29th Blog

I realize that the end of my summer classes is getting near and I didn't even got the chance to write about its beginning. ;)

Before classes began, I could have sworn I was complaining, no, whining about how my summer was about to go down the drain. Just imagine how painful it is to think about your chance to rest after a 28.5-unit semester being taken away from you. Parang alarm clock habang nagsisimula ka pa lang mahimbing. Parang hinablutan ka ng chocolate habang pakagat ka pa lang. :P

We were set to take two subjects this summer, Statistics and Life and Works of Rizal. Six hours a day, five days a week. Just add the very ideal schedule of 12pm to 6pm, and voila, bye leisure time. ;)

Or so I thought.

Math 101's a pretty toxic subject, but then, it was the only math that would allow you to leave the room after an exam with a light heart. And though others may think otherwise, I consider myself lucky with both our instructors, Prof. Sumalapao and Miss Bastero. I did not have a single boring class with them. ;)

My very, uhm, interesting P.I. teacher, Prof. Peewee (hehe) also managed to add color to the summer classes (despite the fact that half of the time he's not there, the other half I was sleeping during lecture). His interesting lessons regarding spirituality, his interesting Amante jokes and his very interesting stories about his psychic powers are the things you have to endure every homily. But it wasn't that bad, I, after all, managed to have about 5 lines in my notebook filled with real stuff about Rizal. (good for me! hehe.)

Topping my reasons-why-summer-classes-isn't-so-bad-after-all list is that it gave us the chance to visit out of the ordinary places. First on the list would be Beata Sta. Lucia, with its appealing lights-and-sound feature. For a museum, it was actually quite cool and was worth waiting an hour for. :) The best part of that trip was walking (and getting a bit lost), with tired feet and empty stomachs, alongside Joanne and Pat inside the walls of Intramuros. :) The second, and probably the best place that we went to is Quezon. At the outset, we checked out two of the Rizalistas' houses of worship. Afterwards, we climbed up Mt. Banahaw dry and went down soaking wet, after getting bruises in our escape out of an undersized cave, getting drenched initially under the rain and taking a dip at the pool of a waterfalls. :) Although this trip caused me to have a 24-hour flu, it's still one of my best Imed experiences ever. :)

Flanking these experiences, I was also able to join a tournament, wear bowling shoes with my high school barkada, finish two books I’ve been wanting to read, blow candles at Eunice’s birthday with new OrCom friends, stay up late watching dvd’s, watch movies with my little angels from Pampanga and say things I’ve been meaning, longing to say. :)

No, I actually did not have a dreary summer. :P
And to think, it really isn’t over yet. ;)

*done blabbing.