4-Peat Bonfire: Cellphone Cameras Are No Good

The glowing digit 4 on the stage is reminding everyone why they're partying under the rain on a Saturday night.
Four-peat man!

To give warranted thanksgiving to the players who dedicated so much time and effort for school pride this UAAP season, yesterday night was reserved for partying. Everyone seemed to forget its the last day before the technical start of finals/hell week. (Except me. I need good scores on my finals so I decided to move to McDo before the peak of the party and study until breakfast.)

I suck so bad. My dSLR was lying under my study table while I struggled with my phone camera. I should start making a check list for things to bring everywhere I go to.

Anyhow, here are some additional photos. Your eyes are fine. The photos are just really bad. Read the captions - but you will need a lot of mental/visual acuity to make more sense.

They showed a lot of AVPs. Nothing like seeing your team score again and again.

SHOOT THAT RECYCLABLE. You basically try to get your plastic cups go inside the "ring" on top.
I suggest if you walk near one of these, you watch your head. Plastic hurts when it hits.

The Four-peat Champions onstage. Everyone is happy except for those who could only see umbrellas.

This was during the lighting of the bonfire. Everyone went to an outdoor party during an El Niña with
hydrophobia.

Film Fetish

I have a fascination for film cameras so I was technically possessed by my five year old self about 4 month ago when I recovered a very old Looney Tunes 35mm Film camera from the archeological archive which my friends would refer to as "childhood".

I got this working plastic camera the year before I stepped into Grade One. Back then, I could never use it because my parents were well informed that paying a premium for film for a child is a bad idea and a waste of money. So what I did to pacify my fetish towards hearing the shutter open and close in 1/60 second was opening the back panel and rolling the film feeder and taking pretend pictures. I sound like a loser child but I wasn't.

Now that film is cheaper and I have less of the clumsiness that came with the birth, my parents can get me film. Yehey! I'm so happy. I finished my first roll on a small trip to a local beach, a practical exam of my highly documented driving school ordeal. The photos were nice and I really love the cloudiness and muted colors in film.

(Although my parents might think that I am being a little looney (haha. get it?) because I own a dSLR with several lenses but I'm using a really old, plasticky souvenir camera. Come to think of it, I'm a pretty blessed child.)

I brought the camera to Manila and I finished my first roll here just a few days ago. I'm going home to Iloilo next week so it would be nice if I can have the film developed there. I'm on my second roll, a Fujifilm 100 C-14. The usual except it was for free. Turns out when you have a roll processed, you get free film. Yehey!

What a beauty!

In terms of contribution, you are a saint

I woke up at around 8 AM today because since my final encounter with Taekwondo, my Thursday classes start at 10:30 AM. To ward off the morning grumpiness, I proceeded to boot my Macbook and opened Safari. My homepage is still the Apple website and I saw this:

I knew what it meant. I knew it was coming because I have read a lot about his health issues. When I saw this, I wished so hard that it meant something else. It didn't. Steve Jobs is gone. But its alright. He has overdone his part so much I find it easy to imagine him living in a select avenue in heaven.

I'm relatively new to Mac computers. I'm familiar with the other devices and I have always adored the simplicity and the ease of use. Steve Jobs never had forums so he could know what his target consumers wanted. He trusted in his instincts and understanding so much he got kicked out of Apple once (only to come back and transform the company into an empire). He never gave up and he is a full-time inventor and a full-time businessman. He is just amazing. He knew what the people wanted and thats about what being a producer is about.

I have watched his keynotes because I found it interesting how Apple introduces their products to the market. This eventually evolved into high regard for him and the company. When I finally owned my first Mac(book Pro), I had high expectations. All of them were exceeded and all these love and mourning I saw taking over the internet is proof that he has done an amazing job for millions of people.

Steve Jobs (1955-2011) is an Apple ex-CEO. He died of an extremely damaging form of pancreatic cancer. He revolutionized human-computer interactions by instinct. He will definitely be missed. 

I studied

I studied for the two exams. Both dealt with molecules and what everything is made up of. I studied hard. Red - that means I'm serious.

After the first test, I felt really bad. A 10-item FINAL exam with only 2.5 minutes for each number. Each number involved several laboratory procedures and a lot of calculations. Naturally, the 2.5 minutes per item wasn't enough. All were complaining. We didn't expect time dilation to be tested in practice. I studied 12:30 PM - 2:30 AM for an exam that primarily measured how quick you can swing around glasswares and violate the buttons on a calculator. I am not saying it is the exam's fault, what I'm trying to say is that I feel bad because of the effort I put into the exam. The exam turned out impossible to pass. (I wanted a good mark on the exam because I had a chance on getting a really good final grade.)

The second is a written, hour and a half long exam. Really easy. But I got a lot of wrongs because I was careless. I typed and printed out reviewers, I endured long nights, I spent afternoons in front of dead trees (read: how to make paper) and prayed. Still, I get a mediocre score. Why in the amount of time left in my existence must I be careless during that exam? Why?

I am a fail at this subject. It is not with the exam, it is not with how hard the subject is. Something is wrong with me or with my relationship with the subject. Holes perhaps.

I know not studying and totally doing the opposite would do me no good but it is just very tempting. Its like everyone is chilling while you work your ass off trying to be better than yourself and you get the same square-inch piece of chocolate. Even sometimes, the others get extras and you just get your one, tiny piece no matter what you do. You turn out to be a better person but definitely feel bereft of proper reward.

Digging for reasons to keep moving forward is what I am doing. Digging up means going deeper. Slowly, I'm starting to realize that life is one sad movement and that all you can do is distract yourself from the melancholy. Let me do that.

This song is making more and more sense.

On other news, when I stay up late, put my heart into solving Math equations, I get good scores. I can't say I never loved Math. In fact, it is the opposite. I have never really hated Math. I love how it makes complicated mumbo-jumbos simpler and although it did the reverse with my understanding of the world, I couldn't remember hating it truthfully. I don't shine out but I love it.

Suddenly afraid of the ratio between age and maturity

I just rose from a 7-hour routine of studying and doing other stuff. Its our Chemistry Laboratory finals tomorrow and the stakes are high: this subject is almost the only one where I can get a pretty grade from.

I have never developed a study habit or method that raises my confidence in taking an exam. Its just in college where I realized how bad I want to be a public physician and now I'm scrambling for the years of practice I lost into browsing the internet and gathering information so amusing they are of theoretically no use. 

Its almost everyday I have a sudden blow of vague realization which is often followed by a strong calling to assume the fetal position. Hands around folded legs, trying to be as small as possible and the mind emptying of all the worries learned.

I'm just trying to distract myself with earthly endeavors. Life will never be understood.

LOWER YOUR COMPUTER VOLUME FIRST

Because the audio in this video is dangerously loud (I'm serious).

 

Thats not me singing but how I sang the "Song for Mary" is not that far (add some sighs of happiness and croakiness then it would sound like me).

The Ateneo Blue Eagles won over the Tamaraws towards their fourth consecutive win in the collegiate basketball league of the UAAP season 74. The game ended at 82-69 and was topped with white confetti. On other news, I am a bad sports writer.

Congratulations BLUE EAGLES! You made the Ateneo proud.

ATENEO BLUE EAGLES! FOUR-PEAT CHAMPIONS 2011 UAAP SENIORS BASKETBALL. Just sounds so good!

ATENEO SIS BOOM BAH!

“We’re able to look at the film and correct some of the mistakes we made in Game 1. We expect to play better today,” said Ateneo coach Norman Black (from here)

Although I'm not a big fan of basketball, Game 2 of Ateneo and FEU will be later. If the Ateneo wins, champions, four-peat, VICTORY! Rumors have been going around that in the likely chance we will win, a bonfire will occur tomorrow which can ultimately mean no class on Monday!

PLUS, I got to answer this long standing question in my brain, is four-peat a real word? Yes, it is.