Looking back

 I'm too high-strung for my own good. Even my psychological assessment made proof of that. In relation to that floppy introduction, I'm quite desperate in getting back to writing because let's face it, it's one of the best catharsis in this universe. I recall having a jolly good laugh at our Clinte class on how impassioned our personal histories came about, which our prof quite understood mostly because work plus post grad studies were an intoxicating mix.

I got to check my Writing folder and prioritized some WIPs. Out of all of them, I'm quite eager to get back to my collaborative fic with marley_station (no promise though, sorry! >_<), a Shika/Neji fic which has been paused since early this year. Admittedly, my passion for Naruto has died along Bleach but I still hold a tiny flame for my OTPs in those fandoms; they got me out of limbo back then, after all. Heaven knows I can't write something decent in this house because there's too many people and I value silence like whoa. I'm still planning where I can get some creative juices brewing (the mall and coffee shops are not my thing). I once thought of going back to longhand writing; I did during my initial years in college then I got my laptop and it all went down the drain. The lack of internet is also a helpful one because my attention span is worse than a ADHD's especially when I get email notifications. Too many external factors. /o\

On another thought, I quite like the idea of kinkme_merlin. If I get my guts up and running, I would love to settle for a prompt. I have tons of prompts mind you, but at this point I don't see any beauty in taking up my own ideas.

If anyone stumbles on this post, what is your personal 'conducive for writing' setting is?

I just got tired of reading too many Merlin fics. I want some respite for my eyes lol.

Merry Christmas, btw! \o/


Cross-posted this from my LJ so don't bother if you already read it there.

Just done

It's nothing pleasurable but I kind of missed this post-project exhaustion because it might be a tiredness but it's tinged with pleasure for at least a job done. I've scheduled three days starting today to be be each devoted to a project to finish. So far, at least I was able to finish a first draft for my case study in Psychopathology. I'm a bit more satisfied since I think I did a better job than planned. I can at least review this by Monday. Thank you, Dr. Della for using the wonders of technology for I shall not have to go to school to pass a hardcopy. Unfortunately for ClinTe, I have to pass it typewritten and before 1700H. /o\ I got a meeting that day and I had to beg my boss to start the meeting an hour earlier so I can fly off to school on time. Good thing boss is pretty understanding.

Speaking of work, assessment report is finally approved from the top which means we can proceed with the item pooling aside from the SOP revision. Had a brief chat with the boss asking him that if we can outsource the development of the abstract subtest, why not the remaining other 2 then? To which he actually had a underhanded strategy for that. Forgot to mention that to boss #2 though.

Anyway, I may have thought of re-scheduling the Christmas trip with my friends this Sunday but I let it be. One last fun before the submission of projects and exam.

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I did wake up for the Real Madrid match earlier but decided to doze off since my body was lead-heavy. It's a damn unfortunate thing though since the match was good and I really want to see a canterano play. And dammit, I doubt I can watch RM's next game since that's my ultimate rest after the Christmas date with my friends. I'll be knackered to the ground to even set up my laptop, I guess. I'll anticipate the match against Sevilla as the nearest apt sched for me.

I'm down to a single post monthly. FML.

Numb

The match was humiliating and frustrating. I could not find a decent stream from the start of the match but it didn't leave my senses assuming from the tweets and comments in my timelines. It was disappointing that from the 25 matches we've won for this season, all of the team's confidence suddenly went out just like that. Hana said we have a Barca Complex--that El Clasico, despite our insistence, is not just another game every season. It's a big one. Real Madrid's pride is partially built on our reputation of outsmarting Barcelona based from the statistics of CL and La Liga trophies alone. But these are all in the past and we've yet to accomplish a final product for all the hardship and discipline we have. I hate that pundits are judging our team and our players by their individual mistakes. Xabi and Sergio's scripted red cards, Sergio's outburst. It's not something my ethics would condone but I know that sometimes it's inevitable and sometimes, you can't win without doing a backflip of a strategy. Wars were never won with a peaceful battle, after all. I could mostly understand the frustration from Sergio's behaviour, who wouldn't react in a similar fashion when you're cornered and unable to fight back.

A coward's way but I'm partially glad that I could not properly watch El Clasico. My emotions run high for ever Real Madrid game and I don't think I would be this calm if I were able to finish the match. It's a boon the team's next game is still far off. It would be a good move to let the prayers cool off for a day then re-group again. I'm sure Mourinho's got enough strategy to get the boys up and running again. He knows how important  El Clasico is, after all.

Why can't I find my Puyol-Raul embrace? Sigh.

Pointless update

Seeing as I had failed to participate in a reunion-like party last year with my college mates, this year sang a different tune. Beth, Zena and I went along after a gruelling wait at Megamall for Chiko, Margz and Yen's shopping spree. It grated on my patience that the meet-up time was one hour fucking late. The videoke bar at Home Depot had good rooms but quite trashy food and song listing. Red Box still rules the videoke scene around the metro. Actually, it isn't much of a reunion but more of a meet up of a big gang with only 12 of us there. I hogged the mic like crazy resulting to an abused larynx and tired body. It was worth it though. Worth seeing folks I haven't seen since graduation which was three years ago and knowing the latest from them. Cors' flying back to Dubai by Wednesday; I'm going to miss her like crazy but our daily chats I doubt will fade despite the distance. Loved the Papelmeroti pocket planner.

Anyway, school's starting to build its own stress factor with my reporting scheduled practically weekly for my two subjects. Nothing too hard though of course, the lessons are building up. Clinte's not particularly a good subject at the moment. I still got no client to interview and I've no idea whom I can invite.

Grasping, gasping

It's just about three months before 2010 ends but I still end up buying another mini planner for the year. Those pocket-sized planners for Papemelrotti have served their purpose since my college days. I had failed to look for one a few months back so I got stuck with the Book of Days--another planner only with with the dates and not days. It's quite taxing to place my activities without having a single view of each month and since I'm now mixing work with school, I opted to buy another one. 2011 Moleskin planners are out; quite interested in them but from the compact, quite thick detail of it I'm not even sure I should spare bucks for that. Last time I bought a page-per-day planner I had used just one page and now collecting an inch of dust in my cabinet.

A last minute agreement with Mannel and Hannah had us meeting up at the mall this early evening for Mannel's birthday dinner treat and high school news. Had a great time chatting up with them and our deranged batchmates. Seriously, practically everyone from my HS batch are either with child or went into a late identity crisis. Napoli Pizzeria is still as disappointing as ever; I'm quite guilty of not deflecting Mannel's recommendation because my hunger pangs would agree to anything edible. As for Olay's wedding, it came such a big surprise to see my name high up on the invitation; and here I thought I would merely be a sightseer. For one, I've never liked ceremonies of any kind and I don't think I've ever been to a decent wedding for more than two decades of my life. And I'd rather not start now, isn't it? There's also the chance of me having remedial classes on that date (just two weeks from now, jfc) and it's not something easily skipped. We took a last ditch effort to check for a wedding gift, duplication of the item be damned, and settled for a midget ricecooker that's decent enough for a starting family.

Anyway, work's still the same. My contract will end by the 31st and I'm quite sure I'd be extended to the year's end. I won't have much say on accepting it because I will for my savings. Heaven knows how much uni will price for next term's assessment with all the bullshit related miscellaneous. I'm stuck on how to present the survey on the proposal paper though. Quite complicated since each category has both essay and multiple choices. I'll have to device of something effective by tomorrow or I'll be doomed with my own deadline on the 8th. Dang.

Xmarks formerly known as Foxmarks is shutting down or rather, turning into a capitalist state where one has to pay $10 yearly for their services. Needless to say, tons of people are having their big 'no' on this including me who barely can allocate spare change to have my LJ upgraded into a paid account (just for the purpose of more icons). I've turned towards Firefox Sync which is pretty decent except that it won't have any online backup access of my bookmarks. I took the time to import it to Delicious though I'm not happy with their services, but merely for the purpose of importing data to Pearltrees. It seems though with the bulk of my bookmarks, Pearltrees is having a hard time with it. So I'm in a limbo with my bookmarks. It's a devastating blow to my online resources to have Xmarks going exclusive so I'm still in search for a good alternative. I don't need those social networking options on my bookmarks add on, thanks very much.

Backwards

Out of impulsion in the middle of a personal financial crisis I find myself at National Bookstore this afternoon plucking a Sherlock Holmes Vol I on the shelf and buying it before it even grasped my mind. That's what I get from getting off from work early. Bored and out of sorts. That makes Measure for Measure sidetracked again. Too bad I was on the brink of determining what's up with the stick up Angelo's arse and Claudio's faith in his sister's holy powers. The latter story made me think of He's Beautiful--kind of same plot ,yes? Brother's in trouble so sister's off to save the day.

Now I really have to push Yvette to feed me an early Wednesday dinner because we still got 3 more tests to conquer before proper lecture and reporting starts. I'm quite wondering too if the school had classes earlier since there was some riot this weekend. Not my problem unless it affects our classes again and rescheduled. I miss psychopatho and I miss my prof. Just met him once but I'm quite sure he's a cool prof and I'll learn tons from him. I'm not one to have a crush on my prof but if it's consoling, he's gay so obviously, I don't have the right equipment to dangle in front of him for seduction.

No work tomorrow at the office means work at home and some form of discipline. Oh before that, already done with Hard-boiled Wonderland, finally. It has its quirks and brief flashes of genius but I still prefer Kakfa over it. I do wonder though if Murakami's novels are often a composition of parallelism. He's a brilliant writer but not enough at the moment to be considered a favourite. Marquez still tops and probably Eco after. Anyway, work will be quite tedious tomorrow. I have to polish the draft for assessment report (love to call it ass report, pun intended), adjusted work breakdown structure, rough draft of the minutes from this morning's meeting and the survey tally. Quite many but viable if solitude is with me.

Ten-te-ten-ten

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