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levityIs this the semester of Dead Poets Society teachers?
That is in no way a negative thing.
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I actually left home earlier than what was required for class this morning to have my X-ray taken. It feels like a triumph.
And, and walking down Adriatico at nine in the morning this morning it wasn't traffic and I didn't get hit by a pedicab and there was a Krispy Kreme truck parked right outside the Robinsons Adriatico entrance and there were leaves being tossed around in the wind together with the trash. It smelled like the sea, and there were almost no people- almost no people for Manila would be the minute just before rush hour in Dagupan, but still. There was sunlight that was quiet, and sometimes I wonder that we don't just stop in the middle of streets and look. And it's not just streets, it's people, it's people talking to your class and doing things and feeling things and helping people, and sometimes the world is so damn beautiful it makes you stupid.
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Emotionally wrung out and not suicidal? Can only be a good thing. I kind of want to get things done now.
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Postscript: Shakhtar for the Champions League. And dear Azkals, what happened in Mongolia, never mind, malamig doon, just win next time, I have faith.
We have lingered in the chambers beneath the sea
With sea-girls wreathed in seaweeds red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
That is in no way a negative thing.
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I actually left home earlier than what was required for class this morning to have my X-ray taken. It feels like a triumph.
And, and walking down Adriatico at nine in the morning this morning it wasn't traffic and I didn't get hit by a pedicab and there was a Krispy Kreme truck parked right outside the Robinsons Adriatico entrance and there were leaves being tossed around in the wind together with the trash. It smelled like the sea, and there were almost no people- almost no people for Manila would be the minute just before rush hour in Dagupan, but still. There was sunlight that was quiet, and sometimes I wonder that we don't just stop in the middle of streets and look. And it's not just streets, it's people, it's people talking to your class and doing things and feeling things and helping people, and sometimes the world is so damn beautiful it makes you stupid.
---
Emotionally wrung out and not suicidal? Can only be a good thing. I kind of want to get things done now.
---
Postscript: Shakhtar for the Champions League. And dear Azkals, what happened in Mongolia, never mind, malamig doon, just win next time, I have faith.
We have lingered in the chambers beneath the sea
With sea-girls wreathed in seaweeds red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
