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i was doing library work on a saturday morning!!!

saturday mornings are sacred for me. SACRED. i don't have to tell you why. but i forced my ass to get out of bed and battled my way from pasig-cainta to UP diliman. i've been putting off my thesis for two semesters now and i have to FORCE (equivalent to 8Gs, mind you) myself to do something this sem before i get pregnant next year.

yes, i'm that serious, about scheduling my pregnancy.

being a beat reporter, a wife, a daughter, a daughter-in-law and a student is not easy. gaaaaaaaah.

lalo na at sinabayan ng special report na utos ng boss.

anyway, para ma-feel ko na balik UP diliman uli ako, kumain ako nito:

kakamiss din pala rodics.

minsan, bibisita naman ako sa thai canteen. kahit na tulo na pawis ko sa init ng canteen, masarap pa rin. hehe.
sumasakit puso ko sa mang jimmy's kasi puro cholesterol ang kinakain ko dun. sa chocolate kiss naman dinadayo ko ang arroz caldo nila. ewan ko ba kung bakit.

speaking of school, i received this text message from a colleague last week:

U.P. made you in such a way that when the world is sitting, you would be standing.

And when the world is standing, you would stand out.

And when the world stands out, you would be outstanding.

And when the world tries to be outstanding, you would be the standard.

(IN SHORT, naging pasaway ka…)

Isang masaya at may yabang na sentenaryo sa iyo, taga UP!

and i got it again from my sister this week. and paikot-ikot na siya, kung kani-kanino ko na siya natatanggap. i don't know if it's bad or what...UP is the only school i've known since -- forever. i attended a grade school that is in the heart of UP campus and run by a board composed of UP personalities. then highschool UP highschool. college syempre UP. grad school, UP. wala tuloy ako basis of comparison.

buong buhay ko naka-anchor sa UP kasi dito nag-aral magulang ko hanggang PhD nila at UP ang bumuhay sa aming pamilya namin kasi dyan sila nagtatrabaho.

UP is not merely my alma mater. it has been a way of life. our life, so to speak. it doesn't matter if i came from another campus...the fact remains that i'm still within the same system i've known all my life.

RANT

next year is UP's centennial. for the ignoramuses out there, it's not UP diliman's centennial. UP diliman is NOT the only UP, ok? it just so happened that the system was transferred to diliman after WWII. and i will tear anyone to shreds who says that other campuses are not UP and are "not the same" or "inferior".

believe me, my friends and i have suffered from discrimination committed by our professors in diliman, the narrow-minded assholes. i proved the assholes wrong -- they even gave me a certificate of f*cking merit because of my f*cking grades (i didn't know they still give that to grad students) in my last semester as a regular student. so i am not "inferior", even if i came from "another campus".

sorry for ranting. it just pisses me off so much. i really hated this teacher for having this "diliman" attitude.

sensya na. hehe.

sa mga kapwa isko't iska, isang mayabang na ika-100 daang taon next year!