Tuesday, October 29, 2002

My last years in the dormitory proved to be the spookiest. Almost every building in the university have their own paranormal stories but it takes one to really experience being spooked out to prove otherwise. For a starter, the building (another co-ed dormitory) right across the street used to be a hospital, the basement of which was used as a morgue. Maybe that's the reason why the whole basement is not being used to accommodate its residents.

As for my former dorm, there were many stories (urban legends and otherwise) that have been told. The ones that I knew of (or at least happened during my stay) where the following:

1. The Invisible boots.

Proloque: If you were the type who reads the daily paper or watches the early evening news, (for those in the Philippines.. :D) you probably heard about the Alpha Betan who died infront of the College Of Law, of yet another fraternity-related cause. I won't mention his name, for this purpose (but if you would want to, just email me). Anyway, that guy was a resident of the dorm on the semester of his death.

The story:

It was the finals week, one of my friends who used to occupy one of the 2nd floor rooms decided to review in the study area which was on the end of the corridor. It was a couple of hours past midnight when he grew sleepy and braved the dark corridor back to his room. Unfortunately, his kind roommates locked the door. In an attempt not to bother his sleeping roommates, he decided to just go back to the study area when suddenly there was a sound of pair of combat boots (the ones used in ROTC) marching towards him. Still, he taught that those were from one student who's just preparing for the ROTC class. The sound of the boots continued to march towards him. It was when the sound was right in front of him that he realized there was no boots at all!

They said, when the Alpha Betan died, he was clad in his ROTC combat boots.

2. The Door Incident

As the dorm closes for the sem-break, it is imperative for all the residents to check-out before 12 noon. While most of the residents already went home, the management starts to clean things up, checking if all the residents stored their things inside their respective closets, then closing every room in each floor. After all the floors have been checked out, the manangs noticed that one particular floor seemed to have been missed out. They decided to double-check and found out that most of the doors were opened and some appliances were still out. Not a single resident was in sight.

3. The Huge Black Man

One male resident woke up one evening struggling for breath and unable to move his head. One of his roommates who noticed that there's something wrong, checked on him and saw one huge black guy sitting on his head.

In one of the activities in the dorm, this resident retold his spooky encounter with the black entity. One of my friends (the guy in no.1 ) who was also in the audience apparently has a third-eye (whatever that means) and is drawn to the paranormal entities. As the resident tells his story, my friend discreetly told us: "Huwag kayong maingay, nasa likod nya ngayon yung itim na lalaki."

... a slice of bob's life.
11:46 PM

Today, two of my loved ones are celebrating their birthdays. One is my nephew (my godson, he’s 5 yrs old) and my girlfriend, who doesn’t want to admit that we’re now both 20-odd years old. But since it’s her birthday, I think I might as well concede… *grins*

The logic behind birthday celebration seems to elude me up to now. It’s not being skeptical or anything but to me, birthdays (mine at least) are just but as ordinary as plain Monday or Tuesday. (I hope my girlfriend’s not reading this.) It’s not the celebration per se, but the essence. Yeah, I know that people are just being happy, or thankful, perhaps that they’ve reached this or that age. I’m not against that nor do I hate celebrating mine, simply because I don’t celebrate, most of the time.

... a slice of bob's life.
1:58 AM

Nothing extraordinary has happened today, at least to me. I heard my other friends are not doing well (not that much, though) in their waterloo subjects. What can I say, that's the perrenial problem of students like us (kasama pa ko dun!) especially since it's finals week. Been there, done that, but still not over it. *grins*. But I have another reason to be happy; one of my closest friends in college passed the Mechanical Engineering Board Exams! Hooray to him! Tsk. I think I've added more pressure on myself for this. But what the heck! The guy did a good job, this should be his moment, not mine.

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Congrats, Jegs!

... a slice of bob's life.
3:59 AM

I have a sprained right thumb. I think it's starting to swell. I can feel the joint click each time I tried to bend the poor finger. Anyway, it's the result of being clumsy and stubborn all at the same time. I was doing my laundry (Yes, even guys do their own!), a week's worth. I was too lazy the whole week; besides I've got another excuse: I'm reviewing for the exams! (as if...). So, I was in the laundry area, doing the thing by hand, because the darn washing machine's motor seems to have busted itself to pseudo-retirement. I was busy with the laundry when the pile of utensils in the adjacent kitchen found their way on the floor, courtesy of.. our two medium-sized cat. Agitated, I rushed to the kitchen and chased the stubborn cats, and ...whoopsies! I could've hit the floor face-first, thanks to my right hand, or make it the right thumb. But come to think of it, I'd rather have hit the floor than to have a broken finger. *ouch*

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... a slice of bob's life.
6:17 AM

A day in the life...

My brain cells are not responding at a Pentium-4-speed these past days. I think all those hours spent in front of the TV (and the PC, too) have slowly degenerated my neurons into inactive pieces of pseudo-viral particles that devour the other (mal)functioning neurons. Anyways, it's quite inevitable.

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My head is bursting with seeming incomprehensible terminologies and equations, I feel like it's gonna explode.

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Thermodynamics/ fluid dynamics/ unit operations/ stoichiometry/ physical & chemical principles/ friction factor/ duhring plot/ gravimetric factor/ organic chemistry/ equilibrium constant/ reverse osmosis/ evaporation/ crystallization/ azeotrope/ compressor/ Orsat Analysis/ membrane separation/ VLE/ sonic velocity/ heat capacity/ specific volume/ friction factor/ throttle valve/ viscosity/ Carnot cycle/...... blah. blah. blah. blah. blah. blah. blah. blah....

... a slice of bob's life.
3:50 AM

In haiku, it does. Got myself registered in a haiku blog. The idea of the blog is fun, think it would be great.

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Little shoes for little toes?

Speculate if you must ladies, but two British scientists who, I think, wanted to prove that there something more than the unusual size of their... ehem... shoes; concluded that a man does not need his shoes to measure the apparatus!

... a slice of bob's life.
6:44 AM

I'm not in my right senses today that's why I'm keeping this as short as possible. I'm having trouble with the Topcities.com pages a while ago. The blog page can't be displayed and I'm starting to get frustrated. Not much for the day, except that I already got the transcript (hooray to me!).

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I've met two persons in the net today. I thought my life's crap, until I read about this homeless guy's life who found refuge in the internet. While this guy struggles for his daily needs, I can't help but think on why there are some people like this lady who busts her credit line buying godknowswhat and still got the nerves to ask other people to pay her debts. Such irony.

... a slice of bob's life.
5:20 AM

No, this isn't about Nelly's song, though I really, really wanna take my shirt off 'cause it's so damn hot! The cold breeze of the -ber months have suddenly turned into one furious dragon's breath. Dang El Nino. Such terrible temper for a child.

Isko.tk is Dplace Designs' site of the month for October! Thanks to Francis. I owe you one, bro!

I can't help but grin on the guys' reaction on the picture. Hahahahaha! Glad to hear that I've made one person's day a bit better.

What is wrong with Iva? It's been a week (or more?) since her last post and still no sign of activity in her site, except for the posts in her tagboard; mostly people checkin' her out, asking where she is, etc.

Siguro itinanan na ni *toot*toot*!?*. Grins. I know she would kill me for this. Hahahaha!

... a slice of bob's life.
2:01 AM

Uploaded the "controversial shameful pictures" in the profile section. Just check it out.

Feeling a bit shitty today. I went to NSO this afternoon to get my copy of the endorsed birth certificate. Got myself a priority number, 1890 to be exact. Guess what number was currently being served when I entered the releasing area? 1401! Dang! I would have to wait 489 people to be served first before I could get mine. Think I can get it in a couple of hours? No, I didn't. What kind of system have we got? *sigh*

I thought my day would be a little okay if I would go to UP instead, to get the official copy of the TOR. I was wrong. The lady-in-white said I should call tomorrow to know if it would be available. *another sigh* This probably isn't my day.

On my way home, I saw a bunch of kids running over the pipeline across the open field on the right side of the University Avenue, just before passing the Oblation. I have always wanted to do what those kids were doing. I thought I was the only one who has that weird desire and was surprised to learn that one of my Yakal Residence Hall buddies wanted to do that, too. I guess we all have that kid inside of us.

... a slice of bob's life.
4:06 AM

Finally! Natapos ko din ang gallery ko. The links above are now active. Hope you like it!

... a slice of bob's life.
3:47 AM

Yes. We're on it again. Actually we've ironed things out the night after our anniversary but we just had the time to see each other last night. It feels good having her around again. Got to watch Road to Perdition; another movie that I'd be hesitant to watch again for an undisclosed reason. But don't get me wrong, the movie is good. Only I...

The first time I heard John Mayer, the first thing that came into my head was: "Hmmm.. another Ronan-Keating sound-alike.".



Little did I know that three songs later, I'd be rooting for the same person's music. I realized there's more to his music than his voice's resemblance to the boyband-member's. Now I'm thinking about scoring myself of his CD.

This one reminds me of last night. *grins*

... a slice of bob's life.
1:32 AM

I'm here at the UP Bahay ng Alumni. I was in the Registrar's this afternoon checking the availability of my Transcript of Records. Honestly speaking, my academic records were not that impressive. But it never really hit me until the time I finally set my eyes on the insignificant TOR of mine. I wonder, would there be a respectable company willing enough to waste their precious money by hiring me? *evil grin* Anyway, I hope none of those companies are reading this blog right now. Hahaha!

... a slice of bob's life.
3:39 AM

This one's supposed to be yesterday's entry but I was not in the mood to go online so I'm posting it today.

Yesterday, we could have celebrated our first year being together. I should've been happy. But the fact that we weren't together and she being mad gave no reason to celebrate. I have forgotten our monthsary twice, and who knows she might 've been expecting I'd forget it again this time. It's no longer important, however, the anniversary was yesterday. And, no, I didn't forget it.

I was itching to call her the night before but I know she would rather keep silent than talk to me on the phone. Chances are I'd only be talking to noone on the other line, that is, if she won't hang up.

I skipped dinner, anxious, waiting for the right time. I decided to just text her. Yeah, I know it's lame. Sue me. If ever I'd get a negative result, at least it won't hurt that much. I told her I wasn't expecting her reply, but of course, deep inside I was hoping she would. I guess there's more agony in waiting for something that should not be expected than hearing it straight from her.

I grabbed a bite, literally, and had a glass of warm milk just to have something for my grumbling stomach, then went to bed.

I didn't get her reply. I didn't know which hurts more, the pain in my stomach or the pain in my heart.

... a slice of bob's life.
12:49 AM

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