So yes, I am currently still in half a fangirl mode.
After waiting for around an hour and standing under a slight drizzle earlier, I finally finally got to see Neil Gaiman at the 2nd Philippine Graphic and Fiction Awards at The Fort earlier. Though he didn't sign any books (except for Erik Mana's Mirrormask, who did the opening rites with a really good magic and mind reading thingy show) his short Q+A/talk was good enough, touching on how really weird stuff from the Philippines that he received ("...calamansi juice, wooden men with really big penises, and Chocnut"), on writing dark/horror stories ("...you have to believe in them") and his e-book deal. Thanks to Oscar for shooting better pics too; I met up with him earlier, so that makes two fan-err-people.
And the awarding (the winners get to shake hands and a hug from him *swoon*) made me really want to join next year. As he said, there's still a year to prepare for the next competition. :)
25.11.07
20.11.07
rewrite
I started writing this on paper, and I am ending this here on the desktop at home.
I was in my EEE10 class when I started writing this, our prof explaining why and how hybrid cars work. I'm only half-interested--first of all I don't drive, and the lectures are downloadable anyway; he's just practially reading from it.
"...different from your normal brushes, they're made from carbon..."
And so he went, like the rotor of the magnet-machine spinning until the battery gets prolly disconnected or kaputt, like time running out or stopping and ending.
A quick sweeping glance across the room showed everyone was either half-asleep, half-listening, half-writing and all were only half-interested. There was even this guy on a laptop--I wish I had brought mine too, with the hinges fixed.
"An electric fan is basically the most basic example; it's basically just a motor with the fan blades attached to it..."
The aircon behind me hummed as it blew its cold breath across the room.
"...weird classification; Engineering is classified under Science while Computers and Electronics are not."
And I relieve myself from the pain, the monotony of this life, with this pen. For inspiration is like a poison that you have to draw out, or the thoughts bottled up inside would kill you.
Which nearly happened to me last night, as the poison crept into my being while I lay in the dark, only a cat for company.
I was in my EEE10 class when I started writing this, our prof explaining why and how hybrid cars work. I'm only half-interested--first of all I don't drive, and the lectures are downloadable anyway; he's just practially reading from it.
"...different from your normal brushes, they're made from carbon..."
And so he went, like the rotor of the magnet-machine spinning until the battery gets prolly disconnected or kaputt, like time running out or stopping and ending.
A quick sweeping glance across the room showed everyone was either half-asleep, half-listening, half-writing and all were only half-interested. There was even this guy on a laptop--I wish I had brought mine too, with the hinges fixed.
"An electric fan is basically the most basic example; it's basically just a motor with the fan blades attached to it..."
The aircon behind me hummed as it blew its cold breath across the room.
"...weird classification; Engineering is classified under Science while Computers and Electronics are not."
And I relieve myself from the pain, the monotony of this life, with this pen. For inspiration is like a poison that you have to draw out, or the thoughts bottled up inside would kill you.
Which nearly happened to me last night, as the poison crept into my being while I lay in the dark, only a cat for company.
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