It's not like I don't like my subjects though and most of my professors are cool and/or awesome. BUT there are just too many requirements and reading assignments and everyone knows I'm not an industrious pupil. I am just going to die this semester, I know it. However, this is my last (hopefully not though) chance of becoming a college scholar and I'm not going to let it go that easily. Last sem, I missed it by .05 and it's all because of that Soc Sci. I hate profs who guess grades :|
Anywaaaay, I kind of went astray from the topic. I'm excited and nervous about this semester. I'm excited because of the coolness and the awesomeness that my professors will impart and nervous because I might not do well. BUT I WILL. I swear it right now, that I must and I will do well-not just well but EXCELLENT.
I like Humanities II and PI100 the most this semester and mostly because my profs in these subjects are too awesome for words\:D/ Hum is about the Arts and my prof is gaaaah-amaazing. Not only is the subject interesting (at least for me), the prof makes it more interesting. It's like being in a lively conversation with your friend everyday. My jaw hurts from laughing and smiling all through out the 1 and half hour class. He is the reason why it's not such a bummer to be at school at 7:00 in the morning. Dayuuum. My PI100 prof is another awesome funny man. I don't even realize that an hour and a half has passed because he gives you so much information and he does so in a very interesting manner. I seriously don't like history in a class very much, but he makes it so interesting to study. He knows so much about what he teaches and gaaaah-just awesome, ok? :))
I have 2 more DAC (Department of Arts and Communications) subjects which are Communications III and Linguistics 112-both of which scare the crap out of me :| First of all, Comm 3 is about public speaking and I'm a writer (duh, e blog) not a speaker. I have horrible, just horrible stage fright. I stutter and I forget what to say and Tagalog words slip in sometimes. Gaaaah. Half of our grade if not more, comes from the speeches and the interviews :S I am nervous as shit. PLUS, our prof is so strict, she scares me. Although she's really kind and she's trying to make the subject more appealing and I really admire her for knowing so much about the subject matter and successfully imparting a great amount of knowledge onto her students, she still scares me. Now, Ling scares me because we're left to our own to study. She doesn't teach soo, yeah. And I'm not the studying type so the fear is lurking around me.
My last subject that will affect my GWA is STS. It's a science subject concerned with new science and technology. I hate it because the prof is boring shit. She doesn't teach, she just reads the slides. Plus, she failed one of my friends who totally didn't deserve to fail. Yes, I have my biases already. The only good thing about this son of gun boring Wednesday class is that I have an attractive classmate who I can stare at while the prof blabs on about something I can self study on our reference which she, by the way, WROTE. It's the first time in UP that I have an attractive classmate. At least I can ogle at someone now. :"> :))
Speaking of ogling and the like, I have read something recently and it's been viral for a while now. It's an article by a UP student and it was published at Philippine Collegian and it made me so giddy and I could relate to it all the way, I don't even know why. This has kilig vibes written all over it, so ENJOY :>
Paano ka ba magiging akin?
(Unang nalimbag ang akdang ito sa isyu 16 ng Philippine Collegian noong 15 Nobyembre 2011.)
ni Ninalyn Uy
Isa lang naman ang pamantayan ko sa paghahanap ng karelasyon: ikaw.
Pero siyempre bola lang ‘yun. Gusto ko lang kunin ang atensyon mo, dahil hindi ko alam kung magkikita pa tayo ngayong semestre. Nababaliw na nga ako sa kaiisip kung ano ang kahahantungan ng “love story” natin.
Malas mo dahil mahilig akong magbasa ng Tagalog pocket books at manood ng mga Asianovela. Mula sa mga tauhang sinubaybayan ko, alam kong kapag nakuha ng isang babaeng hindi nagsusuklay at hindi naliligo pero kaiba at mukhang madiskarte ang atensyon ng isang lalaki, posibleng maging sila.
Kung bakit mo ba kasi pinipitik ang mga daliri mo sa harap ng mukha ko sa tuwing nagkakasalubong tayo. Lagi mo pa akong kinakalabit, at kahit na sitahin pa kita ng pinakamalulutong na mura, ngumingiti ka lang at tahimik na tumatawa. Tapos bigla kang magsisimula ng mga usapang may kinalaman sa akin—kung saan ako nag-hayskul, ano ang binabasa kong libro, kung masaya ba ako.
Buwisit na buwisit ako sa klase natin last sem, pero isa ka sa mga dahilan kung bakit hindi ako nag-drop. Kahit na naririnig kitang tumatawa mag-isa sa tuwing napapahiya ako sa recitation, at kahit panay ang turo mo sa akin tuwing nagtatawag si Prof ng volunteer, okay lang sa’kin.
Kasalanan mo kung bakit bigla kong pinag-isipan nang mabuti kung ano ang ilalagay kong profile picture sa Facebook. Kasalanan mo kung bakit napadalaw ako sa ukay-ukay nang mag-isa para lang, oo, mag-shopping. Nabasa ko kasi ang payong ito sa Internet: If someone’s flirting with you, please cooperate. Oo, walang biro. Pati mga payo sa internet, pinatulan ko na.
Hinanap rin kita sa Internet, akala mo. Nagbasa ako ng mga blog entry kung saan binabanggit ang pangalan mo; inalam ko kung sinu-sino ang common friends natin na posibleng magpalalim sa kung ano mang meron tayo. Pinagtanong kita sa mga kaibigan mo at lahat sila, nagkakasundong mabait ka nga.
Urong-sulong ka rin kasi. Hindi ka masyado assertive sa pakay mo sa’kin, kung mayroon man. Sa dami ng mga pagkakataong nag-usap tayo, hindi mo hiningi ang number ko kahit kailan. Hindi naman ako madamot sa “oo.” Hinihintay ko lang na gumawa ka ng first move. Nang tinawag mo ako noong huling araw ng klase natin para sabay tayong maglakad, nag-usap lang tayo’t naghiwalay na parang talent ni Kim Chiu sa pag-arte: wala lang.
Siguro nga wala naman talaga ako sa‘yo bukod sa isang kaklase. O marahil naghahanap ka lang ng Ate. Siguro kapag nagkita tayo ulit, tatango ka lang at bahagyang ngingiti pero hindi ka lalapit para makipag-usap. Kaiba ka rin kasi. Hindi ko rin alam kung bakit pero sa‘yo lang talaga ako natutuyuan ng laway at napapangungunahan ng duda at kaba. Siguro kasi sa lahat ng nagustuhan kong lalaki, ikaw lang ang hindi celebrity.
Sakaling makilala mo ang sarili mo sa akdang ito, alam mo naman kung saan ako maaaring puntahan o kausapin. At huwag kang mag-alala—hindi pa rin ako madamot sa “oo.” Aanhin ko naman ‘yun. ●
Isn't it sooo beautiful? :') Anywaaaay, I have to hit the sack. Let's spread the awesomeness this second semester. :D That sounded so geeky and nerdy and spongebob-y that I have to hide my face for all eternity. :))
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