Monday, June 30, 2008

I just had to :P






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Friday, June 27, 2008

Hello, let's be strangers

I don't know what was it about yesterday that left me all out of sorts, but at last night's acquaintance party, I didn't feel like making any acquaintances. I sat sullenly in my chair and crossed my arms and didn't bother to talk to anyone. At all.

I left feeling glad that it was over at last, though I felt a pang of guilt that I was rather cold to my friends. I guess I have to be extra cheery next week to make up for it.

It's rather strange though. Yesterday was an extremely good day-- I had lunch with Shai, Joanne and Muriel at Shakey's; wandered around Katipunan with Muriel after Shai and Joanne left; said hi to Steph, Kay and Jeric (their friend) at Starbucks; then went to Muriel's house to play Wii, watch tv and nap (a very spontaneous plan, that). I felt good! But apparently it didn't last long enough to put me in my best friendly condition.

Guess I was just tired and cranky. Oh well.

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In other things.

It seems that all the good guys are either gay, taken, fictional or just weird.

They say there are a lot of fish in the ocean. In my part of the water, there are no fish, just lots and lots of duds with fins.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

That lovin' feeling

Today was a bad day. Math totally sucked (earbleed :|), and my Creative Writing class, while exciting to attend, does not move me in the way Sir Andie does with his antics. GAH, I miss the AA HUMOR!!! I mean, everyone in CW is so totally into writing that the humor they buy is something we call "wit". Unfortunately, I'm not buying it. I don't care about "the stainless sorrow of emptiness" and other whatever things that string along with it. Sometime in the middle of those ninety minutes, I can hear my gutless soul screaming for Shai and Zarah and Melinda and Jen and the good old days when we'd just hang around and CHILL. And laugh for no goddamn reason at all.

I ate lunch with Justine today, and talked and talked and talked. Then we said goodbye. We bussed cheeks. Beso. I don't think I've done that with anyone in UP, not even with Milcah (I'm ready to bet it's because she doesn't think it's hygienic. :| But that's a topic for another day).

If UP had a vendo machine for hugs, I'd go straight up to it, select the AA kind and pour all my loose change into it.

Because for the past weeks, my quota for feel-good hugs has been nil.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Snippets nonchalant

It's been one long week and I can't believe that it's only been about nine days of seeing blockmates, professors and sore feet. There are interesting things that happened over the week; I'm quite apologetic that I couldn't write them down sooner-- between dinner and arriving home, there's the huge likelihood that I fall asleep or forget this thing completely. Too bad, it wouldv'e been amusing to describe these things in greater detail.

Tuesday, OUR 1:00-2:00pm

Sometimes you think you're the end-all-and-be-all of some things. Like the UPCAT, for example. So I was really surprised to see long lines at the Registrar's: turns out that it was the second to the last day for submitting the application form. Jamie, a classmate from Math, was getting her id and so I, having nothing better to do, went with her. I sat near the fan while she sat in the id queue. Incidentally there were other people near my area, most likely getting registered or something. A mom sat to my right; she was waiting for her son to finish: he was one of those tall, mestiso types who obviously like sports and who's probably rich enough to enroll in an elite all-boys' school and go to the US every summer. I didn't know him, therefore I had no opinion of him, except that he was being incredibly whiny about something that was not getting done. He kept going back and forth between the chairs and the window with a scowl on his face. His mom, on the other hand, who was coaching-nagging-talking-not being helpful to her son, was calling out his name for all heaven to hear. His name was Mark.

Anyway, he was given the Bracket B certification form a little while later. So he went to his mom.

Mark: Mom, do you have a pen?

Mom: *looks into bag* Ay wala. I changed bags.

Mark: Shoot. No wait, I got it. *rummages in own bag* Crap. I don't have a pen.

And so they tittered for a while on what they were going to do. I was sitting a foot away to the left, and through sheer inspiration, I opened my pencil case and sedately said, "Would you like a pen?"

The mom was nice enough to thank me at least, and so I opened my Socio 10 reading while waiting for them to finish with it. With the form accomplished, the mom returned my pen to me with her thanks (but not her son's :|). I continued to read while waiting for Jamie to finish, but I couldn't help hearing the the little drama being played out to my right.

Mom: O Mark, since you're in college na, you should start reading. You know, they give you thick books to read, etc etc...

Mark: Mom, I don't read. I'm a soccer player.

I must've read one sentence fifteen times. What a jock!!! :| I hope he doesn't get into UP, cause he doesn't deserve the slot some poorer bloke could've occupied.

Wednesday, Econ 11 discussion 1:00-2:00pm

It's the only time our block gets together. It's a pity we don't know everyone too well. I think I'd love to be friends with all of them, even with the Makati girls; college makes you realize that people are people, and there's something to be discovered in each of them.

We had group work for that day. Yay! It's roughly the only social interaction you can hope to get in class, since you can usually go through a lecture without even turning to the person beside you. I quite realize that making friends is somewhat of a choice, because reaching out is not exactly the easiest thing to do in the world. It's a small achievement of mine that I've managed to know perhaps 45% of my blockmates by name, and an even bigger achievement to match those names to the right faces.

Another thing that group work makes you realize: that everyone in UP is SMART. Like really. And sometimes they don't even have to look like it.

Guess the UPCAT counts for something then.

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Oh yeah, there was an Oblation Run earlier that day. :)) Yes, they are naked, and yes, they do run/jog and give roses and make the queers screaaaaaam like hell. And most likely all of the rumors you've probably heard about it are true. :))

Thursday (Birthday!)

Twas okay. Although of course it was a little strange "celebrating" it in an environment where virtually everyone is a stranger and most of them won't care if you're turning a year or not. I mean, it's not a piece of information you'd let slip to someone you've just met; otherwise they'll think that you're asking for attention and all.

Friday

Generally today was better than yesterday, because the weird awkward feeling of my supposedly special day had passed. First day of eighteen today! And I spent it catching up with old friends and making new ones. There's Geoff and Gilbert and Iris. So I have guy friends now. Well at least now I know that not all of them have the social capacity of a teaspoon-- I used to think there was something wrong with me because I couldn't carry a proper normal conversation with guys, because usually they vomit out one word and then leave it to fate and silence to direct our conversation. Wala lang pala. :)) Whew.

I rode the wrong jeep going home. Good thing I realized it before I got lost, so I got down at Robinsons, where I decided to get the Econ book I needed. I was able to buy it at the NBS in Q Plaza. The baggage guy was trying to talk to me. Wth. Generally I like chatting with random, friendly strangers, but I wasn't in any mood to do so today. I had been walking for hours on an empty stomach, which made me really cranky. The weight of my bag was cutting the circulation in my left arm, so I guess that was another factor.

Back in AA, I didn't have good days and bad days. I just had school days, which means that all of them were the same to me. In UP, I have good moments and bad moments, and times when I just want to sit somewhere clean; the volatility of my day (and the weather!) astounds me. But it can be quite fun actually.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Saturday, Sunday, Monday

Saturday:

Got a haircut.

Before and after.

<- My hair looks like the creature from the hairy lagoon. I'd tie it up in a ponytail and it STILL would be long. There are times when I like my long hair (like when I can play with it or something), and then there are times when I don't like it (when it gets in the way-- which is all the time unless handled with care :|). So I told mom I'd have it chopped off last Saturday. I didn't care where, as long as it got cut off. I didn't think of the style I wanted until I got there, so I simply said something vaguely about a bob-- a long bob. The hairdresser looked at me like I had two heads or something. Now that I think about it, it was probably a stupid thing to say: a bob is a really short cut, and it simply doesn't work when it's not the proper length. Anyway, with her proper reconciliatory skills, (s)he got it done and I was pretty happy about not having to sweat it out anymore. I just want it short. That's all.

One thing though: I should never ever get it blow-dried and bouncy, unless I want to look like Burton's Willy Wonka. :| :)) My hair looks more human with just a plain shampoo treatment.

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Sunday:

Father's Day. Went to Lolo's for lunch. I missed it, because I slept on the couch for half the afternoon. I spent all morning baking these, which took me three unhappy hours:

Lemon cream cheese cupcakes! They're expensive to make but they're really tasty. :)

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Monday:

We had a teambuilding activity for our block earlier, since we don't have class every Monday.

So for the activity, we were grouped into groups of 4. (We were just 16 freshies, not everyone came.) My groupmates were Carrie, Kendra and Tobie. Our first stop was near the Econ audi where they had strings tied between two pillars like a spiderweb. Parang Stargate, the crude version. :)) So as usual, we had to go through without touching the strings. Tobie went first. After he got through, the activity leader told us we couldn't use the same space as he did. So... it's either we crawl through some other space, jump over (yeah right) or get carried. Unfortunately, we picked the last one, and even more unfortunately, I had to be the next. And before I knew it, nakaakbay na ko kay Carrie at kay Kendra, and they were ready to lift me through. O_O Parang Rexona moment. There was something wrong with the distribution of weight; medyo nasasakal ko na ata si Carrie, but I couldn't let go cause my FEET were already through. And inside my head I'm just going OhnoOhnoOhno. Tobie pulled me through, which was just-- GAH. I can't believe I did that in my sweaty state.

After I was done, they eventually allowed people to repeat the exit spaces. :| So my other teammates didn't have to suffer the indignity of getting lifted and all. Wth. :))

Anyway, I got to know a lot of people from my block. May mga taga-AC (like Carrie and Louie)! Whaddya know. And then I got to talk to the friendly upperclassmen from the UP EcoSoc. They even treated us to The Beach House(!!! :)) ), where we had lunch and just talked and stuff. It was pretty fun actually, even though it was a little outside my comfort zone. It's just too bad that the only time our block gets together is during Math 17 and Econ 11, and even so we're not always all there.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Second day

I have three subjects for today: Econ 11, Math 17 and Econ 11, again.

Econ 11, the lecture at least, is from 8 am to 9. I got to school at about 7:30 am. Hindi pa ko late! Hahahahaha. Well anyway, we filed into the Econ auditorium; we sat in the first row, kasi un ung tip ng upperclassmen pag audi ung venue. The prof was a little late, and the class was even more delayed because there was a virus on the ppt he wanted to open. :)) He was rather old, kinda reminded me of Sir Beni without the random mumbling. :)) Same slowness though. :)) So anyway, his assistants finally got the ppt to work, and we got on with our very first (!) official class. It was an introduction basically, but he numbered it as Lecture 1 as opposed to Lecture 0, because "It is good to start things on a good number, etc etc..." I was feeling really really sleepy midway, when he suddenly turned to his left and said abruptly, "Who is that over there? Is that a person?" And from the podium, he crossed to the righthand dark corner of the stage where there stood... an electric fan!!! He thought it was a guard! Ok, nabuhayan na ko nun. Tawang-tawa na kaming lahat. :)) He laughed at his mistake and went back to the podium after saying a few more things about the fan. :))

He's prof Gerardo Sicat by the way. Well sikat din ata siya (pun not intended), cause my mom was really impressed when she heard it was him. I hope his future classes would be speedier next time, but I don't mind too much; I actually like him a lot, cause he's such a roly-poly old man. :))

I had a two hour break til my next class, so I went with Milcah (who's my blockmate and therefore has nearly the same schedule as me) to the University Registrar to get her id changed. We walked there. Of course it was inevitable since the jeeps were going the opposite direction, but I still disliked the walk. Mukha na kaming yagit pagkatapos. Ba't kasi ang init ng Pilipinas?!?! Anyway, we got there only to find that the Photo Office was still closed. So we sat and waited. Dalawang electric fan ung nakatapat samin, haha. Grabe, kung pwede lang, ok rin un tambayan kasi may electric fan na marami. So there we were, sitting for a good while and just watching people, when I looked to my left and suddenly saw... this guy. Crush ko na siya registration pa lang (hindi kami pareho ng course though). :)) Akalain mo un, sa laki ng UP dun sa OUR ko pa siya nakita. :)) Kaya... wala lang. Nakakaaliw lang na may tinitingnan na tao. :)) Tanungin niyo si Milcah kung anong itsura hahaha!

Thirty minutes later we got up and started walking to the Math building for our next class. Sabi ko, "May alam akong shortcut!", kasi gusto ni Milcah mag-jeep. Sus, jeep ka pa e pwede naman lakarin. So we went back to the main road and turned left, another left and another left. So kumbaga, kung i-drowing niyo yan sa mapa umikot lang kami. :)) Gusto na kong barilin ni Milcah. Well we should've turned right pala. We got to the MB pretty okay, except that we were drenched with sweat and the hour we spent in front of the fan earlier became useless.

So, Math 17. The prof was late 15 minutes, though I don't know if it was because he went to the wrong room. He gave us the syllabus and a few reminders. (We'll be using the book we had in 4th year, ung Leithold; whenever I see that book I'll be reminded of Ms Valente.) He started our first lesson, which was about Sets (and crap, wala akong dalang notebook nun!). Definition of sets, elements, operations, rule and roster method, etc etc. Medyo nakakakaba kasi he'd randomly call out a name from the list and ask you something. And you have to fight down the impulse to stand when reciting, cause he said not to. So we were getting along fine, when he gave us this statement towards the end of the lecture.

True or False: If A is a subset of B, then A intersection B and B are not disjoint sets.

"How many say true? Raise your hands."

Inanalyze ko muna nang onti. Di ba... true? And then he said, "How many say false?" Perry raised his hand. "Why do you say it's false?"

"Because sir, if A is a null set and B is also a null set, then the intersection of A and B will be a null set. Therefore..."

Basta he said something more. He lost me at the elipses. :| And then the people in front started this null-set neepery and everybody was like, what?! WHAAAAT?! Or maybe that was just me. Basta, the intersection of two null sets will produce a set that is equal but also disjointed. Kasi null sets have nothing in them. But if you have nothing in both your sets, then technically you have something common. Which is nothing. So... ba't nga ulit false? False ba ung sagot? O True? (PLEASE kung may nakakaintindi ng kaguluhang ito, sagutin niyo ung tanong. :)) )

Crap. Smarty pants ung Math class ko. Pano ba yan, wala akong gusto sa mga ganyang intellectual discussions. :| Mag-aaral nga ako para makasagot ako nang tama.

Hay grabe. More Math 17 tomorrow. Hooray.

We were late for the Econ 11 discussion class right after. I agreed to take the jeep pa, na umikot nang kahaba-haba. Then is stopped at AS, kasi naghintay pa siya ng pasahero. So wala ring point sumakay ng jeep, kasi hindi rin kami dumaan ng Econ building. As in malayong malayo ung AS sa Econ. :| Nilakad pa namin. Anyway the good thing is, since I surmise that people just barge into class without having to say hello or explain why they're late, we just walked in and took seats. Buti na lang we just had to present our Form 5 to Ms. Iva, who's one of prof Sicat's teaching assistants.

That basically sums up my second day. I fell asleep on the couch the moment I got home.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Mula sa malayong lugar ng Peyups

4:30 am:

Woke up. I lay on my bed for a good while, just staring at the darkness and yawning. My sister was already taking a bath. I couldn't remember the last time I woke up this early.

Pinagbaon pa pala ko ni Ma. :)) So... may bitbit pa kong lunchbox at jug. Hay nako, kulang na lang stroller e. :)) Nilagay ko na lang ung lunchbox ko sa bag ko.

7:15 am:

Arrived in UP. I decided to walk to the theatre since I wasn't in a hurry anyway. It was pretty much a straightforward route, with no loopy-loops or curves. This is a cinch, I thought. Which was my mistake exactly: it was one long FREAKING walk!!! I was walking for fifteen minutes, my body was breaking into little beads of sweat, and all this occurred even before anything significant had happened. There were hordes of people milling around outside the theatre, most of them in little groups of safety. I was on my own social island for a while, trying not to look too pathetic. I eventually saw some AA people, Justine and Ate Inna being the first of them. We were waiting for the registration lines to become a little less congested before sweating it out with the rest of them.

There was a guy in a khaki media jacket holding a videocam. I wasn't thinking much about it until I realized... OMG. Omgomgomg. It was Howie Severino!!! I was a little awed, because he was my absolutiest favorite documentary-maker guy! I wanted to tell him I liked his work but he was a little busy, so I didn't. He may have been documenting the protest against the tuition increase, which means to say that: there was a simultaneous mini-rally happening alongside the registration. And they actually had small megaphones and placards. And they do break out in choruses. All in a day's work for them, I guess.

Amazing. My first taste of student activism(!).

8:10 am:

Got through the registration tables. They gave me a UP Survival Kit cd, plus some brochures and leaflets which I didn't read. I was too busy stuffing everything into my bag. I walked into the surprisingly roomy theatre (aww, miss ko ung Assumpta :( ), where their ethnic ensemble, Kontra Gapi, was playing (awww, ethnic!).

They proceeded with the program, which was quite a formal affair, full of welcoming speeches and clapping and introducing people. I was falling asleep in the middle of one long speech when it finally ended and the UP Concert Chorus walked in to bring us out of our misery. Or was it the UP Pep Squad? Anyway, I can’t remember much of what they said, but it was full of things like, “Congratulations! Out of the 50,000 people who took the UPCAT, you have passed it in order to stand here before us today, as our centennial freshmen, etc etc,” and more ego pumping.

Nagreview din pala kami ng cheer, haha, at which we spectacularly failed at. Mas malakas pa ata ung bangaw sa labas. At least nakikipalakpak ako hahahaha. At dahil bibo kasi an aming pep squad, they performed a routine for us! Only the effect was rather spoiled by the fact that as soon as the pep squad cleared the stage to start, the student rally swiftly moved onto the stage with these huge “I-rollback ang tuition!” banners that completely obscured the poor pep squad from our view. Medyo nakakainis but oh well. Freedom of expression to the next level na.

12-ish:

So finally the university welcome ended. Our block handlers were supposed to meet us outside in order to lead us to wherever we were supposed to go after. Unfortunately they didn’t have their signboards on hand, which left a lot of us confused. We huddled around like bleating sheep to the side of the theatre, near the under-construction bell tower. The scary part was, there was an occasional piece of scaffolding that fell from way up, and damn, it COULD have hit somebody. The guard made us change our area after that and line up somewhere safer, at which point our block handlers now had their bloody signboards on hand and were organizing us into lines.

They led us into an SE room. Yay aircon. Naglaro kami ng Super Manok, ang paboritong laro ng estudyanteng UP (or so they say). Anyway, pinakain din nila kami eventually ng Jollibee burger steak, at tinour kami sa building namin. I’m happy to say that the bathrooms look clean and civilized, hahahaha!

1:30 pm:

School of Econ orientation: the student council, the orgs, miscellaneous things… One Econ singing group performed Seasons of Love; it was a whiff of nostalgia that only carries one thing with it: the spirit of IV-3. How do you measure, measure a year?

Pinagmeryenda kami ng Greenwich pizza. Sosy. Hahahaha. And they forced us to play games. I say forced kasi lalapit na lang sila sayo, tas papapuntahin ka sa stage. :| Ngyur. For this one game, they got five guys and one girl, tapos sabi sa guys (kasi kumakain sila ng pizza nun), “Gamit ng pizza niyo, makipag-flirt kayo kay Marga. O contestant number one, go!” (This is a Greenwich-related game, kasi sponsor nila un.)

Guy 1: Pano ba makipag-flirt sa pizza?

Eyng. =)) Di nakikinig e. Basta kahit papano, nakaraos din sila dun hahaha. Sobrang nakakatawa lang.

5:00 pm:

Akalain mong natapos kami ng 5. Grabeeeee. Ang hirap makakuha ng sasakyan na jeep!!! Uwian hour na kasi, kaya agawan talaga. Whenever an empty jeep would roll by, people would just swarm on it like ants—you know, the vicious kind that can usually bring down small animals. So kaming apat ni Milcah, Misha saka ni Nicole, di makakuha ng jeep. We were like timid rabbits that hopped forward and flopped back. Sa tagal namin dun, sumakay na lang kami ng kahit ano, basta dadaan sa Robinsons. Kaya ayun, nakauwi na rin ako.

It was a good first day, I think, but I couldn't help thinking of my friends (and how I miss them so much), and what they were doing at that moment. There were times during the day that I wished I could live my four college years over and over again, except that I'd go to a different university every time and get all the chances I want to take in life. It was exciting that was in a way rather sad, because to accomodate the new, you have to push aside the old.

There's a new hymn I'll be singing soon, one slower than the one I've been accustomed to. But for now I'll keep the old school song in my heart, exactly the place where all my good memories go.