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After I filed my blog leave, my router had one of its irregular mood swings. For four days, the Internet connection’s gone: my blog leave upgraded itself into an Internet leave, causing me to sleep earlier than planned. Quite beneficial. I admit that I panicked like a father finding a lost child, yeah, that feeling of addiction, the surge, the loneliness without it. Well, the router needs rest so I turned it off (for the second time since we bought it) for a whole day. And it worked again.

Like what Arnel says, yes, I am preparing for a new post.

Intrams was fun, after my right hand swollen from pressing the ice cream scoop and scorching my skin in the heat of the sun. Dealing with those elementary students was nasty, since they’re the top buyers of our ice cream booth. We earned 7700 for three days. Half of it for the school, half is for our club fund. Servitude’s something without a salary. Too bad. But the Intrams, great. Except that the most-watched event – Baseball – the Juniors overthrown the Seniors. Mga bading kasi, asa ng asa sa walk. But since the fight’s a double-elimination, they’ll eat dust. Red scumbags.

The newest sport on town, the Basketball Girls. Violations are adjusted, such as the five-step travelling. The game’s actually boring; those girls pinning themselves as topnotchers in backcourt violation, yet their three-point shots were totally unexpected. Nice. Volleyball’s pretty cool. My classmate was actually screaming, not of winning, but inside the clinic: with the nurse cleaning her injured leg, as she defines it: putangina, mas gusto ko pang ma-operahan. She did a nice shove.

With the rides: the Octopus – definitely an appetite-destroyer pero sobrang astig. The way I put it, it’s like “the last ride of your life”, since it’s damn great. You spin and rotate like whirlwinds in the air, you bounce, and the speed’s great! Catterpillar’s too boring, and the flying elephant must be for kids: pretending they don’t fear heights but ending in a disaster of throwing up their lunch.

As the Paulinian Prism (our school paper) layout artist, I am assigned to plot those sports articles and publish three or more copies for the Intrams Issue and the Editor-in-Chief would paste them at the canteen, the lobby, the gymnasium, and so on. And once again, servitude’s for free. Without salary. Yet my almost-numb right hand and my brain clasping like cymbals, vibrating thoroughly inside my consciousness, stressed, and being worried and occupied with so much things: it’s worth it. I enjoyed the Intrams, of being a Senior wherein the Freshmen would tell, hoy, may dadaan. Privileges.

Uhh, the Sophomores won the Cheering Competition. We’re second. Why? We helped the Sophies just to lose those Juniors. We are so busted. All the while, I enjoyed eating nachos. Prom’s near (either Feb 5 or 9).

And I passed USTET. It’s Psychology. And I’m waiting list in Journalism. Sayang, Journ pa mandin gusto ko.

~ by utakgago on January 28, 2007.