Saturday, February 26, 2005
smokin'
french class. we took photos for our roman photo. Mon was super funny with his antics and overacting. he kept the whole class laughing. it was really fun. acting and posing. at first, we thought he was absent. seeing how he emoted, we joked that he had was late for class because he had been rehearsing. ^o^ karyn and tita cora took the pics. karyn's camera is so cool!! an slr digicam. wow! she took classes in the states. seeing her capture shots made me want to take up photography ^-^ margaret, maek, karyn, and i made the skit in class last session. it was about a new student and how the class snubs him and he gets mad and takes revenge by locking the class out of the classroom and throwing away their cahiers d'exercises. then when the teacher gets mad because no one but the new student has homework, he plays hero by "finding" the lost cahiers d'exercises. overall, it was a fun class. last session's next week. have to enroll for module 10. hope the roman photo turns out well. then again, even if it doesn't, it was really memorable making it. <(^o^)/
*sigh* (btw, heard of the penis festival?)
things to do:
psych testing paper
philo synthesis paper
history final project on bunraku puppets
social psych final paper
social psych long test (study!!)
chem exercises (i am way behind. mind not "spongy" so not very good absorbant)
finish application form for nanzan university
two weeks before finals. things are PILING up. makes me really want to procrastinate. gulp. to rationalize my overwhelming sense of panic for what is (yet) to come - all this will be over in 2 weeks. i can get pass this. nothing i've never done before. now, if i could only believe all that. haha.
learned in history class thurs. that there's such a thing as a penis festival. had the whole class laughing their heads off. apparently, it's a japanese folklore. there was a woman who had a demon in her uterus or something. and the demon would bite off men's members whenever the woman engaged in intercourse. so someone had to make a steel penis so that the demon' s teeth fell off. they even hold parades and carry around penis shaped stuff. unbelievable. also, discussed the urban legend of the slit-mouth woman. then how the japanese used to discriminate people with certain blood types (AB). overall, it was quite an interesting and entertaining report. \(^_^)>
cha came over today. it was fun, idlyllic, comfy ^o^ had "jackstone tournaments." talked. did homework. we kind of just loafed around all afternoon.
stuck in the future
You Are 25 Years Old |
25 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. |
Sunday, February 20, 2005
roadtrip
it'd be really cool to do things spontaneously, to make decisions on a whim, go where the wind takes you. most, actually all of my trips anywhere have been planned to the last detail. i'm not complaining. i am after all pretty orderly and panic at the occassional snags in the schedule. i just thought that routine can be boring. life needs to be spiced up a bit once in a while. wonder if i could handle all the spontaneity.
i really enjoyed the book. made me realize how as a psychology major, it's so easy to over read people's behavior. like in marsh's case, drawing violent pictures does not necessarily mean that the kid has a violent personality. sometimes we exaggerate the simplest things. i guess that could be lesson#1 in counseling - take things as they are. don't overread or jump to conclusions. counseling seems fulfilling. i think i could manage doing child counseling. at least, i'm getting ideas, things that could help me find a sense of direction.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
the way home
and yes, the yearbook has finally come out. yey! feel like cheering and jumping up and down. thanks super to camie who supervised the entire process. so now, aizza and i are going to plan a dinner reunion so that the yearbooks can be given to their rightful owners. after that, my high school responsibility is over. hehe.
and i'm thinking, i might give the med city psychiatric ward a chance. talked to my cousin tonight. got a better picture of how it's like working in such a ward, asked a few questions. seems interesting.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
gateway
was able to download the save the last dance for me ost. cd for easy listening. breezy, light, and fun. i'm watching the show on tv. i'm enjoying it so far.
currently listening to: lindsay lohan, hilary duff, switchfoot, green day, fly to the sky, jinusean (love their recent single! - telephone number) =p
Saturday, February 12, 2005
probe on pork politics
i learned a lot fromt the interviews with the congressmen. actually, got me interested in politics for a while. brings back the joy of learning. sometimes, i get so bombarded with work that school seems too much like a chore. nice to have moments wherein learning can be enjoyed.
so my hell week is over. the tests, papers, and group reports ended with my three group reports this week. social psych. i enjoyed doing the handout - looking for comic strips and layouting plus nina did a really good job with the kit! ^-^ my fellow groupmates were cool. then came history which was short and manageable enough. the reporting was delayed for two weeks i think so it was a relief to finally get it done. so there. the only major thing i have for next week is the philo research paper which i will start on tomorrow...hopefully...
had my interview today for the japan foreign exchange program. didn't do too well. they asked about politics (how the phil. government is corrupt) and what i would say if i were to represent the filipino youth. most of the time, i just felt overwhelmed. mind was a complete blank. i was able to say something so i guess it wasn't that bad. just felt intimidated. oh well. we'll see how things go. either way, it'll be okay. ^o^
Monday, February 07, 2005
mmm: l'espoir
i found the film to be good, albeit a bit somber and heart-tugging. scenes of war never fail to disgust me, to scare me. i will never be able to fathom how people can have so much hatred, how they can go on such widespread killing rampages. is man innately bad? i have often believed that God created man as good and loving. after futher thought and reflection, i am beginning to doubt this. it appears that man becomes bad when the situation is conducive to violence and hatred. in the end, we are merely victims of our emotions, of the situations we find ourselves in. will we ever escape from all that? will we ever truly think for ourselves, for the good of humankind?
at the heart of the film lies the themes of hope and love. is it wrong to be too hopeful? are our lives destined or do we create our destiny? a flea would be able to carry a basket if he gathered strength from all the "ifs" we ask. mathilde constantly hopes...if the i get to the bend before the car does, if before the count of 7 the conductor arrives, then manech is still alive...if...if...if...she asks the questions out of fear and desperation. she asks them out of hope. and it is hope that makes her live from day to day. it is hope that makes her life meaningful.
by hoping too much, do we fail to see reality? the little signs we ask for manifest themselves in our "if" questions. we seem to be challenging our fate. from the film, i realized that hope is such a strong emotion. faced with uncertainties, we can do nothing but hope and pray. hope is our solution to helplessness. it sustains us. when we hope too much, we create false realities. what we hope for is what becomes real. mathilde has been hoping so much that manech is alive that she has a hard time facing reality.
but then again, we all need to escape reality once in a while. in a world where nothing is for certain, we unconsciously live life hopefully. we need to feel certain about certain things. we hope that our families will be safe. we hope that the world will not break out in war. we hope that we pass the exam. we hope that we will rise from the ashes, from our hardships. hope seems to sustain every human action. because it is only through hope that we are able to make life seem sort of stable. we hope that there is a cure for the "bad" in humankind.
in effect, i am like mathilde. i am hoping for love to come back. hoping that love will be strong enough to conquer evil. so much has been happening. things that scare me, that make me want to hide myself and my family in a protective bubble. i want the world to be safer, more peaceful...and all i can do is pray...and hope...