another bad week

aside from the problem that i am currently grieving about, there are also school stuffs and others that are also beginning to bother me. it's just technically the first week of school and hell month is making it's presence felt. because it's a general rule (although some are fortunate to get away with this) in philosophy department, the professor i had for ph101 would be the same for ph102. honestly, i think i got into the wrong class. i don't really like the teacher. and funny, it was my choice to get into a filipino philo class. you see, i am not really an avid fan of reading, especially if it's a period material, and obviously, philo articles are from the ancient greek period. the book written by fr. ferriols (according to sir gongora, he's been considered by time magazine as one of the top 100 greatest philosphers of all time) is a bit boring. it's easy to get what he's saying, but it's just that he keeps on repeating his words, making it redundant. enough of that. my point is that in philo, we were taught that what are said (or written in this case) are less important than what is done. and it's weird. my philo teacher is so dependent on the book. even if i enjoy the idea of philosophy, i have been getting irritated by how it is being taught in class.

it was my choice to get a legendary teacher for my theology class: marriage and sexuality. he's really good. i never enjoyed theology this much (because i had a terrible close-minded teacher for the previous theo class and honestly, i don't believe that we shouldn't be taught on how to deal with our relationship with God.) maybe it's because that this class isn't really God-centered that's why i'm enjoying it. admittedly though, i felt bad of getting an F for my first quiz in this subject. nevertheless, i see myself opening more eyes with this class and with this professor.

today, i was late for my first class because i had to go to the library for the microform reading for history class. our homework was to write a paper on what the world was on the day i was born. my history teacher, another good one, has 300 students, so everyone was basically bugging the staff in the microform reading section. poor them. but anyway, i was thinking that instead of describing what the world was on my birthdate through the headlines and other serious news, i'll be seeing through the use of entertainment and classified ads perspective. i went to my first class around ten minutes late. fortunately, since it was a psych class, there were graduating students who were there to ask us to answer their questionnaire for their thesis. our nice teacher said that we would be granted extra points for our first long exam just with answering it. the senior students were also generous enough to give us lollipops in return. however, i needed to go to the bathroom because of how sticky the wrapper of the lollipop was. i was running to the bathroom when suddenly, i twisted my ankle... again. i had just twisted it last week, a day before school, and it's not even done recovering. it was swelling bad, so a good classmate of mine was nice enough to accompany me to the infirmary. they wrapped my ankle with a bandage after applying some bengay. i don't think the nurse wrapped it well.

with all these, i don't really know where i'm off to now. these problems are relatively lighter and easier to solve than my "big" problem. however, i'm at least fortunate enough to have these minor problems for me not to dwell on the "big" problem as much as i would have to.