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Thursday, September 16, 2010
Officious
Today we just had the spelling bee for Grade 6 and for the whole highschool level in the school where I am working. I learned a lot of pretty big words today, and so far, my favorite is OFFICIOUS.
–adjective
1.
objectionably aggressive in offering one's unrequested and unwanted services, help, or advice; meddlesome: an officious person.
2.
marked by or proceeding from such forwardness: officious interference.
3.
Obsolete . ready to serve; obliging.
So, in Filipino, it's called EPAL (as Sir Darwin would put it).
It makes me wonder what kind of occupation an officious person would have. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Now it figures why officers are so officious sometimes.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Addicted to Books
I think I have an illness and I think I need psychiatric help. I SOOOO LOVE BOOKS. Today was the opening of the Scholastic Book Fair in our school. I was pretty much psyched about it and if I only had enough money, I would splurge it on books. I actually have a list of books that I want but I have to prioritize other important things and be practical. But today, I spent almost a thousand pesos for 2 books for Ken and one for myself. I am actually contemplating on buying the complete series of Unfortunate Events. If only I had more money . . . I would also buy Percy Jackson series, Chronicles of Narnia, and also the Harry Potter series. But I guess e-books would have to do. Gee. It's so hard to be tempted when you're in a budget. *sigh*
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Living in District 13
District 13 reminds me so much of City of Ember where people live underground because the outside world became uninhabitable. My outside world is not yet uninhabitable, but I feel that the setting that I am in is similar to that of District 13.
I move in a world where rules have almost bordered on to sadism. I have no problem with rules because I consider myself as a masochist, but even masochists bleed, and I am almost at the point of breaking.
I cannot write anymore. I'm afraid I may be figuratively flogged because of this. But what do I care? Someday, somehow, I know I will escape. And when I do, I will not look back.
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