The Dexter Drug

I was never a fan of watching TV series on TV. I know, it defeats the purpose of it being a series, but I'm monster when it comes to TV shows I like. I prefer to sit it out from the first to the last episode of the season! Take today, for example, I watched the entire third season of How I Met Your Mother. Talk about the formula for a major headache.

Recently, I finished watching all four seasons of Showtime's Dexter. I can't get enough of it. When season four ended at a note I never expected, let alone, broke my heart... I felt how addicted I am to the show. It's like a drug! Not that I take drugs, but I am hooked! Badly.

Anyway, here's a video clip. Dexter's opening ID/billboard has got to be the smartest, wittiest, most thought out TV show intro ever. Haha. It's full of deception, irony, and non-verbal puns (if there is such thing).

That Driving Force

I feel compelled to explain myself again, why I haven't posted a single entry since... Since... See, I can't even remember. And yes, I'm that lazy to even check. I just want this entry to be over with. I feel forced to write this entry because...

THIS IS SUCH A MEGA AWESOME DAY, OKAY!!!

For the past few weeks, I've been too occupied with school and everything else; what with my visiting relatives and best friend for life staying here at our home for three weeks, plus homework and readings from my only class for the term, a deadly kind of concentration and determination for a successful topic thesis proposal, and a heap of tasks for my extra-curricular activities, I'd be lucky to have energy and time to visit my blog.

As I have mentioned, I've been focused on thesis ever since my thesis group met with our mentor. After several visits to our prospective partner organization, consultations with our thesis mentor, and a number of working lunches with my thesismates/lunchmates (as I fondly call them), we have come to this day. I have to say, I expected for our proposal to be approved right off the bat. Our mentor said so, too. Hihi. Turns out, we had to defend our topic. I haven't slept enough since Monday and it hurts. (Emotionally and physically, motherhen.) And I've been trying to nurse this gradually increasing pain in my right eye. Migraine, anyone?

Anyway, fast forward to today, please. Ladies and gentlemen, the driving force behind this entry...

APPROVED!

Approvato, aprobada, genehmigt, approuve! It all translates to: HAPPINESS.

(Thanks to Meryl for the printscreen. I can do it myself but... See, I'm that lazy.)

So as I've said, we had to defend our topic. That happened at 1PM today. Guess what, we did well, probably. Uhm, no. MOST LIKELY. Haha! The moment we sat for defense, the Department Chair said, "I have no questions. I approved this." Huh! What is, I was sure we would get approved no matter what? Hahaha. Fine, I'm too sure of myself that it must hurt. But I was, and I guess I was right to have stuck with the conceit. Haha.

I wish for more bright sunlight and wonderful clouds. (Pun intended. Supertyphoon Megi is on its way to this part of my country. No, please, no. Gah.)

Super S[Wet] Si[ck]steenth

As in super WET, because the rain didn't let up until we decided to order in; and as in super SICK because my brother got home from school with a high temperature in tow. Super sweet sixteenth indeed! /sarcasm

You know when a few planned things aren't carried out because of unforeseen circumstances? This isn't what today had been... because what happened today was that everything we planned weren't carried out at all! It poured really hard this afternoon and my brother was sick with fever. Can you really blame anyone? You can't force anything either.

The Plan: Thanksgiving mass, dinner with the family at some restaurant, go somewhere else for cake and other desserts, probably, and head home.

The Output: Stayed home, called up a pizza delivery service, woke up sick brother, took photos, sang Happy Birthday, no cake, no candle, watched TV during dinner.

Disaster? No, not at all. I loved how spontaneous everything was and we still had a great time.

Happy 16th birthday, Gabe! You may not hear me say it but I know that you know that I love you. Hihi. (I was gonna post a family photo but we all looked so eww cos no one bothered to look presentable; pambahay mode! So I deleted it. Haha.)