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I'm having a problem with my music files. I still don't have music files in my new laptop. All those music are still in my old-hard-disk-drive-which-is-now-my-external-hard-disk-drive. The thing is that I have to copy all of it in my laptop because well, I cannot update my iPod/iTunes without it inside my HDD. And it's not like I'm going to carry my external hard drive anywhere, though I do carry it wherever my laptop goes because it's always in my laptop bag, just like my charger. I just realized this paragraph is redundant.

Gah. So what's the problem? The problem is I don't want seeing the bar of my hard drive filling up. Then Ryan told me the magnitude 8 words (which just means it had that kind of impact on me), "Hindi ba 'yun ang tadhana ng hard drive?" Ryan, why do you have to be brutally honest cruel.

MORAL: If it works for that purpose, let it work its purpose.

I blog too much now, and I'm nearing the stage when I consider Plurk-ing here in my blog... Or not. Yet I prefer a blog with so many words and updates than a blog which gets updated once in a blue moon but I really don't have a say on it if it's not my blog. Yep.

Rome.. and Juliet: No, There's No O

I was able to watch only one movie because my freaking video card keeps on scaring me. I woke up late to find out I'm using standard display adapter. WTFreaking Video Card! I found the culprit after almost 2 1/2 hours of installing, updating, uninstalling, rechecking, rebooting, praying, and bickering. I can't blame the culprit because it's oh-so-dear to me. Only 1 movie watched and I haven't finished my report. Wah. I think I need to have a notebook (something that doesn't get screwed up and one that I can bring anywhere even underwater) and a new school bag. Okay. Not necessarily a school bag but just a bag I can put everything inside and carry around all day, doesn't necessarily have to carry stuff from school. 

I watched Rome & Juliet. Thank you, Apple, for the links! I downloaded them so I can share them with whoever wants to. (I want to write stuff about this movie. I know, Bride Wars is still pending. Fine, I'll write something incorporating both of the movies Bride Wars and Rome & Juliet.)

You know it's bound to happen. You know it's becoming nearer. You pray it won't push through.

Flowers. You know what they represent.

It's obvious tying her hair means he wants control over her life.

I wonder why her house is never locked from the inside.

Nice movie. Makes me cringe in some parts, but you'll get the meaning. Or the point.

It's all about the meaning. 

What does it mean to you?

Either objectively disordered, or unaccepted love.

"I cannot hold onto someone who's not meant for me."

MORAL: Love is so pretty. And aside from someone who's not meant for you, you cannot hold onto something that was never yours. Huh. Rafael Rossel and Tino = <3.

Super Mega Punch

This was supposed to be posted last Sunday, but I got KO'd, too, so it's just now I saw this file saved under drafts.

Two people were reported to have experienced heart attack because of the Manny Pacquiao-Ricky Hatton match. (Imagine those not reported.)

A metal pole fell on a lady while watching the telecast of the Manny Pacquiao-Ricky Hatton match.

Ricky Hatton. I feel sorry for him. But it's okay, it's not his first time to be knocked out, anyway. 

MORAL: Boxing matches aren't really safe for anyone. Whether you're the boxer, or the spectator.

Push the Crank

I just finished watching Crank: High Voltage, Push, and Bride Wars today. Crank was sooo weird. I mean it's the type of film that would make you laugh because you didn't expect it to be made like that. It's ridiculous. I like Jason Statham so much I didn't mind the graphic slicing off of a man's lactiferous ducts. And the censoring of certain parts? It makes water spill out of my pores, and my gall bladder spew excess bile.

Push. It's like Jumper, they say. All I can say is that Dakota Fanning is really good. She got the Hong Kong fashion: wear a super short skirt, then pair it with boots that could act as a pair of pants. Voila! Oh, Chris Evans is still as hot as Human Torch while Camilla Belle has powers, too. Her power is being beautiful. Yep. She's so pretty she can't deliver lines (or maybe she doesn't have to talk much). Remember 10,000 BC? You remember what she said there? No? It's okay. She barely uttered a word there. In Push, she said a few lines! Congratulations! Don't be so cruel. She can memorize lines, and she really got nice eyes. Dialogue? I already said she's pretty and she has nice eyes.

I'll dedicate one entry for Bride Wars. I thought watching it will make me happy or festive or something, but it didn't. Made me think of things again.

MORAL: When you still got a lot of things to do and you just sit your gluteus maximus around and watched three movies, and two Manny Pacquiao matches (don't worry, it's the Hatton fight and the 3rd Morales fight, combining a total of 5 rounds), you know you're in deep, deep, sh...sh.. can I just say situation?

What A Real Player

I was never a fan of VLC player though I always install one. It can play almost anything (actually VLC is all you need), but I prefer the interface of Real Player. Before, (I think) I can also play in my Real Player almost anything I have downloaded. Now, there are videos that look for some other things when I try to play them in my Real Player. Waaah. (I have installed DivX already, okay.)

~After a few hours...~

Fine, after some time of tinkering, I've rested my case. My media player still can't play some of the movies I have downloaded. I'd be utilizing both VLC and Real Player. Aaaargh.

(But at the back of my head I won't be sleeping soundly until my Real Player can play everything.)

MORAL: When things change, no matter how hard you try, some things can never be the same again.

Greatest Feeling in the Multiverse

It's the best feeling in the world. You've been wanting it for the longest time and then when you have it or experience it, it's a euphoria of all the happy things in the world. Bunnies, sunscreen, books, aircon, television, computer, Internet, RFIDs, friends, gummy bears, music, rainbows, cameras, Marat Safin, and all. The greatest feeling that is not love, but of relief.

Picture this. You're inside a mall with your sister and you saw FroYo or Frozen Yogurt then you order one plain and one topped with strawberries, brownies, and white chocolate chips. You sit down and try to stuff everything in your mouth. You're halfway there. You feel a little farty. You fart silently and anonymously, thank God there is no unwanted unique smell then you try to laugh with your sister when she tells a story about someone being pushed off the building and hitting head first on the pavement. Then you feel the second push of events. You really got to go. It's not just the release of gas, but of the product of the digestive process. You tell yourself to hold it until you get home, but no. It's like Frozen Yogurt that's melting already. If you keep it to yourself, chocolate liquid Snack Pack will emerge.

You know it. You're doomed.

MORAL: Always keep tissue, cologne/perfume, alcohol, and hand sanitizer handy at all times.

No Poop No Sleep

Our dog is not a bitch. We have a white dog named Butchoi (my brother named him). Last night:

1. He barfed.

2. He cried and whined.

Why? All because of poop. Yeah. This Japanese Bitch Spitz is sooo maarte. Almost everyone (except me) heard our dog crying and whining his white fur out, that our extended family member went outside to check on him. It was because he could not sleep. There was poop on his rag. 

Usually, when there's excrement on the newspaper, he does his best not to touch any part of it, and he somehow manages to roll the excrement with the newspaper so that our extended family member would just get the soiled newspaper and give him a new one to clear his large intestines out.

The gag reflex action move. He pooped a somewhat diarrhea-like material and he can't clean it on his own. So what to do? Barf. He barfed on it, probably because it smelled like hell. What else? Cry. What else? Whine. 'Cause he can't sleep. He won't sleep with diarrhea on the floor.

MORAL: If you have a dog who's like our dog, I'll bet our dog is cuter. 

I Got KO'd Too, You Know

You know? Water is good, you know.

We just had our planning seminar for our organization over the weekend. Had it in Antipolo, and I was as sick as H1N1-infected people plus sore throat and hoarse voice (hoarse, not horse). Surprise! I wasn't able to touch my camera and snap digital pictures that never gets printed out for some reason.

Boxing was one of our agendas in our 2-day planning seminar. We even wrote it on our planning wall. Manila paper is good, you know. Manila paper plus a flat wall equals Ideas Wall! Yay. Told ya Manila paper is good, you know. Ricky Hatton wasn't the only one who got KO'd yesterday (Manila time, of course). After we left the venue, I got a fever and went down by 6:30 PM, woke up to get into the car, then the rest was May 3. I only get sick once a year because I get vaccinated annually (not anti-rabies) and the week I chose to get sick was the very crucial one. The week when we have to present our project to our boss and to his team, and the week of our plansem. Craaaaap.

So what did I miss? I wasn't able to swim, drink, talk really loud, and all the shebangs you opt not to do (because you can't) when you're sick.

First song to be played in my nameless laptop is Untouched by The Veronicas. Yeah I'm still playing it because I didn't have the chance to get tired of the song from all of the times we played it during our RFID development times, because my old laptop died on me. Yet, I still haven't trasnferred my music files from my hold hard drive. Boo. New laptop still doesn't have any music at all.

MORAL: As much as possible, get sick at the right time. First planning seminar, my laptop crashed two days before. Second planning seminar, my immune system and body crashed two days before. What does this mean? Nobody said it was easy. We have to learn how to deal with situations nobody wanted to happen (unless you have enemies or something). Plus, challenges are presented when God knows you can overcome it. Amen.

What the SOM?!

Here in Ateneo, there are 4 Schools. School of Science and Engineering, School of Social Sciences, School of Humanities, and JGSOM aka SOM aka John Gokongwei School of Management. SOM got the most number of students because well, Management programs attract the most number of students. There are only a few courses in the Loyola Schools (college "section" of the Ateneo) that have Management attached to them that are not part of SOM *cough* like my course *cough*. I don't want to expound on this and on the site content. I'm not at liberty.

Click and look at their website. It's a legitimate website, linked from Ateneo's main page. Cool. Never thought they'd be that sensitive to music culture and technology that they got Panic At the Disco people and Yehey donya to be one of their advisers.

Uh oh, somebody's gonna lose their lunch money. 

MORAL: Read and check again (and again) before you publish something. The whole world is your audience, and it's not that small.