Back in my college days in UP, when a classmate or a friend labels you jokingly as a “school girl”, it means that you were too focused on your studies that you almost don’t have a social life anymore. I had been called as such several times primarily because even though I was active in dormitory activities, I didn’t have any organizations. During my free time I was either found in the library or the dormitory.
I felt sad when I was called as such back then because I thought being focused on my studies was actually never a negative thing. Also, I had my reasons for not joining any campus organizations. I was a working student and just balancing work and studies was already difficult.
Looking the world at eye level means taking things at is. On the other hand, looking up means discovering new perspectives, aiming for the intangible and fostering imaginations of what could be beyond the usual veil of blue we see. It pays off to look up every once in a while.
This picture was taken in Matukad Island, Caramoan. I wanted a different perspective of the cliff so I lied on the sand and took a picture of it.
How do you define home? Or when can you tell when a place has turned into a home?
I hardly stay in one place. The place where I was born is different from where I grew up. I studied elementary, high school and college in three different places. And now that I am working, I am staying in a different place again. I’ve lived for almost 12 years on my own now and I hardly feel homesick anymore. But then I thought… when I’m homesick, which home am I referring to?
Naga City saw me as the traveling toddler. While my memories on this aspects of my life are very vague, Naga reminds of how I developed my love for traveling and mingling with people.
Iriga City saw me take my first steps in discovering my dreams. I spent my formative years in Iriga City and it is the place I literally call my hometown.
Pisay saw me break my backbone and re-establish it. It is where I realized that there is a larger world beyond the one I already knew and there are lot of people of who are better than me. Despite all the hard experiences in Pisay, it is one of the most significant ‘homes’ because it is where I met the people I now call “friends for life”.
UP. If Pisay was a world outside of my world, UP is the universe outside of those two worlds. If in Pisay I discovered there a lot of people who was better than me, in UP I discovered I was just another human being–unless I make a difference I can call my own. I hardly know anyone there now that I’ve already graduated but every time I step on UP ground there is a familiar feeling of “Yes. I’m back. UP, can you see me?”. There’s an unspoken sense of familiarity among people who don’t even know each other.
Paranaque, Paranaque is a unique case. Can I call it home already? I don’t think so. Right now, it just serves as place where I can sleep right after work. And while I feel that I am in a stage where I feel closest to myself, I still feel so lost and Paranaque doesn’t provide the kind of solace I feel in my so- called homes.
So what’s in a home? I guess it’s the sense of familiarity and warmth that a place evokes in you. That sense can come from people such as family and friends whom you can always go back to. It could also simply come from memories of how a place had once been a significant part of your life.
P. S. I actually wrote this way back in June 2011 but somehow I never posted this. When I saw this week’s theme, I said to myself, “Ah, the time has come”. Sorry for the outburst of words and the lack of pictures but I feel I have expressed myself better by posting this.
Check out what home means to other people at Daily Post .
This picture has a very special place in my heart. This was the picture that our Chemistry batch submitted for the UP College of Science 2009 yearbook. But aside from the fact the these people are of my amazing four-year stay in UP Diliman, I like this picture more because of what it represents: color. The concept we had for this pictorial is literally nerdy: There is so many elements in the periodic table. When combined with other elements, the products are compounds of all sorts of color. Compounds of transition metals are the most beautiful ones because they form compounds of bright colors. In short, Chemistry is not a boring science. It is essentially, full of colors.
But more than Chemistry itself, what “color” connotes transcend to me, to the people in the picture, to our stay in UP and to life in general. There’s so much that life has to offer. There’s so much to see. There’s so much to experience. Essentially, there should be no room for boredom. Our life for now may be limited to a certain area or if you’re lucky you can be the type to who gets to travel to new places. Either way, the way our life turns out to be is a product of how we choose to live it. If you dwell in negativity, pretty much your surroundings will also treat you negatively.
I woke up today to a sad news that part of the UPD Institute of Chemistry (IC) is now turned to ashes. A lot of things immediately flashed on my mind: the people who could be doing labwork during the fire, the equipments, the glasswares, the possibility of an explosion to due to a gas leak, cancellation of classes, and so on and so forth. This is definitely a big loss to the science community of UP Diliman. Continue reading “So Long, Pav II”→
My arms and legs are aching but the pain is all worth it! I had so much fun the whole day! It was our block’s Christmas party. I got 2 pairs of super cute earring from Shang. Thanks a lot Shang. Beskid was so kind to bring his Wii. And we all played! I had a heck of fun. We played for almost five hours!
After the Wii addiction, we went watch the lantern parade. There were a lot of people. There were reps from all the campuses. I was also able to meet some Pisay schoolmates like Shiela and Robert. ^^ Lantern parade… Pero panalo si Arriza! Walang tatapat! Ahahah! Go Chem! Sadly, I wasn’t able to the watch the UP Pep perform. It was my first time not seeing them perform in a lantern parade. I only saw the top of pyramid formation. T_T At around 6 pm, Eloi and I parted ways. I went with the rest of my blockmates and she went with Abi and Ate Dy. I’m so glad I didn’t went with them.I had so much fun with Brianne, Sheila, Kay, and Madam. Thanks guys! ^^ It was my first time to bond with them in a non-academic way. And it was also Sheila and Madam’s first time to watch a firework display. I love the fireworks! I am so in love with UP!
Thanks my dear blockmates! I had so much fun with you guys. Chem is love! 😛
One of the best things that I experienced as a UP student is being able to meet a lot people and also the chance encounters with people I look up to. These past two days have reminded me again of how lucky and privileged I am being in this school.
Sunday. Ever since my freshman days, I try to attend the mass at 11 AM which is officiated by Fr. Jayboy Gonzales. He is a Jesuit and also hails from Bicol. Father doesn’t know me personally but he has been a very vital person in my UP life. He is very good at what he does. What I like about him is that he knows how to reach out to students. His sermons focuses more on the issue of being a person living the Way of God rather than talking always about God. I like his approach for it makes me easier to relate and be able to appreciate the blessings in life. Father’s sermons have also helped in making my relationship with my family better.
Yesterda he talked about talents as the gospel was about the parable of talents. He said asked whom of us have talents? He was surprised that only a few people raised their hands. I raised mine for I believe God gave me talents. He said that all of us talents. Some of us are just lucky to discover it early and life and are able to develop it. I agree. A lot of people are too consumed in self-pity. In a way or too, I believe we are good at something. We aren’t born excellent at anything. It is up to us develop our strenghts. And as Father have said, we should not wait for a very “big inspiration” to start doing something for it maybe too late before we know it. Very well said.
Monday. Just this afternoon I attended a seminar where science professionals from the National Academy of Science and Technology talked. Again, I am very privileged to be able to attend the seminar and listen to the pillars of Philippines S and T. The focus of the talks were about mentoring, what makes a good mentor, and how a mentor-student relationship should be. Issues on legalities of publishing were also tackled. In summary, it was a talk that will help the students give a view of to the scientific community and what are the do’s and dont’s. I was really awed by the achievements of the speakers but what amazed me the most was the humble way they present themselves. As what I have said from my previous entry, we are indeed no different from each other no matter how far we have reached.
Dr. Amador (I forgot his last name) said that the greatest mentors are our peers… the people we talk to, play with.. and what have you. He even cited that these people may come from high school peers, i.e. PSHS, the time where we actually develop very strong ties. I agree in some way. I believe in the stronger saying that experience is the best teacher. But true indeed, the support and strength that I need come from fa miles and friends. In my 19 years and somethings months of living, the knowledge that has proven to me most useful still came from my parents and academic teachers. But again… moments with people my age and have same views have proven to be vital of shaping who I am today.
I thank God for such moments, happenings, and insights. It fuels my passion to learn and pursue living and dreaming. Dream big as what my mentors say. There is nothing wrong with that. And as they say, people who have no dreams have less.