Days 19-24: Just one more week now...

Well this week seemed to be a record low for me... in terms of my outfits. Since it was cold, all I wore were the chinos, the shirt I woke up with, and a coat. It's either wet or windy... Gah...

Well, I'm done with my linguistics course~ Sort of... I finished my final paper and the final group presentation's looking good. Ironically, this makes me even more reluctant to finish the 40 pages I have left for my other courses... 20 by this Friday, and the remaining 20 by the following Wednesday.

This is enough to make a middle-aged lumberjack to cry tears that can flood the entire nation...

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I... don't see how that could ever possibly relate to my own misery.

Day 18: I sound different...

I thought I'd never need to wear wool again for a season or two... Well, I've been proven wrong:

Hang on... what's that behind me...?

Ahh. That... made me ill. I'm now plagued with the flu and a bad cough. This should not be happening to me when it's a fortnight away from the end of semester....

Days... 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17: I told you I would be gone for a while...

Day 12:

Meh... Just a regular Tuesday...

Day 13:

Well... I was lazy to put on anything really. I almost ran out in my PJs, but I decided to put on the chinos in the end... with a belt... and the cardigan. Though, I did spend quite some time deciding flip flops or shoes. Part of the motivation also stemmed from the fact that I had been invited to do a reading of my published story, so I guess I had to make some sort of an "appearance."

Here's proof:

Spot the odd one out. 8) It shouldn't be that difficult.

Day 14:

Class was cancelled. So I practically lounged in my room all day with messy hair and... well, messy hair.

Day 15:

Damp. Just... Eurgh... Misery misery misery. I swore not to wear anything made of wool the day the sun came up and I was forced to put on a thicker jacket just because it was so cold. Dang it. I forgot to take a picture, though... My apologies. Other than that, it was just the chinos and my my slumber (to those who understand... "selamba") shirt.

Days 16 & 17:

Weekend. Need I say more?

I guess I'm beginning to see my relationship with this blog as a relationship "relationship"--the longer the separation, the more excited I am "meet" it again. What can I say about the past week? Just more literature that fucks with my mind. Oh and final projects too. I've got my coffee by my side so I'm well equipped. I'm adamant on finishing my linguistics narrative tonight, so we'll see where that goes~

I'm feelin' PRODUCTIVE.

Days... 8, 9, 10 & 11: Wow...

Day 8:

Day 10:

Day 11:

For Friday and Sunday, I had to put on formalwear because of two honors convocations I attended. Otherwise, I literally exeunt my room in PJs... In my defense, I only had one class on Friday (my linguistics course had been cancelled) and, well, it was a Sunday.

Now aside from the final projects I have, I need to do my laundry. It's been put off since Friday and I'm about to run out of my... ahem. Not good. While I'll be doing this, my barley will be boiling and I can't somehow tilt the lid in a satisfactory angle--I want it to boil but I don't want it to spill over the cooker. Well... this is what I get for using a rice cooker with only two preset options--"Warm" or "Cook."

I find the structure of my sentences primal... somehow.

Oh, in addition, there's a high chance that I might be on hiatus for about a fortnight or so. The pictures will be up, no less, though that's gonna be it until the end of April. Two weeks is one heck of a short period to finish 40~50 pages...

Day 7: Wet wet wet

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Splish. Splash. Splish.

Sigh...

I didn't even bother to change since it's so...

Day 6: I almost missed today's as well...

I forgot to take today's photo too! Gah... But it wasn't very different from yesterday's outfit. I wore the shorts again with the striped shirt. The other striped shirt. Otherwise, nothing much going on 'cept for my sudden addiction to my PSP. Which is uncanny in my opinion since just the week before, I was ready to bash it to the ground due to frustration. Oh well.

Day 5: I know I missed...

And then it got too warm for the cardigan...

Day 4: Plastic...?

So... I wrapped my assignment in plastic and handed it in to Dr. Vogt... I wonder if he'll get the statement... Oh well, he likes avant-garde, so I hope that would appeal to him in some way.

Day 3: Okay... so I wouldn't be sleeping tonight after all

Only because I slept for most of the day. Even though it was a beautiful day. Now, it's just cold and windy. Well, I've got my mug of coffee and I'm prepared for another night of complete academic isolation.

Oh, before I leave, I find this a little ironic: IF one is prepared to leave Facebook for 3 weeks, in hopes of separating oneself from an addictive social network website, why continue to use Twitter then?

... hmm... Let me rephrase that.

I find it funny, somehow, that some people would refrain themselves from using Facebook, yet still maintain they're reachable via Twitter. Why not go all out? Just stick to emails . Remove all notifications from Facebook/Twitter to avoid temptation/distraction. Sure, in this time and age, technology seems almost inseparable to us. We're virtually married to it. And it makes me quiver to think that the longhand might be extinct in a decade or so... Think about it, all it takes are high schools to implement using computers for assignments and ta-dah, no one would care about legibility anymore since everything can be done with a keyboard. Is it... sad? Or is it just an evolution of language itself that I should learn to accept?

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Waaaay off topic here.

Anyway, I just thought it interesting how we occasionally act. We say something, and then we subtly defy them. We live in a paradox. We are a paradox. Nothing makes sense anymore! I blame Ander Monson's Other Electricities... Since he mentioned that the book was supposed to be uncomfortable to the reader, I couldn't bring myself to finish all of the stories. Out of 159 pages, I stopped at 139. Mindfuck. MindfuckED.

Language poetry... Hmm...

Day 2: Time to pull it together!

Ta-dah~ I think I skipped this process for the past two months, so I'm indoctrinating it once again. The chinos are lavender, though it isn't very obvious here...

So, it's work night on a Saturday and I'm feeling pumped! Sure it's the weekend, but I wanna sleep on Sunday night, so might as well "cram" now.

8th Month, Day 1

Happy April Fools' Day! Thought I'd wear something loud just for the occasion... Both the shirt and pants are part of the six items anyway. The glasses, however, was borrowed. It's a little skewed to the right... Still, it completes the whole geek chic look.

I'll be posting the other items tomorrow, since my night has been spent entirely on scrubbing shoes... Yes, the damnation for not discovering talc as a solution to sweaty feet. But they're clean now, so I'm happy~ What a way to celebrate April Fools'.