Title:	Thanks for friends :)
Date:	Thursday, May 3, 2007 — 00:43
Security:	public
Music:	Can You Feel the Love Tonight (Instrumental) :)
Mood:	thankful

My gay Math prof is so.. empowering. Haha! His favorite quote is "It's better to be tanga for a minute then be tanga forever!" and I also love how he sees Math as a sport you have to practice and train for to be good at. At the beginning of summer class, he emphasized that we have to work like a horse (yep, horse was the exact word he used! hahaha), and that we are varsity players training in Math. We have to undergo the process not just for the sake of achieving the goal, but also for the experience of undergoing the process with your eyes on the goal. The goal means nothing without the experience of the process, he says.

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Watched Spiderman 3 yesterday and it was a so-so. Wouldn't really say I loved it, not like Cinema Paradiso. This particular scene annoyed me, the one with Spidey jumping off rooftops and at this particular rooftop there was this BIG American flag serving as his background (with the wind effect on the flag pa ha!). Then off he jumps/swings to another rooftop. What was that all about? The funny part was, Crisette and I reacted similarly, and it's probably the effect of being UP students. But hey, it was really out of the blue, and it wasn't exactly appropriate for the situation. HA-HA. Talk about subliminal messaging!

Oh thanks to Crisette for the treat! So nice of you to think of asking me first with your extra ticket. Heehee.

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I love my friends! Especially Joni, Martin, Josh, Chuckie and whoever else they conspired with to make me 
THIS 

SCRAPBOOK.
 It was actually intended for last year's grad heart-breaking thing, but Chuck just dropped it off last night. Talk about LATE! Haha but it was very much appreciated. So thoughtful:)


I just reeeeally love my friends. :) Thanks for them! Oooh for my siblings too!

Title:	Huwag niyong basahin nang hindi magsayang ng oras :)
Date:	Friday, January 12, 2007 — 11:59
Security:	public
Mood:	quixotic

Huwag basahin ang mga sumusunod kung hindi mo balak magsayang ng oras.

Parang.. dapat yata Tagalog ang gamitin ko sa mga susunod na entry dito. Hindi ko alam, parang masaya siguro 'yon. Bakit nga ba ingles ang ginagamit ko sa mga nakaraan kong lagay? Hmmm. Baka dahil mas madali mag-ingles kapag nagsusulat o sa situwasyong ito, pagtatatayp (tf?! haha).

Ay hindi pala maaari. Paano naman ang kaibigan kong nagbabasa mula sa New Jersey? Hindi na niya mauunawaan ang mga pinaglalagay ko, malamang. Ano beh. Hahaha.

Oo, wala akong magawa. Wala! Wala, wala. Walaaaaaa.
Hindi na naman ako pumasok muli sa aking klase. Bakit? Hindi ko rin alam.
Ako ay isang "adik" pagdating sa pagliliban ng mga klase. Masama 'yon, alam ko. E ganoon talaga.


Nakakapanibago magtayp(?) sa ating wikang pambansa. Subukan n'yo, parang... basta, iba. Hahahaha. Hindi ko maipaliwanag! Kaya ayaw kong nagkakaroon ng mga klaseng Tagalog ang ginagamit bilang medium of instruction e. Kailangan mong magpasa ng mga papel at sumagot ng mga pagsusulit sa Tagalog. Mahirap 'yun. Pero sa pananaw ko 'yun, siyempre. Kaya 'wag maki-alam. Hahahaha.

Title:	Usual Things on a Usual Day Unusually Caught My Attention
Date:	Thursday, January 11, 2007 — 04:28
Security:	public
Music:	Julian's Christmas CD!
Mood:	disappointed

I miss blogging. Heehee.

Today was depressing for me, but I'm not speaking personally. Well, I sort of am since I consider national issues a part of who I am, and this day was all about my being a Filipino.


On my way home today for UP, at about noon, I took my usual route going home. I commuted alone today, without my usual companions Chuchay, Ate Dee, Helen, or Kuya Grego. It was a Wednesday, and I only went to school for my exam. There were four usual things that negatively caught my attention on my way home.

First, as the jeep was immobile for a moment because of a traffic light, I noticed a man who was peeing on a cemented wall. The worse part is that a urinal (the pink one put up by the MMDA) was less than 10 meters away from him. God, the inconsideration.
Second, at the same stop, a man was walking ordinarily as he stopped, pulled out the gum he was chewing, and stuck it at this post along the sidewalk. Talk about eeew.
Third, as you get to EDSA via Quezon Avenue, as the jeep stops because of another traffic light, a child barely 5 or 6 years old would enter the jeepney, wipe (more like swipe) the passengers' feet (regardless of whether the passenger may or may not be wearing closed shoes) with his/her rag, and ask for money from the passengers. Since nobody gave her (the one this morning) anything, she went down the jeepney, and laid down on the island located at the middle of main roads.
Fourth, as I was going down the stairs of the MRT station, there were two rugged and dirty children sleeping on the platform, and a man in a hurry accidentally kicked one of the children's foot waking the child up and he continued on like nothing happened. So... this is how we treat the children of our country, eh? Like.. doormats?

Besides these everyday happenings that I noticed, my nationalism flared brighter than ever at my Kasaysayan class the previous day. Reading about the propagandists and revolutionists empowered me, a way that it never has in my elementary and high school education of Social Studies or History.

Please, people, have hearts. I'm not saying that the people today are so wicked. The only good thing I saw today was in the MRT, a woman in her thirties stood up to let a pregnant woman sit, even if her stop was about 5 stations away. (I was standing, so I couldn't have offered her my seat. Hahaha.) So yeah. There.