/ 1:33:00 PM

{I started writing this last Monday but work *coughgotinthewaycough* so.. yeah.}



Teh Agenda.



Read, read, read.

Watch, watch, watch.

Write, write, write.



That was teh Gameplan.



I've OD'd on the first, barely squeezed in the second, and haven't even begun to cover the third. And before I knew it, the long break was *sob* over.



*thud*



+ Read +

I was on an internet binge Tuesday night of last week. And every night after that. Never mind that my not so trusty *coughuselesspieceofjunkcough* pc kept on hanging and restarting til I was close to pounding it into ickle bits of glass, plastic and metal. Never mind that my usual internet card and the two other back-ups all conspired to make my life an exercise in frustration. Ika nga'y ang desperado'y magsusumikap at sadyang gagawa ng paraan. I just scrimped and scrimped so that my internet hours would last me six friggin days (and nights). Weyl whadderyaknow.. it did. And that, my dears, took a whole lot of fasting.



Nope, I still haven't caught up with the 6 disks worth of compressed fanfic files I've intended to read earlier this week. Instead, I found myself downloading even more fanfics from other fandoms. *facepalm*



And when I wasn't online -- fanfic hunting or blog hopping or forum lurking -- I was usually immersed in the wonderful world of JD Robb's In Death series. I got to finish about 7 ebooks in all. *yayness* And I'm now on Day 4 of Rick Warren's The Purpose-Driven Life.



I've been a busy buzzy bee worm indeed.



+ Watch +

Fl!ck P!cks. I've been wanting to get a head start on the pile of vcds I've been meaning to watch since xmas. Heh. No such luck. I just got to watch a couple of movies. Two idiotic ones at that. *LOL* And I say that with a pinch of affection. Translation? Er.. I actually enjoyed watching Happy Texas and School of Rock. Both films, IMO, fall under the no-brainer category (re: just sit back, relax and leave your brain at the doorstep) which was exactly the kind of rest my bruised brain needed.



From Happy Texas: "Don't make me come after you. They're gonna shoot me!" ~ Ally Walker and Jeremy Northam's respective characters were having a something that was a little more than an LQ. They were going at it from opposite sides of the fence. And I mean, literally. He was behind the gates of a federal prison. *snerk*



"And you gonna be a funny little footnote on my epic ass." ~ Jack Black

And there was nothing really funny about that scene. Just that "epic ass" sounded good to me. Hee. Hmm, now about Jack Black... I still don't know if I like the dude or not. I just don't find him as "cool" as (I think) most people do. JB's the poster child for every effed up loozah. He's the "this is me, ya don't like it? then shove it up your skinny ass" antithesis of the usual Hollywood type. I gotta give him props for that. But sometimes, I get the impression that he's trying too hard to look like he doesn't give a sh*t about anything at all and he comes off looking OA, OB, OC, OD and OE (re: OverActing, OverBearing, Over Compensating, On Drugs and OverEager). Now that doesn't sit well with me. Gives me the heebeejeevies. But ya know.. I still don't know if I like him or not. Heh.



Now the Kids? They rock. Joan Cusack? She sooo rocks. Jack Black? Uhm, let me get back to you on that.



The West Wing. It's political. Martin Sheen's in it. It lorded over my fave shows in the awards derbies. And it's local airing was up against a show I was already into. So what's there to like huh? Pffft. Yeah, that was my reason for not watching when Studio23 was West Wing this and West Wing that a gazillion years ago. Several seasons later, it was still a toprated and award winning show. It beat out my fave tv actresses in the statue count and I was mildly pissed. So ano kayang meron sa show na itetch?! Well, colour me intrigued. So I decided to give it a chance. I tried. And then I tried some more. I must've tried watching this show about three or four times already and the result was unfailingly the same. I never got what the show was all about coz I always ended up sleeping through it. Yes, that boring.



Now a monster of a headache last Thursday left me with little choice but to curl into a ball and try to bury a whole into the mattress using my head. I wanted to sleep it off but the pain was too intense. I tried to force my fingers into my skull but that didn't work as well. So I opted for the usual. I turned on the tv to divert my attention. But being the holy day that it was, I could only count on the marathon to amuse me. I didn't bother with vcds coz I had no intention of keeping my eyes glued on the tube anyways. So there. Uy, West Wing marathon. I was lying on my belly, with my head propped up on a pillow, as I settled down to watch. Then I promptly fell asleep drifted in and out of sleep. Had that been a regular airing, I would've missed out on the show again. But being the marathon that it was, West Wing pa ren everytime I opened my eyes. *LOL*



But lo and behold, I got to watch the last 3-4 episodes (and I mean really watch) and then I felt my tvworld shift anew.



Now I've got one more show to add to my List, one more fandom to tuck under my fangirly and fanwanky arms.



*thud*



I like CJ already. And sometimes, that's all it takes. For me, at least. I start caring for a character and I end up sitting through the entire episode. And the next. Then I start caring for the whole episode and I end up wanting to watch the entire season. And the rest of 'em other seasons too.



Then I know at that instant that I'm a goner.



Coz once I start "researching" on the net, I'd just get sucked into shippyness and fanfics and all that.



I repeat, a goner.



So this gives me another problem. TWW is currently on Season 5 in the US so that leaves me with 5 seasons worth of catching up. *facepalm* And I don't think I know anyone who watches TWW on a regular basis.. so where in the world do I find someone whom I can borrow TWW vcds from?! *deepbreath* No, nuh-uh, not buying. I'm not at that point of neediness yet. So yeah. Not.Buying.Vcds. *on mantra-mode*



+ Write +

Hmmmkay, so I planned on doing a lot of writing during the break. Like...

... whipping the unfinished Alias fic into shape

... coming up with those long overdued friendster testis

... completing the individual sections of this blog

... getting back into my csific group

Or even just plain old random journaling.



I got as far as refining the first segment (of three parts) of the J/I Alias fic before Inspiration flew out the window and my Muse decided to just roll over and die.
*frustrated sigh* It simply wasn't meant to be. So I turned on the pc and went back to reading, reading and reading.



*****



{And now back to your regular programming..}

PROFILE: I am blah from class here and is born on 00/00/00, time. and so love me like this. I was so cute, I am totally an element that you'd never ever known, you can;t find it in the periodic table cause no one has even found it- I explode in your face just like potassium when it touches water, it's really explosive, you should really run away first before I do spark into flames and burn you alive! I love blasting my music as well, when love sync (elissa) let me hear Cry-Rihanna, i have been like addicted to it like drugs- oh wait. it's worse than drugs, it's better, more addictive than drugs. listen to that song! and this is one of my last blogskin that i will produce until the EOYs of 2008, cause i flunked Biology, ARGHS! OMG I SURE DIE LIKE !@#$% and i am emo now like under ltos of peer pressure and bad seniors.



having been in hwa chong institution (just like make it long so you can preview a long post or wad that fits right down underneath which i think i shall crap all day today) my eyes have been wanting to close since 20:00 (8PM)), I was so tired, cause the syllabus in hwachong is really so hard that no one can sleep really well. The new CSE classes (aka. Centre for Scholaristic Excellence) and is also known for it's famous nickname Cannot Sleep Everyday or Early. Is like even the teachers know, so the homework is reduced, but it's like OMG! will die, this year already so hard, next year i say "die!" mati already lar. arghs!NEXT, A RIOT OF COLORS, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME. AND I KNOW THAT I BRUISE EASILY. LEAP OF FATE LIKE i never know and i'm learning to fly and a safety net to cushion the blow. and i feel so suicidal and note "I BRUISE EASILY" and be gentle when you handle me.




hello once again, i have been having nightmares,no one is doing work for my project , whcih is true. supposed to do "family planning" is like whatever lar, when will we be able to use it not like very soon we are gonna have kids, settle down, earn money have NSman relief or whatsoever or even Children Relief, is like wtf. I am eating CIGAR ROLLS, they are vilina flavoured and jsut finished my bowl of ice cream which tasted so mixed, haha btu it was ncie to me (: I like mix of flavours liek suddenly a RIOT of colors and A EXPLOSION of taste! I mean like it's really impactful come to think about it, and cause my project has to be handed in by friday so i shall rush typign finish this retarded paragraph. like hello! ello! buhello! darkdegree will go on HIATUS soon. and i am so emo, i feel like slashing my wrist now, it's true adn don't look down on me for that i know people discriminate.

see you there at hiatus land.

/ 1:33:00 PM

{I started writing this last Monday but work *coughgotinthewaycough* so.. yeah.}



Teh Agenda.



Read, read, read.

Watch, watch, watch.

Write, write, write.



That was teh Gameplan.



I've OD'd on the first, barely squeezed in the second, and haven't even begun to cover the third. And before I knew it, the long break was *sob* over.



*thud*



+ Read +

I was on an internet binge Tuesday night of last week. And every night after that. Never mind that my not so trusty *coughuselesspieceofjunkcough* pc kept on hanging and restarting til I was close to pounding it into ickle bits of glass, plastic and metal. Never mind that my usual internet card and the two other back-ups all conspired to make my life an exercise in frustration. Ika nga'y ang desperado'y magsusumikap at sadyang gagawa ng paraan. I just scrimped and scrimped so that my internet hours would last me six friggin days (and nights). Weyl whadderyaknow.. it did. And that, my dears, took a whole lot of fasting.



Nope, I still haven't caught up with the 6 disks worth of compressed fanfic files I've intended to read earlier this week. Instead, I found myself downloading even more fanfics from other fandoms. *facepalm*



And when I wasn't online -- fanfic hunting or blog hopping or forum lurking -- I was usually immersed in the wonderful world of JD Robb's In Death series. I got to finish about 7 ebooks in all. *yayness* And I'm now on Day 4 of Rick Warren's The Purpose-Driven Life.



I've been a busy buzzy bee worm indeed.



+ Watch +

Fl!ck P!cks. I've been wanting to get a head start on the pile of vcds I've been meaning to watch since xmas. Heh. No such luck. I just got to watch a couple of movies. Two idiotic ones at that. *LOL* And I say that with a pinch of affection. Translation? Er.. I actually enjoyed watching Happy Texas and School of Rock. Both films, IMO, fall under the no-brainer category (re: just sit back, relax and leave your brain at the doorstep) which was exactly the kind of rest my bruised brain needed.



From Happy Texas: "Don't make me come after you. They're gonna shoot me!" ~ Ally Walker and Jeremy Northam's respective characters were having a something that was a little more than an LQ. They were going at it from opposite sides of the fence. And I mean, literally. He was behind the gates of a federal prison. *snerk*



"And you gonna be a funny little footnote on my epic ass." ~ Jack Black

And there was nothing really funny about that scene. Just that "epic ass" sounded good to me. Hee. Hmm, now about Jack Black... I still don't know if I like the dude or not. I just don't find him as "cool" as (I think) most people do. JB's the poster child for every effed up loozah. He's the "this is me, ya don't like it? then shove it up your skinny ass" antithesis of the usual Hollywood type. I gotta give him props for that. But sometimes, I get the impression that he's trying too hard to look like he doesn't give a sh*t about anything at all and he comes off looking OA, OB, OC, OD and OE (re: OverActing, OverBearing, Over Compensating, On Drugs and OverEager). Now that doesn't sit well with me. Gives me the heebeejeevies. But ya know.. I still don't know if I like him or not. Heh.



Now the Kids? They rock. Joan Cusack? She sooo rocks. Jack Black? Uhm, let me get back to you on that.



The West Wing. It's political. Martin Sheen's in it. It lorded over my fave shows in the awards derbies. And it's local airing was up against a show I was already into. So what's there to like huh? Pffft. Yeah, that was my reason for not watching when Studio23 was West Wing this and West Wing that a gazillion years ago. Several seasons later, it was still a toprated and award winning show. It beat out my fave tv actresses in the statue count and I was mildly pissed. So ano kayang meron sa show na itetch?! Well, colour me intrigued. So I decided to give it a chance. I tried. And then I tried some more. I must've tried watching this show about three or four times already and the result was unfailingly the same. I never got what the show was all about coz I always ended up sleeping through it. Yes, that boring.



Now a monster of a headache last Thursday left me with little choice but to curl into a ball and try to bury a whole into the mattress using my head. I wanted to sleep it off but the pain was too intense. I tried to force my fingers into my skull but that didn't work as well. So I opted for the usual. I turned on the tv to divert my attention. But being the holy day that it was, I could only count on the marathon to amuse me. I didn't bother with vcds coz I had no intention of keeping my eyes glued on the tube anyways. So there. Uy, West Wing marathon. I was lying on my belly, with my head propped up on a pillow, as I settled down to watch. Then I promptly fell asleep drifted in and out of sleep. Had that been a regular airing, I would've missed out on the show again. But being the marathon that it was, West Wing pa ren everytime I opened my eyes. *LOL*



But lo and behold, I got to watch the last 3-4 episodes (and I mean really watch) and then I felt my tvworld shift anew.



Now I've got one more show to add to my List, one more fandom to tuck under my fangirly and fanwanky arms.



*thud*



I like CJ already. And sometimes, that's all it takes. For me, at least. I start caring for a character and I end up sitting through the entire episode. And the next. Then I start caring for the whole episode and I end up wanting to watch the entire season. And the rest of 'em other seasons too.



Then I know at that instant that I'm a goner.



Coz once I start "researching" on the net, I'd just get sucked into shippyness and fanfics and all that.



I repeat, a goner.



So this gives me another problem. TWW is currently on Season 5 in the US so that leaves me with 5 seasons worth of catching up. *facepalm* And I don't think I know anyone who watches TWW on a regular basis.. so where in the world do I find someone whom I can borrow TWW vcds from?! *deepbreath* No, nuh-uh, not buying. I'm not at that point of neediness yet. So yeah. Not.Buying.Vcds. *on mantra-mode*



+ Write +

Hmmmkay, so I planned on doing a lot of writing during the break. Like...

... whipping the unfinished Alias fic into shape

... coming up with those long overdued friendster testis

... completing the individual sections of this blog

... getting back into my csific group

Or even just plain old random journaling.



I got as far as refining the first segment (of three parts) of the J/I Alias fic before Inspiration flew out the window and my Muse decided to just roll over and die.
*frustrated sigh* It simply wasn't meant to be. So I turned on the pc and went back to reading, reading and reading.



*****



{And now back to your regular programming..}