Today was the first day of my last semester in college. Sigh. I don’t know if I should be happy or sad about it. Maybe I’m happy AND sad about it. Happy, because it’ll all finally be over in the next 15 weeks or so, and sad because I know, and I’m pretty certain, that I’m going to miss a lot of things. It’s not the ideal college experience, yes, surely a very far cry from what I was imagining it to be when I was in high school, but it was definitely an experience I’ll never trade anything for. Okay. Too much senior drama. I’m stopping now 
Anyway, as I said, today’s the first day of my last sem. It was pretty much like my first 10 semesters (7 regular sems, and 3 REQUIRED summer sems). I actually was trying to look for something special the whole day because I know, deep in my heart, that today HAS to be special but…well, maybe it’s not that special after all. I found/experienced/saw/heard/felt nothing to make this day an extra memorable one.
Well I guess aside from the fact that we talked about sex, and nothing but sex, in Danton Remoto’s 4-hour literature class. Awesome.
My subjects are, er, how do I say this…pretty manageable. Fine. My subjects for this sem are scary. I have the best professors, but, with less than 15 weeks of reading the readings (duh, Kat, what else do you do with the readings?), preparing for group presentations, data gathering for thesis, defense preparations, (add another 50 lines or so of stuff to do here), I won’t be surprised if I find myself in NCMH (National Center for Mental Health) sometime in February next year. Just thinking about the next weeks ahead makes me feel like a zombie already.
Oh well. Enough of the negativity.
Bobby Guev was the coolest Theology prof ever (aside from the great Hermann Rochester, of course). Thing is, I picked a Filipino Theology class ‘coz I thought there would be no problem, after all I am very fluent in the language. But god in heaven, I never expected his Filipino to be that FILIPINO! (Or should that be, I never expected his Tagalog to be that TAGALOG? Read na lang whichever is more correct). I mean, ang lalim lang ng kanyang mga salita, hindi ko maunawaan ang nais niyang ipahayag. But of course, he is THE GREAT BOBBY GUEV so I’m in no matter what. As what he always says, “Huwag mong hayaan na maging hadlang ang wika sa proseso ng iyong pagkatuto.” Amen to that.
If Bobby Guev would undoubtedly lead me back to God, Danton Remoto, on the other hand, will surely make that goal more difficult to achieve. Nah, just kidding. He’s awesome. I think we only had one hour of (serious) poetry discussion, and the rest of the 4 hour meeting, we spent talking about sex, the RH Bill, politics, Kris Aquino, Robin Padilla, and some more sex. I think, like honestly think, that he would make a good Theology professor. Seriously.
And by the way, Guy in Green is my classmate again this sem! Hihi <3
