it comes with each semester: a dreaded 5-day span where i'll be smoking/cursing a hell lot more than i usually do, having the few lines on my forehead closer to each other and during which i'll be stripped off of any hints of hedonism. yerp, it's the 5 days of test week. and the lecturers will give out a few assignments and quizzes as well, just to make it a bit more "interesting".

this "test week" i'm talking about, it was never made official but it just happen to be that way. sort of like a trend for the lecturers; "hey, why not have all the tests in a same friggin' week? it'll be fun!"

and just when i finally managed to patch things up with mr. sara, he "recommended" that i withdraw from the course or to "make myself absent" from the final exam. ouch.

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meet "bhoma", the temple guardian that guards most, if not all the temple in bali. depicted as a leering monster (lolling tongue, tusklike teeth) is said to prevent evil from slipping into the sacred grounds.

i took the picture at puri puseh temple on the way to denpasar. i was amazed on how detailed (and beautiful) the stone carvings were. too bad they're kinda heavy, i can easily take one from the hotel and stuff it in my bag. hehehe.

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i was really pissed the other day when i can't load my blog and decided to ask the people in blogger support. this is their reply:

hi there,

i'm afraid you've fallen victim to a bug in our system which occasionally loses template data. your posts are still safe, but unfortunately we were not able to recover your template for you.

to use one of our default templates, you can click the "choose new template" tab on the template page. this will let you publish your blog again while you recreate your old template. We apologize for the inconvenience and we are working on getting this problem fixed. however, it is always a good idea to save your own copy of a template if you make extensive customizations.

sincerely,
blogger support

well, at least now i know why =)

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i went to bali the other day (shah, i owe you on this) and i had the most wonderful time there. the beaches, the people, the culture, the buildings, the nightlife,.. everything's superb. i'm definitely going there again later, with more $ for bungee jump, spa, shopping, clubs etc. hehehe.

who knows, i might even retire early and settle there, open a small bar and learn to surf, get married and have children. that'll be nice. haih~

but i guess i'll have to deal with the fact that i'm stuck here for now.

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monday. god knows how i hate mondays. it was 5am and i was exceptionally sleepy, but i sensed something- i wasn't sure what but it was major enough to make me feel restless. so i decided to stay up and go to the 8am class i loathe so much. so i went, 30 minutes late, and sat there, flipping through the lecture notes when someone gave me the attendance sheet. highlighted and underlined, my name and id was purposely made conspicuous. and further up, was saravanan's distinct handwriting; "see me!".

"mr. sara, my name's highlighted. i assume it's about my attendance? i..."

"i don't want to hear anything from you. i will never believe it."

"then how can we settle this if we don't talk?"

"you think about that yourself."

conclusion: i'm going to be barred. dammit.

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i was on the verge of madness- bored and starving when i came across "online confessions" by sandra leong. puzzled by the alien idea, i decided to check out some if the links there. and believe me, people dig these kind of stuff.

take "not proud" for instance, confessions are divided according to the seven sins of pride, envy, sloth, lust, gluttony, greed and anger. almost automatically, i clicked on "lust" and waited excitedly. hehe.


these are some of the "confessions":

03/20/2003 at 21:03:04
I want to smell my teacher's underpants.

08/27/2002 at 05:07:09
I masturbated. Damn it.

10/04/2000 at 17:02:23
I've been dating my friend's mother. I just hope he never finds out...Diego would kill me!

come to think of it, how "practical" are these sites? i dont think it'll do any good, confessing but not taking any actions whatsoever. and how should we define "confession" in the first place? will typing a few lines over a programmed website suffice? go figure.

i personally think it's the same thing as dumping someone through sms - blantantly pathetic and plain stupid. break-up's are inevitable, yes. but the least you can do is to do so with dignity.

however, from a different angle it is, in a way, a good starting point. confessing and thus acknowlegding our mistakes is undoubtedly one of the hardest, not to mention the most important thing to do. evidently, those in the state on "denial" will forever stay that way, severing any relationship along the way.

well, at least i think so.

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after all the strenuous, arduous and exhausting hours of "bug-hunting"- i'm done with the blog outline. seriously, i have to say i'm hopeless with html... but i'm learning, slow. haha. (credit goes to mary, thanks for your help!)

this is not my first blog though, so i won't go "yeay! my first blog!" and start with a !!!!-laden entry. i'd like to see this as a renewed/revamped version of the old one, to say the least. feel free to check out my old blog (ave davanita @ebloggy). nothing much there, i guess, me-bitching-over-life-and-stuff pretty much sums up what's in it.

i guess this is the part where i say "i'm here!~".

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