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While most people say their high school memories are their dearest, I remember my college years more fondly.
I started living on my own and began spreading my wings, so to speak. I found out that the world was so much bigger and that I had barely seen even a speck of it.
I was taught by the best, who remain my measuring sticks to this day. I found myself being around people I could connect with, who encouraged my individuality, and pushed me and inspired me all at the same time. I felt I belonged from the day I first set foot on the campus. I found my home.
I can say going to Diliman was the best decision I ever made. The university shaped me more than words can ever describe. I hope that someday, I can give back to it and make it proud of me.
Happy Centennial, University of the Philippines!
P.S.
I tried making a slideshow of my college photos, but Multiply and Photobucket are not with me on the idea. I fail. That photo of the Oblation should do for now. 
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My birthday started with a bang, and this is not a tall tale. There was noise in the house so loud I was awakened from my sleep, considering that I don’t even hear two alarm clocks ringing simultaneously on normal days.
I thought it was very sweet of my housemates to throw me a surprise party at 7 a.m., so I dragged myself out of bed at that ungodly hour and went downstairs to tell them I appreciate their efforts but would rather just sleep.
It turned out there was an uproar in the house. One of my housemates, who was about to be married this month, was crying her eyes out while her boyfriend (and his balls) shrunk in front of very angry women. The boyfriend had come to the house so early in the morning after finding out that my housemate was breaking up with him. The guy, who was so used to hitting her he forgot that he wasn’t in his territory, hit her for all the neighbors to see.
When the queen mother of the Order of the Old House on Kamuning Street found out, the guy saw the end to his machismo. I’m sure he would never again come within 100 meters from our street.
After the guy was out the door and all was settled, I went back to my room to continue my beauty sleep. That was when I saw this little thing sitting on my study table.
She was all wrapped in pretty paper, of course. She came with a note that said her name should be Cluckee. Why my abnormal (above-normal) housemate Cathleen chose to give a stuffed clock to a sleepyhead is beyond me. 
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Today is my birthday. At this time last year I was on a road trip from Kentucky to New York to Washington, D.C. My friends and I welcomed May 28 at an inn in Baltimore, Maryland, before moving on to spend the day in Washington, D.C.
It was Memorial Day and we were in the capital city, so I got to witness all the holiday hullabaloo. Patriotism was thick in the air, there was a parade, and there were booths and goods everywhere.
This year the midnight is rather uneventful. While waiting for the rain to stop so I could go out and grab something to eat (I live in a part of the city that never sleeps), I was blog-hopping when I realized that it is May 28 already. I realize it’s too late now to go out, I am starved, and the only person with me is my roommate, who has fallen asleep. Kamusta naman.
So in an effort to come up with something profound and thought-provoking (because, after all, I am supposed to turn a year wiser) on this milestone of my history, I dug my archives to check my old birthday entries. Here are the ones I found for 2004, 2005, and 2006. I can’t find the one I wrote for 2007, or maybe I did not write one. Be warned that I was just kid when I wrote those entries. I pray to the high heavens that you notice at least a slight improvement in my wisdom through the years, otherwise I am a total failure as a citizen.
I better sleep. I have a long day ahead. Maybe I’ll have the inspiration for that thought-provoking birthday post after the parties are over.
