U.P. is so iba na

Sankage Steno

Like I was in the University of the Philippines kanina in Diliman, and I noticed that my Alma Mater is so iba na. It has changed talaga, like a total makeover! Gosh.

And I’m not talking about the bagong structures ha or the monorail that was made paandar here and there by DOST or the sunflowers that are starting to make tubo from the lupa like a stubble. No. I was referring to the tao there, the isko and iska, the UPam, the iskolar ng bayan, so to speak.

I was so gulat a while ago when I went there to get some stuffs (Yes, I like it with the letter ‘s’ sa end. It’s so sosyal to the ears.) from my former professors. It went well naman, and I was so saya to see them again. But  I was flabbergasted to the extreme level of levels when I make…

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5 Rules ng Pangongopya

Nakuha ko ito sa isa kong kaklase dati, ewan ko na lang kung saan niya ito nakuha. Kaya para hindi ito magmukhang “kinopya lang”, medyo iibahin ko na lang ng konti. 🙂

Ang sabi nila, hindi ka raw isang tunay na estudyante kung hindi ka pa nakapangopya #Palusot; at masama raw ang pagiging maramot  #PalusotPaMore. Kaya naman, narito ang ilang mga tips sa pangongopya na ginawa ng mga expert sa *alam niyo na* #TriedAndTested #HighlyRecommended.

Rule #1 Huwag makipagtalo sa mga matatalino, tandaan mo kapit ka lang!

Minsan kasi, may mga iba diyan na nagtatanong pa ng, “Sigurado ka sa number ** ah?” o kaya nama’y “Baka naman mali itong sagot mo.” Aba, nagawa mo pang magduda eh siya na ang nag-review, siya na ang puyat, siya na ang bangag samantalang ikaw, di mo nga ginalaw notes mo eh. -_- #AbaMatinde #MedyoDemanding

Rule #2 Huwag magdalawang isip sa kinokopya, TIME IS GOLD.

Saktong sakto ito lalo na pag under time pressure ang exam. Wala nang pagdadalawang isip yan. Kaya kailangang maging mapangahas, mapagmatiyag, matanglawin! #AnimalInstinct

Rule #3 Seryoso ang mukha para kunwari may alam ka.

Dito naman magaling ang mga poker face, mga taong di mo alam kung ano ang reaksiyon na nais ipabatid ng kanilang mga mukha. Pero magmumukha ka talagang may alam kapag seryoso ka at maliit ang tsansang magdududa sila sa iyo. #SeryosongWacky

Rule #4 Huwag galaw ng galaw, baka mahalata ka.

Kung ayaw mong mabaling ang atensyon ng nagpapa-exam sa iyo, huwag kang gumawa ng eksena! Madadamay pa yung pinagkokopyahan mo. Sabi nga sa Divergent, “If you don’t know what to do, do what the others are doing”.

Rule #5 Lakihan ang sulat, tandaan mo may nangongopya din sa likod mo, share your blessings!

Huwag kang madamot, dahil sabi ni Piolo sa Starting Over Again, “Wala kang karapatang hingin ang ipinagdamot mong ibigay.” Isipin mo na lang, nakasalalay sa iyo ang buhay ng nangongopya sa iyo. #Shareeee

BUT! May isang malaking BUT!

Sa katunayan, hindi kailanman naging mabuti ang pangongopya pati na rin ang pagpapakopya…

Para sa mga nangongopya,

Matuto tayong gawin ang responsibilidad natin bilang mag-aaral, bilang tao. Wala naman sigurong rason kung bakit hindi ka makapaghahanda bago mag-exam o kung ano pa man yan. Kahit na may “chance” tayong nakikita upang makapangopya, hanggat maari ay iwasan natin ito kasi nga hindi ito mabuting gawain.Walang “forever” sa pangongopya, malay mo parang JOY lang, “abot dalawang linggo”. #MagingIndependent

Para sa mga nagpapakoya,

Kung sa tingin niyo ay nakakatulong kayo sa ginagawa ninyo, nagkakamali kayo. Huwag natin silang kunsintihin. Ibang klaseng tulong ang kailangan nila at wala rito ang pagpapakoya. #AlamNa


Last Falling Leaves

I still am not sure about this feeling.

In fact, I don’t even know how to start this post. It’s just that the thought of me, moving to college is still quite unclear. I have been very excited ever since, however, questions like “Am I prepared for college?” or “Am I really ready?” had been bugging me for a while. I think these might be some of the reasons:

1) Start of Something New

Studying in college requires great courage and confidence in yourself because as they describe it, it’s HARD. This coming school year it will be a great challenge for me, why? let’s just say that I live about ten hours away from this university where I will be studying (that would mean hundreds of kilometers) and out of the thousands of incoming freshmen, I only know two of them, and we are not even in the same degree program nor the same college.

I know that I have this problem about being such an “unsociable” person, well I am not saying that I am a bad one but it’s just that I am typically shy and I just don’t know how to put on a good conversation with a friend, let alone a stranger. Yeah, it feels like I will be going into a community where I need to be with other people, because I need them to survive, we need each other to survive.

It really takes a lot of adjustments and I just really hope that I will be able to adapt to everything.

2) Workloads

College workloads are just so far away from high school’s. So this means, if I have already acquired my super effort in high school, I’ll be needing that *insert an adjective in the superlative to the positive infinity degree here* effort just to finish college well. If I only got less than eight hours of sleep in high school, I think I will be missing sleep in college.

3) Independence

Well, this is something that we, youth, have been rooting for ever since. Others might think that it’s good to be independent, but I reckon there is still the downside of it. For me, college is the best reflection of a society where you will be living as a citizen not as a student anymore.  So those things that it will teach will be very useful in the future.

Independence means you have to budget your allowance well. Like how college requires a lot of help, it also requires a lot of money. So, if I have only a limited amount of resources, I should be able to use them well.

Independence means you should know how to work alone. Unlike in high school, where you can still seek help from your teachers or your classmates or your siblings, college demands you to be productive in working alone.

Dear reader

There are more things that college wants from us. And I think enumerating them all would take time. But, if you are like me, I think we need to see college from a different view. I consider myself as a tree and all those falling leaves were my past attitudes and paradigms about the world, and I am removing them now to grow better , a better tree, a better me. Perhaps these fears will be fears by now, but I hope that as time will go on, they will be gradually erased.

Change what you cannot accept…

A/N: This is from the 365 Writing Prompts of the Daily Post

May 3: The little things. Describe a little thing – one of the things you love that defines your world but is often overlooked.

… Accept what you cannot change.

They say that the simplest way to achieve happiness is contentment, the gift of acceptance for one’s self. Truly it is, that simplicity is beauty itself, but unfortunately, only a few were given the ability of self-actualization, the understanding that the littlest things are the most important and that the big things are just nothing but temporary.

Nature is one of those little things that we weren’t really able to appreciate that much. And on a deeper note, we are also the reason of its destruction. You might say that since it just gives the air we breathe and it cannot give you the most expensive jewelries, mouth-watering dishes, nor the newest gadgets, so you won’t care anymore, but that just ruined the whole thing. You consider the air you breathe as a little thing yet it’s the reason why you can still wear those jewelries or eat those foods or play with those gadgets.

Dear reader, I think this generation had been so ambitious that they overlooked into the future without giving importance to what they still have in the present nor learning from the lessons of the past. I hope you are not one of them. Learn to appreciate the littlest things, because they provide you the biggest joy you could possibly have.


It has been a while since I have been to a place with white-washed walls, bright ceilings, semi-polished tiles and silent hallways -a hospital. I don’t know but for me, the atmosphere  just feels so different that the air which my lungs breathe makes my chest so heavy and my mood so plain.

We  went there to visit a relative of ours who is being taken care of at the Intensive Care Unit (ICU). He is just a little kid, approximately just three months of existence. I have never seen him before so I insisted to go. They say he is diagnosed with pneumonia, at such a young age it would be really dangerous to him because he is still weak enough to resist the pain,  still fragile enough to struggle such ailment and young enough to be caught up between a battle of life and death.

I don’t really like hospitals, not  because of the huge oxygen tanks or the pointed needles or even the people who wear white uniforms but because of what I might witness there and what might these would make me feel but I just can’t help it.

When I entered the room, it made me feel weak, and helpless like all those lying on their beds.  I saw a the baby, a tiny tube is inserted in his mouth, to help him breathe n there are more hollow objects connected. And then I realized, he was crying, without the sound of agony, it pierced my heart more, because I can see in his face the ache that he endures. I can’t even do anything so I went out.

I was just holding the rails of the stairs on my way down when I saw a man wiping his eyes, they were glossy with tears. He looked at me and I saw his eyes glistening with the ghost of his condition. I sensed sympathy.

I also  happen to overhear an old woman calling someone, also weeping but not with a mere tint of sadness but with glee, because her child has just successfully survived a 12-hour operation and she is informing her family. I sensed hope.

I waited outside and wrote this, because its the only way I know to burst out the sentiments inside. I wish I also have their strength to be able to stay longer in there but I don’t and it might give me the chance to throw up. Until they told me that we are already going.

I hope all of them will get well soon…

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You think you have always known…

… yet you never really had.

Something’s bothering me and I’ve tried my best to let it pass out yet I can’t, and so I’m writing this down now…

To Whom It May Concern:

I don’t care if your mind would restrict processing the thoughts I have written below and that you might not as well understand, but I hope your conscience does.

It’s so funny how I was just talking about how important to be someone who is sensitive enough to know his or her responsibilities and obligations as a human being in my previous blog post yesterday, yet today, I just came across something ironic, something that made me feel disappointed.

For me, there are several kinds of living creatures, there are those who learn, who change, who understand, but on the other hand, unfortunately, there are those who DON’T.

Sometimes, people think they’ve already done enough, that they’re already mature for having accomplished such things, that they are already responsible and independent to do things on their own, that they have already understood the adversities of daily living, that they have already been aware of their childish actions, that they have already changed, and that they think they have always known, yet they never really had… NEVER.

I am not judging… I am not being mean… I am not being rude…. I am just trying to state the awful truth…

I know you have already asked yourself something like, “Have I really grown old?” but why not try to question “Have I already grown up?”.

p.s. If you don’t want to be sensitive enough for others, do it for yourself.

Missing the Innocence Within

Summer vacation. I am already experiencing summer, but I still don’t feel the ‘vacation’ part. I am already a graduate but I am still preoccupied with school works that I need to finish [the perks of being an officer]. And I am also messed up of making my decisions for  college. With all this obligations and responsibilities I have right now, I just want to take a rest or maybe, forget all of them for a little while and be like a kid.

No worries…

I miss those good old times when all I have to do is to wake-up, eat, play and sleep, no more no less. As a child, I didn’t have to worry about waking up early just to catch up with the call time in going to school to do what I am required to do. I didn’t have to finish everything because I could just sit there and my mom would do things for me, because I am still young and short. I didn’t have to decide for my own because my parents would figure it out for me. I didn’t have to think of going to school because I am allowed to play all day, even though the sun is too high and it’s very hot outside.

On a deeper note, I also miss those times when getting my knees scratched would only be the reason of my tears; when stomachaches will only be the reasons of my pain; and when having my toys broken would only be the reason of my frustrations. It’s also given that as a child, the only mistake you make is when you have misspelled a word and that you don’t need a hard time to think of a solution because you could just bite the tip of your pencil for the eraser to appear so you can annihilate your mistakes and you can start all over again, without enduring much damage.


I think I have known for a while that even though I am already 16, I can still be a child, not by actions but by heart. I could still do the things I want, except that I am already limited. I have to accept the fact that at this age, I should learn how to be independent and I need to be responsible enough for my actions. And that my actions would be a great factor of what might my future be. 🙂

And when the stars come falling down…

… I will make sure to not catch any.


[photo credits: tumblr]

Well, of course you will burst out because they are glowing balls of hot gases. But kidding aside, someone reasoned out that she will not catch any so she can wish on them all and not waste a star or a wish. Like her, I may not be a star-catcher but I am a dreamer. Are you not too?

We all have our esoteric dreams within ourselves, we don’t tell the other people because we assume that they might jinx them and that these dreams will not happen anymore. Haha, such beliefs, but it’s cute isn’t it? We might not notice but these series of visions and thoughts created in our own imaginations called dreams may also be a source of hope for us. They serve as guides to reach our goals. They become our signs to know the right direction in order to grasp our destination. And most especially, they inspire us, and this reason is more than enough to call them our dreams. 🙂

“And all our dreams shall turn, to reality”…

It’s very important that we become dreamers in our own ways, but we can’t be dreamers forever. If we don’t want to be called delusional and unreal, and if we want our dreams to come true, we must take action. We must learn that in life, things will not automatically appear like magic. And that nobody will do things for us, except ourselves. We should put in mind that aside from dreaming, we should also forge our path and write our own destiny.

[credits: Dear friend, :)]