Saturday, August 02, 2003
GOSSIP KILLED THE SNAKE
The Damage Report - Year 2 - Ending Week #08
Background Music: "Where is the Love?" Black Eyed Peas feat. J. Timberlake
NOTE: This is a weekly blog entry that summarizes a series of events of a finished week in and around La Salle.
AFTER a whole two hours of deciding what the hell the title of this entry should be, it finally ended up as the one it is now. It was a conflict between "New Wave Fever" and "A Box-Shaped Story".
A delicate issue erupted this past week due to gossip. First of all, none of what I'm writing here is targeting anyone. This is just an envelope containing my personal analysis and opinion about the situation. Second of all, this issue has no direct connection towards me and shouldn't even be my business. However, the parties involved here are related to me.
I'm not going to talk or dwell upon this issue. The whole point of what I'm trying to say is that if we recall in basic journalism: there are many sides to a single story and that all sides should be analyzed.
The word "rift" is so High School to me, but now, that's what's happening. And quoting my classmate Tope from the myDLSUD forums (under topic: BROADJOURN2-1 and COMPANY) "A smile may be the best cure for a sickness but still friendship can mend [what we call] internal sickness."
Make Love not War, Broadjourn2-1! We must work beyond our faults and work together professionally if we are ever going to get somewhere. Look at us last year when we worked together for the Buwan ng Wika Competition... 3rd Place out of so many contenders!
Anyways, the past week has been a mixer of everything. I guess I can consider it a typical 2nd Year College week. A bit haggard with the sudden release of more assigned News articles for the next Broadsheet and you can add to this a taste of PageMaker when boss Kuya Marthy assigned Eric and I to work on the La Salleno layout... which by the way, feels like a whole century delayed. It's a group effort, and right now, as a group... we're not working efficiently together.
In the dormitory, well it was the same. We did eat out at Red Ribbon on Tuesday night and on Wednesday I wasted what could have been a great morning of planning and working by sleeping until 12nn.
Results for the Preliminary Term marched in. Well, in most subjects that is. I've reached a new high and a disappointing low. In Retorika, it's either 1.0 or entirely failed for the Preliminary term. But that's the only one in the possible red. Another low subject is Reed103: Church, with a disappointing 1.75. A new high? Talk about high... everyone got good scores in Constitution. I'm well over satisfied with my grade in Consti. My classmate Badge should be too, she scored 100.6 with a potential 105.6 if Mr. R.J. Estrada continued with the bonus points he'd give to the class for answering what the vicious cycle was. If Badge had that, she'd have a 4.25... if that existed!
In Computer, it was so-so with a 3.00. Again, the minimum grade I set as a standard for the Prelim term is 2.0. So far, subjects are trying to balance themselves. I don't want another imbalanced set of grades. That is so High School.
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Wednesday came... Rain... Sun... Rain... Sun... Rain and Sun... they had an election for officers at the dorms... and speaking of elections... I made the JOU2-1 survey that Teenah had requested about the officers issue.
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Thursday it was this year's version of last year's Freshmania. It was entitled "New Wave Fever (80s style)" compared to last year's 70s style. Except this year it was open to all levels... not just the Freshmen.
However, the first thing that entered my head when I woke up was that the 31st of July which was that specific Thursday was the day we would wish my dad safe journeys as he would return abroad.
I promised I would join my family in dropping him to the airport... which was at the same time with the whole New Wave Fever. Oh man!
Thursday went by and in the evening Lake Park was lively just like those nights last year. Except, I was frustrated since I couldn't watch the bands play or the Pointes' flex. Damn.
The CR-V came and inside it was my dad in a nice green polo I've never seen him wear before. My mom and my brother where there. So was my cousin Kuya Nante and my mom's cousin Kuya Henry, who was the driver.
We left and inside the CR-V I could hear the thump-thump beats from Lake Park. I also saw the nicely made stage background (go VPAPU!!) and the Beat Box people (reminds me of my VPAPU days).
We sped towards Metro Manila quickly... it was just so fast. We stopped by some fried chicken vendor on the side of a street in Bacoor since dad got hungry. It was the first time we ate chicken from "the streets". Nevertheless, it was tasty despite my protests to my dad when I asked him "Is that chicken healthy and safe?".
Down Coastal Road (Php 12.00 for the CR-V) and under the orange street lights again until we enter Terminal 2 of NAIA. It was different from Terminal 1. Terminal 2 looked great and the first thought that came to me other than that sad feeling of having someone you love going away from you was that the place reminded me of THE AMAZING RACE. The airport... the taxis... yep. It all reminded me of my favorite Reality show.
We dropped him and I took a picture of him and recorded 14 seconds of him disappearing into the airport. Then our CR-V drove away. My dad rode on a Philippine Airlines flight bound straight (without stop) to Los Angeles where he would take a bus down to San Diego to report to the MSC Headquarters there.
Clear Horizons dad!
They returned me to La Salle and it was around 9:20pm. The party at Lake Park wasn't over yet! It was supposed to be from 5-8pm... it was almost 9:30pm!! I managed to find my friends Abbie, Len, Gaile, Basil, Alex, Lance, and the rest except Aldrich I think... and I got to watch the final performance of the night which was done by the Pointes and Flexes Dance Troupe.
I saw my classmate Jeremy and my friend Altrinth (BCS2-1) up there. The moves were slick (as always) and I wish I could learn how to dance like them. Nakakainget sila.
We returned to the chinese place at Square Canteen and ordered a few things to eat before returning to the dormitories.
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On Friday I decided in the morning that I did not want to go home in the evening. Instead, I felt I wanted to just relax at the dorms and maybe go out and eat at Inazalle and have BBQ followed by some light drinking to close the week.
I was running late for PE and Julius waited for me so we could walk to PLS together. In PE, our prof was still absent and I arrived to dance the Italian dance exercises we did last week. But instead of that as our practical, the instructor taught us Chinese dance exercises which where easier. It was weird... a Broadjourn moment... all of us dancing to itty-bitty step chinese moves... and our heads bopping side to side like we were entering a Chinese temple.
After PE I went to Square Canteen with Keith and Teenah and we ate there. I bumped into K-Anne, a High School classmate there. She has long hair now. She transferred from Benilde.
I changed into my normal uniform and joined Keith at ERS and we surfed on the internet. After that, we made it to the Museo grounds at 1pm to join the first practice for the Buwan ng Wika for next week.
Nothing much happened at the practice from my side. It was mostly for the dancers. They did measure each other for the costumes.
In Reed103, we were in five groups each to present something in the third set of handouts. I was with Katz' group and we did street signs and explained how they could be related to our journeys in life. I got the "Wide road turning into a Narrow Road" sign. I goof'd when explaining the last part of my interpretation. What's wrong with me these days?
Then in one game in another presentation we had to put together pieces of F4 posters and they explained it later on. And in the Pass-the-Message Telephone game, I was the one to receive the message from the source... and somehow... we ended up winning. We even won a prize... Nagaraya nuts. Crunchy.
In Art Appreciation we had our first hands-on activity. We went down to the Kubos and did our sculpting activities. In our group, it was clay and we made something out of it... heheh. I took a picture of all the groups working and a picture of our work.
In the evening it started to rain hard and I waited for Kevin at the dorms. Instead, I ended up with Julius, Lance, and Dennyvoi in eating out at Inazalle as planned. After eating some BBQ, we ordered a round of San Mig Light.
The teatro peeps came in... classmates Tope and Arjay included. It was the first time I think a classmate of mine saw me drinking. And then, to add to that, two female friends I made last year from the dorms (Rush and Joyce) entered... both wearing a spaghetti strap top and both had their hair up... so it appeared that they were going somewhere.
It was the first night that I had two beers in a row. Julius ordered another round despite it being 9:00pm and Curfew time already. After the 2nd San Mig Light... light lang... LIGHT LANG... I was just one glass shy of being drunk. I wasn't drunk... but at that point I was extremely tipsy. The singer was singing... the teatro had three tables combined and my friends were there... Rush and Joyce were seated behind me... and my eyes kept going side to side and it made me dizzy.
I couldn't walk straight on the way back to the dorms. I ended up in Tom's room to give him a dry run of an interview for the Heraldo Filipino... but I was TIPSY. It was also the first time (and night) that communication lines have opened to F6's Carlo and Benjo.
I went to my room and eventually all that tipsyness went away. Dennyvoi slept over and we slept around 3:30am. I showed him all my 4th Year HS and 1st Year College pictures.
On Saturday, he joined me again when we ate out at the place above Texas Chicken. Binalot sa Dasma was closed, so we ate at the one next to it.
I was picked up later by Kuya Henry.
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And that concludes the week.
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