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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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…”

http://www.philippinecollegian.org/up-community-condemns-brutal-dispersal-of-occupy-mendiola-protesters/




-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


Diligan ng dugo ang kalupaan

Pulbusin ang mga bundok at mga bato


O, kay bango ng mga sunog na laman

Ipagdiwang ang mga lusaw na buto


Punuin ang hangin ng mga hiyawan

Musika ng sumisigaw na bungo


Ito ang paraiso kong digmaan

Ang mundo sa bawat puso ng tao



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 :)

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Hoots 2nd issue AY 2011-2012