Biology. One. Two. Three. What does it have to do with being a major in English anyway? But most students love it I suppose. I dislike it because it is science. I dislike it that I take so much notes on the lectures, every other day if not always. I dislike it to the point that I want everything to be perfect, no failures attached. Although that is not the case, all the time. I want it perfect nonetheless.
Biology. Will I ever survive it? It is science. It is in line with my mom’s expertise as well as most of my sisters. But will I ever survive it? I think if I try hard, I will indeed survive. When I added it to my enrollment form, I said, okay, I’m gonna take you and I’m gonna nail you without having to be bothered by people. I won’t be bothered by future partners or group mates, I won’t budge. I won’t get close to anyone, so it will all be okay.
But here I am, in a group of English majors. We are six in the group, me being the weirdest of them all, I guess. The moment I became a member of them, I thought…shoot, I think I’ll have to work harder to survive. I do not mean that as something bad. “It’s not about you, it’s just me” bahahhaha.
I enjoy their company. I enjoy Biology because I have these people in my group. One who looks Maui in Moana; one who looks like a legendary rock star. Put them together and they’re like Lewis Carroll and John Tenniel of Alice in Wonderland (though they aren’t really fat). Hahaha! That is a compliment, hoping nobody gets mad at me for writing this way. Another one who looks like Hay Lin of W.I.T.C.H. comics whom I find too comically friendly that we keep on laughing just because. One who gives off the feeling of being in the presence of Jessica Pearson from Suits. She’s very intelligent and motherly, for me, although she does not have the looks of a mom, that is for sure. Oh and lastly, one who looks like a mysterious detective, Inspector Gadget? Or at least that’s how I saw him the first time I met him from English 9. And I kinda have a feeling of..elder brotherly love from him. I feel like I’m with my long lost older brother (which I never really have) every time I talk to him. So all in all, I am but a happy, cheery mongrel who seeps my way into their nerves. I mean, I think I’m being too much a bully to them although I can’t help it. I just can’t stop. Cause you see, there are certain people from outside UC who I usually meet and bully just for the sake of bullying, and if you knew me you’d know that bullying is how I show that I’m comfortable with you and that I like you as a human being. Haha. But lately, they’re running out of stock, so my bully genes are slowly transferring inside campus and that is not good.
here’s the lyrics to a mini song or chant or whatever you call it, that I made with the one who looks Hay Lin.
“bahala na si Rikki,
bahala na si Leon.
nandiyan na rin si Rj,
pati na rin si Roseheart.
pano na si Jenna,
ano na ngay Charina?”