It almost became me and Ale. Almost, but not quite.
Now, before you get out of this PC, get a paddle and hit me in the head, I was talking about our Filipino 1 video, due in two weeks. Again, Jason pulled off another plot, and I was supposed to play the slave who conspires to kill the prince. Many reason, but apparently (as Jason wanted it to be) me and Ale would apparently be secret lovers.
Imagine both of us not imagining really well how things would go out. She even asked me not to be offended, but she just doesn't know where to pull that emotion off, apparently. For me, I am wondering deeply if I would ever feel awkward.
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1/31/2006
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1/30/2006
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Well, for once I can say I was partly popular yesterday. Natanong ba naman ako.
How do you say did you eat? in a neutralized American accent?
Apparently, if you've been paying attention, you say jeet? among all things.
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How do you say did you eat? in a neutralized American accent?
Apparently, if you've been paying attention, you say jeet? among all things.
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1/28/2006
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"Is that soup free?" Sara asked as we had lunch today.
Apparently, it was, and the American-accented Filipina (who probably also owned the place) offered to give the others a free bowl. Jill was enjoying hers, and I, along with Jaja, got our own. Out of curiosity Jaja asked Jill about the actual soup.
"Tinola," she answered.
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Apparently, it was, and the American-accented Filipina (who probably also owned the place) offered to give the others a free bowl. Jill was enjoying hers, and I, along with Jaja, got our own. Out of curiosity Jaja asked Jill about the actual soup.
"Tinola," she answered.
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1/27/2006
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It's been three days of double entries and it's been really fun. I don't know, but despite the imminent gloominess of my entries, which meant I was beginning to write out of impulse and my words aren't making sense, I was feeling a bit better. At least most of the time.
Last Wednesday I failed to mention the presence of Tado, Buwi Meneses of Parokya ni Edgar and acclaimed actor Ronnie Lazaro in our Sociology class, to plug their little effort to clean up the Philippines - or, better yet, the relief map of the Philippines at the Luneta. Last time I looked it was really filthy. Seen as a symbolic move on their part (haven't you been watching the news?), they'll be doing this all weekend, so if you're interested, you better show up on Saturday and Sunday. Apparently there will be band performances as they clean up the fountain. Whatcha think?
I told myself this is the only thing I could do. Not that I'm against anything, but it sounds good. You've gotta admit that.
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Last Wednesday I failed to mention the presence of Tado, Buwi Meneses of Parokya ni Edgar and acclaimed actor Ronnie Lazaro in our Sociology class, to plug their little effort to clean up the Philippines - or, better yet, the relief map of the Philippines at the Luneta. Last time I looked it was really filthy. Seen as a symbolic move on their part (haven't you been watching the news?), they'll be doing this all weekend, so if you're interested, you better show up on Saturday and Sunday. Apparently there will be band performances as they clean up the fountain. Whatcha think?
I told myself this is the only thing I could do. Not that I'm against anything, but it sounds good. You've gotta admit that.
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1/27/2006
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Having not yet removed a trace of sleepiness thirty minutes into waking up, I dreaded the thought of having to take another school-bound commute. I was feeling more sick than before. I was feeling worse, even, after having to endure the colds for more than a week. I doubted if I could swim today, with many bubble floats in the wings - maybe I could cheat on it once, because I know I wouldn't like the feeling anyway. That caused my colds in the first place, not to mention muscle cramps.
Stuff just happened, though. Maybe I got myself too deep into thought during the past few days, with the occassional uneasiness over the very things I'm doing. I found myself alert about things. I asked another question in Philosophy 2 class, and it didn't spark a debate, but it was still, in the words of Sir Marollano, "a valid question". I wondered how atheists would ever achieve the best form of existence if Kierkegaard thought it was supposedly being in contemporaneity with Christ. I was alert - I couldn't have thought of that before. Or maybe I was indeed beginning to grow up a bit.
That announcement was a little bit immature.
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Stuff just happened, though. Maybe I got myself too deep into thought during the past few days, with the occassional uneasiness over the very things I'm doing. I found myself alert about things. I asked another question in Philosophy 2 class, and it didn't spark a debate, but it was still, in the words of Sir Marollano, "a valid question". I wondered how atheists would ever achieve the best form of existence if Kierkegaard thought it was supposedly being in contemporaneity with Christ. I was alert - I couldn't have thought of that before. Or maybe I was indeed beginning to grow up a bit.
That announcement was a little bit immature.
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1/26/2006
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Inspiration strikes again.
I'm dropping by to say that I feel weirdly a lot closer to the BonoSoc than before. That's one thing I didn't expect to happen, ever. I think you guys know I've seen them since way back as one incredibly inaccessible group, but I guess I was wrong. It could have been circumstance, yes, but it's been weirdly going well. Past lessons have come back to prominence.
I'm dropping by to say that I feel a bit disengaged among the others, though. I could go on and continue to lament my only-online contact with a third of the party animals, and a little eye-to-eye with everybody else. I've got to admit I thought (especially last July) that I would feel a lot closer to these six people throughout my school life. Guess I've got a case of party animal disillusionment.
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I'm dropping by to say that I feel weirdly a lot closer to the BonoSoc than before. That's one thing I didn't expect to happen, ever. I think you guys know I've seen them since way back as one incredibly inaccessible group, but I guess I was wrong. It could have been circumstance, yes, but it's been weirdly going well. Past lessons have come back to prominence.
I'm dropping by to say that I feel a bit disengaged among the others, though. I could go on and continue to lament my only-online contact with a third of the party animals, and a little eye-to-eye with everybody else. I've got to admit I thought (especially last July) that I would feel a lot closer to these six people throughout my school life. Guess I've got a case of party animal disillusionment.
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1/26/2006
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Glial cells, Miss Calleja explained, are the things that fill the gaps in between the trillions of neural connections in our brains. No wonder that, despite our forest-like brain connections, when you cut up the brain in two halves it looks like a meaty piece of intelligence.
Well, that's why they're called glial cells. They're pretty much equivalent to glue.
As much as I hate waking up really early today, as usual, I had to. After reading an article on Time magazine in the library days ago, though, I realized that, as someone who wakes up early in the day, I'm at my most effective in the early stretches of my day. So, for a half-hour, I'm simply ineffective, but after that phase, I'm pretty much ready. You couldn't bug me, though, in the afternoon, for that's where I'm supposed to lose pretty much everything.
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Well, that's why they're called glial cells. They're pretty much equivalent to glue.
As much as I hate waking up really early today, as usual, I had to. After reading an article on Time magazine in the library days ago, though, I realized that, as someone who wakes up early in the day, I'm at my most effective in the early stretches of my day. So, for a half-hour, I'm simply ineffective, but after that phase, I'm pretty much ready. You couldn't bug me, though, in the afternoon, for that's where I'm supposed to lose pretty much everything.
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1/25/2006
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Isah inspired me tonight (seriously) to write an extra post for the day. I missed Isah. I still wonder about what could have happened if she did stay in DLSU. She's been gone for twenty-something weeks, but it's me who just realized it flew so slowly, but it was fast for the others.
Twenty-something weeks. What did happen?
Too bad we have to drift, each and every one of us. But I think I had enough of "we really have to move on" statements, so maybe I'll leave it at that. A lot has changed, like it always does. Sometimes I find myself overwhelmed at how unrelated I suddenly find myself in. Although I still keep in touch with most of my blockmates, it doesn't exactly feel the same anymore. Sticking with the BonoSoc and not understanding much is an example (but that's happened before anyway). Me and Clarence are still amazed at how infrequent we've talked. Just this morning I held Ariane's hand and somehow held it tightly. I found myself waiting at the Sports Complex and went home alone anyway.
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Twenty-something weeks. What did happen?
Too bad we have to drift, each and every one of us. But I think I had enough of "we really have to move on" statements, so maybe I'll leave it at that. A lot has changed, like it always does. Sometimes I find myself overwhelmed at how unrelated I suddenly find myself in. Although I still keep in touch with most of my blockmates, it doesn't exactly feel the same anymore. Sticking with the BonoSoc and not understanding much is an example (but that's happened before anyway). Me and Clarence are still amazed at how infrequent we've talked. Just this morning I held Ariane's hand and somehow held it tightly. I found myself waiting at the Sports Complex and went home alone anyway.
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1/25/2006
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Tell me a good story. I think I would, but maybe not quite.
Last night I was chatting with Clarence. Lucky me got the (weirdly unintended) cue after 6cyclemind began playing on my PC. It was even her favorite Biglaan. Then we talked about the usual things once again. My side of the story, then her side of the story, then it goes back to the usual things. I've found a reason to catch up with her, and she has found a reason to catch up with me as well.
Last night I was chatting with Clarence. Lucky me got the (weirdly unintended) cue after 6cyclemind began playing on my PC. It was even her favorite Biglaan. Then we talked about the usual things once again. My side of the story, then her side of the story, then it goes back to the usual things. I've found a reason to catch up with her, and she has found a reason to catch up with me as well.
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1/24/2006
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Have you ever been amazed at how great things have changed with time? I mean, think about it - when we were young, things seemed so simple. We were free to do what we want - except, of course, with the limits of our parents threatening to hit us with whatever it is they intend to hit us. Then we grow up, and the things we've believed in - they change. Better yet, we lose our belief in these things. It all gets shattered.
Not that today's been bad. I happen to have too many random thoughts crossing me. I didn't exactly feel like going to school today, since I had a cold (and coughs) and I was practically dragging myself through the night. But, then again, I couldn't have regretted my decision.
I've met my groupmates for our first group report in Biology class, probably the only exciting detail in an otherwise boring class. The previous meeting I was desparate for a groupmate, but thankfully my classmate Charmaine was also in such a situation. So, we practically found each other and paired up. Today we found three other members - Meia, Marie and Johann - and together we're going to make sense out of Subway's offerings. That seems exciting, isn't it?
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Not that today's been bad. I happen to have too many random thoughts crossing me. I didn't exactly feel like going to school today, since I had a cold (and coughs) and I was practically dragging myself through the night. But, then again, I couldn't have regretted my decision.
I've met my groupmates for our first group report in Biology class, probably the only exciting detail in an otherwise boring class. The previous meeting I was desparate for a groupmate, but thankfully my classmate Charmaine was also in such a situation. So, we practically found each other and paired up. Today we found three other members - Meia, Marie and Johann - and together we're going to make sense out of Subway's offerings. That seems exciting, isn't it?
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1/23/2006
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I lost my bag last Saturday, right after uploading my last blog entry. Which means, I lost our section's first aid kit, all of my notes, the handouts I was still supposed to give Jason and Ale, all of the coins Marcia was surprised to see that afternoon, my perfume, my Singapore shirt, my Saliksik "love notes", my spare pair of glasses, my EAF, my pink slip, the candies Kizia gave me that I didn't want to eat for some reason...
...in short, almost everything. Well, except for my wallet, my phone and my USB drive. Stupid burglar didn't do it right.
Nothing much happened today, really. Literature 1 class didn't push through since Miss Wright didn't show up. Philosophy 2 class was funny since Sir Marollano didn't want to have anything to do with "political talk" when he asked some of my classmates about the things that make them happy. Sociology class, and me and Abigail were exchanging stuff again, including a common answer when asked about value-carriers in our society. And, as usual, Jino borrowed my Sociology book. And I saw Ale in the library. And Sudoy and Kevin too many times.
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...in short, almost everything. Well, except for my wallet, my phone and my USB drive. Stupid burglar didn't do it right.
Nothing much happened today, really. Literature 1 class didn't push through since Miss Wright didn't show up. Philosophy 2 class was funny since Sir Marollano didn't want to have anything to do with "political talk" when he asked some of my classmates about the things that make them happy. Sociology class, and me and Abigail were exchanging stuff again, including a common answer when asked about value-carriers in our society. And, as usual, Jino borrowed my Sociology book. And I saw Ale in the library. And Sudoy and Kevin too many times.
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1/21/2006
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Something I didn't deserve: having a good post then being disconnected just as I was uploading it. So, attempt two. Now I've lost every word I decided to write as we went home from Barangay Tagumpay today.
I'll be teaching two grade five kids. I almost had my cellphone drained. I thought Caresse shouted at me. I thought that Jollibee-McDonald's competition was weird. I (along with Ian) mistook Dimples for a guy. And I am not that well today.
I saw this post on a Jollibee branch from the Unites States. They call it cafeteria food? What about, say, McDonald's in the Philippines? This reminds me a lot like Super Size Me at a much closer level.
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I'll be teaching two grade five kids. I almost had my cellphone drained. I thought Caresse shouted at me. I thought that Jollibee-McDonald's competition was weird. I (along with Ian) mistook Dimples for a guy. And I am not that well today.
I saw this post on a Jollibee branch from the Unites States. They call it cafeteria food? What about, say, McDonald's in the Philippines? This reminds me a lot like Super Size Me at a much closer level.
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1/20/2006
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One thing I don't like about my schedule today is the mere fact that we don't have Literature 1 class (or so I think). Since today's day one of the Business and Economics Conference, holding classes in CBE, when almost everybody is out attending the talks, doesn't seem to be practical. For the handful of us who are from other colleges, simply said - a free cut. But it still feels weird, though.
I'm a bit nervous today, not because we're going swimming - the fact that I know someone there is enough comfort - but because of what's going to happen after that. I've been so cold the past few hours, since my classes for today were held at two of Miguel's "freezers". And, I am wearing shorts. Despite me wearing a black shirt to counter the freezing temperatures, nothing happens. I'm still tough cold.
Sociology class was funny, considering that the reading we had to summarize turned out to be some rip-off all along. But that was Miss Go's very point. Turns out the anthropologist writing was describing the Americans all along. Me and Abigail, my seatmate to the right, were raising our hands trying to recite (we didn't know back then), but we answered a lot already. We weren't being called. Nag-uusap na lang kami tuloy. I was still freezing back then - it isn't nice having a seat in the front row direct in the aircon's path. I went out and was happy to feel some warmth again.
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I'm a bit nervous today, not because we're going swimming - the fact that I know someone there is enough comfort - but because of what's going to happen after that. I've been so cold the past few hours, since my classes for today were held at two of Miguel's "freezers". And, I am wearing shorts. Despite me wearing a black shirt to counter the freezing temperatures, nothing happens. I'm still tough cold.
Sociology class was funny, considering that the reading we had to summarize turned out to be some rip-off all along. But that was Miss Go's very point. Turns out the anthropologist writing was describing the Americans all along. Me and Abigail, my seatmate to the right, were raising our hands trying to recite (we didn't know back then), but we answered a lot already. We weren't being called. Nag-uusap na lang kami tuloy. I was still freezing back then - it isn't nice having a seat in the front row direct in the aircon's path. I went out and was happy to feel some warmth again.
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1/19/2006
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Again, I'll snatch one photo from Kim's blog. Jaja hasn't sent me her pics from yesterday, however, especially that one pic of the new couple I took...
I just saw Sudoy in this photo, and... okay, so I'm laughing out loud.
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I just saw Sudoy in this photo, and... okay, so I'm laughing out loud.
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1/18/2006
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So it took him a week and a few months before that before all of this could happen. It did seem a bit surprising, and the whole thing, personally, seemed a bit impossible. But, in his words, it was circumstance that brought them together, and it was something unexpected. It was, after all, inevitable.
Okay, enough of the quoting. Jino and Ale are officially, well, official.
Thursday morning last week, and I arrived at school seeing Nico and Jino, well, plan something up. It was another elaborate brad attack. There was talk of the past (weirdly), pieces of paper, a lot of I love you phrases, and the number eighteen. And I, accidentally, was asked to become a photographer of some sort (but that didn't materialize much, since today I wasn't able to get our camera). So then I somehow figured everything out. It was another (self-coined and them-agreed) bradstorming session, and this time it promised to be a bit epic, more than the Saturday before that.
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Okay, enough of the quoting. Jino and Ale are officially, well, official.
Thursday morning last week, and I arrived at school seeing Nico and Jino, well, plan something up. It was another elaborate brad attack. There was talk of the past (weirdly), pieces of paper, a lot of I love you phrases, and the number eighteen. And I, accidentally, was asked to become a photographer of some sort (but that didn't materialize much, since today I wasn't able to get our camera). So then I somehow figured everything out. It was another (self-coined and them-agreed) bradstorming session, and this time it promised to be a bit epic, more than the Saturday before that.
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1/17/2006
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I wasn't supposed to update today, really. I thought I should get home early and do stuff. Well, here I am, obviously deviating from my decision.
I survived Biology class, even if it was still the same old boring class we got used to having.
I survived Filipino 1 class, although my seatmates are still the noisy, annoying ones that they are. I did look stupid, after acting in front of the class (I volunteered, after all). I did find myself getting quiet. We (me, Jason, Ale and four others) are going to work in some midterm report, and obviously it's us and the others. Jason even came up to Ale and asked her to ask Jino to do our Powerpoint presentation, and she laughed and obliged. But nothing's concrete yet.
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I survived Biology class, even if it was still the same old boring class we got used to having.
I survived Filipino 1 class, although my seatmates are still the noisy, annoying ones that they are. I did look stupid, after acting in front of the class (I volunteered, after all). I did find myself getting quiet. We (me, Jason, Ale and four others) are going to work in some midterm report, and obviously it's us and the others. Jason even came up to Ale and asked her to ask Jino to do our Powerpoint presentation, and she laughed and obliged. But nothing's concrete yet.
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1/16/2006
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Right now there is this long line at the library depository, and I've seen six blockmates in it. I've waved at John, Jaja and Cuyeg, waved excessively at Icka, and got amazed at the looks of Jill and Malia. Well, Malia has this thing with her hair now. Sara just showed up as well, and I still haven't waved at her. And Derek was also here, inside Cybernook, checking out message boards before Icka warned him that he might be late.
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1/15/2006
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I was looking closely at the photos me, Lau and Ariane took yesterday, and I finally got the thing that makes some of Ariane's photos pretty freaky. For some reason, she always gets to take a photo when people's mouths are wide open.
Remember Kaymee's photo? Then check this one out.
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Remember Kaymee's photo? Then check this one out.
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1/14/2006
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Second CWTS session for the term, and it's been seen, technically, as a very critical one. It's the time when we get our details concrete, ourselves turned over to the area coordinators (in our case, the Children's Rehabilitation Center) and, to some extent, our classmates take the plunge to oblivion.
Well, not exactly. But in my case, probably it is.
I arrived a bit late today, at around half past noon, but probably for some it is still early. Even Marcia, who arrived early, was surprised that she did arrive early (she was, in fact, the first to arrive for the party animals). She is really committed to winning those ringside tickets to next month's WWE Raw tour (those tickets sell for ten thousand pesos, but she says there are still those exclusive tickets that sell for two thousand more), to the extent that she has had her line, apparently, shut down again. That's something for commitment. Besides, if you're to pass up an opportunity to see John Cena...
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Well, not exactly. But in my case, probably it is.
I arrived a bit late today, at around half past noon, but probably for some it is still early. Even Marcia, who arrived early, was surprised that she did arrive early (she was, in fact, the first to arrive for the party animals). She is really committed to winning those ringside tickets to next month's WWE Raw tour (those tickets sell for ten thousand pesos, but she says there are still those exclusive tickets that sell for two thousand more), to the extent that she has had her line, apparently, shut down again. That's something for commitment. Besides, if you're to pass up an opportunity to see John Cena...
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1/13/2006
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(Note: Caresse gave me the title for today's entry. Obviously I haven't got much to think about. Thanks a lot, then!)
If you would let me expose my philosophical side, I'd say that my soul really known how to swim. It's only held back by my water-weak body.
My arms have gone numb, my jumping ability has diminished, and my reputation has somehow sinked with the five-feet-deep water. Among the men who attended last week, only four showed up. Me and Mon are probably the only men who couldn't swim, and yet we were being beaten by the girls who also claimed to have no prior knowledge in swimming. I was falling behind. I was repeating things. I was losing my streamline. But I didn't drown. Mon, well, did (almost, since he is admittedly someone vertically-challenged who was at the five-feet level), and had to move to the shallowest part.
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If you would let me expose my philosophical side, I'd say that my soul really known how to swim. It's only held back by my water-weak body.
My arms have gone numb, my jumping ability has diminished, and my reputation has somehow sinked with the five-feet-deep water. Among the men who attended last week, only four showed up. Me and Mon are probably the only men who couldn't swim, and yet we were being beaten by the girls who also claimed to have no prior knowledge in swimming. I was falling behind. I was repeating things. I was losing my streamline. But I didn't drown. Mon, well, did (almost, since he is admittedly someone vertically-challenged who was at the five-feet level), and had to move to the shallowest part.
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1/12/2006
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"Nah, Niko, it can't be love," Caresse told me last night. "You're infatuated."
I remember my junior high school year, when in Home Economics class (weirdly) we were trying to distinguish between love and infatuation. Our guidance counselor, Sir John, even dismissed the whole thing as being entirely passé; he said textbooks cannot teach people these kind of things effectively.
No wonder, for a person who's relied too much on references, I find myself confused and clueless.
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I remember my junior high school year, when in Home Economics class (weirdly) we were trying to distinguish between love and infatuation. Our guidance counselor, Sir John, even dismissed the whole thing as being entirely passé; he said textbooks cannot teach people these kind of things effectively.
No wonder, for a person who's relied too much on references, I find myself confused and clueless.
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1/11/2006
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Last night was long, and so is today. And probably tonight, as well.
Right now I'm chatting with long lost almost-blockmate Michelle. Turns out she realized before classes that she wanted to take up some other course, so she left before classes could even begin. Suddenly I wonder about what could have happened if she did stay in DLSU. Hmmm. I've been saying that phrase one time too many.
Today, we've successfully completed the first seven-day cycle of the new term. I've currently got blockmates in the swimming pool, blockmates in the classroom, and blockmates probably having a break, like me. It's taken a hard time for us to get used to asking friends about breaks, assignments (yes, it's still possible) and whatnot. And, suddenly, you couldn't relate with anyone. I've seen Clarence and Ariane (again) today and I got pretty hyperactive like the usual. Right now, seeing past blockmates make you feel a bit between heaven and hell (and my apologies for the adjective).
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Right now I'm chatting with long lost almost-blockmate Michelle. Turns out she realized before classes that she wanted to take up some other course, so she left before classes could even begin. Suddenly I wonder about what could have happened if she did stay in DLSU. Hmmm. I've been saying that phrase one time too many.
Today, we've successfully completed the first seven-day cycle of the new term. I've currently got blockmates in the swimming pool, blockmates in the classroom, and blockmates probably having a break, like me. It's taken a hard time for us to get used to asking friends about breaks, assignments (yes, it's still possible) and whatnot. And, suddenly, you couldn't relate with anyone. I've seen Clarence and Ariane (again) today and I got pretty hyperactive like the usual. Right now, seeing past blockmates make you feel a bit between heaven and hell (and my apologies for the adjective).
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1/10/2006
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At first, of course, not everybody would feel like going to school and would even decide to skip the first few days of classes. I know, that's what I felt like doing, but silly old me never does, like I always used to. So when I came into Filipino 1 class today, I was surprised at what I saw.
Robyn. Yes, she's my classmate.
So, exactly as I predicted privately, my world has collided with everybody else's. I have Jenn for a classmate. I have Ale for a classmate. And now, I have Robyn for a classmate. It's not that it's a negative thing, but it's simply spooky that some of the things I've thought of in all of the idle time I was given during the term break came, well, true. But the thing I told Robyn when she entered M314 was something short of a shock. "I can't believe it," I said. "You're my classmate?"
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Robyn. Yes, she's my classmate.
So, exactly as I predicted privately, my world has collided with everybody else's. I have Jenn for a classmate. I have Ale for a classmate. And now, I have Robyn for a classmate. It's not that it's a negative thing, but it's simply spooky that some of the things I've thought of in all of the idle time I was given during the term break came, well, true. But the thing I told Robyn when she entered M314 was something short of a shock. "I can't believe it," I said. "You're my classmate?"
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1/09/2006
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I'd like to announce first that the photos from Saturday are up on Fifth Year Holler. Oh, and I'm happy to find out that Jill has taken one of her photos on my albums up on Friendster. Yihee.
This post, however, is about two turtles at the lagoon near the amphitheater who, for some extraordinary reason, deicded to do something weird on my birthday.
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This post, however, is about two turtles at the lagoon near the amphitheater who, for some extraordinary reason, deicded to do something weird on my birthday.
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1/07/2006
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What was expected to be a normal Saturday, peppered only by the fact that it's something short of a block reunion, was ruined. It became something better.
So, my weaknesses for mushy stories has come out again.
I was in school from 12.15, realizing that the airconditioners at M411 have conked out and won't turn on. Melissa came in and we were feeling a bit harassed by the fact that they have died when we came in. Jason came in and was wondering whether he should have worn his long-sleeved shirt, which made him something short of a gymnast. All he could do was tumble up and down.
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So, my weaknesses for mushy stories has come out again.
I was in school from 12.15, realizing that the airconditioners at M411 have conked out and won't turn on. Melissa came in and we were feeling a bit harassed by the fact that they have died when we came in. Jason came in and was wondering whether he should have worn his long-sleeved shirt, which made him something short of a gymnast. All he could do was tumble up and down.
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1/06/2006
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Ely Buendia or Dino Concepcion - it doesn't matter whose version you'll take. Basta, maraming namamatay sa maling akala.
We're swimming for PE.
All along I thought I found the escape hatch for swimming, since (admittedly) I don't know how to swim, and I haven't been either in the actual beach or the swimming pool for the last two years. I remember being in first year and I didn't go to the school's swimming lessons because, first, I don't know whether it is actually required, and second, I'm afraid I wouldn't actually float. Ang babaw di ba?
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We're swimming for PE.
All along I thought I found the escape hatch for swimming, since (admittedly) I don't know how to swim, and I haven't been either in the actual beach or the swimming pool for the last two years. I remember being in first year and I didn't go to the school's swimming lessons because, first, I don't know whether it is actually required, and second, I'm afraid I wouldn't actually float. Ang babaw di ba?
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1/05/2006
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Upon much deliberation last night I realized I was just going through the usual first term jitters, only it is in the third term. It is hard to enter a room and realize you've got to keep quiet and do nothing, because basically, you don't know anyone. But today went out pretty differently. Or maybe it's because I'm almost used to it.
A lot happened. No doubt about it.
I met Jenn again, this time at the STRC (why do we always bump into each other this term? Hmm...), which I waited for Biology lab class to begin. I was waiting for Joy, who took the same class (we decided to skip Physics for this one for the term), and upon 08.10 we met our teacher, Miss de Jesus. (Actually, Doctor de Jesus.) She is nice, or so it initially seems, and both me and Joy agreed on that. Malumanay ang boses, hindi parang naninindak tulad nung isa kong teacher sa Philosophy 2. (But, take note, I like both teachers.) Also, I made my first linking from another class to another one. Ladies and gentlemen, meet MC.
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A lot happened. No doubt about it.
I met Jenn again, this time at the STRC (why do we always bump into each other this term? Hmm...), which I waited for Biology lab class to begin. I was waiting for Joy, who took the same class (we decided to skip Physics for this one for the term), and upon 08.10 we met our teacher, Miss de Jesus. (Actually, Doctor de Jesus.) She is nice, or so it initially seems, and both me and Joy agreed on that. Malumanay ang boses, hindi parang naninindak tulad nung isa kong teacher sa Philosophy 2. (But, take note, I like both teachers.) Also, I made my first linking from another class to another one. Ladies and gentlemen, meet MC.
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1/04/2006
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Possibly the weirdest remark I ever received during the past few days came from Jessica on New Year's eve. You really are an optimistic guy, she said, and that's good. I thought, how the heck would I be optimistic if I'm the complete opposite? However, I tried to keep my hopes high, that even if the block has indeed split up, things would still go a bit better.
That, despite all of my cluelessness.
I arrived at school at around 08.00, with nothing much to do, seriously. My first class, Philosophy 2, happens at 09.20, and I was a bit nervous because I don't have anybody with me, and I don't have any idea whether I should have taken that class up. Thankfully, our teacher - still nameless - has proven to be a pretty good one. Although he looks a bit stiff, he is funny and relaxing, just like Sir Lualhati (sorry for the comparison). Since I was alone (Jino, possibly the only other person from the block who took the same subject, has the class on Tuesday and Thursday afternoon) I was ridiculously quiet. I happily answered one question though (although it was more on the subjective side I was happy I got through without further interrogation), and when we left the classroom I was really happy.
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That, despite all of my cluelessness.
I arrived at school at around 08.00, with nothing much to do, seriously. My first class, Philosophy 2, happens at 09.20, and I was a bit nervous because I don't have anybody with me, and I don't have any idea whether I should have taken that class up. Thankfully, our teacher - still nameless - has proven to be a pretty good one. Although he looks a bit stiff, he is funny and relaxing, just like Sir Lualhati (sorry for the comparison). Since I was alone (Jino, possibly the only other person from the block who took the same subject, has the class on Tuesday and Thursday afternoon) I was ridiculously quiet. I happily answered one question though (although it was more on the subjective side I was happy I got through without further interrogation), and when we left the classroom I was really happy.
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1/03/2006
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I checked out whatever Jenn had given me for Christmas, only to discover that somebody had actually opened it before I did. I just had time to look at it now.
Last night I was already asked as to whether today's actually our start of classes, but thankfully it wasn't. I was asked that a few times before, from Clarence and Jom (who actually said something dramatic after I answered his question), and yesterday Kizia asked me the same. I suddenly had to ask Les the same thing. Now I'm confused.
And, today, I texted Lau as to whether something is up on U-Break tomorrow. I only have three classes tomorrow, all in the morning. I've got all the time after U-Break, so imagine my fun. Normal load, lots of time to upload (and, yeah, buy books and stuff). so, I'll attempt to have lunch with some blockmates tomorrow, if it's possible. I wish it is possible.
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Last night I was already asked as to whether today's actually our start of classes, but thankfully it wasn't. I was asked that a few times before, from Clarence and Jom (who actually said something dramatic after I answered his question), and yesterday Kizia asked me the same. I suddenly had to ask Les the same thing. Now I'm confused.
And, today, I texted Lau as to whether something is up on U-Break tomorrow. I only have three classes tomorrow, all in the morning. I've got all the time after U-Break, so imagine my fun. Normal load, lots of time to upload (and, yeah, buy books and stuff). so, I'll attempt to have lunch with some blockmates tomorrow, if it's possible. I wish it is possible.
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1/02/2006
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Gah, deep inside me I'm laughing really hard.
It's pretty obvious now, the very fact that it's already 2006, and we've been given more space to get things right (or wrong). I've got to admit, however, that the very reason I went online today was to see whether stuff have moved around a bit online. You know, whether people have reacted weirdly to my new layout, or whether someone sent me additional happy new year greetings, or whether (yes, seriously) Ale has already updated her new Xanga blog. (With all honesty, I was looking forward to that.)
Well, as of now she hasn't, yet. So I went to her (already closed) Blogger blog and saw this.
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It's pretty obvious now, the very fact that it's already 2006, and we've been given more space to get things right (or wrong). I've got to admit, however, that the very reason I went online today was to see whether stuff have moved around a bit online. You know, whether people have reacted weirdly to my new layout, or whether someone sent me additional happy new year greetings, or whether (yes, seriously) Ale has already updated her new Xanga blog. (With all honesty, I was looking forward to that.)
Well, as of now she hasn't, yet. So I went to her (already closed) Blogger blog and saw this.
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