May 28th, 2009

My Turn To Rant

Wondering what I've been up to these past two months? Now I'll tell you.

First off is the summer season. In truth, it was no summer season at all for me. You see, it has been raining in Los Banos all this time. The summer heat only made its heat felt in the beginning of April. But once classes have started, rain poured almost everyday, non-stop. Talk about global warming affecting huge climate change.

And so, as the summer closes, I joke around, telling people that perhaps now is the best time, a few days before the regular La Nina phenomenon strikes, to go swimming and sunny-dipping in the famous Philippine beaches, which are either golden white sand or mud black sand. You choose. Rather, your money choose. :D

At the start of summer, I was no longer worrying about my 2nd semester subjects, having been confident enough of passing them all in the last minute. Even before leaving Los Banos, I spent my nights in gimiks, rather more of home-style drinking sessions. Anyhow, the bottom line of all this fuss of celebrating my good sem that I never thought would turn out to be such is that I pretty much got bankrupted. I didn't realize until the summer classes started how much money I had wasted already on other people's [and even mine, mind you] alcoholic thirst-slash-need. Still, I enjoyed the blurry nights.

The guys I would usually drink with the past semester weren't around this summer. They're older than I am, so they have on-the-job-trainings away from our province this past two months. And so I thought it would stop my drinking sessions. But lo and behold! As they went away, new drinking pals came around--partymates as I'd like to call them. They're my dormmates with quite a different taste in gimiks. Dance party while taking shots of hard liquor is what they enjoy--pretty much the same things I enjoyed two years ago, but not much. And may I just note that just as I was meeting people who have the same taste for hard as I do, suddenly I miss the lingering taste of beer in my tongue--which happens to be the drink my guy drinking pals are fond of.

At first, sure I didn't really mind the gulping the heavy booze in my stomach. After all, Red Horse is the first alcoholic beverage that I tried. But somewhere along, I kind of got too used to it that I no longer enjoyed it--like I was looking for something else, for something different, different from what used to be. You could probably say it's like beer turning into water: tasteless, dull.

Haha. OK, that was some exaggeration there. But you get my point, do you?

Anyway, enough of the drinking melancholies. So I go party-ing with these partymates. And after enough booze circulating in our body, we walk our way to our dormitory that happens to be almost at the top of the mountain. Again, that walk happens to take about an hour for us to travel. That far? Not really, if you're walking on a fast pace with no sidetracks, you'll definitely get from the campus gate to the dorm in less than fifteen minutes. But what have we been up to on those midnight walks that's been taking us an hour to get to our rooms? Here's what we do:

Our own pictorial around campus! Now, how cool is that?

Now we go next to my swimming escapades. Let me start off with my trip with my sisses and brods in the falls of Majayjay, where we felt like camping out the forests, near Taytay Falls. We were lucky enough for dragging our two brods in this trip. There were only like, what?, barely ten of us! But we survived the trip, really big thanks to our brods who did most of the chores all the while.

We left in the afternoon, and when we got there it was pretty dark already. The travel was pretty much long, I'd say. We did quite spend much in transportation and food and of course booze once more, but what the heck! It was all worth it.

So, we drank and ate pretty much and spilled confessions the whole night--'til we dropped. I admit I dropped dead, slept through for two hours in the cool tent as I no longer could tolerate the G-Mat by 4 AM. And may I just add that it was my first time to taste mussels [I'm not sure I translated it right, I simply meant tahong], and I kinda enjoyed it even though it was just grilled [malansa--I know!]. The following day, I was just awakened by the noise of both nature and the brods and sisses shouting out on each other, inviting to go swimming in the falls already. Yay! Sure, I got up and prepared myself for some splashing and gliding along waters.

River water was so cold, I'm telling you! It's more than chill to me in fact. I enjoyed the unpredictable depth of the waters, but not exactly the rocky grounds--makes me think of the worst case scenario of having your foot stuck in those big blocks. I know--paranoid.

The next swimming trip came pretty long after already, just last week in fact. We were in Nasugbu once again for a little reunion, and guess what? I happen to invite my good ol' partymates to crash and eat with us. Haha. Even a common teacher of us was supposed to come. But then, due to her own academic responsibilites, she didn't get to join in crashing our family reunion and getting tanned in the public beach that I haven't really seen in some time already.

Funny how much I drink, and you see these beers hanging around our table. Funny how my father would scold me to not drink alcohol and find this big cooler full of I-can't-even-count-how-many-already cases of beer being cooled in ice, along with the big fishes caught freshly in the sea. And even more funny is how I cheat drinking the beverage right before my hysterical mother who naively doesn't want me to even touch the bottle of beer--and all the while hiding the local fermented alcohol in my partymates' bags. Talk about lambanog fresh from Nagcarlan, Laguna, that turns out to lose its alcohol content as time passes. Tsk.

Next week, I'm looking forward to two more swimming trips, and then one movie-slash-shopping trip with my girls. Yay! ^___^

And then of course, there's the summer classes that lasted four weeks. The other day I went to the faculty and got my grade for one of the two subjects I took. I got a 2.0 on PI 100 [Life and Works of Rizal] while on Psy 1 [Psychology 1] the professor is still grading our papers, projects, and reports.

I didn't quite like the subjects I've taken this summer. This is perhaps the worst academic season of my life. I've had a lot to rant about the whole while I took these subjects. In PI 100, I would most often than not fall asleep, even right before my Ilonggo teacher who talks in English and Spanish, but not quite in Tagalog. Sleepy time, boring teacher, lousy room, irksome classmates. Add to that the class decision of not having this field trip in Mt. Banahaw, Quezon--that's supposed to be another swimming trip for me! Well, at the end of the summer, I did learn much--I gained quite a lot of inside information on different fraudalities of different people. Even one cool thing to be happy about.

While in Psy 1, got quite a problem with the teacher. Boring, often late. Well, that seemed to be how my classmates and I have evaluated the class. Rather her, since the whole class feels upbeat in different activities. Whatever the case, my friends and I had this 'cheating arrangement' problems, plus those presentations that just made her burst in anger at the last class meeting. A good closing, eh?

On another note, so I seem to often complain and rant about my reading and writing, eh? But it's just awfully true. I haven't really read much in a while. And you could well notice how less frequent I write here--even how short my posts have become. Sometimes I feel like I'm all too tired to write already.

Well, writing takes time and effort too, after all. And these days, I can no longer devote that much time and effort in this great first love of mine. I just realized that I got to produce such long posts back then but they take me hours, even half a day, to write them down. Plus, I got to conclude some time before that short, frequent posts are much better than long, occasional ones. Didn't I do just that last year? I might as well repeat it again--find time to post even when there's almost none to blog about. :D

These days, I have a different kind of addiction. I'm so much hooked to uploading music videos--especially dance-slash-party ones that I try to mimic as much as I could. And then I'm socially active even without a single peso my prepaid balance through the cool Facebook chat that I can't quite get enough of [add to that the quizzes and surveys that I'm not yet over with since Friendster times]. I keep on adding people I know so I get to chat with them and update on different lives and stories.

But most of all, I'm currently active in Yupielbi.org that I once disregarded for some time. Now, I just can't get enough of it.

Whoa. Took me two hours to finish this whole rant-slash-storytelling article. Less even. Whoever gets to read this, I salute his/her patience. Amen to you!

So, does this post make any sense?

PS: So I said Angels and Demons is up next in my list to read books, eh? I just realized last night: how on earth am I gonna do so when the book is MISSING? Boohoo.