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Transcript of Hoots 2nd issue AY 2011-2012
VOLUME 2 NOV. - DEC. 2011
The Official Newsletter of the UP Zoological Society
Pasko paksiw pasko paksiw pasko pak~! Christmas is coming and it's the season for giving *so cliche*. But hey, what-ever your belief is, there's no harm in celebrating with friends and family. For many of us, the year has been tough; possibly tougher than the last (as it always is). However, it didn't stop us from going through our day-to-day trials and sacrifices. Some may have reached their breaking point, while oth-ers breeze through every challenge they face. Whatever our status may be, we always find a way to unwind and release all the stress that has accumu-lated through the semester. (That's why I <3 UPZS) Now that there are only a few days left for 2011, we can finally say goodbye to the problems of the past, and look for-ward to the problems opportunities of the future! Just by making it this far in life, we have set another <save point> that we can always <load> and <view> in the years to come. Problems and EPIC FIAL moments of the past become lessons for the present while SUCCESS or LIKE A BOSS moments become en-couragement for future endeavours. Life is a game, and the only way you lose is if you don’t play. Merry Christmas to everyone!
HOOTS
The Official Newsletter of the UP Zoological
Society est. 1952
Troll Clan 2011-2012
Frank Manuel
Troll Chief
Joyce Jorge
Tricia Alvarado
Cyndi Bandong
Caleb Rioflorido
Alyssa Tueres
Isaia See
Ivy Kim Tabios
Rona Cho
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Hoots is published bi-monthly by the UPZS Publicity Committee. All rights reserved. Copyright © 2011. No part of this newsletter may be reproduced without the permission of the publisher. Opinions expressed in
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Address all correspondence, advertising and inquiries
Editor’s Note
“No to budget cuts to educa-tion, health, and basic social services!” – this is just one of the chants of the Occupy Mendiola protesters on the three-day campout.
Student leaders and administrators of the Univer-sity of the Philippines con-demned the violence insti-gated by state forces on the students and workers. The brutal dispersal ended with five arrested and three injured in the second day of the week-long campout. On Tuesday and Wednes-day, the protesters tried to march to Chino Roces Bridge but were met by truncheon-wielding riot policemen backed up by water cannons. The militants were forced to turn back and camp out on Tuesday night at Plaza Miranda in Quiapo. The other night, they pitched their tents on Bustillos Street which led to heavy traffic in the area. On Friday, they made no
attempt to march to Mendiola as
they chose to remain on Bustillos
Street.
“The brutal dispersal of the youth-led protest in Manila only shows how grim our social
and political futures will be if we do not stand up and fight for equality, justice and human rights,” UP Student Regent Ma. Kristina Conti said. She explained that the violent action of state forces is “ironic” as the world will
be celebrating t h e H u m a n Rights Day three days from now, on December 10.
Mean-while, UP Presi-dent Alfredo Pas-cual asked for the release of the youth activists,
saying their demands like a subsidy increase for state univer-sities and colleges were legitimate and an expression of their consti-tutional rights. “I view with deep concern
the violent dispersal of the mass
action undertaken by students,
including those
from the Univer-
sity of the Philip-
pines, calling for
an increase in
government sub-
sidy for higher
educat ion at
Mendiola today,”
Pascual said in a
statement. “To
prohibit such ac-
tivities and brand
these as „seditious‟
goes against the
core principles of democracy,
transparency and accountability
which are central in President
Aquino‟s vision of daang matuwid
and contrary to the call of the
Aquino administration for active
public participation in the govern-
ance of our country.”
Sources: http://www.philippinecollegian.org/up-
community-condemns-brutal-
dispersal-of-occupy-mendiola-
protesters/
http://www.gmanetwork.com/news/
story/240522/news/nation/militants-
plan-to-occupy-mendiola-on-dec-6
Students were barraged by water canons as riot police try to dis-
perse them.
UP News
“To prohibit such
activities and brand
these as „seditious‟
goes against the core
principles of
democracy,
transparency and
accountability…”
-Rachel Jean Cabangon
Drizzles and wet grounds did not stop the chorale groups of College of Sci-ence (CS) organi-zations, in partici-pating in the re-cently concluded CS Carolfest 2011, which held at the CS Amphitheatre last December 2, 2011. It was the ZS Musical Hoot Hoot that opened this year‟s CS Carolfest, as it assumed the first performance of the night.
Members of the ZS Mu-sical Hoot Hoot, the official cho-rale group of the UP Zoological
Society (UPZS), gave the night a good start as they
sang the default piece, “Carol of the Bells”.
The singing group
then shifted tunes and sang the
Journey‟s hit song “Don‟t Stop Believin‟”.
Out of 11 competing groups, it was the PMHS Chorale that got the first place, MBB Star Activity got second, and ABM Do Re Mi notched the third place.
Despite of not getting a spot on the roster of winners, ZS
mems definitely had fun all throughout the night. Pat Tumbali, member of the ZS Mu-sical Hoot Hoot, ex-claimed, “We enjoyed it like crazy!”
ZS News
-Rachel Jean S. Cabangon and Marielle Kristine T. Doong
UP Zoological Society (UPZS), along with eight other UP organizations, gave an early Christmas treat to kids from UP Village, through a Children’s Fair that was held last November 19, 2011, at the new UP Gym.
The event, primarily or-ganized by the UP Volunteers for Christ, aimed to give joy and hap-piness to kids this season of shar-ing and giving. Participating or-ganizations prepared little games and gifts for the kids.
As for UPZS, the zooids first presented a game they called “Basket Stacko”, in which players aim to shoot the stackoes into a basket. Each player was given stackoes of a specific color, and so the player with the most number
of stackoes in the basket wins. The kids seemed to enjoy the game, as they went on playing this a couple of times.
Other games organized by the ZS mems include “Catch the Dragon’s Tail”, “Pepsi Cola Stop”, “Tao-Bahay-Bagyo”, “The Boat is Sinking”, and a card memory game, which was set at the ZS booth. The classic “Trip to Jerusa-lem” was played with a twist, in which the kids would grab and the arms of the mems, instead of sitting onto chairs.
“The fair was so much fun and I could say that the kids, as well as the mems, really en-joyed the activities,” Marielle Doong commented. When asked if she’s open for future tie- ups re-
garding such events, Marielle re-plied, “Given the chance, defi-nitely.”
Member’s Columns
So mga guys! Heto mga dapat itry nyong mga restaurants before the year ends
*pero actually, kahit hindi. Hahaha*. Since I live in Katipunan, I have the time to try
different restaurants kapag medyo hindi ako nagtitipid. Haha.
So first in line ay Peanut Butter Company!!!! Dito ako unang
nakatikim ng PEANUT BUTTER BURGER. Yeah. Masagwa bang
pakinggan? Pero nagustuhan ko siya, a bit. Tapos ma-
sarap ung chocolate marshmallow sandwich nila. Yun
lang medyo mahal yung pareho. Buti na lang may li-
breng service water. Na ikaw pa ang magsasalin mula
sa kanilang pitcher. Pero subukan nyo pa riiiin! :)
Next ay ang Gravy Fix! Yung katabi ng Flaming Wings! Well, both na masarap
yung dalawa. Pero mas common ata ung Flaming Wings. Anyway, sa Gravyfix
dun ako unang nakakatikim ng weird na gravy flavors. Haha. Lalo na ang
gravy nila na may red wine. Ang tawag ay Tipsy gravy ata. Pinaka masarap
para sa kin yung Juan dela Sauce tapos next ung herbs and spices. Haha.
Unli gravy friends. As in. Pwede na nga tayong maginuman dun aeh. Gamit
ung tipsy gravy. PEro di tayo malalasing. Hanggang tipsay lang. HAHAHA.
Tapos dun kapag around 6 kayo, may libre pa kaying flaming oreos! Yumyum!
Isa lang ata kasi may-ari nung dalawang yun. Mga aroung 120 php maga-
gastos per person at may drinks na yun :)
Next ay ang Box-o-Rice! Haha. Feel ko marami sa inyo nakapunta na dito
pero ishare ko lang din. Ang masarap dito ay ang binagoong rice! Nung app
palang ako ng ZS, napatikim na to sa kin eh kaya gusto ko din ishare sa iba
lalo na sa mga new mems at apps. Medyo hindi sulit kapag maliit lang yung
bibilhin nyo kaya yung malaki na agad! Masarap din dun yung chicken teri-
yaki.
Tapos isa pang resto ay ang BONCHON! Sabi ng iba, masarap lang daw yung
balat nun. Para sa kin, lahat ng manok, sa balat nakukuha ying pagkakaiba.
Alama kong marami sa inyo ang hindi magaagree sa kin pero hindi ko
madistinguisg yung mga manok ng iba’t ibang restaurant except sa lasa ng
balat nila. Haha. Pero one of the best that I’ve tested yung sa Bonchon.
Medyo mahal nga lang. May weird na matamis na lasa dun sa chicken
nila eh. Masaraaap.
Another chicken restaurant ay ang Chicken Charlie! Sa may oracle hotel and
residences ito, after lang ng Flaming Wings. Sulit dito yung value meal nila na
60 pesos lang. Tapos kung gusto niyo naman gumastos, pero di kasing ma-
gastos sa Bonchon, pwede nyo itry yung pang family nila na package. Isa
pang chicken resto! Ito naman ay yung Manang’s Chicken sa tabi ng 7-11. Dito
naman, yung meal nila ay nasa 100. Ok naman. Yun lang maliit ung serving ng
rice. Pero masarap yung chicken. Yung balat nung chicken. Haha. Itry nyo
muna yung original na sauce. Kasi, masaraaap. Tapos dun kasi sa may counter, may free
taste ng mga flavors thru chicken skins na may flour na and breaded mix. Sulitin nyo yun kasi, me-
dyo nakakbusog.
Yun lang muna sa ngayon! Kakain pa ko sa ibang restaurant dun kasi
balak kong makaianan lahat ng mga yun before ako makagraduate.
So itry nyo sana yung mga pinagsasabi kong mga resto. :) Have a
healthy lifestyle and diet! Wag kalimutan mag-exercise pa rin!
Masarap kumain pero mahirap magkasakit. :)
A plethora of completely random thoughts and memoirs that was carefully recovered from the deep recesses of
the consciousness.
Dishwashing Philosophy By Marie Joyce Jorge
Once upon a time, I
dreaded doing the dishes. A ubiquitous groan will be expected from me when the family meal has ended, and it’s time for me to face my duty after en-joying myself to the pleas-ures of a hearty meal with the whole family. “Magpasalamat ka na may hinuhugasan ka. Ibig sabihin nun, naka-kain ka…nabusog ka,” my father would always say for me to quiet down. Nevertheless, nothing hin-dered me from internally complaining about this job.
It’s quite funny that
so many ideas emanated from this seemingly awful activity.
While letting the
water rush from the faucet to strike into the plates in the basin, wetting the sponge and applying ra-dioactive yellow dish-washing liquid, and gazing into the soapy suds and bubbles that playfully es-cape from the squeezed sponge, thoughts just
come at random. Just like the bubbles, those thoughts would be so many and fleeting. I can’t recount how many times I have thought of potential topics to write and then forget them as soon as wash-ing
dishes is over. There are times
when I just remember random things and ran-dom people. There are times when someone stuck in my thoughts con-tinue to reign supreme amidst the washing and scrubbing. There are times when events—both good and bad just come and visit me in my solitude of dirty dishes.
Maybe life is just
the same as washing dishes. We tend to get dirty now and then be-cause of our everyday toils and struggles. We let the running and rushing wa-ter re- freshes us.
We with-stand the washing of problems and challenges so that in the end, we come out with a clean and sometimes, a better slate… From then
on, I never
complained about doing
the dishes again. To my
parents, I just got myself
settled in a routine. But
for me, it’s a necessary,
albeit unorthodox, ritual
to get to know myself
more.
“Life is just the same as washing dishes. We tend to get dirty now and then because of our everyday toils and struggles..”
Everything seems to be quiet and still. Amidst the lessons that needs to be studied,
assignments that needs to be finished, and time that needs to be efficiently spent, I have
immersed myself in self-induced limbo.
My body ultimately craved procrastination—in sleeping and in studying. I have
achieved the perfect form. I have disciplined myself to be the embodiment of such ideals that I
unconsciously uphold.
In this moment, thoughts that are deep-seated inside of my unconsciousness burst
forth, creating a torrent of reflections and feelings...a torrent that would otherwise be
contained in my normal state. I begin to express my true feelings, and begin to show my true
condition.
So, am I not real in front of others? Am I showing a hypocritical approach to my
personality?
Maybe I am afraid that if I deal my dilemma straight on, I will uncover many things I
have purposely hidden at the back of my mind.
The layers of pretense and manners stripped away, lay myself—and all it could not
show outwardly. I began to reflect on what is really inside myself.
What’s on your mind?
At first glance, this may be quick to answer, but what I seek to understand is what is
really my conscious understanding on every aspect of my life.
I am human, and one of my natural instincts is to desire something...whether it’s good
or bad. I may not care whether I will be in hot water if I get what I want. But I still want to get
what I want.
Suddenly, I remember what I’ve been thinking about these past few days. Almost all
of them are not pretty, and I’ve got to admit, I’m bothered.
What are you talking about?
I don’t know either.
By Wayward West
SOUP
By Wayward Will
Happy Birhday
The note on my planner caught me by surprise. I have written down your already upcoming
birthday and by impulse, I immediately start an attempt to erase it using the thick and intense angry
strokes of my ballpen. But actually, I made a fool out of myself there since I still know it. I still know when
you’re approaching another year again.
Another year.
It’s as if a whole year has passed since I last talked
to you. I remember thinking that when your
birthday comes up, I’ll put on the biggest smile I
could on my face and spend some time with
you. I even thought about giving you a hug
because you said back then that I’m your
family here in the city. Last year, when it was
your birthday, I just gave you a nonchalant
greeting in class. I barely know you back
then, and for all I know, you are that weird
“know-it-all” that scores insanely high on our long tests.
Another year.
It’s been a long way, and I definitely know more about you now. Over the almost crazy turn of
events between us, I know you; and I’m sure you know me too. Maybe I knew you too much that I started
to hate you. I started to see what you really are, and it’s very different on what you’re trying to show to me
before. Maybe you knew me too much that you started to hate me as well. You started to see your
frustrations over your expectations in me. Inevitable it was that the day came when I decided never to talk
to you again. I thought that maybe, some things did not change and
you’ll try to talk to me. You never did.
Another year.
When your birthday comes up, I guess I’ll just give you a
generic birthday greeting wall post on Facebook—just like people do
when they see your birthday on their home pages. I don’t think I’ll even
talk, let alone spend time with you, because actually, I barely know you
now. For all I know, you are that weird “know-it-all” that scores
insanely high on our long tests.
Gagopinons and Gagadvice\ By Guru Gaguru Hey there everybody! I am Guru Gaguru, your one and only Guru for everything and nothing. I can give advices [whether they be useful or sh*t is for you to decide (**,) ] on anything and everything you would like to get advice on. To start off, since I have not yet received questions from my beloved fans, I’ll just go with the Gaguru’s Gaghoroscope of the Month.
Ang Pahayag
(Isang Villanelle)
Allan Monteclaro
Ako ang simula at ang katapusan
Hawak ko sa leeg ang buong mundo
Ako ang diyos, ako ang demonyo
Ihanda ang lahat sa katapusan
Pawawalan na ang pulang kabayo
Ako ang simula at ang katapusan
Diligan ng dugo ang kalupaan
Pulbusin ang mga bundok at mga bato
Ako ang diyos, ako ang demonyo
O, kay bango ng mga sunog na laman
Ipagdiwang ang mga lusaw na buto
Ako ang simula at ang katapusan
Punuin ang hangin ng mga hiyawan
Musika ng sumisigaw na bungo
Ako ang diyos, ako ang demonyo
Ito ang paraiso kong digmaan
Ang mundo sa bawat puso ng tao
Ako ang simula at ang katapusan
Ako ang diyos, ako ang demonyo
Transition
(MJ)2 You gladly opened your arms wide And raised your head up high To feel the fresh green blades of grass Washed anew by the early morning rain You started to turn and dance around In the wide and vast grassland expanse As the cool and soothing breeze touch your skin You slowly lose yourself in dancing play The bright yellow sun rose up to its full splendor And you realize it was already noon “Michael, your time’s up. It’s time for you to go.”
Ground Zero
Things fall apart One by one, they fall Little by little, you worry It grows You do nothing When the most precious thing That one thing you know will make things better When that starts going wrong You know you're screwed Big time Do you rise? You should know there is no lowest point You can go lower and lower If you don't rise
Illustrations by: Ralph Ma-alat; Tricia Alvarado; Alyssa Tueres
I love you
Anonymous
As I lay upon my austere bed, Thinking momentously about you, This outlandish idea struck my head, To make a poem – a first, for you. Stringing words, this I’ve never been good, But a shot shall I give it, Though at the core of this task, my tongue may writhe, My efforts would surely be fruitful, would it not? I have had my shortcomings And they have hurt you a lot, Such sorrow love brings When one fails to grasp what he’s got. Indeed, now I know better, And lose you I will not For I found in you a love much sweeter -sweeter than what I could have ever sought.
Untitled.
Anonymous My sobriety is my downfall. I have tried to relinquish myself from things that disables me to live a complacent life. But I still proved to be preposterous when it comes to dealing with the concerns of my heart. I cannot eschew being daunted by these things. Elucidating to myself the unfortunate fate I have was never an easy thing to do. Well, at least for me. But not until I met him. He gave me an intuition to smile despite of so many mishaps in my life. He motivated me to believe in myself - of what I can do, of what I can fulfill. Every solitary moment with him is a fantasy come true. Even if I am not with him, I can still feel his hand holding mine, I can still feel his tender embraces and his passionate kisses as his warm soft lips touch mine...
Broken Glasses Anonymous "That's the problem with you. You always give up." I turned away from him and started walking over the broken pieces of glass scattered on the floor. As I took a step, there were crackling sounds beneath my feet. Slowly, the sounds blurred into distant murmurs. A December gale found its way underneath my covers. I looked down. Amidst the pouring warm crimson red blood, broken glasses sparkled and jutted from the cuts through the skin of my bare feet. I shivered. "It does not hurt," I told him. I took another step and one piece cut through the smallest finger of my right foot, scraping the nail off from where it used to be at-tached. As I attempted to take another step, my knees trembled. I fell. A fountain of blood glinted in the light. The wind blew against my face and all hairs on me stood on end. And yet, I did not feel the chill crawling up my skin. "I love you," I heard him whisper. I looked back. Then I looked to where I was going to. Tears began screaming at me. I would have to walk all the way a hundred miles back just to hear him say it again. But I only have to take two more steps to get away from those bro-ken pieces of glass cutting through my feet.
From the Other Side M.
Marahan ang ihip ng malamig na hangin sa paligid. Kasama ng makulimlim na kalangitan,
sila’y nagpapaabot ng pag-anyaya na ako’y magpalipas pa ng ilang sandali sa higaan bago bumangon at
harapin ang bagong araw. Mukhang nasobrahan yata ako ng kakaisip kagabi kaya hirap na hirap ang
aking katawan na makiayon sa layon ng aking diwa. Pagkaraan ng isang maikling dasal, ako ay dali-
daling tumingin sa aking cellphone...
Walang mensahe mula sayo.
Dati wala akong pakialam sa mga pabati mo bawat umaga. Mga pabating pinaglaanan ng lahat
ng asukal na dapat ilagay sa iyong kapeng inumin. Marahil siguro ako ay nasanay sa mga ganitong
sandali kaya ay hinahanap ko na rin ito.
Nagpatuloy ang mapanglaw na panahon hanggang sa aking biyahe patungo sa pamantasan.
Biglang tumugtog ang Melt My Heart to Stone ni Adele sa radyo ng aking sinasakyan. Paboritong
kanta.
“And I hear your words that I made up
I’ll say your name like there could be an us
I’d best tidy up my head I’m the only one
In love, I’m the only one...in love...”
Kahit lahat na yata ng kanta ni Adele ay emosyonal, marami ang nakakakita ng repleksyon ng
kanilang mga puso’t damdamin sa kanyang mga kanta. Sa bawat bigkas ng mga salita at daloy ng nota,
nararamdaman nila ang magmahal at masaktan. Mga karanasan na pilit tinatago o winawala.
Aaminin ko na pati ako ay natatamaan ng kanta. Yun nga lang, nakikita ko ang sarili ko bilang
kalaban.
Nakakatawa. Ang paborito kong kanta ay isang sermon sa aking ginawa.
Sa dinami-dami ng mga nangyari, hindi ko na matatwa kung alin sa mga pagkakamali ang akin
o sa iyo. Marahil ako ay nadala sa tamis at liwanag ng iyong pagsinta na tila’y walang maliw. Sa mga
pagkakataong magkahawak ang ating kamay at nakasandal ang aking ulo sa iyong balikat, marahil
tumitigil ang oras. Parang kailan lang nang ako’y iyong hagkan at lapatan ng halik sa aking noo.
Akala ko na talaga noon ay mahal na rin kita. Nagkamali ako.
Marahil ngayon ay iniisip mo na pinaglaruan ko ang iyong puso. Marahil ako’y
kinasusuklaman ng mga kabarkada mo. Pero sa totoo lang, sarili kong puso ang aking pinaglaruan.
Ikaw ay isang walang kalaban-labang damay sa aking kalokohan.
Muli akong tumingin sa aking cellphone.
Walang mensahe mula sayo.
LOWLS!!
*sniff*
Hoot shot: How many owls are found in this issue?
Answer9: secret.
A father was trying to teach his son a lesson
about the evils of alcohol. He put 1 worm in a
glass of water and another worm in a glass of
whiskey. The worm in the water lived, while the
one in the whiskey curled up and died.
F: alright son, what have you learned from the
show?
S: well dad, it shows that if you drink alcohol,
HINDI KA MAGKAKABULATE.
*Jokes by Pat Tumbali
“life is so unfair… I had plenty of
pimples as a kid. One day I fell
asleep in the library. When I woke up,
a blind man was reading my face”
–anonymous
Tatay: JR! patunayan mong di ka
bading. Isigaw mo lahat ng sasabihin
ko. Baril!
JR: BARIL!
Tatay: bala!
JR: BALA!
Tatay: armalite!
JR: ARMALITE!
Tatay: lalake!
ISPAT DA TINGS
ISPAT DA TINGS Rules: Look for the items listed in the picture above. Prize: any (1) flavor of Cornetto from CASAA ;P
KULA-KULAYAN MO AKO…
GIVE COLOR TO THE PICTURE BEHIND THIS PAGE.
Rule: one number corresponds to one color only
Prize: the best picture will be the cover of the next Issue :)