The "Who" in Who Cares

I was caught in traffic this afternoon in Taft. Apparently, supporters of the mayor were proclaiming their support for the mayor. May marching band ba dun? Di ako sigurado kasi narinig ko lang habang naghihintaqy ako gumalaw ang mga sasakyan. It took the whole 20 minutes just being there, frozen, devoid of any motion. Syempre asar kami ng mga motorista. Di na nga kami makasingit, inuusukan pa kami. The politics of my country, it sucks big time. Unless someone bold enough tries to overhaul the whole system and that someone won't mind taking flak from many a person, we'll all be swirling downward like when the toilet is being flushed.

Oh, now I'm in class with the whole Intermed 2007 batch. Just learned a few days back. Half of them in COMM 3, the other half in PE 2, SD, Social Dancing, not Self-Defense. The Prof there was nice, nice enough to make us repeat the performance we did. Lahat daw ng mga grupo naka uno pwera lang kami, kaya binigyan kami ng pagkakataong bumawi sa pamamgitan ng pagsayaw muli. So look what happened. us guys botched our moves and had to do it again from the top. I think it was my fault, being the odd ball out and not being able to practice more than I would have preferred. But then I remembered, it's just PE, and I already got my 1st Uno from last sem in the same subject (PE2, albeit a different sport). So, no expectations. Oh, and I forgot my shoes today in our dismal "gym" or if that's what you want to call it. Whatta day.

Interesting note. Blogging considered as a job?! Just read it from an article in the newspaper a few days ago, an interview of a "problogger" or "professional blogger." I thought, this could be a good way to earn the extra dough to help in the purchasing department. All I have to do now is prove that I can handle it.

WHAT: START A NEW BLOG OR 2 (SOMETHING SERIOUS, SEMI-FORMAL, BUT I'M STILL CONTINUING THIS ONE)
WHY: SEE IF I CAN MAINTAIN THESE SAID BLOG/S SO I WOULD BE QUALIFIED TO TRY AND APPLY FOR A "PART-TIME" JOB
WHEN: SOON

I'm bored. here I go again ranting about my unexciting life. But it will not make me suicidal. It has just make me feel grateful. The reason? I dunno. Why did this paragraph appear here? I dunno.

I'm physically tired because I danced, lifted,was scraped, stuck, and a whole other things I can't put words into. Heck, even logging on took me a number of times. I guess I won't grow tire of this anytime soon.

A bag of Maltesers, and me. Alone on a bench. Still half-full. Still looked sanitary. But I just stared at it and said to myself,"what a waste of good chocolate." Don't worry Willy, I still believe in the power and magic of sweetened goodness!