Confessions of a Slack Student

As a typical student vulnerable to the intellectual demands of teachers and the university itself; I was caught in a dilemma between confronting a “hell of a day” that costs me a lot of intellectual reading and memorizing ‘powers’ paired with inadequate sleep; and escaping a day that would surely lead to future disappointment of failing grades.

Part I: Before Hell is still Hell
Tuesday on my Abnormal Psychology (major subject) class, I was preoccupied about what would happen on the next day given that I have a lot of lapses-to-be-coped and things that I should do. That was also the day I took a quiz on Developmental Psychology that covers four chapters from our textbook. The four chapters itself causes distress on my part especially after reading it all, and ending up in a quiz that covers only a small portion of that chapters.

My Abnormal Psychology class started 4:15 PM and ended at exactly 7:00 PM and it costs me an hour trip before I could fill my hungry stomach and feel the ambiance of home. Still haven’t recovered from both information bombardment and saturation on that day, the fear of not passing the Bio31 lecture exam – 4 chapters – and laboratory quiz (on frog muscles and internal organs) puts my body in adrenalin. Note that I got an F-grade on both laboratory and lecture in the midterms.

After I took my dinner, my body was at ease but my mind keeps on telling me that I am in deep trouble. Amid the threat, I gratified my physical demands; I took a nap while setting my alarm on 12:00 PM – the time I planned to start my reading.

The sound of alarm awakens me and I can feel stress still sinking in the process. I didn’t open my eyes but started walking to reach a glass of water in the kitchen table. After, I turned on the switch, boiled a cup of water and prepared my coffee-smoke tandem – a requirement to keep me alive (justification).

I pulled my handouts from my bag and discovered that it’s not as thick as what I have apprehended. “Asus! Gamay raman diay” I told myself, but when I started reading; I found out that it was a reduced version with a font size approximately 8. Since then, I doubted if I could finish it ‘till morning. To cope with it, I focused reading on the bold items hoping that I’m on the right track. More or less 3:00 AM, I started memorizing frog muscles and internal organs. I felt so tired and sleepy during those moments but I know I have to persevere and continue studying – extreme determination though.

At exactly 4:30 AM, I am partially done memorizing everything – 80%-90%. “Time to sleep thin man,” I told myself, then, the “Personality Imitating Assignment” shocks my consciousness. I have not yet encoded my assignment and it opposes my extreme desire to sleep. The assignment wins and I have finished it after an hour.

To be continued…….
Note: I don’t have proofreading skills so please bear with me.

You Are Love

You are love

Like a thunder bolt that awakens my humanity
A storm that devastated my being;
Chaos and bliss

You crafted every inch of my mortality
You are the threshold to my famine;
Death and lust

The wizard in my dreams
You are the spell of uncertainty;
Loneliness and ecstasy

You are the blacksmith of my sentiency
The blur of my reality;
Twisting yet veridical

You are love
A double-edged sword

The onslaught and the omega

To-do-or-not-to-Do

--->work
-->work
---->work
--->write - car insurance
---> write - motorhomes
--------------->write - ATV
-------->write - car auctions
--->study

Been doing this since April and it's boring actually. It's like stepping on the brakes while traveling 120km/hour on an empty highway. And it's not worth the cash!!

Silence! Great Minds at Work. xD

After the guards checked if I have heavy artilleries/weapons of mass destruction in my bag – I didn’t let him touch my waist, syempre! – I head to the library to scan my “notes”. The beep of the scanner connotes that I am a bona fide XU student, searching for knowledge. Joke!

In the entrance of the 2nd floor (really dunno the section-name), I stood tall and walk using the “gorgeous walking style” my sisters taught me.

Being in the library is not that simple, it requires a good vision and keen observation. For real guys, here’s the pattern: First, scan for beautiful faces amid the boundaries/blocks that interferes your vision. Second, scan for the most strategic position favorable for you to see that gorgeous face. And third, scan your notes and try to look on the beautiful lady every time you memorize something. Note that if the first step and second step is negative; try to proceed to the next floor. Impossible nga wala! (Jessy and Ony, please don’t deny this!)

I used the pattern and I found myself looking – with no distractions--at the beauties in the Library. She actually looked like Jessica Alba in the making. Well, that was on the right side. On the left side, I named her Kristin Kreuk. Both of them furrowed their brow while reading huge books – a sign of seriousness, intellect, and deep analysis of something. For me, they deserved to be crowned! Beauty and Brains – fits my preference.

Scanning my notes (RS20.Hahahaha), I also furrowed my brow syempre! After 20 mins., I looked at them again and feel sorry. J.Alba fell asleep – I hope she’s dreaming about answers – and K.Kreuk is on her headset, the books are gone and she’s preparing for sleep. The ultimate turn-off! I hope next time they’ll bring blankets in the lib.

Anyways, who am I to judge them. The library is indeed a quiet place for students committed to STUDY and SLEEP? Hehehehe. As what I’ve observed (it’s also my technique), opening of notes and playing Mp3’s is a discreet introduction for a good, quiet, air-conditioned, “educational” sleep!

After a while, I also fell asleep and when I opened my eyes; I looked outside the window and found “The Bee’s”.

To Alba and Kreuk, they managed to reach my short-term memory. Hehehehe..Rots! Carrots!

note: I don't have proofreading talents. Sorry. xD

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Ho-Ha-Ho-Ha

Ho and Ha (null and alternative?)

As a student, syempre! I arrived at school at exactly 9:30 and my exam is set on 1:40 P.M., so, I have ample time to scan my “notes”. As a daily routine, I need to hit some “smoke” before I let guards touch my sexy waist.

Hooooooo!(Ho) There is no significant difference if I stop smoking. Haaaaaaaaaaaa!(Ha) There is………Hoooooo! Smoke is in my lungs adding nicotine to my blood. Haaaaaaaaaaa! Smoke is out and it’s carbon dioxide for the trees. I smoke because I care for the trees – altruism. X.x

Hoooo…I can’t breathe! Miss Xyc.23 passing through, and she takes by breathe away. (cheesy). I really wanted to stop smoking! I just can’t. Haaaaa..There is, if I can….

To all the trying hard smokers, please STOP SMOKING! You don't know how it feels like to be addicted.

A Record Underwater

A Record Underwater

Do you believe in the theory that smokers don’t have powers underwater? Say YES and I’ll be proud to spit this on your face: I’ve been underwater for 1.5 minutes, without snorkel, and was able to pose. Hail to the Chain Smokers League of the Philippines! A “layman’s theory” had just been Scrapped!

The first paragraph is absolutely pointless and senseless. Well, I’m just happy to spread the message that I was able to pose underwater, that’s all. For me, it’s an achievement because not everybody who smokes furiously can pose underwater, I believe. Also, I was able to surpass my friends' underwater posing skills. Note that he doesn't smoke! Ever!

Another thing, though this is not new to everyone but, what is more amazing in my discovery is that I was able to create bubbles, extraordinary bubbles, underwater. Aside from releasing intestinal gases through my anus – I wonder how the bubbles smells like after it puffs – I was able to create bubbles with smoke inside. Amazing right? For me it’s beeeeaaautiful! How I wish we owned one of those underwater video cameras so that I could show you guys the beauty of what I’ve mentioned.

Readers please bear with me, those things could be so simple for you, but for me, it gives me fleeting happiness and a smile that I can keep for at least, five minutes? xD.

My next mission is to perfectly fry an egg – a sunny-side up with the yellow yolk strictly at the center and is intact (forms a close-to-perfect circle) ‘till served.

Note: I don't have proofreading talents. Sorry. xD. Effort ra kaayo noh?

Please send me some of your little happy moments: odeskanjo@yahoo.com

ambak!

Standing steady on a cliff
Sharply staring at the water below
Reminiscing my tragic history
Anticipating what would happen if I make another dive

I have done this before
It feels so good at first
But the bliss has become a tragedy
and it ends like a disaster

Closed eyes, again I dare to dive
Here with me is my guts
Experience, magic wand and a bunch
Of Christmas lights

120km/hr. no brakes!
(ga dive: (shout)ang sikad palihog kog parking)

Undressed my life jacket
Untangled from my fears
Unstrung from my apprehensions

Afraid to see what lies ahead

*abri isa ka mata*

OMayGahd! Im 60 Feet under

Gud Lak sa Shark! Aw!

*memba libre, Marimar Aw!*

*sayaw-sayaw*

“Lovers of Nowhere”

Though unsure, yet they traveled

For them, uncertainty is not a hindrance but a positive force that gives them the thrill

A pleasure that lasts ‘till the end of the show.

A fervor that converted their trepidation into bliss

Time may be too cruel for them

Distance may rip them apart

Hesitation may vanquish their emotions

But their passion is unshakable

And their feelings is invincible

The speed of their untamed emotions gives adrenalin

To their endless journey to a place they do not know

To a place where love may come and never go

To a place apposite for the lovers of nowhere

note: Pinaka-una naq nga ambot unsa ni..T.T

Konseling!

"Counseling"

counselor: Ok ra ka sir *dukol*

client: Ok ra wa ra man ko problema

counselor: ah..ok..so unsa man imong ika-istorya? *dukol*

client: onsa man akong i-istorya?

counselor: ah..ok..*dukol*

counselor: *tuslok mata, sipa, dukol* Wafak!, Kablags!

Kung makita ninyo ning bayhaha..palihog ko report sa police!

Wanted Na!

Circles

The problem was raised
And resolutions were made
Determination fails
Deficiency came
I’m done!

I’m back!
The same problem rose
And resolutions were made again
Determination is here
Deficiency came

The very same problem rose again!
And resolutions were made again!
Determination is here again!
Deficiency came

The very same problem rose again!
And resolutions were made again!
Determination fails again
Deficiency came
I’m done!

Like circles, no matter how long the line is,
It would always return to a common point.

As long as a point (problem) would be left unresolved
It would always go in circles