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rewritethepastToday's IPC class was certainly different.
Prof: Ok. List down all the ways you can get a guava from a guava tree. Be creative.
Us: *list list*
Of course my list became ludicrous after a while.
1. use ladder
2. sungkit
3. wait for it to fall (ala Juan Tamad)
4. shake tree trunk/branches
5. cut down tree (here starts the violence)
6. stand on someone's shoulders
7. climb tree
8. use stick to hit fruit/branches
9. throw stone/thing at fruit/branch with fruit
10. stand on animal
11. hire/ask someone to pick it
12. shoot an arrow at fruit
13. cut down branch with fruit
14. jump on branch with fruit
15. uproot the tree
16. build a house next to the tree and use roof of house to reach fruit (>_<)
17. disintegrate stem/branch/tree using evil chemicals O.o
18. use fungi/vines to choke/coil around tree and kill it
19. culture a guava tree that is short
20. mutation - use radiation to mutate body to gain wings, superpowers, etc.
21. eat the tree
22. burn the tree
23. contain tree in controlled area and concentrate sound waves intense enough to destroy the tree // Everyone in class laughed at this. >_<
24. put a lightning rod on the tree // para sureball matatamaan siya ng lightning kapag may bagyo
I liked Bean's answer. He said "bring the tree with you to space, the tree will be weightless, then you can easily get the fruit."
Apparently if you are a group of children, you can get around 36 of these. If you're adults you think of around 20. Combining all eight of our efforts, we got 34. Hahaha.
Some of the kids' responses were funny though. "Cry so that your father will get it for you." "Forget about the fruit, you don't really like guavas anyway." And of course, the clincher: "Sleep and dream you are eating the fruit."
Ah, so I'm still somewhat of a child. Yay. :)
***
Because apparently a lot of us are reading erm, descriptive lit since it's required. >_<
A sample from our KOM readings:
"Mahirap bang magkundoktora?" tanong ni Eddie Ilarde.
"Mahirap din po," sagot ng babae.
Kasi daw, buong araw kang nakatayo, pasigaw-sigaw. Saka madalas din daw na napapaaway ka sa makulit, mareklamo, madaya, o kaya'y mga pilyong pasahero.
Bakit naman pilyo, usisa ni Eddie Ilarde.
Sagot ng babae, "Paano po, lalo na kung siksikang-siksikan, mararamdaman mo na lamang, may mga lalaking 'nanunutok' sa iyo."
Hagalpakan ang mga tao. - Fanny A. Garcia, "Kung-doktora ay Walang Diploma"
Ako pa ang pinabasa niyan ni Sir >_< I really didn't understand it until after I read it. >_< Waaah, in this case I want to stay ignorant.
***
I loved Tuesday's Math 17 class. :)
Wala kasing prof eh :) :)
***
I do not like crunches. My abdominal muscles kill me. And I cannot eat afterwards. Or laugh. Or anything.
***
On Monday, Joan, Dingdong, Patrick, and I had a problem. Our lovely Kom papers apparently needed clear folders to protect them. However, we only realized we needed them after the stores had closed on Sunday (at least on my side). So at around 8:30 am we decided to look for an open store with clear folders. (Because if we waited for Rob to open - 10:00 am - we would have to make a mad dash to Pedro Gil - where the National Bookstore of Rob is - and then make another mad dash to Padre Faura - where our next class is. It's possible although at that time Rob is sort of high-traffic around the ground floor part.) Athena decided to tag along.
Since there is no Shopping Center in UP Manila (like UP Dil has) or COOP (like Pisay) we decided to go hit all the 24 hour shops on Padre Faura. Surely one of those shops would have clear folders.
Famous last words.
Dingdong: Alam ko may 7/11 dito eh. Nakita na namin ni Lorraine habang naghahanap kami ng Computer Shop (earlier futile attempt to find a Computer/DOTA shop on Faura).
Lorraine: Oo nga. Malayo nga lang. Meron kaya roon?
Others: Let's try!
So we walk and walk and walk and walk.
Patrick: Ang layo naman!
Lorraine: Alam ko dito sa side na ito yun! Malapit na iyan!
*walk walk walk*
Lorraine: Ang layo nga! >_<
Eventually we see the immortal green-white-red-7 sign and we go in. We made a beeline towards the sign saying "School Supplies."
Paper, pens, folders, envelopes, clear envelopes...
Yeah, no clear folders.
Athena: Kung desperado na kayo, edi igupit niyo yung clear envelope at idikit niyo sa folder...
Others: *look at Athena, horrified*
So Athena saw a Mercury Drug near our current location (7/11) so we decided to go there (as Athena said she had bought school supplies there before). However, before we crossed the street to get there, we saw this Watsons' store on our current street.
Me: Try kaya natin diyan...
Others: Meron kaya diyan?
Me: Ewan. Matagal pa naman oras natin eh. (Time check: around 8:50 am.)
*turn the corner, walk in*
*turns silent at the perfume/beauty products/girly stuff*
Me: Ok, wala ata dito. >_<
So we leave and go into Mercury Drug.
Guard: Halt! (or something like that) Ilagay ang mga bag dito!
Us: Maybe we can ask him if there are clear folders here...
Athena and Dingdong go near him and ask.
Guard shakes head.
We are sad.
We leave store.
Out on the sidewalk:
Me: Meron pa kaya tayong makikita kung lumakad pa tayo?
Joan/Patrick: Look, Baywalk na!
*everyone looks*
Dingdong: So lalakad pa tayo sa Baywalk para makakita ng clear folder?
*trudge trudge back*
Dingdong: Lorraine!
Me: What?
*self kills cockroach on road accidentally*
Dingdong: Athena! *points to dead squished cockroach*
Athena: *disgusted/sad noise*
Dingdong: Natapakan mo, Lorraine!
Me: Ah well.
*trudge trudge*
[across Rob, Padre Faura side]
Someone: Ok, anong gagawin natin?
Self and Patrick: Hungry.
Self: We can go to Pedro Gil, baka meron doong store. Or wait for National.
Patrick: Kain na tayo sa GAB!
*long decision making process wherein we look like tired refugees*
All: Pedro Gil na :)
*trudge through PGH*
*trudge through UPM*
*all see sign advertising COOP*
All: Gasp!
Self: Baka kaya parang Pisay iyan?
Joan and Dingdong: Let's check!
*Joan enters the room of supposed COOP and asks*
Joan: Wala, xerox lang ata.
*trudge trudge*
*walks on Pedro Gil*
*all sees National with open doors and a very happy-moving Exit sign*
All: Gasp!
Me: Dare we hope?
*enters, sees that there are hardly any people around*
Joan: Natetempt na ako magshopping!
*mass buying of clear folders*
And that ends the story of the Fellowship of the School Supplies. However, apparently Sir Kom required other things for the paper that we did not know, like title pages and the like. Bah.
Moral of the Story: Do not cram buying school supplies on the day they're needed. Also, National opens at 9:00 am!!!! Also, walang kwenta ang Watsons' sa school supplies!!!!
***
Everything seems less bad after a dreamless sleep.
Except STR (talks from experience).
And now, my Pisay-Intarmed classmates now torture me with old Research Manuals and stat-tests talk and give me even more nightmares of what was once my Monday-Double-Period-Good-Morning!
***
LadyMed practice is in full swing. (If you don't know, it's the competition between the College of Medicine batches wherein each batch dresses up a straight guy as a girl.) I am still disturbed by the sight of JF dancing with a guy. Anyway.
I am in the props division, which is headed by Athena. Since it's Athena who's heading it, you know the props are going to kick ass. :)
***
Someone asked me to analyze their handwriting. Someone who I thought was erm... never mind that.
How do you tell someone that his handwriting reveals that he's a Grade-A ultra-megapossiblysureball-has-disturbing-fantasies no-way-I'm-letting-you-near-my-future-children pervert/perverse person?
Maybe I should just gloss it over, say something else.
Sad part is, his perversion is expressed all over his handwriting style. It's so dominant. >_< It's like I've met the real-life version of Jiraiya, although not exactly as open about him.
Ok, never be alone with him. Thank you.
***
Ok, I've been talking to the Pisay-Intarmed people who read my lj and some people thought (for a moment) that my lie was true. >_< And that it was believable, if they didn't see me every day in Intarmed.
I'm sorry. I'm happy here. Honest. I'm not regretting not taking up Chem Eng. I'm not regretting anything except the fact that I still miss him.
However, I'm going to set something straight. It's true that the guy I love said those bad things. "He" is not my conscience/inner voice. That's the ugly truth, that the guy I love can say (and did say) such ugly things to anyone.
And maybe that's more despicable than any lie I can make up.
***
I am not going to give in and say "I'm sorry." I'm not going to let you say "I told you so," because there's still no truth in what you said. I don't believe we have a chance, ever even had one.
But I am going to tell you something, darling, since I still can't say truthfully that I don't love you anymore.
I miss you. Although I know what you're going to tell me when you see me again.
"You regret it, don't you? Intarmed?"
Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. It's not your business to know now, with what you've done to me, my heart, my life.
Regardless, I'm not going to take anything I said above back.
Prof: Ok. List down all the ways you can get a guava from a guava tree. Be creative.
Us: *list list*
Of course my list became ludicrous after a while.
1. use ladder
2. sungkit
3. wait for it to fall (ala Juan Tamad)
4. shake tree trunk/branches
5. cut down tree (here starts the violence)
6. stand on someone's shoulders
7. climb tree
8. use stick to hit fruit/branches
9. throw stone/thing at fruit/branch with fruit
10. stand on animal
11. hire/ask someone to pick it
12. shoot an arrow at fruit
13. cut down branch with fruit
14. jump on branch with fruit
15. uproot the tree
16. build a house next to the tree and use roof of house to reach fruit (>_<)
17. disintegrate stem/branch/tree using evil chemicals O.o
18. use fungi/vines to choke/coil around tree and kill it
19. culture a guava tree that is short
20. mutation - use radiation to mutate body to gain wings, superpowers, etc.
21. eat the tree
22. burn the tree
23. contain tree in controlled area and concentrate sound waves intense enough to destroy the tree // Everyone in class laughed at this. >_<
24. put a lightning rod on the tree // para sureball matatamaan siya ng lightning kapag may bagyo
I liked Bean's answer. He said "bring the tree with you to space, the tree will be weightless, then you can easily get the fruit."
Apparently if you are a group of children, you can get around 36 of these. If you're adults you think of around 20. Combining all eight of our efforts, we got 34. Hahaha.
Some of the kids' responses were funny though. "Cry so that your father will get it for you." "Forget about the fruit, you don't really like guavas anyway." And of course, the clincher: "Sleep and dream you are eating the fruit."
Ah, so I'm still somewhat of a child. Yay. :)
***
Because apparently a lot of us are reading erm, descriptive lit since it's required. >_<
A sample from our KOM readings:
"Mahirap bang magkundoktora?" tanong ni Eddie Ilarde.
"Mahirap din po," sagot ng babae.
Kasi daw, buong araw kang nakatayo, pasigaw-sigaw. Saka madalas din daw na napapaaway ka sa makulit, mareklamo, madaya, o kaya'y mga pilyong pasahero.
Bakit naman pilyo, usisa ni Eddie Ilarde.
Sagot ng babae, "Paano po, lalo na kung siksikang-siksikan, mararamdaman mo na lamang, may mga lalaking 'nanunutok' sa iyo."
Hagalpakan ang mga tao. - Fanny A. Garcia, "Kung-doktora ay Walang Diploma"
Ako pa ang pinabasa niyan ni Sir >_< I really didn't understand it until after I read it. >_< Waaah, in this case I want to stay ignorant.
***
I loved Tuesday's Math 17 class. :)
Wala kasing prof eh :) :)
***
I do not like crunches. My abdominal muscles kill me. And I cannot eat afterwards. Or laugh. Or anything.
***
On Monday, Joan, Dingdong, Patrick, and I had a problem. Our lovely Kom papers apparently needed clear folders to protect them. However, we only realized we needed them after the stores had closed on Sunday (at least on my side). So at around 8:30 am we decided to look for an open store with clear folders. (Because if we waited for Rob to open - 10:00 am - we would have to make a mad dash to Pedro Gil - where the National Bookstore of Rob is - and then make another mad dash to Padre Faura - where our next class is. It's possible although at that time Rob is sort of high-traffic around the ground floor part.) Athena decided to tag along.
Since there is no Shopping Center in UP Manila (like UP Dil has) or COOP (like Pisay) we decided to go hit all the 24 hour shops on Padre Faura. Surely one of those shops would have clear folders.
Famous last words.
Dingdong: Alam ko may 7/11 dito eh. Nakita na namin ni Lorraine habang naghahanap kami ng Computer Shop (earlier futile attempt to find a Computer/DOTA shop on Faura).
Lorraine: Oo nga. Malayo nga lang. Meron kaya roon?
Others: Let's try!
So we walk and walk and walk and walk.
Patrick: Ang layo naman!
Lorraine: Alam ko dito sa side na ito yun! Malapit na iyan!
*walk walk walk*
Lorraine: Ang layo nga! >_<
Eventually we see the immortal green-white-red-7 sign and we go in. We made a beeline towards the sign saying "School Supplies."
Paper, pens, folders, envelopes, clear envelopes...
Yeah, no clear folders.
Athena: Kung desperado na kayo, edi igupit niyo yung clear envelope at idikit niyo sa folder...
Others: *look at Athena, horrified*
So Athena saw a Mercury Drug near our current location (7/11) so we decided to go there (as Athena said she had bought school supplies there before). However, before we crossed the street to get there, we saw this Watsons' store on our current street.
Me: Try kaya natin diyan...
Others: Meron kaya diyan?
Me: Ewan. Matagal pa naman oras natin eh. (Time check: around 8:50 am.)
*turn the corner, walk in*
*turns silent at the perfume/beauty products/girly stuff*
Me: Ok, wala ata dito. >_<
So we leave and go into Mercury Drug.
Guard: Halt! (or something like that) Ilagay ang mga bag dito!
Us: Maybe we can ask him if there are clear folders here...
Athena and Dingdong go near him and ask.
Guard shakes head.
We are sad.
We leave store.
Out on the sidewalk:
Me: Meron pa kaya tayong makikita kung lumakad pa tayo?
Joan/Patrick: Look, Baywalk na!
*everyone looks*
Dingdong: So lalakad pa tayo sa Baywalk para makakita ng clear folder?
*trudge trudge back*
Dingdong: Lorraine!
Me: What?
*self kills cockroach on road accidentally*
Dingdong: Athena! *points to dead squished cockroach*
Athena: *disgusted/sad noise*
Dingdong: Natapakan mo, Lorraine!
Me: Ah well.
*trudge trudge*
[across Rob, Padre Faura side]
Someone: Ok, anong gagawin natin?
Self and Patrick: Hungry.
Self: We can go to Pedro Gil, baka meron doong store. Or wait for National.
Patrick: Kain na tayo sa GAB!
*long decision making process wherein we look like tired refugees*
All: Pedro Gil na :)
*trudge through PGH*
*trudge through UPM*
*all see sign advertising COOP*
All: Gasp!
Self: Baka kaya parang Pisay iyan?
Joan and Dingdong: Let's check!
*Joan enters the room of supposed COOP and asks*
Joan: Wala, xerox lang ata.
*trudge trudge*
*walks on Pedro Gil*
*all sees National with open doors and a very happy-moving Exit sign*
All: Gasp!
Me: Dare we hope?
*enters, sees that there are hardly any people around*
Joan: Natetempt na ako magshopping!
*mass buying of clear folders*
And that ends the story of the Fellowship of the School Supplies. However, apparently Sir Kom required other things for the paper that we did not know, like title pages and the like. Bah.
Moral of the Story: Do not cram buying school supplies on the day they're needed. Also, National opens at 9:00 am!!!! Also, walang kwenta ang Watsons' sa school supplies!!!!
***
Everything seems less bad after a dreamless sleep.
Except STR (talks from experience).
And now, my Pisay-Intarmed classmates now torture me with old Research Manuals and stat-tests talk and give me even more nightmares of what was once my Monday-Double-Period-Good-Morning!
***
LadyMed practice is in full swing. (If you don't know, it's the competition between the College of Medicine batches wherein each batch dresses up a straight guy as a girl.) I am still disturbed by the sight of JF dancing with a guy. Anyway.
I am in the props division, which is headed by Athena. Since it's Athena who's heading it, you know the props are going to kick ass. :)
***
Someone asked me to analyze their handwriting. Someone who I thought was erm... never mind that.
How do you tell someone that his handwriting reveals that he's a Grade-A ultra-mega
Maybe I should just gloss it over, say something else.
Sad part is, his perversion is expressed all over his handwriting style. It's so dominant. >_< It's like I've met the real-life version of Jiraiya, although not exactly as open about him.
Ok, never be alone with him. Thank you.
***
Ok, I've been talking to the Pisay-Intarmed people who read my lj and some people thought (for a moment) that my lie was true. >_< And that it was believable, if they didn't see me every day in Intarmed.
I'm sorry. I'm happy here. Honest. I'm not regretting not taking up Chem Eng. I'm not regretting anything except the fact that I still miss him.
However, I'm going to set something straight. It's true that the guy I love said those bad things. "He" is not my conscience/inner voice. That's the ugly truth, that the guy I love can say (and did say) such ugly things to anyone.
And maybe that's more despicable than any lie I can make up.
***
I am not going to give in and say "I'm sorry." I'm not going to let you say "I told you so," because there's still no truth in what you said. I don't believe we have a chance, ever even had one.
But I am going to tell you something, darling, since I still can't say truthfully that I don't love you anymore.
I miss you. Although I know what you're going to tell me when you see me again.
"You regret it, don't you? Intarmed?"
Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. It's not your business to know now, with what you've done to me, my heart, my life.
Regardless, I'm not going to take anything I said above back.
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Date: 2006-08-10 05:32 am (UTC)I can't believe people still tell you that you will regret Intarmed. I, for one, believe that you will be a kick-ass doctor. Kick-ass anything, even. As long as YOU think you will be a good doctor.
I remember you post a few weeks back about your CWTS that involves super-fast first aid lecture. Magkakaroon din kami ng ganyan sa PE ko.
Obviously wala kang blockmate na Graviton. Kung meron man, magkakasama kayong mag-iiyakan sa STR.
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Date: 2006-08-10 07:27 pm (UTC)Well, Joanne is my blockmate. I'm just the one usually around when JF, et. al. are in a tormenting mood. :(
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Date: 2006-08-11 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-08-10 11:57 am (UTC)omg. after 2.5 months or so... -_-''
as long as you know that you'll be a great doctor and love that profession when you start working, you won't regret getting into intarmed. :)
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Date: 2006-08-10 07:32 pm (UTC)Thanks, Angie :) :)
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Date: 2006-08-11 12:21 am (UTC)np. :)
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Date: 2006-08-10 01:39 pm (UTC)Lady Med? Ang cute naman :) Meron din niyan dito, Eng'g version: Ms. Eng'g - interdepartment beauty pageant sa December during the Eng'g Week. Marami ngang nagsasabing mas magaganda pa yung mga contestants sa Ms. Eng'g kaysa sa mga biological girls ng Eng'g eh!!
GoGoGo!!! Don't let that I-regret-pursuing-Intarmed get into your system!! Because I know you will be a great doctor someday ;)
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Date: 2006-08-10 07:37 pm (UTC)Wow, Ms. Eng'g. Cute :) :) I wonder if any Pisay person might be the next Ms. Eng'g... :) :) Pero ouch naman sa mga Eng'g girls yun... >_<
Thanks, Arvin :) :) I know you'll be a great engineer :) :)