Entries for September, 2007
The CMA Days are over and now it's back to the drawing board--lectures and never -ending discussions inside the four boring walls of the classroom. I wrote something on the activities we had during the event on my Multiply blog. Boohoo!
As usual, during September, we always have the SIMO Month (I forgot what it stands for. My bad!). I was kind of shocked when I learned that we are only allowed one Alternative Class instead of the usual two or three--it depends on the numbers of units your taking. Moreover, the classes I wanted to take were already closed and all the classes left were not my thing. The registration is now online but it doubles the work instead. We have to confirm our registration before paying for it. The years before, you register and pay right away. Alas, no more movie classes. They're not really worthless, not if they (SACSI) know what movies to show and you know what movies to watch. Well, I've got my own DVD player anyway so no tears to shed there.
Anyways, I've got some good news to fellow ADZU students. Henry Segovia (If your from ADZU and you don't know him, you live under a rock or something!) and Al-Zoheir Hajim (Not Alzheimer, okay?!) won against the UP-Manila team in the recent episode (last night actually) of Square-Off of the ABS-CBN News Channel. They will face the ADMU team next. Whoever wins the championship will get to represent the country in an international debate match in Thailand. Cool, right? My friends and I really wanted to watch it on TV but it conflicted with the "BIG Night"--culmination of the CMA Days so we had to stay at school and attend. Hopefully Youtube will have a video of it soon. More about the Debate Championships here.
{ book } 84, Charing Cross Road by Helene Hanff
{ mood } annoyed
Could somebody please KILL me?
I know it's too much to ask. I'm too coward to do it myself.
What a great way to start the day!
There comes a time, mostly instances in a person’s life where the truth hits him hard—when certain facts of life we used to ignore suddenly becomes more real than they were before. These moments of truth move us with fear and power but they usually don’t last long. We soon find ourselves back to our usual view of truth and life—settling back to our very routine and typical life.
The article offers several reasons for “not thinking”. The reasons include distractions, routine activity, goal-centered life, conventional understanding and talk, loss of wonder and anxiety and the hiddenness of the cause of thought. Each of these offer sensible and clear-cut explanations to support our apparent lack of awareness.
In my own opinion, I believe that the most real and meaningful reasons would have to be routine activity and goal-centered life. Most of us live with a goal, a purpose and we go through life the same way every day. And since we go through life the same way for the same purpose, we tend to limit ourselves to that and thus our lives are not only repetitive but narrow as well. Life loses its truth. It becomes common and ordinary. Each moment loses its meaning and becomes nothing but a part of our future goal. I am a student at the moment and my goal is to finish school and earn a degree that will hopefully land me a job with a decent pay. I spend every day doing the same things—a routine, in other words. I really don’t think about the actuality of life and truth. Sometimes, I muse about it but I never really take it seriously as I ought to do. When you think about it, it’s inconvenient to think about death and dying when you’re also trying to focus yourself towards your final goal at the same time. My moment of truth came like a hard blow. My mother died three months after I started college. Right then, death seemed more real to me. But other than the realization of the truth of death, several facts of life hit me as well. Like the idea of moving on despite the pain and the loss. That we are just given a lease on life and that we should make the most out it before we run out of time and regret it.
As the article stated, what is thought-provoking usually hides itself from us and all we can do is wait. Sometimes, it comes like a sweet realization. Sometimes, it knocks you down and hurts you like hell. And so, we must brace ourselves and be ready. It may be happy or sad but this so-called moment of truth is definitely thoroughly enlightening.
{ book } The King of Nothing To Do by Luis Joaquin M. Katigbak
{ mood } crappy
I've been receiving a lot of "fine" for my Philo essays. Only Fr. Moga knows what's the equivalent grade. At least with Fr. Yatco, it's transparent. He writes our oral recitation grades in Latin! Percentum and Nil, weehee...
I'm at Basilan since Friday. I actually cut class for the first time in college. For those who know me, that's a really big deal. I'm a school freak, you see. I didn't attend Quantitative Techniques and Calculus. Good thing, Sir Partosa (Quant. Tech.) doesn't keep tabs on attendance and Sir Alvarez (Calculus) was absent. It was entirely guilt-free.
Five of my friends went to Dakak for the JPIA Summit. I asked my Dad if I could go but he didn't reply so it meant he wasn't having it. He is getting so typical.
Apparently, my dad and step-brother had another row. Oh, well. What else is new? My dad is waiting for Lean (step-bro) to say sorry. The thing is when my dad and I have a row, nothing really happens. When he's mad, I'm mad too. I think he's quite afraid of me. Hehe I'm am a match for my dad when it comes to disagreements which is perfect.
I haven't been posting in quite a while. I've been busy with stuff I don't even know. I'm so useless.
I'm so hating LAW. At least, I know I'll get low in Calculus but Law? It is fu**ing insane. Not that I think I'm really good at it but hell, my test results couldn't have been so bad so as to earn me a lousy 83. Gawd!
My iPod is sick. It doesn't play Sean Kingston. The earphone wires are lolling. I think I'll buy new... earphones. I'm thinking of buying a digicam or a new cellphone this Christmas but I'm such a cheapskate sometimes.
Until next update. I'm thinking of posting past stuff--nostalgic whatevers and stupid recuerdos. I'm still writing it down. Post it when I get the time.
{ music } High School Musical 2 Soundtrack
Just came from the cemetery. My dad took me to visit my mom's grave. It made me realize something. I'm thankful that I have a dad, that I actually got to meet him and have him with me.
Being a parent is hard, that I know. All they can do is try their hardest to be good at parenting. I feel my dad is trying hard. Sometimes, he drives me crazy but we're okay.
{ music } The Great Escape by Boys Like Girls