Friday, September 07, 2007



Who cares about my one week absence? Who cares about my un-planned hiatus? Well then, I am back anyway but sad to say, not in my usual inspired self.

You see, I've been reading Young Blood 2 which seems to be as boring as how they made use of recycled paper. (Note: Don't get me wrong here. I have nothing against recycled paper. In fact, I idolize publishers and other companies who make use of them. Meanwhile, I am at the peak of being a hard-core critic so bear with me as I go along with negativity in line with criticism. After all, it's not all the time that I do this.) If you ask me, there were only a handful-- if not mistaken, three essays-- which happen to catch my attention. I do not know if I should blame myself because of being too picky or too unappreciative. Or maybe, my intellectual capabilities and level of comprehension increased by a level making this certain compilation of essays too basic for my understanding. No! Definitely not. But somehow, I guess I'd go for the latter. Emphasizing my point: Perhaps, I have adjusted to the professionally written essays published in Young Blood 3. If you happen to read it, you will certainly agree with me that the substance of each of the included literary pieces were so incredible that they are much more proficient compared to those included in Young Blood 2. But either way, if you got an article published, it's a huge thing. I mean, *knock, knock* being published on both local newspaper and a book-- what more can an aspiring writerdream of?

But then again, here's the thing, I am not an aspiring writer. Maybe, I'd settle as a freelance writer-- I do not take writing seriously. It's just like my second-hand amusement. I get much more fascinated solving crazy algebraic equations. Can't help it, the girl loves math. Hehe.

Moving on. I have been sleeping early ever since last week. It may sound like something good because it's finally, "goodbye sleepless nights." But then again, it's the opposite for me. Instead of some obvious credits for keeping up with a healthy bedtime, I tend to feel so sleepy (much more sleepy!) when I'm already in school. Reality check: I can't hold back the truth that I even slept during Alay Kapwa while watching Mother Teresa's life on film. Ha, too much for all that 9:00 bedtime. Too bad that my eyelids are so uncontrollable that it reaches a point wherein my mind goes completely blank and I realize after a few moments that I missed some parts of the lecture. And yes, can you just imagine how many times I tried to hold back that certain degree of sleepiness while listening to what seemed like an endless talk yesterday during recollection?!?

Call me Ms. Sleepy Head but right now, I just cannot contain myself because my body seems to crave for some sleep. Aha! I think this is a pay-back of some sort-- my body is rebellious. It demands sleep. Hm. Maybe, I will spend long hours of sleep during the weekend just to make sure everything will be back to normal-- and I wont be that sleepy student anymore.