Genetics should destroy it

It is almost 5 in the morning and I haven't slept yet. It doesn't really work when I try to go to sleep after doing something that really sucked because I end up just rolling around on my bed, eternally rearranging my pillows.



The internet just led me back to one of the science fields I had affairs with. I saw the video above and realized I still have feelings for genetics. Now, I feel sleepy.

Depressed

I just had two vaccine shots for Ateneo. Now that I am done with the medical exams which I consider the most tortuous and painful part of the enrollment process, I don't feel like going to college. I feel very down and moving to Manila for the coming school year is a notion that is hammering me down ('hammering' is such the proper term that I had to watch Thor earlier today).

I feel so depressed. Now, I'm crawling for my Better Than Prozac book.

Eeeek!

the longest asian zip line, good laptop speakers and born free

What happened was so cool you can't take a sharp photo.

This zip line in Dahilayan, Cagayan de Oro is 840 meters long, in fact, it is the longest of its kind in Asia. While waiting on the launch pad, I swear I reviewed my list of expletives which I would loosely use whenever the adrenaline is just too much. I'm the type of teenager who would fancy swearing at foliage a hundred feet below me.

While the ear-piercing noise from the gears and metal ropes that held me from falling was terrifying, the whole experience was priceless (although you can have yours for P500). Flying from mountain side to mountain side left me in deep awe that I didn't get to use any of the expletives I rehearsed earlier. Its either the wind was too strong or I was just humbled by the beauty from above  - but whatthehell, it was effing awesome!

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I arrived in Iloilo about 5:45 AM today. I spent a whole night waiting at the Cebu airport afront two American ladies who enjoy watching movies while deep in sleep. Their laptop speakers were so good I couldn't even take a quick nap. My parents fetched me and they brought me to Jollibee for breakfast. Being alone after two flights and hours of waiting, it felt so good to be home.

The lack of sleep took its toll. After the breakfast until late afternoon was spent drooling and dreaming of aswangs trying to grab me by my feet.

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The Mactan Int'l Airport in Cebu really enjoys orchestra versions of songs that can make babies cry. I must admit I was humming "Memory" along the string quartets and the rather jerky base lines but I just couldn't stand Born Free. I was still texting a friend about 1:30 AM earlier today, while I was still in Cebu, and that was what kept me sane from being born again into a serial killer.

My parents fetched me at the airport. I sat in our car and what the fuck, its Born Free on the radio. Welcome home.

Cagayan De Oro

They served this at a local restaurant boasting Kagay-anon cuisine. Since I was a kid, I believed chickens which were turned into food deserves funerals. I don't eat fowl bigger than a 5-year old - but it was tempting.

 Being alone while making my way from Cagayan de Oro to Cebu, forty-thousand feet above the ground with only a life vest in hand if ever suddenly the plane starts falling down, smashed me deep in contemplation. 

How could I just temporarily forget about blogging? Why couldn't I be a constant poster on my blog? Why do I stop when I'm having fun?

The answer is a metaphor simile. Fun is like a giant boulder. It falls over me whenever I'm enjoying something - and when there is a giant rock over you, you are not expected to log-in to Blogger and create a blog post.


Oh, yes! Why another excuse to conceal my sloth over tending my blog! What if a blog is like an infant? Beautiful, tender, loving, so vulnerable. Would I just suddenly forget being a parent if an 840 m zip line ticket materializes in thine hand? Or would the child be dropped to be replaced by bottles of drinks whenever thine enters a nightclub? Halt such talk!!! I command thee phone, appear on my hand and dial unto yourself 1-6-3. Bullsht.

So to make up for my mistakes, I will browse through the photos of my recent adventures and post anything worthy. This is to add content to my blog and to vent my anxiety over summer's impending death.

PS: I am at the Mactan Int'l Airport here in Cebu waiting for my flight to Iloilo which is in 4 hours. Its funny how I remember blogging when I entirely have nothing else to do... Its 1 and a half hour pass midnight by the way.