Hanep.

Parang slideshow lang ang 3.5 years. Ambilis. Pero parang 500GB sa dami ng laman. Simula ng presentation — andun ako. Andun ka rin. Akalain mo yun?

Andun ako. Nagtuturo lang ng wonders & shits ng mundo. Andun ka rin, ini-explore ang same shits and wonders ng planet. Tapos tini-textmate natin amg isa’t-isa tungkol sa mga yun. Nagtetennis tayo ng mga stupid questions and even more stupid answers. Tapos yun na yun. Ang paminta ng araw, gabi, maghapon, magdamag natin.

 Marami akong ginagawa sa buhay nun. Busy-busyhan. Pero kinalimutan ko na yun. Ikaw. Naaalala ko ang mga bagay na ikinatuwa at hinangaan ko sayo mula nung simula:

kulang pa yan. pero akala mo nauubusan ako ng mga bagay na kahanga-hanga sayo? hindi. eh hindi ka rin naman kasi tumitigil maging isang maganda at mabuting tao.

 to hell with organized flow of thoughts, basta si-segway ako: nagagalak ako. nagagalak akong isipin kung pano mo ako awayin este lambingin kapag busy ako at akala mo nakakalimutan kita. nakakatuwa ang mga pagkakataong napagtatanto ko ang aking pagkakamali na hindi mo ko kailangang pagsalitaan ng mali o masakit. nakakatuwang isipin na sabay tayong tumatanda at natututo ng lahat nga ng mga shits and wonders sa ibabaw ng mundo.

*yung nagsusulat ka sa Unibe. yung sakto lang na pagkakasulat, hindi OA, may dating o tama, may maling itinatama, may patama.

*ang pagkakaroon mo ng maraming pangarap at ng maraming kaisipan at kagustuhang makahanap ng paraan upang abutin ang mga nabuo at naidrawing na mga pangarap sa buhay-buhayan notebook mo.

*hindi ka katulad ng mga tao sa paligid mo. na nakiki-ride on sa achievements/popularity ng iba.

*hindi mo pinapatulan ang mga taong pa-prinsesa kung umarte, ang mga taong may manchausen syndrome kunwari, ang mga taong tinubuan ng mala-hot air balloon na ulo sa kayabangan, ang mga taong akala mo sila lang ang anak ng diyos, mga taong kung saktan ka ay akala mo hindi mo itinuring na totoong kaibigan at kapatid.

*hindi ka vain (ako lang). hindi ka mediocre (sila lang).

*marami kang “new stuff”. (hindi materyal na bagay kundi kaisipan).

*hindi ka napapagod na subukang initindihin ang mundo ko (parang abnoy lang eh noh?). hindi ka napapagod na bigyan ako ng pangalawang pagkakataon at mas marami pa, para lang maging mas mabuting tao ako.

 Hanep.

Antaba ng puso ko. Dahil sayo. Kung alam ko lang ang direct translation to tagalog ng salitang PROUD ay sinulat ko na dito -> ________ with the biggest font size ever, italicized, bold, underlined.

PROUD ako. na nakilala kita. na kasama kita sa the good, the bad and the ugly episodes ng buhay. na nagpapakatatag ka. nangungulit. nangangarap. nagmamahal ng totoo, wagas at sobra-sobra.

This is technical stuff. i mean, not the kind of tips you get from concerned upper class men.

1. Attend activities required for freshies (that’s you) and at least five programs/activities the whole semester. the Dean and OSA Coordinator require this. Its a very important tool to have your clearances signed. Apart from just getting your clearances signed, these activities would help you in one way or another. Besides, the school wouldn’t have them if there’s no point or sense of having them at all.

2. Attend flag-raising ceremonies. It’s held every monday morning ( around 7:15am) at the bupc grounds in front of the admin building where you find the flag pole (duh!). Again, the Dean requires this. As far as i know, he asks students to attend the ceremony five times (the least). And again, it is a very important tool to have your clearances signed at the end of the semester.

3. Know the BU Hymn by heart. You’d know why as you go on with your college life. It’s also a part of #2.

4. Keep your COR (green form). Your professors would check if you are officially enrolled in their classes. You also need it to have your ID’s processed. Still need it in paying your school accounts and the like.

5. Don’t mess with the school guards. Follow the rules or else you’d be sent home and miss your classes.

6. Wednesdays are considered a “wash day”. As in wash your uniform day. So you get to wear “civilian” clothes or anything pamporma as long as they’re decent and wont distract anyone in school or would find yourself inside the guidance center. [so might as well follow the dress code, kiddo].

7. Vandalism is a big no-no. You wont escape the spy cams around the campus. Seriously.

8. Uno (1.0) is the highest grade you can receive. I mean its the best grade you could possibly get. Singko (5.0) is your worst nightmare. As in epic fail.

9. Try to avail your internet priveleges without mocking the ICMT staff or it’s system. Wait for your turn. And when i say you wait, you wait patiently. The ICMT is doing everything to be able to cater all the students’ multimedia needs like internet surfing.

10. test papers are supposed to be free. but when the risograph is broken, you might be asked to pay 0.50 cents per page. the school doesn’t have a blue book also. you will be requested to bring ruled papers (almost everytime, yellow in color) or bond papers to serve as your answer sheets.

11. Get a hold of the handbook. OSA will provide you a copy. Read it. Take note of the rules. Learn things you need if you’re aspiring to be an honor student. Know the sanctions if you happen to be planning to ‘spice up’ your college life —- but if i were you, don’t even think about it. there’s no detention in this campus but there’s the office with the pink blinds.

12. you can charge your laptop and cellphone up on the plugs found in the hallways. just don’t block the way.

13. know your professor’s class rules. some would allow you to eat inside the room, some wouldn’t. some would still ask you to stand up when reciting, some wouldn’t. there are a lot of these would and wouldn’ts so just listen and follow every rule, every sem. LOL.

14. Try to be as civilized as possible. Don’t forget to flush. Students’ CR always stink like you never want to inhale and exhale again.

15. You are here to learn and be educated. Bring your brain with you always. If you happen to forget it, improvise, or try to grow some.

16. dont call me ATE. i happen to teach here.

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that’s all i can remember right now. will give some more
next time. good luck freshies. welcome to the jungle.

i realized that everyday since i met you, you are like my own version of Mr. Sun who have just woken up, Mr. Sun who is so much vibrant, and Mr. Sun who leaves sleepy in his eyes. my anti and post merridian. Mr. Sun in apparent solar time, the midday, the midnight and everything in between all those mid’s.

 yes. everyday is like that with you. you’re like my childhood day’s favorite color. yellow, which reminds me of many things —sunshine, warmth, happiness, fun, friendship, intelligence, Mardi Gras, summer, lemons, easter, autumn, electricity, hope, optimism, imagination, curiosity, and love. you are my little miss sunshine.

 you are also my driving force. and by force i don’t just mean any influence that causes a free body to undergo a change in speed, direction or shape.[haha, you know we both know physics but we’re not the type who have fun to actually dig it]. you are my every-part-of-the-day’s good force. the gentle push in my life, especially when things are getting rough, when trying to catch up with responsibilities seems to be a never-ending gain-on game, when work is an energy drainer, and when life is such a horrible bully. you are my own pull-ey. you pull me to a hug just when i need it — when i’m on the verge of growing my horns again and be the monster i once was. when i lose the jedi in me, when i’m about to let go of my grip to my self and dreams, when i’m scared of those spiders, when i am sick and cry like a baby, when i make silly faces, when i am the corniest man alive, when i dance that oldies dance, and when i say how much i love you. you are my favorite and only block and tackle piece. you’re the unique pulley that pulls me but never knew the mechanism of release.

 i have said this in various ways and forms, but you are really the best part of me and all the other personalities i consciously, and unconsciously keep.

i didn’t lose count of our mushy days. its just that every day is, and there’s no point in counting something that i believe has no end. that’s why i’m greeting you “happy nth mushy day” now. (._.)

i love you beyond belief. don’t ask me why again because i said ‘beyond belief‘. haha. i would probably use up all the memory alloted by this blog and you’d find out that the virtual space they have is way insufficient to write down all my reasons.

there.

you can kiss me now. 😀

i noticed the only things that are growing here are the trees and buildings — only those which are rooted in the ground.

if you look at this place, you could see that it’s not that vast but it’s big enough to nurse anything that seeks growth. the place has rooms for expansion, for creativity, for great possibilities. but as I’ve said, the only things that are shooting up here are those that are literally rooted on the ground.

this place is visited by many potentials. bombarded with raw data that are never put to use. this place is desperately tilling, feeding and watering portions that we all know can no longer produce and not even support life. this place is inviting diverse species and wouldn’t fairly feed the players.

grow where you’re planted, they say. having un-stunted growth is hard. where you are rooted and who takes care of you makes it more complicated and harder. you may be planted in a special pot. or you may be where everything’s insufficient.

i don’t know where my spot is. i guess they haven’t really noticed me there. maybe i’m beneath some huge tree that i think i’d forever be just standing under its shadow.