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Posted: September 7, 2011 in Real life stories

Death is part of human life. “Immortality” is somewhat impossible (based on current knowledge). We can only prolong life but eventually, it will still have an end. Knowing about this thing called “death” people have developed the way of thinking of what they want to achieve before they die.

Frankly speaking, I fear death. I want to do several things before my life end but, sadly speaking, it seems my lifetime would not be enough to achieve them all.

First of all I want to graduate in the University in the Philippines before I die. Ever since I was a child I really don’t want to go to school. As I grew up, I realized that it really helped a lot in me. You may ask me of all schools why UP Diliman? The answer is something personal but lets just put it this way, there is a close friend of mine who really wants to study at UP Diliman but could not achieve it. I’ll be the one to pursue her goals in behalf of her.

I want to leave a mark and contribute to the current or future knowledge about mathematics. Math is everything to me. It is my only pride as of know (I would fail a course without math) that’s why before I leave this world I want to somehow find a way to ease everyone in the field of math and to make all people to love it.

I have this sort of theory about the human brain that I want to know if it is true before I die. I dreamed about this one about 3 months ago. It came to me a possibility that the human brain contains all the knowledge in the whole universe but only few of them are active. It is maybe related to the number of folds of a brain. I think that this folds just acts like “limiters” that prohibits us to gain the knowledge of everything. This is just a theory so I won’t expand it any longer.

Moving over, I want to have a family and a house I can call my own. I don’t want to be feel lonely that to think that nobody cares about me before I die and I want someone to take care of all the things that I will leave here on earth. I want to carry the my last name ( I want to have a son) so that our family name would not end at time.

I really want to travel around the world. I want to see it in all possible views that man can ever see it. I want to go there personally for a change. I wish I can see all those places from books in real life. I want to learn more about people. I want to learn how they live. I want to tell them the tales of our land. I want to leave a mark in this world so that I can continue living in peoples’ minds.

Those are just few of the things I want to do before I die. I can’t post them all here because the space won’t be enough. There are about thousands or even millions more. These are just my priorities as of now. I wish I can experience everything in life but I know in reality that I can’t.

 

Vargas Museum is located within the University of the Philippines Diliman campus (I think it was beside the College of Arts and Letters). In front of the museum is a muddy trail (since it rained that day) where one can see some brilliant art pieces  nailed on the ground (I don’t think that “nailed” is the word that can best describe it. I just can’t think of the right term.). There is also a decent museum cafe located beside it (I looked at the pastries and they all look delicious. I wish I can have one *RFOL* 🙂 ). For a small fee of P20.00, one can roam inside the museum to find some magnificent artworks by well known people.

Since it was Dr. Jose Rizal’s 150th birthday, the whole first floor was all about him (actually it was about his statues and monument). The first one I saw explains clearly everything about the Rizal Monument located at Luneta park (well I can’t really remember anything about it but I wrote my own description of it on my notebook. Sad to say but that notebook is lost).

The second floor contains various paintings and artworks. Indeed that there are a lot of paintings made by Fernando Amorsolo but the one that captured my attention among all of his works was the “Tupada”. It was about cock fighting between a red cock and a white cock where the red one appears to be more agile and stronger than the white one (it reminded me of my father who was addicted to” sabong” but I’m happy that he stopped it 🙂 .). There was one art piece that really bothered me, “The Saliva of an Ifugao as an Artist”. The whole thing was a modern comfort room with a wooden stick drilled to the light green tiles and another one coming out of the wooden ceiling (talk about weird). The best part of it was the wall. There was a dried brown saliva on it (*YUCK*)! Modern art was indeed something that no one can understand what the artist is trying to say (or maybe there is no meaning).

I don’t get to roam at the third floor because I was amazed by the beautiful, creative and artistic works on the second floor. I’ll try to go there one of these days when I’m not busy just to answer my curiosity.

NOTE: Sorry that my blog post was late. I got trouble yesterday with the internet access. First I thought that it was only our internet but when I looked around the computer shops, none of them got internet access. It was said that there was a trouble on the lines and luckily it was fixed by 4:30am today. 🙂

What the …….. ?!

Posted: July 2, 2011 in Real life stories

This week was so tiring and some the events happened really pissed me of. It’s not like it was a bad week (there were some very nice and fun events that happened) but most of the things that happened made me say WHAT THE …. ?!

Let me tell you some of them:

MONDAY: The first meeting for our PE class (PE 2 Chess). After some boring discussions with the professor, he then said some of our requirements. A chess board (of course), attendance, the chess pieces and a PE uniform. Wait a minute. A PE UNIFORM? (*Woah*) I’m enrolled in a board game class (no physical activities and just only pure thinking abilities) and yet we need a PE uniform? What would that be for? I chose chess as my PE to lessen some expenses like that uniform (PE uniform cost something). But I got no other options but to buy one (*wew* bye-bye some of my allowance).

TUESDAY: All students were released by 1pm in the afternoon. The classes were cut off. Everyone was very happy about it (I think). What the….?! Why is it Tuesday? Of all the days, Why Tuesday? My classes during Tuesday ends at 1pm. Very nice. I didn’t enjoyed the cut off of classes because it was literally my dismissal. And the worst of all, EVERYBODY was waiting for a jeepney for a ride home. Yeah, it took me about 30mins of waiting for a jeepney. (Lots of time wasted)

WEDNESDAY: Our DG was scheduled today. DG stands for discussion group (a somewhat quiz in chem16). We were waiting for our classes outside the room until I saw Miko pass by. I asked her if the DG was easy, she said it was very easy. She went back inside the room then come out again. She said (this time) that she was just bluffing. I thought she was just scaring me so I didn’t review anymore for it. And here comes the DG, Its #@*$%@# hard. I just got a 36 out of 50 (still lucky to pass it). I’m really pissed of myself because I should have just believe her. (I learned my lesson now 🙂 ) And another assignment was given to us. It was the prelab for experiment 1. Due on Thursday. What the …? tomorrow is THURSDAY! I got no choice but to stay up late to finish it.

THURSDAY: Passing of the prelab (gladly I finished it last night). I was going to the building where the bookshelf is located but the lady guard didn’t allow me to pass through. I showed her my ID but she said to wear it properly. Hey! How am I suppose to wear this, I got no lanyard. What the….? So I am required to buy or produce any kind of lanyard? I will just pass my prelab so i beg her but she said no. I don’t know what to do. I just got 40 pesos at my wallet that time. I can’t buy one and it is the deadline for the prelab. (talk about a bad luck 😦 ) Luckily, my old classmate Cj Calanoga came across and lend me her lanyard. (DAMN you guard *hahaha*)

FRIDAY: It rained in the morning so there were mud on the road where I walk to reach the jeepney terminal. At first, I slipped and got my clothes dirty so I had to go home and change. My shoes were full of mud also (I have just finished washing it today). I almost forgot about the Philosophy class that day (I really hate that Philosophy class the professor’s voice is really soft that I can’t hardly hear it. Not to mention that the lesson was just repeating). I became sleepy because of boredom (BOREDOM SUCKS! >:D ). Usually I close my eyes and when I open it after a while the time would pass by 30mins-1hr but it was hell different during Philosophy time. I closed my eyes by 9am and when I open it, It was still 9am (does time go slow when I was in Philosophy class? I wish it would be on Math17 time instead 😦 ). What the…?!

The week was rough and I’m glad it is now weekend. If you think that I hated this week so much, your wrong. I didn’t hated it so much but I just hated it. I loved some part of the week. Like I now had someone to go home with during Tuesdays and Thursdays (Thanks guard for the strictness now I can talk again with my old classmate 😛 ). I also got a new friend I can trust (Thanks DG for it 🙂 ). I get to meet some old friends at Katipunan (Thanks to those people who rushed to Philcoa jeepneys so I had to take the Katipunan route last Tuesday). I get to eat some nice food at SC (Thanks PE prof for requiring me to buy the PE uniform). We were dismissed early in Philosophy class (Thanks prof, I think your also bored hahaha 😀 ). And most of all, I noticed that some girls are cuter when they are mad (I saw 3 of them this week but I’m not planning to piss some girls just to see it 😛 ).

Hope you like my story for the week 🙂

Let me end this with a very nice quote:

A girl is like a barbie doll,

A barbie doll that is being played,

It can also be lent to others,

And that is just left when you are finished playing with it.

BUT ALWAYS REMEMBER…….

REAL GUYS don’t play Barbie dolls 🙂

UP Diliman is such a great school. I’m proud of myself for passing the UPCAT. It’s a mix of emotions when I got the results for I am happy because I passed and yet a bit sad for my close friends who did not made it. Come to think, I’m the only one who passed among my high school “barkada”. College life, indeed, would be more difficult than my high school life would be but thinking about the bright side, everyone is back to zero. If you got a bad reputation/attitude in high school, why not try to undo all that impressions and errors for a better life. Indeed a new start of a new life

After about 1 day of orientation and 5 days of formal classes this are some of my not so normal experiences based on my classes:

  • MATH17: My favorite subject of all times (obviously).  I was talking with my seatmate when a guy wearing t-shirt and pants went inside the classroom and seems like looking for a seat. I want to make new friends so I take a look around for a vacant seats but there are none left. Then that guy suddenly introduced himself. I was surprised. HE IS OUR PROFESSOR in MATH17. I thought he is one of the freshmen. (*RFOL*)
  • PHILO1: From the subject name it seems interesting and exciting. I kept saying to myself “at last a subject focusing on critical thinking”. On the first day everything turned out to be SO MUCH BORING. But one the next meeting, we were asked what is the meaning of “MEANING”. I searched the dictionary but nothing seems to be appropriate to give its meaning. It really attracted my attention even though the professor speaks softly. it was like he was talking to me one on one. I will have no regrets taking up this subject.
  • CHEM16 (LECTURE): The hall was big and air conditioned makes me want to sleep throughout the period. I didn’t pay up so much attention in the topics discussed because I was busy looking at the pictures and some other things in the hall.
  • CHEM16 (LAB): The classroom was located too far and it was 12:30 in the afternoon. It’s FREAKING hot. “Para tayong bagong ligo” said to me by a blockmate. Another fresh graduate professor was assigned to my class (I wonder how many new graduate profs are there). He seems friendly. It was like we are being taught by an older friend and not a professor. The PRELAB paper was another problem. Didn’t know what it looks like because I lost my copy. I ended up finishing it at school.
  •  GEOG1: The class was fun. We were asked to introduce ourselves together with our daily allowance and something unique about us. If the trait exists, you have to dance or sing in front of the class. There is one thing I’m sure of about this class, “I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS“.
  • ENG1: The first part of the diagnostic test as seen from my point of view was HELL. I got only 5 out of 15. I bet my previous english teachers would be ashamed of me if they discovered it (*LMAO*). A nice subject and is located at the 4th FLOOR of AS near the corner of the HALL. Another burn your calories subject.
My classmates:
They are all nice. I’m already friends with some and looking forward to be friends with everyone. There are 3 classmates that already caught my attention. One is a familiar face that I had fought in MTAP NCR TEAM FINALS contest. Another one was my classmate in every subject that I have. And the last one is a girl that I can’t explain why I can’t forget her face and her presence but I feel refreshed and glad whenever I see her. I wonder why. I wish it is always TUESDAY/THURSDAY. 😛
I already had this fun for just only 6 days? I can’t wait for more. I just can’t get enough. I can’t wait this upcoming Saturday (this time that would be a secret :P).

A BLOG?!

Posted: June 23, 2011 in Real life stories

(I don’t know what title to give this post or where to start, so I decided to begin with the expression in my head when our professor told us the requirements for English1.)

Where to start? think, think, think. First of all, i don’t know what a BLOG is (NO IDEA how to make one but got no choice because it was a requirement for passing English 1). This would be my FIRST ever blog to produce. Don’t expectmuch because I really suck at things like this (*sigh*). Let’s get started.

Recently, most shows on TV talk about “BLOGS, BLOGS, BLOGS ..” (sounds like heavy objects falling from the sky BLOG!!). I did some research before making one and I was overwhelmed by the about with amount of possible resources that I can use (try searching in google the word “blog”) . Got some saying they earned money just because of blogs. I wonder how does that happen (I really need some right now. *super laugh*).RESEARCH, RESEARCH, RESEARCH.Man that was tiring! Finally found a pretty nice blog to make as a reference! I’m looking forward for some fun doing this thing and to learn more about this BLOG thing is.

Why did I wrote a blog (an interesting question to answer):

  • I was forced to do so. But I’m not mad about it because I treat this as a strategy of our professor.
  • I want to try something new. Most of everything I know about the internet are games and games and of course games.
  • I want to be in the trend. Most of my friends has their own blogs and I don’t want to be outdated

This is really hard especially when you are like me, a student not so blessed with the English language. I’m better off working with numbers (I was called a “MATH FREAK” by my high school classmates). I hope to develop my way of expressing things here and my skills in the ENGLISH LANGUAGE with the help of my friends and my professor.

(took me about 2 hours just to write this thing *sigh*) 🙂