...was a heap-load of nonsense I shall now generously share with all of you. Note that this entry is pure rambling nonsense, made out of boredom and a dash of contemplation. And insanity. Did I mention insanity?

     I don't know which is weirder: wasabi-flavored sherbet or the fact that the only thing I ever want to do in the world is to write novels but I'm trying to finish my degree in Accountancy. Since I entered high school I've been pretty sure writing was the only thing for me, but because I was struck by a once-in-a-blue-moon streak of practicality and I listened to what my parents said (for once), I actually chose to study a business-related course. Not that I'm complaining: I like fiddling with numbers, and knowing that I'm actually playing with figures that equates money is just an added perk. Plus accountancy gives me a challenge.

    Heh. Who am I kidding? This course is damn difficult. But I don't regret taking it.

    Maybe it's because I decided to compensate by signing up for the college paper; so while I'm studying I can satisfy my writing urges and even publish something. The end result? A lot of good times definitely, but a few not-so-good ones, too. Including the fact that I failed a few subjects over the course of two years.

     But enough of that; who wants to hear about me moaning about how stupid I was to fail? What I want to talk about is nonsense, and nonsense I shall deliver!

    Nonsense number one: I came across a book today with a really weird title. Are men really necessary? My reaction: what the hell? Of course they're necessary! I mean, women won't have anyone to manipulate and wind around their little fingers if men aren't there! (woot for women! heh, I'm so biased) Whoever wrote that book must be really desperate to write something, or the person just wanted to annoy a lot of people. Hmm.

     Nonsense number two: I also found (in a bookstore) a little pink dictionary of gay lingo. Funny as hell, very entertaining, and can help draw a lot of odd looks in your direction when you're waiting in line to pay for a couple of notebooks and a pen. The only thing I could complain about it was the fact that it was thin. I mean, there must be over a million homosexuals out there, and they could only come up with a thin book? It clearly shows that homosexuals are severely under represented in this world. And that they love the color pink for some odd reason.

     Not-so nonsense: To all Filipino amateur writers, writer wanna-be's, and even professional writers, Dean and Nikki Alfar are now accepting submissions for Philippine Speculative Fiction Volume 4! For more details, visit: http://deanalfar.blogspot.com
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    Go all Filipino writers! Woot!

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