Forgive me if I'll be sounding very grade conscious in this post.

So sad... I'm not recieving the University Scholar award this semester. I have to settle for the lower but still respectable, College Scholar award. Tsk... Goodbye consistent US achievement. At least, I still haven't received any grade higher than 1.75(2.00, 3.00, etc). I hope I can focus next semester and regain my US title and be one step closer to the magna award(I've computed my grades, I'll never become a summa.).

I'm back from Bohol. Skin-color still the same; didn't go swimming when the sun was out. It was nice. Expensive but nice. Story with pics later this week; I need to transfer it to my PC first. Man, my internet connection is so slow...

Bakit nila pinalaya si Erap? Hindi ko malubos maisip kung ano ang pumasok sa ulo ni pGMA at ibinigay niya ang pardon; pati nga si FVR, na isa sa pinaka-maipluwensiya niyang kakampi, ay tumututol dito eh. Lalo tuloy nadadagdagan ng ebidensya ang isang hypothesis na isa lang siyang presidenteng papet(pasista? hindi pa ata. pahirap sa masa? ewan ko, magulo ang masa, hindi nila maintindihan kung nahihirapan ba sila o hindi.) lalo na nang binanggit pa ito ng isang abogado na taga-usig sa kay Erap na malamang isang malakas na grupong politikal o/at relihiyoso ang pumilit kay pGMA na bigyan si Erap ng pardon.

Ang sakit kasi ng pakiramdam. Para kang ginahasa, sinaktan tapos sinabi na kasalanan mo at ginahasa ka. Hindi man lang nilagay si Erap sa totoong kulungan ni hindi nga siya nakatapak sa Bilibid. Pagpapahirap ba ang house arrest kung saan ang dami-daming luho; mga luho na hindi man lang nararanasan ng karamihan sa bansa. Bukod pa roon, parang malaya na rin siya dahil karamihan ng mga kahilingan niya na bumisita kay ganoon o ganyan dahil Pasko o kaarawan ay natutupad.

Masakit rin sa ulo ang mga katwirang ibinigay ni pGMA at ng mga sumusuporta kay Erap. Nakakawa?! Patawa ka! Matapos niyang magnakaw sa bayan, gastahin ito para sa mga luho niya at hindi man lang aminin na siya ay may kasalanan, patatawarin siya bigla? Matapos niya sabihin na ayaw niya ng pardon, bibigyan mo siya niyon? Ano naman kung matanda na siya? Ibig sabihin ba noon kapag matanda ka na pwede ka na gumawa ng krimen? Ang dami nga diyang mga lolo na nasa kulungan dahil ginahasa ang apo. Hindi ba't para niya na ring ginahasa ang bayan sa mga pinaggagagawa niya? Marunong naman kami maawa pero hindi naman nahirapan si Erap. Inuulit ko, hindi siya tumanda sa totoong prisinto at matanda na siya noong kinulong siya. At paano ngayon ang mga matatanda na nasa prisinto, iyong mga tumanda doon hindi iyong mga bagong pasok, ano na ang gagawin sa kanila? Buti sana kung bibigyan rin sila ng pardon eh. Pakiramdam ko hindi. At para lang maging makatarungan dapat matapos bigyan ng pardon ang matatandang iyon, dapat bigyan rin sila ng house and lot at kabuhayan showcase para lang matumbasan ang halaga ng pardon ni Erap.

Isa pang masakit sa ulo. Bakit nawawala ang mga demonstrasyon, mobilisasyon at mga protesta? Nasaan na ang mga balita ng malawakang pagkilos ng mga "kilusang makabayan?" Wala ata akong narinig at kapag hindi ko nakita sa TV, narinig sa radyo o nabasa sa dyaryo, hindi siya naganap. Ano naawa na rin ba sila? Nasaan na ba ang mga maboboka na tibak ng UPM? Bakit walang statement ang USC o ang Karatula o A-K? O baka dahil nasa Pedro Gil ako at wala sa CAS kaya wala akong naririnig pero parang malabo kasi kapag may walk-out kadalasan dadaan pa rin sila sa malapit sa amin at iikot ng UP-PGH. Baka naman nag-aaral? Kung may makakabasa nito at maiinsulto, patawad na lang. Bato-bato sa langit ang tamaan huwag magagalit.

I haven't been getting good and restful sleep these past days. I don't have troubling going to sleep, I just resume to constructing my fantasy world and before I know it I'm asleep. The problem is at around 4am I wake up or have these really fancy dreams. Usually, I like having dreams but these dreams do not let me rest. I now know how Egwene(the Dreamer in Wheel of Time) feels after Dreaming(prescient dreams).

Last night was especially tiresome(actually, it wasn't really night as it happened at around 5am), I actually dreamed that I was taking a very important test. The test itself wasn't hard; it was surprising that I know all of the answers. However, I wasn't taking the test seriously but I know it's a very important test. And I was yawning and taking my time for every question while all of my seatmates are trying to create fire using their pens and papers. Another funny detail is that I literally saw the clock moving at a very rapid rate and before I knew it, the end of the exam was near and I haven't answered anything yet! I then experienced astral projection(in the dream) wherein my awake self was screaming at my dream self to fucking hurry up. I didn't get to finish the dream because my alarm went off. It's a good thing though because I couldn't imagine what I'll feel after submitting those incomplete answers.

I know that I get these really fancy dreams when I'm feeling stressed but it is the sem break! It's supposed to be my rest and relax time. How can I get stressed out? Why am I stressed out? Argh...

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It's rainy today. Cloudy, dark, cold and gloomy too. It's the kind of weather that you wish you had a cigarette with one hand and a bottle of strong alcohol in the other, then again, I don't smoke and I can't drink so I'll settle for a jacket. And smoking is bad bad bad for your health(and mine).

Any way, since we're mentioning smoking. At the jeepney stop and loading area, an old lady almost rode our jeepney. The problem is she just lit her cigarette. How stupid can you be? Lighting a cigarette then riding a jeepney. Granted many do it and they probably do not know it is illegal and downright annoying to the other passengers. They probably never heard of the saying, "One's freedom ends where the freedom of another begins." At that time, I was seriously contemplating whacking her with my umbrella if she even lands one foot inside the vehicle.

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I've been thinking how crappy sex education in the Philippines is. No wait, it's non-existent. I blame the Catholic Church. I guess it's the time for non-government groups to start acting(UP hello!!!!) on the problem. Even if its effect on population growth is negligible, its effect on the number of unwanted pregnancies(and abortion) and sexually-transmitted diseases would be more than enough reason to push it through. Still, the Church doesn't want it and believe that the modules tend to be pornographic and immoral. Yes and their anuses are sewn shut.

Maybe I should be more active in HySoc and try to make it as one of the organization's programs.

(edited, damn! I made some very stupid grammatical errors.)

Ang dami nangyari noong mga nakaraang linggo. Nanalo ng Nobel Peace Prize si Al Gore, nawindang ang medical community sa linya ni Teri Hatcher sa Desperate Housewives, tinawag na slut si Cory(good job! Daily Show), may sumabog na bomba sa Glorietta(9 ang patay ayon sa huling balita pero malamang alam mo na iyon), natapos na ang 1st sem(grades na lang), naayos ko na ang bagong itsura ng aking munting blog(na iilan lang ang nagbabasa) at marami pang ibang bagay. So? Wala lang. Gusto ko lang i-recap ang mga pangyayari.

Bakasyon na pero babalik pa rin ako ng UPM bukas. May training kasi kami sa StDC buong linggo at gagawa pa kami ng mga ka-tsenesan na gagamitin sa nalalapit na lantern parade. Sh*t! wala ako maisip na bagong steps, walang inspiration, nasaan na ba ang aking muse?

I tried disciplining my 2 year old godchild. Oh, I didn't spank him. I think hitting a child is the worst thing in the world, unfortunately, his parents seem to think otherwise. Anyway, so I tried the firm voice thing. No good, the only voice he's scared of is my father(come to think of it, all of my smaller cousins and relatives seem to be afraid of him. too bad, I haven't learned his technique... yet.). I tried showing him the the mess and telling him in a firmer voice to pick it up. Still no good. SO I used the stand-in-the-corner method. It seems to work but I think he thought it was a new game we were playing, too bad. Soon enough he started crying and calling for his mother. Yeah whatever, firm and strong discipline. No good. I returned him to the scene of the crime(the mess he made), still crying and not listening to my pleas but finally he did. Good kid but he still didn't stop crying. I just know he is going to hate me for that episode. Heh!

Lagpas 200 na pala ang posts ko... 203rd ko na ito. Ang galing tumagal ako hanggang 200+.

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Langya! Nababaliw na ako. Kasi kani-kanina lang, naisip ko, suot ko ba iyong relos ko at singsing? Tapos, tinignan ko kamay ko. Ala ako nakita at naalala ko na kakagaling ko lang sa banyo, baka naiwan ko. Kaya bumaba ako at pagdating ko sa huling step(ano ba Filipino nito?) ng hagdan, napansin ko na suot ko na pala ang relos at singsing ko. PI! Ano ba ang nangyayari sa akin?

Dagdag pa, kahapon napaghalo ko na ang binabasa kong nobela at ang aking buhay. Noong nagising ako mula sa aking siesta, naisip ko na ang mga "followers" ko inaantay ata ako gawin ang ritual na panggabi. Tapos naisip ko bigla, anong followers? Anong ritual? Ah... iyong sa Children of Dune! Syete!

Yey! New images! Good-bye crappy pseudo-pop art banner! Hello yellow dude in a white uniform!

It's still black. I'd want a green one but the win of La Salle is still too fresh in the minds of many people. Stupid UE...

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They stopped airing the Cinemalaya films on ABC 5. Drats! Last thing I caught was Mudraks. It seems like a modern take on the Mrs. Dalloway story(haven't finished the novel but heard about the plot), a good one and the acting was superb(I'm not an expert but I know really good acting when I see it). I just hope they're busy working out on the next season/crop of films they're gonna be showing next. I never manage to catch the films during the festival period and it really is a hassle to go to Diliman to catch only one film.

I really like this:

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.(strike through's mine)

Except for the child of God and glory of God part, it is a really good thing to remember, especially during exam week. I first heard it in the movie, Akeelah and the Bee(nice feel-good flick) and was supposedly from Nelson Mandela who got it from Marianne Williamson.

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To anonymous: Mess = my grades. They're not so bad(at least, I'm not failing), just well below what I am aiming for.

I think I need a new color scheme and header. I really like this layout but the colors seem to depressing for my already depressed state. End of the sem blues...

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Aaaaargh!!! I wish I could make a time go a little faster. Then again, if I am able to make time go faster I wouldn't notice because I'm stuck in it. Or if I do step out of it, I'm gonna miss out on the experience I would have had going from time A to time B(also, means missing the important long exams and lectures). And do I really want it to be 2nd sem already? I haven't even finished cleaning up my mess from the 1st sem.

I'm getting grade-conscious again. It is not a bad thing in itself since students should really be conscious of their grades because it is somewhat a good measure if you are learning something or not. It is the ultra-competitive/every-one-is-my-enemy attitude that is bad. I've somehow learned to control it in high school and I wasn't really aiming for anything high during that time, I was happy to land any where but this time it's different.

I guess I should remember that my only competition is myself. As crappy and cliche as it is, it is true especially with the grading system of my school. I've decided way back that getting a grade of 2.0 and higher(meaning 2.25, 3, etc) is bad since it means I learned and mastered only 80%(or less) of the subject matter or at the very least, it will be perceived that way. The real reasons why I took the final exam in Chem 31 because I feel that I should test my true knowledge in Organic Chemistry and really get the grade I feel I truly deserve.

The point is this week I'm getting annoyed by the grades of other people and have begun monitoring the grades of other people as well. Why the fuck should I care if other people get higher grades than I do?! Based on my philosophy, I shouldn't , right? But I am caring and it really sucks. I guess it is the just end of the semester jitters because everybody is able to and computing their grades already. And if I want this to stop, I just have to will it to stop.

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Happy Banned Books Week Everybody! Too bad I'm stuck with the textbooks for this week(and the next one) so I'd probably not be able to join the uh... festivities.

I just read this really stupid(illogical, fallacious, etc.) e-mail(emphases in the original):

DID YOU KNOW THESE FACTS?

Death is certain but the Bible speaks about untimely death!

Make a personal reflection about this. Very interesting, so read on...

It is written in the Bible (Galatians 6:7):
"Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap".

Here are some men and women who mocked God:

1.John Lennon (singer, composer, member of the former Beatles).

Some years back , in one of his interviews with a leading American Magazine, he categorically said:

"Christianity will end, and it will disappear. And I do not have to argue about that. I'm certain, Jesus was OK but his subjects were too simple. Today, we're more famous than him" (1966).
Lennon, after saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus Christ, was shot six times.

2. Tancredo Neves (President of Brazil):
During the Presidential campaign, he said if he got 500,000 votes from his party, not even God would remove him from Presidency.
Sure he got the votes, but he got sick a day before being made President, then he died.

2. Cazuza (Bi-sexual Brazilian composer, singer and a poet)
During A show in Canecio (Rio de Janeiro), while smoking his cigarette, he puffed out some smoke into the air and said: "God, that's for you."

Then he died of AIDS in a horrible manner at the prime age of 32 .

4. The man who built the Titanic
After the construction of Titanic, a reporter asked him how safe the Titanic would be.
With an ironic tone he said: "Not even God can sink it..."
The result:Of course, we all know what happened to the Titanic.

5. Marilyn Monroe (Famous & Controversial Hollywood Actress)
She was visited by an equally famous US evangelist Billy Graham during a presentation of a show. And he said to her that the Spirit of God had sent him to preach to her.

After hearing what the Preacher had to say, she said to him:
"...I don't need your Jesus".
A week later, she was found dead in her apartment.

6. Bon Scott (Singer)
The ex-vocalist of the AC/DC. On one of his 1979 songs, he sang:
"Don't stop me, I'm going down all the way, down the highway to hell".
On the 19th of February 1980, Bon Scott was found dead, he had been choked by his own vomit.

7.Campinas, Brazil (A freak vehicular accident in 2005)
A group of drunk young guys, went to pick up a lady friend...

The mother accompanied her daughter to the car and was so worried about the drunkenness of her friends and she said to her daughter while holding her one hand, who was already seated in the car:
"My daughter, go with God and may He protect you..."

She responded:
"Only If He (God) travels in the trunk, 'coz inside here... it's already full."

Hours later, news came by that they had been involved in a fatal accident, everyone had died,
the car could not be recognized what type of car it had been, but surprisingly, the trunk was intact.
The police said there was no way the trunk could have remained intact. To their surprise, inside the trunk was a crate of eggs, none were broken.

8. Christine Hewitt (a Jamaican journalist and entertainer)
She said that the Bible (Word of God) was the worst book ever written.
In June 2006, she was found burnt beyond recognition in her motor vehicle.

Many more important people have forgotten that there is no other name that was given so much authority as the name of Jesus. Many have died, but only Jesus died for our sins, rose again... and remains ALIVE until now.

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Fine! But I thought the Christian God was supposed to be a forgiving being and is reserving judgement for uh... Judgement Day. This is so like the fundamentalists, using faulty logic and contradicting themselves. Any way, if all those who "insult" God die a horrible horrible death, there should be no atheists and agnostics nowadays and I should be dead a month ago.

And is this really a good way to convince people to convert? Making them fearful of punishment and untimely death! That's stupid! Why should I worship a God who revels in making his or her followers stupid and afraid, assuming he or she is real?

New link... good thing I decided to visit the peyups forum.

www.atheista.net

Not that I'm really sure I'm atheist. I am agnostic and kinda leaning to the atheism side but I'm still very open to change.

Still, it's not just about atheism. Sometimes it is about education and life in general, the comments are fun to read except for the occasional hardcore fundie theist or intolerant Christian. It is slightly refreshing because the people here are generally more polite and tamer than the ones in scienceblogs.com.

FUCK!

Robert Jordan is dead!

This is so sad.

It feels as if the wheel of time has encountered a bump on the road, no a pot hole.

And the really big question: What will happen to the WoT series?

Apparently, like what happened to the Dune series; it'll get published, co-authored. Still as one commenter said, "I know I'm being selfish but it won't be the same." Damn right! Damn right...

If there is such a thing as an afterlife, I hope RJ is happy there.

If there isn't, I don't know what to wish for.

Too late to say goodbye, too early to say hi.

Hey! I'm nearing my 200th post or may be I have reached it already, when I moved from bravenet to blogger I left some of my 1st posts behind. Too lazy and most of the stuff I wrote were very crappy. Anyway, this'll be quick, I have to study for a test tomorrow and I need to know by heart a lot of stuff in order to pass.

We went to Mall of Asia yesterday. I spent most of the time in the skating rink. I'm not good but at least I know now how to skate backwards. Not very fast, mind you, more like baby steps really. It's really fun watching the good skaters practice. I really liked watching this lady do practice her spins and stuff. Also, I stayed close to skater and her coach hoping to get some tips for free, too bad that she's many levels above me. Not that I want to become a real ice skater but learning how to dance on ice would be nice. During the course of my ice skating, I realized that skates really need to fit properly. Too bad that I have a very unique pair of feet, not the normal narrow one but with a bony protrusion(I forgot what it's really called) near the big toe. In the end I wore skates about a half larger than my foot length is and it really didn't help me balance better. Then again, during my first try I wore the "right" size and it really hurt. I couldn't stand skating for more than 1 hour.

UAAP cheering competition is today, at around 2 pm. I hope UP would win, it'd be a consolation for not winning any basketball matches this season.

Bakit ba ang bobo ng aking kapatid at ama? Teka, dapat siguro Ingles na lang ginamit ko, hindi ganoon kasakit marining. Hindi, ibang salita na lang. Bakit ba ang bagal at ang tigas ng ulo ng kapatid at ama ko? Ayaw nila gayahin ang ina ko, madali makaintindi. Paulit-ulit nang ipapaliwanag hindi pa rin maintindihan. Tsk tsk... Ayaw nila maniwala na walang patutunguhan ang "research project" ng kapatid ko. Paki alam ko ba kung in-approve ng research teacher nila, obviously walang alam sa analytical chem, physiology at simple biology ang teacher nila kasi kung meron sasabihin ng teacher nila na hindi kakayanin ng mga HS students isagawa ang project na iyon sa ikli nang panahon na ibinigay sa kanila.

Ganito kasi, itong kapatid ko may Research na subject sa school at isang req't ang gumawa ng isang research paper. Syempre, natural science kasi hindi naman sila tinuruan pa tungkol sa paggawa ng Sociological at Behavioral research tsaka mas mabenta iyon sa Intel-ISEF. Anyhoo, ito namang ama ko sinabi na subukan nila pag-aralan itong isang halamang gamot. Ayos lang naman sana pero sinabi niya subukan nila alamin kung gagana ba ito sa bato sa bato(as in kidney stones). Grabe!

Ayos lang naman ang topic pero ang daming problemang kailangang harapin na hindi kakayanin ng iilang HS students lalo na ang sa lebel nila(nabasa ko ang proposal nila, joke talaga!). Hindi man lang ata nila binasa kung paano gumagana ang mga bato(kidneys hindi stones), kung paano nabubuo ang bato sa bato(kidney stones) at kung anong dating research o anecdote na sumusuporta kahit kakaunti sa kanilang binabalak tapos gusto pa nila ito subukan sa tao kaagad! Sabi ko nga sa kanila ipapakulong ko sila(kasama ang guro nila) kapag tinuloy nila ang balak nila.

Tapos matapos ang ilang linggo, sabi nila hindi na sa tao. Ilulublob na lang nila ang isang kidney stone sa crude extract. Joke ba yun! Malamang mawawala iyon. Ilublob ko sa kumukulong tubig, baka malusaw(dissolve) iyon pero hindi ko naman pwede sabihin na dapat uminom ng kumukulong tubig ang isang tao para mawala ang mga kidney stones niya.

Okay fine, tinigil na nila ata iyon, gusto naman nila ipa-analyze na lang ang halaman at ang crude extract mula dito. Okay, sabi ko para saan? Ano gusto nila makita? Sabi nila iyong makikita? PI! Tubig makikita nila, okay ba iyon? Malamang hindi. Siguro kulang pa ang nababasa nila dahil walang lab sa mundo ang papayag sa ipagagawa nila o kung meron man tiyak na milyon ang ibabayad nila tapos hindi pa nila masasabi na research paper nila iyon kasi ala naman silang ginawa bukod sa magpakulo ng tubig at maglublob ng dahon doon.

hay... ayos! Aral na uli!

Unang beses ko mag-turo kahapon. Hindi naman sa totoong klase, limang tao lang naman ang tinuruan ko. Tungkol sa Chem ang aking tinuro, ang pinaka-ayaw ko pa ang topic: Thermodynamics. Napatunayan ko pa lalo na upang malaman mo kung gaano ka kagaling sa isang bagay, dapat subukan mo itong ituro sa ibang tao.

Kumusta naman? Maayos naman. Naliwanagan naman ata sila tungkol sa kanilang inaaral. Tinanong pa ako kung pwede raw akong pumalit sa teacher nila. Aw... shucks... willikers... Na-plattned naman ako. At, malaki-laki rin ang bayad sa akin. Hehe, pwedeng-pwede na gawing raket ito!

Pero next time aayusin ko na talaga, tsaka nakalimutan ko sagutin iyong tanong ng isa kong tinuturuan sa 1st batch(dalawang batch ang tinuruan ko). Natulog naman siya sa akin kaya ayos lang. Hindi ko naman kasalanan na makatulog siya; lima na lang sila tapos natulog pa siya. Tsk tsk... any way. Ayos naman. Kaya lang, babay Sabado na ata ito.

Ano ang nangyari sa aking unang "sweldo"? Pinambili ko nang Havianas para kay Madie! Ang aking birthday at going-away gift para sa kanya. Ayos lang naman na naubos ito kasi madali ko namang mababawi iyong nawala sa susunod ko na sesyon.

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Parang gusto ko panoorin ang Avenue Q kaya lang wala akong libreng oras. Malapit na matapos ang sem at naiipon na ang mga gawain. Naglalabasan na nga muli ang mga exam eh pero ang pinakaproblema ko lang ngayon ay kung paano ko papalitan ang nawala naming susi ng locker sa micro lab. Kailangan i-interrogate pa si Mang Lab tech kung saan talaga napapa-duplicate ang susi na iyon.

Denialists... They come in many forms: HIV-AIDS deniers, Global Warming deniers, Germ Theory deniers, Gravity deniers, Evolution deniers(usu called I[ntelligent]D[esign]iots or Creationists), name any scientific concept and you'll find one who doubts its validity.

It's a wonder why, despite overwhelming contrary evidence, that they manage to hold on to their beliefs. I blame the neglect of history. These denialists usually claim that this certain study done before gave results that are contrary to mainstream belief or that in the past, this theory was believed to be true and the reason we don't consider it now is because of politics. They also believe in things that were already disproved and seem to be really ignorant about the fact that is was disproved already. Atleast, nobody denies that we have hearts...

I think if they just studied their history and read about all those experiments that scientists performed to prove or disprove something, maybe, they'll be a bit more quiet. IF they really read about how scientists(especially during the late 1800's and early 1900's) are trying very hard to not lose face and gain eternal glory just to prove their hypothesis and how heated these series of debates and experiments became, they'd probably understand why the scientific method works and why we have these facts and scientific truths. Maybe they'll even pick up why they are wrong in believing these forgotten theories and realize that politics played a very small role in science.

Then again, a huge part is their distrust of people or at least those in/with power or the knowledge. Not that it's such a bad thing, many important scientific discoveries were made due to this distrust(Galileo for instance) but it distrust can only be up to a certain degree. Distrust of something many have proved to be true and trustworthy without explaining why you distrust it(like those who distrust the scientific method) is crazy. Many of these denialists like to think themselves as those who branch off from the thought of the mainstream, as a certain kind of noble rebel and probably aspire to be the next Galileo, unfortunately, most of them are just full of hot air and are miseducated about the things they "rebel" against.

Nawawala na ang aking barbero. Naaasar ako sa gupit ko. Ginawa ba naman akong HS student uli? Tsk tsk... Sumpa ata talagang maging maliit at payat sa mundong ito. At least napigilian ko siya gawing "white-side wall" ang gupit. Kaya lang dahil atat siyang matapos nasagad na niya ang razor sa aking anit kaya ayun, mukha na naman akong kabute: Ahit ang gilid tapos may masa ng buhok sa tuktok. Hmp!

Kunwari na lang new punk ang trip ko. Bala na, buhok lang iyan, tutubo rin. Nakakaasar nga lang dahil ang pangit ng gupit pero babalik pa rin ako doon. As if naman may choice ako; dun lang ang mura sa amin na malapit. Karamihan kasi parlour shop, wala naman akong galit sa mga parlour shop(o sa mga bading) pero ang mahal kasi ng singil nila at hindi ko gusto ang gupit nila. Kasi naman lumayas-layas pa ang dati kong barbero na may fungal infection sa braso(so talagang, napansin ko iyon!)! Hay... lalo akong nagmukhang mataray at parang humababa lalo ang mukha ko.

Pero medyo nag-o-oa lang ako, maayos naman itsura niya kapag mamasa-masa ang buhok ko problema lang hindi ako nag-ge-gel(isang luhong sumisira ng maraming gubat) at lalong hindi ako magpupunta sa CR para basain ang buhok ko oras na matuyo ito(sayang ang tubig!)! Tsaka at least, kakaiba ang gupit ko(mabuti ba iyon?).