i have tons of things to say, to share 'bout my life and everything about me yet there's something restraining me from voicing it. there is this worry in me that they may get bored listening to my stories.. my boring life like how a close friend describes me and my life. and so, i choose to post this on my blog. well, i don't expect anyone to read this coz really i can already picture them yawning and just staring at this post, makes them close the window immediately. anyway... let me start with my studies since it is my utmost concern as of the moment. as you probably know, im already in my 3rd year in bs hrim. 3rd year in our course and in most courses is considered as the most challenging stage. this period determines whether u'll pursue your course or leave the place where you are right now and seek for a better path. well, good for me, coz i have already learned to love and appreciate my course after being a frustrated accountant for a couple of years. i have survived the most demanding, most time-consuming, and most tiring first semester. but now second semester poses to be a difficult semester too. not as haggard as the previous sem but so crucial. finding a client who'll trust us their safety and success of their event is a big risk and a challenge for us. its success will determine if we pass or fail. being the general manager of our catering group, the burden is in me. this is indeed a challenge! i just hope that our group's gonna survive this unscathed. hopefully! next is my career... actually, our course offers a lot of opportunities for us to work in good companies. yet, success is not meant for everyone. there are some people who are more successful than the others. and generally, the successful ones are outnumbered by those who are not graced with as much blessings. because of this, i tend to be frightened of what lies ahead of me. will luck and God be on my side or will i be doomed? i already have my plans for my future... a major plan and alternatives in case my major plan won't work as expected. i am also pressured by my friends. i hate it everytime they say that there is no need for me to exert effort in my studies coz i'll only end up working in RODICS. i am not belittling rodics coz as tiny as it is yet it had earned several recognitions and was featured in leading publications but i want something bigger than that. they also say that a service crew is the highest position i'll get into. everytime they say this, i get so mad but of course i won't let it show.. but what if what they say will come true? HORROR. as of now, im thinking of ways to avoid my nightmares but nothing seems a perfect fit for my future plans. i just hope that along the way, i'll see a mark or a sign that i am on the right path.

last night December 10, we had the psysc christmas party held at the university hotel in UP diliman. actually, i had no intentions of going to the party due to some known and unknown reasons which i prefer not to disclose.

however, at around 7pm, the party animal within me betrayed my ego. i found my feet dragging me to the party.  outside, it was drizzling and cold. there was no mode of transportation which could get us (kasama ko pala sina junjun and icee) to the venue other than taxi. Since a taxi could cost us more or less 50 bucks and none of us brought money we decided to walk.

along the way, droplets of rain started to pour so fast. we hurried towards the waiting shed to keep us from getting wetter than we already were. we planned to wait till the rain stops but it seemed that the rain wouldn't grant us our wish. we were left with no other choice but to take the cab. and so we took the cab.

who paid the cab? sheena did.  the meter read P37.50. thank God sheena and marge arrived when we were about to pay. we borrowed 40 pesos from her.

we arrived at the party just in time for dinner. it was buffet. i had rice, pancit and lots of pancit almost half of my plate was covered with pancit, a portion of what i thought a litson manok which turned out to be an adobong litson manok.. or so i thought, and a slice of carrot cake which tasted like banana cake. i ate heartily and devoured my pancit with all my might. =)) i was so full when i finally had my last bite of my cake.

after dinner, the party proceeded with the presentation of the youngest batch. they presented first since most of them are from kalai. they had to leave before their curfew. twas followed by the younger batch then we were the last batch who presented.

we won 2nd place! batch 04A and B, won the 1st place.

twas still a long night and the party's just begun. there were games and lots of 'em and awarding of special prizes and the most awaited exchange of gifts. i wasn't there to receive my gift coz i went outside to watch pinoy big brother.. the big night!

and the party ended. 

and another party began.

we went to malate's boysie's. we danced, drank, and danced, and drank till the break of dawn.

(to be continued... im tired na!)