As I write this piece, I believe my batchmates are so busy right now burying their faces in thick books full of numbers, scanning previous exams we had from the past six semesters, and pressing the keys of their calculators too hard. Two days from now, I shall be regretting all of my not caring about the assessment exams that have been the talk-of-the-department for weeks. I may see my name at the most bottom part of the 4 posted papers which will contain the exams' results, I don't care. I accept an expected defeat. And, wait! Defeat from? This ain't any battle at all. Come on!

I noticed that only our department, the Accountancy Department, has this period of assessment exams at the start and end of the academic year. The exams are about accounting major subjects that were finished by students. Equivalently, a higher year level means an increase in the number of exams to be taken. Sophomores take an exam on Basic, Juniors on Financial, Seniors on Financial, Business Law 1, Cost 1 and Advanced 1, and for Super Seniors, I feel sick of enumerating all other subjects. I then become review-phobic. Burp!

I had the entire summer spending all my days in mobile phone, sleeping, eating and watching countless shows on DVD. I might have had a controversial cocooning for April and May but I never brought any accounting book home. The original plan was to start the review and rereading when I get back here in the campus.

I am here now! Ola! For almost two weeks. I swear, any attempt to flip a page on a book that is supposed to be reviewed feels like a touch on a fire burning. I have tried to read but my mind endlessly skips into the outer part of my virtual dimension. I think of how to score a sure 1 point in Financial Accounting when I lost all my books on this subject. And as I tried to scan my Cost and Advanced 1 books, any idea of where to start quickly melts away. Even if I don't want Ma'am Jho to be disappointed with whatever my scores will be on the two latter subjects she mentored me. But this case is inescapably unforgivable. It's not that I am in extreme indolence that I don't review. It's just that I'm too tired to do it. I have this exhaustion whose roots have long withered. Like all things conspired to blindfold me and forced me to stop moving.

Deep within, I really admire the purpose of these assessment exams which is to refresh and update the students on the knowledge and all other accounting-related stuffs that would prep them up for the judgment day: the Board Exam. Nevertheless, I don't think that I am ready enough to be refreshed and go out of the dark room I am in. It's not yet time for any reform. Just a little bit more and fixing all other loopholes that I have reinvented, I can come out. For now, I am out of the league. I'm going to give them the spots above. It'll take time for me to be BACK there. It'll take time. That is, if I still can.#

[Here's more. I wrote this one on November 2010. This mourned, rejoiced, condoled and celebrated my first semester as a Junior College Student.]

How long? Months? Maybe 5 months. Yeah, that’s it. I’ve had 5 months of unrecorded thoughts. I really miss writing. I can feel it along the silence of this trembling cold night as i write after a long break. Again. Given my favourite pen, few sheets of papers, personal privacy as everybody else in the room is asleep and having only the sole light of a lamp to illuminate this unconscious night, I believe I deserve these few hours for myself. Writing whatever matters my head and heart have long wanted to share. With one last and long sigh, here I would go. Knocking my thoughts on heaven’s doors.
 
 
As a junior student, this semester has been so revealing. Revealing in a sense that it showed me who I am, what my strengths and weaknesses are and taught me valuable lessons which I considered absurd months ago. There those things went. Profoundly.Unseen.Uncensored.Unnoticed. Since I haven’t kept a diary to track the things that happened lately, I would love to start reminiscing all those memorable events which opened my eyes, locked my lips and drew my smiles. Selecting the highlights would be a fun job for this may become a short synopsis I would compensate for all the things I left unattended. And I bet, this may take much time. However, that’s not the issue here anymore. So break it free.As for the newest things I have gone with this semester, JPIA has a lot to say about them. This semester embarked with the exhaustive enrolment week. As a student-assistant to the enrolees, this has somehow made me realize that I AM a JPIA Officer, a fact which gradually registered to my instinct. Talk about what I’ve been through during the Accountancy Week. It’s not that I was the only busy one, it is about how floored I am every time I think of the titanic responsibilities and tasks I have overcome. I tell you, it’s never easy when all eyes and expectations are laid in your standing. It was made even more challenging when things were brought up to the regional level. The Regional Midyear Convention in CDO! Winning the Whiz Kids Plus as champion for the second consecutive year despite only reaching 2nd place in the Pop Dance Competition having MSU-Main Chapter as Champion for 4 straight years and receiving the Overall 1st Runner-up award, I am of much pride of myself in behalf of the entire local chapter. It was my 2ndCDo invasion this sem because I had participated the Regional Executive Board Meeting months earlier. That was fun, really. Living in the hotel like we owned everything. Played the piano insanely, repeated using the elevator ‘till it seemed still nauseous even outside, and talked in the meeting proper as if we were never afraid of the things we wanted to convey. For everything that happened and are yet to happen, I look forward more from my co-officers. That’s the spirit.
 
 
Jumping onto the other side, let me blab on my academics. One word.Haha. That’s how it all rolled. I would chuckle how this semester just ended where in fact I never really felt it started. One of the wondrous coincidences this sem has offered is the parallelism in terms of final grades my two major subjects incurred. They are both 2.0. It had an offsetting effect. I exerted more effort on the first one but was falling on it. I was too relax with the other one but was passing it. They’re still equal at the end. Though I honestly expected 2.5 and 1.5 on the latter, it seemed like expectations don’t materialize at all times. Tsk. Furthermore, it’s a blessing to have 3.0 in Econ60. Flunking those nerve-wracking exams, I should have failed. I can’t relate with the subject, honestly speaking. Until now. So it’s better done that way, isn’t it? My PE4, Mgt11 and English8 were definitely demanding subjects but based on grades, my instructors should have bestowed mercy by raising them higher. Yet they didn’t. Well then, there’s still hope when Sir Peepo gave me an exhilarating grade in Mktg11 which I prayed since I failed the prelim exam. What an answered prayer! Even if my goal was to push my CGPA up, it went down. I have no one to blame. I guess. I still have my scholarship, no worries! There must be something for the next semesters.
 
 
With regards to my beloved MSU-Honors Program, it was also my first 5 months of enjoying my being a full-pledged member. “POOP”, it is the word of the semester taking into consideration the realizations I had and still am having now that I own the spot. Many would kill for this. I’m blessed I have one. Even if I missed the applicants’ Talent Show, that wouldn’t turn down the joy I had with the other activities the program had. Tripping from the rushed Orientation Program where I shockingly spoke, to the Interview phase where I tried to build impressions with people coming in, to the Essay Writing, IQ and Aptitude Tests as well as the Extemporaneous Speaking phases where I saw how the new kids evolved, and to the postponed probationary-members-to-be’s Acceptance, HP still gives reasons for everything. Yet, my favourite for this sem were the things we all did during the University Foundation Anniversary along with the quiz shows we’ve won. HP has yet more to go and it is as cruel as Dan Brown’s novel that it never allows things get predicted. HP people love that sort of twist.Now if there’s a question about what made me happiest during the semester, it would be consolidated with two things.
 
 
First, BALANCES! Through up and down, for over three years now, we remained strong. We were there. Present enough to be seen. Everyone’s happiness is shared. Everyone’s sorrow is felt. Everyone’s undertaking is always a joint venture. Indeed, we are an adorable corporation ready to give dividends not just in profits but even in losses. I could never be happier in the department with BALANCES as my family. They’re all damn crazy.
 
 
Second would be my home away from home, RD. Doydoy, Baloi, Dann, KuyaGodo, Kingkoi, Adam, Kris and Welvor, they have been the wisest and funniest guys that still keep doing things I never expected them to do. They go beyond limits. Very optimistic yet I enjoy their frailty. Better or worse. Added on the long list are Vit, Ariel, Jeffrey, Junjun and the RS-turning-RD Rowen, I love these kids so much. They are unfolding a new generation of RD that I want to impart with, if not complete. Without RD, maybe I got myself with ropes on my neck every time I was with a burden I couldn’t afford to bear. They are impressive painters. They paint you a smile on your very face. A smile which you never thought still exists.
 
 
When people ask me about how my family is going on. I can’t answer any of their questions. Even now, this section is out of order. I am sorry.
 
As for the insanity that I thought wouldn’t fade, I ain’t sure about it yet. But now, I have no plans at all. I am settled.
 
 
I love the way how things are.I love myself despite anything. I know people love me. There are those who care and even with these miseries, I know heaven’s doors will open. Soon.# 

People may say that I have been blogsite-hopping. That I am restlessly changing the sites in which I post my blog entries. I am guilty of that! However, there are tons of reasons why I am back here in blogger. Yes, I AM BACK! I made my first ever blog here 3 years ago. That's about 2008. Quite a long time. So how about some "Welcome Back" streamers out there bloggers?

I started blogging here when I was about 4th year High School. Eventually, I got bored. I knew of not even a single friend who kept their own blog. I was on my own. And everytime I look at and read my old blogspot page [ emopunkprinz.blogspot.com ], I always laugh at my childishness. The posts there are so unplanned, unmanaged, and impulsive. Except for some pictures, it is worth to be hidden from the open. However, I want to keep that as a record. My first blog. Oh come on! That's for my children to read.

The same story happened with my multiply account. On the peak of multiply's 15-minute fame, I left blogger and jumped there at the same year. Still, I had to leave my page [ emopunkprinz.multiply.com ], which is a proof of a dark-loving personality I once conquered, because I got tired of blogging when only a few people follow me. Sadly, those few people are those who viewed my page through accident. I just hope it was serendipity for them. I changed home again.

I stopped blogging after 2 consecutive site failures. But not writing. I never will. When facebook came out, I posted some of my write-ups there as NOTES. Since it's a social networking site, I got the taste of what it's like for my pieces to be scrutinized, rejected and appreciated. Yet, there was still a hole. Something that kept my writing satisfaction on the edge.

I should give credits to Eia Guimbor for directing me to tumblr.com. I saw 30 reasons to love tumblr. *quoted*. I loved the photos there. Undisputedly, it's the best site for pictures. (Try it if you haven't been there!) So I also started building my own tumblr home. I was too delighted by the pictures that maybe my page [ iamnorbert.tumblr.com ] almost resembles earth's ratio of water to land. 70% photos, 30% words. And wait, I want to be a word-blogger and honestly, tumblr is for people with DSLR cameras. And one more thing, I got helpless when posting wordy blog entries in tumblr when I realized that it was inconvenient for readers to leave their comments. Pathetic.

I embraced wordpress after I saw a link on a page of someone I follow on twitter. I was initially floored. Shoot! It was way to cool. [ iamnorbert.wordpress.com ] The widgets: hoverPics, Twitter posts, blogroll, calendar, tag cloud, category cloud and blog hits, they all amused me. Getting me do a single overnight to make the entire page look good. But it's the header thing that greatly pulled me. I always wanted something like that in my blog and so, my wordpress header is something I worked hard for. My problem however with this site is the uploading of photos that must be included in your blog posts. Darn. It really consumes much time. Crunching and Saving suck. It bothered me again but I just let it that way. It was the only one that's not good about wordpress.

Here comes a lady of words, photos and links. *chuckles*. Sittie Ayeesha Dicali's blogger account [ ayeeshamd.blogspot.com ] made some hissing sound. Wooh! I just think her blog is awesome. And I swear to the gods and goddesses of Mount Olympus that her header is flooringly eye-catching. I was like, "I shouldn't have left blogger if I knew I could do and have these stuffs her blog brags." Furthermore, I opened Ogie Diaz' Twitter page and clicked on the link of his website. I found out that it is here on blogger and man, he has 1000+ followers. Come on! I wasn't amazed by the number. *really*. I was with the F-O-L-L-O-W-E-R-S. People finally mind reading you.
Isn't this what I was born for?

And so, I am here again. Starting a new blogging life in this site. I promise to keep this updated. And well-structured. Not bad with the site with the highest number of bloggers. Not bad! Click. I am home.

P.S. --> my tumblr and wordpress accounts will still be active. I'll be posting special stuffs to see and read there. Some stuffs fit for them. :)