Friday, June 10, 2005
officially bluei felt so weird singing and raising my arms for the ateneo alma mater. i didn't know any of the words and whenever i raise my fists in the air, there's always the compulsion [after 12 years of constant allegiance] to sing "hail, hail alma mater, hail to DE LA SALLE..." but no. not anymore. it's "win or lose, it's the school we choose." and it's freaking me out.
my blockmates from both blocks seem like a fun bunch. it's really cool cuz here is a group of individuals who, intitially, have absolutely nothing [except the label "atenean"] in common, and yet they all get along great. looking forward to getting to know these people really well. after all, i'm gonna be stuck with them for a while. hahaha.
OrSem was fun [if not utterly exhausting]. someone actually fainted due to all the stress of the tours, the "MOB-ing" [ateneo term. short for MOBilize.], and the forced trait of being social even though you're sooo exhausted and restless and rearing to sit down or lie down alone. you HAVE to socialize. if you don't, you won't survive. but it's all good. it's still a lot of fun. kind of like anything else. you gotta give something to get something back in return. hopefully, with the energy and stress you give up, you gain friendships and that "ATENEO FEEL" of things, which apparently, i haven't gotten yet.
i'm semi-excited for school to start on tuesday. take note,
semi. i guess i'm just shit-scared of the unknown that's ahead of me. kind of like being in a crappy teen suspense film. being one of the stupid stereo-typical characters. and seeing the ending and knowing that your dumb teenybopper character is going to survive [via deus ex machina], but is still gonna be chased around and molested by an even dumber psycho killer wearing a mask. yeah. we all know we're gonna survive, or at least we believe we will. but we also all know that we're gonna pass through fire and death just to escape that ever-diligent psycho killer. and that psycho killer's secret identity [pom pom pom] is actually ourselves. yeah, we're the only ones stopping ourselves from surviving a bloody, inhumane death. hmmm, sounding a bit preachy already. better stop.
island in the sunwell, i've already turned my back on it. i've faced it. summer's now just a distant memory. and there's no use looking back cuz it's happened already and it's never gonna happen again. and besides, looking back'll only give you the feeling of longing for happiness, regret for mistakes, and sadness for pain and suffering, not to mention a stiff neck. time to move on. i'm in college now and it's beginning to sink in.
the adventure ended at 10:13 PM
