What is the worst thing about living right across Ateneo? No, not the pollution. And it’s not the fact that we have a klepto for a roommate. It’s that there are times (such as now, Thursday 6:30pm) when the Babble band is having its training and there’s a noise barrage near the overpass. And when you are pissed and sleep-deprived, ugh, can you imagine? Can’t focus on studying, can’t sleep, can’t watch a pirated DVD in peace. I think this is the third noise barrage this week. Ano ba meron? I don’t get the point of having a noise barrage. Making a stand my ass. It’s nothing more than a lame-ass wimpy form of a rally. Even the point of having a rally I don’t get. It’s nothing more than a mass-scaled adult’s version of a tantrum. I blame the People Power culture. Ay nako, you want something? Get it done. Simple.

So HH and I squared off our bet a couple of days ago. Dark Knight + dinner in Cafe Ten Titas in Gateway. Pfft. I think he’s taking this more seriously than I thought. I mean, I thought the jerk doesn’t take anything (except academics maybe) seriously. Or maybe that’s just his style. But, just the same, the game is so on. I’m about to make someone’s life very miserable. I can’t help but feel a teensy bit guilty about this though since he’s my friend (sometimes). But then, as a friend, I should teach him a lesson. Right? Riiiiiiiiight.

He’s pushing for another bet, this time on our OR stock market game. Hmmm. Well, I’m kind of lucky in terms of stocks now since I picked really good ones. I never thought I’d make it even to the top half since, most of the time, I don’t even know what I’m doing. Feels good to be #2 but I don’t know how long this is going to last.

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Money, an issue? What?! I’d really like to think that Tups is attempting to act considerate but phail. Instead her mini-speech today made her all the more condescending. Kelan pa ba naging ethical tanungin kung sino yung mga scholars and kung sino yung mga may part-time jobs right before saying that “money must be an issue” kaya hindi lahat nag-print ng 80+ pages ng annual report? Sabihin na nating nagtitipid kami ng papel. Pero hindi dahil MONEY IS AN ISSUE. PI, ang yaman mo kasi para sabihin yun eh. Palibhasa ba scholar at may part-time job ibig sabihin naghihirap? Ibig sabihin matalino pati talented, sus. I make you eat my money Tups, you want? Magkano ba sweldo mo, ha? Gusto mo pag-usapan pera, sige. Magkano? Ha?? Para sakin lang kasi ang sweldo commensurate sa effort sa trabaho. Tama tama. Gusto mo sabihin ko sayo kung magkano sweldo ko? Ha??

I’m done. There goes all the negative energy, mkae? I don’t want to get a fever again.

It’s my least favorite day of the week and I’m still hot as hell (with fever). It’s tough being sick without my parents and Jared around. Sure, I’ve got a bunch of other people who can bring me to the doctor, make me take my meds, and basically just watch over me. It’s different and much more reassuring to know that there’s someone who’s obliged to take care of me. But they’re far far away. And I’m just going to have to take care of myself. Blame it on my I-know-you’ve-got-your-own-problems-to-deal-with-and-I-don’t-want-to-be-a-burden mentality.

Cry cry…  

I feel blue… I was s’posed to perform for the 1pm and 8pm shows of HSMOI today but I ended up not performing at all (and confined to my bed) because I have the fever. Kael (Francine’s would-be beau), Rona (and the rest of the Adao family), Jaah, and Serena watched the 1pm show because I was s’posed to be there. At least I avoided major embarrassment but then I kind of feel guilty because they wanted to watch me (or so they said). I hope they enjoyed the show though.

I think NG is the safer choice. Decision I won’t regret? NG. I just wanna ditch HH to hurt his ego. He is a jerk, even to his friends. And, if in the case he’s looking for something more than friendship, then he’s a jerk and an ass. Waley. Here’s one of his text messages: :”I’m juz thinking sa gabi nalang para romantic! Auz b un?” Jologs. Sakli. Blech.

I passed my first AMF271 exam! Whew, I’m so relieved. I managed to get a B+ (one point shy from an A-minus, daaaaaamn) but, really, I’m just more than happy to have passed considering I studied only on the morning of the exam. I happened to make a lot of careless stupid mistakes that were worth more or less seven points (short call dapat but I wrote down long call then I completely forgot to calculate the price of the put for the portfolio insurance question — yeah, yeah, AMF jargon, I’ll stop now). Srsly, just getting a score above 50 is reason enough for me to celebrate.

I finally figured out why I was so tense and upset over the entire shituation. It’s not because of the stolen clothes (geez, those are just clothes). It’s not even because of the iPod (still just a material thing). It’s because I don’t know how to help Jaah. I don’t know how to comfort her. I can’t even picture myself in her shoes because I don’t think I’ve ever worked as hard for something as she did for her iPod. I know that the only thing that will make her un-angry and un-depressed is getting her iPod back (more than getting back at Helen because we know that karma will do its part). So that means we MUST get her iPod back, by hook or by crook goddamnit.

Download the song How Six Songs Collide by Norwegian Recycling. It kicks butt! I heard a couple of guys playing this song while I was hanging out with NG (New Guy) at Cello’s last night. We were in the middle of another extensively sabaw conversation but I wasn’t really paying attention to what NG was saying because I was trying to listen to the Collide - I’m Yours - Here Without You - All That I Need - Superman medley (I think the order of the songs is messed up lol). And then NG noticed so he asked why I was so distracted. (1) Because I’m still not over the fact that one of our condomates is a klepto and that I have to kill her someday and (2) because the medley is so awesome! So then he went over to the other table to ask the guys if we could get a copy of the song. Then they were nice enough to tell us the title and the artist (and where we could download it).

Download! NOW!

Click on this link for more mashed up songs from Norwegian Recycling: http://freakei.multiply.com/music/item/52

omfg, Jaah just stumbled in our room drunk. I was waiting for her so that we could majorly ransack 607B. We found a couple of her Seventeen magazines there! Those biatches! Oh no they di-int! I’m so fucking itching to bring it awn!

They say that with age comes maturity… but no. We’re just about to mess up their room, scream like there’s no tomorrow, and curse our way to hell. Thank god Jaah’s brother is here to entertain us (by doing splits and making his boobs move) and stop us from doing crazy stuff.

So Jaah told me that she caught Helen using the iPod that has long been “missing” from our room. I don’t remember the exact details but what I do know is that WE ARE MAD! This is war! You don’t mess with Jaah and the Jolograms!

P.S. Sorry New Guy, you’re mathematical-retardedness is getting kinda old and you just can’t make me smile today. I’m sorry, I think your stupidity is starting to be frustrating. I’m sorry, I know I’m supposed to be watching Dark Knight with you right now but I’m just not in a good mood. I will stress-eat now, mkae? Oh but I do think the cookies are sweeeeeeeet. Great move (Gweyt beeh - Jet Li).

I can’t believe I dint go out with any of the guys today! Just yesterday I was figuring out a way to go out with both and this morning I was choosing between the two. But tonight, nada. Good job, world. Is this karma for my making a mad dash to the restroom to escape Mr. HH after class? All I wanted was to avoid a potentially awkward conversation with him which involves me making up some lame excuse to ditch him for the nth time. I really do feel guilty for the times that I’ve bailed out on him, I mean, we are friends on some shallow level and sometimes I get confused when to act like a friend and when to keep my guard up.

New Guy has the fever. And so do I. I hope I get to see him tomorrow. I don’t care if I’m feeling really sickly tomorrow. If he’s going, then I will haul my sizzling feverish ass there. What a lovely way to burn.

My roommates and I (aka Jaah and the Jolograms plus Zah) watched Mamma Mia! in Eastwood last night. The entire movie was so sabaw that we literally felt high and/or drunk after watching. Serena was right: Meryl Streep can sing (very very well indeed). So could Pierce Brosnan but then it felt so wrong and at the same time hilarious seeing him act in an un-007 kind of way. Will download the soundtrack ASAP (all hail piracy!). My favorite parts/songs: Chiquitita and Dancing Queen. Wutta laughtrip. This was the perfect movie for our window of freedom before the second wave of hellish school requirements.

There’s actually time for another movie today/tonight. Dark Knight, Dark Knight, Dark Knight! I’m just 30% sure about watching it with the AMF boys though. The prospect of going to the movie theater with a bunch of other hormonally-hyperactive guys just doesn’t sit too well with me. But it’s Dark friggin Knight! Watching Dark Knight with them though means that I’d be ditching New Guy today, and that idea doesn’t sit too well with me either. I think I’m gonna go with the New Guy this time.