06/10/2026
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Time really does fly fast, more so as it is blown by the southwest monsoon. Life gets softer when the muggy days you have been used to come to be brisk and clement, and the rain officially pronounces the death of the summer sun.
September, preternaturally, is a trip down memory lane for the students of the College of Engineering (COE). With the conclusion of all the general assemblies of the remaining engineering departments, their ties intertwined irrevocably.
The Engineering Festival 2026, inspired by the Lord of the Rings, had become the highlight of the month, impeccably freeing the Hawks from the gravity of academics for a moment in time. Every COE student felt unburdened by the weight of quizzes and homework upon getting lost in the perplexing world of Middle-earth, where the Isengard of the Mechanical Engineering (ME) department took the championship trophy, followed by the Rohan of the Geodetic Engineering (GE) department and Lothlรณrien of the Civil Engineering (CE) department.
However, the fun was short-lived, and the Hawks teleported back to the reality where exam papers awaited them on their classroom desks. Just two weeks after the E-Fest, the trigger of the midterm exam had been pulled. The next thing they knew, they were already begging their professors for a "bonus," notwithstanding the fact that Christmas is still months away.
The ninth of the year had been nothing short of an emotional turbulence for the College of Engineering. From chasing a greed-inducing ring to hearing the exam timer ring, feelings shifted too fast to hold onto. September erupted with so many goings-on that "roosting" became alien to the Hawks. But, with the creeping of the clock and ripping of the calendar's last page, we mourned the summer sun's demise, left drifting like stray leaves in a changeless wind.
Words by: Wyatt Leo Ismael
Layout by: Rhianna Mae Mendoza
