BUSY! but INSPIRED... :D

Yes. That was my thesis on the side. I need to comply on the deadlines before I am dead. Every week is a paper I need to comply or revise. I should be dead by now! O_O

And yes. That was my girlfriend/cook/mom/hugging machine/boss. And now, whenever I need to watch my thesis and all other stuffs right there, I just stare and it will make me feel inspired to do things. I think of my life with her in the future, our plans, our goals together.

And yes. I CAN DO ALL OF THESE THINGS. AND MORE.

:DDDDDD

Why Gays are Still Not Accepted By Public

Gays. When you hear one, many would say "eeeeew!" or "damn, straight up, bro".

Do you gays know why you are still not accepted? Then hear this story.

I was walking in the street in the middle of the night to buy some water. I then passed by the local bar as usual, when I saw gays drinking. I was too damn certain that one of them stood up when he (or she, or it) saw me. So as a defense, I quickly pulled my phone and pretended to text. I don't want to have a conversation starter. I didn't see their reaction because seriously, I did not mind them.

After I bought my water, I went back to my boarding house and I could pass by the bar (as I said earlier). I saw four of them on the street, so I quickly pulled my phone. Then I took a straight face. Next thing I knew, they were singing "Chikading Chikading naglupad-lupad". And I know they were referring to me. They even shouted "MAYA!" which means a "closet gay".

For the record, I AM NOT GAY. I do not define myself as one. Just because I suit up like this or just because I'm thin, it makes me a gay, or as you say it, closet gay. I was disgusted because of my ego as an Aries (thanks a lot to my horoscope). I was supposed to be a standard bearer to all men. Then you prejudge me as a gay? The reason they all are prejudged is because they are also prejudging. Remember the golden rule: Do not do unto others what you do not want others to do to you.

I do not hate gays. There are formal gays, who in my own opinion deserves to be accepted. For me, there are no men or women, or gays or lesbians -- there are just people. But what I hate are people who, collectively or individually, annoy my senses. Let's say, these "kanto" gays. They liberally do what they wanted to do without minding the society or the reaction of the people they are interacting with.

What I'm trying to say is that, when you want respect about your identity, learn to respect first your society. Other gays have tried to conform, but with them demoralizing the third gender, it gives me less hopes of them accepted by the society. It's sad to think, but I guess we are losing hope for them. For all those who fight for your rights to be accepted with the right conducts, KUDOS! But these friends of yours needs a high five. On the face. With a chair. Or maybe a bro fist! On the crotch. With Thor's Mjolnir.

Just saying.

The Dilemma of an Overdue Student

So here I am now. 21 years old. 4 years in college, but extended for another. Pressured by my parents.

It seems like when I was first year and I failed a subject, they let me know that it's okay. Learn from mistakes. But now that I am supposed to graduate last school year, they give me pressure one cannot handle.

So I have two classes for this semester, both on a TTH schedule. So I am free in Wednesdays and Fridays. But I do not want to go back to home just yet after my class. It's not okay for me to stay here at this house all day. I have enough stress at school to have more of their sermons just because of a far-out thought.

They just want to see me burnt out. I stay at the boarding house because there, I am free. Free from everything they pushed against me. Free from the reality that I am just so insolent for them because they see me here always with my laptop. Free from the chains I wear. Free from being so misunderstood.

And I prefer to study in the boarding house, where I could be alone. Where no one will bother me while I was doing my thesis. Where there would be roommates also doing their stuffs, which motivates you to do also. Yet they fail to get my point there.

In fact I need a break from the harsh days at school that I want to eat and sleep all day every weekends. They might want to understand how hard I worked for my academics. Yet they expect me to work my ass off all the time.

They wanted me to be independent. I myself wanted to be independent. But ironically, they want me to go back to them. Isn't that giving me the notion that I am dependent to them? It sucks. And they told me that I should've landed a job. Come on, like, I'm having a hard time here. And in case they forgot, they told me they would support my studies as long as they could. Oh, the irony of things.

One day, I will get out of this house and be glad that I made it myself. Yes, I will never forget where I come from, but I could never forgive them. They made me who I am. They made the miserable ME.

LIFE IN UPMIN (PART 2)

3RD YEAR 1ST SEM
I'd like to say this is the most exciting part of my life in college. First time to get out of the dormitory, living in a boarding house in the town. Net galore! Time for my blogging! First time also to have good grades in my majors. I also found relief that for the first time, I saw Katingugan now up and running with all those events we had. First time also to find a girl to call mine, even for a time. It wasn't the best, but I won't ever regret it. And lastly, I also saw myself grow to God because of the Praise and Worship team. XD

LIFE IN UPMIN (PART 1)

August 2007
I took the UPCAT (University of the Philippines College Admission Test) just to find a college for me. No harm in trying, as they said. I saw a bright light of enthusiasm. Effortless as I am, I want to pass, or else I would have a harder try to other schools. We went on road with my cousin as early as four o'clock am, to UP Mindanao. We took the 1st "Abortion Road" Experience. We arrived five thirty am, already in fullest speed ever. Take this, we had a cold experience in the CHSS-AVR! Good thing I had put the jacket in the car. There were snack time, but who has time to? At long last, the half-day agony ends.

Febuary 2008
My father brought me the paper he downloaded from the internet. It says that I passed, and was selected the course of BA English major in Creative Writing. I then opposed and chose BS Agribusiness economics. We tried all means to transfer me into the course.

April 2008
We went to UP Mindanao to check the dormitory. But who are these people? I see people of my age entering the dorm! Out of curiosity we asked. A Summer Bridge Program is going on! Too bad for me, it is too late.

June 2008
Enrollment time! I was excited to write the course: BSABE (BS Agribusiness Economics). But when I came to the Office of the University Registrar, I was registered as BAE (BA English). Oh my! My mother then asked the Registrar what happened. I was low in math (I knew it!). But we compromised on the pact I made, to make my study a priority. So my parents and the registrar agreed to add me in BSABE. Whew!

1ST YEAR 1ST SEM
Ok. Before going back to the university, got my phone jammed! It always show the startup, but the desktop won't show. Back to the basic phone. first night at the dormitory, I was alone. Thanks for this dude named Kevin Labrador who shared the same situation with me. We talked and went out of the dorm till we won another friend who called out another and we had a herd of them! Thanks God for these wonderful people! 1st block encounter, only five out of sixteen I recognized. But we got close enough to know each other through our bondings. We experienced diversity of teachers - an expert one, a boring one, a terror one, a sleepy one, a "tweety" one, and a funny one. We were cool, and we see the bright side of life. All of us passed the course. On extracurriculars, I joined Koro Kantahanay and PSALM (Philippine Student Alliance Lay Movement, Inc.).

1ST YEAR 2ND SEM
A new time to kill myself! I'm inflicted with so many conflicts. First, desperately trying to move on. Second, I fell in love again with the wrong woman. Third, I became so tardy. I would come to the Calculus and Analytic Geometry (MATH26) class unprepared. I was lucky that every time I attempt not to go, there would be no classes. Due to the fact that I love the arts (for I am a musician and an enthusiast in photography), I prioritized Arts and Humanities 5 (AH5). Biology 1 (BIO1) was taken for granted, until I forgot to pass the returned Scientific Papers. I was given 5 in laboratory for that reason. But thanks to the Lecture teacher who saved me from failing the subject, and given me incomplete (inc) grade to comply to the laboratory and pass. But I failed in MATH26. I have two options - to take the summer class in UP Diliman or wait for another semester in my delay. I have to take the second. I have to relax, I said to myself.

June 2009
Prior to enrollment, I need to check my grade in BIO1. Good gracious, I passed! And I need two days to wait for it to be signed by the proper persons. But it was worth it. I passed! and I need to enroll MATH26 this semester.

2ND YEAR 1ST SEM
Another year! I can't believe I am on my second year in the university! Glad I have survived (or did I? Almost I haven't). More girls around, but can't help. I need to study! Been on my good statistics ever, coping up with the mistake last semester. I enrolled in MATH26 with the hope of passing. in the end, I passed. I also passed all of the subjects. Looks like another cool semester for me! On the other side, I was pressured to be called "KUYA", as I thought my roommates (both freshmen) were looking up on me.

2ND YEAR 2ND SEM
Good things do happen for a reason. I was elected as president in our choral, KATINGUGAN. And on the verge of accepting it, I was appointed as the treasurer of the religious group, PSALM. and before the semester ends, I joined PSALM's official Praise and Worship team. And thus With the pressure, I flunked MST5, and almost had not pass ANSC10. I was frustrated then. But still I survived! My teacher in ANSC10 compromised me. So that's the benefit of being a christian. =)

-RESTONI