I am reminiscient. I remember.

It's funny how very predictable we were back then. The first thing we do in the morning is sob, cram, scram and run. With all that endless assignments, lengthy memorization materials and very frightening examinations, we always resort to one thing: cram.

Ahh yes, cramming is not abnormal in a student, especially in my kind of system nowadays. It is when you do something enjoying and relatively distracting thing before doing your assignment. for example, we always play RAKION (but we don't nowadays -__-") before getting home. When we get home, it is almost the same. We turn the PC on and log in in our yahoo! messenger account. It is like as if it is prerecorded and almost every day we do it. Funny? Yes... Very funny indeed.

But now it is so different--very different. You are given the chance to either do your assignment or not. You are free to get in the class or not. You are given with that much freedom that, all you have to do is pass the exam and it is all right. That is college life. You are on your own with nothing but faith and a little common sense.

Scary? Maybe. But it is all up to you.

God, I really miss the high school life. And it is all because of this certain fact: we were innocents back then. We always bear in mind that there will be something we get after we do something. We always put things for tomorrow for we think that we, with much persuasion, will no longer record the assignment and, to spice up the teacher's favor, entice her with much stories she can relate to.

We were innocents. We are reminiscient. We remember. We think. Therefore, we are.

I am symposium-ed!

Drumroll, please! (Tan-ta-na-nan!)

Yup, maybe he's right. I can't serve two masters at once. But, why the hell am I doing this instead of listening intently? Well, get ready.

The first time I saw the so-called "invitation," I was shocked. It doesn't look very inviting to me. Yes, very scary.

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He said that I must get to know the peak of my power, the time where I am most active and presumably smarter. But, what if I am a nocturnal smart-ass, that is, a night-active person? Do I have to catch up with my sleep or study now, pay later? Hmm...

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If you have a rascal inside the house who is, by the way, having this relative obsession in bugging your workplace, we have our guidelines to follow. First, you must clean whatever dirt there is. It is so that you can breathe fresh air. Go ahead and clean the whole house if you want to. The main point of this activity is that you will be comfortable nad convenient. After that, turn off every distraction there is--the TV, radio or your maid's ranting mouth, the latter to be done if deemed necessary. And, last one, tie that rascal on a wooden beam or something. Better yet, put him in a sack and throw him somewhere dark. After that, eternal bliss!

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Playing is a necessity. A necessity is needed by a person to live. Playing, for us, is counter strike fever. Therefore, Counter Strike is a necessity. Now that's logic.

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Now I am confused. Is it entirely bad to depend on others just because you want them to be with you? Excuse my selfishness, but I don't think it is sufficient enough to only need a person just because you want to take advantage over her abilities. It is not always like that. Maybe you need her entirely. Maybe, just maybe, you need her more than love.

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(Save me from boredom!)