The Etymology (Origin) of “Heck”
I suppose you expect me to say “What the heck?”, eh? Well, I really do want to. But it’s somewhat become a cliché so I’ll just say my theory on how the word came into being instead. As you ought to know, people in the English speaking community have this expression, “What the?” More specifically, there’s “What the hell?” and “What the fuck?” Now, for me, the way I see it, “What the heck?” originated from the two — “he” from hell and “ck” from heck. Perhaps the main reason that the word, or should I say expression, was brought up is for it to become more acceptable and ‘neutral’. With all honesty, I haven’t read anything about this yet. However, I firmly believe that my guess is true (I am actually Googling it right this instant).
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In my previous post I was talking about getting to much excited about Friday. Now I don’t think I’ll ever be wishing for it again. It was the worst session we had. And now I finally believe that there’s such thing as drunk and not being able to exactly remember all the things done the following the day. The dorm staff that night even had to check up on me. Luckily, we were still not formally summoned by the dorm manager to discuss it. After all, we didn’t do any damage to the dorm and any of its residents. The only thing that I’m regretting about is that I lost my ATM cards that night. Now, I am absolutely broke. I badly need a big amount of money especially for the coming Y4iT — registration fee and transportation fare — this September in UP Diliman. God, help me find some money! If I need to resort to prostitution then I’d be glad to. 
Hinugyaw: The Ultimate
I want to say a whole lot of things that’s happened to me for the past two weeks but I don’t feel like doing so not because there’s just too many of them but because I’ve always believed that some things are better left unsaid. In only two words, it’s alcohol and frustration.
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What the Heck?
Our university is having its 61st Foundation Week and today is set for the annual street painting competition. Upon waking up at 7:30 because of my noisy roommates (hehe) and noticing the hostile weather, I did not hesitate to go back to sleep. Midday was about to strike when I awoke next. My roommate (who’s a University Student Council meaning that he’s one of the busiest folks this week) came in and told me that I missed all the fun. The point that is missing here is that, I didn’t absolutely know that today also holds the Larong Pinoy (Filipino folk games)! Drat, even though I may eventually forget all about it, I could have had fun even just watching. I heard the chancellor and dean of our college also played. Argh! My self-discipline is really such a mess. I need to start always getting up at 7:30 if it’s the last thing I must do here on earth!
I had lunch with my dormmates Eunice and Jennifer and then headed to the school pathwalk, where the street painting was held because of the rain. Supposedly, it would be on the road by the dorm area. I bought a bath soap in the cooperative and took a stroll to look at everything. The first spot was owned by our dorm and it was already done. Plain and neat with the line, “Pa-Omp’s ta!” Genguken, the animé club I’m in, was the second one I noticed. They drew such cute chibis. Then, one after another, I looked at the Elektrons, UP Akeanon, komsai.org, and UP Tubao. When I came back to the dorm I was still able to bring “painted” hands. Yet, I still feel unsatisfied.
Gatecrash and Fahrenheit
Redbolts, the academic group that compose six courses in the college where I belong, is notorious for having its acquaintance party in the covered court every year. After a series of acquaintance parties — Tubong Mindanao (Tubao) and Balay Gumamela a.k.a. GD (Dorm) — that I have been through so far in my last year (hopefully) of schooling, I have had the strong willpower of conducting a gatecrash in this lot. Together with my other plans, I need to make the best out of this year! Hehe. And so, last Friday, after going to the College of Fisheries’ party, I, together with my party comrade Lairy, went straight to the court after a quick session at Omp’s Corner. It was already midnight when we made our way in the already-vulnerable gate. Roxanne, our classmate who shifted to a “Redbolts course”, greeted me. In a flash, the scene during the disco at the dorm happened again. Spending the remaining hours until the next opening of the dorms (@5:30) in the bakery in town wasn’t that easy, especially when other people are LOL-ing in the brink of dawn. Another mission accomplished. N (where N is a positive integer) still remains. 
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If you’re a Filipino currently residing in the Philippines like me, then I think you must’ve also heard about the Wu Chun (bottom right) and Calvin Chen (top right) mania. I first became quite familiar of this Wu Chun when my classmate would always skip playing balls to watch Hana Kimi. Also, because of another series that goes by the title “Romantic Princess”. Ultimately, they’ve come to visit the country. As I watch the two Taiwanese from the band Fahrenheit on TV, I couldn’t help but reminisce the F4 days. Really. It was summer and I was an incoming sophomore high school when they hit the screens and captured the hearts of everyone. The sight of Chun and Calvin singing one of their songs also reminds me of how the music of F4 conquered the local music charts for months even though without the lyric subtitles, it totally couldn’t be understood. Hearing the two speak quite some good English was another interesting thing. I have always believed that if you are a celebrity then you should at least be able to speak some basics of the universal language. I know, for sure, that girls all throughout the country have gone mad while facing their television sets. Here in the dorm they were yelling unstoppably. I even heard of one in the other dorm who actually rolled on the floor. Say what?! 
