I have been yearning for some downtime lately. Being the busy bee that I am, people immediately assume that there is always something going on. Most of the time, they are right. Stress in its noun, adjectival and adverbial forms are constantly part of my constant updates. Oh sheesh. When I find myself less frazzled, I start contemplating on how my life has been reduced to. And yes, I don’t think I can complain. It is what it is. Of course, I find moments in between my constantly intense lifestyle that I ask myself why I do this to myself.

This is the price I pay for being the ambitious person that I am. Maybe even a bit too ambitious at times. More often that not, I don’t mind one bit. I’ve liked who I’ve become. I like that I usually just answer to myself, create my own personal goals and set my own personal standards. The work I do for my extra-curriculars and scholastic endeavors always end up to be very, very stressful. And because I’m one drama queen, I make it sound like I am in the pits of hell. Haha. But I secretly enjoy it very much.

I can’t be one of those ‘mellow’ people who just loosely goes with the flow, and stick to that come-what-may mantra. I’m just built up intense and I easily get very passionate with things that I love and enjoy. Things easily excite me. Things also easily worry me. I can be an emotional basket-case in a second because I am too in touch with how I feel.

And right now? I’m just tired.

Today was the day of our Theo presentation, which meant the early morning preparations already left me frazzled to bits. I tried to maintain a sense of calm for my group. But I ended up being calmed down by my fabulous Theo group mates. They are love, I tell you.

After preparing for quite some time, we ended up doing pretty well. I’m really beaming with pride after everything. This is what I love most about group presentations. I get such a high after making career every presentation and report. Of course, this only happens when I have a good group. Fortunately, I’ve never had a bad one for all my major presentations since my first year in Ateneo. There may be a few sour apples (uhm like one last sem), but the collective output is still the one that matters. My Theo group in particular was just pure joy to work with. I got the chance to work with their talents, push them to go out of their comfort zones and let them exceed your expectations in the end. It is amazing. I will miss working with them (Poc, Janeca, Samboy, Jo, Alan, Ain and Elvis) on this so much. Our presentation let me forget my depressing Theo grade even for a moment. :)

Onwards to my next and favorite class – PolSci 61 (Contemporary Political Theory). It turned out to be another emotional class mainly because it was our last, and also the last time to meet formally with our block favorite teacher, Dr. Yu Jose. My favorite moment include her uttering the following: “This is a really smart class. I know your style. That’s why you don’t read. You can just listen and get a good grade.” Ha. Dr. Yu Jose is so cute. I love my political theory class. Back last sem, it was her polsci class that I immediately found a connection with. I know how gay that sounded, but I am not kidding! It allowed me to think differently, explore new theories, and contemplate on things beyond the political realm. I watch, indulge and take part on a historical journey that isn’t just concentrated on purely political. I took the entire year of learning political theory, dating back to the Greeks until our lesson on Ecologism, into a more personal scale. I learned a lot and I realized that it resonates through the way I presently view the world. That’s the connection I am talking about.

And getting an A for that subject is just gravy. I will miss the class.

Dr. Yu-Jose finally said, “I have no more to teach you.” Sorry, pero that really hit me. And I think it affected not just me but most.

Awooo! Awooo!

Ha. 300 reference. This testosterone-filled movie was so good that I wanted a Spartan of my own. Every frame was visually stunning. Gerard Butler stole my heart talaga. I remember when he stole me as the Phantom of the Opera, and now as a hardcore sexy Spartan.

I’m leaving you guys with a picture from our monthly 4D reunion held at Karen’s house last Saturday. I’m so happy that despite going to different colleges, we make it a point to keep in touch and catch up every month. Good times.

We weren’t complete in this picture. Onwards to more reunions.

Oh, and Happy 13th, Jake. :)