the original sim

this whole 'unlimited' mania via network to network texting, serves not to unite and draw people closer. instead, it tends to divide the users and alienate those who are not of their kind. despite the obvious joys in being able to text till you drop, it's not too fun when you have the one sim that cannot be texted.

the whole point of dishing out this privilege is to encourage people to switch from their old sims to new ones. for a few measly pesos, a maintaining balance of P1, you get to text every entry in your phonebook (this is saying something as some phonebooks contain like 300 entries) for a day, 3 days or even a whole week- as long as they are of the same network. many of my friends instantly got hook, and went 'unli ako' , which by the way is really irritating. however, as one of the few who maintains a 'one-sim' policy only, this whole 'unli' thing is unfair!

maintaining the P1 balance is so crucial that 'unli' texters create a whole hubble of their own. they are sooo involved with their own 'unli' universe, connecting with other 'unli' people, that they totally forget other un-unli people exist. they seem to forget that the purpose of a phone is after all to connect and maintain relationships with other people, not alienate them and leave them- or their sims- out to rot.

the complete isolation that i experienced (i had no idea as to what was going on in the world- i only realized that something had happened, after it happened!) i was compelled to break my 'one-sim' policy. what use is your sim if nobody even dares send you a message for fear of losing their 'unli' privilege? as the adage goes, if you cant stop them, join them. now i have 3 different sims to suit the needs of the times. however, i dont like the consequences. right now, i have to switch from one sim to another almost at a frantic pace, and my phone is taking its toll. my friends and classmates do not know whether to text one number or another. i have lost contact with other people, even when i gained contact with the other. maintaining two sims with one phone is frustrating for both the owner and the company she keeps. and this is exactly what i did. i wished i never even bought another sim!

despite the perks and the ups i have had with my other sim (free text to all networks for 11 days!), i am glad that the unli frenzy is over. no more alienation, no more isolation, no more people feeling rejected. now its back to my original sim.

junior bliss and blues

now that i think about it, i'm a junior.

*silence

that's basically the train of thought that bothered/delighted/surprised me now that i have the time to actually do nothing.

so, for the sophies, freshies and those who are still below the junior line, some tidbits on the bliss and blues on being a junior:

bliss:
1. you get to lord your presence over people. seniors are still ahead of you in this department, but they pretty much let you have you way. training for your primadonna days to come..^^v
2. tardiness and absences privilege. contrary to popular beliefs, teachers are pretty lenient with your lateness and absences. see those upperclassmen strutting their stuff? they're actually late. but do they care?nooo000o...
3. pasang awa grades. teachers do have hearts. as juniors and seniors, they tend to pass you for the sake of passing. kakaawa naman rin pag nahulog ka pa sa minors mo for the nth time.
4. great schedules. for some, mind you. you do practically nothing. even in duty hours you get lots of free time (you coerce the younger years to do the job for you,ahihi)
5. daydreams. this is the year where you get to dream. remember the adage 'so near yet so far? holds true here. you'll start planning your future, even start networking and all. be careful, mind. dont count your chickens until they hatch.

and then some. ok for the flip side.

blues
1. pressure. yeah they still exist. double even. not only in the academic arena, but in the extracurricular activities as well. remember, you are the next in line for the leadership department in your college so most of the brunt of the work is bequethed to you and your lazy a$$. holds true for nursing students. pressure to study is definitely here
2. exam prospects. you get the jitters for the exams (i.e. board, CG..) this early. you see your seniors suffering and it actually transfers. no wonder the fashion statement for the juniors are racoon-eyes and saliva-crusted lips.
3. hypochondriac-syndrome. too much exposure and studying of diseases will cause you to manifest the symptoms. dont be surprise if you actually start suspecting that you have ulcer, cancer or are pregnant. its part of the job. hmm...are you???

not much blues neh?? actually i dont like to delve more into it.

see you in your junior years.

blowing off steam pipol

long time.

yeah time. time is a luxury i dont have. well you could also include a computer, phone, home connection...gets?? cant indulge the habit. but i guess its not a habit unless you do it, like, everyday. blogging is definitely not a habit then. hobby?? sure. only i obsess about it sometimes, so its more than a hobby. obsession? its like always. i did say sometimes. *chucks the idea of blogging as a habit/hobby/obsession in the drawer of the things i can never figure out*

to start something is one thing. to continue on doing it is another. my attention span this days is approximately an hour and a half in classroom lectures, 30 minutes maximum in cloudy weather. hmmm, another case of attention deficit disorder. my point?? oooooohhhh look at the fancy graphics!!! cool, awesome! hey i wonder what would happen if i do this...???

guess you could call me lucky. 2 weeks...2 weeks of freedom from classes, and total boredom. after all vacation is a day where you do nothing for the whole day. 2 weeks of that and i am biting my toenails. the sleep is good, the rest and relaxation is better. but (yeah kill me now!) i miss the pressure and fun of school routine and work. it keeps the ol' think-tank busy (if i have one ahehehe). then there's the bread..the dough..the money. *intermission: throwing a tantrum...aaaahh i wanna get rich sooo badly!!!~

i am finally returning to my roots!! slam dunk reruns here i come. its good to look back to where you come from. ultimately they are the comforts that are constant in a world that changes every second. i cant keep up with the cost of living today, hence i miss out the comforts of today. im glad i have rukawa and micchy to cheer me up. oldies are always the goodies.

we won? my gosh we won? yeah, another fiesta down and BSN holds on to their title. i am actually proud *sheepish grin* you cant go on hating them when you're one of them right. its actually kind of nice to be here. so there ya go. another confession.

i wanna do something relevant, something significant and worthwhile. *cheese!!!its positively dripping with cheese!!*

whew! i needed that. till the next steam arrives...

my crappy existence

*can fall under the category of existensialistic crap

ok, here's my confession. i am a nobody. as much as i would try to be somebody, the elusive identity just, well, eludes me. i am in the middle of a late-adolescence identity crisis. my crisis: who the hell am i? yah, u hear it everyday from angsty, rebellious and depressed teenagers. i dont fall in any of those categories. angsty..nah, rebellious...nah, depressed..not. hell i cant even identify with the classified subgroups of the teenage world.

it boils down to one thing right?? to fit and be recognized.

so what to do, me asks? go to the old staple: pretend to be someone else. unfortunately u cant. as much as u would actually like to be someone else, to be smart, to be witty, to be cool the true u will always manage to creep out and infest your current image.

i wanna be me. but then who the hell am i anyway?

i have a crappy existence. and i cant do anything about it.

awww.