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A Johari window is a cognitive psychological tool created by Joseph Luft and Harry Ingham in 1955 in the United States, used to help people better understand their interpersonal communication and relationships. It is used primarily in self-help groups and corporate settings as a heuristic exercise.

When performing the exercise, the subject is given a list of 55 adjectives and picks five or six that they feel describe their own personality. Peers of the subject are then given the same list, and each pick five or six adjectives that describe the subject. These adjectives are then mapped onto a grid.

Ang ganda nito for team building and stuff no?

I have my own dito sa site na to. Suuper tagal na nito di ko nauupdate ahehe.

Paupdate naman guys! I’d appreciate your input!

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Mau+Hernandez

thanks

so far, this is how it looks.

All Percentages

able (0%) accepting (3%) adaptable (0%) bold (15%) brave (0%) calm (3%) caring (0%) cheerful (42%) clever (7%) complex (0%) confident (46%) dependable (19%) dignified (0%) energetic (42%) extroverted (19%) friendly (42%) giving (0%) happy (30%) helpful (7%) idealistic (3%) independent (38%) ingenious (0%) intelligent (23%) introverted (0%) kind (3%) knowledgeable (19%) logical (26%) loving (0%) mature (3%) modest (0%)nervous (0%) observant (0%) organised (3%) patient (0%) powerful (3%) proud (0%) quiet (0%) reflective (7%) relaxed (3%) religious (0%) responsive (7%) searching (0%) self-assertive (3%) self-conscious (3%) sensible (15%) sentimental (3%) shy (0%) silly (11%) spontaneous (26%) sympathetic (0%) tense (0%) trustworthy (23%) warm (0%) wise (7%) witty (42%)

From Ate Joy’s Post and also from a friend who has a friend who has an "eyeball"connection with one of the former E-heads cast.

Anyway there is a Philippines Star online article that confirms the reunion http://www.philstar.com/archives.php?&aid=2008071263&type=2&

It’s slated for August 30 at the CCP Open Grounds. A one night only concert where they will be performing their classic hits!

Also, confirmed by one of the members of the band. Its supposed to be
hush hush as of the moment because the details haven’t been ironed out
yet…

but YES! THERE WILL BE A REUNION!!!!

AYEN! KUYA BYRON! MAGIPON NA TAYO!!!!

Kahit gabi ito ng boards exams manonood ako!!! Hahahaha!

    I’ve decided to change my nickname.

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Why? Well its kinda awkward to possess a monicker that sounds exactly the same as your boss’,

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So here’s a poll for you, my friends, to vote for a nickname for me.

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Vote kayo lahat! Para fun!

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Kung
alin mang vote ang manalo….. Yun ang gagamitin ko hehehe unless it
happens na the name is so absurd, then depende na lang kung ano
mananalo.

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Seryoso guys ha.

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Sa mga nagtatanong kung bakit ako magpapalit ng nickname:

Kasi magbabago na ako ng personality. O ha! Parang damit lang!

hehehe

Well
seriously, kasi pareho kami ng nickname ng soon to be boss ko. So to
avoid confusion, eh magpapalit na lang ako ng nickname. hehehe

Saka
parang ang cool din na iba-iba ang tawag sakin everywhere. At least
when somebody calls me, I’d have an idea kung saan kami unang nagkita.

Okiba yung reason?

Vote na!

Kahit wala kang multiply account you can still vote!

ito yung link

http://lavendercrystal.multiply.com/journal/item/73/Gimme_a_NEW_NICKNAME_final_update

According to sir Andre:

If hindi diver, but willing to snorkel…you can help move the clams from the holding pool to the sea and then watch from above as the divers place the clams. There will also be a short input and discussion with the giant clam experts from MSI who are in charge of the breeding and transport of clams.  You can also discuss with the local managers who have been protecting and building up a stock of clams (so that they will reach a reproductively viable population)

Even if hindi snorkeler, there is a jetty from which you can see so many colorful fishes swimming already.

I am not sure when there will be other opportunities to join a similar activity, they pop up every couple or so years I guess but the potential participants would vary from one occasion to the next–this particular time it’s open.

Invite:

For those who might be interested in joining a giant clam reseeding activity in Dive and Trek, Bauan, Batangas on May 31-June 1.

P3,100 per person (for one overnight including meals and insurance) (free use of SCUBA gear–if licensed diver–or snorkelling gear if not)

P5,500 to adopt-a-clam (you get a certificate of adoption and the clam is tagged with the name of your choice) (I’m not sure what other benefits you get whenever you come back to check on your clam at the resort but I think there might be some discounts)

Punta tayo guys!

contact me na lang hehehe.

1 o’clock am, I was writing an article about adoption for
one of my rakets. 10 kilometers away, in a hospital an event was happening that
I was totally unaware of.

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My cousin died this morning, at

Jose

Reyes

Medical

Center

,
as a result of the aftermath of her chemotherapy treatment, she had ovarian
cancer.

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Her remains arrived around 7pm after being sent to the
funeral parlor. I haven’t seen it yet. I feel like seeing it would be finally
admitting that she is dead. When I found out this morning, at around 9am, I was
completely dumbfounded, and all I can say is, until now, I still haven’t
accepted her death.

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Maybe because deep inside, I knew she’d survive. She was a
strong woman, one of the daredevils of the family. She learned to drive at 15
years old and would take their van out from under her father’s nose to practice
drive. She braved every feature of

Enchanted

Kingdom

and

Star

City

whenever we’d go there for
Christmas, and is one of the persons insisting on going to

Splash

Island

in the summer to brave the 4 story slides.

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The cancer was unexpected, at first she thought she was
pregnant, then it turned out to be something worse.

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It was really surprising because the battle wasn’t very
long. It was only her second chemotherapy session. Yet after the first, she
already looked like death.

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Truth is, I feel guilty, because I never did anything to
help, never offered any.

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We used to be really close my cousins and

I.

when we were young, because we all lived in the same compound, we would always
play together.

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When we got a little bit older, we would go to family
outings, hence the

Star

City

and

Splash

Island

trips. Her and my
older sister with a help from her younger brother Jhe would convince to Ery to
take us swimming. Or she’d borrow the van from her dad so we could go to

Star

City

.

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When we got a bit older still, we started to fall apart. We
started to have our own worlds. We’d still get together during Christmas, New
Year and Fiestas though; where we’d always try to rent a videoke machine so that
we’d enjoy the night. Aileen was always the one taking care of the videoke,
from finding a place to rent, to fetching it from there. In our generation, and
of those cousins still living in our small compound, she was the only one who
could drive, so she would always be assigned the fetching and the driving.

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She gave me a friendster testimonial, and now I feel so
guilty that I never gave her one. That it is only now that I explore her good
side.

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Everybody was so sure that she’d survive. Nobody really took
it seriously. Now I guess everyone has guilt feelings for it.

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It’s the first night of her burol. I was expecting relatives
to arrive by the dozens, but I really didn’t expect them to arrive today. Not
when I myself haven’t accepted her death.

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I was nice to see familiar faces that I haven’t seen in
years as well as to see new faces that I’ve never seen before. My cousins,
nephews and nieces they’re all here right now. Reminiscing, talking about how
everybody’s been talking about what-ifs and the like. It would be really nice
if it wasn’t for the event that made it possible.

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I make it a point not to look at a corpse in a coffin,
there’s something eerie about it for me. Especially if the person I am looking
at is someone I know. I hope I get to look at her one last time though, and
properly apologize.

Well here’s my promised Puerto Galera entry and then some.
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Anyway
my adventure started friday when I came home from school early to
arrange my stuff and finish what i have to finish before I go to Puerto
Galera. Apparently some articles i wrote earlier for a raket turned out
to be unsatisfactory so I had to repeat some of them. And then same
night, I recieved article assignments from another bossing requiring me
to pass them on Sunday.
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Well since I can’t pass up the
opportunity to earn the cash (which by the way would pay for my Puerto
trip and some other ones) I finished those 3 articles that same night
prompting me to pass on the z’s for that evening.
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Having just
finished editing and rewriting articles about Pilates and foot pain
(ick!) I went to pack a 2 day duffel bag for the Puerto trip. It was
about 3:45 am. I also made it a point to call up my two beach
companions so they’ll wake up on time to fetch me at 5am.
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And
well just as expected, the 5am deadline wasn’t met and I was fetched at
around 5:45. And if any of the readers know me when I lack sleep, I’m
either a B!TCH or an angel, that morning I was a B!TCH. Maybe because
of the fact that I really really REALLy could’ve used the extra hour
sleep had I know that we were going to depart late.
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Anyway
enough of that. Trying to sleep on the way was b!tchier than me because
I can’t seem to sleep…. I wonder why. <sarcastic>
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We
were still figuring out how to get to Puerto Galera on the road. All
three of us were first timers, so we were referring to the set of
instructions that I got from the internet. And miraculously, after 3
hours of watching out for signs, b!tching and catching up on stuff, we
were finally able to get to Batangas pier, pay a hefty parking and
tricycle fee and finally wiggle ourselves into the waiting area of the
ferry.
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And as if we weren’t irresponsible enough about not
knowing how to get there, we also don’t have room reservations. Well it
was the internet and my foresight to the rescue once again, as I did
also research some contacts numbers for places to stay on the beach.
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Unfortunately
the place was full-up and we couldn’t find an affordable place that
still accepted guests. Fortuntely, there was this number for a
residential area that was pretty close to the beach. We thought we’d
take it instead of sleeping in the sand, so we did for 1,500 pesos a
night.
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Our ferry was delayed 15 minutes according to the P.A.
system, but in actuality, it was delayed 45 minutes. When we were
finalyl able to board, the suppposedly 10:30 am boat ride was left at
approximately 11:15 into the unforgiving sea.
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Why unforgiving?
Well, as luck would have it it was a particularly wavy time of the day
and most of the passengers were at the point of hurling midway into the
ferry ride. The start was kinda enjoyable, it was kinda riding anchors
away, and some people were actually wooting and asking for more, but
after 45 minutes of getting tossed and turned, you wouldn’t feel good
either.
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It was around 1pm when we finally arrived at white
sand beach, totally regretting what we got into and wanting to just get
to our place and go to sleep first before enjoying the boat laden,
people brimming, 36 degree beach.
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We took refuge from the noon
sun at a nearby souvenir shop where I instantly lost all trace of
seas-sickness at the sight of  capiz earrings.
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Unfortunately,
the short burst of eenjoyment wasn’t to be as we were taken by our
contact to the house. It was clean but it was a bit frugal and a bit
far from the beach. WE had to cross a smelly kanal
to the house. And we had to share the bathroom with the dwellers. No
hot shower, no aircon. it’s good that the room was cool enough sso we
had a brief lie down to get rid of the sickness and the disappointment
of the trip.
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Half accepting that we’ll be spending the trip to
Puerto Galera sleeping on the the bed, we stood up and got dressed in
our swimsuits to make the most of the trip and headed straight back to
the souvenir shop to do some shopping.
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After shopping we went
for lunch, which at first sounded pretty expensive, but turned out to
be a feast. The chicken I ordered was skewered and barbecued on a 2 ft.
long metal rod and even if I didn’t eat rice, I was really full by the
time I finished.
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We proceded to look for someone who’ll take us
snorkelling. Because at that time it was already past 3pm, it was hard
looking for a boat because the common schedule of snorkelling was 1-3pm
and 3-6 pm.
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Fortunately we found one in the person of mamang nakablue
who took us on for snorkelling together with seven other people (who we
were sitting next to at the ferry waiting area by the way). We went out
to sabang beach if I’m corerct and found a blue starfissh, some scary
looking living thing that had white string like tentacles that spread
over the ocean floor, a few butterfly fishes, a lot of groupers of
different colors, a scary looking tentacle like arm of what seemed to
be a plant, no jellyfishes but about 15 sea urchins.
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I managed to teach tere how to snorkel, and partly teach yocz how to dive with her snorkel on.
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We
collected smooth rocks, (which by the way i wasn’t able to take home
because I forgot them in the room) and weren’t able to go banana
boating because we came back fro snorkelling too late in the night.
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The
snorkelling trip was enjoyable especially when we all tried to
simultaneoussly hsow each other some fascinating thing we saw under the
ocean. It was expecially fun whenever somebody blurts out that she just
swallowed a mouthful of (very salty) sea water.
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Getting back to the island, we almost forget to pay manong nakablue
for the trip. change into drier clothes without changing the swimsuits
and went for dinner. By the way I saw this guy who looked so much like
mike Shinoda I couldn’t resist staring at him… and he caught me
staring. hahahaha.
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Anyway we looked for a bar and ordered a
pitcher of mindoro sling. It was kinda early so we ditched the bar,
bought some shirts and took the rest of the pitcher to the beach where
we sat, tipsy still drinking, taking pictures and making a complete
fool of ourselves.
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After downing the mindoro sling, we went to
the tent where orange and lemons were supposed to be playing, but
thought it was gonna be too full of people and we were all tired
anyway. So we decided to finally call it a night and proceeded to go
back to our house.
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Well apparently it wasn’t the end of the
night because I suddenly hear someone calling out to me, and it was
some alumni from my org. WE exchanged a few words and said our goodbyes
and went back to our room.
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Back in the room, Thet and I felt
that the night wasn’t enough, but Tere was down for the count. So thet
and i resolved to find my alumni friends to join them hehehe, after
all, we thought, the more the merrier.
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So we went back to the
beach trying to find them but we couldn’t. So we went to the orange and
lemons concert only to find out that it was already full to the brim.
WE went to the livelier part of the beach and got ourselves some beer
and just walked along the beach, and whaddaya know, we found the
peoplewe were looking for.
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They just finished a pitcher of
Mindoro sling and we joined them for another one. We downed it in 5
minutes. After that, I was already drunk harhar and joyce (one of the
alumni) and I talked about the last tym we both were drunk and laughed
soo much about it. The others availed of the massage from ate masahista when Thet finally wanted to call it a night because we had to go back to manila early because she had to drive.
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We
decided that I could stay with my orgmates and she and tere ould go
home. So me and Atan took her to our lodging so that I could get the
key from her so that I could go home later. At that point the idea of
getting left behind was starting to sound like a bad idea so I did a
coin toss to decide what I should do. The coin said I should go back to
Manila with thet.
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So I told Atan I wasn’t going back with him, (sorry tlaga!) and we finally went to sleep.
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We
were supposed to wake up at 4am so that we could be back to Manila by
9am, but as luck wasn’t on our side on that trip, we woke up at 6:45am,
with bad moods, and in my case, a bad hangover.
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We got a ferry
ticket for 7:30 am packed really fast, got some medicine for the
hangover and the seasickness and went on the two hour boat ride.
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The
way home was pretty peaceful, maybe because I was asleep most of the
time. But Tere and Thet had a waving and pacute session with two guys
in a lancer along SLEX.
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We lost them when we turned to get breakfast and coffee at KFC and starbucks.
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That
was the fun in the sun part, but when I finally arrived home,  it was
only to find out that my neices are  visiting and  as usual, I was
expected to help in taking care of them.
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So it would be safe
to say that I didn’t get any sleep either when I got home. Then the
next day, it was another day of class and org stuff. We had to wait for
Halley until 8pm, because we can’t leave the extremely important items
at the tambayan. It was really bad timing because I still had 4 problem
sets for ES11 and 4 problem sets for ChE 123. I  wasn’t able to do it
at the tambayan too because I had to help in the sorting of the papers
and the PET bottles.
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I went home with Len, but not before
getting some sushi and calamares at the sulu hotel. Len had this gift
cheque that would expire April 30 so we had to claim it. It’s good that
the sushi tasted really good. I took it home and my father’s craving
for sushi because of it.
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And now I am sleepless and swamped
with work. Why is that so when today’s a holiday? Well, my neices are
still here and my mom’s at work and my sister’s constantly finding some
other type of work that would prompt her to ask me to take care of the
baby for a "few minutes". So i wasn’t able to find a decent continuous
time to gatehr my thoughts to do and plan for the simultaneous FOPC GA
and two house to house trips, problem sets for ES 11 and ChE 123  and
the 2nd ES 11 exam.
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Just my luck huh?
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Truly, now that
I’ve written all of this while comtemplating yet another sleepless
night, I wonder if the recently concluded friday the 13th is getting
back at me for the unusually good luck I got that day.
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*sigh
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Well now that that’s all vented out… back to work for me.

went to puerto galera last sat. next tym n lng ung details. basta nasabi kong pumunta kami hehehe. may hangover pa ako from last ny eh so tulog muna. pero nakapost na yung photos here.

Well it’s back to the writing scene again, I just got my first set of writing assignments due on April 24… weeeeeeeeee.
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And getting back to my writing days means getting back to writing this blog. This blog is kind of the vein that drains all of the poisonous stuff that comes into my body whenever I write for profit or for work, whether it be for a subject, for a raket or for somebody else, this blog is my drain and my readers… well your kind of the wastewater treatment plant… hehehe.
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Well back to che 123, I have an exam tommorow.

It’s almost the end of the first week of summer classes and almost time for bloody exams and already people have experienced and shared with me the wrath of a curse that befalls every female known to woman…. PMS.
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For those who don’t know what PMS is, please google it, don’t make me explain it here.
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Anyway, I think I might’ve shouted at a few people and consequently, natarayan ang higit pa na mas madaming tao, (wala akong makitang appropriate word for natarayan in the english language eh) during the course of my curse.
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Aside from being short fused, I am also prone to food binging, which is really bad if you’re trying to lose weight like me.
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And if those weren’t enough, there is also oversleeping waaaaaa. i scheduled myself for a 6 hour sleep today after which I will wake up to do school stuff and other important stuff. Since I choose to sleep the heat away during the afternoon, I sleep during the day and work at night.
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Up until now, that plan worked…. waaaaaaaaa.
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I overslept, now I only have a third of the time I usually reserve for working… waaaaaaaaa.
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Patay…

I thought it was bad when I stopped doing rakets concerning writing, now I’m not in the mood to write even in my blogs.
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I’ve been trying to, but i always get distracted.
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So
I’m forcing myself to write right now so that I don’t get rusty,
especially because I’m taking in a new raket this summer which will
hopefully continue on through the next year. After all I’ll be needing
the money for the trip to Puerto and the planned swimming thing that my
batchmates at UP are planning.
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Anyway i’m re-organizing my
stuff today. It seems my stuff just spontaneousl get disorganized
during school season. Most of the time I don’t have time to tidy up
because either I’m late for class or I need the extra 15 minutes for
sleep.
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Usually my room is clean and organized during summer and vacations, but once classes start, well you get the idea.
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Anyway
usually, before classes start, I expect the clutter to  come so i renew
my organizing strategy. Well it neer seems to work.
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This summer
class season, I decided to buy one of those cardboard boxes with labels
for my readings. I wanted a pigeon-hole like spot to place my readings
and organize them into subjects, but it was just too expensive so I
settled for the boxes.
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And I’m also gonna reconstruct my shelf
so I can turn it into a study table. I hope it works. i’ve taken into
making my bed my study table, it’s okay but it becomes a bother when
I’m studying in the middle of the night and suddenly have the inkling
to take a power nap which then eventually turns into a full pledged 8
hour sleep and when I do wake up, I’m suddenly cramming to finish what
is hould’ve finished the night before.
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Right now I’m on a rest period, I never knew I had so much paper to organize and to throw away.
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Oh I completely forgot to CRS bash nyahhaha see it in my next entry.