0118: Hair-Straightening Promos and the Like
You know, I have no idea what the new "Panunumpa sa Watawat" is. Zero. Zilch.
My ignorance of this was highlighted during the College of Medicine Flag Ceremony two days ago. Luckily, there were copies of it given to us. Still...
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The Oblation statue here in UP Manila seems to be tilted. I'm wondering if the tilt is intentional or maybe we have our own manifestation of what's happening with the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
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We used our knowledge of First Aid from Health to lift people during NSTP! ;)
"Hey, hey, are you ok?"
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I have to read this Filipino short story for Kom 1. As of now, I've read it three times and all I understand is that there's a carabao in it. And the carabao's name is Paparo.
Forget my scientific calculator being my best friend, I've just exchanged it for the UP Diksyonaryong Filipino.
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I'm starting to understand why Monch copied everything the teacher (and everyone else) said during 1st and 2nd year.
Sometimes copying what my teachers and uber-intelligent classmates say keeps me more focused on the lesson. This applies to everything but Math 17 since everything my teacher says is found in the book.
Not to mention the things that come out of their mouths are hilarious sometimes.
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I've found the perfect role model for me here in UP Manila, and he's also in the Intarmed program. He's super-intelligent and well... ok, he's brilliant. Period.
Having Inzo-sama as my role model in Pisay played a big hand in my getting high honors. Let's see if it still works in this whole new environment, this business of having role models.
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Apparently there are people who don't like Intarmed Batch 2013 (which is my batch).
Ah well. The fact that they're feeling such an emotion towards us, rather, wasting such an emotion on us when it could be channeled in a more positive manner...
It's their choice. I know it's been my choice to be mad at certain people in my life.
I just don't like it when other people from my batch get hurt.
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I was walking down Pedro Gil with Dingdong and Joan when this lady gave me this flyer:
Oh yes. I really need one of these. I mean, my hair may not be as healthy as I'd wish it to be, but it's definitely 100% straight.
*tonk*
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Why do I always get paired with people who are happily taken/aren't looking/have questionable genders?
And no, I don't have a crush on the guys I hang out with a lot.
While there are a lot of brilliant guys (actually, all of them are brilliant in their own infuriatingly brilliant ways) here in UP Manila - Intarmed...
My silly heart can't forget a guy in Diliman.
Chikuso. I know it's wrong, but I still can't stop thinking about him. I can't stop dreaming of him. I can't stop caring about him.
I...
*I'm almost willing to spill the beans about who he is just for information about him nowadays. Maybe if I hear about him again and his many antics that just serve to highlight all his imperfections I'll stop feeling this.
Or maybe I'll be able to force myself to stop, at least.
[Note on *: This only works if I know you actually see him every day or even twice a week.]
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And before I forget, happy birthday Pauline-san ;)
My ignorance of this was highlighted during the College of Medicine Flag Ceremony two days ago. Luckily, there were copies of it given to us. Still...
***
The Oblation statue here in UP Manila seems to be tilted. I'm wondering if the tilt is intentional or maybe we have our own manifestation of what's happening with the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
***
We used our knowledge of First Aid from Health to lift people during NSTP! ;)
"Hey, hey, are you ok?"
***
I have to read this Filipino short story for Kom 1. As of now, I've read it three times and all I understand is that there's a carabao in it. And the carabao's name is Paparo.
Forget my scientific calculator being my best friend, I've just exchanged it for the UP Diksyonaryong Filipino.
***
I'm starting to understand why Monch copied everything the teacher (and everyone else) said during 1st and 2nd year.
Sometimes copying what my teachers and uber-intelligent classmates say keeps me more focused on the lesson. This applies to everything but Math 17 since everything my teacher says is found in the book.
Not to mention the things that come out of their mouths are hilarious sometimes.
***
I've found the perfect role model for me here in UP Manila, and he's also in the Intarmed program. He's super-intelligent and well... ok, he's brilliant. Period.
Having Inzo-sama as my role model in Pisay played a big hand in my getting high honors. Let's see if it still works in this whole new environment, this business of having role models.
***
Apparently there are people who don't like Intarmed Batch 2013 (which is my batch).
Ah well. The fact that they're feeling such an emotion towards us, rather, wasting such an emotion on us when it could be channeled in a more positive manner...
It's their choice. I know it's been my choice to be mad at certain people in my life.
I just don't like it when other people from my batch get hurt.
***
I was walking down Pedro Gil with Dingdong and Joan when this lady gave me this flyer:
Oh yes. I really need one of these. I mean, my hair may not be as healthy as I'd wish it to be, but it's definitely 100% straight.
*tonk*
***
Why do I always get paired with people who are happily taken/aren't looking/have questionable genders?
And no, I don't have a crush on the guys I hang out with a lot.
While there are a lot of brilliant guys (actually, all of them are brilliant in their own infuriatingly brilliant ways) here in UP Manila - Intarmed...
My silly heart can't forget a guy in Diliman.
Chikuso. I know it's wrong, but I still can't stop thinking about him. I can't stop dreaming of him. I can't stop caring about him.
I...
*I'm almost willing to spill the beans about who he is just for information about him nowadays. Maybe if I hear about him again and his many antics that just serve to highlight all his imperfections I'll stop feeling this.
Or maybe I'll be able to force myself to stop, at least.
[Note on *: This only works if I know you actually see him every day or even twice a week.]
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And before I forget, happy birthday Pauline-san ;)