Now, I know that I profess to be an advocate of Chaos with a Capital C most of the time, but what some of you may not know is that I'm actually big on my routines. Once I've settled into a patterned or ritual way of doing things, I tend to stick to it like glue and when a change of schedule manages to break that routine, well...let's just say my analogy for that would be prying Mighty Bond off your fingers after you've applied acetone.

What happened this afternoon is a story of how my being set on such things almost screwed me over. Y'see, thanks to my having a 10:30-12 class from Monday to Friday I've been scheduling all my job exams and interviews at 3 PM. When I finally showed up at GMA for my exam today, I found out that their exams are actually scheduled at 1:30 -- fortunately, they've another slot this Tuesday.

Make of it what you will, but yeah.

...in other news, after that long talk with izkariote yesterday, I've realized several things. One of them has made me reevaluate my behavior this summer.

In other words, I'm not gonna be restricting my Twitter to all the bad shit in my head anymore. I think I'll broaden it to encompass random thoughts in general. I like this idea since Twitter makes me keep my stuff concise, and doesn't have the hassle of dealing with wank shitspam annoying comments (as far as I know anyway).