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Thursday, November 09, 2006

ABSENCE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER

I woke up especially early today so that I will be able to copy my scratch notes in Math 60 yesterday, and I didn'y want to be late on my retaken class. So I went to the very far away Math building, took a Toki and found out I had no coins left. As much as I hate to say it, yes, nag-123 ako. :D

In the classroom I saw some familiar faces which I didn't recognize yesterday. I was surprised at how immense the pain Math 60 has brought upon us mathematics majors. Still anticipating for the professor, we (Jonah, my lone block-classmate) talked about how we missed our old classroom. Definitely, I missed the very stylistic handwriting of Sir Manjo, our orig blockmates, Room 117, DotA after Long departmentals...
Yeah, it sucks to retake - but I tell myself everytime that I HAVE to jump from the sixth floor of the main library if I do not get a flat one.

Anyway, as expected, my professor did not come. My next class is in the Marine Science Institute, which I haven't been to ever. Surprisingly, all MS1 classes are cancelled today. Just my luck (you can take it as sarcasm or not). And so another break time for me, that is why I was able to update now here in the UP Computer Center. My Geography class starts at 11:30. I am very much anticipating this subject. I love Geography and I can't wait to reap that 1.00 of Deocariza's card.

Peace out.
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The Leading Man

The Prologue

"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort."

-Herm Albright
A symbolism of my new self. I tried to keep a part of the old me intact, but I realized it will ba a foolish thing to do, like a tree trying to grow - and on the process of growing it loses its aged bark, from which a lot of things not to be forgetten should fall and decay. I am growing, and this will be the encounters of my eternal uprising. Take a peek at my life. The Profile


Name: Arch D.
Nicknames: The Math Gunner
Birthday: October 9th
School: Univeristy of the Philippines, Diliman
Zodiac: Libra

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Book: Atlas Shrugged

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