A week after the sem started, I am experiencing hell week already. We already had a major report earlier, a quiz yesterday, another quiz tomorrow, reading assignments for my PR, technical writing, and statistics class! To top that off, I am once again on the brink of poverty because of the numerous photocopy fees and school supplies I have to buy. Whoa! This is just overwhelming!
I have a six day school week. One class from Monday to Friday and a nine to four class on Saturdays! Talk about week end. I am just taking a break from all the academic toxicity. Well, I guess I better do what I have to do now.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Open Minded?
Its funny how people claim to be open minded and totally be closed regarding certain things. Its so frustrating trying to make people you think would understand accept a situation that already was. Was there any harm done? Maybe there was, maybe there was not. I really don't know now.
You can't explain your side because in the end it would really be pointless. So hard. So heart breaking to think that those who you thought you can confide to would judge you, because of something you did out of tradition. It doesn't matter how hard you cry because deep inside you'd know that that would be the last time you'd do it because what you did is plain unacceptable. Morally wrong? I don't know.
It doesn't matter how many times you try to change the topic because it would still go back to that. You want to delve away from further details once you realize that you are now in the hot seat. You'd want to avoid the topic to escape the pangs of argument altogether but still the discussion continues on until you are out of words, hands up, giving in, admitting you are wrong.
You are once again the culprit, the mastermind of an act you thought was okay. While in the back of your mind you keep on thinking why the hell did you think it would be okay? You should have played safe, never assumed that it would be understood, you should have stood on the side lines as one of the audience not as the star.
Lesson learned.
You can't explain your side because in the end it would really be pointless. So hard. So heart breaking to think that those who you thought you can confide to would judge you, because of something you did out of tradition. It doesn't matter how hard you cry because deep inside you'd know that that would be the last time you'd do it because what you did is plain unacceptable. Morally wrong? I don't know.
It doesn't matter how many times you try to change the topic because it would still go back to that. You want to delve away from further details once you realize that you are now in the hot seat. You'd want to avoid the topic to escape the pangs of argument altogether but still the discussion continues on until you are out of words, hands up, giving in, admitting you are wrong.
You are once again the culprit, the mastermind of an act you thought was okay. While in the back of your mind you keep on thinking why the hell did you think it would be okay? You should have played safe, never assumed that it would be understood, you should have stood on the side lines as one of the audience not as the star.
Lesson learned.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Blogsary
Woohoo! I've been blogging for a year now, though I haven't had any posts for the last month or so, and I think its appropriate to commemorate the day I started blogging.
Looking back, I asked why people blog. Well I think writing is really a great outlet to express your frustrations, anger, anxiety, happiness, excitement and boredom. That is if you CAN express your thoughts through writing.
When I say writing, I mean pen and paper kind of thing. Blogging is different because with it comes the knowledge that anyone in the World Wide Web can have access to your entries no matter how personal they may be (unless you save them as drafts). For me blogging served the same purpose as writing with a twist. Somehow, I was hoping that those people I loathe will come across my entries and feel my wrath. Hahahaha! However, knowing that the people I hate are familiar only with Yahoo! and Friendster, the chances of them reading my entries are nil. Unless I advertise my site on Friendster and Yahoo! Mail.
I don't know why but I have been hot headed these past few days. My poor brother has been the recipient of my frequent outbursts and yelling. Tsk tsk. What's happening to me. This is not PMS as I have had my period last week (unless PMS means POST menstrual syndrome, then yes I have it).
I learned recently that I got a 1.5 on my technical writing class. A 1.5 when it was me helping Yela out through late nights! I submitted a lot of rush articles just so the newsletter would push through. I put captions on the pictures, Yela and I did most of the work, damn it! And now I find out that those who submitted but two articles get a higher grade than me?! Sheesh! No, I am not expecting a 1 but a 1.25 would give justice to the efforts I put. The only comfort I have regarding that subject is the knowledge that she failed the evaluation BIG TIME. I'd be cruel if I say that she should be out of UP but she should. I learned a lot more from the internet than I did during her classes.
I have a certain sense of animosity toward alcohol drinkers especially those I know. My dad's an alcoholic and it hasn't done him any good. I fear that those I know would end up just like him. I mean, can't you talk about trivial stuff without the involvement of alcohol? And if the reason is to add "the feel" to the moment, I think that is a very very lame excuse. Its so ironic how alcohol could have medicinal benefits yet in turn could kill you.
President GMA gave Joseph Estrada presidential pardon. She's so sucking up to the masses. The whole point of EDSA II revolution was flushed down the toilet along with her credibility. I can't believe the Philippines has been under her claws for almost ten years! She should have not been allowed to run for president last 2004. Oh well.
Halloween to all of you. May the spirits be with you.
Looking back, I asked why people blog. Well I think writing is really a great outlet to express your frustrations, anger, anxiety, happiness, excitement and boredom. That is if you CAN express your thoughts through writing.
When I say writing, I mean pen and paper kind of thing. Blogging is different because with it comes the knowledge that anyone in the World Wide Web can have access to your entries no matter how personal they may be (unless you save them as drafts). For me blogging served the same purpose as writing with a twist. Somehow, I was hoping that those people I loathe will come across my entries and feel my wrath. Hahahaha! However, knowing that the people I hate are familiar only with Yahoo! and Friendster, the chances of them reading my entries are nil. Unless I advertise my site on Friendster and Yahoo! Mail.
I don't know why but I have been hot headed these past few days. My poor brother has been the recipient of my frequent outbursts and yelling. Tsk tsk. What's happening to me. This is not PMS as I have had my period last week (unless PMS means POST menstrual syndrome, then yes I have it).
I learned recently that I got a 1.5 on my technical writing class. A 1.5 when it was me helping Yela out through late nights! I submitted a lot of rush articles just so the newsletter would push through. I put captions on the pictures, Yela and I did most of the work, damn it! And now I find out that those who submitted but two articles get a higher grade than me?! Sheesh! No, I am not expecting a 1 but a 1.25 would give justice to the efforts I put. The only comfort I have regarding that subject is the knowledge that she failed the evaluation BIG TIME. I'd be cruel if I say that she should be out of UP but she should. I learned a lot more from the internet than I did during her classes.
I have a certain sense of animosity toward alcohol drinkers especially those I know. My dad's an alcoholic and it hasn't done him any good. I fear that those I know would end up just like him. I mean, can't you talk about trivial stuff without the involvement of alcohol? And if the reason is to add "the feel" to the moment, I think that is a very very lame excuse. Its so ironic how alcohol could have medicinal benefits yet in turn could kill you.
President GMA gave Joseph Estrada presidential pardon. She's so sucking up to the masses. The whole point of EDSA II revolution was flushed down the toilet along with her credibility. I can't believe the Philippines has been under her claws for almost ten years! She should have not been allowed to run for president last 2004. Oh well.
Halloween to all of you. May the spirits be with you.
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