tomorrow is our permanent address

Hooray for evacuation. Writing this lying down on Allen's bed, and dear goodness the storm. I can see Manila Bay from here. It is grey and raging with its definitely-faster-than-overnight transformation from symbol of pollution and nice sunsets to sea spray and wave motion, second-year kinematics lessons in action. Annoyingly I cannot write but dear goodness the storm. Crossing Pedro Gil with flood current swirling around our legs and the wind screaming and you can feel how easy it is to drown in that power, only hopefully not literally. We none of us fear anything more serious than the inconvenience of a flooded apartment, thankfully, but that's not an easy thing to remember when you're out there, rain and wind and flood wild with raw energy.

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Our apartment is kind of flooded in mud, and before that it was kind of flooded in flood, and what we're worried about is whether or not any of us have playing cards. Allison is trouncing Orven at Word Factory and Adrian Sampang has still not stopped playing the guitar and they're acting more at home in Allen's condo than I feel and I love them all so much.

So the Department of Trade and Industry has decided to enforce ceilings on the prices of car repairs, construction materials, rice, bread, canned goods, and funeral services.

This should not be funny.

So the water has gone down and we are being refugees for the moment and one day doesn't seem like a long time unless floods are two stair steps away from the second floor of your house for most of it.

Of course, when there are floods, there is the:

USC ALERT- From chancy- classes and office work suspended Monday, including LU6 med.

History 5 seems like an odd thing to worry about, especially when twenty-four hours ago your front gate was underwater, but it's still one less thing to worry about.

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And of course, when there are floods, there will always be relief projects by UPM students:


What  A Relief
They need your help.

Clothes, water, medicines, canned goods, soap, money... you name it, we can use it.

Please leave your donations at the MSU 2nd Floor starting TODAY.
For cash donations text Tonicci at 09323055108.

Let's pray for the country, for the people affected, and for each other.
Be safe.

UP Medicine Student Council

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Thing about the Philippines is that its people know how to survive. It's called adaptation. This is crazy, but it's survivable. We are that good.

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.