Monday, March 27, 2006


Tomorrow will be the deliberations for my thesis. The thesis that I'm doing bit by painful bit, piecemeal, because of so many unforeseen circumstances. The thesis that is exhibit A when it comes to Murphy's law.

I'm praying as hard as I'm crying right now. And I mean VERY, VERY HARD.

Prayers and well wishes will be most appreciated after the hell I've been through.

Thanks and God bless you all.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Goodbye graduation.

Screw you people from the Panday production crew, SCREW YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!! >___________________<

Oh well, I suppose this is the only bit of advice the heavens gave me today:

You are the Chariot.

You are the Chariot.

The chariot is one of the most complex cards to define. On its most basic level, it implies war, a struggle, and an eventual, hard-won victory. Either over enemies, obstacles, nature, the beasts inside you, or to just get what you want. But there is a great deal more to it. The charioteer wears emblems of the sun, yet the sign behind this card is Cancer, the moon. The chariot is all about motion, and yet it is often shown as stationary.

What does this all mean? It means a union of opposites, like the black and white steeds. They pull in different directions, but must be (and can be!) made to go together in one direction. Control is required over opposing emotions, wants, needs, people, circumstances; bring them together and give them a single direction, your direction. Confidence is also needed and, most especially, motivation. The card can, in fact, indicate new motivation or inspiration, which gets a stagnant situation moving again. It can also imply, on a more pragmatic level, a trip (usually by car), a vehicle - in the shop for repairs if the card comes up reversed - or a message.

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Thursday, March 02, 2006

Campaigns. Please pass.

Free the Sagada 11. Stop police brutality.


Thanks guys. v^_^v

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Wala nang nagpapasaya sa akin.

My thesis is a mess, people who are supposed to be civil enough to at least reply with a "sorry, we can't help you right now" won't even call me back on important matters (particularly the production crews I've contacted for the purpose of my thesis), this fucking PC ain't working AGAIN (it hung for like... the nth time already, and my HDs decided one by one to just die), my broadcast journalism outline is screwed up, AND I read this fucking post.

This must be, "Hey let's make J_y miserable today!" day WEEK.

I'm trying not to cry (again) as I write this. But this is too much.

If no one hears from me tomorrow I do hope you will have it in your hearts to look for me, or to at least come to my funeral.

And I'm making this public - though screening comments - just to be emo.