My name came from the names of my mom and dad. Actually, dad and mom. "Neo" is my dad's name. The "ry" part came from my mom's nickname, Glory. Her real name is Gloria though. I haven't actually thought of how difficult to articulate (and not to mention spell) my name until now. Whenever I was asked by bar tenders or cashiers or anyone what my name is, they always get it wrong. The worst was in a fast food. I was sure I clearly said "Neory". Do you know what she wrote? JOY. Wow. I tried my best to recall the time she asked my name and I am certain that I uttered two syllables. How come it became "Joy"? Oh well.

The latest was in QA department. Whenever I introduce myself, the most common comment I get is something like "ang hirap naman bigkasin ng pangalan mo." One exceptional comment was Sir Mau's. He said something like "ha? ang hirap naman. Betty nlng." followed by laughs. I don't get offended when they mispronounce my name or exchange it for another name. I just laugh it off because it really entertains me hearing them call me Nyoyi, Neony, and other variations. My friends sometimes call me Neor, Neo (Nyo), and Ne-yo. But personally, I prefer Neory. It's a beautiful name for me. Ahaha! Well, you can't blame me for saying that. It is my name. It is mine forever.

This has been a tiring day.

7:30 in the morning, I woke up. I ate my breakfast and did academic stuffs.
9:15am I am answering drills in our correlation when I realized it's 9:15am and I have a 10am class! My goodness! I rushed! I was able to get to school around 10:05am. Whew! *I was wearing my formal attire already.

We had lectures on mass transfer. Then on Biotech class, TRES came in to campaign. After that we talked about stem cells.

Lunch time. Cafeteria. No vacant tables. Many students are just there with their laptops on. They were not eating. Lou tried to ask a group of students if they can transfer because they are not eating. We got the table but he almost got into a fight. I think. Well, it's the downside of not having security guards around the cafeteria. Students make it their "tambayan" and/or study area. As if our cafeteria is big enough.

MSE. Videos. I actually learned a lot about polymers.

English. Panel Interview. I was one of the interviewers. Our group, I think, had the longest interview. It's because Telax had a follow-up question for all five of the interviewees and because each of the interviewee has a question for each of the interviewer. I shouldn't have asked "Do you have any questions for us?". Haha!

ChE team won Volleyball!

5:40pm I decided to go home because the game that I wanted to watch hadn't started yet. What a frustration. I drove lazily. I hated it. My sister complained "Ang gulo mo naman mag-drive Ate Neory. Nakakahilo." Too bad. I wasn't really in the mood to drive smoothly. This is the third time that I failed to watch him play. Sheesh.

I went home and I have been doing this written report since 7pm and I'm not done yet! I am exhausted. Really. This is what my leap day has been. -_-

ang saya-saya ni Meg!

forbidden love

what can you say about this pose?

"Magkita sa may room sa tapat ng caf."

^Meg told me this when I asked her where we should meet. When I read her text message, I was like, "Where on earth is that room?" There is no room in front of the cafeteria! My goodness Meg Anne G. Santos! I just directly went into our room for Research class and when she came in a little later she was complaining to me, "I was waiting for you  in front of the bookstore." -_- Crazy talk right?

Jonan always interchanges sounds like

"Scookie and cream" - cookies and cream
"Standing Jong Lump" - standing long jump
"Grean Jey" - Jean Grey of XMen