love typhoons. XD
Aug. 6th, 2009 07:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This is what happens if all the LU2 students wish you luck with your dep ex. The dep ex gets cancelled. It meant riding the train home, which meant GETTING ON AT RECTO TERMINAL STATION.
And so for the first time in recent history I got a seat on the train. When I grow up I want to own the entire LRT system.
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So Terence wanted to know what would happen if he sprayed tear gas in an aircondotioned classroom, and guess what he did. We had to run out of the room, coughing like crazy. For a moment there I missed our beloved sili juice.
Tear gas is worse than sili juice, but that may only be because I was not involved in the preparation of.
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(Disclaimer: This is mishmash written in Philo, inspired by Sir Tius and political philosophy.)
Yes, when you enter politics, more often than not, you have to get your hands dirty. It isn't just politics, really. If you want to get something done on a large scale, if you want to change things, really change things, whether from the top or from the sidelines, you will sooner or later have to think in shades of grey, and compromise, and sometimes you will have to resort to means that will make you sick later on. And all you can do about it is hope like hell that the good you end up doing will outweigh the evil.
And there's the other thing about politics. If you know what needs to be done, you will also tend to shrink away from the duty, because, well, because you know what needs to be done.
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Ain't that true. being mad is the easiest thing in the world. I'm not speaking from experience here. Being mad means that you have no responsibilities whatsoever, not to the world, not to the future, not to yourself.
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Language, ladies and gentlemen, is what people make it to be, or use it as. It's dependent on who uses it, and it's a wonder how that small tidbit goes over the heads of teachers and dictionary-writers nationwide.
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We left the med caf out of courtesy to the older, more stressed students, and as if by agreement we all ended up in the GAB classroom we knew was unoccupied because that was where our math class was supposed to be, eating and studying and providig support for the much-reviled adage great minds think alike.
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If I spend tonight watching Yu-Gi-Oh: The Abridged Series blame Clint and Niko. Likewise if I fail to finish the NatSci exam before eleven.
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I think that when I am excited I am incapable of writing anything coherent. Yes, I get drunk on cancelled exams, train rides, and rain. No, I wasn't talking about being mad from experience. I really wasn't.
And so for the first time in recent history I got a seat on the train. When I grow up I want to own the entire LRT system.
---
So Terence wanted to know what would happen if he sprayed tear gas in an aircondotioned classroom, and guess what he did. We had to run out of the room, coughing like crazy. For a moment there I missed our beloved sili juice.
Tear gas is worse than sili juice, but that may only be because I was not involved in the preparation of.
---
(Disclaimer: This is mishmash written in Philo, inspired by Sir Tius and political philosophy.)
Yes, when you enter politics, more often than not, you have to get your hands dirty. It isn't just politics, really. If you want to get something done on a large scale, if you want to change things, really change things, whether from the top or from the sidelines, you will sooner or later have to think in shades of grey, and compromise, and sometimes you will have to resort to means that will make you sick later on. And all you can do about it is hope like hell that the good you end up doing will outweigh the evil.
And there's the other thing about politics. If you know what needs to be done, you will also tend to shrink away from the duty, because, well, because you know what needs to be done.
---
Ain't that true. being mad is the easiest thing in the world. I'm not speaking from experience here. Being mad means that you have no responsibilities whatsoever, not to the world, not to the future, not to yourself.
---
Language, ladies and gentlemen, is what people make it to be, or use it as. It's dependent on who uses it, and it's a wonder how that small tidbit goes over the heads of teachers and dictionary-writers nationwide.
---
We left the med caf out of courtesy to the older, more stressed students, and as if by agreement we all ended up in the GAB classroom we knew was unoccupied because that was where our math class was supposed to be, eating and studying and providig support for the much-reviled adage great minds think alike.
---
If I spend tonight watching Yu-Gi-Oh: The Abridged Series blame Clint and Niko. Likewise if I fail to finish the NatSci exam before eleven.
---
I think that when I am excited I am incapable of writing anything coherent. Yes, I get drunk on cancelled exams, train rides, and rain. No, I wasn't talking about being mad from experience. I really wasn't.