Last night, I had a couple of SMS conversations with some of my UP friends. This one stood out:
WANG : Ugh.
PAU : UGH. haha.
WANG : Ugh ka ng ugh. haha.
PAU : Wag kang kumontra. buhay ko to. i have the right to ugh. bwahaha.
WANG : ... Ang labo nun ah. haha.
It's times like these that I ask myself if I really am sane. Or decent, to say the least.
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I just realized that it's been roughly ten days since I last blogged. Yesterday's was a late post; I was supposed to blog about that unfortunate Sunday we had, but then laziness got the best of me. I've been putting it off until something more substantial (and interesting) happened that I could blog with it, until came the point I forgot all the salient points of my past two weeks. UGH. So much for being a regular blogger.
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We had to say goodbye to Sir Capili last Thursday; the first quarter of our SouthEast Asia 30 class under him ended last June 19. Sniff.
We never discussed anything of relevance to the subject much. Sir Capili was one of those rare professors who had a fetish for regaling their "glory days" back in college and while they were "young" (not that he was that old; really, after all that he's told us of his experiences, I'd think he'd be past retirement age. But he doesn't even look anything past 40!) and in their prime. Not that there's anything wrong with that; on the contrary, it was much better that discussing Southeast Asia at all. They say experience is the best teacher; by the sound of it, experience has taught Sir Capili a lot, something that has made him what he is (a successful, down-to-earth, talented College of Arts and Letters Associate Dean) today.
I'm going to miss you Sir, even if you'd only been my professor for four meetings. Looking forward to taking Creative Writing 100 under you. :)
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I've been experiencing an overdose of Filipino patriotism the past week. It seems as if every single one of my subjects are in one way or another on the discussion of the real essence and aesthetics of being a Filipino.
Take last Thursday. I woke up early and brought my sleepy ass up to the Main Lib to have some of the required readings for Pol Sci 14 photocopied (insert sharp intake of breath here - yes, I am currently in a state of Grade-Consciousness this semester) - which were up for discussion later that day, by the way (well, maybe I'm not that GC - but I'm getting there). An hour after having to brave the maze-like shelves of books in the Social Science section (and getting lost a couple of times - kidding!), I finally got my hands on two of the three books (the missing one is still missing, even after three consecutive returns to the Lib. UGH.) and had them photocopied (did you know that Xerox is actually a brand name, but because people have this mentally of turning brand names generic it became synonymous with the photocopying machine itself? Not that it has anything of relevance to the story. Sorry.). They turned out to be two articles on the Philippines, and how colonization has affected (shaped or destroyed, I'm not sure) our identity as a nation and a people.
Come Pol Sci 14 class, we talked about the downward spiral our supposed "nation-state" is headed to, with regards to the wrong process it went through and the weak foundation it was built upon. Then, in the middle of that interesting and open discussion (quite a first for the class, really) we were disrupted by the mobilization that was starting to congregate outside the AS Hall, calling for students to walk out of their classes and join in the call for the ousting of GMA.
SEA 30 was a lecture on the borders and and major landmarks of Asia, with concentration on the Southeast; our Geography professor sidecommented (again) on how different the Philippines is from the rest of Asia, with regards to our colonized past, and how that still seeps through to our present day.
And then, by the end of the day, I get to eat dinner beside two BAA friends of mine who are so immensed in their conversation about how there is no possible job oppurtunities here in the country that would be fitting enough for them when they graduate, and how going abroad is the only solution to it.
Sigh.
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I've always wondered where I'd end up after college.
I wonder.
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Las night, I read about this Indian tribe discovered in the Amazon, close to the Peruvian border, who never had any contact with modern civilization - ever.
Wow. Imagine that. When you've thought nothing new or of big significance could possibly be introduced to the world, what with the rapid and ever-changing globe we live in today, you suddenly come across a tribe who's survived isolation for God knows how long. Just when you thought the world is on its way to the future, the past smacks you on the face.
Next thing we know, there's some undiscovered civilization of nude Brad Pitt look-alikes running buck-naked around Alaska. Not that I have a thing for nudity. Or Brad Pitt.
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Hoorah for UP and its hundredth year! I know it's kinda late, but I just want to show the world how enthusiatic I am about being in UP. And what better way to greet UP on its centennial that to sing it a Happy Birthday song, with minor modifications?
You're now a century.
May you keep fit
Your hot body,
Happy Birthday, UP!
Oops. I guess I was thinking of Oble (blush).
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I would like to take this oppurtunity to praise my Art Stud 1 professor.
Now that I think about it, he is kinda hot. Teehee.
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Curse July 3.
UGH.
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To summarize the streak of bad luck I've been having the past two weeks:
My Landback ATM account for my scholarship was closed, after I-dunno-how-long months of gathering dust in my wallet. Damn. Now I have to open a new account.
I still can't get over the fact that my only free day is Sunday.
I'm running out of Post-its.
Aeious is gay (according to my sources).
I still haven't found a part-time job. And it's already July.
I'm not getting any thinner.
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