Updates!
Okay. I knew it. I really admit it. I’m a shameful blogger. I’m on way to the make it to the list of Top 15 Pathetic Blogger ever walked the face of the Internet. Sheesh.

Since the week ago, I’ve been working like nonstop. Honest. Papers and projects were thrown to us like they were rain showers while some professors decided to bombard us with several 100-item exams. Being the workaholic (School-oholic, I guess.) and an insomniac I am, I’ve been up most of the night than drift down to Slumber Land to finish stuff a little bit earlier. At the back of my mind, I keep asking myself where did all those energy come from? I mean considering my frailness and body size, I might have snap out a long time ago. Had I swallow a Motolite without realizing it? I kept thinking about it but then I got tired.

Things got pretty loose this week. Some of my exams were already done and several assigned papers have already been submitted. My to-do tasks have been reduced to three major things: 1.) the festival reporting (regions 6-8) 2. Application to UP Writer’s Club 3. Documentary. Actually, these are fine. The only thing that kept on hassling me is the documentary. I have to admit it’s stressful. Well, I guess I have to swallow some Motolite again. Only this time, consciously. So I could keep track on my intakes.

But you know what? Though sometimes being drowned with school work actually makes my head throb in an unexplainable way, there is an urge of excitement and joy in my heart whenever I see my planner fully loaded with tasks. Kind of weird
but true.

And before I start to mull over this weirdness of mine, let me update you with what happened to me for the past few weeks. Kahit boring. haha.

*Friday, Jan.13, I had an incredibly big date with Anna and Rayka. It so happened that our hip professor, Ma’am Ortiz didn’t go to class that day. So while waiting for our next classes, we decided to pig-out in a pizza parlor in Philcoa.
*Last Saturday, I went to the scary and really red “Bahay na Pula” to look for the person we’re going to interview on the 21th. After that I have my braces finally fixed and adjusted. And my oh my, what do you expect? Inability to eat food unless they’re noodles or mashed potato + the pain of the new brackets against my lips = torturing pain.
*This Monday, after school I went jogging with Ate Mara, Ate Queenie and Ate Pam at Ateneo. We were panting from 7:00- 8:30. I wasn’t supposed to be coming with them because I was planning to work on my fiction assignment but I couldn’t resist their invitation. I feel like being hypnotized. Tuesday, after my PE, line dance, I went straight to the university film institute to watch some documentaries by The Probe. It was unusually dark inside the room and really chilly. There were three documentaries. One about migrating, a girl named Julia who sings like she’s from heaven and a tribute to Ninoy Aquino’s death. Then when that's over, the Great Ms. Cheche Lazaro appeared from nowhere and guess what? I was starstrucked. Really.
Gosh, she's so great! It's really amazing to see her talk and give advices to young journalists like me. Hay.

"The Youth is the hope of our Motherland"
-she kept saying this line, and yeah, she's right. Definitely right.