sem starter
I just came from bing’s room, and I told her im so sleepy. Which is true. I should be really sleeping now, but I have so many things in mind that I think I need to pour as much as I can out.
First, I am excited for this sem. Though im enrolled in heavy 18 units of major subjects plus 1 CMC elective, I like my subjects and all my professors, so far. It’s been only a week since the first day of classes so it might be too early to say such things, but at least I can say my sem had a good start.
199, being our thesis proposal, I mean…. Research in journalism, is theoretically demanding, but sir arao has not yet made us feel that. The discussion yesterday was actually fun.
Im also enjoying my advertising class, it’s so interesting to know how ads were formed and works. I’ll post a lot about what im learning weekly, hehe.
Well, being a self-proclaimed artist (hey, I can dance, play guitar, draw, paint, make little crafts…), it’s just natural for me to LLLOOOOOVVVEEE J123--- Photojourn! I missed taking pictures (film 110)… wehehehe…
My 121 and 105 class are more exciting because I think these subjects might really help me land a job in the company I wanted to work for. 105 is investigative journalism. 121: The newsroom. But my prof’s mam chit. So…. Hehehehe. Basta.
196… d p kmi nagmmeet eh.
Comm. Res 125… I think mam san pascual’s fine… I just wish she’ll let me attend the JVOAEJ… but even if she won’t I’ll still go there noh. Hehe. Pasaway!!!
Now… I used to think that when somebody shares his/her problems with you, then you’re serving your purpose as a friend. That’s why I really appreciate it when my friends would come to me and share their problems or ask for advice or just ask me to listen or analyze things together. I feel kasi that they trust me enough to tell me things they wouldn’t normally broadcast to the whole world.
just today, aside from my personal burdens and struggles, im given the chance to hear the depressing problems of two of my closest friends in the dorm. I cant tell much about them, I don’t think they want their prob’s blogged here.
But anyway… their sadness is a little contagious. I also ask myself on what to do with them and their burdens. I wish I could be of any help to them.
Still, im thankful that CYDS had our first meeting/training tonight. I feel good after the training. Dancing releases the stress and haggardness in life. It’s my outlet. It’s my therapy.
First, I am excited for this sem. Though im enrolled in heavy 18 units of major subjects plus 1 CMC elective, I like my subjects and all my professors, so far. It’s been only a week since the first day of classes so it might be too early to say such things, but at least I can say my sem had a good start.
199, being our thesis proposal, I mean…. Research in journalism, is theoretically demanding, but sir arao has not yet made us feel that. The discussion yesterday was actually fun.
Im also enjoying my advertising class, it’s so interesting to know how ads were formed and works. I’ll post a lot about what im learning weekly, hehe.
Well, being a self-proclaimed artist (hey, I can dance, play guitar, draw, paint, make little crafts…), it’s just natural for me to LLLOOOOOVVVEEE J123--- Photojourn! I missed taking pictures (film 110)… wehehehe…
My 121 and 105 class are more exciting because I think these subjects might really help me land a job in the company I wanted to work for. 105 is investigative journalism. 121: The newsroom. But my prof’s mam chit. So…. Hehehehe. Basta.
196… d p kmi nagmmeet eh.
Comm. Res 125… I think mam san pascual’s fine… I just wish she’ll let me attend the JVOAEJ… but even if she won’t I’ll still go there noh. Hehe. Pasaway!!!
Now… I used to think that when somebody shares his/her problems with you, then you’re serving your purpose as a friend. That’s why I really appreciate it when my friends would come to me and share their problems or ask for advice or just ask me to listen or analyze things together. I feel kasi that they trust me enough to tell me things they wouldn’t normally broadcast to the whole world.
just today, aside from my personal burdens and struggles, im given the chance to hear the depressing problems of two of my closest friends in the dorm. I cant tell much about them, I don’t think they want their prob’s blogged here.
But anyway… their sadness is a little contagious. I also ask myself on what to do with them and their burdens. I wish I could be of any help to them.
Still, im thankful that CYDS had our first meeting/training tonight. I feel good after the training. Dancing releases the stress and haggardness in life. It’s my outlet. It’s my therapy.
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