High-Entropy Level of Thinking
Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Entropy - a measure of the degree of disorder and randomness within a system; high entropy levels are disordered states, low entropy levels are characteristic of ordered states.

Define the system: (the current status of) my brain

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I've been hearing a lot of revivals and old songs lately (actually, just last friday since it was friday madness at the magic). Here are some of the songs I found myself reacting to:

1. Kiss - Couldn't stop smiling remembering the last Indakan I watched with the theme "Testosterone Overload". (Uhm, technically, it wasn't the last pala but then the REAL last time I watched Engg Week can't be considered watching anymore cause I was "working" with the ESC.) I'm not really a die-hard KEM-er but I must admit that their performance was great - one of those times I feel proud for being a mekirat.

2. Tell Me Where It Hurts - Reminds me of MYMP's show at Suburbia I watched a few weeks ago with Jax. I can still recall writing down the lyrics in my binder back when I was a highschool freshie. Yep, that's how baduy we were N years ago.

3. I Love You, Goodbye - Picture this: pillows drenched in tears, sleepless nights, waking up with dark circles around your eyes, and endless "drama series" with your closest girl friends - first thing that comes to mind upon hearing the song. Naisip ko, matagal-tagal na din akong hindi nag-ra-rant about being single and alone. Don't get me wrong, I am SO not missing those stuff and I'm NOT anywhere near the inarte mode right now. It just makes me more thankful that I have Jax now.

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Last Saturday, I had dinner with Jax at Plato Platina. While waiting for our food, we were debating whether or not the girl and guy next to our table were a couple (meaning, boyfriend-girlfriend). They possessed the characteristics of two people in the ligawan stage: First, no contact - they were at least 10 inches apart the whole time. Check. Presence of awkward moments where they both have nothing to say. Check. The girl was dressed to impress. Check. Both were so prim and proper. Check. Of course we just based these criteria on our own definitions of the said phase.

So anyway, they left the place holding hands, which confirms that we were both dead wrong! That is, unless they tend to do that despite they're being not "officially together"?!? Oh well, different strokes for different folks. D lahat ng mag-boyplen kasing OA namin humalukipkip sa isa't isa! Hehehe...

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For some reason, I found myself staring at Don and Jo's hands locked with each other while we were in an elevator last Sunday. (I guess I'm not used to seeing my brother actually holding hands with a girl and actually having a girlfriend!) Then I began to wonder.. pag kami ba ni Jax nagho-holding hands, whose hand is on top? Naisip ko, could it mean anything? Something like the person whose hand is on top is the person who is more domineering in the relationship? Figured my hand is always under Jax's. Hmmm.. ayoko na ngang mag-interpret!

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Today's my second day in my Adobe Photoshop training. Looking forward to it! Yesterday I learned to put another person who's not in the picture in the picture. (Gets?) I think we'll be discussing colors, layers, and effects today. Totally kewl!!! I'm hoping we get to print all the pictures we did from the workshop on our last day. :)

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Kanina when I woke up, it was still dark you'd think it's just 5am. (It was 7am and I was seriously late for work.) I miss the sun! Not that I'm THAT fond of the sun.. pero it's better for me than seeing mud puddles in the streets in the morning. Ugh! Pero in fairness, I find it difficult to get up early these days. Huy, parang ang sarap ng hot choco. I hope Ms Ria & I have time to go to Starbucks before my training.

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Sino ba kasi ang nag-imbento ng term na "boylet"? If you're hearing this for the first time, then you must've come from some other universe. Naalala ko first time ko to narinig kay Pia, nung second year highschool. Come to think of it, isn't this supposed to (literally) mean "small boy"?? Parang piglet, o kya droplet. Grrrr... This term is now getting me into trouble dahil sa sobrang sanay na ko na sa paggamit sa kanya. Kaya kahit tuloy d naman applicable e... Kainis. Wala po akong boylet other than Jax (he's not even considered my boylet, he's my man, my ONLY partner) and I don't intend to have one.

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My legs are killing me. Aaargh! OA kasi ng AC dito sa R&D e. And ang hirap pa magsalita & kumain cause I bit my tongue last night while eating tuna sandwich. As in nag-bleed sya ha. Now I feel like there's some sort of bulky element stuck inside my mouth.

@ 12:24 PM



almay here. i'm 25 and act like it when the stars are aligned. i'm currently attached (and loving it!) to the most spoiled big boy in the world aka jax. i'm an augustinian and an iska. i'm not a party person, more of the dinner-coffee type. i miss dancing though (it's been ages!). i'm a self-confessed crybaby and drama queen. i talk a lot, often even in a language only i could understand. recently, i've turned into that boyish kid. i love cars. i like driving, sometimes alone when i want to get away and think. i have a sweet tooth. give me chocolates with almonds and blueberry cheesecake and i'm yours forever.

(someday soon) i'd like to: swim in the pacific ocean. ride a hot air balloon. be (and drive) in a real racing circuit. sing with a band. have a month-long vacation without having to think about work. see the egyptian pyramids. lie in a bed of roses, literally. climb a mountain. have my own butterfly garden. complete my bath and body collection. finish reading the Bible, cover to cover. be in the set of grey's anatomy. go on a totally unplanned road trip. learn three other languages.



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