fun as they were, this week's highlight wasn't the cm fun run, the h2g2 film showing (although it was mind-deadening and hilarious), nor the hellishly toxic comparative anat 1st quiz (50 items, and take note, it was the first. long quizzes and dep exams will come to haunt us soon). nope, none of the above. what made my week was something of a more 'controversial' nature.

remember an entry i logged here sometime last april? louder than words, ring a bell? though don't try finding it now if you haven't read it yet. current circumstances have brought on censorship calls on my part. anyway, it was an inconspicuous entry, seemingly like all my previous ones, yet certain elements have stirred in my friends and classmates an inexplicable force, that of ravenous gossips searching for the juicy truth. so weird that it would only come up now.

for those who've read the entry, and possibly peeked at or made comments, you'd probably understand why. the smidgen of controversy it aroused in my comments page doesn't even compare to what it's been like in class. it's been a long week of inquiries and probing questions. whispers behind my back, mischievous smiles and howling laughter with my every move. hints and references coming in from every direction. circular meetings and secret societies dissecting my entry and noting every part of its anatomy (oh if only vertebrate anat was that simple). people shouting out fractions and checking off criteria as if on a questionnaire. i never could have anticipated such a cult following from a harmless little entry like that. it had crossed my mind that hardly anyone from the class follows my blog anymore. who would have thought that my scanty bit of expressive lit could escalate into a full-scale chismis onslaught.

now, as the center of all this hullabaloo, i can't exactly say it's been easy. if there's been a perk in any of this, it's that my blog has sparked interest in the masses and has been getting a little bit more traffic than usual. but other than that, it's been harsh. i've been living the life of a celebrity, watching my every move, dodging all the prying eyes on me (to imed people who read this: yes, you can kill me when we get back to class). attention (albeit of a different, less desirable kind) being lavished upon me incessantly. it's been a bit harder joining my friends, because you just know they're talking about you and you can't just push yourself into a conversation like that. whenever we're walking and they suddenly pull back and break into laughter, i can just look back and grin a little, then continue on my way. only recently have i heard some of their prospective guesses, and i can say, you don't wanna know. imaginative mouths will know no bounds.

but hey, can't say they didn't warn me. it was my decision to write and post all that. and they have asked me to tell them to stop, if i can't take it any more. but hey, i know that even if i do take a stand and tell them off, it will hardly garner an effect (which i don't blame on anyone, it's just how the group dynamics work). since then i've taken a stand of apathy and ignorance to the whole thing. silence and changing-the-topic statements have been coming in handy. i think it's also been a test on tolerance on my part, one which i am determined to pass.

it'll all die down, eventually.