Hay. I was blog hopping just now when I stumbled into the blog of a certain orgmate that made me realize why my own blog has been called angsty an uncomfortable number of times. And the reason? My name is written all over everything that my newfound model blog is not. - it contains perfectly well written entries that are not heavily loaded with kilometric sentences. to elaborate, see second sentence of this entry.
- it has the decency to present its readers with some variety, i.e. photos, song lyrics, subtly stylized text, changes in justification, change in font size, etcetera, etcetera.
- it gets a lot of comments. (now this I have no control over, but I can look at it in the indirect sense. my entries would generate comments if they were interesting enough.
I think I need a more cheerful, stop-and-read-my-entries kind of layout. My current one is the exact opposite of something that grows on you. It's absolutely adorable and all, but it's not one for being used too long. It gets really blah after a while. And it reminds me of the United States. There are better things to be reminded of.
This is supposed to be a happy entry. I keep falling back to complaints and rants and what-I-hated-about-my-day things. Either that or glum and disappointingly bad cryptic writing. I must be reading too much of my friends' blogs (Gen's and Sig's respectively), and adapting their styles grotesquely. (take note: I did not mean that Sig's entries are disappointingly bad.)
See, I'm complaining about my habit of complaining. It's a viscious cycle!
Grawr~
Today was a good day despite missing a very important genmeet and getting burried alive in a 196 quiz. It was a regular Tuesday. And only after my last class was it happier than usual. It felt so productive to go to CHK and reserve the courts for tomorrow and Saturday's tennis sessions before dropping off the balls and the permit to one of my officers at the Eng'g courts. The little errand made me feel accomplished. Hehehe.
I had time to laze around at school after that. So Peanut and I had isaw and sat around in the car. Peanut was apparently oblivious to the delight hiding under the name tenga. Hehehe...Akala niya taba.
The rest of the afternoon and evening were equally carefree and pleasant. Such is the effect of having the next day free. The best part of Wednesdays off are the Tuesday afternoons that come before it. :D
Hmm..I'm feeling for another kada dinner. One of these days, when it feels carefree again, it would do us all good to get together and grab a bite. Tapos lamon ng desert sa Flaming Wings. XD
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