Some Good News

I woke up the earliest (in a month) today with no help from any alarm clock at all! Yay! Maybe the bad dream's to be blamed, eh? I was feeling a bit uneasy when I woke up but it faded away when I saw these:

Taho! It's been ages since I've eaten one! Behind it is my mushroom ketai holder. :)

After  about two weeks, I received the CN Blue package I ordered online. Joining a fan base is on my bucket list and it feels great to cross one out of the list! If you're constantly reading my blog, you know then that I'm a true blue CN Blue fan. And my bias is Yong Hwa. <3

My bedroom window

Also, I've learned that my mother's check-up results turned out good. The lump on her breast is non-cancerous/benign and I'm really, really thankful. It's been dreading my family and I for a while now and I'm just glad my mother's okay. She needs to undergo an operation to remove the lump so I don't think she can make it to my college graduation in April as planned, though. But it's alright. So to everyone who prayed for my mother, a big thanks from the bottom of my heart! ♥

Same Old Whiskey Morning

Home from Ali's birthday weekend at Northfields (separate entry on this), I'm back to that same old routine of social networking, doodling paisleys and whatnots in my planner-slash-diary, drinking coffee whatever the time is, checking my phone for messages but only replying at times or not at all, daydreaming and wishing I was blah blah blah.

That somehow summarizes my "sembreak", though technically I'm not on a semestral break because I just graduated. (Yey! *insert fireworks here*) And I didn't even bother to look for a job cos my mother wants me to study Nihongo and classes will start tomorrow which explains the "I'm on a sembreak" high I'm having, I guess?

Less than a day before school starts (again) and my to-do list is unaccomplished still. Hello, unproductive life at home. What makes this worse is the alluring alcohol shelf which I see every friggin' time I look out the kitchen window. Geez, temptations.

I am a good girl. I am a good girl. *repeat til fade*

Now Playing: Miranda Albert's Same Old You (where I got the entry title haha)

Illusory Superiority

It's the first weekend this year that I wasn't able to go home and yes, got stuck at the dorm all because of flu. Add sore muscles to that, too. On a lighter note, this is my very chance to catch Father Thor, my favorite priest, in his 5:30-7PM Sunday service at the St. Therese of the Child Jesus Chapel at the campus' confines. And so off I went to church with some friends.

We were lucky to get some front seats. And the sermon was all about the Lake Woebegon Effect. Lake Woebegon isn't a lake mentioned in the Bible, neither in the atlas. It's Garrison Keillor's fictional town, with which he mentions in his radio show, A Prairie Home Companion. It's a town which is said to be where "all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above average". The Lake Woebegon Effect, the natural human tendency wherein one overestimates another's capabilities, was named after the fictional town.

So the Lake Woebegon Effect is synonymous to Illusory Superiority or other names such as Above Average Effect, and Superiority Bias. A Psychology topic in church, eh? But I'm not against that being taught in church. I'm just amazed that that thing being the topic, in my own perspective, is timely, very timely.

As a college student in a prestigious university in Asia, I always have this thought at the back of my mind that I am greater than some people who got into other universities, who got lower grades than mine, who flunked a subject that I didn't, etcetera, etcetera. There are times that I came to ridicule someone because of it. And if you give it some thought, maybe you, too, have had experienced whipping and being whipped by that Lake Woebegon Effect. And I just realized that it doesn't do any good for me and for my "victim". Though I know that I can be caught by its tentacles every day, I know that I can somehow prevent it from doing so with my own little ways and if I didn't, I can always try to clean up my mess and somehow (though I know I can't completely) alleviate the pain I made others feel. 

I don't know but I just felt the need to write this. I'll try to shoo off the Lake Woebegon inside me starting today.

Lazy Sunday

Being a college student at UPLB who hails from a bit far a place like Bulacan, I usually spend my Mondays travelling to Laguna by bus. It takes me three to four hours to get to my dorm which is a few blocks away from the lower campus. Good thing my schedule for this semester entails me a Tuesday-Friday instead of Monday-Friday classes so I get to spend enough time at home during weekends. Or should I say more than enough when my acads aren't acting up too much? :)

Thrifted polka top with lace collars, Bench acid washed shorts, Parisian gladiators