*written at approximately 1:36 PM on the 10th of April 2018
Oh shit, this series has returned?
What the fuck!?
What is going on here? Is this real life?
Don't be so shocked, reader, for the "Me vs Boredom" series has risen from the ashes like a phoenix to re-document my intransigent struggle with my own gloomy conscience. Now then, what the hell am I doing right now?
Well, my one class finished for the day and I'm simply biding my time in the computer lab doing my school/homework. I also spoke to my mother and learned that everything is going well on her side of life. Just to let you know, she's on vacation, so learning that she's having a swell time over there gives me a piece of mind. I'm happy in general today. Nevermind the tiring amount of shit I have to complete by the end of the week. All is well and dandy.
How about you, reader? Are you having a good day? I hope you are, whoever you may be. If it's your birthday today, then allow me to greet you with a happy birthday. May your life be blessed with good fortune for its entire duration.
Wow! What a wholesome entry this turned out to be if I do say so myself!
Pedro wins Game 10 (Series tied 5-5)
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Tuesday, April 10, 2018
Sunday, September 10, 2017
Me vs Boredom 9
Since right now is Sunday morning and there is nothing for me to do from class, I thought it would be nice to make a quick entry about what I'm currently doing in my life.
Well, I'm doing fine, reader. This week passed so quickly I must say. So much stuff has happened. I had to resolve (once again) my financial aid problems while at the same time waiting for 3-4 hours in line to actually do it. It'll be a long story for me to recount what exactly happened there, so I'll just say that it was a hassle.
I went to my new classes for the first time this week. The people there looked promising. They're neither crazy nor wild. I mean, that's what I expected anyway since this is college, but you never know what kind of people you'll meet until you actually meet them. They crack a few jokes every once in a while. They don't do it too much though. They make just enough to the point where I can bear with it benignly. Class is going to be fun, I guess. I can't wait to prove myself wrong in, say, 2 or 3 months.
Mark my words. It's going to happen.
I got almost all of my books for class. Kind of like what happened with financial aid, I had to queue for a good amount of time to rent them. To compare the two said issues, getting the books took longer than figuring out my aid money. I spent a total of 3 days doing it. Personal constraints led me to this but I have no complaints. I got the books and that's all that matters to me. The end justified the means. As a matter of fact, I bought them yesterday, so I still feel good about that. It'll fade though as I become more occupied with the schoolwork, that's for sure.
Although I still have to complete a couple more tasks soon, I nevertheless can't lose my footing from here on out. The work will come. I'm just going to have to be ready when it does arrive. I'm like a fast-food restaurant bracing itself for rush hour. I'm ready. Come at me, school, and hit me with your best shot.
Pedro wins Game 9 (Boredom leads series 5-4)
Well, I'm doing fine, reader. This week passed so quickly I must say. So much stuff has happened. I had to resolve (once again) my financial aid problems while at the same time waiting for 3-4 hours in line to actually do it. It'll be a long story for me to recount what exactly happened there, so I'll just say that it was a hassle.
I went to my new classes for the first time this week. The people there looked promising. They're neither crazy nor wild. I mean, that's what I expected anyway since this is college, but you never know what kind of people you'll meet until you actually meet them. They crack a few jokes every once in a while. They don't do it too much though. They make just enough to the point where I can bear with it benignly. Class is going to be fun, I guess. I can't wait to prove myself wrong in, say, 2 or 3 months.
Mark my words. It's going to happen.
I got almost all of my books for class. Kind of like what happened with financial aid, I had to queue for a good amount of time to rent them. To compare the two said issues, getting the books took longer than figuring out my aid money. I spent a total of 3 days doing it. Personal constraints led me to this but I have no complaints. I got the books and that's all that matters to me. The end justified the means. As a matter of fact, I bought them yesterday, so I still feel good about that. It'll fade though as I become more occupied with the schoolwork, that's for sure.
Although I still have to complete a couple more tasks soon, I nevertheless can't lose my footing from here on out. The work will come. I'm just going to have to be ready when it does arrive. I'm like a fast-food restaurant bracing itself for rush hour. I'm ready. Come at me, school, and hit me with your best shot.
Pedro wins Game 9 (Boredom leads series 5-4)
Sunday, August 20, 2017
Me vs Boredom 8
* written tonight at approximately 7:50 P.M.
I should wake up early tomorrow just to mess with my little sister. I should, should I? I feel like picking on her for her first day of school in the morning before she leaves the house. Even if it's just for a little while, I want to make the most of it. Her day is going to begin at six o'clock in the morning, so that means in order for me to bother her to the utmost degree with fierce vigor, I'm going to have to wake up at that time too.b
Oooph... Waking up at 6:00 A.M... That brings back memories.
The feeling of dread hitting you as you're laying on your bed drowsed in sleepiness after you realize you have to go to school is the outright worst. Those irksome melancholic emotions hovering around you as you prepare for your day are things you will be unable to brush off. It nags at you until the moment you set foot on the school grounds, where it then disappears and allows you to take in the toxic high school environment by your lonesome self. While there, you pass through every second, minute, and hour with the impetus of finishing your day and going back to your house to play around with whatever thing you have at your disposal. It could be anything, but as long as you have fun doing it, you don't mind its repercussions. You do these things once you enter your sanctuary after school. However, once nightfall comes, you're forced to go to sleep knowing the fact that you have to repeat this same obnoxious routine the next day. This bothers you to no end right up until you close your eyes in slumber.
I'm sorry. Was I going too far into my past? I think I might've been carried away with my recollection of high school.
Well, have fun, little sister!
Boredom wins Game 8 (Boredom leads series 5-3)
I should wake up early tomorrow just to mess with my little sister. I should, should I? I feel like picking on her for her first day of school in the morning before she leaves the house. Even if it's just for a little while, I want to make the most of it. Her day is going to begin at six o'clock in the morning, so that means in order for me to bother her to the utmost degree with fierce vigor, I'm going to have to wake up at that time too.b
Oooph... Waking up at 6:00 A.M... That brings back memories.
The feeling of dread hitting you as you're laying on your bed drowsed in sleepiness after you realize you have to go to school is the outright worst. Those irksome melancholic emotions hovering around you as you prepare for your day are things you will be unable to brush off. It nags at you until the moment you set foot on the school grounds, where it then disappears and allows you to take in the toxic high school environment by your lonesome self. While there, you pass through every second, minute, and hour with the impetus of finishing your day and going back to your house to play around with whatever thing you have at your disposal. It could be anything, but as long as you have fun doing it, you don't mind its repercussions. You do these things once you enter your sanctuary after school. However, once nightfall comes, you're forced to go to sleep knowing the fact that you have to repeat this same obnoxious routine the next day. This bothers you to no end right up until you close your eyes in slumber.
I'm sorry. Was I going too far into my past? I think I might've been carried away with my recollection of high school.
Well, have fun, little sister!
Boredom wins Game 8 (Boredom leads series 5-3)
Thursday, August 10, 2017
Me vs Boredom 7
See, reader? Didn't I tell you this series was going to be decided in the seventh game? See!? I told you I wasn't going to be beaten so easily by my own boredom. I came back from a 3-1 deficit to tie the NBA Fin--err, I mean, this series. I'm the 2016 NBA Champion Cleveland Cavaliers now. I'm LeBron James now. I'm the captain--or, rather, LeCaptain--now. No one is going to stop me in my reign of terror over the mental stagnation that is boredom. Sure, I lost countless times to it in the past, but I will not let this occasion idly pass me by.
Now then, what in the fuck am I doing right now? Oh yeah, that's right! I'm writing down on my little 100-sheet college-ruled blue notebook whilst sitting down in boredom.
Wait.
No, I didn't just say that! No! Don't give this game to boredom! No please! I worked so hard to get to this point! I DESERVE TO BE HERE! Give me a break, damn it! If you give boredom this game, I will denounce this entire thing as being rigged! You hear me!? I will not hesitate on doing so! PLEASE! NOOOO--!
Boredom wins Game 7 (Boredom leads series 4-3)
What? This is still going? This is going beyond seven games? Is this ever going to end? No, I don't want to be in an endless cycle! I-I-I change my mind! I don't want to be here anymore! Get me out of here!
Now then, what in the fuck am I doing right now? Oh yeah, that's right! I'm writing down on my little 100-sheet college-ruled blue notebook whilst sitting down in boredom.
Wait.
No, I didn't just say that! No! Don't give this game to boredom! No please! I worked so hard to get to this point! I DESERVE TO BE HERE! Give me a break, damn it! If you give boredom this game, I will denounce this entire thing as being rigged! You hear me!? I will not hesitate on doing so! PLEASE! NOOOO--!
Boredom wins Game 7 (Boredom leads series 4-3)
What? This is still going? This is going beyond seven games? Is this ever going to end? No, I don't want to be in an endless cycle! I-I-I change my mind! I don't want to be here anymore! Get me out of here!
Me vs Boredom 6
I'm currently watching another anime show titled "Your Lie in April", or "Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso". Up until now, I've reached episode number 5 of the series. It's a good show. It's extremely funny and has good animation. I'm having a fun time watching it. However, I've heard from various people online talk about how this show is sad but touching and how it compelled them to cry at its conclusion.
Sure, it's not making me cry 5 episodes into the show, but I have a feeling it's going to instead give me a hard punch to my gut in the long run. One hint that's giving me this feeling is a blonde girl with a cheerful and energetic personality. One of the show's main characters, Kaori Miyazono, has been depicted as someone who is suffering from an "anemic-like" illness. It also seems as though she's a regular visitor of a local hospital who goes there to examine whatever they're examining. In addition to that, she has been talking subtly about how she wants the people watching her in musical competitions to remember her playing the violin. It's almost as if she's doing it with the expectation of dying in the near future. It's giving me an eerie feeling, but that's how I feel about it.
One thing that I look for in an anime show is, ironically for me, romance. I mean, who doesn't love a good romance story which grabs your attention to the highest degree? I sure do. That's why I picked this show to watch. Two people falling in love after overcoming a multitude of obstacles leaves me satisfied and happy. Maybe this said description is going to apply to "Your Lie in April"? I'm not taking any bets, but there's only one way to know for sure if it's going to happen, and that is to watch it.
Let's see what happens in "Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso". Shall we, reader?
Pedro wins Game 6 (Series tied 3-3)
Sure, it's not making me cry 5 episodes into the show, but I have a feeling it's going to instead give me a hard punch to my gut in the long run. One hint that's giving me this feeling is a blonde girl with a cheerful and energetic personality. One of the show's main characters, Kaori Miyazono, has been depicted as someone who is suffering from an "anemic-like" illness. It also seems as though she's a regular visitor of a local hospital who goes there to examine whatever they're examining. In addition to that, she has been talking subtly about how she wants the people watching her in musical competitions to remember her playing the violin. It's almost as if she's doing it with the expectation of dying in the near future. It's giving me an eerie feeling, but that's how I feel about it.
One thing that I look for in an anime show is, ironically for me, romance. I mean, who doesn't love a good romance story which grabs your attention to the highest degree? I sure do. That's why I picked this show to watch. Two people falling in love after overcoming a multitude of obstacles leaves me satisfied and happy. Maybe this said description is going to apply to "Your Lie in April"? I'm not taking any bets, but there's only one way to know for sure if it's going to happen, and that is to watch it.
Let's see what happens in "Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso". Shall we, reader?
Pedro wins Game 6 (Series tied 3-3)
Monday, August 7, 2017
Me vs Boredom 5
Amidst the ruckus that is the rain, I'm currently watching an anime show titled "Oregairu", or, as it is in its original form: "My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As I Expected". It's what you would expect a show with the terms "romantic comedy" to be like, a romantic comedy. However, it has a few twists. To tell you the truth, I've already watched this show 3 times in the past so this is my 4th venture. I love this show so much. It's hilarious, entertaining, down-to-earth, filled with teenage angst drama, and relatable. I'm sure that if you watched this show, reader, you would remember some moments that you experienced while being in high school. It hits you with a nostalgia about your days of youth, those that which irks a certain someone in this special story.
But out of everything and everyone in Oregairu, there is no one I like more than Hachiman Hikigaya, the protagonist of the show. He is essentially me from when I was in high school. He is me in anime form, pretty much, save for the weird eyes and hair.
I can't wait to write about him in the fu--oh shit, you're not supposed to read that part! DON'T LOOK! DON'T LOOK!!!
Pedro wins Game 5 (Boredom leads series 3-2)
But out of everything and everyone in Oregairu, there is no one I like more than Hachiman Hikigaya, the protagonist of the show. He is essentially me from when I was in high school. He is me in anime form, pretty much, save for the weird eyes and hair.
I can't wait to write about him in the fu--oh shit, you're not supposed to read that part! DON'T LOOK! DON'T LOOK!!!
Pedro wins Game 5 (Boredom leads series 3-2)
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
Me vs Boredom 4
Staying up late has become the norm for me lately. Frankly, it is second-nature to me now. I've virtually mastered the art of the all-nighter.
Staying up late right now made me think of what it was like to be up late at night years ago as a kid. If the me from 10 years ago could look at the me of right now who's sitting at his desk typing this entry on his computer, he'd slap me hard with jealousy. I wouldn't blame him, since he was under a strict curfew by his parents to sleep by 10:30 P.M., or else he'd be fucked by the belt or the power of mom's hand.
Man, my mom's slaps hurt badly back then. I never want to go through that pain again. I cringe at the possibility of seeing that coming back to haunt me again as a 20-year-old. I'm older, but I will always fear her "chingadazos". She had no remorse when doing it. She was unmerciful, too. To experience it first-hand is to survive an onslaught of torture and cursing yourself for ever getting in trouble.
yeesh
I'm happy my mom doesn't do that sort of thing anymore...........Hooray for staying up late.......
Boredom wins Game 4 (Boredom leads series 3-1)
Staying up late right now made me think of what it was like to be up late at night years ago as a kid. If the me from 10 years ago could look at the me of right now who's sitting at his desk typing this entry on his computer, he'd slap me hard with jealousy. I wouldn't blame him, since he was under a strict curfew by his parents to sleep by 10:30 P.M., or else he'd be fucked by the belt or the power of mom's hand.
Man, my mom's slaps hurt badly back then. I never want to go through that pain again. I cringe at the possibility of seeing that coming back to haunt me again as a 20-year-old. I'm older, but I will always fear her "chingadazos". She had no remorse when doing it. She was unmerciful, too. To experience it first-hand is to survive an onslaught of torture and cursing yourself for ever getting in trouble.
yeesh
I'm happy my mom doesn't do that sort of thing anymore...........Hooray for staying up late.......
Boredom wins Game 4 (Boredom leads series 3-1)
Monday, July 31, 2017
Me vs Boredom 3
I've been thinking about the kind of things I want to write about for this blog. I believe I have some good pieces coming up in the future for you guys to read with interest.
I swear boredom is not going to conquer me in this series. I'm already 2 games down. I will not yield. I will not falter. I will come back and take the lead.
I just thought of something. You know what would be funny? What if I win this game, let Boredom win Game 4, and then win the next 3 consecutive games to take the series... It'll just be like what happened with the 2016 NBA Finals where the then-defending champion Golden State Warriors, accompanied by the 2-time NBA Most Valuable Player award winner Stephen Curry and the best regular season record in history (73-9), blew a 3-1 series lead to the Cleveland Cavaliers, thereby losing the championship in an epic fashion. That would be interesting.
Pedro wins Game 3 (Boredom leads series 2-1)
I swear boredom is not going to conquer me in this series. I'm already 2 games down. I will not yield. I will not falter. I will come back and take the lead.
I just thought of something. You know what would be funny? What if I win this game, let Boredom win Game 4, and then win the next 3 consecutive games to take the series... It'll just be like what happened with the 2016 NBA Finals where the then-defending champion Golden State Warriors, accompanied by the 2-time NBA Most Valuable Player award winner Stephen Curry and the best regular season record in history (73-9), blew a 3-1 series lead to the Cleveland Cavaliers, thereby losing the championship in an epic fashion. That would be interesting.
Pedro wins Game 3 (Boredom leads series 2-1)
Sunday, July 30, 2017
Me vs Boredom 2
*written at approximately noon on July 30th, 2017
I was just outside a couple of minutes ago and let me tell you: it is FUCKING hot. The scorching heat the sun exhibits is terrifyingly painful for me to bear. I was sweating buckets a minute into my venture onto the outside world. As much as I love the summer break from school, I fucking loathe the summer weather.
The heat waves that hit me non-stop are so annoying. It makes me sweat like a fucking pig and I hate that. Sweating makes me dirty and I don't like to get dirty. Whenever I go outside to do an errand, I try my best to finish it as fast as I possibly can so that I can then go back inside and delve into the ice-cold world known as "The Air Conditioner". I love going to that world. It exhumes relief from the harsh hell that is summer (Again I repeat I'm talking about the weather, not the break).
Please come posthaste, winter, Game of Thrones-style.
Boredom wins Game 2 (Boredom leads series 2-0)
I was just outside a couple of minutes ago and let me tell you: it is FUCKING hot. The scorching heat the sun exhibits is terrifyingly painful for me to bear. I was sweating buckets a minute into my venture onto the outside world. As much as I love the summer break from school, I fucking loathe the summer weather.
The heat waves that hit me non-stop are so annoying. It makes me sweat like a fucking pig and I hate that. Sweating makes me dirty and I don't like to get dirty. Whenever I go outside to do an errand, I try my best to finish it as fast as I possibly can so that I can then go back inside and delve into the ice-cold world known as "The Air Conditioner". I love going to that world. It exhumes relief from the harsh hell that is summer (Again I repeat I'm talking about the weather, not the break).
Please come posthaste, winter, Game of Thrones-style.
Boredom wins Game 2 (Boredom leads series 2-0)
Me vs Boredom
*written at approximately 8:30 P.M. on July 29th, 2017
I'm in a church.
I'm sitting down on a bench. I'm bored. I don't even know what time it is. It's probably around 8:30 in the night. A nice young lady is talking in front of me whilst standing behind a podium. It seems to me that she's preaching to the congregation about King Nebuchadnezzar and his adventures when he ruled Babylon some thousands of years ago. I've heard of this name before.
He's that guy with the long name who famously ruled over a vast empire in the Middle East--wait a minute. My sister, who's sitting next to me, is beginning to fuck around by sending me an empty envelope. Is she giving me trash? Well then, I'll show her the true meaning of fucking around (don't think wrong, reader). I'll send her a drawing of a man with a large head and a small body.
She replied with her writing "boi" underneath my drawing. That's it? You know what, I'll give her something better than just another ordinary drawing. Boom! Here's a Caveman SpongeBob, bitch! Holla at cha boi!
No reply, huh? That's what I thought. Point goes to me........................................................bitch.
I'm hungry right now. I'm craving a hamburger. I haven't eaten a thing since the morning. Damn my eating habits. This is what I get for regularly pulling all-nighters throughout the summer. I don't regret it though. Relaxation is bliss. Anyone who has the time to relax should use it. The human body eventually tires itself out if it works too hard for an extended period of time.
Man, my mind thinks of so many things when I get bored. Is that a good thing? I think it is. I mean, I've spent all this time contemplating with my thoughts about drawings and food while this lady is talking about something I've paid no honest attention to. What was she talking about, again?
My brain is being active, which is a good thing, right? That is a good thing, right? Right!? RIGHT!!??
Boredom wins Game 1 (Boredom leads series 1-0)
I'm in a church.
I'm sitting down on a bench. I'm bored. I don't even know what time it is. It's probably around 8:30 in the night. A nice young lady is talking in front of me whilst standing behind a podium. It seems to me that she's preaching to the congregation about King Nebuchadnezzar and his adventures when he ruled Babylon some thousands of years ago. I've heard of this name before.
He's that guy with the long name who famously ruled over a vast empire in the Middle East--wait a minute. My sister, who's sitting next to me, is beginning to fuck around by sending me an empty envelope. Is she giving me trash? Well then, I'll show her the true meaning of fucking around (don't think wrong, reader). I'll send her a drawing of a man with a large head and a small body.
She replied with her writing "boi" underneath my drawing. That's it? You know what, I'll give her something better than just another ordinary drawing. Boom! Here's a Caveman SpongeBob, bitch! Holla at cha boi!
No reply, huh? That's what I thought. Point goes to me........................................................bitch.
I'm hungry right now. I'm craving a hamburger. I haven't eaten a thing since the morning. Damn my eating habits. This is what I get for regularly pulling all-nighters throughout the summer. I don't regret it though. Relaxation is bliss. Anyone who has the time to relax should use it. The human body eventually tires itself out if it works too hard for an extended period of time.
Man, my mind thinks of so many things when I get bored. Is that a good thing? I think it is. I mean, I've spent all this time contemplating with my thoughts about drawings and food while this lady is talking about something I've paid no honest attention to. What was she talking about, again?
My brain is being active, which is a good thing, right? That is a good thing, right? Right!? RIGHT!!??
Boredom wins Game 1 (Boredom leads series 1-0)
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