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Head's up: long-ass entry ahead.
...And I haven't even changed my icons around in the longest time. /sob
School, Teacher Stuff, POC and related matters.
To say that August kicked off with a blast would be an understatement. First: we've got the fact that school was called off just yesterday, which pretty much derailed all the work my committee in the department's done with regard to the Literature 13 midterms. Inevitable, I know, and completely understandable given the circumstances, but it did have some of us feeling something akin to what chickens must feel once their heads have been cut off. Or something. o_o
Well, the good thing is that I've managed to adjust my schedule up proper and it looks as though if I keep my head down and work with what I've got, everything will be fine. Requirements are piling up and I feel as though I'm perpetually running out of time with all the vacations and possible class cancellations that may come with the foul weather, but I suppose it's simply a matter of managing my time better and ignoring some fun stuff in favor of getting things done quicker.
I remember posting about landing the job with Vibal sometime back, and it shames me to note that I haven't even been able to get started yet - they require me to give my TIN, and ADMU has not issued me any record on what my TIN happens to be yet. Anyone I could have possibly asked still isn't available, so I'm still sitting on it. Considering e-mailing my contacts for this job and informing them of the situation, since it's becoming rather ridiculous.
Once that is up, though, that means I'll be busier. It's good in a way; the writing gig will inevitably lead to good things, I feel, especially since it does require quite a bit in order to come up with something worthy for the website.
Now, before I go on to talk about everything else, I think I owe this much to Corazon Aquino, the woman whom my countrymen just laid to rest the other night.
Two Cents for Tita Cory.
Let's get one thing straight: I know nothing about Corazon Aquino beyond all the usual data. I was born in 1985 - I'm a child of people who lived through those terrible times, yes, but I was barely old enough to walk, and therefore cannot, in good conscience, say I understand what happened back then.
As the years have gone by, the topic of the martial law regime has come and gone, and it often surfaces when I or my siblings least expect it. Still, we do look forward to the times that our parents or our older relatives tell us about what happened back then - we're all history fags in the family, so anything about the past, most especially a yesterday that has to do with us somehow, comes up. At the end of the day, though, we've always been two to three steps removed from the whole business... you may even say that there were times when all the pressure of having the hopes and dreams of the people who made the revolution possible loaded on our shoulders annoyed us. It did not help that our family migrated to Canada barely a year after my birth, and us kids therefore had no experience whatsoever of all the events that happened AFTER Marcos was removed from power. No experience of what happened, and what was SUPPOSED to happen but did not.
It's been said before, but let me say it again: Corazon Aquino was NOT perfect. She made mistakes just like any other president, like any other person. It would not do, I think, to put her up on a pedestal that none of us can ever reach and worship like there's no tomorrow, thinking she did no wrong, that she's as good as a saint. Instead of feeling sad that she wasn't perfect, though, I think that we ought to acknowledge how human she was, and how she showed us exactly how, as human beings, we can surpass our own limitations and become something close to perfect, in our own way, as individuals moving down our respective paths. As people touching other people, with whatever we've got.
A friend of mine has said that Mrs. Aquino is the one person whom all of us can agree on who exactly she was. Another friend of mine said that we mourn for her, as a person - no more, no less. I agree on both counts.
I did not watch the funeral, nor did I physically pay my respects. Beyond the small lecture I gave to my freshmen students in order to help them get a better bearing on just how important this woman was to our country, this is all I can offer.
Here's to a woman I might not have ever met nor completely understand, but at least see as someone whom we all ought to remember, for what she's done for us as a people.
Here's to Corazon Aquino.
Posted this over at my official blog, verbatim.
For the people interested in my Nine Inch Nails faggotry, I'll be posting an entry on that over there too. Link will follow once it's up.
It doesn't feel right posting ANGY! and BITCH! on the same entry as my word on Mrs. Aquino, so go and check the entry that'll come after this one for that.
I DO want the internet to know, though, that I think a case study ought to be done on Twilight and why the hell its fans are batshit insane. Just read the persona account of an RPer buddy of a friend, who was basically forced to vanish from the internet due to a rabid Twitard beating her over the head with a golf club.
No. I'm not kidding. And this probably isn't the first report of Twilight-related violence that has come out. Oddly enough, the cases seem to occur only in America.
It sounds silly, but the scholar in me is honestly pinged. Don't be surprised if I suddenly announce that I'm reading Meyer's work - it only means that I'm out to make a cultural studies analysis on the book in relation to this particular generation of America's youth, and what factors may contribute to the questionable behavior of a good number of these readers.
...Clearly, Pammeth needs to get a life. /cough
...And I haven't even changed my icons around in the longest time. /sob
School, Teacher Stuff, POC and related matters.
To say that August kicked off with a blast would be an understatement. First: we've got the fact that school was called off just yesterday, which pretty much derailed all the work my committee in the department's done with regard to the Literature 13 midterms. Inevitable, I know, and completely understandable given the circumstances, but it did have some of us feeling something akin to what chickens must feel once their heads have been cut off. Or something. o_o
Well, the good thing is that I've managed to adjust my schedule up proper and it looks as though if I keep my head down and work with what I've got, everything will be fine. Requirements are piling up and I feel as though I'm perpetually running out of time with all the vacations and possible class cancellations that may come with the foul weather, but I suppose it's simply a matter of managing my time better and ignoring some fun stuff in favor of getting things done quicker.
I remember posting about landing the job with Vibal sometime back, and it shames me to note that I haven't even been able to get started yet - they require me to give my TIN, and ADMU has not issued me any record on what my TIN happens to be yet. Anyone I could have possibly asked still isn't available, so I'm still sitting on it. Considering e-mailing my contacts for this job and informing them of the situation, since it's becoming rather ridiculous.
Once that is up, though, that means I'll be busier. It's good in a way; the writing gig will inevitably lead to good things, I feel, especially since it does require quite a bit in order to come up with something worthy for the website.
Now, before I go on to talk about everything else, I think I owe this much to Corazon Aquino, the woman whom my countrymen just laid to rest the other night.
Two Cents for Tita Cory.
Let's get one thing straight: I know nothing about Corazon Aquino beyond all the usual data. I was born in 1985 - I'm a child of people who lived through those terrible times, yes, but I was barely old enough to walk, and therefore cannot, in good conscience, say I understand what happened back then.
As the years have gone by, the topic of the martial law regime has come and gone, and it often surfaces when I or my siblings least expect it. Still, we do look forward to the times that our parents or our older relatives tell us about what happened back then - we're all history fags in the family, so anything about the past, most especially a yesterday that has to do with us somehow, comes up. At the end of the day, though, we've always been two to three steps removed from the whole business... you may even say that there were times when all the pressure of having the hopes and dreams of the people who made the revolution possible loaded on our shoulders annoyed us. It did not help that our family migrated to Canada barely a year after my birth, and us kids therefore had no experience whatsoever of all the events that happened AFTER Marcos was removed from power. No experience of what happened, and what was SUPPOSED to happen but did not.
It's been said before, but let me say it again: Corazon Aquino was NOT perfect. She made mistakes just like any other president, like any other person. It would not do, I think, to put her up on a pedestal that none of us can ever reach and worship like there's no tomorrow, thinking she did no wrong, that she's as good as a saint. Instead of feeling sad that she wasn't perfect, though, I think that we ought to acknowledge how human she was, and how she showed us exactly how, as human beings, we can surpass our own limitations and become something close to perfect, in our own way, as individuals moving down our respective paths. As people touching other people, with whatever we've got.
A friend of mine has said that Mrs. Aquino is the one person whom all of us can agree on who exactly she was. Another friend of mine said that we mourn for her, as a person - no more, no less. I agree on both counts.
I did not watch the funeral, nor did I physically pay my respects. Beyond the small lecture I gave to my freshmen students in order to help them get a better bearing on just how important this woman was to our country, this is all I can offer.
Here's to a woman I might not have ever met nor completely understand, but at least see as someone whom we all ought to remember, for what she's done for us as a people.
Here's to Corazon Aquino.
Posted this over at my official blog, verbatim.
For the people interested in my Nine Inch Nails faggotry, I'll be posting an entry on that over there too. Link will follow once it's up.
It doesn't feel right posting ANGY! and BITCH! on the same entry as my word on Mrs. Aquino, so go and check the entry that'll come after this one for that.
I DO want the internet to know, though, that I think a case study ought to be done on Twilight and why the hell its fans are batshit insane. Just read the persona account of an RPer buddy of a friend, who was basically forced to vanish from the internet due to a rabid Twitard beating her over the head with a golf club.
No. I'm not kidding. And this probably isn't the first report of Twilight-related violence that has come out. Oddly enough, the cases seem to occur only in America.
It sounds silly, but the scholar in me is honestly pinged. Don't be surprised if I suddenly announce that I'm reading Meyer's work - it only means that I'm out to make a cultural studies analysis on the book in relation to this particular generation of America's youth, and what factors may contribute to the questionable behavior of a good number of these readers.
...Clearly, Pammeth needs to get a life. /cough
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