A Candle in the Dark

Thank you for being my source of light when everything else is dark and blurry. Thank you for lighting my way when I don't know where to go. Thank you for giving me courage when I'm so scared of what I couldn't see. Thank you for being there when no one else is. And, after all you've given me, I'm really sorry for being so selfish.

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As a side note, I took this photo last night when the electricity was cut due to the typhoon. I was so bored that I took my camera and started taking pictures in the dark. I didn't use the camera flash because I was scared that I may photograph something scary. Haha.

Can we just stop and talk awhile?

Sometimes, life can be just too fast for us. Too fast that we can't even find time to have a decent conversation. Too fast that we can't even get past the usual greetings and well-wishes. Too fast that we don't seem to find any topic interesting enough to talk about. It saddens me that we think we know what's happening in each other's life, but we actually don't. I just hope life slows down a bit for us. That way, we could catch up - with life, and with each other.

Maybe you don't even know how I'm feeling right now.

And, I don't probably have the slightest idea of how you're feeling.

I'm in Hufflepuff!

I've started using Pottermore. This is really addicting!
Anyway, in Pottermore, you'll be able to explore book chapters in an interactive kind of way. You will also be able to buy your own wand and be sorted to your house based on how you answer several questions.


I got the following:

I can't wait to continue exploring Hogwarts, however, I need to go to (my real) school now. :P


To anyone who has a Pottermore account, do add me up (RuneSand208); I would love to duel with you! Haha! :)

That feeling when..

...you FINALLY see this in your e-mail:

And, you EXCITEDLY clicked the link.
And then, you end up with THIS:

T____________T

LET ME EXPLORE POTTERMORE!

You are NOT the king of the road.

I would like to dedicate this post to my growing displeasure on bus drivers - especially those who think that they have the whole road all to themselves.


As far as I can remember, I never liked riding city buses (provincial buses seem better). Before, it was just because too many people ride buses and, owing to my being claustrophobic, I was never comfortable being in one. However, some of my friends find riding buses more convenient than other means of public transportation. Whether due to its size or speed, I am not sure.


Now that I also know how to drive, I just can't understand why bus drivers find it difficult to obey traffic rules and regulations. Why can't they drive within the specified speed limit? Why do they have to swerve without care? Why do they have to speed up and block you when they see you carefully moving to the side? Why do they have to suddenly stop at the middle of the highway? Why do they have to race each other without consideration to other vehicles?


Most of the time, whenever I hear a news on road accidents, a bus is involved. That's another reason why I don't like riding it or even being near it when I'm driving. The increasing number of accidents involving buses is rather alarming. I remember a commercial in one FM station said, "Buses won't move over so it's up to you to yield." I know I have no control on this. If I'm concerned with my safety, it's up to me to avoid the dangers that I'm aware of. However, I'm really hoping that something will be done to control these buses, and that no one will ever again fall victim to their carelessness.

Hell week(s)

It's that time of the semester again when teachers seem to simultaneously think that they want to give an exam. Why do exams have to be scheduled on the same week? I have no idea.

Part of this hell week process is the piling amount of hand-outs and readings (I suddenly remember my professor cruelly emphasizing the difference between the two during my Chem 153. Gahh, bad memories.). Imagine the amount of paper we have to waste for all those photocopies of lectures, sample exams and book chapters which we hardly finish reading. Well, I must admit that I do have my fair share of waste, too.

I find it rather hard not to study from a printed material. For me, there is a difference between studying from a printed lecture and from your computer. I find the latter less effective and more eye straining. I guess we just have to make sure that we only print what we need, and that we maximize the use of everything that we print. Maybe then that'll make the waste all worth it.

Been there. Or not.

(This photo doesn't exactly describe what I'll be talking about. But, hey. Quarter-life crisis. Quarter-life. Quarter. I know you get it.)

I remember a conversation I had with a friend about quarter-life crisis, and how to know if you're experiencing it. She made me read an article* about it which made me wonder if I have already faced this life's conflict. That time, I thought I had.

Before I started my MS degree, I was so frustrated that my life's not coming up to my expectations. I already passed my board exam but, there I was, spending time at home and just waiting (impatiently, I must add) for June to come. I knew that I want to pursue a master's degree, however waiting is never really easy. Seeing my classmates finding a job and earning money made me think, "What on earth am I doing, sitting around here all day?!" Those were the longest 6 months I've ever experienced.

But recently, I realized that I may not exactly had a quarter-life crisis. Learning about my friends' stories about them not liking their jobs or feeling that they don't have the job they want/deserve, I thought that what I experienced before was nothing but a mere case of envy. Envy because they had already entered the real world, and I didn't. Envy because there they were achieving something, while I was just there waiting. But all of these feelings ended when I started my graduate course.

About a year and a half from now, I'll be entering the real world (finally!). And then, I'll find out if I'll be experiencing this quarter-life crisis the same way that some of my friends did. And, if ever I do, I hope I'll be able to surpass it, too - because I know that they definitely will.

*http://opinion.inquirer.net/inquireropinion/columns/view/20110308-324087/To-be-a-dancing-star

*sniff sniff*

Wherever Ely went, he sees to it that he has smelled everything around him. It made me wonder why...so I googled it. :P

Here's what I found: (http://www.iams.com/dog-article/dog_sniffing_decipher_your_dogs_habits_at_iams.aspx)

"Dogs have a need to know, and smelling is how they learn."

Birthday schmirthday

Thanks to all who greeted! <3

And, thank You for another year! :)