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Inconsiderate June 30, 2007

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I’m on the service, on my way home. I’m feeling very very drained from a long day of running about the largest University in the country, and grovelling through the tedious classes I had for the day. I’m looking forward to a nice 45-minute nap in the comfy air-conditioned van. My eyes droop to their state of shut-eye, and then lo and behold! An ear-shattering, irritating sound of unknown sources is heard! It was ear-shattering not because of volume, which couldn’t be possible since it really wasn’t that loud, but because of it’s irritating nature.. like when you hear nails scrape a chalkboard, or brakes from a jeepney whose brake pads are inexistent, you get what I mean? Anyway, I look around longing to find who the heck was responsible for that unbelievably annoying sound and smack them on the head for not even noticing that half the people in that van were looking forward to that same nice long nap as I was. (more…)

Ang galing ng CS! June 27, 2007

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Wee! And because suuuuuper duuuuper proud ako sa mga freshies.. (hello freshies if you’re reading this. hehe), I just have to post the WOW achievements of the CS FRESHIES during the Engineering Opening Week 2007:

(copied from Marie Tabugadir’s e-mail to updcomsci07..)

CONGRATULATIONS TO:

CS Freshie Class (class of Anacel Maybituin) - for winning First Place in the Wackiest Photo Contest.

JL (I’m so sorry, I do not know what your whole name is. Peace. :) ) - for winning BEST MALE MODEL during the Modelling Competition

CS Modelling Group (Paula, Anacel, Carl, JL) - for winning BEST MODELLING GROUP!

Block G-14, for winning First Place in the SparkPlug (Quizbee) Competition and for winning as THE BEST BLOCK!!!

Ang galing galing! Plus, not being able to get to my CWTS class today was worth it, the CS Department Orientation was a blast. Let’s keep it up for the rest of the year (and the rest of our CS lives haha)! Eng’g Cup naman!=)

**addendum: g14 tied with g7 for best block. but still. Go CS!

Faces June 23, 2007

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They say we shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. But I think books are just what that saying’s for. People, are a different matter.

On average, the normal person sees about a hundred faces each day. To say that they restrain themselves from judging is a complete lie. I don’t deny this, and I am very glad for my ability to sort of peer into the lives of complete strangers through their faces.

Yesterday I was on the jeepney to Sucat Highway, and as the jeep slowed down by a nearby Mercury Drugstore, a small boy was helping his father (I’m guessing by the looks of it) up the jeep I was in. His father was a very thin man with red blotches all over his body (or the visible parts of it at least). His eyes were red, teary, and bloodshot. His movements were restricted. It was evident that they were poor. They were wearing nothing but shirts that were once white, but were yellow and worn now with lots of holes, pambahay shorts, and shabby slippers. The man handed the small plastic bag he was holding to his son, who took it with great care. The plastic bag, as I could now see, was full of boxes of medicine. I could even read “Solmux” on one of the boxes. Then the man reached, with great pain from what I could see, into his pockets to get some change for the jeepney fare. At first he had five 1-peso coins in his hand. It wasn’t enough, jeepney fare is 7 pesos. He turned out both his pockets, and he had 3 more pesos. He paid the fare, and was left with a single peso. The sight almost tore my heart out. I tried to look away, but I couldn’t help looking at his face. His forehead was worry and pain-ridden, I could tell from the way his eyebrows were clenched. He had a son, which meant that he was buying medicine with money he could be using to feed his family. It was clear that the effects of him being sick was a lot harder to this man than the sickness itself. He took the T-shirt which his son had been holding, and tied it around his head, as if to form a make-shift turban/mask, to protect himself from the pollution of the main road. Then he put his arm around the shoulders of his young son.

His son, on the other hand, had a different aura about him. His facial expression was that of an older person thinking about a lot of things, rather than the expression of young kid who should be carefree and innocent. Seeing this further broke my heart. He had probably been the main support of his father for a long time, and along with that came the responsibility of doing his father’s other duties - providing food perhaps, or other such deeds. If he didn’t, his family would probably starve to death. When they finally yelled for the driver to stop, it took the man a very long and painful time to get off. His son was trying to support the man as best he could, but his small frame could only do so much.

Then I was left there on the jeepney, watching them as long as I could before the jeep went far enough to get them out of sight. They crossed the road, and that was that. Norah Jones was still playing on my mp3 player, suiting the mood. I wished I could have done something, but what? I am helpless myself. And that frustrated me. It frustrated me even more when I see people on the MRT with faces as smug as can be. Nobody should be that smug when others don’t have the luxury of even just putting that expression on their face, even if they don’t really mean it.

Passive June 18, 2007

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Big deal, I moved back here again.

So sue me.

An Actual Update June 10, 2007

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School starts on Tuesday and I haven’t finished my enrollment yet. It was kind of hard considering I was ineligible at first, so had to line up at the admin office to fix that. I got number 358, the person at the front of the line had 231. That took most of my day, and also cost me a slot in the Wednesday morning CWTS. The UP System will always and forever be crappy.

On the even more dreary side of things, I didn’t get a chance to enlist in a Stat 130 class which I badly need. I’m stuck at 13 units now. It’s either I get that Stat class or I get some other GE in it’s place. Boo. Everyone know it’s torture running around on the first day of classes with your unfinished Form 5, begging dear old professors to take you into their class. It’s utter madness. A school CAN’T NOT have enough classes for all their students. Because, see, that’s just plain ridiculous. But then again, what isn’t?

Like so many other summer bums I have come to be hooked on House MD, that arrogant yet loveable Doctor who reminds me so much of someone that it scares me. Anway, it’s gotten me thinking about Medicine again. I know I’ve been down that path before. When I was still a freshman I considered shifting to a pre-med course, but nodded the notion off due to harsh words from my father “Medicine is only for those who are hard-working. Para sa mga masisipag.” It’s not that I believed him, it was just sad that he thought me less. So that was that, I go on with my Computer Science degree, yet now I find it again hard to brush aside that nagging sense that I might do good somewhere else (I mean besides what I’m in right now).

Back to the topic. I’ve been broke this summer, therefore had no moolah to buy DVDs of any series I’ve been wanting to catch up on. So how did I manage to watch almost 3 Complete Seasons of House? TV-LINKS.CO.UK!!!! It’s got almost every single episode of every single show ever! Well not really ALL the shows.. but the good ones. They’ve got episodes from scrubs, charmed, grey’s anatomy… I almost cried when I discovered that link. And to those who’ve known this from way back, how dare you keep this to yourselves?! haha. Kidding. I’m just happy I have some means of whiling the idle time away til the new school year comes. Ack, 3rd year already!

Sigh. How fast time flies. Better go catch it. Buhbye.

Missed Not Caring June 9, 2007

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There’s nothing I love more than the feeling of NOT caring. It’s been a rare pleasure for me lately but I have to admit, it’s a better high than, well, whatever else can make you high.

Now’s the time I get to bash. I haven’t blogged in so long that I don’t know which from the million threads of thought in my head I shall pick to rant on about. Which is actually a thread of thought in itself. I think of so many things these days, things that can bring about an emotional outburst at times, but I fear I’ve run out of those.

And then there are those people who have absolutely nothing complicated to set their minds upon that they dwell on the shallow bothers of everyday living. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t really blame the poor souls. I actually find them really lucky that they have nothing else to worry about except when there’s no more tissue on the roll in the toilet. But then again during the time of my darkest hours a friend told me some quote I never completely believed in before, but now I have no choice but to put my faith in, “What the fire doesn’t consume, it only makes stronger.” But then again, imagine having a diary you’d look back to when you’re 80 and reading stuff like

“I went to the mall today. There was a very interesting looking green bag. I decided to buy it but then I find out it also came in pink. I had to think about it for so long and then finally decided to get the blue. Boy, that really was a tough dilemma. Glad I have my blue bag now. It made my day.”

No offense to whoever out there may really have some similar diary entry. It’s just that I find no meaning in living an uncomplicated life whether you decide to live it in the shadow of the problems or just live it carefree pretending nothing bothers you.

Where’s the sense in waking up everyday facing no challenges at all? And yet, I who have much to face resent the fact that I DO have much to face. I guess it’s really just people wanting what they don’t have.. and condemning those who do have it.

What a complicated world. Let’s all ride a space ship, then live on the moon, jump up and down like crazy people.

>It was all a hoax

Bday Shoutout:

Happy Birthday, Clauds!