here my angsty rant

life sucks right now. schoolwork is piling up and my computer at home won't start. it kept showing this blue screen and tells me that there is this error. when i try to restart it gives me the same blue screen again. i might be going to a repair shop this weekend just to get it fixed before i need it for papers and such.

aside from that, my life is pretty much on track. "No one ever said that there's an easy way..." -With a Smile, Eraserheads. see? i'm pretty much optimisitic about this whole hectic sophomore year. aside from that i have math to worry about but i think i can breathe a little since my professor is pretty much okay and she doesn't look like she'll bite any of our heads off. the rest is all toxicity. these professors gave us tons of readings to finish and homeworks to do before our next meeting. oh well. this is college life so i might as well deal with it while i'm here. afterall, i do want to graduate and hang my diploma on the wall.

oh, and i'm in a computer place here at RP (the mall nearest to my school) and i get really paranoid when someone passes by my back. i feel like there are eyes reading what i am typing and watching my every move. i am pathetic, yes but you can't blame a girl who was a victim of such perverts just the other day. yes, victim of a pervert a few days ago in an FX. i don't want to go through what happened but i did cry when i get home while telling our housekeeper about what happened and cried even harder when i phoned my sister and told her. you guys should watch out! commuters out there, beware. really. i thought i was a tough girl when it comes to commuting but after that incident? i don't think there is a safe place anymore :(

on the brighter side, my sister absolutely loved the bracelet i gave her for her birthday. i even wrote a short note before i handed to her at the eve of her birthday and she said she felt like crying. awww.

so anyway, that's basically my life as of now. i wish i could read fiction books but i can't because i have to prioritize schoolwork first. gahh. i can't believe what i'm saying.

okay bye, for now :)

does anybody even read this journal? oh well.

this is Gail drowning in nostalgia

i didn't do anything today but be my lazy self. it was fun catching up with my friends from Burma. they were my former classmates in grade school. some with whom i actually grew up with. imagine being with them for 6 years or more and then bumping into them 6 years after. most of them are out of Myanmar, studying for college. Htike is in the U.S., Patrick and Khine Mar are in Australia, Phyo is in England (i think), and Esther is still in Myanmar. i saw Patrick, Khine Mar and Htike online. it was fun :) i'm glad they still remembered me. Patrick said he lives near my old house back in Myanmar, at the same road! how cool is that? i miss that house. it's such a huge place with three big gardens and a wide lawn to play at. the house itself is pretty especially when my mother decorated it herself with all the antique furniture. i can still remember every single detail about that house and how i loved it when the day is sunny and daylight would pass through the windows. it made the whole living room light up and cozy.

i remember my dog- Bonnie. he is a white terrier with brown spots. he's an adorable and smart dog. we had to leave him when we left Myanmar :( it was so sad.

i have lots of memories in that country. heck, i grew up there! i spent 8 years of my childhood there and it somehow became a home to me considering the fact that my sister and i were more fluent in Burmese than in Tagalog during those years.

the friends were amazing too. i went to the Diplomatic School in Yangon and my classmates were of different nationalities: Thai, Burmese, Chinese, Indonesian, Australian, Egyptian, Indian, Pakistani, and Korean. My school was a melting pot of different races but we somehow became one through the Burmese language. all of us were fluent since we grew up in the country so English and Burmese were widely spoken.

Myanmar felt like a home :) i kind of miss the place. i wonder how it looks like now. i can see that the Aung San Suu Kyi hoopla isn't over yet. i think it is far from over. i still remember seeing her while passing through the road where her house was. she stood behind the gate with the Burmese army guards around her as she talked to her supporters. poor lady. did you know that her husband is an English journalist and that she has two daughters who now lives in England? i can't imagine being a mother without being with her family. i remember having a biography of her life when i was little. i didn't use to care about who she was. all i know was that she was someone popular and a threat to the Burmese government. i should have kept the book :(

help me, i am drowning in nostalgia right now.

skipping school is fun minus the guilt

it's a beautiful day outside. it's not too hot, it's not too cool either. the weather is just right with the light breeze blowing in and out of this room. i find it rare to have days like these. usually it's humid and it's annoying but today is just right :)

i'm glad i skipped school today because i was at school the whole day yesterday without a single professor. i had to wait for them to come in for their classes but not one showed up. today i only have one class so i thought that the professor is probably not going to be there so i didn't go.

i'm going to watch a Paolo Santos-Jimmy Bondoc gig tonight with Nilo. i'm actually looking forward for that because i think Paolo Santos rocks.

right after i finish my lunch i am going to write a Palanca (those letters you give to your friends for retreat) letter for Nilo. he's going away for three days in Tagaytay for his annual retreat and he wants me to write him a letter. it has been a while since i wrote a letter with a pen and paper. i don't know what to say but i'm sure i can think of many things since i've known him for a few months already.

this will be all. i'm out for the afternoon. have a lovely monday afternoon.

new journal for me

another new journal to hide myself from the rest of cyberspace. this shall be a fresh new start. i wish, i hope.