Another Day and Another Night

Yesterday, I woke up the same way I usually do.

With half blindness, nausea, and body aches...

So while I was still waiting for most of my vision to return and for the urge to vomit to lift, I just lay in bed and checked my cellphone for any messages (hopefully, no messages from Kashwak)...sadly there wasn't...

The distinct and annoying ringing of the telephone outside. Aurgh...I was in no mood to drag myself out of bed so I let it be, hoping someone would pick it up. But damnit! I think it already rang about six times when I finally got pissed and dragged myself out my room, down the hall, and answered the goddamned phone.

It turned out to be Jules, one of my comrades. He said he was going to leave at around 2:30PM and he wanted to go out with me and kill some people from Europe and America. Hell, if there was one thing that could get me energized in the morning, then that would be the prospect of gunning down some foreign idiots in Battlefield 2 (check out my rank and stats on http://www.playerstats.ws/bf2statistics2/player.php?pid=153891419).

After catching a very hasty breakfast involving a carrot and an apple (I'm not going to waste precious sembreak time eating!), I met up with him in our usual spot at HackYou. For three straight hours and with nothing but two cans of rootbeer to sustain us, we racked up over 500+ kills in the BF2 map Strike at Karkand.

We finished at around 3:00PM and we were both in deep shit. He was supposed to be at home two hours ago and I was supposed to be in Quiapo RIGHT NOW. We hastily parted ways and I went home to have a shower and check my phone for any messages. I had texted Fia around four times already and still no reply >_<


Hahaha...that was just the day part...the night gets even better...

My Love and Loyalty

I still recall the post, "My Hate", which I made over three years ago. It was practically a list of almost every single thing that pisses me off. What I'm posting now, is a total opposite. Why am I doing this? I dunno...really...perhaps I just want to give my mind and my fingers a work out~~~hehehe...I'll arrange it from increasing to decreasing...

1. I am in love and in total loyalty to P.C.S.A.
2. I love and am loyal to my country.
3. I love myself (bwahaha).
4. I somewhat love and am loyal to my comrades (you know...more than just best friends...)
5. to be continued...
   

Mood Update

I'm so bored tonight.

I want to go out to a bar in Mandaluyong or back to Club Illusion in Makati...

I am SOOOO in the mood for an all night party...

T_T

I have made it through October 12 all right...
I have finally remembered what October 12 means...
It barely involves me and definitely means a lot more to someone else...
But I can't pretend it doesn't hurt for me either...

I don't want to waste blog space explaining or expressing my anguish...let's just say I'm contemplating self-induced amnesia by means of blunt force trauma...

Strength

There's strength...and there's true strength...

It is not just the strength to obey....but the strength to command...

Not just the strength of numbers....but also the strength of brothers...

Not just the strength to lift...but the strength to raise...

It's not just the strength to get yourself over...the strength to get over yourself...

It's more than just physical strength...it is emotional strength...