This time I'm at Cybernook, waiting anxiously to get my English portfolio - you know, the one with the pictures of some of my classmates. Professor Gonzalo liked my "creativity", which I actually equate to idleness. In short, I'm too humiliated to tell everyone of my actual reasons of using it - which is, weirdly, my preconceived connections between my essays on the bonobos and global warming to the entries I have put in my blog. Or maybe it's because I'm programmed to see a negative thing in everything.
I got a 3.5 in English, and I got a 4.0 in Politics. If I am correct, I'm at the bottom half of the dean's list.
It's not that I'm boastful today or something. In fact, I'm actually aware that I might be doing it right now (and you must be murmuring, this kid is nuts!), but I didn't realize I have successfully balanced, at least at the end of the term, my studies and my social cravings. (Okay, wrong term.) Last night, even, I was back to feeling so sad for no particular reason. Up to now I can't understand why, but I decided not to think about it and focus on computing my GPA for this term.
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8/31/2005
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8/31/2005
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My layout, however good it may seem, is missing a few pieces. There's supposed to be something on top of the streaking graphic I made up. I don't understand why it isn't showing up. But, I realized, I can do good layouts (if not for the complaints of flashing lights and seizures).
Today's the course card distribution - not yesterday, due to a holiday the government declared the day before - and as of now I have two subjects with a 4.0 (Revelation and, surprisingly, PE), and a subject with a 3.0 (Anthropology). I am still waiting for English and Politics class, so I escaped the group again and am updating my blog (isn't it obvious?). I almost came to school in a bad mood, however. I don't know why.
Then, I'll go home immediately. I want to resume my vacation. I don't know if I should feel happy that I saw my blockmates again, or if I should feel happy that I'll get back home immediately. Suddenly, I feel so out of touch.
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Today's the course card distribution - not yesterday, due to a holiday the government declared the day before - and as of now I have two subjects with a 4.0 (Revelation and, surprisingly, PE), and a subject with a 3.0 (Anthropology). I am still waiting for English and Politics class, so I escaped the group again and am updating my blog (isn't it obvious?). I almost came to school in a bad mood, however. I don't know why.
Then, I'll go home immediately. I want to resume my vacation. I don't know if I should feel happy that I saw my blockmates again, or if I should feel happy that I'll get back home immediately. Suddenly, I feel so out of touch.
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8/28/2005
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Woah, is it me or does the blog feel really lonely? No, it's not the fact that you haven't replied to my last post (thanks a lot for the comments, I really appreciated it), but the fact that I haven't posted in a really long time. I gotta get used to that.
And I gotta get used to this three week vacation. Really, it's getting boring down here, because I've got nothing to do, and I'm procrastinating as well. I could have done my new blog layout within the past few days but I decided instead to fiddle with the PC and do some maintenance. (As if there's something more interesting than that.)
Sadly, the routine I'm so used to do - waking up at 04.30, eating a really heavy breakfast and shuttling off to school really early - isn't doing me wonders right now. Currently I'm waking up at 09.00 (even later) and feeling I've missed out on a lot. I realized how boring Philippine television can be (most of the time). I realized how sleepy afternoons can be. I realized how crappy breakfast shows on radio can be if not all DJs are present.
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And I gotta get used to this three week vacation. Really, it's getting boring down here, because I've got nothing to do, and I'm procrastinating as well. I could have done my new blog layout within the past few days but I decided instead to fiddle with the PC and do some maintenance. (As if there's something more interesting than that.)
Sadly, the routine I'm so used to do - waking up at 04.30, eating a really heavy breakfast and shuttling off to school really early - isn't doing me wonders right now. Currently I'm waking up at 09.00 (even later) and feeling I've missed out on a lot. I realized how boring Philippine television can be (most of the time). I realized how sleepy afternoons can be. I realized how crappy breakfast shows on radio can be if not all DJs are present.
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8/24/2005
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Finally, it's over - our first fourteen weeks in college. I have to say a lot has happened, from the expected (because I thought about it) to the unexpected (for the same reasons). So, here it is - a retrospective of some sort, because I feel like a journalist who's supposed to write something in here.
Obviously, this is such a big event - it's me saying I survived college. Four years ago, I lasted fourteen weeks - and only fourteen weeks - in San Beda Alabang; in the middle of my long depression pang I was thinking I would fare the same fate. But, thank goodness, I did the things I didn't do back in my high school freshman year and got myself out of what could have been a really disruptive period in my life. I have to say I learned a lot of things, significant or otherwise. Here we go...
In fourteen weeks, I learned that college is much like high school, only bigger. I mean, despite the harder academic lessons, the same socialization stuff applies. One of the holdbacks I had was me thinking everything is ridiculously different - trust me, that was what I was thinking back in my small high school. (That was also a factor, but anyway...)
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Obviously, this is such a big event - it's me saying I survived college. Four years ago, I lasted fourteen weeks - and only fourteen weeks - in San Beda Alabang; in the middle of my long depression pang I was thinking I would fare the same fate. But, thank goodness, I did the things I didn't do back in my high school freshman year and got myself out of what could have been a really disruptive period in my life. I have to say I learned a lot of things, significant or otherwise. Here we go...
In fourteen weeks, I learned that college is much like high school, only bigger. I mean, despite the harder academic lessons, the same socialization stuff applies. One of the holdbacks I had was me thinking everything is ridiculously different - trust me, that was what I was thinking back in my small high school. (That was also a factor, but anyway...)
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8/23/2005
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I'm happy today because I only have (I think, most probably) to take one examination this week. Everything else had me exempted. But...
One, I'm not sure about my freaking PE grade. I realized that, since I didn't make it to the swing practicals, I missed fifty (even seventy-five) percent of the final examinations. Now I feel like getting a 2.5 instead of a 4.0. Big downer, really but... oh well! At least I'm not worrying much about this. My blockmates are still thinking I might get a bigger grade after serving as PE president for the term. (If we are to recall, the effort must be there. Well... go figure.)
Two, I'm anxious about how my English portfolio would come out. I remember my mom wanting to read it, but I really didn't want to since she might find out about everything that I've been up to in school. (I'm pretty confident none of my relatives have seen this blog.) I realized my school life is completely different from my house life. With that, I realized I've got a lot to hide (like I'm some bad kid in school).
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One, I'm not sure about my freaking PE grade. I realized that, since I didn't make it to the swing practicals, I missed fifty (even seventy-five) percent of the final examinations. Now I feel like getting a 2.5 instead of a 4.0. Big downer, really but... oh well! At least I'm not worrying much about this. My blockmates are still thinking I might get a bigger grade after serving as PE president for the term. (If we are to recall, the effort must be there. Well... go figure.)
Two, I'm anxious about how my English portfolio would come out. I remember my mom wanting to read it, but I really didn't want to since she might find out about everything that I've been up to in school. (I'm pretty confident none of my relatives have seen this blog.) I realized my school life is completely different from my house life. With that, I realized I've got a lot to hide (like I'm some bad kid in school).
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8/22/2005
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I'm at school, still, despite the fact that I'm supposed to be a little bit home free. I submitted my English portfolio - I actually lost sleep over it, typing everything in last Saturday then doing the design elements the next day. I used almost all of the photos I took from my camera as well as from almost every Multiply site I've seriously visited - Sudoy's, Les', and Ira's. (I actually forgot to credit Ira for that one single photo I took from her. I'm really sorry.)
I actually created a montage of every picture I think fits well into my portfolio's unexpectedly personal theme. In short, I put almost every photo I had, from those at the studio tour to the ones at Be[wild]ered (including my notoriously avoided fourth blockies photo - see my 15 July post) and even that photo at the Dance-a-Parable contest, taking care not to include Caresse because I thought that she might freak out when she sees it. (She didn't see it, so I shouldn't have panicked.) I ended up amazing a few people; consequently, I didn't want to set my work free! But I'll get it back anyway, so...
And, again, I'm literally losing sleep, along with everyone else. Last Saturday (or was it Sunday?) I greeted Dian a happy birthday at 01.00. I am supposed to be sleeping by then (I can feel the yuckiness of my body come out) but, since I have got nothing to do (I was extremely bored, trust me), I decided to text her. I didn't expect her to reply at the same time - but she did. Waaah. All of the things that we were doing practically took away every trace of our sanity.
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I actually created a montage of every picture I think fits well into my portfolio's unexpectedly personal theme. In short, I put almost every photo I had, from those at the studio tour to the ones at Be[wild]ered (including my notoriously avoided fourth blockies photo - see my 15 July post) and even that photo at the Dance-a-Parable contest, taking care not to include Caresse because I thought that she might freak out when she sees it. (She didn't see it, so I shouldn't have panicked.) I ended up amazing a few people; consequently, I didn't want to set my work free! But I'll get it back anyway, so...
And, again, I'm literally losing sleep, along with everyone else. Last Saturday (or was it Sunday?) I greeted Dian a happy birthday at 01.00. I am supposed to be sleeping by then (I can feel the yuckiness of my body come out) but, since I have got nothing to do (I was extremely bored, trust me), I decided to text her. I didn't expect her to reply at the same time - but she did. Waaah. All of the things that we were doing practically took away every trace of our sanity.
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8/20/2005
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One, I hate the fact that CBox is giving my visitors pop-up ads. So, if you hate them as well, get a pop-up blocker. These ads are really bad creatures. Trust me, they have a life of their own.
Two, I'm almost done with my English portfolio. I just have to get more photos (if the plan ever pushes through) and a few more words. Oh, and yesterday's Anthropology finals was a hard one, not because of the questions, but because of the logistics. Trust me on this one as well.
Three, Caresse is freaking me out. (Again, you know what I'm talking about. Hahaha.)
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Two, I'm almost done with my English portfolio. I just have to get more photos (if the plan ever pushes through) and a few more words. Oh, and yesterday's Anthropology finals was a hard one, not because of the questions, but because of the logistics. Trust me on this one as well.
Three, Caresse is freaking me out. (Again, you know what I'm talking about. Hahaha.)
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8/19/2005
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Two more subjects ended - and that means it's finals week next week.
Revelation class, like every other class, ended without much fanfare - wait, there was a prayover. Also, we got this little lecture on staying in the classroom and keeping quiet when the bell rings (or sounds, if that is more politically correct). After finishing that film on our own (beloved) St John Baptist de la Salle (and yes, we have to watch it) and repeating it again due to a lot of idle time, we had a few more statements from Sister Pinky (which we'll really miss, I believe), left the classroom (but not without the pictures, of course), and rushed to M321. It was barely 10.30 when we left.
Art Appreciation seemed really weird today. For the first time in thirteen weeks, Professor Sangil sat up and began to chat with us - and it wasn't simply about what we have learned, but about her personal experiences as well. (Feels like a latenight show monologue.) We were told (aaah, told) about her little experiences in watching movies. So...
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Revelation class, like every other class, ended without much fanfare - wait, there was a prayover. Also, we got this little lecture on staying in the classroom and keeping quiet when the bell rings (or sounds, if that is more politically correct). After finishing that film on our own (beloved) St John Baptist de la Salle (and yes, we have to watch it) and repeating it again due to a lot of idle time, we had a few more statements from Sister Pinky (which we'll really miss, I believe), left the classroom (but not without the pictures, of course), and rushed to M321. It was barely 10.30 when we left.
Art Appreciation seemed really weird today. For the first time in thirteen weeks, Professor Sangil sat up and began to chat with us - and it wasn't simply about what we have learned, but about her personal experiences as well. (Feels like a latenight show monologue.) We were told (aaah, told) about her little experiences in watching movies. So...
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8/18/2005
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Three more classes have signed off from our schedules: Politics, Anthropology and English. The subjects that rule my later wake-ups have finally finished their run.
There wasn't much fanfare in Politics class. Professor Calilung was a little bit early (considering she isn't used to classes at 08.00 - we are, technically, her coffee on Tuesday and Thursday mornings) as she collected those darned thought papers. I would realize this thing was taken really seriously by my classmates. The people that usually looked perky in the morning - Les, Jaja, Clarence and the like - looked really sleepy. (Seriously, Jaja freaked me out.) Huey, for one, had one and a half hours of sleep (if I overheard correctly). I think Jessica didn't have any (or was it somebody else?) As for me - I slept at 23.30 and am still awake.
The class ended just as it is - nothing much really happened. Nothing ceremonius. Just us departing - all of us were probably sogged up by the paper. (Translation: too much farting at night isn't good. Go figure.)
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There wasn't much fanfare in Politics class. Professor Calilung was a little bit early (considering she isn't used to classes at 08.00 - we are, technically, her coffee on Tuesday and Thursday mornings) as she collected those darned thought papers. I would realize this thing was taken really seriously by my classmates. The people that usually looked perky in the morning - Les, Jaja, Clarence and the like - looked really sleepy. (Seriously, Jaja freaked me out.) Huey, for one, had one and a half hours of sleep (if I overheard correctly). I think Jessica didn't have any (or was it somebody else?) As for me - I slept at 23.30 and am still awake.
The class ended just as it is - nothing much really happened. Nothing ceremonius. Just us departing - all of us were probably sogged up by the paper. (Translation: too much farting at night isn't good. Go figure.)
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8/17/2005
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In the middle of an overwhelming number of online people - sixteen out of thirty-three contacts - the environment must be pretty hostile. People, welcome to the final week of the term.
Today I'll take a look at the status messages everyone had put up (at least those who I added on my contacts list on YM):
Today I'll take a look at the status messages everyone had put up (at least those who I added on my contacts list on YM):
- Caresse Dy
- Clarence Arreza: n_n
- Denise Maravilla (busy): xiaoxiao!
- Icka Alcantara: I just got lost in thought... it wasn't familiar territory
- Isabel Rodriguez (idle): Through difficulties to the stars!
- Jana Centeno
- Jason Lopez: Can Thought be any harder? ah! ah! ah! Ang Hirap!
- Jonathan Cuyegkeng (busy)
- Joy Simpson (busy)
- Kaymee Santos (busy)
- Kizia Beredo: my eyes hurt.. hu hu hu :(
- Leslie Chew (busy): na deecee ako !! anu ba naman toh ? badtrip = head ache.. i have no thoughts.. what do you think ?
- Martin Dimalanta (busy): utOt paper!
- Sudoy Patena: naka-thought ka na ba? tulungan nyo naman akong maka-thought!
- Toni Gozum
8/16/2005
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If you thought I'm going to blab endlessly about the last PE class - and trust me, it was very humiliating - well, you're wrong. I figured there's a lot more things to talk about. Trust me - I don't want to drag myself down again because people have been noticing it. So, I'll talk about better things. Like...
Wait, I can't think of any that wouldn't either put me down or give something away. Oh, what a dilemma.
Then, Sudoy gave me an idea. Why don't I post this photo up?
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Wait, I can't think of any that wouldn't either put me down or give something away. Oh, what a dilemma.
Then, Sudoy gave me an idea. Why don't I post this photo up?
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8/15/2005
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What's with the number two? It seems that, although I do not want to take the finals test for anything (except if I really have to), I always have to flirt with this particular digit.
Yes, I got a grade of 2.0 for Critical Thinking. I have to admit I thought the highest the block could get was a 2.5 (or even a 3.0), but Jaja and Toni both got a 4.0, and I don't understand why I'm sulking. It just seems that I'm not really used to people getting ahead of me (hence this thing). In fact, recently many people have been getting ahead of me (for example, the Yojimbo paper got me a 3.5 when almost all the people I was curious about got a 4.0), I can't help but think I'm losing the magic spark.
Well, I'm a really bad person, and you can just leave that to your imaginations to interpret everything else.
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Yes, I got a grade of 2.0 for Critical Thinking. I have to admit I thought the highest the block could get was a 2.5 (or even a 3.0), but Jaja and Toni both got a 4.0, and I don't understand why I'm sulking. It just seems that I'm not really used to people getting ahead of me (hence this thing). In fact, recently many people have been getting ahead of me (for example, the Yojimbo paper got me a 3.5 when almost all the people I was curious about got a 4.0), I can't help but think I'm losing the magic spark.
Well, I'm a really bad person, and you can just leave that to your imaginations to interpret everything else.
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8/14/2005
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Somehow when I was typing in a very good post - one that I have thought of all weekend - electricity in the whole shopping mall got cut, and everything went, well, poof. Now I forgot what I wrote.
I finally saw the music video for Barbie Almalbis' Just A Smile - obviously I was curious about what all the fuss about Ariane, Clarence and the gang getting in was about. Weirdly, I was laughing the whole time.
I know - I shouldn't be doing that, but since we have a pretty big television I couldn't help but think that it's almost real. It doesn't matter whether they were out of focus - I mean, all you see is Barbie and that Sam guy (trust me, I saw that on Kizia's blog), but interspersed in between are images of the party animals walking around. You see Ariane, Clarence and Marcia walk down the stairs. At the start you see Jana (in a hood, mind you), and you see Kizia somewhere in between, just looking at you - it was really spooky. All the time it's all larger than life, and even if I didn't catch everybody (like Martin) all I can do is laugh at myself for laughing at what I see.
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I finally saw the music video for Barbie Almalbis' Just A Smile - obviously I was curious about what all the fuss about Ariane, Clarence and the gang getting in was about. Weirdly, I was laughing the whole time.
I know - I shouldn't be doing that, but since we have a pretty big television I couldn't help but think that it's almost real. It doesn't matter whether they were out of focus - I mean, all you see is Barbie and that Sam guy (trust me, I saw that on Kizia's blog), but interspersed in between are images of the party animals walking around. You see Ariane, Clarence and Marcia walk down the stairs. At the start you see Jana (in a hood, mind you), and you see Kizia somewhere in between, just looking at you - it was really spooky. All the time it's all larger than life, and even if I didn't catch everybody (like Martin) all I can do is laugh at myself for laughing at what I see.
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8/12/2005
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I finally have a Multiply site (http://henrikbatallones.multiply.com) and as I was adding contacts, the site was posing me a question. Should I categorize everyone of my invited people as friends or classmates?
Well, I decided to call them all friends, but I wish you get my dilemma (reminding me of Critical Thinking class which went extraordinarily quiet today - probably due to the lack of electricity or the lack of decent grades). I saw Caresse's site and saw that she is connected to me through Sudoy's site as a classmate, and to Ale's site as a friend. And I consider myself a straddler. Oh, what a dilemma - such depth!
I'll be posting the photos from the studio tour there (so you better look there instead as I'm lazy enough to upload them to the blog), and probably a few reviews (you know, the ones the critics make - just to make myself seem more of a Communication Arts student). You get the idea - an extra space for the blog.
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Well, I decided to call them all friends, but I wish you get my dilemma (reminding me of Critical Thinking class which went extraordinarily quiet today - probably due to the lack of electricity or the lack of decent grades). I saw Caresse's site and saw that she is connected to me through Sudoy's site as a classmate, and to Ale's site as a friend. And I consider myself a straddler. Oh, what a dilemma - such depth!
I'll be posting the photos from the studio tour there (so you better look there instead as I'm lazy enough to upload them to the blog), and probably a few reviews (you know, the ones the critics make - just to make myself seem more of a Communication Arts student). You get the idea - an extra space for the blog.
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8/11/2005
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Yeah, they're the first people to get a title of their own. I'm going to go home with them again. I don't know - we've got little time remaining and yet I get to squeeze in a little tradition. I wonder if it'll ever continue on the next term? Anyway...
I decided not to go to Mount Banahaw this Saturday. Admittedly I'm not much of an outdoors person. Now, after the tedious task of listening to the orientation for those who dared (and I salute you with all of my intimidations) to go to the field trip, I feel much of a loser.
I didn't really mean everything - of course! It isn't just me who's not going. The thought of climbing mountains makes me remember my sprained finger. My only sonsolation is that around eighteen of us (I think, because I know some who decided not to do changed their minds at the last minute) aren't going, and will instead observe religious practices at the comforts of Metro Manila. Wait, another bummer - it's going to be an individual report. (At least we don't have to bother with acetates anymore.)
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I decided not to go to Mount Banahaw this Saturday. Admittedly I'm not much of an outdoors person. Now, after the tedious task of listening to the orientation for those who dared (and I salute you with all of my intimidations) to go to the field trip, I feel much of a loser.
I didn't really mean everything - of course! It isn't just me who's not going. The thought of climbing mountains makes me remember my sprained finger. My only sonsolation is that around eighteen of us (I think, because I know some who decided not to do changed their minds at the last minute) aren't going, and will instead observe religious practices at the comforts of Metro Manila. Wait, another bummer - it's going to be an individual report. (At least we don't have to bother with acetates anymore.)
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8/10/2005
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A good film, regardless of what it actually is about, provides a good distraction. Thank the heavens for cinema.
I just finished watching Ditsi Carolino's award-winning documentary Bunso, on three juvenile delinquents who, unfortunately, are detained together with adult offenders. If you have the chance, you must see it (but then again, everyone who's looking at my blog were required to watch this today) because it really provides an insight into what things really do.
I mean, I have been supporting the Make Poverty History project (until I lost the banner for some extraordinary reason), but it is just only now when I really understand what poverty does to the children. As I was watching the movie, one thing was going through my mind: the system sucks, and we must replace it. Sorry for getting too political, but basically that's the problem. Where do the best things go? To the capital, of course! Then again, even if we switch political systems we still have a lot of corrupt officials.
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I just finished watching Ditsi Carolino's award-winning documentary Bunso, on three juvenile delinquents who, unfortunately, are detained together with adult offenders. If you have the chance, you must see it (but then again, everyone who's looking at my blog were required to watch this today) because it really provides an insight into what things really do.
I mean, I have been supporting the Make Poverty History project (until I lost the banner for some extraordinary reason), but it is just only now when I really understand what poverty does to the children. As I was watching the movie, one thing was going through my mind: the system sucks, and we must replace it. Sorry for getting too political, but basically that's the problem. Where do the best things go? To the capital, of course! Then again, even if we switch political systems we still have a lot of corrupt officials.
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8/10/2005
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In a time when I'm supposed to rush a few requirements, I'm at the Cybernook, doing the same things I used to do here - blogging. Maybe I subconsciously took Les' advice last Monday - to keep things down (err, relax a little bit is what I'm trying to say here), and right now, I'm finding it weird because I'm not panicking.
Yesterday, I wasn't panicking as well (although I took the results of the personality test in Anthropology too seriously) - the only things that probably happened were me taking charge of our last PE class (I unfortunately mistook my duties to happen at 16 September, and also for the dancing event, where six of our blockmates will join, happens on 20 August - and the last class is on the 16th, stupid me). Professor Ronda wants us to recreate a little party, complete with pastries, as we attend in complete attire.
Danger: another weakness of mine is going to be exposed.
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Yesterday, I wasn't panicking as well (although I took the results of the personality test in Anthropology too seriously) - the only things that probably happened were me taking charge of our last PE class (I unfortunately mistook my duties to happen at 16 September, and also for the dancing event, where six of our blockmates will join, happens on 20 August - and the last class is on the 16th, stupid me). Professor Ronda wants us to recreate a little party, complete with pastries, as we attend in complete attire.
Danger: another weakness of mine is going to be exposed.
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8/08/2005
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Last Saturday, the ABS-CBN studio tour. Today, possibly the most rambunctious day I ever had. But first, the former. Obviously I have to go chronological.
If there was one thing I wrongly did last Saturday, it's not to turn off the date stamp feature (or should I call it a bug?) on my digital camera. Suddenly all the images I thought would turn out good would be literally destroyed by this supposed advantage. But I've got nothing to do, so I'll just post them.
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If there was one thing I wrongly did last Saturday, it's not to turn off the date stamp feature (or should I call it a bug?) on my digital camera. Suddenly all the images I thought would turn out good would be literally destroyed by this supposed advantage. But I've got nothing to do, so I'll just post them.
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8/06/2005
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This is going to be a pretty aimless thoughtful post, so please bear with me once again.
There was nothing new yesterday - only me and Marcia on a bus (we went in and we were the first), and before that, the Critical Thinking quiz which was weirdly easy. (Or it's probably because I actually studied for the test.) That time they were somehow bidding over who sits where, and I was happy I wasn't in the middle of it. Also, no one wore red. I think they decided to study for a change. (Uh... that didn't sound right.)
After I finished (thirty minutes later, as usual) I didn't leave the room, deciding to instead stay because I hate going out into the heat (you know, after being in a ridiculously cold refrigerator of a room). So, I went home with Marcia. But this time, we didn't sit beside each other.
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There was nothing new yesterday - only me and Marcia on a bus (we went in and we were the first), and before that, the Critical Thinking quiz which was weirdly easy. (Or it's probably because I actually studied for the test.) That time they were somehow bidding over who sits where, and I was happy I wasn't in the middle of it. Also, no one wore red. I think they decided to study for a change. (Uh... that didn't sound right.)
After I finished (thirty minutes later, as usual) I didn't leave the room, deciding to instead stay because I hate going out into the heat (you know, after being in a ridiculously cold refrigerator of a room). So, I went home with Marcia. But this time, we didn't sit beside each other.
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8/04/2005
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This is one of those days when you think that something you actually shunned at doing goes in and does wonders.
We were doing, among other things, some word jumbling for Anthropology class. There was this one word no one seemed to get - manybald - and I thought it stood for some slang word. I thought it stood for badmanly, and as a good service I (actually) told Steph and Jaja that. The moment I gave my paper to Professor de Guzman, Derek came in and ask if he got his right.
He did. It actually stood for damnably.
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We were doing, among other things, some word jumbling for Anthropology class. There was this one word no one seemed to get - manybald - and I thought it stood for some slang word. I thought it stood for badmanly, and as a good service I (actually) told Steph and Jaja that. The moment I gave my paper to Professor de Guzman, Derek came in and ask if he got his right.
He did. It actually stood for damnably.
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8/03/2005
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That's right. Call me the world's greatest attention-hungry man. But I just can't help it. I don't really know why, but I just don't want to feel abandoned.
But I'm already getting on everyone's nerves, probably, and that's why they're all leaving me behind. It's either they're just putting up with everything I do and pretend that they're amused, or they're just snubbing me. However it may be, however, I'll just try to vanish into the background, not disturb you guys, and pretend like nothing's happened.
I must have been overcome by everything I have felt (and thought to have felt) during the past eleven weeks. I don't know who to blame. I am simply blinded, probably. But I've been successfully blinded to the point that I think everything's a conspiracy. Let's see how you react to that.
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But I'm already getting on everyone's nerves, probably, and that's why they're all leaving me behind. It's either they're just putting up with everything I do and pretend that they're amused, or they're just snubbing me. However it may be, however, I'll just try to vanish into the background, not disturb you guys, and pretend like nothing's happened.
I must have been overcome by everything I have felt (and thought to have felt) during the past eleven weeks. I don't know who to blame. I am simply blinded, probably. But I've been successfully blinded to the point that I think everything's a conspiracy. Let's see how you react to that.
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8/03/2005
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Here I go again. Wednesday. The day I particularly enjoy - and hate.
I like Wednesdays because we only have two classes for the day. Today, however, as with the past few days, we've been obligated to attend something at U-Break; this time, it's a sexuality seminar (which I can't really relate to) to fill the spate of holidays which have been suspending our Orientation classes.
Before that, however, it was a long quiz in our Revelation classes. Please don't be misled - it was just ten items long, and we all got low scores (I think) as usual. I got three correct (because as much as I've studied I got a mental block), and even though I wanted to sulk, my only consolation is that most of the people behind me got three as well. (Dian, however, got four.)
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I like Wednesdays because we only have two classes for the day. Today, however, as with the past few days, we've been obligated to attend something at U-Break; this time, it's a sexuality seminar (which I can't really relate to) to fill the spate of holidays which have been suspending our Orientation classes.
Before that, however, it was a long quiz in our Revelation classes. Please don't be misled - it was just ten items long, and we all got low scores (I think) as usual. I got three correct (because as much as I've studied I got a mental block), and even though I wanted to sulk, my only consolation is that most of the people behind me got three as well. (Dian, however, got four.)
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8/02/2005
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I'm tired but I'm freaking happy. This is a rare happening, so please bear with me as I jump up and down with glee.
Although Politics class dragged on inconsiderably (weird because I used to be wide alert for that class, but today I found myself yawning because it seemd to be so long), everything else went weirdly smoothly. English class was particularly amazing. I was thinking straight - and I wasn't that diverted.
At lunch I went with Caresse, Dian and Kaymee (actually I rudely joined them), after which we all studied for the long quiz in Anthropology (which was easy for me but not for everybody else, probably). That was probably the only time we agreed on something. I mean, we were talking about things (other than the lesson) that you'd never see me talk about. But anyway...
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Although Politics class dragged on inconsiderably (weird because I used to be wide alert for that class, but today I found myself yawning because it seemd to be so long), everything else went weirdly smoothly. English class was particularly amazing. I was thinking straight - and I wasn't that diverted.
At lunch I went with Caresse, Dian and Kaymee (actually I rudely joined them), after which we all studied for the long quiz in Anthropology (which was easy for me but not for everybody else, probably). That was probably the only time we agreed on something. I mean, we were talking about things (other than the lesson) that you'd never see me talk about. But anyway...
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8/01/2005
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It seemed there was another agreement to wear red between the women today. Apparently it was to show something to our Critical Thinking professor. Even more funnier, Sudoy came in wearing red. It even had that funny inscription which, when thought of really deeply, would imply he knew of the informal dress code.
"Naughty little devil," it said. Or something like that.
Sometimes it is very funny when you come in knowing nothing about what will happen, but you come in and create a really loud statement. I remember coming in to the classroom wearing a yellow polo shirt, unaware that the majority of the block would because it was the middle of the campaign period. (Oh, Santugon did sweep the CLA positions, and some of my campaigning blockmates cried. Or so they said.) In his case, it was taken lightly, but in mine, I went to the defensive. Let's just say there's this fear of being associated with something else.
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"Naughty little devil," it said. Or something like that.
Sometimes it is very funny when you come in knowing nothing about what will happen, but you come in and create a really loud statement. I remember coming in to the classroom wearing a yellow polo shirt, unaware that the majority of the block would because it was the middle of the campaign period. (Oh, Santugon did sweep the CLA positions, and some of my campaigning blockmates cried. Or so they said.) In his case, it was taken lightly, but in mine, I went to the defensive. Let's just say there's this fear of being associated with something else.
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