neat class

i’m on my last term and hopefully i’ll pass my last two courses satisfactorily ( my standard for this is a point or a half-point below an average normal thinking lasallian ). but this is not why i’m wasting time here.

a couple of nights ago, my IPE class was conducted over dinner at a pizza house in malate. it’s called mamamaria italian pizza. it’s my favorite pizza place already. the pizza tastes very good, no grease ( or so i think ), crispy dough and the place is really neat. i like the very simple whitewashed walls, not so soft but not  so bright lights. it’s actually a very small place. my only complain is that they serve a very cheap brand of hot sauce. Anyway, we had our class there. i liked it. i can’t i contributed anything valuable in the discussion because as always i barely understood the bookassigned for reading.nonetheless, i’m not very self-conscious anymore.i figured my professor’s used to it ( as in me barely understanding the readings ). i was happy in class last wednesday because it’s one of those rare moments that the professor ( as in my favorite professor ) really discussed. he usually leaves us to exchange thoughts about the reading. his brilliance shines when he’s discussing because he sees things we don’t. he can explain concepts, theories that don’t make a lot of sense to me. at the end of his discussion it’s impossible not to appreciate the book really.

during the discussion, beautiful as it was thanks to the professor, i got constantly distracted by the thoughts of my classmates last term. i missed them. i was imagining how much funner the dinner class would have been had santi, gary, zaki,  and  the rest were there. for some reason, i feel the bond among us form. this includes the professor. i don’t know if it’s just me making a deal out of it because i wanna feel good and all. i don’t want to really rationalize anymore. i’m just glad anf that’s what matters. haha. my happiness is important to me.

the thought that my IPE class is the last course in my track is both a sad and happy note. for one, it means i’ll soon finish if everything goes well.however it’s also the last class with my favorite professor. i had him in all of my terms for crying out loud. i didn’t really make sure i’m in his class. it just happens all the time that he’s teaching the courses i’m required to take. so over the last 4 terms i’m bombarded with a lot readings which i appreciate. it’s the thought of these voluminous readings that make me feel that really, i’m a graduate student. i deserve a difficult life.

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