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Okay, I AM REVITALIZING THIS BLOG. I feel awkward for not being able to maintain this, despite being in the writing business and study.

So where do I begin, to tell a story of how great love can be? Perhaps, but not this time though.

It is just drizzling outside and I think it is best to hit the road now before hell breaks open later.

Ciao peeps.


A bit strange but true
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It is strange. Despite finishing college with a degree in Journalism, writing for the school paper, taking Creative Writing as a graduate course, and working full-time as a writer for a magazine, I cannot update this blog on a regular basis. It is obvious that I need to get rid of myself of something – my seeming lack of focus.

 

It made me miss a number of opportunities in college, things that I still regret. I still have to write a number of papers I needed to complete a subject in graduate school, which includes a translation project and a collection of poems. Perhaps the most unfortunate thing is that I missed a slew of deadlines.

 

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I was surprised when I received a package a couple of days ago. I immediately panicked after I read who sent it. It was from an electronics company who specializes in everything that has something to do with computer memory, the ones who I was just asking if they have a local distributor here in the Philippines.

 

I quickly sent an email to acknowledge that the package had arrived and I was unaware about it. At the same time, I confessed that I would have a hard time shipping these back to them, since the cost from here is somewhat expensive. I was already researching how much I need to shell out to ship the modules to their nearest distributor – in Hong Kong.

 

Yesterday, I received a reply from Amy, the one who I was talking to from the start. She said that I do not need to return the modules back to them. Instead, she asked me if I could send her a write up about the modules so they could post it in their Website. I immediately heaved a sigh of relief.

 

Hey, the modules she sent are so cool. Blue designer heatsinks cover both their sides, with the brand name emblazoned in large silvery capital letters. Each has 2GB worth of dual-channel 800MHz 6400 memory, when combined would give the PC a whooping 4GB memory.

 

Whew.


Holy crapoli!
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It is during this sheer disorder that I happen to realize that I have a blog account.

Cramped inside my hotel room
[info]billyallardo

I’m currently cramped inside the closet of my hotel room, with a notebook PC on my lap. This is the only place inside this cozy room where I can hook up to the Internet. At least, they have wireless connectivity here.

It’s terribly cold here in Tagaytay, good thing I brought my good old dark green jacket along. My coming here was in short notice. They gave me the invite just last Friday. And yes, this is not just a pleasure trip. I came here to learn a thing or two about the new Microsoft Vista operating system.

The new operating system is a sure dandy one - cool features, great add-ons, and nice security. Yet you need to have a pretty darn good PC setup to run all of these.

Will be back later, will eat dinner first.

 


Zero gravity, once more
[info]billyallardo
Said it, I cannot post in this journal everyday.

I was in a jam for the past few days, missing the deadline for an anthology and not being able to write reviews. Maybe I need to consult a psychiatrist, to find out why my thoughts are in such disarray.

Anyway, I received invites from my fellow Varsitarian amihans to attend the opening of an exhibit in relation to the forthcoming 80th anniversary of the publication. Unfortunately, I was not able to attend the mass and ribbon cutting ceremony yesterday.

Then nostalgia hit me again a while ago. I was doing my usual rounds in the Net, tweaking my fantasy basketball teams and replying to online forums, when I suddenly had the idea to pull up the Varsitarian website (www.varsitarian.com). It is far better from the one we had four years ago and how I envy it.

Since I was in the site, I rummaged through the archives and found the last column that I wrote. So I decided to post it here to show how cheesy I was when it comes to column writing. I will not post the first part though as it tackled my rants regarding the tuition hike.

I am sorry if you find it mushy, sappy, over-sentimental, mawkish, maudlin, syrupy, schmaltzy, gooey, and whatever.

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Harbinger - Zero Gravity
The Varsitarian • Vol. LXXV, No. 10 • March 15, 2004

However as I try avoiding being personal, I could not help but ponder about the places in and around the University that made my college life complete.

I will surely miss St. Raymund’s Bldg. Along its corridors, inside its rooms, and at the pavilions outside of it rest countless memories of friendship, anger, camaraderie.

The library truly served its purpose as a catalog of knowledge with its vast collection of books from past to present. But unbeknownst to others, the library also served as a good pick-up point for dates and a good substitute for some sight seeing, especially in the Humanities section on the fourth floor.

Then there is the smoke-filled billiard hall along Navarra St.. The breaking sound of billiard balls clashing against each other, the medley of old songs being played on the radio, and the fine dust left flying in the air after chalking the cue stick are some of the images that will forever be etched in the memories of each class-weary soul who sought refuge inside it.

Finally, I will definitely miss Room 112 of the Main Bldg. It served as my home inside the University, a shelter whenever there was no class. My whole world seemed to have revolved around inside Room 112.

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Grant me another second/Let me muddle through/So I can catch that second/And turn it to forever.

So wrote poet Maningning Miclat, for whose soul I ask for rest and peace.

Parting is such a poignant moment. At first glance, it hurts. We feel the pain of being severed from something or someone who made us complete. All the happy and blissful memories suddenly rush towards us, urging us to bask in and relive them.

Yet, reality bites. You can never bring them back.

Instead, we must realize how lucky we have been to have experienced such moments because we may not have grown like what we are now. They opened new horizons for us.

I had my share of unfulfilled dreams during my four-year stay in the University. And all that I can do is to cherish those that came true and to carry on.

Just like the final lines in an ending song from a Japanese animé – “Still the road keeps on telling me to go on/ Something is pulling me/ I feel the gravity of it all.”

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To a kitten who will just be entering the portals of the University, be brave. Follow your dream. Fulfill it.

The beginning is the end of the beginning, I hope not.
[info]billyallardo
I want this entry to sound dramatic, but heck, I cannot tweak my mind to organize the things that I will add to make this a tear jerking one. What prevents me from doing so is the fact that it is funny why only now that I am keen on starting and maintaining, hopefully, an online journal.

Ha-ha.

Yep, while everybody had already grown tired of barking his or her angst to the rest of the humankind, here I am, picking up the twigs and branches that I will be using to start my own bonfire. A fire to which I will be throwing out all my rants and frustrations and let them all burn, then watch the smoke reach high heavens and hope that some dude with feathery wings and a burning sword on one hand will not appear in front of me and scold me.

Yet as the fire burns, it is a good time to cook up some gooey marshmallows and think about some good stuff.

Eek, as much as I want to waddle in this moment, I must leave now. Bad muse, why is it only now that you inspire me? The university offices are about to close within a couple of hours and I still have to work on some papers and make my out-of-school status legal. It is sad to say that I would not be gracing the classes of the venerable Dr. Marj once again, for the second straight semester.

hey...
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oh my god... i forgot... that i have an lj account...

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Moving in
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:)

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