Since it is sembreak and boredom is already taking its toll on me; my mind now seems to be having its own mind for thinking thoughts buried deep in my unconscious. And thoughts of what happened days, months, years ago keep on popping out canceling each other. The effect of thinking as a hobby is never good, it either leaves you dumbfounded, confused, or simply "you want to think things thru again" stage. Mental exercise is more exhausting than burning fats. Hehe.

~Upon chatting with vanity 2 nights ago, I came across that thing you call "personal legend." And yes, vanity I was so inspired by you and your "ehem!" that I am now thinking of what I can do for the betterment of society or the people around me. And up until now, I can't seem to think of any. Pity me; I am so apathetic that even my brain cells are clamoring for some inspiration. I guess my personal legend will pop out through the help of divine intervention, which I doubt would happen.haha!

~My mornings are fully dedicated to household chores which I am trying to escape since the age of 10, but unfortunately my mom always has the last laugh. The only thing that I enjoy doing is feeding my puppies; they seem to understand my sentiments. And my evenings are very well spent in front of the tube (TV programs nowadays are so dramatic! If you see me watching, you can count the number of times I roll my eyes because of annoyance...tsk3), and texting (the joy of having technology around..haha!).

~My skill for semantics is diminishing by a quarter everyday. I tried reading "Chronicles of a Death Foretold" and I had a hard time understanding the message the author is trying to convey. Its either he is so full of himself for thinking that the plot of his so-called novel is getting somewhere and the characters are really intertwined to inconceivable mishaps or I am just so cynical, thinking that the book is just a piece of crap. (evil..haha!)

~I found out that the scientific name for kissing is "philematology." I didn't think that someone would still have the time to invent a scientific name for such a passionate hobby.haha! and that clamdiggers are jeans. Thanks to kris aquino, my fashion i.q is starting to increase bit by bit.=p

~I have been thinking of myself for the last couple of days (so narcissistic!) and I came upon a list of what I have been and what I have been not, the list frequently changes, that even I get confuse.

WHAT I HAVE BEEN 1-0-1
>A crammer (uhuh!up until now I'm still under the spell of doing things at the 11th hour)
>A professional procrastinator
>Someone who candidly tells other people their faults, without even realizing the effect of being so blunt.
>Apathetic. Ermm…I simply do not care.haha!
>Perky, when I am around people who can spell f-u-n in different ways.
>Cynical. I learned that the absence of doubt does not mean you are knowledgeable but it's the other way around.
>Can do things simultaneously. Who says we can't do that?! We simply just don’t give the same amount of attention to everything that we do, so it shows that people are capable of doing things all at the same time. (Are thinking and talking not two different tasks?)
>Can live 4 separate lives, without having to worry that each life might bump into each other. Haha!
>Can get the things that she wants without having to exert so much effort, but in the end realizing that she no longer wants 'em.
>Worries so much, to the point of becoming agitated.
>Can stand emotional distress until the nth level.
>Can isolate herself from the crowd that she belongs to without feeling introverted.
>A photo enthusiast

WHAT I HAVE BEEN NOT 1-0-1
>Sensitive (I should be though, coz I'm learning the art of human nature. And this trait should go with my job description.)
>Poker faced. I usually get into petty arguments because of this. Can they blame me for having such a boorish and not charming face?haha!
>A sweetheart. Nope honey. That just ain't me.
>Open. I talk a lot, but when it comes to private matters, my mouth automatically shuts up.
>A person who dwells so much about other people's sentiments. I'm becoming too numb to mind other people's whims.
>Your shoulder to cry on. Nah, I think I need a break.
>Your partner, your confidante.
>Careful. Mistakes are always welcome, though sometimes it's kinda irritating when you commit the same mistakes over and over again.
>Your doormat. I am so o0o0o0ovverrrr that.


I changed my mind. I am still an advocate of mental exhaustion. After all, when the sun had set and our day clothes have been shred off we all go back to our own worlds, to our own paradises. And where else could it be but in our own heads.