My attempt at interpreting my own poems over at twitter. Continue reading A few words, and even more words
Disclaimer: Despite the title, this post doesn’t get too deep. It uses sarcasm and general observations to make a point. Hence, I won’t argue if someone shows up and says this is a pretty bad argument–of course, only when he comes up with a better one. 😛
I often see this “hugot” expression:
“Are you numb or just dumb? ‘Cause you don’t feel that I f*ckin’ like you!”
And it’s often written and taken as a joke. It’s one of those “been there, done that”, “can relate to that” common train of thought, further spread like wildfire by the handy sharing tools we use today, i.e., social media. But it’s actually a bit problematic and worrisome. Continue reading Critique time!: “Numb or Dumb? I like you!”
If you noticed, this personal (side) blog of mine has been around for a while. A year and two months, to be exact. I know this is kinda late to celebrate its birthday, but a simple, short post like this would do. Right?
Happy (first) birthday, Owl Memoria. People don’t really know you, nor you are a reputable blog with well-written posts on various topics. You’re a mess, but I like you for what you are–because you’re a product of my thoughts and emotions. Something I can own. Something I can look back to. But, you still got a long way to live up to your name. Haha
Okay. So I just wrote a quasi-love letter to my blog, as if it’s personified (although it’s addressed as a thing later on).
I’ve slowed down on blogging, but I do not think I am stopping any time soon. It is still fun to write down my thoughts like this, without really giving a care of what other people may think or say about me or my blog. Haha.
Yep. Blogging like this is basically doing a monologue.
So, thanks to anyone who’s reading my blog regardless if you’ve accidentally clicked a link somewhere else. Oh, special thanks to those who leave comments. You guys are amusing. Haha
- Nothing remarkable happened. Really.
- Well, maybe except I read the whole article on Rizal’s Attitude Towards Friars
January 2, 2015
- Two of my high school BFFs came over to my house, though it was already late in the afternoon. Nonetheless, we’re always happy just being together. We met up because we were preparing for the birthday gift we would give one of our BFF for his 20th birthday on the 3rd of January. We got him a very big greeting card, which was signed by other high school friends as well, thanks to my hard-working midget girl BFF. Guy BFF happened to bring gelatin powder, which we excitedly prepared and cooled to set for the next day. 🙂
- This is just a minor thing, but I’m happy that I got 6 questions on my ask! 🙂 Thanks, anon!
Do you still remember how hopeful my last post was? I do. I painfully do.
The instructor is nice, and I honestly appreciate how she chooses to give us an extra assignment of filling in some of the missing steps in the solution of every problem. But that technique creates a problem in the class full of non-math oriented students. The teacher writes the solutions in shortcuts. We, the students, see them all as a mess, if not just a puzzle.
To be honest, I couldn’t keep up with the lessons, so I just wrote the solutions down on my notebook, looking at them blankly, like a programmed move. There are way too much identities to cram into my tiny head, way too much rules and theorems, and way too much methods to get to an answer.
I decided to learn the lessons again at my own pace when I get home. There are no distractions and I can hear only my thoughts. Math may not love me back, but I love it even though I find Math hard to understand.
Calculus isn’t easy. I’m beginning to see how I really am not suited for Mathematics. It seems like all I could do was college algebra and basic trigonometry. But I always appreciate it when some of my friends approach me and I could help them solve the problems, such as those provided in the problem set. Even though I find Calculus difficult, I sometimes manage to clear my thoughts when I needed silence and concentration. I also appreciate the efforts of my classmates in correcting me and in searching for the right solutions with me. It’s a solid proof that we are not blindly relying on each other, and that we are trying our best in learning how to deal with the problems.
Somehow I still have turned this post into something hopeful. 🙂
I have to face the reality of university life once again.
|Disclaimer: photo not mine|
Note to self: Say hello to a brand new semester~ Say hello to upcoming busy weeks and filled schedules~ Say hello to new people you’ll meet along the way~ Say hello to sleepless nights~ Say hello to Do-Or-Die exams~ Say hello to printing expenses~
However, this year is going to be a tough year for me. I will be lodging anywhere near the campus anymore. Starting tomorrow, I have to commute to school every day. According to Google Maps, it’s 22.8 km away from the point where I ride the public utility vehicle. That’s about one hour of one-way travel.
It’s not that I am not experienced in commuting to a far school. In fact, I already did that in high school, but it wasn’t as tiresome as it is now in college. The physical and mental fatigue really gets me now.
Moreover, I will really miss my housemates, our night talks, random activities, procrastination, and everyday meal plans. I really enjoyed my stay in the campus, thanks to them.
This post sounds so sad, but I have to keep my head up from now on.