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Procrastinating is my middle name.

It’s 2 p.m. Past half the day and I’m barely halfway done with work. Gotta march off to the science office to get my job there done.

After the holidays I feel my bones and joints need some major elbow greasin’. The hell, it’s time to work and get things done again. Being responsible can be tiring when it’s all an act. I think I am genetically lazy. I am ill-fitted to be in a busier workplace, so I shoud not complain. My job is the best with no demands on work hours.

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On a sad note, i heard just this morning that one of our student assistants in the science undergraduate office was kidnapped last November 22. His family is making it public just this week, and we are saddened to hear the kidnappers did not keep their side of the deal after getting 5 million pesos. The family is grieving, almost ready to believe that their Jimbo, a judo champion college sophomore, is already gone.

A prayer for Jimbo. Such a waste.

I have reaffirmed why I disliked cats. Last night, I was violently awakened by noises by my bedroom window. Scared the living daylights out of me. I felt around for my phone and dialled silverh, my mom, my dad, my brother… None were answering. I had awful visions of a breakl-in, when a bit later the noises grew to thundering screams that pierced the quiet of the night. I stood frozen behind my study desk, fear numbing my hands clutching my phone. My brother answered sleepily, saying it was 4 am and what was wrong with my voice. I hardly had any, barely managing to whisper hoarsely. My brother sounded alarmed when he started hearing the noises at his end of the line. Later on he said “they may be just cats”. A bit later I did realize they were just cats…