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So my Christmas break for 2009 isn't going as merry as I had expected. It originally commenced that way, but that changed this morning when I called UA&P to confirm my final evaluation in the website. The partial UA&P exam results are only out for August, September and October takers. I took the November exam, but I HAD a result. My final evaluation, according to the UA&P website as of yesterday, was "Accepted". I WAS SO FREAKING HAPPY. But then I had to wonder, because I'm NOT supposed to have a result, but I do. :| So, I called UA&P this morning and they told me that they would double-check it and it COULD possibly be a mistake. They told me to check my status after lunch. Now, my evaluation changed from "Accepted" to "In Process" STUPENDOUS. JUST, STUPENDOUS. Please don't do this to me. Please don't. I've had enough of sick luck over the course of this entire year. I don't want to end 2009 with even more of it. --end sadness abruptly--
Edit 1:56PM Okay, I just checked, and it says Accepted again. BUT GAAA I AM SO CONFUSED HOW DO I KNOW IF THIS ONE IS RIGHT OR NOT RAA RAA



On a lighter note, I have found the absolute love of my life, and he comes in the form of my dentist. NO, he is not a grandpa dentist who suffers from carpal tunnel due to many years of labor; in fact, he is just twenty eight years old. He was born on September 1981. (DON'T ASK WHY I KNOW, I JUST DO.) God, if for some reason he gets magically propelled to this part of the Internet whilst searching for dental equipment, I hope he doesn't see this. But if otherwise..... Hi. I love you. HAHAHAHHA.

I watched Avatar with Mom. The movie being 3D gave me a headache, but maybe I'm just really uncivilized like that. In spite of my undeniable caveman tendencies, the movie was awesome. Hello Sam Worthington, hello to you and your pretty, pretty eyes. The movie stayed with me; I've never wanted to be SO BLUE AND TALL before. Watch Avatar. Right now. Seriously, now.


I've been hearing Simbang Gabi regularly, minus the second day, because it coincided with the second day of exams. And that was the day I fell asleep from 2PM to 5PM, then woke up for a short while to reply to Kim Nevalga that I fell asleep, but fell back asleep again until 12AM. Ergo, more than ten hours of sleep in the middle of exam week. Oops.


It's nice to not have anything academic to worry about (except for my rigged UA&P final evaluation, that is.) for a change. GOODBYE SECOND TERM GOODBYE PROJECTILE MOTION GOODBYE INTERCEPT FORM GOODBYE GOODBYE. I intend to start my 2010 resolutions as early as now and these consequently involve plans that revolve around mercilessly burning my second term papers or any such reminder of it, lessening my weight, cleaning my room, constantly stalking my dentist, getting a college, continuing my stories, and drawing like shizniiiiit.  


Merry Christmas to all. :)
Christa  

Kim Katalbas and I currently have potent badassness coursing through our veins at this very moment. We skipped Theo -- yeah, aren't we untouchable? We feel terribly bad, but it was only because we refused to immorally subject ourselves to more cases of accidental pornography.

I should be feeling irresponsible right now, considering that I'm here in the computer lab blogging my ass off, when I'm really supposed to be conducting experiments for our IP on drip irrigation. But then again, I have someone next to me doing MLIA (a.k.a Kim Katalbas) and another person to my right swoooning over Korean men on a site called shenyuepop.com (a.k.a Marielle Tuason)... so maybe it's not too bad. But then people are starting to leave and I don't wanna be left alone here... so maybe I should stop.


Kim says, "Don't stop." That little devil.
She just laughed. That little devil.
And again. THAT LITTLE DEVIL
Now she's saying "waa waa waa" profusely. *proceeds to elbow Kim on the face.

Im in the mood to blog now, just because I'm currently in an IMC that happens to be filled with computers and the clock here says 20 minutes past the hour of 12, which means that I approximately have another 40 minutes or so to spoil myself with aircon (regardless of the momentary outbursts of noise from some people here who misunderstand the concept of "Silence Please" plastered everywhere.) And, I miss writing. Terribly. Just as much as I miss drawing. It's ironic, though, to crave for art at this point considering that working for the yearbook staff calls for a lot of inhumane and straining hand-work. But it's okay, this type of pain is good. *awkwardly feeling masochistic* I lost all will to draw ever since the second Math longtest was scheduled. Everytime I draw, I see numbers. And I don't like numbers. They're evil. So, despite all my do-not-fear-math-meditations, the second Math longtest was still a bitch to me. Huh.

The last UA&P deadline is tomorrow. And the file in my desktop that's entitled "UA&P" still yields Okb when you let the cursor hover over it. Go figure. Whatever, I'll do it when I get home. It's not as though I'd possibly let it pass; it's my only hope next to Ateneo. Ateneo or UA&P, God, please. Plus, January 2010 is coming. January 2010 = ACET results. And that means.... Okay, stopping abruptly.

Moving on to the better things in life...

 We went to Beijing last week. That place is so amazing; it's hard to believe. I never thought I'd be so obsessed with Chinese-related things like the Forbidden City and the Great Wall. Speaking of, we attempted to climb the Great Wall, and I suppose it would've been easier if it weren't for the fact that we had to climb it while it was basically coated with snow that was melting halfway. I thought I was gonna die. Like, I literally imagined myself in the evening news as that one girl who died climbing the Great Wall, while everyone else climbing it lived anyway. So I freaked out, and we had to stop climbing. Sorry, family. D8 But it's okay, they said that they still love me the same. And that they'd still take me as their daughter. Haha. Oh, and yes, it snowed unexpectedly. And because of that, I will forever owe China for showing me snow for the first time -- alongside people who spat everywhere, but whatever, I had a ginormous amount of fun.

I am currently sitting next to a group of fourth-graders searching for random Filipino politicians and basketball players on the Internet. How odd. A child next to me just spontaneously added aloud, including remainders, whilst arguing with another child.

Christa
 

It was never really my thing to blog consecutively, but unnatural as it is, I just happen to have this stubborn urge to do so – that of which is mostly due to the fact that I had just finished clicking through university websites in search of my future adventures. *brings out shield and sword* In addition to that, this is a serious matter. It’s a totally different scenario from when I just blog about random mushrooms I see on sidewalks… Hence, I am now going to attempt a spur-of-the-moment kind of outburst albeit it isn’t entirely authentic.

The following paragraph is basically me aimlessly arguing with myself:
*cue thought-provoking violin music* Journalism holds the most special place in my outlook; it really is what I want to take. Creative Writing in Ateneo looks like tons of fun and I’m absolutely positive that it’s going to be cloud nine for me, but I’m not sure if fun would do me that much good in the future. Literature in UP looks serious, but it comes off a little too dramatic. I don’t want to give a part of my life to analyzing text, I want to be the one to provide the text to be analyzed, which is exactly why I wanted Journalism in the first place. Literature in Ateneo, however, is particularly linked to Journalism so I really want that too. Communications, on the other hand, is something underestimated yet something that I have utmost appreciation for. It’s flexible and healthy, but I never really saw myself doing intense media production via television and radio. But I suppose it’s something I could let myself happily get absorbed into. I have a sweet fetish for media. Advertising Arts and Entrepreneurial Management weigh the same in my preferences, and I wouldn’t mind having any of the two. Psychology is something I'd want to pursue as well. It surprises me that I don’t have hardcore art in any of my choices. In all my seventeen years of living, I have always believed that art is where I want to be. It is, truly, but maybe not in college. This feels strange, but it feels natural. Art still is my first love though, and it’s gonna stay that way forever.

I didn’t expect to have this rundown completed but apparently, it happened with happy flying colors. Call me a conformist for doing this, but I want to:

UP Diliman
- BA Journalism
- BA Psychology

UP Manila
- BA Organizational Communication
- BA Political Science (Thanks Kamille!)

ADMU
- AB Communications
- AB Literature-English

UA&P
- Master of Arts in Communication
- Bachelor of Science in Entrepreneurial Management

DLSU
- AB Psychology
- AB Major in Literature

UST
- BA Major in Journalism
- Bachelor of Fine Arts Major in Advertising Arts

Going through the UP Diliman website was like jostling through the Impenetrable Imbroglio of Intimidation. I felt smart people lurking everywhere, overlapping the very edges of the webpage. Whether you admit it or not, UP is UP. And UP is tight. Forgive me for the understatement, but I really want to go there. Journalism in UP is tantamount to Gary Valenciano in my heart. Perfect. :) I really want my chosen courses there. Any of the two would make me happy-happy-joy-joy without a doubt. UPCAT, please be nice to me. I wish the website had a “Home” link, though…

The first thing I appreciated about the Ateneo website was the presence of a “Home” link. Haha. Another thing I noticed was that it felt so damn hi-tech. Like, Transformers hi-tech. Did you see that layout on the John Gokongwei School of Management page?! Beans, it was like, a freaking Spiderman trailer! I mainly focused on the School of Social Sciences and School of Humanities. School of Social Sciences was downright odd. I expected to see, well, Social Sciences, but all I saw were courses on cultures. So that left me with School of Humanities, which is where I really wanna be anyway. The course on Creative Writing looks like pure fun, but it doesn’t seem as flexible as the course on Literature. All things considered, both look absolutely awesome. I didn’t bother to click on School of Science and Engineering. Well, maybe once, to scare myself a little… but that was it.

UA&P is beautiful, but I feel like it might just be Woodrose all over again. Nevertheless, I wouldn’t mind going there. In fact, I’d love to go there. But then it took me by surprise that most of the offered courses are five-year courses. (CORRECT ME IF I’M WRONG, OH PLEASE DO.) I’m not sure, but that’s what I clearly understood from the website. Apparently, the school has a few courses, most of which excluding two are five-year courses. But then again I am not sure so don’t trust me. Taking the whole five-year issue aside, I heard that Communications there is high-end.

GREEN. JUST…GREEN. EVERYWHERE, once I entered the La Salle website. They really do take the phrase “school colors” to the highest level. It seriously felt like being cornered by an army of elves striking up a mutiny…. Anyway. Without a doubt, La Salle managed to easily earn the reputation for its upscale art facilities, and really, it does deserve such merit. I remember the time we went to the new Benilde for NASH. All the computers were effing Mac. Imagine: ten sleek Macs all lined up next to eachother. (The O___O is just about perfect for this scenario.) We even had one round in this huge room that had an awesome floor arrangement for the chairs; the kind that ascends in a stair-like fashion. Like in American movies with those really fancy college classrooms and those really sexy college boys with neckties. Yum.

I really had an easier time looking through the UST programs for the simple reason that their course descriptions came with career options. That made it so much easier for me! Unlike the other websites, I didn’t have to take intelligent guesses at what I might turn out as if I pick a particular course. Kudos to UST for providing such a convenience! They even have hitcounts for each course link. I was so excited to see that they have Journalism there.

So, this is an incredibly long pretend “spur-of-the-moment” blog. Haha.

Christa

Me: *singing in the shower*
Kuya: Christa, why are you talking to yourself?
Me: What?!
Kuya: It's okay, I'll be your friend!

Whoa, more than an entire month without blogging – well, it's not like I haven't done it before – but still, whoa, considering the fact that I have completely resigned myself to a life of bummage am officially on vacation.

I am in love with Matt Giraud of American Idol. I will marry him soon. See, I love him so much, I had to bold and underline his name. If I could just add flowers and hearts and omg -- swoooon.

An infinite stretch of good things has happened since the last time I blogged. To name a few, I’m a godmother to Ate Bey’s son, Saki! Omg, I will so love that boy like he is my own! I think that one’s the best. :) OH the S&R 5-day sale is heaven on earth. Food. Oh, dear food all over the place. I’ve had too much Pixie Stix, though. I finished a pack in less than a day and now my tongue is painful. Seriously, one tastebud on my tongue is swollen! No exaggerations. Anyway, moving on to more significant portions of my life….

My family is doing great, as always, thanks to God. :) Dad has his hands full with business of all sorts – from interchangeable bags to koosh balls. It’s a very colorful journey, business. Haha. Mom and I are both trying to get in shape. We plan to be sexy this summer, we do. But at the moment, we are both failing together. Not to mention, eating Cookies & Crème Pop Tarts at the exact same time. Maybe that’s why… My brother, on the other hand, is by far the busiest third year college student that I know of. At nineteen, it’s beyond admirable, really. It pays to have such a cool person as a brother.

Summer has been breathtaking. Yes, summer. God is good. :) It feels refreshing to finally be able to type that word for real now. Instead of just wishing for it like we all used to within the previous school year, especially during fourth quarter exams – the peak of all wishful-thinking possible. Right after that I thought that my summer would spell out high-quality productivity, but apparently, I thought wrong. Haha. And then I decided that my summer shouldn’t be so scripted and that I should just allow it to transpire the way I would want it to. I’m driving away all the possibilities of stress (except for college exams though, that I’m taking seriously. Haha)

For one, my room is still comically unrecognizable. It was only until recently that I have been able to slightly identify my floor and maybe the perimeter of my room, but that’s just about it. Aside from the somewhat cleared floor, my room is still a mess. It looks like a stray bomb coincidentally found its way through my open window and disabled right smack in the middle of my room. Thus, breaking down my impossible clutter into even smaller doses of clutter. I’ll fix it, soon. However, I have made it a point to temporarily get rid of all my Junior year crap (Like I said, goodbye stress) I moved it somewhere else: somewhere far, far away where it would no longer haunt me… just in the hallway right across my room – but whatever. I’ll only dare to get a few inches near them when it’s necessary. When I review for college exams, but not now. Haha.

Among other things, I have managed to do quite a number of blogworthy and smile-entailing things over the summer.

One of the first is sitting-in with Conci at Brent and spending her kind of school day with her and her utter coolness. (Note: I told her to read my blog cause I’d mention her and her utter coolness) My last day of school, however, was spent at Megan’s house together with Kim and Joanne. A day after that, the Thirteen – Marielle, Kim, and I – had our overdue hangout. Good times at its most absolute form. :) I've been writing and reading, but I haven't been drawing in the longest time. :(

A lot of finally's in hand: I finally finished Midnight Sun and I'm finally moving on to New Moon! Oh yes. Ah, I am finally going to enroll in A1 for driving lessons. No more panic village-driving with my brother. Lol. Oh, the best finally is, that I finally figured out my Junior year Math. Thank you Jesus!