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[] Hooray for me, I submitted my thesis outline yesterday! After a month of thinking, reading, writing and basically sitting on it, I just threw my hands up and gave the damned thing. I hope the admin contacts me soon to let me know who my adviser is. I can't believe I waited a month to pass an outline that I did in one sitting, a day before I passed it. I thought I could work out my entire proposal within the period, but alas, it was a futile attempt. Have to settle for the basics. I try to find consolation in the fact that it's only been a month, and that maybe I'm not as sluggish as I thought I was.

[] Christmas is nearly here. I hate the fact that I can't buy proper gifts for my friends. Sometimes the expression of thoughtfulness really is dictated by one's pockets. Hay. Oh well. That's life, have no right to complain, I'm alive and almost healthy, yadayada.

[] Why is my writing so lifeless?

[] I watched the first two episodes of Etheria and am slightly confused about the family tree of those blasted fairies. Somehow the aunts and uncles look younger than their nieces and nephews. Turns out Asval is one generation ahead of Cassiopea, who I previously thought was the oldest diwata existing in Encantadia. But hey, Dennis Trillo is hot, so it's all good.

In all, kudos to those talented people at GMA. They make a lot of people happy. Yes, even if it is just fantasy. Or maybe because it is fantasy. I will not go into a socio-political commentary about escapism vis-a-vis the real ills of the Filipino society. We all know that. I just wanna say they make good tv, and I congratulate them for making something that's actually worth looking forward to, amid all the Ok Fine Whatever and Kook Ka Lang nonsense.

[] I'm looking forward to seeing mahbebe tonight!

[] I miss Eljay and Che and Rhea and Amie and Marky Mark and Charvoix and Tincup and all the pretty people of Kule. People, hello.

[] Lately, I've been having little blasts from the past. It scares me a little. It's not the actual memories, it's the thinking about them that makes me a bit iffy. I mean, why? What's the point? I thought I was over my habit of dwelling. Maybe I need to be hit in the head.

[] My back hurts from typing. Baboosh.