

*Panic! lyrics-writing mode XD*

Lastly, I want Ryan Ross in my closet. XDD

Backlogs'll be posted soon.)

God bless y'all.

The June Whirlwind

listening to: Sanbun no Junou na Kanjou - Siam Shade
mood: happy-sleepy

My! With the entrance of June, so maaaany things happened. Usually, I'm a homebody, but for the past few days I've spent my waking hours away from home. I hate being cooped up at home to vegetate, so the change of routine is welcome. I love travelling, walking, just being constantly on the move. I tire easily, but it's the I-feel-so-productive-and-content type. A recap of my havoc-spreading activities these past few days:

New haircut! Usually trips to the salon are treated with anxiety. My hair is anything but manageable, it's all wild and wavy and happy, so I have to make sure that the hair cut I get looks okay even if I don't blow-dry it or something. I'm not very prissy when it comes to my hair, generally my over-all looks, so... Anyway, I had a layered cut. S'alright but the bangs aren't exactly what I wanted...

Jzone and Dgroups! Last Saturday we joined a CCF youth group called Jzone. We met Elle, who let us join her Discipleship group (I'm not exactly sure if that's what it means). At first we were a bit uneasy since we didn't know anyone, but pretty soon we started to enjoy the presentation, talks, and the mini-concert thing. It was fun, and me and my sisters are planning to attend it regularly.

Family time! Consequently, after the Jgroup thing, we got to shop for a while. It's been a while since we really got together as a family and do those normal things we used to do when were still kids. My sisters and I wanted to buy anime DVDs; they had everything from Gakuen Alice, Ouran Koukou, to Death Note! *__* They were bootleg copies, though. After much debate with my practical side, I bought myself a versatile bolero instead.

Death Note! My sisters and I were able to visit Comic Alley again after some time. And OMGJkassksjsajhjhjku THEY HAVE AN L PLUSHIE! L! WITH THE HAIR AND THE EYES AND THE BAD HABIT (of teh fingers pressing against his lips XD)! AND THE SITTING POSITION! I MEAN, it was sooooooo cute. ;__; Which reminded me of the materials I bought last year for my plushie-making plans. Since I had no time last year, I decided to postpone it for this summer. Apparently, I forgot. On purpose. Maybe Dad's right, I do have time management problems.

And classes begin... I accompanied my sister to her school today for enrollment. Since our beloved high school was just beside hers, I paid a visit to some of my teachers. I saw my third year adviser, Ms. Batulan, and Miguel (your hair looks different when liberated from gel XD). I also got to talk to our much-loved (see the sarcasm dripping?) fourth year adviser, Ma'am Caingat. I thought she would bite my head off, say things like: what kind of irresponsible valedictorian are you? You are a disgrace! You do not deserve the title! However, she was civil. And actually nice. I knew that if she was separated from Math for even a few months desirable results would be produced. :D

In the afternoon my younger sister and I went school supplies-shopping. Just the two of us, and lots of food afterwards. :DD

I'll cut off here--Jeffrey Archer's Shall We Tell The President? is beckoning me again. And, yes, I'm quite sleepy with all the activities for today.

Oh yeah, I added some browser charms from Endless Rain. *points to upper right corner of teh blog*

God bless! <3