Ever had that dream wherein you finished college then somebody informs you that you actually failed high school and you had to go back and retake 4th year again?

I did.  For a week, and a few months after that; And attached to it was that awkward "first-week" high school jitters that linger even after I wake up, like I was on some kind of weird strain of marijuana.  Worse yet, it felt so real that waking up was like an upcoming dread, "knowing" that I have to go to school with a bunch of teenagers again. 

Good thing, it dawned on me that high school was over; years ago.  So I come to breakfast and started eating.  A minute later, my mom says, "You have to go to CSA."

WHAT.

Apparently, my brother failed a subject, so I had to go get his report card.

Being back at Colegio San Agustin was part interesting, part horrifying.  I never want to actually go there on a whim.  I'd rather not expire my welcome there, like some of my batch mates (who goes there at least once every two weeks.  Seriously.)

But I found the best way to come back old school was to be accompanied by an old school friend; we were friends since 4th grade, drifted apart, and eventually became college blockmates.  And of all places should we meet again, it was back there.  Apparently he was there on business, selling shirts.

If there's one thing I'm genuinely proud of about my school, it's the cafeteria.  That long, three court wide, cafeteria which caters to more-or-less an adolecents' choice of various cuisines, from grilling to french to pinoy-style to even Shakeys (a dumb down version though).  Too bad most of the stalls were closed already and we had to settle with buttered corn with cheese.

Anyway, we saw in the field, a bunch of COCCs, or officers in training for Aerospace Cadet Program training for 4th year students.  Then I personally thought how impossibly useless that training is in their lifetime beyond high school.  I mean, you torchure yourself under the sun, camp in the middle of the field, and eat obscurely flavored food during training, all for what?  A commanding power for the fourth year?  For just ten months really.

Then you eventually graduate from high school and enter the mysterious world of college as a frosh and you're back to ground zero, doing community service.  Everything is on equal ground again.  Sure it might be useful when a war breaks out, but considering the populace of the high school? I'm pretty sure they'd just migrate and abandon the country instead.

At least it was good exercise.

I am normally not a fan of romance stories. It's deluded and fantastical that it raises the viewers' expectations for their own sweet and happy ending. It's a pessimistic point of view but that's the reality I've seen so far, I'm used to it.

Rak Hang Siam (The Love of Siam), a Thai film by Chookiat Sakveerakul, tells an amazing story that cross cultural differences, and this maybe the prime reason why the movie is amazing.

 For the complete review, go to my Multiply page.

Okay, I admit.

I miss Tabulas.  I miss the whole experience I had in Tabulas.  I miss the mindless blogging and ranting.  I can't do it in Multiply, there's too many people involved there now.

It's fun but it the sense of privacy is gone.  Tabulas is my place.  Besides the fact that I want to reclaim the name ChaMEME again.  I've been using that name since internet began, I sure won't let it go anytime soon.

Don't get me wrong though, I'm still going to post there though, not anything relevant than what's here. 

Anyway. What has been up here? pop-up advertising in Tabulas?  I kinda knew it was coming since in-line ads are disabled.  No biggy though.

Personal updates since 2007:

• I've been working in almost every field in multimedia. I'm trying out Web and Interactive now, practicing PHP, CSS, HTML, XHTML, Lingo, AJAX, Javascript.  I'm planning to learn Actionscript though. 
  
• I'm stuck in school, probably forever since I'd be teaching soon.
• I'm 22. Single... not actually an update. more like a reminder. *cue laughter* I'm not also looking for "The One" anymore.  "The One" would be a plus point but not totally necessary.  I'm in the brink of giving up.
  
• I'm still trying to lose weight, again, not an update, just a reminder.
• I have jetlag.  I haven't been anywhere. I just sleep 8 hrs in the afternoon and two hours at night.  This is a rare time for me to be awake, since I'm going to Asia Pacific College tomorrow to see the students there.
• I am now lame (lamer if you knew me back in high school).  When I'm not working on a project, I would be studying about multimedia arts.  I don't have the energy to go out anymore.  Another reason why I'm lame. 
• Everything feels different than it was when I first blogged here.
• I have no lingering feeling of love and lost, or any spite of my school or schoolwork, or how pissed I am with my dad back then.  A lot has changed.  I really don't know now if I'm happy or sad that these things have changed.  I knew that I knew myself more then, I'm still figuring out what I'm becoming now.
  

All in all, I guess one can say I'm bored.  I want to do something different, something new. 

"The old is new again"