This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style. This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you. This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that. The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single. So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming. Fu-zu Jen, SEAS/WH, 2003

1. Kilala mo si Mang Pogs.
2. Nalilito ka kung saan nakalagay ang banga ni Mariang Banga.
3. Tubig na lang ang tingin mo sa gin.
4. Ginamit mong reviewer ang mga old exams para sa mga midterms, prefi at finals sa math, stat, chem,physics, eco etc.
5. Hindi ka sumasagot ng UP (yupeee) kapag tinanong ka kung saan ka graduate. hahaha! Sagot mo elbi.
6. Taga-elbi ka kapag kilala mo yung professor na nagbi-bike ng naka-barong na kupas. (Si climax! kalahating albert einstein, kalhating mang pandoy)
7. Ok lang pumasok sa mga klase kahit naka pambahay/pantulog attire ka.
8. Pag nagtanong si manong driver ng "may animal ba dyan", at may sumagot "meron " ay di ka natawa.
9. Pag nagtanong uli si manong driver ng "may mens ba dyan", at may sumagot uli ng "meron" ay di ka natawa.
10. Di ka nahihiyang magbitbit ng malaking payong.
11. Taga-elbi ka kung pagkatapos mong magbakasakali kay Mang Pogs, diretso ka na kay Mr. Midnight
12. Bumibili ka ng blue book sa Coop.
13. Alam mong hindi pwedeng ibato ang Batong Malaki.
14. Nung pinanood mo ang movie ni Aga at Regine na nag-shoot sa elbi (sa may gaygay gowns) at nagtawag ng taxi si regine e nagtawanan kayo ng mga
taga-elbi at clueless ang iba.
15. Alam mo kung nasaan ang White House.
16. May tanline ka ng tsinelas (o Mojos).
17. Alam mong mas masarap ang pancit canton / noodles na niluto sa heater cup
18. Sanay ka maglakad.
19. Thursday night ang gimik night mo.
20. Alam mo na ang pinakamalaking banyo ay ang Ellen's Fried Chicken, at Sizzler's ang tinitingalang kainan.
21. Kilala mo sina Saniano Boy at Girl.
22. Alam mo kung nasaan ang "Johnson"
23. Alam mo ang kaibahan ng dalawang Flatrocks.
24. Kaya mong pumasok ng hindi naliligo.
25. Alam mong si Carasus at Pegabao ay iisa.
26. Alam mong ok lang na pumunta sa Maahas.
27. Tumatambay ka sa APEC para mag inom.
28. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Fertility Tree, Kwek Kwek Tower, at ang Templo ni Bruce Lee.
29. Tuloy ang klase kahit signal number 3 na.
30. Alam mo kung saan ang pilahan ng jeep papuntang IRRI, Forestry, o kaya Jamboree...
31. Hindi ka kumakain ng buko pie.
32. Alam mo na bago pa man nauso ang unlimited rice sa Tokyo Tokyo, marketing strategy na ito ng Salad Country.
33. Hinahanap-hanap mo ang chocolate cake sa Mer-Nel's.
34. Alam mong bawal tumawid sa UPLB Gate(main), mula Guard House papuntang harap ng Carabao Park...
35. Alam mong may oras lang na pwede kumain sa IRRI pag di ka IRRI employee.
36. Sanay ka maglagay ng Knorr Seasoning sa kanin.
37. Alam mong ang hanging bridge ay di talaga naka hang..
38. Alam mong hindi lang dalawang pulgada ang layo ng Bayog sa Anos.
39. Kapag nate-take mo na di magpalit ng pants hanggang ilang araw.. hehe..
40. Alam mo kung nasaan ang tatlong Ellen's fried chicken sa LB.
41. Apektado ka sa pagsasara ng ic's
42. Pag may sakit ka, hindi ka pupunta "infirmary" except lang pag kukuha ka ng excuse slip.
43. Marami kang alam na ghost stories, sa ilags, sa men's dorm, sa faculty village, sa may social garden etc...
44. Pag umihi ka na sa gilid ng SU (tuwing feb fair).
45. Alam mo na ang tunog ng pillbox. (rambol!)
46. Taga lb ka kapag kilala mo si "manang"
47. Hindi mo na naabutan ang Vega mall at Robinson's.
48. Taga elbi ka kapag mas gusto mong tumambay pag feb fair kesa manood ng kung anuman sa stage.
49. Kaya mong i-identify ang species at subspecies ng bawat punong nadadaanan mo.
50. Alam mo na ang shortest way sa papuntang St. Therese mula Humanities ay ang dirt road...
51. Taga-elbi ka kapag alam mo kumbaket maraming natatalisod sa raymundo gate.
57. Taga-elbi ka rin pag handa mong gawin ang lahat pag nag-peprerog ka makakuha ka lng ng slot sa subject na yon (lalo na pag GE).
58. Alam mo kung saan makakabili ng masarap na proven at chicken skin-- dun malapit sa white house.
59. Alam mong ang devcom ay dating under ng ca.
60. Mas enjoy mo ang gimik sa apartment compared to bars and restos.
61. Alam mong ang "audi" at DL Umali Hall ay iisa.
62. Alam mong may gasolinahan sa loob ng campus (sa likod ng CEAT).
63. Sineryoso mo na kailangan may kasama kang date pag drill night.
63. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Ilag's, Raymundo's at Catalan.
64. Dismissed ka na pero sa elbi ka pa rin nakatira.
65. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Batcave. 
66. Gusto mong pasabugin ang PhySci building.
67.Alam mong ang LB Square ay dating vacant lot na puro talahib.
68. Nakapanood ka na ng sine sa Agrix.
69. Alam mo kung nasaan ang tindahan na pagmamay-ari ng mga higante.
70. Kung may Bio subject ka at di mo kilala yung "contact" na bilihan ng palaka, naghahanap ka buong hapon at gabi sa mga pond ng Carabao Park.
71. Pag nawawala bigla ang mga pusa, may exam ang mga kumuha ng Zoo113 o mga Vet.
72. Ang staple food sa dorm/apartment ay: Canton, Century Tuna, Maggi, at Monay sa Jericho's.
73. Hinayang na hinayang ka sa bagong Pilot ballpen mo na ayaw nang magsulat kasi nabagsak, o kaya pinitik...
74. Alam mo yung baka sa AnSci na butas ang gilid.
75. Kung may Chem subject ka, either nakabasag ka na ng testube, flask, o thermometer..o masaklap...dessicator...
76. Masaya ang pustahan ng mga Propesor(a) sa Humanities pag may Oblation Run.
77. Mas masarap tumambay sa labas ng MainLib kesa sa loob.
78. Kabisado na ang amoy ng alin mang Wing sa BioSci.
79. Ang syota ni Oblation ay si Maria Makiling (yung nasa ERDB, Forestry), at ang anak nila yung bata dun sa Social Garden.
80.Naka-attend ka ng Ilocos Trip ni Sir George *OH MY GOD* Zafaralla
81.Sanay na sanay kang PUMILA!
82.mas trip mo hard keysa beer, mas masarap me kaambagan at kasama pag bili sa grove.
83. nakatikim ka na ng spaghetti sa plastic cup at bidani balls
84. naka-attend ka ng mass sa St therese na pulos bata ang choir
85. nagandahan ka sa mga mahogany na nakalinya sa me forestry
86. nakarating ka na sa mudspring, peak 1 at botanical
87. Nagsurvive ka ng 200 pesos lang a week dahil sa kanin at sabaw ng ANKERS.
88.sanay kang mag suot ng rubber shoes na hindi nilalabhan (ever)
89.Sa shaper's dati ay may gym
90. sa baker's hall ang PE91. Hindi ka maka-get over sa mga kantang "Isang Daan," "Elbi Nights," at "Take me Back to Elbi." 
92. Kung nakapuslit ka na sa class ni Payawal ng NatSci ng di nahuhuli!
93. Palagi kang sumisilip sa tambayan n'yo kung vacant ka o pauwi na (Baka may tao, eh 'di tatambay muna..).
94. Alam mo na ang Ministop sa Arcade ay dating Cara-rey's na tindahan ng mga lumang gamit at may matandang babaeng nagbabantay
95. Na-adik ka sa sausage plate...
96. Minsan nakakapuslit ka sa curfew ng women's dorm...
97. You can get to where you wanna go by just doing hand (finger) signals sa on-coming jeepneys;
98. You prefer the burgers sold at the kiosk in-between Phy-Sci's lecture halls, over McDo;
99. You think about the lingering buttery/creamy taste of Mitch's cupcake;
100. You always look forward to the Baker Hall and SU dance parties (Un-Silent Night by Rancher's mobile, Class Distraction by Social Distortion mobile, etc.etc.)

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Lub. Dub. Lub. Dub. I first set eyes on you standing in the middle of the room at a common friend’s party. My heart went LubDubLubDubLubDub. I felt something in my chest, like a light bulb lighting up and giving me a warm glow, however corny it may sound. It wasn’t a chest pain but a definite sensation and a welcomed one at that.

First Date. Something ignited in my chest. A tingling sensation that radiated to my cheeks and gave me a blush; a reaction precipitated by you staring into my eyes and relieved by me averting my eyes.

Holding your hands caused a feeling inside of me I couldn’t quite explain. It was like eating chocolates after a going on a strict diet or like having an extension of me…Heavenly. That’s how it felt. A heavenly feeling from my chest that radiated all over my skin; I didn’t want it relieved.

First Kiss (and all other kisses thereafter) brought about explosions in my chest that radiated through my entire existence, all my thoughts, memories, experiences were affected. Ah…the bliss that it brought! I craved the feeling and I wanted it as often as possible.

First Fight. There was a tennis ball lodged inside my chest cavity. It hurt and it radiated to my head in a pounding rhythm. This pain was due to a misunderstanding and resolved by a long talk followed by our

First Kiss and Make Up Session. A multitude of all sorts of deliriously euphoric feelings brought about by embraces, kisses, caresses, and much, much more. A new kind of happiness, really, that became a part of me, a part of us. And all I had to do to feel it was to think of you, knowing that I had you, that you were mine, and I was yours was enough to give me a high like I’ve never known before.