- Larry Krammer.
- Larry Krammer.
after several weeks of hiatus, i'm breathing life to this blog again. i've been wanting to update before, but my schedule wouldn't just allow me to do so. oh well, here are some updates about my life so far in the land of the bottoms.
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for those who don't know, i'm here in singapore right now doing my graduate studies at the national university of singapore. i'm doing an ma by research under the southeast asian studies programme. my current research is about the emergence and development of the gay and lesbian social movement in the philippines (a continuation of my undergraduate thesis) and i'm being supervised by dr. irving johnson. i know that there's still a possibility that my research will change in the future, but definitely, it will be about contentious politics in southeast asia, gender politics, or state/nation-state-formation.
as of the moment, i'm taking two major modules, an english class and one tutorial group. the first module i'm taking under our department is about the varieties of state (formation) in southeast asia. i know that i'm still lost, because of my ignorance on the existing southeast asian literature. (yes, i couldn't believe that i've never heard of hall, furnivall, o'walter, and the other southeast asian scholars before -- and i'm now regreting the fact that i never had the initiative to know these people before) however, this doesn't mean that i'm totally dreading this class. on the contrary, i'm actually enjoying it. i'm learning a new set of geeky things, which has allowed me to channel the training i had in political science to a more grounded and defined scope of area studies. like right now, i'm doing this research on the human security act of 2007 using the theoretical framwork of state coercion by tilly. moreover, this module has a very brilliant professor who never fails to remind me that i'm not in the undergraduate level anymore. he has this way of always making me think beyond the level of engagement i used to have in college -- he even sees to it that i've read the assigned readings (although i'm usually guilty of not properly engaging these texts, because i'm just too lazy) for the week. besides, who wouldn't be amazed that your professor was a former student of benedict anderson, right? yes, this is geekines already.
the second module, on the other hand, is under the political science department. (i had to ask permission from my supervisor during the enlistment if i can take this module, because it's being offered by another department...) it's called state and society and it focuses on the different interactions about the state and society, and at the same time the different effects of these interactions. this module is offered by a professor, who used to be a student of joel migdal. (yes, this is too much geekiness) anyway, i think that this is the class i'm most comforable with, because it's my turf. it's under political science and ever since third year college, i've been working on state-society relationships, especially when i was doing my undergraduate thesis. with regard to its gravity, i think that this would have to be the heaviest module this semester. we're required to read one book per week and write a commentary about it, which should be submitted the day before the class. (this is because the commentaries will be the guide questions for the discussion of the class) some of the books are around 200 pages, while the others are almost 400. of course, you would have to look at other works as well, especially in doing those weekly commentaries. that's why i usually end up reading two books per week for this module. but then again, this is just a normal norm in the graduate school, so who am i to complain? oh, i'm assigned to report on the work of james scott entitled, "seeing like a state: how certain schemes to improve the human condition have failed." in a nutshell, it explains how the simplification of managing the lives of people by state is doomed at the very first place. let's see if i can infuse the whole idea of governmentality in the discussion.
then, i'm also doing this english class for non-native speakers, which is being handled by this nice and supportive lecturer.
of course, i'm also doing my share in the department by doing tutorials. [1] i'm currently handling one group under the exposure module entitled, "southeast asia: a changing region." [2] the group has 25 students and most of them come from different courses -- from economics to music. i meet them during the odd weeks of the semester and discuss to them the different topics assigned to each tutorial week. i also give tests and marks for the students under my tutorial group.
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life has been interesting so far (except for that week where i had a series of unfortunate events[3]). living an independent life has allowed me to do things i've never experienced doing in manila.
first on the list is the fact that i now know how to commute. the moment my family left me here, i've been using the public transport system of singapore -- except for those instances where there are no more buses and trains and when i'm late for school already. of course, it took me a long time (and i'm still learning through the help of my friends here) to learn how to use the public transport system -- and i'm blaming my parents and myself for not learning it in manila. but right now, i (think that) i'm more used to it already. i mean, commuting has become part of my life here. i take a bus (or two buses -- depends if i want to walk or not) going to school and back home, or the train if i want to go to the city proper or wherever i feel like going to. i would even run sometimes just to catch the bus or train at the stations. but, of course, there would still be some moments when the impish-spoiled-me would resurface and wish that my car or the driver will be here to bring me to wherever i want to go to. however, reality would also slap me there and then and remind me that it isn't possible -- forcing me to drag myself to the bus or train station and stop wishing about impossible things.
i also now know how do to household chores by myself. i've been washing my clothes and cleaning my room since i moved to my new place. i would usually wash my clothes every wednesday night and saturday afternoon, buy things from the grocery store every other week, and clean my place every sunday afternoon. but what's amazing about all of these things is that i've learned not to complain about them. i haven't seen myself whine about the fact that i'd have to do laundry when i get home from school, or go to the grocery even if i'm so tired already. i just couldn't believe that i've allowed myself to become 'domesticated' without cursing the world. oh well, that's probably what you get when it's your own decision that brought you to such state.
last, but definitely not the least, is the fact that i now know how to budget my money. when i was still i manila, i would usually go beyond my allowance and end up using the extension cards that i have. but here, i've learned to be more conscious with the things i buy and their respective prices. i'm not an impulsive shopper anymore. instead, i would just buy the things that i need. i would even take a look at the price (tag) of the things/food that i want before ordering them -- that's how practical (or frugal) i've become. of course, i can't afford to have an expensive lifestyle here. i'm mainly relying on my scholarship allowance, because i promised myself not to ask money from my parents for anything. that's why i'm forced to change my lifestyle -- no more daily and evening drinks from starbucks, weekly clubbing, impulsive shopping spree, and others -- making it more suited for my humble income.
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living in a foreign land is lonely and difficult. you'd have to live by yourself most of the time and adjust in a new set of norms, culture, and environment. that's why i'm just grateful that i met new (and old) companions in the city.
basically, i hang around with different sets of people. i have my atenean friends -- my go to people whenever i want to escape from school or be a spoiled kid once again. we go out every friday night (hence, the nickname: friday club) and try different restaurants, bars, and (in)famous places around this city-state-like country. each 'activity' is headed by a person in the group. s/he should research about the place first, so that we'll know what to do in that place. anyway, so far, we've been to each other's place for sleepover and barbecue sessions, we've also watched several movies and plays together, went to the redlight district of singapore, the (in)famous tanjong pagar clubs, nus-tour, house parties, etc. at the same time, we also have a list of things to do next like going to this "old" village in singapore, changi boardwalk, bintan island, and others. they're well-prepared, but "crazily" executed. well, this is what you get from a group of spoiled kids from manila trying a new life here in singapore.
then, i have my peers from our deparment. this particular group is probably the most hetereogenous of them all -- different cultures, gender, age, etc. some of them are already in their early 30's ,while some are in their late 20's. most of us are from the philippines (surprise!), while others are from malaysia, indonesia, thailand, singapore, and even from the states and italy. anyway, this has also been the group i'm usually with most of the time since school started. we would usually hang-out in our graduate room or the cafeteria, while making fun of each other and talking about our frustrations and dreams in the academe. we would go out as a group and have a drink in holland village or a late-night ice cream session in pukka ice cream parlor at the back of our school. we would even consult each other about things we should do here in singapore whenever we're bored and don't feel like studying our lessons. then, we also have our own way of supporting each other during our down moments -- just like when i had my worst week so far.
and of course, i also have friends who i can't classify under one grouping. usually, these are the people i met through another friend, other filipino scholars in school, and others. i've had several moments with them already -- in various parties, school-events, and others, which allowed me to further expand my network and get the chance to be with other people.
and with all of these interesting and great groups of friends that i have here, no wonder i haven't felt homesick or lonely yet. i mean, all of them offer me that warmth and comfort i used to have with my family and friends in manila and in the states. that's why i usually end up having that sense of security and belongingness here as well -- no time for that deep solitary experience.
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minor updates:
a) we're on our recess/mid-semester break. this is why we have a week-long vacation right now, although i really don't see it as a vacation. rather, it's more like a catching-up week for the things you've neglected for the past 7 weeks in school. that's why i'll be spending this week by reading three books, starting a research paper, and preparing for a group presentation.
b) i'm planning to just stay here for the summer break and work on a particular research that i hope to publish before the year ends. the topic is not yet final, but i might continue my research on the human security bill.
c) i had a haircut the other day. it's only for 5 SGd.
d) i'm excited to see some of my friends, who'll be going here next month. they asked me to fix their itinerary and help them go around once they're here -- to both, i gladly said yes.
e) i have found my gff here. i call her yaya, which has now evolved to maria [4], because she's the one who brings me home everytime we go out.
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[1] classes here are divided into two parts, namely: the lecture part and the tutorial session. for the lecture part, most of the students would just listen to the lecturer's discussion of the topic. then, the real and in-depth discussion is held during the tutorial session. here, the tutor (a.k.a., teaching assistants) would open the discussion for the class through various methods: games, q&as, etc. and for my tutorial, i'm handling one group under the module on southeast asia: a changing region.
[2] it's an exposure class offered by our department to all majors. it talks about the different issues concerning the southeast asia as a region in a very light and relaxed manner.
[3] i had a string of bad luck two weeks ago. it all started on the sunday of that week, where i ended up buying the wrong things in ikea. then, on monday, my laptop adaptor suddenly broke down. tuesday came and my phone suddenly had a huge lcd crack. lastly, i woke up with a terrible headache and a slight fever on wednesday.
[4] a dergatory term for filipina maids in singapore.
After months of waiting, I'm now on my way to continue my academic career. I'll be studying in a university dubbed as one of the best in the world -- with generous funding to help me get through the financial difficulties brought by geographical inequalities. At the same time, I'll be part of a department, which has been credited for its authority over its focus study. I know that I should be thankful and excited about it, which I am, however, there are just several issues about it that are haunting as well.
By accepting this offer, I'm actually throwing away so many pertinent things in my life. I'll be leaving the place I've been familiar with so far in my life, my family that has been with me since I was a kid, adorable and caring friends, and a comfortable lifestyle here in Manila. And when my brother learned about my plan of leaving, the first thing the he asked was, "are you ready to leave all of these things for a diploma from a foreign university?" Of course, I know that I should just treat this as a case of temporariness or something as a sacrifice I have to take in order to achieve my goals. But then again, I also have these dreams about the familiar, which have incessantly troubled me at night -- living in the new house with my family; going to my favorite escapes with my friends; baby-sitting my cousins in the mall; teaching in Ateneo -- mundane things that make me ask myself if I really/still want to continue [with] this pursuit of "higher knowledge." However, I know that all of these things are privileges as well -- things that are the same as what I'm questioning right now. Right now, I wish that I can just continue with this ambition without leaving those things that are pertinent to me. But in a life where one's histories can't be separated, why do I need to fool myself with such false hopes?
I know that I might be romanticising this more than what is expected, but in a period where a person has to let go of the things s/he has hold on to in his/her entire life in exchange of something else that is still uncertain, isn't s/he allowed to question what s/he really now wants in life?
All of this made me remember my philosophy 101 paper on the movie, The Devil Wears Prada. If my memory serves me right, I actually problematised the notion on having everything you want all at the same time. I wrote there that such concept is infeasible knowing that we're limited on doing so -- due to our nature as human beings and by external factors hindering us to fully transcend from ourselves and from our historicities. There will always be a point where one has to choose which one s/he'd take and let go of the other. However, being in a similar context now, it makes me ask if my previous understanding over the situation is indeed true. It's because it seems like you can actually get everything you want all at the same time. I mean, I can just enroll in a local university for further studies and still live with the familiarity I'm trying to hold on to. It's just a matter of choice, if I may so. That's why, I think, it's better to acknowledge the fact that we can have everything we want all at the same time -- it's just that the choice of what we want complicates things up.
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I was really pissed off when proposition 8 won in California. I mean, that particular act contradicted the very ideology that prompted the creation of the United States -- more so, signalled the demise of having that opportunity for homosexuals to be legally recognised by the state of America. However, after several days of hoping that there'll be a way to reverse it, it dawned on me that it's actually for the better. I know that legalising same-sex union brings legal advantages for the homosexual couples to some extent. However, ideologically and conceptually speaking, the passage of proposition 8 actually saved homosexual couples from legitimising, expanding, and recognising the coercive mechanisms of the state and the very institution that allows gender, race, and economic inequality. Marriage or any union recognised by the state has been used as a controlling mechanism by the state to regulate the allocation of public funds, which couple is to be recognised, and others. At the same time, it has always perpetuated the abusive gender-roles that result from such partnership. Lastly, it has always alienated other races by depriving other races the benefits, which other races receive. That is why by the 'retraction' of same-sexu union, homosexuals become protected from these harms and stop the expansion of this detrimental institution.
Moreover, why would homosexuals want to put themselves in the shoes of the heterosexuals at the very first place? Isn't it an act of betrayal of the very contentions they bring forth as part of their queer identity? Further more, doesn't the act of imitating what heterosexual people do defeat the very notion of homosexuality? I think that if homosexuals would now want to pattern their lives on the heterosexual norms, then, it will just be better for homosexuals to just give up their claim for recognition and throw away their "let's show our pride on being homosexual" slogan in their gay pride marches. Because if not, they will end up contradicting the very ideologies they're fighting for in society -- a mockery of the history of gay and lesbian politics.
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The other day, my parents made me ride the MRT alone going to this mall in Ortigas. They told me that I should start learning how to commute by myself. They brought me to one of the MRT stations and gave me the instructions on how to go to my destination. Upon entering the station, I was overwhelmed by the number of people waiting in that station. And because of the overwhelming number of people wanting to ride the train, it took me three attempts just to get inside it.
Anyway, on my way to the mall, there was this guy, who politely asked the people blocking his way out if they can step out of the train first so that he can get off. But what's weird is that there's this old woman who suddenly told the guy that he's rude and too choosy. Of course, the guy was shocked with what he heard from the woman and asked why. Then, this old woman said that if he doesn't want to be inside a train full of people, he should just ride a cab and then cursed the guy. Upon hearing the exchange of words from the guy and the old woman, I immediately called the attention of the woman and told her that she's the one who's rude. After which, I asked her how can the guy be rude if he politely asked the people with his request. She, of course, defended herself, but since the train already reached my destination by the time she was defending herself, I just walked out of the train not entertaining the woman's argument. I mean, that kind of woman doesn't deserve to be heard anyway.
i was disowned by my parents for around six hours. it’s not shocking really – knowing how I always get into heated arguments with my parents and how i tend to be arrogant when I’m at war with them. but what’s really surprising was that everything started with me just complaining to my mom that she should learn how to use the computer already. as everyone knows, my mom is part of the academe, who is obligated to grade her students and at the same time submit the grades to the registrar’s office at the end of every semester. but the weird thing about it is that she doesn’t know how to use the computer. yes, she’s crazy enough to survive in a space that is embedded in the knowledge economy, without learning how to turn on a simple desktop computer. anyway, since the semester has ended already, she submitted the grades of her students in a very traditional manner – handwritten on a piece of paper. however, the registrar’s office said that she should have them computerised first, before she submits them. that’s why my mom immediately nagged us to encode the grades of her students the moment my brother and I arrived at our house.
i, as an ever obedient but critical son, obeyed her. while i was encoding the grades, i wasn’t able to resist the temptation to complain and question the system of the university where she’s teaching. knowing how loud and blunt i am when i complain and question things, my father got a bit irritated and stated something, which caught my brother’s attention. and since being loud and blunt seem natural in our family, my brother responded to my dad with a sharp and witty comment about him – something that made my father look really stupid and worthless. upon hearing the response of my brother, my father suddenly went berserk and immediately rushed toward him. knowing the intensity of the situation, my mom needed to go in-between the two of them just two calm two wild men ready to rumble with one another. and since my dad was so pissed at us, he told us that he’s actually disowning us already – for being very arrogant and ungrateful children.
upon hearing him said that, the first thing that came to my mind was the little savings i have. if he’s disowning me, then, i should at least have enough money to support myself for a while. but as I was trying to mentally compute the money I have in my different bank accounts, it just occurred to me that my savings can only support me for two weeks or so – considering my lifestyle. that’s why I needed to look for another way that will allow me to survive without the support of my parents. hence, I decided to call for back-ups – and when I say back-ups i’m referring to friends. i messaged three people and also received three positive responses from them. my plan was to stay at the house of a close friend until friday, then saturday will be spent at the house of the second person who replied, and sunday at the house of the third person – while the broker finds me a nice place in ortigas and while i talk to our family lawyer regarding financial matters. everything seemed logical to me at that time – things i’ll be doing right after i get out of the house. that’s why i wasn’t really bothered with the things that will happen after that night.
but as expected, things became calmer that morning – as if nothing happened – which was quite disappointing (knowing that my chance of living without a surname is unlikely to happen anymore, or anytime soon). it’s really strange how my family can easily forget those intense moments, which would have severely ruined family ties. Oh well, there goes my typical evening with my absurd family.
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after waiting for several months, i finally received the result of my application. there was no climatic moment, really. my parents robbed me of that by deciding to open MY acceptance/rejection letter without my consent and by already telling the decision even before i could take a look at the letter. anyway, since my parents robbed me of that “life-changing-moment”, i just decided to call some of my close friends so that I can at least show my excitement about it. after all, you don’t receive an acceptance letter from a foreign university that often.
so there. i’ll be joining the southeast asian graduate program (research track) this coming january. i’ll be working with this professor, who specialises in socio-anthropology; and another professor, whom I need to contact soon. i’ll be studying in what has been considered as the ‘nerd capital of the world’ by my ditsi and I’ll be reading a more diverse set of articles than the ones i used to read in college. I’ll be living by myself for the first time and i’ll be finally starting my journey on the so-called less travelled and impoverished road of an academician. i’ll be staying there for one year and will be flying back and forth for another year, while I finish my thesis. basically, that will be my life for the next two years – away and nerdy.
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i thought that i’d just forever consider this person as an ordinary friend. however, the more i don’t see this person’s messages, the more i want to hear from the said person. it’s quite surprising that i’m starting to get interested in this person, even if it betrays my social status. oh well, I’ve been known to get interested in people, who are not part of my so-called world, anyway. and to my surprise, this person has made me feel human again. surprising, indeed.
Three days ago, photos of wooden planks bearing the names of the DLSU Green Archers stuffed together with those to be used for the Victory bonfire last Tuesday, 30 September were circulated on the Internet. To set the record straight, Fr. Bienvenido F. Nebres, SJ sent a letter of apology to Bro. Armin Luistro, FSC of De La Salle University last Thursday, 2 October 2008 . The second letter is from Mr. Jessie Paredes, HS'54, AB'58.
-- The Office of University Development & Alumni Relations
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Letter of Fr. Nebres, SJ to Bro. Luistro, FSC
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2 October 2008
BROTHER ARMIN LUISTRO, FSC
President
De la Salle University System
2401 Taft Avenue
Manila
Re: Ateneo Bonfire
Dear Bro. Armin,
I would like to extend my deepest apology to you and to the La Sallian community for what some alumnus or student did at the Ateneo Bonfire, namely, write the names of the La Salle players on the wood. Unfortunately, none of us saw it ahead of time, because the wood pile was covered by a tarp against the rain until the time came to light it.
Despite our rivalries in sports, we are both committed to Christian values and what was done is certainly a violation of values we share.
Once again, my deepest apologies to you and to the La Sallian community. We are trying to find out who is responsible for the act.
Sincerely yours,
BIENVENIDO F. NEBRES, SJ
President
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Letter of Mr. Paredes to Fr. Nebres
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3 October 2008
Fr. Bienvenido F. Nebres, SJ
President
Ateneo de Manila University
Dear Fr. Nebres,
I write this letter for two reasons. The first one is to own up to producing the materials with the names of the Green Archers and placing them prominently in the woodpile before the bonfire for all to see.
Secondly, I sincerely apologize to you for the queasy situation you are in as a result of the backlash it created.
While the nature of this letter is a personal apology to you, please feel free to extend it to parties you may deem fit to receive it.
Sincerely,
Jesse Paredes
HS'54, AB'58
The last time Ateneo had its championship bonfire (2002), I was like an outsider trying to get into the crowd. I was still not an ‘atenean’ back then, since I was still studying at a different all-boys school. That’s why I really didn’t see the logic of the so-called victory celebration. In fact, I was rooting for the rival school during the championship game. I wanted la salle to win, because I believed that it’s more deserving. Besides, I already identified myself as a lasallite, who’ll be studying there in college. But since my family has always identified itself with the eagles, I was somehow forced to go there with them and join the rest of my family shout that blue eagle spelling.
After six years, I found myself at the same location, albeit in a different circumstance. I already understood the whole concept of the bonfire celebration, and at the same time appreciated the event. Everything seemed clear to me – I didn’t need to fit-in anymore – I was already an atenean (at heart).
The recent bonfire celebration was absurdly insane. It took us 30 mins just to get inside the ateneo campus from katipunan road and 40 mins for the driver to leave the school premises. The moment we entered the campus, my phone connection became unstable. I wasn’t able to send sms and call while I was inside the campus. That’s why it was really hard to see the people you’re supposed to meet. There was also a long and thick line of people walking along the university road. The entire bellarmine field, on the other hand, was filled by people – even if the field became so muddy, because of the strong rain that poured hours before the celebration. The zen garden was also filled with people, who were drinking and having fun. There were even non-ateneans who dropped by and joined the celebration. But what made this event outrageous were those peculiar moments that made me think if I was really in ateneo at those moments.
While my friend, his younger brother, and I were walking near Xavier hall, we passed by a group of teenage girls talking out loud with one another. My friend couldn’t help but hear their conversation, since they were really loud. According to my friend, she heard one of the girls complaining that the money she gave to one of the guards was just wasted, since she wasn’t able to go near one of the basketball players. And when my friend tried to look at this girl – as a reaction to the absurd yet funny story she just heard – she was suddenly confronted with this bitchy look by the girl and was told, “what’s your problem?” When my friend was telling me the story – minutes after the incident – I couldn’t help but be amused on how the bonfire has already been invaded by miserable people like that girl.
After the incident with the girl, I got separated from my friend and her younger brother. That’s why I decided to walk around the outskirts of bellarmine field for a while. While I was walking, somebody approached and asked me the location of the nearest comfort room. I told him it’s the one in bellarmine hall, while pointing at the building. When I was about to walk away, the same person stopped me again and this time asked me if both the building and the field were named after the same person, bellarmine. At that moment, I didn’t know if I was still in ateneo or in an asymlum already.
Anyway, besides those weird incidents, the bonfire celebration turned out to be okay. I saw many of my college friends, many of whom I haven’t seen since our college graduation or since they graduated from the university. it actually became a mini-reunion for all of us – especially those who graduated way before us – like my dad. And when most of our friends have decided to go home already, my friend and I agreed to call it a night and went home at around 11:30pm.
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After I got home, I found several entries of my friends on multiply showing several cardboards added to the logs that were used during the bonfire celebration. from the pictures, one can clearly see certain names of the players of la salle written on these cardboards. Some people have said that it’s a form of symbolism, while others think that it’s just plain mockery done by those die-hard alumni. And since the pictures came out, it has become a controversial matter among ateneans (and la sallites of course).
Many of them, who have seen the pictures already, condemned such act. For these people, putting the names of some of the players was certainly beyond the limits of school rivalry already – moreso, a contradiction of the so-called Jesuit traditions. But for those who supported it, it’s just a form of expression – another way of showing their support to their school against its rival.
Upon reading the different arguments of both side, the first thing that I wanted to ask was, “if such act was already beyond the limit of expressing one’s self, how do we then draw the line for such matter? And assuming that there’s already that line that divides what is acceptable and not, how are we to know that the criteria set for it are justifiable?” the problem with this kind of debate/issue is that it’s normative in nature, and at the same time full of socially-constructed meanings. There’s really no absolute right or wrong answer, because it all depends on what values you’re upholding. I know that I may receive criticisms from those who would use the idea of legal-social-cultural norms as the benchmark for this kind of dilemma. However, what is problematic there is that these norms are also based on a particular set of beliefs, which on the other hand, is rationalized through a particular value. Moreover, the very meaning(s) created by the said act is/are based on how one interprets it. It’s basically a social construct, which is created through one’s lens – may it be political, social, cultural, etc. That’s why it’s really hard for one to have a clear assessment of it, because you’d have to uncover that sense of ‘experience’, which was evident when the parties involved did it. I’m aware that I’m now heavily relying on a particular ontological and epistemological perspective in arguing my point. However, actions like the burning of the names in a victory party can’t really be understood through quantitative or legalistic approach, because it’s beyond numbers and legal framework. It’s actually a shared action among a community, which should be understood by reliving and understanding that particular shared experienced pervasive when the community did that particular action.
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i watched the west side story at meralco theatre with my friend and his family, whom i consider as one of my so-called second families. i thought that it will just be your typical afternoon-run musical production. that's why i went there wearing a pair of jeans, a round-neck top, and my brightly coloured hoodie. however, when we arrived at the venue, i was suddenly greeted by some of my mom's childhood and high school friends, some of childhood friends from makati, and certain politicians -- all of them wearing those silly semi-formal clothes. there and then, i realised that i did forget the fact that the musical run i was watching was sponsored by the foundation of my close friend -- a known socialite in the country. of course, i kind of felt stupid for not seeing that beforehand and wished that i dressed more appropriate for the occassion. but since i was already there, i just shurgged off that sense of awkwardness and watched the play as if i was not underdressed.
the musical production was surprisingly impressive. there were many actors and actresses who gave notable performances. i really liked how that particular actress, who portrayed anita, was able to deliver that sense of identity confusion, which is pretty much evident to most immigrants in the united states. she also danced and sang perfectly. joana ampil, as expected, delivered a strong performance. she was really maria during the entire run of the play. her voice, projection, and stage-presence were almost perfect -- except for that one particular moment where she seemed lost and wasn't hitting the notes already. but of course, there were also some instances that were a little bit off. there were moments when christian bautista was already struggling just to reach the note, which were quite painful to see and hear. but then again, knowing that it was his first major musical production, it was still forgiveable.
after watching the musical, i couldn't help but see two interesting social points that were highlighted by the play. first is the fact that in all societies, we still see ourselves in relation to other people. that's why we tend to patronise the idea of difference, which result in societal discrimination -- and even xenophobia. as what edward said (1978) posited, "we tend to see ourselves different from the others through the very relation we form from the so-called 'others'." and because of this very difference, the relationship of maria and tony became complicated and doomed at the very first place.
second is the idea of the fragmented self -- the constructed self. anita, maria, and their so-called immigrant group suffered from this complicated conceptualization of their identities in the play. being immigrants in the united states, they had to reconcile the fact that they're not just americans, but rather, puerto ricans (chicano) as well. and because of this, these individuals had to be aware of their fragmented self just to be able to understand and project their newly constructed identities in a new world. the very ironies of separation and unity give these immigrants the rationale behind the construction of their new identities. as what Turkle (1995) quoted from Rheingold:
"With our relationships spread across the globe and our knowledge of other cultures relativizing our attitudes and depriving us of any norm, we “exist in a state of continuous construction and reconstruction; it is a world where anything goes that can be negotiated. Each reality of self gives way to reflexive questioning, irony, and ultimately the playful probing of yet another reality.” (p. 257)"
yes, i just have to analyse the play using a very academic lens. i'm surely in dire need of an academic engagement once again.
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speaking of academic work, i had a brief stint at the academic world after several months. i sat-in at my friend's class, where he teaches political democratic theory to undergraduate and graduate political science students. the class is really interesting because it problematises the notion of democracy, especially in today's time. the reading list is also interesting, because it covers a lot of interesting political theorists -- arendt, foucault, toqueville, laclau, hardt and negri, and others. anyway, when i arrived, the class had already started with its discussion on hardt and negri's empire (2000) and multitude (2004) and agamben's homo sacer. the students, both undergraduate and graduate students, shared interesting points, although, i kind of felt that many of them didn't really understand their readings. they totally neglected the fact that hardt and negri never focused on the notion of identity, but rather emphasised on the idea of the common. they also seemed to be too simplistic in understanding the questions posed by the professor. moreover, some of them didn't get the connection between agamben's homo sacer and the very idea of multitude, which sprouts from the so-called empire. i mean, to show the connection between homo sacer and the multitude, they should have highlighted the very ambiguities of the sovereign, which labels the homo sacer as such and the multitude that tries to restructure it. but then again, in any academic discussion, no one can easily say that s/he is wrong and i am right. because at the end of the day, we all base our answers on how we understood and communicated with the text -- something that varies from one person to another, especially with varying ontological perspectives.
after the class, i couldn't help but be honest with myself -- i really do miss the academic world. i miss those moments where you'd have to engage with the works of other intellectuals and try to understand what they're really saying. i also miss those instances where i'd have those antangonising yet memorable dialogues with my peers. and what makes things more miserable is that the more i try to make myself busy with the corporate world, the more i miss it.
let's see, in one to two months, if i'll be back.
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on the idea of going back, i actually went back to gesu (after several months) last thursday to join the entire ateneo community for the thanksgiving mass. my atenean office mates and i went there even if the rain was so strong and the cars weren't moving on edsa. we travelled from ortigas to ateneo for almost two hours, but we were all too excited for the thanksgiving mass to notice the hassle of going to ateneo from our office.
when we arrived at the church of gesu, the players weren't still there. however, the church of gesu was already full of ateneans anxiously waiting for the arrivals of the players. and when they arrived, i couldn't even hear my own voice since people were shouting their praises and gratitude to the players for bringing back the championship trophy to the ateneo after six years.
the mass was very light, because of the different anecdotes and funny stories that fr. ben shared during the homily. besides, it's a thanksgiving mass that's why the mood was very pleasant and optimistic. right after the mass, it was announced that the bonfire will be on tuesday and everyday became so excited about it -- including myself. such oozing excitement is probably because of the possibility that it might take a long time for me to experience it again, if ever my academic plans push through next year. that's why right now, i really want to be there.
yes, this is me talking about school-spirit
anyway, i'm really hoping that i'll get in because i'm starting to miss the academic life. i 've been wanting to write an academic paper again, where i'd receive an interesting response, whether s/he agrees with me or not, from my professor. moreso, have those 'dynamic' discussions on different socio-political issues -- something i terribly miss right now.
if things go well, i'll be joining the second sem in-take in February. i'll be in sinagpore on my first year to finish my course work. then, i'll be flying back and forth (manila-singapore) on my second year to finish my research. in simple addition, i'll be there for 'technicallly' two years -- alone and nerdy at the same time.
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the other day, my team mates and i went to this bar in Ortigas Home Depot even if we had work the following day. we decided to drink and get wasted on a weekday because we were getting sick of doing financial forecasts, and at the same time we were able to go home before 7pm.
the mini-celebration was fun because of three reasons. first, it was the first time that the four of us in the team got to go out and drink together. second, cheap prices of the different alcoholic drinks and good food made the session better. lastly, we were only the ones in the bar -- creating a private effect when we were drinking.
went home around 1am and woke up 7am that same day.
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i went to shang plaza yesterday to meet my ditsi and her howe. it's one of those typical crazy get-togethers with the two. we originally planned to watch this local movie, because ditsi has been wanting to see it since she got back from her vacation. however, we wound up having desserts instead, since we got too lazy in the end. it's probably the effect of eating one kilo of crab and two cups of rice.
anyway, i had fun (as expected) and ditsi gave me her gifts from her trip. i got a cardigan, a book, and the chocolates with macadamia nuts, which i've always wanted. too bad shobe and cuz weren't able to join us and get their gifts. i actually wanted to see shobe's OT look when she gets her gifts from ditsi. oh well. (yes, we still make fun of you, shobe.) hopefully, the four of us we'll be able to go out before ditsi leaves for china.
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minor updates:
1) i now know how to do a financial analysis. weird enough, i enjoy doing it. it's probably a sign that i can really work in the corporate world.
2) the politics in the office has been the sourse of my entertainment lately. i can't believe that such 'attitude' can be seen in other nationalities.
3) work has been draining me lately. i've always ended up going home late since the merging. i'm just thankful that my team mates are so funny that i don't end up stressing myself so much. anyway, i'm thinking of asking for an increase, because i usually end up working 12 hours a day without OT pay. oh well, let's see how my bosses will react.
4) i've been addicted to the Twilight Series so much that my dreams have been about vampires and werewolves lately. i'm blaming my friend, who introduced me to this novel, for this insanity.
5) my dad decided to watch the ateneo-dlsu game with the entire family. this will be the first time that we'll be doing it, so i'm hoping that it will not create any form of bad luck to the ateneo team.
6) i'm starting to believe in it again. i'm just hoping that you won't stop from making me believe once again.
i never understood my parents before when they would tell me that i should not rush with the things i want to do in my life. for me, it was a stupid advice to give to your kid. i mean, why will you tell your child to slow down knowing that he can probably achieve so many things at a very young age? if your son/daughter can do it, then allow him/her to do so. such advice was just plain absurdity to me before. however, as i look at how my life has become, i kind of regret not following my parents' advice.
i've always tried to be ahead of my time -- making sure that i'll be able to accomplish a particular feat before my time. i think that my ego is to be partly blamed for it, making me believe that i'm better than other people. That's why it was just logical for me to always want to beat expectations -- and it felt good before. however, for the past few weeks, i've been intermittently haunted by a certain regret of not following my parents' advice. there's been this distinct uneasiness for awhile now.
i wish i enjoyed my childhood more, instead of being impatient on how long should i have to wait before i grow old. probably, if only i took the advice of my parents, i wouldn't be tired with my life right now.
i wish that mere rationalisation can easily shrug it off -- as how i always do it whenever something's perturbing me. but it's not working right now. it seems that being logical is not enough to address this feeling of uneasiness i have. the more i think of it (logically speaking), the more i become depressed over certain things. it's like the more i try to be logical on why these things are haunting me right now -- the more i become perturbed. it's like reason has further exacerbated the situation -- something that betrays me so much.
however, everything changed when i reached middle school and high school because my passion was channeled to debating. thus, the notion of having that title (Atty.) before my name looked more feasible then. But as I was about to graduate in college, the so-called title took a different twist and became synonymous to an educator -- something my parents kind of disliked.
And to everyone's surprise, i'm now working in the corporate world -- formulating business plans for the expansion of the corporation. yes, i seem really lost on what career i want to pursue in the long run. anyway, it's probably because i still really don't know what i really want. sometimes, i tend to think that i've become too fickle-minded that everything seems to be such a temporary scheme for me.
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the other week, i was compelled to organise my book shelf, which has been neglected for quite awhile now. i arranged my books based on their respective themes -- similar to how bookstores arrange their books. anyway, when i was finished fixing my book shelf, it just occured to me that my reading list has greatly changed through the years. most of the books i bought when i was still in the first two years of high school, which became the starting point of my collection (i never enjoyed reading books when i was kid), were mostly fiction -- magical realism, adventure, and the timeless classics. i was heavily consumed by the books written by Coelho, Garcia, that of Barnes and Noble Classics, Tom Clancy, etc. However, when i was about to graduate in high school and got addicted to debate, my reading list shifted to general affairs, economics, and politics. i bought the Time Almanac for 2003 and 2004, books written Stiglitz, and some introductory books in politics.
college years,on the other hand, proved to be the most interesting bunch. i started collecting and readings books on culture, post-colonialism, continental philosophy, queer theory, and a couple of fictional books. i started conversing with sastre, derrida, arendt, fanon, said, butler, foucault, lewis, etc. all of a sudden, i've become captivated by the ideas of the other, postmodernism, and gender is performative, to name a few. in short, i've become interested in books that are (un)familiar to the general readers. and as i'm writing this down, i wonder what will be my reading list two-three years from now. will it be about business and management or will it still be same? it might be the latter, i think.
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while i was busy doing my labels, my close friend/officemate asked me if i really do problematize my identity. without any hesistation, i said yes. i mean, problematising has been synonymous to my work since third year college. however, when i was having my usually introspection that evening, i just realised that the very act of problematising this particular aspect of my life has greatly changed through the years. I mean, when i was still in high school, my questions would just revolve around the idea of being different. However, nowadays, i tend to problematise the very idea of problematising things -- something like why should i question this particular of aspect if i'm already questioning the so-called standard of that particular aspect?
i know that this is just normal since i gain more insights as i grow older. however, what is peculiar here is that the amid the different things i've learned and realised through the years -- the changing ways of problematising my identity, i still end up asking myself the same question over and over again in the end. i'm not sure if it were because my very act of problematising is problematic to begin with or if it were really the case of problematising things.
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minor updates:
1) office work is still as crazy as before. i usually stay until 8pm in the office, because i still need to make sure that my boss, who happens to be the president of the corporation, doesn't need me anymore. actually, what makes my work crazy is the fact that the orders from my boss usually come at times when i'm either about to have lunch or i'm about to go home. so, i usually have idle moments in the morning and crunch time before i eat my lunch or leave the office.
2) i will be reading again my polsci reading list starting next week. i need to make sure that i'm still grounded with my polsci and social science theories and ready for a possible further studies stint abroad.
3) i'll be driving to office alone starting this week. i feel guilty not using my assigned parking space -- since my company is paying a lot for it. oh well, let's hope i'll get used to driving a manual car going to ortigas and back home everyday.
4) the surprise party for my friend was a success. i'm happy that she really liked all the surprises.
5) i miss most of my college friends. given the chance, i'd love to see and hang out with them again.
6) i decided not to replace my ancient 6510 phone. i'll probably stick to it until the next few months -- or until it malfucntions already.
turning 22 wasn't that exciting, contrary to how i imagined it to be. nothing special happened on that day. okay, i did have several get-together events with my family and friends, which were fun and worth remembering, however, nothing else happened beyond those things. before, i used to think that my 22nd birthday will be extra special -- money to buy all the things i want, one big crazy party with my friends, and a spectacular threesome, which i'll forever remember. but unfortunately, none of those things materialized. instead, i only had my first-pay to spend, simple get-together gatherings with my family and friends (yes, i still need to celebrate it with other people) and a quickie, which was not that fun (for some weird reason). i think that i'm blaming my inherent naivete and this grueling adjustment to 'adulthood' for this unnecessary frustration.
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speaking of 'adulthood', one of my college friends and i had this interesting conversation about it. while i was waiting for my day to end in the office, i got the chance to catch up with this college friend of mine, who i consider as my 'soul sister' (yes, it's so gay...). anyway, she was telling me how she's so scared right now because she doesn't know how to reach her dreams anymore. she already has everything planned out, but she's totally lost on how to execute her plans. everything seems blurry and uncertain. and what scares her most is the possibility that she won't be abe to achieve the things she set before.
anyway, while i was reading her rants on ym, i can't help but agree with the things she's telling me. my life is also kinda fucked up right now, because of the several unexpected turns i made, which aren't part of my original plan. so right now, i'm like a lost kid in a city who doesn't know which road to take to get home.
moreover, the fear of failing further exacerbates this agony because we don't want to be considered as a failure by other people -- especially those around us. i think that this has been worsened by the fact that in our society, we were made to believe that we'll 'definitely' be successful in our lives -- since we studied in a prestigous university and we already have the advantage against our so-called competitors. hence, it will be a great shame if ever we fail.
i know that this is so shallow and stupid because everyone fails -- no matter who you are and where you come from. however, the idealism that we have as fresh graduates makes us disillusional that we can be invulnerable to it. that's why whenever we see failure coming, we suddenly get a taste of 'reality' while experiencing that huge blow to our ego -- something that totally scares most of us.
so to cut the story short, it seems that many of my friends and i are now lost on how to get to the next point and is further disturbed by the possibility of failure while trying to get there. i know that this 'crisis' is normal since we're still adjusting to life outside school. however, what if we can't adjust at all -- what will happen to us then? is it the end of the line for us?
yes, i'm such a fan of having a quarter-life crisis.
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minor updates:
1) i just had first minor car accident (since i started driving a manual car) because of my low dexterity and sheer stupidity. i'm just thankful i didn't hit any mobile objects (a.k.a. cars) at that time. hence, i'm taking a short break from driving.
2) i'm broke and i'm wishing that my parents taught me how to budget my money when i was still in school.
3) i just received the confirmation letter from NUS. now, i'm just waiting for the results
4) i went out on 'date' the other day. it was fun and interesting, although i'm not sure whether or it's just a friendly date or not.
5) i'm back on reading my stuff. i'm planning to read at least one book a month -- especially books on IR and terrorism
the thing about working is that you can't use the "i'm-still-a-student" excuse anymore. people around you treat you as a grown up already -- where they expect you to be more mature, serious, and dignified to some extent. you can't afford to have those lazy afternoons--bumming around and cutting your classes--since your boss(es) will always be there spying his/her(their)small eyes on you. moreover, your office mates refer to you as 'sir or ma'am', which connotes a sense of seniority and adulthood. at the same time, people--in general--expect you to behave as a young professional -- stiff, prudent, and ready to be devoured by work. in short, working entails a departure from the world you've been part of for 20 years or so.
speaking of work(ing), i just started with my work in this Korean-owned conglomeration last week. my contract says that i'm a planning staff and works directly under the president of the company, but i'm still lost on what i'm supposed to be doing. all i did last week was read and study several contracts (something i tried to evade that's why i didn't go to law school), which was totally different from what my position asks me to do. but according to my boss, reading contracts will just be a temporary assignment. oh well, let's see where the road will bring me this week. i'm just hoping that it will be something that's according to my interests so that i won't feel lost and bored.
first week of work has been okay. one of my close friends, who works in the same company, has made it easy for me to adjust. she has technically been my "official" partner in the office -- my eating partner, team mate, carpool-mate, and partner-in-crime. i've also met several new people, who are very nice and funny. but the most interesting thing that happened to me was when my boss sent me, my friend, and this other guy to this huge isolated office (half the the entire floor) in jollibee plaza on my first day. it's kind of deserted and messy when we arrived there. only two employees usually work there and almost all of the rooms are vacant. there were several tables and chairs scattered all over the place when we arrived and the place was really dusty. so upon arrival, our boss told us to pick a room and asked us to clean the room we chose. i felt weird carrying different things while being all dressed up for work, but i guess you don't have any other choice but to follow your boss -- especially on your first day. anyway, after doing those menial tasks, our boss treated us for refreshments and a sumptuous lunch in florabel in podium -- to make up for that 'weird' and tiring task.
anyway, i think that i have a generous boss. he gave our team (there are three of us in the team) our own room with three different desks, three computers with a 22-inch lcd screen, internet connection,and a panoramic view of the ortigas center. he also gave me and my friend our own free parking space in the basement of our building on my second day. at the same time, he's also giving us two spaces from the eight free parking spaces, which the company will be having when it transfers to its 'real' office space. and come to think of it, there are other senior officers in the company who also want to avail that particular office incentive. so i think that our boss has been spoiling us so far in terms of giving us the different things we 'need' and 'want' in the office. but when it comes to work per se, he has been one heck of a disciplinarian. we recited the contracts in front of him, did a socratic method of teaching on how to make a corporate letter, etc. and because of that, he has given me the worst fright ever -- something i've never experienced even in those subjects that were taught by the so-called terror professors. however, i think that such 'fear' comes from the fact that i'm doing things that are totally unfamiliar and will disappear once i get the grip of working in a corporte setting.
oh well, this is what i get from working in a company, which is totally unrelated to my course.
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the other day, i saw my grade school classmate/friend and hs debate partner in BPI-emerald ave. i was able to talk to him for just awhile, since my lunch break was almost done. anyway, i found it really weird because it's the first time we talked about work and other 'adult' stuff. i can't imagine that we'd find each other there and be doing those things that old people do and talk about. but it was great to see him again -- after four years of not seeing him. we exchanged numbers and decided to have lunch in ortigas soon, together with another grade school friend who also works in the same building. it will probably one of those 'mini-get-together gatherings' with my gs/hs friends, which i'm totally looking forward to.
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minor updates:
1) i'm done with my NUS application, but i still haven't started my application to NTU.
2) i've finally driven to ortigas by myself. it was crazy but i think i did okay. all i need to do now is to be more comfortable driving a manual car. but it will still be better if i'll be using the a/t one to work. oh well, at least, i'm carpool-ing with my friend.
3) my friend cooked for us! hence, i'll be bringing 'baon' for the entire week. i'm hoping that i'll be able to save a lot from it! and yes, i'd like to thank jena and her mom, who cooked for me and amica!
4) to my friends who are working in the ortigas area, just tell me so that we can eat out for lunch.
two years ago, i told myself that i still don't need to worry looking for a job because i'd still be in school anyway -- finishing my MA degree. however, with the sudden changes in my plans after college, i'm now doing things i never imagined myself doing at the moment.
for the past two weeks, i've been one crazy-job-seeker, always asking my friends if they know any vacancies in the different offices they're familiar with, and if they can probably refer me to those familiar companies. as of the moment, i've had two interviews and two more pending interviews in makati. i'm kind of getting used to having job interviews, actually. i'm starting to be more confident with the way i answer the interviewer (except for the second one, where i totally became the epitome of ignominy and stupidity). plus, i'm becoming more comfortable wearing corporate attire most of the days. anyway, i already have a job, but i'm still looking at other 'prospects', which might be better. let's see where the road may lead me this time.
besides looking for a job, i've also been looking around the different graduate programs i can apply for in singapore. i've looked at the two biggest universities in that country (NUS and NTU) and found three programs that caught my attention. first on the list is the master's program of the political science department in NUS. well, this is not a big surprise since i still want to get a PhD in the said field. besides, the polsci department of NUS has a professor who specializes in the politics of identity -- someone i need to help me prepare for my possible dissertation in the future. second on the list is the master's program of the southeast asian department in NUS also. this program has a more interdisciplanary approach, which can allow me to further expand my undergraduate thesis. moreover, i already got in touch with three professors in the department and i got positive feedbacks from them. last program i'm applying for is the international studies program of NTU with a focus on strategic studies and international relations. i think that my interests in conflict-resolution and problem solving have been quite neglected for awhile and tjis master's program will definitely allow me to catch up on those things. anyway, the deadline for both programs in NUS are due on May 15 while the one in NTU is in October. i just finished my research proposal and i'm currently working on the other documents needed for the NUS application. oh well, if things don't work out, i'd have to settle with UP then.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...
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things are moving too fast again. i think that i should be contented that my days move in a rather speedy way, knowing that i have an attention deficit disorder and a restlessness of an ecstasy addict. suprisingly, this isn't working for me right now. things have been passing by me so fast that i can't see nor appreciate them anymore. everything has become so hazy and blurry, to the extent that i can't remember them anymore. moreover, time has moved beyond me so much that i've often seen myself getting left behind. worse, i've been lost (literally and figuratively speaking) for quite awhile now. i hate to say it, but there's a part of me right now that wants to temporarily stop' time, so that i can atleast fix myself and get back on the right track. I know that it's weird of me to be saying this, but i think that i've been kind of influenced by my peers regarding this so-called adulthood pressure. oh well, at least i still haven't said that i want to 'settle down' already. but if ever i say it, can someone shoot me immediately? the very phrase of 'settling down' has already become a failed metaphor.
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i decided to quit from the ab/ma program on the day of my graduation. i know that it's kind of suprising, knowing that i'm one of the so-called disciples of our department. however, it just came into me that i need to start being strategic with the training that i'll be having in my graduate studies. that's why i need a new environment that will give me the 'training', which will allow me to be the 'scholar' i want to be in the future. of course, i'm still thankful to my mentors who did challenge me to be a better student of politics in our department. but as i already pointed out, i need academic supervisors that have the 'expertise' that will allow them to guide me do my research properly. anyway, i've told myself that i have legitimate reasons to be unsure of my decision this time around. i don't know but as experience tells me, escaping from what's already there always reaps benefits. let's see.
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right after graduation, i went on an asian trip with cuz, ditsi, and mikey. originally, we planned to go to singapore and kuala lumpur, but decided to go to siem reap instead. that's why we ended up going to kuala lumpur, siem reap (that''s in cambodia), and in bangkok. in fact, i almost wasn't able to go since the estimated expenses suddenly went up before we left, which totally shocked my dad. but in the end, my father gave in to the new budget and even gave more than what i asked for (plus two credit cards under my disposal). so cut the story short, the trip pushed through. (i really think that this last statement is not needed anymore, but since i'm too lazy to edit... i'm just leaving it here)
we first went to kuala lumpur and stayed there for almost two days. didn't go to the famous places in the city because we had to go back to our hotel, which was far from the city, before 12 midnight. anyway, we just visited some malls, bought a few stuff, and tried the local dishes. it's actually a nice place to visit, especially if you're a city-person like me. you'd appreciate the tall buildings, the state-of-the-art train station at the international airport, and the huge malls around the city. it reminds me of manila and makati combined, actually.
after our short stay in kuala lumpur, we went to siem reap. before arriving to the siem reap international airport, all of us were thinking that the airport will not be nice and poorly maintained -- knowing that cambodia is one of the poorest countries in the world. (yes, i've become a victim of orientalism in this case) but when we arrived there, we we're in total shock with what we saw. it's modern, clean, and well-maintained -- it's even better than the supposed newly constructed airport in clark. oh well, another lesson for me to remember -- not to underestimate other third world countries in the region.
anyway, we spent four days touring the different ruins of the different temples of the cambodian empire, which were built in different eras as well. also, we got to go around the city proper, including the different famous restaurants such as the red piano (angelina jolie's favorite when she's in siem reap), dead fish, and others. the only downside in our siem reap trip was the fact that it's quite expensive. this is because you have to transact in US dollars all the time... and the change that you'd get is in their currency, which has no value at all. oh well, damn capitalism... stupid inflation of currency. i wonder how cox and milliband will analyze this... hmmm, that would be an interesting read.
to end our asian trip, we went to bangkok and stayed there for almost five days (it's almost because of the irregularity of the schedule that we had while we're there). we stayed in this serviced hotel (similar to linden suite) during our trip, where i learned how to operate a washing machine and how to cook. it was very liberating, actually.
during those five days in bangkok, we were able to shop, go to the different historical/cultural sites, watch a cabaret show, dine out in the different go-to restaurants, and check out one of the famous clubs in the city. it was probably the craziest part of the trip since we were always out -- exploring bangkok on our own -- no serviced van or driver to guide us in the place. we would just commute and blend with the locals. actually, many people in bangkok thought that i was also thai. so it was not much of a hassle, having people looking at you all the time -- just like what many stupid filipinos do whenever they see foreigners in the country.
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minor tidbits:
the other day, some of my friends and i formed T-Gang. (go figure it out)
i started applying to different companies when i got back from my trip. so far, i only received two emails. i'm not sure if i followed the right procedure in applying online, or if i'm just not qualified for the positions i applied for.
i also started checking the different graduate programs in NUS. as of the moment, i'm leaning towards the southeast asian program and international studies program. the deadline is on may 14, so i have a month to finish all the application requirements and submit them to the admission office. if the NUS plan doesn't push through, i might end up studying in UP, instead.
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i woke up at around 10:30am with practically no deadlines to rush, no meetings to attend to, or no gimicks to go to. it was rather odd for me to have a 'free' day like this, because i always see to it that i'd be doing something worthwhile everyday. however, the entire day ended with me bumming around the house and watching three movies straight -- nothing worth remembering actually. that's why i feel kinda sick and restless right now. i think i'm having withdrawal symptoms for doing literally nothing, because i got used to being harrassed by academic requirements and extra-curricular commitments for the past three years... or preoccupied by my gimicks to my friends' house, the mall, or bars. but strangely enough, even if i felt sick staying at home, i somehow liked it. i enjoyed the fact that i did not need to rush anything for school, worry any unfinished org-related responsibility, or bug my parents to give me money for my gimicks. everything i did today was simple and home-y. probably, i can give this home-buddy attitude a try, since i somehow enjoy it as well. all i need to do is to get myself used to it and everything will be fine, because if not, i'll be doomed this summer.
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for the past few days, i've been out with my college friends to celebrate our last remaining days in college. i went around metro manila and outside drinking, bonding, reminiscing, and partying with the people, who have been close to me for the past four years. i know that it is not yet goodbye since we will still be able to see each other after graduation, but by then, we will no longer be the same people we are today. many of us will be dead-serious with our chosen career, while others will be slaves of their further studies. many of us will be more matured -- leaving those innocent personas, which we are more familiar with. hence, nothing will be the same again -- even if we'll see each other after graduation. that is why, as much as possible, i want to have the chance to have that last moment with those familiar personas before everything just becomes mere distant memories of my college life.
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two weeks ago, i ended my college journey when i had my last oral final examination and technically ended it last week when i finished and submited my clearance form to the registrar's office. i couldn't believe that it's finally over and i'm just waiting for that ceremony, which would formally end it. i know that every senior has been posting entries about how it is so surreal to finally be done with college, but it certainly is. i mean, most of us still could not believe that we'll be graduating in two weeks -- that we have survived those sleepless nights cramming those out-of-this-world school requirements. i know that this deserves another entry, but i just want to say that i'm joining the bandwagon,I COULD NOT BELIEVE THAT I'M DONE WITH COLLEGE!
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for the past few days, i've been doing my own version of soul-searching. i asked myself what i really want to do, what i want to keep and let go for me to finally move one to another chapter of my life. i know that i'm still not done with it, but i'm quite contented with the things i realized for the past few days. And right now, i think that i finally found what i've been looking for all my life. That is why, i'm uttering these words as statement of hope -- hope that will allow me to see life more beautiful and clearer this time around... "umaasa ako."
"Politics has no relation to morals." - Niccolo Machiavelli
And so it has begun -- the contention on who to get what has finally made its presence felt. i'm not shocked that everything is so messy and confusing right now. in fact, i'm expecting that things will get worse in the coming days. there will be another set of rumors circulating around the campus about the candidates involved in the upcoming elections, people would be complaining that people are cheating, and that friendships will be heavily affected by the very elections that are about to take place.
i know that many people have incessantly denounced and questioned such scenario since this whole mess escalated last year, but i think that such hullabaloo against the whole notion of politics happening in our school elections is totally misplaced in the very first place. i believe that by saying that it should never be there is similar to saying that what has happened for the past two thousand years [or more] in sites where political struggles exist is not true. and by the very fact that we want to get away with it is somehow tantamount with the idea that we want to escape from the very reality of politics.
yes, i know that i'm being too biased towards the realist school-of-thought, but it's really hard to disprove historical and empirical facts. one good example is the incident that happened last year, where it ended up with a very messy and divided sanggunian. another is the freshie elections this year, where even the 'past' of the candidates was brought up. i know that these are just school-related instances and they are so political already. what more if i include the things happening in the Philippine elections more so, in the international arena of power struggle?
so what am i trying to say here? well, i think that ateneans should start accepting the fact that politics will always be present in sites where power struggles are at stake. we should never run away from it, more so, insulate ourselves from it because we'd end up fooling our selves with too much idealism. worse, we'd never be able to address the problems attached to it properly because we'd just miss what's really happening there. instead, we should address the so-called ills that are produced by it -- by working our ways around the fact that politics really does exist in that particular site. let's stop being too naive by saying that we can come up with school elections that are free from the conditionalities of politics -- especially if you have competing candidates. moreover, let's problematize the effects of school politics with a premise that politics will always be there in the system. i think that this will allow our fellow ateneans to accept the status quo more easily, because they wouldn't have to be surprised or troubled that this whole chaos is happening in elections. at the same time, it would allow us to address the situation more effectively, because we'll be more grounded in what's really happening in the status quo and not be blinded by a false diagnosis of the the particular social phenomenon we want to address.
and to further prove my point, i'm putting here my lj entry last year about the sanggunian elections 2007, which pretty much says the same thing.
( Sanggunian Elections 2007 )