Tingnan mo nga naman. Sa linggong magaayos ng thesis, nakuha ko pang tumambay muna sa baywalk.

Tsk, tsk. Ganyan talaga mga pabaya. Eh mas lalo naman itong isa. Malapit na exam week, nakuha pang magpapictorial sa taas ng isang building sa Makati. Aba, mas maluho.

Heheheheheee.

Iyan ang nagagawa ng tingin ko’y dulot ng post-thesis defense blues. Yung tipong di ka makatulog dahil hindi mo alam kung saang parte nga ba kayo nagkamali (nung una pa lang siguro na inisip naming gusto naming magkathesis) at hindi mo mo mapigilang isipin ito ng isipin…at para maialis ito sa utak mo ng panandalian, eh nag photoshop ka na lang.

Oo, iyan yung mga pinagkunan. hehe. Yung backgrounds, kuha ni Mark yan.

Nga pala, major revisions kami. *slaps head on the computer desk table and weeps*

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A professor was saying something about how one of the many ingenuities of Filipinos extends to our amazing ability of adaptation. According to her, it just shows that Filipinos are flexible: confine them to America for two months and you’ll immediately hear a twang on the tongue.

I don’t believe that’s talent. Neither is that something you can call ingenious.

First of all, biologically speaking, Filipinos are not born with an inherent ability to adapt to other people’s languages. We are, along with other innocent babies of different nationalities, all born with nearly the same abilities; if there may be something you can classify as superior, I refuse to believe it would because of racial causes, except for the skin and other DNA components.

Secondly, I believe that the case of adaptation to other countries/culture is NOT a case of ingenuity. It is in truth a sad reality that it may be because of the huge desire, if not influence, for most Filipinos to want to be classified or even identified as anything other than a Filipino. Because of the low self esteem of our countrymen at the same time the way a Filipino/Philippines is viewed, you cannot fully expect anyone to be oh so proud of his or her own country. Just recently, there’s a news about a dictionary having included the term “Filipina” on their line-up of vocabulary terms, but it meant something to the effect of “domestic helper” or “prostitutes.”

I am not saying though that this is applicable to everyone. But to the others, this may be the case. This point can also be attributed to the manic case of American consumerism in this country, where everyone just wanted branded materials not for the sake of quality but only because of the idea of having something “stateside.” As Filipinos have long looked up to Americans as heroes or idols, the influence on everything is tremendous, that maybe even our standards are gauged on if it’s good enough to compete with America’s outputs.

Therefore, a good slang = being almost like an American = being good enough.

But sadly, it may also equate to almost like an American = being good enough = being Filipino not obvious anymore.

I wasn’t able to raise this up on the discussion, but my classmate and I were talking about this while in class. We were just in this I-don’t-want-to-be-involved-with-the-class-discussion-but-we-want-our-own-discussions phase.

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I po-post ko na nga rin pala ito. Nakatambay lang sa photobucket account ko, eh.

Ang haba na pala ng pinagdaanan (ng buhok) ko.

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LSS: Freshmen by Verve Pipe. Found out if you twiddle with the lyrics, it might be applicable to us (although the song’s about abortion, so…)

“For the life of me, I cannot remember…what made us think that we were wise and we’d never compromise. For the life of me, I cannot believe we’d ever die for our sins, we were merely GRADUATING.”

Sorry. Korni, alam ko. *laughs stupidly*