Archbishop Arenne

Oh hello! Are you new here? As far as we know, the only ones on this server are Arenne, Levantine, and me, Zweihander.

I thought so. You don't recognize me, do you?

Have we met somewhere?

You ARE slow, aren't you? What a dimwit.

*chuckle*

Am I missing out on something?

It's me Zweihander. It's Arenne.

Huh?

I just changed jobs. I worked hard to change from a High Priest to an Archbishop.

But your hair, does it come with the change?

Oh no. It's just that my old hairstyle doesn't suit my new attire.

Yeah. I thought that blonde hairstyle of yours was a real eyesore. Tch, good thing your hair's black now. It's much more softer on the eyes.

I'll take that as a complement, thank you.

It suits your new look well, Arenne.

Why thank you Zweihander. Not like some other people out there! Hmp.

But what made you decide to change classes?

It's because of Levantine.

Huh?

For me? Gimme a break.

I was unable to help him the last time. I changed classes so that I can help you guys more during times of need. I can protect myself better too now, so you don't need to worry about me that much.

I bet you still can't dodge too great. Heh. I think women in heels don't dodge AT ALL.

I can still cast Devotion on both of you, so don't worry. But hey, I'm sure you are more powerful now Arenne. Thanks for thinking of everyone's sake first before yours.

Arenne casts Canto Candidus. Levantine, Zweihander, and Arenne receives effects of Agility Up: AGI + 10.

Arenne casts Clementia. Levantine, Zweihander, and Arenne receives effects of Blessing: INT, DEX, STR + 10.

Arenne casts Prefatio. Levantine, Zweihander, and Arenne receives effects of Kyrie Eleison.

Arenne casts Coluceo Heal. Levantine, Zweihander, and Arenne heals 2984 HP.

Arenne casts Highness Heal on Zweihander. Zweihander recovers 11187 HP.

Wow. You really did get that strong, Arenne.

Yes, I have.

I am not changing to a Guillotine Cross, no matter what. Their armor stinks like hell.

The Unknown Condition of Levantine

Something is definitely bothering you, Levantine.

Shut up.

He's always like that, Zweihander. Not yet used to him? Come on, we've been together like forever.

But Arenne, Levantine seems different today.

What? He's still the ill-tempered foul-mouthed friend I know.

Shut up, both of you.

See what I mean?

It's just that I feel weak.

Oh wow, this is new. A sentence free from any expletives!

Shush, Arenne. Why? What are you feeling?



I don't know. I don't understand it myself.

Sorry September

Rolf lives to write. Each and every day, he never fails to satiate his drive to write about life, love, and people. He vividly expresses his thoughts with colorful words fresh with the hues of happiness and greatness. His sentences bring music to the seemingly monotonous clicking of the keys of his old keyboard. His words containing the imagery of his boundless imagination and deep reflections about the passing day immortalizes each and every memory into an invisible book free from the boundaries of time. He will just look at his dried daisy framed on the wall, and all manners of eloquence and ideas pours forth from his mind into his hands.

That daisy was given to him by someone special. It was given by a person whom he loved deeply, and whose memories he cherished for forever. The daisy is a reminder of how stagnant time felt the very first time their eyes met. With the minuscule increment of time, he felt each and every surreal feeling inside his deeply wounded heart.

But one uneventful day under a beautiful cerulean sky, the daisy of September died. Somehow, and for some reason, it fell to the concrete floor. The glass that enclosed it from the living air shattered into three pieces: the shard of the past, the piece of the present, and the glimpse of the future. The unique redness of the daisy turned into a lifeless and depressing shade of brown. Its beauty turned into a mourned sorrow as time took its recourse on the flower made eternal by his love.

All Rolf could do was cry. Time moved on, but whether Rolf was left behind or not remained unknown.

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Blog, sorry. Sadyang abala lang talaga ako at ang dami kong pinagdadaanan ngayon. Gusto ko nang sumuko, ngunit hindi ko rin alam kung bakit hindi ko kayang sumuko. Nalulungkot akong sabihin sa iyo na sa mga panahong ito, hindi ka makakatulong sa akin. Kailangan ko ng isang taong talagang makaiintindi ng aking kinalalagyan, ngunit iyan na rin ang problema: wala akong malapitan. Blog, sana kahit sa isang Sabado lang, maging tao ka at tulungan ako. Kailangan ko ngayon ng mayayakap.

Mugen Tags Levantine

(Oh no! Levantine was tagged by someone!)
(Shush Arenne! I'm pretty sure Levantine isn't enjoying this...)
(I have to tell him something. Back me up, okay?)

Arenne casts Assumptio on Zweihander and herself. All damage taken reduced to half.
Arenne casts Blessing on herself. STR, INT, and DEX increased by 10.
Arenne casts Angelus on their party. DEF increased by 10%.
Arenne casts Increase Agility on herself. AGI increased by 15, movespeed increased.
Zweihander casts Devotion on Arenne. Zweihander takes damage on Arenne's behalf.

Erm Levantine, go easy alright? Arenne suddenly bolts away.

(Well, that was pretty quick.)
(I know.)
Both of them sighs a breath of relief.

Where the heck is he anyway? Doing his pathetic homework? Graah. Just great.

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I'm tagged by Mugen to participate in this game which circulates in blogs. What the heck. I'm supposed to write six weird things about him, and probably about us as well. Agh.

First things first.

Rules
1. This game starts with 6 weird things about you.
2. People who got tagged need to write a blog entry of their own 6 weird things.
3. They should state this rule clearly as well.
4. At the end of the list, tag 6 people.
5. Don't forget to inform each newly-tagged person by posting a comment on his/her own blog.

Weird things about him, huh? I know a few. Not sure if I could complete the six, though. Argh. Arenne caught me here big time. No no, Mugen caught me off-guard. Levantine controls his temper.

(OMG! Is that Levantine holding his temper? Zweihander, quick! you HAVE to see this!)

First, he's the only six-footer I know who likes to squeeze himself into tight spaces, or curl himself into a tight ball. I guess he loves his long legs so much. Anyway, he would literally drown himself in pillows when he goes to sleep. He would hug one, put one in his back, and put another one on top of him. In buses, he would fit his skinny ass snugly in between the hips of two strangers instead of giving way to sit by the aisle. I don't know his reasons, and probably I don't really give a damn, either.
(He feels secure doing that, Levantine. He reassures his comfort zones every time he does that. Don't be an imbecile. I know you know that.)
(He's a very touchy person. He likes physical contact as he sees this as a sign of acceptance. He dislikes rejection, and I'm pretty sure you know that very well, Levantine.)
(No one would like to be rejected. That is a truth one cannot deny.)

Another thing is that he changes the way he walks every so often. He walks really fast as if he's in a hurry, then proudly walks with his chest erect. It is stupid to see him slightly sway his hips while he takes a wide stride, and after a while, his shoulders would move as he walked. Probably how Arenne and Zweihander walks. But when I'm the one walking, I let him walk and see nothing else but the path he's taking. No people, no talk, no nothing.
(Hey! I'm trying my best to walk properly you know! It's really hard especially when your hips are as sexy as mine!)
(That is the way of the warrior. Talk with dignity, and walk with valor.)

(Grr. I'm having a hard time...)

Ah that's right. He has remarkably long fingers, and most of them are disfigured in some way. His fingers are knobby when you touch them, and they are not straight, either. His three fingers are slightly curved backwards due to its length, and his pinkies are crooked like hell. When he puts his palms together, the tips of his fingers no longer touch each other. That's how deformed his hands are. What the heck, his feet and his knees are disfigured as well. Don't see him naked and you'll probably do just fine.
(OMG! I never imagined Levantine would say that!)
(Naked? Is this Levantine trying to show his sense of humor?)
(Now now, he can't possibly do anything about that, can he?)
(Yes. His knees being too wide and his feet being too square is a product of his genes.)

He's weight-conscious as well. This is so stupid since he's thirty or so pounds underweight. He constantly deafens me with his pleas to his gods to gain weight, but when he does, he sheds them off immediately. What the heck is wrong with him?
(Oh well. I understand him. Look at me? I'm so beautiful and sexy. I can't blame him if he wants to be lithe and agile like me.)
(That is not the case, Arenne. He constantly tries to build up his muscles, but fails in doing so -- another product of his lanky genes. And remember that he suffered a whole lot of ridicule from his brother when he was obe--uh chubby.)

If he has problems plaguing his poor tormented mind, he likes to walk. Actually, he loves to walk. He would walk the distance from Gateway to Philcoa, claiming that that provides him the opportunity to think about his stance in life and where his destiny would lead him. I pity him sometimes, but most of the time, I don't care. He could just jump off a building and die quickly, right? Heh, he's such a weakling.
(Don't say such foolish things Levantine.)
Arenne remains silent.
(Something troubling you, Arenne?)
(It's nothing, really.)

And yeah, the clock on his cellphone is forty minutes advanced. Take note that he still runs late even if this is the case. He wakes up early, but he's so lazy and sluggish in the morning. I guess he doesn't have enough agility increasing equipment like me. So much for punctuality, huh.
(I just wish I can cast Increase Agility on him every morning.)
(I can't understand why he moves so slow in the morning. He doesn't wear armor as heavy as mine, does he?)

That's six. Being the unlawful person that I am, I won't be tagging anyone else. This madness has to end.
Arenne and Zweihander reveals themselves to Levantine.
Good job!
You did great, Levantine. Praises are in order.
Hmph. Shut up. Assassins have their own code of dignity to follow.
(Mugen, you're MINE!)
I'll leave you be. My katars thirst for blood! My spirit quivers in RAGE!!
Wha?
Wait a minute!
Levantine casts Cloaking and disappears. Arenne casts Ruwach, but fails to uncover Levantine's whereabouts.
What was with that snicker of his?
Well, Levantine is Levantine. But he could have just said he has no one else to tag.
Neither do we, Arenne. Neither does he.

Shining Chronicles of the Silver Strand: Rebellious Truth

...

Mr. Wonka? Mr. Wonka?

...sorry, I was just having a flashback.

Do these flashbacks happen often?

It has been happening increasingly...

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His acolyte was just a job level away from being a priest. Due to his addiction to the online game in its beta stages back then, he stayed in the house of his best friend until nightfall, even during weekdays. He would Heal the undead instead of doing his homework. He would be seen staring intently at his friend's monitor as he cast supportive spells to his party members. He would cast Increase Agility and Blessing to himself whenever the buff period ends, and he would sit to regenerate his empty SP. Whenever a zombie prisoner would suddenly spawn beside him as he sat, he would hit the enter key and teleport away to safety. If things went bad and his luck ran out, his character would get a hit or two for an insane amount of damage, and die. His defense was still too weak as he concentrated in building up his intelligence to increase the potency of his Heal and to increase his maximum SP. His spell of Angelus offered little added defense to the dark attack of the hungry undead. Nonetheless, he would just respawn in Prontera beside the Kafra in the west gate, open a chatroom entitled "W> GH 700z" and warp himself and another character to Glast Heim.

While he was busy gaining precious job experience, he would text all sorts of messages to his parents to hide his whereabouts. He told him he was doing a Filipino project wherein he and his group mates needed to record a radio drama. Things went on unnoticed, and Sanjuras hastily continued the path to becoming a priest.

Or so he thought.

A week passed by, and after hours and hours of grinding, he finally became a priest. Members of Angelic Reignment instanly recognized his job transformation and congratulated him excessively. He was a hit in Glast Heim too. Other characters would follow him and stay beside him, as he provided them in their faith. He blessed them with the mercy of God, sang the songs for Mother Mary, chanted to the highest glory of God, laid his hands upon their heads and blessed them, and resurrected the souls of the fallen back to life. His new power to help other people with the priest spells Kyrie Eleison, Magnificat, Gloria, Impositio Manus, and Resurrection made him even more addicted into playing until the end of the world. He cared nothing about time and spent almost the entire evening in the house of his best friend, who has a superior internet connection and a top-of-the-line computer model.

But he didn't want to lie. But he was unable to do anything since the gleam of magic circles was too bright for him to see that his parents were worried. All he ever saw in his house was his old, useless computer.

Things became messy after quite some time. His parents later on found out what he was doing. A call to his best friend's mother was the catalyst needed to initiate Ragnarok, the end of his world.

All he remembers now is the vow he promised to himself. He promised to himself never to tell a lie again (at least to the people he truly knows and trusts) while he sat on their hallway, still dressed in his school uniform. He promised to always tell the truth as he cried and cried, wishing Sanjuras was real so that he could be saved from the terrible and inescapable situation he was in.

The very next day, he woke up to the sound of his mother speaking with someone in the telephone. Although he didn't mean to, he eavesdropped into something which later on he figured out as a complete lie.

Ipaaalam Ko Lang sa Iyo na...

...nakapagdecide na rin sila sa wakas kung ano ang project namin sa Ps140 lab. PC-controlled RC Car using Warning Sounds yata eh. Sorry ha, offline ako ng mga oras na iyon. Basta alam ko na ako ay kabilang (kasama sina Amboy at si Nelvin) dun sa gagawa nung collision alarm system.

...nasira na naman yung PC ko. Hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero ayaw na niyang pumasok sa Windows. Nadiskubre ko ito nung gagamit sana si Mamie ng PC nung Sabado dahil titingnan niya raw ang kaniyang email (na lagi namang walang new messages; maglalaro din siya siguro ng Bookworm na kung saan "SHORELINES" ang pinakamahabang salita na aking nagawa).

...birthday ni Honey Lynne nung Sabado, January 19. Kaarawan din nga pala iyan ni Tita Nene kung siya'y buhay pa ngayon. Tita Nene, sana ay masaya ka na sa piling nina Nanay at Tatay. Pasensiya ka na kung hindi ko na masyadong matandaan ang iyong mukha dahil dalawang taong gulang pa lang ako nung ikaw ay pumanaw. Ngunit alam kong mabait ka dahil taglay ito ng iyong kagandahan sa iyong mga larawan.

...maayos naman yung NSTP ko nung Sabado. Pumasok sina MC, Grace, Rose Ann, Yumin, Jonalou, at si Jude. Nagbutt spelling kami at naglaro ng "Arrange Yourselves According to..." dahil alam naman naming alam na nila ang tunog ng mga patinig na E, O, at U. Wala kaming magagawa, iyan ang nasa modules namin na bigay ng OSCI.

...nagtuturo ngayon si Felix ng Depth-First Search Algorithm. Nakikinig ba ako? Obviously medyo. Loves ko si Felix "Mugalicious Mugababes" Muga eh. Sana lang magbigay siya ng visual example kasi hindi ko maintindihan (kasi hindi ako nakikinig masyado). I'm a visual learner, you know.

...birthday ni Alfie kahapon. Too bad hindi na ulit siya nanlibre sa Timezone ng P4000.00 worth of credits. Sa huli kong kita kay Alf nung get together namin kina Lucky, mataba pa rin siya. Waha alam mo namang loves din kita Alf. Pinapakopya nga kita dati eh, remember?

...2 years na ang aking parasitic relationship with DrumMania. Parasitic dahil ako lang ang nakikinabang, at nasisira lang yung machine sa tuwing paggamit ko. Bilib ako sa DrumMania dahil namemeasure niya accurately ang aking "current status." Merong kantang natatapos ko na without danger, ngunit recently, twice nang lumabas ang mga katagang "Stage Failed." Napansin ko rin na ang karaniwang A/S/S sa PF5 at ang kadalasang A/S/A/B o 'di naman kaya'y S/S kung long version sa DM10 ay B/A/A at B/A/A/Fail o A/S lamang.

...sinubukan ko nang ayusin ang problema ko kahapon, kasabay ng pagiging dalawang taon ng aking parasitic relationship with DrumMania. Ngunit sasabihin kong parang nabigo ako. Hindi, nabigo pala talaga ako. O baka naman dahil inaasahan kong siya'y magrereply pa, ngunit hindi na pala? Ewan ko. Para tuloy akong tanga na every 5 minutes, tinitingnan kung may nagtext. Pero ngayon, narealize ko na parang isang parasitic relationship din ang aking nagawa, ako lamang ang nakikinabang habang siya ay hindi, ayon sa makitid kong pananaw. Gago, iba ito sa pagiging user-friendly. Hindi ako ganoong klaseng tao. O baka naman ganoon ang nangyari? Kapalaran ko bang manatili sa ganitong estado for life? Sorry talaga. Kung tama ngang ako ay naging isang parasite (in some sort of way na hindi ko maexplain), kalimutan mo na ako. Layuan mo na ako. You don't deserve to be slowed down by someone pathetic. Hindi na talaga ako magtataka this time around with this paradigm running up my narrow brain.

...akala ko maaayos ko na ang lahat, yun pala, hindi pa.

Pathetic. You are really pathetic. This is your fault anyway. You're not just pathetic, but you are a pathetic weakling as well. Go sit in your corner and die. The world will be better off without you, asshole.
I'm sorry to say but there is no turning back now. Don't lose faith. No, even if you lose faith, please don't stop believing. Please.
Just hold on a little longer. You just need more time.

Buti nga sana kung ganoon.

Ragnarok: End of the World

SERVER A: MT. SHASTA

Eh? Why the heck is this in our choices? Of course this should be always online. This is our primary server anyways.
Well, this server can cause a problem to balloon up into immeasurable proportions. It does not relieve anyway at all the traffic our system usually receives everyday. Emotions, academics, fatigue... Imagine the pressure, Arenne. I'm amazed that the system hasn't exploded with all that stress.
Well, this is still the primary server Zweihander. Closing this would like close everything else, right?

Isn't that what you want anyway?

SERVER STATUS: ONLINE

SERVER B: KATIPUNAN AVENUE

Well I have to say that this one shouldn't be closed.
Yes, totally. School can be a diversion for all that traffic you were talking about earlier. The system like studied for 5 hours a while ago. Wow. The system inspection by the History Department must be very thorough.
I don't like the system's school. Full of rich bastards who talk nothing about real life. Pathetic people. I should do a Meteor Assault right in the middle of those pathetic losers.
Well, this is for the future of our system. Do you agree?
Yes. I can see its effort to study well. It will be sad to see all that effort go to waste.
Whatever.

SERVER STATUS: ONLINE

SERVER C: BLOCK N

Wow. Very intriguing server.
Yes. This is like one of the most active servers in our system. But something happened recently that rattled the system. Other servers were severely disturbed.
Close it then.
But this one supports B. It can be dangerous if we just turn this one off.
Well, let's see then if this would continue to affect other servers. Let's leave this on for the meanwhile.

SERVER STATUS: ONLINE

SERVER D: ARTIST

This isn't a problem at all. This server isn't used very frequently. I'll vote to close this one.
But the system plans to paint his canvas shoes!
Then open it when he actually does paint it. Tch, really pathetic.
But the previous drawings of the system were hawt.
Uh, okay Arenne.

SERVER STATUS: OFFLINE

SERVER E: PS2 GAMER

Warriors Orochi!
Warriors Orochi!
Pathetic. The system doesn't even have his own PS2. I feel sorry for the guy who's lending him his.
Well, the server needs this to divert his attention. Besides, after tomorrow, his academic requirements won't be as heavy.
He has plans of actually buying one you know.

SERVER STATUS: ONLINE

SERVER F: OSU! BEATMAP CREATOR

Hm. I don't know about this one.
This is another diversion. Leave it on.
But E is on. This one might probably be left out.
Close it then.
Well I guess there won't be any harm in leaving it open.
Just open it when he actually creates one, just like D. We need to save resources as much as we can.

SERVER STATUS: OFFLINE

SERVER G: ESSENCE RO

The system hasn't accessed this one for a week.
I've noticed that too. His friends left him alone over there. So much for his +4 Strenuous Black Leather Boots that he worked so hard to get.
Pathetic.

SERVER STATUS: OFFLINE

SERVER H: COMPSAT

Another one.
Well, they are a happy bunch of people.
Well, the system does not access this one unless he's on C.
Pathetic. I'll close this one. Easy decision, no point in making this any longer.

SERVER STATUS: OFFLINE

SERVER I: INTROVERT

But the system likes being an introvert, doesn't he?
Yeah. And even if he doesn't, he can't stop it. Every time the system goes idle, his whole life flashes before his eyes. Well, I can't blame him. Sometimes he's with everyone he knows, but deep inside, he isn't present.
Hmph. He never solves his problems, does he?
Well, he's having a difficult time facing them. So the server just diverts everything elsewhere until the server traffic lowers to a tolerable level. But the problem is that traffic the server is diverting increases exponentially.
But if we turn this server off, won't the system be better?
Let's give it a try then. Zweihander tries to turn off this server. What? I can't turn it off!
Pathetic. What is the problem?
There is an error somewhere. I can't quite figure where.
Let me try then. Arenne casts Blessing on herself. INT, STR, DEX +10.
After an hour
Let's just leave this open. It seems that the system isn't allowing us to turn this server off.
Oh well.
Hmph. What an ass.

SERVER STATUS: ONLINE

SERVER J: BLOG TYPE 1

Catharsis is good. Just look at him post!
Whatever. His posts are full of resentment.
I'll leave this one on. It is good that the server is able to tell his own self about what is happening inside of him. Pretty weird, huh?
He's weird anyway.
Well, if it helps our system in any way possible, then we have no reason to turn it off.

SERVER STATUS: ONLINE

SERVER K: BLOG TYPE 2

He wanted to hurl when he visited someone's blog.
Because he's a weakling.
Why did the server want to vomit?
I said, because he's a weakling, damnit.
I don't know. Maybe because he realized something on the post he accessed.
Which post was it?
Arenne casts Angelus. Party's DEF+50%
Arenne casts Assumptio on Zweihander, Levantine, and herself. Damage Taken reduced to 1/2
What the heck, do you really need to do that?
Arenne casts Warp Portal. Zweihander, Levantine, and Arenne goes to the page the system read.
Arenne casts Warp Portal again after they read whatever is there.
See? Geez, I feel nauseous even with Angelus and Assumptio on.
Arenne casts Recovery on Zweihander, Levantine, and herself. Abnormal statuses are healed
Oh my. I feel sorry for our server.
Pathetic.
So? Are we keeping this one on or off?
Close it, damnit. If a weakling like him can't stand realities like that, then better close this one before he actually hurls on his keyboard.

SERVER STATUS: OFFLINE

SERVER L: SECRET SERVER

The system announced that this server will be closed. He calls this one his "house" or something.
What the fuck! Why did he use my name! That bastard! Levantine attacks system with Sonic Blow. System takes 8888 points of damage. System faints.
WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT FOR?! Arenne casts Resurrection on system. Zweihander casts Gloria Domini on Levantine. Levantine takes 2000 points of damage and SP is reduced by 60%. Arenne casts Lex Divina on Levantine, effectively shutting him up.
Jeez. He thought of that name even before you existed. Sometimes you can be a real pain Levantine. Just keep it cool.
Levantine uses a panacea. Shut up.
Well, I just remembered now. The system isn't going to that "house" or whatever he terms it because he is avoiding someone. When he was really down and frequented that place, that person was always there and talked to our system.
And then?
Maybe that person has bad breath. I won't blame him.
Whatever, Levantine. He fell for that person. He found the person to be "kind."
"Kind?" Wow. What a situation. Isn't this the same reason why the system is isolating himself terribly?
It is.
Hmph. Hope the computer of that person gets fixed so that that person has no more reason to communicate with our system.
I feel bad for our system. I mean, why does this have to happen to him?

SERVER STATUS: OFFLINE

High Ako sa Stress+Acads+*Secret Factor*

Nararamdaman kong umaagos ang aking dugo patungo sa aking utak. Sandali lang ha, iinom lang ako ng tubig. Itutuloy ko ang post kong ito mamaya ng kaunti.

(Matapos uminom ng tubig)
Grabe. Umiikot pa rin ang mundo ko. Dahil siguro sa kakabasa ng history. Parang nasusuka nga yata ako eh.

(Matapos tingnan ang EssenceRO)
Halos isang linggo na pala akong hindi naglalaro ng EssenceRO. Hay. Bakit ba ang sakit ng ulo ko bigla? Nakakairita naman talaga.

(Matapos pindutin ang close button ng tab ng isang blog)
Ayun. Ito pala yung rason ng aking pagkahilo. I want to hurl, honestly.

(Matapos maisip ang tag ng post kong ito)
Nakaramdam ulit ako ng isang wave ng hilo. Nanlalabo rin ang paningin ko.

(Matapos tingnan ang contacts sa YM)
Nakakainis naman. Bakit hindi pa rin niya ako ina-IM? Naiinip na ako. Tuloy, nahihilo pa rin ako. Ang labo naman ng mga pinagsasabi ko.

(Matapos ang wave number x ng pagkahilo)
Wala. Piga na ang utak ko. Ginawa ko kasi yung part 2, 3, at 4 nung project proposal namin mula 9:04 kagabi hanggang 6:17 kaninang umaga. Nagising ako ng mga alas-dos na, at may mga tao pa rin dahil may reunion si daddy dito sa bahay kanina. Nagbasa at nagnotes ako sa history ng halos dalawa't kalahating oras, at apat na topics lang ang aking nagawa. Patay. Long test na sa Tuesday, at hindi ko pa tapos basahin yung Mughal Empire at hindi ko pa nababasa at all yung tungkol sa British Sea Power ba yun.

Ang post na ito ay nagsisilbing tanda na sumusuko na naman si Rudolf sa laban. Lampa!

May nagsabi sa akin na kapag nalampasan ng isang tao ang dalawang pagtatangka sa sarili niyang buhay, lalabas siya bilang isang mas malakas na tao. Kapag nakita ng taong iyon na hindi pagpapakamatay ang solusyon, mababago ang kanyang pananaw sa buhay. Makakayanan na niya lahat ng pagsubok na kanyang haharapin. Naniwala ako sa mga sinabi niya, ngunit ngayon...

...nalaman kong nagkamali pala ako. Ang katotohanan, naging masyado na akong marupok na miski ang "pinakamadaling" solusyon sa lahat ng problema ay hindi ko na kayang gawin.

Bahala na nga.

Hmp. Lagi namang "bahala na nga" ang solusyon mo eh.

Sige nga, anong gagawin mo? Anong gagawin natin?

Eh di smile smile. Wala naman tayong magagawa diyan eh. Unfair talaga paminsan.

Punyeta naman.

Putangna talaga.

Bakit naman kasi ganito eh... (habang sinasabing ang mga katagang "Punyetang Putangna naman talaga!!" palabas ng kanyang right nostril).

Awts. Pahingi ngang Mighty Bond na hindi peke. Meron akong kailangang ayusin at gawing isa ulit.

Uy uy, hindi na masakit ulo ko.