Sembreak Na!

here are some of the perks on how festive october is:

• First, you can forget that you actually have an academic life. You can deliberately forget about beating deadlines and cramming for long exams. You can even repress the idea that you're a college junior aiming to graduate next year. School stuffs are passe.

• Second, you can pursue your long hours of slumber, which has been disturbed because of your journ107, 9am class last sem. You can sleep the hours away during daylight and be perked up to turn your nights into a mad party.

• Third, you can "catch up on your reading" (haha.. now i'm singin' the song) It's true, you can continue to page 96 of Sionil Jose's Ermita or you can re-read "Girl With A Pearl Earring" and be lost in space all over again. Admit it, your 'reader ego' is tormented by the piles of reading materials required to you last sem.
  

• Fourth, you can meet with your long lost friends, a.k.a.your high-school friends, and get wasted all night long. Meeting these pasaways is actually one divine experience during sembreak. You can catch up with each other, on "who's who" - who got pregnant, devirginized/got devirginized, snagged a boyfriend/girlfriend, gained some weight, etc.

• Fifth, you can watch other tv channels than GMA , which seemed to be the only channel apparent to your housemates minds in Baguio. You can continue cursing the sluts of MTV Dimissed and fall inlove with Matt's character in Joe Schmo Show and get amused with Bob in Pinoy Big Brother.

• Sixth, *wink* wink* you can stalk this guy you have been eyeing eversince (this, time i wont provide the details, some people might become too much assuming..) But its true, its the perfect time to apply for stalking jobs.

• Seventh, and the most important, the icing of the cake, you can bond with your daddy, mommy, brother, and cousins 24/7. Admit it, the best thing about sembreak is being home - having this intrinsic feeling of, err, belongingness. This is the perfect time to have guitar lessons with daddy, share hilarious jokes with mommy-hear the amusing anecdotes she saved up for you, and pursue this IRAQ-US War on Terror with your five-year-old brother. (talk about being an obnoxious and evil nineteen-year-old sister that I am.)hehe..

waah!!! i'm counting the days already...