putting off procrastination

i'm putting off cramming for our sectoral direction of lending paper because i work so much better when it's late at night & i'm alone.

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i was able to watch rounds 8-10 of pacquiao's bout with morales. it was great to know that he won 'cause way before the telecast on channel 2, my dad heard that he lost by knockout in round 6. yay! but his victory aside, thinking of boxing saddens me a bit.

(disclaimer: it's not my first time to watch a boxing match. i grew up watching not only boxing, but also wrestling matches on TV.)

i find it quite unfortunate that some people have to earn their keep through a process that involves inflicting physical injury on another person. i know that many consider it a sport, taking into consideration the hours put into strategy-formulation & training. while i have yet to make up my mind on whether i consider it a sport or not, i am inclined to believe that given other opportunities, some boxers might not have decided to become boxers. they might not have chosen the path that makes them probable victims of mental & motor disorders later on, when the ring lights have dimmed & the adulation has ceased.

(but hey, maybe the joke is on me. after all, they enjoy far richer & more comfortable lives than i probably ever will as an employee. the admiration of a whole country isn't so bad either. :) )

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my sister pinky works part-time for sun cellular to gain experience. here are some of the "serious" queries that she & her blockmates got from customers:

"may signal pa rin ba kahit gabi?"

"pwede ko bang i-maintain ang line ko sa globe (on the same phone) kung kukuha ako ng line sa inyo?"

"ah, line. so bibili pa ko ng prepaid?"

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i love selecta's choco peanut! whenever i'm in the office & i feel like eating ice cream, i head straight to ministop's ice cream fridge & grab a choco peanut on stick. needless to say, it was quite satisfying (gastronomically) that we had it as our dessert after breakfast. my dad however, was not so thrilled: "naku, hindi pwede kay nimbus yan."

can someone tell me if it's true that dogs can't have chocolate?

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i woke up on time last wednesday, but for some reason, i ended up leaving our house around 10 minutes later than usual. while this might be okay on other days, it's not on wednesdays. it's "baclaran day" - people flock to church to hear mass. thus, i made myself vulnerable to tardiness. to make matters worse, i was not able to get a ride on an FX or van that would take me straight to vito cruz. i ended up taking my chances in getting an FX or bus to vito cruz in baclaran, of all places.

i was in baclaran by 8:10. i had a few minutes to spare, because it takes only 10 minutes to get to vito cruz from baclaran. but, surprise, surprise (sarcasm dripping) - it was an herculean task trying to get into any vehicle that would take me to my destination. after five minutes of running towards different forms of public conveyance that filled up with passengers even before i got near the open door, i was tired.

a big van came along, & i ran to it. however, a swarm of passengers that was nearer to it beat me. i almost gave up hope in getting to the office on time when the front door opened, & i was able to get a seat. whew.

i think that i've got my petite frame to thank for it. i noticed before i went in that the person closest to the front door is a tall guy. after i went in, i saw that the woman on the front seat was on the heavy side. i guess she opened the door when she saw me, & accurately concluded that both of us will be able to sit comfortably. haha... :)

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i miss you. (& MYMP's song "miss you" is not helping matters. argh.)