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Feels Like Saturday
Mom just got home from Taiwan! She arrived at around 1130 in the afternoon... I went with my aunt, a cousin, and my granny to fetch her at ethe airport... Yay! All was fun except for the small talks I had to do with my aunt. Mom did her antics- the usual stories about the fellow paaengers, et. Was all funny!

After some 2 hours arriving at home. I went to see Batman Begins with ka and ken. Movie was great- no holding back for encomiums there- as in totally great! There wasn't a single slow scene! Story was good too! I thought I'd hate Katie Holmes in the movie- 'coz a lot of peeps had told me she was a bit of a misfit in the movie- but she was really ok. Definitely great...

This is not one of my usal sundays! This is fun!

Got a 730 class tom! So bye for now...
Painfully Pathetic
What ever happened to you kid! You try so hard to have the story you want but then youi become such a character in the story! You try so hard to make sense but you forget about the important stuff! It will never be entirely about you, you stupid kid! Grow Up! Some things are definitely more sacred than the things you do to build your own story! Be that!

But I guess in this wolrd I can't be just that. I am a victim of society and a victim of myself. Teach me please... Maybe I just need to listen. I'm not listening well. I'm vague and amorphous- taking a shape means taking the path I fear. But I have to. To make that story is the only way to have a story. I must pay attention.

I already have some clues... The problem is that I tend to sum everything under these clues. I need some seriuos dialogue with myself. I need your help. Please come! I admit I'm lost. But please don't try to make me too convinced. I need you to help me see again. I'm turned into a charlatan. Help me see again please!!!

I'm drunk with rainbow fizz. Where does that came from. I don't want to escape, I just want to see again. I'm numb with head up high. I don't see my feet. My hands are sweating. I'm cold. Help me please. Please. I'm crying but I don't know why...

You know I'm talking to you! Please!
Hello Garci
just finished with an assignment for poli sci. It's about Lacson "Be Not Afraid." I'm still not sure if forcing the president to abdicate- or even forcing her out of the palace- is the way to go. I mean there are a lot of factors that we should consider before taking part in any movement. There's our economy, there's solidarity, political rehabilitation, etc. If we consider the opposition's track, wouldn't the economy plumet? Or if they may be true about their claim, why should we follow when quite obviously they're preparing their furture- not ours? Well I, to be more specific, don't trust them- why is it only now that all of this is coming out? On the other hand, if we don't persue the issue- like what GMA is currently doing (ironic, get it?)- how to you pacify the people- driven by their plight and the opposition- and to make at least most of the country calm? Hay... I really don't know what to do... Not that I can change the whole scheme of things but I feel like I should participate in this social issue- so shut up.

We want stability! The fact that there's not a gathering comparable to edsa revolution in the span of time since the scandal surfaced shows this. I guess most are still undecided... I am undecided.

This is not my assignment however... hehe!

I slept through naruto! kainis! I woke up 7 pm and discovered that I only got 2 hours to do my homework and that it's the news on TV not cartoons! drat!!! I bought a daily and read through the frontpage and whoala, surprise surprise, it's all about the scandal.

And now... in front of the monitor again. Doing the usual. Nothing's up on TV and the book me bought isn't very riveting. So as another medium of escape, here I am in front of the monitor.

Oh! and I had a serious chat with Cheson about the formsem. Half-way through out conversation, I was half-fantasizing about gagging him and tying him to the bench and run out of Mateo building. But unfotunately me wasn't able to do just that. It wall fun to be fair but I'm just not the type to be all ears especially when the person speaking is very professional- that org is work. I guess Celadon would really have a direction with this guy... He's strict- most people I know don't even like him- but I guess such attitude of leaders about organizations is a must. I was not at all insipired whatsoever because most of his ideas are so ten minutes ago(hehe) but at least I get to know the the person who directs the org more. I guess he's just dedicated to himself (no kidding) and the org. The former doesn't appeal to me of course.

I want a naruto head protector! It costs around 350. Wouldn't that be could to wear while reading! hehe! planning to get it at the second week of july. Dance troupe be practicing on munday- hope all GA dancers would come- missed 'em all!

Got a class tomorrow and a dinner- Im not even sure what time and where will it be? Be seeing Andie at last! I heard she got fat! hehe! Anyway she's one missable brat. Unfortunately taunting eyes be at my class tom. Anyway, there's always something great about tomorows...
Dripping and Eventful Night
I spent the long break reading the entire Guidon ,the blogs and news on the net- Yep, I persevered to do all these readings just to fill up the four hours... anyway I also got to try Romp's handy puzzles- I don't know their names so shut up- It was fun! I almost solved it lacking just one more manuever. I want to buy some of that! 2 green teas (healthy kitchen) and a hotdog... then.. some more internet...

...And the four and a half hours of wait was over... I was indeed looking forward to finish the rest of the day with the usual socializing and casual goodbyes and ride back home. But no! Everything was a bit upbeat- more than the oddities I experience everyday at school!

Class started out quite normally. But then there was my excessive blabbering with peeps! I spitted out harsh (on my measure) comments about anything anyone just said almost at every second.. That was more than wierd... And then the grouping thing!!! Rach and I had for the longest time a hard time which group to be part of! Ugh! Anyway the teacher seemed quite vexed about it. Me was supposed to be on Nat's group but I felt that Rach wouldn't want to be "alone" in Raf's- not to mention to be the only girl... Actually I thought that Raf had considered both of us to be part of their group but, as I semi-expected, I wasn't wanted. So, anyway, we had at least some 10 minutes of argument of who would go to which team. I was ok to be part of any of the two groups since I've worked with almost all of 'em. I kept on asking Rach which group she wanted to belong to. But, I guess because of her meekness, she couldn't say that she wanted to transfer to Nat's- she really seemed like that to me... So anyway after an eon of deliberation- not to mention the the teacher's butting in the grouping decision- we finally decided: Rach in Nat's and moi, unfortunately or otherwise, in Raf's group. Geez, why does everyone wants to lead?- most of 'em just want to...

After that crucial point in our lives, the lecture went on- but this time it went pretty well- not exactly how an MIS subject should run- in other words it went quite interesting... Topic was about how to choose a project among many- the NPV specifically. Really like some math...

The class ended. A bug striked me in the eye! It wasn't of collosal size- so nothing to really be wary of. But, still, it was a BUG intruding in my physical existence! wahaha! I even got to shout at a joke- well, it was the usual nerdy joke I hear on a daily basis... I went to the washroom hoping to wash my left eye and another insect was there declaring that war's not over!!! Croach! Eeek! I washed my eye fast and jump to the far far side of the wash room to assess my chances of beating the croach. Convinced that I wouldn't be able to kill the croach I ran out of the washroom fast! I was saved- I should really be awarded for that. I went to the classroom and prepared to leave for home.

But, again, it wasn't possible at all! The heavens was a pain! It was pouring down hard. Flashes and Roars in the sky seemed like gods mocking us for not bringing umbros. Nevertheless, We were brave men and women! We charged the open field daring the gods to strike us- whatever. We got into a tric- quite luckily considering the time. I was dripping wet when I dismounted the tric. And, after some serious running, I arrived at the train station. But the train was alreday closed!- what's wrong with you peeps?!! We had to ride a jeep. The usal ear-defeaning sound was expected plus the gawdy red and blue lights inside! On exiting this jeep, I almost grabbed a woman's face- mistaking it for the handle on the sides of the jeep. On to the next jeep and suddenly I was in my neighborhood.

And I still haven't bathed... Now in front of the monitor trying to make sense of what just happened. Clearly, It was extraodinaire! Well if you're living my shelled life- it can count as something fun...

And then at home. News. Cousin came. My alleged sister shoved the bedroom door declaring her best feelings. Cousin left and didn't plan to comeback. Some more telenovela effects. And then she was like "Oh he left, I thought he'd be staing the night?". Some load of shit eh?
Nothing Up
I think I'm beginning to like my philo class and......... theo class!!! wahahaha! (once again eric you're turning into something else) The latter's a complete surprise even to myself! Well, let's just say I'm not theologically inclined... But then again, what the hell. This should be good! Bitter turned sweet... whatever.

There's completely nothing to do in the entire 4 and a half hours before my Project Management class (be buying the book later or tom). Hmmm... I should've gone home for a nap. Anyway... been with Celadon peeps for a while- of course with some friends (me eyes would've turned white without) - and now here, the Lib foyer (It's an ok place, so shut up). I guess I'll eat and sleep some later...

I got a class tommorow from 2-5 pm- At last an authentic first day in my supply chain eclat! Ooh... and a dinner with a family friend- the daughter's having her 18th birthday- not sure about that. Question for tomorrow would be to go or not to go. I have something against one of 'em so ewan...

About this journal thing, I guess serious posts would be on weekends. I like to write some o'that! I plan on adding another picture for the site but I don't know if the colors match the neo picture. Be doing that tommorow.

Be eating now...
Happiness and Virtue (?)
I still have some 5 pages to read for my ethics class tomorrow.

I re-read the first 33 pages and I discovered that I didn't quite understand the last few pages- well I was dozing off last wednesday. Anyway, Nicomachean Ethics (Aristotle) is actually a good read- you get to see the separation inherent in the thought of Being and Mind and his objection against idealism- but it's long. Sir David assign the first two chapters for tomorrow- up until page 53- 5 more pages!!! I guess I'll just read them tomorrow after my theo class...

I still want some more design for my blog but I think this is okay. I'm really getting into this css design stuff!- well at least that'd be good as a different vice. haha!

She's totally mysterious. I'm not at all attracted to her in any romantic way but something about her's just mystifying. Her eyes seem so full of experience- but it also seems she doesn't want to share it... Totally weird in the best possible way. (I was waiting for a tric when she looked at me... those wise and lonely pair of eyes... well at least they weren't condescending unlike most smart girls')

...and I'm totally excited about practices for the first GA. I think we're doing the Gwen Stefanie thing- groovy for lack of better words! haha!
Tweaking and Frustrations
Arggh!!! I still haven't figured out how to totally redesign my entire blog! I already have added links and a picture- but that's about it! I want to have the matrix picture at the top but I still haven't figured how!!!

Whew! Anyway, I guess I should read some more blogging techies. It's quite fun actually!

Dinner later with highschool buddies but I guess I would be coming home fast. Hate to listen to them blabber anyway. I just don't feel like it now...

I wasn't able to attend the Formsem! Gosh! I already told Daph that I'm sure to attend it!!! Anyway, I guess I'll just have to schedule a meeting with the org's president...

Crap! I want a good design!!! Help!!!
Rise on The End
At last I'm free!

Once upon a time Aerecson Uy- I was called "Charles" then- was this quintessential introvert who hides himself deep down under his skin- defending himself from what he deemed as the mad mad world. When he got to college he was the same person living in his thought of "matrix" world- and, no kidding, he didn't even want to be. But finally something saved him from that- after two years of experiencing college.

I am not particular with that something. It's rather not one thing but an agglomeration of things- that has brought about that great music- which is what I'm trying to live now. It's rather cheesy so I won't divulge it here. hehe! Besides this is easier than squibbling down on my "casual" journal- yes, I have several types of journals. This blogging would definitely help.

So there's my two allibis on doing what I used to despise. I almost equatED it to selling yourself- writing about my own life that is. Quit it man! you still keep your "super serious" journal! so let go! don't hold back now!

So now, formal entry...

I just had the first three days of my final year in college. It's nice to see Ateneo again after the two months I spent working in a bank. I was really excited last tuesday about going to school the next day!- yep, I had the whole tuesday doing the final touches on my deliverable for the bank, so my real first day was wednesday.

Teachers seemed to be okay- well I would like to think they would be, so we'll see.. Anyway it was refreshing to see familiar faces- irony- after a mind-grueling 2 months; Friends and acquaintances, even teachers gave me that feeling of- somehow- a sort of home. Getting quite redundant there just to emphasize a point.

Hmm... New teachers. Luis David, Raul Rodrigues, Vene Rallonza. They all seem very promising except that the first one seems to be expecting a lot from students- including, well according to some second hand info, a knee-high compilation of readings. Good luck to me. He seems ver unattached. Rallonza seems very uhhmm scatter brain. Well, I mean she teaches but she tends to drift away from the topic to some headlines. But she seems very refreshing. I think she values real independent thinking- unlike Dacy, and all those teachers who want students to be their messengers, i.e. parrots... These observations are based on a 3 day experience. Pay no heed!

Be having a formsem tom for Celadon... 8 am. So 'til next time!

who am i
Eric thought he has found what he's looking for (like the U2 song. lol!). These days, he's not even sure whether he's actually looking for something. And, he's tired of riding on other people's dreams, assuming purposeful identities. He figures life's not about how we think we figure in the "larger scheme of things" (thus, "The Identity Myth"). Rather, it's about finding what compels and weighs us down to live another day, and pursuing just that. He chronicles various life happenings alluding to the identity myth, because in the end he recognizes that obsessing about it is inevitable, and human (and sometimes pathetic and shallow). Oh, he's undecided between survival and bliss (like the Alanis song). And his favourite pastime is to fluctuate between despair and hope.