ABBY'S NTH BLOG!

I wore the Harry shirt last Friday and the Ravenclaw shirt around a week before that.

I won both of these shirts from theflapofrabdolph's tumblr giveaway! They're currently my favorite t-shirts because a) they're Harry Potter-themed, b) I've always wanted one but I was too cheap to buy then I got them for free, and c) they're sooooo comfy.

I should have a Supernatural-themed t-shirt printed or something

but I am apparently too nice to go bitch mode on my reporting partner.

I can't believe I'm watching this when I'm already running out of time for academic requirements.

Oh well, it's going to be worth it.

Ang hindi magmahal sa sariling wika ay higit pa sa hayop at malansang isda.

Last week during my Field Methods class (which is taught in Filipino), my American friend asked me to explain a lot of Filipino words to English. All I could do was shrug and say "Ano nga ba? (What is it [in English]?)" I relayed almost every question he asked to our other friend who sat by my other side. We managed to explain to him Filipino concepts he had a bit of trouble understanding.

That instance really got to me because I realized that after 15 years of education under curricula where English is usually used as the medium of teaching (except Filipino and some Social Science classes, I guess), I still haven't mastered the English language. What's worse is that I also realized that I haven't mastered my native tongue! Growing up to a culture where English is given importance academics-wise but makes you look like a snobbish bitch (who looks down on Filipino-speaking people when you use it to talk to them) just makes your head confused with what you're supposed to use. This is probably why Taglish was born. I don't think it's because Filipinos and Americans were trying to communicate with each other.

Something that I really wanted to do since I took a Sikolohiyang Pilipino (Filipino Psychology) class was to master the Filipino language, my mother tongue. I really think having not mastered it has affected how I have difficulties in grasping a lot of concepts or translating concepts into words. It's actually part of the reason why I wanted to actually use this blog. Maybe practice will make perfect. To practice my Filipino writing skills, though, would require a different blog. Awesome how I decide to go back to Posterous and I find out about this new spaces feature...

Okay back to the point. Which is... I forgot.

Dammit, I really thought I was going somewhere with this entry.

I guess I also need to get my attention span fixed or something, Hahaha!

If you know me well enough, you would know that part of the title is meant to be sung. LOL

Anyway, just posting again to mark my return on Posterous! :D

The Armida Siguion-Reyna gave a message as the guest of honor in the College of Mass Communication today in UP-Diliman. And she “recited” Mga Bilin at Tagubilin (not sure about the title though; and the quotation marks because it was played from her Pop Lola CD. Hihi). It was inspiring. I want a copy of that piece. Or maybe of the whole CD. Hmm.

#Rambling

He put his left hand on my shoulder and held my right hand with his. I froze. I froze in the hopes that he’d forget where his hands were. Maybe if he forgot, we could stay that way forever. But it didn’t. Yet almost ten hours have passed and that moment just won’t fade in my head. Or when he told me about his mom. Or that other time he had his arm around me. Or when I couldn’t stop laughing at his stupid joke. Or when I turned and caught his eye on me.

Saw this in my drafts just now. How incredibly kadiri was I six months ago? :))

A memory from high school comes to mind.

Our third year physics teacher was also teaching in some sort of teaching hospital in Manila (and I was like Oh. They teach pala) . He handled a physics class for nursing students, I think. Since we didn't have anything to do, he asked if it would be alright for us to check the finals this class just took. We were okay with it and he distributed the questionnaires.

THEIR FINAL EXAM QUESTIONS WERE OUR DISCUSSION EXAMPLES. THEY WEREN'T EVEN FOR QUIZZES OR SEATWORKS. SERIOUSLY.

The students barely passed the exam.

Our class felt so much smarter. Fifth section kami sa batch eh, pero feel na feel namin yung moment.

MOM: Are you watching this? *points to TV, Phineas and Ferb is showing*

ELMO: *nods*

MOM: But it’s not good!

ME: *GLARES AT MOM*

I WAS WATCHING THAT, NOT THE KID. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

Pero alam mo rin na kapag pina-explain sa’yo, mabblanko ka nalang? Sobrang ganun feeling ko ngayon. Ampangit sa pakiramdam. Kung pwede lang iluwa, gagawin ko (kasama ng filling ng donut na ’to na sa sobrang dami, feeling ko enough na para maging obese ako).

I’m reading (or trying to read, rather) this classic psychological study on the attitudinal effects of mere exposure. It’s actually very interesting except that my brain is just oh-so-tired from studying, trying to fulfill class requirements, and cramming! Sigh. Life was so much easier when I didn’t give a shit about acads.

But now that I’ve actually applied something I learned from my Psych140 (Learning. Teehee. And note the singularity of the article A. Teehee again), I know that I can’t escape the wrath of acads. Sabi nga ni Dr. Decenteceo, follow LFB with HFB (or not. I’m not sure haha, na-grasp ko lang yung concept pero di ko kabisado SORRY NA).

And no, I can’t elaborate because I have to get back to reading this asdfghkl article (and two moreUUUGGH)