Showing posts with label compilation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label compilation. Show all posts

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Single @ Paskuhan feels

Because some subjects are not just meant for study.. sometimes they bite you in the ass and remind you you're single for Christmas.. New Year... *sigh* Valentines Day... aaaand (let's hope not) but probably for the rest of your life.

I noticed that lately my subjects for this semester seem to be speaking to me in some weird, depressing, hugot from the bottom of some hopeless romantic's diary-kind of way:


         Biology: 
 
                               “All we know is that some things are attracted towards
                             other things and repelled from others.”

- Scott, A. on the force of attraction 
The Creation of Life, 1986


  • A scientific explanation to why faith doesn't bother apologizing after letting you run around in circles heels over head in love, letting you believe a particular he or she is 'the one'


    *** 

    Philosophy:   
                            
                              Constanze Mozart: No. I'm not going to marry you. You're a fiend!
                           Mozart: [speaking backwards] Ooy vol I tub. Ooy vol I tub!
                           Constanze Mozart: Tub, but. I. Vol, love... But I love you?
                           Mozart: [nods, mouths] I love you. 
     
     - (Amadeus, 1984 film)


  • Because unconventional sweet nothings is underrated


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    SCL 3                                 
    (Theology IV):

                              “our right over things is not absolute...”
      
    - (Towards Christian Social Involvement, 2001)


  • This probably means that as much as he says he's so into you one day, he can just as easily fall off your arms the next. Nothing can be set in stone except change, so man up and accept that nothing or no one is truly yours until you put a ring on it (sometimes not even then...)


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    Filipino:             
    (Retorika)          

                                  “Mahirap kaya yung ganon. Ang lamig lamig tapos ang
                                   kayakap mo lang, sarili mo??”
     
    - Sir Eros Atalia on discussion about 
    Hungary's Gloomy Sunday 1933

  • So much feels on this one. What's the use of an MTV kind of weather without someone to share it with?