leftoverbrain:

I’ll miss the most creative people in the world- the ComArts crowd! :D Let’s go chase our dreams! This is it! Game face on! :D

Taken during the Department of Humanities Testimonial, a luau party with the calendar girls (haha) and the calendar boys - minus the muscles.:D

leftoverbrain:

This is a story I happened to dig out from my laundry of unforgettable-but-should-be-forgotten experiences, a story that happened not too long ago—just this mid of March when I was unlawfully forced to join a speed dating game called “1-Minute Love Affair.”

The speed dating game was one of the highlights of the event called “Perfect Blend: Finding true love over a cup of coffee.” It was organized by my classmates for a coffee shop and as a requirement for our Public Relations Class.

So here’s the mechanics:

5 guys and 5 girls would be chosen from the guests (unlucky of me, I was part of the chosen ones).  The participants sit in circles facing each other—the gentlemen in the outer circle and the ladies in the inner. Each guy is given one minute to get to know each girl. After every minute, the circle rotates until all the guys have dated all the girls. After that, all the participants would be casting their votes to determine who among they have dated they consider their “best date”.

The setting (just so you could imagine how it was like): Of course, the place was romantically set up. The place was dimly lit. We sat on the floor with balloons and candles around us. 

And so was the announcement of the best pair (*insert drum rolls and drumbeats here)

Yipee! I garnered the most number of votes !!! (throws confetti)

I was interviewed by the host. He asked me about what I did to capture the hearts and earn the votes of the girls. I just said, “Tinitigan ko lang sila. ” (Of course, I wasn’t serious when I said that).

The girl who won was Chin who also happened to be a Communication Arts student from a lower batch. She really is so pretty. She wears smile that would really turn you on. :D One minute was too fast that we only managed to exchange answers to only one question. The question was: describe your dream date. I just said that my dream date is simple: Me and my loved one sitting at the back of a pickup car, just driving in no particular direction (of course, someone would have to drive for us, since we’d be sitting at the back.)

After the announcement of winners, Chin and I were handcuffed which lasted for only 5 minutes. While we were handcuffed, the only thing I was able to tell her was, “Hala Chin don’t worry hindi ako straight.” We just burst out in laughter and I couldn’t remember having said anything after that. I could only remember we were too busy doing any way we can to cut the tie because it’s hurting already. :D

Daryl Q. Pasion

Communication Arts

Major in Speech Communication

Cum Laude

9 Pieces of Advice You Will and Will not Expect to Hear from a Graduate (with honors):

1.Learning can happen over a bucket of beer. Learn how to party and see how much you can learn from drunk-discussions with topics that can range from personal to politics. But don’t forget them when you’re sober.

2.Tell your angry teacher that just because you don’t participate in oral recitations doesn’t mean you’re no good, tell him you’re thinking.  After all, to think in silence is better than to speak with no sense.

3.The best way to fight boredom and sleepiness in class is to raise your hand and be recognized. : )

4.Just because your seatmate is a bookworm doesn’t mean he’s intelligent. So don’t be intimidated. The ability to read and the ability to distinguish what is worth reading are two different things. The intelligent does the latter.

5.Do not fall in love with your first idea. You can always think better.

6.You can never learn from examples, you learn from mistakes.  Commit as much mistake as you can but don’t be a fool not to learn from them.

7.You’ll find yourself turning into a complaining machine because of requirements you don’t find humane.  Do not complain before the mirror; complain before your teacher. Otherwise, complain to yourself and end up eating your words and doing what is required of you.

8.If you are out to steal the idea of your classmate, don’t steal a piece of cake, steal the whole bakeshop. Steal, alter, and make it your own. Nothing is ever original, people just know how to modify- that’s originality.

9.Lastly, you study not because you want to please your parents, teacher, or your seatmate. If you do that, I don’t see why you’re different from a sex-worker trying to please someone in bed. Study simply because you want to learn.

The cast of Para Kay B (I’m somewhere near the middle. haha :D)

“May quota ang pag-ibig, sa bawat limang umiibig, isa lang ang magiging maligaya. ” – Para Kay B

Being part of the staging of Ricky Lee’s novel Para Kay B in UPLB is definitely one of the highlights of my college life.   I played the role of Jake, a guy who fell in love with Erika. Jake, a playboy, doesn’t take relationships too seriously until he met Erika. But later in the story, Erika would reveal to him that she’s from a place called Maldiaga, a place where people do not know how to love and that, no matter how hard she tries to, she still doesn’t feel anything for him.

The story of Jake is one of the five love stories in the novel.  Unfortunately, Jake isn’t part of the “quota.”

IKAW KASAMA KA BA SA QUOTA?  

My Tumblr Crushes:

1. carsonjeffrey (9%)
2. electromarknetic (9%)
3. impendingtragedy (8%)
4. yorence (5%)
5. rvflorendo (4%)
6. ayingmayumi (3%)
7. enebrian (2%)
8. supergerlspotted (2%)
9. beben-eleben (2%)