The Writing Songstress

      I never really thought school would be this.. stressful! As a first year masscom, I was like, " I haven't felt my being a mass com yet" ... second year was the same, but I was starting to have an idea what we'd be doing .. third year first sem, my subjects and majors started to become very hectic but was still manageable. At the end of third year's first sem, I felt pretty confident that, second sem would be just a breeze and that the first sem would be "harder", ... but I was wrong. Second sem is the hardest sem up to date!

Events, plays, performances, projects, all come together. You won't even know which one to do first! On our younger years, holidays were such blessings 'cuz we'd just stay at home and sloth away. But this sem, even holidays are considered school days since we'd still have to practice a something for that day. And even that day of practice ain't enough. Not to mention the projects that'd pile up. 

Maybe, as a third year mass com student, what I must learn and have gradually learned, is to manage your time "EFFICIENTLY". There shouldn't be a day that you haven't done anything. At the very least, do something, like a project or plan out a sched, cuz time is of the essence and not being to pass even just one of these MAJOR-MAJOR requirements is a death sentence. 

No, not how bad my drawing is the topic here, it's ... R-I-C-E! That white, sometimes brown, grain that'd had to be submerged in boiling water for half an hour to get that sumptuous, soft, staple food. Yumm..

I know that the sight of rice might scare a lot of people, especially those who're in a totally, no-carbs diet, but I can't help it, I love rice. Not in the sense that I'd eat it alone, duh? I'm still sane enough to not do that, but, the feeling that there's plenty of it in my plate, it's just satisfying. I'm that type of person that, no matter how bland, or how little my viand is for that meal, as long as I have plenty of rice, I'm fine. Snacks is eaten best with rice and a viand, yeap, snacks! Although it makes you fat, if gone too much, still it's so irresistible. 

It was just two days ago when I've chatted with the musician, and it was so heavenly since then. Beyond the age gap and the location gap, he was a great guy. He was kind, he was sweet, he's got a way with words, he's a total package. That's why I wondered why he's still single till now. 

But anyways, here's the real deal: tonight, we talked again on skype and it was pretty much the casual thing... but, it's true, I guess it's true, that in a seemingly perfect thing, there'd always be that imperfect side to it. And it showed tonight, as big as the lantern still hanging outside our window. 

Amidst his sweet and bubbly personality, is his being "pervy" I might say. And does and wants to do these naughty things on skype, maybe it's his hobby or he's just used to it, but actually, I'm not. He wants me to listen while he _____ well, you get the picture. Because he thinks that I talk cute and it turns him on. But I'm like, WTF? It's not that I forced you to be like that!  I got to talk to him that I'm not one that does those stuff, and that I respect him so much to just do those acts with him. Because I don't want him to lose respect with me, and in turn, I don't want to lose respect for him. That's just the way I work with people whom I see worthy of my time. I told him straight forward. So we talked on mic for a bit, but still, I heard this squishy sounds and the slight groans he's making while I was talking and ding! I turned me mic off. He wondered, but I'm not one that doesn't keep his word. I told him there and there that if this stuff continues, he's putting this budding friendship in the line. 

Given that I'm such a home-body, and I would rather stay at home  than be out( partly true ), I usually go for my laptop for my refuge. It's those dragging hours that I hate so much; I've updated my status on facebook and I'm sick of all my friend's faces up on my feeds( love ya'll), I've just watched tons of videos from youtube that'd equivalent a whole semester of class, and when I've just finished grabbing nice photos from tumblr, and I'm left with nothing to do.Out of genuine curiosity and boredom I go to chat sites. Yeap, those good old chat sites.

Not that I"m desperate or anything, or that I"m horny( which is typically NEVER the case) or that i'm just some psycho, NO! N-O! I'm not going to chat sites for those reasons, but I do go there to actually meet people. That's right. When you live in a certain place, I know, at some point of your life, you're gonna realize that you're sick of seeing all these people, having the same faces, with your same eyes, color of skin, hair, and height, and you want something different. I want something different. Something, not everyday, something unusual, something that'd spark my interest, ... a foreigner. LOL

Now I'm sounding like a young hag, looking for an old foreigner to eek money from, but no, I really do wanna know someone. I want to know someone outside of my country( at least) and talk about what's in his country, the way he lives, how is living there, the weather, and all those useless crap. I'm that kind of a guy. So much for the long intro..

Okay, so like I got on to this site, which I would not name as of the moment, and I chatted on group chat there. Well, in that site, you'd still have to advertise yourself in the chat box since there's no profile set up needed so yea you're good to go. And here I was, advertising me, and why they'd want to chat with me( PR, thank yoU!) and the likes. Gosh, only got one or two who replied and none of them seem worth the time. And then this guy advertised himself as, "SKYPEMICONLY" I guess , I'm not so sure, so I pmed him and we got on to skype. And then, he added me, and we talked on skype mic, apparently, I do have my cam but I wasn't feeling on using it at that time cuz I'm so busy and my mind is so out of order that I looked like crap at that time ( I guess) so we opted to use mic only. And then we talked. He's got this very nice voice to him, and wait, let me just say that I always have this thing for voices, foreign voices/accents that really attracts me to someone. Like, if I'd have a fetish, it'd be a western accent fetish. Lewl. Anyways, so there, we talked and we chatted, and I've got to learn that this guy is a musician, and he plays in studios professionally and that's how he pays his bills. He's 28, single, probably had married his instruments, and he plays very well. It was amazing. I totally got a hold of him, cuz he was like a musician, and how many odds do we have to be able to chat to a musician. Or let's change that, how many odds does a musician have to chat with me? .. You see the picture?

So, it was totally rocking, and I look forward to chatting with him again.He promised me to be able to play "Need You Now": by Lady Antebellum .. ^.^