In Which I'm Going to Start Anew

I've decided to make this blog my official blog, so I will only post legit posts here from now on. For light stories, one can visit (and follow) my tumblr blog.

So, what am I going to write about here, exactly? Well, my career, for example. I'm taking my future seriously from now on. I realized that if I'm going to be a biologist, like hell, I would blog like a biologist. Or a bio major, at least, for now.

That's it. Cheerio!

Obligatory Holidays Post

Ohai! Christmas is in the air, I can practically smell it. What better way to start the yuletide season than the yearly UP lantern parade, right?

My December 16th started when I met with some of my high school friends first to have lunch. We also watched the Oblation Run together. Since none of us brought an actual camera, our pictures were limited to this:

This is our "aww shucks we didn't bring a proper camera" pose
(L-R) Anna, Chery, me, and Kier. Sunken Garden.

After lunch, I met my IB (Institute of Biology) colleagues and prepared our nyan cat "lantern". It looks better than we've thought it would look like.

Stoked before the parade
(L-R) Jude, Gelo, Joyce, Cj, Chy, and me. CS Ampitheater

The cat was really heavy and a burden to carry, but it all paid off! People were asking for photos and even the FA (Fine Arts) students liked it.

It's already dark out but the energy level's still higher than ever
(L-R) Dina, Chy, Cj, me, and Joyce

The day after, we've stalked tweeters and bloggers who've written about our nyan cat. We're so darn proud haha. The parade ended for us once we've reached Quezon Hall. There were so many people this year! After that, we went straight to IB (Institute of Biology) to drop the cat off. Once there, however, we just decided to split the cat amongst us. I got the tail (which I eventually gave my good friend Chery), and Gelo got the head. But of course, before parting for the last time this year, we've taken a lot of pictures (using Gelo's DSLR). Here's two that I've sort of edited (awfully) with Pxlr-o-matic:

Season's greetings!
From Cj, Chy, and me in front of IB's giant star

I particularly liked that picture of us. It's so festive and bright!

Happy Holidays!
Love: Cj, Gelo, Chy, and me

However, this one made the cut (simply because it's the only good picture with all of us in it). Oh well, that's it for now. Enjoy your Christmas breaks and have a happy happy Holiday!

Zombies and a little bit more

While browsing through the winners of Goodreads Choice Awards 2011, I came across this book, Feed by Mira Grant, which happened to be the Best Science Fiction Book for 2010. Despite the lackluster title (which is also a title of a book I know), the cover really caught my eye:

Since I've just started reading it, I can't give out too much of the plot (you can always check out the goodreads link given above), but it's about what everyone secretly loves - a zombie apocalypse. But here's the part that I love more (because, let's face it, if I want a zombie apocalypse scenario, I'd just watch Zombieland) - it's also about blogging and it's role in society in case an outbreak really happens.

I have to admit I've never heard of Mira Grant before, but whoever she is, I give her the thumbs up for her imagination and her patience. Her characters were also well-molded. They feel real. Whenever I read, I can't help but imagine actors playing the characters in my head. Feed is not an exception. Behold, here's how I imagine the characters in Feed would look like.

Jessica Stroup (90210, Prom Night) as Georgia Mason

Georgia Mason - Even before Georgia was described in the book, I immediately thought of Jessica Stroup. I was like, "she is so Jessica". So there. But when it was mentioned that Georgia has short, messy dark brown hair, I knew I got this one spot on.

Stephen Lunsford (Private Practice, Bratz) as Shaun Mason

Then there was the trickier one, Shaun Mason. Shaun is Georgia's adoptive brother, and their ages are close to one another, Shaun being approximately three weeks younger. He's described as adventurous and thrill-seeking. I actually just thought of this now, after I watched this video.

Alison Pill (Scott Pilgrim vs The World) as Buffy

And last but obviously not least to complete this blogging-zombie butt-kicking trio is Buffy (birthname Georgette, but Buffy's waaay better), the cute, heads-in-the-clouds Fictional (which is basically a fiction blogger). I didn't think of Alison at first, because I knew her as a ginger from Scott Pilgrim vs The World. But when I saw a picture of her as a blonde, she's definitely a shoe in.

So there. That's all I have for now. I gotta finish schoolwork before I can continue reading. I recommend Feed to everyone. It's a must have on your Zombie literature collection (because we readers all have one, don't we?).

Just a chummy conversation with my Math 17 prof

Here is a transcript of my Facebook conversation with my Math 17* prof. He might as well be the only cool thing in UP Diliman's infamous (for good reasons) Math Building, i.e.

*Shudders at the thought of that depressing building*
So anyway, here's the conversation:

Yeah he's so awesome. Power to the awesome Math profs. We need more professors people like him.


*Math 17 = Algebra and Trigonometry; it's like high school Math, depending on what they pass off as "Math" in your school; most BS students in UP take Math 17 because it's a prerequisite for many science subjects.

A crack in space and time. On my Tumblr dash. How cool was that, really? Get yours now here.

I think I'm kind of attracted to you

It's the way you know how to fight for what you think is right (and by "fight" I mean "come up with brilliantly written sarcastic comebacks").

Yes, he's an atheist. But no, he's not evil, or a Satan worshiper, or in any way a bad person. If you ever associate those things to being an atheist then do note that I'm discouraging you.

In which my PC came back to life after a month of showing only a hideous black screen

Finally. I’m afraid to say that most of my files got deleted though, save for some stuff. Thank goodness my eBooks and The Big Bang Theory episodes are safe.

In other news, I don't have any English subject this semester. I will practice writing in Filipino so I may post in Filipino sometimes.

That is all.

Dear friend whose name is a palindrome,

I love you, but sometimes, I really want to snap at you. We're your friends, not your servants. If you think we'll pamper you like what your parents are doing, you're wrong. Pantay-pantay lang tayo no. Napapagod din kami. Bakit ang hilig mo mag-utos? Huhu.

Anyway, this day was fuuuuun! My body aches so much but it's all worth it. Spending time with some of my favorite people in the world was priceless.

In which I attended a debut for the first time ever and had a sleepover at Dianne’s (also, for the first time ever)

Darn. This was supposed to be posted last Monday pa but blogger was not cooperating. So here goes:

09/09/2011

Yesterday was my high school batchmate Flor’s 18th birthday. I was invited. Surprisingly, my parents let me attend. It was a night party. And there will be booze. Obviously my parents were not really that worried about me trying drinking before the legal drinking age. Maybe they trust me. Or maybe they knew about the time I tried a sip of wine and gagged because it tasted like cough medicine. Who knows.

The program was traditional, exactly like I was expecting, and almost a little bit boring. I caught myself yawning (not a bad sign) a tad too many times that night. The good part was getting to meet high school friends again, yay!

After the party, we (me, Sha, Elle, Anna and Dianne) went straight to Dianne’s home. There were a little bit of gossiping (though there’s really nothing to gossip about, besides something regarding a security code or something like that. I dunno, I wasn’t paying attention). We ate Kropeck (sp?) crackers and played cards all night long. Okay. Maybe not all night long. We obviously need to sleep. I fell asleep halfway through Easy A.
Now I’m back at home and I may or may not be studying for a Chemistry exam. It depends on how you look at it.

I didn't bring my camera so I just relied on Facebook tags for pictures. Haha! So obviously they're not mine.

Love these girls! Thanks for doing my hair. :)

Best. Table. Ever.

We should have won that game! :(

 This party made me super excited for more upcoming debuts! We (the three of us, there, on the last picture) were even thinking up every possible themes for debuts like The Seven Seas (pirates! pirates! pirates!), 20's flapper (my personal favorite; see Singin' in the Rain), of course there's the very famous Lady Gaga themed, Wonderland (aka Quirkyland), and lots more.

Glee Finale; Or, Please Let Me Break Ryan Murphy's Neck

What in the world did I just wasted my precious hour on?! I was waiting the whole season for this episode and it turned out a big, big mess. Don't get me wrong, there were some good parts, but most is just BLAH or BLECH.

The Good Parts (or, the parts that didn't make me hate the episode so much)

• The opening scene was amazing. There were pretty great shots of New York. The Broadway billboards made me squeal in ecstasy and there was that hint of hope that this might actually be as great a finale as last season's. The end shot with Rachel standing there, taking it all in, was genius. I can actually see myself as Rachel. And I guess when I'd get the chance to be on that same spot someday, I will act the same way.
• Mr. Schue's moment. He's a more talented guy than he actually lets on, and he has a big, big heart to boot. Seeing him there on the stage singing and performing his heart out. It was surreal. He deserved that moment.
• I felt the same with Rachel and Kurt's duet. It was a really magical moment. It's like one of my personal dreams has been granted. Yeah, being a Broadway artist will always be my secret dream.
• I just love Rachel in this episode. I loved her outfits even more though. Seriously, I want her jacket, her hat, her dress.
• Santana and her fluent angry Spanish.
• The lovely Klaine moment in the end.

The Blah (not hateful enough, but unnecessary)

• Samcedes? Nuh. Uh uh. What genius even thought of that? There was not even a slightest hint of chemistry. I know it was a desperate attempt to appease those gleeks who's harassing Ryan Murphy to get Mercedes a boyfriend. Which doesn't make any sense since Mercedes is an effing diva and she doesn't need a man. But if she does, Sam is the least likely guy for her. Sam has been like, "the boyfriend" in the show. And that's really sad because the characterization is good enough to move a story on his own. Guess Glee writers are not aware of that fact. Why don't those guys just give the job to the ones who can remember the storyline, observe character growth, and write good dialogues. As far as I'm concerned they're just a bunch of fanfic writers who does everything the majority of the gleeks wants.
• The Bathroom scene was a pathetic attempt at making Rachel resemble a human being. Close enough, but try harder.
• The "kiss" was pulse-stopping and it could've been an awesome moment if it wasn't done on a show choir competition. What did Jesse say? Oh yeah, unprofessional. But for me, completely unnecessary.
• Charice. I don't like her. The end.

The Blech (don't even get me started)

• The New York Mashup was a disaster. The New York number in the first episode was better than this. The whole time it was awkward, all over the place, and poorly edited. Just where is their choreographer? Do they even have one?
• The Yeah! number was even more WTF-inducing. I mean, the girls dance really well but their outfits seem a little inappropriate for the performance. And their song choice and execution is not show choir material.
• Vocal Adrenaline. If Jesse would have been there performing I could have rooted for them. But no. The Vocal Adrenaline performance was more like the Charice Pempengco, I mean, Sunshine Corazon, show. She's good, I get it, but what's the big effing deal? It was a show choir competition. Plus their performance wasn't even stellar. It was forgettable. What did she, I mean they, sing again? Last year's Bohemian Rhapsody was loads better. Heck, last season's Rehab was loads better.
• The Finchel thingy was just boring, to say the least.
• "I just want somebody to love me." Really? Really, Quinn? Guess what, sister: SOMEBODY DID LOVE YOU. And he probably still loves you now. But what exactly did you do? Oh yeah, cheated on him for a greater chance at a stupid plastic crown! That guy treated you like a princess! Now you’re telling us you want somebody to love you? You can’t love anybody but yourself, sissy. Don’t act like you’re the victim here.
• By now I have accepted the fact that New Directions will never now the meaning of a show choir performance. For them it's a duet (where the rest of the group sway at the back in the dark) followed by a light, upbeat number where they do some "dancing", choreography be damned.

Whatever. Jesse St. James needs a show of his own. He's the real star out there.