Cold Mornings

huff. mornings are weird. this morning i felt like the day was an espionage. i programmed myself to wake up at 5:00 so i can study for history. have to keep silent, else jejo would stir (but i was noisy preparing me for the new day). i was in the streets before anyone was. even mcdo was desolate. well, semi-desolate.

wow, imagine giving up the warmth of your blanket in exchange of a frizzy morning bath. you can just imagine how hard i tried to wake my muscles, or even my brain, what more my eyes. when i was taking a bath, the lower part of me was still sleeping. and imagine going out in a cold city morning, all dark but for the golds of the city lights, blowing air puffs, in my thick sweater, carrying my bags and a lot of papers... those are the periods that i call "highly intrapersonal fragments of time." walking in the cold of dawn makes memories of long begotten events all flash back. vividly, all presented to you in a slideshow of mirages. then everything is sepia, and you walk, until the artificial air of the restaurant brings you back to your senses.

hmm... mornings are sometimes magical.

huff. econ109's a bit of a stomper. i just learned the things i should this morning. ate at mcdo at six and voila, there was adi, studying for econ109 too. lex came later. we all crammed our heads off.

dont ask me what lex and adi talked about at the car on our way to UP... they're quite touchy of each other. ssshhhh...

tin was a bit sullen today. if i were you tin, i will take the exam and try to be good at it before thinking of dropping anything. if that doesn't work, then that's the time when you make use of the green form. priority: pass the exam. plan b: ask prof for make up projects. last resort: drop-out.

good thing accounting prof announced that we have no accounting class today. sarsi and me lounged at econ lib. its so good there, you can sleep well because of the good air conditioning system.

the derivative of 2 raised to x is 2 raised to x multiplied to ln2... hay.

lessons i have learned from my econ109 ordeal: i cannot pass a subject anymore by not studying and not even caring of what the exam would turn out to be. college is not like highschool - where you pass by utilizing stock knowledge. in college, the only old school technique that persists to pass exams is guessing, with a success rate of guesswhat%. and im not much of a guess-er.. ?? so i have to study for an exam, even if i have to stay awake all night, wake up very early in the morning, battle water's coldness from the shower, eat cold food, and suffer sun-down syndrome later on.

argh, enough of my morning estrangement...

may i gain good things from my petty sacrifices, for the roundness of my being, for the betterment of my future.

well. econ106 and 109 down. accounting to go! bonne chance a moi! et a tin! et sarsi et vida pour le memorandum. pour ayen, bonne chance! reconcilier et oublier!

-exhausto-