Monday, June 23, 2003
I DREAM AND THEN I REALIZE
Carpe Noctem (Seize the Night) - Year 2 - Start of Week #02
Background Music: "A Broken Vow" by Lara Fabian
NOTE: a weekly entry that is posted before moving into the dorm inside La Salle. Includes thoughts and ideas at the start of the week.
THE problem lately is that I need to control my conversations with people because they tend to really drag on. When I talk to someone new, I dive deep into getting to know them better. Especially with Tony, the Freshmen AB Communication guy. First AB Comm of the men's dorm and first and "so far" only other guy I could relate my experiences as a male Broadjourn student. Our two courses are inter-related and now I can share to him my experiences. That's perhaps one reason we spoke for nearly five hours non-stop during that horrible brownout last Friday night.
Anyways, over the past weekend it's been a bit awkward. The past two weekends I go home from La Salle on Friday nights and I return to La Salle on Sunday night so I can relax on Monday and cruise around the campus doing my own work. But now, since I came home Saturday night... I decided to suddenly go to La Salle on Monday morning. The shape of the weekend is different.
I'm saddened by my routine here in the house. I am last-minute again when it comes to these posts, and with my final article for the Decreto sub-issue on the Health Situation here in the Philippines. Construction around the house resumes. When I arrived Saturday early evening, they were still cement leveling the living room area for the installation of the tiles. I thought at least half of it would all be done when I'd be back this past weekend, but it wasn't. Next week I guess. Outside, they are about half-way done in constructing my brother's Basketball court and the pathways around the house lawns.
My brother had his first C.A.T. meeting that Saturday, so he's been really tired this past weekend. He joined C.A.T. volunteeringly... I didn't when I was in 3rd Year High School. Suddenly I am reminded of my High School friends Keith, Chope (in La Salle Dasmarinas right now as well), and them poking each other's upper chests the Monday after their first C.A.T. meeting way back in 3rd Year High School. The pain they felt since their muscles were still so sore. Memories.
My parents on the other hand are tending to the continued construction of the house. The new air condition in their room I still haven't fiddled with (like I would usually do) and I haven't enjoyed a hot bath with the installation of a water heater in our bathroom. These are things I need to catch up on. Heheh.
I didn't leave the house once ever since I got back from La Salle. We didn't go to church. Paul was tired. My dad had a minor accident outside which made his feet hurt. My mom was tired from all the work. And me? I have work to do but I didn't do it. Instead, I watched The Amazing Race 4 (Father and Son lost... awww) and from there it all went downhill. I did get to watch [The Sum of All Fears] though.
The internet has been slow all this time and the drive to write those last three pages of an article for the Decreto is non-existant. I feel terrible and horrible right now. All that fresh confidence into restoring my will to write for the Heraldo Filipino has flipped in and out of proportion. When it comes to writing for boss Kuya Marthy (Features Ed), I hope the work I will finish will be the best. The past "eight articles" for News, Decreto, and Staffers Corner have made me dizzy.
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And now, the Four Pillars.
Academics. I've bought the book in Constitution and I've sorted out my handout in Reed103. Everything should be set. I'll start reading my books this week and browsing through my notes once in a while. The first two weeks were a bit of the adjustment stage from the summer lag. All subjects are looking okay at this point. I certainly know there's this gigantic room for improvement just waiting to be worked on. And recitation can only be achieved, if not by stock knowledge and opinion, by reading lessons and notes in advance. Something I should work on in all subjects.
Heraldo Filipino. Just about all articles are turned in. Some turned down. I accept that, since I'm not really for News section. I have some articles that have outrun themselves (Anti-passivity) and some articles that need repair (men's dorm, TOMAS awardee), and some articles that I couldn't do my very best in (decreto sub-issues). Even the Staffers Corner I wrote feels like it's going into the scrap paper container. I lost all my confidence just because my contributions to other sections seemed to have gotten wet. I just hope that my home section (Feature) isn't affected by all this. I have the JIHAD article and the PERSONA article for the next La Salleno. This week, I hope I get all the things that need editing back to me so I can submit them on time before layouting, proofreading... and sana by the end of this week... it is all sent to the printing press somewhere out there.
AB Comm Channel. A meeting will take place on Monday for the Executive Board. This will be the first meeting I know about and I will be attending this year. I want to clarify the duties as a Segment Producer and I want to clarify what my other roles are (because it's getting a little confusing by now). What I know last year was that I was a writer for Com-TV. (Writer... ugh... i'm tired of writing in every place i seem to go to) Then at the end of last year, I wasn't there during the elections (i had a class) and found out I was promoted to become one of three Publicity and Promotions officers therefore I ended up as part of the Executive Board (first and only time so far to become an officer in College). I'm ready to do my duties there, but I haven't received any instructions yet. So I've been on stand-by. And just last week, something happened and I'm one of three Segment Producers now. I think it's all normal since I'm sure some of the others have similar tie-ups. For me, I want to know what the job is and I will get it done.
Dormitories. The room is a mess (the mud from last week is still on the linolium near the door) and the food stock is dying down fast (ownership mishaps). I'm going to label my drinks now and fix my corner of the room. I badly need to control my social personality at the dorm. I can't stop talking to people, especially the Freshmen. We haven't met the people opposite our room's back window (in A3) and hopefully this week we drop a line to them or something. As of this point, I am now familiar with at least one person in all of Building F. To be more specific, I think I know about 80% of Building F from the "40%" when I started dorming before classes began.
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I dream and then I realize. Like in that song. Even with all the tense moments of the recent days, it all goes away when I dream and realize something about myself I haven't realized since one of the highlights of my High School years.
A toast to one great week. I hope I get the jobs done. Oh, and by the way... I like this one old song where these two popular artists of the past had a duet. The lyrics go by the lines "...I think I finally found someone". There's something about that song that sounds nice.
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