Today, I just burned through five chapters of Mockingjay during my idle time in between tasks. This is probably the only way for me to get motivated into reading a book I bought just so I could manage to to finish it. It’s the same thing I did for Catching Fire where I previously stopped while I was barely a third into it more than a year ago. Since bringing the second Hunger Games book to work a couple of months ago, I’ve managed to finish it within that time frame, probably faster than when I read the first book at home (which was about three months). At least this way, I could get my eyes to be used to something other than staring at a computer screen all day.
Since getting my first pair of of corrected glasses 15 years ago on 5 January 2001, my vision has gotten more blurry. I don’t even recall what grade both eyes are currently have but one thing’s for sure, I have what they call an astigmatism.
So today, 2 January marks the anniversary of my entrance to the workforce. Indeed, it was barely 24 hours into 2012 when I received that fateful text message telling me that I was accepted into my first job and that I need to report for work the next day.
It’s been a while since I did a write up on the year that was. The past couple of years offered nothing much to write home about especially with me having been in a perpetuated state of limbo since I got let go from my previous job and none of my goals, from establishing a freelance business to studying a foreign language, didn’t materialise. Doesn’t help that the people I thought I could count on, especially my dad, couldn’t support me in my endeavours.
In any university or college, one of the last things you do before fully graduating is to produce a thesis that you could present to a group of people serving as your panel, showcasing your research on a topic centered on a particular subject that you have to defend.
One thing I don’t like about masa stations in general is how they all sound the same: DJ’s with names that are as ridiculous as their supposed on-air “personalities”, playlists containing the same set of old yet overused songs from the last 3 decades getting played just about every hour day in and day out, and of course the giggling raksasas creeping in the background and stingers of women sexually hungry for an orgasm.
2012: A year of b!tchslapping, bedhopping, sex, scandal, amnesia, murder, abuse, kidnappings, magic, baby-switching, DNA tests and some light-heartedness for a change. (Photos courtesy of their respective owners)
Every year, the average Philippine drama continue to be the TV industry’s bread and butter that rakes in the millions that keep TV networks afloat. 2012 is no different.
Some titles played safe this year while others took unexpected risks in terms of storytelling, most of them geared on character-driven stories instead of plot-driven ones. Regardless, soap watchers will always tune in on the TV to watch their stories on a daily and nightly basis.
This is going to be the first time since I started listening to DWRT-FM four years ago that I may not have something to look forward to on the frequency’s Saturday programming. Thus, this is gonna be the first time in four years (since the days of Campus 99.5) that the station won’t be airing a weekend oldies program since the new management slotted such a retrospective programming on Wednesdays to compete against Wave 89.1’s Waveback Wednesdays and RX 93.1’s Monster’s Riot.