my first column...bow!
author's note: ito po ang pinaka una kong column sa The New Builder, ang oficial student publication ng Mapua. ito po ay ang raw na gawa ko para kay Armand, Editor-in-Chief namin. makikita natin balang araw, sa paglabas ng unang issue ng taong 2008, kung ganu ka rami ang mawawala sa original kong gawa dahil pers taym ko pong sumulat ng ganire...at least ng isang matinong ganire...at marami pa po akong rooms for improvement. i-negate na po natin yung ginawa ko nung high school dahil basura lang po talaga yun. now, without further ado...
Wonderland
MORPHEUS
Do you want to know what the Matrix is, Neo?
NEO swallows and nods his head.
MORPHEUS
It's that feeling you have had all your life. That feeling that something was wrong with the world. You don't know what it is but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad, driving you to me. But what is it? It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
NEO
What truth?
MORPHEUS
That you are a slave, Neo. That you, like everyone else, was born into bondage...kept inside a prison that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind. Unfortunately, no one can be told what the Matrix is. You have to see it for yourself.
NEO
How?
MORPHEUS
Hold out your hands.
In Neo's right hand, Morpheus drops a red pill. In his left, a blue pill.
MORPHEUS
You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill and you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes. Remember that all I am offering is the truth. Nothing more.
Neo opens his mouth and swallows the red pill. The
MORPHEUS
Follow me.
The Matrix, 1999
Released by Warner Brothers Pictures
Choices in general
Choices have always been a hard kicker ever since the world began. It is as relentless as a pack of Scourge trailing your sorry hide even after evading them, blinking away from them and even stunning such darn creeps. From choosing the sweeter candy or picking the better toy, choices will always knock at your brain amidst your daydreaming.
As I was on my way home one late evening, I came upon a common dilemma among students, a fork on the road, if you may – should I ride a jeep or an FX? Yes, you would scowl at me at such shallow circumstance. FYI, it may be a decision of a lifetime. So let me break it down for the benefit of those doubting Thomases raising their brows.
Let’s say I went for the jeep. Pros of such choice are quite evident for the thrifty. Taking that option may well give me that coveted 20 percent student discount in my fare. Not to mention that jeep fares are already 50 percent cheaper than the alternative. But with the price comes that slap in the face. Literally. Have you ever experienced being bogged up with black smoke by those monster-of-a-truck? Not to mention the accessibility of thugs and thieves ready to plunder on your sweet valuables. On the other hand, FX offers the convenience of taxis at a much cheaper price. Though a little more expensive than the conventional jeep, FX caters to students with a little more budget in their hands. Now comes the nail biter. With its confined space for a passenger of 10, there is a much greater chance for crooks to actually send that FX to a dark spot and take your ever-valuable PSP. In short, confined spaces more often than not equate to more vehicular robbery cases. I guess victims can back me up on this claim.
So what does this all mean? Any choice will always have pros and cons. It is in the realization and recognition of its effect to an individual at a personal level that gives the true meaning of a choice in the first place.
Blank choices are not choices at all.
Responsibility and choices
People tend to carry the weight of the world upon their shoulders. With an unending supply of complementary drama, responsibilities will always and forever be a shadow of one’s choice. Unfortunately, due to the dynamics of modern animosity, majority of us are inclined to set aside, if not totally neglect, the responsibility of our choices.
I really can not see the essence of someone taking loads when they can not fulfill their duties in doing so. I am just a common student and I know excellent credentials and insurmountable industrial experience are a big wow. But is the blinding diploma hanging in the wall or the title sticking beside the name all that there is to it? I don’t think so. I’d rather have an average friend as a peer adviser than someone at the brink of a vegetative state. I really don’t have anything against ill-stricken people but I know I deserve something much better. I know everyone does. I think no institute would want its students to have weak education. Weak education means a weak foundation. And a weak foundation means downgraded engineers. That I am sure is a no-no for any school. I just hope this would be looked upon and accounted for as I have drained away by something that could have been prevented from the start.
People do tend to swallow more than they can chew.
Invitation to my fate
Welcome to my freshly popped column. Yes I know this is yet another spot for personal views and in sights. But before you turn that page and leaf up to the centerfold or to the Coed’s page, I want to tell you something that you might want to consider. Read further for details.
As I was saying, TNB have once again opened up a slot for personal notes on important issues. And yes this is PSEUDONYM – loosely defined as a fictitious name used by an author to conceal his or her identity. In short, a pen name. Now why would you want to have a pen name? Or further continue reading, for that matter?
Like what I have been babbling on and on for the previous paragraphs, this column is provided by TNB to be a slot for personal notes and important issues. And with that, I am giving this slot to our loyal, if not forced, readers. Yes, I am giving the Mapuan community – whether you’re a student, a faculty, an administrator or whatever – the opportunity to use this spot for any relevant issues. Just send me an email. Send me a text message. Give me a knock at our office. Tap me at the back wherever and whenever in Mapua. Just let me know your concern and I would personally give an in depth research on your inquiry and set everything straight on your behalf.
Why? Well, you can always take the blue pill and let your story, your issues, and your drama end. You can wake in your bed and you believe whatever you want to believe. On the other hand, you can take the red pill and stay in Wonderland and I will personally show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes. Remember that what I will offer you is the truth.
Nothing more.
Greetings
Wow! This IS an actual wide-scale greeting spot. Haha! I would just like to greet my parents for always understanding my everyday early mornings and late nights. I also would like to extend my advanced Congratulations and Happy Wedding to my Kuya Vixen and Ate Anna on
I guess that will be all. I am not yet saying my goodbyes anyway. Hope to hear from you Mapuans soon.
Contacts
PSEUDONYM email: pseudonym.tnb@gmail.com
Contact no.: Cel# – 09153202726
TNB office – 2475000 loc. 3401
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