Well... its April 2, today, exactly a year after the Ayala Land Awarding Ceremony in Glorietta, and what a difference a year makes. From Ayala, to the States, to thesis hell, ngayon naman... Board Review. I just got back from JPT, the review center I enrolled in for the Board Exam this June, and I have to say... sulit yung review. The engineer teaching us about statics and theory of structures actually taught better than any of my former engineering professors in UST.
Some random thoughts:
My skull's circumference is 26", 2-3" larger than the average size. The "manang" who measured it for the toga cap was amazed and surprised... I explained it to her... Manang, yung noo tsaka harap... grade school... ung bukol sa gilid... high school, ung bukol sa likod... college po yan.
I'm really interested on how much those food stand franchises make in a given day, actually, I've been thinking about a nice sideline/business different from arki/design...
My car needs a new set of engine supports, bushings and shocks... and i dont have the money to have them replaced. I guess I'll just have to drive extra careful to make iwas the bumps on the road.
I feel compelled to explain to my reviewmates why I'm one of the youngest taking the review classes/board exam this june. (The Arki board requires a minimum of 2 years of experience kasi) But then, if do elaborate on this, I'll probably end up just being mayabang... so di bale nalang...
I love this song by Bono, performed by U2 during the Grammys (Sometimes You Can't Make it On Your Own) - He wrote it about his father, who was a postal worker, who sang operas at night, and to whom he owes his singing voice, and his passion for music:
Tough You think you got the stuff
You're Telling me and everyone
you're hard enough
You dont have to put up a fight,
You dont have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
for you tonight
Listen to me now,
I need to let you know,
You dont have to go it alone
And its you when I look in the Mirror
And its you when I go pick up the phone
Sometimes you cant make it on your own
We fight all the time
you and I, thats alright
we're the same soul
I dont need, I dont need to hear you say
that if we werent so alike,
you'd like me a whole lot more.
Listen to me now,
I need to let you know,
You dont have to go it alone
And its you when I look in the Mirror
And its you when I go pick up the phone
Sometimes you cant make it on your own
I know that we dont talk
Im sick of it all
Can You Hear me sing?
You're the reason why the opera is in me...
This song is so apt for me... hehehe...
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