Senorita

First of all, let me say, i've finally had someone i like, not in the sexually charged, infatuative way, but more of like, mild interest, without too much of a hentai slant, but she does attract me. In her own simple way, a plain, diligent, soft spoken girl, looks are just ok, nothing outstanding, figure ok, not fat not thin, intelligent though. She's got a good head on her shoulders. Senorita, by Justin Timberlake came to my mind, but its just the wrong song. I'm not gonna be like that guy in Hitch, "food is tasteless, the colours are dull... until i bang her." That is so not my intention.

On a lighter note, I think i'm on the way to wealth and power. Well, maybe not power, but wealth. Overall wealth for the family at least. My dad just signed a contract, with 3 more coming. Net profit worth, erm, well, lets just say it exceeds the 7th digit. However, there is more coming, and more, and more. If this goes on for say, the next 5 years, i would probably marry by 28 (erm, provided i find a girlfriend or a potential love interest at all) and settle down retired by 33. Well, so it should really go on for 10 years. By then, i guess, i'll buy something no one can live without, and make big bucks out of it. How ideal. Hope all goes well.

At the same time, i am rushing for a research paper due this friday, and a presentation wednesday. How hectic. I guess i'll have to do the research on monday, discuss on tuesday and spend all my time doing the paper on mon, tues and wed nights.

All in all, a much more positive post, at the end of a week of mixed emotions.

Dead

Dead. That's my opinion of God. Or at least, he's been sleeping way too long. Otherwise he wouldnt have been so bastardized as to endow me with such idiotic, screwed up, brainless a mother and a sister.

First off, my mom. She wants me to assemble the old bedframe i used for my sister. I refused for the reasons below:
1) The wood has rotted at many places, especially the joints.
2) There are better methods to resolve the problem at hand, which is:
My sis used to sleep on a stack of 2 thick mattresses, which keep slipping over each other.

To me, this can be easily solved by putting one mattress away (storing upright against a wall).

After her initial enthusiasm and all that, she wants me to move 2 large bedboards up. I did. And guess what? Despite all her effort whatever bullshit she was trying to pull, the bedboards could not fit inside the frame. In the end i had to hammer the bedboard in by force.

Later my mom keeps scolding me about not trying hard for school and such (i failed one class in a single semester, while getting an A in another. and a B+ for the third subject). Admitting that in that case, i havnt tried hard enough, I argued that it does not, as she did extrapolate to mean, that i do not try at all in everything. In effect, she is contradicting the fact that i have also contributed to the family, especially by typing and drafting contracts for my dad. "Fine, I could always just delete the entire folder of stuff. I didnt do anything afterall." and my mom replied "So that's all u can do? delete?". I said "Yes, that is all i can do. delete. Permanently."

Then there comes my sister, who is even more unforgivable. She does things that are irreversible, thinks it is ok, and enjoys it. While still actively adding songs to my playlist, i've noticed that my playlist has been wiped out more than 2x in a week. And not surprisingly, i found out that it was my annoying brainless idiotic nitwit stupid imbecile of a sister who thinks with her rear end or just doesnt think at all. Telling her not to double click MP3s but to open them via enqueueing or from winamp's playlist itself, i have failed to stop her from wiping out my playlist. Eating at 10pm, she suddenly asked me if i'd like to listen to some stupid song by eminem. I said ok, whatever, and did not suspect anything. Not until the next song played was something i hadnt listened to in ages, and the song after that was annoying eurobeat.

I asked, "what happened to my playlist?" and the answer was that she double-clicked on that screwed up MP3 of hers. And she couldnt apologize and beg for mercy. Neither did she try to remedy the problem. The only thing she did was open the entire folder of anime themes collection to substitute. And one look told me. I didnt have 400 songs in my playlist before that. Only about 140 songs.

I fumed up. I lost hope. There was probably no hope to begin with. I live in a dark world of demise filled with idiots called family members. How should i continue living? Should i seek early release from this painful life? No answers came from above, so i'm waiting to see if they come from below. J-san, please provide some answers if u please.This is the end, i guess.

Leech Madness!!

It's been sometime since i last blogged about happy stuff. But the truth is this: this blog was made for me to vent my frustrations, to let off steam. And yet, there is no reason why i cant share some better things once in a while.

A few days back, i enjoyed chatting with J-san. Especially about life, religion and such, and was glad that following my points of rebuttal, J-san took the time to reply many things. The effort taken i estimate at the most reserved level, was tremendous. The concern and care for a bratja, no less. It was nice, to be reminded that someone does care. Also about 2 days/nights back, chatting with miss E, even though shortly, really was refreshing and invigorating. That really tells me, at least some nice caring godly people are still around. The world, our world, is not such a bad place to be after all. (And now, all that's left is finding a girlfriend/soulmate who can accept me for who i am)

I really appreciate the simple joy of having a good friend willing to debate or even engage in a battle of intellectual exchange with me. J-san is one such individual. Not biased and not blinded by his faith, even though faith is sometimes described as blind, he has made it such that its done with not just passion, but a lot of thinking and philosophy. I gather that few pastors would beat him. He'd seriously give them a run for their money. Miss E, my vitamin E, is no less at the same time, although more passionate and motivated by love.

While leeching, i found out one thing. IRC leeching still rocks. To me at least, it trumps Bittorrent anytime, since its a relatively slow computer and doesnt excel at multitasking (blame the measly amount of RAM, SD-133). IRC leeching from bots almost happens at full speed. The limiting factor? My DSL bandwidth. Now that's what i call real leeching.

Cutting to somewhere else (yes, i know the topic is about leech madness, but its only a title), my midterms start off in 8hrs 18 mins. Nice to know that i have only studied a little, and English is gonna be freekill for me. The essay alone will be such cannon fodder for my intellect. Public speaking is easy. I'll have to put effort into the assignment for interpersonal communication though. Sighz. Assignments... Ass... oh well, go on more and i'll end up like the author for yakitate Ja-pan... always punning.

My current favourite songs: Mostly from final fantasy: Pray, Tatakae mono tachi (piano), Ending Credits (advent children) and Blaze Away from Trax (ED2 for Eyeshield 21 anime). Time to end and read a bit more. Till then, good night to all.