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The Last for 2005


How can I thank the emotions that pushed me to create this cacophony? This year has been a good one, but the worst. I’ve gone through all kinds of few ups and mostly downs. How can I thank my friends who were there to cheer me up? How can I thank myself for keeping me sane? How can I thank you for being there in existence with me?

How can I forget my extraordinary OrSem experience? I was able to meet two great freshie blocks. One’s the coolest Block X, and the other’s the Bobo E13. Darn, I miss you guys. I don’t want to end this year without saying a few words.

Block X

The Coolest Block X


I think I have met the coolest peeps in town. How can I believe that different individuals can actually jive into two days of fun and tiring experience? Being a new TnT was never that easy, especially if you don’t have the capacity to establish a certain connection among everybody and at least, initiate a spark that could make everyone moving. Yeah, it has been so difficult to force someone to run at his best during MOB time. How can I forget the pasaways: Gaston, Mikko, Billy and Xandee? Also, how can I forget the lovely girls of the block who never stopped laughing and making fun of the guys? How can I forget the ever-curious-einsteinious Reinzy, with his ever weird gesture? Kidding aside, how can I forget their block who have somewhat made me happy for at least 2 days of this incredible year? And for the conferences that came after that, the block’s lingo vocabs, and the monthsaries, how can I forget those? They’re sooo cool. No word can exactly match the experience I have had since I became a master, for the first time. They’re one-hell-of-a-block-bestfriends-and-classmates since then but I don’t know if they still are. How could have I imagined that theirs is the best and the unbreakable? I just can’t imagine how can one be detached from this perfect circle just because of a single misunderstanding? Have they forgotten everything, all the moments they been together and just gave it all up in a piece of shitty crap? Oh cmon. I don’t think so. How can I change the perception I’ve had in my inner consciousness, that their block is still the unbreakable, the best? Nada, I know you can work that out kiddoes!

Bobo E13
How can I forget the block that wrecked every single nerve in me, haha, in a positive way? For me, it was a pleasure to be challenged on the final hell-day of OrSem where everybody was tired and edgy. Darn, amidst all these, who am I to imagine that you’ll be coined as the Bobo E13? You’re all amazing, thanks for being a part of my life.
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This is what I like most about the end of the year, it’s fun reminiscing.

Right then and then, should I close this chapter of my book? I am not so sure. There were a lot of things that happened, a lot of memories to ponder on. Although everything seemed to be a blur beyond the single momentous seconds of my year, there’s one thing I am quite really sure of, that is, I have grown up to a better person, a better friend, a better individual. Thanks to this year of the monkey? Shit, tama ba? Haha.

Oh well, as this year comes to an end, I would like to make some resolutions for the coming year of the dog.

As much as possible, I will try my best to be on-time.
I will be more disciplined, strict and focused.
I will be eating more than a lot.
Each day will be a new day.
I will start saving money ASAP.
I will start fighting all the demons, no matter how much time it will take.
Can I be on the Dean’s List, please?

These were so lame. Am I too old for a New Year’s resolution? At first, I felt so excited but upon writing it down, I became lost for words. Oh well, they might not look like resolutions but still, I’d be able to say something for this year.

Last.
Last night, I couldn’t sleep but kept on reflecting about something. I’ve made my word to myself, it can wait. But why can’t I let go? If I am going to let it wait, then I’m making the biggest mistake of my life, that I will be regretting for eternity, I guess. Can it just be an exaggeration? Love really moves us in mysterious ways…

This is such a good thing to leave the past, and kick-off for the coming peculiar year.

Shit, I've been too wordy in my blogs...
Signing off...

11:31 AM
Saturday, December 31, 2005
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I am XIANXU
20yo Mafin Grad
loves Ateneo.
hates oral exams.
likes fruits.
dislikes cooked fruits.
likes photography.
hates my photos.
loves sadness.
hates happiness.
loves philo.
loves math.
loves writing.
loves love.
loves you.
loves nothing
welcome to my Cacophony!

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