Weekends become far more precious
Back in college, weekends feel like an extension of the weekday. It's like an extra day to rehearse for a play, attend a required school event or meet with your groupmates to discuss some school-related group work. There's no need to make an effort to 'make the most out of the weekend.'
Apparently, after you graduate, weekends become far more precious. There's actually some effort into celebrating and doing all the other extra things you couldn't do during the weekday. Such sentiment is not only for those who are slaves to the working class, but is shared fondly by law students alike. We lead pretty much predictable - yet ridiculously expensive lives lounging around the Rockwell perimeter. During weekends, if people aren't studying, watching movies or eating and drinking, they're off to some spontaneous trip somewhere. My blockmates have watched 5 out of the 6 movies in Powerplant already. Such a great way to de-stress. Everyone's looking forward to the change of movies soon!
The effort of setting up weekend dinners with my closest friends ends up to be one of those pre-weekend events we all look forward to. Last night, we were all talking about our little brothers and sisters celebrating their own weekend with parties, debuts and their blooming social lives that hardly resembled ours back then. I mean I still get a little uncomfortable to hear my 17-year old sister open up to me about her own issues with boys and life in general. The minute I feel like a teensy bit old, the reality of the next few years of my life mapped out till I turn 26 sinks in and I realize how I still have so much to strive hard for. But it's okay, I've reconciled with that fact already. According to one of my professors in law school during his most inspiring talk about most of the Ateneo Law School graduates, one needs to be a visionary. To look ahead. To be driven and ambitious. To be humble and grateful.
On a different note, I watched 9 Works Theatrical's Rent at RCBC last Friday and I felt too much nostalgia from missing theater, being a part of blueREP and Blue Revue memories. My first play in blueREP was Blue Revue, wherein we did excerpts of different musical theatre productions, one of which is Rent. The Manila run of 9 Works Theatrical's Rent was still pretty enjoyable. I am a huge fan of Jonathan Larson's genius mind and material. It's always great seeing a play or musical and being a part of theater even as part of the audience. I think I will forever be reconciling with my love for the arts and my life as a law student in the next few years or so.
Now it's a Sunday and the weekend is about to end. Most people dislike Sundays for that very reason. But I, on the other hand, feel otherwise. It has always been my favorite day. It's so peaceful and gratifying. I find myself reflecting on what had transpired the week before and somehow find strength and significance to endure the week after. And perhaps the reason for the coincidental Sunday blog entries. So much for wanting to update more... I blame it on Twitter. As for the week ahead, it's a relatively light law school week. And I pray that February, go by so so so quickly.
Apparently, after you graduate, weekends become far more precious. There's actually some effort into celebrating and doing all the other extra things you couldn't do during the weekday. Such sentiment is not only for those who are slaves to the working class, but is shared fondly by law students alike. We lead pretty much predictable - yet ridiculously expensive lives lounging around the Rockwell perimeter. During weekends, if people aren't studying, watching movies or eating and drinking, they're off to some spontaneous trip somewhere. My blockmates have watched 5 out of the 6 movies in Powerplant already. Such a great way to de-stress. Everyone's looking forward to the change of movies soon!
The effort of setting up weekend dinners with my closest friends ends up to be one of those pre-weekend events we all look forward to. Last night, we were all talking about our little brothers and sisters celebrating their own weekend with parties, debuts and their blooming social lives that hardly resembled ours back then. I mean I still get a little uncomfortable to hear my 17-year old sister open up to me about her own issues with boys and life in general. The minute I feel like a teensy bit old, the reality of the next few years of my life mapped out till I turn 26 sinks in and I realize how I still have so much to strive hard for. But it's okay, I've reconciled with that fact already. According to one of my professors in law school during his most inspiring talk about most of the Ateneo Law School graduates, one needs to be a visionary. To look ahead. To be driven and ambitious. To be humble and grateful.
On a different note, I watched 9 Works Theatrical's Rent at RCBC last Friday and I felt too much nostalgia from missing theater, being a part of blueREP and Blue Revue memories. My first play in blueREP was Blue Revue, wherein we did excerpts of different musical theatre productions, one of which is Rent. The Manila run of 9 Works Theatrical's Rent was still pretty enjoyable. I am a huge fan of Jonathan Larson's genius mind and material. It's always great seeing a play or musical and being a part of theater even as part of the audience. I think I will forever be reconciling with my love for the arts and my life as a law student in the next few years or so.
Now it's a Sunday and the weekend is about to end. Most people dislike Sundays for that very reason. But I, on the other hand, feel otherwise. It has always been my favorite day. It's so peaceful and gratifying. I find myself reflecting on what had transpired the week before and somehow find strength and significance to endure the week after. And perhaps the reason for the coincidental Sunday blog entries. So much for wanting to update more... I blame it on Twitter. As for the week ahead, it's a relatively light law school week. And I pray that February, go by so so so quickly.