The Perks of Being a College Irregular Student

Jecon. 18. Struggling Political Science student. Soon-to-be a Filipino major. Anlayo lang sa 'jeconomics' kong username, di ba?

Problema ng karamihan ngayon sa’min, lalung-lalo na sa mga katulad kong shiftee, binigyan na kami ng pagkakataon para sa magsulat dahil sa ito ang pangunahing rason ng aming ‘pag-aaral.’ Ngunit kahit sa ganitong pangyayari, limitado at pili lamang ang mga bagay na puwede naming isulat. Gusto kong magsulat tungkol sa ganitong bagay, pero ang kailangan kong isulat ay iba. 

Bukas, sa ika-9 ng umaga, magkakaroon po ng pistang protesta ang Tanggol Wika. Magkita-kita tayo sa Philippine Normal University. Mula doon ay maglalakad tayo papuntang Mendiola at magkakaroon ng mga programang kultural. 

Tara! Ipagtanggol at isulong ang Wikang Filipino at makabayang edukasyon!

You could’ve just said ‘no’ if you didn’t want to do it. I’m just a random stranger, right? 

Tears of regret
Pour from my smiling face
Because the summer streets are so bright

Instead of saying goodbye
We give a small nod
And start walking away

ugly:

why am i single wtf

I say the most arrogant and stupid stuff when things get emotional. I’m sorry.

I’ll remember this summer for the rest of my life.
You are the radiance of summer itself.
You shine with dignity.
I can only imagine how glorious beauty will continue to blossom. 
I’m really looking forward to it! I really am.

His Illustrious Highness Count Anton of Faber-Castell has wed Kate Stahl (now Countess of Faber-Castell) today. Seen in the wedding were the heads of the branches of the House of Castell Their Illustrious Highness Ferdinand, The Count of Castell-Ruedenhausen and Albrecht, Count of Castell-Castell and almost everyone from the families as well. The question is why didn’t His Illustrious Highness Patrick-Alexander, The Count of Faber-Castell attend the wedding? Busy with family’s businesses, perhaps? 

Kahibaw ko di ka mutagad
ning simpleng magbabalak
apan awit ra gyud
ang akong mahalad

Ako nang gihatag nimo
akong kasing-kasing
Ikaw na ang bahala sa 
pagtipig ug pag-amping
ug
hugti ang pagtuo nga dili ko mobiya
sa kasadya’g kabalaka
kanunay kang may kasangga

Three years have passed since I saw your face.
I wonder if I come to you at night, in dreams, and the day, as memories.
Do I haunt your hours the way you haunted mine?
If we have souls, they are made of the love we share.
Undimmed by time.
Unbound by death.