Tuesday, January 13, 2004
Me Against the World
I'm hollow inside. I'm just this zombie that keeps walking. I'm tired. I'm senseless. I'm numb. I'm feeling all the emotions out there. The bad ones, the good ones, and it's tearing me up.
I'm at NEBO right now by myself. Well, technically Lance is over there (we accidentally met here) but I'd consider I'm here by myself since I came here by myself. He's busy over there talking to this one girl.
I'm working right now on several things. My Year-end News Folio tomorrow for COMM145 and I also stumbled upon a complete article at Manilatimes.net about the Presidentiables... which is the News Feature topic of my classmate Kate and I for the Heraldo Filipino.
I drank one Strong Ice before REED104 and in class I was just depressed as usual. Everywhere I go they play songs of love, when all I want to listen to is alternative. Then after class, I was more depressed than ever when suddenly the Class President starts screaming my name at the top of her lungs. I mean, I don't blame her... she was calling my attention to pick up the FA on Stage tickets... I was on the way to her but someone stopped to ask me about Bathan (dorm mate, read later)... then suddenly she's shouting "GEORGE!!! GEORGE!!!". No one noticed, but I just snubbed everyone and left the classroom.
I was just angry. Not angry at her, but angry at myself for being this sensitive now. I hate myself right now. I just want to drown in liquor. No body will stop me, right?
***
I just read my chinese horoscope for the year of the monkey. For the OX, this year will be greatly emotional for us (damn, it's right... but hopefully not the whole year):
The Ox is born generous but most often, people tend to abuse his kindness. Also, this is an emotional year for the Ox with lots of public display of affection (huh?). But since the Ox is somewhat stable, overcoming challenges is possible as well as meeting goals. Life in general will be smooth sailing for the hardworking Ox.
***
The worst of news
My friend Joseph Bathan, who has been my dorm mate since my Freshmen year, is currently in mourning after his parents (aged 49 and 50) were murdered last Friday night.
I got this devastating news on Monday after I was problematic about the fucking Laws of Mass Media case analysis which I didn't do (yes, that in itself is another thing to be DEPRESSED about).
Two vans loaded and headed for Lemery, Batangas last night beyond NPA checkpoints. It was freaky. We arrived at his house and I was just so sad for him. Joseph has been one of the nicest dorm mates. He's always so generous, giving, and kind to everyone.
Then suddenly something like this happens to him. The people who owe his family some money decide to murder the parents instead of paying what they owe. The father received nine shots, the mother received four shots (her throat).
All my prayers go out to him and his family. This is indeed a terrible event.
It just adds to everything these days.
I have to work on my Year-end News folio now. Farewell.
I'm hollow inside. I'm just this zombie that keeps walking. I'm tired. I'm senseless. I'm numb. I'm feeling all the emotions out there. The bad ones, the good ones, and it's tearing me up.
I'm at NEBO right now by myself. Well, technically Lance is over there (we accidentally met here) but I'd consider I'm here by myself since I came here by myself. He's busy over there talking to this one girl.
I'm working right now on several things. My Year-end News Folio tomorrow for COMM145 and I also stumbled upon a complete article at Manilatimes.net about the Presidentiables... which is the News Feature topic of my classmate Kate and I for the Heraldo Filipino.
I drank one Strong Ice before REED104 and in class I was just depressed as usual. Everywhere I go they play songs of love, when all I want to listen to is alternative. Then after class, I was more depressed than ever when suddenly the Class President starts screaming my name at the top of her lungs. I mean, I don't blame her... she was calling my attention to pick up the FA on Stage tickets... I was on the way to her but someone stopped to ask me about Bathan (dorm mate, read later)... then suddenly she's shouting "GEORGE!!! GEORGE!!!". No one noticed, but I just snubbed everyone and left the classroom.
I was just angry. Not angry at her, but angry at myself for being this sensitive now. I hate myself right now. I just want to drown in liquor. No body will stop me, right?
***
I just read my chinese horoscope for the year of the monkey. For the OX, this year will be greatly emotional for us (damn, it's right... but hopefully not the whole year):
The Ox is born generous but most often, people tend to abuse his kindness. Also, this is an emotional year for the Ox with lots of public display of affection (huh?). But since the Ox is somewhat stable, overcoming challenges is possible as well as meeting goals. Life in general will be smooth sailing for the hardworking Ox.
***
The worst of news
My friend Joseph Bathan, who has been my dorm mate since my Freshmen year, is currently in mourning after his parents (aged 49 and 50) were murdered last Friday night.
I got this devastating news on Monday after I was problematic about the fucking Laws of Mass Media case analysis which I didn't do (yes, that in itself is another thing to be DEPRESSED about).
Two vans loaded and headed for Lemery, Batangas last night beyond NPA checkpoints. It was freaky. We arrived at his house and I was just so sad for him. Joseph has been one of the nicest dorm mates. He's always so generous, giving, and kind to everyone.
Then suddenly something like this happens to him. The people who owe his family some money decide to murder the parents instead of paying what they owe. The father received nine shots, the mother received four shots (her throat).
All my prayers go out to him and his family. This is indeed a terrible event.
It just adds to everything these days.
I have to work on my Year-end News folio now. Farewell.
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