Friday, June 30, 2006


I auditioned for Biorhythm yesterday. They just asked me to sing a song and to sing the notes they strike on the piano. Okay. I think it’s a weeee bit unfair because Sedricke, the org president, gave me all the difficult notes: flat, minor, sharp---only a little major ones. Ugh. But he gave the girl before me a lot of major notes. Oh well.

And then the killer question: if you have a test, say, in Math 17 the next day but you have to practice for the org, what will you do? Attend the practice or study?

The ‘auditionee’ before me said she’d attend the practice, after thinking for some time. When the question came to me, I answered point blank: I’d study. I didn’t come to UP to sing. I don’t know what Sedricke wanted to hear, but that was what I wanted to say, so. End of story. I kind of don’t want to join badly anymore…after learning that they have practice twice a week from 4 to 7 pm. No can do.

Now I’m a little desperate. I have to join an org which isn’t too demanding and which I am actually interested in besides that reason. I could join the Political Science Society, or Polis, but they’re not really remarkable except that they sell tickets all the time. I could join the Student Christian Movement (of which Geronimo is the chairman of), but it’s an activist org. Geronimo told me that I could play a ‘passive’ activist. But passive activism, whichever way you call it, is activism.

But you know what? I’m actually toying with the idea. I’ve found that only ignorant people view activism as something radical and activists as rabid, misguided souls. It’s the media and it’s the government (who controls the media) which fans the fires of that ignorance. How can the ignorant reach such conclusions, though?

Activism becomes radical simply because it opposes the gods in power. Since the gods decree what right and wrong and everything in between is, they label their enemies in such a way as to discredit them. In this case, ‘radical’ is the label, something which is anathema to the traditional Filipino. Activism is not radical. It is just the other side of the fence, the side where the gods dare not trod.

And would you believe, a lot of activists are actually quiet, unassuming people. They don’t run around naked in school with war paint on their weenies. They read and understand to learn, and once learning, to change.

Can I be one of them? Can I…

Of course I’m not joining any rah-rah rallies. I don’t have faith in rallies and demonstrations changing the course of anything. They can, yes, but only when they’re major enough that even the media can’t distort their cause/s. I think that information dissemination, note, effective information dissemination can convince and change more successfully than rallies. Going underground, beneath the noses of the degenerates, is the best way to wage a war. For me.
Which brings me back to the question: where do I go? Tcha, anyway, I still have tons of time to think. In the meantime, what. I dunno. Wheredoigowheredoigowheredoigo.

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Geronimo said he dreamed a few years back about me (which means he’s never met me, yet). He dreamed that after I finish PolSci, I would take up Comparative Lit in Diliman and then teach. Now that’s weird. I’m only just thinking about that option lately and I haven’t shared it with him yet. Huh. He says and does a lot of things that make my life a novel by Isabel Allende, or maybe Laura Esquivel. Have I said that here yet? No? Now that’s a story worth telling, someday.

Well, what do you expect from a guy who sees dead people walking?


Blogger marX said...

oHH, di na ko lalapit kay Nong. (lol)

anyway, good luck sa org-shopping! haha. i-cheheer kita! gusto kong marinig ulit na kumanta ka..


9:56 PM  
Blogger lizette said...

salamat. tignan natin. =) hows diliman?

9:18 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hahaha.. biorythm... yeah that's unfair! magsoro ka nalang.. lol. so what if you got accepted anyway? -mary

2:42 PM  
Blogger lizette said...

accepted in biorythm? baka hindi ko na lang tanggapin...actually, they havent contacted me. saves me the effort of saying no, thanks, i shouldnt have. =)

7:45 PM  
Blogger marX said...

ohh, i missing a lot of things in UPM.

UPD's okay. It's great really. Pero cyempre I miss the UPM times. haayy.. well, that's life. haha. This is just the same feeling I felt when I entered UPM. Perhaps there's a feeling of doubt at first pero I'm sure I won't regret it.

Keep smiling, baby girl.


10:21 PM  

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